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>>34749660
Commissar Paste: http://pastebin.com/mpMMvnqk

My twitter: https://twitter.com/CommissarQuest

New? Welcome! If you want a quick recap of the first chapter please visit: http://pastebin.com/wHn6kjnN & http://pastebin.com/RLKeWW2R

Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/dsKY4pFN

General Roll rules:

Lowest of first three rolls for things the character is skilled at doing.
Median of first three rolls for things the character is "capable" at.
Highest of first three rolls for things the character is utterly shit at.

Rolls are 1d100

You have to "beat" your stats, which stat depending on the task at hand(Pushing a stone - strength, while doing the split agility) these rolls carry modifiers with them - a simple task gains a + 50 while a hard task gets you a -50, if a bonus+your base stats ever exceed 100 you auto-win, you always have to roll in combat. Stats are modified by talents.

Cont post explained:If there is a post marked at the end with "cont" its because your QM is lazy, and can't type fast - or because he wants to give you the option to jump into the current events, or offer opinions, if none are offered he'll continue as normal

Disclaimer in regards to Re:Spelling:I suck at spelling big time, like big time. Like nah for reals if you find it annoying don´t read - I understand you I do as well

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>>34749756
Light.

Light hit you like a fist in the face, groaning and streching you slowly opened your groggy eyes, the dark color of the rich wooden roof was all that meet your gaze - save for the lonely luminator that was the cause of your distress. Your body felt like led, weighted down by the crushing force of the universe - the soft sheets under you warm and inviting, tempting fate with a single expedition of your toe outside the comforting confines of your duvet turns out to be a mistake as the cold rush to meet you. You play with the idea in your still sleep adled mind to just turn your head around and return to blizzfull slumber but the glare white light keeps you from comfortably returning to sleep. Letting out a soft groan and turning your head around to watch the alarm clock you are greeted with its green display.

>07.00 Standard, 07.00 Besvir - 162.923.M41

07.00 besvir - that meant you still ought to have an hour to get out of bed, and deal with the days problems - shots, again. Pushing the duvet away and reciveing the cold embrace of the wake world you take a glance at the room - you´d been here three months and it was starting to get a little more lived in now - the carpet on the floor had been something you´d aquired from a students sale - albit gruesome as they sold of the posessions of those that died during training it was none-the-less a fact of life on the scholia. A servitor had recently entered with a pair of courtains - the drawing you got from Julia (that strange room-mate of Angelina) still sat pinned to the wall. Other then that, it was the same - your confortable bed, the nightstand - the larger drawer, the door leading to the bathroom and nothing else, safe for the picture of whats-his-face next to the door.

>Con

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>>34749778
Today you where expected to present for administring of some shot-or-what-not and sign some medical documents then - you taught with some minor exitment, it was group-pairing for the hand-to-hand training, you hoped Angelina would be your partner, it had been a few days since the two of you had been able to chat due to the latest practical (running for three days, your blisters had blisters after that one) Or, as a more sinister taught enters your mind - perhaps Nikkobar, giving him another crack to his nose would feel nice.


>What do we do?

A: Aquire food, then...
B: Disregard food, present for shots early.
C: Go back to sleep
D: Explore the ... (specify)
E: Find... (specify)

F: Other

>>34749808
>B: Disregard food, present for shots early.

>>34749808
IT'S COMMISSAR TIME!
Good to see you Commissar.

>A: Aquire food, then...
>B: Disregard food, present for shots early.

>>34749808

>A: Aquire food, then...

Present yourself for shots.

>>34749808
>B: Disregard food, present for shots early.

>>34749845
>>34749890
>>34749910
>>34749910
>>34749914
Awaiting consensus

>>34749808
A: Aquire food, then shots.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>34749845
>>34749890
>>34749910
>>34749910
>>34749914
>>34749914
Tiebreaker roll 1=Shots directly 2=Food first

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>>34750195
>>34749910
>>34749890
You let out a loud moan as you force yourself out of the bed, tossing the duvet behind you, disregarding it as it slides to the floor rushing towards the bathroom you are already out of your night robes by the time the water is turned on. Blessed warmth returns to you as the water washes away the sweat of the night. Twenty minutes later you are out of the bathroom and fully dressed - the heavy jet-black clothes fitting you like a second skin, you´d learned how to fold it up to get that weird over-sized feeling down, even if it was not completely within school regulation - it usually meant you had to remember to unfold it before meeting with teachers or entering class. Running a finger over the buttons running up its middle looking for a missed you you smiled slightly, over the course of the last three months you´d grown to appreciate the hardy nature of the cloth, and how it despite being regularly mudded always seemed pristine after a day in the washer.

One last gaze in the room - before walking over to the empty bed in the other side of the room, your bag resting on it still, you´d been granted it by standard regulation some weeks ago - a heavy thing of polished black leather, or so you where told what-ever "leather" was. What was more important, you lifted the pillow up to inspect the hiding under it - the tiny box you found with Angelina that rainy day - a knife, and the folded up dress from your uncle, and a single spent shell, a keepsake from the boltgun you´d been maintaining together with the Mechanicus - all where you left it..

Rushing out the door and joining in with the rest of the students of house five heading towards the outside you are soon swept up by the milling morning crowd, heading over the large courtyard and into the low squat messhall.

Standing with your foodplate you scan the room..

A: Sit Alone
B: Sit with some other students

C: Other

>>34750582
>B: Sit with some other students

>>34750582
>B: Sit with some other students

>>34750582
>>B: Sit with some other students

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>>34750630
>>34750900
Casually scanning the area you notice a empty spot right next to another group of students, securing your plate you being to walk and navigate your way towards the seat through the crowd - its not that full today you note, the real rush is still no doubt some time away still. Ducking bellow the arching arm of a large servitor cleaning the table you find yourself at the seat and sit down - quickly digging into the porridge at your plate before turning - mouth full of food towards the kids sitting next to you. The lot of them stares at you in silence - you swallow and smile back at them "Good morning" you say with a chipper tone in your voice - a murmur of "Good morning.. " and "Hello.." return to you - after a awkward moment of silence the kids gets back to their conversations - although a bit more quiet this time around.

Stuffing another spoonful of the creamy goodies in your mouth you think of what to do.

>A:Strike up conversation with one of the kids.
>B:Eat your food in silence.
>C: See if anyone you know is around

>D: Other

>>34751402
>D
Eat food fast, get to training faster.

>>34751402
>>B:Eat your food in silence.

Silence is golden.

>>34751402
>>C: See if anyone you know is around

>>34751402
>B:Eat your food in silence.

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>>34751490
>>34751503
>>34751525
You briefly contemplate striking up a conversation with one of the students, but a quick glance around tells you most people are either looking purposefully away from you or stuck in their own private conversations - the rumors surrounding you have been growing even larger as of late amongst the first years - you even heard from Angelina that Zarkov had resolved some fight just by stumbling into the room - the rumors surrounding everyone that was in the woods that night where crazy, you´d tried a few time to set the record straight but nobody really seems to believe you - the rumors having take a life of their own. The way the teachers always had you sit in the front rows and kept grilling you for questions did not really help either.

Regardless, you being to wolf down the food, feeling the welcoming warmth filling your belly, finishing your food up in silence you stand up abruptly - making the kids next to you jump in surprise, a heartbeat later you are off and away again - food is finished, and you´ve got a medical to report to, on your way to the door you spot Angelina and Juliet in the opposite queue and give them a quick wave before fading into the rush of bodies around you, you swear your elbows are becoming lethal weapons by this point. Once again you came to thank the padded elbows of your uniform. Once you step outside again you take a deep breath - freedom at last, a glance past the statue of the emperor to the school clock tells you there is still an half hour before the first people are suppose to be meeting with the medicae office.

What do we do now?

>A: Go to the medicae (Time-skip untill our turn)
>B: Go somewhere (specify)
>C: Find... (specify)

>D: Other

>>34751943
>>A: Go to the medicae (Time-skip untill our turn)

>>34751943
>A: Go to the medicae (Time-skip untill our turn)

>>34751943
>A: Go to the medicae (Time-skip until our turn)

>>34751943
>A: Go to the medicae (Time-skip untill our turn)

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>>34752040
>>34752070
>>34752200
>>34752246
The trip to the Medicae office was rather uneventfully all things considered - you stood in a line, waiting for your turn before being asked to step through the door to the chambers proper, walking past the large doors and sending a glare at the post-box next to it.

The medicae office smelled of antiseptic - that familiar ooze of medicine that always seemed to hang in the air around these parts, rubbing the bridge of your nose while taking in the room you casually wondered if the smell was from the work, or if the work required it. The room was rather large - very much like you remember it when visiting once before - several large beds lining both rooms, a series of steel-colored stands and shelves - a large multi-limbed servitor hummed in the corner of the room right next to a series of lockers - one with a glass door, it seemed to be reorganizing the bottles and items within using its two human hands, the series of saws cutting tools an injectors sprawling over its back in a perverse mockery of some octopus dormant like coiled up snakes waiting for someone stupid enough to wander to close. While contemplating what might be inside these rather shiny containers you are interrupted by a man entering - a long flowing white robe and a rather youthful face - freckles and the beginnings of a beard graced his features.

"Otto Schulte" he asked, you felt a tang of irritation at that. "Yes" you respond after a moments silence. "It says here you are a boy Otto.. " he looks you up and down with a frown "My bio-analyzer says something else" - at this he patted the side of his face, you had not noticed it before but his right eye glowed slightly as he looked at you, a implant perhaps?

>How do we respond?

>>34752345
Um was it because our name Otto?

>>34752345

"Can you correct the Administratium's documents? I have been attempting to rectify that information for several Years now, yet I am no closer to getting it correceted..."

maybe the Medicate can bypass the Cursed Enemy

>>34752345

>>34752425
>>34752471
this

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>>34752425
Your name is otto schulte - you got left with a boys name - and your papers state that you are indeed a boy due to a Administratum fuck up.

>>34752471
You look up at the man - his eye slowly growing in light intensity only to fade, casually observing you. "Can you correct the Administratium's documents? I have been attempting to rectify that information for several Years now, yet I am no closer to getting it correceted..." you state, a tone of hope in your voice. The doctor however shake his head and lets out a sight "Have you any idea how hard it is to change birth certificates for void borns, it requires a written approval of a certificated void-doctor and usually the support of at least one navy captain in the form of a signature" you cock your head at this before responding "But, I am not a voidborn - I just spent most of my life on ships, uncle Eric told me I was born on a planet" scratching his head slightly the doctor looks somewhat displeased at this "Voidborn papers are notorius for being messed up - look, I can´t help you and this puts me in a bad situation, you see - you are suppose to get some viral boosters but also your hormonal acceleration treatment, I'll have to go fetch a girls dosage otherwise you´d be overdosed.

>Con

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>>34753012
The man mumbled something before going over to the nearby table and beginign to take out a series of boxes stored inside a large metal container - each one small and black, you don´t recognice them at first but it quickly dawns on you - they are the same ones you and Angelina found when sneaking around the chimeras (as you´d been told they where) all those weeks ago. "I´ll need to sign this one of myself, or you´ll end up with a to strong dose - boys need a higher quantity to jumpstart their growth, girls tend to enter their stages earlier - oh, here we go" he drags up a small needle from the box. "I´ll need you to stick around untill everyone else is done, we´ll need a full spectral to allow me to give you this, regulations."

>What do we do?
>A: Accept the degree and wait
>B: Request to not reicive it, say it won´t be a problem.
>C: Try and convince him to give you a boys dosage to not cause problems (write in)

>D: Other

>>34753059

>A: Accept the degree and wait.

Good thing we have our dataslate... maybe we can get some more information about how badly the Administratium paperwork has screwed us in more detail

>>34753059
A: Accept the degree and wait
Like there is any other choice, medicine is serious business.

>>34753059
>A: Accept the degree and wait

Exactly how strong is Girl's dose compared to the boys?

I am totally not asking because we hijacked a dose that we could take if we wanted.

>>34753059
>A: Accept the degree and wait.

>>34753177
>>34753193
>>34753211
You nod quietly, but curiosity quickly grabs you "So.. how much stronger is the boy version anyway?" The doctor rises an eyebrow at this but answers while indicating for you to sit down a the far end of the medica office "About 30% give or take - while its generally the same boosters in them its still against regulations to give them to girls - so don´t even think about it. Now sit there and I´ll get back to you in a few hours. "Can´t I help you or something?" you ask, feeling that sitting on the same chair for hours would be incredibly boring. "Do you have medical training Otto?" you feel your cheeks growing red, particularly over the fact he uses your first name - and partially over the fact he´s right "No b-" "Then sit down and wait for me at that chair over there - also don´t pester the servitor he´s doing some work for me"

The following hours would be the test of your patience you where never ready for, sitting down in the corner of the room and watching face upon face have their arm tied up, and then injected - you try to reason why he kept making knots around their arms for the first hour or so before asking him in a lull - he simply stated it made finding the veins easier - what-ever that meant, you counted the floor tiles seven times - there where exactly 180 of them and they had six luminators built into the center of the roof, gold tinted with seemed to give the entire room this eerie feeling of being stained in a thin layer of yellow - the way the light reflected of all surfaces almost made it like a haze, you did not really notice the effect until the sun set - the three large windows to the right providing all the light until that point. You notice the servitor moving in and out of the room several times - in his arms jars - one in particular catch your attention, inside is the same odd creature you found onboard the starship while heading there - so it was standard medical issue to have one of those?

>Con

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>>34753576
Hours soon turn into each other - and you decide to catch a catnap, seeing it as the only escape from the monotonous of the scene going on before you. What feels like moments later you are awaken by someone gently shaking you. "Otto, wake up - its your turn" you rub your eyes and blink up at the doctor - "Oh, sorry.." you stammer out before getting out of the chair "Lets get this done then - I need a full spectral on you, lie down on that bed over there" he points to a large machine - inside which rested a machine. You do as you are bid and slid on the rather cold and hard surface - it was hard to get comfortable and for a moment you give the taught that perhaps you´ve grown to accustomed to planet beds since you arrival here. Before you get the chance to contemplate it further however the machine awakens with a noxious cough and quickly begins to rotate - lights shining into your face. "Sit still... try not to move" you hear the doctor call to you over the deafening sound of the machine working.

A few moments later the machine spirit calms down, its bidding done and you find the doctor outside reading a long trail of paper - folded over itself several times on the floor being spitted out by the printer on the side of the machine. "Odd.." you hear him mumble out load before he looks back at you. "Problems?" you ask, slightly worried. "No, nothing - sit down over there and you´ll get your shot, I just need to go get it." he exits the room a moment later leaving you alone.

>What do we do?

>A: Look at the papers - interesting stuff to be had!
>B: Cogitator knack: Try and copy the information to your slate (Roll: DC: Hard. Very Hard - 40 (Unknown Inteligence))
>C: Wait for him to return

>D: Other

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>34753919
>B: Cogitator knack: Try and copy the information to your slate (Roll: DC: Hard. Very Hard - 40 (Unknown Inteligence))

what could possibly go wrong?

>>34753919
>A: Look at the papers - interesting stuff to be had!

>>34753919
Eh, just see if we can convince him to tell us the oddity.

No need to get blammed for fucking with the machines.

Rolled 68 (1d100)

b

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>34753968
>>34754033
Dammit, well, we need three rolls anyways.
1!

>>34754084
I'm really not sure if we succeeded or not.

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>>34754033
>>34754084
>>34753968 I could kiss you

>>34754190
The dice rules are on the second post.

>>34754190

nope. we failed. needed to get under 40 on all three dice... If we had training with it, we would have passed, but since we have nothing, we fail...

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>>34754084
(Highest of first three rolls for things the character is utterly shit at, so in this case you are shit at this - hence the DC: Hard, for clarity: The very hard that follows is really just a name for how hard something is within context of this)

>>34753968
>>34754033
>>34754084
(B: DC: Hard: 75, 68, 30: Taken: 75+40=155 Base Int: 23. 6.7 Degrees of failure)
A sense of unease come over you as you observe the now dormant machine - why had the doctor reacted like that? You feel the weight of your data-slate inside your pocket and decide to try and have a look - they are your papers anyway right? Quick as as you possible can you dash over to the machine and look it over. Its quite unlike anything on the ship - you try and locate anything thats labeled - but all the buttons just have high-gothic on them - you´ve got no clue what anything of these mean.. you find a place to put the slate down into however - the universal port looking about the same on any computer terminal, fumbling with it you insert it, hoping to trigger anything. Silence drags on.. nothing. Until suddenly it begins to light up, one of the screens lit up with text you don´t understand, before you have the chance to do anything else however, you hear footsteps from outside, and quickly dash for your chair again, forced to leave the slate behind - no chance now. "Right, where was I, " you hear the doctor say as he enters - a small box under his arm. Setting it down on one of the many steel workplaces he looks to the now humming machine "Why is the spectrograph online still..?"

Reaching out and turning down a nob the machine dies down again - he plugs out the slate absentmindedly and puts it on top of the machine again - a slightly distressed look on his face. "Right, lets get this over with, I need to get some calls going.."

A prick in your arm later and he´s injected the substance - once again you feel proud as you walk out of the office about not crying..

>Con

>>34754535

we're gonna have to sneak back into the office to reclaim our dataslate...

>>34754535
You feel slightly flushed, a heat running down your arm - what was in that thing anyway?

>You´ve been injected with Hormone Treatments - before anything else lets see how this will affect your now bullrushing puberty - first off all: How effective was the drugs:

10-20: Something is wrong, the drugs appear to have fizzled.
20-40: Minor boosts, the drugs are accepted
40-60: Normal take, the drugs boost you as is expected.
60-99: Overly, you´ve taken very well to the drugs.
99-100: You´ve bonded incredibly with the drugs, your hormones are going way out of whack.

(We´ll be rolling for your apperance after puberty much like during char-gen)

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>34754636
Please, please, please be 60-99

Please be more choice than roll oriented

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>34754636

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>34754636
Drugs are good m'kay

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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>34754669
Only 10 away from the best number.

>>34754669
So this means tits out of the ass then.

>>34754717
They will help boost the morale of our troops. Tough i think anyone who get's to read our files are going to be in for a BIG surprise.

>>34754636
Hey, if we nail Nikkobar with our looted syringe, do you think it would make him an Ogryn? He'd definitely get kicked from the Schola...

Also, we still need to reclaim our prized Dataslate...

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>>34754770
>i think anyone who get's to read our files are going to be in for a BIG surprise.
"I'm afraid we're going to have to search you.......Mister Schulte, we seem to have some problems with your record."

>>34754717
You think using that extra serum will make them larger?

>>34754904
>99-100: You´ve bonded incredibly with the drugs, your hormones are going way out of whack.
>your hormones are going way out of whack.
>Hormones
We weren't at 99, which I wish we were at, but 90 is certainly good enough to give us extra fluffing for our pillows.

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>>34754669
The flushed feeling flows continues to flow into you, you feel slightly hot actually - is everything alright?

>You´ve bonded very well with your treatments, congratulations only 1-10 take this well to treatments.
>You are now developing about three times as fast as a regular human during puberty and are expected to reach "adulthood" in two years.

Lets have one roll per person - to allow Anons to pitch in first response is first roll etc.

Length: (Add +25 to any roll due to well bonded)

>0-33 Short (You´ll end up around 1.6m)
>33-66 Average (You will reach about 1.8)
>66-99 Tall(You will be around 2.1M)
>99-100 Incredibly sized(Your size is legendary, you will be a true amazon standing at well into 2.3m)

General body structure: (Add +25 roll any roll)
>0-20: Fit, and steady: Your body is fit, but not overly so - a well trained soldier but nothing else.
>20-40: Toned: Your muscle mass is quite defined, you do lift bro.
>40-60: Muscular: Your guns scream "fire me", you stand out in a crowd
>60-80: Very Muscular: A body thats toned and well formed, you look like an Olympic athlete
>80-100: True Amazon: A body that seems to leak strength at every turn, you´ve turned into a Commissar Worthy of the title

And The Emperor Said, let there be tits and asses: (+25 to any roll)
>0-20: You don´t stick out in a crowd, training have left you flat as a board
>20-40: Despite the harsh training of the Commissariat you´ve retained a pair of B-cups and a firm behind.
>40-60: Seemingly defying logic your body scuffs at the training you´ve been blessed with a C-cup and a rear that sends troops to their bunks.
>60-80: Dang girl - you´ve archived the wanted D-cup and your behind could smother a man in thirty seconds flat.
>80-99: The double D´s is a fact, your body is a the work of a sexual wet dream, despite their best attempts the Scholia can´t get you to work those tits away - expect issues with las weapons.
>99-100: H- What do they feed you at the scholia?

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>34755123
>And The Emperor Said, let there be tits and asses: (+25 to any roll)
HIGHEST I WISH YOU TO COME

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>34755123

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>34755123
>Length: (Add +25 to any roll due to well bonded)
Length of what now?

Rolled 95 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>34755123
>Length:

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>34755150
64+25= 89
That hits us with
>80-99: The double D´s is a fact, your body is a the work of a sexual wet dream, despite their best attempts the Scholia can´t get you to work those tits away - expect issues with las weapons.
Let take >>34755169
For Length and >>34755186 for body structure

Rolled 99 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>34755123
>Ass n titays

TIME FOR FUN

>>34755169
I for one would like to add the 25 to the General Body Structure so we can get Toned.

>>34755201
Oh god, we just turned into a perfect commissar girl.

>>34755208
Glad that didn't get rolled earlier, H is a bit too much.

>>34755208
I have no words...

>>34755201
>expect issues with las weapons

Are our boobs so big we can't form a proper firing stance?

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>>34755123
>>34755123
Taking a quick coffe break while waiting for rolls to drop in. See you all in 10 minutes.

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>>34755208
>>34755201
>>34755150

I'd say we're pretty stacked

>>34755223
I'm pretty sure the +25 is to every roll.

>>34755201
Hopefully this gets accepted

>>34755253
Can you take >>34755201's decision?

>>34755150
This one + 25 if there's only one 25.

>>34755169
This one for height, being small is good.

>>34755186
This one for body structure.

>>34755256
It's to "ANY" roll not "all" rolls.

And if this is anything like character gen the first three rolls are taken.

>>34755296
>It's to "ANY" roll not "all" rolls.
They're not exclusive.
>And if this is anything like character gen the first three rolls are taken.
I hate you for rolling so low. But hopefully OP's going to be merciful with it since it's going to decide a lot.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>34755123
Rolling for general structure on the of chance that it needs to be called to count.

>>34755169
+25 for toned

>>34755150
>>34755169
>>34755185

I would rather have the +25 so that we could be Toned please.

>>34755465
>>34755448
Lets wait for OP to get back before voting, that way we can organize all the votes together.

>>34753012
...I love the "mental state" bit.

>>34755253
To clarify, the +25 is on every roll, not just to a single set of rolls - so everything gets a +25.There where way more rolls then I expected, give me a moment to count them, but seeing >>34755201 seems alright - most people assumed that to be alright, with that one. More rolls to follow.

>>34755959
I would very much like it if >>34755201 were the counted rolls.

>>34755959
Just take that guy's rolls

>>34755959
Isn't that kinda picking and choosing considering there were rolls beforehand?

>>34755959
Use >>34755201 and >>34755288's rolls please

>>34756024
staph anon staph

>>34755959
Bugger. Well, take the 5 for general and the 12 for length, that way we at least get average for both instead of being extra short with no benefit to any other stat.

>>34756024
He said he was taking the first three rolls and that the first person to call their roll for a given attribute got priority. We seem to be going with that.

>>34756059
I think he's taking

>>34755150
For tits, making it 89.
>80-99: The double D´s is a fact, your body is a the work of a sexual wet dream, despite their best attempts the Scholia can´t get you to work those tits away - expect issues with las weapons.

>>34755169
For length, making it 30.
>0-33 Short (You´ll end up around 1.6m)

And finally

>>34755186
For body structure.
>80-100: True Amazon: A body that seems to leak strength at every turn, you´ve turned into a Commissar Worthy of the title
Maybe even further, considering we got 120.

>>34756097
So, we'll be too small to see over our troops and be forced to command from the front? Nice.

>>34756024
Yes, actually it is - problem is had I known there would be this many anons rolling I´d changes it slightly, I like everyone to feel like they are somehow taking part. Regardless:

>>34756085
>>34756097

In short this is what we´ll be going with.

After two years Otto will be: Quite short, ending up at 1.6 meters, however with a muscular build of truly epic proportions - and a rack and shelve that could floor a ogryn.

>>34756133
5'2, we'd be a loli commissar.

>>34756142
>Loli
>Muscle girl
>Shortstack
These are the days I kiss my dice.
Also, TWO YEARS? ONLY TWO YEARS?

>>34756160
Drugs bro.

>>34756160
>Loli!

No, we're a beardless dwarven warrior. Way to built to look remotely childlike.

>>34756162
Actually, the 64 was called for Assets. Seems that the 12 wasn't used for some reason though.

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>>34755123
>>34755123
Taking a deep breath and trying to clear your head you feel a sudden rush of sick coming over you - stopping yourself from gagging you get the nagging feeling something is very wrong.

>These drugs are not used on everyone for a reason - and always have side effects, what are yours?

(Concidering the amount of rolls, I´ll be taking the median of the first three rolls for this one)

>0-30: You´ve aquired pains - your joints and muscles groan on a regular basis trying to accomidate your expediant growth.
>30-50: Raches, really bad ones constantly happen as your skin seems umprepered for the onslaught of hormones.
>50-80: You´ve noticed a increase in your requirment to sleep, getting out of bed is a pain - and going long periods without sleep is impossible.
>80-90: Your body seems to resent being exposed to the drugs and rejects them the only way it seems able to - sick, you seem to puke more then a pregnant woman these days.
>90-100: The drugs suddenly kick-starting your hormones have causes a minor mutation to spring up - roll on a seperate table.

>>34756205
This is actually probably what you´ll end up like looking. Good luck getting over people looking down on you Otto.

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>34756232

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>34756232
Come on sudden height happening!

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>34756232

>>34756205
Eh, we're still 15 as it is, I don't see becoming super manly.

>>34756247
Lets just have this one.

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>34756232
I wonder what we'll get.

>>34756232
One day we will roll on the mutations table.

One day.

>>34756232
Can we just take >>34756247 instead? It's far simpler.

>>34756232
Looks like… Raches?

Is that acne or rashes?

>>34756232
>Good luck getting over people looking down on you Otto!

My I suggest that we start cutting the legs off anyone that annoys us, then getting them retrofitted with low riding treads to make sure they never look down on us again?

>>34756232
>This is actually probably what you´ll end up like looking. Good luck getting over people looking down on you Otto.
From the description, I was thinking we'd actually be something more along the lines of 0% wasted body space, exceedingly lean and muscular, but not super body-builder type.
That sort of thing requires more than hormones to build after all.

>>34756260
>>34756254
>>34756247
Median: 56: You´ve noticed a increase in your requirment to sleep, getting out of bed is a pain - and going long periods without sleep is impossible.

Fumbling down the stairs towards the primary hall you are forced to stop on the side, holding yourself against the wall, the heat is passing, but only slowly.

>Last one!

>Your body seems to be wrecked with hormones at every turn and do to [REDACTED] in your background - another 1d100 is required, what is it for? You´ll notice in two years.

>>34756321
rashes, sorry.

>>34756232
>>34755169

Is not saying what he is rolling for so use that 12 from
>>34755185
for length so that were average lenght.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>34756329

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>34756329
OH GOD.
WHAT IS IT?

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>34756329
Secrets

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>34756329
MUH CURIOSITY!
IT HUNGERS!

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>34756347
We're as >>34756097 stated.
>80-99: The double D´s is a fact, your body is a the work of a sexual wet dream, despite their best attempts the Scholia can´t get you to work those tits away - expect issues with las weapons.
>0-33 Short (You´ll end up around 1.6m)
>80-100: True Amazon: A body that seems to leak strength at every turn, you´ve turned into a Commissar Worthy of the title

>>34756262
>I don't see us becoming super manly

I see us becoming super manly in response to everyone treating us like a Loli when they should be treating us as their commanding officer. We gonna pick so many fights, and probably win most of them.

>>34756354
>>34756355
>>34756372
>64+25 it is, interesting.

Moving on with the story. Writing.

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>34756397
If we decide to properly start bodybuilding and whatnot, sure, we'll probably end up like that. But, as it is, we should look like an exceedingly feminine girl, with an absurdly fit body, who's still tiny.
I am assuming that
>80-99: The double D´s is a fact, your body is a the work of a sexual wet dream, despite their best attempts the Scholia can´t get you to work those tits away - expect issues with las weapons.
Also applies for femininity, not just our tits and bottom.

>>34756465
Pretty sure that's just tits and ass. Clearly that last roll was for personality flaws so we'll see how it plays out.

>>34756512
Wouldn't make sense for it just to be that to be honest, we'll see what OP says though.

>>34756539
Really? Well, I suppose the roll could also be for how we developed socially during the time skip.

>>34756585
Wait wait, I meant
>80-99: The double D´s is a fact, your body is a the work of a sexual wet dream, despite their best attempts the Scholia can´t get you to work those tits away - expect issues with las weapons.
Would make sense to that it applies to femininity as well. So at 0-10 we'd still have a babyface, while at 100 we'd look like Venus/Aphrodite

>>34756585
I doubt it's going to be that as it has to do with our background.

A background the Tech Priest found "Very" interesting.

>>34756627
Oh, yeah, totally disagree with that. The rolls were for Physical attributes, not behaviors or personality traits. Besides, if you're write you might want to reread the description or how our general musculature turned out. We've been seriously lifting for two years, so we're clearly pretty competitive and goal (be good commisar) oriented.

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>>34754535
You rub the back of your neck - that was a weird trip did you image the heat rushing through your body? Feeling around you can´t seem to find it anymore. What-ever the case you should probably not use that needle back home. You missed most of your afternoon due to having to sit down and wait with Mr.doctor so the little spare time you had today flew out the window, you where about to check the timer on your slate only to feel a pang of guilt - once again the little guy had taken the fall for you. You´d need to find a way to get it back, one way or another. While contemplating this, and all manner of plans running through your mind a familiar voice calls out to you, turning around you see Zarkov jogging up towards you through the partially occupied corridor.

"Schulte - why are you hanging around here? Commissar Rim is summoning us an hour early!" - you feel a hard stab in the guts at this - Rim, when-ever he´s in charge of practicals things go south. Trying to hide your feeling of unease you fall in behind Zakrov in a quick walk towards the inner sanctums of the primary house - through the first floor from the second, then down in the sub-chambers, you had learned if you knew the way you could walk from any one house to the other through these bunker emplacements - some even said they went down the dirt-road to the training grounds. Still, the chamber you where looking for was a large brown thing - stinking with planet. The local was sparse, side for a large central ring of packed dirt - no doubt the reason for the smell and a series of crates - standing on top of which was Rim, your class gather around him. The room illuminated only be a single spotlight far above..

>Con

>>34756465
These are just general directions - your interactions can and will change it - incredibly hard training can decrease your bust size - augmentations can increase your height. Muscle is only earned by training - you do however at the moment have a massive bonus to just that

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>>34756711
He means femininity of the features, like the face, not the personality you fucking retard

>>34756232
See the last line of >>34756739.

>>34756734
Exactly what kind of a muscle bonus are we talking here? We rolled pretty poorly as I recall...

>>34756805
THESE WERE OUR ROLLS FOR THE FINAL FUCKING LAST TIME>>34756387

>>34756820
Ok then.

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>>34756734
You shuffle in together with the others and wait - Commissar Rim, you still don´t understand the title but you understand his important - standing on top of the boxes with an odd-looking blade pointed straight down, grasped by the hilt. "So, students" he calls out - his voice carrying as effortlessly as always. "Today is a good day, welcome to the ring. Here in this old munition silo you´ll be training, there is only one door - and its the one you came through, there is only this ring in here and nothing else" Rim leaps of the boxes with these words - and in a surprising feat of skill lands perfectly on the edge of the ring - only to stride to its center, hands out to his sides, his blade still in hand. "Today, we´ll be teaching you how to fight in one-on-one, man on man - students on student, broken bones are expected - bleeding encouraged, the ring here will temper you like it has all the emperors blades before it - and should you be found wanting." at this his blade suddenly roars to life in mechanical fury - the weird-looking edge suddenly spinning in a maddening pace "This chain-blade will find its way into your hearts." Today will be a battle royal - hand-to-hand with practice blades, the winner can take tomorrow off.

>And with that, Commissar Quest XXI comes to an end.

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>>34756990
>It is now 02.31 GMT+1 and our time for the evening is at an end

>Sage is great now that the thread is dead.

>We're stopping here since its a good place to do so narrtivly

>So I am hoping I can get back to running once a week minimum - hoping to increase to 1-2 times a week, got a lot of material I want out.

>We got some rolling tonight - bad on my part not expecting this much interest - I was just hoping we´d get enough to keep going-

>This is the first step in chapter 2 and will explore Schulte´s time in the scholia proper, expect it to last around 20 threads.

>This thread was suppose to be easy to get into and give a feeling of what Commissar Quest is all about - hello to any new faces. Lovely to have you.

>Would love som feedback - what do you like/dislike about Commissar Quest?

>I´d like to hear peoples opinions on the new roll system.

>On that note: Tonight I continued experimented with using pictures to set the mood rather then the random going-into-my-folder approch - opinions?

>Like always I'll be around for awhile as I unwind for bed answering questions about commissar quest and life in general.

>We are now archived http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/34749660/ go give it a nudge if you want.

>>34756990
Thanks for runnnin OP.

>>34756990
Kinda disappointing you ran so shortly, but it can't be helped.

>>34757188
Who drew the portrait that you posted on your twitter?
Is what >>34756465 was saying about the tits and ass roll representative also of our femininity? Hair/Face/Etc?

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>>34757193
Thanks for partaking Anon, it was great having you
>>34757212
Hoping to run again tomorrow actually - I got my evening free.
>>34757258
The "ID-photo" is from a drawfag friend of mine who did it for fun after I requested it. Also - no, not really, we´ll be rolling for facial features later on - but we already rolled your base features some time ago.

"Your face is round in shape, a small nose coupled with the freckles that crown it would have left you with a rather cute appearance if not for your eyes - hard, inquisitional pure white irises that glare at the world coldly."

>>34757413
Your friend a shit

>>34757413
Thanks for running Commissar!

>Hoping to run again tomorrow
It's like a dream come true!