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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 = "Maverick Hunter Quest, Thread 93: The Big Score";
int postNumber = "3371989";
String image = "anode season 2 clear.png";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)12:31:05";
String comment = "Prior Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
The IRC: suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com, #MHQ
The Twitter: https://twitter.com/HunterCommand
The Recap (thanks to Scarab): http://pastebin.com/wMtuXJM2
Character sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/
You are Maverick Hunter Anode, and today is the last day."
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String fullTitle = "Secret Princess Zelda Quest #42";
int postNumber = "3369701";
String image = "Logo.jpg";
String date = "03/22/19(Fri)15:05:45";
String comment = "Previous threads here:
>You are Princess Zelda, heir to the fallen throne of Hyrule
>Your father, corrupted by Power, died in a coup, your Kingdom shattered in a civil war 10 years ago, the Hero in Green giving his life to ensure you escaped the conflict
>An uneasy peace has returned to the land, but omens of a descent into greater chaos than before loom on the horizon
>You, Zelda Hyrule, have the potential to claim your birthright and restore the Kingdom to what it once was, bring back true peace to the lands. Your path ahead is not set in stone; you must chisel it in yourself. What kind of Legend will you create?
And for reference, pastebin with stats, inventory, and some mechanics:
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String fullTitle = "Fate/City Akeldama Part IV";
int postNumber = "3361948";
String image = "Fate City Akeldama Part IV.jpg";
String date = "03/19/19(Tue)00:26:38";
String comment = "You are Yumigawa Rushorou, magically augmented human, Grail War contestant, and first-time killer.
Since awakening in a burning city almost a week ago, you've done surprisingly well for yourself. You saved two of your classmates, entered into a partnership with an enchantress from the Age of Gods, forged a secondary alliance with one of your opponents in the death game you're stuck in, and you've even managed to successfully take out the first of the seven competitors. You've also died repeatedly, gotten into repeated misunderstandings with the women in your life, and been shot in the knee, but the less said about your failings the better.
It's the morning of the sixth day, and you're discussing plans over breakfast with Caster.
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String fullTitle = "One Piece Bounty Photographer Quest 6";
int postNumber = "3369128";
String image = "58014517-64B0-4516-B641-E2A98C2F97E7.jpg";
String date = "03/22/19(Fri)10:28:47";
String comment = "Previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Cover-art kindly provided by our noble artiste, Draw-anon, who kindly took time off repainting the Sistine Chapel for us. Look upon our prettyboy protagonist. Look upon his devilish smile and despair.
In last thread’s episode of Dad Collector Quest, our hero ENSIGN HARRY FLASHMAN found himself held hostage by a dick (Sworddad2), so he promptly kicked him in said bodily part. Then everyone lived in peace and harmony for about five seconds, until the Revolutionary Nation attacked (or something). After the ensuing beatdown of the Marines, Flashy found himself kidnapped by SmoDad in an exciting adventure to beat pirates up for escaping, and crossed over to the Grand Line, where he began the process of acquiring dad6, Doctor Lighthouse. He also deeply progressed the Sworddad1 route by investigating Klaus’ backstory. There were also some fights or training, and a mermaid, but who cares? More importantly, will Flashy catch up with the Strawhats and gain Sworddad2 and KickDad? ONLY TIME WILL TELL.
We now return you to your scheduled idiocy."
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String fullTitle = "Khorne-flakes edition";
int postNumber = "3364625";
String image = "Khorne_banner.png";
String date = "03/20/19(Wed)13:21:58";
String comment = ">A figure is seen slowly approaching your compound of heretics
>It's a man, heavily and recently cut, chains of brass cutting into his back, leading back to a large brass block that he struggles to drop behind him. He winces with every step as each motion causes blood to spurt from his wounds. The blood falls to the ground and begins to flow uphill behind him, directly opposite his path
>He stagers up to the gates and begins howling. The mark of Khorne has been burned into his forehead
"A message! A message! I deliver a message!"";
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String fullTitle = "SMT Devil Summoner: Task Force 666 #38";
int postNumber = "3368295";
String image = "Title Image.png";
String date = "03/21/19(Thu)22:01:07";
String comment = ">Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
>Previous Session: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
>General Pastebin: pastebin.com/u/TaskForceKaz
>Art commissioned from: https://twitter.com/OKeiBai
>Squad Carina Approval
You are Adrian Brown, a twenty five year-old third-year medical student living an otherwise normal American life in search of employment. That was until you woke up inside a derelict and demon-infested hospital with four other victims of short-term memory loss. Together, the five of you managed to somehow survive by negotiating with demons and defeating those that were not so amicable. And upon escaping, the all of you realized that it wasn’t as simple as that.
Task Force 666 a multinational organization dedicated to combating hostile demons and those that would use them for ill intentions. And the hellhole you just went through? That was your ‘job interview’, one that you passed with flying colors. When properly offered employment as an agent among the ranks, you accepted without too much hesitation or second thoughts. Duty to humanity and whatnot.
You are now a Devil Summoner in the service of the Task Force, and the leader of East Coast Operations Division IV Carina Squad. It is your duty to protect mankind from all threats involving the demonic, but how you choose to carry out your orders is entirely up to you. The choices you make shall not only affect those around you, but the fate of the entire world itself.
Together, the combined forces of Bootes and Carina Squad successfully terminated the demonic subspace within the swamps of West Virginia. The master of the domain was none other than Arachne, the Mother of Spiders, who desired revenge above all other things against the gods that cursed her. Carina Squad carried the day, with only a minimal amount of tension with Bootes, and you even managed to make some kind of uneasy non-aggression pact with the Crone lurking within your head.
But after a choice encounter with the lascivious and risque Isabella "Bombard" Copland of Squad Bootes, a chance talk with Brady and Fitz leads to something unexpected, feelings being explored, and a new beginning with your closest friend and ally…
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String fullTitle = "Fantasy Restaurater Quest #3";
int postNumber = "3372883";
String image = "1552147171366.jpg";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)17:14:06";
String comment = ""So your mother's a whore?" You were never much for subtlety. Possibly something that's rubbed off on you from your master.
The boy runs his hand down his arm. Smiles in a strange, idiotic way, almost a grimace of pain. A moment passes. There is the sound of the cuckoo's gentle cooing as he pulls the carriage and the driver behind him whistles some sea shanty and vast stretches of treeless plains and checkered earth roll past dressed in living golds and greens.
"Yes sir." The boy says. His neck is craned forward but his eyes matched with yours and daring you to shame him. The bruises on his arms and face do not inspire much confidence in a reply were you to do so. But you like his fire. "Not anymore though. She's sick now." He adds, turning away.
The diseases of the downtrodden, the desperate, are not unfamiliar to you. There was a time before your master took you on.
"Ye want the McKinley's house direct, do ye mister? Or shall I to the meeting place for all them committee?" The driver throws these words over his shoulder and follows with a wad of reditine and phlegm over the carriage side.
>To the McKinley house, might as well speak to the head of the farmers directly
>Better to meeting hall, the more people, the greater your chance of actually striking a deal
>To the house of one of the less prominent farmers, one with his crops unsold, you'll know him when you see him";
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String fullTitle = "Survival of the Weakest";
int postNumber = "3373008";
String image = "KoboHeader.png";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)17:52:04";
String comment = "[In this world the strong survive and the weak perish, but this is a story about making the best of the worst situation. Survival of the Weakest!]
You wake up bleary eyed, and remembering your situation you poke your head out from beneath your hole. You slowly scan your surrounding with your slit-eyes, looking for any potential danger. It's just after dusk, and the darkness aids your vision greatly. You see nothing but tall grass, thick bushes, and strong trees lit up by what little moonlight is getting through the canopy.
You twitch your scaled tail in the hole nervously. Ever since your nest was destroyed you haven't been able to get a good nights sleep. Those foul adventurers destroyed everything and took no prisoners. Many brave kobolds died that night. In fact, you aren't entirely sure anyone else survived. You ended up having to flee westward into the forest to avoid detection, and not knowing where else to go, you just kept wandering. You haven't even strayed far from the nest, but you are pretty sure you heard going far enough west will lead to the ocean. It's a good a destination as any. At least there are tasty fish in the ocean and rats and crab hiding among the rocks.
Your thoughts are pulled away from food and you duck your head back slightly. Light from a fire suddenly flickers up nearby, startling you. You quietly crawl out of the hole beneath the thorn bush you dug and grab your things along with it. A fire means at least somewhat intelligent creatures. If you're lucky, it's some fool just setting up camp, which means you may be able to steal some supplies. Stealthily, you make your way towards the fire...
[Continued in the next post...]";
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String fullTitle = "Quest Beyond the Gate: Chapter 98";
int postNumber = "3373391";
String image = "portal-to-another-world-fantasy-hd-wallpaper-1920x1200-4147.jpg";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)19:30:55";
String comment = ">/qst/ Thread Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
>QM Twitter: twitter.com/SmileytheQM
>General Info (Updated as I go): http://pastebin.com/ffH25ciB
>Spell List: https://pastebin.com/FrWimshH
>Quest Summary (up to chapter 38): https://pastebin.com/9aNStLUp
You awaken the next morning with Pip still curled up beside you, the arm with the bracelet draped across your chest. It's been glowing all night, casting its rainbow lights around the tent despite the fact that she's been sleeping.
Is the device in the bracelet defective? It shouldn't still be running like this... maybe it can run on ambient mana since it's so small. In that case, it'd have to be manually turned on and off.
When she wakes up you'll have to ask if she can test it. For now you'll just cover it because the light is actually kind of annoying. Thankfully these winter tents are pretty thick, so no one on the outside will have seen the lightshow. You're pretty sure no one heard you last night either. Pip is quiet.
You look over and check your timekeeper. It's still early-ish. You'd love to sleep in and snuggle with Pip a while longer, but Lyvia will be bursting in any second now. So you give Pip's shoulder a shake.
"Mmgmmm..." She says, as she stirs and opens her eyes. "G'murn'n Yuusk..."
"Sleep well?" You ask.
She lets out a yawn and stretches herself out, sitting up in the process. "Feels like it" She says, looking down at herself. She seems confused for a moment, but it passes. "Oh yeah... we did the thing"
"We did" You say.
She looks at herself, then at the bracelet, then at you. "Does this make me a gold digger?" She asks. "It kinda makes me feel like one..."
"Well... do you only like me because I bought you a nice thing?" You ask.
"I liked you before this..." She says. "Just... it's so nice that I kinda... I dunno"
"If it helps, I don't think you're a gold digger" You say. "This sorta thing is more in trophy wife territory anyway..."
Pip whacks you with a pillow.
>We should get dressed
>Tell her you need to test the bracelet
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String fullTitle = "Saiyan Conqueror Quest 82";
int postNumber = "3371811";
String image = "9D451E35-F020-433B-8EEA-1A0C8DC978FD.jpg";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)10:55:34";
String comment = "Twelve years ago, the warrior race known as the Saiyans were annexed into Emperor Freeza’s army. Since that fateful day, the Saiyans have earned their title of warrior race as Freeza’s most powerful soldiers, leading the charge onto hundreds of worlds and destroying those who oppose Lord Freeza’s rule. As mighty conquerors crushing all resistance, the Saiyans have earned their reputation as Freeza’s most powerful subjects. The larger than life tales of the Saiyans, and especially the Super Saiyans, have spread to every corner of the universe. With the Covenant’s failed 30,000-warship siege of New Salda televised live across the civilized universe, as well as the more recent demon invasion transmitted out live, the Saiyans have earned their reputation as the strongest fighters in the universe.
Welcome to Saiyan Conqueror Quest, currently Age 743. You the players control Karn, a Saiyan with a base powerlevel of 4,145,000, a general in Lord Freeza’s army, mate to Meloka, father of many, champion of New Salda, wielder of the Stand Dragon Force, and as “The Dragon of New Salda” you are the symbol of the PTO’s might across the stars. But for now it seems like there is a peace settling, the likes of which the Saiyan race has never before known. But how long will this hard-earned peace last?
Character Sheet, powerlevels, and other pastebins: https://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQ
Archive link: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
>20 minute votes, 3 votes minimum to proceed
>Only first 3 correctly rolled die count, best of 3 wins
>If any two roll posts are within the same second, they will be counted as one roll and I’ll take the higher number(s)
>When votes are given, DO NOT pick every option. Pick -NO MORE THAN- two options, unless stated otherwise
>Crits are nat 100, unless otherwise noted(a 99 may net you an extra bonus)
>Crit fails will count ONLY if a 1 is rolled and no roll passes the DC, OR two 1s are rolled
>Two 1s will OVERRIDE a 100, resulting in a catastrophic crit failure
>I hold final say on any/all decisions
>Write-ins are both allowed and encouraged, but can and will be shut down at my discretion
>I can change any of the above rules at any time for any reason whatsoever
Quest will usually start every Saturday at 11am EST, and run throughout the entire weekend. Also, for updates or schedule changes follow me on twitter @GrandDragonQM
Current Arc: Spoils of War
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String fullTitle = "I Am A Shinobi (A Naruto AU)";
int postNumber = "3366090";
String image = "lock.jpg";
String date = "03/20/19(Wed)22:17:36";
String comment = "My last silver coin glints in the afternoon light as the shopkeeper flips it between pudgy fingers.
I tap my foot against the wooden floor, then drum my fingers against my thigh. The shopkeeper squints a bit, examining the face on the coin – some Hyuga lord, long dead. I chew on the inside of my cheek, run my hands through my hair, and try my best to suppress a sigh.
Apparently I don’t do a good enough job, because the shopkeeper glances over at me. “Quit fidgeting,” he tells me, moving the coin a bit so it catches the sun again. “And keep your hands where I can see them.” Behind him, a shadow flickers ever so slightly, and for a moment he looks like he’s about to turn towards it.
“They’re right here,” I tell him, holding my hands. The movement brings his attention back around towards me. “And I’m not fidgeting, I’m just waiting. Patiently.”
The shopkeeper grunts. “You call that patient?”
“Pretty patient, yeah,” I say. “Not a lot of people that’d wait twenty minutes for you to decide whether you’re gonna let them pay you.”
“There’s something funny about this coin,” the shopkeeper says simply. He’s still watching me out of the corner of his eye, I can tell. Behind him, a figure shifts in the shadows – I wait with bated breath, but he doesn’t seem to notice
“It’s good silver,” I say.
“Heard that one before.”
I scowl. In retrospect, the counterfeiting scheme was bone of my worst. “But it’s true this time,” I tell him. “Come on, I’ve gotta eat here.”
“We’ve all gotta eat, boy.” The shopkeeper turns the silver coin over one last time, then shakes his head. “Not worth it,” he says, flipping it back to me.
I watch it sail past me and bounce across the floor, too shocked to even react. “What are you doing?”
“Something I should’ve done a long time ago,” the shopkeeper says. “I want you out of my shop, boy. You ain’t worth the trouble anymore.”
“Is it not enough?” I ask. “Cause I can get more. I mean, not right now, but in a couple days I could pay you double. Triple! Uh, whatever comes after triple.”
The shopkeeper jabs his thumb towards the door. “I’ve said my piece. Your money’s no good here, bother someone else for a change.”
I grind my teeth, eyes flickering between the shopkeeper and the door. He eyes me warily, and the longer I stand there the more his hand creeps toward the underside of the counter. He’ll have a knife strapped there, or a crossbow, and the last thing I need is to get stabbed or shot again.
“Have it your way then,” I snarl, stalking over to where the silver coin had come to a rest. I snatch it and hold it up to him. “Perfectly good silver right here, someone’ll take it.”
“Sure,” the shopkeeper says, in a tone that plainly indicates he doesn’t believe a word of it. “Out with you then.”
There’s still faint movement in the back, so I pull the edges of my mouth apart and stick out my tongue. The shopkeeper looks less the amused, but the face buys time for the movement to cease.";
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String fullTitle = "A Thief's Quest: 2nd Run";
int postNumber = "3373494";
String image = "Quest Header 2.jpg";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)19:56:26";
String comment = "As the name implies, this is a quest where you'll be playing a thief, and stealing everything not nailed down. And some things that are. You're staying in the city of your birth, Aquilla. The City of Rain. Where you'll be making your living as a thief and trying to get by as best as possible.
I will write up the life of our young thief Ailas, a half elf who has just truly begun his career as a thief. You will be given prompts to direct him. Some things will require a dice roll to determine success or failure or something else entirely. Write In's are absolutely encouraged but I reserve the right to torpedo anything.
The voting period will last around 15 minutes or more after the prompts are given. I will then announce the voting closed and write up the chosen response.
We will be using 1d100 and 1d20 most of the time here. Best of three. We might use something else when applicable. I'll be running with a loose sort of degrees of success/failure thing here so no hard and fast DCs.
Here's where the info on mechanics, characters, and inventory is. Once I write it.
Follow me here for updates on runtimes and whatnot.
Here's the collection of past threads. And my other quest. Give the ones you like a thumbs up, helps let me know I'm doing it right.
Let's have some fun."
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String fullTitle = "Pokemon Poorfag Quest Slot #3";
int postNumber = "3372999";
String image = "1552093741865s.jpg";
String date = "03/23/19(Sat)17:48:42";
String comment = "The battles go by in quick succession as you return to the old rhythms and paces of battle. If only it had ended as well as it began.
The blonde. Samantha, but call her Sam. Venonaut vs. meowth, a close match, a win, but the second meowth puts Venonaut out of commission. A well-placed scratch to the eyes that draws red and purple blood. Nidoran makes short work of the rest. Carrie, just Carrie, just a few years older than your sister, but more serious than the others. Cathy, never Catherine.
There was a never chance of a loss, not with the level difference, not if you maintained a clear mind and the fighting spirit your father drilled into you "by hand", sometimes by belt.
It comes down to the last match, Cathy-not-Catherine. A young girl like Carrie, just begun her journey all the way from Olivine City, a farmgirl. The gym there wouldn't let her in because she was too young, so she journeyed here. One jigglypuff after another, kicked into submission.
And then she shows up.
She's just there suddenly, in the crowd, sticking out even among all these beauty queens. She doesn't wear her hair pink anymore, just plain black, the only touch of that old color, the scrunchie that she uses to tie the strands back in a tail. She's an elite now, even if a reserve, but she still prefers the low-cut cut-off jeans and the knee length striped socks and the sneakers. The sign on the gym says, "The incredibly pretty girl!" and it's true Bridget can turn heads even in one of her jumpsuits, but Whitney is on another planet.
And so, you're distracted and Cathy is on point and in the zone. A level difference doesn't mean squat before a sudden imbalance in management. Nidoran goes down hard.
You still have growlithe, but now you're embarrassed and you'd rather not embarrass yourself any further. At least her boytoy isn't here, that would've been just too much.
>Better save the trump card for when you need it, call it quits here
>Keep going, keep cool, win this and you can grab the full pass and challenge Bridget
>Take a timeout, it's only a few minutes will void the formality of the match, but maybe you can try to clear your head and save face";
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String fullTitle = "Standard Fantasy Nation Builder - THREAD 2";
int postNumber = "3366973";
String image = "WIP map.png";
String date = "03/21/19(Thu)11:10:29";
String comment = "Welcome to Standard Fantasy Nation Builder. First, start with providing description of your future nation.
>General location:(mountains, jungle, plains, ocean, lake, etc.)
>Fluff about nation:
>Fluff about leader:
>General magic practises or other speciality (for a magic-related bonus, can be replaced with tech or situational bonus, too, so it doesn't have to be magic, but make it ONE)
Don't fill this in:
>Military: 100 Soldiers
>Power level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
Keep it short, but more than just a single sentence. I won't read your novel, but I would still like to get some info on your nation.
I'll look through them and provide bonuses (and penalties) based on the description.
Previous thread: >>3337052
New players welcomed, with catch-up rolls awaiting.";