>>3254344
>What are you
Alien currently masquerading as what their research indicates humans are most terrified of: an evil clown

>Victims
Ghosthunters (the proper ones with a TV crew) checking out rumors of hauntings at an abandoned fairground AKA your home base.

>>3254344
>What are you(an alien who can shapeshift or a serial rapist etc)?
Serial rapist and murderer
>Who will be your victims(A group of scientists trapped in a spaceship or highschool kids camping in a forest etc)?
A group of young girls who stupidly decided to camp near your secret cabin.

>>3254373
+1
If you want to do exploitation then let's do it properly

>>3254373
Support

>>3254373
This

>>3254373

This, but instead of young girls, they're young traps.

>>3254391
Traps are gay

This belongs in akun

>>3254391
+1

>>3254396
>fuck qst QM trys to squash the compatition

>>3254391
No

>>3254373
Support

>>3254391
This

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>>3254391
>Traps

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>>3254391
No.

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>>3254391

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Around you are beams of rotten timber making a farce of a house. Overgrown vines have ripped their way through broken floorboards invading your home. The acrid smell should burn your nose with a pungent aroma, but it is overpowered by something else. In a disused bathtub is a stew of mismatching limb coated with a crusted layer of old blood. Flies buzz and hum around the sick mess but it nor they have ever really bothered you. They are like your shadow, a constant companion that has always been in your life. In all honesty, the smell of young girls rotting has always been more of a turn on than anything else.

You have spent years here, all your years in fact. The only change has been the slow dilapidation and the occupants of the fetid soup of viscera cooking in the summer heat. There may have been a mother here once, but you can't remember any true companionship. Maybe you should keep one of your victims around and enjoy some company. There is a possibility you could learn to enjoy forcing yourself on a living girl instead of one that has had her light snuffed out.

As you lie in your reeking bed, you hear a spluttering engine and see a pair of headlights cut through the wood, ruining the omnipresent night. The metal contraption drives ever closer and you can begin to some awful dim which deafens you to the array of wildlife joined in a hymn. Another group of kids playing in your woods, it seems only right to play with them. Oh god, you hope there are girls. Young girls.

With a slow fumble, you exit your bed. Gazing down, you smile at the once white blood-soaked and semen-stained sheets hoping to add more. Walking with an odd gait, you make your way towards the now parked vehicle that is intruding on your lair and scout out your soon to be victims. A gaggle of girls exit the parked truck, all young. Or at least small, it is hard to view them properly from here. A final person exits the vehicle, unlike the rest, she is a grown woman much to your disappointment.

They all open their bags and begin to set up tents, chat and start a fire. A similar fire is roused in you as you tremble in excitement over their beautiful, innocent, angelic voices gracing your ears. With a quick scan, you see nine nymphets and the hag. You move in, ever silent, pondering how you should start with these girls.

You...
>Go over to warn them about missing people around here
>Wait till one walks off or the group falls asleep.
>write in

>>3254521
>Wait till one walks off or the group falls asleep.
When I wrote young girls I mean teens, but anyways.

>>3254530
Does 15 sound good?

>>3254521
>Wait till one walks off or the group falls asleep.
>>3254530
I thought so too.

>>3254521
>Wait till one walks off or the group falls asleep.

>>3254533
Make it 16 and it can work

>>3254521
>Wait till one walks off or the group falls asleep.
>>3254533
I don't mind, it kind of makes our serial killer more monstrous

>>3254521
>Wait till one walks off or the group falls asleep

>>3254550
True.

Roll me a d100

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>3254564

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>3254564
We should slash their tires in the mean time

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>3254564

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>3254564

Cheers lads, I'm good for rolls now.

>>3254575
Nah, collect any means of communication first. Otherwise they will call a service vehicle or some shit and then it will snowball from there.

>>3254588
Don't worry it's the 80s

>>3254608
I forgot.

>>3254611
Its cool

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You decide to wait. The girls continue to make camp on your land. Their numerous tents have been put up in a circle around the orange fire which crackles as it dances on the pile of logs. One of the girls brings out a large cooler box and presents it to the rest. An outraged squeak emanates from the middle-aged woman at the sight of the now open box, "Martha Stewart what on earth do you have there? You are only sixteen there is no way I will allow you to drink under my supervision."

"But Miss Marshal," The girl moans. "If we drink elsewhere it will be at college and at parties with boys. You don't want us to be so vulnerable in front of nasty men? It would be better if we got a taste now and got used to it. Anyway, there are only us girls around."

The woman deflates, not wanting to argue, and sticks out a hand. Martha, who is a well-endowed raven headed girl, tosses her a can of what you believe to be beer. Greedily the elderly woman gulps it down, much to the other girls' excitement. More cans are passed around the circle of girls. Most copy Miss Marshal, while a single girl eyes the can nervously. You carefully watch her through a bush as she does everything but drink, what a wholesome girl.

Focusing on her more intensely you note how beautiful she is. The other young girls are amazing, but there is something special about her. A natural radiance flows from her. You gather from the conversation her name is Annabel and that they plan to swim in the lake tomorrow.

About an hour and a half later the girls retire to their tents. There are two girls per tent which is a disappointment for you. You wait for a further thirty minutes, but no noise comes from the girls. Finally free to look around, you walk through the bushes towards the van. With a blade, you cut deep into the vehicle's rear tires and enjoy the sound of escaping air. It is the sound of their entrapment.

Forcing down the temptation to whistle, you examine the tents. You don't want to ruin your fun by killing them all in their sleep tonight, you like building up the terror gradually. Maybe just one victim to kill, or two if you can't get one out of her tent without her friend noticing. You'd love to drown a single one and leave her body floating in the lake for the others to find.

You...
>Stab two in their tent and put their heads in the ice-cooler
>Set a tent alight and sneak off
>Write in

Annabel is the "main character" describe her appearance and personality
>Write in

Going to sleep for the night, I'll do more tomorrow as said.

>>3254795
This

>>3254703
Oh ho ho, we have to be more patient and subtle than that if we want to ensure maximum terror.

>Mess with their belongings, ransack some bags, but make it seem like an animal did it. We want them to be unnerved but not too much so that they do not check the car and continue with their swimming plans tomorrow.

>Annabel

Red haired girl, slightly older and more mature than the others. Tall and slim with average C cups. She is lively and energetic with others but not talkative. Also a stonking 10/10.

>>3254703

>Make like an animal ransacked their food. Nothing large, but like raccoons or something. Enough to possibly cause a bit of finger-pointing and blame shifting on whose fault it is.

> Annabel -- Brunette, petite, not quite even A-cups. 6" cock but tight little balls. Very feminine features making them very passable.

>>3254802
Support

>>3254703
>>3254703
>>3254795
Support the description but not the action
>Set a tent alight and sneak off

>>3254802
support

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>>3254831
>6" cock
>Very feminine features

Fag

>>3254851
>>3254802
This description

>>3254703
>Annabel: Freakishly tall, messy black hair with green eyes, flat as a board, constantly sweating, can't see without her glasses, has braces, and has freckles. She's introverted, cowardly, and intelligent. Her interest in the occult has caused her peers to refer to her as "The Witch".

>>3254802 #
Support

>>3254703
>Mess with their belongings, ransack some bags, but make it seem like an animal did it. We want them to be unnerved but not too much so that they do not check the car and continue with their swimming plans tomorrow.
>Annabel
Outcast of the group very nerdy but enjoys nature she is chubby but curvy with a mature body with a case of baby face kind of big hipped and big butted not very social

>>3255181
Kind of short

>>3255181
I'll support this

>>3254802
+1

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You ponder on the best approach, of course, you could kill them all now. But that is no fun and what is life without fun? There shall be no deaths tonight you decide. Just a minor thing and tomorrow you can open with the proverbial big guns. Finally, you decide to move somethings around the camp to mimic an animal. After knocking over some camp chairs, you feel your plan is lacking something. Sadly all their bags and belongings are in their tents, you could take a bag and scatter their belongings around.

Walking over you make your way towards a special tent, it is a cheap dark green like every other tent, what makes it special is the girl inside. Annabel. Your heart pounds violently in your chest and you gently undo the zip. Praying all the while that the girls inside hear nothing. As you finish with the zip, you let out a small silent sigh of relief at the sight of two girls sleeping.

Before you lies a dark-skinned girl, she is lying snug within a blue sleeping bag. Her companion next to her is a breathtaking sight. Long fiery red hair flows from her head. Unlike her friend, she is outside her sleeping bag and uses it as a pillow to hug. This exposes her body that is only garbed in black lingerie. Annabel's alabaster skin is dotted with a few light freckles and her large breasts, which are barely contained by the thin fabric under strain, rise and fall with each serene breath. Most precious of all is the girl's face as she wears a small but content smile. With a titanic effort, you rip yourself away from the girl and grab her friend's bag.

With bag in hand, you scatter its contents around the camp and throw the bag into the fire. You were going to do it to Annabel, but you won't deprive her of happiness when she looks that peaceful. Fighting back an effort to stroke her sleeping cheek and shower her body with small kisses, you walk away from the camp with a heavy heart.

Darkness from night eventually shrinks away from the waking morning sun. Angry shouts fill your ears as the dark girl, named Chocolate, moans about her clothes and other items being scattered around the camp. "I hate nature! This is why I didn't want to come. Now half of my clothes have been stretched by that animal."

"An animal? It could be some countryside creep after your panties." Smirks Martha.

Chocolate replies by sticking her middle finger up at her friend. The girls walk down to the lake for their swim leaving only Miss Marshal sitting around the camp. Her face is buried in a book as her walkman headphones cover her ears.

>Follow the girls to the lake
>Stay here with Miss Marshal and do...
>write in
>write in

where are the traps?

>>3257054
>Follow the girls to the lake
Look for opportunities to pick them off
>>3257063
Trapfags in bodybags

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>>3257063
This is the only sort of traps you will come across this thread.

>>3257054
>write in
Try jerking off. That might calm your homicidal rage.

Or find traps

>>3257054

>Stay here with Miss Marshal and knock her out. Bring her back to the cabin. Make sure there's no blood at the campsite either. Bring her walkman and book. We will keep her gagged with her own panties and tied to the bed. A surprise for our first girl.

>>3257054
>big tit ginger won
Anons display their shit taste without any sense of shame
>Follow the girls to the lake

>>3257054
>Follow the girls to the lake
>>3257075
Cs ain't big

>>3257075
>>3257065

No, we pick off their guardian first. That will spread panic, create a leadership vacuum, and make the girls easier to pick off at our leisure.

Plus the shock of each girl when they are brought to the cabin and find their guardian tied up, raped, gagged with her own bloody panties will be delicious.

>>3257082
Sure man, I guess.

>>3257054
>Follow the girls to the lake

>>3257080
But they're still too big
>>3257054
>Stay here with Miss Marshal and knock her out. Bring her back to the cabin. Make sure there's no blood at the campsite either. Bring her walkman and book. We will keep her gagged with her own panties and tied to the bed. A surprise for our first girl.

>>3257071
>>3257054
>Stay here with Miss Marshal and knock her out. Bring her back to the cabin. Make sure there's no blood at the campsite either. Bring her walkman and book. We will keep her gagged with her own panties and tied to the bed. A surprise for our first girl.

>>3257071
This

OP if you disappear I swear

>>3257270
> I will shit out a couple updates (almost) every day and not do sessions as real life is too busy.
This is a super casual quest for me lad and I'm only running it to get back into the swing of things. This was meant to be a more camp version of a quest I read ages ago http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2591998/

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The girls leave their carer alone as they walk off with towels hanging from their arms. Marshal's head bobs to her private tune as the girls leave her alone to her own holiday. She begins to hum a song that you have heard on occasion when you have got your hands on a radio. It isn't the sort of music you had as a child, it possesses much more energy. Her sandaled foot taps against the ground in time with the melody that you have grown to love.

Your creep through the undergrowth as branches. Twigs and branches break as your circle round behind her, then you remember that her eyes are buried in a book and she is unable to hear you due to the song. You stand up straight. It would have been an odd sight to see you pop out of a bush but there is no one to see it. Confidently you walk up towards her and your heavy shadow casts down on her.

Marshal's starts to sing, "Life it seems, will fade away. Drifting further every day. Getting lost within myself. Nothing matters no one else. I have lost the will to live."

You join in with a tuneless voice that you hate. "Simply nothing more to give. There is nothing more for me. Need the end to set me free."

The woman looks up confused by the impromptu duet. Marshal gasps as she sees your face. "Ahh... Oh, go you almost gave me a heart attack." Her tone becomes harsher. "What on earth do you think you are doing sneaking up on me you freak."

A quick straight punch knocks her backwards off her chair. She lies frozen in position, she is out cold. You have always liked punching women, so easy to beat into submission. Scooping her up, you carry her on your shoulder. Your free hand places her book and Walkman into your deep pockets. Still enthralled by the song you tap her thigh to the rhythm.

Back at your hut is the teacher tied to your bed, still in the land of dreams. She lies naked with her panties taped to her mouth so no sound can escape her lips. Her legs are also bound leaving the sleeping woman without any sort of free movement. You begin to fiddle with the Walkman until the sleeping body starts to flail violently as the woman wakes up.

What do you do?
>Write in

>>3257357
Knock her unconscious again then go to the lake. The hag isn't worth the effort raping.

>>3257367
Backing
>>3257347
Go on then. Just don't leave us until they're all dead.

Going to sleep now.
>>3257401
I'll finish this quest don't worry.

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Before I go how do you want me to handle rape parts? Fade to black or something else?

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>>3257415
Write it all out in gratuitous detail

I swear I won't report you

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>>3257422
>I swear I won't report you

>>3257357
>>3257367
Supporting

>>3257415
In its full brutal glory, second by second detail of misery, pain, screams, and suffering. You should probably put it in a pastebin lad

>>3257415

Separate pastebin would be best. That way you can fade to black for the thread, pastebin for the lewds.

>>3257409
This

>>3258984
>>3257357

fyi, some faggot is going full retard and deleting posts that are considered "erotic roleplay" in this thread.

>>3258986
I think only one post got deleted?

>>3259007

Yup, and it was mine, which was pretty much the same vote I put in >>3258984

My guess is some little shitbird decided they didn't like that vote, so they reported it and some faggot mod was like "hurr, erotic roleplay"

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Terrified eyes dart between an open door and you. Through the door is the tub filled with gore, a semi-decayed arm hangs out the side. Her noises irk you. If you are to rape her, you can do it another time. Your hands wrap around her neck, squeezing like pythons until her flails become weak twitches. After giving her a few harsh slaps to the face you are comfortable that the woman is knocked out. As a final test, you poke and prod her face. While being old, middle-aged, she is not without a small level of beauty you suppose.

Leaving Marshal unconscious you make your way to the vast lake. There are a few hidden alcoves permeating the large body of water. Perfect places for an ambush on one of the unsuspecting girls. The warm sun yellow colours the lake a relaxing blue and heats the water. You stand hidden behind a thin layer of trees as you watch the girls.

Standing by the dock are the nine girls in various stages of changing. Annabel is nervously holding a towel to her body as she watches half of the girls are nude. Martha calls over to her, "Lose that towel and stop being such a prude. There are no boys here. Sheesh, this is why you are still a virgin."

"I..." Annabel's words stick in her throat as her face turns the same bright red as her hair. By this point, all the other girls stand naked much to your pleasure. The silence adds to the peer pressure, and the pressure builds until Annabel can do nothing but submit. Chocolate gives her a reassuring smile and squeezes her shoulder.

Flushed, Annabel drops her towel revealing her white swimsuit. Her cheeks glow brightly as she undresses. Annabel's breasts spring free as her clothing falls on top of the towel. Quickly, she sprints down the dock and dives into the lake all the while giving you an excellent view of her naked form. The rest of the girls jump in joining her skinny dipping.

For a time you watch Annabel's athletic body swimming around then you move on to more pressing matters. What do you do next? While you ponder, you notice Chocolate has swum off into an alcove, out of sight of the others. Three other girls are sunbathing by the side of a lake until they decide to stroll through the forest. Sadly most the girls are swimming together so you can't target them.

What do you do...
>Go after Chocolate and (write in)
>Go after the three girls and (write in)
>Write in

>>3258986
That's worrying

>>3259214
Are their clothes within reach and out of sight?

>>3259248
Sure you can get to it.

>>3259253
Then grab their clothes, hide/throw/dump them somewhere and go after chocolate, knock her out and bring her to the cabin for rape. As in every horror movie, the black one must die first.

>Go to the camp and set the car in fire.

>>3259260
Changing to simply knocking out Chocolate and raping her in the cabin. But take a little detour to the camp to take their bags to our rape cabin. It's hotter for them to be just dressed in swimsuits then naked.

>>3259269
Backing

>>3259269
Supporting.
Let's fuck up the car too.

>>3259269
Support. Take the towels too but leave the swimsuits

>>3259326
We already slashed the tires anon.

Roll me three d20s

Rolled 20, 17, 4 = 41 (3d20)

>>3259430

>>3259430
>>3259440
Where did everyone go?

Rolled 3, 11, 7 = 21 (3d20)

>>3259430

Rolled 4, 10, 14 = 28 (3d20)

>>3259430

Rolled 3, 20, 1 = 24 (3d20)

>>3259430

Cheers for the rolls, I'm not sure I will be able to get out another update today.

>>3259583
No problem, just make sure you put the rapes in a pastebin to avoid your posts getting deleted.

>>3259583
gib chocolate rape reeeeeeeeee

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>>3259583
But for the next three days? I'm still here

>>3254391
No fags

OP please no abandon

OP may have been banned like me because of a faggot mod or a faggot anon reporting the thread.

>>3268628
I doubt that. There weren't any rules broken, at least not yet.

It could be a snowflake mod but I've seen other qms get away with worse so probably not.

>>3268692

Two of my votes were deleted and I was banned for "erotic roleplay" when all I was doing was voting for rape.

So yeah, either someone got pissy or we have a snowflake mod.

shouldn't there be special actions or items?
the B gorn flicks I know often includes certain fetishes like body expansion,human body limits experimentation and some such.

Any one willing to take over the quest?

>>3281919

I still say OP got banned because some faggot reported the thread and a faggot mod banned him.

Just restart this on akun.

Why play a rapist on a blue board? It's counter intuitive

>>3283601
I personally am of the belief he bailed. All he had to do is either reset his router or get on his phone to let us know what happened.
Probably got out of his "creative rut" and moved on to another quest. He seemed seasoned.