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Simply put the number of dice you would like to roll followed by a "d" and then add how many sides you want each die to have. Post rolling requires this in 'quotes' or [Square brackets], and nothing is needed for email rolls.

Email Field Rolling:
You can roll one set of dice from the email field
2d20 in the email field will roll 2 20 sided dice

In Post Rolling:
You can roll up to 5 sets of dice from the post field, each set of dice can contain a different number of dice and a different number of sides.
Rolls can be placed anywhere in the post, they must be put in single 'quotes' or [Square brackets]. You can roll up to 6 sets of dice total
'3d30' will roll 3 30 sided dice.
[5d10] will roll 5 10 sided dice.

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The search for statues continues.
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"I usually drink it stronger!"
She smirks, chuckling at the nuzzle, stretching her neck.
"I did warn you."


"You did, such a wise Nurse. " …kiss her neck, just to see how she reacts..


She gives you a smug look.
"Of all the things I expected you to be when you woke up, feeling frisky wasn't one of them."


"I think that just happens around you." Feeling bolder, my wing lightly gropes her.


She takes another swing of the drink, but doesn't protest. She is rather shapely, and it's been a while for you.
She glanced down, then back up with a smirk again, putting one hindleg over yours.
"I can see you have a healthy reaction."

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Titans used to speak your name with fear, oh how quick time passes. Upon a gentle wind do the wonders of newer heroes get carried, so far and wide have they replaced your works. The life of an adventurer-retired is peaceful, tranquil, and well afforded. Such is the tradeoff for not dying with no one to mourn your passing. Unfortunately, this cannot continue as a threat unknown to these generations arises. Out here by shoreline of the Equestrian provinces there’s little need for any sell sword for civilized ponies, so when idle gossip and caravan word picks up about approaching danger it’s time to worry.

It is morning and a familiar bonnet wearing mare is politely knocking on your door, Ms. Carrot Juice.
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Silver Lane lands next to you, burnt with her cooked mane jutting behind.

"Got a few good scars out of this, but we'll live. Oh I want to explode, we just stood hoof to hoof against your old foe! THINK OF THE LEGEND!! WHOOO!"


"I'm thinking more of the cleanup. And the fact I don't have to relocate my house."
Chuckle a bit.
"But try to leave me out of this story, if you can? My time in the spotlight is long over."


"Yea that retired life looked like a boon from here! Hahah, you know that someone will include you in this story even if we don't. Right? Anyway, we're gonna stay around to see if someone'll pay for this. You're welcome to sit and tell us stories if you want! That house ain't going nowhere."

It's around afternoon as the dome disintegrates and several more groups of adventurers come wandering in.


"Well, what did you want to hear about? If you've been following me since the Wendigo, you probably know most of them."
I should probably make sure no one touches it. Last thing we need is for all our work to get undone because of one touchy chronomancer.
If nothing else, I can hire one of these groups to act as guards until the experts from Canterlot make it out here.


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Hearing stories not just about your successes, but about the preparations in between-adventures made this group's day. With several other groups stationed nearby, guarding this self-made tomb wasn't difficult. A small processing unit from the Provincial capital teleported in, haphazardly touched the materials to everyone's horror, and concluded that there were no life signs coming from Star Whisper here. The trip home, like any trip this far from the border, is quiet. Peaceful, glowing myconids standing as tall as your leg dot the wilderness. The day after is a sore affair made easier with magic, seeing that Carrot Juice's friends have time to wisen up upon listening in on Silver Lane's heroic deeds against the "Whispering Star," informing lumber yards and cleanup employment of damage done, and undoing all the wards with a clear mind.

After this things were quiet again, and a week later a familiar bonnet-wearing pony knocks politely on your door.

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Old thread: >>683231
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"Well, he -did- honestly warn us not to open it, didn't he? Can you really blame him for what happened to us, if he only planned to target Merret?"


"Yeah, I guess. Just so we're all together and all."

"Yeah, I can," she replies bluntly and without much thought.


"Yeah, good thinkin'!"


Not like we'd get in the way o'his plan if he just told us about that blasted box."

"Last thing ye want is t'be thrown forward in time, better we know and get it t'him than open it like we did."


"…Alambil? Never heard of it." Getting back might be harder than you thought.

"Hm. The Company I do know, come to think of it. There's a station of theirs on an Ark not far from here. Maybe they can help you."

You look around, seeing them tailing your group now that the chimera is out of the picture. None of them look hurt, just winded from being swatted by a giant three headed monster.

"Come on, let's not waste time. Sun'll be going down soon."
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Another one of London's famous fogs covers the streets as Edward Sullivan makes his way to the George's Court Pub. The streets are bustling with scruffy laborers carrying equipment and stone, while the housewives are going from store to store haggling for whatever food they can get. On the street there's an old filthy man with only one leg begging.

A certain uneasiness has fallen over the greatest city in the world after the war. While the Great War ended in victory, the effects are still felt in daily life.

As you open the door, Edward steps from the fog outside to the smog of cigarettes and pipes. Old men are drinking a pint while playing cards and a red haired with a voluptuous figure keeps the ale flowing.

At the table in the corner, Edward sees the figure he's looking for. An older man with a white beard dressed in a costume that must have been top of the line ten years ago.
He's accompanied by another man…

Perhaps you both could briefly describe how you look and introduce yourself.
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"Or a crowbar."



Roll #1 17 = 17



Roll #1 2 = 2



Roll #1 10 = 10 / Roll #2 5 = 5



No one recovered Luck


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>Time moves in one direction, memory in another.

Calling sheets for the 85th session of TimeQuest
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>"You just get into fights and then forget about it regularly?"
"I don't know, I think I bring out the worst in people sometimes."

>"Well, I'm glad you won't hold it against me. But I still want to make it up to you."

"hnnm.." Luke seems uneasy about the suggestion "Well, if you wanna do something for me you could give Jean a bath. She hates those and she's past due for one."


"You don't bring out the worst in ponies. You didn't for me at least, it was just bad timing."

Onyxia nods at Luke's suggestion.
"Consider it done. Is she around here, or still sleeping? I can't tell how early it is down here."


"She's somewhere, the sneaky little rat. If you find her, net her. Don't even mention the word bath. She knows."


"I don't think I'll need to be that extreme, I've usually been pretty good around animals."
Onyxia says as she stands up from her chair.
"Thank you Luke, for being so understanding."
She says with a smile as she departs from the kitchen.
"Again, I'm sorry. I promise that won't ever happen again."


>Cat Bath [1d10]

Roll #1 3 = 3

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Statues, flowers trees and more!
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You surface with a gasp, drawing in some of that much needed oxygen. The stormy sea can hardly be called calm, but you spot her, quickly grabbing her before she sinks.
You see a strange glow around your body, and it feels much lighter…
Someone from the ship got both of you!


"The egg! What happened to the egg?" I shout franticly in my low oxygen confusion.


"She's got it!"
The unicorn says, and you can see that Justine is clutching it, being pulled out of the sea by some fellow crewmates.
The captain is laid out onto the deck, coughing up water mixed with blood, but you hear the cracking of bones as the last of the empowerment leaves her statue, righting her body again.
She stays down too, unconcious.


"Good.. we might make it out alive.." gaze up at the storm a moment as i go to make sure the ladies didn't drown.


You see both of them are fine.
…maybe not fine. Far from fine, actually. But they are alive.
You are alive.

That's the last thought before you fall unconcious from the strain.

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Bit of a warning here, but the Internet is fickle where I live and tends to go out for no reason at all for brief to extended periods of time. I'll do what I can to restore it if it does go out. Thank you for your patience and I hope you're all doing well.

It's been 2 years…

At least that's what it feels like. After you and Luna fell asleep, the two of you met up again in your dreams. It was here that Luna explained to you the full potential of Heart Song and Kris' hideaway. Time outside of it stood still for as long as the door was sealed and two beings were inside. This allowed whoever used it as much time as they wished to be with the one they loved without any consequences that time might take on they body, and without the world going on without them.

This coupled with Luna's powers over dreams meant that the two of you could essentially live your lives here and explore whatever worlds or possibilities your minds could imagine together. The thought of abandoning the world outside and spending eternity dreaming with Luna was tempting, and Nightmare Moon and made this offer on more than one occasion, but you both knew that you'd have to take care of Tiamat eventually. Leaving things as they were wouldn't feel right to either of you.

Two years was nothing more than a moment to someone who lived over one-thousand, but it was a good moment, and one she would always remember.

The two of you awoke, clinging to each other and taking in everything you both could offer. The desire to fade back into your dreams was almost impossible to resist with Luna resting in your arms. With one more kiss, lingering as long as the two of you could allow, you and Luna gathered up the strength to leave.

"You chose a convenient time to awaken," Luna said and paused for a moment to take a deep breath of the cool night breeze that blew by, her mane restrained by the hairband you'd gifted her. "Celestia should be raising the sun soon, then we head for Halberd's throne room to discuss further planning and preparation."
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You hug her tight and the two of you hold each for a while. She doesn't say anything as you leave. There's just a sad smile on her face as she waves goodbye to you.

Baron closes the door behind you and leads you to Emperor Halberd's throne room. Seat at the head of the giant table is Halberd. The smaller table on top of it has Celestia, Luna, and a spot for you on one side,while Gold Heart, Thorn, and Pierce are seated on the other.

"Baron?" Gold Heart almost shouts. "What are you doing here? You were relieved of duty to watch over Lucent."

"You're up," Baron whispers.


"Baron wants to join us. And from prior experience I doubt anyone can stop him once he has made up his mind."

I'll have to head to bed. Not sure if anyone else is still up, so maybe this is a good point to cut the session?


Works for me honestly. Internet is cutting out so frequently I've resorted to phone posting.

Next session is on either the 15th or the 22nd. I'll be posting the date when I find out.


ah man I missed it


Thanks for the session AJ!

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Post Sheets when you're ready.
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>River's Hand
[1d13] [1d13] [1d13] [1d13] [1d13]

Roll #1 6 = 6 / Roll #2 13 = 13 / Roll #3 13 = 13 / Roll #4 10 = 10 / Roll #5 12 = 12


"Worry not, lad! Galton has enough brains for the three of us. I shall not tell her of the plan until we are absolutely ready. She will enjoy the sudden challenge, I wager. She is one of the Setgetsiin, so not even a mind reader would be able to pry the information from her."

"For now, return to your allies and prepare yourself. I will send the information to you once it's ready."

"I'm taking you to your room, right now. You can't come out until you've grown. Then, I'm going to cast you out."

The face in the horizon and sky turns, stretching into the light until his bulging profile, distorted, lumpy and curving along the bend of the sky until his face consumes the sky above and around you. His face is pitted and mottled, and covered in filth. A hand reaches out from behind and plucks you up. One of the towers spreads outward, like an anthill. Crowley stuffs you into one of the rooms through a half-melting window at the top, into a musty, moldy room, resembling a cell.

River, Zjetya and Renee all go for the deck to replace some of their cards.
[1d13] [1d13] [1d13]
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[1d13] [1d13]

Roll #1 9 = 9 / Roll #2 1 = 1


[1d13] [1d13] [1d13]

Roll #1 11 = 11 / Roll #2 6 = 6 / Roll #3 7 = 7

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This is the thread for various one-shots relating to the PirateQuest which I run for the cytube group, not to be confused with other quests involving pirates.
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"What's the matter?" Sunshine asks.

Schwartzwelt returns the shake. "Likewise. I'll get to work with picking the fellows I want on your ship, and all the paperwork that'll be. I can't promise you a high-end ship, but she'll be sturdier than any small-fry pirates that try to stop you. I'll throw in a blank mast too, so you can design a jolly roger.

"For now though, you'll have to return to your cell. We need to keep up appearances until I can get all this sorted out. I plan to tell the brass only after you've turned up some results for us. Better to be forgiven than to wait for permission after all. Capiche?"



Cutlass groans. "You're really killing my badass factor here. I had it all planned out!"


Schwartz laughs. "Planning a prison break when I could also just open the door for you? Well, don't keep me in suspense."



"No, I just had a few choice words for someone. But, subsequently having to spend the night here really cuts back on the drama of it all. But," Cutlass sighs. "I suppose I'll do what I must."

"Lead me back to my cell for now, I guess," Cutlass says to Miss Sunshine.


"Mmm, it's a big sea. I'm sure you'll get your chance sooner or later," Schwartz says.

Sunshine bounces down the steps with excitement. "Nice work! I can't believe we're really getting this opportunity. It'll be a big day tomorrow, so you really be sure that you're well-rested, alright?"


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