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Story time, /tg/!
Or more precisely, post-a-picture-write-a-story time.
The rules are simple: People post pictures, and write stories about other people's pictures.
Test your skills, hone your reflexes, practice for the time when your players de-rail you so thoroughly that you're making it up as you go along and you don't even know what universe you're in any more, or just do it for the hell of it.
see also our good friend and fellow write-thread: Writefriend General
Ghoul Tribe/Civ Quest 17
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You are the Red-Throat Ghouls, bearers of the Red Rot, the source of growth through Death. Your tribe of cannibalistic undead broke free of the mental domination of the Master. You live deep below the City Above, Meldric, in dark tunnels, sewers, and long forgotten crypts that honeycomb the earth. Your tribe currently resides in an ancient sepulcher that used to be the old necromancers home and laboratory.
You are not alone down here in the labyrinths.
Mushroom Folk tap and farm in the dark, allied with your Tribe through mutual protection. Humans and Hobgoblins explore the tunnels, falling victim to your ambushes. Slave workers are consumed and hunted without remorse, their homes no longer safe. Holy warriors explore the sewers to investigate your tribe and the threat you may pose. A crocodilian Queen rules her territory with an iron claw and her brutal children, indebted to your kindness. The Sewers turned into a warground by the forces of the warring Guilds. The Mages send abominations into the sewers, hunting for you. Strange beings slither through the Dark. Monstrous mutants begin to hunt your kind. A strange undead with connections to the surface seems curious of your kind and shelters a strange pupil.
The Dark is unforgiving but so are you.
MTG Standard General
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mardu memerange; blue devotion
esper mentor for modern
not at this time
X-2 going into round 7 with six X-1-1 IDs ahead of all the X-2s, not counting the X-1s and undefeateds.
0-1 against RDW, kind of tilted thinking about the last time this guy beat me at a SuperIQ.
two swiftspears on his side and he's tapped out. i'm holding lands, doom, arc lightning, siege and butcher. play a fetch, crack it, get a swamp and put another land on the table from my hand instead of arc lightning - the kid catches it right away. i spill a little salt about my punt and concede, content that he's not going to top8 at X-2 with six X-1-1 IDs ahead of him.
HEIST Quest Part 3
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Rules and Stats: http://pastebin.com/gi4qaQ0S
You are CARLY, a prospective career criminal looking to make it big in the criminal underworld!
Currently, you were gathered with your new crew at your new safehouse. It was a... modest affair. Just a few empty rooms with a couple of couches and cots to use as furniture. Even the location wasn't all that great, being hidden behind an old laundromat. Who even goes to a laundromat anymore?
Then again, if anybody were to be looking for you, it would be the very last place to check, so you suppose the safehouse succeeds in that aspect.
"Not exactly five star." Your twin sister Sam mumbles as she carefully prods one of the old couches with her shoe, as if it were going to suddenly explode into spiders.
"Hrm, is this really the best Hotel Moscow can afford?" Lisa looks around skeptically.
Artya meanwhile stays silent as she sits on one of the old couches and bounces up and down on it, causing an infernal squeaking and creaking noise from ancient cushion springs.
>Well, we all gotta start somewhere.
>I think we deserve better.
BPRD 1972; The Electric Boogaloo
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I am running a new game soon, and need to populate a paranormal research and defence agency with Agents. People of merit with powers, abilities or weird ass stuff that sets them apart from the other normie in the building.
This will be a paramilitary force, staffed by the elite that the government can't use; victims of horror and darkness that have stains dark on their souls. A black book group not known to the population, expected to keep a lid on the spooks, and reigned in by a tight leash.
When there is a bump in the night, they bump back.
Magical Burst: Darkness Extrapolated Quest Thread 41
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Rough rules?: http://pastebin.com/62i7NCMe
>A bit of both.
“A little bit of sprint’s and some distance with it,” you say after a moment of thinking about it, “Sort of like running the straights and walking the curves on the track at school… just on a bigger scale and without walking.”
Beth groans a bit at this, “Are you trying to drive me into the ground?”
“Well no, but it’ll be fine,” you smile as you do some light stretches, trying to warm up your limbs a bit.
“That line is only ever used when it won’t be,” Beth begrudgingly says.
“It’s part of getting in shape, you just got to make it through the suck,” you say, as you start jogging at an easy pace.
“It gets easier though, after a week or two you should start feeling the difference,” Kat encourages Beth.
“I’d hope it gets easier,” Beth smiles a bit, “Otherwise I think I’d give up on this before too long.”
“Don’t think about it too hard, just do it,” you half shrug, “Thinking about how much it sucks just makes it suck more.”
“That doesn’t make sense,” Beth frowns, as you pick up pace into a sprint, effectively cutting off conversation for a moment.
You keep the pace until you see Beth starting to falter and slow it back down into a jog.
“Sure it does,” you say in between breaths.
Beth grunts in response causing Kat to smile a bit, something you really only see out of your peripherals. The talking dies down at this point, all of you too focused on getting the life giving oxygen that your bodies so desperately need.