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String fullTitle = "Welcome to /quest/ - Quests";
int postNumber = "2";
String image = "";
String date = "04/27/16(Wed)18:37:33";
String comment = "This board is for author-driven collaborative storytelling (i.e., "Quests"). In a quest there is a single author who controls the plot of the story and who drives the creative process. They can choose to take suggestions from other posters, or not, at their sole discretion. Quests can be text-based, image-based, or a combination of the two. Drawfaggotry is strongly encouraged!
To facilitate the author-driven nature of quests, /qst/ differs significantly from other boards in that the OP of a thread is considered the quest's author, and has some basic text formatting abilities: [b], [i], and color tags [red], [green], and [blue]. Therefore, only those people willing to put in the effort to be a quest author should post threads. If you do not intend to run a collaborative story, do not post a thread here! This includes meta-threads.
Dice rolling follows /tg/'s format (e.g., "dice+2d6" without the quotes in the options field rolls 2d6).";
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String fullTitle = "/qtg/: Quest Thread General";
int postNumber = "4923912";
String image = "qtg_op_purple.jpg";
String date = "07/19/21(Mon)13:58:13";
String comment = "Welcome to the hiroshimoot allotted meta-thread, for having fights, whining, and having discussions of varying seriousness. It might not be perfect but it's what we have.
>What is a quest?
A mistake. Also, an interactive story in which the Quest Master writes and provides the readers with options on how to proceed. Dice may or may not be included.
An old collection of advice and guides. Worth a look for a new QM, though some advice is now dated. Ask in the QTG if you have questions.
Archive of quest reviews:
Go to http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Fill out the request form to archive a thread.
Threads are also automatically archived by other websites, such as archived.moe.
Only the thread's OP can format. Changing IPs (eg. from mobileposting) breaks this feature.
Remove the spaces between the  brackets and the letters:
Bold: [ b ]text[ /b ]
Italics: [ i ]text /i ]
Red: [ red ]text[ /red ]
Blue: [ blue ]text[ /blue ]
Green: [ green ]text[ /green ]
Dice guide: Put "dice+XdY+Z" in the options field, with X being the # of dice, Y being the # of sides, and Z being any modifiers (if applicable). If trying to use negative modifiers, do +-Z, not -Z.
Tripcodes guide: put ##[password] after your handle in the name field, with [password] being the unique password you're using to generate a trip (do not literally put [password]).
Discord link: https://discord.gg/Maxs3ae44D
What is the worst thing a player character in your quest has done, or caused directly?
What are your moral limits for how malicious a player character can act? Whilst still having an in character excuse. In short, what is the limit of edge before you're cut?
>Death Grip on Blighted Salami
Who is best girl that is not the romantic interest?
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String fullTitle = "Enclave Remnant Quest 2";
int postNumber = "4928039";
String image = "Enclave Remnant Quest OP.png";
String date = "07/22/21(Thu)10:30:31";
String comment = "Good Morning America Welcome to Enclave Remnant Quest Thread 2
Here's the Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
The Character sheets and general information can be found here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/
The base calculations for Squad and larger scale combat can be found here: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet
Those calculations do not account for situational modifiers like commander competence, tactics, terrain etc.
As well going forwards for flat +x bonuses for anyone not in the primary action half of their applicable bonus will apply, this goes for both hostile and player actions.
Example: Ford has +10 leadership, Grant has +15 leadership in combat scenarios, Ford rolls a leadership check and Grant helps, the bonus to the roll is +17 (7.5 rounded down).
System goes as follows I will ask 3 posters to roll xd100 depending on the number of tests in the post calling for the roll
If there's 1 test 3 posters will roll 1d100 each
if there's 2 tests 3 posters will roll 2d100 each etc.
Each roll that is below the given DV (Example 50) of the test will be counted as a success
The result of the test depends on how many successes out of 3 were gotten on the test.
Critical success is a 1 and critical failure is 100, they override, and if you get both they negate.
If there is a tie at the end of the designated voting period (Typically an hour, however it may be longer) then a designated tie breaker period will be established (Typically 30 minutes) if by the end of the period the tie isn't broken I will roll a d100 and it will be split accordingly to decide."
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String fullTitle = "Immortal Meatbag 0";
int postNumber = "4927439";
String image = "meat 0.jpg";
String date = "07/21/21(Wed)21:38:19";
String comment = "[This is a thread to gauge interest. If there is enough interest there will be more threads.]
You are John Johnson. The year is 2063. You are 21 years old. The world is nothing like how it was 42 years ago due to the emergence and proliferation of superhuman abilities. Technological progress was almost halted by the ensuing conflict between the most dangerous superhumans and the most powerful governments of the world. It's only within the last two decades that civilization has begun to run smoothly again.
But you are a second-generation superhuman. The battles that ravaged the planet in the 2030s are, to you, simply stories that you've heard about, tales from before your time. Now, over half of the earth's population has some sort of supernatural ability, and things that would have seemed impossible half a century ago are now commonplace.
You, like most people your age, have a job. And like most people with superhuman abilities, your job is one that can't be done by just anyone. Your job is to be killed. Repeatedly.
You work for a subsidiary branch of the private military contractor General Super Group. Your branch is the Tactical Superhuman Research And Development Division, or TSRADD. The name is pretty deceptive, however, as the branch does most of its "research" via the monitoring and analysis of its paramilitary's special ops teams.
These teams can be hired for numerous purposes; for espionage, for counter-terrorism, for a rich kid's birthday party. Your team specializes in neutralizing hostage situations.
In the age of superpowers, anyone can be a supervillain. And in the year 2063, people also need money. One of the easiest ways to get money is to take something, usually a person, from someone and threaten to destroy it/them if they don't pay up. And when almost anyone can have almost any power, most don't want to take the risk of sending in conventional police to handle the situation. Especially if that object or person is dear to them.
That's where you come it. Your team was specially put together to make the most of each of its members abilities.";
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String fullTitle = "Pokémon Urban Quest #25";
int postNumber = "4929451";
String image = "PERCY.png";
String date = "07/23/21(Fri)14:10:55";
String comment = "We play as Percival Williams, a socially awkward Pokémaniac with a knack for communicating with Pokémon.
He’s currently on his journey across the Aztlan region while aiming to become a Professional Trainer. He has become tangled up in various sketchy business and situations regarding shady corporations, armed revolutionaries, psychics, giant Pokémon rulers, and dumb teenager stuff.
Your team so far consists of:
Mimikyu(Currently incapacitated) Resting at home.
Loudred Vulpix (Alolan)
-Kadabra: A teleporting friend.
-Eli: A punkish girl who aims to be the next regional Pokémon champion
-Gareth: 20 something college dropout who’s starting his Journey a bit too late
-Helping out a murderous psychic/little sister figure that visits our brain from time to time.
-24 days (Approximately) before the fall of Adage Village.
-2 Gym Badges
Move-sets and Inventory:
Plot Summary and Misc stuff:
Character profiles! (Work in progress)
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String fullTitle = "X-Men: Plunder and Wonder Quest";
int postNumber = "4924220";
String image = "madripoor.jpg";
String date = "07/19/21(Mon)17:25:13";
String comment = "Madripoor.
A city-state in Southeast Asia founded as a haven for freebooters, smugglers, pirates, and all other assorted scum.
While this tolerance of criminality does encourage illicit business practices, it has forged the city into a crucible of cultures and special interests.
This storied tradition of lawlessness is woven into the fabric of everyday life; as long as you’ve got the money, anything goes.
Madripoor is a city of kings and beggars, but some venture there hoping for a fresh start.
> Wilhelm Knochen, graduate student on an expedition seeking to discover centuries-old pirate enclaves.
> Michael Saint, former Church of Humanity member cast out after your magical potential revealed itself.
> Aurelio Baluyot, refugee, cook, and latest hire aboard a pirate vessel.";
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String fullTitle = "Hapless Guardswoman Quest #2 - Beach Episode";
int postNumber = "4926394";
String image = "Horror at the Beach.png";
String date = "07/21/21(Wed)02:56:47";
String comment = "You are Rhea Silvia.
A few months ago, you were conscripted into the Imperial Guard, but your posting was corrupted in a Chaos ritual not long after you arrived. You then infiltrated the tainted palaces and factories of Wonka World on behalf of the Inquisition to retrieve two items, but you can no longer remember what they were.
Unfortunately, you still remember plenty, and still frequently struggle with suppressed memories and nightmares.
Despite your lapses in memory, you were richly rewarded by the Inquisition, and are now staying in the luxurious Imperial Diamond Resorts Island Chain, where you:
>Tentatively experiment with the hedonistic lifestyle of the idle rich, something which you never could imagined for yourself growing up, as you try to distract yourself from old memories
>Embrace hard partying with nihilistic frenzy, as you try to forgot everything about your past life, in particular your short service in the Guard and the Inquisition
>Become a shut-in alcoholic
>Befriend hotel staff and local garrison troops and try to lead a normal-ish life
You sit down for a quick bite to eat at a small restaurant in your hotel after a day spent:
>Sunbathing at the beach
>Asleep in your hotel suite
>Vomiting in your hotel suite
>Watching infomercials on your hotel suite’s pict-screen
>Swimming in the ocean
You plan on spending the rest of the evening:
>Having a gentle stroll along the beach before going to bed early
>Hitting the clubs, hard
>Doing a guided excursion to one of those spooky ruins inland
>Hanging out with your clique at the local Guard garrison one resort over
>Drinking in your hotel room, alone
Previous thread is here:
And is based on the tg greentext stories here:
New thread is based on some of the preliminary ideas found here, prior to both threads dying/being deleted by mods:
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String fullTitle = "Dynasty Ruler Quest 5: The Third King";
int postNumber = "4924776";
String image = "Crusader Kings.jpg";
String date = "07/19/21(Mon)23:25:22";
String comment = "High King Theoric the Arsonist died of stress at the age of 55, leaving behind a still growing Kingdom to his son, Foric. The Foundations of the Empire have almost been completed. With one last reign of long rulers, this Kingdom will finalize to become one of the most long lived Kingdoms in Mankind’s long history.
> Vote with Greentext, otherwise I will ignore it.
>Write in as acceptable as long as they follow the rule above. If its clever enough I might even add some of it to the result elected
>If you pick multiple options of what I already gave you, without being out of the box, it will harm the character since they are doing more than they are naturally capable of.
>Normally here I would say something like, ‘be kind’, but this is 4chan so I wont even bother making it a rule.
>Don’t be afraid to discuss things, just remember that there are some limitations thanks to both culture and technology. Hell, you guys could discuss whether it's better to make a Holy Roman Empire Electoral System or just go Partition.
>Here is the Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Alright, time to get started.";
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String fullTitle = "Panzer Commander Quest #72";
int postNumber = "4926327";
String image = "tcqop_72.png";
String date = "07/21/21(Wed)01:28:08";
String comment = "Sodrakron was not the capital of Vynmark, but it was inarguably a more splendorous crown jewel upon the sovereignty. The Marcraesk river sent goods south on barges, and from the sea, the treasures of the world, including illicit goods that were specially licensed from the free ports of the Southern Cities of Sosaldt, came through, then north to the continent, or out once more through the harbors after the foreign or criminal taint had been supposedly washed away. It was home to many a wealthy entrepreneur, whom operated their own governance without much care by the Landgrafs, the nobility whom ruled the nation of Vynmark, Nauk in spite of the Republican tendencies of their northern brethren.
It was by far the wealthiest city in these times, when the other southern ports either belonged to xenophobic Twaryi or were not nearly as close to the sea routes to the east and southeast. When the southern maelstrom let up, Zeeland’s trade would flood north once more, but for now, Sodrakron commanded what trade sailed the southern seas, and guaranteed that the Southern Cities of Sosaldt continued to have their great markets, protecting both trades with Vynmark’s Grand Fleet, which now rested gallantly in its own special harbor. They were a motley mix of old ships and newer ships, some of them quite fresh constructions from Naukland’s naval shipyards, but even the elder hulls had been lovingly refitted- or repurposed into fearsome coastal battlecraft. From the Horizon Suites, one could see it in the distance. These luxury condos hosted a particularly wealthy Caelussian entrepreneur, one Pavel Comnirisov, whom had journeyed to the continent and used his eastern connections to found a business empire. He had been in the trust of the Landgrafs for years- after all, Caelus was ever too distant to be overly concerned with, and Twaryi was but a band of barking dogs until their recent shocking rise in fortunes.
One of those fortunate yappy dogs was a guest of the capitalist, today, though he disguised himself well both in dress and voice, he was a military man of Twaryi from the hairs of his scalp to the soles of his feet.
“Colonel Suvarin,” Comnirisov sat slowly across from his guest in a plush armchair across from the brazier, close to the top of the Horizon Suites, on a corner where one could face both inland and out to the ocean. “I would have expected somebody else, more appreciative of the comforts of luxury. What brings you out to a place so wary of our people as of late?” He took a contemplative sip of fine old world extra-old aged eau de vie, called Comniak, where his father hailed from. A fun thing to mock Emreans with, but a fine display of what he was to his guest, as well. “Unless you are here for some fun?”";
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String fullTitle = "New Lights Flights";
int postNumber = "4924330";
String image = "1593220660748.gif";
String date = "07/19/21(Mon)18:23:27";
String comment = "The smell of synthetic motor oil and lubricant stops you for a moment. Looking around you spot many people working on their motorcycles, new and old, combustion and hover. Pit crews hard at work while others like yourself prefer to do the work themselves. What are they here for? To race Hells Run of course. The money, the fame, the SPEED. But why are you here?
You’ve come a long way since delivering your first package. From working with a small time illegal courier company, Dawn Inc., to signing on with Sutherlund Industries. A major Corporation involved in what you are sure is incredibly illegal biological/cybernetic research. Not to mention the first time you ever worked for them you trafficked a person for them. A person who’s been turned into a cybernetic monster capable of extreme violence. The thought fills you with emotion as you flex your hands. Looking at the fine lines of scars that the Skeletal and Dermal enhancement augmentations you have left you with. Maybe time to process that after the race.
That same job had you mess with a gang named Blood Skulls. A group of very nasty people that eventually tried to assassinate you while you were on an escort job for Red Inc. You obviously survived and even managed to get Aleksandra Red out in one piece. Physically at least.
Then, you’ve even done some work with the Dark Suns, a Merc Corporation focused on law enforcement. Which really just means they’re there to police Corp zones and to wage endless war on gangs like the Blood Skulls. That job was interesting, a simple job to move a data stick to an outpost in the badlands. Get some orders to some Dark Suns captain, but when you got there all the Dark Suns were dead and you had the misfortune of meeting Rose. A tattooed asian woman with cybernetic eyes and deadly aim. She managed to put two slugs into your helmet, eye level on both sides of your head. Another inch and you’d have lost both ears. Luck was on your side despite all that. Destroying most of their pursuit vehicles you managed to escape the encampment unharmed. Physically at least.
Now you’re here. At Hells Run. The second race of three. You won the first, Snake Way. It was an incredible race. You met up with an old friend and made a new one. Aki of course may not have forgiven you for what you did to her, but Mistletoe was more than happy to meet you seeing as how you beat him by less than an inch. Hopefully, a high placing in Hells Run will launch you towards competing in Beasts Rage. Of course, you have to survive here and now to make it there.
There’s only one thing left to do.
>Start the race";
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String fullTitle = "Tai Lung Quest 14";
int postNumber = "4926839";
String image = "title.jpg";
String date = "07/21/21(Wed)13:55:25";
String comment = "Welcome back to Tai Lung's path to self discovery, not only for himself but for those around him as well. In the last thread, Tai Lung and his friends continue their year within the Sacred Library. As everyone works to learn more about themselves, Tai Lung slowly increases his own workload by starting martial arts lessons for the public, art lessons for Bao, and continuing his own training along with Ming's. With only 43 weeks remaining, there's still time for the crew to improve but the clock is slowly ticking away.
Bit of a rough ending in the last thread, sorry about that. It seemed like everything technological decided to rebel and prematurely destroy any semblance of stability I had for writing. Hopefully we can get a few more threads of peace."
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String fullTitle = "Fallen Angel in a Broken World Quest";
int postNumber = "4928260";
String image = "eyes.png";
String date = "07/22/21(Thu)15:07:47";
String comment = "Once upon a time, the seat of the Creator Sun shone brightly in the day. His reflection the angels populated the night sky in the dark. The world was one of sprawling wilderness, and towering civilizations. While wasn't free of suffering, it always held the spark of hope, and courage all in mortal hands. Heroism was a real thing, carried by exemplars, and often aided by fellow spirits of virtues.
Then, the stars fell, and the heroes died one by one.
You were there. In the great throne room above and at the center of it all. You were there standing guard beside the Throne. You were there sitting in the Throne. You were there, at the side of the usurpers, entering throne room and challenging yourself. As an angel everything was experienced as part of the Creator. You were an extent of his will after all.
Now you've hit the ground hard. A more powerful impact than you ever felt. From the feeling there should be a crater around you, but the ground is as flat as before. The hit was not from a physical impact, but the way the firmament of the world shattered. The way the Creator died. The way you've became from an extension of something magnificent, to an individual of your own.
>A) Must... move... you could be in danger.
>B) Must... focus... how did this happen?
>C) Give in to this new feeling. The despair of being an newborn.
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String fullTitle = "Monster Facility Builder 4";
int postNumber = "4926085";
String image = "Day 8 First.png";
String date = "07/20/21(Tue)21:42:06";
String comment = ">(You) are an Administrator working at [THE COMPANY]. You've been employment for quite a while now, and you've managed to grow your [FACILITY] to a decent size! Today is Monday of your second work week, though it feels like its been ages since you first stepped into your office.
Your Facility is in a pretty great state right now. The Wendigo you have in containment is under control, you've just upped morale with a set of new bunks, and you're about to begin your research on the new arrival. The 'Golden Goose'.
Safe: Easy containment: Basic cell, may self-contain.
Alpha: Hard containment: Specialized cell, some specialized things to use.
Gamma: Extreme containment: Requires costly handling and security procedures.
Omega: Almost Impossible to contain: Teleporters, ignores walls, requires resources equivalent to a room built each month to contain.
Lamb: No threat (Balls that multiply when sung to, sheep with addictive meat)
Wolf: Threat, low (Immortal constantly pissed-off doberman, person that can cloak)
Tiger: Threat high (Our Pissbaby)
Apex: Extreme: (Dragons, Self-replicating cake that doubles every 5 minutes)
Part 1: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Part 2: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Part 3: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Phew, took a break for a bit over a week, but I'm ready to run once more! Stay tuned, I'll be posting the shopping list and other necessities as the next few posts."
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String fullTitle = "SCII: Sector Command #1";
int postNumber = "4923808";
String image = "SCIISectorCommand.TitleCard.png";
String date = "07/19/21(Mon)12:34:16";
String comment = "Far on the edges of Dominion space, where Arcturus Mengsk is an infrequent name and Jim Raynor is a complete unknown, lies Sector 4E-573K. Unremarkable at first glance, it is still home to numerous Terran Dominion worlds, chief of which is the ringed planet of Kitra's Gambit. Stationed here is supposedly the Center of Terran leadership for the Sector, the Sectarian Governor.
But as of late, the Governor has grown more and more reclusive, shying away from public appearances and skipping Cabinet Meetings. With unrest among the populus rising, and warning signs of further conflict beginning to appear across the Sector, an investigation into this truancy has been called. After discovering the Governor's Manor abandoned, Parliment has called for an emergency meeting.
In a unanimous vote of no-confidence, Parliment has stripped the Powers of Governance from the missing Dominic Atherton. Riding a knife's edge of legality, Parliment has wasted no time in raising a new Sectarian Governor to power.";
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String fullTitle = "Little Bad Evil Guy Quest";
int postNumber = "4922414";
String image = "fortress.png";
String date = "07/18/21(Sun)13:18:19";
String comment = ">You are an apprentice Bad Guy in the utopian lands of Light and Harmony. Death from anything other than old age is long gone from the world due to the gods of light winning in the celestial war. Now heroes and villains exist mostly for entertainment and to keep things interesting. They clash in epic battles that tear apart cities and burn down countries… Then everyone gets revived, and everyone gushes about how cool it was until the next thing happens while everyone rebuilds everything.
>The good guys seem to always win in the end, but the bad guys get what they want until a hero can beat them. When the bad guys lose they have to do community service for a time, generally helping with the rebuilding of what they destroyed. When the good guys lose they swear oaths of vengeance, and the game keeps going back and forth.
>Eventually though, all Big Bads do something against the RULES set down by the gods. Perhaps it’s destroying a soul which stops a person from being resurrected. Maybe it’s destroying some relic or treasure that’s irreplaceable, or what have you. Then the Big Bad receives a Death Mark, which means the next time they die they won’t get resurrected, but must instead stand before the gods and beg for their forgiveness. Which they’ll eventually get, since they have all of eternity to make up for what they did, but it’s not pleasant.
>Your master, an ancient Lich Lord, got himself a kill order over a year ago, and you’ve just gotten word that the group of adventurers that killed him are on their way here to loot all his stuff. You found this out when someone mentioned that all the older apprentices had raided the treasury, magical artifact rooms, and taken all the best mooks. Now you and 19 other low ranked apprentices are left with less than an hour before the adventuring party gets here to get your stuff, get as much gold and magic items as you can, convince as many mooks as you can to come with you, and skedaddle before they adventuring party shows up because they can and will kill you and then you’ll be resurrected with nothing.
>You are in the Lich's fortress town where previously nearly 300 people lived and worked. By this time tomorrow it will be abandoned.
>You are currently in your bunk room with your three other roommates, 2 boys and a girl, all around your age (19-23 with you as the oldest). The girl and the youngest boy, Tillia and Mike respectively, are pretty vicious and are already heading out of the room, most likely to loot as much as they can before leaving. They both have weapons on them and will use it if they think it’ll get them ahead.
>The other boy, Greg, is —relatively— nice. Mostly meaning you’d trust him not to stab you in the back at the first opportunity, but don’t let him see you holding a good item or too much money. He is an apprentice BBEG, after all, just like you.";