rolled 4 = 4

I was going to take a shower just now but you have my attention.

>>10209022
Well if people wanna do Crab Quest then I'll just be a minute, gotta round up some stats from Crab Quest 13.

FUCKIN CRABQUEST HELL YES!

oh how I've missed you dear crabquest

>>10209043
>>10209060
Why thank you, dear sirs. Now hold on while I round up your latest stats and shit.

Stats:

Size: Gargantuan Crab
DEF- 16
CQC- 15
LRC- 21
SPD- 13
INT- 18

You have six available points and a whole plethora of abilities that I can provide upon request. Furthermore, I can provide directions and other information about the world. Currently, you are in the southlands, Squid Territory, with a pod of whales to the slight North. Food reserves for your expedition are at 90%, and because I can't be bothered to get it all correct, I'll provide unit numbers in the next post.

CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANCER! Woohoo!

I peench.

Current troop count:
500 Mantis Shrimp,
500 Pistol Shrimp,
350 Lobsters,
1450 Various Crabs,
200 Isopods in support (medics and combat engineers)

Because of your massive troop count, I would have you organize your soldiers into something resembling legions or companies. This way, you can order them more effectively and I can keep track of casualties and combat easier.

can you provide the latest map of the surrounding area?

>>10209284
Okay, gonna be a sec in the MS Paint chop-shop.

>>10209328
That's awesome.

Here's the latest map.
LEGEND:
Red Square: IRON LAIR
Blue Squares: Outposts
Purple Square: Crab Queen's Lair
Blue Dots: Territories under your influence
Pink Field: Protocrab Province (friendly)
Green Field: Reef (former shark territory, safe now)
Blue Field: Turtle Province (friendly)
Grey Field: Squid Territory (hostile)
Black Dot: Whale Pod
Red Dot: Current location

Black Line: Your wall through the reef
Teal Square: Friendly Eel family.

A more detailed map of the immediate area can be provided, also.

>>10209154
2 int
4 def

>>10209433
Tougher and Smarter, eh?

Awaiting consensus.

>>10209433
Sounds good to me.

In the name of moving things along:

You find that your fitful sleep earlier was not for nothing. Along with the burning red runes etched into your claw spelling "Gutripper" in the foul tongue of the Blood Crabs (an ancient sect of crustaceans devoted to Bloodshell), you are also much tougher.

Your shell is multiple feet thick, and hard as titanium. The massive spines that jut from it are hard and sharp, as if they were forged in the fires of Hephaestus! Along with protecting you, your natural camouflage has been enhanced, allowing you to activate a near-flawless cloaking mechanism on command.

Your brain has swollen with knowledge also. Partially enlightened by your week-long stasis, you can now operate some of the most complex machines, even build them, given the right materials! You think that with the right resources, you could even build and pilot a ship! Your oratory has also improved.

seeing as there's not much of any activity. it'd probably be best for you to divide up the forces in the easiest manner for you OP.

also, have we seen any more of the humans?

With your new Level 3 intellect and defense, you are prepared to sally forth.

Organize your troops and get ready to rip and tear.

>>10209768
Human forces may return some time in the future (in force), but for now you see small science teams about once every two weeks poke about and observe you.

You have divided your troops into three groups of 1000, as evenly distributed as possible. Your currently fifty-strong Claw Coven is at your side. The noble and loyal ClawClaw and Shootrimp ride upon glorious lobster steeds closest to you, with the ever-ready Klawdia a bit behind them. These three are truly your greatest warrior. If you wish, you may appoint them to be leaders of your regiments.

is there anything plaguing the whales we can deal with? whale mounts = win

we'll command one regiment and set claw claw and klawdia as the commanders of the other two. gotta have our trusty hunterkiller with us

>>10209852
The pod you came into contact with, led by a great white whale said to be a descendant of Moby the Slayer, King of Whales, is but one of many here in the southern lands. They may all have separate issues, and there may be intrigue amongst the pods, intrigue which you may or may not choose to become embroiled in.

>>10209889
Sounds good.

Also, shall I draw up a region map?

>>10209934
yes please draw up a map :]

also, we need to take a little trip to our whale friends to learn more of moby the slayer and the rest of the pods

Here is a rough map of the immediate area. Red is you, Blue dots are known Whale locations, and Grey dots are known Squid habitats. The squid know of your fearsome reputation, and for now will only attack in self-defense. To the south are Colossal Squid, which are a bit more aggressive.

>>10210018
this

You opt for the moment to return to your whale allies. It is a short scuttle to their secluded clearing. Upon arrival, you stroll casually up to their leader, your impressive, sixty-five-foot-wide self easily a match for the whales.

You inquire about the white whale's past. He gazes longingly into the distance before engaging in a story:

(Translated from Bellow, the language of the Whales)
It was my Great-Grandfather, Moby the Slayer, that you seek to know of. His white hide was brilliant, or so I'm told. Father would tell me tales of how Moby used to crush ships with his jaws and bulk, truly he was fearsome. Under his rule, the pods were united and strong, and the Squid were easily held in check.
When that dreaded human brought him low, though, the pods scattered. Grandfather tried to bring order, but was quickly killed in a coup. Father took me, mother, and a few good friends and swam as fast an hard as he could away from our old ancestral grounds. The place is probably swimming with foul squid, it sickens me to think of it. Now, too weak to do much, the Squid have taken large swaths of ocean. I thought I would live to see the last days of the whales, but you... you give me hope. Thank the Terrible Dogfish that you of all creatures managed to ascend and bring the spineless bastards down.

The white whale turns from you.

"If it isn't too much to ask, I'd like to be alone for a bit."

It appears that memories of his father have come up and unsettled him. Come to think of it, what happened to his father?

>>10210367
Let us go reclaim his homeland, it will be a gift unlike any other. It will cement the bond between crab and whale for centuries to come!

time for a holy crusade to restore the whale's lands!

first wait a day then ask him to join us in reclaiming the lands and reuniting the pods

>>10210434
The old Whale Lands are far to the Southeast. It will be a grueling journey, taking days. You will have to return to your LAIR to resupply, rearm, and re-strategize. Furthermore, it may leave your LAIR open to human or squid attack, should you remove too many troops, though your Queen (or soon to be queen) should be able to handle it.

leave claw claw's regiment at the lair to keep things running. otherwise gather the troops and supplies it's time to earn our whale mounts

>>10210467
That sounds like a good idea. I'm sure they would relish the chance to have at the vile squid. Legends say a mighty Kraken resides there too.

>>10210473
We should start building a ship to assault the squid with.

>>10210505
a kraken?? we killed a shark revered as a god. lets do this shit

what the fuck is crab quest

>>10210551
shhhhh just stay here and enjoy

>>10210544
You've also slain a Kraken before, though it was simply an adolescent.

WHAT IS THE PLAN, CRAB-KING?

>>10210551
Under "Crabs" in the archives on suptg, read the first three or so threads, because I feel that those are the best. I'm trying to keep Crab Quest fun and fast, though.

>>10210596
It's simple really, we KILL THE BATMAN. But that comes later, we've squid to slaughter.

>>10210596
Wait and ask the whales to join us in reuniting the pods. Kill some squids to replenish food supplies as we conquer and grow kelp if needed. Return after a few victories to romance our queen, then come back to conquer more squid.

so is the ancestral whale grounds the location of the large aggressive squid? how does the wavemaker feel about our soon to be had crusade?

You head home and retire for the night, seeing as how the waters are growing dark. A large shell with a message etched upon it awaits you in your sleeping quarters. None of your subjects saw anyone enter at any time. How it got there is a mystery.

Upon the shell is this message:
"The waters next door are cold, I would ask a strong pair of claws to help keep me warm."

It appears the Crab Queen is more forward about your relationship than previously thought. You ache, even though you have been sleeping for a week. Would it be wise to go out now for a nightcap, when conquest awaits in the morning?

Your troops and subjects are all fast asleep by now.

>>10210732
The Wavemaker watches with cool detachment as you make war on the Squid. He is a crab, too. He knows of the hated rivalry between the groups. He will not bless your conquest, but understands it must be done if peace is to be brought to the seas.

Bloodshell giggles like a tickled girl at the thought of the carnage. You can feel his voice within your heart:
"The way they twitch when they die, its so delightfully funny, isn't it?"

>>10210769
If nothing else we should go see if she's okay. We already let her die once, even if it was a dream.

>>10210803
The intent of her message is clear: She wants to do the Scuttle of Sensuality with you, and she wants it badly.

>>10210841
Then let us be off, we will not keep our queen waiting.

>>10210769
nothing says relaxing and healing like hot crab on crab sex action

lets go for it

>>10210841
THEN LET US SCUTTLE 'TILL WE CAN SCUTTLE NO MORE!
AND THEN WE SHALL REIGN OVER THE DYING SQUID!

>>10210841
The scuttle of sensuality it is! We must tend to our queen!

Well it seems the majority wish for a night of passionate scuttling. This will have repercussions, just so you know.

You are quick to scuttle off northwest in the direction of your Queen. Your massive bulk is not easy to maneuver in the cramped space of your LAIR, and you accidentally startle who else, but Shootrimp.

Turns out he isn't a heavy sleeper, he inquires as to why you would be up and about at this time of night.

>>10210927
waggle your eyestalks conspirationally, and gesture for quiet and sleep

needs moar crab sex

>>10210927
Explain that we are going to ask our future queen to care for things while we are out conquering. She is trustworthy since all of the others we trust are coming on the squid slaughter trips.

kindly let him know we have private business to attend to

>>10210927
My loyal soldier, I am anxious and excited for the glory that tomorrow will bring. I am tending to my queen this night, for there will be no rest untill the squid are uprooted from their lofty perch. Rest easy, for all is well.

Thanks to your immense intellect, you tuna-shit an excuse on the spot, telling Shootrimp that you are surveying the troops and trying to catch would-be conspirators skulking around at night. After the rebellion you can never be too careful! He accepts the answer and groggily scuttles back to his bunk, and you quickly exit your lair without further interruption.

An hour later, you are on the outskirts of your Queen's lair. An extensive coral maze surrounds the damned place, but in the distance you see a faint light emanating from what you know to be her chamber. You get lucky and recall the secret fast-route through the maze, having been here once before (thank your big brain for that), and make your way around the massive, sunken ship.

You are outside her "window" now, what do?

>>10211031
clack a sonnet to her beauty from outside

pick up a very small piece of coral and toss it near her window but don't hit it. I'm sure we're strong enough that if it hit glass it would shatter

>>10211031
Toss pebble at window, scuttle the scuttle of "GIRL AIN'T NOTHING WROONG, WITH A LITTLE BUMP 'N GRIND"

>>10211092
You're strong enough to probably blow her lair in half.

>>10211110
lets do that

literally sweep her off her feet (or knock her off, same diff.)

climb into her bedroom

You quietly clack out to her in the pale light of the moon above. Eventually, a large shape comes over to the window, it is your soon-to-be Queen! You clack out a song for her, an original composition no less. You even hum (?) along.

You notice her scuttle about anxiously, clacking at your flattery. She leaves the window and within five minutes is next to you. She motions for you to follow her.

>>10211110
Clack gently against her window and scuttle most seductively.

Deftly avoiding the couple of patrol crabs on guard duty, your two enormous forms quietly slink into her bedroom. In the faint light of a number of restrained angler fish, you see she is wearing a cloak made of brilliant green seaweed, a small conch shell acting as a clasp for it.

She makes another motion to you, and you undo the clasp, letting the seaweed cloak fall lightly off of her pearl-white shell. She seems to radiate white light in the faint glow of the angler-lamps, her dainty claws clacking in embarrassment and anticipation. No crab has gotten to know her this intimately before. Her carapace almost seems to turn pink.

As you go to caress her in your massive claws, she notices your new markings. She asks how you got them.

>>10211290
pull her close and tell her of the dream

Blast, I need to take my leave of you gents for around twenty minutes. I have my own Crab-Queen to attend to over here.

I will return as quickly as possible.

>>10211290
Tell her about the dream, but spare her the gory details.

>>10211290
For you my queen, I did it to protect you. Now that I have the power, no harm will come to you.

>>10211349
Take your time with her, females are quick to anger.

Oh dear, miraculous change of plans, I will be leaving in about a half an hour, and will return around ten.

Lets get down to business then, shall we?

You tell your Queen of the visions you had. She seems shocked at the description of the hellish battlefield, and also slightly aroused, a fact you note with a mix of confusion and excitement. You tell her of how you slew a god with her help, and of her noble sacrifice. She clacks a message to you, saying that if it was required of her, she would make the ultimate sacrifice for you.

>>10211498
None will threaten you, my queen. I have conquered my demons, and tomorrow, I will conquer those that would threaten these waters.

She apparently has trained in the art of Crab-Divination. She says that a portent such as that is a sign that you are a great leader. She believes these visions would often come before great conquest, but also great cataclysm.

However, she is quick to put that out of her mind as she returns your pinchy embrace. The two of you scuttle over to her massive bed of kelp.

>>10211616
Entwine her in the kelp and fill her egg sacks full of your manly jelly!

One tasteful fade-to-black later, and its morning. You are tired and groggy, not getting much sleep last night for obvious reasons. Your Queen lays next to you, fast asleep, and you crawl from the comfortable kelp bed. You need to get back to your own lair and be ready, for today you rally the troops.

Do you wish to leave your Queen a message upon the etching shell next to the bed? Or simply leave?

>>10211741
>>10211749
And she is quite full of your manly jelly.

>>10211749
Leave her a poetic message telling her there will be more of last night upon your return.

>>10211749
fear not i shall soon return even more of a mighty hero than i am

>>10211749
leave her a message, tell her you will be back and ask her to take care of the kingdoms while you are gone

>>10211749
Leave her a poem :3

You quickly scrawl out a message, nearly breaking the damned thing. The angler-lamps are all asleep also, and float lazily around the room. You scuttle drunkenly out of the room, straight into a couple of guards coming to check on the Queen. They are shocked to see you here.

You tentatively work out an excuse, but you know there is no hiding what really happened. These crabs know the signs of a late-night rendezvous, and you reek of it. You scuttle out, barely avoiding another patrol. You know now that the gossip will work its way through the ranks of your subjects. You had hoped to make the union a surprise, or at least a more noble affair. No matter, your coming glory will overshadow this temporary embarrassment.

You run as fast as your powerful legs can carry you, over 60 mph, and are back home in no time. You slip into your lair and head for your chambers, only to run into Shootrimp once again (stupid morning hangover fucking up the stealth rolls). He seems on edge, eager to take the fight to the Squid. in his excitement, he does not seem to be taken off guard by your early-morning appearance. You say that you too are on edge, and head back to your chamber for a fitful hour of sleep.

The call of your war horns rouses you from your sleep. Not quite as drowsy as before, but still pretty drowsy, you don your Glorious Cape and Shell Crown and head down to see ten full legions of one-thousand evenly mixed warriors in glorious shell armor. Astounding siege engines based off your original idea of "shrimp slingshots" rumble and creak behind your soldiers. These massive engines of war will launch armored pods of warriors right into the heart of enemy fortifications!
Your shark training program was effective, and squads of pistol shrimp riding atop massive, viciously loyal sharks swim overhead in formation, ready to rain death on your foes.
Your warriors, adorned in iron and bone armor, stand before you, clacking and scuttling praises to the Crab King! They are prepared to make war in your name. Death to the Squid! Death to those who would fight the Crab King!

You are prepared for a long campaign...

...I'll be back asap.

>>10212152
I came

>>10212152
come back soon... bumping in meantime

>>10212773
>>10212325
Oh dear. This is taking a while.

Oh god finally back. That took too fucking long. Dem girls, /tg/.

Back on track, then?

fuck yea lets go

>>10213153
i'm smoking my cigs to make myself more cancerous

Your warriors are arranged gloriously before you. You stifle a yawn, not wanting to disappoint the brave crabs and she-crabs that have come to fight and die in your name.

You have four siege engines, one hundred shark cavalry, and ten legions containing one-thousand soldiers each. Veterans of your Claw Coven lead both the legions and the smaller divisions within them. Teams of isopods scuttle about, operating your engines. To the Southeast lies the untamed and dark lands of the Squid, formerly the home of your whale compatriots. You have sent a runner forth to Whitenose, the whale leader, asking his assistance.

No sooner do you think of this then, speak of the devil, Twelve whales crest the horizon. Each carries on their back massive arrays of weapon platforms and housing for troops. They do not mind the burden, so long as you yourself will walk. The product of your most genius engineers, these whales will fight tooth and fin for you, and act as mobile weapon platforms and barracks.

>>10213293
cast glory then clack a grand speech to your troops about the honer and glory they will gain for all crustacea (and allies) by driving the squid from your borders

lead the part of your army you're taking with you for conquest purposes off towards squidland

>>10213293
FUCK YEAR WHALES1!!!!!!!

Hey!! I got crabs.

You have severely drained your food supplies to maintain this force, leaving your stores at about 30%. You have food for a two-month campaign, though you expect this won't take more than three weeks. Besides, your fields provide ample food, and your Queen is skilled in agriculture.

You rear up and cast GLORY upon yourself. Your carapace shines like a beam of sunlight from Apollo, and you give a grand speech using all of your focus and determination. You are sure that this war will bring only victory and glory. Should your noble subjects die, they can die knowing they fought for a greater purpose than simply killing a foul enemy. They can die knowing they fought for Crustacea, the greatest Crab Empire in all the seven seas! Bloodshell and The Wavemaker smile upon you, surely their blessings are evidence enough that none will stand before you!

Your army mounts up and heads out, heading southwest. The whales swim at even pace with you, the siege weapons and cavalry moving along briskly as well. Your legions are all inside the Whale-Carriers, with your Claw Coven riding atop your grand shell.

Two hours into your journey, you are back in the SouthLands. You can see many Squid habitats below, though you are sure that these squid will be no match for you. They won't even attack, unless they are defending themselves.

Fascinating creature, the crab. Got that hard exterior. But he ain't really dangerous, 'cept to another crab. Tough as all hell. Can't even walk straight. Matter of fact, the only thing a crab is good for is holding back other crabs. A crab don't wanna see another crab make it.
A crab is like "if I'm gonna die. we ALL gonna die." I admire that. We all gotta die sometime. Might as well help each other get there. I mean, that's what you did to stinkmeaner.
isn't that right? ROBERT. FREEMAN.

>>10213462
Strategically decimate the squid below. Slaughter all and leave none to reproduce!!!

>>10213554
The Blackness within you laughs:
"Destroy them. Slaughter them. They are only Squid."

Give in to the darkness in your heart?

>>10213573
Give in to it a bit... don't want to become the murderous cretin that Bloodshell is.

>>10213573
Shaddap Bloodshell. Instead, we call out to the squid and let them know that shit is about to go down. Either they swear some fucking fealty right now, or they start a running to their collosal friends.

You stand at the precipice of the shelf and bring yourself up. You bellow (?) out to the squid below, offering challenges to your mighty visage. Your display is nice, but not nearly what it could be, you feel, as weariness courses through you. You almost wish a squid would come fight you, it would provide something interesting to do. The squid come out of their caves, fearful of your still-awesome visage.

They cower before you, clearly unwilling to engage you in combat. However, they are still too proud to kneel (?) to you, and many begin fleeing deeper South to their colossal brethren. A few stay, some kill themselves, but still others cement themselves in place.

>>10213764
Let the ones that remain stay, pursue those heading south.

You ignore the remaining Squid and pursue your quarry. Their weak jet-propulsion systems are no match for your powerful stride, and so you catch the fleeing cephalopods as they head up a narrow slop heading East.

You fall upon them, tearing left and right as they continue to flee. Some even grab comrades in front of them, throwing them to you in a vain attempt to escape your wrath. Whitenose and his kin eat large mouthfuls of squid, until naught but twitching shreds of squid are left. Blood and ink cloud your vision, and when it settles, you can see the path before you.

A massive slope, now at a downward incline, leading into a dark, open basin.

>>10213906
FORWARD HO!!
Ask the whales if they have any knowledge of the topography of this area. Maybe try to do some recon before entering the battlefield so we don't end up surrounded.

>>10213941
I will MS Paint a map and we can resume this... tomorrow! I'll be gunning for around seven o'clock Eastern Standard Time tomorrow. Very sorry for the sudden delay tonight, I had not planned for it to happen. Hopefully tomorrow will be more action-packed and fun, thanks for playing!

Oh blast suptg, you and your archives.

>>10214107
Archived. Also, win.

careful, if a troll posts even a single troll image here the entire thread could be deleted like what just happened to caveman quest

good thing we have mods to delete all our productive threads for us while assisting trolls

Oh hell yeah Crab Quest.

This and Lord Quest are the only quest threads I read on /tg/ (the man can kill a dragon, yet he can't climb a simple ledge, though)

>>10209000
Daddy?

OMGGG WHAT INSTALLMENT ARE WE ON?

I return.

Whoops, name misspelled.

After a long and difficult campaign against the eel scum that threatened the Crabperium, and a crippling injuy at the hands of the mother eel, Lobster Commander Josephus finds himself once again amidst the crabwarriors of yore. His Chapter nearly entirely slain, he searches for crustaceans to join his elite band of warriors to fight in the name of the Emperor.