We don't know where they came from or how they came to be or even how they are capable of doing the things they do.The Sues.They're impossible. They can do impossible things. Anyone who ever beat a sue, became one. It's impossible, and we're hiding in dark places under this sparkly hell. People stopped counting how long we've all been this way, from the day that the old world fell. From what they say, it's been generations.Then one day, we stopped seeing sues. One day, someone said it was all over. But living didn't get any easier.
I'd say, them sue nations have decided to play hide and seek with us. Somewhere down there, there's a mermaid sue waiting to jump ya, or some some half animal retard self-shitting sue waiting to take you to its nest, or sumthin'.
I thought we discussed this before; after the initial outbreak, it was a very very short period until humanity was wiped out.The only thing left standing were people who could survive pure author fiat; i.e. other sues. That didn't know they were Sues.
This is a rather lackluster setting premise...
How long has it been? ? Is it really that time again? It seems as if you only just arrived. ===It took a very long while, a lot of luck, on the part of the remaining humans of Meta-Earth, before discovering 'real knowledge' could repel the sues. In that time, who would've thought to bring books with them in a matter of survival, hiding and escape? In many places with the mary sues vying for rule, the years of hiding stretched into generations. When the rest of mankind crawled out of their hiding holes, they emerged warped, with a new bizarre religion springing up around knowledge. Thus the powers of "canon" and "real knowledge" were condemned to the rigors mindless ritual to ward away the vileness of the sues, and some took to callling upon purging the sin of sue in the hearts of men. Others were branded as those with too much "sin" and "taint" that they were subjected to be purified and be judged in some proclaimed afterlife.
The places around the world least affected by sues were prime targets for looting and raiding. In the aftermath of the Crossover War, the resistance cells, the remnants of mankind on Meta-Earth began a frenzy of pillaging and raiding the better-off places in the aftermath, the violence erupting making more libraries/schools to be destroyed, knowledge being scattered, made into an object of reverence instead of being a tool, the new garlic-and-cross of this age. The widespread occurrence of banditry, general mistrust and individualist survivalism complicated matters.===There's been calls ringing out for a while about the war of the sues being over and that it's time to come to the surface and rebuild. One day, you hear about a call coming from "libraries" and "universities" needing to be defended against their books from being destroyed. Over the years you've managed to scrape up the pecking ladder in the Free Town society and become a trusted scout. Your town leaders have sent you to a newly-discovered location of a distress call, a place long avoided...What is your name? Are you out here for treasure? Are you out here for power? Are out out here to kill the last sues?
The name is Roger. First name, anyways. Last name...well, orphaned before I can remember, so they just call me Roger. I signed up to help search for knowledge so I can help protect the town, and all those kids who are lucky enough to have parents.
>>23035980Yes TG Quest is lackluster, not like your blatant fetish quest or pantysluts bouncing on the desert and eating toast.
>>23036359Now now, be nice. As long as someone peacefully contributes, they should be welcomed. Flawed logic, point it out. Outdated information, correct them. Only when the true trolls emerge should we use overwhelming force.
>>23036357No last name? Did they give you a Spaz name to go with it back in the day? Oh, where are my manners?Spaz is kind of English and not-English. It's what you get when you shoehorn every other language into English then rape the result. The older generations look back at their times and now, and kinda sad really, for them. When their generation started kicking the bucket, there was some use of English, but *real* English? You won't find any any "native" English speakers left outside the Sue nations.They say "native" English is the tongue of the sues, could call it mary sue English, after the fact where all the Spazzers of the current generation started testing language to check for sues.
>>23036432Well, they found me stealing from their stores, but were kind enough to just feed me. I was mesmerized by the vegetables, couldn't get enough. So they called me "Green". Since then, it's been Roger Green for anything official...pff, official, hah.
>>23036131The name is Alexander Rex, silly name for a silly time. All I want is to make sense of the crazy existence I have been born into. And also to Survive. Surviving is good.
>>23036525Surviving is very good. Especially with all those crazies and bandits out there.
>>23036509Your name is Roger Green, scout of the Free Town of the name Blue Dale, of kinship to the outpost Blue Devil.......wherever Blue Devil outpost is, or whatever became of it. You heard horror stories of sue fights, of power that they wave like children, power to end the world several times over. You hope that, these books that survivors cared for to repel the SUEs are intact, and haven't been flash-fried in explosions mountains-wide, while sues and their nations, thralls and all, decided to fight on a whim.You're on an old but reliable ride, a mini fighting ride called a technical. With you is a scout team, people, kids who grew up in the same town as you, all scrawny, chewing and weaned on hydroponic produce like sprouts, alfalfa and lentils, and the occassional potato. A scouting force of six, you included, sitting shotgun with Skeety Rakrood at the wheel and Adnan Soong at the bigguns. The rest are cramped up in another vehicle, Rhuburt Philips driving the other rover behind you. It's been that way with Spaz names, a mix of names of nations, coming together, hiding from the mary sues. Hard times led to making names this way.
>>23036525You got Alexander Rex sitting in the back of the other rover, the quiet dude, but he tries to be cool with everything. Maybe he's crazy.Each rover has a toolkit, and other weird supplies like wires and ingredients to blow stuff up with. Each three-man team has a big medkit, and each man has the occassional patch or meds as first aid. Lucky if you got some of those stims to break out in a pinch.You and Rex have got these helmets that you pried off some dead army dude, weird stuff happens when you press a switch in there, makes you see things moving easier but kinda garbled. All team members have a weapon, and the occassional forged pistol. Real and proper ammo takes luck to scavenge for. They did manage to somehow make reliable home-forged bullets from scraps. You? You got a pretty good form of assault rifle still well cared. Alex has a hunting rifle that you put two bullets into. Soong has this shotgun, and Skeety has this long rifle with a scope, so he can shoot really all the way across and look out for stuff. You and Philips made sure you got binoculars for each team too.
The distress call to defend a library, comes from a place you dread to go. All the way down there in the distance, is where the sue nation lives. A city. Buildings.And it's quiet, with the occassional crash or gunshot.Seems you're not alone at the party.
>>23036910You look back , inside your ride.You're not a real gun nut either, but stashed away, just in case, are two submachineguns, and you got enough ammo to go between everyone, and these too.Looks like you'll have a gunfight anyway on your hands...
>>23036910>>23036951Skeety, you see anything down those streets?
>>23037012"No shit sir. There's no way I can reach with the gun. We gotta drive up. When we get to the city, I could sneak up ahead and scout. Keep tabs with them radio."
>>23036910>>23036951Lets take the guns and spread out. Lets try to be sneaky here. We sure as hell can't win against a SUE and I don't want to end up in a shootout that is going going to bleed our ammo.
>>23037077Just wanted to see if there was anything down there. Your scope can sometimes be better than the binoculars or even Lex and me's helmets. Alright boys, let's move in. But keep noise down, don't fire unless I or Lex says so. Kapeach?
>>23037184"Got it."The two rovers drive up to the sue city...Under the groaning death-sighs of a now-quieted sky, the city in question lies before them. Like a man on the deathbed watching passersby, the low rumble of winds observe those who approach a former playground of the SUE nations.With that, Skeety hops off and sneaks around for a good half hour."...Woah, shit. The place is empty! Empty...everywhere."
>>23037224On your end, you see -nothing-. Yet, there's a faint echo of a gunshot somewhere in the city. Skeety is still fine though....
>>23037260Well, we better get to where we are supposed to. We can't allow the library to fall. Skeety, can you see a way towards the library from where you are? Lets get moving, Skeety provide a look out
>>23037224>>23037260Strange. Then who's shooting? Everybody, keep on your toes. We might have some competition for the lorehouse.
>>23037325>>23037339"Just more streets and rubble".Morris, last guy in your team, who people casually call him the sherpa (You hear from others that's not the proper word for it, or that it's even a nice word to use), is an intensely veteran scout, who's gone to places and brought tales of his own that you also listened to at some point. He somehow is familiar with the city. "I've been here before, when they started saying that the sues started disappearing. Then there were things in the sky. Some things. Took the chance to get all the supplies I could. Was a bit too easy."Morris guides you as you drive up further. From a distance, anyone could say that this former city is a bombed-out piece of work, showing what's been left behind between SUE fights. The power to destroy worlds, the strength to crush anything, and the most childish minds to wield them have left a parting gift, one of too many on this ruined planet. The jumble of greys, dirt and ruin become much like a grimy ash-mixed scar of a cigarette pushed into supple skin. Roads and pavement have been rooted up from the ground, like piles of glass shards. Jagged edges reveal violent forces throwing once-orderly pavement into many pieces pointing in random directions leading into the sky. Don't make the mistake of falling into the ruined concrete, or cutting yourself against it. Any unlucky person would find themselves with one too many gashes, or find the occasional piece sticking right through them. Roads are no longer the smooth ride they once were. Asphalt laid down to make roads is but craggy shambles, and numerous craters. Skeety reports back in. "Hey boss, ya want me to turn back now?"
Rolled 55>>23037562Green. You see it. The city has growing things. Plants crawling up former things that men have made. Things in bloom, sometimes, The concrete sometimes breaks and gives way to sprouting moss and grass. You look up.An upward examination further inside the city leads you to see high-rise buildings with smashed-out windows, whole floors converted to open-air balconies from prior destruction. Other buildings miraculously have their windows intact. Growing up in the hidden settlements of mankind made you unfamiliar for a long while about the concepts of how humans from this "Old World" used to make their homes and other creations stand tall above the ground. The occasional supply raids told of hushed stories passed down by mouth about these places while they sneaked around trying to evade the myriad SUEs and their thralls, and their wild, roaming bretheren with animal forms and ones masquerading as survivors...
>>23037562>>23037616"All right then Skeety. We can't afford to get split up. Rest of you, keep your eyes peeled and remember we are here to defend the library. Not rescue people, and not to salvage."
>>23037562>>23037616Skeety, make your way back, but stay in the buildings. I want your eyes all over the place. You see something, you tell us. We'll start making our way to the library when you're close enough.
Rolled 16>>23037616>>23037654You give the order.Not too long, your team find yourselves and another guy pointing guns at each other. You managed to catch this guy luckily. He could've had you if it were any other way."The hell are you, and are you here to loot?" you snarl.Meanwhile, you skim over him with your eyes for any signs of being one of those so-called survivor sues, the kind that disguise themselves as normal humans, but with the odd telltale difference...
>>23037887:OTHERE IS HOPE YET, MY FRIEND!>>23037720Calm down, friend. We're here on a mission to protect a library. My name's Roger Green. What's yours?
The obvious solution to this problem is to assemble the best non-SUE operatives we have in such a way that it is next to impossible to destroy or corrupt them, while they become a massive, whirling pile of death and looting, and hit the SUEs until the problem goes away.And then we have a party.It worked before, damnit.
Rolled 38>>23037720The stranger smacks you hard with the end of his gun, and gets the snot beaten out of him by your sherpa.As you get back up and your senses come to, you look over to the guy and try to calm him down.>>23037959The stranger snorts and retort to what you just said. "Library you say? Ain't no library for miles around!" Meanwhile, gunfire starts erupting in the street down. The other team's gotten into a fight."Shit! That yours?" he asks. You look, and nod, but the stranger gets away.
>>23038109Damnit. Guys, move into the buildings to use as cover while we rendezvous with the others. Team 2, what's going on? Somebody answer me!
Hey guys, why is this called The Last Library? You think there's a hint we can dig up? If all the sues are supposed to be gone, why do we need libraries? Where's the rest of the Guard?
>>23038109I'd say: Meet up with the rest. Not many people left alive now, I'd hate to lose someone to carelessness.Who the fuck's shooting, anyway? And what are they shooting at? Probably vultures trying to frob each-other for a can of food.Well, I can't blame 'em, but it's still a waste.
>>23038109>>23038149Another guy tries to jump you, right in the face. He slams down sherpa, Morris, whatever and mauls him a bit with something in his hand. You swing around and blow his brains out. You pull Morris out from under the guy and check if he's okay. Seems that he'll need a bit of patching up with those cuts and wounds. While sherpa dude slinks away past a corner to patch up quickly, you start looting what's on the guy.>>combat knife obtained>>radio-like device>>shoelaces>>stims >>med patches>>dirt gogglesThe other team crackles in, saying they're pinned down. You give the order for Skeety to run back and pick off the baddies.
>>23038402The knife still hold an edge? That shit's handy.Radio-like device - can we turn it on and listen? I'd like to know what these fuckers are planning. If it's got anything what looks like a wordcatcher [microphone] I want that shit frobbed. Don't need them hearing us.Stims used? Not used? Makes no sense to go into a fight and not use 'em.
>>23038402"Sorry, you gave me no choice," I say to the dead man. "Hope you find a better place. In the meantime, your stuff can give us a better chance."I tuck everything away, even the shoelaces. Never know when stuff will come in handy. I talk into the radio while doing so."Team 2, pull back, get in the buildings and use them as cover. Skeety, make sure to look for anybody with a gun to rival yours. If you see one, take them out. Otherwise, call out their positions to the others. Can anybody tell me what these guys look like?"I proceed to run in Team 2's direction, making sure to use cover as I do.
>>23038600What does the radio-like device look like?Does it have any obviously labeled dials that make no sense?
>>23038480It's much better than your shivs or a butterfly knife for sure.>>radioIt's a two-way with the earpiece and mouthpiece. You contemplate trying to re-negotiate, or intimidate the other band of raiders.>>can of foodSome of the food from "the old world" that's survived is a treat for the surviviors. When it comes to meat, or some other stuff in cans, your generation can't stand the stuff. In fact they call it a poison reflex, where you just up and hurl out the stuff back out the mouth again.Meat is a real rarity on the dinner plate that most folk do without. There's not enough protein most of the time, and the food grown to substitute for real meat isn't quite satisfying to people who miss meat. You're not one of them. From one of the old geezers who taught the trade, he once ranted something during chow time. "... hell, whole generations of kids now most of whom have never once eaten meat....kinda depressin' to look at a lot of the wiry little bastards. They're tough and stronger than they look but still there's not that much to 'em." These raiders probably found a surviving stash of food that the sue nations overlooked. After all, sues don't need that stuff and could care less about their human thralls.>>23038600You do this, and sneak around to a higher spot, with Morris trailing you. Rhubert tells you the other dudes are raiders, complete with masks and vests. They only have small arms and crossbows. There's one dude with a fancy crossbow that's got arrows shooting one after the other though, like a revolver.
>>23038668Tell 'em we have bigger guns and more men than they do, so they find someone else to kill for a day's food.
>>23038668Okay, let's try and stop this before it gets worse. I use the raiders' radio device."Whoever can hear this, we don't mean you any harm! Stop firing on us and I'm sure we can come to a peaceful solution!"
Meanwhile, Skeety lands a shot that takes down another of the raiders. The last few scramble in hiding.>>23038804>>23038841You pick up the radio and break into the chatter."Attention raider fuckwits, your ass is about to get kicked. Not only are you outnumbered, but we got bigger guns than you, so play nice, and nobody dies again.""We ain't letting go the damn food!""Not your food we want, man. We're here to look for a library.""Ain't no library here!""Someone said there was.""Bullshit. Dem's a sue trap!"
>>23039007Fuck it ain't every fuckin' thing a SUE trap?Yeah I know it sounds bullshit to me too.
>>23039036I guess everyone is paranoid? I heard this quest thread was based off another quest thread or some thread about a sue apocalypse. Which one?
>>23039007"Do we look like we're some SUE's pets? We're as bad off as you are, but if you don't believe us, I'll come and show you myself! We'll stop shooting first, even. But then you have to stop shooting too. Do we have a deal?"
>>23039062>based off another quest thread or some thread about a sue apocalypse.Sounds like a combination of both.There's the SUEpocalypse setting that /tg/ built a while back, and then there's the Editors Setting that was the basis for Meta Quest.Both had Earth experiencing near-total collapse due to a SUE invasion. Some things, such as calling this Meta-Earth and references to the Crossover War, are from the Editors.The usage of "real knowledge" and books of good literature and science is from SUEpocalyspe.
>>23039144I'm guessing this is one of those authorized spinoff quests?
>>23039144Is it this one?http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/13722924/
>>23039265Yeah, that's the SUEpocalypse setting.
>>23039007"Everything's a damn sue trap! So, we'll let you go and take your damn food, and we'll leave."The other team reports a ceasefire. You take this chance to show up in person and show your sincerity. Face to face, you meet that other stranger again who you ran into. It's tense, but the two groups cool off, in spite of the other team losing another guy."He was always the crazy guy. Spaz used to be a word for that sort of thing." You wonder if you can get any more info out of them before you go further into the city... or maybe not.
>>23039343You've never seen anything like a library around here, then? Has anybody else shown up recently? We need to find this place fast before something bad happens to all that lore.
>>23039394The boss speaks up. "We don't go that deep into the city. Fine just here, no attention from sues...lately. Other people, just sometimes. They don't bother us, we don't bother them. 'cept for the dead spaz guy. Got unlucky today." He signals his band to pack up and go home. "Don't care about them lore. What's so special? Just need one, good book to keep them sues away, right?"
>>23039343Ask about:>Places to stay the fuck away from - places SUEs and their pets inhabit>Traps placed by survivors>Stashes of food, parts, supplies, ammo, medicine. That sort of thing>Places to find books and knowledge"If this library's just a fuckin' lied piece of shit told to us then I'mma be pissed."
>>23039482>"Don't care about them lore. What's so special? Just need one, good book to keep them sues away, right?"You ain't the only ones survivin' out here. If there's a guy with 12 bullets and 0 books ... well. I'd be glad to make a trade.
>>23039482Sometimes one book isn't enough. A library is like a fortress against a SUE. But, ironically, we regular folk are the biggest danger to it. Listen, do you mind if we keep this radio on us? If we see a SUE or their slaves, we'll let you know. And if you find anything, you can let us know?
>>23039482"Gotta use a lot of knowledge and lore to keep sues away. There's always that one sue that's managed to stumble onto answers to weak questions, or a question that's used too often."The boss answers the following:>>Ask about:>Places to stay the fuck away from - places SUEs and their pets inhabitThe sues are usually further in the city. They'd usually have fancy homes and big towers. Big open places is where they'd like to hang around in....that is, for human-looking SUEs. Animal sues are a crapshoot but usually easier.>Traps placed by survivorsWatch out at entrances to subway stations and alleys between buildings. Usually they're bombs or razor wires. There's the occassional bath of chemicals though, or some spike trap or thing that shoots arrows. Sometimes, survivors like to place traps near their usual stashes or escape routes.>Stashes of food, parts, supplies, ammo, medicine. He refuses to tell you.>Places to find books and knowledgeHe has no idea, only that he sees scraps of knowledge on pieces of paper scattered in the city. There's the occasional book in some of the tall buildings.
>>23039764Welp, if a trap's still set, that means there's no SUEs behind it.Staying to the subways and alleys, and out of open spaces, sounds fine by me.I bet SUEs like them tall ass towers. Stay away from them if ya can.I think Subway stations might have a map or somethin'.
>>23039764"Them sues love their rainbow-colored assed egos, common sense, if it looks funny, you know what that means..."You ask Skeety about what he scouted so far. According to him, the address of the place seems to not match up with the street names. Looks like SUEs decided to remodel the city a bit....It seems you guys will have to find an older map of the city and check the layout... or whatever is left.>>Alright, we'll call it a night for now. See ya tomorrow in the late afternoon.
>>23040022Night, OP. Somebody archived this?
>>23039606You ask him if you can keep the radio from the crazy guy.He doesn't see the point though, and he's skittish about letting you hear stuff you shouldn't. "So why we regular folk are danger to a library?"
>>23037562>Badass Nickname>Tall tales>Somehow knows about the city controlled by SuesMorris is a Sue
>>23040067Because while SUEs get their rainbow-ass powers shut down near lore, a regular guy or gal can just walk up to it, light a match, and then it's gone. That's why we need to find this place, to protect the only real thing we have that works on those walking pair-of-docs.
>>23040181Oh come on. Everyone knows this is the site of a sue nation. It's only that things mysteriously going quiet that normal folk are able to start sneaking around and looting the shit out of anything. And everyone knows this city is supposed to be some sort of sue-nation.
>>sherpa>>nicknameIsn't sherpa supposed to be some sort of racial slur?
>>23040067Well some "regular folk" are the types who burn down the entire world just so they can live another day longer. Another thing, if we catch anyone following us. They are dead."