PREVIOUS THREADS: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=Strike+Witches+of+Gallia“Awright. Doc, gimme a range.”“One-hundred yards, plus small change I would predict.”“Strength?”“Approximately three foot high snow wall, about six inches thick at the top level and flaring down.”The four of you sat in a large fighting position, reinforced by wooden logs, sandbags, the works. At one-hundred yards away was another fighting position reinforced by packed snow, ice, and slush that your most hated enemy has decided to take cover in. And that enemy was Bohater. Today’s mission was to capture the enemy and neutralize her (by giving her a bath. She really actually stinks.) All this is in Helvetia, in the shadow of Hill 313.To your left was the Liberion M5A1 Stuart Witch, known by the moniker of “Jeb”.To her left was the Karlslander StuG III Witch, known by the sobriquet of “Doc”.And to your right was Liberion M4 Sherman Crocodile Witch, known by the nom de guerre of “Burnie”.You are Rosemary Finken. You are a Tank Witch. And today your mission is to assault Bohater’s Hill and make her take a bath.“Righto. Here’s da plan,” says Burnie as she hungrily leers at Bohater through her binoculars. “Doc, Jeb, y’all are gonna run interference to da left. I’ll rush up da center and grab her while Rosie the Rookie here hangs back and provide supporting fire. Doc, Jeb, you advance under overwatch, cover each other and don’t do nothing stupid. Use dem snowdrifts for cover. Rosemary, keep her head down while I get out there. Keen?”> “Keen.”> “Screw you guys, I’m not doing this.”> “Why can’t I run up with you guys?”> Write in
>>35282547>> “Why can’t I run up with you guys?”Rosemary want to play too
>>35282547>“Keen.”Yus, lets be best girls.
>>35282547>> “Why can’t I run up with you guys?”
>>35282547>> “Keen.”Rosemary's the luckiest
>>35282547>> “Keen.”I get to help give her a bath right
> “Keen.”> “Why can’t I run up with you guys?”You nod, frowning a little. “Okay. I can understand that. Why can’t I go up with you all though?”Jeb peers through her binoculars as well, tongue stuck out in thought. “Well... It’s basically a matter of experience. Never underestimate a Polanian when she doesn’t want to do something. Bohater ain’t too different and she ain’t exactly going to take no bath without no fight.”You blink. That was too many negatives.“Jeb’s right. We need veteran witches on this! I’d ask Skip and her friend Hessler to come with us but you know how busy they are,” says Burnie. She mockingly puts her hands up to her head in an imitation of Captain Kelly’s animal ears. “Oooh, look at me, I’m Captain Skip. I know how to engineer and all that bullshit, blah blah blah, math is awesome!”Doc confusedly looks at Burnie. “But math is awesome.”“Whatever,” says Burnie. She pats your shoulder, narrowing her eyes. “Rosie, it’s all on ya. Keep us covered. We’re going in!”Jeb, Doc, and Burnie go over the top and proceed to rush and scream at Bohater. They trundle through the deep snow, stomping and kicking. This is not the weather for running unfortunately. You sigh as you look through the binoculars at Bohater’s position. Sure enough, the little bear has awoken from her nap, and is now proceeding with the snowballs.“AH! SON OF A WHORE!” yells Jeb as she ducks down. Doc is not too lucky as she receives a faceful, a chestful, and a legful of snowballs in quick turn. She falls over, defeated. “Doc’s down!”You pat some snowballs up and peek over the top. Bohater’s throwing snowballs like some kind of Santa Clausian Elf.> Throw accurate shots, slowly> BURY HER UNDER THE WEIGHT OF SNOW> Run up with them and pelt her position> Write in
>>35282914> Throw accurate shots, slowlyWe throw slow.
>>35282914>> Throw accurate shots, slowlyAll those faceshots
>>35282914>> Throw accurate shots, slowly
>>35282914>> Throw accurate shots, slowly>>35282547Why does one of those witches have a halo?
>>35282914> Run up with them and pelt her positionCharge!
> Throw accurate shots, slowlyWell, at the Academy, accuracy was king. You stick out your thumb to give yourself a rudimentary sight. Up at that fighting position, Jeb and Burnie are still pinned down in their own little snow drifts by the incredibly furious throwing of Bohater. That girl’s got an arm, jeez. Alright, anyway, wind’s relatively nill, only about one hundred yards.Should be an easy throw. You wind up your arm and let fly the snowball. It speeds across the distance and nails Bohater right in the helmet, dazing her.“Go!” yells Jeb. They immediately advance with the few seconds they have. Bohater quickly gets her helmet straight then throws a snowball straight at you.Uh oh.The next thing you realize is that you’re on the ground, your cheek hurts, and there’s snow all over your face.You sigh. Girl’s got an arm.“My, my, what do we have here?” You look up to see Captain Kelly, along with two other Witches. The overall commander, Colonel Hessler, and the Royal Farawayland Artillery Witch that is her second in Command, Major Breda. Captain Kelly smiles at you, along with Breda, while Hessler simply looks at you like you’re some stupid kid. “Lying down on the job already, Rosemary?”> “Could you please get Bohater to stand down?”> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”> “Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”> Write in
>>35283312> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”> “Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”
>>35283312> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”
>>35283312> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”> “Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”Don't give me that shit Hessler
>>35283312>> “Could you please get Bohater to stand down?”
>>35283312>> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”>> “Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”Your habit of throwing in fragment sentences is kind of weird, German.
>>35283312>> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”>> “Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”
> “No, no, we’ve got things under control.”> “Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”You quickly stand up and dust down your clothes. It’s all a little wet now, dang it. “Uh- No, no, ma’am. Everything is under control!”You all look over to Bohater’s fighting position. Jeb and Burnie are thrown out of it like sacks of potatoes. They slam into the snow. Oh, goodness. They hurried stand back and try for another rush.You look back at the Officers, a little less than sure of yourself now. “Um. Is there something you’re here for, Captain?”Captain Kelly tugs on your cheek like an old auntie, giggling. You can’t help but feel a bit small at that. “Oh, no worries, love. I’m just coming to check in on my best girls here. I assume all is jolly good except for little Bohater’s distaste of the bath for some reason.”Major Breda giggles a bit. “Well, I’d like to join in! I’ve got an arm…“ She looks at Hessler, who is very clearly saying “Nein” with her eyes. “… that is better suited for calculating mathematical coordination of artillery and not for snowball fights,” says Breda, more sadly and with her smile gone.[1/2]
>>35283651[2/2]Colonel Hessler says, “Well said, Major.” She looks down at you. “As for you, I am sure you can things under control like the good disciplined Karlslander you are. Me and Breda must go oversee the positions on the Hill.”“Right,” says Captain Kelly. She gives a salute to them as the two begin their walk. Captain Kelly chuckles a little as she watches Bohater wrestle with Jeb and Burnie, clearly beginning to feel the strain of superior numbers. “I remember when I was like that as a wee child. Not too much to care about.”You cross your arms. “You ever miss those days, Captain?”“Of course, nobody likes growing up.” She sighs. “Unfortunately, my duties as an Officer is not to be a kid. It is to be a doting mother.” She frowns a little. “I’d be a terrible mother.”> “I’d want you for a mom.”> “Maybe you’re right.”> “Can you please be a doting mom to Bohater, right now?”> Write in
>>35283679> “I’d want you for a mom. So can you help us get our 'sister' into the bath?"Hessler is even more German than Bucholz and Minna combined. Jeez.
>>35283679> “Can you please be a doting mom to Bohater, right now?”
>>35283679>> “I’d want you for a mom.”
>>35283679> “I’d want you for a mom.”>“Can you please be a doting mom to Bohater, right now?”
>>35283154>Why does one of those witches have a halo?She must be the radio/radar witch.
> “I’d want you for a mom.”> “Can you please be a doting mom to Bohater, right now?”You smile at the Captain. For all her formalities and Britannianess, she can be quite nice. Jolly in a sense as she usually says. “Well, I would like for a mom. Do you think you could be a doting mom to Bohater, though?”Captain Kelly sighs with a smile on her face. “I suppose I can. Come on.” You head through the deep snowdrift, passing by Doc. “Hello, Doc. Do you need assistance?” Doc simply reads her field manual on medical dressing as she lies back, snow all over her.“Nein, keep on going, Skip,” says Doc as she adjusts her glasses a bit.Once you pass by, Captain Kelly says, “Sometimes I worry for Doc.” You tilt your head, confused. “You know the 10th Panzer Division, correct?”You nod. “Yes, I-“ Oh. Wait. Surely…“Yes,” says Captain Kelly. “Deplorable. Encircled by Neuroi forces. Destroyed to a man. Very few survivors, never been reformed.” You look back to Doc, who apparently hasn’t heard you. On her stalhhelm is indeed the Divisional logo of the 10th Panzer Division. Oh, that poor girl. You never realized that.“But, enough sadness, time to have some fun!” Captain Kelly grins as she trots up to the fighting position. Sure enough, Jeb and Bohater are actually being chokeheld by the incredibly tiny Polanian, Bohater. “Bohater, stand down. It’s time for your bath.”“Oh thank God, it’s Skip!” yells Jeb, her face turning a bit blue from lack of oxygen.Bohater looks up at Skip, glaring at her and puffing out her cheeks.[1/2]
>>35284240“No, don’t give me that look, Miss.” Captain Kelly proceeds to walk over, bend down, and tug Bohater’s ear. Bohater lets go of the stricken Liberions, who collapse. They start panting, gasping for breath again as Captain Kelly drags a very unwilling Bohater away. “Come on, double quick. It’s time for our baths.”……The little bathhouse for you Witches has been assembled like a mobile home from the side of a Mack truck. A tent has been struck down, and the snow has been piled out, leaving you all with enough tubs for the six of you, and then some. Hot water is provided courtesy of Burnie’s inherent magic. It unsurprisingly involves heating things up, and that includes water.You sigh, relaxing in your bath. You look to see Jeb and Doc washing each other, sharing a tub. Bohater simply stews in her own bath, angrily glaring ahead. Burnie relaxes happily, hanging off the side, while Captain Kelly enjoys a nice cup of tea.> Get Bohater bathed> See what Jeb and Doc are up to> Relax with Burnie> Talk to Captain Kelly> Write in
>>35284265> Get Bohater bathed
>>35284265>> Get Bohater bathedCome on now
>>35284265>Get Bohater bathedIt's for her own good.
>>35284265>> Get Bohater bathed
>>35284265> Get Bohater bathedYep.
>>35284265>> Get Bohater bathedThis won't end well.
>>35284393We love getting girls clean after all
>>35284442I have a suggestion on how to do that, but since this isn't a smut quest...
>>35284485It's a GermanSchteel quest: girls are always going to get bathed, and there's going to be lewdness.
> Get Bohater bathedJeb tunes the radio to something good.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYDmJbFS7HYDoc says, “Jeb, is this all you listen to?”“Doc,” Jeb leans back, arching her back and turning her naked breasts high. “When you’re in the jungle and all you have is a banjo, this is all you can listen to.”You step into Bohater’s bath, to which she only turns her eyes at you angrily. “Come on, Bohater, you need to get clean. People don’t like messy little girls.”Bohater simply gives you a look that say she would probably eat your head off if she weren’t so small. Ah, little girls like this are like Chihuahuas, all bark, some bite, no size. You grab a sponge and wring it over her hair, wetting it. She further stews down into the bath, half of her head completely buried in the water, and her cheeks red from the heat.Burnie sighs, smiling. “Hey, Rosie, use the good shampoo, she hates that.”Bohater looks up at you, quirking her brow lividly. Eh, you might as well. You pick up the good shampoo bottle and flick it open. You take a quick whiff. Hm, strawberries. You squirt it down on her hair, and you swear you could see it start cooking like an egg.Captain Kelly smiles at you. “Bohater is surprisingly receptive to you, Rosemary.”> “I consider myself agreeable.”> “If she’d talk, I’d consider that receptive.”> Quietly bathe Bohater> Write in
>>35284709> "It makes me really happy!"Time to turn on our scant moe-factor (that ojou-laugh really drags it down, still worth it).
>>35284709>> “I consider myself agreeable.”
>>35284709> “I consider myself agreeable.”
>>35284709>> “I consider myself agreeable.”>> Scrub every inch of her.>> Try to not think about the Rookie from our real world.
>>35284709>Beaming smile> Quietly bathe Bohater
>>35284709> Quietly bathe Bohater
>>35284709>> Quietly bathe Bohater
> “I consider myself agreeable.”You smile. “Well, I consider myself agreeable, Captain.” You scrub the shampoo through her hair. This is some bully hair, you can barely keep it down. You can feel some grit and dirt through it too. Does Bohater just roll around in the mud when you’re not looking? Goodness.Man, the Rookie would be having a complete conniption right now.But regardless, you wash down her hair once it’s done. She looks up at you, clearly angry despite the fact that you can’t see her eyes behind her wet hair blocking her face. Aw, that’s cute. But you’re still going to clean her. You grab some soap and a rag and start washing over her body, first her back, then you move onto her hips. She’s surprisingly very curvy for someone of her size.Jeb looks over at you. “So, Rosemary. Quick question.” You look up at her as you press your hands underneath Bohater’s breasts. “What’s with the StuG E you use? Ain’t that obsolete?”“Yeah,” says Burnie. “Dat thing’s older than my grandmother and she’s old enough to have been Stonewall Jackson’s maid.”> “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”> “I would like another Striker.”> “It’s temporary, a trainer.”> Write in
>>35285239>> “I would like another Striker.”
>>35285239> “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”STUG!
>>35285239>> “I would like another Striker.”Provided it is not a Porsche.
>>35285239>> “I would like another Striker.”>> "Not the Tiger, though: I get a bad feeling about that one."
>>35285239>> “I would like another Striker.”>>35285320stop trying to get her killed
Is the Stug old at this point?
>>35285239> “I would like another Striker.”An upgrade, maybe.
>>35285239>Man, the Rookie would be having a complete conniption right now.Even her best friend calls her "the Rookie" in her internal monologue. Jeez.
>>35285364The Ausf. E's 7.5 cm L/24 was pretty anemic later on in the war. Hence why most were up-gunned.STUH 42 Striker when?
>>35285363I can't help it. I love STUGs.
>>35285239>> “I would like another Striker.”>>35285444>STUH 42 Striker when?No anon, please, not even the Neuroi deserve that.
> “I would like another Striker.”You shrug. “I would like another Striker. The StuG model E is old, but it’s a reliable platform. Still however, I am trained to use heavier Strikers like the Tiger or the Koenigstiger. I hope when the logistics issues are solved, I can get my hands on one.”“Bully that,” says Jeb. “Me, I’d like a faster tank than my Stuart. I love my Stuart but it is showing its age a bit.”“You all talk like old women,” says Doc. “The Sturmgeschutz is a fine platform.”Jeb smirks a bit, her eyes half-lidded. “You’re only saying that because you use the G you cute little kraut.”Doc huffs, crossing her arms. “Please.”You continue to bathe Bohater down. Now that you think about it. What did Captain Kelly say about Bohater again? Post-Traumatic Vocal Disarticulation? What could’ve rendered this poor girl so speechless. You hate to imagine that so you quickly push it out of your mind. Now comes Bohater’s legs. “Kick up your legs, Bohater.”Bohater shakes her head, glaring furiously at you.> “Please.”> Pull her legs up.> “Fine, be that way.”> Write in
>>35285669> “Please.”Rosemary is such a nice girl
>>35285669>> “Please.”> Still however, I am trained to use heavier Strikers like the Tiger or the Koenigstiger.Noooo, Rose, stay away from them!
>>35285669>“Please.”Rose is a good girl, Bohater will be a good girl for her if asked nicely, I'm sure.
>>35285732Rose will show that politeness and courtesy can open the legs of any girl.And there's your lewd for today.
>>35285669>> Pull her legs up.>>35285705>Noooo, Rose, stay away from them!Henschel Tiger is fine, Porsche a shit.
> “Please.”You frown a little, mopey. “Come on, Bohater. Please?”She continues glaring at you.You continue pouting at her. The rest of the unit looks at the both of you, expectantly.…Bohater looks away, her face red either from the heat or embarrassment. Slowly but surely, her legs break the water, rising up for you. You smile and say, “There, that wasn’t so hard.” You start scrubbing her ankle, whistling a bit. You glance over to the others, who look particularly shocked.“Bo’s never done that before,” Jeb whispers to Doc.“Why don’t you ever do that for me,” asks Doc.“Because you never say please to me like that,” says Jeb.Burnie nods admirably. “I think we found our Firefly whisperer.”Oh jeez. You start scrubbing underneath her thighs, squeezing a bit at her firm and shapely legs. One thing you must note, this girl at least keeps in exercise. That’s the thing about these Strikers that a lot of witches are sure to love: every day is leg day in a Striker Unit, and the results certainly show.Captain Kelly sips her tea, checking the time. “Oh dear, bath time’s almost over. I haven’t scheduled anything after this. Did you girls want to do anything?”Burnie grins. “Maybe we could go up yonder onto them kraut foxholes on da hill. I want to show them Karl boys how to start a fire!” She snaps her finger, further grinning with her sharp teeth. “And by start a fire, I mean to say using a bit of flamethrower and-““No,” says Captain Kelly quickly. Burnie sulks.> We could just have dinner.> Perhaps Colonel Hessler will have something for us to do.> Can’t we just relax?> Write in
>>35286140>> Can’t we just relax?>> Give Bohater a leg massage while we're at it.
>>35286140>> We could just have dinner.Hessler would totally have something for us though
>>35286140>We could just have dinner.How good is Burnie at cooking?
>>35286140>> Can’t we just relax?
>>35286273Either flambe or rotisserie style chicken. Or maybe even gumbo.
>>35286140> We could just have dinner.
>>35286140>> We could just have dinner.>> Can’t we just relax?
> We could just have dinner.“We could have dinner, ma’am,” you say.Captain Kelly nods. “Good call. Burnie, perhaps you could cook something for us?”Burnie scratches her chin, pensive. “Hm… s’pose I could. I’ll figure out what I can cook with what we have in our kitchens round here.”“Exquisite.” Captain Kelly stands up, baring her wet clean body to the world. “Right then, girls. Finish up your baths, get dressed. We’ll have dinner very soon.” She steps out and grabs a towel, then proceeds on out of the tent.Burnie stands up as well, her generous assets jiggling a bit. She grins, “Awrighty, you moochers. I’m gonna be cooking up a storm so don’t y’all wait up for me.” She hops out, nearly slipping on the ground before heading out as well.Jeb and Doc shrug. “Eh, few more minutes,” they both say.> Continue bathing Bohater> Dress out> Go help Burnie Cook> Talk with Jeb and Doc (Topic?)> Write in
>>35286682>> Continue bathing Bohater>> Dress out
>>35286682> Continue bathing BohaterI like Bohater
>>35286682>> Continue bathing Bohater
>>35286682> Continue bathing BohaterIt's too much fun.
>>35286682> Continue bathing Bohater> Dress outBohater is an alright girl
>>35286682>Continue bathing BohaterUntil we can see our own reflection off her butt.
>>35286682>> Go help Burnie CookBother the crazy girl!
>>35286682> Continue bathing Bohater
> Continue bathing BohaterAnd as they said, after a few more minutes, Jeb and Doc leave, drying themselves off as they leave the tent. That just leaves you and Bohater. You continue scrubbing her, then she stands up to leave. “Nope.” You pull her back down. “You’re not done yet,” you say.She crosses her arms, angrily glaring at the tent wall. “Come on,” you say. “Just bear with me.” You press up against her back, further sending the heat up her cheeks you wash her feet, getting in between her toes and everything. Her soft skin and the water feel great in your hands.Sometimes, you kinda wish Bohater would talk. On the other hand, her silence is quite enduring in its own little way.But finally, after a time, you let her go. You both leave the tent, out into the biting cold snow, then quickly run over to the other side to the other tent. This is the barracks. Nobody is in you’re afraid so that leaves you and Bohater to get dressed. She quickly puts on her trousers and her bra and works on buttoning up her usual uniform. You’re already dressed in seconds however, Karlslander way after all.You take a curious look at her footlocker though. You walk over and look down to see a little picture. “Is that you, Bohater?” Bohater looks over to see you pick up a picture. It looks like Bohater, smiling (you’ve never seen her smile). Behind stand four tall men, grinning happily. They wear uniforms of the Polanian military.Bohater quickly swipes the picture from you, glaring angrily as she usually does.> “Alright, none of my business.”> “Brothers?”> “You know, you can always talk to me.”> Write in
>>35287189>> “Brothers?”>> Just keep talking to her, don't expect answers, though.Hee.
>>35287189> “Alright, none of my business.”> “You know, you can always talk to me.”
>>35287189>“You know, you can always talk to me.”
>>35287189>> “Alright, none of my business.”
>>35287235>>35287254> Telling a mute they can always talk to youMm hm. Right.
>>35287189>> “Brothers?”Well, we won't push her though
>>35287311She's not physically unable to speak, she's psychologically unable to speak. World of difference.And those four are the reason.
>>35287189> “Brothers?”> “You know, you can always talk to me.”
> “Brothers?”> “You know, you can always talk to me.”You smile, just a little. “Brothers?” Bohater nods, placing the photo back into her footlocker and slamming it shut. “It’s- It’s alright. I mean-… I’m an only child so I wouldn’t really know.” Yes, it’s best not to ask where they are. It’s probably obvious. Not like she’d answer you anyway.Bohater harumphs silently as she walks past you. “Hey, listen,” you say. She stops, turning to you. “You know. I know you don’t like talking much.” You walk up to her, hands clasped together behind your back. “But, you know can talk to me. Just the little things.”Bohater stares at you, not with a glare, but with a confused look on her face.“I mean- I don’t know if you’re like physically or psychologically unable to talk. Just- If you want to talk, I’m here,” you say quickly. “And, I’m not going anywhere.”Bohater sizes you up, slowly, with her eyes. She shuts her eyes, then shrugs as she turns around again to walk out of the tent. Well, at least you’re going somewhere. Time for dinner.……“Order up!” Burnie piles down a huge helping of what appears to be gumbo of some kind. “There ya go, eat up! Cooked it with my flamethrower fuel, gives it a nice zest and flavor I reckon.”… You’re pretty sure things cooked with gas fire directly don’t taste very good.Regardless, the others eat it up very well as you all sit around a fire. The sun is starting to set on the day it seems. Now that you think about it, you haven’t heard much from Southern Gallia. You hope your good friend sends you a letter soon or something. But heck, you just got here after all.Captain Kelly says, “You cook a fine gumbo, Burnie, I underestimated you.”Burnie looks up from her book. You hear the click of a zippo as she shuts it. Was she trying to burn that book? “Oh, yeah. Totally.”> “Are we going to fight anytime soon?”> “So where do you all come from?”> Eat your gumbo quietly> Write in
>>35287697> “So where do you all come from?”
>>35287697>> “So where do you all come from?”Hold on, I'm trying to wrap my head about gumbo being cooked directly with flames. It's a meal that's boiled.
>>35287697> “So where do you all come from?”SMALL TALK!
>>35287758I guess by using the flamethrower to boil the pot.
>>35287758Maybe she roasted the meat and then added it to the stew?
>>35287758Hm, well, actually, if she whipped it up in less than four hours, then she probably cooked the meat before boiling it. Okay, that works.
>>35287816Also, got my terminology mixed up: slow cooking is simmering, not boiling. My bad.
>>35287697>> “So where do you all come from?”Makin' conversation
> “So where do you all come from?”You take a spoonful of gumbo and pop it in. It’s actually surprisingly good. Maybe Burnie’s inherent magic includes cooking. After swallowing, you say, “So. You know, I’m from Karlsland.”“Really?” says Jeb. “We hadn’t noticed.”You roll your eyes. “I’m from Karlsland. Just wanted to know where you all come from, what units you were with.”Doc nods. “10th Panzer Division for a time, then I got switched over to the Medical Corps. Before that, Munich.” She smiles, sighing dreamily. “Ah, Munich. Cannot wait to see it liberated.”“Well!” Jeb grins, pointing her finger up for attention. “This girl here is from the southron part of Liberion, the best part. 1st Tank Battalion with the US Marines at Guadalcanal and the Solomon Isles campaign before I got picked up for the Joint Tank units.” She starts to turn around, grinning. “Wanna see the tat I got for my birthday-““Nobody wants to see it,” says Doc quickly. Jeb pouts at her, turning back again.Burnie laughs. “Well, I’m from the South too, that makes little Jeb here-“ Burnie tugs on Jeb’s cheek. Jeb growls a bit. Nobody likes being treated like a child. “My little sister. 2nd Armored Division, served in Africa and Normandy for a spell before being switched in.”You all look at Captain Kelly. “And you?” you ask.“Doncaster,” she says as she sips on her tea. “Hobart’s Funnies for a time. The old bloke actually recommended me for command after I distinguished myself with my engineering capabilities.”“Hey, Skip, you ever need those engineering capabilities?” says Burnie slyly.“… No, I have not found a use for them just yet,” says Captain Kelly. You smile a bit at that. “And of course,” she continues. “We all know Bohater has served with the 1st Polanian Armored.” She pats Bohater’s helmet as she eats her gumbo.[1/2]
>>35288215[2/2]“Jeez, a Marine, huh?” asks Burnie.Jeb looks at her indignantly. “You got something to say about the Corps?”“Oh, nothing, just wondering if you ever uh…” Burnie smirks, licking at her teeth a bit. “Tossed the bed with someone or something? I know those jungles can get weird.”Jeb blushes, looking away. “I- I never! I’m a good girl! I wouldn’t-“Doc smiles. “Come on…”“Ah stop it!” says Jeb. “Just because I was surrounded by dozens of muscular men all day don’t mean I’d spread my legs like some country cowgirl on a Sunday night after mass!” She waves her hand a bit. “Hell, we once literally tossed a bed out a window, but that’s a story for later! Anyway, y’all fuck off. Y’all, treat this like it’s some sort of game.” She points angrily at Doc. “I BET YOU NEVER HAD YA FIRST KISS.”Doc shrugs. “Nope.”…“That’s blunt,” says Jeb.“It’s the truth,” says Doc. She looks over at you. “Say, Mary. What about you? You ever kiss anybody?” Oh here we go.> None of your business.> There was this medic once…> Exaggerate wildly> Write in
>>35288243>> There was this medic once…
>>35288243>Exaggerate wildly"There was this girl, we called her "Rookie". No, it's not THAT Rookie..."
>>35288243>> There was this medic once…I liked Sawyer. He was good people.
>>35288243> None of your business.
>>35288243> There was this medic once…
>>35288383>SawyerAm I missing something here?
>>35288503It's a reference to Mecha Musume Quest. Rose was the MC there.The kiss she's referring to was CPR made on her after a SU-152 shot her. The CPR failed and she died
>>35288503Mecha Musume quest. Short quest Schteel ran some time ago. Was about Tank Witches and the MC was the very same Rosemary.It didn't end well at all.
>>35288503>>35288569Rose had her own Rookie in those, though she wasn't much like this Rookie, and all she shares with Bohater is that they're both small.
>>35288744For that matter, that Rose and this Rose aren't the same ones.Or perhaps they are. Frickin' travelers.
> There was this medic once…You sigh. “Well… there was this medic once.”Doc, Jeb, and Burnie slide in, grinning. “Oooooh, lifesaver, go on!” says Doc.You roll your eyes. “I was spending my rotation period in Africa with General Rommel. I was actually shadowing him in order to get a better idea of what goes in the command tents, you know? Anyway, this Neuroi attack happened. I was, rushing to my Striker. It happened very fast, very fast. Before I knew it, I had been blown off my feet, and knocked unconscious.”Their smiles drop a bit. “Oh. Was it just CPR?”You blush a little, nodding. “Well, yes. I woke up a few minutes later. His mouth was on mine, and it was…” You hold your chin a bit. It was nice but you don’t want them to know that. “Interesting.”“Did you get his name?” asks Jeb.“Sawyer Hackett,” you say. “Volksdeutscher from Liberion. I haven’t seen him since actually, I’ve been very careful not to get hit or wounded. I mean, that was back in 43 anyway, he’s probably off elsewhere.”[1/2]
>>35288814[2/2]“Was he handsome?” asks Burnie.“He was, actually,” you say. “Not like Johannes, more… charming.”“That still doesn’t count as a first kiss though,” says Doc.“I don’t care,” you say.Burnie smirks, sitting back up and proceeding to go back to trying to set her book on fire with her zippo. “Well, y’all can argue on them semantics of lip wrestling another time I suppose.”“Yes, indeed.” You all look up to see Colonel Hessler and Major Breda walking up to you. “Captain Kelly.” She stands up and salutes. “I need you and your girls on the hill. Blaskowitz’s Air Recon has spotted Neuroi coming in from the north-east, we might be hit soon.”Captain Kelly nods. “Alright, Colonel. Any details?”“No, you are free to do as you need.” Colonel Hessler looks at all of you. “As for you all, I expect diligances, an eternal vigil. The Fallschirmjaeger are the finest Karlsland has to offer, but they are not invincible. Their lives are in your hands.”Burnie whistles a bit. “No pressure or anything.” Hessler places her hands on her hips, glaring at Burnie. “Just saying.”> “We’ll get it done, Colonel.”> “Where will you be?”> “Are we really going to be hit?”> Write in
>>35288839>"We’ll get it done, Colonel."
>>35288839>> “We’ll get it done, Colonel.”>>35288794Rose WILL save her Rookie. One way or another...
>>35288839>> “Where will you be?”Is there something else she needs to do?
>>35288839>“We’ll get it done, Colonel.”Rookie's asskissing may have rubbed off on me.
>>35288901Rookie is a professional and an ass kisser. Rose is a professional and... uh... we'll find out soon.
>>35288839>> “We’ll get it done, Colonel.”
>>35288896>Rosemary is HomuraOh my.>>35288931All in due time, man. This is only the first thread we've had with her!
>>35288954Rosemary did nothing wrong.We have seen her for... two, three threads? We have enough for a good read on her character, which is that... hm, well, there's nothing particularly outstanding about it. She's a good soldier that sometimes gets into shenanigans, though usually as an incidental party rather than an instigator. She's also a caretaker for girls she finds a need to care for. So, really, she's not too much different from her previous incarnation, except she needs far less psychological counseling and meds.... So, uh, I guess my statement of her "not having an outstanding character" is actually false.
>>35288839> “We’ll get it done, Colonel.”
> “We’ll get it done, Colonel.”You stand up and nod. “We’ll get it done, Colonel Hessler.”“Sehr gut,” she says. “Major Breda.” She turns to the Farawayland Witch. “Go make sure the mortar positions behind the hill are secure.” Major Breda nods and starts running off. “The rest of you, you already know your place.” She begins marching off.Captain Kelly looks down at you, her smile faded. “Alright, lassies. Get up and lets go. Here’s how it’ll go down. We’ll pair off. Two witches on the 12 O’Clock, the 1:30, and the 3 O’Clock positions on the hill. Hull down positions as needed. I’ll have the paratroopers dig up fallback positions on the crest. Start pairing up.”Now, who to pair up with?> Bohater> Jeb> Doc> Skip> Burnie
>>35289162> BohaterWe need our surrogate rookie,
>>35289162>> BohaterReally, everyone already seems to have pairs.
>>35289162>> BohaterIf she doesn't mind
> BohaterYou smile at Bohater. “Welp, come on. Let’s get to work then.” Bohater simply glares at you as usual. You’ll have to take her silence as yes. “Captain, we’ll take the 1:30 position.”“Jolly good,” says Captain Kelly.……Climbing the hill wasn’t easy. First off, instead of wearing your Strikers, the Colonel insisted you carry them up there to keep your magical signatures from alerting Neuroi of the location of Witches. Secondly, you also had to carry entrenching tools up there as well. Thirdly, the slope that you’re working on is actually pretty steep. It wasn’t gradual like the slope you walked up, this is more like a sheer 45 or 50 degree slope.But finally, you did manage to get to work. Or rather Bohater did, because as soon as you said, “Right, let’s work,” she started working.And soon enough, before you finished your own fighting position, she had finished a hull-down position for the both of you, and her own fighting position.“Bohater.” You look at her as she rests in the snow. “Can you please help?”She shakes her head.Hmph. Just because she can work doesn’t mean she can’t not help.“Guten abend.” You look up to see a trio of Fallschirmjaeger, bundled up in greatcoats, scarves, and gloves. One of them is familiar to you however. It’s Johannes Bucholz. “Rosemary, yes?” You nod, smiling. Wow, he makes them men look tiny. Six feet nine is nothing to shake a stick at. He offers you a cup of coffee. “Would you like some coffee?”> “Sorry, I need to keep working.”> “I’d love some.”> Write in
>>35289575>> “I’d love some.”Some help too if you aren't busy
>>35289575>> “I’d love some.”>> Get a cup for Bohater, too.Bohater's a good girl, and a good worker. You just need to keep up, Rose.
>>35289575>>35289619whups.> “I’d love some.”
>>35289640Right Bohater could use some too
>>35289575>>35289640Right you are!
>>35289575Speaking of Johannes, I wonder how he stacks up against Randel Oland.
>>35289749Did he turn his lantern on? That makes all the difference.
> “I’d love some.”You stand up out of the hole and quickly take the cup. You let the warm liquid wash down your gullet, and warm every fiber of your body. Ah, good coffee. “Thank you, Johannes. This is good coffee.”One of the paratroopers says, “I should hope so. I made it myself. You don’t get too many coffee beans out there so I used some clever substitutes.” You look down at your cup. Oh boy…Johannes smiles, slapping the paratrooper with the big mouth on the back, nearly flooring him and making him spill his coffee. “This is Michael Kerner. Man with a big mouth.” Johannes gestures to the other paratrooper, a shorter one with glasses not unlike Doc’s. “That’s Oswald Stern.”You smile at the both of them. “It’s nice to meet you.”Oswald motions to your fighting position. “That is a sorry looking fighting position.” Wow. None of these paratroopers have any tact. “Do you want us to help you with that?”You shake your head, your smile now turning into one of nervousness. “Oh, nein nein, I could not-“ Too late. Oswald and Johannes jump and start digging it up for you. “… ask that of you.”Michael chuckles, wheezing a bit, then throwing into a coughing fit. “Agh… Knuddel and Oswald are those kinds of people. They see a girl in need and are quick to react.”[1/2]
>>35290044[2/2]You lean on your shovel, nodding. “I suppose.” Bohater walks over, confused. “Oh, I should introduce you three. Michael, Oswald, Johannes-“ They all look at Bohater, who glares at the three of them. “This is Bohater. She’s a Witch as well, for a Sherman Firefly to be precise.”Johannes smiles, then steps out of the hole. Bohater steps back, completely floored by how big Johannes is. He offers his hand, smiling. “It is nice to meet you.”…Bohater continues to stare at him, almost… fearfully? Johannes chuckles a bit. “Heh, I see the issue,” he says. He takes off his helmet, then kneels down to Bohater’s level, going eye to eye with her even. “Hi there.”Bohater stares at him, all kinds of emotions running across her face.“Don’t worry, I’m no monster,” says Johannes. “I have a sister. You look just like her, when she was much younger.” He carefully pats Bohater’s helmet. “I am sure others find you cute.”Bohater goes back to glaring at him. Johannes simply laughs. He looks back at you. “Your little Bohater does not talk?” You shake your head. “Ah, well.” He turns back to Bohater and says, “No matter. I don’t need words to show you I can be your friend, Bohater.”Bohater blinks, her glare disappearing. Carefully, she slowly takes Johannes’ hand and shakes it. Johannes grins warmly, almost like a proud father.> Return to digging your hole> Talk to Johannes and crew> Talk to Bohater> Relax and let the crew dig your hole> Write in
>>35288215>1st Tank Battalion with the US Marines at Guadalcanal and the Solomon Isles campaignWait.I thought the German campaign was about to wrap up when Coral Sea/Midway, which preceded Solomon Island/Guadalcanal, happened?
>>35290065>getting oneeNTRdI HATE ITPls stop making Johannes more grating when he's a great guy
>>35290065>Talk to Bohater
>>35290065>> Return to digging your hole> Talk to Johannes and crewThe Bucholz family sure are good at being great
>>35290065> Return to digging your hole
>>35290065>Talk to Bohater>and let the crew dig your hole
>>35290065>> Return to digging your hole>> Talk to Johannes and crew>>35290101Oddly enough, I agree. Somehow Johannes has a magical ability to make everyone like him with a single spoken phrase. How long did it take Rose to not have Bohater glare at her?
>>35290065Damn, Johannes just made more progress with Bohater in a matter of seconds than we've managed in like, hours. I jelly.
>>35290065>> Return to digging your hole
>>35290231This is kind of why I'm ticked off with how German's writing how people interact with Johannes: I actually like the guy a lot, but the only people who haven't creamed their panties when they meet him are Bucholz and Rookie. And Bohater actually not scowling at someone is her equivilant of such. It's really annoying, I kind of want someone to, well, not dislike him, just not have any particular reaction to him other than "fuck that guy's huge".Well, aside from Rookie: I was impressed that German didn't write anything about how hot he was when she met him.
>>35290314It's like Eugene 2.0 except without the romance-shit to make people riled up so instead it's like a simmering pot of confused dislike that nobody puts a name on.
> Return to digging your hole> Talk to Johannes and crewYou jump back in your hole and start digging with Johannes and Oswald. Johannes looks up at Michael, who simply stands with Johannes and his own cup of coffee. “You not going to help, Michael?”He shrugs. “Hey, you all volunteered.”Johannes shrugs as well, then strikes the snow. He tosses it right onto Michael. He staggers back, beating the snow off of him while Oswald laughs. “Ah, to hell with you, Knuddel. I won’t be helping you when you need me to dig your fighting position.” Michael chuckles as he drinks out of Johannes’ cup of coffee.You ask, “So what brought you into the Fallschirmjaeger?”“Well most of us enlisted into the Luftwaffe,” says Oswald. He motions to Johannes. “Johannes is here because he is gigantic. Michael is here because he was too big for planes. But for me and Michael, we figured the pay would be better, and that we would uh…” he shrugs, “get more glory out of it.”“And look at us now,” says Michael. “Digging holes for a pair of a witches on a cold Winter night. Orussia was way colder but still… I miss summer.”“We all do,” says Johannes.[1/2]
>>35290577[2/2]“Besides,” says Michael. “You get a neat little badge!” He points to a medal over his left breast pocket. It’s a golden eagle diving with the Karlslander cross in its talon. Surrounding it all is a silver wreath. “Neat, yes?”You smile. “It is. I actually was awarded the Iron Cross 1st Class for action in Africa.”Michael frowns a bit. “It’s not a contest.”With that, Johannes and Oswald climb out. “Alright. Now that is a fighting position,” says Oswald.Johannes smiles down at you. “If you need more help, you can call us.” With that, the three wave goodbye to you and start leaving. You look down to see Bohater, already settling into her own fighting position, her Striker nestled into the ground and ready for deployment behind her.> Sit down next to Bohater> Rest in your own fighting position> Seek out Jeb and Doc> Seek out Burnie and Captain Kelly> Write in
>>35290314I think you're projecting personal issues onto the character way too hard jesus christ. Did you also flip out over Graf?
>>35290595> Rest in your own fighting positionGet some shut eye and all that.
>>35290595>> Rest in your own fighting position
>>35290595>> Rest in your own fighting positionThey were nice
>>35290595>> Rest in your own fighting position>>35290614Graf is a terribly written character, period. Johannes is a good character who has an irritating and boring attribute put on him.
>>35290595> Seek out Burnie and Captain Kelly>>35290614I liked Graf and completely agree with that anon.
>>35290667Graf was well written, you just got asshurt that someone dared to be "better" in an insignificant way in the quest. For all the accolades she had, her actual accomplishments in the quest add up to precisely nothing compared to everything we've done, and she was hardly rude to us (our character might disagree, but Rookie's a kid, acts like a kid, and maybe some day we'll actually get slapped for it). Hell, we're getting the carpet we want to munch on so badly."Badly written" is your code for "I'm jelly about a fictional character getting an award we didn't have at the time". You whining about Johannes making a better connection with Bohater is pretty much the same thing. You just want shit handed to us, you don't want to have any form of competition, or the perception of competition while we RP being little miss perfect.I suppose when you pander this hard, German, this is the sort of reader you get.
>>35290733>competitionWhen Johannes appeared, every girl in the unit creamed her panties."Competition" implies we have a chance against that. And harem MCs are annoying, be they the MC or not.
>>35290733Christ, you don't even know why I dislike her. I don't dislike her because she's better, hell, I actually liked her when she first came on the scene as an arrogant, cocksure ace. It was when her characterization kept changing, REPEATEDLY, and when retcons had to happen to make sure that her background and her "relationship" with Rookie made sense, that I started getting pissed off about her. She has yet to keep the same personality for longer than a thread, and she doesn't even fit the idea and theme that German has stated was hers.As for Johannes, you haven't even read why I'm pissed off: he's basically causing the Eugene Effect on EVERYONE but Rookie and Bucholz, which is annoying because he's a perfectly good character otherwise.
>>35290782>>35290815>bawwwww girls liked guys in my lesbians-only questThis is exactly how you both sound.Well German, this is your fanbase, for better or worse.
>>35290833Nobody bitched about the Sawyer mention, you're projecting anon.
>>35290833... Seriously? You think that girls wanting to throw their panties at someone the first time they see them is normal? What the hell?
> Rest in your own fighting positionYou sigh, sitting down in your newly christened fighting position. Now this is comfy. And defensible as well! In its own hole sit your Striker Units, for when the Neuroi make the inevitable attack.You’re not optimistic. They are going to attack. It might be brutal for the paratroopers, but you can at least make sure to blunt the damage on them. You look up, to see the trees, and the starry night sky above you. You’d try to sleep, but that coffee’s actually got you slightly awake now.You sit up a bit, peering over the lip of the fighting position. Bohater has already fallen asleep, her helmet tipped over her eyes as she lies back against the wall of her fighting position. That’s cute.Hopefully things aren’t too bad in Southern Gallia.… What’s that noise? A whining whistling…You cover your head and duck. The tree next to your hole explodes. You’re showered in bark and splinters. Another explosion, and another, and another. “GET DOWN!” yells someone. “ARTILLERY!” You curl up, letting snow and dirt rush over your fighting position with blow and hit. The ground rumbles and shakes with every hit. Neuroi using artillery. That’s something.You curiously peek up, Bohater is ducked down. Good, good. All she has to worry about are stray shots landing in her hole. Bright flashes assault your eyes. You blink hard and duck back in. You hear the sharp crack of trees splintering, the thoom of the ground getting battered by Neuroi powered shells. You can feel your stomach churning under the shake of it all. Oh please stop.…They’ve stopped. You look up and around. You can hear someone moaning. Someone’s hit. It’s not any of the Witches, it’s a soldier.> Go out and help him> Stay back in, the artillery could resume any second.
>>35290876> Go out and help himOf course.
>>35290868GermanSchteel is a hack who pulls that kind of shit all the time, so yes, it's normal in his quests.
>>35290868I could say the exact same thing about Rookie's instant fixation on Bucholz, or Daphne's obsession with Rookie, and it's still just as dumb and it's the result German trying to pander to a very specific crown of reader.
>>35290876>Stay back in, the artillery could resume any second.
>>35290876>> Go out and help himRosemary pls
>>35290889Yes, but at least those stick to single-character fixations rather than a character just having the trait 'ladykiller' and maxed charisma.
>>35290876>> Go out and help him
>>35290930See, when you put it that way it doesn't seem that bad. A big part of the Eugine shitstorm was that the players reaction was essentially dictated. >>35290876>Stay back in, the artillery could resume any second.
>>35290876> Go out and help him
>>35290930No, it's still stupid, you're just ass hurt that we don't have Johannes ability to attract a whole crowd.The reality is, there's actually nothing WRONG with Johannes being a natural lady killer in a quest inspired by the Japanese desire to see children in their underwear. It's fuckin' anime, and you're taking it way too seriously when we're not at the center of attention or the super awesome everyone loves us character.
>>35290876> Shout if they can get themselves to cover first, THEN go out and help him if he doesn't respond in the affirmative.>>35290889I do agree with that, but at least it took a long and believable while for Bucholz to reciprocate.In retrospect, I probably wouldn't be mad at all with the Johannes and Bohater scene if it weren't for all of the witches falling over for him: it actually does make sense Bohater would warm up to him, now that I think of it, since Johannes is a good big brother and Bohater has (had?) four older brothers she got along with.
>>35290989I'd rather sees this as celebrity crush.You know, Not only he is good-looking physically, Johannes also a very nice guy. Girls will at least take notice on him.I agree some of the girls reaction a bit overboard.
I think Johannes is fine. Yall sperg out too much about weird ass shit in comedy quests
>>35291007>long and believableThis is always an arbitrary measurement. For some people, long and believable in an anime quest is "at first sight I want to fuck." For others they think weeks and months of absurd levels of abuse and obvious disinterest in us means "She's totally into me."Basically, I was right: you're jealous about an NPC getting attention that is, at best, fleeting. It's nowhere near 'overboard' unless you also want to call Daphne's frankly creepy obsession with Rookie-hair overboard, or Rookie's obsession over Bucholz.If you're trying to somehow seek out realistic portrayals of relationships or attraction between people, THIS IS NOT THE QUEST TO BE IN. You're here for the lesbian pandering, at least admit it. 'swhat I'm here for.
>>35291033But everyone has different celeb crushes.Like, you'd think every girl wants Ryan Gosling from the way the internet talks about him but I don't know anyone who's that into him. My male friends run the whole spectrum of women-celebs. It just strikes me as rather unlikely that practically all the witches have one on Johannes.
>>35291072 All of the anons sperging out makes up a good chuck of the amusement of this thread some how.
>>35290876>The ground rumbles and shakes with every hit. Neuroi using artillery. That’s something.>Someone’s hit. It’s not any of the Witches, it’s a soldier.>Threadanons chose instead to bicker over mildly questionable portrayal of b-list side character.
>>35291165What's there to talk about here? It's not even like we know any soldiers in this place to speculate the injured one's identity.
>>35291115....dude, a personification of perfect aryan race is descended upon them, and compared to Steward he is on same rank with them, making him fair play.
> Go out and help himYou wait a moment. Still groaning, gurgling a bit even. Oh, where’s Doc?Alright, to heck with it. You grab a spare syrette of morphine from your bag then stand up. Bohater looks at you, motioning for you to get down. You yell, “Stay down! I’ll be fine! Just stay down!” You clamber out of the hole and start sprinting.You hop over shell crates, leap over fallen branches, and keep on running. Around you, paratroopers tell you to duck, to take cover somewhere, or to just keep running. They have the right idea, honestly, you don’t.But you can’t leave a man to suffer.Finally, you see him. You run down over to him, a paratrooper lying on his back, a burning hole in his greatcoat. He must have caught a piece of shrapnel. He groans, writhing. “Relax, relax,” you say as place your hands on him. “It’s okay.” He mutters something, almost a cry to his mother you think. You feel your heart drop further. Doc!Doc runs over, sprinting. Oh thank goodness. “What’s the damage?” she asks.“I- I-…” You point to the hole. “I think it’s shrapnel.” Doc nods, setting down a medical kit and pulling out some tools. “A-are you not going to heal him?”“Magic is for regeneration, not for removing shrapnel,” she says. “Do you have morphine?” You nod, handing your syrette over to her. “Sehr gut.” She quickly rolls up the man’s sleeve, then hurriedly injects the morphine in. “Alright. Just-“Snow splashes over you. The whistling starts filling your eyes as more shells hit the hill. “Ah, no!” Doc crawls over to the man’s arms, then starts dragging him away. “Take cover!” You try to follow her. “No! No! Spread out!” You turn away and dive to the ground, crawling as the ground shakes and erupts.“Hey!” You look over to see Oswald and Michael, holding their hands out to you and yelling. They’re in a relatively deep fighting position. “Come on! Get in! Get in!”> Crawl to Oswald and Michael> Try for a Shell crater> Stay where you are> Write in
>>35291095>It's nowhere near 'overboard' unless you also want to call Daphne's frankly creepy obsession with Rookie-hair overboard, or Rookie's obsession over Bucholz.Actually, I agree with you on that. But no, you're not right that I'm mad because he's getting attention, otherwise I would have been pissed about Jimmy Stewart.
>>35291197>> Try for a Shell craterRemember that scene on BoB?poor Oswald and Michael.
>>35291174Well, if German bends over backwards to certain thread "anons", we'll have something else to talk about when he puts Johannes on the bus, just like he did with Graf.
I think Johannes is mostly fine too, I just can't really see how he was able to make more progress with Bohater than even her own unit in just a matter of seconds.
>>35291197>> Crawl to Oswald and Michael
>>35291095This.Personally I'm disappointed in the lack of lesbian pandering, way too much 'oh isn't he a hunk' 'oh Sawyer~' 'dohoho I bet you got gangrailed in the jungle by those strong, muscly fellows', etc. The SW I watched kepts its scant few hints of heterosexuality to tasteful romance and let the lesbians monopolize lewdness, Schteel! I thought I could trust you! Where's your regard for the shallow readers?
>>35291141>>35291165Why do Schteel quests attract sperging over the most inconsequential shit? It's ridiculous. I can sperg with the best of them but only when I feel like something is actually on the line. >>35291197> Crawl to Oswald and MichaelIs this going to end up like that Band of Brothers scene?
>>35291197>> Crawl to Oswald and MichaelWe should send a letter when we're back as Rookie
>>35291197> Try for a Shell crater
>>35291214He's a big teddy bear who isn't constantly trying to force words out of her mouth, unlike us.
>>35291213Technically speaking, he was already put on the bus back in thread... 16? And I like him just fine, I'm just irritated by German's replacing people being attracted to others normally with exploding panties.>>35291214I thought about it, and "Johannes big brother status + Bohater having (had?) lots of big brothers = Bohater warming to Johannes quickly" makes sense.
>>35291214It makes sense given the whole picture and shit. Doesn't make it better to me since it happened JUST beforehand making it way too blatantly planned for me.
>>35291294No actually it's perfectly acceptable for a QM to make plans for character interactions and stuff
>>35291282I know that's what it is, and I can totally understand it, but still, it just feels like it happened unnaturally quick to me.
>>35291322So did Daphne's panty-wetting obsession with our hair but because you like that sort of thing you're not asshurt about it
Schteel, pls don't negotiate with terrorists
>>35291347I never said I liked that?
> Crawl to Oswald and MichaelYou start crawling towards them, gritting your teeth. “You can do it!” yells Michael. “Crawl! Crawl!”Oswald nods, frantic. “Hurry!”Just a few more yards. Come on. Come on.“Come on! Hurry!” screams Michael. He holds out his hand to you. You can see him about to yell something else. Oswald as well looks as if he’s about to run out to maybe grab you or something.But their fighting position exploding puts a stop to them. You don’t even see what happened to them. All that happens is Oswald’s helmet flying near you, rolling into the snow, a few flecks of blood inside the liner. All you can do is stare at it. Oh no. No…You feel hands on you. You look up. Bohater! She starts dragging you to a shell crater. “Bohater! I- I thought I told you to stay down!” you yell. She throws you in and dives down on top of you. She covers you with her body, almost in a hug. Snow and mud fly over your crater, and the explosions rock at your ear drums.> Remain quiet.> “Why!?”> “Thanks.”> Write in
>>35291369>> “Thanks.”Poor Rosemary
>>35291369>> Remain quiet.....alright, not only that cliched but its also cruel.Time for PTSD.
>>35291369>> Remain quiet.>> Pat her on the back.Good job, Bohater.
>>35291319Yes, that's why I put the blatantly.It's like the difference between Chekov's gun and 'oh hey there's a rifle over there' *danger appears* 'quick, use that rifle over there!'
>>35291389Hm... I'd agree with you normally, but in this case we're not going to be using Rose's perspective for very long, so I think expediting it is more acceptable.
>>35291369> Remain quiet.> Hug Bohater.
>>35291369>Remain quiet because no one can hear us over the explosions anyway.
>>35291369>> Remain quiet.>> Hug Bohater.
> Remain quiet.You hug Bohater tight, shutting your eyes. There’s nothing to say honestly except thank you. She wouldn’t hear it anyway. Oh… Michael and Oswald. You barely knew them for five minutes. You can barely contain yourself.Another explosion rocks the ground near you. You hear a tree splinter and explode, shattering from a burst. You try to say thank you, but you can barely hear yourself talk over the rumbling and rupturing of the earth. It’s as if God himself decided to bring the apocalypse down on your head.And boy, did he choose a time to do it.Another explosion. Snow and dirt fly all over you and Bohater.And another one. You think your ears are beginning to shatter. You think you hear someone scream over the shells and the explosions.Oh please. Let this end. Make it stop.
>>35291688That's it for this week's Strike Witches of Gallia. Tomorrow will be Magical Girl Liberty provided nothing goes wrong at 3PM EST. Hope to see people there.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelAsk at: ask.fm/GermanSchteelSee you next time.
>>35291719Thanks for running, boss.
>>35291719Man what a sad thread, thanks and see you next time Schteel
>>35291688Even on new quest, Rose will always content with PTSD. Poor girl.>>35291719Thanks for the quest boss!
>>35291738Being Rose is suffering.
>>35291719Please don't kill Rosemary again, Schteel. My heart can't take a second time.
>>35291719Thanks for running Schteel!
>>35291769Rosemary is doomed in every timeline, anon
>>35291878She WILL save her Rookie, one day! No matter how many timelines or realities she goes into!
>>35291920No.No matter how much she entreats us, no matter how pitifully she laments, Rookie shall always die.
>>35291920No, anon. Both Rookie and Rosemary are doomed in every possible timeline. The Witches of Certainty and Miracle declare it.
>>35292374Rose will live always with the sound of insects buzzing within her skull, ants crawling on her eyeballs forever and ever!
>>35292475She has been granted the rights accorded to an enemy of the gods. She will live from now and forever, in an endless cycle of rebirth. Condemned in each life to be hated, feared, scorned, punished, and obliterated.
>>35292374>>35292404>>35292418>>35292475>>35292552You think that will stop her?
>>35292625I'm so glad Schteel picked up a drawfag for this quest
>>35291223>>35291369Called it etc etc etc Schteel why