>>26646786
[x] Peep through a window

>>26646786
>[X] HERO MODE

>>26646786
>[x] HERO MODE

>>26646786
>[x] Enter unobtrusively

You walk in, only to be confronted by a lesbian orgy. Then you walk out.

I'm just kidding. We're gonna save Elma! I think . WRITING!

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Those squeals sounded extremely dangerous. You're very sure she'd be very sad to go to Hell. There's only one thing to do.

You stride into the classroom, with nary a care in the world. "Hello ladies, what's going o-"

You see that the entire class, about forty witches in training, are... actively fawning on your biggest fangirl. They're not so much squealing as they are actively restraining themselves not to pet her like an adorable puppy. And in the center of it all is Elma herself, all manner of poise and confidence lost as she stares at her class, unable to utter anything but sobs.

Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all. Yet advanced magic theory isn't something you could have taught them. You're only a man, after all. A damned good one in a plane an a good enough teacher, but you're not a Witch.

Fortunately enough, this was the worst of it.

[ ] Sit at the back. Magic Theory sounds interesting.
[ ] Encourage her somehow.
[ ] Formally introduce her?

>>26647322
[x] Formally introduce her?
[x] Proceed to sit at the front of the room and look grumpy at anyone who gets their fangirl on.

>>26647322
[x] Formally introduce her?
[x] Proceed to sit at the front of the room and look grumpy at anyone who gets their fangirl on.

SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN

Wait, only one vote? Oh wait Firebender Quest is on.

WRITING

>>26647529
Post more butts, you'll get more votes.

>>26647529
Just got home sorry man.

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Poor Elma. She's about to burst into tears. It must have been a real terror to be that adorable and trying to teach a class.

Well, they haven't been formally introduced yet, have they?

"Ladies! Settle down! This is Miss Elma. She'll be your teacher for the things I cannot teach you about. It's her first day here, so try to be nice!" As you do this, you lay a reassuring hand on her shoulder. You're not too sure what this does, but at least she's not about to cry anymore.

With that done, you head for the back of the class. You pick an empty seat and make yourself comfortable. You kinda have to monitor her; this being her first lesson and all.

After all, you don't want her to screw up on her first day.

==============================

It's already halfway through the lesson and all seems well. Relatively.

While you understand the rudiments of how Witches and magic work, the lesson is about as clear as a pool of muddy water. You're really tempted to ask a few questions. And it does appear that the lesson is also going over their heads. Your young charges are taking down lots of notes, but it seems as if they don't really understand it at all.

[ ] Just keep observing. You can tell her how she fared later.
[ ] Break the tedium with a welll-placed question.

>>26647949

JUST IN TIME.

>>26648021
>[x] Break the tedium with a welll-placed simply worded question.

We want the children to learn, but we also don't want Elma thrown off her groove

>>26648021
>[ ] Break the tedium with a well-placed question.
I'll assume that the question will be relevant and won't make us look dumb, since we the players have not heard the actual lecture.

>>26648021
>[ ] Break the tedium with a welll-placed question.

Let them know its good to ask questions instead of dying to save face because they lacked knowledge.

>>26648021
[x] Break the tedium with a welll-placed question.
I'd break THAT 'tedium' with MY 'question' if you know what I mean.

>>26648021
>[ ] Break the tedium with a welll-placed question.
Try to get the lesson slowed down for the slow witches.

>>26648147
2lewd

Told you butts would work.

Unanimous decisions ho!

Writing!

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Her lesson was getting more and more arcane and if it kept on, no one would have understood. So you asked her a question.

"Miss Elma! I don't understand! Could you repeat that again, preferably in a simpler way?"

You feel a wave of relief pass through the classroom. It would have been better if one of them popped the question.

It also threw poor Elma off her groove. She looks rather flustered.

"Well, see..." She tries to make the arcane understandable for everyone. She's almost in tears as she does this. The finer points of magic usage are still way beyond your level of understanding, but it does appear that everyone else are starting to get the idea.

All too soon, the lesson ends. "Andthat'sallfortodayclassI'llseeyounextweek!" Elma exits the classroom very hurriedly. No doubt it has something to do with her almost in tears for the rest of the lesson.

"Mr Witold, what's wrong with Miss Elma?" one of the students asks.
"She's probably overwhelmed by her first day. She'll be all right." You reply. The student looks at you oddly before aanswering.
"If that's what you say, Mr Witold..."

It's almost time for luunch, though.

[ ] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.
[ ] She's a big girl, she can handle herself. You've got a lesson to prepare for.

I didn't know updating on the fly would take this long! I don't even prewrite all of this!

>>26648567
>[X] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.

>>26648567
[x] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.
Bring the punchy one! She's good at this sort of thing!

>>26648567
>[ ] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.

>>26648567
>[X] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.

Be all fatherly and stuff.

>>26648567
>[ ] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.
Best not leave the adorable Pole out to dry.

>>26648567
>[X] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.

>>26648567
>[ ] Lunch, schumch. You gotta know what's bugging her.

OH MY. MORE UNANIMOUS DECISIONS.

Also Elma's Finnish. I thought I stated that.

WWRITING. WHILE DISTRACTED BY 2HUS.

You really need to archive on thread creation.

Unless you've grown to liking "Shitty China Waifu Quest" for some reason, that guy doesn't seem like he's going to stop

>>26649362

There's a reason why I call this "THE WORST TIME OF THE WEEK", you know.

And yes, preemptively shitting on my own thread is a thing.

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Lunch can wait. Anyway. This should be wrapped up quickly in time to get lunch.

It's not that hard to track a crying foreign witch. It's a lot easier to know where she'd be, since there weren't many places for her to go as well.

Soon, you find yourself in front of the Witches' bunks. Specifically, the one where the new girls was billeted. Two pairs of eyes glare at you as you enter.

"...We're missing one." You say.

"Not right now, sir. We've got more pressing concerns." Veronica answers. "If you're looking for Miss Leivonen, she's in her room, but she really doesn't want to see anyone right now." You notice that the other occupant in the room is just focusing all of her hate at you.

[ ] "Still, I have to give her an evaluation."
[ ] "...What's her deal?"

>>26649406
>[X] "...What's her deal?"

>>26649406
>[X] "Still, I have to give her an evaluation."

Code for "I need to give her the dickens"

>>26649406
>[x] Ignore them, go see Elma anyway.

>>26649406
>[ ] "...What's her deal?"
If Elma can't even give a lecture, then that's not good for us.

>>26649493

BUT ANON, THAT'S...

FORBIDDEN LOVE. (In a sense.)

Dis was attraction. I'm putting a note here, what the fuck.

Writing.

>>26649821
BUT IT'S THE ONLY WHEY.

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"...What's her deal?" You jab a finger at the glowering Japanese Witch.

"Oh, Lieutanant Tomoko? She's still mad at you about something." the blonde Belgian sighs. "It's getting tense around here."

"THERE. WAS. NO. PLANE." That shrill voice, fueled with anger, cuts through the air. All attention is focused at the angry Witch, who is now about to give you a verbal lashing.

"He. Ran. Away. leaving. me. To. Look. Like. A. Fool. in. Front. Of. Everyone. And. YOU. ARE. TO. BLAME." Her barely restrained rage is very, very apparent, as she snarls each word into existence.

"Calm down, Lieutenant." Two calm, collected voices ring out in unison. "Any problems with the commander can be dealt with at the appropr-" An opening door cuts off that line of wnquiry.

"Ronnie, what's *sob* going o-" a disheveled Elma comes out. She does appear to have been crying her eyes out for the past ten minutes or so. With a soft "Eep!" she hightails it back into her room, closes the door and you can her her crying in her room. Again.

The three of you stare at one another, dumbfounded.

[ ] SHOCK
[ ] HORROR
[ ] BE A MAN

>>26650073
[x] BE A MAN
"I'll deal with this insubordination later Lt."

we need to talk to Elma

>>26650073
>[ ] BE A MAN
So the Martian Ace got chased off; that's a good thing.

>>26650073
[X] BE A MAN
WALK IN AND HUG LIKE A MAN.

>>26650073
>[ ] MAN A BE

>>26650073
>[ ] BE A MAN

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>>26650073
>[X] BE A MAN

I wanted to find an appropriate propaganda poster but was sadly at a loss.

So take this instead.

BE A MAN
YOU MUST BE SWIFT AS A COURSING RIVER
BE A MAN
WITH ALL OF THE FORCE OF A GREAT TYPHOON
BE A MAN
WITH ALL THE STRENGTH OF A RAGING FIRE
MYSTERIOUS AS THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOOOOOOOOOO

I MEAN WRITING.

>>26650412
One thing comes to mind with this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqIsakLuue4

>>26647529

Holy crap, I just remembered this was on.

Sorry for the lateness man.

>>26650412

Best fucking song in the whole movie.

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You're not too sure what's got her all torn up, but damn if you need to deliver her evaluation. And to be honest, she didn't do THAT bad for her first day.

"We have combat training this afternoon and I need two Witches." You leave the two witches staring dumbfounded at each other as you enter Elma's room. Well, what appears to be Elma's room. There's a big pile of blankets in the middle of the room. You hear quiet sobbing from it. You address the pile.

"Elma? It's me. You left rather quickly after class. I didn't have a chance to give you your ev-"
"Nooooo, Mr. Witold, go away. I'm not good enough for yo-"
"Elma. You were fine today. You just tend to get carried away with the lesson that you forget that you're teaching students, not academics. That's very important for a teacher, you know."

A shuffle of fabrics, and then a tear-stained face pops out. "Y-y-you... really think so?"

"Students don't usually understand all the complicated terms. It's also a good idea to ease them into the topic." There's a smile on your face as you explain further what went wrong today. And also what went right.

She's stopped crying, at the very least. And more of her emerges from the safety of her blanket fort.

"Now then, it's already lunch and everyone's worried about you." You walk out of her room.

You are informed of the two volunteers as you leave the bunks. It would appear that the missing Frenchie has been found and is apparently available for duties. And, worryingly enough, an accompanying charge report.

(cont)

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Lunch was a sober and lonely affir. You had to draw up a teaching plan for combat duties. It was rather fortunate that the USAAF was very, very generous and allowed you access to their training materials. It was a simple task from then on, apart from trying to acquire a plane for training purposes. Most of the trainers were alloted to the training of fighter pilots for the war, so you had to make do with an older model, an unused RP-43 Lancer. Fittingly enough, they've removed the machine guns.

The lesson starts in five minutes. Did you forget anything?

[ ] Yes (write in)
[ ] No, let's start the lesson.

>>26650946
>[ ] Yes (write in)

put some fucking guns on that thing, I don't care if we hav to strap Bren's and Bar's to the wings

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>>26650890
>"Nooooo, Mr. Witold, go away. I'm not good enough for yo-"

....This will not end well for the poor girl.

>>26650946
>[ ] No, let's start the lesson.

>>26650965
What part of fucking training do you not get?

>>26650994
the part where the martians will inevitable attack

>>26650946
>[ ] No, let's start the lesson.

>>26651009

Suprisingly enough, we're not allowed to use cheap meta-knowledge like that.

Besides, it gives us a good excuse to get the hell out if they do pop up.

>>26650946
>[ ] No, let's start the lesson.

We're not going to get any machine guns bolted on in a measly five minutes.

>>26650946
>[ ] No, let's start the lesson.

>>26651009
This is a LESSON, I'm pretty doubtful that we're near anywhere the front lines.

>>26651009

What part of "at least 30 witches in training, most of them with live ammo, and at least 2 aces who can tear a Martian in half with their skills" do you not get?

Also, IT'S TIME FOR LESSONING! Writing.

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A niggling thought arises in your mind. What happens if the Martians attack? After all, one has to prepare for the worst. The RP-43's windows don't allow you to fire your sidearm out, after all.

However, it's a bit too late to consider that. After all, there'll be a lot of guns in the air in a short while. Live ones. And as long as no one loses it, you can handle some Martians easy.

"Ladies! Today will be a very different kind of lesson. We'll be teaching you air combat in your Strikers!" You announce. Most of the witches are equipped with P-40 Strikers. It has a very good power-to weight ratio and would perform similarly to the plane.

"With me are Miss Tomoko and Miss...?" You realize that you don't know the Witch's name.

"It's Carla, Carla Nungesser. Hello little ladies~"

"...Miss Carla. They'll be the ones teaching you the finer points of Witch-Air Combat. I will be observing in my plane. Any questions? Apart from the obvious ones."

Your eyes catch a familiar, if oft-ignored sight. It's Alice Chin, the first Witch you met on your first day. And she's raising her hand.

"Mr Witold. I'm not sure if you're okay with... this." She points, surprisingly, not at the Japanese Witch, but the French one leering at one of your students from afar.

"It wasn't my first choice, believe me. I didn't ask for this." You reply. You're relived that no one has raised the issue of a Japanese Witch training Chinese Witches... yet.

"Alrights, ladies, up in the air! Listen to your instructors!" And with that, you watch as forty pairs of Strikers take off in formation. It's almost beautiful to see them co-ordinate so well.

You take off soon after.

Which group do you keep an eye on fiirst?

[ ] Tomoko's
[ ] Carla's

>>26651406
>[ ] Tomoko's

>>26651406
>[ ] Tomoko's

Gotta make sure her students won't maul her.

>>26651406
[x] Tomoko's

I doubt Carla would go that far now, that and Tomoko is a troublesome loner.

>>26651406
[X] Carla considering she already got in trouble with the MPs and is probably a useless drunk like her brother

>>26651406
>[ ] Tomoko's

We need to prevent from doing stupid...honor things.

Like denying Nanking ever happened.

Tomoko it is! Writing.

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Rolled 2

As tempting as it is to see how Carla fights, you're more concerned with the class ganging up on Miss Shrillypants before anything was learned.

You open a channel to Alice. "Alice, could you watch over Carla's class for me? I'm concerend that she might... seduce some of the students."
"Mr Witold, my sentiments exactly." Alice replies.

With that done, you bank a turn and watch over Tomoko's class, while checking the pursuit frequencies for any signs of Martians.

You're met with a tense atmosphere as you pass over Tomoko's class. It would appear that the lesson is going well enough. You tune into her frequency as you listen to her lesson.

"...and don't try to engage any enemy within one hundred metres of your machinegun. It's completely useless and that's why you either draw your sword or punch your enemy. And with taht, I'd like you to pair off and practice some gunnery. Remember to use your magic to make it non-lethal." Her delivery sounds fine, but there's a bit of an edge to it, not to mention a hint of fear. The fear is a new thing, for she has not brought up any objections to her being here... yet.

So far, so good. You hang around to observe the lesson a bit more.

"Worried about the Japanese, Mr Witold?" Alice pipes up on the radio.
"A bit. She's not a popular figure here, I gather?" You reply.
"It's a very complicated matter. It'd take a long time to explain it."
"Well, then. That's for later. Anything else?"
"Carla tried to feel up Borte. She has problems adjusting to air combat."

You fight the urge to slam your head into your instrument panel.

"She's with me now. I'll continue keeping an eye on Carla. Over and out." and with a click, Alice ends the transmission.

You notice that there's a minor scuffle. It appears that Tomoko's trying to teach her charges aerial hand-to-hand combat.

(cont)

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"Okay then! Now I want to see how good your swordplay is! Come at me, all of you!" The twenty or so witches obliged with a raging fury.

You've heard of witches going toe-to-toe with Martian fighters and other witches with nothing but either their buttstock, bayonet or sword, but this is the first time you've seen it in action. It's... terrifyingly beautiful. Then again, the warcries might have altered your view of it.

"REVENGE! FOR CHINA! NANKING!" You're getting a little concerned right now. Though it does appear that Tomoko seems... unfazed. She beautifully parries every attack with either her sword or her magic shields. "Is that all you can do? Well then! Now, the lesson really begins!"

And she launches into a simple, yet extremely effective lecture on how to use shields in blocking an effective attack. You are very, very amazed at the simplicity of the lecture and how quickly her students got it. No doubt helped by the physical exertion just now.

You listen to her lesson with rapt attention. She's shaken off her initial tension, though the element of fear still remains.

You check the pursuit channels again. There's been another Martian attack, but the aggressors have been chased away. No confirmed kills.

There's still some time before the lesson ends.

[ ] Yeah, let's check up on Carla.
[ ] Continue monitoring Tomoko.

Haha oh wow. That update was TOO LONG. And it took TOO LONG to write. And no, I wish I was playing War Thunder while writing this, but that'll be too distracting.

>>26652347
>[ ] Yeah, let's check up on Carla.

>>26652347
>[ ] Yeah, let's check up on Carla.

Time for gay witches

>>26652347
>[ ] Continue monitoring Tomoko.

Why am I not surprised at Nanking?

So what was that dice roll for?

>>26652347
>[ ] Continue monitoring Tomoko.

>>26652347
>[ ] Continue monitoring Tomoko.

Maybe we should compliment her on her effective tutoring.

Pissing her off is just a bonus.

>>26652347
>[X] Yeah, let's check up on Carla.

Can't have the pure maidens being defiled by a lewd girl.

Yes we can.

>>26652347
>[ ] Continue monitoring Tomoko.

I have a soft spot for Tomoko despite her flaws.

So here I am.

>>26652347
>[X] Continue monitoring Tomoko.

What the hell have I done.
Did I just... nah, it's just a fluke. No one likes Tomoko.

Writing.

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You check in with Alice again.

"Alice, anything happening on your side?"
"Apart from Carla trying to flirt with all the students and showing generally inappropriate behavior? Not much. Botre's still safe." she responds.
"Good. I'll stay here and observe Tomoko."
"Gotcha. over and out." the transmission clicks shut once again.

You scan the pursuit frequencies again. Nothing about stray Martian craft heading your way. Good.

You turn your attention towards the class again. They've moved on to their practical combat lessons. You tune in to the briefing.

"All right! now we're going to take what we've learned today and apply it. Come at me with everything you've got. The first person to land a hit on me passes. Remember to use your magic to blunt your blows. And remember, if I land an attack on you, you're out."

You're very, very concerned now. There's no telling what these girls might do. On top of that, they seem to be a bit tired. Tomoko still looks supremely confident.

There's no time to interfere as the lesson begins. The Chinese Witches are pouring everything they have into this fight. They're more organized in their attacks, now, and the lessons really have sunk in. Most of them are actually handling themselves better in combat. Yet, Tomoko still swats them away with contemptuous ease. A flash of magic, and then she lightly taps the flat of her blade at a student. She repeats this several times in succession.

Her confidence would become her downfall.

As she continues her deadly dance of magic and blade, she fails to notice that a team of four witches, flying in a figure four formation, are sneaking up below her. They fire up at her. The first burst misses. She's momentarily stunned as she throws up a shield to block the incoming fire. The second volley shoots true, every bullet slamming into her shield at full force. One of them flies past her face as her shield fails, nicking her cheek.

(cont)

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As far as you're concerned, the lesson is over. That was expert flying from rookies, you have to admit. But it does appear that your students have other plans.

It's not just the four of them that have their guns aimed at her. Some of the others are preparing to ambush her as well. Tomoko's still standing there, shock apparently settling in.

There's only enough time for one action.

[ ] Radio
[ ] The Ancient Art Of Witch-Bumping

>>26652719
[x] The Ancient Art Of Witch-Bumping

>>26652719
>[ ] The Ancient Art Of Witch-Bumping

wait, scratch that, ram them full speed, that shit don't fly

>>26652719
>[ ] The Ancient Art Of Witch-Bumping

I can't help but be curious to what the hell this is.

IT IS TIME! TO PRACTICE THE ANCIENT ART OF WITCH-BUMPING!

Writng!

>>26652849
I hope you mean 'bumping' as in introducing a witch's face to your wing's main spar

There's no time to think. Only time to act. And with that, you heave your plane towards the crowd.

Despite all the times witches had to fight one another, and more recently, together with armies, a witch was still a valuable asset. Even the Germans, during World War Two, was loath to murder any witch they deemed unpatriotic.

What followed then was a necessary, if extremely hilarious, arms race to incapicate a Witch. Many, many things were tried, but in most cases, people just opted to sling enough lead in the Witch's general direction until she wore herself out.

However, you're not in a position to do that. What you have, though, is a big, very manuverable plane, And planes usually had big surfaces.

Betting on this and your skills, you fly off to break up the big, unruly crowd of armed Witches.

They're stunned as they see the Lancer buzz above them. They're even more flabbergasted wien they see one of the wings "bump" into a witch. Her shields take the brunt of the attack, but the residual force pushes her a good distance away.

That... worked a bit too well. You were expecting the wing to break, after all.

You turn back, as if to ram them again. You flick on the radio. "Class is now OVER. I'll deal with you all later!" The student Witches, a bit too shocked to put up resistance, quickly oblige. You then switch to Alice's frequency.

"Alice, I'll need you and Borte to accompany Miss Tomoko. She's a bit shaken."

===============================

AND THREAD OVER. Almost six and a half hours of questing!

Also what the fuck is this Nanking thing? And why do the damn Chinese want to do bad things to lil' Tomoko? Also will Elma finally stop seeing Witold as some sort of HERO?

SWQ China will continue next week, at about the same time! Check the Twitter for things!

https://twitter.com/SpahamIsHamster

>-1 after 7 votes
Maybe you should archive it with a proper name so people don't think the troll archived it wrong on purpose.

Oh wait, I'm also in #swq@Rizon if you guys want to actually yell at me. Though I'd prefer it if you just yell at me in Twitter.

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>>26653019
>Also will Elma finally stop seeing Witold as some sort of HERO?

Ohhhhh no, not if we have anything to say about it.

She's too freaking adorable to crush her dreams.

>>26653063
yeah, archiving like he currently is just attracts trolls and retards

>>26652499
>No one likes Tomoko.

Well she's terribly popular despite her personality and the fact she's in this says something.

>>26653177
She's a tasty bit of ass. That always counts for something.