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Welcome. In this quest, we will play as a blue goblin who walks around the city of Singapore and tries to survive. The quest will be very random and chaotic, with a high level of violence and discrimination against goblinkin. The environment will be generated with Google Street View. This will be a one-shot quest, with a lot of dice rolling.

What Is a Quest?
A quest is a RPG where the posters collectively vote for the main character's actions.

Mythic RPG Archive
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Mythic+RPG
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I'll quote this post with the updates.
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Schedule
I will update once per day, at around 13:00 EST. Votes will be open after I post the update, and until 09:00 EST. I will call for the rolls from 09:00 EST to 12:00 EST.

Quest Goal
The quest will run for 30 turns, but will end if our goblin gets arrested or killed. If our goblin dies on Turn 9 or before, a new goblin will be spawned.

How To Roll
Type the following in the options field of the reply box
>dice+2d100

Rolling Rules
I will use Mythic RPG to determine the rolling DCs.
>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is your check
>A bonus will be granted if several players succeed the roll

Goblin Slayer
If you post a relevant picture or manga page from Goblin Slayer, you will gain a +10 bonus to your own roll.

Meme Magic
When you are using one of your psychic abilities, if you post a relevant 4chan meme, you will gain a +10 bonus to your own roll.

Quran Scholar
If you post a relevant quote from the Quran, you will gain a +5 bonus to your own roll. This is cumulative with the Goblin Slayer and Meme Magic bonuses.

Board Infection
If you post the word "goblin" on another board of 4chan, with a link to our thread (the goblin quest), everyone will gain a +5 bonus to all rolls.
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Event Focus
This is the Event Focus chart for Mythic RPG.
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Event Meaning
This is the Event Meaning chart for Mythic RPG.
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Character Creation

As a blue goblin, you have psychic powers. Choose your build:
>Priest: Divination, Energy Medicine
>Shaman: Astral Projection, Pyrokinesis
>Telepath: Remote Viewing, Telepathy
>Warrior: Inertial Armor, Mind Thrust
>Polymath: All the powers above, but with a lower proficiency

Here is a description of the powers
>Divination: The ability to gain insight into a situation
>Energy Medicine: The ability to heal with one's own spiritual energy
>Astral Projection: The ability to voluntarily project an astral body
>Pyrokinesis: The ability to control flames, fire, or heat
>Remote Viewing: The ability to see a distant or unseen target
>Telepathy: The ability to transmit or receive thoughts
>Inertial Armor: The ability to generate a tangible field of force
>Mind Thrust: The ability to deliver a massive assault on the thought pathways of a target

Choose one favored enemy:
>Favored Enemy (Cats)
>Favored Enemy (Chinese Humans)
>Favored Enemy (Indian Humans)
>Favored Enemy (Goblins)
>Favored Enemy (Malay Humans)

Also, choose two weaknesses:
[] Coward: You have a random chance of fleeing from fights
[] Goblin Accent: You speak English with a heavy accent
[] Severe Autism: A rare illness for a goblin, you are very autistic
[] Sewer Stench: Your stench can be spotted in a 20 feet radius
[] Weakling: You have a low Strength score
[] Write-in (if reasonable)
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>>5294558
>Priest: Divination, Energy Medicine
>Favored Enemy (Indian Humans)
>Goblin Accent (Singaporeans are no stranger to fucky accents)
>Write-In: Terrified of Cars

Hey, I live here!
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>>5294558
>>Telepath
>>Favored Enemy (Chinese Humans)
>>Sewer Stench
>>Write-in: Goblin Wheelchair
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The thread was linked on /pol/. You gain a special feat as bonus:
>Favored Enemy (Trannies)

Note: to make a clickable link, copy & paste the entire URL when you cross post between boards.
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>>5294586
Lmao how did you even find that
Thread was cash, btw
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>>5294558
>Priest: Divination, Energy Medicine
>Favored Enemy (Trannies)
>Sewer Stench
>Goblin Accent
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>>5294590
>how did you even find that
With my IRL remote viewing ability
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Boomp
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>>5294558
>Shaman: Astral Projection, Pyrokinesis
>Favored Enemy (Chinese Humans)
[] Severe Autism: A rare illness for a goblin, you are very autistic
[] Sewer Stench: Your stench can be spotted in a 20 feet radius
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>>5294572
As a citizen, I humbly request that my vote count twice
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As you've made the effort of posting your passport, I will let the GM Emulator decide. The GM Emulator is the Mythic RPG system. It is called the GM Emulator because it can emulate a GM for solo roleplaying. See also >>>/tg/84786694

I'm rolling on the Fate Chart >>5294557 with 50/50 Odds, AKA Kek's Odds.
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>5294791
Rolling
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This thread was linked on /trash/ so now I want you to make the goblin sexy.
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Here are some insider Singapore facts to help add bits of authenticity and serve as inspiration for goblin actions.

>Parents tell their children that if they don't behave, indian construction workers will kidnap them and chop them up to make curry. Not kidding. Less common for people to say this in recent years, but most people will know of it.
>Bubblegum is banned, because retards would stick them between train and elevator doors to make sticky traps when they stretched out. Perfect Goblin behaviour.
>Older people are referred to as 'Auntie' and 'Uncle' if you don't know them.
>Most people are multilingual at the very least
>Tapwater is drinkable and fine, unlike some other SEA countries
>Many households have domestic helpers/maids, and on sundays, their off-days, all of them go at once to a few specific areas in town(weekly event?)
>Light pollution is terrible and the stars can hardly be seen. Likely a far cry from Goblin world...
>Speaking of pollution, you can be fined for littering.
>There are small groups of wild otters who form notable and recognisable gangs, kill each others' children in turf wars, and sneak into condos to eat all the fish from their ponds.
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Votes are still open for an hour and a half.

>>5294802
I knew some goblins must lurk in /trash/.

>>5294810
Awesome.
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>>5294810
>chop them up
heh heh heh
>sticky traps between train and elevator doors
I had heard of the no-gum rule as a kid and always remembered and associated it with Singapore but never really understood why. That's hilarious as it is sad.
>otter gangs
badass

Is it true they cane (or execute) drug users/traffickers?
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How do we start a goblin x shitter revolution with the indian workers to acquire all the bobs and vegana
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>>5294810
>Older people are referred to as 'Auntie' and 'Uncle' if you don't know them.
Comfy.
>Light pollution is terrible and the stars can hardly be seen. Likely a far cry from Goblin world...
Fuck.
Please post more Singapore trivia.
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>>5294837
Yes, drug dealing carry the death penalty. If you're caught with a certain amount, you're considered to have intent to deal. Lower than that, you don't get executed. Recently there was a controversy where some guy smuggled drugs in and got executed. People were trying to make the case that he was too retarded (69 IQ) to understand what he was doing was wrong, and spin it as some Green Mile shit despite psychiatrist testimonies saying otherwise.

>>5294840
All dry for now, but I'm sure more will come to mind as the quest progresses.
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>>5294842
Thank you Singanon. Watch out for suspicious goblin activity.
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>>5294842
B-based...
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

Votes
The GM Emulator has ruled that for character creation, Singanon's vote counts double >>5294793. Btw, I had quoted the wrong post, the Fate Chart is here >>5294554.

Class
Priest >>5294572 [x2] >>5294614
Telepath >>5294573
Shaman >>5294733

Favored Enemy
Favored Enemy (Chinese) >>5294573 >>5294733
Favored Enemy (Indian) >>5294572 [x2]
Favored Enemy (Cats) >>5294614 (in the deleted post)

Favored Enemy (Trannies) is gained automatically as bonus feat >>5294586

I'm rolling for the favored enemy with the first die. 1: Chinese; 2: Indian

Weaknesses
Sewer Stench >>5294573 >>5294614 >>5294733
Goblin Accent >>5294572 [x2] >>5294614
Terrified of Cars >>5294572 [x2]
Goblin Wheelchair >>5294573
Severe Autism >>5294733
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>>5294552
Turn 1

On January 11 2020, a mysterious dark mist appeared all over our planet, blocking all sunlight. When it dissipated on the next day, the world discovered that new creatures from another world had appeared on Earth. Those creatures had no memory of the world they came from, due to what is called the "Gift of Lethe". Yes, this is the plot of d20 Urban Arcana. Among those creatures, called the Shadowkind, were elves and dwarves, who adapted well to our civilization, and formed their own kingdoms or integrated our societies. The fate of evil creatures such as goblins was more mixed. In Japan and Korea, the government formed a special unit dedicated to exterminating them. In China, they were denied any form of rights, but were sent to labor camps in Xinjiang. In Muslim countries, however, the goblins were welcome, as long as they converted to islam, that is.

Malaysia is one such countries where goblins were allowed to exist. At the southern tip of Malaysia is a city-state, Singapore. Singapore is a small nation, with over 5 millions inhabitants on an area of only 733.1 km2. Singapore, or S'pore for the intimate, only gained its independence from Malaysia in 1965. Despite its Chinese majority, it has treated its Malay and Indian minorities well, officially out of an ethics based on personal merit, but in reality, out of fear of reprisal from the stronger Malaysia. Because of this, the goblins of Singapore are treated as regular citizens, and only arrested after they commit crimes. The city is only slowly getting rid of the goblins through its harsh legal system, which includes the death penalty. The goblins who respect the law, or who are not caught breaking it, are thriving. Due to the increase in crime from their presence, police officers only arrest the goblins who commit crimes against the Chinese, often turning a blind eye when the victim is Malay, Indian, or goblin.

When you appeared in Singapore, you were alone and lost. You didn't remember anything about your identity. You and the other goblins only remember a vague affinity to the "Green Moon" cf. Goblin Slayer, which you identified as the green crescent of Islam. As a pariah with few possessions and no money, you were taken in by the Sultan Mosque. The imam Ulul Azmi taught you the basic tenets of Islam, and how to behave in human society. There is the greater jihad, which is the inner struggle against your sinful nature, and the lesser jihad, which is the slaughter of infidels. Rumor is that the goblins who were taken in by the Indian Singaporeans were converted to the faith of Kali, and trained as assassins.
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Your two year long training under Master Ulul Azmi has ended, and you and your class of fellow goblins are released into the wild. You are an ugly, 3 feet tall, blue-skinned goblin who possesses rare psychic powers. The normal green-skinned goblins both fear and admire you. From what you have heard, it is common that blue goblins get killed by other goblins, hence you are particularly wary of them. The world is yours, and your faith in the prophet is your strength. You can go anywhere, accomplish anything, make a name for yourself. Although, simply being able to survive would be nice. As an unskilled worker who has a sewer stench, earning money lawfully in this elitist city won't be easy...

It is evening. You are in the street in front of the Sultan Mosque. The city stretches to the west, north, and east. The Central Area, Chinatown are to the south. The ocean is to the southeast.

Choose your actions (max 2):
[] Make a home for yourself in the sewers
[] Break into a random home, and steal a weapon [Stealth, average]
[] Find a local restaurant, and steal food [Stealth, average]
[] Form a gang with the other goblins [Diplomacy, difficult]
[] Ask Master Ulul Azmi for a quest
[] Write-in

In this quest, all write-ins are accepted without limits. I will keep all descriptions PG-13. If the action is very difficult, expect a very difficult rolling DC.
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Character Sheet
Let's fill our character sheet.

Name
Vote for our goblin's name. Hopefully, something that's not too stupid.

Avatar
You can suggest a (goblin) avatar, and I'll turn it blue with Photoshop. You can also draw it with the oekaki.

Stats
All your stats will have a Below Average Score, except the Beauty stat that will be at Minuscule. You can pick one stat, other than Beauty, that will have an Average score.

Skills
Your trained skills are Knowledge (Psionics) and Stealth. Additionally, you can pick one major skill and three minor skills from the GURPS list: https://gurps.fandom.com/wiki/List_of_Skills

Inventory
To determine what you have in your inventory, post the current content of your real-life pockets / purse / etc., and roll 1d100. The anon who rolls the lowest wins.
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>>5294899
>Make a home for yourself in the sewers
>Use your divination to see if there is any danger in the sewers.

>>5294901
>Name
>Saiful
I will give a shot for name it will be one I got for a name generator for Malay names
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>>5294914
Yeah that sounds alright. Muhammad Saiful, probably. If we know our Goblin-father, it'd be Muhammad Saiful Bin (Father's Name).

>Ask Master Ulul Azmi for a quest
>Find a local restaurant and steal food (Steal somebody's pending Grab-food order, the Singaporean Uber-eats.)
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>>5294901
Here's a short description of the stats:
>Strength (lifting)
>Dexterity (hands)
>Agility (everywhere else)
>Reflex (speed)
>Toughness (tanking)
>Fitness (cardio)
>Perception
>IQ (thinking)
>Memory (long-term)
>Intuition (gut feeling)
>Willpower (mind over matter)
>Wisdom (introspection, spirituality)
>Charisma (talking)
>Beauty (appearance)
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Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>5294899
[X] Make a home for yourself in the sewers
[X] Ask Master Ulul Azmi for a quest

>>5294901
>Name: Mohammed Saiful Muhammad bin Thumbsmasher (previously known as Gnorflop the Salacious before his conversion)
>Avatar picrel, vidrel youtube.com/watch?v=KsMKOx6fumc
>Average Stat: Reflex
>Major Skill - Brainwashing (Or advanced/expert/master Psionics)
>Minor Skills - Urban Survival, Jeweler, Fast Talk
>Inventory: phone, headphones, keys, wallet with $70 and ID, ~2 grams of weed, disposable lighter, pocket knife, pepper spray, loaded snubnose revolver + holster, boner
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>>5294914
>>5294918
>>5295700
[X] Ask Master Ulul Azmi for a quest
[X] Make a home for yourself in the sewers

As it's appropriate to the situation, I will also accept the following write-in:
[X] Use your divination to see if there is any danger in the sewers

Let's roll, goblins

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is for your Divination check
>A bonus will be granted if several players succeed the roll

Your Divination Rank is Average. The Difficult Rank is Average. The DC for the Divination Check is 50 [second die].

Note: in Mythic RPG, you must roll lower or equal the DC value to succeed the check.
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>>5294901
You can vote for the character sheet until Turn 2 is posted.
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>>5294899
>[] Ask Master Ulul Azmi for a quest
>[] Write-in
We try to get hired by the police, use our psionic powers to be a truth detector, solve crimes and LEARN HOW TO COMMIT CRIME WITHOUT GETTING CAUGHT! MUHAHAHAHAHA!
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Rolled 95, 87 = 182 (2d100)

>>5295753
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>>5295827
Nice write in, but we have moved to the rolling phase >>5295753
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Rolled 67, 78 = 145 (2d100)

>>5295753
goblins
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Rolled 67, 90 = 157 (2d100)

>>5295753
Seeing that we are getting bad rolls why not try get some good ones
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Rolled 20, 15 = 35 (2d100)

>>5295850
I wonder what the chances are that are that I get another 57
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>>5295895
We got lucky and got something less then 50 it just took 3 rolls.
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>>>/mu/110939509
/mu/ status: Infected
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Rolled 66, 68, 35, 22, 87, 56, 45, 13 = 392 (8d100)

I'm rolling on the Event Meaning chart >>5294557. Rolls 1, 2 are for the divination results. Rolls 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 are for Ulul Azmi's quests.

>>5295913
Board Infection lowers all the dice rolls by 5 points. This lowers the successful roll of 15 >>5295895 to a critical success of 10, resulting in a clearer Divination vision than normal.

On the Fate Chart >>5294554, the small numbers on each square indicate a critical success. For a critical success with an Acting Rank of Average, and a Difficult Rank of Average, you need to roll a 10 or under.
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>>5295941
Fufufu... My calculations were precise, as usual.
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>>5294552
Turn 2

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcCnFFhVR70
Draconis Infernum - Death in My Veins

Divination Check: Critical Success >>5295895 >>5295913

>>529594
Q: What vision do you have?
Rolls: 66, 68
A: Carry of Rumor
The rumors [of danger] are true
Q: What are the quests?
Rolls: 35, 22
A: Return of Energy
Quest 1: return the faith to a man who has lost it

Rolls: 87, 56
A: Work Hard of Wishes
Quest 2: Let's go with this wish >>5294838

Rolls: 45, 13
A: Celebrate of War
Quest 3: bring jihad to Fika Swedish Cafe
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When you reenter the mosque, you find that Imam Ulul Azmi Al-Pandani is singing an old human song, in front of the stairs. Unlike Middle Eastern mosques, the Sultan Mosque is clean and does not smell like sweat. Not that it would bother you, as your own stench covers all other smells. You clear your throat.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcCnFFhVR70

"Mastah! Me iz bakk!"

He stops chanting. "Mohammed Saiful! What are you doing here?"

"Mastah! Me need 'em kwesty! You'ze got sum fo' me?"

"Ah! It's good to see that you want to develop your spirit of jihad. Yes, our masjid need help in many ways. Please take a look at the quest board."

The quest board is a wooden panel where quests posters are pinned. The practice has become common around the world since the Day of Shadow, from the increased need for mercenaries and adventurers. In the mosque, quests are posted by the imam, but in more secular organizations such as the Adventurer's Guild, quests are posted by anyone.

>Quest 1 (F rank): Visit Mr. Raashid and convert him back to Islam
>Quest 2 (E rank): Burn Fika Swedish Cafe and Bistro, an infidel shop in Arab St
>Quest 3 (D rank): Visit Ms. Haseena and exorcise her haunted house
>Quest 4 (D rank): Establish diplomatic contact with the Temple of Kali
>Quest 5 (B rank): Infiltrate the police station and steal files from their computer

3 of those quests were generated with the dice rolls.

Some of those quests are quite dangerous and could get you in serious trouble if you are caught. In particular, the police station mission looks particularly deadly. You don't see how one could complete it successfully. A police station is an impregnable fortress guarded by the fiercest paladins. At the same time, it's a B rank quest; a quest for epic adventurers. You take a poster that looks interesting, bow before your master, and leave. The song that he was singing was rather pleasant, although you personally prefer the harsh, virile shrieks of black metal, which sound more like your own voice. You pluck your headphones, and browse through your music playlist. Your favorite band is Nekrogoblikon. John Goblikon, the leader shrieker, was the first goblin to achieve international recognition. He's a true idol among goblin communities. But today, you feel like listening to some local band, and pick Draconis Infernum. Human ears cannot understand anything from the shrieks, but to you, the lyrics are crystal clear.
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A chinese woman walks by. When she smells you, she immediately runs toward the other side of the street. You watch the curve of her ass with desire. You dream of having a harem of pure Asian waifus for yourself.

"March to death, my damned legions,
To infect, spreading hell's disease"


Yes, the lyrics of the song "Funeral March" are true. Your jihad is to infect this woman with your hellish seed. But for now, you must focus. You wait for the street to be empty, and you furtively enter through the manhole. Your eyes become brighter, and your vision immediately adjusts to the darkness. Humans can't see in the dark, this is why the sewers are a perfect home for a goblin. You stand in the upright position, as upright as your hunched back allows. You recite:

"Allah listen to da one who praise Him'"

Then, you concentrate on your third eye. You can feel it when you are in a calm environment, and this is where your psionic powers come from. Your perception englobes the entire space-time of the sewers. Your divination ability allows you to see important events of the future in a given environment, with symbols that appear briefly in your mind. First symbol: you see Luke Skywalker carrying a goblin on his back. Carrying. Second symbol: you see the shadow of a mouth, speaking to another mouth, speaking to another mouth. A rumor. You concentrate further, to understand the meaning of your vision. Carrying a rumor... What rumor did you hear about the sewers?

Suddenly, your vision gets clearer, and you see crystal clear scenes of the sewers. This means that Allah has blessed you with a higher level of meditation. You quickly praise him, and focus on the vision. You see muscular ratmen, who fight one another in a dark tunnel. You see an otyugh, a strange creature, with a wide gap for a mouth, and several tentacles. Then, you see the ratmen fighting together against an albino alligator. Those are the creatures that live in the surrounding area. You are not familiar enough with the sewers to recognize where they are located, so you carefully walk toward the south, looking for signs of living creatures.

You safely reach a corner with a dead-end, lit by a small lamp on the ceiling. You would have preferred to find a nice, maintenance room, with a door that you can defend. However, this could make a good temporary base, if you can defend it with a makeshift barricade.

Your stomach is growling. A goblin's hunger is intense and hard to ignore. It's time to fish. You throw your hands in the water, hoping to catch fish or a rat for food. You move them very fast, up and down, splashing water everywhere. Despite your efforts, you are not able to catch anything.

Choose your actions (1 or 2):
>Take Quest 1
>Take Quest 2
>Take Quest 3
>Take Quest 4
>Take Quest 5
>Build a barricade with trash
>Steal somebody's pending Grab-food order, the Singaporean Uber-eats
>Walk to the police station, and apply for a job
>Write-in
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>>5295991
>Take Quest 1
We must bring back a brother to the right path.

>Steal somebody's pending Grab-food order, the Singaporean Uber-eats
Let deal with our hunger before it gets bad like you know eating people.
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>>5295988
>Fika swedish cafe and bistro
No fucking way. This is uncanny. I literally went there for the first time last month. Their hot chocolate is really good.

>Take Quest 1
>Steal somebody's pending Grab-food order, the Singaporean Uber-eats

I'd love for us to take Quest 3 in the future. Exorcisims tend to be buddhist-themed, rather than Christian, and most exorcists are hacks. But it'll be an interesting path to take.
https://youtu.be/uTaAJpLdDWA?t=220
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>>5295991
Quests 1 & 3
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>>5296005
Will change Quest 3 to steal Grab-food order
Yes hopefully we can do Quest 3 later
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>>5294901
>>5294552
Here's the character sheet.

>Inventory: phone, headphones, keys, wallet with $70 and ID, ~2 grams of weed, disposable lighter, pocket knife, pepper spray, loaded snubnose revolver + holster, boner
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Right now, we're at the blue/green intersection labelled 'Bugis'. One thing we might want to do is capitalize on the really good public transport system. Bus and train fare is at most $2.20 for adults, and you can ride to any point at all in a single ride. We can pretty much get to anywhere with public transport. Including places of interest like the zoo, financial districts, famous hotels, beaches, etc.

Though, since we've been in here for so long, we probably don't have a card that we can fill with money, to constantly use for train and bus rides. Might also want to make that a goal.
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>>5295997
>No fucking way. This is uncanny.
I posted it to show off my IRL telepathic abilities.

>https://youtu.be/uTaAJpLdDWA?t=220
A pure Chinese lady suddenly growling like a goblin. That was very kawaii.
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>>5296031
Truly an impressive display…
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I was blocked in the wage cage and I could not post in time. You could roll for the next 4 hours.

>>5295996
>>5295997
>>5296006
We are rolling twice for Diplomacy. The first roll is to see if Mr. Raashid will tolerate your smell. The second roll is to convert him back to Islam.

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die and third die are for you Diplomacy checks
>A bonus will be granted if several players succeed the roll

Your Diplomacy score is Weak (unspecialized skill; Charisma - 2 RS). The Difficult Ranks are Low and Average respectively. The DC are 35 and 15.
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Rolled 72, 98, 2 = 172 (3d100)

>>5296923
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>>5296923
Here's some information about Skill checks for those who want to know the rules of Mythic RPG.

For simple skills such as Diplomacy or Running that don't take a high level of training, I take the related attribute with a - 2RS (Rank Shift) penalty.
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Not gonna risk rolling, since other anon got a 2. Nice!
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>>5297040+1
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Came from the solo thread, I almost did a /qst/ using Mythic a long while back. Will participate, good luck OP.

>>5296941
Nice anon
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>Infected /tg/'s solo thread
>Post got deleted 5 minutes later
Lesson learned. Add some on-topic comment when you infect other boards.

>>5294552
Turn 3

Diplomacy Roll: Critical Success [2] >>5296941
Critical: Let's make this nice and violent


I had posted the wrong link for Draconis Infernum (Singaporean goblin metal).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfPWyZPlx9Y

Satisfied with your new home, you walk back to the north, through the tunnels, and reemerge to the surface. You made your best effort to catch food by yourself, but this is much too difficult. The humans have destroyed the jungle and covered the entire peninsula with their city. And now, food is scarce. They import food from foreign nations, but savage creatures and wild animals do not have this luxury. For the natives, theft is the only option left to obtain sustenance.

You walk around the neighborhood, waiting for an opportunity to steal something. The hunger makes you feel weak and irritated. People better not piss you off, or you might kill them and eat their blood. In Arab Street, you walk in front of Aladdin's Jewels. Yourself a trained jeweler, you appraise their items as being of substandard quality. In front of the store, you see a fat woman looking at her cellphone. Her fat calves are compressed inside flesh-colored compression stockings. This looks exactly like two fat, juicy sausages. You salivate as you imagine the taste of the tender meat grilled on a skewer.

"Hey, lady! Nice phone you'ze got!"

She screams and runs in the other direction. You are used to this time of reaction, so you shrug it off. You take a turn left, and walk into a very narrow street that's in front of the mosque. Here, you feel more comfortable. The floor is littered with trash. You chuckle, knowing the ignorant people who trashed the street could be fined any moment! >>5294810 A man with a motorcycle helmet is looking on his cellphone. He's holding a Grab Food package, and seems to be searching for the delivery address on his cellphone.

"Ayo! Dis baggy iz mine! Gif it to me, mothafucka!"

The man lifts both his hand defensively in front of him, dropping the bag on the floor. With each step you make toward him, he makes a step back, until he bumps into his motorcycle. You grab the bag swiftly, and look what's inside: a huge burger, with cheese and caramelized onions, and fries covered with melted cheese. You eat the meal while you are walking toward Mr. Raashid's house.
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>Quest 1 (F rank): Visit Mr. Raashid and convert him back to Islam [Accepted]

Your target lives in on the eighth floor of an appartment block on North Bridge Road, to the northeast. You take the elevator and knock at his door. A blind old man opens the door. He seems very old, in his seventies, and speaks slowly.

"Who is this? What is this unbearable stench?"

"Dis me, Mohammed Saiful bin Thumbsmasher. I'm a frenz. Let's talk outside if ya want, aye? Da smell wil be betta."

He grabs his walking stick and follows you to the street.

"Mastah Ulul Azmi sent me. Wat's dis about losing faith? Are you rejectin' da almight Allah?"

"Mister, I'm old and sick, and Allah has never done anything for me. Why did he give me this broken body? Yes, as I'm losing my youth, I'm losing my faith. The days of going to the mosque are long behind me."

You begin to get angry.

"Don't you'ze blame Allah fo' yo wrong-doin'. Me tell you, you'ze got sum mo' lessons to learn."

With great speed, you punch him in the stomach. He bends over, his face expressing distress.

Ya mansur amit! English: "O thou whom God hath made victorious, slay!" -Quran

You spit on the floor.

"Cum wiz me to da mosque tomorrow, or me kill you deadly."

"Please... Don't hurt me... I'm sorry. I didn't know who I was dealing with. From my seclusion, I had forgotten all about Allah's might, but now, I remember. I promise, I'll come to the mosque."

You've complete your mission, and feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. The prophet Muhammad didn't conquer Arabia with kind words. It is with a scimitar lifted toward the green moon that he defeated the heathens during the Battle of Badr.

You return to your home in the sewers, and sleep on the cold floor. On the next day, you go back to Master Ulul Azmi, and report the completion of the quest. As reward, he gives you $140 (Singapore dollars) and a badge from the Muslim Adventurer's Guild, with he pins to your thawb. The money is not much, but the quest was only F rank and not time consuming at all. Still, you can hardly contain your feelings of pride and joy.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Take Quest 2
>Take Quest 3
>Take Quest 4
>Take Quest 5
>Use your money to buy furniture for your home
>Pay another visit to Mr. Rashaad, and steal items from his home
>Search for the possessed lady who growls like a goblin >>5295997
>Visit a nice place >>5296020 [financial district / famous hotel / beach]
>Write-in

Let's not visit the zoo as we already did in my last thread >>5287597
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>>5297233
>Take Quest 2
>Use your money to buy furniture for your home
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>>5297296
>Quest 2 (E rank): Burn Fika Swedish Cafe and Bistro, an infidel shop in Arab St
>Use your money to buy furniture for your home

You can roll for the next 3 hours

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is for your Stealth check
>A bonus will be granted if several players succeed the roll

Your Stealth Rank is Average. The Difficult Rank is Low. The DC for the Divination Check is 75 [second die].
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Rolled 67, 27 = 94 (2d100)

>>5298024
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Rolled 69, 82 = 151 (2d100)

>>5298024
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Rolled 26, 56 = 82 (2d100)

>>5298024
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>>5294552
Turn 4

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-7qhiOTs8Q
Abhorer - Zygotical Sabbatory Anabapt, from Singapore

Stealth Check: Double Success [27] [56] >>5298029 >>5298033

As the southern-most post of Asian civilization is a dark, hostile jungle, Singapore is holy. For a human being, the moist, tropical weather is barely tolerable. For a goblin, however, it is empowering. Your stench, your aura of fear is twice stronger, which make you twice more dominant. There's nothing more amusing than watching other humanoids cower in fear from your mere presence. Only the wise and powerful dragons command more respect than you.

You roam the streets and spot a sexy Chinese girl wearing tight shorts. Thankfully, she lacks the modesty of Islam, and you can freely admire her long, skinny legs. She's as slender as an elf, and you estimate her BMI to be around 17. As a true esthete, you like women of all forms and sizes, but there's something about her frail slenderness that triggers you dominant goblin instincts. Your lust is strong, and you follow her from a distance. You can't get too close or she will smell you. You don't want to see her scream of fear, no. You want her to scream of pleasure when you make love to her. She takes a turn and you lose sight of her. Too bad. You clench your fist. You are here to buy furniture. You find Di Legno, a home decor store in front of the mosque. You buy an IKEA style bookshelf for $75, which is the cheapest you could find. You break it down, and bring the pieces to your home in the sewers. This will serve as a small barricade against predators. Not great, but better than nothing. You also bought a blanket, to make your sleep more comfortable.
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>Quest 2 (E rank): Burn Fika Swedish Cafe and Bistro, an infidel shop in Arab St

Islam is your strength. The theory of jihad allows you to destroy anything which opposes Islam. In Singapore, that means the vast majority of things. Kampong Glam, the neighborhood where Sultan Mosque is located, is historically Muslim. This is a base where the Chinese are weak, and the goblins are strong. The presence of Fika Swedish Cafe and Bistro in the neighborhood is an affront to your supremacy. The well-lit room, the spotless white tables, the smiling waitress, so different from you, make you feel uneasy and rejected. The dishes, with their artistic presentation, make you screech. Their signature drink, the Basilika Breeze, made from blended vegetables, with their unmanly, vegan fanciness, are a direct defiance to the raw cannibalism of Islam. The Prophet, when he was at the peak of his glory, was drinking the blood of virgin infants blended with the tears of his defeated enemies. This is the kind of drink you crave for. Muhammad! Allah! Baphomet! Hubal! The Green Moon! The river of death, Lethe, tormenter of weak souls, refreshment of the mighty, of whose Gift you carry in your flesh and mind. Useless memories gone forever, replaced with the assiduous study of the Quran, of the Prophet's majestic stamina, of never-ending jihad, always struggling against your own weakness, against the corruption of your flesh, and of the world surrounding you.

At nighttime, you stand in front of the Swedish store. Your priority is to be remain unseen. If the coppers catch you, this will be the end of your life. There's a security camera. Easy enough to avoid. You break the front window, and enter inside the store. It's dark, and there's no one around. you have to move fast. You throw a bottle of alcohol on the floor, and make it burn with your disposable lighter. The flames spread in the shape of a crescent moon. You burn the tables and the counter. In your headphones, the hateful screams of Abhorer fill you with courage. GOBLIN! Your mission is already accomplished. You sprint toward the exit, and leave as fast as possible. You are perfectly stealthy, hiding behind cars and avoiding all security cameras. None will record your face; none will even know a goblin was here.

On the next day, you return to the mosque and claim your reward. $500 in cash for the mission. This pays much more than the previous mission. Thank you, Master Ulul.

>Take Quest 3
>Take Quest 4
>Take Quest 5
>Explore the sewers more
>Walk around randomly, and bully humans
>Visit a nice place >>5296020 [financial district / famous hotel / beach]
>Write-in
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Just pointing out an area of potential interest. Golden Mile complex, which isn't too far from our base, has decently priced barbecue, as well as plentiful Thai prostitutes. Might be a nice place to take part in nightlife.

My vote is:
>Purchase an EZ-Link card at a local convenience store. This will allow us to fill it up with transport fare and unlock a vast network of public transport. While walking on foot is difficult, we can get to literally anywhere in Singapore within a couple of hours with this.

>Explore the sewers more.
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>>5298267
Of course, it has plenty of pork, and isn't Halal. But we're both a Muslim and a Goblin, and I don't think a minor thing like Haram will separate a Goblin and their vices.
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>>5298254
>Turn album
Litty af t b h f a m
>>5298256
>Purchase many types of perfume/deodorant to try to cover up our stench
>Purchase EZ Link card
>Resist the temptation of pork. Allah does not want to see us in Hutama (Arabic: حطم "That which Breaks to Pieces", "Smasher")
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>>5298256
>Explore the sewers more

>Purchase many types of perfume/deodorant to try to cover up our stench
>Vist a nice place [beach]
I think we should get to know more about where we live and and enjoy are time at the beach might get to see more Asian women who know no modest that Allah has prescribe.
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>>5298254
Holy based, you listen to Draconis AND Abhorer?
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>>5298267
>>5298286
>>5298305
All actions are accepted.

You can roll for the next 3 hours

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is to cover up your stench

We will roll on the Fate chart with Odds of "Unlikely". By default, the Chaos Level is set at 5, so we are looking at the central column on the Fate Chart >>5294554. It's unlikely because you haven't bathed since birth. The DC is 35.
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Rolled 58, 2 = 60 (2d100)

>>5299112
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Rolled 60, 3 = 63 (2d100)

>>5299112
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>>5299115
>>5299317
>The person who only rolls crits
It's only one roll per person.
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>>5299349
Oh thanks for the reminder.
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Rolled 15, 41 = 56 (2d100)

>>5294557
Rolling on the Event Chart for what's found in the sewers.
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>>5299349
If I forego a roll, >>5299115 gets chosen, right? Mweeheeheehee get self-pwned out of participation, Cux- I mean Wux
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>>5299431
>If I forego a roll, >>5299115 gets chosen, right
That is correct
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Maybe we can reverse engineer our stench and bottle it for the masses
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>>5294552
Turn 5

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iMHBcLNHN2A Impiety - Terroreign (Singapore)

Odds roll: Epic Critical Success [2] - 5 = -3 >>5299115 >>5299443

Q: What's in the sewers?
Rolls: 15, 41
A: Gratify of Advice
I'll interpret the advice as the visions we had with divination. The gratification of the visions is encountering danger.



The transport system of Singapore is complex and arachnean. Its structure cannot be comprehended by a mortal's mind; it is as if designed by the mad god who resides at the center of the universe, Allah. With an EZ-Link card, you could reach any point on the intricate spiderweb at will, as if teleported by magic. How convenient is an EZ-Link card. You could travel to Golden Mile Tower, and enjoy a nice Thai dish: grilled pork, garlic pork with rice, spicy pork spine soup, or even a simple fermented pork salad. You could enjoy the night life, the prostitutes, and hunt down your natural enemies, the Thai ladyboys. For some strange reason, you specialize in hunting trannies, even though you've never seen one in the real-world. Yet, you know everything about their habitat, lifestyle, reproductive cycle and physical vulnerabilities.

A scornful whisper rises from your mind. A familiar voice which guides your steps when you are lost. No! Pork is not haram. The demonic voice has never identified itself, but you assume it is a malaikah of Allah. I do not want to see you in Hutama. That place is reserved to Christian pigs. Your destiny is to be a martyr, and to receive seventy-two virgins in Jannah. Receiving virgins all to yourself sounds nice, but a martyr? You don't feel ready for that, and the voice scares you. Its power of destruction is too comprehensive, and you feel weak in comparison, a feeling you abhor.

You walk to the 7-Eleven store in Arab Street, and buy the card $10. You also buy skin moisterizer $49 and a 100 ml bottle of 212 Sexy Men $48. You heavily spray the perfume all over your body, and cough from the smoke reaching your nose. Suddenly, you feel incredibly more seductive. You can feel on yourself the advertised magnetic energy of mandarin and bergamot. The cashier makes a neutral face when he sees you. How strange. You're used to people expressing disgust from your presence. The power level of this perfume is uncanny. You go outside, and nobody pays attention to you. People simply walk by as if you were completely invisible.

When wearing 212 Sexy Men perfume, your Sewer Stench disappears, and your Beauty score is boosted to Below Average.
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You open a manhole and reenter the sewers. For the first time, you become aware of the nauseating smell of the environment. In the past, you never noticed anything, but now, it's barely tolerable. You walk through the tunnels toward the north, until you find a fishbone on the floor. Danger! That is not a good sign. It means that another creature has been around. A sense of panick overwhelms you. Quickly, and making as little noise as you can, you return to the safety of the surface. You take a mental note of never going north when you are underground.

You take the subway at Bugis MRT station, and travel to HarbourFront. Then, you are going to take the Sentosa Express to Sentosa Island, and visit one of the best beaches in Singapore.

A magical voice speaks from an unknown direction. "Our train doors close automatically, and for your safety, please follow our instructions. Do not rush into the train when the train doors are closed."

[I]Wait, why would anyone want to do that?[/i] You enter the colorful metal box. It drives on a monorail above the ground at rather high speed. You lift your hands to the windows, and gaze outside. Countless trees have been planted on the edges of the bridge between the mainland and the island, and you feel like you're on a ride in a theme park. In the distance, towering buildings vaguely look like temples dedicated to Shiva or Kali. The train enters a small rocky tunnel, and you arrive in Beach Station. As soon as you cross the doors, you take off your abaya and undress to your trunks. Now, the ladies can admire the full splendor of your boner through the fabric of the underwear. For good measure, you spray more perfume on yourself. You walk on a wooden rope bridge to Palawan Beach, a beach of fine sand, with tropical palm trees, and turquoise waters stretching to the horizon.
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The beauty of a dark-skinned, middle-aged woman in a pink bikini is enough to make you instantaneously cum in your pants. Bless Allah for your vigor.
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A White woman walking in the opposite direction catches your attention. Compared to a pure Asian waifu, her body is nothing special. Her belly is divided into three disgraceful fat rolls, and you remember why Allah always compares the Christians to pigs. Still, there's something inexplicably attractive about the lightness of her blonde hair and the fairness of her shiny skin. You approach her.

>Offer to apply sunscreen on her back [Seduction, medium]
>Offer to heal her back pain with your magic [Seduction, easy + Energy Medicine]
>Drag her by the hair to the jungle [Strength]
>Write-in

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Inventory

Money: $529
Items: phone, headphones, keys, wallet with ID, ~2 grams of weed, disposable lighter, pocket knife, pepper spray, loaded snubnose revolver + holster, boner, Muslim Adventurer's Guild badge, EZ-Link card, 100 ml bottle of 212 Sexy Men, Revitalizing Nourishing Cream
Home: broken bookshelf, blanket
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>>5299502
>>Offer to heal her back pain with your magic [Seduction, easy + Energy Medicine]
>Write-in - When we get in close, telepathically inform her of both Islam AND a cheap apartment in the slums. Her and Mohammed Saiful bin Thumbsmasher could split it 50/50. [Brainwashing]

We gotta get out of that sewer and take our rightful place in this world.
How long does 100ml of 212 Sexy Men last us?
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>>5299657
+1
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>>5299502
>Offer to apply sunscreen on her back [Seduction, medium]
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I had searched for babes, but the beach was deserted and those were the only two females
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>>5299657
>>5299675
This will be a more complex roll, this time.

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 4d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is to seduce the woman
>The third die is for healing
>The fourth die is for Brainwash

Your Beauty Rank is (temporarily) Below Average. The Dificulty Rank is Low. The DC for Sex Appeal is 55.
Your Energy Medicine Rank is Average. The Difficult Rank is Weak (minor pain). The DC for healing is 85.
Your Brainwash Rank is Average. The difficult Rank is Average. The DC for Brainwash is 50.

>>5299657
>How long does 100ml of 212 Sexy Men last us?
I shall study the question and give a mathematically accurate answer.
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Rolled 11, 72, 65, 83 = 231 (4d100)

>>5300201
low roller coming thru, look out
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Rolled 66, 16, 87, 52 = 221 (4d100)

>>5300201
Rolling! Sentosa is a pretty nice place. Nearby is Universal Studios, a huge aquarium, a golf course, and many other luxuries. There's a world war 2 fort to the East. Sentosa also has private estates for the incredibly rich, which we could break into.
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>>5300201
Roll 1d100
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>5300245
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Rolled 87, 6, 71, 37 = 201 (4d100)

>>5300201
>>5300245
>>5300247
Forgot to do mutiple lol
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Rolled 21, 94, 44, 31 = 190 (4d100)

>>5300201
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>How long does 100ml of 212 Sexy Men last us?
The bottle will last approximately one week.


>>5294552
Turn 5

>>5300207
Sex Appeal: Failure [55]
Brainwash: Failure [83]


Knowledge (goblin): Goblins are an all-male species. They reproduce strictly from raping human females, and infrequently, elven females. Goblin genes are extremely dominant, and the offsprings are 100% goblin. Human scientists have been unable to understand goblin biology properly.

"Yo! Lady! You look in pain. Do you want a free massage an' healin'?"

"No, I'm fine. I came here to rest."

"Come on! It's goblin-free!" You grab her hand. "I'm gonna make ya feel betta, babe."

She quickly pulls her hand away, and takes a step back. Whenever you touch a woman, they always act in this manner. Don't they know this makes you angry?

"Please don't touch me. I don't want anything from you."

"Fuckin' bitch! Me waz jus' bein' nice!

Before she can answer, you put the tip of a finger on each side of your head, on the temples, and establish a telepathic connection with her. With your brainwashing ability, you can influence the thoughts of other, to a certain degree. You concentrate on your third eye, and visualize her mind as a cavern, where your thoughts are projected and echo down the tunnels. Bitch. The word echoes several times, louder each time. Viscuous red goo begins to ooze off the ceiling and down the walls. Your thoughts are too strong for this simple-minded woman, and your request is too complex. The brainwashing is damaging her brain. You open your eyes, and cut off the connection. She grimaces, and her nose begins to bleed.
"God! I'm not feeling well... I have a bad headache."

She turns her back to you, and walks toward the tree shades. You think about following her, but there's a group of other humans nearby, so you don't want to attract unwanted attention to yourself. You stare at her round buttocks in silence.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Punish this bitch
>Go to another beach and find a sexier woman
>Buy a dress suit, and visit the casino in Resorts World Sentosa
>Visit Scentopia Singapore and find new scents for yourself
>Break into a manor at Capella Resort, a luxury hotel
>Break into a private apartment at Sentosa Cove
>Write-in
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>>5300559
>Visit Scentopia Singapore and find new scents for yourself
I think we need to make ourselves more attractive and
>Go to another beach and find a sexier woman
I think it is better we scram before we get into more trouble and with our new scent we could be less revulsive.
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Rolled 90, 70, 20, 79, 3, 39 = 301 (6d100)

>>5294557
I'm rolling three times on the Event Chart (Action and Subject) to generate the perfumes.
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>>5300642
It's time to roll the seduce a new woman. The DC is higher this time because I've found a more beautiful girl.

>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is to seduce the girl

Your Beauty Rank is (temporarily) Below Average. The Dificulty Rank is Average. The DC for Sex Appeal is 35.

You can also post more detailed actions for the interaction when rolling.
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Rolled 5, 32 = 37 (2d100)

ah darn i was too late
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WE SEXY, BOYS!!
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>>5294557
>90, 70 Failure of Extravagance
Not good for a perfume
>20, 79 Truce of Vehicle
??????????????????
>3, 39 Neglect of News
??????????????????

This oughta be fun
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Rolled 7 (1d7)

>>5301346
It's fine if you miss a turn. We are still in the same environment so you can type your actions next turn.

>>5301407
Those are not very easy to interpret.
The Mythic RPG rule recommend to use the first thing that comes to your mind when you see the words, even if it doesn't match them perfectly. If, after 30 seconds, nothing comes to mind, then the roll is cancelled.

>Failure of Extravange: this perfume is expensive but banal. It's going to hurt your wallet.

>Truce of Vehicle: this perfume cancels out the agression of vehicles/cars; this perfume cancels out the smell of Singapore's intense smog with the freshness of nature.

>Neglect of News: current news are all about demonizing Russia; if you neglect the news, you don't mind spraying some Russia on yourself.
I'm rolling for one of the perfumes on the list "7 Russia-scented perfumes"

https://www.rbth.com/lifestyle/334454-7-russia-scented-perfumes
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>>5301418
>Truce of Vehicle: this perfume cancels out the agression of vehicles/cars
Kek the first thing that came to my mind for me is vehicle/vessel. The bottle or pump of the perfume coming to a standstill or understanding with Mohammed but not being a very good perfume.
>Neglect of news
>Fighter jet perfume
Based. I woulda probably cancelled but I like yours. I just happened to get this article on my feed yesterday about the same jet, what a coinkydink (please stop stalking me)
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>>5294552
Turn 6

Here's the thread theme song. It was made by a poster on /jp/. Leave him a message if you liked.
>>>/jp/40134683

Unsurprisingly, there's a lot of fresh pussy in Scentopia Singapore. There are modest Muslim waifus, their face veiled in a protective hijab; pure Chinese waifus, who carry the refinement of their ancient civilization; and blond-haired British waifus, sex tourists who are here to find a handsome man or goblin. Unfortunately, those women are all fully clothed, so you've decided to focus on the attractions.

Scentopia has an augmented-reality guided tour which explains the history of perfumuries in Singapore. As a perfume aficionado, you find this quite exciting. The history of perfume in Singapore started with Sir Raffles, the founder of modern Singapore. Fort Canning Hill was originally a botanic garden where Sir Raffles, who was a trained alchemist, developed a magical perfume from a giant carnivorous red flower to seduce the native women. With vanilla beans extracted from orchids, he developed new desserts to keep his harem happy. Hm. He was quite the interesting man, no wonder people erected statues in his image.

The next attraction is the perfume-making workshop. You take an interactive personality test, and the test result creates your own signature scent from 6,000 different samples. How fun is that! You head to the perfume-making bar station, and the tour guide, her face hidden in a black mask, gives you a custom 100 ml bottle of Mohammed Saifu Signature Scent. At the end of the exhibit, you walk through a store, where you buy Extravagance d'Amarige Givenchy, an expensive perfume that smells nice but has no special effect; Kopi Luwak Civet Coffee Essence, a Malay perfume which cancels out the effects of smog, and Su-75 Checkmate, a strange perfume which carries the scent of a Russian fighter jet.

Effects:
>Mohammed Saifu Signature Scent, 100 ml ($125): to be determined
>Extravagance d'Amarige Givenchy, 100 ml ($179): no special effect
>Kopi Luwak Civet Coffee Essence, 3 ml ($72): cancels out the low visibility of smog
>Su-75 Checkmate, 3 ml ($20): increases your Strength score by 1 RS
For the duration of the quest, I will keep track of the real-life air quality in Singapore
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After this nice tour, you head back toward the western part of Palawan Beach, which you hadn't explored yet. The fresh ocean breeze cleanses your sense of smell. While walking, you think about your spirituality. Islam is very goblin in nature; it always attempts to expand through war and to infect other cultures. It's the only doctrine that explains the harsh, unforgiving nature of the world, with the concept of a harsh, unforgiving god. However, you view the Islamic doctrine as political and secular, and not spiritual. Most of the world is explained by Islam, but not everything. There are a few things outside of it, the things that are good and more subtle in nature, such as psionics, anime, and otaku culture in general. Taoism is the only spirituality which explains your psionic powers, and you have been a student of Luo Dong [罗冬生], Youtuber and spiritual master. On his channel, where he has posted over 3,000 videos, Master Luo Dong shows how to people with massages. More recently, he has developed a technique to directly heal people with his qi powers on the computer screen. It is from Master Luo Dong that you have learned your abilities of Energy Medicine and Fast Talk.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h9ggOsWCDJ4

Master Luo Dong approaches women, and sometimes men, at parks, beaches or on the street, and offers free massages. In New York, where he is based, Master Luo Dong is undeservingly known as a sexual predator and groping pervert. Of course, those are baseless accusations of men who feel jealous because they don't smell good enough to speak to women. When thinking about your master, you hold the palm of your hands together, and bow quickly.
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Ah, at last! You find a pure Chinese waifu, half-naked, with a push-up bikini top, posing for pictures in front of the sea. She has long, silky hair, pale skin, a small chest, and an elegant, feminine silhouette. Her friend, who is fully clothed, is taking pictures of her with her cellphone, probably for Instagram.
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You ignore her friend, because she is uglier and shorter, and speak directly to the Instagram model.

"Yo! D'you'ze wanta free massaj' an' healin'? Taoist healin', it'z free, qi massaj', very gud fo' healthz, gud breathin' fo' you, full body energy massaj' with Tai Chi energy." You speak very fast, like Master Luo Dong, so that she doesn't have time to think.

"Eh, why not? My neck is a bit tense, can you do something about it?"

"Me sure can. Pliz sit in da sand."

In the Asian style, she sits cross-legged in the sand, with her back perfectly erect. Her friend leaves, and says she'll drink a cocktail at the bar. As you forgot to bring massage oils with you, you spray some Extravagance on her, and rub it in her skin. Your master has taught you that you need a firm grip for an effective massage, and you follow his instructions. Then, you make her lie down on the sand, and you massage the rest of her body. You begin with the top of her back, then move down. When you reach the middle area, you press your lips on her skin, and blow qi into her. While massaging, you keep talking about qi, and explain that you are blowing positive energy into her spine.
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The next step is more difficult, and requires expertise. You move your hands to her ass, her yin area, and knead it like dough. You speak faster about the qi energy, and she doesn't move. You've won.

Suddenly, you can smell it. It's unmistakable: her delicious, fragrant, feminine aroma. Like the durian fruit of Singapore, each man feels a woman's scent as either having a pleasantly sweet fragrance, or as having the stench of rotten fish. The sweet smell indicates that you and her are made for one another. You run your finger on her lips, and obtain more of the aroma. You have to be careful not to scratch her with your pointy nails, or she will scream and drag unwanted attention. Your own arousal is now uncontrollable. You undress entirely, and climb over her. Your desire is to infect her with your filth, to make her as filthy as you are, to claim her as your own. Such is your divine mission given to you by god. It's a short act of passion, for evolution has made goblin rapists quick in the action, so that they can escape from vengeful predators.

"Ugh... Filthy bitch!"

Your powerful jing flows blissfully from your body into hers, revitalizing her, bringing the Taoist massage to perfect completion. In other words, she's been gobbed. She gets up, and looks at you in the eyes, not saying anything. In her back, white goo, energized and blessed by both Allah and Tiandi, is sprinkling her beautiful hair. With pride, and a bit of scorn, you admire the artfulness of your masterpiece.

Choose how to deal with her:
>Ignore her and leave
>Invite her to your party, as an equal [Diplomacy]
>Point your revolver at her, and force her to become your slave [Intimidate]
>Write-in

Choose the effect of Mohammed Saifu Signature Scent:
>Write-in
[The more powerful the effect, the more difficult the roll. If the roll fails, the perfume will have no effect.]

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Buy a dress suit, and visit the casino in Resorts World Sentosa
>Break into a manor at Capella Resort, a luxury hotel
>Break into a private estate at Sentosa Cove
>Go back to the mosque, and check for new quest
>Visit the financial districts
>Write-in

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Money: $133
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>>5301695
>Ignore her and leave

>Perfume effect: +2 RS on Intimidation checks against non-Goblins and non-Muslims

>Visit the financial districts
>Quest 4
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boompin' dis
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>>5302184
>Perfume effect: +2 RS on Intimidation checks against non-Goblins and non-Muslims

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is an Odds roll for the perfume

With a +2 Rank Shift bonus, the proposed effect for the perfume is stronger than for other perfume. I set the Odds as "Unlikely". The DC is 35.
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Rolled 11, 89 = 100 (2d100)

>>5302473
feeling like I picked not-the-best perfume power, if someone else wants to change it, feel free
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Rolled 75, 21 = 96 (2d100)

>>5302473
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Rolled 91, 54, 63, 22, 55, 79, 58 = 422 (7d100)

Roll 1: Odds roll of Unlikely to determine if the woman gives her contact info [Fate Chart >>5294554]

Rolls 2-7: Random rolls to generate more quests [Event Chart >>5294557]
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

Rolling on the Scene Resolution chart to close up the Sentosa Island chapter
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>>5302571
If I read the chart correctly these are gonna be some hardcore quests
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>>5302582
Through Goballah we can achieve anything
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>>5294552
Turn 7

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFh_MmaR2kA Dark Techno Mix 'SINFUL'

Q: Does the Mohammed Saifu Signature Scent have any effect?
Odds: Unlikely
Roll: 89 >>5302496
A: Critical No
Critical: you lose the bottle

Q: Does the woman leave you her Instagram username?
Odds: Unlikely
Roll: 91 >>5302571
A: Critical No

Q: What are the new quests?
Rolls: 54, 63
A: Kill of Power [assassinate a politician]
Rolls: 22, 55
A: Befriend of Suffering [tame a monster in the sewers]
Rolls: 79, 58
A: Intolerance of Stalemate [I'm not aware of any stalemate, so I'll ignore this one]


Sentosa Island was a nice vacation, but now, you crave the filth and pollution of the city. As departing gift, you throw the bottle of Mohammed Saifu Signature Scent at the girl's feet, so that she can sniff your scent when she craves and misses your manliness. Ah! It felt good to lose your virginity. Actually, were you a virgin? You don't know. The Gift of Lethé has erased all memories of your home world, so you don't know what your life was like before you arrived in Singapore. Perhaps you had a wife and children, although that sounds quite unlikely. Your instincts are more suited to a pump and dump lifestyle where your footsteps are guided solely by your lust and hatred.

You take the Sentosa Express back to mainland, and then the metro to Outram Park and Raffles Place. Ah! The place is named after Sir Raffles, the famous perfumer. The pollution levels are only moderate today, and despite the cloudy sky, the sun is visible and blinds your vision. As a goblin, the sun is your enemy, and you feel more comfortable at night. Located at the mouth of the Singapore River, the Central Business District (CBD) is composed of sky-reaching fortresses of concrete and iron, protecting Singapore's wealth against hordes of starved plebeians.
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Each district of Singapore feels like an entirely different world. This district incarnates perfect modernity, and everyone around here is dressed impeccably, with dress shirts and tight dresses. Someone left their bike unattended, with a large foodpanda bag, its bright, pink color calling for your attention. Foolish humans! They don't know how to protect their property. You open the bag, and look at what food is inside. You take out a warm Cheese Egg Onion Thosai, an Indian dish shaped like a pancake, something easy to eat while walking around.
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In front of the UOB bank, a hook-nosed man dressed in magician attires approaches you.

"Greetings, adventurer. My name is a Ioseph Bezalel, and I am a travelling merchant."

"Ugh... Waddap...? Me is Mohammed Saiful.

"I couldn't help but notice from your courteous demeanor that you are a goblin. I've heard that you people will do any odd job, even those that flirt with legality, as long as the pay is good. How about you meet me in my personal office this evening, at 8 PM, and we'll discuss a job I have for you... I promise, I have a nice reward for you."

"Kool story. Me wil think 'bout dis. See ya."
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What a strange man. You wonder if he's a gay and was hitting on you. On the northern side of the place is a quiet quay along the polluted, green waters of the river. You sit on a dark stone bench and eat your lunch. When you're done, you urinate in the water, so as to merge your essence with that of the city.
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You've done enough sight-seeing, and it's time to go back home. You stop by the mosque to see if Master Ulul Azmi has posted interesting quest.

Completed Quests:
>Quest 1 (F rank): Visit Mr. Raashid and convert him back to Islam
>Quest 2 (E rank): Burn Fika Swedish Cafe and Bistro, an infidel shop in Arab St

Open Quests:
>Quest 3 (D rank): Visit Ms. Haseena and exorcise her haunted house
>Quest 4 (D rank): Establish diplomatic contact with the Temple of Kali
>Quest 5 (B rank): Infiltrate the police station and steal files from their computer
>Quest 6 (B rank): Tame the otyugh that dwells in the sewers
>Quest 7 (B rank): Assassinate Denise Phua, the mayor of Central Singapore District

Silently, your master appears in your back. You didn't hear his footstep. A failure on your part that could have been deadly if you were in the wilderness.

"Assalamualaikum, Mohammad Saifu. How have you been?"

A dangerous question.

"Allah Akhbar, mastah. Me visited da Finance Distric'. A strange puffy-nose man offered me a job."

"Ah, that must have been a Jew. Ideologically, Jews are much like us, Muslims, only their magic has control over gold and silver. When the moon is full, they perform child sacrifices to the dark gods in forgotten reaches of the desert."

"Thank for teachin' me, mastah. I gotta go. Bye-bye, mastah."

You bow, and leave. You didn't want to speak to the master to much. If he probed you, he would have learned about your latest indiscretions and punish you. It's not something you're too keen on experiencing.
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>Quest 4 (D rank): Establish diplomatic contact with the Temple of Kali [Accepted]

You travel to Little India, to the northwest of Kampong Glam. This district is much different from your own. The crowd is louder, and everything is dirtier. In violation of two different sections of the Singapore Penal Code, the locals are not afraid to defecate in public. The smell of spices assaults your nostrils as you stroll past the many restaurants of the area. The architecture of the one thousand shrines is beautiful, though; each is dedicated to a different god, and carries its own, rich history, from jungles and mountains far away. You arrive in front of Sri Veeramakaliamman Temple, the temple dedicated to the goddess Kali. Master Ulul Azmi has briefed you a bit on her cult. Kali is a black-skinned goddess who brings destruction and death to all, mortals or gods. Her worshippers, the Thuggees, are professional robbers and assassins. In short, they have much in common with Islam and goblins, hence, the mosque wishes to establish deeper relations with them.

Your 212 Sexy Men perfume is starting to wear off. When in Little India, your Sewer Stench is limited to a 5 feet radius.

How do you begin your mission?
>Find goblins in the area and speak with them [Gather Information, medium]
>Enter the temple and speak with the worshippers [Gather Information, medium]
>Enter the temple and request a meeting with the high priestess [Diplomacy, difficult]
>Write-in

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Meet up with the hook-nosed man at UOB
>Invest your money on the Singapore Stock Market [I'll explain the mechanics]
>Explore Little India at random [north/east/south/west]
>Visit a few Indian temples
>Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
>Write-in
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>>5302666 (trips checkem)
>>Enter the temple and speak with the worshippers [Gather Information, medium]

>>Meet up with the hook-nosed man at UOB
>>Explore Little India but not at random. Nearby the UOB is women's clothing store, Mom's Love. Let's spritz on some Extravagance d'Amarige Givenchy, and try to find love from someone's mom.
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>>5302666
>Enter the temple and request a meeting with the high priestess [Diplomacy, difficult]
>Invest your money on the Singapore Stock Market [I'll explain the mechanics]
>Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
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>>5294552
Goblin Corner

This quest is a safe space for all men and women who live in goblin mode and have retired from civilization.

If you are feeling depressed or hateful, you can quote this post and write your feelings.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OyOGb4p3998
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>>5303219
sprained my foot the other day but desu I know the jews did this.
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Rolled 1, 1 = 2 (2d2)

>>5302722
>>5302898
>Meet up with the hook-nosed man at UOB
>Invest your money on the Singapore Stock Market [I'll explain the mechanics]

Rolling 2 d2 to pick between the following actions
>Enter the temple and speak with the worshippers [Gather Information, medium]
>Enter the temple and request a meeting with the high priestess [Diplomacy, difficult]

>Explore Little India but not at random. Nearby the UOB is women's clothing store, Mom's Love. Let's spritz on some Extravagance d'Amarige Givenchy, and try to find love from someone's mom.
>Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
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All right, let's roll.

>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is for the Gather Information Check
>The third die is for your Seduction Check

Your Gather Information is Weak. The Difficulty Rank is Average. The DC for Gather Information is 15. We are rolling on picrel, which I have modelled after the Gather Information chart of d20 Modern.

Your Beauty Minuscule the Givency perfume doesn't have any effect. The Dificulty Rank is Low. The DC for Sex Appeal is 15.
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Rolled 30, 4, 68 = 102 (3d100)

>>5303301
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Rolled 68, 30, 56, 39 = 193 (4d100)

>>5294557
Roll 1-2: Rolling for the gathered information [Event Chart >>5294557]
Roll 2-4: Rolling for Mr. Bezalel's job [Event Chart >>5294557]

>>5303234
I will pray for you after the update
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Rolled 37, 11, 60 = 108 (3d100)

>>5303301
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Rolled 75, 75, 1 = 151 (3d100)

>>5303301
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Turn 8

Gather Information: Success [4] >>5303308

>>5303434
Q: What is the gathered information?
Rolls: 68, 30
A: Carelessness of Possessions
Lost her possession; magical item

Q: What is Mr. Bezalel's job?
Rolls: 56, 39
A: Usurp of News


Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEK30NMQZKs Meza Virs - Vida Sacrificium Meum Est (Singapore)

Singapore, Lion City, port of hope for what remains of mankind. In the United States, goblins and monsters burned the entire nation. The Americans people were armed, but this was not sufficient. The monsters had the government and corporations on their side, and their riots were publicized as a fight for equity. Their slogan was "Monster Lives Matter". The word "monster" itself was perceived as pejorative, and the politically correct term was "people of monstrous features". The humans who spoke against the monsters were ostracized, and sometimes, imprisoned. The Progressives, who had supported the monsters wholeheartedly didn't see what followed coming. The fires spread uncontrollably, beyond the walls of the inner city, and the humans were all slaughtered and enslaved. Times of trouble and chaos followed, with small territories controlled by one warlord after another. And then, famine and disease. Not a fake, engineered disease, but the black plague, tangible and merciless. Without the humans, there was no more food, and the monsters had no choice but to cannibalize each other.

"I'm originally from New York, but I took refuge in Singapore. A simple permit of residence costs millions, hence only the wealthy such as myself could escape the slaughter."

You are in Mr. Belazel's office. A luxurious office on the 15th floor of UOB bank, with view on the river. His hands are held in front of him on the expensive marble desk. His eyes are darting in every direction.

Loud music is blasting in your ears. You had started playing the album Vida Sacrificium Meum while waiting in the entrance lobby. Only music can calm your nerves. Without it, you would have burned and destroyed everything. This album is quite strange. It alternates hateful, goblin shrieks, with Gothic hymns sung by two pure Chinese waifus. If you were the lead shrieker, you would certainly bang them violently everyday. The mix is highly effective, merging the essence of both gender: the hateful male energy and the elegant female energy. You take your earplugs out.

"Kool story but me was'n listenin'. Cut da poopy poo-poo crap and tell me wat's da fukkin' job."
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"Straight to the point, as expected from a goblin gentleman. Following the events in the United States, there's been a noticeable rise of antisemitism on the more vulgar spheres of the Internet. History repeats itself, and my people are blamed for all the ills of the world. My job for you is very simple. You're to terminate the most virulent bloggers, the thinkers who are leading a revolution against us. If you could do that, that would be a tremedous relief for my kin and myself. If you're up to the job, I'll give you a list. I'll pay you 10k in cash for each head, and more if you get their password and write articles under their name. How does that sound, Mr. Goblin?"

Choose your answer:
>"Me no like yo face. Go fukk yourself wiz yo silver spoon deep in yo chocolate cavern."[/blue]
>"10k? Oh my triple Allah, dis a lot, man. Gimme da list, me will take da job."
>"Gimme 20k fo' each head, or me give a new paint job to dat fancy desk with yo splatter brainz." [Intimidate]
>Write-in

The weather is warm, and the moon is full. You've bought a pack of 6 Tiger Radler Lemon, a local beer. The Alcohol content is only 2%, but with your small weight, this is enough to get you drunk. You drink until it's dark and there's no one around anymore, then pass out on a bench.

When you wake up, it's morning already. You steal a foodpanda meal for breakfast, and enter Mom's Love, a woman's clothing store. Your morning erection hasn't left, so you browse the store until you find a fertile woman with heavy mommy milkers. Confident in your Fast Talk abilities to help you out of any situation, you pull the woman's skirt down. If you can get a good sniff from her muff, you'll know if you're sexually compatible. Unfortunately, the woman is not very receptive -- nor very compatible -- and slaps you loudly you on the face. Now, you bear the dark blue mark of her palm on your left cheek. It's probably best to avoid the neighbor hood for a while.

You take a 10 minutes walk to the southwest, and arrive in front of the SGX Center, in Shelton Way. You feel the twin towers are mocking you with their intactness. They are Harut and Marut, the two towers of Babil who defied Allah in the story of Sura 2:102. What would the martyr Osama bin Laden have thought of this place if, by good fortune, he were still alive? You enter the left tower and arrive in a glass-curtained lobby. This is the the Stock Exchange of Singapore, where you can invest your hard-earned money and make it fructify. Stock trading is halal, as long as the underlying company is halal.
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Now, you take the metro back to Little India. It's only a 5 minute ride between Raffles Place and the Little India station. Certainly, the EZ-Link card was a sound purchase. This time, you enter the Temple of Kali. The other visitors are dressed in bright-colored clothes and have taken off their shoes. Some are sitting cross-legged on the floor, others are picnicking. A balding assassin is sitting on steps, mean-mugging you, his sharp blades sitting in front of him in a bucket. It's obvious from the crust of his feet that he hasn't bathed in months; you give him a respectful nod.
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An armless mendicant is shamelessly staring at an older British lady's cleavage, who's sitting on a chair next to him. On her neck, she's wearing a Tibetan necklace -- she almost got the culture right, not too bad for a stupid cunt. His lips are easily loosened by a coin you throw at him, and he tells you everything you need to know about the high priestess. Two years ago, Kandasamy Senapathi, the chief priest of the Sri Mariamman Temple had succeeded in stealing $2 million of jewelry from the Temple of Kali. The money was not much, but among the stolen case was the Kalika Arunopala, a magical ruby which holds the power of clairvoyance. The high priestess has been endlessly seething about this theft, but she hasn't taken any action to avoid the police's attention.

https://www.channelnewsasia.com/singapore/chief-priest-sri-mariamman-temple-charged-jewellery-case-354616

This is quite useful information. If you could exact revenge on behalf of the priestess, you would more than likely earn her favors.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Join the Cult of Kali [Diplomacy, easy]
>Request a meeting with the high priestess [Diplomacy, difficult]
>Kidnap the new chief priest of the Sri Mariamman Temple, and extract information from him
>Visit Kandasamy Senapathi in prison and interview him
>Work on Mr. Belazel's job
>Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
>Write-in
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Stock Market Investment

Here are the rules for investing your money on the Stock Market.

>Pick a company on the following list:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Straits_Times_Index#Constituents

>You will buy this company's stock with x100 leverage and with no fees. Meaning that if the stock gains 1%, you gain 100% of your initial investment. Conversely, if the stock loses 1%, you lose 100% of your initial investment.

>You can convert cash to stock and stock to cash when you want.

So, if you want to gamble, this gives you a chance to increase the cash you have (currently, $133).
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>>5303547
>10k
>Visit Kandasamy Senapathi in prison and interview him
>Write-in: become a chainsnatcher
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>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is a Charisma Check to see if the prisoner likes you
>The third die is a Stealth Check to avoid getting caught chainsnatching

Your Charisma is Below Average. The Difficulty Rank is Low (he doesn't have many visitors). The DC for the Charisma Check is 55
Your Stealth is Average. The Difficulty Rank is Weak (people rarely fight back). The DC for Stealth is 85
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Rolled 12, 41, 78 = 131 (3d100)

>>5304267
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Rolled 75, 61, 81 = 217 (3d100)

>>5304267
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Rolled 34, 73, 69 = 176 (3d100)

>>5304267
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Rolled 8, 31, 80, 11, 37 = 167 (5d100)

I had miscounted the turns and counter Turn 5 twice. For Turn 10, I'm rolling for a random event.

Roll 1: Event Focus >>5294555
Roll 2, 3: Event Meaning >>5294557

Also rolling for what the prisoner spits out
Roll 4, 5: Event Meaning >>5294557
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>>5294552
Turn 10

Turn Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-MHuFv9iqos "Ogre Fight Theme" by Kenichiro Suehiro (Japan)

Charisma: Success [41] >>5304295
Stealth: Success [78] >>5304295

Random Event Focus: NPC Action [8]
Random Event Meaning: Heal of Art [31, 80]
You heal an NPC

Q: What does the prisoner say? >>5304426
A: Persecute of Business [11, 37]
Persecuted for the chief priest position



The redoubtable Changi Prison Complex is located in the East Region of Singapore. In front of the prison, to the northwest, the wealthy lives in opulent manors and villas. Perhaps a good place to rob another day. You pass through the tight security, and meet up with Kandasamy Senapathi, who's sitting on the other side of a reinforced window. Here, close contact with prisoners is not permitted. He's dressed in blue shorts and a white T-shirt, the standard outfit for all prisoners. Without his make-up and priestly garb, he looks like a regular, tired, middle-aged man. At first surprised from being visited by a goblin, he now seems happy to have a visitor. The days in prison are long and boring.

"I'm innocent. I swear, I was framed. My successor, Rhitanshu Padhya, wanted the position of chief priest for himself. This was his way of getting rid of me. There's no doubt it's his fault if I'm here."

"Kool story. Wat's fo' din-din today?"

"Din-din? Oh, dinner? Fish fillet. It sucks, man. I wish I could eat some nice curry."

You smash the wooden panel with your hand.

"Fish fillet? Wat da fukk are you'ze talkin' about? Das no fukkin' food!"

You know that one day you will end up in prison, and you dread that fateful day. Hopefully, it's in many years, after you've lived a full life. Hearing how the prison food sucks exasperates you. An alarm buzzes off, announcing that you've exhausted the 30 minutes you had to talk with the man. You bow respectfully and take your leave. That was quite the fruitful conversation, even though he doesn't know where the jewels are hidden. You have a name, a target: the priest Rhitanshu Padhya.

You take the bus to Upper Changi Metro station, and then travel back to Little India. Travelling in Singapore is cheap, safe, and effective. You have topped up your EZ-Link card so that you have enough credit to travel for another week. In the metro, you have some time to think. If you search Rhitanshu Padhya's personal home, you might make interesting discoveries. You are running out of funds, but with a loan from Mr. Belazel, you could hire a lawyer and work on getting the priest out of prison. That would make a powerful ally.
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Well, you've worked well today, so now, it's time to have some fun. The mendicant in the Temple of Kali told you of an interesting practice among the Indian folks: that of chainsnatching. The game is simple: you stalk the streets, looking for frail lady who wears an expensive, golden necklace, and you snatch it. And then, you run like hell, and hide somewhere safe. Generally, it doesn't take long for the average chainsnatcher to get caught, but you are not an average thief. Your skills are polished, and you have awesome psionic powers.

Your Jeweller training also comes in handy: with one glance, you're able to tell real from fake gold. Gold is such a beautiful metal. It shines, reflects all vices, and can be traded for drugs and prostitutes. Hm. Drugs are hard to come by. You have saved 2 grams of cannabis from your mosque days, but you wish you had more. There's nothing worse than the feeling of being sober, when you are vulnerable to anxiety, depression and boredom. So, what's so bad about it that it's illegal? Oh, it lowers reflexes and causes car accidents? You can't even drive; you take the fucking metro every day.

You spot your target waiting in line at Madura's Vilas Pure Veg, a vegetarian restaurant on Buffalo Road. She's turning her back, and can you take a good look at her necklace.

Jewelry: This is the most common type of chain, plated gold on steel. You appraise it as being worth $14-15.
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You snatch it, and RUN! You take a turn right to Kerbau Road, and bump into two cops! One of them is a swarthy Dravidian; he might defend his people and arrest you! You spit on the floor. Disgusting pigs! You run into a public restroom, and hide there for 30 minutes. If the cops search for you, they will never find you. Your heart is pumping fast. If you had been any less skilled, you would have joined Kandasamy in prison. That was quite exciting. From now on, when you see someone wearing a chain, you will not hesitate; you will snatch it.
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Random Event (NPC Action): A middle-aged woman, dressed in a casual sundress, is sitting outside, in front of the Indian Heritage Center, holding her arm. She was looking at her cellphone, and bruised her arm from bumping into a corner. You lay a hand on her bruised flesh, and meditate. Following Master Luo Dong's technique, you collect universal qi from the atmosphere around, and transfer it to the meridians around her wound. Immediately, she's healed.

"Thank you so much... I'm not feeling any pain anymore... What's your name?"

"You're welcum. Me name iz Mohammed Saiful, da great heala."

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Invite the woman on a date
>Rob Rhitanshu Padhya's house
>Write a letter to Rhitanshu Padhya to blackmail him
>Report your findings to the high priestess of Kali
>Work on Mr. Belazel's job
>Find an expensive chain to snatch
>Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
>Write-in
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>>5304575
>>Write a letter to Rhitanshu Padhya to blackmail him
>Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
Maybe we'll come across another chain or two along the way
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Critic's Corner

I want this quest to be as enjoyable as possible, so feel free to post any criticism you have.

Let me know if the updates are too small, or too long. If the rules of Mythic RPG are unclear, etc.

For the record, I speak French as native language and I've been studying English intensively. I will greatly appreciate if you report recurrent grammatical mistakes.
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>>5304575
>Write a letter to Rhitanshu Padhya to blackmail him
>Work on Mr. Belazel's job
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5305023
>>5305678
>>Write a letter to Rhitanshu Padhya to blackmail him

Rollin'
1: Stalk and harass Indian women in the street
2: Work on Mr. Belazel's job
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>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is an IQ Check to see if the blackmailing works
>The third die is an Odds Roll to see if you get anything good from chainsnatchin'

Your IQ is Below Average. The Difficulty Rank is Average. The DC for the IQ Check is 35
(Third Roll) The Odds are 50/50 or unknown. The DC for chainsnatchin' is 50.
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Rolled 38, 55, 34 = 127 (3d100)

>>5305687
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Rolled 86, 3, 77 = 166 (3d100)

>>5305687
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Rolled 79, 78, 66 = 223 (3d100)

>>5305687
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>>5294552
Turn 11

Turn Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-udM57lbfbo Assault - The Fallen Reich (Singapore)

"Centuries of torment
As the hordes marched across
The wastelands of bloodshed
Slowly as they torn apart"

Clarence Chong, the vocalist of Assault, is screaming hatefully in your ears. It's difficult to identify the subject of the song The Fallen Reich -- most of the fans think the theme is World War 2, but you personal interpretation is that it refers goblin hordes. In your mosque days, you remember discussing Adolf Hitler in length with the other goblins. The rumor is that he was reincarnated in a magical world as an adorable witch girl, and Master Ulul Azmi would use that story to instill fear in the heart of goblins whose faith in Islam was weak. Only the most faithful will get to reincarnate in Heaven with their own body.

"Indulgence of the weak
As the hordes storm across
The lands of grief and blood
Shadows of the rising"

You walk the streets of Little India as a conqueror in the land of the weak, leering at all the beautiful dark Indian meat, your hard-on well camouflaged under your abaya. Two women are sitting outside in front the hairdresser. You walk behind the more rotund one, grab her hair tightly, and sniff it. When she resists, you pull her head back, and slowly lick her ear. Delicious. She tries to punch you, but you are behind her, and she has no strength. You pull her head back more, and kiss her neck. The taste is very enjoyable, a bit flowery.
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In the narrow Dunlop Street, you spot the perfect prey. Her belly button and nipples are visible through the soft fabric of her sari. You cannot resist. You walk behind her, and grab her breast in your hands. They are exquisitely soft. She screams, and tries to get away from you, but not with much strength, because she's trying to protect her wallet. That's not what you're after. You snatch the golden chain that's around her neck. If all women are gold-diggers, you're an unashamed gold-snatcher. You flee, and hide inside of an empty trash container in a dark alley.

Jeweler: This 5.5 mm, 10k gold necklace is worth approximately $550. An excellent find.
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That's enough of Little India for today. You return to your home turf, Kampong Glam, the Muslim District. Now, it's time to prepare for serious business. In the comfort of your sumptuous sewer lair, you write a letter at the light of a candle. You begin:

"Dear Mr. Padhya,"

No, that's not right. That line comes off as too indulgent and weak. You cross off the word "Dear" and draw a skull above it.

"Me know what you did. Kandasamy Senapathi is innocent. If me tell the coppers, you're gonna eat fish fillet in prison for the next 10 years. Me is no tattletale. Me just need pocket money and shinies. Meet me in in the park of the Malay Heritage Centre at midnight. Bring 10k in cash."

You don't sign the letter. Not knowing who he's dealing with will make him more nervous.

This is the park closest to your home, and a great location to meet up an enemy, with several escape paths. The golden dome and minarets of Sultan Mosque is visible above the buildings, filling you with power. The Malays had much better taste for their Heritage Center than the Indians (cf. previous turn), and the park is pleasant, with a charming mosaic path running through orange heliconias. Even a violent goblin can enjoy the soothing energy of a well-maintained park.

Rhitanshu Padhya arrives at the meeting point in time. He looks around but doesn't spot you. You stealthily walk behind him, and greet him loudly to startle him. He turns around. This is indeed the chief priest, dressed in rich, colorful garbs, with two red dots painted between his eyebrows.

"Did you bring da monies, mothafucka."

He hesitantly opens his backpack, and takes out a strap of $100 bills. You quickly snatch it out of his hand.

"It was not easy to get the money," he says. "Will you leave me alone, now?"

"Yes.

You lift your abaya and take your snubnose revolver out. You gesture for him to go away, and he readily complies. A smirk draws on your lips as you think about your newly-acquired wealth. Women won't be able to resist you, now.


Choose your action:
>Rob Rhitanshu Padhya's house
>Report your findings to the high priestess of Kali
>Work on Mr. Belazel's job
>Use your new wealth for a nice day trip
>Write-in
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>>5306053
>>Work on Mr. Belazel's job
>>Use your new wealth for a nice day trip
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>>5306051
You gotta love how banal and confusing some metal lyrics are
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>>5306081
+1
And make a large donation to our temple of course, $1000 should buy them a new TV and VR headset for the kids to play with. In fact, let's donate those items instead of cash to make sure there's no funny business.
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>>5306133
Mosque* not temple
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quest playlist
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLu4GGTy1Fy9QJ-_LNlk9j_HIOGfx5hD8t
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>>5306575
desu a solid playlist 10/10 would show to women and my own children
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>>5306133
+1
A donation of gaming stuff could be pretty funny.
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Turn 12

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ROUR98CS8I Cardiac Necropsy - Shayateen (Singapore)

Video games. Imperfect, artificial recreations of Allah's perfect world. With Dungeons & Dragons, they are said to be the number one cause of violence in our generation. They train the youth in indiscriminate violence and demon worship. In your opinion, video games are an excellent tool to train children in the spirit of jihad. You have spent $1000 on buying a flat-screen TV, a VR headset, and highly violent FPS games. When you bring the gifts to the mosque, Master Ulul Azmi is not certain if he should accept them. As a medieval theologian, he doesn't understand technology very well, and needs to consult the elders on the matter. You are eager to contribute to the community, and you hope they will accept...

A sterile wasteland of concrete has long covered and replaced the jungle of Singapore, but the ancient demons, the shayateen (شياطين), have never left. They are immortal, and when the moon is full, their loathsome voice can be heard in the crimes of madmen, perverts and murderers. The residential area of Yishun, in the North Region, has been called the "Florida of Singapore". Not for its beautiful beaches, but for its reputation for strange criminal and paranormal events. It's surrounded by a ring road called "The Devil's Ring" that encloses all the evil of Singapore. This is the destination you have chosen for your vacation. It's time to enjoy yourself and relax!

( I had made a request thread for our vacation location >>>/wsr/1220717 )

You arrive at Yishun MRT station. The ethnic background of the people here is mostly Chinese, and they are dressed casually. In appearance, there's nothing special about this place. Outside the station, the corpse of a cat lies on the sidewalk, lifeless. From a quick glance, you determine the cause of death to be strangulation. This is durian season, and the ripe fruits fall from the trees at random, so you will have to be careful when walking. You have booked a deluxe room at Orchid Golf & Resort Hotel. The receptionist at the front desk smiles when you check in -- maybe she thinks you're hot.
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You drop your stinky leather backpack on the soft bed, and walk to the balcony to admire the scenic view. You can see the lawns of the golf course, the pure waters of the lake, and the forest in the distance. What a nice place. The air conditioner is broken, and the smell is a bit moldy, but you don't mind.

You take off your clothes and walk to the swimming pool. Unfortunately, there's no woman around, no woman to admire your rippling muscles and chiseled virility. You wish the receptionist was around. Her gracious figure and jade-like skin have quite seduced you. You put your feet in the water, a habit you've picked in your sewers home. You find the water here to be of much higher quality, and this induces a state of higher relaxation in your mind. You must be careful not to fall asleep, though, for fear a hard durian fruit would fall on your head.

Choose one action:
>Complain to the receptionist that the breakfast is not halal
>Show your playlist >>5306575 to the receptionist [Seduction, difficult]
>Investigate the case of cat strangling [Gather Information, difficult]
>Investigate the case of female vampires ghosts at the rubber plantation
>Write-in
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In your room, you lay the files that Mr. Bezalel has given you on the floor. Among the many documents, three profiles have caught your attention.

Sia Ling Xin (FundamentalTruths): An independent journalist and beauty blogger who has documented three regions of South-East Asia that suffer from uncontrolled pollution caused by factories releasing toxins in the environment. Although her work is not directly anti-Semitic, important clients of UOB bank have requested Mr. Bezalel to get rid of her.
https://www.reddit.com/user/FundamentalTruths/posts

Kuromi Tanaka (Kuromibish): A gentle dominatrix who specializes, among other things, in chastity, breath play and watersport. As hobby, she likes to cook, and from her photos, you can tell she also likes to eat. She runs a feminist Tumblr blog where she writes about her desire to torture and castrate men. Apparently, she blames the good Semitic folk for the patriarchal oppression in Singapore and in the world overall.
https://www.reddit.com/user/Kuromibish/posts

Michael Chng (Zermine Sophia): This one triggers your Favored Enemy training. He is a tranny abomination whose hobby is cosplay & EGL. A narcissist who runs an uninteresting blog where he posts pictures of himself in female attires. Lately, he has gained momentum in the LGBT community for writing insipid polical articles, and his articles have increasingly taken a dangerous anti-Semitic turn.
https://www.reddit.com/user/ZermineSophia/posts

Choose a target:
>Sia Ling Xin
>Kuromi Tanaka
>Michael Chng

Choose how you get rid of them:
>Write-in

QM Note: This is a high risk mission. Depending on the method used, you might end up getting caught by the police, so be careful.
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>>5306866
>>Investigate the case of female vampires ghosts at the rubber plantation
>>5306872
>Michael Chng
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>>5306866
>>Investigate the case of female vampires ghosts at the rubber plantation
>>5306872
>Chng
>By Allah we must throw it off the top of a skyscraper
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>>5307128
>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die an Odds Roll to see if you have a ghost encounter
>The third die is an Odds Roll to see if you can lure Michael Chng to a skyscraper

For both rolls, the odds are are 50/50 or unknown. The DC is thus at 50.

Want a bonus?

You're writing an email to Michael Chng with an invitation for a cosplay meet-up. By default, you will dress up as a little pirate.

With your roll post, you can offer ideas for a better email.
If you offer something convincing (convincing, not dorky!), the Odds will be improved by one RS (Rank Shift), bringing the DC to 65.
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Rolled 39, 54, 44 = 137 (3d100)

>>5307624
Email suggestion: "Meesa reprisentitiv ov da Izlam, me want reach out to you as spirichewal leeazon. Me shoor iz very hard beeng tranny. Tell me all abowt it on top of roof of Guobo... I meen Guoco Tower, tallest building in all SinGobore."
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>>5294554
>>5307713
Improving my second roll to pass using my Goblin Slayer skills
>Guoco Tower, Singapore, as depicted in Goburin Sureiya (2022, nipponicized)
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Woops wrong pic
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>Rolled 44

Random Event

In Mythic RPG, on an Odds roll, when we roll double digits under the Chaos Level, this triggers a random event.

Currently, the Chaos Level is at the default value of 5 >>5299112.

First Die: Rolling for Event Focus >>5294555
Roll 2-3: Rolling on for Event Action and Subject >>5294557
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Rolled 14, 8, 83 = 105 (3d100)

>>5307810
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Rolled 88, 79, 54 = 221 (3d100)

>>5307810
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>>5294552
Turn 13

Turn song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuZpHS5uYE8 Empathy - Allahu Akbar (Greece)

First Odds roll: Success [44] >>5307713 >>5307740
Second Odds roll: Success [34] >>5307713 >>5307740
Random event >>5307826
14 [NPC Action]
8, 83 [Oppose of Riches]
Something happens to Mr. Bezalel



Disclaimer: This is a video game. All characters are semi-fictional and I don't encourage violence against real people.

You're sitting at your bedroom's desk, tediously typing an email on your cellphone. Your target has been chosen: it will be Michael Chng, the perfidious tranny.

"Subject: Cosplay Meet-Up
Dear ZermineSophia,
Me's a representative of the Islam, me want reach out to you as spiritual lesson. Me sure is very hard being tranny. Tell me all about it on top of roof at Block 342B, Yishun Ring Road."

You have picked the site for its strong demonic energies. It's located on the accursed Devil's Ring, and was the site of a previous murder. In 2016, Mohamad Jonit Adnan stabbed his estranged wife Sri Idayu Ghazali more than 30 times. She had applied for divorce because he had an affair with another woman. You were quite shocked when you read this story. The Prophet Muhammed had 11 wives, so how could this whore complain? Would she have complained too if she was the Prophet's wife? Assuredly, her punishment was Allah's will.

I didn't go with Guoco Tower because it's in another area.

You chuckle. Certainly, you intent to teach him a lesson. Talking to a tranny is haram, and you need to purify your mind with firm visions of the divine. The receptionist is Allah's beautiful creation, and you lie on bed, thinking about her, her silky hair, her jade-like skin, her button nose, her mischievous smile, her engorged shamam...

The tranny has answered:
"Dear Goblin1234,
I would be delighted in meeting you. But why at the top of this building?"

It's true, your email sounded a bit suspicious. Once again, you've been too impulsive. Opening your body to demons is dangerous, but you're out of ideas, and everyone is counting on you to complete this holy mission. You open your senses to the shadows around you, feeling the invisible smoke entering through your nostrils. It doesn't take long for the voice to materialize. The unindentified voice you've learned to fear begins to speak, and whispers advices in your head. Exploit... Exploit his sinful weaknesses...

"It's high in the sky, close to God. Are you afraid of heights? I thought your dream in life is become a flight attendant."
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For the special occasion, you have bought a "little pirate" outfit. With your small height, you can only wear children's clothing, which means you have a detestable, cutesy look when you wear anything other than your traditional hijab. But this is a cosplay meet-up, so you need to wear a dorky attire. This is shameful, but necessary. You arrive at the rooftop, your vision hindered by your eyepatch. You spot your prey, waiting for you against the railing. He's dressed like a princess, with a pink gown and pale flowers in his hair. In his gorilla-like paw, he carries an umbrella. You didn't realize he was so strong, and this might be a difficult fight.

"I didn't realize you were a real goblin," he says with a squeaky voice. "Thats awesome."

You point your plastic saber at him. The toy came with the costume, and you thought you would look more menacing if you wield it.

"Ahoy, faggit. Prepare to be shark bait."

You sprint toward him, drop the weapon, and uppercut him several times in his slimy stomach. You move with the speed of a panther, and he does not have a chance to react. The fat ripples, and he bends in pain. Without hesitation, you headbutt him directly in the face, throwing your elbows behind you for more momentum. Another punch in the face. When he's down, you kick him repeatedly in the head until he's unconscious. You went for a quick attack. You have no time to torture him.

"As fo' da deviant, dey wil be fuel fo' Hell." (al-Jinn, 15)

The tradition from the desert is to throw him off the roof, but the railing is an obstacle you hadn't anticipated. How are you going to lift him over it? You're only 40 lbs, and he's at least four times your weight. You scream with rage. Your voice is carried by the wind, brought to the clouds and to the hellish world below. With one move, you jump over the railing and lift his ankles with both your hands, until his knees hang past the railing. This is a herculean effort, straining all of your muscles. But you are strong. With the most difficult part accomplished, you find yourself able to lift the rest over it by pushing him above your shoulders.

Time freezes up as he's falling toward the basement. You have spontaneously reached a state of kundalini awakening, a flow of divine energy which moves along your spine and runs toward your third eye and the top of your head. The enormous body is going down like a feather.

SPLASH!!!!

His head explodes, and you admire your work. Blood and bits of brain splatter in every direction, an Islamic painting of red with the hard, grey floor as canvas. From your heroic actions, an unrighteous life has been terminated. You feel like one of Muhammad's disciples, a warrior saddled atop a strong camel, raiding the caravans of the Makkans for the riches and for the glory of Islam.

"Mine regardz to Syaitan, faggit."
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You call up Master Bezalel. "Mission complete, Mastah."

"Are you calling me with the prepaid card I gave you?"

"Yessa."

"Good. And you took the stairs, right?"

"Yessa."

"Good job. Don't come to the bank anymore. If you get caught by the police, it's better if they don't trace you back to me. I'll send your payment in cash to the mosque. Be careful. And be proud. You're now an honorary Kabbalist. The international community will hear about your exploit."

You don't remember when you started calling him "Mastah", but he seems accustomed to commanding monsters, so it felt natural. With your mind at ease from this refreshing interlude, you can now enjoy the rest of your vacation.

Random Event (NPC Action): When you call Master Bezalel in the evening, he doesn't respond. Has something happened to him?

According to urban legends, the former rubber plantation is home to pontianaks. Those are the vampiric ghosts of women who died while pregnant. The rubber trees have long disappeared. The area has been replaced with Sembawang Park, and the ghosts are said to reside in the trees. You wait for the night. You feel spooked. Normally, you feel at ease in the darkness, but the terrifying legends have affected your imagination. Danger could lurk behind any tree.

Suddenly, you hear high-pitched baby cries. The cry is soft, and sounds a bit like the whining of a wolf. It's soft enough that you're not sure if you've really heard something, or if it's your imagination.

Perception: You detect a very faint floral fragrance.

According to the legend, after a pontianak materializes, she will kill you by digging her nails into your stomach with her fingernails, and then devor your insides. That sounds rather dangerous. Your morbid curiosity has brought you here, but now faced with dangerous, fear begins to take control over your body.

How will you deal with the presence?
>Say "Hello, m'lady" and attempt to befriend whatever is there [Fast Talk, very difficult]
>Attempt to remember the ritual to kill a pontianak [Memory, medium]
>Shoot them with your snubnose revolver [unknown difficulty]
>Run like hell!

How will you deal with the police investigation?
>Chill out in the hotel
>Hide in the sewers
>Hide in Sembawang Park
>Write-in

How will you deal with Michael Chng's blog?
>Ignore it
>Take over his blog to get more cash from Master Bezalel
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Level Up

You have completed three quests, built a nest, snatched chains, harrassed women, burned a shop, and killed a human. This makes you experienced and proficient in major aspects of the goblin profession.

You have gained 10 points to increase your skills (see chart). You can also use those points to purchase new skills from the GURPS list: https://gurps.fandom.com/wiki/List_of_Skills

>Increase Divination and Energy Medicine to Above Average
>Increase Brainwashing to Above Average and Fast Talk to Average
>Increase Stealth to Above Average and Urban Survival to Average
>Train new skills: Lockpicking and Computer Hacking
>Write-in
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>>5307952
Forgot to attach the picture
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>5307954
>Run like hell!
>Hide in the sewers
>Ignore it
>>5307955
>Increase Brainwashing to Above Average and Fast Talk to Average
>Increase Stealth to Above Average and Urban Survival to Average
I will roll a 1d2 to see which one to pick as I am split on these two.
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>>5307983
>Rolled 2 (1d2)
So I am going to be locking on
>Increase Stealth to Above Average and Urban Survival to Average
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Inventory Recap

Money: $18,828
Gained: previous inventory ($133) >>5301695, blackmail money ($10k) >>5306053, Master Bezalel's quest ($10) >>5307954
Spent: EZ-link card (20$) >>5304566, deluxe hotel room ($210) >>5306864, mosque donation ($1000) >>5306864, booze ($50) (off-quest), little pirate outfit ($25) >>5307952


Shinies: gold-plated chain, 10k gold necklace

Home: broken bookshelf, blanket, candles

Wearing: little pirate outfit

Backpack: phone, headphones, keys, wallet with ID, ~2 grams of weed, disposable lighter, pocket knife, pepper spray, loaded snubnose revolver + holster, boner, Muslim Adventurer's Guild badge, EZ-Link card, Revitalizing Nourishing Cream, hijab

Perfumes
>212 Sexy Men, 100 ml: your Sewer Stench disappears, and your Beauty score is boosted to Below Average
>Extravagance d'Amarige Givenchy, 100 ml: no special effect
>Kopi Luwak Civet Coffee Essence, 3 m: cancels out the low visibility of smog
>Su-75 Checkmate, 3 ml: increases your Strength score by 1 RS
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>>5307983

>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die an Odds Roll to see if the police is on your trail

It's very rare the police catches murderers within 24 hours. The Odds are No Way and the DC is 15.
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Rolled 13, 9 = 22 (2d20)

Random Encounter (QM Roll)

Rolling for a random encounter in the sewers.

Roll 1-2: Rolling for Event Action and Subject >>5294557

If I can't interpret the event in less than 30 seconds, then there will be none.
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5308471
Time's out. Rolling.
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>>5294552
Turn 14

Turn Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5V7Blmpd2 "Cat and Mouse" by By2 (Singapore)

Q: Is the police on your trail?
A: No [51] >>5308663
I know normally we must roll low for a success, but here we were rolling for the police, to see if they were on your trail. I should have worded the question in the negative.


The familiar stench of rotten egg surrounds you. You're a wild beast, hiding in the sewers of Yishun, and the smell around here seems to be stronger than in the central area. Not that you mind, but it's strong enough for even a goblin to become aware of it. Still dressed in your little pirate outfit, you've decided to hide while the investigation for the murder of Michael Chng begins. Stealing the golf balls, raping the receptionist -- there were still many amusing activities to enjoy in the hotel, but as a natural coward, you've decided it's better to hide.

"Let's play some cat and mouse"

To kill time, you're watching sexy music videos on your cellphone. Currently playing is "Cat and Mouse" by By2. The singers Miko and Yumi have undergone goblinification, a process in which a human female turns into a goblina with the help of plastic surgery. Very beautiful.

Will the detectives catch you? You have no idea. You tried to call Master Bezalel for guidance, but he hasn't been answering. Did something happen to him? That would be a quite unfortunate coincidence. Moreover, you wanted to ask him about the Kabbalah. He said you're an honorary Kabbalist -- what does that entail to? Master Ulul Azmi has trained you in war, and Master Luo Dong has trained you in energy healing. Now, you're confronted to Judaism. Is it normal for a goblin to follow that many different spiritual paths?

Under Section 377A of the Penal Code, the LGBT folks have no human rights, so you have decent chance the investigation is dropped. Still, the victim was Chinese, so it's possible his family makes unwarranted noise. As usual, with the two-tiered justice system, it all comes down to how wealthy a person is.

Boredom assails you. You're not a nerd, and staring at a small phone screen quickly gets boring. You decide it's time to explore the environment.

Random Encounter [13, 9] >>5308476
Decrease of Evil


Click

As you are walking through the tunnels, you hear a loud clicking sound, and you are blinded by an intolerable, scorching white light. It feels good, pure, overwhelming, and to you, abbhorent. This energy is out of place in the dark, underground environment. You identify it as either divine or positive energy.

Choose a spiritual path:
>Study the Quran
>Study Luo Dong's Taoist videos
>Study Kaballah

Choose 1 action:
>Return to the safe area and camp [Urban Survival]
>Explore the tunnels further
>Stay in Yishun and explore another mystery
>Finish the Temple of Kali quest and report to the priestess
>Search for Master Bezalel [Gather Information]
>Write-In
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>>5308675
>Study the Quran
>Search for Master Bezalel [Gather Information]
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Let's roll, goblin

>Roll 3d100
>The second die is for the Gather Information Check
>The third die is a Toughness Check to resist trap damage

The Gather Information chart is here >>5303301
Your Toughness is Below Average. The Difficult Rank is Average. The DC for the Toughness Check is 35.
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Rolled 73, 73, 29 = 175 (3d100)

>>5309445
Still catching up on the story but a roll is a roll
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Rolled 75, 90, 86 = 251 (3d100)

>>5309445
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>>5309471
>Hate trannies
>Resist traps
>Like a boss
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Turn 15

Correction from the previous turn >>5308675. Here's the correct link for "Cat and Mouse" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5V7Blmpd2A

It's been reported in the news that Yishun suffers from an infestation of ratfolk, and the mayor has spent part of his sanitation budget to set traps. You've been outside in the sun for a long time, and you were able resist the energy delivered by this one trap. Still, it's dangerous, so you retreat to the safe area, near the entrance.

Lately, you haven't been diligent in your study of Islam. You browse to Quran.com on your phone, a website dedicated to the study of the sacred scriptures. You read the verses out loud, as solemnly as your limited education allows.

"O believers! Fight the disbelievers around you and let them find firmness in you. " (At-Tawbah, 123)

The enemies of Islam like to say that one needs "nuance" when reading the Quran, that the sibylline verses must be studied in context. With "nuance", they turn things upside down, bestow new meanings to ancient and holy concepts. In reality, this is an attempt at apostasy. The Prophet wrote those verses specifically to be studied, memorized and understood by any common man. Yes, as he commands, you must remain firm against their lies, you must crucify and behead the disbelievers. Thanks to the Prophet, your eye sight, which had been blurry from the trap, returns to normal.

You wish to find Master Bezalel, not only for his guidance, but also to inform him of your firmness in your beliefs. He still doesn't answer his phone. Considering he has no reason to ignore you, you conclude that he's either injured, in hiding, or has encountered legal troubles. You decide to take the metro to Raffles Place, where the bank is located, and investigate what happened to him.

The Straits Time have published a small article about Michael Chng. The article is short, and only says that he died from falling off a rooftop, and that the police is investigating the cause of death. It's been roughly 24 hours, shouldn't the autopsy have revealed that it was a murder? It's true, though, his head exploded, which is the part you had hit the most. You click the profile of the writer, a certain Michelle Ng. What's the proper reading for this name? She looks hot and has a nice smile, not the type of person you'd expect to write about gruesome deaths.

You're now in a business district. Your pirate outfit is not formal enough, so you take it off, roll it into a ball, and push it inside your backpack. You're now wearing your faithful, resplendent abaya. The receptionist at UOB Bank is of no help. She says that she cannot share information about members of personnel and tells you to call Mr. Bezalel yourself. He's not answering, stupid bitch! The few people you speak to in the lobby act like they don't know him, and you can feel the scorn in their voice.
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Righteous burning rage flows through your veins, and you quote the verse you've studied as accurately as you can:

"You'ze justa fancypants rich-ass ng, one day me gon' make yo head roll!"

Outside, in the street, you search for members of Mr. Bezalel's tribe. You've read on /b/ that his people have three major, distinctive phenotypes: the standard "goblin"; the "hawk", as singer Barbra Streisand; and the "troll", as actor Ron Perlman. Mr. Belazel is part of the "goblin" tribe, and this is the only type you are able to identify so far.

It takes you two hours until you find a member of the tribe. He's protected by two massive hobgoblins, both dressed in leather armor and carrying massive spiked weapons. Behind him, chained, are three female elves, dressed in rags. Elves are a very rare sight, and do not normally reside in Singapore. Sections 370 of the Penal Code forbids slavery, but it's tolerated for demihumans who are foreign citizens. It's probable those elves will work as very expensive callgirls, for the perverse enjoyment of millionaires. It's the first time you see this race, and you leer at their perky breasts.

"'Ello, mistah. Me is Mohammed Saiful, Me iz lookin' fo' Masta Bezalel, d'you know wat happened to him?"

The slave trader raises his chin and grimaces. "Megnarg, get this unsightly thing out of my way."

"Yessa," the hobgoblin grumbles.

Hobgoblins are part of the goblin race, but they are much more strong and formidable than a regular goblin. This one is well over six feet in height, and 200 pounds in weight. He grabs you by the collar and throw you away as if you were nothing more than a stuffed puppet. The hard floor hits you, inflicting sharp pain on all your muscles. You will bear the bruises for several days.

"Ah! I can't wait to drink a glass of Château Lafite Rothschild after I'm done with this tedious mission. I cannot understand why the higher-ups have picked me for a lowly escort quest. Certainly, those elven whores can walk around without my help."

He gives a pull to the iron chain to choke the slaves.

"Let's hurry up to the limousine, shall we?"

Pick one of these two actions:
>Offer him to run the escort quest for him [Fast-Talk, average]
>Offer him to run the escort quest for him, but steal one elf for yourself [Fast-Talk, more difficult]

Or pick two actions:
>Snatch his golden pendant and run [Running, difficult]
>Bully disbelievers in the Financial District
>Finish your Hindoostan quest
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues [Search, average]
>Write-in
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5309658
>Offer him to run the escort quest for him [Fast-Talk, average]

>>5309658
>Finish your Hindoostan quest
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues [Search, average]

I will be rolling for which one I am going to take.
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>>5309678
QM I will be locking on
>Offer him to run the escort quest for him [Fast-Talk, average]
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>>5309658
>>Snatch his golden pendant and run [Running, difficult]
This yid likely has powerful magical jewelry unlike any we've seen before... It'll at least worth a pretty penny if nothing else
>>Bully disbelievers in the Financial District
Allah has given us divine right to bully them. We're EARNING these 72 virgins the old fashioned way!
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>>5294551
Quest Inspiration

Modern Blue Goblin Quest was inspired by Google Maps Quest from 2016. That one was set in Bangkok, Thailand. I also took the idea for Mr. Bezalel from there.

https://archived.moe/qst/thread/11884
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5309681
>>5309762
Rolling for the goblin's actions
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>>5309681
>Offer him to run the escort quest for him [Fast-Talk, average]

>Roll 2d100
>The second die is for Fast-Talk

Your Fast-Talk Rank is is Low. The Difficult Rank is Average. The DC for the Fast-Talk Check is 25.
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Rolled 93, 53 = 146 (2d100)

>>5310433
Here we go!
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Rolled 80, 67 = 147 (2d100)

>>5310433
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>>5294552

Turn 16

Turn Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UPf6lEjAnMQ Partially Decayed - Desecration (Singapore), one-man band

The Yiddish gentleman's silk slippers glide on the floor smoothly, without making a noise, while his heavy jewelry, symbol of his status and pride of his clan, clinks loudly. With his two hulking body guards, he can flaunt his wealth without fear of getting robbed. You hastily get up from the ground and stand in front of him with a theatrical pose. You intent to use your Fast-Talk competence to get him to employ you. Working with slave traders could be an incredible opportunity for you; it's a field where you feel you could thrive. The key lies in speaking fast, and getting him to agree with a simple, reasonable statement at the end.

"Mistah. Me work at mosque, clean floor, cut wood, grind grain, pour wata in bucket. Me work long time fo' Mastah Bezalel. Me drive limo, whip slavez, guard prizon. Mastah Bezalel gif me lots of work, every day, he very happy 'bout mine work. Da elvez are eazy-peazy to walk, me can walk dem fo' you. Ain't it eazy-peazy, mistah?"

The slave trader's facial expression indicates he's getting annoyed.

"Megnarg, what did I say?

The hobgoblin steps in front of his him, and with two hands lifts his war club above his shoulder. Then, before you can understand the situation, he violently throws it down on your rib cage. You are savagely propelled on the floor, and rebound several times. You whimper in pain. It's certain, the muscular brute has broken your bones. His massive weapon, propelled by his gorilla-like muscles, could easily crush a door or a wall of bricks. You spit blood, wondering if he's damaged one of your vital organs. He lifts his weapon again, above the other shoulder.

"That will be all. Let's go."

"Yessa," the hobgoblin answers.

Lying powerless on the floor, you watch them leave, with the beautiful elves behind. The one with the sparkling blue hair was particularly beautiful, and probably the most expensive of the lot. A creature of such superbness of beauty is probably worth millions in Singapore dollars, even more if she hasn't been defiled. The harsh pain makes you blink and close your eyes. You would have prefered to admire her curves one last time before she's gone, but the pain is unbearable.
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You have to focus. Master Luo Dong. He's taught you how to heal yourself, and he's recently posted a video about healing fractures. Quickly, you lay a hand on the wound, holding it firmly in position, and exhale in its direction. The pain is intense, and you want to scream. With the right mindset, your exhalation carries healing qi.

"In the center of my palm, I have a medicine, a golden light 金光 that can heal the soul and internal problems. The qi energy power is cultivated from knowledge of the Tiande 天德 religion and meditation.."-- Master Luo Dong

Energy Medicine: The pain begins to ease, but it takes ten minutes for the chi to circulate and all the pain, the evil energy, to come out. You're fully healed. You mentally thank the Heavenly Emperor, who you identify with Allah, for the powers he's given you.

You take your prayer rug out of your backpack, and incline it toward the northwest, the qibla direction. You sit on your knees, bend your body and hit the floor with your forehead, in submission to the elder god.

"Allah is the Greatest. Glory be to my lord, the Most Great."


Choose your actions (max 2):
>Bully disbelievers in the Financial District
>Finish your Hindoostan quest
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues [Search, average]
>Go to the red light district of Geylang, beat up a prostitute for revenge
>Email Master Luo Dong, ask for his guidance
>Roll your actions on a random table >>5310429 [potentially dangerous]
>Write-in
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>>5310594
>Finish your Hindoostan quest
>Bully disbelievers in the Financial District
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>>5310597
+1
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>>5310594
>>Email Master Luo Dong, ask for his guidance
>>Roll your actions on a random table >>5310429 # [potentially dangerous]
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>>5310597
>>5310628
>Finish your Hindoostan quest
>Bully disbelievers in the Financial District

Let's roll

>Roll 3d100
>The second die is a Diplomacy Check to speak to the Hindoo priestess
>The third die is an Odds Roll to avoid a murder investigation

Your Diplomacy Rank is Weak (unspecialized skill; Charisma - 2 RS >>5296970). The Difficult Rank is Low. The DC is 35.

The Odds for avoiding a murder investigation are 50/50 or unknown. The DC is 50.
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Rolled 20, 19, 74 = 113 (3d100)

>>5311441
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Rolled 60, 40, 24 = 124 (3d100)

>>5311441
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>>5294552

Turn 17

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1iAje1I3aIs Demisor - Grind for Life (Singapore)

>>5311582
Diplomacy Check: Success [19]
Investigation Check: Failure [74]


A storm rises up inside your rib cage, spreading to your limbs, making all the bones of your body tremble with fury. A thundering screech comes out of your lungs, calling for death and damnation, stopping only when your throat is sore. Your thoughts are clouded, and you wander around in a state of enraged confusion. The hobgoblins were superior in strength, but they should not have defeated you so easily. Orcus the Allah, deploy your rotten wings and carry me to the boundless field of victory, where rivers of blood flow from your cursed holes, where the screaming miscreants have surrendered to your righteous retribution, where your holy legions take the unfaithful whores for themselves.

Today is another hot, humid day. Pearls of sweat are forming on your forehead, making your skin greasier. You see an an older man riding a sturdy bicycle with a nice basket in the front. A perfect victim, who probably can't fight back. When he passes you, you push him with two hands, exerting all of your strength. He helplessly falls on the grass, perhaps breaking a bone or two. You take the bicycle and ride away. When you are far enough, you adjust the saddle lower. Biking feels quite nice, and you feel that you should steal bikes more often when travelling.
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In front of the café Toast Box, two Chinese ladies are talking about their work. One of them is holding folders and documents, which you snap from her hand. This probably represents one day of work for her, and from this theft, her day will be as ruined as yours! Behind her, wage slaves are enjoying a drink. From their posture, you can tell their daily lives are full of stress, and this is probably the only moment of peace they can enjoy in their busy day. You walk toward their table, grab the cups, and throw the hot coffee on their shirt. You laugh hysterically.

"Fuckin' faggits!!!

One of them gets angry and yells at you. Before he can grab you, you run toward your bike, and flee.

After those actions, you feel better about yourself. The roles have been reversed, and you're no longer a victim. You're a bully who instills dread in the life of his enemies.
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While waiting in the main hall of the Sri Veeramakaliamman Temple, you have time to check the news on your mobile phone.

Michelle Ng of the Straits Time has published another article about the man you've killed, Michael Chng. The police has said in a statement that they have launched a murder investigation. They are checking all camera footage in the vicinity, and calling for all witnesses to contact them.

This is bad. You have avoided all cameras, as Master Bezalel had instructed you, but you don't know if you've done everything properly. Goblins are rare in Singapore, and blue goblins even rarer. Perhaps, you're the only one of your kind. If anyone has seen you, it's over. You'll be captured, tortured, quartered, and imprisoned. Where is Master Bezalel?

"Sir? Are you Mohammed Saiful from the Sultan Mosque? Hello, I'm Shreya Singh, the pujari in charge of this temple."

She extends her hand to you. For a moment, you stand still, petrified, your mouth left agape, as if you your eyes had gazed upon those of a basilisk. She's more beautiful than an apsara. Her radiant smile lingers over you, the crystalline notes of her voice resonate inside your heart. It's easy to understand why the ruthless assassins of Kali have pledged their loyalty to her.

"Me is here to tell ya 'bout da mothafucka who stole yo shinies."

You report to her everything you've discovered, the innocence of Kandasamy Senapathi, and the guilt of Rhitanshu Padhya >>5304566. She passes her fingers through her luscious hair.

"Thank you, sir. This information you've provided looks solid. Do you think you could recover the Kalika Arunopala for me?"

The Kalika Arunopala is an invaluable, magical ruby that Rhitanshu Padhya has stolen from the temple.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Steal the Kali Arunopala for the priestess [Several checks, difficult]
>Use your Divination skill to find how to dodge the investigation [Divination, average]
>Ask the priestess if you can hide in her temple [Diplomacy, easy]
>Return to the mosque, report you've completed your quest, and hide there
>Hide in the sewers
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues [Search, average]
>Write-in
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>>5311949
>Use your Divination skill to find how to dodge the investigation [Divination, average]
>Return to the mosque, report you've completed your quest, and hide there
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>>5311949
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues [Search, average]
>Return to the mosque, report you've completed your quest, and hide there
Let's see how the congregation has been liking the VR headset
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>Return to the mosque, report you've completed your quest, and hide there

>>5311976
>>5312243
Tie-Breaking Roll

>1: Use your Divination skill to find how to dodge the investigation [Divination, average]
>2: Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues [Search, average]
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Rolled 62, 51 = 113 (2d100)

Player Rolls

>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is a Divination Check

Your Divination Rank is Average. The Difficult Rank is Average. The DC is 50

QM Rolls

I'm rolling 2d100 on the Event Chart >>5294557 for Divination results, in case the check is successful
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Rolled 80, 43 = 123 (2d100)

>>5312836
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Rolled 31, 92 = 123 (2d100)

>>5312836
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Rolled 93 (1d100)

Rolling on the Fate Chart >>5294554
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>>5294552

Turn 18

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHd3oFvq0C4 Flesh Disgorged - Pulchritudinous Macabre (Singapore)

Divination Check: Critical Failure [92] >>5313257
Critical: suffer brain damage
Q: Did the congregation like the VR set?
Odds: 50/50
Roll: 93 >>5313372
A: Critical No


"Me busy wiz other things. Goodbye, baby."

You bow before the priestess, deeply inhaling to get one last sniff of her smell: citrus, lavender, bamboo, and a musky scent you cannot identify. In perfect synchronicity, she holds her palms against one another, and bows.

"May Kali, the Merciful Divine Mother, protect you in your travels."

Allah! you think. You should have thought of a better formula to bid her farewell, so as to remind her you're an official envoy of the mosque. You bow again, and recite:

"May Allah provide ya wiz fear of Him."

The priestess smiles. Her face is inscrutable. She answers:

"Om Kring Kalikaye Namah. May the Great Goddess Kali transform you to pure consciousness."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnZDZa-8SCQ mantra recited by Senjuti Das (India)

After she recited the first four words, in Sanskrit, you felt your mind vibrate with a higher frequency. Sanskrit is a very ancient language that was preserved in hymns composed in 2000 BCE, and as such, its sounds are purer and more powerful than Quranic Arabic, which in comparison is a fairly modern language. In your head, you hear the priestess repeat the mantra 108 times, until several minutes pass and the voice fades. With deep respect, this time, you bow and leave.
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Hidden in the shadows of the mosque, you're observing the imam Ulul Azmi. You hope to startle him when you will greet him, like he always does to you.

"Mohammed Saiful, how long will you stand there?"

His tone sounds unimpressed. It's not easy to surprise the master.

"Huh... 'Ello mastah, me report quest is all finish."

"Excellent work, my young disciple. Thanks to you, the links between the mosque and the Temple of Kali have been greatly strengthened. I hope they will work with us on joined missions in the future."

As quest reward, he gives you $2,500, a nice sum. When you inquire about the video games you've donated, he informs you that the elders have rejected the gift and ordered him to burn them. Indeed, all distracting amusements violate the sacred scriptures:

"And from among the people, there is he who buys the distracting amusement of things, so that he, being devoid of knowledge, may mislead (people) from the Way of Allah and make a mockery of it. - Quran 31:6

It doesn't matter if the purpose is to train in jihad, video games still involve unlawful theatrics. The elders have recommended that instead, the younglings exercise and fast harder, and train with scimitars and live firearms.

"Mastah, da eldas are wise, sorry fo' bringin' shame to da mosque.

Divination: You retire to the musalla, the prayer hall, and attempt to meditate and concentrate. However, you're unable to attain inner peace; against your will, a parasite thought of a dark storm invades your mind, and you have a vision of the goddess Kali. Her skin is perfectly black, like an abyss absorbing your energy, and she has ten arms, each carrying a terrifying weapon. The vision is too painful to see, and you open your eyes. A splitting headache assails you, making you whimper like a child.

Because of the headache, you will suffer a -1 RS penalty on all mental tasks for the next turn.

How long will you hide in the mosque?
>1 day
>1 week

Choose your actions in the mosque (max 3):
>Fast
>Study the Quran
>Train the younglings
>Make a second attempt at Divination
>Tell Master Ulul Azmi about the Kali mantra, and ask him if you're cursed
>Google information about Michelle Ng, the reporter at Straits Time
>Ask Master Ulul Azmi for guidance
>Write-in
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>>5313431
>1 week
>Study the Quran
>Ask Master Ulul Azmi for guidance
>Tell Master Ulul Azmi about the Kali mantra, and ask him if you're cursed
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>>5313509
ROLL

>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is an Odds roll to see if the police has no clue on you

The Odds are 50/50 or unknown. The DC is 50.
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Rolled 39, 61 = 100 (2d100)

>>5314012
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Rolled 4, 26 = 30 (2d100)

>>5314012
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>>5294552
Turn 19

Turn album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVPpZlQ6z_0 Hour of Penance - The Vile Conception (Singapore)

Odds Check to avoid a police investigation: Success [26] >>5314127

A week passes without incident. The Noble Quran in possession of the Sultan Mosque is an ancient tome bound in the skin of a nameless tribal leader. Before you can read, the imam has required you to wash your hands with soap, and to use a page-turner, a tool with a dull, round blade of ivory resembling a knife. This is much more inconvenient than reading on your mobile phone, however the physical contact of the pages gives you the feeling of being more connected to the Sublime One. You're researching subjects that interest you and that are relevant to your day-to-day life, such as rape.

"And all married women are forbidden unto you save those whom your right hands possess of captives, even if they have husbands " (Quran 4:24)

Thus, the Prophet has established that you cannot rape a married woman, unless she is your captive, and a menstrual cycle has passed. This means that you cannot rape a woman freely in the street, on a whim: you must first capture her and lock her up, lest you commit zina (الزنا). It is interesting that the laws of Shariah require that every man builds a torture dungeon for their sex slaves; this carries a higher degree of sadism and refinement compared to your instinctual savagery. Unfortunately, this also requires a lot of effort, but such is the will of the Lord of the Worlds, who is full of mercy.

Today, the imam is dressed in a pink T-shirt. Strangely, it seems to be his favorite color. You confess to him that you're worried about the police investigation.

"You did good, my young student. The Sahih Bukhari says that the 'The Prophet cursed effeminate men', and the Prophet said the punishment they deserve is a shower of brimstone, and thus Allah destroyed the people of Lut. However...

"Yes, mastah?

"You have done wrong. You must end your friendship with Mr. Bezalel immediately. For the Prophet said: 'O ye who believe! take not the Jews and the Christians for your friends and protectors.'"

"Me is sorry, mastah! Me didn't know!"

"It's fine. Many Muslims do not know. But if you want to be a good Muslim, you must follow the Word of Allah diligently."

"Thank you, mastah."

"Now, regarding your current predicaments. If the police investigates you, I recommend that you conquer new territories in the sewers. Carry the banner of our mosque to the deepest, darkest levels of the underworld. There are many unexplored or forgotten tunnels under the city where creatures of Shadow dwell. You are not impotent, like the average man; you are a warrior who has the capability of spreading Islam to new reaches.
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Having received your master's wisdom, you now ask him if you're cursed. He lays his thumbs on your forehead, drawing circles on the skin, rolling his eyes, and uttering incomprehensible syllables in Arabic. The master seems in a state of light trance, connected to the spirit world.

"I do not sense anything. It must have been that your soul vibrates on a frequency similar to that of the priestess, and that you telepathically obtained a vision of Kali directly from her mind. Perhaps, you are kindred souls. I don't think it's dangerous, but for security, you should practice salah five times per day."

"Thank you, mastah."

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Take another Muslim quest [see the list in post >>5295988]
>Find a better location in the sewers for your home, one that has a dungeon [Several checks, average]
>Travel to the sewers and spread Islam to the ratmen you've seen in your visions [cf. >>5295991, very difficult]
>Ask the master to give you a travel companion for your conquests
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues about his disappearance [Search, average]
>Speak to the priestess of Kali about the subject of kindred souls [Diplomacy, easy-average]
>Steal the Kali Arunopala for the priestess of Kali [Several checks, difficult]
>Write-in
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I've linked to an outdated post for the Muslim quests. Here's the correct post: >>5302665
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>>5314311
>>Find a better location in the sewers for your home, one that has a dungeon [Several checks, average]
>Travel to the sewers and spread Islam to the ratmen you've seen in your visions [cf. >>5295991, very difficult]
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>>5314311
>>Find a better location in the sewers for your home, one that has a dungeon
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues about his disappearance

Great quest btw - spent two days reading up.
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>>5314311
Cool band (vocals aren't my cup of tea though)

>Take another Muslim quest [see the list in post >>5295988
Rank B quest (police station)
>Find a better location in the sewers for your home, one that has a dungeon [Several checks, average]
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>>5314405
>Great quest btw - spent two days reading up.
Thanks

>>5314482
>Cool band (vocals aren't my cup of tea though)
Those are the famous pig squeals. Perhaps you prefer goblin shrieks or orcish growls?

Also, errata: I had posted "Asilent - The Unconsecrated (Singapore)", not "Hour of Penance (Italy)".
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>5314318
>>5314405
>>5314482
>Find a better location in the sewers for your home, one that has a dungeon
Rollin' for 2nd actions. I'm quite tipsy; I might type pure garbage. Fuckin' difficult to roll dice.
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Roll niggaz, Allah Akhbar

>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is a Diplomacy Check to speak to the ratfolk
>The third die is a Combat Check to fight the ratfolk, would the diplomacy roll fail

Your Diplomacy Rank is Weak (Unspecialized skill >>5296970) . The Difficult Rank is High. The DC is 5

Your Combat Rank is Weak. The Difficulty Rank is Average. The DC is 15

You can specify your Diplomacy/Combat actions with your roll posts for a bonus. Only realistic actions gain a bonus, not dorky actions.
Moreover, as in every turn, you can gain a bonus from the Goblin Slayer, Meme Magic, Quran Scholar and Board Infection techniques >>5294554.

P.S.: Fuck the jannies
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Rolled 36, 91, 13 = 140 (3d100)

>>5315218
Jannies can suck my toes
Post more unholy squealing


Actions: Be ready for combat but try to rely on diplomacy and brainwashing techniques, if those fail, try to bribe the ratmen with our jewelry.

Spritz SU-75 perfume on ourselves if we must fight. +1 RS to strength, I believe.

In a pinch, we can squirt some Givenchy perfume in their eyes and run away.

I'm assuming ratmen are x2-5 our size and strength and there are multiple of them. Maybe if we get along, they have a harem of women Mohammed Saiful can defile.

Here goes nothing, rollan!
>Underground Gob posting
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>Critfailed the diplomacy but critted on the combat
Suck it, ratfolk
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>I'm assuming ratmen are x2-5 our size
I've actually drawn the ratfolk in the fake Space Furry quest. They are the same height as a goblin.
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Rolled 72, 73, 23 = 168 (3d100)

>>5304426
For Turn 20, I'm rolling for a random event.

Roll 1: Event Focus >>5294555
Roll 2, 3: Event Meaning >>5294557
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Turn 20

>>5315259
Goblin Slayer: the image gives you a -10 bonus to the rolls
Diplomacy: Failure [91 -10 = 81]
Combat: Success [13 - 10 = 3]

Event: >>5315477
72: PC Positive
73, 23: Propose of Balance
Will use at a later turn


Perspective: Chao Ling Li, the goblin bride

The sun is setting in the distance, slightly distorted by the pollution, illuminating the lifeless skyscrapers of the city. You are sitting alone on the balcony of your apartment, and have drunk three quarters of a bottle of wine. You haven't spoken to your friends in the last two weeks. Everyone has sent you messages on Facebook and Instagram, asking you what's going on, but you haven't responded to anyone. You sip the red liquid, enjoying the carefree sensation aroused by drunkenness.

There's only one thing you can think about. The charismatic, fast-talking goblin who gave you a massage on the beach and had passionate sex with you. He left without a word. You were still quivering from the multiple orgasms he gave you, and couldn't react. You wish you had at least told him your name. No man will ever be as good as him. No man will ever have the confidence of fucking you on the beach just after meeting you, or the ability to heal wounds with the strength of his mind. Such ruthless and powerful man is capable of accomplishing anything, of taking a kingdom for himself and of ruling it without mercy.

Maybe one day, you will date a lesser man to break the insufferable loneliness. Maybe, but you hope not. Everyone in their life will meet one person who is extraordinary, and our life can be resumed at the choice we make at that moment. Everything else is only a fleeting dream with no importance. Even your dream of being a famous model has no reality; it's only a futile pastime to fill the emptiness inside your heart. For now, in the present, you will relive the memories over and over and think about the goblin who you call your dearest knight.
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Perspective: Mohammed Saiful, ruthless warrior of Islam

With the spirit of conquest and honor well anchored in your heart, you enter into the manhole of North Bridge Road. This time, you boldly walk toward the north, toward the ratfolk settlement. From what you have seen in your visions, there's an entire ecosystem here, creatures thriving in parallel of our society, rejects, pariahs, criminals, and nyctalopic predators who lurk in every corner. The air is moldy, difficult to breathe for even you who is used to the most extreme level of filth. Your leather sandals are wet from the moisture and unknown juices in which you walk, and stick to your skin.

You silently pray to Orcus the Allah, the blasphemous, necromantic form of God who collects the soul of the dead in the underworld, past the Shadow and the forgetful waters of Lethe. You pray, and ask for his permission to enter his realm. Bless me, Dark One; sanctify my profaned soul in the blood of the miscreants, O, merciful Lord; bring my jihad to eternal fulfillment.

You hear a faint rattling. A centipede, one meter in length, walks past you. It doesn't attack. Your senses are alert. You are in a narrow tunnel of metal. A patch of fur on the floor indicates you have entered ratfolk territory. Your hand grasps the handle of your pocket knife, the only melee weapon in your possession.

Suddenly, you trip on a metal wire. You hear a small bell ringing lightly. A trap! The perfidious rats have prepared defenses against intruders. You hear one creature whistling, and another answering to it, from another direction. The old you would have fled like a coward, but today, you're a conqueror ready to either claim a kingdom for himself, or perish in battle.

A group of six ratmen soldiers arrive, running. They are wearing mismatched leather armors; as weapon, they carry harpoons, and as shields, frying pans. It's your first time seeing a non-human, furry creature. They all look alike, and you're unable to tell their gender. Their leader, a ratfolk who wears a reinforced armor and a golden chain around his neck, points his weapon toward you.

"Squeak. Who are you, blue-skin man?"

"Me is Mohammed Saiful bin Thumbsmasher, of Sultan Mosque. Me is here to keel you and convert you to da Izlam."

He chuckles. "How are you going to kill me? There's only one of you, and you only have a tiny weapon."

"The size of my knife don't matta, da only thing that matter..."
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Before finishing your sentence, you vigorously throw your knife in the rat's face. A surprise attack, to give you an advantage against their numbers. By chance, the tip of the blade enters into his eye, and a fountain of blood springs out of it.

"...is da fear of Allah you carry inside you."

His scrawny body falls on the floor. You pull your weapon out, and wipe off the blood on your abaya, so that the blade can kill again. The white cloth is now tainted in red. You will never wash it, to let your future enemies know about your prowess.

"Satan! The chief is dead! He's killed the chief!"

You jump in the air, holding your weapon firmly, and with one powerful swing, slash the throats of two other ratmen. Today, you feel exalted, protected by Allah, and this has made you invincible. The remaining enemies are holding their weapon defensively, and seem hesitant.

"Surrender, an' convert to da Izlam or die."

The creatures glance at each other, and then let their weapons fall on the floor.

"We surrender," one of them says, with a distinctive female voice.

A female! Unmistakingly, this is one is beautiful female! For an instant, you think of defiling her, but then, you remember the ayats you've read. A Muslim man cannot defile a woman until she's been held captive in his dungeon.

"Get nakid. Me want to see da goods."

The ratfolk comply. The strongest one of them, the one who spoke, is named Vesse, and the other two are Mipet and Whiska. After carefully examining their body with the light of your cellphone, you determine that the three of them are indeed female. Their private parts have a strong sewer smell, much different from the musky scent of humans. In short, they smell exactly like you, which is a positive point.

You order them to leave their clothes on the floor. The humiliating experience of being naked in front of a strange man will teach them their new status as slaves of the mosque. In the future, they will live many more humiliations, as the purpose of a slave is to make their master feel powerful.

"Me is lookin' for a room wiz a dungeon."

"A dungeon?" Vesse asks.

You get annoyed by her question. She doesn't seem very bright. "A room wiz a fuckin' strong door!

"Squeak. I know of a location that might satisfy you, sir."

She leads you and the other females through a labyrinth of tunnels. One turn left, one turn right. Soon, you lose sense of direction, and do not remember the path you came from. You don't say anything, to not let your slaves know about this weakness.

After several minutes of walking, you arrive in an area that looks like an abandoned subterranean station, with rusted large vents and an electrical panel. Empty boxes and plastic bottles are lying on the ground, showing that humans have been present in the last decades.
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A black steel door leads to a small maintenance room. A dungeon. Inside, wooden boxes, a small chair and two empty glass bottles have been stored. There's also a small desk covered with notes, and a map of the area on the wall. This could be useful to find your way around. You push the naked slaves inside, and seal the door tightly with iron chains that the imam gave you for your mission. Finally, you sit on the floor, cross-legged, feeling a sense of accomplishment, and meditate.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Defile the women; Allah will forgive such slight transgression
>Kill and sacrifice the slaves to Allah
>Bring the blanket and broken bookshelf from your previous lair
>Take the map and explore the surrounding area
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues about his disappearance
>Take Quest B [infiltrate the police station]
>Write-in
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>>5315663
>Search Mr. Bezalel's residence for clues about his disappearance
>>Take Quest B [infiltrate the police station
The sewers and ratwhores will be there for exploration later
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Rolled 67, 9 = 76 (2d100)

Player Rolls >>5316077

>Roll 4d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is a Search Check for Mr. Bezalel's home
>The third die is a Gather Information Check to speak with Mr. Bezalel's neighbors
>The fourth die is a Fast-Talk Check to scout the police station

Your Search Rank is Weak (unspecialized skill; IQ - 2 RS >>5296970). The Difficulty Rank is Average. The DC is 15.

The Gather Information chart is here >>5303301

Your Fast-Talk Rank is Low. The Difficulty Rank is Average. The DC is 25.

QM Rolls

I'm rolling for a random encounter in the sewers (Event Action and Subject) >>5294557.
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Rolled 94, 16, 29, 45 = 184 (4d100)

>>5316453
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I won't be able to update today. That will leave more time for the difficult rolls.
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Rolled 39, 7, 41, 65 = 152 (4d100)

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Rolled 29, 4, 25, 60 = 118 (4d100)

>>5316453
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>>5294552

Turn 21

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dI5JCk3taI4 The Wandering Ascentic - Crimson (Singapore)

>>5317088
Search Check: Success [4]
Gather Information Check: General Information [25]
Fast-Talk Check: Failure [60]

Random Event (from Turn 20)
A: Propose of Balance >>5315655
NPC propose (spiritual) balance

Random Encounter >>5316453
Rolls: 67, 9
A: Open of Evil
Open an evil/undead room


The abandoned station is a dead-end, with nothing of interest around. You explore to the north, following the flow of a fetid river. You arrive in a different section of the underworld, a natural grotto connected to the sewers by a small opening. You walk through the coarse passageway, wary of danger. On the wall, someone has carved with a knife the crude drawing of a rooster. According to Chinese legends, the rooster wards against evil spirits. You are a material being, not quite an evil spirit, but still, staring at it makes you feel uneasy, and you hear a faint "kukuku" sound in your mind. At the end of the path, there are metallic doors that are bolted shut.

You enter, and find yourself in an empty stone room with four sarcophagi. The largest one, at the center of the room, is covered with a heavy slab, with an inscription in Chinese characters that you can't read. Your senses are assaulted by an intense feeling of oppression, as if an intangible, evil presence was watching you from the darkness. At the back of your mind, your hear a demonic voice giggle. You feel compulsed to escape the room as fast as possible, and hastily secure the bolt shut behind you. You walk back to the station, pondering what it is that you encountered.

Next to your lair, the stairs lead to the surface, and you come out of a hatch inside a small mausoleum. You're in the Old Malay Cemetery, just three blocks north of the mosque. The cemetery is unkempt, and tall grass is covering the ground and the nameless tombs. On the Internet, there's no mention of a construction project for a metro station in this area. It must have been a secret project, now hidden and forgotten under the cemetary.
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Random Event (PC Positive):To the north runs the green waters of Rochor River, and on the other side, the clashing pastel colors of a low-cost apartment complex offer a depressing view. While you are strolling along the canal, an older Chinese man approaches. He sports a long, white beard and wears strange, traditional clothing. The traits of his face look peaceful.

"You have the tianyan (天眼). I can sense it. You're gifted, young man.

"What da fukk do you want, old geezer?"

"You're hostile, but I know a kind-hearted, loving man is hidden under that layer of aggression."

He articulates strongly each syllable. The slow, solemn pace of his speech makes you feel calmer.

"Me is OK, me guess."

"I hope that one day, you will find inner balance."

With those words, he turns around, his hands behind his back, and leaves toward the bridge. What a mysterious man.
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Mr. Belezel lives in a luxury apartment at Belle Vue Residences, in the lush and serene District 10, to the southwest of Sultan Mosque. Here lives a small, affluent community of businessmen and Jews, near the Chesed-El Synagogue. Upon showing your UOB bank business card, the guard at the entrance lets you pass. When you describe Mr. Belezel to him, he says that he hasn't seen him in a week or two, but he doesn't know more about his whereabouts. You walk on a paved path through tropical vegetation, and admire the airy architecture of the structure. Assuredly, it is an entire world apart from Rochor River, and it exults modernity and over-abundant wealth. You climb the stairs to the third floor, and kick your friend's door open. Not the stealthy entrance you would hope for, but you have yet to learn how to pick a door open.

Now, you have to act fast before security comes. The living room is impeccably clean, to the point that the floor is shining. You've rarely seen such cleanness. You open the fridge. Inside, there are eggs, a bottle of milk, orange juice, yogurt, and at the bottom, vegetable and beer. Some of the vegetables have turned a bit brown, showing that they are not fresh. Considering how clean the room is, you take it as a hint Mr. Belezel hasn't indeed been home in at least a week. You take the pack of Tiger lager out, and open one can. Let's not waste such lovely drink.

In his private office, you sit in the leather chair and search the drawers for a clue. Bills, bank statements, useless accounting papers, nothing of much interest. In a black folder titled "harlots", you find the printed pictures of lingerie models and naked elves. You browse through it. Not bad. He has decent tastes in women. In another drawer, you find a more interesting letter. It's from the IRAS, the Inland Revenue Authority of Singapore. They inform him that he's under investigation for income tax fraud, and they request him to provide accounting records and source documents. Now, you understand what happened to him. It's unlikely a powerful person is under investigation. He's probably been targeted by someone more powerful than him. The letter must have scared him off, and now, he's in hiding.
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Quest accepted:
>Quest 5 (B rank): Infiltrate the police station and steal files from their computer

Your mission is to steal computer files about "Project Spellbind". The quest paper does not explain what the project is about, and the quest giver only requests that you copy the files from the police intranet onto a USB key. They don't know if the files are easily accessible or not.

You walk to the Orchard Neighbourhood Police Centre, a small, four story building, ten minutes to the north of Belle Vue Residences. You don't have a clear plan on how to infiltrate the precinct. For the moment, you're here to get a feel of the location.

The front desk officer, a young woman with short hair and black-framed glasses, asks you what you're here for. After smelling you, she makes a disgusted face, and says unless you're here to report an urgent crime, you're required to take a shower and clean yourself before you can speak to an officer. You weren't prepared for that. You whisper the word "Bitch!" under your breath, and leave.

Choose your action (max 1):
>Apply for a job as a janitor, steal files when no one's around [average]
>Report a fake crime and use Brainwash on the detective [average]
>Shower, perfume, attempt to seduce the front desk officer [very difficult]
>Write-in
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>5318230
>Apply for a job as a janitor, steal files when no one's around [average]
>Shower, perfume, attempt to seduce the front desk officer [very difficult]

QM I will roll on which action I will take odd for the first even for the second.
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>>5318259
>Apply for a job as a janitor, steal files when no one's around [average]

I will lock on to this one
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>>5318230
>>Report a fake crime and use Brainwash on the detective [average]
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5318261
>>5318745
Rollin for tie break
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>Roll 4d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is a Diplomacy Check to obtain the job
>The third die is a Stealth Check to access the computer
>The four die is a Computer Operation Check to find the files

The Acting Ranks are, respectively, Weak (CHA - 2), Above Average (trained), and Weak (IQ - 2). The Difficult Rank for all checks is Average. The DCs are 15, 65, and 15.

You can describe your actions more with your roll posts for a bonus. As in every turn, you can gain a bonus from the Goblin Slayer, Meme Magic, Quran Scholar and Board Infection techniques >>5294554.
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Rolled 88, 68, 93, 19 = 268 (4d100)

>>5319143
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Rolled 58, 96, 94, 76 = 324 (4d100)

>>5319143
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>>5294552

Turn 22

Turn Album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcRUqhv11zc Infernal Execrator - Obsolete Ordinance (Singapore)

Diplomacy Check: Critical Failure [96] >>5319143
That's bad... Other actions/rolls cancelled


When outside, you spray some 212 Sexy Men on yourself to cover the sewer stench, and you take a walk around the block. How can a woman order you to take a shower? Should you have stood up to this whore? In the heat of the moment, you couldn't think clearly, and you submitted to the authority of the uniform. A weak, submissive reflex that you probably have learned from your previous life. On Eber Road, on the other side of the police station, you bump into the janitor taking out the trash. Fuckin' jannies. I hate them.

A clever idea crosses your mind. While he is throwing bags in the garbage container, you creep behind him and stab his thigh with one heavy blow of your knife. You run away before he can see you. A smirk draws on your bestial face. With the current janitor now injured, the cops will need a temp worker to replace him. After 10 minutes have passed, the time you estimate it takes for a shower, you come back to the front desk.

The officer is talking to an older lady with a round face and a square-cut mane, in the style of Conan the Barbarian. You come to her desk and inform her that you're clean.

"Can you follow me?" the older woman says. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Superintendant Chin Lin Chee."

You adopt your most polite tone. "Nice to meet ya, m'lady."

She leads through stairs and corridors, and you arrive to a section that is protected by iron bars. A fat officer tells you:

"Put all your belongings, cell phone, watch, weapons, here."

You drop your backpack in a blue-colored, plastic basket, feeling nervous. Why does this job interview feel like entering a prison? She leads you to a room with black, padded walls, a steel chair with a foldable table, and a camera attached to the ceiling.
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"坐吧。Take a seat."

You sit on the chair and she folds down the small table on your lap. You're now trapped, and can't move, a bit like a baby on a high chair. She sits on a desk on the opposite side of the room. Next to her, an officer is typing on a keyboard and staring at a screen. She watches you for one minute, her harsh face not showing any expression. This makes you feel highly uncomfortable.

"What's your name?"

"Mohammed Saiful bin Thumbsmasher."

"Have you consumed drugs lately?"

"No, no. Me has not."

"Have you committed any crime?"

"No, no. Me ain't done nuthin' wrong, me swear!"

Why is she asking that? They seem to have high standards for their jannies. If they search your bag, they'll find 2 grams of cannabis, and a bloodied knife. That's not good.

"Are you a Muslim?"

"Yes, me is Moozlem, m'lady."

You notice that the other officer is typing your answers on a keyboard.

"Are you a member of Jemaah Islamiyah?

"Wha's dat?"

"Please answer the question," she says coldly.

"No, me is not."

She explains that Jemaah Islamiyah is an Islamist group that seeks to establish an Islamic State in all of Southeast Asia. They are state opponents of Singapore, and their members can be arrested without a trial under the Internal Security Act. When she was informed that a goblin had entered a station, she decided to interrogate you spontaneously and without charges. From analyzing your body language, she has concluded that you're not immediate threat.

"Why are you here?"

"Me is here to work as wagie-jannie."

The other officer says: "Ma'am, I think he's just retarded."

"We don't want you to work here. You're a parasite, a leech, a criminal. All goblins are. You have abused the system, fooled the public, but I know very well what you are. We're dealing with your kind on a daily basis: drug dealers, thieves, rapists. I'm going to watch you every day, and I'm going to arrest you at the first mistake you make.

Surprisingly, it looks like she has nothing on you. If she did, she would have arrested you. Stupid cops! She gets up and frees you from the chair.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Infiltrate another police station [applying as a jannie/using Brainwash]
>Offer to collaborate with the police and infiltrate Jemaah Islamiyah
>Spit on that bitch's face and tell her you're going to rape her
>Explore the evil room in the sewers
>Invite your rat whores to the party
>Explore more of the ratfolk territory
>Take a stroll in Orchard Neighborhood
>Write-in
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>>5319537
>>Infiltrate another police station [applying as a jannie/using Brainwash]

>>Invite your rat whores to the party
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5319537
>>Spit on that bitch's face and tell her you're going to rape her
Followed up by a wild goose chase in the sewers before they can arrest Thumbsmasher
>Rolling for sewer exploration, 1 for evil room, 2 for ratfolk territory
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5319559
>>5319818
Rollin' for tie break
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Player Rolls

>Roll 3d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is a Fast-Talk Check to report a fake crime
>The third die is a Brainwash Check to obtain the files

Your Fast-Talk Rank is is Low. The Difficult Rank is Weak. The DC for the Fast-Talk Check is 85.

Your Brainwash Rank is is Average The Difficult Rank is Average. The DC for the Brainwash Check is 50.

QM Rolls

I'm rolling for a random encounter for the police station (Event Action and Subject) >>5294557.
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Rolled 28, 32, 100 = 160 (3d100)

>>5320394
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>>5320490
>100
That's an epic critical fail
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>>5294552

Turn 23

Turn Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFU7YHXpVSQ Singapore Police Force - Always Here For You

In Singapore, it's illegal to appear naked in public, so, you've allowed your slaves to wear their leather armor. This is undeniably not an ideal situation: as an alpha male, you enjoy the sight of naked women around you, and it stimulates your blood flow. Nonetheless, you must comply with the law if you want to avoid jail.

"Squeak. We've never seen the city!" Vesse exclaims.

"Don't be too excited. We only be goin' to da police station. It's no fun place."

"Oh, I'm sure it will be lovely."

"It's not. Earlier, da coppers put me on a baby chair for hours. Me is no fuckin' baby."

You spray some 212 Sexy Men perfume on the girls, Vesse, Mipet and Whiska. Unfortunately, this male perfume will completely will cover their natural erotic scent, but it's another necessary precaution.

"Y'all betta not backstab me, or you be ded. And if me catch y'all starin' at anotha man's crotch, you be ded too."

"Hmpf."

"Get used to it. Me is your kingz."

The benefit of having three trained soldiers in your party far outweighs the risk of getting betrayed. From what you've gathered, the rat girls are worshippers of Satan, and their concept of loyalty is flimsy. Since you've defeated their chief, they will follow you, as long as you regularly assert your strength. Satan is quite an interesting deity: he only exists to oppose God, but at the same time, embodies all of God's worst traits. He's very rarely worshipped amongst humans, except in the most secretive witch covens. The ratfolk must have encountered a witch or a warlock after the day of the mist.
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It only takes 10 minutes to reach the Rochor Neighborhood Police Station. The location is familiar because the Temple of Kali is one block away. The rats keep asking you questions about everything they see. At first, you answer, but quickly, you grow irritated and tell them to stay quiet.

Your case is handled by Officer Joshua Jesudason, a strange-looking aborigine. He keeps smiling at you, but the dark circles around his eyes make him look like an evil sorcerer, perhaps a snake-charmer who trains cobras to kill unsuspecting tourists.

"Hello, sir. Are you aware of the latest scam?"

He hands you a small pamphlet with a dark blue cover.
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"Do you see the image on the left? That's a man. Do you see the image on the right? That's a woman."

"Dat can't be!"

"Exactly. It's a common scam on Snapchat. If you are interested, we will be holding a scam talk seminar on 7th July at 8.00 PM."

You clench your teeth. Hearing about a tranny scam makes you angry. Vesse feels your anger and instinctively puts her hand on yours. The Sri Lankan officer keeps babbling about other scams, but you've stopped listening to him. Although your eyes are opened, you have retreated to your head space, where you are gathering psionic energies to invade his brain and brainwash him. If the mental attack succeeds, this idiot is going to give you all the information you need about Project Spellbind.

Strange... It's not going as expected. You feel resistance. No, more than resistance. You feel a counterforce subduing you and breaking your thought patterns. Despite his idiotic looks, the police officer seems to have extraordinary mental defenses. In a matter of seconds, the world around you spins, and you lose consciousness.

When you wake up, you are sitting on on the pavement in the street. The ratwomen have carried you outside so that you could breathe fresh air. You try to speak but feel intensely confused and blatter incoherent sentences.

>Roll 1d100. This is a Memory Check of Above Average Difficulty to see if you suffer from permanent brain damage (best of 3). DC of 20.

Choose your actions (max 2):
>Attempt to brainwash Joshua Jesudason again [Brainwash, Above Average]
>Visit the Temple of Kali and ask the priestess about Joshua Jesudason
>Visit the Temple of Kali and ask the priestess about the subject of kindred souls
>Download Snapchat and try to catch a scammer
>Teach your rats about the art of chainsnatching
>Make your rats beg for money in the street
>Write-in
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>5320749
>Teach your rats about the art of chainsnatching
>Join an Islamic metal band
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>>5294552

Turn 24

The voluptuousness of your women in skin tight leather armors, taking care of you, stimulates the flow of your jing and activates your nervous functions. Memories of your adventures circulate through the neural and synaptic network of your brain and flow to your inner vision: theft, arson, murder... Those are your beautiful and cherished memories, and slowly, they help you remember who and where you are. Muhammad Saiful: barbarian, thief, assassin, pirate, scholar, and great seducer of women. The powers of this cop are too dangerous, and you don't think you can vanquish him.

"Come wiz me, gurls."

You take a turn left around the building, and show them a fat woman who's holding food in a plastic bag.

"This food looks good, Saiful," one of the rat girls say.

"Yes, it does, but there's somethin' betta. Look closely, wat's dat around her neck?"

"Ah!" She shivers. "This is a cross, the hideous symbol of Christ!"

You nod. "And it's worth lots of monies."

Quickly, you snap the chain from the woman's necklace, and run, telling the rat girls to follow you. You sprint until you reach a narrow side street, with wild grass growing out of the black rot on the walls. Such filth is typical of an Indian neighborhood. You explain that this exercise is called "chain snatching" and can be practiced with relative security in Little India, because the cops don't care too much.

"In the sewers, we never run. We fight to the death for what we want."

"Da hyumanz don't like to fight. You'ze got to adapt."

You order them to split up and snach as many chains as they can. After an hour, you meet up with them at the Temple of Kali. Overall, you have collectively stolen a total of 15 chains, with Vesse, who's the most athletic, being the top performer. In total, they are worth roughly $230. Not bad! As a reward, you give her the Revitalizing Nourishing Cream. You've never had much use for it, but it's something a girl might like.
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You browse to soft.com.sg, a popular music website for finding musicians. You search for an Islamic band, but unfortunately, it's too difficult to find. No one lists their religious affiliation, and Mandopop is by far the most popular style of music. Since you have no formal training in music, the only role you could take in a band is that of a vocalist. In fact, in the most extreme styles of metal, the vocalists train hard to emulate the natural voice of a goblin.

You find one band that could suit you. It's a grindcore band that works on original songs and is looking for a bassist. Grindcore is one of the most violent styles of metal; further, they are Satanist, which is close to Islam. If you and your crew beat up the vocalist, you could take his position and write Islamic lyrics for the band. Alternatively, there's a Malay man who can play every instrument and is struggling to find band mates. As a Malay, he should be a Muslim. On his Youtube channel, he likes playing a cover of the Mortal Kombat Theme Song. The song lists the names of all the characters in the game: Raiden, Scorpion, Sub-Zero, etc. Thus, with a bit of persuasion, it would be easy to modify the lyrics to praise the 99 names of Allah.

Choose your action:
>Join the grindcore band
>Team up with the solo instrumentalist
>Infiltrate a Mandopop band and rape the females
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>>5294552
>>5294901
Here's Vesse's character sheet. Mipet and Whiska have the same stats, except lower IQ, lower Harpoon and Swimming skills, and no Bone Carving skill.
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>>5322219
>Write-in conversation: Suggest Vesse craft jewelry from bone
>>5322215
>Join the Grindcore band
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It's getting too late, I will update tomorrow.

Roll

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is to determine if the band members will give in

The Odds are 50/50 or unknown. The DC is 50.
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Rolled 54, 38 = 92 (2d100)

>>5323508
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+1 to this roll >>5323518
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>>5294552

Turn 25

The band's name is Brutal Necrophagy. They are a bunch of rebellious, hateful kids with above-average talent for music. The meeting place is the house of the guitarist, in Chinatown. It's your first time in this district, and you're struck by how beautiful the environment is. The houses are well kept, with colorful facades, harmonious, round windows, and spotless pavement. It feels like you're visiting an entirely different nation, or even dimension. Everything that is touched by the precious Chinese race becomes blessed.

You enter the guitarist's house, which is where the jamming sessions are being held. You've bought a Cort Action Junior Bass Guitar as prop for the meeting.

"Nice to meet you lah," the guitarist says.

"Me is goblin. Who is da vocalist?"

The vocalist, a skinny Chinese kid, raises his hand. You lift your bass guitar above your head, and smash it on his head. For a moment, he stands still, as if frozen, then he falls on the floor. His comrades don't react. Your rats jump on him like hungry scavengers and kick his body.

"Me is da new vocalist. Doez anyone have problem wiz dis?"

The man on the floor is whimpering in pain. He sounds strange, a bit like an automaton. You gesture for the girls to take him away. They drag him by the feet and throw him outside the door.

"Let da music begin."

The musicians seems shocked by the scene they've witnessed, but the drummer hits the cymbals four time, and the others begins playing. The chords start atunal, then subtly evolve into an evil riff played on a Babylonian scale. You feel transported to a brutal and mythical land, more ancient than the Arabia of Muhammad, one that still communicated with the evil spirits of the desert and revered cannibalism as a form of tribal vigor. The prophet has been buried in Medina for 1300 years, his vile flesh has long been decomposed, yet lives in the heart of all the most savage men, and under his Baphomet form, is revered by crusaders and bankers. He's a true, splendid zombie emperor, who inspires every action of your daily life.
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You begin shouting the lyrics you've prepared, in the theme of brutal necrophagy, and revised by Vesse into proper English.

"Fuckin' bitch, get on all four
Christian bitch lies on the floor
72 virgins, the prize of war
Worn out snatch I'm fightin' for
Blue worm, through your back door

Izlam -- for Singapore
Izlam -- for Singapore
Izlam -- for Singa-"


You force a deep voice that goes higher and with more energy, as if questioning and hold the note for several seconds.

"-poooooore?!!!!""
You finish the chorus with a brief "Muzlam", overpronouncing each consonant, and the instruments stop at the same time. After one second, the tempo picks up a higher speed. Any lyrics would not suit the speed, so you scream "Ahhhhh!!!" insanely, letting your rage dictate your tone. Suddenly, the tempo resumes to its previous speed.

"Shariah Law raised from the dead
Rotten womb properly bred."


You now scream as fast as possible, trying to catch up with the demented instrumentals. It doesn't matter if you can catch up, as long as your pace remains perfectly steady.

"ALLAH!!! SUPREME-RAPIST-OF-EVERYTHING-DEAD. SUBLIME-BRINGER-OF-ABYSMAL-DREAD. ALLAH!!! HE'S DESTROYIN'-EVERYTHIN'. EEWWWW-AHHHHH!!!! WOH!!!! ALLAH!"

Your last "Allah" is perfectly timed with the last chord, as if you all had practiced together for a long time.

Your rats applaud and whistle. This would have sounded better and more powerful if someone had played the bass, but still, the violence of your voice and of your lyrics gain the approval of the group. The former vocalist is quickly forgotten. While you were practicing, Vesse has crafted jewelry in the form of a skull, with two holes drilled on each side for a golden chain to go through. As material, she used the bone of a human finger.

"Where did you'ze get dis bone?"

"I cut it off from the former vocalist's left hand. He will forever remember that he's lost his humiliating defeat."

After practice, you drink beers with your new friends. They have been attracted to metal music due to feelings of anger, follow no ethics, and thus respect the manner in which you have introduced yourself. On an artistic level, you're actually a talented vocalist, and your lyrics are good, and this is all that matters.

Choose your action (max 2):
>Record a music video for your song
>Invite the band members to your party [difficult]
>Sacrifice the band members to Allah
>Sacrifice the rat women to Allah
>Visit the Chinatown area
>Write-In
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>>5324842
>Record a music video for your song
>Visit the Chinatown area
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Player Roll

>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is an Odds Roll to avoid the murder investigation (long term)

The Odds for avoiding a murder investigation are 50/50 or unknown. The DC is 50.

QM Roll

I'm rolling for two random encounters (Event Action and Subject) >>5294557.
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Rolled 36, 60, 61, 85 = 242 (4d100)

>>5325340
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Rolled 55, 79 = 134 (2d100)

>>5325340
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>>5294552

Turn 26 and Epilogue

Q: Can you avoid the murder investigation?
Odds: 50/50 or Unknown
Roll: 79 >>5325349
A: No
Rolling for random encounters >>5325343

Imitate of Misfortune [36, 60]
Bumping into cops, but they don't catch you

Oppress of Technology [61, 85]
Surveillance technology


Islam for Singapore. Following your outstanding performance, you've decided to record a video for your song. Since you are still lacking a bassist, Vesse will play a simple bass line with only one string.

You've hired a pure Chinese model, June L. to play the role of the depraved antagonist. With her dyed blonde hair, and dressed as a nun, she looks very much like an authentic Christian. For the first part of the song, she's lying on the floor, at the center of a pentagram drawn in the fresh blood of a goat, while you are singing above her, with one foot above her stomach. This represents the dominance of Islam over the Western world.

Then, after the chorus, when the song pauses, you've planned to insert an interrupt scene which will show her decapitation. Later, in the movie, she will be risen as a zombie. For this scene, she's shown kneeling, with her hands tied up behind her back. You hold a machete above her head, and recite passages of the Quran. At the end, you scream "Allah Akhbar!", as hatefully as possible. Then, the machete strikes down on her neck. The head spins in a rapid backward motion, then falls in front of the corpse, while blood is squirting out of the open wound. The band members get hysterical.

"He's beheaded her for real!"

"Keep shooting! Get this on camera! We'll be famous!"

You grab the head by the hair and throw it flying on the wall.

"Dis is the powa of Izlam!"
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*Ding*

While recording, you receive a notification from the Singapore Police Force on Facebook.

"The Police is looking for Mohammed Saiful bin Thumbsmasher as suspect for the murder of Michael Chng. If anyone has seen this man, please contact our services immediately."
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You tell the band members to keep filming the rest without you, and you leave with the rat women. Half of your face is wrapped in a towel, in the Islamist style, so as to hide your traits. You're in Nankin Street, a commercial street with an intricate glass ceiling and many restaurants. A couple is walking past you, holding green ice creams, looking happy. This is such a nice, heart-warming sight. A small, autonomous, robotic vehicle is patrolling the street, with a surveillance camera mounted on top of it. It's an official representant of a dystopian state which has control over every waking moment of their citizens. It can detect smoking in prohibited areas, congregations of more than five people, and other illegal behaviors. If this thing recognizes you, SWAT teams will arrive within minutes, and this will be the end of you. You believe it's best to act friendly toward it.

"'Ello, Xavier, m'lord. Nice to meet ya."

The robot drives past you, but doesn't seem to recognize you, and ignores you. In the current days, technology has reached a level which is quite indistinguishable from magic. A creature like Xavier could very well be an iron golem created by a high level necromancer after years of research. If artificial intelligence keeps developing at the same pace, it will only take a few decades before it is smarter than mankind.
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To think that the Shadow brought you to a dying world... Only a Butlerian Jihad against all machines could save them. The great Qadar (قدر) that Allah wrote down on a stone tablet is often ironic; it would be indeed ironic if you, who is treated like a lowly criminal, was in fact the hero-samawho will save everyone from the thinking robots. After all, in manga, when someone is brought to another world, it is often to save this other world from a great disaster.

Vesse pulls on your arm and whispers to you:

"Dear. I think it's best if we head back to the sewers. It was fun to visit the outside world, but it's gotten too dangerous."

You nod. With the police on your trail, you won't be able to survive for long. One day, after you're raised an army, you might return. But for the time being, you can't stay in the city much longer. You're glad the last area you visited was Chinatown. Now, you will explore the strange underground world, the dark tunnels, and submit the barbarous tribes to Islam. Goodbye, humans. Ma'a salama (مع السلامة).

The end.
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Well that is a ending and Wux what other quest do you plan.
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Your bait is weak. You should learn from better trolls like TrannyQM
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>>5306575
>https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLu4GGTy1Fy9QJ-_LNlk9j_HIOGfx5hD8t
I have updated the quest playlist.

>>5325593
>Wux what other quest do you plan
I've bought a drawing tablet so it will be an oekaki drawquest. I'm going to think about it and post in the afternoon.
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>>5325575
>We become goblin Varg Vikernes minus the prison time and plus rat pussy
Good ending achieved
Thanks for running
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I'm preparing the next quest. The MC will be a magical girl who hunts demons.
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>>5328173
Seems interesting question is this going to be a oneshot or is it going to be a longer planned thing.
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>>5328190
One shot
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New quest >>5330441



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