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Pictures that could be the basis of campaigns?

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>> No.9004936

>>9004908
WHAT THE FUCK JAPAN.
Just... WHAT THE FUCK.

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>> No.9004959

>>9004877
what the hell?

>> No.9004971

...wow, this got a lot of trolling in a short amount of time.

Self-sage.

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>>9004936

How the fuck do you fall for such a terrible photoshop?

Ryo's god-tier though.

>> No.9005033

>>9004900

What's this?

>> No.9005034

>>9004908
japan
clearly a more superior nation then ours.

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>>9004997
Way too thin.
France is better.

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>>9005071

No, just the right level of thin.

>> No.9005100

>>9005033
anatomy of a scaly

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>>9005071
In b4 pictures of her pregnant.

>> No.9005104

>>9005071
Though I do wonder how she sleeps knowing over 9000 ronery neckbeards have the hots for her...

Hrm.

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>>9004877

>> No.9005119

>>9005100

Scaly? A lizard?

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>>9005034
>more superior

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>>9005095
Yellow teeth, sharp knees and elbows.

Fucking her would be like fucking a bag of antlers.

Fucking Alizee would be fan fucking tastic.

>> No.9005134

>>9005104
happy

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>> No.9005155

>>9005126
alizee is about to give birth any minute now

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>> No.9005163

>>9005119
An anatomical diagram of a dragons cloaca.

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>> No.9005169

>>9005126

Fucking Alizee would be impossible due to premature ejaculation

>> No.9005173

>>9005126
picky virgin is PICKY

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>> No.9005185

>>9005163
actually, the digital sculpt for an unreleased dragon dicksleeve

>> No.9005188

>>9005102
Pregnant?
Want see.

>> No.9005192

>>9005033
>>9005033
>>9005033
Definitive proof that any notions of there being a god are entirely false.

>> No.9005195

>>9005163

But it has an anus and a vagina? Not a cloaca?

>> No.9005198

>>9005169
So very true. I can jack off to her 'poisson rouge' song in like the first chorus.

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>> No.9005212

>>9005126
She looks way too much like Michael Jackson for my sexual comfort.

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When I saw OP, I thought this thread had potential...

>> No.9005232

>>9005195
dragons are not real, they could have 7 holes down there for all it's worth

>> No.9005242

>>9005195
It's a render of a potential dragon-shaped sex-toy.

>> No.9005244

>>9005126

Uhm... she looks fine, I guess, but either you're posting bad pictures or she's really not that exceptional looking.

>> No.9005256

>>9005228
Thanks man, I tried.

>> No.9005271

>>9005244

I guess it's more a package deal. The sum is greater than the parts and shit.

>> No.9005305

>>9005256
No you didn't.

>> No.9005307

>>9005188
http://lmgtfy.com/?q=alizee+pregnant+pictures

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Magic carpets provide lift as a function of their area, however they are almost fundamentally 2 dimensional objects already so a structure made entirely of magic carpets defeats the Square:Cube Law.

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>> No.9006278

>>9006099
eh?

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You grew up in a world where your every need was fulfilled by easy magic. If you were hungry, you magicked up a feast. If you were bored, you magicked up a friend. Effectively a utopia filled with omnipotent gods.
Until one suicidal mage decided to end the world in the most painful way possible and it took the combined efforts of the strongest mages to temporarily halt the destruction of the world, at the cost of everyone's ability to preform magic. Now you must deal with a post scarcity society suddenly wondering where its next meal is coming from, on the remainder of a world on the brink of destruction.

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>>9006278
The Square cube law is what prevents you from scaling up things that work at one size to a bigger size. Basically, strength (or lift in that case) increases with cross section (an area, roughly proportional to height squared) while weight increases with volume (roughly proportional to height cubed).

This also causes other sorts of weird things like a mouse sized person would freeze to death since you radiate heat based on your surface area but generate heat based on your volume.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Square-cube_law

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There are two facts that everyone knows about dwarves.
One, they are hard working, always working on something.
Two, They are no, nonsense: that they never do anything without a reason.

Yesterday, the Dwarf king had just announced that they have just finished the graves for every living person of all races, a giant necropolis miles in every dimension. Today, every dwarf on the planet laid down in their grave and drank a vial of poison. The gate to the necropolis is open and is waiting for you.

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>>9006778
OH GOD

THAT FUCKING RULES

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I'm surprised this hasn't been posted yet.

>>9006778
Beats a tantrum spiral, I guess.

>> No.9006907

>>9006778
oh shit.....then what happens?

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>>9006778
Sweet Mother of fuck this is incredible.

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>> No.9006950

>>9006778

YOU ARE FUCKING NECROMANCERS! THIS IS THE DAY YOU HAVE WAITED FOR!

>> No.9006958

>>9006778
DRR DRR DRR

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>>9005200
>rippers on infantry base

>> No.9007050

>>9006967
I like how that's what you point out about that picture.

>> No.9007122

gehenna?
>>9006806

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>> No.9007132

Shadow of the Colossus?
>>9006859

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>>9006778
"Ha, I knew those dwarves weren't right in the head," Grumog, your orc companion says as you lead the group into the necropolis. "Now lets grab us some of their gold and get out of here."
"We shouldn't be doing this," says River. She fidgets and replaces a strand of her hair behind her pointed ear.
"Someone has to," you say. "A whole race just can't come down with melancholy."
"Never met a cheerful dwarf. Day always were quiet and brooding. Unless day were drunk, always serious."
"Well, we won't figure anything out from here," you say and you enter an arch at random. An inky blackness is beyond the arch and you dig through your pack for a lantern.
While you fumble for a light, Grumog laughs at you and strides into the darkness. A moment or two of stumbling and he hurries back to you. "Fuck! Dat whole cave is too dark. I can't see a damn ding." He seems a bit more patient than usual as he wants for you to secure your lantern. Once you do, you step through the curtain of blackness and the lantern dims. What was just a healthy wick is now dimmer than a sick glowworm. Grumbling, you continue on and Grumog and River follow.
Turning right at the first branch, you mark the wall and go on into the inky blackness. Behind you are two warriors who would go into a dragon's lair unafraid but now, you feel them following so close behind you that you're tripping on their feet.
About a hundred feet past the arch you enter a giant cavern and you feel the openness of it. With your little light you can just see the doorway into the cavern and a few feet of the floor but nothing else, the darkness devours the light before it can get and farther.

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>> No.9007896

>>9007132
They had quite a bit of concept art for colossi which didn't make it into the game.

Also, multiplayer.

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>>9007842
"Hand me your staff, River."
Uncertain, she does. You tie the chalk to the bottom of her staff and begin using it as a walking stick. Once you're certain you can see the chalk on the floor, you begin walking toward the center of the cavern. Almost
immediately the walls behind you disappear into the darkness and you feel as if you were on a featureless plane. You walk on.
"Someone say SOMEDING!" The wall behind you echos faintly but you hear nothing else.
"We don't know if the dwarves brought in any creatures to protect their graves..."
"I can't really think of anything to say that wouldn't be redundant," River adds.
"I don't care what, dis quiet is too..."
"Shh." You hush your companions as you see something on the edge of your vision. As you come closer you see it is two dead dwarven children. There is some stone toys between them and it looks like they were rolling them to each other.
River looks heartbroken at them. "They must have played while they were waiting for the poison to... work."
Grumog and you share a look then shake your heads. The children were right in front of you so you make a large half circle around the children and their toys. Continuing on, you notice the chalk wearing low so you replace it with another from your pack. You three walk in silence for about an hour before you reach the other side. Unbroken but engraved walls meet you. You squint up and you think you see a balcony above you. "Shall we climb?"
Grumog grunts noncommittally, hardly his normal complaining self. River just fidgets and shrugs. With as close to a unanimous decision as you'll get, you write a small message saying that you climbed here on the ground before fishing in your pack for a grappling hook. One your third try you manage to hook the balcony.

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>>9006778
T...THIS GRAVE!

IT...IT WAS MADE FOR ME!

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>>9007915
You grunt and struggle but you manage your way up the rope. Once you are a few feet off of the ground, the ground fades away and the world is just you, the misshapen dwarven carvings on the wall and the rope. And darkness in all directions. After you get far enough away, River casts a light spell but like the lantern, it only provides a feeble light. After a minute or two, you make it to the balcony. Inside is a tiny niche with three unblinking dwarves, each sitting upon what would to a human be called a throne. For dwarves it just meant they had the money to spare for a gilded chair. None wore a crown so you were certain they weren't royalty. Still, you close their eyes with the flat of your palm then pry off the nicer jewels from the chairs. Seeing nothing else in the niche you shout that you are coming back down. You shake the clamminess out of your hand and begin climbing down.
Once you get close enough to the ground you see your two companions huddled around River's light. They were close enough to cause a fight in either of their homelands but perhaps after this dwarf thing the world could change for the better in other ways. "Enough spooning, lets go around the edge to see if we can find more balconies." With a practiced tug of the rope the knot at the top loosens and you walk around the edge of the cavern peering upward. Spotting another balcony, you toss your hook up with only a couple of tries.

>> No.9008410

>>9008229
Keep going dude!

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>>9007915
You grunt and struggle but you manage your way up the rope. A solitary climb in your private world of darkness, wall and rope. After you get far enough away, you can only see the ground by the feeble light of River's light spell. After a minute or two, you make it to the balcony. Inside is a tiny niche with three unblinking dwarves, each sitting upon their not-thrones. You close their eyes with the flat of your palm then you shake your head and look at your hands again. You pat the pouch you normally store your newly gained loot in and find it empty. Rubbing your eyes, you take a sip from your water skin then pry off the nicer of the gems from the chairs.
You steady your voice before calling down. "Is everything normal down there?"
"Ha, DIS is normal!?" and "Yes, everything is fine." float back up to you.
"I'm coming down then." You climb down, slipping once or twice due to your hands feeling thick and clammy but manage to descend without injury. Once you get down, you look at River and Grumog for clues and notice the stress in their eyes. You decide not to worry them without reason. You pat your pouch and feel the jewels. "I've got a few trinkets I'd like to see in a better light. Lets go back out of the arch for a break."
"Dat sounds good."
"Finally!"

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>>9008498
>>9008229
But they just... but it's empty.... why did...

AAAAGH TIME LOOP!

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>>9008498
MOAR PLS

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>>9008498
Your nerves seem to ease as you follow your dotted path path to the first balcony. You ponder about going back up to check if you really grabbed the jewels the first time or not but you decide it can wait. This all encompassing dark is getting to you all.
Grumog takes the lantern from you and begins hurrying in front of you and River. You edge over to her and bask in the light of her orb. "Don't go so fast that you miss the chalk, 'og!"
"Ha! Dats not likely. I've got da best night vision." Its not high comedy but the three of you share a laugh. Grumog flickers at the edge of your vision and you start to yell at him when he stops dead. "No, dats not right!" Hurrying up to him, you follow his eyes. The chalk line is leading straight between the two children. "Dey moved! DEY MOVED!"
"Calm down 'og. Whats wrong?"
"Da children moved! We went around dem!"
You look at the line and the children again uncertain. You thought you did go around the children but you're not certain. You look to River.
"Now Grumog, if we went around the children then the line wouldn't be straight. Now see, the line is straight so must have gone through the children. Remember, you touched the toy as you passed?"
"Dats not right. Dey must have moved the line... DEY MOVED!" With a suddenness that has decapitated wyvern, Grumog draws his axe and begins chopping at the children. You begin to stop him but you aren't sure if you went around the children or not so you stay yourself. After a few moments, the bodies are horribly managed but there is relatively little blood.
"Come on, 'og, lets get out of here."

>> No.9008842

>>9008498
then what happens?

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>>9008803

>> No.9008890

>>9008842
then what happened?

>> No.9008950

>>9008878
Good God Koume, you're in the wrong board. Also you shouldn't browse this website, go back playing with Anzu and Hiragi.

>> No.9008960

>>9008803
WHAT HAPPENS I NEED TO KNOW!!!

>> No.9009007

>>9008803
F5F5F5

>> No.9009016

bump for awesome's sake.

>> No.9009084

GOOD GOD WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

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>>9008803
You notice as you leave the children behind that your chalk stub has worn out again. You attach your last piece to the staff and follow the dotted chalk line back to the entrance.
Once you've gone twenty minutes the chalk begins getting faint. You take the lantern back from Grumog and begin walking slower, remarking the marks so you can find your trail again when you come back. Every so often a drop of blood falls off of Grumog's axe onto the ground, a sudden noise in the stillness of the cavern. You follow the chalk marks to the edge of the cavern and finally you see the walls through the darkness again. You see the tunnel you entered from in the wall and the chalk path leads you straight to it. At the end of the chalk trail you see a message telling you that you took the right path ahead but you don't see any chalk marks inside the tunnel. You begin to show River the message but Grumog and her just brush past you on their eagerness to get out of here. You hurry after them.
After you follow the tunnel for ten minutes you make it to the four way intersection. Turning right, you and your companions continue on. After a moment you pour your flask of oil into your lantern. You didn't think you'd been in here that long. Not wanting to wait on you, Grumog and River continue on with River's light. You stopper your flask and continue after their footsteps.

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>>9009172

Oh shit moment incoming.

>> No.9009286

>>9009211
no shit.

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>>9009172
MOAR

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>> No.9009393

>>9009286
No, oh shit. Get your shit straight.

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>>9009172
After a few minutes of chasing, you come to a fork in the tunnel. With all of the echoing you can't tell which way they went and your indecision keeps you at the branch until the footsteps die away. You crumple on the ground, afraid now for the first time in a long while.
"Come back here! This is the wrong way!" No answer.
You stare at the floor unthinking but then you notice a drop of blood in one of the forks. It's not much but you'll take it. "WAIT! STOP!" You yell as you run after them. You run until your lungs burn and your eyes water but you don't see the glimmer of light ahead. Instead you barrel into a chair and almost lose your lantern over the edge.
Regaining your balance you look around. Its another of the niches, this time it has a tunnel level to the balcony. Another three dwarves in another three not-thrones. This isn't the way. You turn around and rush back.
After a lifetime of running you make it back to the last fork. Maybe you imagined the blood. You turn to the other fork and dash down it. No glimmer of light. You run down it. It leads you back to the cavern, but no chalk trail. "WHAT THE FUCK?" You reach down and unhook your pouch. "KEEP THE GEMS!" The gems go into the all encompassing darkness. Your turn around and sprint back down the tunnel.

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>>9009396
the suspense is killing me

>> No.9009436

>>9009396
He's gonna find the tomb intended for him

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>>9009436
Oh Christ...he will...

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>>9009396

is River hot?

>> No.9009492

>>9009481
totally

>> No.9009530

tell me someone is saving this as copy pasta

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>>9009532

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>>9009553

>> No.9009582

>>9009532
>>9009576
>>9009553
I meant to post in that order...

>> No.9009591

>>9009582
So...fortress of bones leads to spooky spider forest?

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>>9009172
The chalk is forgotten. The staff thrown aside. Only you, the lantern and the tunnel now. You hurry down tunnel. You take another right and keep going. At your breakneck speed you barely notice the axe on the ground before you trip over it. Your lantern goes flying and smashes on a wall.
And now there is nothing, just you and the darkness.
You crawl on the ground and go back to the axe. Cold. Heavy. Sharp. You taste copper in the air. You crawl along, dragging the axe with you for a while. You don't know how long. After a while it slips out of your numb hands but you don't notice. You continue along the tunnel, feeling your way in the darkness. Nothing. No sound. No light. Just the rough rock on your hands until even that fades as your tear your hands raw.
"Is anyone here?" you almost whimper. It feels like hours have passed. Nothing for it, you must continue.
Eventually, you the texture of the silence changes. You must be at the cavern again. You feel. A chair. One of the not-thrones. You feel the dead dwarf upon it. You reach out and close his eyes. Reaching into your pack you grab your rope again. It's a simple knot but you don't want to mess it up. You tie one end to the chair, it seems heavy enough to support your weight. Then you adjust the slip knot and push off.

>> No.9009606

>>9009591
Through a mountain pass, into forest, then to gate of hellish bones.

>> No.9009633

Dear god you are the best writefag ever.

>> No.9009685

Chilling.

>> No.9009718

>>9009596

...is that it? is that the end?

>> No.9009767

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD MOAR!

>> No.9009792

Calling all lurkers to post. Get some attention on this thread, guys.

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>>9009596
>It's a simple knot but you don't want to mess it up. You tie one end to the chair, it seems heavy enough to support your weight. Then you adjust the slip knot and push off.

Hmmm.

>> No.9009822

BUMP

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>>9009797

>> No.9009857

>>9009718
He's writing it as he goes, so it's a while between posts

>> No.9009895

>>9009857

I understand and respect this, but I can be impatient if I want. Also, someone better be saving this writefaggotry.

>> No.9009917

>>9009895
Nothing's stopping you from archiving it.

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>> No.9009951

>>9009895
>>9009917
I'd say wait until the story's done; the start of this thread is full of faggotry, and if the story is disappoint then it won't have been worth archiving

>> No.9009957

>>9009596 Is the end. Sorry, I didn't plan a more fulfilling ending, it was stream of consciousness based on thematic images in my settings folder.

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>>9009957

>> No.9009990

>>9009957
That seems a fairly...fitting ending, anyway.

>> No.9010000

>>9009957
The death of the viewpoint character seems a reasonable place to stop. There's nothing wrong with it as it is, except that now I'm afraid to play dwarf fortress.

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>>9006778
>>9007842
>>9007842
>>9007915
>>9008229
>>9008498
>>9008803
>>9009172
>>9009396
>>9009596
This thread should be archived for this alone.
..
I'm not going to get any sleep tonight.

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>> No.9010053

>>9010000
The terror...the terror....
Just think, it might actually happen. You build your fortress to big, too deep and find the abyss. And the abyss tells each of your dwarves to kill themselves. And they do.

>> No.9010115

I was just looking through the archive, and I read through the thread here:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/9004046/
I take it, by looking, that the thread leading up to that one didn't get archived or saved in any way?

>> No.9010123

so...new /tg/ campaign: "The City of Graves."
If you guys can come up with a better title for this campaign setting, go right ahead.

>> No.9010189

>>9010123
>"The City of Graves."
But the city is not OF graves. The city IS a grave. The Last Grave.

On the other hand, your name is pretty kickass.

>> No.9010270

DEATHGATE
DEATHOLME
GRAVEHOME: THE DAMMNED

>> No.9010284

Right, I copied and pasted the write faggotry into a word file and saved it like the fist of the fucking north star.

>> No.9010289

GRAVEMURDERED

>> No.9010339

>>9010284
good man

>> No.9010369

>>9010189
City of the Grave.

Just obtuse enough to skirt around the point.

>> No.9011592

>>9006967

plus chaos stars on the tits?!?!!

>> No.9012897

>>9010019
Guh, I was right. No sleep. Damnit.

>> No.9014964

this shit is so good

>> No.9019558

bumping from page 15 because the front page is full of shit

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