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You are Bertha Von Screwletter, and your friendly sparring match has gotten a little... off the rails.

You lung at Ivanna, your sparring partner and ex millitary subordinate as she reaches her jacket, landing short as she spins out of your way. You struggle to your feet as she rummages through her pockets, the black haired beutey smiling through the blood dripping from her face. Whatever you do she must not be allowed to...

VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY

Oh damn it.

You roll off the ring as Ivanna pulls out a minigun several times too big to fit in the pocket of her jacket. A hail of bullets fire upon the ring where you just were, splattering in blue paint.

So atleast she's using a paintball minigun rather then real millitary grade hardware, you can even see the things padded.

But you are now in a fistfight where someone brought a piece of a tank.

And that's not a great place to be right now.

>Try to sneak UNDER the ring and catcher by suprise.
>Your beefy for your size and paintballs are nonlethal, just rush her and knock the weapon off.
>Steal her jacket and use it as cover, you won't be able to use her stuff but she probbably wont want to shoot it.
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Welcome to WWW wrestling, you know how this game goes.

You got one heat right now here is the last thread:
>>1931565
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>>1972676
>>Try to sneak UNDER the ring and catcher by suprise.
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>>1972676
>Try to sneak UNDER the ring and catcher by suprise.
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Roll 1d4 to go viet cong on her ass.
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>>1972899
Under the floor. Like a rat.
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Alright you gain a heat.

You crawl under the dusty ring, the ceiling crumbling under the high velocity onslaught of Ivanna's temper tauntrum.

It's quite rude! ( >-< ) Your going to have to have a word with her after this.

The shuddering dulls as Ivanna lets the Minigun go quiet, the drum making a whistle as it spins as she makes her way to the center of the ring, probbably planning on ambushing you as soon as you made your way out the side of one of the rings.

No doubt she expects you to try to go behind her.

How cute. ( ^u^)

The ring shakes as you punch through the mat, grabbing Ivannas foot and pulling it down.

Ivanna screams as she sinks into the floor, her minigun clattering as you effectively pinned her leg.

But thats not a legal wrestling pin so you crawl back out of the mat, dusting yourself off as you toss the gun off ring.

Now things are a little more fair.

Heat 2

>Beat her up while shes actually shorter then you.
> Go for the pin while shes incapcitated.
>Write in
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>>1975224
>Beat her up while shes actually shorter then you.
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>>1975224
>> Go for the pin while shes incapcitated.
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>>1975224
>Grab her minigun and take aim!
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>>1975224
>Beat her up while shes actually shorter then you.
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Roll 1d8 to pound her down.
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Rolled 6 (1d8)

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Rolled 8 (1d8)

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Oooh that means you are on 3 heat.

Do you want to use any of that sweet loot? If I dont get any responses in time ill just go with zero so we can be speedy.

>0
>1
>2
>3
>4
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>>1979474
Could you specify what you mean by this?
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>>1979495

Alright so basically here is how these fights work.

I call a roll and you match you win,

If you match more then a pair, (Two pair, three of a kind, full house, four of a kind five of a kind) you get Heat which is essentially like fate points or something.

They sortof represent that come-from-behind victory thing or flashy finisher. They can be used to make things simply better for you.
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>>1979554
alright... I guess 1.
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Alright I guess.

You crack your knuckles as you advance on Ivanna, the woman holding her arms up to her face as you slap her.

"W--wha?" Ivanna says as you slap her again, pouting.

She touches her cheek, bright red from the blow as you slap the other side with your backhand, your cheeks puffed up in a pout.

You keep slapping her as she scrambles to push you away. "Hey sto- ow! Quit it!"

Pain pricks at your hands, your palms stinging as you smack her again, Ivanna scrambling under your abusive onslaught.

"O-okay I give up, stop slapping me." She pants as you finally back off, your hands aching, but probbably less then her face.

"Why you waveto do what." Ivanna moanes, her cheeks swollen from her brutal admonishing.

So you won! Yay! : D

> : Y Your still mad! She pulled a gun on you, a fake gun but still!
> : P You won she lost, neener neener.
> :o Your really tired that fight was a lot harder then you thought it would be. Good match.
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>>1980145
> :o Your really tired that fight was a lot harder then you thought it would be. Good match.
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>>1980145
>: P You won she lost, neener neener.
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>>1980145
>> : P You won she lost, neener neener.
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>>1980145
>> : Y Your still mad! She pulled a gun on you, a fake gun but still!
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You need to use your twitter more my dude.

The last post on it is from the hex maniac quest, use it as a hub for all of them (the quests) so people like me don't think you dropped off the face of the earth.
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>>1982343
z( ono) But twitter is soooooo boring...
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>>1980145
>>: P You won she lost, neener neener.
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You loom over Ivanna, a grin on your face.

"Wha?" Ivanna asks, a pulling a icepack from her pocket to nurse her injured cheek with.

You don't say anything... well you couldn't if you wanted to since your mute but you don't bother signing anything either.

( OuO) You smirk at Ivanna the woman pouting. "Look okay you won okay? I get it your stronger them me alright?"

Ivanna glares at your unceasing smile. "Okay so... maybe I got carried away and pulled out my Gimmick when I didn't need to but... you know maybe you'll need to practice against stuff like that if your in the big league so you should be thanking me!"

You blink as Ivanna groans. "LOOK I MAY have not needed to do that since it was the little league but you were just pulling off big moves and I needed to be a good fight and..."

Ivanna bows her head. "I'm sorry." She whispers as you flick her forehead.

"H-hey!" She says pouting, "That was uncalled for."

: P

>Later that day

You sit in Jimmy Dammn's office, the curator blowing cigar smoke out the window as he turns to you.

"You know your a damn hard lady to book, your stunt on monday caused a big enough scene there wasn't anyone who actually wanted to fight you... Well I managed to pull some strings to give you a chance but... It's not that pretty."

The man flicks the cigar as he opens a drawer, pulling out some fliers.

"We could normally have you take a fall to help limit that fear factor but given the repute you already started we plan to push you as the big upcoming heel. Which of course drags M.O.E. in but hey with the way the Millitary is smeared by public right now that won't be new."

You frown as Damn sighs. "Look don't give me that I'm no bleeding heart hippie mad cause the Shogunate blew up a kangdom orphanage of before the towlies could do it themselves. But you can't start beef with the Asylum without getting some heel points. And don't roll your eyes I didn't tackle Malpractice."

( '-')

"So we can either work with that army deal, start feuds with our more underdog rebel types and then make you out as the hard but fair tweeners and when you Take you can be a face. Or we can put lipstick on a pig and try to make you some froufrou princess you didnt almost strangle someone this monday. What do you think?"

>Face
>Heel

Jimmy glares at you as you consider option one. "No that was rhetorical fuck that I'm the damn producer of this establishment I set up the matches I'm not letting you sabatoge it to be special."

You glare back, you weren't GOING to be a princess, you just... kinda would've been cute at it. Not that you wanted to do it.

But it was a good idea, that you didn't endorse.

Shut up.

(1/2)
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>>1983735
>Heel
heels always have more fun
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"So we will heel for now and see how that works, too many babyfaces anyway." Jimmy says as he opens the folder. "Now since we want to keep that push going you cant throw any matches.. BUT you can not take any. We can actually have MOE run as a team or a individual and you can watch over that as the mastermind, if they lose it doesn't ding you." Damn says pulling out a folder. "We got plenty of hippe newbies who can throw down with your crew, even in a 3v3 or one on one. Alternatively I can try to have you yourself fight... hmmm Freya Thirteenth is a durable one I think she'll not mind facing you down, even if its a losing battle. Poor girls been stuck on jobbing duty for a while she's a good sport though."

Well you already got your match you don't NEED to beat up anyone else for a bit... but then again Freya does look interesting. Shes a bit of a has been but the ex Silver leaguer used to be renowned for her durabillity. But you guess when you don't retire when you get old you just get forgotten.

It's sad you wish you could help her.

>Face Freya
>Lead the MOE during their match from behind as a manager.
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>>1983735
>>Heel
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>>1983790
>Lead the MOE during their match from behind as a manager.
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>>1983790
>Lead the MOE during their match from behind as a manager.
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>>1983790
>>Face
>Face Freya
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It was a joke you cant actually vote on face or heel because Jimmys a asshole who wont give you that creative freedom.
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>>1983825
I wanted to see if I could force the issue, hence why I commented. oh well.
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You shrug as you point to the M.O.E. contract, you guess you might as well get your team into the thick of things if you yourself can't.

And hey atleast your training will be put to work here.

Of course this leads to... who is fighting.

>Mercanary 911
>Headliner
>Major Minor
>All three of them in a trio match.
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>>1984042
I would go all three, but being pushed this hard this early is never good. We'll just get the audience to genuinely boo us instead of booing us cause we're heels.

dice, be my guide!
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>>1984042
>>All three of them in a trio match.
Trial by fire! We'll see what our little duckies an do.
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>>1984052

I'll say if all three are fighting you'd actually be fighting three people as well.

Trios groups are a thing, look at the Wyatt Family, S.H.I.E.L.D. , the Disciples of Death from Lucha Underground, Son of Havok's team that never picked a name cause they have no coordination off mat...
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>>1984062
I completely misread that. For some reason, I had it in my head it'd be something else. Yeah, trio match.
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Well I'm going to bed again, we shall have fun hyping up M.O.E with promo vids tomorrow.
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>>1984042
>>All three of them in a trio match.
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You decide that if your going to win your going to win as a team! Yay teamwork.

You hold up three fingers as Jimmy nods. "Well that is sure a shit aint suprising, but definitely something I can work with."

He looks through his folders picking out a few. "Lets see, they aren't exactly a stable but Violent Protest, Mary Peace, and Treeblossom Forestfucker have their own reasons to hate a millitary expy. I think we will have some promos where your group interrupts a fight between the three and they try to team up to take your team down, if they succeed is well... lets let the ring decide that. It can be a good feud."

You nod, that surely seems like a workable idea.

You shake hands with Jimmy as you walk away.

Hoo boy, your going to be on VIDEO! Well you already were but this is different. This time your going to be in a wrestling video not some propaganda piece the Rotten used to recruit nec-romancers in that war.

: D

It is now Thursday, you have 3 days to get some promos going, what will you do for your big shoot.

>A promo promoting your team (Help boost the MOE popularity)
>A stay tuned piece about your fight with Lady soon (Will make that match more intense)
>A smack piece against M.O.E.'s opponents this saturday (Better chance of a feud)
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>>1984042
>>All three of them in a trio match.
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>>1986963
>A promo promoting your team (Help boost the MOE popularity)
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>>1986963
>>A promo promoting your team (Help boost the MOE popularity)
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>>1987092
Well i guess your going to be the only vote today.

Roll a 1d100 on style.
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Rolled 13 (1d100)

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Rolled 96 (1d100)

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>>1987480
The dice gods have not forsaken this quest!
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

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Sorry guys i have a big larp nerd shit planned ill have to do this crit on sunday.

Like fuck man i need interns.
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>>1992216
No problem man. It's cool.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cADYu1qruHI

You hum to yourself as you situate yourself around the Recruitment Blox, tapping flyers of your team.

You back up as you look at your masterpiece, your own face glaring back at you in uniform.

"General Betty wants YOU, Watch the M.O.E." It says emblazoned as you hear your marching song play on the radio.

"Excuse me." You turn around seeing a solider stare at you, a young woman in uniform said as she poked your shoulders, gold hair snaking out of her helmet. "You aren't allowed to... Sweet choclate cake." You hear her whisper as you turn around.

"U... Um excuse me General Screwletter..." The woman said trembling a little. "But I don't think you can, um, i mean you'd know but..."

She seems either terrified or starstruck and with your reputation it can be either...

This could be a great pr stunt... or a chance to mess with people. Either or.

> : D Be nice and friendly.
> >:| Give them the drill sergeant stare.
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>>1999738
> >:| Give them the drill sergeant stare.
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>>1999738
>>:| Give them the drill sergeant stare.
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>>1999738
>> : D Be nice and friendly.
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>>1999738
>> >:| Give them the drill sergeant stare.
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>Page seven after only like eight posts.
God damnit.

You stare at the woman, the rookie almost visibly shrinking under your glare. Its a tough trick to look down on someone a few inches taller then you but you make it work.

The woman seems to literally quake under your gaze as her bravado melts away. "Well... I guess you know what your doing sir since you are in charge... were in charge...." She notices your look. "Are in charge." she whimpers.

You soften your look before the poor private passes out. At least you know you can keep the kayfabe up still. That's good.

"Um... can... can I ask why you are vandalizing the recruitment center... if you don't mind that is."

You back up letting her read the poster. "Oh, sir you are a wrestler?"

You nod as she claps her hands. "Oh! I love wrestling! Hey... my camps doing CQC training this weekend, maybe you and your um... MOE can come and show us around? Maybe? Kinda... if you don't mind... please?"

She blinks up at you, eyes wide.

>Nod (Takes up Friday)
>Shake head (Friday is free)
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>>2000237
>>Nod (Takes up Friday)
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>>2000237
>Nod (Takes up Friday)
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>>2000237
>>Nod (Takes up Friday)
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>>2000237
>Nod (Takes up Friday)
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I have to go to bed sorry, we will continue tomorrow in a new thread with hopefully less distractions.




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