https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SexcwskPWAEThe year is 1938 BCE. War has broken out between the Imperial Alliance to the East, and the Oceanic Federation to the West. Both are huge conglomerates of various nations, wanting to keep themselves from the other.This is a new kind of war. The first kind of war to see the mass-use of magically blessed girls known as Witches against each other. Despite new advances like Machine Guns, tanks, and the magical Striker units, the worst thing to ever happen in the war has happened. The lines have stabilized.The continent has been split in half and at the line between the two hegemonies lies a stretch of land barely five hundred kilometers wide, but hundreds of thousands of kilometers in length. Stretching in this line are rows of trenches, mines, barbed wire, and other obstacles for witches and soldiers to overcome if they want to even gain an inch of ground.Most thought the war would be over in a year at most. You are seeing now how wrong they are. You were recruited by the Imperial Alliance to fight for them, among thousands of other Witches and countless millions of soldiers.You are a Witch.
>>32000669Your name is Rosemary Finken. You are part of the 178th Assault Witch Platoon, Lance F. From the very beginning of your life, you were born with amazing powers of magic. That made you and the one in every hundred thousand births a witch. These powers granted you strength and abilities beyond the comprehension of normal people.And this made you a prime target for recruitment by the Imperial Alliance Army.It had been six months since you first arrived at the front. Your companions in Lance F, of which there is six, well five now. All of them are relatively reliable, except the Rookie. The Rookie arrived only a week ago, and is still jumpy and inexperienced. She’s definitely not long out of the Youth Corps considering that she still salutes the Guide’s picture or prays to the Guide before meals, and even recites the Guide’s Codes before she sleeps.Heck, she still even wears pants.All of the experienced Witches like yourself either settle for miniskirts, shorts, or just go pantless at this rate. You need your legs bare for the Striker Units to meld with you. The less cloth between you and the Striker, the less time required to prepare for combat.You sat in the muddy trench. You made sure to keep your feet out of the dirty water pooling at the bottom. You have no idea whose blood, guts, or shit was in there and you weren’t about to find out. Next to you is the Rookie, who curiously peaked out over the trench, her face filled with anticipation and nervousness. She’s gripping her rifle like a teddy bear. She’s probably scared. At least you aren’t in your Strikers now.What do you do?> Scare her> Reassure her> Write in
>>32000676>> Reassure her
>>32000676>peeked out over the trenchGuide dammit, Rookie, don't you know -anything?- Get your head down before a sniper sees you! If you absolutely have to look at the cratered hellscape, use a fucking mirror!
>>32000676>Discipline her"Keep your head down and hold the gun like it's a killing instrument. And rip off your goddamn pants legs."FNGs, I swear.
So we're back to lesbians?That what Strike Witches is right?Like a military version of Sakura Trick
>>32000676> Reassure herCan't be too mean to the newbie.
>>32000669> Scare her
>>32000676> Scare her> Reassure herWhy not both, in order?>>32000776You mean ST is a boring version of SW.
>>32000805So it is a show about lesbians?
>>32000676Oah boy German...> Reassure her
Eagerly lurking while I await the musume part.
>>32000832Well, it's about dogfighting and pantsu.And lesbians I GUESS...
> Reassure her“Hey, Rookie.”She yelps a bit, looking down at you with her pretty blue eyes. “Y-Yes?”“Stop worrying,” you say. “The Federals keep store hours. They aren’t open yet.”She blinks a bit, ducking down. “But- What if they…?”“It’s fine,” you say. “What time is it now?”She quickly placed her rifle down on the ground then reached into her breast pocket, pulling out a gilded pocketwatch. “Um… ten to seven.”“Yeah, they aren’t going to attack until an hour from now,” you say. “That is if they attack, they usually precede it with a bombardment, then they stroll across the field, we gun them down, etcetera. You know how it works.”She stares at you, curiously. “N-… No I don’t.”“Well, you’ll learn,” you say. “Another thing, Rookie, I’d suggest taking off the Youth Corps moto stuff. The armband, the knife, the collar pin.” She looks at all of them as you name them off. “Federals aren’t in love with Youth Corps.”She groans. “But I earned these, through good service to the Guide! Am I not entitled?”You shrug, sighing. “I suppose.”> Talk with the Rookie (Topic?)> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.> Write a letter home> Break open the Rations> Write in
>>32000915> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.Rookie is a bit of a headache, so...
>>32000915> Write a letter home> Break open the Rations
>>32000868I thought it was just cute girls doing just cute thing while fighting aliens?Or is it just one of those shows in which if two girls share the same scene for more the a couple minutes, they are considered a couple by the audience?
>>32000915> Survive the day, Rookie. Good luck.> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.
>>32000915>> Write a letter home>> Break open the Rations
>>32000977Kinda both. Most of the explicitly gay stuff is in non-anime parts of the franchise. Honestly it's been too long since I watched it for me to remember how gay some of the characters in the show were.
>>32000977>I thought it was just cute girls doing just cute thing while fighting aliens?Oh it is definitely that, just some/most of the cast are blatant lesbians, and that tends to encourage the shippers to declare everyone to be lesbians.
>>32000915> Write a letter home> Break open the RationsLet's have some introspection before meeting the rest of the cast.
>>32001036Yoshika is the motherfuckin' oppai hunter, Eila and Sanya are pretty explicitly canon gay for each other, other than that its mostly just implications and yuri goggles.
>>32000669Is this going to be soul-crushingly sad? Because I get the feeling its going to be soul-crushingly sad.
>>32000977Strike Witches has some pretty severe case of the "impled but not actually shown sexual activity" syndrome, although it's limited to two of the characters.But yeah, when they start "performing maintenance" one one another...
>>32001096>>32001036>>32001046Ok, So are we going full on yuri on this? Considering the franchise this is based on?
>>32001149Well we'd need a good waifu first, no offense but Rookie is pretty shit IMO.
>>32001149I don't think we'll have the chance, if we do then just remember trench warfare with little girls is ripe for HEALING, not happy yuri-times.
> Write a letter home> Break open the RationsYou decide to tear open a Quik-Eat pack. Same old junk to keep you fresh and healthy, some freeze dried apples, crusty bread, and two juice boxes, one filled with apple juice and the other filled with enough caffeine to make a racer out of an elephant, and some butter. Joy. But, it’s better than nothing. You can’t even imagine how the folks back home are faring with their V-Gardens and ration cards.The Rookie goes back to reading the Guide’s Codebook, while you settle in and tear out a piece of paper from your notebook. You quickly ask the Rookie for a pencil, to which she gives you one. Another thing about the Rookie, always prepared for anything but that makes her slow on the march.Dear Father,I’m writing to you now from the Front.…Hm. It’s been a while since you’ve actually written a letter home.> Write to him about Lily (She was recently wounded a few days back. It’s been eating at you for a while, especially since her mother forced you to promise to protect her.)> Write to him about the Lance (They’re good people, diverse backgrounds and the like.)> Embellish (Your Father didn’t particularly want you to go. No need to make it harder on the old man.)> Write in
>>32001182>Implying healing isn't integral to a good /u/ experienceI agree it shouldn't be a focus though. Certainly not before any good targets are even introduced.
>>32001199> Write to him about Lily (She was recently wounded a few days back. It’s been eating at you for a while, especially since her mother forced you to promise to protect her.)This seems appropriately dour and depressing for the setting.
>>32001199>> Embellish (Your Father didn’t particularly want you to go. No need to make it harder on the old man.)No need to worry the old man.
>>32001199> Embellish (Your Father didn’t particularly want you to go. No need to make it harder on the old man.)Gotta think about his mental health.
>>32001199I decided to become lesbian and now i am searching for girl to fuck by the way i am going around without pants like most other witches
>>32001268>not wearing the frilly pink ones your dad give as a going away presenthe'll get offended anon
>>32001199> Embellish (Your Father didn’t particularly want you to go. No need to make it harder on the old man.)>>32001268No proper adult in 1938 would tolerate that awful sentence anon, you'd only earn Rose a sternly worded letter of reprimand urging her to improve her writing.
>>32001199>Write to him about the Lance (They’re good people, diverse backgrounds and the like.)>>32001208>>32001170>>32001182So we're hitting the /u/ at full speed then?No room for idea for husbando?Again, little to no knowledge of strike witches
>>32001355Nah, see, just nah. A male's only use in SW is to hopefully sire more witches. /u/ all the way for everything else, since the big dumb brutes cannot understand!
>>32001355SW is a rarity among questing franchises in that /tg/ has actually made it straighter* than the source material, so anons are probably unleashing pent-up /u/.(*for MCs at least, I haven't read enough to know wrt side-characters)
>>32001199> Write to him about Lily
>>32001407I think I've seen them but I recall their are only male MC, I never seen a female SW quest where it was straight but I could be wrong.
>>32001199>Write to him about the Lance (They’re good people, diverse backgrounds and the like.)
>>32001428Well again, SW really isn't the franchise for husbandos (I can't even remember if there's a guy with a name in the anime) so I'm not sure if this is the quest to look for it. Plus, both SW-fans and readers of GS's other quests are probably feeling kinda frustrated at their lack of lesbians and are likely to be unreasonable. Hopefully they will remain civil!
>>32001199>Guide’s Codebook>Not the Guide's Codebook PrimerI've been dissapointed by Schteel for the first time.
Dear Father,Everything is going right for us at the Front. (Not really.) The enemy retreats at the sight of us when we run them down. (Not really.) We mostly face Federal Militia, just old men and young boys who haven’t the faintest idea of how to fight, let alone hold a gun. (We’ve actually faced what appears to be the Federal Marines, they fight like rabid dogs.) We’ve managed to take some ground and hold it, and as of right now I’m sure the good Lieutenant is planning the next assault even now. (We were recently forced out of our gains two weeks ago. We’re waiting for them to come to us.)We haven’t had many casualties as a result. If you’re wondering, Lily is doing fine. She was injured recently but is recovering well in hospital. She should be back to the fight in no time. (Her leg got blown off, the same shell killed two other soldiers.) Daisy and Erika especially are eager to get back into the fight. (That’s not a lie, they’ve been doing nothing but throw rocks at random pieces of rebar, I fear for their sanity.)Hopefully, when I have leave, I will be able to visit home to you, Father. I know you are aching to see me alive and well, and with all four limbs attached. Rest assured, I will return home.Your loving Daughter,RosemaryYou sigh, folding the letter up. Jeez.> Talk with the Rookie (Topic?)> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.> Eat and Rest> Write in
>>32001499GS is only human, anon. Can't you spare him this one time?
>>32001510> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.We should help calm their spirits and hope they aren't nutcases already!
>>32001510>Eat and Rest
Rolled 6, 10, 1 = 17>>32001510>> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.
>>32001510[X] Eat and RestPrecious little time to do so otherwise when on the lines of a trench war, right? Might as well get in as much as you can.
>>32001510> Talk with the RookieJust tell her this is the real deal, and she should probably try to keep her mind off everything terrible that can happen, and do her best to get along with people and make cohabitation in the trenches go as smoothly as possible.
>>32001510>Eat and RestWorld War I, witches right?
>>32001510> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.
>>32001510> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.Wanna meet the cast!
>>32001566>make cohabitation in the trenches go as smoothly as possible.I like where this is going
>>32001510> Write inSEND THE DAMN LETTER!
>>32001632Not what I was thinking, but I guess...Really though, it's important to imprint in her mind that not making everyone else go mad is pretty much the #1 hardest thing about trench warfare, and she should be more worried about getting along with people than getting shot or bombed or whatever.
>>32001590maybe, it feels like there is a bit of 40k grim dark tossed in as well.
>>32001689I'm pretty sure the world wars don't need 40k to be grim and/or dark.
> See what Daisy and Erika are up to.You pat the Rookie on the shoulder, startling her again. “Watch the post for me, keep your head down, alright?”The Rookie nods. “Of course.”With that, you stand up and head down the Trench Line.Witches are generally put in the Reserve Trench, to allow some flexibility. They aren’t in as much risk as they are in the Frontlines when there’s an attack or a bombardment, and they can certainly react when there is an such an attack, and hopefully drive away the invaders. The Reserve Trench is certainly much more well-built than the Front line, there’s actual wooden planks separating you from the dirt and mud, there are sandbags lining the tops.Last you saw of the Frontline trench, it was literally just a depression in the ground.You ask a passing soldier where you might find your friends. He points down the trench and keeps on going. You head down to see Daisy, along with a small crowd of soldiers all huddled around a fancy civilian radio. Erika sits across from them in an ammo pit, washing her face and brushing her hair as she admires herself in the mirror.“Daisy,” you say. “What’s going on?”Daisy grins happily. “Balmoral’s playing Clifford! 1-1 and five minutes on the clock!”Hm. You forgot Daisy was a football fan.> Listen to the game> Talk with Daisy (Topic?)> Talk with Erika (Topic?)> Write in
>>32001721Strike Witches of Krieg quest when.
>>32001769>> Talk with Daisy (Topic:the game)
>>32001769> Talk with Erika (Rookie)Ask if they're going to play nice with the rookie or if we need to prepare the kid for life in the trench.
>>32001769>> Listen to the game
>>32001769> Talk with Erika (Game)Heh, football am I right? Heh. Heh...
>>32001769> Listen to the gamelord knows something normal to hear is a god send in this place.
>>32001783Did you mean: Sturmhexen ?
> Talk with Erika (Topic?)You sit down across from Erika.Erika is a girl of sixteen, who is pretty finicky with appearances. As she said so when you first met her, “If I’m going to kill Federals, I will look good doing so.” Thusly, she doesn’t loot the battlefield for trophies like gold watches, chains, or teeth like Iris Elster does. She instead looks for care products, perfume, hair brushes, shampoo, that sort of stuff.You remember how giddy she was when you all came upon that Witches encampment a month ago. Now she was here, washing her face in naught but her blouse and her striped panties. Often the quickest into battle next to Iris.“Hey, Rosemary,” she says as she washes her face. “What’s up with you?”“Just checking on you all. Remember yesterday when I found you and Daisy throwing rocks at a random piece of rebar?”Erika hums a bit. “Uh huh…” She brushes her blonde hair back as she checks herself in the mirror. “Well, you do lots of things when you’re bored, Rosemary. That’s just the reality of it. The people who think war is nothing but constant slaughter are wrong. It’s constant boredom with the occasional slaughter.”“Of course,” you say.> “What do you think of the Rookie?”> “You visit Lily?”> “You willing to share some of those care products?”> Write in
>>32002076>> “You willing to share some of those care products?”
>>32002076>> “You willing to share some of those care products?”If we want to get it on with any gender we have to look good
>>32002076> “What do you think of the Rookie?”
>>32002076> “What do you think of the Rookie?”> “You visit Lily?”I want both dammit!
>>32002076> “What do you think of the Rookie?”> “You willing to share some of those care products?”Fuck, we should visit Lily too huh...
>>32002076>> “You visit Lily?”
>>32002240Anon! Not in filthy trenches! She'd get filthy mud all over her finely cared for face and outfit!
>>32002250True we should do this on battlefield between bodies of our slain enemies and comrades
> “Why not all of it?”You smirk a bit. “Don’t suppose you’re willing to share some of that shampoo?”She pouts, tilting her head as she ties her hair into a neat little ponytail. “Too bad, finders keepers. If you want some, get your own.” You roll your eyes at that, to which she says, “Anyway, I saw you at post with the Rookie. That can’t be fun.”You shrug. “She’s learning. Slowly admittedly, but it’s certainly better than nothing.”“Sure,” she says. “If you ask me, I don’t think the Rookie will last the week. If the snipers don’t get her, it’ll be her Youth Corps moto bullshit. You know how much Federals love Youth Corps memorabilia?”You shrug. “She’ll shake out of it eventually.” You sigh. “You visit Lily?”“Nah,” she says. “Me and Daisy were about to head up with Iris. We can go whenever you’d like to, I certainly think there’s time.”You nod. “Of course.” You snap your fingers, smiling again. “Also, I like that ponytail on you.”She grins, turning her head side to side. “You think so? It looks cute, doesn’t it?”“Sure,” you say.> Head up to see Lily> Listen to the game> Talk with Daisy (Topic?)> Talk with Erika (Topic?)> Write in
>this quest is going full speed into to lesbian hellCan I ever have a quest without lesbians?
>>32002354Make Rule 63 Touhou quest with male protagonist
>>32002347> Head up to see Lily
>>32002347> Head up to see LilyYep.>>32002354>Complaining about lesbians in a SW questPlease anon. Also >>32002240 is just a shitposter anyway.
Rolled 1, 2, 7 = 10>>32002347>> Head up to see Lily
>>32002382Wouldn't that be Rule E9 ?
>>32002347> Listen to the game>>32002354i hope so, being in muddy and nasty WW1 trench warfare is one of the worst places to get it on with anyone.
>>32002347> Listen to the gameEh, I like football.>>32002452I imagine you speak from experience! Haha.Romance doesn't equal sex anyway.
>>32002478 all i am going to say is that you really do not want mud to get into places it is not meant to be at.
>>32002679I think we can all agree on that.
> Head up to see LilyYou pat Daisy on the shoulder, getting her attention. “Come on, we’re going to go see Lily.”Daisy pouts. “But- but- Football!”“You can always listen to Football later,” says Erika. “Come on, you wuss.”With that, Daisy reluctantly leaves the radio. Maybe she had some dollars on the match or something, you wouldn’t blame her. You’d certainly bet a trouser or two if it meant you could win yourself a few pounds of fresh butter or a freshly cooked goose. That’d certainly be something.You head down the trench toward the field hospital. It’s buried into the Earth, mostly to keep it safe from bombardments. You meet Iris outside the entrance, admiring herself a fresh bit of loot: a gold tooth. She asks you, “How much you think this is worth?”Erika says, “Probably worth some actual money, Iris, I’d save that.”The four of you head inside. The field hospital really smells like the worst thing you could imagine: death. A youthful medic greets you all, a man named Private First Class Sawyer Hackett. “Rosemary. You come to visit Lily?”You nod. Sawyer led you down the halls towards Lily. Sawyer was an interesting case. He was the only male actually attached to your platoon, for good reason, he was your platoon medic. Lily probably never would have gotten out alive without his quick thinking. You imagine though his pacifism might not be worth it.Finally, you reach Lily. Her body is hidden beneath a scratchy blanket, but her face is yellowed and wrinkled from constant stress. You’d look like that too if you had to spend a few days in hospital.“Try not to take too long,” says Sawyer as he leaves you.You smile, sitting down next to Lily. She turns her eyes to you, groaning a bit. She doesn’t know her leg’s gone. “Hey, Lily,” you say.> “Feeling better, Lily?”> “Your leg is gone, Lily, just so you know.”> “Make any new friends in hospital?”> Write in
>>32002743> “Make any new friends in hospital?”We...probably shouldn't drop the leg bomb immediately.
>>32002743> “Your leg is gone, Lily, just so you know.”> “Make any new friends in hospital?”
>>32002743> “Feeling better, Lily?”be nice now....
>>32002743>> “Feeling better, Lily?”
>>32002743> “Feeling better, Lily?”I kinda feel like this is a dumb question given her state, but...this is awkward anyway.
>>32002743>Sawyer>MaleDoing it wrong.> “Feeling better, Lily?”
>>32002743>> “Your leg is gone, Lily, just so you know.”
>>32002743> “Make any new friends in hospital?”Aww man, that's a bummer. Hopefully she doesn't freak completely out when she finds out.
>>32002743I didn't ask for suffering GS...
> “Feeling better, Lily?”“You feeling better?”Lily groans, a guttural one, probably some drool hanging in the back of her throat. She swallows a bit, then says, “I think so. Can’t really feel my left leg.”You nod, looking over at the blanket. There’s a very noticeable drop where the leg should be. You say, “I’m sure it’s just fine, Lily.”Lily grunts. “Of course. How are you doing, Rosemary? Everything alright?”Erika says, “We’re all doing very well, Lily. Some more than others. You remember the Rookie?”“Oh her,” Lily nods slowly. “I must be setting a bad example.”Iris laughs a bit. “Nah, if you’re anything you’re learning experience.”Lily coughs, hacking a bit up spittle and bile. “God- Ugh… I’m going to be honest with you, I feel really terrible. It hurts to breathe sometimes.” She looks over at you, smiling faintly. “But I’m glad you’re here for me, Rosemary. You think I’ll get sent home?” She says that with an almost hopeful tone.You look down at her leg, or lack there of, again.> “Sure.”> “Definitely.”> “I’ll certainly miss you.”> Write in
>>32003010>“I’ll certainly miss you.”I wonder...can they man their mecha with only one leg?
>>32003010> “Definitely.”> “I’ll certainly miss you.”Hopefully it's what she wants to hear.
>>32002997This is All Quiet on the Western Front - Strike Witches Edition. Suffering was a given.
>>32003010> “I’ll certainly miss you.”
>male platoon medic in a female platoonHuh. I approve of having men around but this is odd. Maybe I'm too conservative
>>32003067Gas attacks when?
>>32003010> “I’ll certainly miss you.”>>32003049Probably not. Maybe they'd spin humorously!
>>32003010>> “I’ll certainly miss you.”
>>32003010> “I’ll certainly miss you.”Poor girl.
>>32003010> “Definitely.”> “I’ll certainly miss you.”can we hug her? maybe she can take our letter back to our folks if we haven't mailed it.
> Write in > “I’ll certainly miss you.”You rest your hand on her head, smiling as warmly as you can for her. “If you do go home, send your mother my regards. I will miss you, Lily.”Lily smiles at you, her green eyes still having that spark of life your Father always talked about. She says, “Thank you, Rosemary. And thank you guys, for visiting. It means so much to me.”Daisy nods. “Of course. We wish you a safe return home, Lily.”Lily nods, then shuts her eyes. You sigh, then stand up. All of you begin filing out. You however, catch Sawyer on the way out. “Need something?” he asks.> “Thank you, Sawyer.”> “Be honest, will she make it home?”> “I hope you’re doing well, Sawyer.”> Write in
>>32003255> “I hope you’re doing well, Sawyer.”> “Be honest, will she make it home?”Fug.
>>32003255>Yes, all the panzerschokolade you can dig up for us
>>32003255>> “Be honest, will she make it home?”
>>32003255> “Be honest, will she make it home?”Pls no. Don't do this GS.
>>32003255>Could you lend me that chainsaw of yours? I have to perform a few amputations.Yes, I will keep acting like this was Sawyer from BL.
>>32003255> “Be honest, will she make it home?”
>>32003255> “Be honest, will she make it home?”Of course she will!
>>32003280He'll probably only have Hartkekse (hardtack). Or, as the Grenadier says, Panzerplatten (armor plating).
>>32003444What good is a medic if he can't get combat aids?nice trips
> “Be honest, will she make it home?”You say, “Will Lily make it home?”Sawyer sighs, frowning. He crosses his arms and says, “You want me to be honest?” You look to see that your Lancemates have already exited. You nod. He says, “She won’t last the night.”“Oh.” You look back down at her. She’s still resting. Hopefully she wouldn’t have heard that over some of the wounded and the doctors. “Why?”“Internal bleeding,” he says. “The blast broke a few of her ribs along with taking her leg off. We believe that one of the ribs may have punctured a vital organ and she’s very slowly bleeding to death. Either way, she’s dying and we don’t have the time nor the equipment to help her now.” He notices your expression at that. “I- I’m sorry, Rosemary, that’s the truth of it. I know you two were good friends and-“You hold up your hand. “No, it’s fine, Sawyer. You’re doing what you can here. But… suppose she does?”“It would take a miracle, she may be a witch but even magic has its limits,” he says.You nod. “Alright. Thank you, Sawyer.” With that, you leave the Field Hospital.You meet Iris, Daisy, and Erika outside. “… so then I told the Sergeant, how’s that staying fashionable?” says Erika.Daisy looks at you. “Hey. We were going to grab some lunch if you wanted to join us.”> Join them for lunch> Check in on the Rookie> See if the Sergeant needs any help with the Strikers> Write in
>>32003611>Check in on the Rookie
>>32003611Then.... we must do a miracle.With science.
>>32003611> Join them for lunchCan we drag the rookie with us?
>>32003611>You don't happen to know anyone who could perform healing magic, do you?
>>32003611> See if the Sergeant needs any help with the Strikers
>>32003611> Check in on the Rookiethen> See if the Sergeant needs any help with the Strikers
>>32003611Truly war is suffering.> Check in on the RookieProbably not feeling very sociable now.
>inb4 Finken is killed off and this becomes Rookie Quest
> See if the Sergeant needs any help with the StrikersYou shake your head and decide later would be the time for lunch. The Sarge could probably use your help with the Strikers. You head down deeper into the reserve Trench alone down to where they keep the Strikers.The Striker Units are kept in a section of the trench that is open to the air, command doesn’t want to risk a cave in. To keep Air Witches from the Federals from spotting them, a camo net was put up as a makeshift ceiling. Sergeant Poppy Wurger was the platoon’s de facto mechanic for now, the real mechanic was killed in a bombardment three weeks ago and his replacement has yet to arrive. Still, Sergeant Wurger worked tirelessly, tanned from working in the hot sun.She was also playing some music from a record player you looted from a town some weeks back.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wp2Hwi9qM48She looks over at you, lit cigarette hanging from her lips. “Corporal Rosemary, nice to see you.”You nod. “Need any help with the Strikers?”“Not right now,” she says. “Lily’s Striker though could use a new paintjob.” She blinks, then smiles at you. “She doing well?”> “Yeah.”> “She’s on her way home.”> “She’s bought the real estate.”> Write in
>>32003984> “She’s bought the real estate.”
>>32003984>> “She’s bought the real estate.”war is hell
>>32003984>“She’s on her way home.”Give her a knowing look
>>32003984> “She’s bought the real estate.”So to speak.
>>32003984> “She’s on her way home.”maybe in more ways than one.
>>32003984> "I don't really wanna talk about it."
>>32003984> “She’s bought the real estate.”If we try to be irreverent it can't hurt us!
>>32003984>> “She’s bought the real estate.”
> “She’s bought the real estate.”You shrug. “She’s bought the real estate, Sarge.”Sarge’s eyes widen, then she sighs, frowning. “Ah, that’s a shame.” She gestures over to the burnt out and scorched Striker Unit that used to be Lily’s. “Well, it could still use some new paint.”You nod. “Alright.”You’ve known the Sarge for quite some time. She’s not particularly someone who gets attached to others. An ice queen they call her. Lily’s death, or inevitable death, probably isn’t something she particularly really cares for at the moment. She certainly was there the first time you arrived at the front, and she’s taught you everything that you needed to know.“If I run for cover, you beat me there.”“When we hit the ground, you better get so low you might as well fuck it.”“Never use your bayonets. Shovels or rifle butts only.”Those are just a few of them.> Repaint Lily’s Striker> Talk to the Sarge (Topic?)> Head to Lunch> Check in on the Rookie> Write in
>>32004273> Check in on the Rookiei am starting to worry about that one.
>>32004273>> Repaint Lily’s Striker
>>32004273> Head to Lunch
>>32004273>Is it Eleven bong yet?
>>32004273>Check in on the Rookie
>>32004273>> Repaint Lily’s StrikerLet's do something for our probably-soon-to-be-fallen comrade.
>>32004273>> Check in on the Rookie
>>32004273> Repaint Lily’s StrikerIt's only proper. I bet she wants it nice and good as new.
>>32004273> Repaint Lily’s StrikerA peaceful job.
>>32004273> Check in on the Rookie
>>32004342wrong side we are the not german/russians
> Repaint Lily’s StrikerYou grab some greys and olives along with a brush and or two and set to work on repainting Lily’s Striker.Your Lance’s Striker Units are relatively standardized. All of them are Sturmgeschutz III Model Es, except for the Sarge’s which is an F. The difference being that your Es mean you’re stuck with a short barrel grenade launcher, while the Sarge gets what can pretty much be called a recoilless rifle. The Lieutenant meanwhile manages from a Panzerkampfwagen IV Model F2 Striker.As Assault Witches, your job is to help support infantry, unlike other Witches whose duties can include anti-witch operations or even Air Witches who quite obviously fight in the air. Thanks to your Magical shields, you can pretty much shrug off a lot of small caliber firearms. That means its standard doctrine for infantry to advance behind you, using you as shields.Of course, the shields have limits. You’re not particularly fond of the Federal’s love for the .50 Caliber machine guns or their 75mm Infantry Guns.The Sarge stands over you as you paint over the burns and replace them with a fresh coat of paint. Lily would certainly like to see her Striker be good as new. You decide not to paint over where she’s nocked her Witch kills, three of them.Sarge says, “That’s certainly looking good, Corporal.”> “Thanks, Sarge.”> “Need help with anything else?”> “You got anything to eat?”> Write in
>>32004639> “You got anything to eat?”WE HUNGER!
>>32004639> “Thanks, Sarge.”
>>32004639>> “Thanks, Sarge.”>> “Need help with anything else?”
>>32004639> “Thanks, Sarge.”Time to head back to the Rookie.
>>32004639>> “You got anything to eat?”
>>32004639> “You got anything to eat?”
>>32004639> “Thanks, Sarge.”> “You got anything to eat?”Good job well done!
> “Thanks, Sarge.”> “You got anything to eat?”You smile at her. “Thanks, Sarge.” Your stomach growls as well. Damn it. “Ehehe… I don’t suppose you have anything to eat?”She nods. “Sure.”With that, the two of sit next to each other on the ground. It appears the Sarge has managed to acquire a fresh cooked chicken, probably Iris’ doing. You and her chew on the meat, cooked but it’s definitely cold. Could certainly do with some spices too.She asks, “Like it?”You shrug. “It’s good. Definitely better than the Quik-Eats.”“Anything’s better than the Quik-Eats,” she says she chews on a strip of meat. “But, thanks for your help today, Rosemary.”You nod. “My pleasure.”> Talk to the Sarge (Topic?)> Find the rest of the Lance> Check in on the Rookie> Write in
>>32004948> Check in on the RookieLet's see how she's faring.
>>32004948> Check in on the Rookie
>>32004948> Find the rest of the Lance
>>32004948>> Check in on the RookieInb4 the Rookie is the first ever Healwitch.
>>32004948> Check in on the RookieShe's almost as miserable as we are at the moment!
Rolled 17>>32004948>> Write inAttempt to discover healing magic on Lily.Mah happy ending.
>>32004948>> Check in on the RookieShe might be able to take our mind off our dying friend probably by getting sniped right in front of us, but still.
>>32005116I'm sorry, anon.
>>32005116There are no happy ends here.
> Check in on the RookieYou say goodbye to the Sarge for now, it might be that time to check in on the Rookie.As you walk down the Trench, you actually realize something.You don’t feel anything for Lily. According to Sawyer, she won’t make the night and yet… you don’t really feel anything about that. It sure is sad, but you strangely can’t bring yourself to feel sad about it beyond thinking that it is sad.Okay, you might be overthinking this. Maybe you’re just in shock or something.Regardless, you arrive back at your post, only to find the Rookie sleeping like a corpse. She’s sleeping peacefully, cuddling with her rifle as it were a toy. At least her fingers are off the triggers.> Wake her up (How?)> Let her sleep> Write in
>>32005239>> Write inAcquire boot polish/ charcoal or similar, paint amusing things on her face.
>>32005239>Write InCheck if she's alive.>Let her sleep
>>32005239>> Wake her up (How?)Pretend that we are under attack
Rolled 20>>32005239>> Write inRolling to feel something about Lily, shut up OP.
>>32005239> Let her sleepProbably needs the peace and quiet.And you can break down once the session is finished, don't worry Rose!
Rolled 12>>32005328God, fuckin dammit. Another roll to then find healing magic.
>>32005239> Let her sleep>>32005328.....Really? not the time
>>32005328Huh, well then. The dice have spoken, I guess?
>>32005328>>32005379Calm down man, let the melancholy wash over you.
>>32005328Well, I guess that's happening.At least there's no-one (awake) to see it.
>>32005239> Let her sleep> Write intry to think up of all the memories we have of Lily. shit, when the loss of your best friend doesn't shake you, you are piling up way to much mental trauma/shell shock.
>>32005328Good? job anon.
>>32005328there is still hope!
>>32005328There's no stopping the suffering train anonIt's magical girls and world war 1 combined. Not even a nat 20 can derail that shit.
Rolled 2>>32005485Except, you know, healing magic.
>>32005239> Let her sleep
>>32005509Not gonna happen man. There's only one kind of healing here.
>>32005560 sexual healing
>>32005560Path of Glory healing?
>>32005328> Let her sleep> Write inYou sit down next to her, curling up and resting your head on your knees. She looks relatively sound, maybe you should let her have her rest.Still, Lily.…You lean back, sitting against the wooden planks of the trench wall. Lily.…God, what has become of you. The most you can make yourself is feel is how frustrated you will be when you have to explain this to her mother. And yet, you, Lily, and Violet were together since elementary school. You can remember how sad she was when Violet tried to desert during training, and ended up getting shot at dawn.You never did tell Lily that you had a chance to stop Violet and you didn’t take it.You blink some tears out of your eyes, quickly wiping them on your sleeve. Lily didn’t deserve this. And yet for some reason she was deemed special by the world. She was happy when she found out she was a witch even. She said it would be her honor to serve the army and repay the world for giving her the gift.And the world repaid it by destroying her.> Wake the Rookie> Sit quietly> Find the rest of the Lance> Write in
Rolled 20>>32005560Fear my optimism. >Write-inRolling for spontaneous healing magic from on high. She didn't ask for this prototype striker leg.
>>32005616>> Sit quietlyAnd PTSD >>32005622>>32005328Even the dice gods can't save her, anon
>>32005616> Sit quietlyJust a bit longer.
fug, this sufferingUrobutcher pls go
>>32005616> Sit quietlykeep rebuilding our humanity now. > Write inwrite that real letter we need to write. tell the truth to our folks. get it out of our head. but keep it until we get out of this hell.
>>32005616> Sit quietlyThis is the proper choice, of course. A moment of introspection.
>>32005616>> Wake the RookieCHARGE THE ENEMY LINES! FUCK THEM ALL!/quest
>>32005616> Sit quietlyPffft, like I'd vote anything else.
>>32005622Jesus fuck HOW.
>>32005616>> Sit quietlyViolet's gone, Lily's gone, remember them a bit, before you're gone too.
>>32005622No healing type magic, only healing type writing.
>>32005696>keep rebuilding our humanity now.No room for humanity in the trenches.
>>32005782You wish All Quiet on the Western Front ending is our good ending Bad ending is Johnny got his gun
> Sit quietly> Write in… Maybe you could heal her. You’re witches after all, maybe there’s some way to heal her.You quietly grab the Rookie’s bayonet, you needed to confiscate that anyway. You slide it out of the sheathe and prepare your wrist.…Wait, this is stupid.You sigh, then put the blade back where it belongs. You bury your face into your hands.God, just save Lily. Don’t let yourself be the only one left from the neighborhood. There has to be something. Anything.“Rosemary?” You look up. It’s Sawyer, looking down on you, concerned. He’s got a mug of steaming coffee. First kind of coffee you’ve seen in months. Maybe with no mud or shoes thrown into it. “You doing alright?”> “Yeah, I’m fine.”> “No.”> “Can I have some of that coffee?”> Write in
>>32005616> Sit quietlyThe suffering must flow.
>>32005903>> “Can I have some of that coffee?”> “Yeah, I’m fine.”Don't show any weakness. This is a war, not your therapy session
Rolled 20>>32005903>> Write in"You know anything about witch healing magic or good old surgery?"Now for a nat 1 guys!
>>32005903> “No.”But there's fuck all either of us can do about it.Then> “Can I have some of that coffee?”
>>32005903>> “Yeah, I’m fine.”
>>32005966I have no fitting reaction image, but know that I am hating you.
Rolled 1>>32005966TRIPLE 20's GUYS! WHAT AM I!? OPTIMISM BITCHES!
>>32005903> “Yeah, I’m fine.”
>>32005622...These twenties kind of pissed me off
>>32006002Ya blew it
>>32005903> "Can I have some of that coffee?""What's become of me, Doc?"
Rolled 20>>32006002THE IRONY
>>32005903> “Can I have some of that coffee?”>>32005966Schteel... the dice gods are telling us something.
>>32005903> “Can I have some of that coffee?”
Rolled 18>>320060384 20's! dice are broken guys! Woooo!!
>>32006044Yeah, we should go over to Lilly's tent and end her suffering with our own hands. It would be the humane thing to do.
>>32005903> “Can I have some of that coffee?”Gimme that sweet brew.
>>32005903>> “Yeah, I’m fine.”We are a soldier.
>>32005903> “Yeah, I’m fine.”> “Can I have some of that coffee?”Honestly, the medic is the last person we should unload on. They kinda need the whole 'professional distance' thing more than most.
>>32005903>>> “Yeah, I’m fine.”
I can't handle all these 20's, I want off the dice gods wild ride.
>>32006062no, but how about we find a bottle of whiskey and let her drink herself asleep. better for her to die that way. it'll be painless at least.
>>32005903>“Yeah, I’m fine.”
Rolled 14>>32006229It's ok, I need to walk mah dog. RIP Lily, I tried saving you but my dog takes higher priority.
> “Yeah, I’m fine.”> “Can I have some of that coffee?”You nod. “I’m fine, Sawyer.”“You sure?” he asks.You nod again. “Pretty sure. If you give me some of that coffee I can be extra sure.”He shrugs, then bends over and hands you the mug. You take it and quickly take a polite gentle sip of it.It’s warm, so warm. You can feel it just heat up every bit of your body. He takes it back quickly and says, “Don’t hog it.”“Sorry,” you say. “Um… is Lily, doing alright?”Sawyer shrugs. “Battalion is going to have her moved to the rear. You were just there though, why do you ask.”“Well…” you sigh. “This is going to sound stupid, maybe- Maybe there’s some way to save her. Like, maybe there’s a witch who knows healing magic, or maybe there’s something…. Anything.”Sawyer nods. “I understand how you feel, Rosemary. But, I’m going to be honest with you. If there were a witch with healing powers, and if they were actually frequent, I wouldn’t be your platoon medic.” He shrugs a bit, looking away. “Just saying.”“It’s fine, Sawyer.” You gesture lazily, looking down at the ground. “It’s stupid anyway.”“Not really,” he says. “Anyway, take care of yourself. You know where to find me.” With that, he heads away.You don’t envy Sawyer’s position at all.> Wake the Rookie> Sit quietly> Find the rest of the Lance> Write in
>>32006268>> Wake the Rookie
>>32006268> Find the rest of the Lance
>>32006268>> Wake the RookieTormenting the Rookie is usually good for getting ones spirits up.
>>32006268>> Wake the RookieTrash her dumb trinkets and tell her it's going to get her killed
>>32006268>Find the rest of the Lance
Rolled 9>>32006268> Wake the RookieRolling for sudden appearance of healing witch reinforcement!
Rolled 19>>32006268>> Write inRolling for Sawyer to become a healing gnome (aka super surgeon).
>>32006268> Find the rest of the Lancelet the nugget sleep, it's hard enough to get any out here.
Rolled 17>>32006470She is in the open, she gonna die sleeping at the post by stealth witches.
>>32006470What if someone less forgiving than us finds her sleeping at her post? This is an army that still shoots deserters at dawn after all.
>>32006496You are saying that like the whole lance won't be dead by thread 3
> Wake the RookieYou gently pat the Rookie on the cheek, knocking her awake. “Huh?” She flutters her eyes open, looking around. “Oh, I fell asleep!”You nod. “Yeah.”“Did-““No, nothing happened,” you say. “Just don’t try and fall asleep here. It’s not healthy. You’ll get trenchfoot.”She blinks. “… trenchfoot?”You shrug. “You’ll learn about it later, Rookie.” She looks at you, a bit scared, but obviously trying not to show it. Kids. Then again, you’re only really a year old than her.> Talk to the Rookie (Topic?)> Sit quietly> Find the rest of the Lance> See if you can scrounge up some dinner> Write in
>>32006595> See if you can scrounge up some dinner
>>32006595> Talk to the Rookie (Trenchfoot)
>>32006595>> Write inLook up. Dodge bombs.
>>32006595> Find the rest of the Lance>trenchfootBetter to tell her now then later
>>32006595>> Talk to the Rookie (Topic?)
>>32006595>Talk to the Rookie (Not dying in the mud, alone 101)
>>32006595>> See if you can scrounge up some dinnerFor maximum fun, tell her about trenchfoot while she's eating dinner.
>>32006595> Find the rest of the Lance> See if you can scrounge up some dinner
>>32006595> Talk to the Rookie (Topic?)Give her the a(dvice on how to run the trenches).
>>32006595> Talk to the Rookie (Give her some pointers)
>>32006595Gotta go, so thanks for running GS!Hope you don't get burnt out on questing with all the different ones you're running.
> Talk to the Rookie (Topic?)The Rookie says, “Actually… what is trenchfoot?”“Okay, basically, you see all this water in the trench?” She nods at that. Not clean at all. You get your feet in there, it’s going to soak it all up. And in that water is nothing but grime, blood, shit, piss, and all other stuff. That’s going to infect your foot, and eventually, it’ll fall off.”The Rookie goes pale as a ghost at that.You shrug. “That’s the family friendly explanation.”She nods a bit, pulling her feet up to herself. “Okay, okay.”With that, the Sarge drops by. She quickly says, “Lieutenant just called. We’re being moved south.”You nod, standing up, also helping the Rookie up as well. “Righto,” you say.The Strikers are loaded onto a heavy truck while you and your Lance afforded a much smaller one. It’d be more crowded as you all pile in, but thanks to Lily not being with you anymore, there’s now a lot more legroom.Daisy says, “This is awesome! There’s so much more room now!” All of you look at her, a bit peeved. “What?” she says.The Lieutenant walks by the back of the truck, looking inside. She’s certainly a mature woman, at the ripe age of 22, just near the drop off point for the magic to start fading. She says, “Right. You know what happens, get some rest, we’ll be there soon.”Iris raises her hand. “Are we going to be part of the Big Push, ma’am?”“That’s unproven,” says the Lieutenant. “Get some rest, you’ll need it.” With that, she slaps the truck on the side, prompting to start moving on.> Rest> Talk with Daisy (Topic?)> Talk with Erika (Topic?)> Talk with Iris (Topic?)> Talk with the Rookie (Topic?)> Talk with Sarge (Topic?)> Write in
>>32007019> Talk with Iris (Topic?)The tooth.We don't know much about her (even compared to the others).
>>32007019>> Write inWhisper, "Goodbye, Lillian"
>>32007019> Talk with Sarge (Topic?)Ask if she knows more about where we're going.
>>32007019> Talk with anyone who's up to talkingalso>the Big PushWelp, everyone dies, the Lieutenant will never retire.
>>32007019> Write inListen hard, dodge bombs.
>>32007180Shells. Its more likely to be shells than bombs.
>>32007019Sure, I'll back >>32007124Not sure what to talk about anyway.
>>32007019> Talk with Erika (Are you named after the marching song?)
> Write inYou sigh, listening hard.…Iris asks you, “What are you doing?”You shrug. “Just listening.”“Well listen to this,” she says. “Rumor has it that the war might end soon.”“Soon is a relative term,” says Erika. “How soon?”“This year soon,” says Iris. “I mean, it’s already gone on for a year, it can’t go on for much longer, can it? There’s only so much stuff I can steal and loot.”Daisy says, “Well, maybe the war will end. That’ll certainly be something. Can’t wait to go back to school, brag about all the Federals I nabbed and show off my scars! The boys will love me!”Erika harumphs. “Boys are not attracted to scarred women, Daisy. They prefer cleaner looks and fashion sense.”The Rookie and you are keeping quiet as the three of them argue. The Sarge meanwhile has already fallen asleep.“Well then I say, fuck men!” says Daisy. “If they can’t appreciate a good fighting woman, then to hell with them!”Iris says, “You’re so pathetic.”“And you’re an asshole.”You look out for the trench. You decide to keep your feet and rest them across the truck bed, right where Lily would sit.Now the truck is little fuller now.
>>32007382https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3bJ0FA_Z0IThat's it for today's first thread of Mecha Musume Quest. This will be a miniseries Quest comprising anywhere between 5-10 threads.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelSee you next time.https://twitter.com/GermanSchteel
>>32007403See you tomorrow? I hope this is Kitten's favorite war anime.
>>32007403I just realized I dropped my trip ages ago. I apologize deeply for that.
>>32007429I didn't notice. heh.
>>32007403>5-10 threadsYay! Prolonged suffering!I kid, even though its not my usual kind of thing, it's an enjoyable read, though I am braced for a painful level of HEALING.
>>32007429I'm more amazed nobody noticed, at all.
Like your stuff german, but I can't follow this one. Thanks for running, hope it goes well.
>>32007429Thanks for the thread.....kinda. My 4 20's (and a 1) tried to save Lily but alas, she is to die offscreen.
>>32007573Just not that kind of story bro.
>>32007573It was a valiant effort, but maximum suffering must be maintained.
>>32007573Just be thankful she's not dying onscreen. Who wants to bet that one person will get killed every thread until there's nobody left?
>>32007808More to the point, The Recruit, dying next or last? Betting one internet peanut butter cookie that'll be neva!
>>32007864Can't be last, we're dying last.
>>32007864Can;t be next, the Rookie doesn't buy it until she's integrated into the unit and started to wise up a little, then once she's finally got the "one of us" moment she can die.MY money's on Daisy or Iris next.
>>32008048>expecting the Western Front to adhere to conventional narrative>thinking GS isn't using dice rolls to determine who lives and dies
>>32008142>implying we're not going to spend three threads moping in a trench, before we all get machinegunned twenty seconds into the Big Push.
>>32008278>implying interest will last that long if we really do just sit and mope for three threads straight while pretending we're supposed to care about character archetypes dying like flies
>>32008351We've already spent one thread moping in a trench, I reckon finding creative ways to mope can keep interest up for at least another two.I also reckon German writes characters well enough that he can manage to make at least me give a shit about them dying.
>>32008351I'd honestly be down with this