You are Experiment KP-B-280. You are in a Facility you don’t know the name of, in a place with an unknown location, surrounded by people you don’t know, and no knowledge besides what the scientists have implanted you with. These problems pale in comparison to the fact that your Handler seems to have labeled you a failure, and you suspect that failures don’t have long lifespans here. That problem itself however, while holding some prime existential questions for you and your future, is currently dwarfed in urgency by your current situation. You are trapped in your room,... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
A heavy dark red, like dried blood, dominates the canvas. It swallows the other colors like fire, flecks of silver and gold transforming into the overwhelming scarlet. Small dots of blue, popping into existence for seconds before fading, their colors covering the spectrum from lavender to navy. Even as dozens of them come and go you are convinced you have yet to see a shade repeat. The green shoots through the red and the blue alike, changing from quick lightning bolt spreads to steady curling vines and back, twisting into each other as the old streaks wither and are subsumed.... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
The red one, Bee, looks like you, though as much as a year younger with long hair and a scar on her cheek. Rage shapes her, from the scowl on her face to her aggressive stance. You think she is growling under her breath as well. Short, ragged sleeves and a scratched out KP and 280 adorn her thin shirt. She leaks antagonism, and while none of it feels directed at you particularly, you don’t know if that could change.
The green one, Pink you believe, while almost the same age, looks like a different person at first glance. Her hair is cut short and the dark shade of... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
When we last left our hero, he had reclaimed his boat and left the royal palace of Edenia for the southern seas, a lawless territory where it is said that pirates and raiders roam and plunder the seafaring communities, in search of someone he lost long ago.
Leaving the port city of Jewel Cove behind him as they ship off, Kaito sets his eyes northwards for the Starry Isles, where he has been told Mileena's ship, the Red Wake, is hunting pirates. Powered by the magic of his staff, the Dragon Wing swiftly cuts through the water and waves as it moves northwards.
Alongside him is his puppy, the edenian mastiff which he has decided to name Elvis. Towards the back of the ship are the only two crewmen he currently has, a pair of bumbling edenian knights named Biggs and Wedge. Biggs is currently heaving over the side of the... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You are Sireyi Valyenya, 28 years old, paladin, goddess, Queen of the nation of Oreia.
Character Sheet http://pastebin.com/tsAx3JGT Party http://pastebin.com/DMfRaXQV Your Realm http://pastebin.com/jYjB9BBQ Rules http://pastebin.com/yKvP3AiP Party Powers http://pastebin.com/awA8AvWi Sister Character Sheet http://pastebin.com/NXxSXP3j The World http://pastebin.com/3H9fnizc Archive http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=paladin+of+joy And https://archive.moe/tg/search/username/Pally/type/op/ Summary to Thread 53 http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/36603950/ QM... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
In one of her her private reception rooms, a sparse construction of white and grey marble, Velya explains “I speak sometimes with an Ifrit Lord who knows an Astral Explorer who is on speaking terms with a member of the Planar Hitchhikers Guild, who-” Velya breaks off and then starts again.
“The exact route the message takes isn't important” she says “what is important is this: The Sakheran will no longer be bothering you, and have returned the souls they took, along with as much of an apology as they could muster. They also promise to stay away from Oreia.”
You... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“Everything is well I hope?” Kaela asks, after talking with Velya and seeing the freed succubi back to their homes, you have a meeting with your secretary about what else has been happening in Oreia recently. Kaela is giving you a wary look, as if expecting you to add to her workload.
“Everything is fine” you assure her with a smile, explaining what happened.
“Ah, good” says Kaela “well, that is good news, however...”
“However” you continue for her “there's plenty of bad news?”
“Indeed” she says, taking... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Kaela looks annoyed “on it's own, no” she says “but Parliament wants to intentionally use the food shortage to wring trade concessions from nearby nations as well as non-aggression pacts and mutual defence treaties. The Azure Empress has said she is in favour of this, but Baroness Sofia has objected, so far it's just in the planning stages but...”
“But sooner or later I'll have my sister and my wife arguing in my office” you say, shaking your head “wonderful, and if they do withhold trade in essentials, it will be the poor in those nations... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44812830 Having a face makes you human. Being faceless makes you inhuman.
Wielding a sword has very old connotations with nobility and leadership. A pistol is an extension of this in that is makes clear that the individual's primary function is not the drudgery of general fighting.
>>44812830 It's about humanization. Not wearing a face-concealing helmet means the audience can see their face, expressions etc. and can more easily sympathize with the character. Now, if a character has been sufficiently developed you might be able to get away with them wearing a complete helmet, but otherwise they tend to become faceless peons that elicit no emotion from the audience, regardless of their predicament.
Regarding the pistols, this may be a hold-over from the trenches of WW1, where (at least early... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>ayys invade the planet and take over >Pick up their routine of flagging and kidnapping people of interest >Blacknet going dark, hackers disappearing every day >Realize what's going on >Download and print a few thousands of anime issues >Pack up and leave for some shithole in the middle of nowhere >Years later they found me >Oh... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“How could you drug Mikage like that?” you plead as you gently lean your quite unconscious pink haired friend back into the couch, “Or the rest of us for that matter?!”
On the other side of your best friend, Keiko Sugimoto sets down her teacup and nods firmly. The well mannered and poised girl crosses her arms and sighs. Of the conspirators across from you, Midori Mori seems most undisturbed or perturbed by this turn of events while the veteran Sailor Guardian Hotaru Tomoe seems concerned as she sets her tea down and approaches.
“It was over the counter tea,” the older woman counters with a sigh as she stands between your unconscious friend and the coffee table and kneels, “and a shot of rum. I am aware that she sneaks liqueur from time to time and thought it would help her rest after Mori-san’s suggestion; not knock her out,”
While her tone is gentle, you still fear this and don’t trust her. The way Mikage-chan went down, there had to have been more than just milk and rum in that tea. Despite the calming influence of the tea, you are on edge and exasperated with worry. Throwing an arm wide, you lean over to intercede and are surprised to nearly collide with Keiko as she seems to have had a similar idea.
“Well, what do you intend to do now?” Sugimoto-san says worriedly, gulping as she too stares down Doctor Hotaru Tomoe.
The woman who, as you’ve been told, has the power to scour a planet of life if need be recoils a bit in soft hurt and sighs.
“I just want to take a look at her. I’ll say it again, this shouldn’t have knocked her out like that,” there is a certain pleading in her violet eyes, earnest and concerned…
You and Keiko both slowly remove yourselves from her path and allow her to lean in and inspect your friend, a pen light slips out of her pocket as she first checks Mikage’s dark eye- before you can notice or question that your attention is drawn elsewhere.
“You know, Kairi,” Midori uses your name completely informally while sipping her own tea, “If I thought I could get the drop on her, I would have asked Tomoe-san if she had any chloroform,”
“MIDORI!” Keiko gasps at the other girl’s... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Keiko is silent, looking now to Midori worriedly as she returns from the kitchen with a tall bottle of the white rum you imagine went into Mikage’s cup. The wavy blonde uncaps and tips the bottle slowly and carefull to complete the last third of her cup before stirring the mixture.
“Besides, Miki can tank a shot,” she takes the cup and takes a long drag, “And I asked for a double shot of what Tomoe-san gave her myself because I know I’m going to have trouble sleeping after the view I had of that... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
After a few tense moments, her eyes shift back to red and she slumps back into the couch. This time not just unconscious, but in a fitful sleep as she rolls to her side and snuggles into the cushions.
The four of you sit and stand around her; glancing at each other in worry before Tomoe-san smooths out her skirt, adjusts her hair, and rises. Turning toward the other side of the living room, she picks up the bottle of rum and studies it for a second before calmly setting it down.
“Give me a moment... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44811078 Soul Foxfire has run you through a painful and humiliating gauntlet of mechaniloids and hazards in a cyberspace labyrinth, chipping away at your health, ammunition, and sanity. And now you've finally got her for the confrontation and you've yet to put a scratch on her.
Something is definitely wrong with this picture--assuming you can trust your eyes, she LOOKS the type--thin, lightly armored, definitely not a frontline combat unit by any stretch--but she's giving you the business with cool... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Considering everything we know about the universe, it seems that almost everyone is headed for a crash course of extinction.
Imperium:......Don't get me started, these are assholes who deserve to die and be burned in the ashes of everything. And this is coming from another human. There is literally NO WAY they can win the long war and the larger battle to conquer the universe without the Emperor. And even then victory is not guaranteed.
Chaos: As soon as they win the long war and then proceed to conquer the rest of the universe, the dark gods will fatten themselves... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44810502 >Are they subjugated by the dark Eldar and kept as slaves until death finally comes for them? Where do people get this idea that the DEldar have any particular vendetta against the Craftworlds? This isn't D&D. The Commorites have no reason to start some bizarre war of annihilation against their kin and generally don't care much about them at all. They're captured, tortured and murdered like any other race, but the vast majority of DEldar have no particular interest... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
The first, well-imagine an army of tall, tapering tentacle monsters with a mesh of tentacles on their top and bottom ends, scuttling towards you like some sort of abominable spider. As they walk closer you notice unclaimed souls swinging gently from their branches like ripe fruit, the discolouration of their iron-hard exteriors, the shimmering of necromantic Soulfire girding their advance and the rapid decomposition of everything in their path, as their roots are being... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>Leman Russ is the worst primarch >Ultramarines are the best chapter >Tau are glorious good guys >Eldar are more Japanese that Tau >Matt Ward was a good writer >Newcrons are better than Oldcrons >Abbaddon is a success >Imperial Guard is useless >Be'Lakor is stronger than the Chaos Gods Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
5x Sisters w/Flamer, Heavy Flamer, and Superior w/Melta Bombs, Combiflamer (90) Immolator w/TL Multi-Melta, Dozer Blades, Storm Bolter (70) 9x Kabalite Warriors + blaster (87) Raider + Night Shields + Splinter Racks + Dark Lance (90) 9x Wyches (90) Raider... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>First time playing a ttrpg >3.5 >Decide I want to make a druid >Heard about how tabletops were not always about combat >Wanted to make a wise know it all old dude that faded back in combat but had useful knowledge in healing salves and nature >Invested points into all kinds of knowledge >Chose bear companion because I didn't want to be a burden, so he could at least protect me >Chose spells based on what sounded cool >Have fun being all sage and wise >"Here be dragons, there be wolves" >Come first combat >Bear is outdamaging the fighter >I am useful as fuck >Ok, eventually the fighter will get better gear and training while the bear will still be just a bear >Come higher levels >My spells are destruction incarnate >The priest is an avatar of chaos >Wizard is the reality unmaker >No one even read the spells list >Just picked what looked cool >Bear still better than fighter Tell me again /tg/, how can there still be people out there that don't think casters are that overpowered in 3.5? It actually ruined the fun for me since I felt no acomplishment whatsoever.
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