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You are a Fighter Pilot of the 501st Joint Fighter Squadron, and tonight, you are undertaking your most dangerous mission yet - stealing ice cream.

From the freezer of a god-damned Battleship.

As you crouch behind a huge crate filled with 14-inch shells, the Alcohol Awareness descends on you. The chilly night wind ceases to bite your skin, the chill becoming soothing, instead, and the world unfolds before you with incredible, crystal clarity. You realize that you're drunk as hell and are making some incredibly bad decisions.

So its a good thing you covered your tracks by instigating an insane, war-nerves-fueled party that will spread the guilt, shame, and court-marshal-able crimes around so equally it'll be hard to single you out.

But by no means impossible, of course. This is YOU, after all.
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>>22270873
FUCK YES! SWQ TIME!
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>>22270873
inb4 panzer
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>>22270873
IT IS TIME
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>>22270873

FUCK YEAH, STRIKE WITCHES QUEST!!
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>>22270888
Indurringpanzer
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>>22270922
In after panzer
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From where you crouch in the impromptu depot, you can see a small watercraft puttering around the imposing steel hull of the battleship - which is actually a deep navy blue, now that you're close enough to see through the moonlight-lent tint. That might offer one way in.

Or you could actually stow away in one of the supply crates with your mob of little girl thieves and spring out to conduct your mischief.

You squint at the bastion of Navy power, contemplating your next move.

>WUT DO
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oh boy
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(sung to the tune of the SNF 2012 theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YG9SI5NPCSM)

Waitin' all day for...

Waitin' all day for...

Waitin' all day for Friday Night!

Alright, Friday Night, where are you?
Waitin' for the Quest that bleeds Red, White, and Blue
You want some Hijinks, (We want 'em too!)

Hey Mack, it's a fact, the King's back in town
Air Force and the Navy, a vengeful showdown
Airplane's rockin', time to crank up the sound

The Air Corps' best pilots come to play
Ghost to Coast, there's just one thing left to say-ay-ay-ay-aaaay!

I've been waitin' all day for Friday Night!
The Trumped get Jumped in a prime time flight!
More than a quest, it's everything right
It's why we're waitin' all day for Friday Night!

Yeah, yeah yeah!

Friday Night Questin' in '43
Bounce Lord planefag is the best on /tg/
Witches are out, it's the Quest to see
'Cause ES-DUBYA-QUEUE rocks on our /tg/!
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>>22270887
>>22270899
>>22270910
Man, we really need to hype ourselves up to play MC.
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>>22270943
Have Yoshika or Robin be a distraction while the rest sneak on.


I have no better ideas.
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>>22270943
remember young this is a sneaking mission
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Also, STRIKE WITCHES CRIMSON is running concurrently tonight. It involves Witches in Canada. And Canadian Witches.

>>22269749
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Acquire Erica as assistant cause she is good at half assed off the cuff shit.
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>>22270943
Just walk up the ramp like you own the place and ask the pathetic sailor on duty for permission to come aboard.

What's he gonna do? Say no to a bunch of little girls?
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>>22270943
>Stowaway on the little boat

It's the proper way to get on a ship. It's tradition.

Also, who is with us? Just Yoshika and Robin?
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>>22270943
Assemble a crack team of ice cream deprived commandos
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>>22270943
Go to the hanger and have the girls use their strikers to lift a refrigerator right off the top of the deck.

GIVE NO FUCKS
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>>22270962
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6895XQItrg4
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>>22270947
Gayyyyyyyyyyyyy
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>>22270943
We need our orange crate for maximum sneaky
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>>22270943
Borrow boat
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>>22270943
Find Spaghetti Goblin
Throw her in the water
Shout 'man overboard'
then this >>22270984

Highlights of this plan include implying Zucchini is a dude.
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>>22270977
We need as many wingmen as possible. Except Katherine. She's Navy, and therefore the enemy.
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Also, for future reference, the ship looks like this, but with a main battery of 12 14-inch guns instead of 8 16-inchers.
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>>22270943
why are we attempting to complicate this?

We walk in and anyone that tries to stop us from getting ice cream is going to be asked if -they- want to be the asshole that wants to tell the thirteen-year-old, sad, crying, ADORABLE witch that she can't have ice cream?

And we'll make them tell her IN FRONT OF PRESS CORPS
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>>22271057
And where would the ice cream be located? THIS IS IMPORTANT INFORMATION
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>>22271048
The more people we have, the harder it will be to pin it all on us.

Bonus points for roping in any officers.
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>>22271073
take a WILD guess..
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For real though why can't we just find a sailor and get one of the little girls to ask him for ice cream?
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>>22270943
Walk right in.

WE GIVE NO FUCKS
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>>22271073
in the galley
>>22270948
I find the best way to do this is with alcohol, as MC would want
>>22270943
>steal boat
>steal uniforms
>navy it up
If we hid in a shell crate, that'd put us in a magazine...aka too fucking far away from the galley and the ice cream
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>>22271073
...like I'm gonna tell you lot.
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>>22271086
Up here?
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>>22271066
...actually, you make a good point.

We could potentially take that further and request some for the party.
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>>22271093
Sure we could. But where's the fun in that?
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I see the voters are wasting no time going full-150% retard.
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Oh look another fucking Strike Witches thread.
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>>22271111
yep you got it!
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>>22271127
It's what we do best.
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>>22271112
>>22271117
this would work until PF has us run into a marine. They are immune to cute
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>>22270943
Use that boat.
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>>22271080
We're ALL officers. Every last one of us. You have to be if you're a pilot.
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>>22271132
Go back to france hitler.
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>>22271132
Oh look a dead man!
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Who do we have with us currently?
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>>22271080
"Hey, Rommel, Patton, c'mere. I got a job for you."
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>>22271172
Robin and Yoshika, I think. Minna may be nearby, seeing as she was last seen with Yoshika.
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>>22270943
There's got to be a ramp, right?
Can't we bluff our way aboard? Maybe impersonate Navy, or even better, Marines?
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Tapping Robin and Yoshika on the shoulders, you tilt your head to the side in a "come-along" gesture, and get them to follow you. Hiding in the scrubby bushes that grow near the shoreline, you shelter from the forklift headlights moving to and fro from the ship until you get near the dock. It's a massive, long, and very old affair, built long before the Great War. The cranes are creaky and rust-stained, but still serviceable, as they're swinging crates of ammo onboard without any trouble.

Taking shelter behind a large... posty thing, what which they tie big ropes to the ship to hold it to the dock, you size up your objective. Aside from the crates being swung aboard to be lowered near the primary magazine's loading hatches, there's a single gangplank near the stern of the ship where traffic to and from the shore is being routed.

"Yep," a tired-sounding voice says from below. "That's a barnacle, Jim."

Peeking over the crumbling, battered edge of the concrete dock, you see a light in the darkness below, a feeble flashlight beam playing over the California's hull.

"Looks good to me," somebody else replies, and you hear an idling motor putter a bit. The light turns on again about twenty feet further down the hull, almost directly below you.

"Are we even DOING this right?" one of the men wonders.

>STEALTH
>SEXY
>BOUNCE
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>>22271182
>Implying Patton isn't ducking down behind a crate with his tank witches discussing a plan to steal the Navy's ice cream
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>>22271201
>what which

You mean with?
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>>22271201
>BOUNCE

SUP HOMOS HOWS BEIN IN THE NAVY WORKIN OUT FOR YA
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>>22271201
>>SEXY
this is always the best option
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>>22271201
>SEXY

And I'm talking about MC
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>>22271201
SEXY STEALTH BOUNCE

I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WILL LOOK LIKE BUT I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT AND I'LL NEED A CIGARETTE AT THE END
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>>22271127
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>>22271201
>STEALTH
This is a sneak mission.
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>>22271201
>SEXY

We need to take off our jacket and say hello.
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>>22271201
SEXY STEALTH BOUNCE
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>>22271201
>stealth operator time
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>>22271217
>STEALTH

Let's try to do this right before resorting to the usual resort of mass mayham.
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>>22271143

If a marine tries to stop us, we'll drag his ass over to the nearest press corps and shout "DID YOU JUST TELL THIS CRYING, YOUNG LADY SHE CAN'T HAVE ICE CREAM, MARINE?"

Actually, if we could lure a lone press corps guy away from the herd, we could give him an EXCLUSIVE STORY and let him cover the GREAT ICE CREAM RAID.
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>>22270947

Faith Hill sucks and so does her SNF song.
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>>22271222
>>22271224
Jump down on top of the screaming. While naked.
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>>22271223
>>22271224
>>22271233
Is it finally time to show off our strip routine?
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>>22271182
They were who i had in mind

>>22271201
>STEALTH BOUNCE
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>>22271201
Bounce.
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>>22271201
No matter what we do it's going to be sexy. I vote stealth.
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>>22271201
>STEALTH
>SEXY

Try and sneak past them - when/if that doesn't work, deploy Robin & Yoshika as distractions. Sailors _should_ be forgiving of a quest to get two cute girls some ice cream.
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>>22271201
>SEXY STEALTH
I dunno, it called to me.
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>>22271256
What? We're the sexy around here!
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>>22271256
>sailors
>heterosexual
We're the sexy here.
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Time to pull out your Brit impression, and use it to BOUNCE.
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>>22271256
>Sexy
>Robin and Yoshika

What? We're the sexiest.
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>>22271201
>>22271201
I vote for stealth, then sexy
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>>22271284
>>22271271
>>22271265

MC: COMPLETELY HETEROSEXUAL
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>>22271223
>>22271224
>>22271233
>>22271234
>>22271264
>>22271294
NO, NOT SEXY! They are Navy.
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>>22271336
>They are Navy.

That's the point.
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>>22271336
That's why it would work.
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Sneaking mission, etc, A SECURITY CAMERA!?
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>>22271298
Come on!
Just because she's the one not wearing the breeches?
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>>22271373
I wondering if Minna would approve of this.
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>>22271401
if she was with us, we'd have a good sexy option.
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>>22271401
She shoulda thought of that before she damn near raped us in front of our father. Now we HAVE to get that bitch ice cream.
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>art by Rapestove skiddly-boo-bop

Crouching in the chilly night wind, you review what you know about the Navy in general and sailors in particular:

1. Gay as hell.
2. White uniforms.
3. Navy recruiting posters are gay as hell.
4.They spend a lot of time stripped to the waist man-handling huge phallic objects, ramming them HARD into those gaping breeches.

You stroke your chin thoughtfully as a ingeniously simple plan winds its way through your head.

"ROBIN!" you hiss. She crab-walks over, looking curious. You jab your finger at her. "ENRIBBON ME!"

Robin grins, and reaches for the ribbons securing her ponytails.

A few minutes of frenzied teenage-girl fingerwork later, you're looking fucking FABULOUS with your enribboned hair. You strip your torso coverings off, toss them aside, and perch upon the stanchion (yet another phallic-related Navy object) and wait for the launch to pass directly underneath you.

You fall upon them, swift and silent and terrible.
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>>22271401
We can only hope she never finds out what a strap-on is.

>>22271411
Not for the Navy.
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>>22271422
oh christ
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>>22271422
>Navy
>Gay

What explains Mack and Georgette then?
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>>22271443
there's exceptions to every rule
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>>22271443
Mack is a lesbian trapped in a male body.

Cis scum.
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>>22271422
oh god

it's happening
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>>22271443
Who?

And beard, most likely.
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>>22271443

Totally straight.
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>>22271443
Georgette is french, the french and as everyone knows the french are really gay. The French gay in her is cancelled out by the Navy Gay.
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>>22271443
Pity.
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>>22271422
Now strike a pose.
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>>22271422
NO PLANEFAG NO! YOU JUST WENT FULL NAVY!
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>>22271514
It's just a disguise.

And maybe a game of pretend.
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>>22271488
TR monster!
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>>22271481
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>>22271492
AWAKEN, MY SAILORS!!!

I don't even want to know what terrible forces this will unleash in their pants.
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>>22271443
Georgette is perfect.
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>>22271567
Excuse me?
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>>22271567
So that's what they call fucking nowadays. "Being". Hmm.
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>>22271597
that's pretty zen
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>>22271593
Nobody likes PERRINE!!!!
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>>22271597
that's DEEP

>>22271593
pfft
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And then you miss the fucking boat.

You impact the water in a perfect Squatting Mantis form, your spread knees and crossed arms making for an impressively wide, nutsack-first impact with the ocean water. As you stare up at the dim dock lights above the surface of the water, you reflect abstractly that landing IN the boat from fifteen to twenty feet above the water might not have been conducive to your health.

Then the early spring Channel water and the force of impact fight through your beer-numbed senses at about the same time, starting in your balls.

Adrenaline and horrible, horrible, mindless pain send you into savage, clawing swipes as you try to gut the ocean itself, TEARING out of her womb with horrible and frenzied force. You breach in a blast of spray and water, screaming bloody blue murder. Your clawed hands latch onto the gunwales of the launch and you fling yourself halfway over, hands already windmilling for purchase.

They find the jacket of a young sailor.

"WHAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGH!" you roar, pulling at the sailor violently in your attempt to board, seawater spraying from your shirtless chest and ribbon-bedecked hair.

The sailor screams.
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>>22271536
Join the Navy & ride the Waves!
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>>22271645
>he actually believes that
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>>22271687
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>>22271687
...mfw when I have no face to describe how hard I am laughing.

Pic related, I have no face.
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>>22271645
Ian does apparently.
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>>22271648
That's what she said!
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>>22271687
oh boy here we go
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>>22271645
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>>22271687
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>>22271687
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>>22271687
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>>22271687
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>>22271687
I'd say that turned out rather well for us.
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>>22271687
mfw
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>>22271768
That's not a face...
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>>22271768
>>22271780
that's not a face at all!
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>>22271768
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>>22271780
>>22271796
We've been betrayed!
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>>22271780
Jesus Christ he's right!
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>>22271816
Quickly in to the bunker!
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Quickly, faces!
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>>22271831
>Quickly, into the pillowfort!
fixed
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The sailor turns as white as his uniform, a shrill, high-pitched scream piercing the air, putting the boatswain's whistle to shame as he stares into the mad, lacy visage of Gaygoth, Deizen of the Fabulous Deep, risen from the inky depths to claim his anus. His muscles spasm with tremendous strength, and he simply leaps airborne, his back arching to execute a surprisingly effective, if clumsy and terror-driven, backwards dive.

Your feet still in the freezing-cold water, you turn to the next available handhold, the second sailor - and end up looking right down the muzzle of a Colt 1911 .45.

As you stare through the tiny little sights at the terrified eyes of the young sailor, you see the hammer falling in slow-motion.

A single, crisp "clack!" snaps through the chilly night air.
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>>22271847
Inb4 planefag murders pillowfort in an incredibly violent manner.
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>>22271857
WHY DID WE EVER THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA?
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>>22271857
BAD END
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>>22271857
Young? Young!? YOOOONGE!
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>>22271857
Load previous save. Choose Stealth this time.
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>>22271857
We gnome, we fine.
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>>22271857
>Implying mere bullets can fell Gaygoth
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>>22271857
We Kappa now.
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>>22271857
JAM!
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>>22271857
Not as planned!
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>>22271857
>UDED
>THUS BEGINS NO'OP QUEST
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>>22271857
>my face when the Navy carries on an empty chamber
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>>22271857
I KNEW THIS SHIT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN
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>>22271857
WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD TOP A CONE WITH THEIR BUTT
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>>22271874
>>22271873
>>22271857
Guys calm the fuck down. Young is Gnome remember? He is going to be fine. This has happened before.
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>>22271922
That's what planefag wants us to think.
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>>22271073
in the main freezer, which SHOULD be located if this is anything like most small boys/destroyers, in third deck, where the main freezer is. Also, there should be CS and random seamen.
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"I knew you Navy guys were shooting blanks"
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>>22271950
I was going to make the obvious joke at the end there. Be grateful I have better self control.
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You and the sailor exchange pants-shitting terrified expressions as the harmless "clack!" of the 1911's hammer falling bounces off the dock and the side of the ship with impressive reverb before vanishing.

"HA!" you squeal. "HA! GNNNNNOOOOME! HAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHHAHA-" your booze-bombed brain begins laughing hysterically as the Adrenaline Train flies off the dynamited bridge and plummets into ohmyfuckingod canyon. Your mad, wide-eyed laughter is unstoppable and constant, and you can literally see the man's thin resolve shatter and craze like smashed ice in his eyes.

He drops the pistol and flings himself into the water, becoming a ball of flailing limbs as he tries to swim away in all directions.
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>>22271422
>AF
>does anything useful
talk to me when you actualy defend freedom, instead of run while your land bases are raided./
>>22271443
its mad as fuck AF friends
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>>22271912

OH MY GOD I'M GOING BLIND
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>>22271968
Take his gun. Sakamoto could use it.

>>22271992
FEELS SO GOOOOOOOD
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CLEARLY this all went JUST AS PLANNED.

This is all that anyone else will ever need to know.

We have a boat!
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>>22271968
Shooting aliums is cool and all but inflicting primal terror on enlisted men is our true calling.
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>>22271972
your dress uniforms are terrible

holy shit
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>>22272007
>>22271968
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>>22272021
How lewd
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>>22272002
this
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>>22271968
>Boat captured
>Gun looted
>Sailors terrified

Now for that ice cream. And a blanket. Shit's cold.
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>>22271968
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>>22271972
>b-baka! I don't need your satellites! I can launch reece planes like it's 1943! Watch me!

Tsundare when the US Navy says it - hilarious, misguided earnestness when the PLN says it.
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>>22272021
hey, we have actual traditio on the E side (i still have my old uniforms in my closet somewhere) and my suit is pimp, and whites look good, unlike AF "hey lets 1950s suit it up, tradition? you mean 60 years ago? designs!
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>>22272064

>yfw the US Navy is tsundere for the Royal Navy
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Whatever people.

We are on a very important mission. Ice cream making machine. A most rare item that the Castle mysteriously lacks...

Wait... we're going to find out that there is an ice cream machine in the castle after this, aren't we?
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>>22272081
Talk to me when theres a battleship on the seas. Now your all fucking floating air fields.
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>>22272084
You, I like you.
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>>22272100
Navy bases normally have one in the O lounge, but this is a witch base, so no.
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>>22272064
That's the second reference you've made to having knowledge about the military use of recon satellites.

Care to talk about this fact?
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>>22272100
If there isn't Tesla would probably build one.
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>>22272100
>Ice cream machine

That one's easy, we just need to find an American sub that's being written off from battle damage or retired due to age and take their ice cream machine off their hands.
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>>22272104
are you a retard?
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>>22272126
>base full of young, emotionally stressed women
>no ice cream machine
How has Barin survived this long?
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>>22272125

>Oh, Royal Navy! I'm so sorry we have more carriers than you!

>'tis fine, ladies. Care to inspect my man-o-war?
>winkwinknudgenudge

>Of course, Royal Navy~
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>>22272064

... now I'm imagining Airforce-tan and Navy-tan being incredibly tsundare for each other. Army-tan is Airforce-tan's older brother, and is INCREDIBLY jealous that Airforce-tan is getting all the attention... and because of this, is sadly ignoring the desperate, hidden love of Marine-tan.

... the fuck am I smoking
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>>22272064
but .. planefag kun, we have our own satelites
(also ways to shoot them down, destroyer-class can shoot down satellites, reducing the AF's space mission to minimum, which is a key tactical point of view, and for total thermonuclear war.. satelites aren't going to last long. Really the AF's key mission is heavy airlift and GPS control, since they can barely handle the land leg of the nuclear triangle [loosing nukes, really, what the fuck]. sorry, just hating on the AF, since they seem to have the worst of all worlds!

>>22272104
targets?

>>22272100
See, if it was a modern ship, we would have to go to the main freezer, but I'm not sure if they had ice cream machines yet, I mean we SHOULd be able to steal one from England, they aren't that uncommon yet, but going into the main freezer means we will have to fight the hardest boss of the Navy.. CS MAN.
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>>22272100

Steal the one on the Cal.
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>>22272131
It'll throw lightning and pure SCIENCE! about as it churns out icy deliciousness. As is expected of our resident not actually Mad Scientist.
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>>22272151
We could always try to take the machine with us, rather than just claim the ice cream.
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>>22272129

(I read GlobalSecurity.org)

(for fun)
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>>22272157

And Army-tan and Marine-tan hate each other's guts.
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>>22272143
Subs are too small, Tenders had them. As did the base. My grandfather has the one from the fulgrim somewhere in his garage still.
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>>22272157
I don't know, but pass it over here.
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>>22272157
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>>22272195
Wrong, my good man!

Look up American subs in the Pacific War. I know for a fact that every sub from the Gatos onward had ice cream machines, and I think all the earlier classes that weren't the tiny-ass S-boats also had them. It was more-or-less an adjunct of the air conditioning, IIRC.
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>>22272151
well, apparently in the Pacific there was an ice cream ship producing ice cream for the entire Pacific fleet in 1945.. so that is our target, but yeah,

>>22272195
a tender, jesus christ those shits are.. well old and still deathtraps, mad respect for your grandfather
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>>22272230
The flags somewhere in the attic too. Its a cool piece of history.
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>>22272162
>OH HERRO AMERIHANN WE HAVV DER DEE AFF TWENTY WHUN DING-DONG IT BARRISTIC MISSIL KILL YOU CARRIER SO SWEET

>talk to the SM-3, bro
>talk to the SM-2, bro\
>talk to those converted Ohio-class boomers unleashing an ORGY OF TOMAHAWKS ON YOUR LAUNCH SITES so fast you won't even, like, shit son
>shit, son
>shit

it's

amazing
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>>22272268
i was one one of those ohios, it was fun times ( diego garcia is a.. fun place, SEALs are.. welp if nothing else halo got right, i literally met master chief on the boat)
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>>22272268
FUCK YEAH THUNDERCHILD
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>>22272268
>Thunderchild
;_;7
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>>22272212
Indeed, cause that's gotta be some good shit.
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>>22272268
>>22272350
has planefag even made a war of the worlds reference yet?
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>>22272389
Yes.

So has that other faggot questrunner who shouldn't be named lest we summon it from the bowels of the internet.
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>>22272230
I know the carriers had a deal going with the rest of their fleet that they'd give 5 gallons of ice cream for every pilot they brought in after battle.

The Navy guys used to brag about how they barely had time to get wet whenever they were shot down.
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>>22272417
huh, what thread was that in?
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>>22272157
>Navy-tan, Army-tan, Mari-tan
Like this?
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>>22272389
>martians invading
>use tripods as their main war machine
>are armed with heat rays

gee I wonder
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>>22272434
ALL OF THEM
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>>22272264
>>22272195
>That feel when you have too much 40K on the brain and call the Tender Fulton the Primarch Fulgrim.
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Thunderchild fuck yeah
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>>22272350
>New Generation
That was shit.
Original was far better.
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Ten to fifteen minutes later you're still giggling like a lunatic as Robin helps Yoshika con the launch close to the opposite end of the ship, the stern. As Yoshika cuts the engine and lets it drift closer, Robin scuttles up next to you and shows you the action of the sailor's dropped pistol again.

"He didn't even have a round chambered," she tells you again. "He forgot to rack the slide!"

"hee!" you reply incoherently.

She shakes her head. "You big baby. Put your damn shirt on."

You struggle your numb arms into the dry shirtsleeves as Yoshika waves at the deck. "Hey! Hey!"

Two men peek over the side, and do an immediate double-take.

"No time for questions!" Yoshika says, pointing at you, whom has gotten your arms tangled in the wrong sleeves and are shaking violently from a heady cocktail of alcohol-aggrieved hypothermia, drunkenness, and adrenaline crash. "Emergency!"

The sailors blink. Then,in a flurry of motion, they let down the lines. Yoshika scrambles nimbly from one end of the ship to another, quickly securing the lines to the brackets at stem and stern.

"Hoist Away!" she calls, and you feel the launch beginning to rise. The winch motor purrs satisfactorily, and soon you feel the boat being swung over the deck.

"Set it down!" Yoshika requests, and the keel strikes the deck with a wet WHANG!

"Cut it off!" she cries, and the purr of the winch dies off. The sailors rush forward to secure the launch as Robin and Yoshika help you stagger upright and out of the boat, the sailors politely dispensing with some of the usual formalities of boat-handling to allow you swift transport to the infirmary.

As if.
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>>22272494
Yoshika has got her act together.
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>>22272296
> i literally met master chief on the boat

I know, right? Those guys exist in a separate reality.
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>>22272523

They are TRUE HEROES OF THE IMPERIUM.
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>>22272494
>Yoshika is IJN
She knows what's up
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>>22272542
She's NAVY?

Well, we won't hold that against her.
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>>22272523
the problem is, the second they got off the boat they got into fucking trouble, getting beat up by the chicanos of Guam, (turns out even SEALs can get jumped!), or forcing E div to drag them out of bars, into our waiting cab. god i spent so much money on cabfare.
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>>22272549
So is Sakamoto
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Yoshika and Robin manage to hustle you belowdecks, out of the wind. In a small, cramped machinery space, filled with arcane and mysterious devices of unknown origin and impossible to discern purpose, you take stock of your situation.

"Ladies," you say ominously. "We're in the heart of the Beast.

>WAT FREAKING DO?
>acquire DISGUISE?
>acquire JEFFERY'S TUBES?
>acquire GUIDE?
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>>22272558
>the second they got off the boat they got into fucking trouble
True SEAL fashion
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>>22272577
>acquire GUIDE?
Find someone who's familiar with the ship, and talk circles around them until they help.
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>>22272577
aquire JEFFRY'S TUBE
(its probally a turbogenerator or some shit, fucking conventional ships, not even having unlimited power)
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>>22272577
>acquire GUIDE?

We have two witches, enough to convince someone, such as some relative newbie (named Wright perhaps)
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>>22272558
>the problem is, the second they got off the boat they got into fucking trouble, getting beat up by the chicanos of Guam

aaaahahahah oh god, I bet they never heard the end of THAT.
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>>22272598
>Wright
>newbie

He's been on the ship for months by now. He's not a "newbie" anymore.
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>>22272564
I don't think Japan had much of an Army Air Corp the way the US did, so I can tolerate that.
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>>22272577
If we're being over the top, there is only one choice.
>acquire JEFFERY'S TUBES?
WE SHALL STRIKE FROM THE VENTS
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>>22272577
>Guide
Maybe Yoshika has an idea where an ice cream device would be stored on a ship.

If not, we capture a sailor.
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>>22272577
[X] Acquire DISGUISE
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>>22272577
>acquire JEFFERY'S TUBES?
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Wait, are we still naked?
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>>22272577
>acquire GUIDE?

Heh heh heh, stupid Navy. We'll use you to steal the ice cream, and leave YOUR ass for the court martial!
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>>22272577
>Acquire ADAMS!!! Californias witch right?
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Yoshika knows ships right?
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>>22272577
>acquire GUIDE?

YOSHIKA! Your time to shine, newly-minted little sister!
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>>22272577
We need a disguise, and a guide of some kind.
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>>22272667
>implying ship layouts make sense
it has spaces that haven't been explored in months, strange non linear hiding spots, engine parts that should not exist, yet are leeching power, non linear non euclidean geometry, where Rickover himself waits...

>>22272651
more like captain's mast, its work to get a court marshal, you have to TRY. i literally broke probably 1 million USD worth of equipment and it sucked, but i didn't loose rank, (but there is a new procedure, so lol)
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>>22272767
What did you break?
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>>22272577
>DISGUISE
>TUBES
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>>22272798
...motor. it was badly wired but I was the guy who found it out when I started it up.. and it broke. details are .. no because the actual thing is SECRETS, but yeah, I broke it, explained what I did, had some upgrades, but because i was honest, I didn't get fucked. protip, never ever lie, it can only be worse.
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>>22272577
>acquire GUIDE?

We got Meeyafoogee, might as well use her.
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>>22272845
>Never ever lie, it can only be worse
That and they always know... Always...
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"To the ice cream!" Robin crows.

"To the ice cream!" Yoshika joins in.

"TO THE ICE CREAM!" you declare, thrusting your fist into the air. You turn, take one step into the narrow hallway, and then swivel right back again.

"Uhm."

"I think I can find the galley..." Yoshika says thoughfully. "But... uhm." She eyes you up and down.

"Right," you say, yanking your arms out of the wrong sleeves. You wrestle with your shirt briefly, before snarling at its reticence and pulling it off completely, whipping it against the bulkhead a few times to pacify it. You throw it over your shoulder for the time being. "Right, so where-to?"

"Uhm," Yoshika says, glancing away from you and blushing furiously. "Ithinkyouneedashirt-"

"GOT ONE!" you declare happily, waving it around. "And so does..." you squint at Robin, taking stock of her attire for the first time. "The fuck is THAT?"

"What?" she says, plucking at her tank-top. "It's General-Issue?"

"For midgets, maybe," you growl.

"NolikeaUNIFORM" Yoshika sputters. "Khaki, like the guys on deck. So you... uh... fit in?"

You look around you, then down at your bare chest, then flip the ribbons in your hair with one hand.

"Hand me a five-inch shell and I could be on a US Navy Recruiting poster," you say. "What's the problem?"

"LET'S JUST FIND YOU A SHIRT!" Yoshika all but yells, taking off down the hall at a gallop.
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>>22272881
"What's wrong Yoshika. Got a problem with big guns?"

And flex while we're saying it.
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>>22272881
>Yoshika has a crush on us.
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>>22272939
biiig guns
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>>22272939
"I think we need a vet, because these pythons are sick."

>>22272955
Missed the last thread I see.
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>>22272955
We can't help it if we're so manly!
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>>22272972
I was there for the little "trick" they pulled.

But still...
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>>22272955
>>22272972
>Yoshika is a brocon
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>>22272955
dawwww
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You catch up with her several minutes later, where she lurks by a hatch with wisps of steam coming out of it. "Okay," she says. "This is the head and the rain lockers."

You regard her with a look more glazed then a donut.

"... bathroom and showers," she translates. "There'll be sailors with no clothes on, so all you have to do is... go in there... and... get their..."

You cross your arms and shake your head violently. "Oh HELL no I am not walking into fagzone with RIBBONS in my fucking hair," you say. "YOU do it."

"B-b-b-but that's LEWD!" Yoshika squeals. "I-I-I can't j-j-j-ust - just-"

"Okay," you sigh, yanking the damn ribbons out and handing them back to Robin. "Just... I need a distraction. A way to bounce their asses out of there long enough to swipe something that fits."

Yoshika rubs her hair awkwardly. "Well, there is... one thing... do you have a lighter?"

"Why?"

"No reason," she says, starting to blush again. "Just some... a trick I learned..."
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>>22272956
What a retarded callsign. "Daughter of high breeding." Wow.
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>>22272881
As funny as this is, we're gonna get caught without a shirt, ribbons in our hair, aboard a ship, and then we're never going to hear the end of it from Sean or Ian.

Can we at least remove the ribbons?
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>>22273018
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>>22273027
Oh shit.
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>>22273027
FIRE IN THE HOLE
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>>22272956
Heidi has bigger guns.

>>22273039
Did you expect less from someone so full of noble pride?

>>22273047
Where were you when anon was going 255% retard?
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>>22273039
It's not her callsign, it's a title. She's based on this guy, who was named Heinrich Prinz zu Sayn-Wittgenstein. He was from a noble family.
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>>22273039
It's ok, she's voiced by seiba.
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The one thing I did not miss about SWQ: retards who insist on hijinks and doing them in the most retarded ways possible.
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>>22273068
>Where were you when anon was going 255% retard?

In our defense, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
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>>22273108
Just read the picture.
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>>22273027
>trick I learned

...she's gonna heat the water pipe, turning it to steam and making them run out of the showers naked.
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>>22272151

Apparently

>>22273150

is on way
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>>22273108
no, it didn't.
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>>22273172
one* even
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"... describe this 'trick'," you demand.

Yoshika approaches you, pulls you closer by one arm, stands on tip-toe and whispers it into your ear, the heat from her cheeks warming your ear.

"HA!" you snort. "Where the hell did you learn th-"

"ItwasareallylongtripfromJapanandboysaregrossOKAY" Yoshika stammers, squeezing her eyes closed.

"I'm sure," you say, still sniggering a little. "Okay, I'll need some paper..."

A few minutes later you swagger into the - the - the minimum headroom, you abrutly christen it, ducking your head to work around the damn pipes and stuff snaking around the ceiling. With your shirt over one shoulder, and still soaking-wet, you act like any man just out of the shower, and head for the usual post-shower ritual - the toilets.

You evaluate the posture of the men seated along the row of toilets against one wall, trying to evaluate the speed of their ablutions as they naturally try to hide it behind stony, impassive faces, as all men do when faced with such... public facilities. But, foremost amongst men, you are a master at knowing when somebody's full of shit, and soon you've claimed the choice seat, right at the "top" of the line, as Yoshika instructed you. The "Head" is a disturbingly simple, weight, space and machinery-saving contraption - beneath the single long bench with ass-seats in it is a long, sloped chute that carries the waste to the disposal at the far end; with a constant stream of water being pumped through from the near end, where you sit.

You reach into your pocket, and wait for Robin to make her move.
>>
We're gonna blow up the toilets and spray shit everywhere, aren't we?
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>>22273187
In no way can this possibly go wrong
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>>22273225
Why do you think I said Oh shit?
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>>22273225
thar be a shit storm a brewin
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>>22273187
This is a shitty plan
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>>22273238
more like "how can this NOT go horribly wrong?"
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>>22273225
Too bad we're not on a submarine. Then we could pressurize the shit.
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>>22273072
Yeah. And her name is Heinrike "Princess of Sayn-Wittgenstein". That would be her noble title.

That other thing is her callsign or something other, but it's still retarded.
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>>22273255
>pressurized shit
...see i want to scream but you..
ffghfghfg
dfgfd
like, literally that is a horrid idea
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>>22273068
>Heidi has bigger guns.
Well,yeah
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>>22273255
one U-boat sank because of a malfunctioning toilet
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>>22273276
There was a U-boat sitting in Hudson bay post war.
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>>22273276
Aint that some shit
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>>22273272
The best part is, my grandpa actually did it. Less than a week on the boat and he managed to cover COB in his own shit.
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>>22273225
It's like knowing over a portapoty when EVERYONE'S in it.
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>>22273276
Gotta love pressurization.
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>>22273311
I bet he is the reason why there is.. a toilet qual that.. fuck its the dumbest coner qual, you literally have a qual for a toilet.
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And how she moves. She stumbles in the door, looking sleepy and confused, a towel draped carelessly over one arm. She stumbles into a wall with obviously feigned clumsiness, but the impact makes... stuff... vibrate, and so her artless entry goes unnoticed.

"Uh... ah! Oh no! Wrong room!" she cries, and flees, her entirely-too-small tank-top holding the attention of every man present for a few long, crucial seconds.

"YEARF!" a man two seats down from you shouts, leaping off the bench. Soon the whole row of sailors are springing from the bench, slapping at their rears as the flaming wad of paper, pocket lint and whatever fills those nasty little firecrackers Robin habitually carries with her. From the howls and screams, the singing is quite spectacular - Robin knows her incendiaries rather well. The time-delay on full ignition proves spectacularly fortuitous, as the men round on the first man in the row with unsigned asshairs, allowing you to make a graceful exit as the men begin to argue and towels are hastily wetted under sink faucets.

With their owners thus occupied, you are free to stroll into the little annex with the tiny shelves and start selecting attire at your leisure.

That is, until several men wrapped arrive from the shower-side of the facility, wearing towels, dark scowls, and nothing else.

>RAT-TAIL MODO
>YOSHIKA, SAVE ME
>other?
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>>22273354
WERE A PILOT! NO ONE RAT TAILS LIKE A PILOT!
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>>22273354
>Abscond
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>>22273354
Grab clothes. Abscond.
"THE USAAF SENDS IT'S GREETINGS!"
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>YOSHIKA, SAVE ME

Oh crap.

On the other note, I'm not sure if Yoshika's shirt could fit Lynette, certain parts are too big for it.
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>>22273354
RAT-TAIL GO.

THEY STARTED THE HOMO!
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>>22273354
>RAT-TAIL MODO

Time to kick some faggot Navy ass.
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>>22273354
Rat-tail! Attack attack attack!
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>>22273354
don the Neon Samurai headband, and battle for honor
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>>22273353
No, they already had that I think. He was just dumb. He had a whole story behind it which I can never manege to reproduce, but it was as funny as hell.
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>>22273414
was it a diesel boat, or one of the early nuke boats,I'm curious now since grandfather could be anything from Gato to Carver
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>>22273395
I'm pretty sure it's not on our possession, despite being both outside and AT NIGHT (gasp)
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>>22273354
>RAT-TAIL MODO
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>>22273354
Just grab some clothes and bug the fuck out, but nonchalantly, so as to not arouse suspicion.
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>Robin caused the Navy genuine butthurt
So, what are we getting her for Christmas? A real plane?
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>>22273455
a man can dream Crix
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>>22273528
a gun that isnt a 40 year old bolt action rifle and a new uniform (read: one of those puffy parkas)
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You seize a soaking-wet towel, left dangling from the corner of a locker, and twist it into a tight rat-tail, swinging it around your head several times. "HA! ALL HAIL SORRO, WHIPPER OF PUNK ASSES! HAVE AT THEE!" You lunge forward, your rat-tail lashing for the torso of the closest sailor. He yells and trips backward, narrowly dodging the lash of your weapon. A singing towel-tip comes in from behind, but you're actually wearing pants, granting you a significant advantage. Somebody tries to tackle you from the side, but you twist at the hips and swing your towel cross-body in one smooth motion as you continue to lunge forward, smacking him across his bitch chops with nary a pause.

You swing your towel around your head a few times, keeping up a defensive pattern of whirling cloth, and size up the opposition.

The opposition currently consists of several pissed-off sailors who have removed their towels and are twisting them into rat-tails as they stare at you with dark, hateful eyes.

Your drunken brain processes this information and reaches a simple conclusion - you're humped.

Quite literally, if you know anything about sailors.

There's only one weapon left in your arsenal.

"STOP!" you bellow, snapping your towel into a line before you with both hands. "RAVETIME!" You try to focus your will, your Gnome Powers, and influence the lights to blink, to strobe, to DAZZIFY.

Instead, they blow out with a series of bright POPS! All that remain is the meager red glow of a few emergency lamps high on the bulkhead. Filtered through the shower-steam, all you can see is angry sailors emerging from a red fog, eyes dark and mouths grim as they flex and twist their towels, savoring the soon-to-be pilot souffle.

Until the ghost attacks.
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>>22273545
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>>22273453
Looking it up, seems it was a Balao-class.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USS_Blower_%28SS-325%29

This was sometime in late 1945 or early 1946, just after the end of the war. I can never tell like he did, but the best part was when the COB comes out onto the bridge, covered in shit, stares out and asks "Who did this?" And my grandpa slowly raises his hand.
...
And then there was this long silence.
...
And grandpa thought they were going to throw him overboard.
...
And then the COB growled "Clean this shit up" and went to take a shower.
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>>22273533
No dreams allowed
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>Filtered through the shower-steam, all you can see is angry sailors emerging from a red fog, eyes dark and mouths grim as they flex and twist their towels, savoring the soon-to-be pilot souffle.

how horrifying
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>>22273577
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>>22273577
>Filtered through the shower-steam, all you can see is angry sailors emerging from a red fog, eyes dark and mouths grim as they flex and twist their towels, savoring the soon-to-be pilot souffle.

my ass is clenching in fear
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You examine the phantom, almost amused. In the pristine state of Alcohol Awareness, your self-knowledge is at an all-time high, and you can recall all the times in the last week or so that battle-stress and close interaction with magic-slinging Witches has fried your brain. You know full well the THING before you, the hollow, empty space in the steam, lined with a faint blue glow, is simply a figment of your own imagination.

But the sailors don't know that. In fact, the superstitious bastards start screaming!

"Hahahahahahahahaha," you laugh confidently. "You morons! It's just a.. a..."

You frown as something important teases the edge of your mind. Something about figments. Something important. You recall the little incident of the Witch on the Wing, when you were fucking with Sean's head by pretending you couldn't see Kathy, even though he cou-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" you scream like a little girl, joining the mad stampede of naked men getting the HELL out of there. You manage to bodyslam your way into the hall, when something catches you around the ankles.

"ITS GOT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....." you trail off, reaching desperately for the fleeing, naked sailors as they abandon you to Ghost Rape, that most cruel of fates.

"Shut up, doofus," Robin growls from near your ankles. "It's just us!"

>indicate your feel
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>>22273695
full image?
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>>22273720
I'm feeling hugs.
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>>22273720
>I'm proud of you
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>>22273720
"Took you long enough"
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>>22273720
>indicate your feel

"Do you have clothes for me?"

It's time for us to actually get their ice cream and get off this thing.
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>>22273729
Fuck if I know, would have posted it if I had it.
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>>22273720
"Oh.

I can stop acting now?"
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>>22273720
"I'm proud of you girls."
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>>22273720
"I knew that."
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>>22273720
Crazed fear. Unrelenting terror.
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>>22273720
"You have devastated the rear ends of a locker room full of seamen.

I have never been prouder to call you two my sisters."
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>>22273720
"I knew that"
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>>22273729
Don't thank me, thank the internet.
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>>22273776
this
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>>22273729

http://danbooru.donmai.us/post/show/790202/3d_glasses-4koma-6-girls-aleksandra_i_pokryshkin-a
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>>22273720
So, this is going to provoke some mad shipboard ghost hunt/legend, isn't it?

Man in the sea, flaming ghost in the showers, and whatever else we pull tonight.
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>I'm proud of you
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>>22273789
is this for the movie or something?
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>>22273815
>(fabulous) Man in the Sea
>Flaming ghost in the head
sound like navy ghost stories alright
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>>22273862
I'm fairly certain that image was around before the movie.
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>>22273815
if we see any sailors disscussing it later we should mention how ships that dock at the castle have a tendancy to run into trouble further down the line.
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>>22273814
Why is there a popcorn tag?
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"... I knew that," you object

"Uuuuuh hhuuuuuuuuhhhh~" Robin drawls, rolling her head back and forth. "Uuuuuh huuuuh~"

"Shut up, nerd," you instruct her primly as you swiftly don your purloined khakis, simply pulling the pants on over your own. "Okay, Yoshika, lead on!"

"Right! The galley should be... this way!" She points, and tries to take off, but you clap your hands on her shoulders from behind.

"Yoshika..." you say sweetly, sinking down on your haunches. "Yoshiiikaaa~" you say softly, mouth by her ear.

"Wh-wh-wha-a-at?" she stammers.

"Where'd you learn THAT trick, with the ghost-made-of-shields, to empty a locker room full of naked young men?"

"MIO DID IT" she wails, and bolts away from you.

"Plausible," you mutter as you hustle to keep up, "but I wonder..."
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>>22273908
>scaring away our only source of ice cream
why would we want this?
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>>22273937
Not if we take the entire machine.
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>>22273937

Because they're naked and want to hump Young. In tha butt.
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>>22273921
One day she was peeping and she saw the trick.
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>>22273919
Look at Erica's hands.
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>>22273921
>MIO DID IT
and we left Sean alone with her?
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>>22273973
No no, I mean why does a popcorn tag exist?
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>>22273980
He can handle himself, that and he'd find that a turn on.
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>>22273989
Why wouldn't it?
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>>22273921
Young, you may be sending mixed signals to adoptive little sister.

This side of the doujinshi market, you don't want to do that.
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Properly dressed, attired, and equipped, your little team of witchandos manage to reach the galley unmolested. You and Yoshika barely warrant a second glance, but Robin draws plenty of lingering glances - sideways ones, as Yoshika's uniform clearly marks her a Witch, all but labeling Robin the same via association. You manage to reach the galley without further ado, and Yoshika has soon helped you locate the main freezer.

You're just emerging with two huge tubs of chocolate ice-cream tucked under each arm when you literally walk right into a man with an officer's cap of some kind - Super Chiefswain or something.

He looks you in the eye for several long seconds, then looks at the name stitched to your shirt-pocket, then back at you.

"What. Are. You. Doing," he asks pointedly.

>I AM STEALING ICE CREAM FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS
>I AM PLAYING HERE CATCH
>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
>Other?
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heh, I just noticed that the Badass of the Week this week is Robin Olds
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>>22274047
>Super Chiefswain
Someone needs to do a Super Mario photoshop of this.

>I AM STEALING ICE CREAM FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS

Though that third option drafted my sides and now they're warrant officers.
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>>22274047

>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
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>>22274047
>I AM STEALING ICE CREAM FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO? YOU GONNA STOP ME? THESE ARE FOR WITCHES! BITCH, STEP THE FUCK OFF!
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>>22274047
"I am taking these for morale purposes. The witches require ice cream."
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>>22274047
>>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-

only true option
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>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
This.

This this.
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>>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-

I'm getting played like a fiddle and I dont give a fuck
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>>22274047
>I AM STEALING ICE CREAM FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS
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>>22274047
>I AM STEALING ICE CREAM FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS

although option 3 is hilarious
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>>22274047
>>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
I think after midway through he will not want to hear any more. Perfect plan.
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>>22274047
"I'll never stop looking."

Then give him a dead stare as we slowly leave.
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>>22274076
This
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>>22274062
Hahahaha yes!

>>22274047
Well shit. I suggest option 3, but in case /tg/ has a sudden attack of the serious, "Well sir the head witch said she wanted ice cream. Given that she threatened to pitch me off the boat if I refused and sent these two to keep an eye on me, I thought it would be best to do what she said."

But go with option 3 please.
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>>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
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>>22274120
FUCKING THIS
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>>22274047
Goddammit, I know I'm walking right into it
>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
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>>22274047
"It's for the Witches, she's feeling lonely and homesick and what am I supposed to do when a little girl cries except get her ice cream?"
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>>22274047
>Other?
"A few witches are depressed and need ice cream therapy, sir."
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>>22274076
>>22274092
>>22274095
>>22274118
>>22274128
>>22274133
It's the fucking captain, we have no clue what a captain's cap looks like.
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>>22274132
>>22274120
Oh, we're retreading my steps, eh?

Very well then. Do it.
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>>22274047
>I AM STEALING ICE CREAM FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS
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>Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-
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>>22274120
HAHAHA YES.

Wait no, we need another reference. Look him dead in the eye, heft the tubs of ice cream, lean forward and say in your deepest growl, "I didn't ask for these."

Then walk out.
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>>22274173
Yeah. This. Pulling the same thing twice in a row is never a good idea.
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>>22274173
DO THIS PLEASE!!
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>>22274165
I'm going with this one. Senior NCO's know when you're lying to them.
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>>22274173
Deus Ex HR Reference is a go!
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changing my vote (>>22274115)
to:
>>22274173
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>>22274173
You do that and he'll have the Master at Arms on your tail in 3 seconds.
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One of these days we're going to actually get caught for this shit we do and then it'll become bureaucracy quest.
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>>22274062
>reading Robin Olds article
>he was actually a football beast
>Robin's football helmet
Planefag have I ever told you I love you?
even though he played for Army...GO NAVY
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>>22274322
You are a Typewriter Pilot of the 501st Joint Fighter Squadron...
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>>22274047
>THERE'S A GHOST IN THE SHOWERS IT DEMANDS ICE CREAM OH GOD I'M SCARED
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When you have no room to CRAZY IVAN, no altitude to BOUNCE and no blunt objects to apply to somebody's noggin, there's only one recourse.

A pressurized stream of pure horseshit.

"Captain said to bring two tubs of chocolate ice cream to his room and to wear somebody else's shirt and to have 'disheveled hair' when I came and I'm scared sir I don't want to go do I have to go I don't even know HOW to talk like a fireman I mean-"

The officer holds up his palm in a "halt!" motion, looking strained. "And... who the hell are these two?" he says, looking at Yoshika and Robin, each of whom have taken one of your arms to cling to.

"We're-" Yoshika begins, but Robin cuts her off with a hiss. "Captain gets angry if we talk, remember? He gets so angry!"

The officer before you scans the tableau he's faced with and turns pale.

".... sir?" somebody says from behind you. "What the hell is..."

"YOU! SEAMAN!" the officer barks. "TAKE THESE GUYS TO THE XO IMMEDIATELY!"

You turn around to look at the hapless seaman behind you, with the expression of one who's just caught a live hand grenade.

"Is... is he gentler then the Captain?" you ask plaintively.

"Not that it helps, considering where he pu-" Robin manages before the sound of the seaman's back impacting the bulkhead cuts her off.

"Take them, seaman! That's an order!" the officer stammers, white-faced, from a safe distance.

"I - I don't even know HOW to give it-" you say, prompting the seaman to start groping around with his free hand for a blunt object. Robin is about to add to the horror when you hear both sailors twang like twine suddenly snapped tight.

From the fore part of the galley, you see a man with a mug of milk in one hand and a full quart of fresh strawberries in the other. He looks at you, the girls, and the thoroughly-freaked-out sailors flanking you.

"CAPTAIN ON DECK!" the officer manages to squeak out, saluting so hard he smacks his forehead with the blade of his hand.
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>>22274352

And Patton actually designed a tanker helmet based on football helmets.

This quest is so easy, I just use all the crazy shit that actually happened and let it roll
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>>22274432

We fucked now. CRAZY IVAN THROUGH THE SUPER CHIEF IN FRONT OF US.
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>>22274432
Welp, we're boned. It's been a pleasure, gentlemen.
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>>22274432
welp
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>>22274432
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWMpeBSxfnQ
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>>22274492
RUN!
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>>22274492
OH FUCK RUN!
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>>22274432
Should have just told the truth and then run for it, but no, we just had to find a bigger shovel to dig a hole with.
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>>22274432
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>>22274492
dude, we're on a ship, we need the tanker version from mgs2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrsEjXTszOo
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Welcome to Whose Pants Are They Anyway, where everything's made up and common sense doesn't matter.

[spoilers]Fucking typos. Fucking "please wait longer before deleting your post.[/spoilers]
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>>22274552
Playing Strike Witches quest brings every ounce of /tg/s LOLRANDOM tendancies to the fore. Usually it's funny, sometimes it gets old.
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>>22274660
It's just not my night, is it.
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>>22274661
At this point it's still entertaining. We should get a move on and find the plot again soon though.
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>>22274661
it's been getting old as of late especially as it's stopping from even doing the ice cream theft right. Honestly I sweard it's /b/ and not /tg/.

>>22274695
You and the 20 other special ed kids voting.
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>>22274703
Stop and think for a second: MC Young is attempting to break into a WARSHIP and steal their ice cream. We were NEVER gonna pull that off straight.
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>>22274695
Stealing ice cream isn't enough of a plot for you?
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>>22274695
PF keeps a big ol list of "unresolved character interaction/plot threads". I bet he's giggling like a maniac
>>22274703
we're breaking into a battleship with 2 teenage girls to steal ice cream. I think this falls under the "demonstrably non-serious" area of military action that every vet I've ever talked to speaks of
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>>22274733
straight as opposed to doing 4+ retarded things?

I'm sure we could have done it without partially crossdressing.

>>22274765
that would imply he keeps track of such things.
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>>22274765
>>22274703
we're breaking into a battleship with 2 teenage girls to steal ice cream. I think this falls under the "demonstrably non-serious" area of military action that every vet I've ever talked to speaks of

That would be called Non-Judicial Punishment. Worse case is pencil pushing for a while given the circumstances.
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The Captain of the USS California contemplates the scene before him for several, long seconds.

"Well," he whispers, his voice low and rough. He takes a sip of his milk and appears to think for a few seconds. "Well."

After giving the matter some thought, he turns and looks straight at Officer Superswain. "Well, can YOU talk like a fireman?"

The officer's eyes glaze over, he makes a strangled sound - and then faints dead away. The Captain watches him, expressionless, as he slumps against the bulkhead and slowly slides down it like a bag of limp noodles.

"Yeeeaaaaaaaahhh," the Captain muses, still in a hoarse whisper. He checks his watch. "Nope." He looks at the terrified seaman. "Some Marines should be in for grub in..." he glances at his watch again - "two minutes, thirty seconds. Have them take these guys to the XO. His watch, his bloody problem."

The seaman nods, eyes wide as saucers.

"And..." the Captain says, looking down at the unconscious officer. "When he wakes up, tell him to check the torpedoes again, would you? Fluid levels."

The seaman nods hastily.

Giving you all an amicable nod, the Captain turns, sips at his milk, and flees the scene before any more responsibility can keep him from bed.

Two minutes and thirty-five seconds later, a dozen or so Marines enter the mess and hear Seaman Shrillbaby screaming for help from the galley.

Four minutes and sixty-eight seconds later, and you are being dragged across the deck by two Marines mostly coated in melting chocolate ice-cream.
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>>22274825
Better than expected.
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>>22274825
aw shit
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>>22274825
I think we might actually get court martialed for this.
...
...
...
Nah.
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>>22274852
Not the captain's problem. He's about to go to bed. The *XO*, on the other hand...this IS his problem.
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>>22274825
Your brig can't hold a pilot. Just you wait and see.
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>>22274820
I foresee "wall to wall counseling" in our future.

>>22274825
Well, that's not so bad then.
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>>22274825

So, who is ready for a yelling from the ships brass then a possible stay in the brig?
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>>22274825
>poorlittlepilot.jpg
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just remember to bite the pillow
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>>22274825
Worth it.
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>>22274825
>After giving the matter some thought, he turns and looks straight at Officer Superswain. "Well, can YOU talk like a fireman?"
>The officer's eyes glaze over, he makes a strangled sound - and then faints dead away. The Captain watches him, expressionless, as he slumps against the bulkhead and slowly slides down it like a bag of limp noodles.

That is not the correct response, Officer Superswain!
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>>22274940
>Worth it.
To lose the ice cream, and instead of being able to give it to our little sisters, having it melt in our arms?
To basically being a failure, even with their assistance?
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>>22274825
but...but...the ice cream for our sisters!
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>>22274973
>having it melt in our arms

If anything, it looks like we threw it at the Marines.

So yeah, worth it.
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>>22274825
>Four minutes and sixty-eight seconds later

That's a funny way of saying five minutes and eight seconds, guy.
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>>22274976
tell that to the XO bub
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[x] Touch fluffy marines
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>>22274973
>>22274976
>>22274986
What makes you think the ice cream wasn't eaten in the mess hall? Well, the stuff we didn't throw at the sea folk.
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>>22274995
we probably will
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You've been hauled to a point near the aft of the ship, right near the gangplank. Situated near it is a kind of podium-like desk, with a man in dress whites and an officer's cap leaning against it. The Marines, one on each arm, drag you right up behind him and snap to attention, waiting for him to notice.

The officer tilts his neck, eliciting several sharp pops from his spine, before turning. "What's the matter, Gen...."

He takes in the situation.

"Wha?"

"We caught this man and these two girls trying to steal ice cream from the freezer," one Marine says.

The man - presumably the XO - examines the chocolate-frosted Marine mugs. "Tried?"

"Very hard, sir," the other Marine says with an edge to his voice.

"All right," the man says, pulling his hat off and setting it on the podium behind him. He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs. "And you girls... are Witches."

"Yeah!" Robin says defiantly, striking a dramatic pose and 'accidentally' stepping on a Marine's foot.

"Y-yeah," Yoshika stammers, looking very, very scared.

The XO of the California sighs, and slumps against his podium.

"There is going to be so much god. Damned. Paperwork," he moans.
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Ok here is one way to save our ass, immediately counter-bitchout the XO. Claiming you were testing the security of the ship, if one drunken pilot and 2 little girls can get that far in before being caught, what about the martians? We got caught cause we just stole ice cream, what if the alien scum wanted to plant a bomb?
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>>22275046
We can pretend this never happened.
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>>22274989

YOU'RE ON A BOAT

THEY COUNT THEIR MILES WITH DIFFERENT MILES (WHICH, IN 1943, WAS DIFFERENT THEN THE ROYAL NAVY'S DIFFERENT MILE, TOO)

THEIR SPEED IN KNOTS

AND THEIR DEPTHS IN FATHOMS, WHATEVER THE FUCK THOSE ARE

so you're pretty much obligated to count time retarded, as well

if you don't think navy does time retarded ask any sailor about the 4-hour watch schedule
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>>22275071
well shit, this is now unnecessary
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>>22275071
You're caught, got angry Marines on your flanks, and in front of the XO. No amount of BSing is going to save you now.
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>>22275046
Ask if we can have some more ice cream.
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>>22275073
Just give us the ice cream and we can pretend none of this ever happened.
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>>22275046
this. never. happened.
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>>22275119

Nigga please, we BS'd General fucking Patton. We can BS this scrub XO.

Wait, didn't we already deal with a Navy XO? Can't we just do that again? They seem to be pussies.
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>>22275186
we had an exponentially increase effect on that XO due to having Pappy boyington in the same room as us.
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>>22275186
Perhaps, but the situation is still stacked heavily against you, especially getting caught in the act like you did.
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"... wait," the XO says. "Wait. I forgot where I am!" He turns back to his podium, picks up the handset on a small phone, and dials 0.

"Yes. Major Sakamoto's office, please." He waits patiently, drumming his fingers on the podium as the phone rings. "Mio! It's Nicholas." He says something in Japanese, giving you and your girls a sidelong glance as he does. Mio replies, and he nods, smiling a little. He opens his mouth to reply -

- and somebody on the other end starts shouting so loudly you can pick up the cacophony clear from where you stand, including some sort of loud banging sound on the other end. "Nicholas" grips the receiver tightly, his tired, half-mast eyes widening fully as he listens to the commotion.

Sakamoto's voice floats through the air again, speaking Japanese.

"H-hai," Nicholas manages. Sakamoto's hearty GAH HA HA! punches down the copper wires and out of the earpiece, and she says something final.

"Arigato," Nicholas says, and, very gently, sets down the receiver.

"She's sending somebody to get you guys," he says. "She's...." he swallows. "She's busy." He glances at Castle Barin, looming ominous against the moon-backlit clouds, and shakes his head slowly, as if he can see the maelstrom of Crazy that surrounds the place like a black aura.

It's a moment begging for a line.

>wat say
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>>22275299

"Thank God we're not in charge of anything important."
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>>22275046
Why dont we just explain that these little girls are fighting a long and bloody war while we adults can barely hold our ground, their seeing hell on the battlefield, and that we decided that icecream is the least they deserve.

I mean these are grown men, do they really need chocolate icecream that badly?
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>>22275332
they're*
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>>22275299
"So...can we get more ice cream then?"
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>>22275299
"You know Mio?"

Something along those lines, the more we get away from the ice cream topic, the better. and I hope that nothing really important was interrupted. We do not want a crouchblocked Mio to take her frustrations out on us.
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>>22275299
looks like Sean's doing his job
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>>22275299
This calls for a comment involving our air crew, and "Riding" references to saddles, horses, and/or other forms of transportation, ending with "That poor lucky bastard."
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>>22275299
''You know, we are having a party of the island right now, and you look like you need a break.''
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>>22275364
THIS
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>>22275299
"So....about that ice cream. Another two tubs?"
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>>22275299
Say nothing. Just jump over the side of the ship.
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>>22275299
"I don't want to die. Please throw us overboard."
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>>22275299
more like gettin' busy amirite
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>>22275390
...oh fuck she is going to KILL US!
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We shall say:

"Sir, with all respect, if Major Sakamoto is busy, I would rather be in your brig than brought before her right now."

Because this is TRUE.
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>>22275416
I'm more worried about Shawns pelvis.
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>>22275429
Screw the brig we're going into the sea.
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>>22275299

"Sounds like she is enjoying herself... Wait, you know her?"
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>>22275299
We're gonna die.
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>>22275299
"well. I hope sean still has a pelvis in the morning."
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>>22275493
Tesla will build him a better pelvis. With radar and lasers.
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>>22275299
"I think I could HEAR the pregnancy over the phone. Somewhere between the first and second Ha."
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>>22275514
Infact, screw the pelvis
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>>22275486
Oh god, Minna is coming? JUMP OVER THE SIDE, QUICK!
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>>22275486
they will kill us both....I hope we have a good hiding spot
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>>22275299
oh boy
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whether or not we jump over the side of the ship is dependent on who we see coming to get us.
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>>22275299
"I suppose I'll have to make sure Commander Minna is 'busy' tonight too, if I want to survive this."
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>>22275299
"I just wanted some god damned icecream."
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>>22275545
There's hilarity, and there's "WATCH ME EAT MILITARY REGULATIONS MMMMM NOMNOMNOMNOM"
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>>22275299
"I was like you, once. It's this place. It's these people.

Get out while you can."
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>>22275544
Who won't we jump over the side of the ship for?
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>>22275583
and this point....no one
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>>22275579
Voting for this one.
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>>22275583
Shirley?
Lynette?
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>>22275583
Gentlemen, we have but one recourse...
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>>22275583
Hartmann, Ian, Chuck, Shirley, Sanyan, Spaghetti Goblin, Chris, Lynnette, Kathy, etc.
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>>22275591
The main difference is if it's Minna we'll pull her over the side with us.
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>>22275299
Sounds like someone's having a good time. In fact, you might say...

>Put on sunglasses

They're having a long, hard knight. Pun intentional Play the music!
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"You know Mio?" you ask.

He sighs, and leans against his podium. "Yeah. Pre-war. 1939, I was on the Augusta when we delivered the ashes of the Japanese Ambassador to Tokyo. Big diplomatic event, formal Officers Ball, the works. One of the civvie dignitaries had a little too much to drink and got a little fresh with her. She beat him down with a punch bowl." Nicholas sniggers a little at the memory. "She was a bit self-conscious about her eyepatch. I complimented her on it." He taps his face. "When I got MY eyepatch, she thought that was funny as all hell, of course."

"Eyepatch?"

He blinks both his eyes. "... yes?"

You squint at the man, hard, and his eyes seem to merge together in the middle and slide outward again, except now they're both eyepatches.

".... oh, I see now."

"You get your bell rung?"

"Somewhere between covering us in ice cream and beating us with the steel containers it was in," one of the Marines grows. "Yeah, he did."

The XO shakes his head, obviously trying to clear the fog of mental exhaustion. "Well... just hold him upright for a minute more." He turns as something catches his eye - the headlights of a jeep tearing down the path from Castle Barin. "That was fast," he mutters, reaching for the binoculars dangling on a cord 'round his neck. He raises them to his face, and his expression immediately sours.

"Marine, you've got two eyes. C'mere," he says, handing the binoculars over. "What does that look like?" he asks, pointing to the jeep, which is just screeching to a halt.

The Marine observes for a few moments, and lowers the optics. "Permission to speak freely, sir?"

"Granted."

"Faglord parade, sir."

"Isn't it, now," Nicholas mutters. He leans in and whispers something to the Marine, who hands over the binoculars and goes bounding into the aftercastle, a man on a mission.
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>>22275633
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>>22275364
>>22275579

Considered these saved for later.
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>>22275636
Run away, the buttpirates are coming.
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>>22275636
Tesla?
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>>22275640
I'm not apologizing.

>>22275636
Oh boy I can't wait.
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>>22275691
Leigh-Mallory and Maloney.
Who else could it be?
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>>22275636
Fuck! FUCK! Its the press! FUCK!
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You watch, rather curious, as the Faglords parade up the gangplank towards you. They all seem to have RAF uniforms on, and are carrying Sten guns with no stocks, just slings. As they draw closer, your double vision makes it hard to make out their faces, but the man in the lead has a dress uniform on. Without breaking stride they stomp onto the deck, the armed men automatically fanning out on each side of the officer, scanning the deck and the superstructure, their weapons taught against their slings.

The one in the lead walks right over to Nicholas, nods at him perfunctorily, and then stares right at you.

With an effort of will, you squeeze your brain down to relieve the pressure on your eyes, and manage to resolve the man's face into something recognizable.

"I've got you now, you miserable little shit," Maloney says with a cold hiss.
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>>22275731
NEON SAMURAI BRIGADELION
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>>22275743
somehow i see that pic as his actual face
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>>22275743
Oh wait. Its the RAF bastard.

Were American. Take us to Patton fuck wad.
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>>22275743
"I'll never stop looking"
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>>22275743
"You had me at hello though"
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>>22275743
CRAZY IVAN!!
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>>22275743
Mioust really be pissed at us for interrupting her spring compression excersises to sic maloney on us
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>>22275767
love it
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>>22275767
FUCKING DO IT
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>>22275767
And then jump over the side.
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>>22275636
>One of the civvie dignitaries had a little too much to drink and got a little fresh with her. She beat him down with a punch bowl.

I wouldn't doubt it for a moment.

Guys I don't think it's a voting post as it doesn't have a "wat do" or such. Use your brains for once.
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"someone is getting snap rolls later"
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>>22275743
I forgot about the ice cream clause in the UCMJ
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>>22275743
Crazy Ivan, steal their jeep.
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>>22275743

Where the hell is that Marine at? He better be setting up to troll these limey pricks.
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>>22275743
"Oh, thank God, it's you. Now we have someone who can talk like a fireman."
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>>22275767
Do this.
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>>22275767
oh my god, DO IT
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>Inb4 Neon-Samurai Marine shouts GOJIRA and tackles Maloney off the ship
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>>22275743
Maloney/MC OTP
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>>22275849
we salute that man!
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>>22275767
pffft
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>>22275857
I support dis 5ever
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>>22275743
They're aboard the California without permission. I say have the XO remove them.
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"You had me at hello, though~" you say innocently.

Maloney seems to inflate like a very angry white balloon, his eyes bloodshot and mad. "You're dead, you little glory-hound bastard. You're dead meat. You're in England, and no matter what your military will or will not do, English civil authority has some things to say about your bullshit - and now, NOW, those little pip-squeak BINTS-" he sweeps a scathing glare over Robin and Yoshika, "-those goddamn Witches can't do a damn thing to stop me, off their land. You were mine the instant your feet left the island's soil."

Maloney smiles, broad and wicked.

"You, sir, are under arrest."
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>>22275962
"three words! fuck the police"
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>>22275962
>You were mine the instant your feet left the island's soil

"Now you're just being forward"
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STRIKE WITCHES will resume SUNDAY, 8:00 PM EST (-5 GMT) because I just can't wait a week to continue this it's too much of yes and everything

BE THERE OR BE SQUARE
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>>22275962
>in England

DIS A US NAVY SHIP YOU CRUMPET EATING FAGLORD
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>>22275962
United States Military Vessel
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>>22275962
don't trust the MPs, no justice no peace
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>>22275962
get a load of this guy
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>>22275962
>American Vessel
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>>22275962
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sSNREtboX3s

change it up a bit and were golden
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>>22275986
PLANEFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG
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>>22275962
I activate my trap card! SOVEREIGN TERRITORY
You on the USS California, which is territory of the good old US of A!
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>>22275984

okay that's

pretty good
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Wait, England has authority over what happens on an American ship?
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oh we must pay mio back for this!
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>>22276005
i try
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>>22276012
>>22276004
>>22275998
>>22275997
>>22275994
>>22275990

Call me crazy...but I don't think he cares. Since, you know, he has armed MPs.
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>>22275990
>>22275994
>>22275997
>>22275998

Yeah, Maloney, he knows that, he thinks he can get around it but

he

he didn't think through ALL the angles, here
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>>22275986
This is the best christmas vacation ever
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>>22276019
here
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>>22275962

Let's see how far that gets when Eisenhower hears that Maloney has arrested a MoH recipient and national hero for trying to unwind after a few weeks of insane dealings with witches, aliums, and total lack of sanity for miles around.
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>>22275962
A British officer trying to arrest an American war hero aboard an American battleship?

Nope. 100% outside his jurisdiction, and politically unsound to boot. If he doesn't like it he can take it up with the Supreme Allied Commander. On Sunday we get to see how bad he gets fucked on this one.
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>>22276005
>mfw that's a fair approximation of how deme looks.
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>>22275962
>"You, sir, are under arrest."
"And you, sir, are on a US Navy Warship.
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>>22276027
We jump off the side and swim back the the island. Problem solved.
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>>22276041

Maloney will have Eisenhower's boot so far up his ass, the Brits have to use a goddamn bomber to pull it out.
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>>22276027
Aboard a UN naval vessel with two witches, a gnome, and a shitload of marines.

The XO gives the word and there isn't thing one Maloney can do to stop them removing him by force, and if he tries to resist he could be shot.
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>>22276092
>UN
I mean US. Fuck, it's only 10:30, why am I this dumb already?
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>>22276017
oh yes we must pay her back for sending this asshole to get us...
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LAST TIME ON SLUTWITCHES:

Oh no. You're not that stupid. Last time she nearly ran you over with a Jeep before hurling you towards the ceiling at nearly trashing your beloved plane. Well. Mostly. You're not letting go, as awkward as it is.

"Aren't you...going to let go now? We're safe now..." she asks.

"Never. You nearly killed me, the Widow, and yourself. I'm not letting you go."

She looks away. This is your chance. Demand answers. That's what you decided, right? Answers. You need them. You'll get them. You just need to figure out how to ask without obviously getting into territory that might be too weird. Simple. You've got plenty of time. Robin's not struggling, just letting you stay where you are: your head against her chest, hearing her heart beat and feeling her chest expand as she breathes. Huh. She's warm. It's comfortable, actually, sitting here like this. What were you going to do, again? It's been a long time since you just hugged Robin-

"...Alright already!" she yells. "I give up, dammit!"

You blink. "Give what up?"

"...I...um...You wanted to know why I said I'd gut you for a broken heart."

Oh yeah.

"It's because..." she trails off, faultering.

"Yes?" you prod, experimentally squeezing her.

"Because only you can break it!"

[ ] I'd never do that to you!
[ ] I'm your brother, how could I break it?
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WAIT A FUCKING SECOND

IS THIS THE SAME MALONEY FROM THE ANIME?
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>>22276108
Oh boy, here we go.

>[X] I'd never do that to you!
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>>22276108
[ ] I'd never do that to you!
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>>22276045

inorite

>>22276112

YES. In the anime he was a stand-in for Leigh-Malleroy. In SWQ he's Leigh-Malleroy's adjutant, basically his right-hand man.
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>>22276108
[x] I'd never do that to you!
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>>22276112
Yes, he and Mallory from reality have formed a two headed monster of terrible strategic decisions, incompetence, and stupid british 'officers should be gentlemen even when they are little girls' bullshit
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>>22276154
ah, that explains that then

he's (not) gonna build giant death robots is he?
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>>22276162
so this, then
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>>22276182
Yes.
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Well then. It would appear that it is time for us to question our priorities. What would we rather do here, get away from trouble, or turn this situation around to get Maloney removed for overstepping his authority in *incredibly* retarded ways.

We have Robin. We have Miyafuji. Maloney isn't here for them. Send them in to go be adorable for the press after Maloney arrests us, and it is entirely possible that he will be *finished.*

And considering that he's not only clearly unbalanced if he puts this much priority on taking us down, but it seems like those in the know consider him BAD PLAN for heading British Air Command...

And he's quoting British *Civil* Authority. He is military man, he come with MP's. I see no civil authority!

...At this point, we might be able to get him crucified *without* getting arrested.
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>>22276182

I have no idea.
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>>22276201
This is assuming Mack doesn't shut him down for trying to do this on a US Naval vessel.

How about in the future using your brains instead of making /b/ look like geniuses. This way we might finish before thread 300.

Also is there going to be any good writefaggotry tonight?
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>>22275986
I KILLS YOU.

>>22276108
You on the other hand are a cool guy.

Ah well, back to Joker Quest.
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>>22276203
have mercy on us, most benevolent Planefag!
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>>22276232
QUICKLY! SOMEONE ACTIVATE THE BOAT SIGNAL SO WE CAN SUMMON PBS!
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>>22276232
>This way we might finish before thread 300.

What exactly are we trying to accomplish? How would we "finish"?
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>>22276294
By dying. Duh.
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>>22276294
we kill the Aliums or we die horribly
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>>22276294
We finish as President of the United States of America, with Minna as FLOTUS.
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i can't be the only one who plays the strike witches 2 ending theme whenever we finish a session right?
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>>22276305
>>22276319
Then why not stick a gun to our head and blow our brains out? Do we really have nothing to live for?
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>>22276294
All Martians dead.
Minna and MC have dealt with all baggage.
Sean is not dead from having no pelvis.
Ian and Perrine figure all shit out.
Figure shit out for all Witches.

Something like that.
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>>22276342
Well the ice cream melted when we threw it on the marines so...
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>>22276353
you forgot
>Become bro's with Maloney
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>>22276353
So what, we're about 69% there?
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>>22276384
Nah, we have maybe 20%.

There's a fuckton of martians left and there is no way all the witch shit is figured out.

Mina and MC might be 69%
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>>22276353
>All Martians dead.
It's kinda dumb to even consider that. We're just one man. We can't personally kill every martian.

>Minna and MC have dealt with all baggage.
What baggage do we have left? Short of asking her to marry us, we've got nothing left to deal with. And we've got the rest of our lives to do that. Although, come to think of it, we never did get her a birthday present.

>Sean is not dead from having no pelvis.
Sean's a big boy. He can take care of himself.

>Ian and Perrine figure all shit out.
Other the the statutory rape, they're good. I don't see what were supposed to do.

>Figure shit out for all Witches.
ALL of them? We can't go looking after every lost puppy. We can't solve all their problems. Sure, we can help, but we can't do everything.
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>>22276108
[x] I'm your brother, how could I break it?
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>>22276492
>It's kinda dumb to even consider that. We're just one man. We can't personally kill every martian.
True, but PF can write about how we help the war progress so eerrybody else can help kill martians.

>What baggage do we have left? Short of asking her to marry us, we've got nothing left to deal with. And we've got the rest of our lives to do that. Although, come to think of it, we never did get her a birthday present.
Well, our father currently thinks we're in a 3 person relationship. We'll have to figure that out.

>Sean's a big boy. He can take care of himself.
True, but we're pilot so we have to but in.

>Other the the statutory rape, they're good. I don't see what were supposed to do.

PF will make issues, because thats what he does.

>ALL of them? We can't go looking after every lost puppy. We can't solve all their problems. Sure, we can help, but we can't do everything.

Maybe, but our behavior so far has us at least trying.
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>>22276201
moar fapfic
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>Although, come to think of it, we never did get her a birthday present.

How a bout a (slightly used) Ice-cream machine?
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>>22276201
but we can't keep fucking with him if he's fired
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>>22276737
... hmm.
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>>22276563
>True, but PF can write about how we help the war progress so eerrybody else can help kill martians.
I suppose so. But in the end the war will go on with or without us. We've done more than our part, so why go on and on until we inevitably die? They might not even let us go on. You don't send CMOH winning heroes to their deaths. It's bad for morale.

>Well, our father currently thinks we're in a 3 person relationship. We'll have to figure that out.
OK, you got me there. We'll need to deal with that sometime. But I'm sure that if we give a well thought out and eloquent explanation he'll understand.

Oh god, we're so boned.

>True, but we're pilot so we have to but in.
>PF will make issues, because that's what he does.
We'll butt in if necessary, but I don't think we need to hold up our lives for it.

>Maybe, but our behavior so far has us at least trying.
Yeah, Sanya comes to mind in particular. But we need to keep a damper on this outside of the little sister brigade and Minna. Otherwise we'll never finish.
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>>22276108
>[x] I'd never do that to you!
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>>22276701
>How a bout a (slightly used) Ice-cream machine?

Funny, but our present should be at least a little bit meaningful. God knows when we'll get leave to go find her something though, and she already pretty much owns everything on the base.
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>>22276837
The tentacles of 100 dead martians?
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>>22276837
A cupcake.
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>>22276837
Minna? A box of condoms and a shit-eating grin.
Krupinski? A Cupcake. With the cherry noticably gone.
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>>22276902
We tie a ribbon around our own penis.
Give her the dick
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>>22276853
That'll smell up the whole base

>>22276867
No. Just no.

>>22276902
>>22276911
I actually kinda like the idea of her present being us. "I got you a pilot. The head's a bit messed up, but he really seems to like you."
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>>22276911
>>22276902
>>22276941
us is a terrible present, those who think so are dumb. never do this, ever.
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"Break it!? But I'd never do that to you, Robin!" You squeeze her tighter. "You're my lil' sis, you know? Why would I ever break your heart?"

Robin doesn't answer. She buries her head into your chest, filling your insides with a warm and fuzzy feeling. It's...pleasant.

Stroking her hair, you realize she's crying. "Hey, what's wrong, kiddo? C'mon, I ain't gonna hurt you." All you get in response is another sniffle. "Robin..."

She looks up at you, her eyes watery. "You mean it? No matter what I do, you won't break my heart?"

That warm fuzzy feeling starts mixing with slight apprehension. "Of course not," you say slowly.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"...I...I like you."

"Aww, I like you too."

Robin shakes her head. "No, I mean..."

Oh.

"I knew it! I knew it, you couldn't possibly, I mean-!" she spouts, flailing to break free of your hold.

"Robin!"

"-brother and sister, it's gross, it's not ok-"

"Robin!!"

"-anyone be like this? I-"

You release a hand and grab her by the chin. In one move, you kiss her.

And then you hear a crash somewhere behind you.

[ ] Abscond.
[ ] Investigate.
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>>22276958
what the shit

ABSCOND. Preferably with Robin in tow.
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>>22276941
>"I got you a pilot. The head's a bit messed up, but he really seems to like you."

oh my god that's fucking adorable
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>>22276955
I'd agree we're a terrible present, but she really seems to like us for some reason, so she can have us.
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>>22276958
>[ ] Investigate.
This is gonna be the most illegal threesome ever
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>>22276958
Abscond

We need a room for this.

Whatever this happens to be.
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>>22276958
[x] Investigate.
You better pick up the pace, nigger, we're gonna be falling off the board real soon.
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*Mio says a thing POUND ME HARDER SEAN AGAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD KATANAS*
*Then the sun rises posed between Mio's thighs. JAPAN STRONG*
*Sean... kinded busted. PEARL HARBOR 2 BITCH. BATTLESHIP SUNK*
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>>22277003
I'd watch that movie.
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>>22276999
Didn't seem like anyone was interested.

And now we need a tiebreaker.
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>>22276958
Investigate.
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>>22277047
[ ]Abscondigate
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>>22277047
Then fucking abscond, little sis needs the dick.
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>>22277047
abscond
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>>22277047
HA
>>22277056
HA
>>22277060
HA
>>22277061
HA
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>>22277056
>>22277060
>>22277061
I'm laughing so fucking hard right now.
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>>22277085
What is rockets in this what-do? We did fairly well with the rockets. I choose rockets.
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...If that's fucking Sean or Ian (nevermind how they'd manage to break away to be here), they are not going to let you get away with this. You're in the most compromising situation you could be in. Kind of. It's pretty bad, alright? And if you leave but they got a glimpse of you...you're wrecked.

"Who's there!?" you demand, spinning around to face them as you quickly detach from Robin. You can't see clearly. "Hit the switch!"

Robin complies, leaping to the wall and flipping the lights on. Your sudden intruder is revealed: a teary-eyed, nervous-as-shit young witch.

"I-I didn't-I was just-um-" she sputters, face flushed red.

"It wasn't what it-" you begin before Robin slaps the back of your head.

"Calm down, the both of you," Robin says sadly. "Yoshi, what were you doing?"

"I-I was just...I saw a big crash and boom, so I thought...I though someone should check on it..." she says, taking Robin's outstretched hand and getting back up.

"And what did you see?"

Yoshika blushes.

"Oh." Robin's voice hits you hard; she sounds like she's just waiting for the end of the world to consume her.

[ ] EXCUSES
[ ] EXPLANATIONS
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>>22276958
[x] Abscond.

We are going.
Elsewhere.
Elsewhere where there is not WEIRD FREAKY SHIT HAPPENING.

This place does not exist anywhere near Castle Barin
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>>22277132
EXCUSES

OUR FAMILY IS REALLY CLOSE!!!
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>>22277132
[x] EXPLANATIONS

You see, Miyufugi, when an Onee-chan and an imuoto love each other very much...

This is basic stuff here, I'd be surprised if Trude hasn't already gone over it with her.
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>>22277132
[x] INVITATIONS
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>>22277132
EXPLANATION!

"She was panicking. You know me. Thinking is not my strong suit so I did something which made her mind screech to a halt."
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>>22277132
[x] EXPLANATIONS
"I'd be lying if I said it's not what it looks like. It is exactly what it looks like."

We're keeping it in the familyWe're from Kentucky
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>>22277132
[ ] EXCUSES
I thought this was how the Japanese treated their siblings, thats what my japanese animes taught me...
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>>22277169
That's what one of those options represets dammit
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>>22277185
Well thats really what were going for.
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>>22277185
I pick that option.
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>>22277169
...screw it, why not.
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>>22277193
>>22277194

Pretty much, yeah.
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>>22277132
[x] EXCUPLATIONS
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Damn. Robin's looking like she's practically a dead witch walking. It's time for you to step up. "Yoshika," you begin, "what do you think it looked like we were doing?"

"K-kissing."

Robin nearly falls over.

"Well, Yoshika...We were."

Yoshika blushes even more deeply, looking at her feet as she squirms. "So...do you two...do that often?"

"N-No, no no!" you blurt. "First time! I swear, it's all new to us."

"What was it like?"

"Eh?"

"What was it like? Kissing, I mean." She looks up into your eyes with that god damned adorable little japanese girl eye look thing fuck you can't handle it.

You and Robin look at each other. "It was...um...hard to describe," Robin says.

"Then can you show me?"

[ ] Kiss Robin
[ ] Kiss Yoshika
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>>22277269
[x] Make Robin kiss Yoshika
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>>22277269
Kiss Yoshika first.
Then Kiss Robing again so she's not jealous
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>>22277300
[x] This
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>>22277269
>[ ] Kiss Robin then Yoshika

or >>22277300
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>>22277269
Yoshika obviously.
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>>22277300
Yes.
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>>22277269
>Kiss Robin
I WILL NOT BE DENIED
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>>22277269
>>22277300
All of the above?
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>>22277269
[x] Kiss Yoshika
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kiss yoshika... then robin
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You look at Robin, shrugging. "You want to...?" you ask, gesturing at Yoshika.

"Me?"

"Well, I'm, uh...older than her, yeah. Older. You should do it."

"But..."

You give her the Older Brother look.

"Alright." Robin bends over slightly, bringing herself face to face with the young witch. Yoshika shies away for a moment, but Robin catches her. "Here's what it was like," she says, before planting her lips on Yoshika's.

Yoshika's eyes widen before she shuts them completely. Robin wraps her arm around her, supporting Yoshika as her knees give way.

And they're taking a damned long time to finish.

[ ] Watch
[ ] Interrupt
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>>22277397

[x] Watch
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>>22277397
>[x] Watch

Eh, this works.
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>>22277397
Grab an ass, but dont interrupt.
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>>22277397
[X] Abscond.

Our brotherly work hooking up our little sister with someone we deem worthy is now done.
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>>22277397
[x] Watch.
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>>22277397
Go feel Yoshika up but don't interrupt
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>>22277437
This I deem acceptable!
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>>22277397
just...watch
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>>22277397
Watch.
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The sight of two attractive young ladies engaging in a passionate kiss is a much-needed respite from the harsh visions of war...or so you tell yourself as you sit back, relax, and watch. Sure, one's kinda young and the other is your sister...but it's better than nothing, you suppose. Besides, you already kissed one of them yourself. At some point Yoshika gets her strength back as Robin's hand moves behind Yoshika's head, running through her hair. Lips and cheeks move about, hinting at some sort of motion beneath the surface. As both of the girls reach the limits of their lungs, they break off, panting.

"Well," Robin asks between breaths, "how was it?"

"....Good. You two did that?"

"Um, no. You see-"

"You got the better kiss," you say, annoyed. "What am I, chopped liver?"

Robin rolls her eyes. "You want ano-" she begins before her eyes focus on something down below.

"What?"

"Your pants."

Oh. Looks like you were enjoying things a little more than you thought. Yoshika darts behind Robin, as though staring down a frightening beast.

[ ] She is.
[ ] Pretend it's not there.
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>>22277508
>[ ] She is.

Anatomy lesson?
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>>22277508
Play it off
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>>22277508
[x] She is.

The one-eyed trouser snake of legend.



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