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It's that time of the week again! PJ Witches!

Missed past threads? Catch them here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/28311828/
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/28443098/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MercCommand

You are Captain WILLIAM PIERCE, a combat rescue officer of the United States Air Force. You've recently been informed that you're being transferred into a new joint pararescue unit, utilizing both witches and conventional PJs. You're not too sure whether this experiment is going to work or not, but you might as well give it a shot. Not like you've got any other choice.

After reviewing your new witches' personnel files, you decide it's finally time to meet them in person. You check in with one of the operations officers, who is thankfully helpful enough to inform you that Janice and Tarin were currently not on patrol and were probably where most of the on base witches were stationed at.

You weren't exactly too enthusiastic about venturing back there, considering what had happened the other day. You REALLY didn't want to cause another fuss with a certain Colonel you had the misfortune of meeting...

>Let's go find Janice
>Let's go find Tarin
>Let's go find Red
>Other
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>>28569583
>Let's go find Tarin
If her file is anything to go by, she's the one that's least likely to fuck something up that shouldn't be. Best to get her Spec. Ops. standard passive acknowledgement and then grab the other.
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>>28569583
>Let's go find Tarin
lets go deal with the damaged good now
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>>28569583
>Let's go find Tarin
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>>28569583
>Let's go find Tarin
Ha! Again I get home from the movies on a Friday night and there's a PJ thread.
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Rolled 2, 9, 11, 17, 20 = 59

>>28569583

>Find red

She can help us call over the other witches so we dont need to go there again.
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>>28569695
>implying you can escape
Sometimes, trouble comes looking for us.

>>28569583
>Find Tarin
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>>28569583
>>Let's go find Tarin
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>>28569583
You decide to try and find Tarin. Judging from her file, she'd probably be the one that would give the most trouble, not though any sort of behavioral issue, but it was hard to trust somebody with so many redactions in their file, especially when it came to a witch.

Again, you find yourself on very familiar ground as you make your way over to the knot of buildings typically reserved for the witches. You briefly wonder how you're going to approach this. You could just throw caution to the wind and just go in through the front door, Macleod be damned, or you could try and be sneaky and try to go through one of the back or side entrances. Though it was normal policy to keep those entrances locked, you learned from Lucky a while back that more than a few witches kept them unlocked for their "partners".

>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
>Discretion is the better part of valor. Go in from the back.
>Other
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>>28570000
>>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.

Fuck hiding, we do things the right way.
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>>28570000
>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
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>>28570000
>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
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>>28570000
>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
Fuck that cloak and dagger bullshit.
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>>28570000
>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.

We're here to pick up witches... In all meanings of that phrase.
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>>28570000
>>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
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>>28570000
>>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
Ain't afraid of no witch, plus we professional.
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>>28570000
>Nothing to hide.

We jump into freezing waters as part of our job to save lives. Magical girls don't got shit on that (except maybe Ice and that tempurature control shit she has).
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What are the odds of running into Witches named Heloise and Sam?
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>>28570099
Low?
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>>28570000
>>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
Here on legit business. Mugtits is gonna have to accept that.

Should have got Red first, guys. She could escort us around with territory mostly unmolested.
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>>28570099
Heloise is low.

Sam, as a common American name, is less so.

But Merc has repeatedly stated he sticks Tarin in basically everything he writes.

So, if there is a Sam, she likely wont be the VMQ Sam at all.
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>>28570141
oh crap...
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>>28570151
I was making a joke about the Tarin expy being in this.
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>>28570161
We'll learn soon fellow anon.
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>>28570161
should we CRAZY IVAN now or late?
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>>28570167
Sarcasm/humor detector is damaged at the moment.

Fucking papers...
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>>28570000
>>You've got nothing to hide. Go in from the front.
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>>28570195
oh I am sure we will not get kidnapped
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>>28570000
You take a deep breath and march your way through the front door. You were a Captain and a combat rescue officer of the United States Air Force. You were taught ever since you were born not to give in to fear, whether it be from witches or mortal men.

Thankfully for you, at this time of the day, it looked as if most of the witches were either out on patrol or at least out of the building, as it looks relatively empty. A quick query with the receptionist at the front desk tells you witch floor and room Tarin is staying at, and you have the foresight to ask for Janice's room as well. With this new information in hand, you walk over to the elevators and hit the UP button. As you casually wait, you a couple of witches pass by, and you can feel more than a few pairs of eyes staying steady on you as they pass. Whether they were just plain curious or were actually checking you out, you weren't sure and it was probably better that it stayed that way.

All the while, Colonel Kelsey's little joke gift kept jingling in your pocket, as if it sensed your predicament.

"-and let Wilkins know he did a good job. Other than that, I think the current flight schedule is fine.."

You freeze as you hear the very familiar voice. Though it wasn't tainted with her anger and bitchiness, you could recognize MacLeod's voice from anywhere now. You take another glance at the elevator's progress. The closest one was on the third floor and moving down. Just a few more seconds...

>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
>NOPE
>Other
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>>28570334
>>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
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>>28570334
>>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
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>>28570334
>>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
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>>28570334
>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
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>>28570334

>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
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>>28570334
>>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!

Well, shit when you phrase it like that, what sort of man would we be if we turned tail now?
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>>28570334
>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!

She got a problem, she can take it up with high command.
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>>28570334
>other
>ONCE MORE INTO THE FRAY
>INTO THE LAST GOOD FIGHT YOU'LL EVER KNOW
>LIVE AND DIE ON THIS DAY
>LIVE AND DIE ON THIS DAY
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>>28570383
in other words, the same thing as what everyone else said, but relating us to Liam Neeson who is infinitely more badass.
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>>28570334
>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!

Not our problem.
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>>28570334
>>Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you!
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>>28570334
>>28570334
Your ancestors fought at Bunker Hill, the Alamo, and Bastogne. They stood their ground and so shall you! You take a deep breath, stand up a bit straighter, and and stiffen up your shoulders a little, as if you were back in boot camp. Instead of standing to face Macleod, however, you remain facing the elevator door, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Hopefully she wouldn't notice you.

You can hear the footsteps grow louder until you can hear them passing to your right. You hope that they'll just continue and you'd avoid an unnecessary confrontation, until the footsteps stop.

"You go on ahead, Chris, I something else to take care of." You hear Macleod say.

Crap.

"Sure thing, Holly." You hear the other witch respond and she continues down the hall, or at least that what she wanted the both of you to think. You're wary of a pair of eyes peeking from around the corner.

"What are you doing here, Pierce?" Macleod asks you sternly.

"Just waiting for the elevator, ma'am." Your respond coolly, not taking your eyes off the elevator door.

"I can see that." Macleod sighs. "But I do seem to recall that I ordered you not to show your face here again the other day."

"Official Air Force business." You reply succinctly. "I have the orders on me right now."

"If that's the case, you can always send a runner. That's what they're for." Macleod says coolly, as if she's trying to keep her temper in check.

>You have a point there.
>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
>Other
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>>28570651
>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.

aka eat it
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person. It would be rude not to ma'am.
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>>28570651
[x] As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
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>>28570651
>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.

"Doesnt say too much about a CO who won't meet his new surbodinates in person, ma'm."

Can we make her the waifu?

Cure her bitchiness with the D.
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>>28570651
>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
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>>28570699
I think it would fall off....
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>>28570651
>Other
"You're telling me, but when the brass says you should do something, it is not a suggestion."
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.

BOSS BATTLE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yz3RF4AcY7s&list=FLpu9UsM_houa6NPK6z7E2jg&index=23
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.

Our ancestors fought and died with honor. They lead their men from the front. So, too, shall we.
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
Oh boy. She's gonna blow a fuse.
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
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Do Air Force officers have to go through an annual performance review?
What about witches?
Will she get an earful from the Air Force brass/matrons who feel that they are being left behind by the Navy and Army combined units, and she's deliberately sabotaging their efforts to catch up?
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>>28570651
>>As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person.
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>>28570831
I hope so
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>>28570651
"As a CO of my own unit I'm obligated to meet my people in person." You respond, narrowing your eyes. "I'm sure you would recognize the value in that, COLONEL."

Macleod was definitely starting to simmer now.

"You have ten seconds to get your ass out that door, CAPTAIN." She puts equal emphasis on your rank as you did hers. You also see her familiar manifest, as sign that she was activating her powers.

Then you hear a DING as the elevator finally opens up behind you.

>Retreat and fight another day.
>Hold position!
>Find a way to distract her and get into the elevator.
>Other
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>>28570831
Anon, I'm just gonna say: stick around after the end of the thread. There's gonna be something you want to read.
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>>28570897
>>Find a way to distract her and get into the elevator.
Look at her for a moment, then look past her and snap to attention. Hopefully she will mistake this for a superior officer being behind her. Then we make our move.
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>>28570897
Take a step back into it and go "Going up?"
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>>28570897
>Hold position!
suffer not the witch to live!
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>>28570897

> other, Step back into open lift.

"Good day, ma'm."
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Guys, she cant do shit to us and she knows it. We have orders from farther up in the chain then she is and she's looking for a reason to justify beating the shit out of us.

I say we piss her off just a LITTLE bit more and then do our job.
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>>28570897
>Find a way to distract her and get into the elevator.

SHENANIGANS
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>>28570897
>Other
Just get in the elevator. Force her to use force; press charges, get her court-martialed.
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>>28570897
>>Find a way to distract her and get into the elevator.
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>>28570897
Pretend to acquiesce and walk out.

Then when we hear the elevator starting close, we rush the elevator and get in just as it closes.
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>>28570897
>Take a step back into it and go "Going up?"
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>>28570897
>>28570933
>>28570942
Why not... Just get into the elevator. We got orders. Let her throw a bitch fit.
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>>28570897
>>Hold position!
Don't pull out just yet, we're almost there!
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Where's my pic?
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>>28570897
>Hold position!

Fuck 'er. We jump into fuck-insane conditions to save lives, and when shit hits the fan, with enemies shooting at us, helicopters going down, and fast-movers bouncing us, we stand and fucking hold so we can get those poor sods out of the shit they found themselves in, and that includes witches.


Yes, Captcha, but titties.
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>>28570942
This, just do our thing let her be mad.
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>>28570897
>Hold position!
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>>28570897
Politely hold the elevator for her.
"Going up?"
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>>28570897
>Hold position!
we end this now!
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>>28570897
>Step into the open lift and salute
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>>28570897
Enter elevator.

Salute.

"Ma'am."
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>>28570897
>>Find a way to distract her and get into the elevator.
>>Other
"Holy shit? Is that a naked pilot making lewd gestures at your witches!?"
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>>28571090
"Look! A distraction!"
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>>28571090
"It's a TRAP!"
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>>28570897
>Take a step back into it and go "Going up?"

Come at me, sis.
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>>28571090
>>28571116
You know, after all the straight-laced MCs in the SWQ setting, I kinda want to play another troll-tastic one. I know this has all been a reaction to the lunatic that was Young, but still.
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>>28571156
the lazy bastard needs to get to back to work!
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>>28570897
Well, you didn't come all this way for nothing, and you figure that you're not going to get anywhere just staying down here arguing with Macleod. She was far too stubborn to give any sort of ground. So, you figure you might as well force the issue.

"I"d love to stay, Colonel, but I really need to be going. The elevator's won't stay open forever!" You say, quickly stepping backward into the open elevator cab. At the same time, you pull your transfer orders out listing you and your unit members, with a very large and clear General's signature on them and drop them into Macleod's arms. "Official Air Force business and all!"

Macleod looks like she's literally about to explode when her second in command, Chris finally reappears and slides her way in between the both of you.

"Come on, Holly, it's not worth getting a court marshal over. CROs are hard enough to come by as it is. Don't you still have a lot of paperwork to finish in the office?"

Macleod's face briefly shows a bit of surprise and betrayal, and she visibly sags, her momentum lost.

"Fine, just... keep an eye on him, Chris. Sexual harassment complaints just add to my workload."

With that, Macleod stomps off, her mood probably soured for the rest of the day. You see her reading over the orders you handed to her, and you're sure Colonel Kelsey is going to get another angry call.

You just sigh and hit the button for the 2nd floor. All this trouble for a freaking elevator ride. You see Macleod's XO standing next to, though the blonde witch's casual stance suggested she probably wasn't as tight on regulations as her CO was.

You could also swear she had breasts even larger than Macleod's if that was even possible. You try not to stare and keep your eyes glued to the elevator door.

"You know, she's not as bad as everyone makes her out to be." She says.

>So, what's her problem, anyways?
>Don't know, don't care.
>Other
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>>28571156
Too late for this quest, we have already established our character. We could to a super-straight man to the witches antics though.
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>>28571196
>>Don't know, don't care.
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>>28571196
>So, what's her problem, anyways?
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>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?
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>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?
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>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?

Pretty obvious though
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>>28571196
>So, what's her problem, anyways?
>Other
"Really? Because after being on the receiving end of her obstructionism twice, she seems EXACTLY as bad as everyone says."
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>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?

We need to give her the D.
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>>28571196
>So, what's her problem, anyways?

Mmm.... Story time.
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>>28571196
Crazy stupid thought of the day - Can we unlock waifu mode for MacLeod?

>>28571196
>>Don't know, don't care.
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>>28571227
>>28571229
>>28571234
>>28571236
She's American Minna.

We need to find a German Young.
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>>28571196
>So, what's her problem, anyways?
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>>28571196
>So, what's her problem, anyways?
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>>28571250
are you insane!
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>>28571196
>"And yet she has had nothing but vitriol for me and mine since day one,When all I do is save lives, so you'll forgive me if I don't give her the benefit of the doubt."
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>>28571263
They called me insane. Crazy. A madman.

Be they never called me wrong.
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>>28571248
She probably had early trauma or one of her girls got abused and colored her angry.

>>28571250
>>28571263
Just the right kind of crazy...
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>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?
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>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?
>>Other "Exactly how likely am I to be sexually assaulted?"
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>>28571156
straight laced? Frank has a mild troll streak, Young, nuff said, even Jake has his moments.

Personally I'd like to see a SWQU quest where anon doesn't have a 9001 excuses to go full retard.

>>28571196
>>So, what's her problem, anyways?

Chris sounds pretty stacked, I wonder if she's Kathy's granddaughter.
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>>28571250
One of Youngs sons should be bouncing around somewhere, and you know what they say....
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>>28571324
>One of Youngs sons
>you know what they say

...We are smalltime?
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>>28571324
>>28571347
If they have more than one kid, at least one of them needs to take after Minna since they already have a Young like daughter.
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>>28571347
about the similarity between the woman you marry and your mother.
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>>28571368
Alright, plan B then, you think Krupinski had any kids?
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>>28571369
Get out of here, Freud.
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>>28571347
MacLeod is smalltime.
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>>28571196
>>28571317
I'll take this other post for 500 please.
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>>28571379
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
do you want to kill us all!?
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>>28571384
We don't even have a rape whistle, do we?
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>>28571387
You know someone took her home and knocked her up anon.
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>>28571403
We do as a matter of fact.

But since when did it ever do anything?
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>>28571403
We do. It's in his back pocket.
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>>28571368
>Young like daughter.
Minna-like son?
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>>28571379

Way she was, I'd be more surprised if she didn't.
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>>28571403
In fact we do. No point in asking, of course.
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>>28571422
hell one of em could be youngs......
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>>28571412
>implying it wouldn't be Cupcake doing the taking home and knocking up
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>>28571428
True, not like it'll do anything anyway.
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>>28571418

No comment.
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>>28571442
The fact that you commented with your trip on means it's a comment Ghost. You're not fooling anyone.
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>>28571442

Get out of here, Ghost. You won't let us have harem-ending for Fronk.
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>>28571442
Nice going, Ghost. You just ruined all the fun speculation. Now we know he exists...
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>>28571435
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>>28571476
Wait.
What if it's not JUST a son, but a twin pair?
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>>28571490
YOU FOOL!!
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>>28571490
....FALL BACK!
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>>28571490
>twin pair
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>>28571474
Actually I just realized, that for all the witches and talk of harems none of the writers are anywhere close to letting us have a harem.
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>>28571490
... MEIN GOTT
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>>28571513
That is some skin cancer tier tanning.
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>>28571540
>That is some delicious tier tanning.

I know, right?
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>>28571527
That'd be too fun/easy and they enjoy either focusing on the action too much or the waifu shitstorms.
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>>28571527
Ice/Katya/Slider is getting close.
Subwitches was heading in that direction too.
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>>28571562
Not sure about fun, they could twist that pretty good, but you're right on the other parts.

>>28571563
They're going to fight it out eventually and we still have to deal with Konstantina somehow.

I actually read subwitches, but I didn't get that vibe, more like friends.
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>>28571626
>we still have to deal with Konstantina somehow.

I vote marriage.
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>>28571490
My world is not ready
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>>28571626
Come now anon, you know quite well that everyone wants a bite of the Cookie.
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>>28571626
Well what other reason would they have for stoking the fires and not doing a thing about it?
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>>28571196
"So what's her problem, anyways?" You as the elevator door slowly slides open with another loud DING.

"You know, unlike a lot of witches these days, Hol- I mean- Colonel Macleod actually pays attention in the history classes, not just fawn over famous pilots and witches of the past wars." Chris sighs as she walks alongside you. "And while most people see cool shit and explosions and heroism, all Colonel Macleod can see is tragedy. Personal accounts of joint wings taking off, with only the witches coming back, the Forrestal Fire, heck, just recently one of the Navy joint wings was put combat ineffective after losing ONE pilot. She cares, she really does. She's just really REALLY horrible at trying to get that across."

"Yeah, that's pretty obvious." You nod, and try to lighten up the now heavy mood. "So uh, what exactly are the chances of me getting sexually assaulted by her?"

"Ha! You've been reading too many comics!" Chris breaks out in stitches. "Believe it or not, you don't really have to fear anything from the Colonel on that front. I'm pretty sure she's already accounted for."

"Wait... what.. really!?" You blink.

"You're just going to have to take my word for it!" Chris winks. "Besides, there's other witches you should be more afraid of, and that little rape whistle won't help you then!"

She then smacks the pocket you were keeping the rape whistle in, which happened to be your back pocket as well.

"Hey, that's not funny!"

"Then you shouldn't have come in here alone!" Chris snickers. "Everyone knows bases with dedicated witch barracks have some of the highest sexual harassment claims in the military!"

"I'm keeping my eye on you." You narrow your eyes and making the accompanying gesture.

"Fine by me~."

Witches.

(cont)
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>>28571694
You shake your head and look up to see that you've finally reached Tarin's door. You give a knock.

"Clear." You hear a voice inside.

"Ooh, Lieutenant Richards..." Chris frowns. "She's... kind of a trouble case. You want me to back you up on this?"

>Sure.
>Nah, I can handle this on my own.
>Other
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>>28571711
>>Sure.

Is it bad that I wouldn't mind being 'assaulted' by Chris?
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>>28571711
>>Sure.

>>28571725
We're leaving soon unfortunately, otherwise I'd join you.
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>>28571694
>She then smacks the pocket you were keeping the rape whistle in, which happened to be your back pocket as well.
> "Everyone knows bases with dedicated witch barracks have some of the highest sexual harassment claims in the military!"
Help help! I need an adult! I told you we should have taken Red with us!

>>28571711
>>Sure.
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>>28571711
>Nah, I can handle this on my own.
We want to get our own read on her first.
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>>28571711
>>Sure.
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>>28571711
>Nah, I can handle this on my own.

Going have to learn to deal with her by ourselves anyways.
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>>28571711
>Sure.

We are never going to leave this place alive....
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>>28571737
And with SW89 tradition, we'd get stuck with jailbaitish witches with "little sister" cards flying as if it was a Gambit vs Gambit match in MvsC
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>>28571711
Changing this to>>28571746
>Nah, I can handle this on my own.
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>>28571711
>Nah, I can handle this on my own I'll call If I need help though.
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>>28571711
>>Nah, I can handle this on my own.
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>>28571711
>Sure.
She knows Richards better than us right now; better to have backup.
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>>28571766
Idk, Janice and Tarin definitely aren't "little sister" at all.

Hell, Janice was "motherly" in the last thread.

Maybe Red might get hit with Lil sis, but nobody else atm.
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>>28571766

are you butthurt over merlin? WTF man
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>>Nah, I can handle this on my own.
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>>28571711
>>28571806
Yeah sure. If she's too much crazy (though being a PJ I have doubts that's she's crazier than us) we'll call for help. You know. Use the 'Rape Whistle'
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>>28571694
>Nah, I can handle this on my own.

Need her to take your subordinates with your own eyes.
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>>28571822
I was also referring to TW89 where odds are Sushi's going to have that card fired at her if not automatically sister-zoned.
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>>28571711
>Sure.

"If you've got my back, I'll have your front."

Wink. I don't it's needed, but we should make sure she knows we're being playful.
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>>28571861
... wait, you're actually serious? We had this discussion. The Rape Whistle NEVER works.
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>>28571711
>>Sure.

Better to have someone help at first, tis a typically stupid male thing to rush in.
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>>28571869
Yeah. But she's like...actually young enough to be a little sister.

Plus Maus is never going to let us get a girl. We're going back to Germany remember?
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>>28571861
>Use the 'Rape Whistle'
>>28571883
It does work. It just doesn't do what you think it does. It's a dinner bell.
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>>28571883
Yes and... ?

I want to see what happens
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>>28571711
>Sure.
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>>28571898
Witches descend in a lust filled horde to watch the presumed show.
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>>28571896
Right, but let's please leave the sharks over with Fronk, huh?
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>>28571894
Don't tell me you're going for Witman, it's bad enough that people went crazy for Minna, one bitchy German winning is enough.

That and Sushi is a permament unit member Not a temp character like Witman was.
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>>28571711
>>Nah, I can handle this on my own.
Witches follow their own rankings over standard military don't they? If so lets not go in a room alone with the CQC witch and her mischievous superior.
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>>28571711
>Sure.
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>>28571925
you speak of that as a bad thing.
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>>28571911
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>>28571911
Sounds like fun.
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>>28571918
While I personally like Wittman as a character and possible interest way down the line, that wasn't what I was referring too.

Germany is a hotzone of conflict and we are going to have little to no time to flirt/hook-up with a Witch.

That's beside the fact that Wittman and her girls are going to make a return and we'll have to deal with them.

I asked Maus about her due to my interest, he confirmed they are returning. Or at least that was the plan before, it is possible he has changed, but unlikely I think.
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>>28571962
RUN AWAY!
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>>28571962

That's god's honest truth, too. the louder you scream the faster they come and the more of them show up.
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>>28571869

But delicious sushi.
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>>28571974
If Maus ever runs again.
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>>28571974
That and Ghost and Mouse seem to be writing with mainly plane/tank action in mind with the witches being tacked on.

>>28572000
Hey I like her too, but with the trends in the 89 area...
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>>28572006
Maus is busy. He'll be back.
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>>28572033
That and Maus likes to put actual trauma into his threads.

So we're going to have to deal with whatever happens to the girls before we can do anything.
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>>28572033

Maus main trend is Next Time on Tonk in a few months time.

But on girls it seems between rockwell and sushi, more leaning sushi.
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>>28572069
I'm just waiting for the thread we actually lose someone. Sure the perpetrator will be reduced to so much fine dust but their target will still be gone.
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>>28571711
"Sure, I guess I can use the backup." You say. "What's the problem?"

"She's not very sociable." Chris frowns. "Creeps out the other witches. And the rumors don't help at all."

"Rumors?"

"That she's a Witch Killer." Chris says in a hushed tone, as if she were uttering the True Name of some sort of monster.

"But witches have fought each other for generations." You blink. "How's that a problem?"

"Besides some exceptional cases, witches, no matter what nationality, have pretty tight matriarchal bonds." Chris explains. "Generally, witches don't fight to KILL each other, just fight hard enough to force the other witch to flee or surrender. Richards... allegedly doesn't operate under such restrictions."

"And that's confirmed?"

"Why do you think I said 'allegedly'? But her records are sealed and she won't say anything on the matter, so what are other witches supposed to think?"

"I see." You nod. "Thanks for letting me know."

You then open the door, and are met with an extremely sparse and spartan room. All you see is a bed, a table, and travel bag. Sitting at the table, meticulously polishing a kukri, is Lieutenant Tarin Richards.

"Lieutenant Richards?" You ask.

"Present." She says, snapping to attention and saluting you.

"I was wondering if you were aware that you are being transferred into a joint unit." You continue.

"I do." Tarin nods. "I received the orders this morning. You must be Captain Pierce, then."

"That's correct." You nod. "Now, I'm just here as a courtesy, since this will be our first time working together, I just wanted to ask some questions."

"Go ahead." Tarin says simply.

>What do you ask?
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>>28572126

What colour pantsu are you wearing?
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>>28572126
We can't exactly ask her "So, heard you kill witches. How's...how's about that?" right off the bat. We should ease into it by being personable.

>"So what's this I heard about the Manhater-in-Chief having a boyfriend? Do you know anything about that? I can't believe it, myself."

What? Gossip's personable!
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>>28572108
Well with TW89 we don't have to worry about such a thing being a Kitty Hawk incident, just a natural thing if not accusations of Mouse rigging it in the worst case scenario.

>>28572126
>"given that your file is heavily redacted, may I ask about your general abilities?"

don't have much else at the moment.
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>>28572158
That's a dumb question. She's a witch! We can already see what color they are!

"What can you tell me about yourself that isn't classified?"
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>>28572126
>"given that your file is heavily redacted, may I ask about your general abilities? What do you excel in? what is your experience in SAR and do you have any medical training"
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>>28572126
>What is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?
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>>28572126
>>28572170
>"given that your file is heavily redacted, may I ask about your general abilities?"
Got to second this.
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>>28572126
Tell me about yourself, anything you feel comfortable with and in turn you can ask anything about me.
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>>28572126
Your file was covered in black ink. Could you explain a bit more about your capabilities?
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>>28572126

"Will you be okay working under my command? Your file was heavily redacted, so I'm unsure of your history or anything, really. A general overview would work, I guess."
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>>28572126
I agree with figuring out her general abilities.
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>>28572221
>Your file was covered in black ink.
I suddenly want it phrased like someone had just spilled the shit all over her file & then asking her about her background just to see how she'd answer.

And seconding asking about general abilities.
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>YFW she goes jack the ripper on a soviet witch
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>>28572281
I... I see no problems with this.
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>>28572281
Aaaaaaaand now I'm picturing some sort of Fem!Raiden psychowitch being put back in the field after Putin's people have cyborged her up.

I am unsure how to feel about this.
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>>28572308
..RUN FRANK RUN!
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>>28572281
Yes, and?
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>>28572308
This will end... poorly.
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>>28572315

Nah, he's only in danger of that if Konstantina gets badly wounded.
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>>28572281
It'd likely make her the favorite, considering Sushi's tendencies are a factor in why she's popular in TW89
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>>28572308
god help the tanker that runs in t- oh fuck.....
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>>28572362
>Sushi's tendencies
I can't even remember much about her except for an overt fondness for her rifle...I think.

Damn it all I'm going to have to reread it all now.
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"Well," You scratch your head. "what I really want to know is your general capabilities and experience, considering the fact that your personnel file is covered in so much black ink it's dripping wet."

"Due to my ability, I specialize in high speed, low altitude penetration of enemy airspace and the extraction of single individuals." Tarin says simply. "I'm also trained in first aid and aerial combat, so I can also act in an air support role as well."

"Okay, then how exactly does your ability work?" You ask.

"I can manipulate my shield to bend light around myself. Makes me invisible to most optics, but the tradeoff is that I have reduced protection against physical attacks, and I can still be picked up by radar or infrared if the enemy knows what to look for."

You nod. From the sounds of it, it seems like she's meant to fill out the "Combat" portion of CSAR.

>Ask about the kukri.
>Ask her if she can reveal anything about her past missions.
>You got what you needed. Time to go.
>Other
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>>28572308
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>>28572389
>>Ask about the kukri.
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>>28572389
>Ask about the kukri.
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>>28572389
>>Ask about the kukri.
Not sure if good idea, but what the hell.
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>>28572389
>>Ask about the kukri.
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>>28572389
>>Ask about the kukri.
>That's not a knoife, THIS is a knoife
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=01NHcTM5IA4
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>>28572389
>Ask about the kukri.
>Other, Tell her to feel free to ask us anything about us.
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>>28572389
>Ask about the kukri.

"So, uh. That's a knife."
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>>28572481
Yeah a general, "Do you have any questions for me," works at the end.
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>>28572389
>Ask about the kukri.

Whatever happened to that big-ass pile of miscellaneous writefaggotry that was either of the SWQU sites? They're both apparently deader than the original SWQ.
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>>28572509
Which ones? There were several.
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>>28572389
>Ask about the kukri.
>Other, Tell her to feel free to ask us anything about us.
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>>28572509
Right where you said they are.

You can find some of it in places, like Crimson has pastebin stuff, but not a lot.
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>>28572534
>Crimson
I miss that or just the straight writefaggotry that was Demons of the Pacific... Also miss archivalfag.
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>>28572389
>>28572533
Second this.
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>>28572509

I've actually been trying to pick up where archival left off and update the zip archive, but between work and '45, i just haven't had the time for it. We should be seeing new stuff too, judging by the number of questions I get asked in the IRC, haha.

Also: Ask about the knife. Kukris aren't that common.
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>>28572389
"So, uh, I couldn't help but notice you've got a kukri." You point out.

"And like, fifty million other blades." Chris mutters.

"Oh, this?" Tarin raises the blade in question. "Yeah, it's one of my more favored melee weapons."

"Those aren't exactly standard issue. How did you get one?" You ask.

"Oh, pretty simple actually." Tarin shrugs. "I was part of an adviser team in India when we got a call that a squad of Gurkhas ran into a Pakistani patrol. They had a lot of casualties and they were too high up for a helo to reach them. So, I just loaded up in my striker and pulled them off the mountain."

"Wait..." You frown. "You mean to tell me you flew out an entire squad of Gurkhas off a mountain one by one?" You blink.

"Twos at first. It was more efficient." Tarin shrugs. "Like I said, standard rescue op. Then, once I pull the last guy off, they make this big deal about it and gave me this kukri. Oh, and I think they might have made me an honorary Gurkha, but I'm not sure. My Nepalese isn't too good."

Well, that was certainly a story. You guess you don't have to worry about putting Tarin through demanding environments, then.

"Thanks, I think that's all I need to know for now." You nod. "I'll expect you to report in tomorrow."

"Yes sir." Tarin nods.

You then exit Tarin's room, and Chris finally let's out a sigh of relief.

"Jeez! Finally! No offense, but that girl really gives me the creeps."

>Yeah, she does seem a bit off.
>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.
>Other
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>>28572727
>She's a bit off, but who isn't in this line of work.
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>>28572727
>>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.

Because I really don't....or maybe she's just the same kind of crazy I am.
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>>28572727
>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.

A little stiff but seems like good people.
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>>28572727
>>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.
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>>28572727
>>28572759
Got to second this.
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>>28572727
>Yeah, she does seem a bit off.

Looks like we found Bitchtits Mark 2.
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>>28572727
>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.
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>>28572727
>>Other

"She definitely seems a little odd. Since the quacks haven't helped her yet, I'm not sure there's much I can do. But I should still try, y'know?"

Now let's find Red.
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>>28572759
>>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.
Third.
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>Looks like we found Bitchtits Mark 2.
What.

>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.
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>>28572814
She thinks a fellow witch is creepy for no reason like a bitch, and dislikes her for the same. And she has huge tits.
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>>28572831
I, uh...believe the chose is refering to Tarin Anon
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>>28572831
Different overall vibe. Neither Tarin or Chris fit bitch-tits level of anything yet.

Except tits.
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>>28572831
>She thinks a fellow witch is creepy for no reason like a bitch, and dislikes her for the same. And she has huge tits.

Considering that as far as she knows, Tarin is a possible serial killer who holes up in her room and plays with knives all day is totally the definition of normal and well adjusted, right?
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>>28572759
I like this, please do this
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>>28572831
For no reason? Someone with the nickname Witchkiller seems pretty creepy, not to mention the extensive knife collection, the mysterious past...
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>>28572855
More well adjusted than her man-hating friend, that's for sure.
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>>28572887
That's not hard, though.
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>>28572727
>>Other
"she has her quirks but i don't think she's bad."
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>>28572727
>I don't really see anything wrong with her at all.

So she's also probably some sort of ninja assassin. That's sure to be handy.

>>28572887
Chris is Bitchtits' friend, not Tarin.

Tarin's probably gon' get fawned over by Janice since she - Tarin, not Janice - most likely has few, if any, friends.
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>>28572727
"I don't really see anything wrong with her at all." You shrug.

"Really?" Chris blinks in surprise.

"Because I really don't....or maybe she's just the same kind of crazy I am. Maybe it's a special forces thing." You grin.

"Huh... I guess I can see where you're coming from." Chris sighs. "Okay then, where to next?"

>Find Janice
>Find Red
>Other
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>>28572918
And I'm talking about Chris. That's what I meant by Bitchtits mark 2. I was talking about Chris.
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>>28572927
>Find Janice
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>>28572927
>>Find Janice
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>>28572927
>Find Janice
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>>28572927
>>Other


Acquire Red, bounce Janice.
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>>28572927
>>Find Janice
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>>28572927
>Find Janice
Ara~?
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>>28572927
>>Find Janice
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>>28572927
>Find Janice

Wanna get meeting the new kids out of the way first, Red's more or less already one of us after swimming in ice cold waters during an actual operation.
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>>28572927
>>Find Janice

>>28572938
Either way you're jumping to conclusions pretty hardcore for reasons already stated.
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>>28572938
she may have quite some tits but she doesn't come off as bitchy
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>>28572927
"I'm also looking for Lieutenant Janice Foster." You say.

"Ah! Raker!" Chris nods rapidly. "I know who you're talking about. We're gonna have to go back down to the first floor, though."

"Raker?"

"Her callsign, apparently. Everybody just calls her that."

After another short elevator ride, Chris leads you down a different hallway into what seems like a small dining area, and you remember that the witches have their own separate dining facilities. It's not exactly a dining hour so the room was pretty empty, but you can hear clinking and clanking from the kitchen area. You and Chris step inside and you see a relatively tall witch with long brown hair at the sink, busy cleaning dishes and humming a tune to herself.

"Yo! Raker! How are things going?" Chris says happily.

"Ah! Chris! I would have thought you'd be with Holly!" Janice beams and turns to you. "And you must be Captain Pierce, correct? I apologize for not being in a very presentable condition."

You note that indeed, she looked more like a kitchen worker than an air force officer, with the large apron and rubber gloves she was wearing.

"Sorry, it's a bit of a habit of mine." Janice chuckles a she pulls the gloves off and hangs up the apron on the wall. "Now Captain, to what do I owe this pleasure to?"

>What do you ask her?
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>>28573212
what
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>>28573212
Ask her about the transfer, her thoughts on it and general abilities.
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>>28573212
>>What do you ask her?

"Since you seem aware you'll be in my unit, anything you'd like to ask? As well, do you have any concerns I might be able to help with?"
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>>28573259
this followed by this>>28573263
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>>28573287
Seconding
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>>28573259
>>28573263
Dese.
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>>28573212
"Well, I just wanted to ask some general questions. You know, since we'll be working together and all." You say. "Such as, what do you think about this transfer, and what are your general abilities?"

"Well, I just go where I'm told to." Janice smiles. "It's always nice to feel needed, so I have no issues with the transfer."

"You'll be working together with Tarin Richards too." You add in. "Is there going to be any problem?"

"Rumors are nasty little things." Janice frowns. "I'd like to give Tarin a chance. I've been trying to get her out of her room for quite some time but I haven't had much luck so far."

"Okay." You nod. "Do you have any questions, then?"

"Not really. Like I said, I'm always happy to lend a hand!" Janice's smile reforms, and even you start feeling a little bubbly inside.

>Why is somebody as nice as you in the military?
>How did you get the name "Raker", anyways?
>Other
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>>28573399
>>How did you get the name "Raker", anyways?
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>>28573399
>>Why is somebody as nice as you in the military?
>>How did you get the name "Raker", anyways?

Both. And then we need to bounce Red.
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>>28573399
>>How did you get the name "Raker", anyways?
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>>28573399
>How did you get the name "Raker", anyways?
>Other: I've gotta ask. What's up with the apron and gloves?
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>>28573399
awesome, made it home and the thread is still running

>>How did you get the name "Raker", anyways?
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>>28571490
Don't be silly, Anon. Twins, pfft.
...now, triplets?
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>>28573399
"So, why is somebody as nice as you in the military anyways?" You ask. "No offense, but you don't seem like the fighting type."

"Well, I was initially applying for the Coast Guard." Janice says, closing her eyes as if she's recalling a pleasant memory. "Well, the matrons reviewed my performance results and forwarded them to Air Force, and... the rest is history, I suppose. I guess you can say that I'm in this unit in order to help those in need."

"Even if you have to kill others to do it?" You ask.

"I know what I signed up for, if that's what you're implying." Janice narrows her eyes, but her smile doesn't falter. However, you get that sense that this is probably something you shouldn't bring up again. Thinking quickly, you decide to change subjects.

"So, how did you get the name 'Raker', anyways?"

"Oh, well..." Janice blushes a bit. "The story is a bit embarrassing, actually."

"Come on, we're all comrades here, right?" You shrug.

"Well," Janice sighs, "it was during training. I was participating in a MOUT exercise. I was still a bit young and jumpy the, and, well, I panicked at one point and started firing my weapon wildly, and I ended up 'killing' the OPFOR."

"Well, that doesn't sound too bad-"

"And my own team, as well." Janice sighs.

"Oh."

"So, they started calling me 'Raker' after that."

>That's actually pretty funny.
>Don't worry, we've all made stupid mistakes.
>Other
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>>28573594
>>Don't worry, we've all made stupid mistakes.
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>>28573594
>That's actually pretty funny.

Can't lie... That's funny.
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>>28573594
>>Other
"I could tell you I've never done stupid shit like that, but I would also be lying."
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>>28573594
>>Don't worry, we've all made stupid mistakes.
>>Other

"I once shot my older sister in the ass. Granted, we were playing paintball, but it didn't come out for the next week. Her boyfriend, was, uh, interested, is all I can say.
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>>28573594
>>Don't worry, we've all made stupid mistakes.
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>>28573594
>>That's actually pretty funny.

It's the military, everybody does stupid stuff.
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>>28573594
>>Don't worry, we've all made stupid mistakes.
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Of course! Kind of like this (Pic Related).
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>>28573594
>We've all made stupid mistakes.
>Other

"Lemme tell you about..." fill in from there.
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>>28573648
All I can think about when seeing this picture is backblast.
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>>28573632
>>28573594
This. Shit happens. There's been far... far... far worst crap to happen during training. She's needs to look at that moment and laugh about it instead of feeling embarrassed about it or whatever.
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>>28573594
>>That's actually pretty funny.
We've all done stupid shit. Gotta laugh to keep sane.
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>>28573594
>>That's actually pretty funny.
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>>28573594
>That's actually pretty funny.
Share one of our stories, yeah.
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>>28573594
"That's actually pretty funny." You snicker. "Don't worry, Janice, it's the military. EVERYBODY does stupid shit once in a while. Actually, there's one time I remember, back before the war started. When I was just a lieutenant, we were doing some joint training with some Marines down in Camp Pendleton. A couple of them said some not so flattering things about the PJs within earshot of our captain, so we uh, snatched them from their barracks, duct taped them to our helo's refueling boom, and took them for a joyride over San Diego Bay for about half an hour."

At that point, Chris breaks out in raucous laughter, and even Janice lets loose with a giggle or two.

"Anyways we lucked out a bit since the two Marines were too embarrassed to admit they got jumped by 'Chair Force' and didn't report it. I don't even want to imagine the administrative shitstorm that would have happened if it got out. But the point is, even the best do stupid shit sometimes, so you shouldn't beat yourself up over it."

"It's certainly an interesting story." Janice nods. "I hope we'll get to share more later on, but if you excuse, I need to finish cleaning up the kitchen. The girls always leave behind such a mess..."

"Oy, Raker, you don't have to do that, you know." Chris sighs. "Holly can just yell at the girls to get around to cleaning up their own damn mess. Honestly, you spoil them too much."

"It's just how I am." Janice smiles. "Have a nice day, you two."

(cont)
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"Well, if that's all you're seeing," Chris says as you both exit the kitchen, "I suppose it's time for me to kick you out of here, before Holly comes back and kicks your ass for real."

"Hey, for what it's worth, thanks for everything today." You say.

"Ha, don't mention it." Chris laughs. "A lot of guys may talk a lot of shit about hitting on witches, but not very many of them have the guts to venture into a witch barracks alone. Sucks that you're going to Germany, though. Alaska too cold for your tastes?"

"Something like that." You laugh. "I just go where I'm told."

"Ha. Maybe I should convince Holly to transfer us to Germany too..."

"Well, good luck with that." You wave as you exit the barracks.

Seeing as how it was starting to get dark, you make your way back to the PJ barracks. As you enter you see Red sitting in the hall with a glum look on her face.

"Hey Red, what's wrong?" You ask.

"Got locked out of my room. Waiting for someone to bring a spare key." Red sighs.

Well now you feel a bit guilty.

>Wow, that sucks.
>Um, about that...
>Other
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>>28573982
>>Other

Kick door in for waifu.
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>>28573982
>Wow, that sucks.
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>>28573982
>Um, about that...

I know it's not really funny but I just knew this was gonna happen.
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>>28573982
>>Um, about that...
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>>28573982
>>Um, about that...

>>28574006
As did I.
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>>28573982
>>Wow, that sucks.
Admit to nothing.
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>>28573982
>Um, about that...
>Jimmy the door open.
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>>28573982
>Um, about that...
Well, we did it with good intentions. Now she'll know not to leave the room without a key.
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>>28573982
>Um, about that...

but we did it with the best intentions!
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>>28573982
>>Um, about that...

We wanted to do good, we did as usual.
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>>28573982
"Um, about that..." You laugh awkwardly. "I kind saw that your door was unlocked. I thought that you just forgot or something so I locked it for you."

"W-what?!" Red blinks. "You... you didn't look inside, did you?"

"Just a glance, but it wasn't as if I dug through your stuff or anything." You say flatly. "And you know, I was trying to do a good thing."

"Ugh, I want to be angry with you," Red sighs, "but I suppose it partly is my own damn fault for not keeping my key with me."

"So, when's the key supposed to arrive?" You ask.

"Well, they told me it would be here in half an hour." Red checks her watch. "Two hours ago."

You sigh. Military efficiency at its finest, though you suppose they have a lot more to worry about than a poor witch getting locked out of her own room.

>Let's see if we can't force the door open, then.
>Can't let you just sit in the hallway like this. Let's just wait in my room.
>Might as well go get some chow or something.
>Other
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>>28574342
>Might as well go get some chow or something.

"Red Witch Need Food Badly".
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>>28574342
>Let's see if we can't force the door open, then.

We got to have something to open this door up without flat out breaking it.
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>>28574342
>>Can't let you just sit in the hallway like this. Let's just wait in my room.

It Begins.
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>>28574342
>>Let's see if we can't force the door open, then.
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>>28574342
>>Might as well go get some chow or something.
And we can talk about the new team while we walk.
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>>28574342
>>Let's see if we can't force the door open, then.
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>>28574342
>Might as well go get some chow or something.
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>>28574342
>>Might as well go get some chow or something.
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>>28574342
>Might as well go get some chow or something.

Inviting her to our room seems a bit much.
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>>28574342
>>Can't let you just sit in the hallway like this. Let's just wait in my room.
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>>28574342
"Come on, let's get some chow. You've got to be starving." You say.

"But what about the key?" Red asks. "What if he comes while we're not here?"

"Then he can wait for a change." You shrug. "Come on, let's go."

Like the witch barracks, the PJ quarters has its own dining area as well. One of the perks of being in special forces. That also meant the food was slightly better as well.

You also notice that the food selections are significantly better as well. You see options for honest to god meat, like fish and steak. You suppose that it's a bit of a small celebration now that the Alaskan campaign seems to be in the bag, or that supply needs have eased now that Pacific trade routes were secure. You and Red both get a plate of Alaskan salmon. You honestly don't remember when you've had actual, real fish rather than the processed junk that was typical of military food.

"So where have you been, today?" Red asks. "I Didn't see you all day."

"Oh, just getting to know our knew squadron mates." You shrug.

>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
>Ask her what she thinks of Colonel Macleod.
>Ask her about her family.
>Other
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>>28574529
>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
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>>28574529
>>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
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>>28574529
>>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
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>>28574529
>>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
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>>28574529
>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
aside from waiting on a new key.

>Ask her what she thinks of Colonel Macleod.
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>>28574529
>>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
>>Ask her what she thinks of Colonel Macleod.

Why not both?
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>>28574529
>Ask Red what she's been doing today.
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>>28574529
"So, Red," You say between mouthfuls of salmon, "you were up earlier than I was today, and I didn't see you for the rest of the day. What exactly were you doing?"

"Oh, that, well," She shrugs. "I was just trying to get some news about what was going on outside of Alaska. You know how hard it suddenly gets to find a decent newspaper during wartime?"

"Huh, so what did you find out?" You ask.

"Oh, the usual." Red mutters. "Europe is a meatgrinder, we pretty much have the Pacific in the bag, and Iraq is starting up trouble in the Middle East. Thankfully most of the South American nations are staying neutral in the conflict for now so no immediate threat to the mainland with the exception of Alaska."

"Sounds like things are going well, then." You say.

"I guess."

"You don't sound particularly happy, though." You frown.

"It's just... what's the point of all this? The Russians are just sending offensives out in all directions with no real rhyme or reason, and... and I'd hate to think that all those guys in the Kitty Hawk and on that Russian aerial fleet all died for nothing."

>They died fighting for what they believed in. That's what counts.
>You're right. I don't think anybody really knows why this war is being fought.
>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
>Other
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>>28574742
>They died fighting for what they believed in. That's what counts.

Because "Fuck those Commie bastards" wouldn't be the most polite thing to say.
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>>28574742
>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
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>>28574742
>>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
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>>28574742
>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
>Other

Personally, I think it's rather big of Red to be thinking of the dead Russians at this point. Good head on her shoulders.
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>>28574742
>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
>>Other

"In the mean time, we're going to save as many lives as we can."
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>>28574742
>>They died fighting for what they believed in. That's what counts.
"Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die."
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>>28574742
>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
"Two words, Red. Mole People."
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>>28574742
>>There's a reason. We're just not seeing it yet.
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>>28574742
You realize what's going on. Every soldier had to go through this stage at some point: the crisis of faith. You've read the journals and diaries left behind by your ancestors, and more than a few spent quite a while agonizing over why they were fighting. It's best that you put Red's fears to rest while you could.

"I'm sure there's a reason to this war, Red, we're just not seeing it, yet." You say. "Back in the Great War, I'm sure there were a bunch of guys sitting in the trenches wondering that same thing. They don't have the luxury of having over 90 years to figure things out."

"But the Great War really didn't have much of a point to it." Red says.

"Hey, don't get clever with me, you know what I mean." You shake your head.

"Yeah, yeah." Red laughs lightly. "Thanks, Cap. I'm probably just thinking too hard about this."

After dinner, the both you return to your quarters. However, the maintenance staff STILL apparently haven't showed up yet, and you knew if they didn't show up by now, they weren't coming until the next morning.

"You think I should tell my Uncle about this?" Red sighs.

"I'm sure he's got bigger things to worry about." You respond

"So, what now?"

>Let's go check out the rec room. At the very least it's got couches you can sleep on.
>DOOR SMASH
>You could stay in my room if you're comfortable with it.
>Other
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>>28574915
>Maybe someone knows how to pick locks?
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>>28574915
>DOOR SMASH
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>>28574915
Just Jimmy the door open with a knife or something.
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>>28574931
>>28574915
>>Maybe someone knows how to pick locks?
"Say Red, Tarin just joined our unit. You think she has lockpicking in her list of skills?"
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>>28574915
>>You could stay in my room if you're comfortable with it.

H
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>>28574915
Ask Tarin to help pick the lock
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>>28574915
>You could stay in my room if you're comfortable with it.
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>>28574915
>Other

you could probably take the entire lock apart easily with just a screwdriver.
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>>28574915
>>Other
Pick the door open.
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>>28574952
>>28574966
One of these two will work... It's not that hard people.
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>>28574915
>You could stay in my room if you're comfortable with it.
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>>28574915
>You could stay in my room if you're comfortable with it.

pajama party!
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"Ah well, we could always just jimmy the door open." You grin as you pull out your knife. "One thing you can count the military to do, and it's to go with the lowest bidder. The locks they use are honestly pretty crappy."

"Wait, you don't mean-"

With a few twists and a flick of the wrist, Red's door swings open.

"Ta da!" You say.

"You know, I don't exactly feel to comfortable knowing now that people can just open my door at any time." Red frowns.

"Such is life when you sleep with Special Forces nuts." You shrug. "Just don't give them any reason to sneak in and you should be fine."

"I'm a girl, Cap. I think that's reason enough." Red sighs.

"Well then you make sure to tell me and we can give whoever did that a ride on the fuel boom express."

"Thanks, Cap." Red smiles. "Actually... one more thing."

"Yeah?"

"Can... can you teach me how to open the door like that?"

>And that's it for tonight, folks! I actually might run the next thread tomorrow. Hopefully suptg will stop being broken so I can actually get this thread archived!
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>>28574915
Pick the lock or ask Tarin
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>>28575045
>"Can... can you teach me how to open the door like that?"
And the first step to truly corrupting her begins.
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>>28575045
Thanks for the thread Merc, Good night
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>>28575045

thanks for running, I'm gonna try to save the entire page in case the archive isn't fixed before the end.
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>>28575045
thanks for running Merc

heres the foolz archive incase you need it: http://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/28569583
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>>28575045
Good run Merc!

So, I think I've got some writefagging for you guys that might be entertaining.
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>>28575045
Heyo, Merc. Thanks for running!
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>>28575103
oh, this should be good
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>>28575103
Oh my... What could it be~
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>>28575103
oh my~
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>>28575103
Ara Ara~
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(this all takes place after SW89 thread 14)

Spellcaster Three, callsign "Warhound", went Missing in Action twenty four hours ago. Depending on who described it, it was the most dramatic final stand anyone had ever witnessed in the sky, or it was execution of a desperate, rabid dog.

Colonel Holly "Eagle" MacLeod sighed, looking through a stack of after-action reports. Every surviving USAF witch had turned in their own unique account of the now world-famous air battle over the Tanana pocket, more than enough reading material to last the Colonel several days, if she poured over it with the attention to detail that was expected of her.

There was one set of reports that was missing: Spellcaster Squadron, the squids of VF-3.

'I knew this would happen,' MacLeod thought bitterly. 'We all heard the same goddamned stories. A whole wing of witches, combat ineffective over one man. Musta been a really special kind of asshole to pull that off.'

It was so...stupid. That was the best way to describe it. USAF had learned these lessons decades ago, how could the Navy ignore it? Did their brass have an inkling of what those girls were likely going through? She didn't even like their bitchy little ice queen CO, but Holly had seen the look on the woman's face when she'd returned from the fight, sans that cocky little fucker and his ridiculous black Tomcat. She took no pleasure in being right.

How dare he die before she could pay him back. MacLeod was well aware of what people thought of her, but if there was one thing she knew was among the myriad descriptions that could be applied, it was that she never left debts unpaid. Whether it was skill or luck on his behalf, the deceased Frank Bishop had managed to save her from a persistent Flanker-C during a particularly intense dogfight. He'd even acknowledged her sincere thanks at the time professionally, despite the bad footing his assignment to Elemdorf had gotten off to. Probably did it to piss her off.
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>>28575194
'I still need those reports,' Holly thought, feeling rather sad for a moment. Despite being a Steelwing pilot, Frank Bishop had been a model officer of the United States Navy to the bitter end, and she couldn't take that away from him. He'd fought and died for his witches, even made certain that his tiny pixie of a RIO had survived.

There was a harsh knock at her office door, and before Holly could answer, a tall brunette opened the door and strode inside.

"Colonel MacLeod, Lt. Rachel Kerner reporting. I'm here with VF-3's after-action reports."

"Go ahead and set 'em down on my desk, Kerner." Holly winced slightly at the tone of her own voice, but it was too late to take that back.

"Sorry they're late ma'am." Her salute was crisp, professional, and stank of the intense desire to be anywhere else but that office.

"Where's Commander Kazanski?"

"Indisposed at the moment, ma'am." There were bags under Kerner's eyes, suggesting an extreme lack of sleep. For a moment, Holly swore she could see the witch tottering on her feet.

"I see." Resting her chin on her hands, the Colonel looked out the window to her office as a pair of F-16Cs roared down the primary runway. Another CAS mission for the pocket, no doubt. "I'm...uh, sorry."

"Ma'am?"

"He was a fine pilot. I wish I'd known him better." Holly cleared her throat. "I am sorry that things turned out this way."

"Not as much as we are ma'am, but thank you." Kerner blinked rapidly before turning on her heel and reaching for the door.

"Lieutenant?"

"Yes ma'am?" Her voice was trembling.

"Is...Spellcaster combat ineffective?" A long silence passed before Rachel could answer.

"Yes, Colonel, we are."

"Thank you for your honesty. Dismissed."

Wordlessly, Rachel power-walked out of the office, not even closing the door behind her. Holly stood up from her seat, closed the door herself, locked it, and leaned against it.
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>>28575229
With a snarl, she whirled around and punched the door. The solid metal construction bent badly out of its frame. There was a concerned yelp from her wingwitch in the office next door, but Holly shoo'd the younger woman off. Everything was fine, just a little frustrated over paperwork, like always. Ha ha.

'I was right. I was always right. Joint units are a mistake. What's happening over there just isn't fucking acceptable.'

She really, really hated Frank Bishop. There was a special circle of hell for men like him, she was absolutely certain, and if there was any justice in this world he'd burn there for all eternity.

-

Several hours passed, and Eagle found herself engrossed with Spellcaster's reports, so engrossed that she hadn't noticed the Sergeant from Maintenance working on pulling her ruined door off of its hinges until he promised to be back with a replacement before the day was out.

Despite her disagreement with that squadron's arrangement, they'd clearly been in the thick of it, just like any proper USAF witch would have been. There'd been some initial doubt with some of the reports, particularly from that Red witch, Katya. She'd been at Frank Bishop's side nearly the entire battle, and her account of Warhound's last desperate charge into the heart of a Flanker swarm read closer to something out of an action movie. There were enough reports from witches outside of the Spellcasters who could corroborate what she'd written, though.

She felt herself getting angrier and angrier at this Frank Bishop. She could see a clear reverence his squadronmates felt for him in their written words, and her brief encounter with Kerner still played itself over and over in her mind.

She'd just picked up a report from a Lt. Dominica Rand before a polite knock on her empty door frame interrupted her thoughts.
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"Punching solid metal slabs again?" Colonel Gillian "Grenadine" Rogers asked, an amused smile spreading across her face. She didn't wait for permission to enter. letting herself into the office, all but crashing into an empty seat opposite of MacLeod, kicking her feet onto the desk. She was the CO of the 807th Strike Witches Squadron "Manaburner", specializing in the Suppression of Enemy Air Defenses.

"Steelwing pissed me off. Oughta know better, really." Holly blushed. Yeah, it had been childish of her, she didn't need an old Academy acquaintance coming in to lecture about it. "Good to see you to, Grenadine. You here to laugh at me?"

"I might now. You get mad too easily."

"How would you feel if someone in your command was rendered combat ineffective because their boytoy got killed?"

"Not sure..." Grenadine pursed her lips in thought. "Sympathetic, I guess?"

"A whole Navy squadron was declared Combat Ineffective to me by their XO today, apparently their glorious commander couldn't even do it herself because she's a simpering wreck." Holly pounded her desk angrily. "I mean come ON, Gilly. If that's not a case for keeping Steelwings away from my girls, I don't know what is. The Navy is crazy-" Her rant was cut short when she saw Gillian turning a shade of red that matched her long red braid of hair she was now playing with as she squirmed in her seat. "Something up?"
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"Probably not the best time to tell you this then," Gillian muttered.

"Huhwhuh?" Holly blinked.

"You know how my squadron's been running joint strikes with Steelwings against Soviet SAM sites that fall in range of the Tanana pocket, right?"

"Yeah, the Nine Nine Two. How is it running SEAD with those 16's? Are they slowing you down?"

"Good actually!" Grenadine seemed to forget her embarrassment. "Nobody there seems to have problems working with us sparkles. Wish I could carry HARMS." She rolled her eyes as Holly's expression twisted into a sneer. "You're like a picky eater. Try it sometime, you just might like it."

"I've seen what it does to witches, no thanks." She pointed at one of the reports, from Lt. Patricia Mitchell. "God, this one had to cross out 'Big brother's gone' from her paperwork. You don't think that's cause for some concern?"

"Maybe?"

"Maybe?!"

"Manaburner's not in a joint wing yet," Grenadine said calmly, taking on the almost motherly tone that she knew Holly hated. "Their circumstances are clearly different from ours, you should consider that before making judgements."

"I don't wanna see another witch come into this office with the look that el-tee had again, Gillian. Even if it's you."

"I like you too, MacLeod."

"Bah, you always were a bit soft-" the insult died on her lips as a light suddenly flicked on inside her head. "Go back to 'not in a joint wing yet.' Explain that."

"We're not in a joint wing yet."

"Yet?"

"I was offered a Steelwing squadron of my choice to work with, and the Centurions have done nothing but impress me. Colonel Wolcott and myself put in a formal request this morning." She frowned as she saw the look of betrayal from Holly. "That's good. You ever think of being an actress?"

"After what I just told you?" MacLeod almost shouted.
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"Manaburner isn't Spellcaster."

"We all went through the same history books in school! Joint wings get Steelwings and witches too attached, and when things go wrong, and they WILL GO WRONG-"

"MacLeod." Grenadine stood from her chair, leaning over the desk to get in Holly's face. "You might be the Wing Commander, but your logic is incorrect ma'am. We've had mixed units in the past and they did fine. If you'd drop the misandry for ONE second in your life, you might stop ignoring historical precedence in favor of your agenda."

"Spellcaster's CO said the same thing to me when they got assigned here, and now she's probably curled up in a corner somewhere bawling her eyes out while we still need witches AND Steelwings running constant CAP for the pocket and this base!" Unable to maintain the staring contest with Grenadine, Holly looked away, growing more upset by the second. "Are you willing to see that sort of thing happen to your girls? Things are bad enough as is! I don't hate men, I don't even hate Steelwings, I respect the hell out of them, but I want them away from my girls!"

Grenadine held her fellow Colonel under a glare for a few long moments before she sighed and sat back down.

"I'm just trying to minimize risk," Holly said quietly. "That's all."

"We're getting shot at either way."

"I know." MacLeod stared at the Spellcaster reports. "I guess reading these has worn me down. I do get upset too easily, don't I?"

"You wouldn't if you didn't care," Grenadine offered. "I respect that, but you're wrong this time."

"I hope so." Holly could feel a headache coming on, and hoped it would go away soon. She was up for a patrol in another hour.
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>>28575415
Alright, that's it for part 1. Lemme know what you guys think! The next part will appear hopefully when Merc runs next.
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>>28575471

I do believe I speak for vast majority of the people that have or will read this when I say... moar.

Well done, sir.

I still think she's a bitch, but at least respect her a little bit.

Part two better have the mug.
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>>28575471

how long until MacLeod joins the pack of wolves hungering for Frank?

I liked it.
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>>28575471
Thanks for the writing!
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>>28575471
Kind of hard to believe nobody's AAR stated that Fronk dove in to protect CAS birds.
I CAN believe that Bitchtits would ignore or dismiss such a thing, but I can't see why you didn't mention it.

Other than that, it was okay. Is it canon?
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>>28575471
I thought it was pretty good, well done sir.
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>>28575389
>from Lt. Patricia Mitchell. "God, this one had to cross out 'Big brother's gone' from her paperwork.

Mav was little sister-tier?
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>>28575519
>Is it canon?

You bet.
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>>28575519
I didn't mention it because I honestly forgot to write it in. My bad!

>>28575552
She thinks of Frank as a brother, and I think she's even said as much somewhere.

We never talked to her directly in Ice Quest, but I like to think she was pretty messed up over things, especially in private. They all were, though.
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>>28575519
>Kind of hard to believe nobody's AAR stated that Fronk dove in to protect CAS birds.

He kinda did. She isn't overlooking it at all.
>Depending on who described it, it was the most dramatic final stand anyone had ever witnessed in the sky, or it was execution of a desperate, rabid dog.


He doesn't have to specifically mention it.
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>>28575614
>CAS birds
Not mentioned.
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>>28575634
Rand & Rudel's reports are mentioned, they were the CAS birds
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>>28575634
Not *specifically*, but it's implied. She's not deliberately overlooking them.
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>>28575674
I'm not seeing it.

Also, someone archive?
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>>28575694
It is in a line near the end of a post:

>>28575306
>She'd just picked up a report from a Lt. Dominica Rand before a polite knock on her empty door frame interrupted her thoughts.

But yeah, I probably should have put greater emphasis on that.
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>>28575694

no threads can be archived at the moment, Suptg is having some issues.

I saved today's thread in case it falls off the board before archiving has been fixed.
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>>28575694
link to the foolz archive is above the writefaggotry
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>>28575880
archiving is apparently fixed now if someone wants to try it
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>>28575880
Archive is back up.
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http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Pararescue%20Witches

Thread archived, have a nice day.
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>>28575519

Yes


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