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Nigga quest is back!

Previous threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4704458/
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4794035/

In the last thread, Cassius met up with Ma’kayla, the nigga god of guns. However, he rejected his ass and stayed loyal to the arson god. Cassius then woke up, and began talking with the catgirl tranny.
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>>4902476
“Can I help you with anything? Smashing the patriarchy, maybe?, Real Woman asked.
“Fuck yeah, nigguh! ...but why tha fuck you actin like a cat n shit?”

“Because I’m a catgirl, baka! Nyaaa”

At this moment, Big George pulls you aside. “Sheeit nigga, I can’t brealeive how crazy this bitch is”, he whispers. “Even tweaker bitches aint this crazy”

> “Nah she cool, we finna turn her into a nigga in a while”
> “That’s a good thing, nigga! It’s always the crazy white bitches who be bombing the government n shit”
> “We gon use her for voodoo n shit”
> “You right nigga, we gotta dump her ass. Kill her too cuz she know too much”
> Write in
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>>4902478
>"Nah, ya see B, the only thing the popo pay attention to moreso than us niggas is crazy white folks. This hair ball spitting mess can help us if we need to get outta dodge."
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>>4902478
>>"Nah, ya see B, the only thing the popo pay attention to moreso than us niggas is crazy white folks. This hair ball spitting mess can help us if we need to get outta dodge
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>>4902481
+1
New party member get?
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>>4902478
> “We gon use her for voodoo n shit”
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> “You right nigga, we gotta dump her ass. Kill her too cuz she know too much”
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>>4902478
>Kill yourself nigga
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>>4902920
Oh no... Nigga QM did it... You monster!
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>>4902478
>>"Nah, ya see B, the only thing the popo pay attention to moreso than us niggas is crazy white folks. This hair ball spitting mess can help us if we need to get outta dodge
Hope you're alive, QM.
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>>4905249
Im alive, I just took July 4 off.
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>>4905354
Whew.
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"Nah, ya see B, the only thing the popo pay attention to moreso than us niggas is crazy white folks. This hair ball spitting mess can help us if we need to get outta dodge."

“Hmm, guess you're right”, Big George ponders. “We better do sumfin soon nigga though, or this freak gon be sittin with us for a long time”

Big George is right. Hopefully you can get some use out of the tranny and get rid of her.

“What are you boys talking about?”, it enquires.

“George told me we gotta keep the popo off our ass”, you lie. “Time to get out of this broke ass motel”

You gotta find a new crib. Where?

> Malcolm X Boulevard: where real niggas be chilling
> The rez: red niggas live here
> Bumfuckville: white niggas live here
> The airport: fuck this crib shit, we jackin a plane to wakanda RIGHT NOW (HIGH RISK)
> Write in
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>>4905805
>The rez: red niggas live here
We gots to conversate with well-red niggas cuz we don't know da fuk's goin on
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>>4905805
>The rez: red niggas live here
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>>4905805
>Bumfuckville
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>>4905805
>> Malcolm X Boulevard: where real niggas be chilling
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>>4905884
+1 for well-red niggas, kek
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>>4905884
seconded for a dumb pun
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Could well-red niggas be descendants of Yakub the scientist, inventor of fentanyl?
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You gotta figure out what the fuck’s goin on. You need to talk to some literate, articulate niggas. Well-red niggas. That’s it!

“Alright everyone, we are headed to the rez”, you announce to the party. “Hopefully they can explain what the fuck is going on” George accepts your plan right away, and Real agrees after a few moments.

You take your shit, get back into the jacked ride and drive until you find a rez, which you enter. Holy fuck, this shithole is worse than the hood!

An Indian greets you as soon as your party exits the vehicle.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” he asks.

> “We in some deep shit we tryna figure out. I heard you niggas is well read so maybe you can help”
> “We gon get revenge on whitey, wanna link up?”
> “Racist ass cops are on our ass and we tryna lay low”
> "I'm tryna master voodoo n shit"
> Write in
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>>4907149
>Look, man, we're in some serious shit. Ya know? We need some well read niggas to help a boy out. A nigga helping out another nigga, ya know?
lean in to whisper
>the one with cat ears kinda smells. sorry 'bout it, dog.
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>>4907149
> “We in some deep shit we tryna figure out. I heard you niggas is well read so maybe you can help”
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>>4907149
>>Look, man, we're in some serious shit. Ya know? We need some well read niggas to help a boy out. A nigga helping out another nigga, ya know?
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No update tonight, sorry about that
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"Look, man, we're in some serious shit. Ya know? We need some well read niggas to help a boy out. A nigga helping out another nigga, ya know?", you tell the Indian. Leaning in closer, you whisper "Just a heads up, the one with cat ears kinda smells. sorry 'bout it, dog"

He gives you a confused look for a second. "I'll be back in a minute", he replies, leaving for one of the homes.

He returns with a much older Indian. "This is shaman Big Bear", he informs you.

Big Bear examines you for a few moments, and seems surprisingly pleased. "I see...", he proclaims. "The youngster has not wasted my time again, after all. I can help you, but my time is not free. What can YOU offer for ME?"

> Offer a possession (your inventory: stolen phone, baggy of crack, shotgun, can of gas)
> Offer to sell "Real Woman" to them
> "I'll pay you back later"
> "Niggas don't charge niggas, homie"
> Write in

NOTE: "cheaper" options may require a roll for persuasion. (Rolls are best of 1. Nat 1 overrides anything but nat 100)
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>>4910619
>"Well, I gots magick I can shows ya."
>Manifest a small fireball and put it out
>"but if you want something of the material world and all that dog..."
>Dangle the bag of crack.
>"I got this baggy of crack for your troubles."
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>4910619
>Offer a possession
>Your pick from a can of gas and a baggy of crack
Not sure what kinda high these niggas wantin so he choosin
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>>4910619
>Offer to smoke a crack of peace
It's a shaman after all
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>>4910637
>>4910624
>>4910637
These votes aren’t quite the same so I’ll tiebreak in a few hours if it’s still a tie
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>>4910624

+1
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What's up niggas? love this quest.
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>>4910624
>>4910637
>>4911008
>>4911615
Looks like Cassius will show off fireball magic and offer the bag of crack.

DC is 50, your roll modifier is +10 thanks to La'kane's blessing. Best of 3 rolls will be used
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Rolled 2 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>4911740
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Rolled 45 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>4911740
>>4911987
This be roll above for success, yes? 'Cause this cracka infiltrator be tryin' to get our black ass arrested, shieeeet.
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Rolled 12 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>4911740
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"Well, I gots magick I can shows ya." , you offer, showing off a small fireball as proof.
"What the fuck?", the kid flips out. The shaman's reaction is much more mild. "Not bad, but you better not burn our homes down"
"Nigga it ain't a problem if lil cass here burns yo bum ass cribs down", Big George interjects in a manner he thinks is helpful. "Then crackas might build some section 8 fo yo ass".
"Talk shit about the rez one more time and I'll scalp your ass!", the younger Indian yells out, trembling with fury.
"What the fuck you say lil nigga, you wanna go? I'm a beat yo ass up with this gas can", Big George threatens.

Big Bear exhales a tired sigh as the meetign rapidly goes down hill.

"Shut the fuck up!", you yell out, just before the verbal exchange can escalate to a physical one. "Sorry bout my dumbass nigga Big Geoge talkin shit", you apologize. That defuses the situation. "Anyway, I can show you that fire shit. But if you want something of the material world and all that dog...", you pause as you pull out the goods, "I got this baggy of crack for your troubles."

The youngster nods approvingly, and Big Bear voices his approval soon after. "Alright, strangers, you may stay on our lands, and recieve our aid. But you must give us the crack now, and teach us your magic later. Deal?"

> Accept (and do what afterwards?)
> Decline (and leave the rez)
> Write in
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>>4914693
> Accept (and do what afterwards?)
And party
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>>4914693
> Decline (and leave the rez)
Fuck these hoes, we came here to be taught, not teach. Big Beer can learn how to ignite blunts in his free time and we should hit Detroit instead.
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>>4914693
>Accept (and do what afterwards?)
We gonna recruit some bitches to the cause with our dick
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>>4915308
Support.
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>>4915054
support
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>>4914826
>>4915054
>>4915308
>>4916258
>>4916262
"It's a deal", you tell the shaman, as you hand over the crack. Too bad you never got to smoke that shit, but it'll be OK if they have some malt liquor or some pussy. Time to party and fuck some hoes!

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You lie passed out on a dirt floor.
What do you dream of?
> Wakanda
> Killing whitey
> Life in America before whitey came
> Write in

Also roll 2d100. First roll is for getting an STD:
70+: None
45-70: Herpes
25-45: Chlamydia
2-24: Hepatitis
1: HIV

Second roll is for recruiting a new member for the party with your dick:
100: Female shaman
80-99: Random native american woman
79-1: None

Best of 3 will be used for both results. Neither roll has a modifier
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Rolled 70, 53 = 123 (2d100)

>>4917953
>Write in
THE INFINITE MIGHT OF THE FLAMES THERE WILL ONLY BE ASH AND SOOT THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT
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Rolled 46, 34 = 80 (2d100)

>>4917953
>THE INFINITE MIGHT OF THE FLAMES THERE WILL ONLY BE ASH AND SOOT THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT
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Rolled 17, 23 = 40 (2d100)

>>4917953
>Wakanda
Nat 100's incoming. Wakanda Forever!!!
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Rolled 99, 63 = 162 (2d100)

>>4917953
> Killing whitey
begonestdsbegonestdsbegonestds
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>>4917953
> Life in America before whitey came
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>>4917957
>>4917966
Just to clarify, is
> >THE INFINITE MIGHT OF THE FLAMES THERE WILL ONLY BE ASH AND SOOT THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT
a write in for the dream?
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>>4919107

yeye
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>>4919107
ye
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>>4917957
>>4917966
>>4918007
>>4918025
>>4918137

"FUCK WHITEY. BURN WHITEY TO THE GROUND"
You are the champion of La'kane. You wield the power of fire to advance the interests of niggas. The charred remains of cracka empires lay in the ground. Soon, only Wakanda is left. Without burning, however, life is boring.

"FUCK NIGGAS TOO. ALL MUST BURN"
You find the solution to your problems by burning all of Wakanda to a crisp. Many try to stop you, but you are too powerfu. Soon, the entire earth is reduced to a rock coated with ash and soot, with great rivers and lakes of magma running across its surface.

THE EARTH IS BROWN. THE EARTH IS A NIGGA!
Your consciousness fuses with that of the newborn nigga planet.

You are planet nigga, formerly planet earth.
> Rape venus
> Steal a moon
> Set another planet on fire
> Do an orbit-by moon shooting
> Write in
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>>4920818
>Steal a moon
FOR EVERY SOUL WE BURN AND FOR EVERY ROCK WE CONSUME WE RISE UP THE FOLDS OF LA'KANE'S DIVINITY
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>>4920818
>> Steal a moon
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>>4920818
> Rape venus
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>>4920818
>Steal a moon
>then fuck it with fire
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>>4920818
> Steal a moon
> Draw dicks on pluto
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>>4920821
>>4920827
>>4920895
>>4920955
>>4920957
Roll 1d100 (best of 3) for stealing Mars’
moons.
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>4923183
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Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>4923183
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>4923183
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You take a glance around the cosmos. Shit's black. Clearly this is a sign that niggas like you are destined to rule it.

Damn, that bitch Venus be hot! You're gonna have to tap that later, one way or another. Right now though, you're getting annoyed by that faggoty little red planet behind you. How come he got two moons when you only have one? You decide to fix this problem the only way you know how.

You fly by the little motherfucker. "Reparations, bitch" you yell as you snag of his little potato moons for yourself. "Sheeeit"

Now you have a faggoty chicken nugget looking moon in addition to the cool round one. At least you put the sissy planet in his place. Now that you think of it, the big planets outside the asteroid belt have a lot of big and cool moons if you're up to the challenge. They're a lot bigger than you, though.

> Rape Venus
> Rape Mars
> Try to cross the Asteroid belt and enter big planet territory
> Write in
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>>4923542
>Try to cross the Asteroid belt and enter big planet territory
If we're going to fuck anything, it ain't going to be Venus. We going bigger. WE GONNA TO GO FOR SATURN
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>>4923542
>Try to cross the Asteroid belt and enter big planet territory
Fuck going to Saturn tho them rings look loose af. We going straight for Ur Anus
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>>4923542
> Try to cross the Asteroid belt and enter big planet territory

snatch Saturn's bling and then go to Uranus
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>>4923542
> Rape Mars
Just like thread 1. It's not gay if the balls don't touch..!
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>>4923542
>> Try to cross the Asteroid belt and enter big planet territory
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>>4923544
>>4923547
>>4923567
>>4924249
>>4924597
Roll 1d100 to cross the asteroid belt without any incidents
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>4924887
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>4924887
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Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>4924887
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>4924887
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As you ponder on your victory over Mars, you come to an epiphany. The inner area of the solar system, where you are right now, sucks ass. It's like the hood, but with a bitch and two faggots instead of niggas. Shit's gonna get boring real quick. All the cool shit is gonna happen in the outer area. You're not sure what you're gonna do there yet, but it's gonna be some real gangsta shit for sure.

Leaving the lil planets behind, you enter the asteroid belt. You manage to get midway through when you are approached by an angry group of asteroids. "Get the fuck out our hood, nigga!", they yell.

> "How about YOU bitch niggas get out of MY way?" (FIGHT. How?)
> "Wanna team up and rob some cracka planets?"
> Write in
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>>4926465
> "Wanna team up and rob some cracka planets?
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>>4926465
> "How about YOU bitch niggas get out of MY way?"
Swing our fucking moons at them.
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>>4926465
>> "How about YOU bitch niggas get out of MY way?"
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>>4926759
>>4926565
>>4926542
Majority vote is:
> "How about YOU bitch niggas get out of MY way?"
Roll 1d100 for how the fight goes
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>4927519
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>4927519
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>4927519
rollan dyce
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how do I tie a noose?
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"How about YOU bitch niggas get out of MY way?", you holler at the asteroids as you get ready to swing your big moon at them. This only serves to agitate the asteroids.

"Who you callin' a bitch nigga, nigga?"
"I'm a fuck you up!"
"Ayo put this on galaxy star"

Your big moon swings around as they move in on you. You take out several asteroids with the first swing, then several more with the next. In the end, all the asteroids have either fled or been smashed into your moon.

As you finally prepare to exit the asteroid belt, you hear a loud, angry voice from far away. It's the sun.

"Eart.. I mean Planet Nigga, how the fuck did you leave your orbit?"

> Sun be right, physics don't work like that. (Wake up)
> Gravity be racist, always keeping a nigga down. Miss me with that shit (Continue to the outer planets)
(If you choose this option, specify what action you take there. e.g. snatching Saturn's bling)
> "Fuck you call me, bitch?" (Fight the sun)
> Write in
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>>4929063
>"Don't worry, just going to get a pack of cigarettes, I'll be riiiiiiight back."
>Don't question it. Follow through the plan, get the saturn bling.
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>>4929090
Supportin'.

although I actually would like to wake up soon and go back to regular nig noggin
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>>4929063
> Sun be right, physics don't work like that. (Wake up)
Self-awarness is a valid reason to wake up, so this is a nice opportunity for a smooth transition back into the waking world.

Pretty cool alt-arc, but I habe to agree that it's getting kinda meh since it has no connection to the main plot. We can alwaus continue the solar system rapearashuns during the next nap.
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>>4929858
>>4929063

Support, we gotta level up n sheeit in the real world
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>"Don't worry, just going to get a pack of cigarettes, I'll be riiiiiiight back."
>>4929090
>>4929415 (but would like to wake up soon)

> Wake up
>>4929858
>>4929900

Based on the commentary provided by >>4929415, I am breaking this tie in favor of the "wake up" option.
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Shit, the sun be right. How the fuck DID to the asteroid belt? This shit has to be a dream.

You wake up with a jolt. La'Kane's power feels stronger within you now. Did he see your dream and approve of it? Did others disapprove?

Soon, you are greeted by Big George, who is accompanied by Real Woman and Shaman Big Bear. "Ayo Cass, Big Bear wants to talk with you", he informs you.

"George has told me that you want to kill the white people and take their land back", the shaman says. You're caught off guard, but then you realize that he approves of the idea. He gives you a list of suggestions:

The historic rivals of Big Bear's tribe, the Collectacheck nation, have grown wealthy off of their casinos. You could convince them to unite in the fight against whitey. Or, you could just steal their shit and use it yourself.

The Russell Country private airport has a number of airplanes, ranging from cropdusters to long-range planes. You could probably steal one.

You could also train your magical abilities. It's not good to stay idle for long, however.

> Travel to the Collectacheck nation
> Go to the private airport
> Train your voodoo a bit for now
> Write in
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>>4930353
> Train your voodoo a bit for now
Once we train to summon our actual super weapon (flaming watermelon) or any other cool tricks (like flaming armor or something), then we will go to the Collectacheck nation.
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>>4930353
>Train your voodoo a bit for now
Ye we get our fire shit going then we blast those coleta niggas
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>>4930353
>"FUCK NIGGAS TOO. ALL MUST BURN"
>You are Planet Nigga
I actually cried laughing

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> Travel to the Collectacheck nation
let's see if these other red niggas is cool before we decide to team up or steal from them.
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>>4930926

+1
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>>4930358
>>4930407
>>4930946
>>4930926
Will tiebreak in a few hours with dice if no additional votes are cast
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>>4931449
Unfortunately I won't be able to put out an update today. Sorry about that. Meanwhile feel free to cast a vote
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>>4931634
I vote for Joe Biden. Just like tens of millions of my fellow Americans proudly and dutifully chose to do, in record numbers.
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>>4930358
+1
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>>4930353
> Travel to the Collectacheck nation
Raid: Shadow Niggas

We should consider taking a plane and spraying the whitey with HRT virus so they all turn into faggots and after a few generations they will automatically remove themselves from the genepool.
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Tiebreak in 1 hour
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4933091
1=train voodoo
2=visit collectacheck nation
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Checking in on the collectacheck nation seems like a good idea. But there's something else you want to do first.

"Could you help me train my abilties?", you ask the shaman.

"Follow me", he tells you. He has you come alone, without your companions and without your shotgun. You walk to a secluded place, relatively far from anyone else. If this was happening in the hood, you would have noped the fuck out by now. But for some reason, you have a hunch that the old man doesn't intend to beat, rob, rape and murder you (or in any of the other orders for that matter. How many different orders are there? If only a nigga could do math...)

"Well, this should be a good spot for you to practice", Big Bear tells you. "Let me see what you can do"

Roll 1d100 for training (+20: fire voodoo bonus)
BO3 as always. Nat 1 overrides anything but Nat 100.
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Rolled 66 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>4933228
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Rolled 53 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>4933228
Do the coolest shit that we can think of. Like making armor out of flames around us or whatever comes to mind.
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Rolled 8 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>4933228
Try yo summon a fiery horsecock to aid us in in combat.
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Rolled 76 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>4933324
Horsecock!
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> Rolled 86 (66+20)
You try out some cool shit with your fire magic, like making armor out of fire. However, the fire burns your skin.

Next, you try making a giant combat penis out of fire. It works surprisingly effectively. Why didn't you think of this before?

The flaming dick is even bigger than your own. For a second, you feel suicidal, as you realize that your only source of self-esteem as a nigga has been debunked. Then, you realize:
1. Niggas don't just have big dicks. They built Wakanda, built the pyramids, and even built America (fun fact: everything in America is made of cotton)
2. The red-hot rape rocket you summoned is still technically yours

That makes you feel a lot better
> +1 to fire magic skill
> Learned spell: summon flaming penis

The shaman, for his part, shows you how to harness the power of alcohol for magic.
> Black-out magic: drinking a bottle of alcohol will now replenish your voodoo.

"Well, that's all for now", the shaman tells you. You should probably proceed with your plans now.

> Pay the collectacheck nation a visit
> Write in
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>>4934696
>Pay the collectacheck nation a visit
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>>4934696
> Pay the collectacheck nation a visit
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Unfortunately, I’m not going to be able to put out another update before the thread probably gets archived, so I’ll cut it off here.
The next thread will be the last.
Thank you for playing Nigga Quest!
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>>4937320
Thanks ma Nigga, looking forward!
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>>4934696
>Pay the collectacheck nation a visit
We fuck these niggas up then we on a 1 way ticket to WAKANDA

>>4937320
I gotchu