After everything you accomplished, in the end it somehow still came to this.
The cold metal of the prisoner transport's walls greet you with a pristine and sterile silence. Clean isn't the right word for this place though, it would leave a bad taste in your mouth to call this vehicle 'clean'. You look down at your hands and legs, heavy metal rings tightly bound to your wrists and ankles stand as areminder of your status as a prisoner. Emotion seizes you, anger, sadness, despair,... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Information: Taking a mission put out by King Vegeta himself, Daikon and his crew travelled to a planet called Zodge in search of a renegade Saiyan Warrior named Tato. The mission did not go as planned, and, while successful, everyone was injured, particularly Azu and Daikon. Now the pods speed back toward Planet Vegeta
Post any art requests you have ITT. Keep in mind, the drawfriends are doing this for free, so do not be surprised or upset if they gloss over your post. Just be patient, and bump your request ONE time, every 24 hours after posting it. Don't be a jerk and immediately repost your request because you don't like the FREE art you received.
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You take the rest of the day to get acquainted with Sneasel again. You’ve swapped Devon back to the professor for now. Even though you and Vance didn’t make any official trade, you thought it best to avoid any potential rule violations at the league. Plus Devon has a chance to relax there after his strenuous match. The professor assures you he’s fine and is enjoying playing with the others.
Although he’s Vance’s Pokemon, you’ve developed a strong rapport. Robin is mostly busy working on her own strategies, while Jeanine and Clair float between you and her,... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
well last I was playing Dungeons the Dragoning, so The Eldarin are now The Conclave, the Elves are the Nerazim and the Dark Eldarin are the Tal'darim, potentially interesting implications for the Syrn, and possible drama with the Kythons
Alarak is fucking awesome. I hope Blizzard will make more content that features him. The brief part where you got to control him was fun as fuck, especially because of his banter with Vorazun. Also, his arrival to the Spear of Adun was bloody great. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HElDA_hNuHQ
Your name is Takashi Wakui. You are a sixteen-year old, Japanese high school student living in a world where half of humanity possesses Personas—manifestations of inner souls as demons, spirits or deities. In the past, you had been one of the unlucky ordinaries lacking a Persona. Then a game called AETHER was forcibly installed on your smartphone. Initially it appeared to be little more than a piece of nasty spyware, extremely persistent and impossible to remove.
Then it sucked you into to a realm called the Blackened Void, where you fought Shadows and gained your first... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“As you are all aware, the Inter-House Spring Sports Competition will be taking place tomorrow.” Veleis-sensei snaps her titanium fingers, forcing a picture of a series of chrome-colored buildings to appear on the virtual whiteboard. The entire class leans forward, eyes squinting at the tiny text displayed on the side. “All students from the middle school and high school level will be attending. Like last year, the competition will be hosted at the Silver Town Fitness Center.”
“Sweet,” Some guy a few rows in front of you mutters. “That place sells the best lunches.”
“Is that what you should be thinking…?” A girl next to him mumbles.
“We have decided to allocate an entire day for the competition. That means there will be no classes or afternoon clubs occurring tomorrow.” Veleis continues.
A cheer, only kept within acceptable sound levels by will of academy regulations, erupts from Class 5-3. Takauji is pumping his fist in the air. Akikazu groans and rests his head on his desk. You shrug your shoulders and stare straight ahead. Just because there aren’t classes doesn’t mean you won’t be busy tomorrow.
“Don’t think that slacking off is acceptable.” Veleis reminds, with a voice as cold as her armor plating. She Huh, looks like you and her are on the same wavelength here. She sweeps her arm across the space in front of her, gesturing to the entire classroom. “Your efforts will determine the ranking and prestige of your House. No doubt they have assigned tasks to keep every student busy. You should all participate in at least one event, even if it’s just the group event at the very end. I don’t want to see anyone hanging around the pool stands being useless, understand? Because if I do find any slackers…”
Her eyes narrow, her pupils contract and a powerful aura extrudes from Veleis’s robotic body. It is one of conquest, command and cobalt colors.
“…they’ll find themselves helping out the facility staff once everyone else has gone home.” She whispers.
That threat must have sounded a lot more intimidating in her internal hard drive, you think to yourself. Seriously, what the hell was she thinking? That is not how you terrify your opponents into complying with your every demand. She should have said something along the lines ‘you’ll suffer an entire week’s worth of detentions’ or ‘you will find numerous and mysterious Akasha Art attacks piercing your bodies in the coming days’!
Okay, that was probably overkill. Point is, Veleis-sensei clearly had no idea how to intimidate her students. Never mind she had taught for over thirty years and would have accumulated a wealth of experience in that time. You, an inexperienced sixteen year old boy burdened with the same power as the legendary Kaede Kurusu, clearly knew better her! Your intelligence was scraping at the edge of being DECENT, for Takehaya Susanoo-no-Mikoto’s sake. This argument was valid, sound and therefore one hundred percent irrefutable!
“Yo, Takashi. You feeling okay?” Takauji says. “You look like you’re monologuing inside your own head.”
“I ain’t judging you. Sometimes Kanami does that, too.”
The rest of yourclassmates are whispering back and forth.
“Even Veleis-sensei can be cute, huh?” One boy says, with a twinkle in his eye reminiscent to that of a starving young girl peering through the glass display of a cake shop.
“Keep your voice down!” The guy next to him, with glasses covering roughly half his face, whispers “Do you want her to fill you with holes? Those arm cannons aren’t just for show!”
“Dude, calm down and quit exaggeratin’…”
The only response Veleis gives is a slight tightening of her hardened plastic lips. She ignores and continues on.
In any case, I hope you all achieve success in your sports. It’s important to participate in activities outside of study. You, as my husband sometimes colloquially states, are ‘fleshbags and not part of the AI master race’ and won’t live forever. It’s best to enjoy your youth while you can. This sports competition was designed to help you with that.”
The entire class is struck blind by the thoughtfulness of Veleis-sensei’s words. Wait, hang on, no they aren’t.
“Now, out of curiosity, show your hands if you’re doing basketball.” Several kids do exactly that. “Now for table tennis. And…swimming.”
She stares across the class, nodding as her head swivels from left and right.
“An almost even spread across the three sports. Good. This means we won’t have a repeat of 2118. I’m quite satisfied.”
Then the bell rings and you leave.
[4:00 pm, 25-Apr-2129 (MONDAY)]
“Bye, Takashi!” Celeste calls.
“See you at the fitness center tomorrow, brother.” Takauji waves.
Akikazu simply grunts in your direction and heads out.
School has ended. You exit the classroom block to the courtyard outside. The afternoon sunlight is warm and pleasant.
Takauji waits at martial arts club, which you haven’t attended for a while. But you’ll be doing a lot of swimming tomorrow, so it might be a good idea to practice at the academy pool. You recall that Kozue Yusa is wandering around town at this time of the day. The glitched AETHER notification is still there. You check it again and the garbled mess of symbols and letters don’t seem like they’ll be unscrambling themselves any time soon. Even so, it’s a twisted, foul reminder sinking deep within your gut. You will undoubtedly be scrambling around the ruins of the Blackened Void in the near future, lighting perpetually fueled bonfires, gathering useless treasures and punching out Shadows with your comrades.
Welcome to Jedi Apprentice Quest, the 'counterpart' to Brine's Sith Apprentice Quest. This shall be run in a similar fashion to his quest, but it's not necessary to have read his content to follow what happens here.
I'll likely be creating a pastebin for this rather soon, perhaps by the end of this first thread. Now let's have some fun.
Leaning back against the seat of the transport ship, you feel like you were this close to being able to actually taking a nap and dreaming away all of the issues currently... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>43657475 Keeping your arms crossed and eyes closed, it's not too difficult with a little help from your 'gift' to pick up the words that were being said in the transport, little snippets of things at least. The kids seemed to be scared, muttering mostly among themselves, a few trying to hold back tears, likely from being dragged away from their parents. The teenagers, in a way that honestly you should have expected, are all focused on the more flasy parts of being a Jedi. Excited whispers of lightsabers and... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>43656778 It doesn't matter. Covenant has better energy-shielding technology, better weapons (plasma, at least in the books, is far more devastating than Blasters, easily burning through armor and even causing severe injuries with MISSED shots (due to the heat and radiation)... although the games never illustrate this.), better ships, better combat vehicles (Scarabs, Wraiths, Phantoms, ect)... literally the only advantage the humans would have is that Jedi and Sith can use the Force... a thing that's practically... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Yes, just don't play with people who cannot control themselves. But if your definition of magic realm stretches to include people transforming into a giant lizardman and wrecking stuff because it's "furry" then you'll have a slightly harder time.
You spent most of the morning calculating the exact location of the RAS Bailoff, the treasure hoard containing what should be an entire civilization’s worth of aurodium. It’d be enough to fund a very healthy retirement to say, Dantooine or Alderaan. You could pay off your bounties, buy yourself a nice house, maybe get a T-16 or something so you aren’t completely bored. Misri might get a cut of it too you suppose, it would seem cruel to make her work and then not... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You step down the boarding ramp, then find Kuvasz and Lev sitting on crates, with a game of Dejarik between them. Kuvasz smoked on a cigarra, carefully watching Lev’s stiff and orderly movements of his pieces. Misri sat between them, looking at Kuvasz. “So you were part of Death Watch?” she asks.
“Was,” says Kuvasz. “Back then, Duchess Satine’s policies on pacifism were a bit too extreme for my liking. Governor Viszla was also a bit of a nutcase but, I preferred a bit of a more balanced Mandalore in favor of one that would never raise a hand even to defend itself.” He moved one of his pieces forward.
“Ha. Ha.” Lev laughs in Kuvasz’s face. “You have fallen into my trap.” He moved his king piece forward and left, entrapping Kuvasz’s piece.
Kuvasz grunts, then looks over at Misri. “I could talk your ear off about my time in Death Watch, but…” He moves a piece right. “Checkmate.”
Lev grabbed the holotable and immediately threw it across the hangar. “This game is imbalanced.” He immediately storms up the loading ramp past you. Nobody likes a sore loser, Lev.
“Rhys.” Kuvasz stands up, holding out his hand. You shake it, smiling back. You’re at least glad to see he made a full recovery. “Good to see you.”
“You too. Sorry about Roark again, Kuvasz.” You never knew the big old Wookiee, but then again every Wookiee you have ever met has never really let you down. They’re big bunch of walking carpets but they can be the most reliable walking carpets you’ve ever met. “I know you two must have been close.”
“He was a loyal companion for years. I’m just glad he was able to go out with a fight, as all Wookiees should.” Kuvasz crosses his arms, stoically taking the loss of his companion. “Anyway, I was just entertaining your new friend here with stories of my long lost youth.” He smirks a little. “Makes me feel old and wise.”
Misri giggles a little. “I like old and wise.” She looks over at you. “Turret’s done by the way, thanks to yours truly.” You nod, looking over at it. Seems... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
"Yes Master. I have encountered an issue. The Hutt was tipped off. Security is at a maximum, I wasn't even aware the stupid slug had this many guards but it's escalated beyond a single man mission, and as such I am requesting back up."
Her voice has a tinge of wounded pride to be found within, as if this was admitting defeat to her, in it's own way.
"Do you have any leads on where the... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
So I run a local ERP group, and we've found that D&D, even with the Book of Erotic Fantasy, hasn't got any rules for using fruit as a sex toy. Obviously, we need to fix that, but I need your help.
A quality thread I saw the other day mentioned grapefruits as being fantastic for males, and obviously there's a long history of using cucumbers and the like for women. But I can't let us stop there, and certainly not without stats. And how do we account for fantasy anatomy? What works for a catgirl? Do we need a pineapple or something? How about dragons?... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
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