>>2760626
>Female
>Rachel
>America
>Wuya herself appeared before you

Welcome to Xiaolin Quest. A Quest based in the world of Xiaolin Showdown, a surprisingly decent cartoon that came out in mid 2000s.

While I don't know if we'll be Xiaolin, Heylin or Neutral. I can't wait to write some dumb cartoon martial arts.

>>2760626
> Pick 1 + Gender, Country of Origin and Name.
Male, New Zealand, Oliver Turei

Good old Maori ancestry.

> While farming, you found the last will and testament of Grand Master Dashi.

File: tegaki.png (4 KB, 400x400)

4 KB PNG

>>2760670
+1

>>2760626
Fuck what I said, this guy >>2760670

>>2760626
> Wuya herself appeared to you.

>Male, Australia, Blake Chase

>>2760670
>>2760671
>>2760673
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BI851yJUQQw

>>2760670
eh actually I'll just go ahead and support this

>>2760670
Eh fuck it, I'll throw my support behind Dashi's Maori descendant.

>>2760626
>Male
>Italian
>Antonio Morino
> The Scroll of the Shen Gong Wu reveals all to you.

>>2760626
>Male
>Russian
>Ivan Cherno
> Wuya herself appeared to you.

File: OP2.jpg (20 KB, 188x268)

20 KB JPG

>>2760674
>>2760673
>>2760670
>>2760660
>>2760658

Alright.

We are the last scion of the Turei Maori; Oliver Turei. If anyone has good cartoon/anime faceclaims get them in now.

The life of the Maori is one of struggle, but also of peace.

It is an acknowledgement of one's past through the blood in their veins.

It is acknowledging one's present through the air in their lungs.

It is preparing for ones future in sharpening the body and mind for the challenges ahead.

It is learning to become one with the Island, the ancestors, the seas, the spirits.

You have watched from afar as the other families in the Te hapori drifted. They forgot the words and exhalations. Children became more focused on the wonders of the West and East than the miracles of their own marks and songs.

The Te Tae Karaka became a shadow of itself. No longer the necessary wisdom it was once held as. Children no longer engraved and etched marks on the world with intent; simply letting their fathers' crafts fade into obscurity while they left marks of indifference with their footsteps.

Farms went shorthanded as Te toto after Te toto left their Te Hapori to fade into a shadow of what it once was. The brilliant brazier beginning to fade to embers in morning rain. But your family was steadfast in their adherence to the old ways. You were raised Maori and your marks were those of power and pride. Your tattoos ripple with the blessings of your forebears and your muscles sculpt the very island with their carving.

And blessings you received.

You received the truth of the feared one. The Leech Lady.

She was not slain as feared; as Dashi - Outlander of many wonders' own memoirs as entrusted to the great grandfather of your great great grandfather admitted. His messages weren't written in the scrolls of the Yellow Monks, but instead carved into the white wood of your family and sealed with a crimson Ray.

A crimson ray that began to glow.

> You felt the volcano within you.

> Each blade of grass was like a hair on your skin.

> The waters sang to you.

> The Maori's breath became yours.

> Write-In a powerset.

>>2760748
>You felt the volcano within you.

>>2760748
> You felt the volcano within you.
We are the fury and pride of the islands given life!

>>2760748
>> The waters sang to you.

>>2760748
> You felt the volcano within you.

>>2760748
> The waters sang to you.

>>2760785
>>2760769
>>2760766
>>2760764
>>2760754

Going to give 10-15 for this so I can do some brainstorming and give time for any drawfags or faceclaims to (Hopefully) show up.

>>2760626
Please stop, this is just embarrassing

>>2760748
> You felt the volcano within you.

>>2760837
>>2760807
>>2760785
>>2760769
>>2760766
>>2760764
>>2760754

Called for Volcano. Writing soon.

One suggestion for Faceclaim was Maui from Moana. I've looked for some fanart that's very not disney in style but nothing has grabbed me yet. There's surprisingly little Maori art online apparently.

>>2760626
but why

File: The Island.jpg (228 KB, 1080x1350)

228 KB JPG

>>2760837
>>2760807
>>2760785
>>2760769
>>2760766
>>2760764
>>2760754

As you slide the Crimson Ray into the collection of shells, symbols and trophies around your neck the very island begins to speak to you in the tongue of your elders. A fever unlike any sickness burning within and scouring the weakness from your flesh and bones to fan a fearsome spirit to life.

With no external prompting your arms slide shoulder length apart and every breath you've ever taken in your life is exhaled in a single roar that shakes birds from the trees. Both palms strike your thighs and then you slap eaither side of your chest to allow the light to shine on a sequence of new tattoos that have become integral to the overall tapestry of your lineage.

Amidst the legacy of your grandfathers first hunt dance a pair of dragons who shine crimson and amber just as the corals at sunset have done since the mountians were but hills and the island were a babe. As the unfamiliar movements come faster and more ferocious, the scarlet ray hanging from your neck glows brilliantly, blinding any would be snoops and handing you the power to change the world and face off against the Leech Lady.

From elbow to fingertip, your arms are drenched in the volcano's blood. The physical embodiment of;

"Mana. Young Turei." Someone says from behind you, his voice booming. As you reach for your spear and grasp the rapidly warping, melting, flaming weapon as easily as you would a cup of water; the island stands.

A striking conglomaoration of the thornbush and bark. It strides forward with a burning mouth and glowing green eyes that study you in the same manner snakes study mice. "You know me?"

"I know you." You confirm.

"I am Tapu. I am your home."

"You are the Island, you are safety." Repeating the teachings is a source of comfort for many Maori and you are certainly one of them.

The voice seems to be coming from all around as it continues. "I am endangered. By the outsiders. By the sands of time. But most of all; by the Witch's return."

"What can I do?"

"I have given you the Volcano Mana." Tapu says. "You will hunt the rtifacts of Dashi. You will bring them here, to me. And the Maori will stop the Leech Lady from returning to power."

"I... I am to become Minita Tapu." You state in shock, the title the thing of dreams. The sacred warrior of the Maori who is blessed by the islands in times of crisis.

"You are to board a boat. And seek your first artifact."

> A coin

> A sash

> A beetle

> A Monocle

>>2760907
>A sash

>>2760907
>> A beetle

>>2760907
> A beetle

>>2760907
>> A beetle

>>2760907
>> A Monocle

>>2760955
>>2760954
>>2760926
>>2760918
>>2760914

Called for beetle. I will probably head to sleep after writing this post.

>>2760978
I just wanted us to be fancy.

I swear I wrote and posted the next post before sleeping. What the fuck.

File: Black Beetle.png (43 KB, 220x144)

43 KB PNG

>>2760955
>>2760954
>>2760926
>>2760918
>>2760914

You feel your spirit being torn from your body smoothly, Tapu peeling your being away from your mortal coil while floating around you in the guise of a small blue light. Both of you fly over the oceans and plunge into it's dark depths, leaving your blinded and buffeted by the pressure.

But soon your vision clears as you cross some kind of threshold and behold something from a fable. Four masts remain staunchly upright despite time and the oceans' best efforts to bring them low and before you the splintered deck of a huge pirate ship seems to nestle on the seabed neatly.

As Tapu takes you back to your body, you complete the haka that you have been singing and performing this whole time - a solid roar coming from your breast with eyes rolled back and tongue extended.

You know now, you know what you must do.

Dashi many wonders' treasures must be kept from the hands of evil and Minita Tapu will lead the Maori to victory over the forces of darkness. That will be your destiny, your mark upon this world.

> As the vision fades you headed straight for a boat.

> You should probably tell your family before emerging on a world spanning battle against evil

> You need to prepare, make a new weapon.

> Head into the modern town. You have enough money for a one way flight. Tapu will understand modern convenience in the name of this quest.

> Write-In

Sorry, apparently donating blood has made me all kinds of sleepy. Keep dozing off on my keyboard.

>>2762792
>> As the vision fades you headed straight for a boat.
There are no brakes on this train, let's gooooooooo.

>>2762792
>Tell your family
>Make a weapon

>>2762792
>> You should probably tell your family before emerging on a world spanning battle against evil

>>2762792
> You should probably tell your family before emerging on a world spanning battle against evil
> You need to prepare, make a new weapon.

Thanks for donating.

File: Insanity Wolf.jpg (66 KB, 580x580)

66 KB JPG

How Much Blood?

>>2763375

1.3 Pints. Not bad for my first donation. I did not eat as much as I should have today though.

File: rare wagon.jpg (10 KB, 236x177)

10 KB JPG

Shill Post:
Tw: @StarbornQ

Discord Invite: [Temporarily REDACTED]
Lewd/Extra Content Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/StarbornOP

Starborn Thread 0: https://yuki.la/qst/486356
Starborn Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Purps
Starborn CS: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1csg7vC-Yz10aAqk9ZwdCNv24obLGTtM5p6bKkPq1Pgc/edit#

>>2763398

Have a cookie!

>>2760858
Cause SHUT UP is why.

>>2762792
> As the vision fades you headed straight for a boat.
> You should probably tell your family before emerging on a world spanning battle against evil
> You need to prepare, make a new weapon.

Prepare a giant club from the mast of the boat. In fact, fuck it, use the MAST as the club!

>>2762792
> As the vision fades you headed straight for a boat.
No weapons only shen gong wu

>>2762814
>>2765197
>>2765705

Straight for boat

>>2765197
>>2762883
>>2762855
>>2762824

Family

>>2762824
>>2762883
>>2765197

Weapon. (With one saying make a weapon at the site of the Wu.)

Unless anyone rees; I reckon we meet our father and have something interesting happen.

>>2765705
>>2765197
>>2765195
>>2764088
>>2763375
>>2762883
>>2762855
>>2762824
>>2762814

Before you set off towards the beaches of your lifelong home, you take off towards the ever expanding domicile of your Father. In his old age he has become nothing but a shadow of himself, though it is the shadow of a forest fire a shadow it still remains.

One time bulging muscles have receded to the point his ink almost completely submerges the outlines of the strength he has managed to squander beyond the reach of time's decay and the marks he leaves with each day pale in comparison to the ones left in his youth.

Now his contributions to the island consist of constructions and repairs the likes of which his rough hands look completely unsuited for, moving with a grace and delicate precision from years of focus.

Standing on top of a wooden ladder you helped him construct on a long afternoon, he is comfortable in his perch and smiling faintly while he studies the hand built join between your childhood bedroom and the extension for a sibling long since departed to the modern world.

You are loathe to drag him out of the past, but he needs to know what has happened. He needs to know you will not follow your siblings when you leave, but remain Maori. Whatever may come, he needs to know you are still his child.

>>2768643

"Father." You say quietly, making sure to address him with the respect he deserves.

"It has happened, hasn't it Oliver? The Island has called to you." though his face is soft and smiling, the bass in his voice makes him seem intimidating no matter the difference in age.

"I am to be Minita Tapu." You say, somewhat taken aback by the directness. "I am to travel the world and prevent the evil ones from claiming the treasures of Dashi." You try to maintain eye contact but something about your father forces you to inspect the ground by your feet, his titanic force of presence still enough to quell any impetuousness in you.

Where once he would have stood two heads taller than you, your father now stands a hair shorter. But when he looks at you with wet eyes, you realise what the Island is asking of him now. Tapu is asking one of it's most dedicated and long lived servants to give up the last of his loves. "It asked me of you for many years. It asked me of all of my children. The Island has always been watching the Turei." A strong hand on your shoulder shoves you back, causing you stumble and fall on to your backside. "If you thought that I would let you go without proving you are Minita Tapu. You are wrong Oliver."

You father moves away from the ladder, removing the old shirt that he wore when working on the house as he does so. The years seeming to peel off him with every breath. "Stand, Maori. Stand and face me in Ko te Pai."

He begins a haka, making it very obvious that this is non negotiable. While staring into your father's eyes you find your own feet and begin mirroring his movements. Both of you chant, scream and move in unison.

The haka bringing serenity and focus as it pleads for the Island to choose who stands more worthy as Maori. As you finish with a twin roar, your Father spits into the dirt daring you to make the first move as the man who taught you everything you know.

Combat Begin

Combat in this quest will utilise stats. Dice will be rolled depending on which stat is used. The formulae for rolls are, Level of statd10.

Anytime multiple 10s are rolled. This is a crit. Crits will level up the stat and may give othe rinteresting bonuses. Here we will pick what two stats Oliver begins with above average.

> Engage him in hand to hand [MARTIAL ARTS MAIN]

> Activate the Lava Mana [MANA MAIN]

> Look for a weapon [WEAPON MAIN]

> Focus on your father's moves. [INTELLECT MAIN]

> Dodge and Block [DEFENCE/AGILITY MAIN]

> Engage him in hand to hand [MARTIAL ARTS MAIN]

>>2768645
>Engage in glorious CQC

>>2768645
> Engage him in hand to hand [MARTIAL ARTS MAIN]

>>2768645
>> Engage him in hand to hand [MARTIAL ARTS MAIN]

>>2768645
>> Engage him in hand to hand [MARTIAL ARTS MAIN]

File: CF43C4B2-32B6-487E-BC4B-6(...).jpg (394 KB, 913x1076)

394 KB JPG

>>2768645
> Engage him in hand to hand

>>2768645
>Engage him in hand to hand [MARTIAL ARTS MAIN]

Oliver, try remember the basics of CQC.

>>2768947
>>2768840
>>2768821
>>2768701
>>2768667
>>2768662
>>2768657

I'm getting the vague sense we're going to punch him.

Okay, will write up in a second. Forgot to say I was playing football today.

>>2768947
>>2768840
>>2768821
>>2768701
>>2768667
>>2768662
>>2768657

Sorry, going to delay the post since I forget how to fucking write today apparently. Very sorry guys.

TLDR: Oscar starts with level 5 Martial Arts.

Either Fighting or Mana would make the most sense with our guy cause funny enough Maori were really big with the whole Mana thing. Eating their enemies or the daughters eating the grandmothers for their Mana or Power was big in the Maori culture. Lets hope we don't start eating our fallen enemies though not sure what the rest of the kids would think.

>>2771501
I don't think that'd get past the censors. This is still a kids' show, after all.

>>2771501
maybe something similar like just eating a meal right after combat or something

>>2771501
>>2771539
We eat something of theirs.

If they got a hat, we eat their hat.

>>2771935
>We beat Clay in a Showdown and get his hat.
>Eat it in front of him while staring him dead in the eye.
>Lower the morale of their entire team.

>>2772036
>Beat Jack Spicer
>Eat his goggles.
>Jack does his girlish scream and cries that his mommy gave them to him for his birthday.

>>2768947
>>2768840
>>2768821
>>2768701
>>2768667
>>2768662
>>2768657
>>2771501
>>2771536
>>2771539
>>2771935
>>2772036
>>2772047

With a guttural roar, both your father and your charge at each other to close the distance in surprising time. Each of you drop your shoulder in an attempt to buffet the other over and end the fight before it began.

Both of you jockey for position in the stalemate, Like a pair of rams locking horns both of you throw every pound of muscle and might at the other. You footing begins to fade first, forcing you to disengage to the side and fend off your father with a pair of wild swinging punches that could send the old Maori clean off his feet should they connect.

Circling slowly, both of you stares the other down in search of any vulnerability or weakness. His experience of fighting beasts and men outweighs yours to such a significant degree that your advantages in strength and speed will be hard to leverage. There was a reason the voice of Turei spoke the loudest on the island even after the shame of your siblings' departures; and that reason is that Matu Turei in his prime was one of the fiercest Maori to walk the island.

Even now, when you would lay claim to the title of most powerful Maori, you do not feel in the advantage here. Nor do you feel comfortable as your father's punches crash against your guard like waves on the shore. Even if he has not penetrated your defences or been particularly convincing in fending you off, Matu Turei's aged shadow is still a mountain to climb.

> Pick Secondary Focus

> MANA

> WEAPON

> INTELLECT

> DEFENCE/AGILITY

>>2773219
>>2773221
>Int
We's a wise Maori Warrior

>>2773221
> MANA
magic man

>>2773221
> MANA
I'm thinking we start enhancing our strikes and defense with the power of the volcano

>>2773221
>> MANA

VOLCANO PAUNCH

>>2773221
> MANA

> MANA

>MANA

After battle father lays defeated at our feet. Feel low on MANA. See a nice Father shaped MANA Potion on the ground... Grins.

>>2773221
>> MANA

File: F26B6740-3FA5-4D04-BC01-E(...).png (172 KB, 500x555)

172 KB PNG

>>2773221
>> MANA
At this point it’s not going to lose but

>>2773221
>> MANA
Just gonna add to the landslide.

File: Oliver Mana.jpg (180 KB, 719x1111)

180 KB JPG

>>2775418
>>2775104
>>2774128
>>2773792
>>2773705
>>2773579
>>2773563
>>2773521
>>2773439
>>2773309
>>2773223

The breakthrough comes after what seems like years, your father deciding that your impenetrable defence must be torn down by ingenuity rather than continuing his deluge of blows. While you brace for the next bone rattling punch to strike your forearms, you are taken by surprise when instead he grabs you by the wrists and tosses you bodily across the grass.

Like a rock on the waves you skip across the dirt until you can bend your knees to slide across the rocky field, allowing you to witness your father's pursuit. Getting to your feet, the ray pendant hanging from your neck glows like glass in a summer rain.

As your father's eyes narrow, fire fills your limbs and reinvigorates you to the point that you charge forward and strikes your father's stomach. The Island's power coating your fist in orange lava that singes his flesh even as your blow connects and halts his momentum dead.

The cry of a man so large in a fight is something to behold, whether it be in rage or pain. And as much as you would deny it to the day you died; you enjoyed that sign of your success to the point you pursued his desperate retreat, fists glowing and leaving trails of burning magma that sizzled the grass beneath your feet in a spectacular orange trail, every step leaving another dozen or so scorched patches and retelling the steps of your battle.

It looks like your father is on the ropes, until the elder man lets out a sharp shout of "TAPU!" and his own gifts manifest,

His shout is like the tides themselves had awoken, the wind from his lungs and the air all slamming into you and driving you back once more. The older man' muscles shaking from the exertion of this power, some kind of exhaustion coming from channeling enough of his mana to blow you back through the air into the nearest tree to your home like a leaf in a monsoon.

Upon impact, it takes a short time for the ground to come into focus and your body to begin moving. Rising is far more difficult than you would expect, but the ringing in your ears and the desire to prove yourself is enough to suppress the ever growing desire to press for answer about your father's mana.

"TAPU!" You respond, rolling your eyes and presenting your tongue in challenge to your father. The Volcano Mana exploding in potency to the point you become encased in solidifying lava; taking a form of pure mana. Where once your skin was coloured by the sun and decorated with solid black ink, your skin is now the deep grey of the Island's deep crust and where was ink is now burning red engravings that paint you in lava and fire.

"Minita Tapu..." Your father says in awe, taking up some kind of martial arts stance. "Gong Yi Tan Pai!" At this strange proclamation he comes for you, all sign of familiarity and tenderness replaced with Maori ferocity.

Before meeting his charge you can only say, "May the best Maori win."

File: Lets do this.gif (219 KB, 500x203)

219 KB GIF

>>2778130
> [MARTIAL ARTS lvl5] Fight.

>[MANA lvl3] Use your lava to gain the upperhand.

> [INT lvl1] Lead him to the nearby creek.

> [WEAPONRY lvl1] Make an obsidian weapon

> [AGI/DEF lvl1] Weather the storm

> Write-In

>>2778132
>Fight

>>2778132
>> [MARTIAL ARTS lvl5] Fight.

>>2778132
>> [MARTIAL ARTS lvl5] Fight

>>2778631
>>2778157
>>2778138

Everyone roll 5d10.

We're looking for matching results.

So if your roll has multiple of the same number... we're in business.

Rolled 3, 5, 2, 4, 1 = 15 (5d10)

>>2778673

Rolled 2, 9, 1, 5, 10 = 27 (5d10)

>>2778673

>>2778685
I actually got 1 2 3 4 5. That is just...

Rolled 2, 6, 3, 6, 2 = 19 (5d10)

>>2778673

>>2778685
Do we get something for a literal straight, Star?

>>2778783
Hell yeah! Double Sixes and Twos!

>>2760671
Okay, this has been bugging me for literal minutes, is this .png supposed to be a blank white box or is my laptop fucking me over?

>>2779221
It's blank for me too.

>>2779287
>>2779221
>>2778785
>>2778783
>>2778747
>>2778739
>>2778685

So we have;
>>2778685
A full Straight

>>2778739
No Pass

>>2778783
2x2 2x6

So we have a very strong pass even if I don't decide to do the straight = a success. But let me just think How I want to handle straights etc.

>>2779350

Okay so, since I go back and forward let's do a vote.

Either
> Fuck yeah Unique Strings give bonuses!

Or
> Let's not have a triple 3 or quad 4 be nigh insta kills.

>>2779416
>Fuck yeah bonuses

>>2779416
>> Fuck yeah Unique Strings give bonuses!

>>2779416
> Fuck yeah Unique Strings give bonuses!

With how rare it is for rolls like that to appear, I'd say something like a flourish. Start styling on our dad.

>>2779416
>> Fuck yeah Unique Strings give bonuses!
I'm down for bonuses that give flair

>>2779787
>>2779503
>>2779500
>>2779417

Alright.

STRAIGHT BONUS VOTE

> Power overwhelming; your mana overflows temporarily putting you into a hyper state that essentially turns off your brain for it's duration.

> Volcanic Punch; Your next attack hits with triple damage. Equivalent to 4 of a kind. (Crit++)

> Maori Muda; Perform two actions in place of one. Vote for the bonus action.

> War Haka; Triple the damage for the rest of the fight.

>>2779889
>> War Haka; Triple the damage for the rest of the fight.

>>2779889
>> War Haka; Triple the damage for the rest of the fight.

>>2779889
> War Haka; Triple the damage for the rest of the fight.


WE ARE THE VOLCANO.

>>2779889
>> War Haka; Triple the damage for the rest of the fight.