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 No.742473[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

The party have completed their first mission for the Spacers' Guild, being accepted as recruits for the budding organization. With the help of their new companion Chekhooves and a chipper kirin named Luv, assistant of their employer Ochi, the party have departed on their next mission: hunting down a rogue robot on a remote jungle planet…
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 No.748323

>>748320
>>748321
"Ah dammit! Eh yes and no. Figured he was smart though…"

 No.748324

>>748320
Vandal skates after, not trying to cramp on his vibe by trying to be pushy. She simply follows along and hopes the walk heads somewhere she can break the ice.

[1d10] explore nav

Roll #1 4 = 4

 No.748325

>>748323
"Not smart enough, it seems. What should we do now?"

 No.748326

>>748320
Gale walks over to the people messing with the shopkeeper. "Hey, boss told us to call it off. Turns out this guys all payed up on debts." He says, trying a big bluff.

Persuasion [1d10]

Roll #1 7 = 7

 No.748327

>>748325
I unno, you want or need anything?" she said starting to walk with him looking for a new weapon mod place


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 No.743347[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

You have all been summoned to the sleepy town of Farmington, a majority pony village far from any sort of excitement. The word you had all gotten was that the dead were not resting quietly in the town's graveyard anymore and that a few people, mostly young, had gone missing. After arriving you are all greeted by boarded up windows and sandbag walls between the town and cemetery guarded by under-armed and untrained militia.

The mayor informs you that there have been more ponies taken, ranging in age from older adolescents to young adults. There have also been several grizzly murders done along the outskirts of town. The bodies of all the victims so far have been cremated as a precaution. She tells you that everyone here is terrified and that you should all not expect much in the way of help or support until until proof can be brought back that the threat has been taken care of. All she has to offer you is two potions of remove curse and a warning to stick together in the graveyard.

You are also given a warning to not go digging or grave robbing while seeking out the threat. According to town legend a great mage by the name of Lilly Vest lived in the a very long time ago. Supposedly she cast a spell of protection on the graveyard after a gang of diamond dog corpse thieves struck it. The most popular version of the legend says that anyone digging around in there would wake up every last corpse and bring them down atop their own head. No one here has ever tested it themselves or has the magical skill to investigate it. Rumor has it that wandering troublemakers occasionally vanish near the cemetery, and that things that go missing after strangers come through town sometimes turn up atop old graves.

After that the mayor hurried you all on your way, urging you to start your work while daylight still remains. She has a town meeting to call to reassure her people, she said, but is confident you will do just fine without her. The jumpy town militia was also quite happy to point you towards the cemetery gates, and even happier to stay behind their barricades.

The sky was already overcast and grey, but when you enter the graveyard it gets even worse. It takes your eyes time to adjust to the unnatural gloom after passing through the bone yard's iron gate. Fog fills the air and rests in a thick blanket on the ground. It swirls slowly around your legs and obscures your vision beyond a dozen meters or so. The cold, clammy air doesn't rPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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 No.748927

>>748925
Morning grunted and tried to keep at the wall as she had her Abomination get back up to keep fighting the wall.

[1d10] Break dammit.

[1d10] Get up

Roll #1 9 = 9 / Roll #2 6 = 6

 No.748928

>>748925
Springs and gears go flying every which way as the vampire digs into the robot.
Perlite's mechanical minion loses 4 Hits.

>>748926
You aren't too skilled at physical combat, and the vampire easily tosses you aside after finishing his spell.
You lose 3 Hits.
Next time you go Helpless you won't be able to get up on your own.

>>748927
You kick at a few of the cracked stones and are able to pulverize them. The air that comes out of the holes you make is cold and stale, but the holes aren't big enough to see much through yet. The zombie continues to attack you while you don't fight back, and is finally able to drag you down to the ground. Your abomination gets back up.
Your abomination is no longer Helpless.
You are now Helpless.

The vampire splits apart into a large swarm of bats that fills the room.
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 No.748929

>>748928
I cry and plead to Celestia that we live, with enough strength to outlive this night at least. [1d10+3] Prayer of Healing

Roll #1 6 + 3 = 9

 No.748930

>>748928
Morning grunted and waited to see if the sisters spell came forward as she had her Abomination work to put the wall down as it was growing tedious.

[1d10] abomination

Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.748931

RIP


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 No.687100[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Temporary thread for Soul Quest this evening / any future instances where we can't play on our normal site, post your sheets for the 9th session of Soul Quest
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 No.747080

>>747070
>>747071
Yggdrasil snickers as Anima comments on Alexis' taste in stallions. "Leave it to the 'bad girl' to never know the appeal of a 'bad boy'."

"I think he's cute. He has hair, which is a step up from the last guy. Kind of reminds me of Diez when he was younger…" she says for a moment, then stopping herself short as the slightest bits of blush appear on her face. "Uh, looks like you two are having fun. Wouldn't mind riding one of those motorcycles, especially out in the woods."

>>747075
"I'd recommend Ajax to you but, you've already met him. Personally I don't have the patience for him," though she says in comment to her liking 'bulkier' guys, "Chrome Dome is pretty well built too, but I don't know what to do about the perpetual stick up his ass though. And again, bald."

 No.747081

>>747079
"That sounds like a pretty big misunderstanding. You two seemed more…familial? In the memories. I've never really had to deal with the jealousy thing. I've only really had the two long-term relationships and neither of them were taken at the time."
>>747080
"Whose Diex, one of the Twelve?"

 No.747082

>Anima may respond with sheet to previous post before next game

>>747081
"He is the Pegasus of the South. He's the most notorious, long-lived pirate in Tetran history so, you know, has that 'bad-boy' charm too." She rubs the back of her neck. "Way, way back I kind of had a thing for him but, I grew out of it. He was nicer than he looked but he's one of those guys who can just never be satisfied with what they have."

>>747070
>>747071
At one moment, the vision no longer focuses on the motorcycle, which pulls away out of sight and into the distance as the entire memory fades into black, more memories flushing by quickly by as the scene changes. For a moment, it goes on longer than it did during the last few shifts, but the memories slow to a stop as all three of the ponies hear the noise of screeching tires along the asphalt, followed by the hard thunk of an impact echoing throughout the darkness as the memories stop coming in.

For a moment after the screeching tires fade, the darkness around slowly starts to give away: Yggdrasil, Anima, and Alexis find themselves seated in a row of wooden pews in a pristine white church, surrounded by other ponies dressed in fine clothes. Among them Alexis recognizes several friends, including Bitter trying to comfort the zebra Kam, gripping his hooves. Light shines in through stained glass windows lining the walls, the one at the front depicting a setting sun at the front of the Church, and in front of the alter is an open casket, containing Alexis' body (dressed in a beautiful black dress with a veil over her face). Her father, mother (who is presently crying), and two brothers sit in the front row, heads held down as a song plays throughout the church, everyone silently listening to the hymn.
https://youtu.be/D_Y6m3btFls

Besides the three of you seated in the rows, you also witness Alexis' ghost, besides you as she looks on at the scene ahead, staring onward at the front as though in disbelief that this is Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

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 No.747094

>>747080

>"Hey, I was only half joking when I said I'd like to tie up Ajax," Anima laughs.


>>747082
>>747081

>Stormy looks around at the funeral with a sober expression. In particular, she spends a lot of time looking at Alexis's family.


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https://vocaroo.com/ahgNMyrfKsX

The party have acquired new provisions and narrowly escaped the clutches of the sinister Parliament, an insidious cult that rule over Last Hearth with an iron fist. Doing so was not without its toll, however. Violet fell in the encounter, her soul bound to a peculiar doll called a Crucible. Reviving her is possible, but will require time, sacrifice, and preparation.

Meanwhile, the Oneiromancer has stolen the body of the undead elk Etrigan, though through Zunden's intervention he remained by their side, having become one with the Fate's Fortune. The repercussions of this remain uncertain.

Licking their wounds, the party have continued on, at last reaching a safe haven for them; a far-flung swamp town known as Withick. Here they have quickly made a new ally in the form of Sprig, a genteel, slightly eccentric purveyor of antiquities who has a personal vendetta with Lysander. He was eager to form a bond with them, and will aid them in their endeavours. As one with some knowledge of magic, he has promised to lift a spell that renders a map unreadable to them, a map which may, fingers crossed, point them to a hidden place where they can safely hide the terrible Cuckoo's Egg.

In return for this, Sprig has asked them to investigate an anomaly: an entire complex of mysterious ruins has manifested itself into existence in the nearby wilds. A not unheard of phenomenon in the Echoes. Sprig has asked them to go there, scout the ruins, and come back with their findings, along with any trinkets and curios they may find there.

Time in Withick has not been uneventful for the party:

Lilura has found a new home in the castle of Caer Portach, working as a bar maid.

Aegis has left the party to pursue her own personal goals; namely, finding a way to seal her debt with Ragalaseab, and kill Lady Grosvenor.
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 No.743759

>>743756
"I guess we don't know she won't. But as far as I can tell it's our best option. But yeah. I don't plan on going in and just trying to chat her up or anything. We're going in with a mutually beneficial purpose. It'll still be dangerous, but…" I rub my eyes with the thumb and forefinger not stroking Vi. "Maybe we shouldn't all go in. It's not like having us all there would matter if we free her and she does decide to welch."

 No.743760

>>743757
''I disagree'' Aegis says, not taking her eyes off the Zweihander ''With the help of Dawn we might have uncovered a way to return, or at the very least, a hint, a step closer to the truth. I have no doubt in my heart that there is a way to traverse to the other side, and as long as I live I will seek it''
She turns to Gawain, facing him with her usual cold emotionless glare ''I must return to my family, and fulfill my duty, this is my way''

 No.743761

>>743738
Satisfied with my work, i unhook the flasks, transfer the poisons to the proper vials and go about cleaning out the equipment for later use.

 No.743762

>>743758
"It was, yeah." he says, sighing a little and smiling as he thinks back.

"And, I definitely don't envy what you had to do. I'm sorry things had to be so hard on you, Etrigan. You deserve a lot better… so, I'll do what I can to make things here more pleasant." he offers a smile.

 No.743763

>>743759
"Hm. I imagine we'll have to be forceful about it too. If she doesn't accept, this whole plan falls apart. We should have a backup plan in case of that."

>>743760
He looks surprised. "Oh? Well, Miss Dawn does seem quite the magical adept. I suppose if anyone could make progress towards such a historic revelation it's her." He looks through you. "If what you say is true, then I'd be going back as well. I have promises to keep. As do you, I'm sure."

>>743761
You finish your work and clean up the lab. The whole brewing process took most of the morning, but the results speak for themselves.

>>743762
He smiles back. "Thank you. I'm just doing my part to see this through. As we all must."


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 No.739619[Reply]

Hello, you, yes YOU will test drive my new CYOA!

This is the WIP header image, it's not done yet, as you can plainly see. What's the skinny? Read on…

https://zarciantundra.neocities.org/ This lays out some of the basics.

(YOU) are Curiosity/Wonder, a femanon/male-non sent to go to the Zarcian tundra. Your main character, as seen in the Twine game there, is Frost Shard.

More in the next post.


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 No.739120[Reply]

[This thread is a small excerpt to make up for a non present player.]

So there Luke is pissing on his shoes, stupid fuckin look on his trying to put two and two together.

"Why are you here?" He asks
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 No.739147

>>739143
Jean pops her sleepy head out of Luke's drawstring bag. "It sounds like a pretty good deal." She whispers in his ear.

 No.739148

>>739145
>>739146
"Aaalright, you guys sold me." Luke says all chummy about it.

 No.739149

>>739148
He presses a piece of paper into Luke's chest for him to accept "Here's a map to the room."

B Luke then spreads his limbs out in pose. "Normal Luke. Gauze me."

To which Normal Luke responds by hopping off the toilet and wrapping Business Luke in toilet paper.

"Thank Nero crystal ponies literally wipe their ass with gauze."

 No.739150

>>739120
And thats how a drunk, two retards, a cat and 3 assholes made a pact together. Promising to properly sedate Lukewarm with videogames and drugs while they impersonate him for a day.

FOR WHAT REASON, WHO KNOWS??? TUNE IN NEXT TIME WHEN VERBADOO ISN'T LATE TO THE SLOWEST GAME IN EQUESTRIA!

 No.739151

Thanks I hate it



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 No.731554[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYUF74K93IY

It is a lawless time in the galaxy. The recent years of war and turmoil have led to a fractured, chaotic society, rife with warlords, crime empires, private corporations, and other vying powers trying to stake their claims on this new wild world. The Republic of Selen, following their triumph over the Helian Empire, struggle to maintain their hold over the Realms.

In these times, mercenary outfits have become more and more common, hired by all manner of powerful figures to undertake whatever tasks need be. Spacers are a common sight, wandering from place to place, doing whatever work needs done, no questions asked. Groups of these mercenaries have formed, freelance, unaffiliated unions with little ties between its members.

It is to the best known of these, the Spacers' Guild, that our protagonists seek to pledge to, in hopes of ekeing out a living among the stars…
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 No.742922

>>742241
"I mean yeah like, we're not assholes. If you think this is a really bad call, we could call it off. We don't even own a ship proper yet so, just trying to make a few more credits is all." Vandal responds to Luv shrugging, leaning against a wall.

 No.742923

>>742241
"No comms and automated missle fire suggests this things been abandoned. Only have to wonder why."

 No.742924

>>742241
"Hrm… I'm not so sure about it, but if the crew's going, I'll be going."

 No.742925

>>742241
>>742922
"If you guys want I can cloak, pop in, and scout it out a little. Frank can pop one of his optical sensors out and fiddle with it too. Makes sort of a flying camera." She knits her brow and looks down at the sulking bot. "If I can pull him out of this little funk long enough to actually do it."

Frank hasn't moved since the hit from the missile and still lies slumped over, face down on the floor.

 No.742926

>>742241
"I am very much down to raid this place for a payday, If shit goes south we bail, but otherwise there's no point in not giving it a proper try."


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The land is sick and infected, decimated by war and apocalypse as the land Equestria was left seemingly irreversibly scarred. Countless millions were claimed by the cataclysm and its immediate aftermath, once bound pitiful lands made barren and empty as ponies and other creatures struggle to survive with the remnants of old world technology and food stores.

It has been many years since judgement day and you are one the survivors scraping by in this new age of ruin. Whether you walk the way of the tribal or cling to the technology supremacy of the old world, this will be your story to shape.

Name: Your identity.

Gender: Boy or girl?

Race: Each race has unique racial skills.

Class: Determines which skills you can take. Take a second class to become Multiclass.

Skills: You get 5 points to spend on skills. (3 if you are Multiclass)

Special Talent: A subject or activity you excel in.
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 No.728744[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Seeking refuge, the party have fled the Sands, staying hidden in the elusive town of Last Hearth. While they are safe from Lysander for now, they have found that Last Hearth comes with its own slew of problems. The borough is entirely controlled by a party of elites known as the Parliament, keeping hegemony over all its residents in the form of imposing constructs.

While exploring, the party have discovered several things:

The Keepers, mechanical sentinels that watch over Last Hearth, are in fact composed of the corpses of captured criminals.

Several areas of Last Hearth are marked as "Condemned" - though what this means and why is unclear.

The Parliament are a reclusive cabal, operating in and around a building known as the Parliament House.

An event known as the Night of the Hunt has been organized, due to happen in two weeks. This involves the mass slaughter of slaves purchased from the nefarious Chanticleers, and the subsequent reclaiming of their corpses to a place called Morrilcole, though to what end is unclear.

Perhaps most importantly for the party, Silver and Aegis have met a waif called Lilura. Afflicted with a disease that renders her vulnerable to fractures, Lilura has been pining to escape Last Hearth for a long time. She has offered to trade her entire supply of stockpiled goods in exchange for being smuggled out.
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 No.737213

>>737212
The compass spins in circles wildly before vaguely pointing southeast.

 No.737214

>>737213
Well, this is as good a lead as any. I just hope whoever stole Ri doesn't kill her before I get to them. I pull my crossow and try to beeline toward where the compass points, not totally confident I can keep up with someone with wings. If I can just draw a bead on them at a moderate diatance then that shouldn't be an issue, but even that feels like a long shot.

 No.737215

>>737214
Following the compass doesn't accomplish much. Following it directly just takes you to a solid wooden wall, taking you away from the marketplace.

Captain Marques catches up to you with a frown. "What happened? Why did you run?"

 No.737216

>>737215
"They stole my rat for some reason. I heard wings. Not sure if it was a bird or something like a a griffon, but whoever it was decided my rat was more interesting, stole her, and flew away." I look down at the compass again. "As long as they don't decide to get rid of her for one reason or another-" Hopefully especially because they don't need most of her parts. "Then I should still be able to track her. Unless you guys usually have incidents with crows or magpies or some echoes equivalent this might actually be our pickpocket. Just not really sure why they took Ri."

 No.737217

>>737216
"A bird? That'd be a first. We didn't see any griffons or pegasi take off. Very strange. We'll have to keep searching, but it won't be easy. Especially not if whatever this is is camped outside the walls. In the meantime, keep an eye on that compass of yours. With any luck, it won't lose the trail."


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 No.731648[Reply]

Ive got a quest for you guys come on out for the greatest party of your entire life every single pony is welcome

 No.731732

Thanks anyway /sp/ but I went to one in real life instead. TV was too loud, my feet hurt, and I wished I was at home playing games.



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