Reprimand Baldrick for something.

Acquire orders

What else?

Fix Bayonets and Charge.

die of mustard gas

Enquire as to where all the Western ladies are present.

Take one boot off and deeply inhale from it.

check our equipment

is this like WWI tech or power armor kind of stuff?

Identify wether I'm an officer or a soldier. If the former, Call Headquarters and ask for a situation report.

If the latter, find out who my buddies are and do an inventory of what equipment I have to work with.

rolled 20 = 20

>>17180245
CHECK INV

Brew up and wait for orders.

>>17180313
God damn it I only roll 20s when they don't matter.
We better have some bitching equipment OP.

Prepare spells.

>>17180313
>nat20 on inv check

>oh lookie here, 155mm in my back pocket

>>17180357
haha

I'm hoping we find a badass sniper rifle or something.

>>17180312

You check the chevrons upon your shoulder. They are of a Private, First Class. You decide it is best to find your buddies, who are probably manning the second line. Which direction do you go?

You check your gear. You are currently carrying your trusty bolt action rifle, along with your standard issue sword-bayonet in a scabbard at your hip. Four frag grenades with percussion fuse hang off your harness. Besides these weapons, you have various ration-items, cleanliness products, pack gear, a shovel, and your gas mask.

>More advanced gear exists, nothing is strictly historical.

>>17180404
I walk north in search of my buddies, or someone I can ask for directions. It's best to get as much information as possible before I figure a way to escape from this hellhole.

>>17180404
>sword bayonet
>metal receiver bolt action
bueno

go west my son

>>17180404
do we have a map of the area that we are in?

>>17180474
or at least some knowledge of where we are?

>>17180435

You start north through the winding trenches, passing various faces you may only be vaguely familiar with. Eventually you head east through a narrow communications trench, ending up at a large, square courtyard-like area. Light artillery pieces are pressed up against raised areas facing the enemy, and various men are milling around. A very large, obtuse-bellied man calls out to you from across the way.

>>17180474
Low ranking personnel are not permitted to keep maps, in case of capture during a trench raid. You do, however, have a keen knowledge of the nearby systems.

>>17180404

Put on gasmask to see if it's comfortable, if so leave it on. Following this, search for friends or squadmates to the north.

Where's the rest of our unit, do we know? We must find our comrades first...

>>17180530

Go to the man. Can we see his rank, or at least whether he's an officer?

>>17180530

Go towards the man, see what he wants with me.

rolled 62 = 62

> You are a nameless soldier caught in the...

My name is Herbert Hackenberger !!!

>>17180530
stay away from him, he's going to blow a whistle and we're going to have to run at a machinegun nest

and i think our name should be Daniel Whitaker

>WWI Quest
>Stuff is already happening
>Too late to check for Trench Foot.

Go see what the guy wants.
Forget the gas-mask thing, they only have limited usefulness and there's the distinct possibility that we will need to piss on it for it to be effective.

>>17180548

You approach the man, his exact identity being veiled by the passing crowds until you are closer. Drawing closer, you recognize him as your good buddy, Lance Corporal Hertz. He is dressed in a long greatcoat, and carries a bulky light machine gun from a sling at his hip.

"Finally hit the the real world, I see!" He bellows. "Come, WO wants us at the front!"

You follow your friend towards the first line. It has been a while since you were stationed here.

After stomping your way through the winding trenches, you come to a well-built, hardened trench on the very brink of no-mans-land. There is a machine gun nest to the left, but the lot of the men seem to be standing to attention against the rear wall.

Try to notice who's the important guy that's in there.

>>17180720
let's do this

>>17180681
Guten Morgen, Kameraden!
Irgendwelche Feindbewegung?

>>17180681
grenade in the mouth and suicide charge

>>17180720

Sensing something important, you and Hertz take your position along the trench wall.

After a bit of waiting and a lot of nervous shifting, the Company Warrant Officer turns the corner at the other end of the trench and begins shuffling down the ranks. He is a large, stocky man, wearing a wide-brimmed shrapnel helmet and outlined in a grey-fur cloak. From his hip sways a large sabre, and an automatic pistol is seen sticking from a wooden holster-case.

His voice rings loudly.

"Men, aerial reconnaissance during the past few days has revealed a large enemy buildup along this sector. Artillery has been spotted being readied in the rear echelons, including a number of super-heavy railguns. HQ has thus mandated that the forward trenches be doubly-manned for an indefinite period. While we cannot say that any offensive action has been planned for sure, you are hearby ordered to be at your utmost alertness until the ranks are cycled. As such, you must change your eating and sleeping schedules accordingly. We will relay further orders and information as they become available. Dismissed."

Without a further word, he turns the corner and sets off down a communications trench. You break rank, and wonder where you should take your positions at. Hertz will follow you, although he is suggesting you try to meet up with your other buddies.

What year is it?

>>17180936
Defect. Defecting is the only option. We will die here otherwise.

>>17180936

Follow Hertz's suggestion, better to be surrounded by friends than by people you hardly know when the attack happens.

>>17180936
We should go with Hertz's suggestion. We might find ourselves depending on the guy next to us. Attack is coming.

>>17180987
Looks like an equivalent of 1915-16.

rolled 3 = 3

>>17180936
look for a good place near to the machinegun nest but good view on the dead man's land. sleep.

>>17181023
You want a Stielhandgranate for breakfast, don't you?

rolled 5 = 5

>>17181044
give op a chance for suprise.
keep hertzy guarding/covering me.

>>17181086
Surprise summary execution for sleeping on duty.

What type of rifle? Lee-Enfield or Lebel? If Lebel, Load rifle 8+1 in the chamber and find a trench bunker to sleep in

>>17181017

Agreeing with your large-bellied friend, you begin wandering through the lines, checking faces along the way for your closest comrades. Not before long you come across a man peering over the trench wall towards the blasted wastes, a scoped rifle slung over his shoulder and a nervous twitch jittering through his body. It is your comrade Hamsfield, one of the company marksman. He isn't too keen to surprises, however, and you must approach him carefully...

>>17181019

>It's not exactly WWI, and the tech level isn't exactly at those standards. There will be semi-automatic rifles and other surprises along the way.

rolled 4 = 4

>>17181107
thats why we got hertzy covering, right?

rolled 15 = 15

>>17181119
roll for friendly scare.

Also, what kind of machinegun does Hertz have?
If Chauchat, suggest to him to find a Lewis gun instead. It holds more ammunition and is less likely to jam.

"Hey, Hamy, see anything interesting up there?"

>>17181119
What rolling habits do you expect?

*Harumph* Hamsfield? How's the wasteland this morning?

>>17181151

You glance to Hertz, and he shrugs slightly. You clear your throat silently.

"Hey, Hamy, see anything interesting up there?" You say, making sure not to make too much of a sharp noise.

The marksman quickly shifts his head to meet the direction of the noise, a flash of hostile intent showing on his face, before finally realizing the source. He gives you a sharp, beast-like grin and drops down from from the top of the wall.

"A few of the screw-pickets shifted during the night... Nothing big." He says in a hushed, thick accent as he approaches. His nervous twitch is still very much evident.

Do you continue down the line?

rolled 7 = 7

>>17181265
eh, yes start to run.

>>17181265
>hushed, thick accent
Why did I read that as lush thick moustache. goddamn

>>17181265

"Just in case you don't know, an attack MIGHT be happening soon. So, keep your eyes open."

After this, continuing unless Hamsfield says anything.

You begin to hurry through the winding defenses, your boots clattering against the wooden duckboards as you search for your comrades.

Shortly thereafter, you are interrupted by a loud droning buzzing sound to the west. Clamoring up to the firestep, you can see a large ironclad behemoth of a vessel floating above friendly lines, heading north. Its sides bristle with artillery, and you can just barely make out the insignia of the Western Alliance upon it's length.

The Alliance Aerocorps have arrived, in force. You nervously decide that it may be a good time to hunker down, in case that it's more than a routine flyover.

rolled 8 = 8

>>17181390
roll for hunking down?

rolled 3 = 3

>>17181390
rolling

>>17181428
crap

>>17181390

Hunking down along with Hertz, in a room, if possible.

touch my dick and talk to myself.

How do I roll? And what kind of dice are we using?

rolled 10 = 10

>>17181390
rolling to start juggling with the grenades so time passes faster

>>17181408

The three of you quickly agree to stay put, scrambling to find an opportune position. You eventually come to a large, L-shaped recessed area in the lines and hunker down. Hertz idly trains his machine gun down the length of it, while you and Hamsfield take up position against some boxes and barrels in the alcove.

The buzzing noise continues to ring in your ears as the airship draws closer to your position. A small, bulky biplane fighter makes a pass over your lines, also heading north close to the ground.

>>17181470
>I haven't actually instigated a dice system... I guess we'll just go with largest result out of 1d20s at my discretion.

rolled 7 = 7

>>17181552
roll for getting a binocular and a better description of the ship

rolled 20 = 20

>>17181552
any person that might worth to talk with nearby?

rolled 11 = 11

Making sure my rifle is loaded.

"Any idea on what those fools are doing up there?"

rolled 15 = 15

Please tell me this is a usual flyover and not the prelude to something big

rolled 4 = 4

>>17181552
Pass the time before battle by masturbating with your bros.

>>17181616
The only people you see in the immediate area are groups of common grunts, much like yourself. Highly doubtful any know more than you do.

>>17181628

You half cycle the bolt on your rifle, peering to confirm that there is, indeed, a full load in the internal magazine and one in the chamber. You push the bolt back and sling it over your shoulder.

You turn to Hamsfield. "Any idea on what those fools are doing up there?"

"As much of an idea as you have. Want a closer look?"

Hamsfield offers you his binoculars.

rolled 20 = 20

>>17181703
take binoculars, peak over the trench a bot and see what we can see

rolled 4 = 4

>>17181720
With a roll like that, we better spot something.

rolled 15 = 15

>>17181703
20 and you find noone?
rolling for leaving this thread and going to sleep

rolled 3 = 3

"Don't mind if I do."

Grabbing binoculars and trying to get a general idea on what's going on.

I seem to remember, years ago, there was a trench-war based quest thread. It was pretty short, because the character was actually killed when the group made a foolish decision. It was like a weird WWI/hyper sci-fi setting. Am I the only one who remembers that?

>>17181720

You grab the optics and peer over the trench wall towards the airship. This far from the lines, it's generally safe to expose yourself somewhat.

You marvel at the sheer size of the machine. It's rigid, high-strength fiber envelope is lined with large armor plates. Gun platforms jut from the sides, ranging from large naval howitzers to small water-cooled pieces. Large catwalks hang from under it, and you can see flight-suited men running their lengths.

The topside of the ship is lined with viewing decks, topped with a central command area. You notice a large figure on one of the middle decks, peering out at the wastes. He seems to be surrounded by others, and he is dressed in what seems to be extremely regal wear. Most peculiar is his helmet, which seems to be very oddly shaped. You find it hard to focus, but try to get a better view of the figure before he passes...


>>17181744
>I'll make adjustments for severity based on the number, then.

rolled 18, 19 = 37

rolling for more detail

"Looks like someone important is on that airship..."

Also, rolling to wave at the man dressed weird.

rolled 11 = 11

>>17181918
seconding this

rolled 3 = 3

>>17181983
me too

>>17181918

"Looks like someone important is on that airship..."

In a moment of enhanced focus, you get a clear glimpse at the man. He is wearing a large, red cloak that flows to the deck of the ship. His chest is covered by a steel breastplate adorned with an eagle. On his head sits a magnificent golden helmet, it's visor pulled up and topped with a figure of a falcon spreading it's wings. He carries a large cane in one hand. The man seems to have a most admirable mustache.

"...I think it might be a General of some sort! Top brass!"

For some odd, nagging reason, you are compelled to wave at him. You extend your hand towards the sky and do so, still peering through the binoculars. While you were probably just seeing things, it seems for a moment that he almost glanced at you...

rolled 16 = 16

>>17182063
keep eyes on him and watch where it goes and what happens.

bump

rolled 10 = 10

Trying to see what the airship is going to do and if it's preparing it's armaments. After that, returning binoculars to Hamsfield.

"Thanks and feel free to take a look yourself."

>>17182116

You keep watching the figure, but before long he retreats back into the command structure.

The airship continues to go north, seemingly following the lines. It draws closer to your position. More fighters and light-bombers can be seen buzzing around the hulking craft.

>>17182063
Did we just waved to our potential killer?

rolled 19 = 19

How are the other guys reacting? Maybe we should take a hint from others.

rolled 15 = 15

>>17182189
Give the binoculars back to Hamsfield, we've had our look.
Take a peek over the trenches to make sure there's no one sneaking up on us>

By now, the airship is practically on top of you, filling the area with a noise so loud that you have to yell rather loudly. It continues north, up the friendly lines.

>>17182248

You glance at your comrades. Hertz seems to have a nervous look on his face, his machine gun still trained down the trench corridor. You turn to Hamsfield and give him back your binoculars.

The airship has passed far enough, and the noise quells.

Hamsfield taps you on the shoulder. "Top brass? You think they might be surveying the enemy...?"

rolled 6 = 6

>>17182357
"I'd say it's for some moral boost for us"
look over the edge of the trench to make sure no enemies are taking advantage of noise and distraction.

rolled 14 = 14

>>17182357

"That's what I got from what I saw... Anyways, we should get moving in a bit. Lastly, don't you think that bringing so much firepower for recon is a bit weird?"

>>17182448

"That's what I got from what I saw... Anyways, we should get moving in a bit. Lastly, don't you think that bringing so much firepower for recon is a bit weird?"

Hamsfield turns to look across the scarred earth. "They could be a quick reaction force. It seems high command is more than just suspicious about whatever is going on. Something isn't right about such a high ranking official this far out, though."

You nod and turn to Hertz.

"Saddle up, big guy. We should find somewhere more easily defended."

The three of you gather your gear and exit the alcove. You decide to head to...

rolled 13 = 13

Keep going in the same direction we were before the airship showed up. Maybe we'll find a few more friendly faces. One of them being higher up, even.

rolled 3 = 3

>>17182564
Back to an area with more troops.
Ask them if they have heard anything about the airship and what they thought it was for.

>>17182605

You decide to continue north, watching the great airship slip into the distance.

The three of you are hardly shuffling now, passing through groups of gathered soldiers smoking cigarettes and eerily empty sections of trenchline.

You stop at the intersection of the first line with a communications trench running to the second. Ahead of you, you see an NCO yelling obscenities at a group of bumbling privates. To your left is a dugout in a recessed part of the intersection, a feint light spilling from the edges of the gas-flap. There seems to be friendly commotion going on inside. Two men on a raised platform to your right man a large, water-cooled automatic weapon.

rolled 19 = 19

Checking the dugout, asking for a cigarette along the way.

Fuck yeah, getting some serious Leviathan vibes from this.
Keep it up, I am monitoring this thread.

>>17182829

You decide to enter the dugout, bumming a cig off of a lingering private outside the door.

Only halfway through do you realize you don't smoke.

The interior of the dugout is well built, the walls lined with wood and tall enough to stand. It seems to take the shape of a makeshift pub. Soldiers mill around tables in the middle of the dirt floor, while up against the wall stands a cabinet behind a counter made out of stacked crates. A curious, handlebar mustached man leans against the counter, presumably the bartender.

You pass the cigarette to Hamsfield, who accepts it greatfully.

rolled 9 = 9

Going towards the bartender.

"Heard any interesting stuff lately?"

>>17182909

>OP here. How many people are reading this? I'd like to archive it, seeing as how I might have to head out for a bit soon. I'd love to keep going tomorrow or so.

archive it OP

I've been reading this.

>>17183091
i am

>>17183091
still here

>Thread is archived. Have to go do IRL shit now.

>I might work on some more artfagging in the meantime, part II will probably be up tomorrow at around 4/5 Mountain Standard.

>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/17180245/

rolled 15 = 15

>>17183266
Thank you so much for the awesome read! Looking foreword to more!

>>17183266
Usual WH40K artfag here, mind if I draw some for ya as well?
awesome read btw can't wait for the next time around