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Mister Palinka 03/27/12(Tue)23:39 No.18483431 Well it's been over 24 hours, which is as long as people need to retain interest in order for me to actually post stories. So l'll lay it on you. The game was set after Sovereign Karthakan's war with Kern, and the rise to preeminence of Aldis over its neighbors. Shortly after the war, The Balkan Treyarch (Serbia, Croatia, Bosnia) emerged from the very sea, rising up to fill the Basketh Bay and much of the Western Ocean between Aldis and the Shadow Barrens. First encounters between Aldis and their new neighbors were not hostile, but were far from positive. Immediately upon arriving, all components of the new country fell upon each other in an o--- of violence, since each believed that, denied their neighbors, they could subjugate the others. The Aldish sent tendrils of adepts and agents into Hrovatia to try and figure out what was going on, but the men and women they sent in were incapable of figuring out who was in charge, which country they had entered, and why everyone was killing each other. Indeed, most of the people they asked did not know themselves. The Jarzonian encounter was less overt, as they now occupied what used to be the Serbian/Bulgarian border, and the Serbs were just happy not to be neighboring Bulgarians anymore... However, the influx of drugs, guns and organized crime into their country shocked the stoics of Jarzon, and relations were immediately strained. That strain was nothing next to what materialized when, during a momentary ceasefire, the Slavs realized that their neighbors were all magical Pagans with talking horses. Mister Palinka 03/28/12(Wed)21:27 No.18494763 >>18483431 The situation immediately changed. Everyone reacted differently. The Croats made overtures to the Aldish in the hopes of maybe securing an ally to back them up in this strange new world. The Aldish were welcoming, and offered to support them as a fully independent kingdom and ally. Upon christening the alliance with the Blue Rose Scepter, the Sovereign of Aldis realized that every single member of the Croatian government, and at least eighty percent of the crowd observing was Night Aligned, and everyone else Twilight. There was no good way to explain that according to their custom, not one person in the entire crowd would be allowed to serve in government. Upon hearing rumors that Aldea planned to replace their entire government with homosexual pagans, the celebrations of the new alliance went terribly pear shaped. Meanwhile, in Serbia, in a desperate attempt to avoid war, the Orthodox patriarchy venture into Jarzon to discuss theology with their new neighbors, hoping to find common ground. The unanimous decision was that the Jarzoni stance on everyone and everything was too soft. The Jarzoni suggested that, given several weeks they could potentially invade Aldea again to prove that they were just as uncompromising and violent as the Serbs, but a local football club invaded Jarzon that same day, and the government had no choice but to follow suit.

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File : 1285640447.jpg-(529 KB, 1024x762, 4654992908_4d5f391841_b.jpg) O LegoSpace The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)22:20 No.12248169 FTL drive was always problematic, until Brik Theory was solidified. By envisioning the very fabric of reality as a series of interconnected bricks, which could be separated and immediately plugged back together, scientists were able to create a jump drive that worked by threading ships briefly through a nearby, mostly-empty dimension. Efficient. Quick. Safe, even within close proximity to planets. Surprisingly easy to maintain. The brik drive ushered in a new era of space exploration, and a joint project between several countries - the Futron Project. The moon bases were set up within months, complete with a top-of-the-line monorail connecting them, and the Mars base was fast-tracked. Then came Blacktron Enterprises. The company stole the secrets of the brik drive in pieces - bits from NASA, from Roscosmos, and - mostly - from the Chinese, who had already managed to piece together more than half the drive through their own security networks. Setting their sights on more distant goals, they started flooding nearby solar systems, setting claim to as many Class M planets as they could. Vessels from the Futron Project that entered Blacktron space were invariably raided for supplies, and usually taken captive, under the pretense that the Futron ships were "illegal invaders". When action was set to be taken against Blacktron, they responded by abandoning their corporate HQ on Earth, and relocating to Tau Centauri. This action prompted the creation of the Universal Code of Law, and the Space Police. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)22:30 No.12248270 File1285641039.jpg-(352 KB, 1024x824, 4568072707_b695a464e4_b.jpg) >>12248169 The UCL was essentially maritime law applied to space travel, and was surprisingly straightforward for a committee-created code. As a result, the Space Police had a fairly easy time of their original duties - escorting Futron Project ships, protecting them from Blacktron raiders, and investigating criminal offenses that occurred on vessels - offenses that were, thankfully, rare in those days. After the raids became more blatant, and Blacktron vessels began raiding FP outposts directly, the Corporate Accord was passed, allowing the FP to treat Blacktron as a national body instead of merely a corporation. This allowed them to begin taking out Blacktron bases, declaring war on them officially. It also cleared the way for more corporations to legitimately take to the stars, and to found their own colonies, assured that in doing so they would be recognized by the vague terms of the Corporate Accord as national bodies themselves. The first was the Japanese MTron corporation, previously a leading company in robotics, who had fallen into financial problems in recent years. Funded by an influx of would-be colonists, they set themselves up as the first formally-recognized commercial cargo vessels to use the brik drive, as well as the first publicly-accessible interstellar flights. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)22:45 No.12248422 File1285641908.jpg-(170 KB, 1024x721, 4755641811_9195c6b34d_b.jpg) >>12248270 At first, the MTron vessels were merely used as an auxiliary for Futron Project resources, as well as for tourist trade on their own colonies; they refused to service Blacktron colonies. The extra cargo capabilities were welcomed during what was technically wartime, and helped the resource-stretched Space Police to slowly overwhelm Blacktron forces. It wasn't until the next corporation stretched its wings outward that the Blacktron threat was nullified, however. The Tienshan Mining Group had colonized the recently-discovered M-Class planet Krysto, and was busily working at mining the planet - not only for the amazingly versatile substance Orangium, an isotope that was quickly built into their own tools and adopted by large slices of the galaxy as a power source, but also for water. Krysto was a world with two frigid, but inhabitable, poles, a tiny temperate zone, and a vast swath of uninhabitable volcanic belts about its equator. The result was a planet buffeted by constant, violent snowfall. This was also Blacktron's last temptation. Attempting to secure the Orangium mines as a way to boost their steadily-crumbling production, the Blaktron forces did not realize that A) they had committed far too much of their resources to the invasion, B) their vessels, which were specialized for space travel, would have issues icing up in the moisture-laden atmosphere, and C) the Space Police had already gotten word of their plans. The defeat was crushing; within the year, only a few distant outposts were still controlled by Blacktron forces, all of which were cut off from each other, and considered widely to be little more than bandits. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:03 No.12248631 File1285642983.jpg-(222 KB, 800x569, display.cgi (1).jpg) >>12248422 After this, there was a massive influx of new groups seeking their fortune in the stars. The UK-based Unitron and Franco-Italian Exploriens began setting down roots, as did the Canadian-based Spyrius Corporation - which unabashedly admitted to stealing the brik drive, and most of their technology, instead of developing it themselves, pointing to the legacy of Apple and Microsoft. It was at this time that the aliens made themselves known. The first two examples of first contact were nearly concurrent. First, a ship emerging from brikspace was followed - and destroyed - by a sleek vessel with a half-disk shaped front end. A message transmitted from the hostile ship took nearly a year to decode, but stated in essence that further incursions into their space - the dimension that brik drive accessed - would not be tolerated. The Insectoids proved to be much more amicable to human presence. The initial contact, made by the Exploriens, proved that at least one race out there in the galaxy was intelligent and - more importantly - didn't want to kill us. A nonagression pact was quickly hammered out, languages shared, and in the wake of the struggle against the UFOS from Brikspace, the queen of the Insectoid people gifted the collective factions of humanity with information on a propulsion system that would allow us to pass through Brikspace without being detected by "The Aggressors". It worked - seemingly. The incursions from the transdimensional entities became far more sporadic, and easier to deal with. However, the new drive slowed travel considerably; its maximum speed was less than half that of the previous brik drive. And, in a twist that conspiracy theorists claim is far worse than the previous invasions, the queen now claimed that mankind owed them a favor - one she would collect on if she ever needed it. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:12 No.12248727 >>12248631 From that point on, travel further from Earth resulted in contact with countless alien species. Mankind has proliferated among the stars, always going outwards, always seeking the next frontier. The Space Police are still around, although their aim has become more domestic, as the colony worlds have become less like scientific outposts and more like any other city on any other planet. Each of the other factions mentioned has remained, in some form... The Futron Project is still responsible for most near-Earth settlements, including the Mars base. They were the ones responsible for discovering the long-dormant Martian civilizations that rested beneath the dusty soil, and for sharing the brik drive with our neighbors - although the Martians have declined to use it so far, more than content with their self-sufficient communities. Futron Project vessels tend to be mostly scientific affairs, with top-of-the-line sensor arrays and onboard labs, although lightly armed. Their only agendas are exploration, and furthering diplomacy with extraterrestrial entities. However, the Futron Project has been slammed as being a "humans only" club, and even their spinoff peacekeeping force, the Space Police, has been criticized for anti-alien prejudices. The FP is on excellent terms with Unitron. They deal extensively with MTron, but consider their commercial leanings to be a detriment to their focus. They do not trust Spyrius, and avoid them whenever possible. Blacktron forces are under a shoot-on-sight order. Exploriens is viewed as a rival more than an ally, mostly because of their close connection to the barely-trusted Insectoids. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:22 No.12248845 >>12248727 Unitron is considered by many to be the fringe-world equivalent of the Futron Project, and thať's not too far off. Their cities tend to be a bit more stark and utilitarian than the Futron equivalents, with security cameras monitoring every square inch of public space. They tend to be a better-armed people than the Futron Project, and have heavily armored their vessels, so that most light assaults are futile; this has significantly lessened their reliance on the Space Police, to the point where their own colonial security forces can handle most problems that arise. Likewise, their manufacturing and mining divisions - which are widespread and highly profitable - are run with a keen eye to oversight and zero tolerance for corruption or laziness. They are far more suspicious of extraterrestrials, as the first contact with "The Aggressors" resulted in the destruction of one of their colony vessels; any nonhuman living in a Unitron colony is essentially treated as a second-class citizen. Unitron is on excellent terms with the FP, although they are wary of what they consider to be pro-alien sentiments running through their ranks. They are outrightly hostile towards the "Xeno-loving freaks" of Exploriens. Spyrius gets a bit more respect in their eyes, as at least those blokes are trying to earn a living, and doing it without shooting at people (if they can help it). MTron, likewise, is viewed with admiration and respect, though the tourism angle pushed by MTron colonies raises a few eyebrows among their ranks. Blacktron are nothing but common criminals and are to be treated as such, though they're surely no threat anymore, and the Insectoids... creepy little buggers... well, let's just say that if anything is to happen to one of their vessels in Unitron space, they wouldn't complain. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:33 No.12248953 >>12248845 Exploriens has filled large sections of the fringe, their name saying it all; the corporation is almost insatiably curious and xenophilic. They have a limited R&D department, mostly dedicated to adaptation and improvement of alien technology they discover and/or trade for, which has made their vessels some of the most distinctive, and - to outsiders - difficult to operate in known space. An Exploriens ship may have an Insectoid Orangium power cell, Squidfolk inertial dampeners, and a Silicin-designed computer bank. Their colonies are set up as immense trading posts, with nominal tariffs making another decent chunk of their profit margin. The Exploriens are on good terms with the FP, although they wish they'd just stop whining about the Insectoids and see that people are people, even if they're chitinous and cybernetic. They are on outstanding terms with the Insectoids, having nearly won over the inwardly-driven, isolationist people. They are on poor footing with Unitron, and are not seeking to improve things with the "backwards, provincial bigots". MTron is just another company to be dealt with on a case-by-case basis, and while they are not hostile towards them, they have to wonder about a company that treats this new frontier in such a menial way. They are openly hostile towards Spyrius, as trading and refining alien tech that they've traded for legitimately is a main source of income for them, and they're not fond of those that would steal it. Oddly, they have little problem with the straggler Blacktron colonies - as long as they stay in their own corner of the galaxy. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:43 No.12249031 >>12248953 MTron is all about two things: Service, and style! They see no reason why the wonders of space shouldn't be available to the public at large, and likewise don't see why it shouldn't be as comfortable as possible - as long as they're willing to pay for it. To that end, MTron colonies are heavily urbanized, high-tech wonderlands that are aimed at tourists as much as colonists. MTron vessels have vast cargo holds, reflecting well their status as a middleman, dealing with anyone with a pocketbook to be opened. They also tend to be sluggish and oversized... while the colonies are practically pieces of art, the vessels MTron uses are almost universally worn, fidgety, and substandard in capability. They're reliable - almost supernaturally so, for things held together by spit and duct tape, and you'd never know they were in such shape if you were to ride on one as a passenger - but most other vessels can fly rings around an MTron ship. MTron trades openly with the Exploriens, the Futron Project, and Unitron, figuring that their credits spend as well as anyone's - and besides, all that political crap they're having problems with will wash out eventually. They consider Spyrius to be a competing company, but will ally with them readily if the proper contracts are in place. They will even service Blacktron colonies, as long as they've got some backup and a loaded ion cannon. The Insectoids, however, don't seem to be affected by the power of positive marketing, and want nothing to do with MTron... possibly owing to a diplomatic error in their early negotiations. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:55 No.12249139 >>12249031 Spyrius. The universe's greatest hackers, programmers, and data-traders. If it's out there, they want to know about it, and to hell with restrictions. They consider themselves to be the last true gentleman pirates in an age where DRM is almost mandatory, where someone'll shoot you for just memorizing a blueprint. They're not bandits - they're bon vivants, rebels making a statement, and making a profit at the same time! Their colonies tend to be arcologies, tight tunnels of winding passages with visible wiring and access ports for easy maintenance. Not exactly welcoming, but it's quite easy to live there - as long as you know a little something about basic electronics and engineering. Most of their colonies serve as listening posts. Their ships are decently armed, lightly armored, and VERY maneuverable. The saucer-shaped vessels have been upgraded steadily since they cracked Aggressor ships, making them some of the quickest, most annoying ships out there. Don't expect anything larger than a light freighter, though. few scans of Spyrius is on questionable terms with the FP. They can get along beautifully, as long as Spyrius doesn't let on just how much they know about their hidden files. They deal openly with Unitron, and like their funds just fine - if only they didn't have their heads up their rear ends as far as aliens go. There's a fine line between healthy paranoia and idiocy. They aren't on good terms with the Exploriens, but are fascinated by their discoveries. Blacktron is nothing more than a bunch of idiot bullies, the sort of people that beat them up in school - the sort of people they take no small delight in shooting down. MTron is just too glossy on the surface, with nothing worthwhile beneath - they can deal with them, but only if there's something in it for them. And the Insectoids? They don't know what to make of them, but they have such wonderful toys! O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)00:04 No.12249202 >>12249139 The Insectoids are by far the largest alien empire that the factions of man has discovered. Encompassing no less than 300 hive planets, they are a people that are content. They have ceased explorations, conquests, and all external activity, focusing inward, on improving their own lives. Supported by genetic therapy and cybernetics, the average Insectoid lives to be over 300 years old, and may hit 400 if she's lucky. The only thing that has pulled the quasi-bugfolk out of their introverted state has been humans - such a varied, contradictory bunch! The Insectoids are fascinated by them, for a variety of reasons, including the fact that their history and philosophies are so closely mirrored. The Insectoids are on excellent terms with the Exploriens, whose curiosity is infectious to them, and nostalgic of their own first steps into space. They admire the productive drive of Unitron - if only they weren't so shortsighted. The FP are much like themselves in agenda and drive, and easy to negot with. MTron are children playing with toys they do not understand, and do nothing to contribute to the greater good. The fools of Spyrius are not much better - but at least they have a philosophy to guide them, even if it is a laughably simplistic one. And Blacktron is to be pitied, a broken people, waiting for death to finally take their society. O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)00:16 No.12249309 >>12249202 In their cold, cold bases, the people of Blacktron see themselves as a proud group of warriors. The first to break from Earth's tightly-controlled regiments. The first to seek their fortune in space, free of the countries that would hold them back. The first to defy Terran rule! They bite their tongues back at the thought at being the first to fail - they are still alive, after all, and still waiting for their time to rise. Blacktron colonies are military camps, where harsh conditions and cloning spit out some of the most conditioned, perfectly-trained soldiers of all time. However, they are poorly equipped - while their ships are certainly nothing to laugh at, having picked up bits and pieces of key technology in their raids over the years, their designs keenly focused on power and speed, they are still behind the times, and short on numbers compared to their foes. Blacktron considers FP to be the great enemy, to be destroyed at any cost. Unitron are a militant branch of the FP, and are to fall in short order after their primary foe is gone. The Exploriens are dreamers who are trying to find their own way in the galaxy, even if that way is naive and ignoble, and are to be left alone. Spyrius has such potential - if only they would stop snatching at the purse-strings of the foes and strike at their faces! MTron is but a tool, point, and will join Blacktron when the time comes, or they are an obstacle, to be blocked off from their enemies long enough to take them out. Time will tell which it is. neutral party to purchase the tools needed for their eventual rise to power. And the Insectoids are an unknown quantity. Either they will be a turning O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)01:17 No.12249853 >>12249765 The so-called "Robo Force" has set up shop on Titan, and is quite content to stay there. A group of engineers and obsessive hobbyists, the RF's goal is nothing less than advancing robotic technology until they can create a full-scale, fully functional Gundam (or Megazord, or what-have-you. Different geeks, different goal, same broad stroke). They have had some luck with smaller-scale robots - about the size of a tank - but they still lack the resources to manage anything larger with any success. Most of their creations are sold off to be used for mercenary work or for entertainment - at least one of their robots was a centerpiece in a major Bollywood sci-fi holo released last year. While not formally allied or shunned by any group, rumors have begun to circulate that the RF was actually commissioned by Blacktron to build a new line of crawlers for them. They deny such claims vigorously... but then, surveillance shots of their newest work have raised a few eyebrows. O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)14:59 No.12254840 File1285700351.jpg-(75 KB, 777x635, 4460085527_6cfe221f5c_o.jpg) COMMON TECHNOLOGY -Brik Drive- All but ubiquitous, the brik drive works on Quantum Brik Tunnel technology; in an instant, the drive "takes apart" the building blocks of reality, shifts the ship sideways through said hole, and repairs the hole. Thanks to the Insectoids, the new drives allow ships moving through the "other space" without attracting the attention of the native species, via keeping them partially in phase with their home dimension. A brik drive jump can allow a ship to travel from Earth to Pluto in less than an hour. The drives typically use refined Orangium discs as a power source, but other energy supplies do exist. -lon Drive- The chosen sub-light drive of most of the galaxy, ion drive is cheap, reliable, and incredibly compact. An ion drive propulsion unit the size of a frisbee is sufficient to move a ship the size of a VW Bug. Most ships, however, use multiple ion pads for maneuverability's sake, or - in the case of fighters - potent ion turbines, which also provide a secondary power source for shielding units and weaponry. -MagDrive- MTron ships use their own proprietary sublight drives. Close examination has shown that they use potent magnetic fields, but how that works in the void of space has never been determined exactly. The drives are closely guarded knowledge, and - while inferior in most regards - are far superior as far as energy consumption, taking next to no energy to use. For now, this presumably magnetic drive system appears almost... miraculous. O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)15:12 No.12254926 >>12254840 -Weaponry- If one was to catalogue every piece of weaponry found on every ship in the known galaxy, the list would be several hundred pages long. There are countless known starship weapon systems, most of them existing in multiple distinct subtypes. The most commonly used weapons include railguns, ion cannons, masers, torpedoes, and a few solid-shell weapons. -Shields- Shielding technology remains fairly consistent through the various factions. Quantum force fields are either projected in a bubble from the ship via external emitters, or on the surface of the ship's armor through an internal emitter web. The former is prized because it gives a bit of leeway for the ship to escape damage if a sufficiently large explosion were to damage the shields, and the latter because in saving energy on projecting the shield outward, it is possible to strengthen the shield greatly.

> O Anonymous 12/02/15(Wed)08:56:11 No.43945056 >>43949991 >>43944899 (OP) I had a squad of Imperial Guard, lead by a Commissar, versus Necrons. After most of my squad was murdered by Gauss fire from the Immortals, the squad rolled a morale check and failed. Now, there were only two units left. The Commissar, and a quardsman. The Commissar's special rule kicked in, and he shot the Guardsman in the face..Then charged the Necron lines alone. To his credit, he took out two Immortals with his power sword before he went down. 7 Anonymous 12/02/15(Wed)16:13:14 No.43949991 ► >>43958477 File: 1418489190054.jpg (103 KB, 524x492) exhentai >>43945056 >squad broken due to too many casualties >shoots last surviving member of the squad >squad morale restored O Anonymous 12/02/15(Wed)23:38:40 No.43958477 ► >>43959844 >>43949991 ># of Guardsmen with poor morale: 0

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O Anonymous 03/26/12(Mon)06:44 No.18462309 File: 1332758690.jpg-(36 KB, 180x200, shrug.jpg) 36 KB >>18462232 I hear that. I've got a really, really bad habit of doing that. I look at something sad, and sweet, and emotive, and I say "what this needs is a f------ Panzer division." And then I sit down and I do it. The only thing amazing about it so far is how consistently it fails to troll anybody. People end up loving it. Sniper blowing away a Death Eater? Yup. Piston-engined fighter planes in Haibaine Renmei? Yup. I actually typed the words "Youma in the open, fire for effect!" and nobody punched me for it. At this point l'm just pushing the envelope as hard as possible to see just how much I can get away with.

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O Anonymous 03/26/12(Mon)05:46 No.18462041 File: 1332755181.jpg-(56 KB, 600x408, lol_Srbja.jpg) Our DM has a practice, which he calls "The Palinka Effect." Basically, he takes a utopian setting--whatever it is, it doesn't matter--and edits it so that it somehow shares a land border with Yugoslavia, adjusted for the time period. He then runs through a century of history, treating that location as though it were a historic part of the Balkans. When he is done with that century, he presents the setting to us. It is usually worth playing in. We applied this to Aldis, the kingdom of blue rose that receives all the attention (personally, I think Lartya would be cooler but whatever) and ended up with something too funny -not- to play. >> O Anonymous 03/26/12(Mon)06:16 No.18462183 >>18462109 Not Baltic, that's the northern sea. The idea is essentially. Well it depends on the setting. The approach must differ depending on the givens of the world. The most common is that he re-draws the map so that the Balkans are just sort of dropped into the middle of the setting in close proximity to the target. Usually it isn't the whole region, (I.E. Bulgaria is often excluded, because the DM really, really hates Bulgarians.) but Serbia, Croatia and Bosnia are sort of the big mandatory three. Usually it's a bit of a wrinkle in time to the Serbian Empire before the battle of Kosovo, but with that distinct modern slant in which the whole country is sort of self-aware and fatalistically dystopian. They're always aware that for whatever reason, their task in this world is to ruin everything so that they can leave. Kind F like an evil, larger scale Quantum Leap. So there's always the same line written in somewhere in the opening text crawl style setting speech, "And then, without warning, the Slavs arrived."

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File: 1334193456.jpg-(472 KB, 2560x1600, 1323060534234.jpg) 7 Anonymous 04/11/12(Wed)21:17 No.18672838 What's the most unusual character you ever played, /tg/? Why were they so strange? How did your other players react to them? Past or current, doesn't matter. Explain them. V DM Kroft !ScSfaqO.RY 04/11/12(Wed)22:09 No.18673441 File: 1334196586.jpg-(115 KB, 571x800, 1175994426504.jpg) A Thursday Afternoon 15-Past-3 o'Clock Time Wizard, with the power of "Closing the Door", "Donning the Bathing Suit", "Splashing the Water", "The Tan" and "Drinking the Pina Colada". It was for a very strange game called "Time Wizards!" we created with my group about 10 years ago. It started as a running joke about a typo in a game I can't remember, and eventually turned into one of the wierdest adventures we ever played. Basically, you took upon the role of a Time Wizard, who had mastered time to such a degree that they became time units that could "move" through the 4th dimension. Character creation started with the Time Master (GM) explaining the events of an extremely mundane and uninteresting week in the life of the Time Wizards before, you know, becoming Time Wizards, and then the players proceed to determine the moment of the week their characters became time units. Then your powers consist in altering situations by slapping your moment as required, which ended up creating all sorts of absurd situations, since the events could be applied to things independently of their properties. So Thursday Afternoon 15-Past-3 o'Clock was able to swim in coffee tables or get a discount on a toaster by having the concept of its price wear a swimsuit (and thus become "relaxed"). (cont) V DM Kroft !ScSfaqO.RY 04/11/12(Wed)22:11 No. 18673467 File: 1334196681.jpg-(15 KB, 278x273, 1176089541175.jpg) >>18673441 We had 5 players and played it three times. The story got to a point where couldn't even understand what was going on, with physical space being promoted to the rank of Butter Knife and engaging in a duel of wits against a sentient barrel which had been previously turned into a dictionary entry and changed into a suffix. When another player finished the "encounter" with his signature phrase "But of course, I simply rewind the VCR" we had a collective brain meltdown and spent the rest of the evening laughing. We never dared try that game again, though. It was like interpretative LSD. V Anonymous 04/11/12(Wed)22:19 No.18673594 >>18673467 You are going to write up whatever alien thing resembling rules that this game had. YOU ARE GOING TO DO IT RIGHT NOW! 7 DM Kroft !ScSfaqO.RY 04/11/12(Wed)22:38 No.18673896 File: 1334198324.jpg-(19 KB, 400x602, 1180249304278.jpg) >>18673594 Well, the main rule was that every session had to start with everyone shouting "Meanwhile, the TIME WIZAAAAARDS!" (actually "¡Mientras tanto, los MAGOO0OS DEL TIEMPO000!"). This was because the first time we played it was during the pizza break of a D&D session, and the guy who took the Time Master mantle decided to suddenly change subject (the session had been rather dull that night). Besides that, what I remember (the stuff is written down in a notebook somewhere) is that the game used d4s, d12s and those sort of leather "glasses" you use when playing dice (no idea how they are called in english, I'm afraid), and players can bet against the Time Master to get their actions through. Basically, the TM explains what's going on and determines a difficulty based on how "unchangable" a particular event is, which will then determine the type of dice he gets to roll and how many. Then the players pick dice from their pool (which is limited and renews only when time moves forward or when some other conditions I can't remember happen), and everyone rolls in secret. Starting from the player to the left of the TM, players declare their actions and start betting on the results; the idea was to trick everyone into thinking you had more d12s than d4s. Why? Because after that came the horrible "Slap Phase". (cont) V DM Kroft !ScSfaqO.RY 04/11/12(Wed)22:39 No.18673909 File: 1334198365.jpg-(32 KB, 593x445, 1227415002583.jpg) >>18673896 The Slap Phase basically consists in the tricking player (or TM) unveiling his roll and his closest competitor trying to catch the dice under his palm as fast as able, by slapping onto them. So having d4s meant a whole lot of pain, and thus they were a more dangerous thing to bet against. Garn Soves l'll see if I can find the notebook. The rules were purposely absurd and complicated, so I'm having a hard time trying to remember them. There was this thing about how when time started to dilate due to too many odd events players had to announce their actions while gargling on soda (to represent the "distortions" taking a hold of the universe. Actually just caused a lot of choking and incomprehensible words, which had to be interpreted and applied as understood, though) and other stuff like that. We had a lot of time back then, I suppose. V Anonymous 04/11/12(Wed)22:48 No.18674039 >>18673467 This may be the best thing I have ever read. Please include the rules for our benefit. V OP 04/11/12(Wed)23:15 No.18674410 >>18673909 >>18674039 I have to concur. I started this thread to find weird characters but this... this is amazing.

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Skaven Paper Mill and Mayor of Chaos Town

O Anonymous 10/07/17(Sat)23:59:03 No.55755969 ► >>55756416 >>55756426 >>55756488 >>55756609 >>55759064 >>55759199 >>55759670 >>55763218 Can Skaven society make paper? I just finished reading Headtaker, and there was a section where a small rat ran up to Sleek with a paper bag full of worms and tried to sell it to him That got me thinking, where the f--- did he get a paper bag? Either he stole it from a human or dwarf settlement, in which case I imagine the paper bag itself would be a bit more valuable because of the trouble of getting it, or somewhere in the underempire is paper mill. A paper mill with skaven workers making paper and one of the outputs is f------ paper bags. How did that then get to our little s----- slaves hands? Surely he's not buying direct from the manufacturer. He has to buy it then from a god damn skaven store that sells paper bags. Likely a grocery store. Skaven grocery store that sells/uses paper bags and he reuses them to sell worms AAAAAAAAH it all sounds so adorable O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)00:34:46 No.55756416 > >>55759670 >>55755969 I guess. I mean you can scavenge a lot, but they need tailors and blacksmiths for their clothing and armor too, since nobody else makes them rat sized. As far as paper goes I guess that is a fair assumption too, since Plague Monks seem to carry a fair amount of paper around with them, judging by the models. Since they could steal from all over the Empire thanks to their tunnels they could have also stolen a fair amount of it in WHFB. Not sure how AoS changes Skaven society though. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)00:35:22 No.55756426 > >>55756538 >>55755969 This is question of the F------ year. I don't care if it's technically Fantasy battles not AoS strictly. THIS IS A GOOD QUESTION. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)00:41:03 No.55756488 >>55755969 A society that can build a nuke should probably be capable of making paper. Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)00:50:35 No.55756609 ► >>55756726 >>55759670 >>55755969 Why wouldn't they be able to make paper? They can build enormous factories, electicity generators and highly sophisticated, tiny mechanical devices as well as perform advanced surgery and genetic tampering. Building a paper mill should be laughably easy, not to mention high on the priority list, since paper is always useful and skaven are pragmatists, if anything. I mean, it probably wouldn't be pristine white (and if it was, it wouldn't remain so for long) and it wouldn't necessarily be very high quality, but making paper is such a tedious, mundane task it's practically ideal for slave work. And afterwards you can skin the slaves and have the plague monks make parchment out of them for their sacred tomes. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)01:01:21 No.55756726 > >>55756777 >>55759670 >>55756609 Don't forget. Papermills absolutely f------ reek, so it's even better for skaven to have a nice stink-choke place to force unruly slaves to work-breathe. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)01:05:26 No.55756777 > >>55756797 >>55759670 >>55756726 Yea but now all I can think about is a little Skaven 7-11 and they give out paper bags. Some skaven scribe goes in there and grabs some skittles, a dr. pepper and a deli meat sandwhich for lunch on his way to work and gets it in a little crumpled up paper bag O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)01:07:05 No.55756797 > >>55758890 >>55759670 >>55756777 I'd feel bad for the slaves who worked there. Working retail sucks. Working retail in Skaven society would be the worst thing ever. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)05:30:52 No.55759064 >>55759090 >>55759670 >>55755969 That's cute as f---. Another lore question do the Warriors of chaos, chaos aligned tribes, and what not intermingle? Like in their own cities and what not? Not gonna lie the idea of skaven trying to sell things or vice versa to say human followers of chaos is awesome and has very cool potential. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)05:34:15 No.55759090 > >>55759122 >>55759670 >>55759064 I can imagine mighty chaos warlord having a myriad of chaos followers and chaos beings under his or hers banner. I image a city or a fortress where one can find chaos marauders, warriors, beastmen, gargants, skaven, etc all milling about and waiting for their next orders, and such O Hotelier anon 10/08/17(Sun)05:39:20 No.55759122 >55759184 >>55759250 >>55759670 >>55759090 With Lil skaven slaves running around with trays. "Buy-take a meat in a bun-bread here " O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)05:49:05 No.55759184 ► >>55759122 Skaven are cute as s---. How can archaon hate such a race? Also more Skaven content when? O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)05:50:48 No.55759199 > >>55759270 >>55759670 >>55755969 The process of making paper probably involves a lot of ugly mutated rats, chewing down and digesting wood. Also the mortality rate of the factory workers must be through the roof. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:00:39 No.55759270 >>55759282 >>55759298 >>55759314 >>55759405 >>55759670 >>55759199 >Chaos lord in charge of city gets a tour of the factory >Skaven factory master showing dude around >Place f------ stinks, the rat masters assistant won't stop offering the Lord paper bags of worms, the equipment is literally rats chewing up the wood then vomiting back out on the assembly line >See slaves using fuckinwooden rollers and s--- on rat vomit then letting it dry >Rat ogres being used like living forklifts >Chaos lord sees accident report sign >0 days since last accident >You don't f------ say? Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:02:33 No.55759282 ► >>55759362 >>55759405 >>55759670 >>55759270 >You are Targorath, Scourge of the burning plains, Destroyer of the golden cities. >Archaon deems you worthy to rule your own Empire >lt's nothing but boring paperwork and ribbon cutting ceremonies. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:04:36 No.55759298 ► >>55759314 >>55759320 >>55759405 >>55759670 >>55759270 Look here-here master chaos sir >shows an uneven piece of moldy paper fresh of the assembly line Good to write things-stuff on yes? >chaos lord rolls his eyes and just continues to walk >The skaven begin to cheer as their product is a success, the resulting cheering causes a rat to be knocked down and squashed under a rat ogre's foot O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:06:48 No.55759314 >>55759670 >>55766960 >>55759298 >>55759270 >F--- this, We're outsourcing to the Gobbos next time. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:07:28 No.55759320 > >>55759363 >>55759405 >>55759670 >>55759298 > The crushed rat was one of the managers. > One of the assambly line workers sneaks up to the bloody pulp, steals his whip and hat and immedietly starts whipping and screaming at his former co-workers. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:13:43 No.55759362 ► >55759384 >>55759405 >>55759431 >>55759448 >>55759670 >>55759282 >Have to put up with day to day minutia of the city >One day opening up slaaneshi pleasure palace >Next day signing papers to shut down some beastmens dung flinging business >Everyday somehow a skaven gets in your office and tries to sell you worms >Try and get you deamonette secretary to keep him the f--- out but your anger brings her pleasure so you know she won't Managing cities is f------ hard man. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:13:47 No.55759363 > >55759405 >>55759670 >>55759320 What realm would this paper factory be in? O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:16:00 No.55759384 > >>55759405 >>55759445 >>55759670 >>55759362 >the daemonette peeks her head into the office Sir? Daemon prince Xex'Balc'Kezz of the undying mountains is here to discuss the improvement on the infrastructure leading to the realmgate O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:19:46 No.55759405 > >>55759409 >>55759485 >>55759670 >>55759363 Any >>55759270 >>55759282 >>55759298 >>5575932 >>55759362 >>55759384 S---, this actually made me want to make a Chaos-Skaven army now F--- you all, hilarious bastards O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:20:37 No.55759409 > >55759423 >>55759427 >>55759428 >>55759405 I presume it will be mixed chaos with heavy focus on StD and Skaven? O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:22:21 No.55759423 ► >>55759409 Yeah it was StD what I was imagining the whole time Pretty much the Chaos Lord on demonic mount on foot, watching the whole skaven mess O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:22:42 No.55759427 ► >>55759444 >>55759409 >Not just one Chaos Lord anda hundred menial Skaven workers. O Hotelier anon 10/08/17(Sun)06:22:43 No.55759428 ► >>55759409 All heroes converted to be business men/women, the support one as a secretary. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:22:56 No.55759431 > >>55759467 >>55759670 >>55759362 >A months ago settles from sigmars realm set up a free city in close proximity to chaos paper city. It turns out that they are also in the paper making business and are making vastly superior paper with the wood from the Sylvaneth and the machines of the Khakharadon Overlords O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:24:34 No.55759444 ► >55759451 >>55759427 Don't forget the paper mashé hell pit abomination O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:24:46 No.55759445 > >>55759670 >>55759384 >See proposal >Road made of bloody screaming skulls bringing honor to khorne >Now have to think about the cultural implications of that >Gotta deal with the khorne deamonkin labor union to acquire the skulls >Gotta make sure the slaaneshi rights groups don't get offended >To make the skulls scream you gotta talk to that tzeentch city planner on permits for the spells >Screaming skull road goes through a beastmen mating ground >Think of all the paperwork It ain't easy being mayor. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:25:12 No.55759448 > >55759670 >>55759362 Chaos warrior office workerss with ties stapled to their armor stand in front of their new coffee machine. It's some fat, ugly rat sitting in a cage. How does this work?" One says in a dead-beat voice. His co-worker pushed a glowing green button beneath the rat. Electric shocks run through the cage and the rat starts screaming and squirming in agony. This goes on for five minutes, then a paper cup comes out from inside the machine and the rat starts vomiting into the cup, then falls over dead. "We really need to stop buying skaven products." His co-worker shrugs. "But they are the cheapest." He takes the cup and sips on it. "Not bad" O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:25:26 No.55759451 >>55759444 >Just a wet newspaper on a round stand O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:27:24 No.55759467 > >>55759670 >>55759431 >Just buy the paper Drokar >But they are our hated enemies Lord >JUST BUY THE PAPER O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:31:01 No.55759485 ► >>55759539 >>55759670 >>55759405 https://youtu.be/lg0-_ID92ik [Embed] This music plays as dead Sylvaneth and other types of wood is thrown down a giant hole where it lands on a conveyor belt with Skaven chewing the wood into mush, the mush is then squashed by modified doomwheels, further down the belt chained flamers of Tzeench dry the paper mush. It is then cut up into uneven pieces by clanrats. Rat ogers then haul the piles of paper onto giant carts and wagons that drive through realmgates O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)06:36:42 No.55759528 ► >That feel when you will never see a "How it's Made" episode of paper being made in the skaven factory >That feeling when you will never be mayor of chaostown >That feel when a rat will never try and sell you worms from dried vomit paper bag Why even live? O Hotelier anon 10/08/17(Sun)06:38:38 No.55759539 ► >>55759670 >>55760045 >>55759485 On the other side of the realm gate is a post station. The paper is put into baskets harnessed to giant rats. Slaves ride the rats using cheese on a stick to get to the different delivery destinations. O Anonymous 10/08/17(Sun)08:06:43 No.55760045 > >55760110 >>55759539 >Cold-wet and hot-dark not slow-stop these post-slaves from fast-quick finish the job >Under-Empire postal service oath

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Lord of the Rings: Power Levels

Anonymous 10/20/10(Wed)18:49 No.41538008 >>41537793 Well, you see son.. In LOTR universe there are 5 kinds of people: No powers, Hero Powers, Magic Powers, Overpowered, and Hilariously Godly Overpowered. And then there's tom bombadil, who could have just walked(danced) into mordor, punch sauron in the face(eye), kick melkor in the nuts, set everything right, and be back before lunch time all while wearing the ring as a piercing on his d---. If he only gave a f---.

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I'm sorry, you don't have RAD resistance.

File: lichy.jpg (411 KB, 2550x3300) O Phylacteries Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)01:25:04 No.45624404 >>45624455 >>45624598 >>45624842 >>45625393 >>45625485 >>45625546 >>45625556 >>45625744 >>45627580 >>45629740 >>45629990 >>45630953 >>45632781 >>45633248 >>45633748 >>45633930 >>45634268 >>45634952 >>45634991 >>45635077 >>45635650 >>45639066 >>45639339 >>45642279 >>45647491>>45647500 >>45649184 >>45649233 >>45651337 >>45651387 >>45652206 ITT Most absurd, interesting, clever, efficient and especially infuriating lich phylacteries you have ever heard of, seen, or created. Anything and everything is welcome. O Dinkle 02/25/16(Thu)01:27:37 No.45624455 >45639402 >>45624404 (OP) idk dude, a table in some random guys house or somethin i guess >> O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)01:28:54 No.45624468 >>45624586 >>45624614 >>45625457 >>45626364 >>45631754 >>45633107 >>45635820 As a note, the reason I started this thread is because I am creating a lich NPC, and I want his phylactery to be an especially tedious nuisance to locate/destroy, to the point where the party would consider letting lich live a more reasonable long term decision. O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)09:15:29 No.45631857 >>45632367 >>45632496 >>45635813 >>45647340 A comet that only comes close enough to the earth to cast the ritual on it once every 10 years. The rest of the time it's hurtling through the solar system. If you ever do kill the lich you'll only have 10 years of peace tops, because when the comet comes close again he jumps off and starts f------ s--- up. It's actually become a challenge, every 10 years adventurer's wait to see a burning skeleton scream his way through the atmosphere at the speed of furious astronomy, trying to chart where he landed and hunt him down before he can hide and start f------ s--- up. Whoever destroys his corporeal body gets a massive reward, as they have ensured the safety of the world until his next descension. He's been hopping off the comet and landing all over the planet for centuries, so almost every enough, the screaming skeleton will come down and rip your face off/bring the dead to life/put coal in your stocking/etc. has terrible legends about the comet by now. That once every ten years, if you ven't ificed/etc Destroying the lich is fairly difficult, but if your arty is super high level they can gear up and take the fight to him and try to destroy the comet, which by now he has turned into a full on super castle like that f----- asteroid magneto had. O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)10:19:55 No.45632367 ► >>45639537 >>45649197 >>45631857 >peasant looks up into the sky. >A look of horror crosses his face. The stories were true! >He breaks into a sprint, panting and stumbling over the rough ground. >He looks behind him as he runs, desperately trying to get back to town. >Above him, a bright speck in the evening sky, a screaming skeleton speeds towards him. >Closer inspection notes that it's preparing to do an elbow drop. O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)17:17:58 No.45635813 ► >>45635901 >>45647340 File: just_kill me_then.png (1.23 MB, 788x872) O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)17:25:37 No.45635901 >>45636108 >>45636150 >>45643847 >>45647340 >>45631857 >be lich >>45635813 >cast fire resistance >die to heroes for the first time >respawn on my comet phylactery >it works, I'm an evil genius >10 years roll by >tough it out because lich's are tough as f--- >be e a race that had fire resistance before going lich fly or slowfall to mitigate entry speed below incineration point >Cast teleport/blink/gate into low orbit >Rip off chunk of asteroid and craft it into a magic fire resistant skateboard and do a sick flaming skate tricks all the way to the ground >Cast freezing orb on self to tank the fire damage >Be a red dragon dracolich >cast >comet nears earth >jump off comet and enter earth's atmosphere >bony skeletal body burns up on re-entry >die >respawn on comet again There's any number of ways around the reentry problem. >Rip off chunk of asteroid and craft it into a magic fire resistant skateboard and do a sick flaming skate tricks all the way to the ground O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)17:50:36 No.45636196 ► >>45647340 >Be the chosen hero that must fight the comet liche once every 10 years >Heard that he's a pushover because he almost dies from the fall every time >See the skating equivalent of a Ghost Rider falling from the sky, making a 900° while summoning parachuting skeletons >Realize that you'll never be that cool >Abandon your quest and go home to cry >>45636150 >Lich notices the hero destined "hero" tearing up >Changes trajectory to fly past him at mach VII >Casts Arcane Mark as he flies past him >Hero now has a magic tattoo on his forehead >Looks in mirror when he gets home "Lich's Bitch" O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)18:02:17 No.45636321 ► >>45636506 >>45647340 >>45636150 >about to hit the >Never goes outside again e ground >Starts casting something >Giant halfpipe appears >hits it at three times the speed of sound >You get one round of combat on the pipe before he hits the air >uses the air time to cast buffs, offensive spells, and style on you with the unholiest of gnarly stunts >only way to get enough rounds of combat in a row is to match his jumps on a board of your own O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)18:16:26 No.45636506 ► >45636646 >>45647340 >>45636321 >From that point onwards, all heroes come prepared with a board >After a few centuries the fighting part doesn't even happen, it's just a skateboarding competition >Liche finally finds what he enjoys >And let's it kill him O Anonymous 02/25/16(Thu)18:27:17 No.45636646 ► >>45636680 >>45637931 >>45647340 >Again, and again, and again >>45636506 >Spends his off time carving the comet into the sweetest skate park >Becomes the patron saint of shredding >Ascends to godhood >Those who die doing rad stunts ascend to the comet to spend eternity doing zero g tricks among the stars >Every >unless he is driven back they will spend eternity styling though the cities of earth >No thin horizontal surface ungrinded upon >No bench un kickflipped over >No wall untagged ten years the lich descends with his heavenly host of skaters >Paladins too slow to catch them >Parents worried about the effects on the new generation

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rakdos in a nutshell

Anonymous 11/02/11(Wed)23:26 No.31129803 31129217 >Clown r--- is funny Oh god finally a reason to post this! Picture a woman, half-naked, running down an abandoned city street at night. Tears are running down her face as she gasps and sobs. You hear an odd noise, quiet at first, barely there but soon it becomes louder. Squeaking. Constant squeaking from multiple sources. Then they come around the corner. Clowns. A dozen of them, their shoes making loud squeaking and honking noises, their painted on smiles only slightly larger than the real smiles they have on their faces. The woman is barefoot and is quickly caught and surrounded by these painted up attackers. Before she can cry out, a balloon giraffe is shoved down her throat as several clowns take out their own balloons and begin putting them onto their throbbing erections. She's bent over one of the clowns while two others come at her from the front and behind. They quickly penetrate her and begin honking their horns in rhythm with their thrusts while the idle clowns perform somersaults and pratfalls as they wait their turns with her. The honking begins to speed up as the clowns near orgasm and increase the rate of their thrusting. Shortly after, they all pull out of her and e-------- into their balloons. They quickly remove them, blow them up and make them into different animals as the other clowns move in to take their turns This goes on for nearly two hours. The woman is exhausted and bruised, trembling from the cold and the trauma. Most of the clowns have left, save one final clown f------ her throat raw. He pulls his c--- out and blows his load all over her face, then stands back to admire his handiwork. She looks up at him, tears in her red eyes and tries to talk. He hits her in the face with a pie

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Mister Palinka 03/27/12(Tue)23:39 No.18483431 Well it's been over 24 hours, which is as long as people need to retain interest in order for me to actually post stories. So l'll lay it on you. The game was set after Sovereign Karthakan's war with Kern, and the rise to preeminence of Aldis over its neighbors. Shortly after the war, The Balkan Treyarch (Serbia, Croatia, Bosnia) emerged from the very sea, rising up to fill the Basketh Bay and much of the Western Ocean between Aldis and the Shadow Barrens. First encounters between Aldis and their new neighbors were not hostile, but were far from positive. Immediately upon arriving, all components of the new country fell upon each other in an o--- of violence, since each believed that, denied their neighbors, they could subjugate the others. The Aldish sent tendrils of adepts and agents into Hrovatia to try and figure out what was going on, but the men and women they sent in were incapable of figuring out who was in charge, which country they had entered, and why everyone was killing each other. Indeed, most of the people they asked did not know themselves. The Jarzonian encounter was less overt, as they now occupied what used to be the Serbian/Bulgarian border, and the Serbs were just happy not to be neighboring Bulgarians anymore... However, the influx of drugs, guns and organized crime into their country shocked the stoics of Jarzon, and relations were immediately strained. That strain was nothing next to what materialized when, during a momentary ceasefire, the Slavs realized that their neighbors were all magical Pagans with talking horses. Mister Palinka 03/28/12(Wed)21:27 No.18494763 >>18483431 The situation immediately changed. Everyone reacted differently. The Croats made overtures to the Aldish in the hopes of maybe securing an ally to back them up in this strange new world. The Aldish were welcoming, and offered to support them as a fully independent kingdom and ally. Upon christening the alliance with the Blue Rose Scepter, the Sovereign of Aldis realized that every single member of the Croatian government, and at least eighty percent of the crowd observing was Night Aligned, and everyone else Twilight. There was no good way to explain that according to their custom, not one person in the entire crowd would be allowed to serve in government. Upon hearing rumors that Aldea planned to replace their entire government with homosexual pagans, the celebrations of the new alliance went terribly pear shaped. Meanwhile, in Serbia, in a desperate attempt to avoid war, the Orthodox patriarchy venture into Jarzon to discuss theology with their new neighbors, hoping to find common ground. The unanimous decision was that the Jarzoni stance on everyone and everything was too soft. The Jarzoni suggested that, given several weeks they could potentially invade Aldea again to prove that they were just as uncompromising and violent as the Serbs, but a local football club invaded Jarzon that same day, and the government had no choice but to follow suit.

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