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(You Are A) Craigslist Killer Quest 4

!!xOmJx180n/v ID:M21xndfR No.5301379 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
Here you go, abducting hotties and dropping bodies again!

Quick recap of where you left off last time on (You Are A) Craigslist Killer Quest:
-You've got Mandie B. Reckin-Dwith bound and gagged in your basement, and you've begun brainwashing her to "forgive" your rapacity.
-You're about to get a second playmate: Black Rose. You've also got nearly a dozen other enticing contacts on craigslist you could pursue later.
-Commissioner Seth's son "Scrawny" Ronny is getting off the hook for Lon Lemmings' manslaughter with your help. You're pinning it on Rick Rippler, his water polo teammate and partner-in-crime.
-After a long day at work, and a quick Craigslist purchase, you get hungry and decide to bring home V-Burger for you and Mandie.
-The murderlust is getting out of control... You've got to mutilate another body, soon...


Find threads 1-3 here for the full scoop: suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Fae+Smelter


Let's continue, Junior Detective.


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Your antique Lincoln Continental's trunk and seats are still jam-packed full of surplus junk and torture paraphernalia from the isolated ranch with the ancient farmer's ancient widow.

You're puttering along towards home, dreading the leftover baked cod dinner you face. Your stomach gurgles internally almost like the sound of an arterial blood spray. You make the easiest decision all day and pull into the drive-thru of Velton's favorite burger joint. V-Burger.

There are only a few trucks and a minivan in front of you, holding up the line. Around the old-school/classic/original/basic restaurant aesthetic, white/red stripes and all, the sound of Solid Gold Oldies and Doo-Wop music flood the speakers.
>You tap your fingers on the steering wheel to the soothing melodies!
>You wish they were playing KTWRP with DJ Boogie Jay Skeeter, he'd have some sick sounds to slay these suckers with.
>You claw at your temples and hold your palms over your ears. Make this cacophony stop!!!
>Write in - ???

You drive up to the big illuminated plastic and fiberglass menu. You manually crank the window open and hurriedly tap the steering wheel without looking at the blinding-bright menu. You already know what you want.

<span class="mu-b">**KA-CHRRRrrrrRRRRRRrrrrRRRRKKH "Uhhhhhh"**</span>

Ahh, finally, the employee pipes in to kindly greet you and take your order.

Quite unlike V-Burger's patented and standard Stellar Service (TM), you are loudly yawned at and then boringly greeted by a cocky and obviously uninterested young man over the burger joint's intercom.

<span class="mu-b">**"Yeah, like... What do you want?"**</span> You hear a murmur in the background of the microphone's input. <span class="mu-b">**"Oh, uh, like, uh, would you like a... pftthmhmmhmmpffffttttt a, uh, 'V-Baby Burger Combo' with free promo toy from uhh... Toy Story: Revenge of the Sith?"**</span>
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Pizzeria Quest

ID:r/iqyV9U No.5314576 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
Pizzeria Quest Continued:

Archives: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1nm4wIIRm_qLE6QXMl2oxf8TYqE7apKWw3_Nbl2vmONc/edit?usp=sharing

(Links to various Days/Nights up to the current one are at the top of the Archive)

Prior thread:
>>5272702

*CREDIT TO STARCHY FOR THE ART
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Shinobi Sidestory Quest #40

!!mceqYMwptbm ID:8WPPOcWj No.5296476 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
You are Uzumaki Naori, village head of Amegakure and its representative to the Shinobi Alliance. You followed in the footsteps of your mentor Konan, and in those of her former comrades in the old Akatsuki, who themselves once followed in the footsteps of another man. It’s that man’s memory, transmitted to you second-hand, that comes to mind now. In a sense you could say that you’ve become the ‘Hanzō’ to this generation’s Sannin - you may not be able to match them for power anymore, but Hanzō wasn’t just known for overwhelming raw power either.

It’s a frantic, rapid-fire brawl between Momoshiki, Naruto, and Sasuke which follows your decision to momentarily tap out. You follow every move carefully from both your perspective and Nyoka-han’s above, each attack, every taijutsu exchange, every ninjutsu right down to the last hand seal. All the while the storm builds. When you feel the time is right and that Sasuke can see you properly, you flip a hiraishin-marked kunai into the air to signal your intent.

When you’re finally in motion, it’s over in an instant.

A clever shell game with transformed clones sees Naruto emerge from what had looked like a folding shuriken, and throw a rasenshuriken which Momoshiki tries to absorb. That rasenshuriken however turns out to be Sasuke, who drops the transformation at the last instant before ramming his sword through Momoshiki’s palm.

“Damn you!” Momoshiki roars, staggering back, not even realizing that three things happen in such quick succession that even you might’ve had trouble telling which event happened first were it not your own plan you were executing.

Natural lightning strikes Umekiri’s blade and then, in the same instant, Momoshiki backs onto the blade even as the lightning is striking it - your body now being behind him. All he sees at first is the blade protruding from his chest, all he feels is the nothingness of immense power flowing through his body. Only then does he realize what happened just an instant before the lightning strike - Sasuke used his rinnegan to swap the positions of his sword and the kunai you were flipping through the air.



“This is why the taboo exists,” Momoshiki admits. “Breeding with lesser beings is certainly distasteful, but it also introduces unpredictable mutations. Some of these mutants may be undesirable, but on occasion…”

“One surpasses your ability to contain it.”

“Typically the answer is to use kāma to take over that individual’s body and replace them with a new copy of the Ōtsutsuki they managed to kill,” Momoshiki glares at you. “Unfortunately I have never had to resort to such a thing. Had I previously in the past, perhaps I would not be in this situation now.”

“This situation, meaning facing death.”

“Precisely.”
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Panzer Commander Quest #77

!!Pg7IW6v75om ID:97dcJkF2 No.5285388 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
“Loch. You’ve come back to have a talk about the grander schemes of our world, I take it.”

“Why, Ganze, I could very well have been asking if you’d like to go out to a Vitelian bistro. A more inland styled one, not so fond of Halmeggian obsessions with seafood.”

“We could certainly not go together. If you are feeling like eating such, you could merely ask for it here.”

“You’re not in a good mood, are you? Why, has the object of affection assigned for you not been feeling like coming any closer?”

“Yours neither, Loch.”

“You wound me. That does remind me, though…did some of our friends have to die? I was under the impression that regrettable losses were a mistake.”

“On some level they were. On another they weren’t Sigmund would have understood. I’d like to believe he does, at least. Don’t you agree?”

“Somewhat. Though I wonder if your conflict would be the same as mine if there was a similar regrettable loss for you.”

“Humph. So I take it that she asked you about him, and you had no answer to give?”

“She had her suspicions. I told her nothing that was secret. As unsatisfied as I am with some things, there is a greater purpose in motion. Alexander’s ambition, that his life was too brief to see through, and his ideology too self-centered and flawed to accomplish with what time he had. That for the sake of its greatness to come, Humanity must become something beyond its individual parts. A Grand Organism, a proper sum of its history, accomplishments, and potential.”

“How many decades were spent by our friends and mentors for such a lofty dream.”

“Alexander thought it might be like raising a dog, or perhaps a child. As one of his position and ego was wont to do. He himself was not evolved enough in his thinking, because of that view of himself as such an individual force. His ambition would have been more like raising a tree. Perhaps even a forest.”

“And here we are, perhaps able to see this orchard bear fruit, perhaps not.”

“Yet for how many decades one plan was in motion, how many centuries were the others making for a similar plan? They will stand in our way, if they are not already. Regardless of what of their whims we fulfill. Yet you’ve come to me to bemoan that a woman does not favor you?”

“I am frustrated, admittedly. We are brethren. You were hiding nothing from me, were you?”

“Of course not. Never. Are you from me?”

“My answer is the same as yours.”

“Then we are in agreement. There are other matters to speak of, while we are on this track. The troubles to the west are set to intensify once more. We ought to hold some meetings to see what we can do about them.”

“Yet we have our own internal difficulties, Ganze. Hence why I am remaining home so much longer now. I’m not cowering here like a whipped dog.”

“Yes…the situation is not good, but I believe in us. In our people. We will find some way to overcome. We have sufficient might and will for that.”

“Most certainly.”
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Mahou Shoujo Academia

ID:XTPUNKox No.5290397 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
Five millennia have passed since the fall of the Machine Builders, or so the textbooks say.

You live in the World Reborn, beneath the light of the second sun whose name is Wisdom. A million miles beneath your feet - perhaps even further than that - the corpse of the first sun spins upon its midnight axis as a horrific reminder of mankind's hubris. Smothered in a dense and loathsome smog of corruption, it drinks in all light an births foul demons into the world. Yet without that hateful undead star holding everything together by its gravity, the flying islands of the World Reborn would scatter beyond the astral strata and into the cold void of space. All life would be choked out, the winds of life would disperse into the void...

...or so the textbooks say. Little enough is known about the Black Star Below, and few who enter into the lowest strata where the mists of corruption grow dense and one can behold its horrific emptiness return to tell the tale. Either they are consumed by the star or the creatures that it births, or its darkness taints their minds and drives them beyond the precipice of madness. All that is known for sure is that those mists birth the greatest threat to humanity.

(Aside from other humans, of course)

Demons. The Star-Spawned. Wretched abominations spat out by the corpse of the first sun, rapacious beasts that know only of madness, chaos, and destruction. Those unlucky enough to survive one of their attacks will eventually succumb to their madness, their humanity eroding away from exposure to the Black Star's taint. When they broke the first sun in their quest for infinite energy, the Machine Builders unleashed these threats upon the Old World, and beneath the weight of these threats their once glorious civilization fell.

But before they fell, they left behind one last gift for their descendants - the second sun named Wisdom, and the stars that gathered around Him. His light cleansed the taint from the highest strata of the World Reborn, and His greatest warriors - the Magical Girls - drove the demons back into the Mists from whence they came.

Those times are long past. Outside of the lowest strata, attacks by the Star-Spawned are incredibly rare. But the Magical Girls who protect humanity retain their prestige, serving as Wisdom's hands upon the earth to keep the peace among humanity... and answer Demonic activity with overwhelming firepower. Every child wants to be one when they grow up, and many have the spark to join the Magical Girl Reserve.
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Piora

ID:wmMAcwTr No.5320193 View ViewReplyOriginalReport
Piora: a world of technology and magic.
This world has a mountain of setting detail that would be a pain to compile, but questions are welcome (i have run dnd games in this world for years now).
The gist is, there exists certain advanced technology, like FTL travel and body enhancements, but with certain retrofuturist elements (computers are pretty slow and clunky, and guns/lasers are almost nonexistent.) Certain planets are completely isolated from the greater galaxy, and the people live pre-industrial lives. Planets orbiting the same star are called "Clusters". Magic exists, but is quite rare since technology has come to dominate most elements of life. There are several factions, including the Legion, who hoard magic for their own ends, and the Rats, who are sort of a mechanics' union.

You are Calliope Shortsong: part of a species called 'Unhumans', who are largely thought to have deviated from humans due to magical influence. You have red skin and large horns like trees growing out of your head. You have just left behind your second in command, and only friend, Warren. You are heading to his home, an isolationist floating island called Anima, in search for the final secret that will allow him to awaken his magical potential. You both (tentatively) serve a god you do not yet know the name of, who is the source of Warren's magic power. You are, as far as you know, the only person in this hot and sweaty galaxy who has a gun. It's only an advantage if it's used with the element of surprise; any magic user worth their salt could deflect bullets, easy. You have just arrived on the planet Exka, where Anima resides. What do you do?

>Go to the library to research
>See if you have any underworld contacts who might help
>Meditate in your room to see if your god will offer advice
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Evolution Skirmish

!!dRaoHSlU++3 ID:8TILJRqh No.5316452 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
<span class="mu-i">For a young race interstellar war is unfathomable. The distances between worlds are vast and the time frames stretch over decades. A battle may be long over by the time reinforcements arrive, a force’s weapons obsolete before their first deployment. Worse still each world is unique, differences in gravity, atmospheric pressure and temperature ranges mean a warmachine that dominates one planet becomes useless on another.

Any military force deployed abroad would have to be capable of adapting to the conditions on site. It must be self-replicating and self-improving; it must be capable of evolution…

So it was when the Architects went to war with the Engineers. The former deployed advanced AI cores capable of analysing planetary conditions and fabricating drones suited to local environment. The latter deployed a genetically engineered swarm of warrior creatures that could rapidly evolve to overcome any threats encountered.

These two philosophies, similar yet different in subtle ways, would be pitted against each other across countless worlds…
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>cont
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Dragonborn Antipaladin Quest Volume 2

ID:fvue3CqN No.5307134 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
All across the surface-world, on this very day, mammalian children wake up in their warm, soft, decadent beds. They wake up screaming, scrying, wailing for their milk-laden birth-giver or hairy, sweaty male progenitor. They dreamt last night—dreamt ancestral drams, dreams of an age before they rose up to steal the beauty and wealth of the world from your ancestors—from you! But when they dream… When they suffer their most terrifying nightmares… It is because they dream of you. They dream of their smallness, their weakness, their helpless insignificance… They dream of teeth, and talon, of wings like thunderclouds and breath like lightning. They dream of fire, and hurricanes, and death made flesh!

They dream of DRAGONS.

You are the Dragonborn—well, A Dragonborn, the smaller and lesser of the two extant examples of that secret project. In a small, subterranean bae, the Reptilian Master Race created you—as you brother before you, as the eggs which now incubate and ready to hatch thereafter—to reignite the dying embers of an ancient dream: the Age of Scales, the Age of Dragons!... Or so you were raised to believe.

In recent months, you have learned the terrible truth: you are a degenerate dead-end, product of a half-human mother and her politicking and mystical meddling. You have scarcely a drop of dragonblood to speak of. However, you have not given into existential despair… And why should you? Despite your inborn deficiencies, you have made great strides which none can deny! You have…

>Befriended (if you can truly call you vitriolic back-and-forth banter ‘friendship’) your oldest adversary, the novice fleshweaver of a daughter of your home base’s chief Chaplain
>Adventured with the oldest, truly-draconic Dragonborn, who you hold as a dear brother
>Uncovered dark secrets of the Dark Gods, including a well-hidden disunity in their ranks and a plot by one of them to outright replace you with bug-people
>Acquired and earned the allegiance of a band of outcasts, half-breeds, and degenerates
>Befriended (if you can call her constant attempts to get you to impregnate her for possibly-nefarious purposes ‘friendship’) the heir-apparent of those bug-people
>Adventured your way through the darkest parts of the underground
>Partied with dark eves and destroyed a legendary monster which had plagued them for generations
>Defeated a renegade kobold demon-cult, slaying its leader and capturing his demon
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/conqst/ China Edition #1

ID:nh2Fe7zq No.5316015 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
Read the rules: https://pastebin.com/hQMZiGUM.
How to play: https://pastebin.com/ehJnx9SL

The dice you put in the "options" box is:
dice+1d10

>What is /conqst/?
/conqst/ is a 4Chan story-telling, strategy game that is just like Risk but allows you to have more freedom in defining your civilization. Build your nation on the path that you choose, be it war, economical, benevolence, pious, or just plain chaotic. You tell the story of how your nation thrives in this ever-changing world. Just remember one thing: Your ultimate goal is to conquer the world.

>Can I join?
If there's any territory shaded in white, yes. If there isn't any, some players may be nice enough to give you land or allocate a puppet state. If not, then you could wait until the next game (or when I kick out inactive players).

>How hard is it to learn how to play this game?
It's better for you to learn as you go, but its not difficult to play. You start with 5 territories as one nation, expand until you can't expand, and choose to attack, fortify, and/or defend. Plain and simple. You also get +1 attack and +1 defense for every certain amount of territories you own, and gain National Strength (NS) and gold every roll.
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Star Wars: Remnant Captain Quest 8

!!4BcvMXvDsEe ID:PzBVNDXt No.5307423 View ViewReplyLast 50OriginalReport
Following the Emperor's death at Endor, the once unstoppable Galactic Empire has cracked and began to crumble. While the members of the Rebel Alliance come together to form the NEW REPUBLIC, the remnants of the Empire begin to tear themselves apart at the hands of IMPERIAL WARLORDS who each seek to install them-self as the next emperor. With nearly half the galaxy in the hands of the New Republic, the IMPERIAL REMNANT seems powerless to stop the rebel advance.

Among the soldiers and sailors of the WARLORDS, terror and hope fills men and women in varying forms, as those who serve seek their calls of duty and responsibility, surviving just to live another day in a galaxy without order....

>previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Remnant+Captain

Up to date Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/w3n6dkqR

You are Commander Slythas Caimes, currently aboard a shuttle, and heading to Coronet City, as the biggest battle you've ever participated in
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