>>29463417
>> Other
At least she isn't standing in the corner like the guide at Bovington

>>29463417
> “How did you get in here?”

wut

>>29463417
> “How did you get in here?”
And where's Kitten?

>>29463417
>> “How did you get in here?”

>>29463417
> “What are you even doing here?”
Did I understand right that they just woke us at 0500? On a Saturday?!

>>29463417
> “How did you get in here?”

> “How did you get in here?”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyh0TgQ4zTc

“How did you-“ You’re blown away by the sound of bagpipes. You slap your hands over your ears. Hold on. Your ears feel kind of weird. You poke around and find earplugs. Did they give you hearing protection!?

Mary Stuart idly waves her hand to the tune, whistling even if you actually HEAR her whistle.

Kitten wakes with a start. “WHAT’S GOING ON!?” she scream.

You shout at Stuart over the sound of bagpipes. “STUART!” Stuart looks down at you, confused. “STUART!” you shout again. “STOP THE MUSIC!”

Stuart snaps her fingers, and immediately the band screeches to silence. You take a deep breath, and then ask, “… how the fuck did you get in here?”

Stuart smiles as if this thing happens to her everyday. “Oh, we asked ye Seniors if ye be willing and they said yay to it I tell ya. Led us to ye dorm, ye winnae inna so we checked doon here turns out ye a bigger rugmuncher than Vicky!”

“… What?” It’s too early to decipher a Scottish accent. Let alone an Aberdeenshire accent. You rub your temples, groaning. “Ugh… why are you even here?”

“To give ya welcomes to Cherbourg, lookin’ forward to our little dinner tonight, eh?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>29463716
> Polite
Too early for this shit. We'll want to find O'Hara or someone later to translate.

>>29463716
> Neutral
"Not anymore."

>>29463716
>Oh, we asked ye Seniors if ye be willing and they said yay to it I tell ya. Led us to ye dorm, ye winnae inna so we checked doon here turns out ye a bigger rugmuncher than Vicky!”


I don't know why but I feel a little offended at this for some reason?

>Boast

>>29463716
> Neutral

With this and Walter Christie, I can't say I am.

>>29463716
>Boast

>>29463754
>O'Hara
She's Irish. She will make even less sense of what she said than we do.
Also, did she just say we were a lesbian?

>>29463716
> Neutral

>>29463716
> Neutral
Yeah. Tonight. As in, not in the godawful hours of morning.

>>29463781
>She's Irish. She will make even less sense of what she said than we do.

But does Trudy know that? It'll be a laugh, come on!

>>29463716
>Neutral
Oi! We ain't ain't no dirty rugmuncha! despite what a good numbuh of anohns want!

>>29463716
>> Neutral

>>29463716
> Polite

>>29463781
Yes.

>>29463716
I think I dislike Willaim Adama more then Walter Chrisite.

At least Hobart is nice, Mary and her crew seem overbearing

>>29463716
>> Boast
Fight fire with fire.

> Neutral

“Sure. Yeah.” You pull the earplugs out. You look over to see Kitten also has hearing protection as well. “Real considerate of you to give us hearing protection.”

Stuart laughs. “Aye! That be the power of the highland bagpipes! Nae fookin’ scrubs kinnae take it I tell ya something.”

“Right, cool.” You yawn, rubbing your eyes. Great. Now you’re too awake to go back to sleep. What time is it? You check the alarm clock. “Why did you wake me at 5 in the morning?”

Stuart shrugs. “I dinnae see the problem. We get ourselves up at 5, even earlier in the bleeding hours of the day sometimes. Ye should consider taking power naps in the afternoon, does wonders fae ye psyche!”

“I’ll consider it.” You clap your hands. “Anyway, is that all?”

Stuart nods. “That it is! We’ll take our leave. Vicky’s gonna be wonderin’ where we be and I dinnae want my ears chewed off again for being AWOL. ‘Til tonight, Pool. To your girlfriend as well.”

You politely nod, forcing a smile on your face. “’Til tonight. And she’s not my girlfriend.”

Stuart laughs. “Pah!” She turns to her band. “Exit March!”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cYAcPTQR0zE

With that, Stuart waves goodbye and files out alongside her band. You sigh as the last one, a very short triangle player leaves. You might as well get started. What shall you wear for today?

> School Uniform
> Tankery Uniform
> T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts
> Little Black Dress

>>29463975
>> Tankery Uniform

Advertise, we don't have school today either

>>29463975
>T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts
No need to be dressed up until dinner.

>>29463975
> Tankery Uniform

>>29463975
>Tankery Uniform

>>29463975
> T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts
WEEKEND!

>>29463975
> T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts
I don't get why we'd wear anything else.

So what do we need done today other than dinner?

>>29463975
>T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts
It's a Saturday and dinner won't be for several hours
Also, Schteel, Scottish bagpipes blasting away at full volume at 4 AM because you forgot to turn down the sound is hell of a way to start a day

>>29463975
> School Uniform
Didn't we use the tankery uniform all day yesterday? And we'll need to be both recognizable and representing for the school.

>>29463975
>> T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts

>>29463975
> T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts

>>29464049
Investigate the Bakery.
Drum up money.
Check on the play.
Get more crews.

>>29464142
Since we're in Pairs?

There is money making opportunity.

Let's find some Ft-17s!

>>29464158
What has Paris to do with it? And no, we are not in Paris.

> T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts

After a nice shower with Kitten and getting yourself dressed into your casualware, you start on breakfast for the day, just some instant noodles from Kitten’s refrigerator. You don’t feel like making pancakes. Much as you’d want sweet delicious pancakes.

Kitten sticks a finger in her, probing around. “Jeez… she took those bagpipes like it was nothing,” she says. She resumes playing War Thunder.

You say after you slurp up some noodles. “Well, Kitten, for one she’s from Scotland. Two, she’s part of Tankery. Either of those would probably imply that maybe she’s partially deaf or something.” You exhale. “At least she gave us hearing protection.”

Kitten nods. “True that. Don’t think I’m looking forward to dinner with them now.”

“Ah, it’s probably just good natured ribbing,” you say. “Anyway, we got some errands to run today anyway.”

You finish off your noodles and drop the empty bowl into the sink. What shall you do today?

> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
> Play around with Kitten
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Read a Book (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team (Specify)
> Other

>>29464199
>Kitten sticks a finger in her, probing around.
Wat?

>>29464199
>> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
Bakery!

>>29464227
ear

>>29464199
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)
Too early to go to tyhe Bakery, I don't think they'd appreciate us stopping by while their busy prepping for the day.

>>29464199
> Other

Look for the Bakery.

>>29464199
>Embark on a Subquest
Let's see what's up with that Bakery.

>>29464199
> Embark on a Subquest Operation Bertram

we're nearly done with this. lets finish it

>>29464199
>Locate the bakery

>>29464199
> Play around with Kitten
Must get the relationship upgrade!

>>29464199
> Embark on a Subquest (Investigate the Bakery)
Remember the deadline, gentlemen.

>>29464250
What would we do exactly? We finish the quest when the play premiers.

>>29464199

>Lets find the bakery if there closed we can do something else until there open

>>29464252

She's already our best friend what more do you want?

...Oh, wait nevermind.

>>29464199
> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
Investigate the bakery.

>>29464250
It's Saturday, there is no practice and Octavia hasn't told us anything we can do

>>29464291
>>29464315
oh.. well damn i thought we had some more work to do on it. In that case, go to the bakery then

> Embark on a Subquest (Something for all Girls)

“Anyway, I’m headed out, later Kitten.”

“Bye, Mom.”

You roll your eyes then shut the door behind you. First off, you need to find this so-called “Bakery.” Where could you find it? Eh, might as well check the business district. You take yourself on a nice walk in this French weather. You walk past a couple of excited students, giggling at the prospect of Shore Leave in such a short time.

Of course, you had something to do with that, but it’s only because you’ve got tanks to worry about. You arrive at the shopping outlets and such. Nothing that looks like a Bakery so far.

You yawn fiercely. Oh boy. You still hear the ringing of bagpipes in your ear. Lot of good that hearing protection did.

You stop yourself just outside a small unassuming building. On the window, it says Bakery. Eh, good a place as ever to look. You open the door and step inside to an empty shop. On the shelves are pastries and cookies of all kinds. You take a whiff. They smell fresh. You take a look at one shelf, labeled, “Free Samples.”

WELL DON’T MIND IF YOU DO. You take a cookie, a sugar cookie by the looks of it, and bite down into it.

… Huh. This cookie doesn’t taste all that great.

“Like it?”

You jump back a bit to see a girl with freckles on her face, grinning and bouncing in place in anticipation. She appears to be your age, but is dressed in…

Is she a Girl Scout?

“So?” she asks you again. “Do you like it? I made it myself!”

> DO YOU LIKE IT? SHE MADE IT HERSELF!
> Y/N
> Other

>>29464483
>Other
It could use more work

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>>29464483
>You still hear the ringing of bagpipes in your ear
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>29464483
"It's OK, I guess. I was told that someone at the bakery wanted to see me?"

>>29464483
>Y
Can't say no to Girl Scouts. Or we'll wake up with a horse's head next morning

>>29464483
> Other
ask her about the bakery.

>>29464483
> N
I don't think we should lie to the girl, let's tell her it needs some work or something soft like that.

Or ignore the question and ask about who wanted to talk to us.

>>29464483
>It's so-so

>>29464530
FUCK YOU

>>29464483
>It's could use more work

> Other

“Well…” You say. You look down at the cookie. “It needs some work definitely. I mean, I don’t know how to really bake cookies, but this doesn’t really taste as good as it should. Maybe if you-“ You hear a bit of sniffling. You turn to the girl and find that she’s burst into tear. Oh god what no

“S-So…” Her lip quivers as she tries to contain. “M-My cookies n-need more…” She screams as she runs of the Bakery.

You frown. You do not need this today. You’re tapped in the shoulder. You turn around to see another girl scout, wielding a baseball bat like some kind of Bear Jew.

“What did she ever do to you?” She angrily growls.

Your eyebrow twitches. “I’m sorry?”

She yells at you. “You don’t just tell Daisy that her cookies need work! SHE’S SENSITIVE!”

“… Huh?” you say. You clear your throat. “Wait, wait, look- I’m just-“

She steps past you, grabbing some of the cookies up from the shelf. “I’d love to help you. Just talk to Juliette or Gordon in the back, they’ll help you out. ‘Kay? Kay. Bye.” She runs out of the shop and yells. “DAISY! COME BACK!”

…Well. Now you know why you never joined the Girls Scouts. You step into the back of the shop and find yourself in a nice little lounging area. Two more girl scouts, both of whom look to be a Junior and a Senior, look at you.

The Senior says, “Gertrude Pool I assume?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>29464483
> Other
Wash down the cookie with milk.
Then convince her of the values of a cookie that's washed down by milk because it's so good, and you can't stop eating it, and you better down this entire glass of milk or you're gonna choke on it.

>>29464825
> Polite
Always when introducing ourselves.

>>29464825
>> Polite

>>29464825
> Neutral
Yes.

>>29464825
> Polite

>>29464825
>> Polite

>>29464853
She ran out of the bakery dude. And her friend looked like she'd mash us if we upset her again.
Let's just try to apologize later if we can find her.

>>29464825
> Polite

Holy shit, remind me to never fuck with the Girl Scouts.

>>29464926
I was late in typing that. It's not a reply to Schteel's most recent post.

>>29464958
My bad, should've realized.

>>29464825
The Clannad flashbacks..

>>29464825
> Polite

> Polite

You nod, offering your hand. “Gertrude Pool. Heard I was needed here.”

The Senior stands up from her position at the table and shakes your hand vigorously. “Anne Juliette. Girl Scout Ambassador. This is Sarah Gordon, she’s an Ambassador too. You’ve already met Cynthia Low and our Girl Scout Senior, Bailey Powell we call her Daisy.” You nod again, smiling. She offers you a cookie. “Don’t worry, I baked this one.” You take it and bite into it and YEP SHE DEFINITELY BAKED THIS ONE, DELICIOUS.

“So, I heard you needed me for something?”

Gordon nods. “Yep! We saw what you did at lunch yesterday! It was amazing!” Juliette offers you a chair, which you sit down in. “We were wondering if you’d…”

Juliette finishes it off. “… would like to help the Girl Scouts here by advertising our little Bakery!”

You tilt your head. “Well… why can’t you do it yourself?”

Juliette frowns. “Well. Honestly. Because people think we’re dorks. Dorks who make good cookies, but dorks nonetheless.”

“But I like your cookies!” you say.

Gordon says, “Anyway, are you interested? What we really want you to do is maybe help us distribute some cookies every now and again when we call you. It’s not a hard job.”

Juliette nods, her smile back. “Plus, you can keep whatever money you make off of it. All yours! Just as long as people know our Bakery is here! Will you help us?”

> WILL YOU HELP THEM?
> Y/N
> Other

>>29465179
> Y
I see no problems with this arrangement.

>>29465179
> Y

>>29465179
>N
Nothing worse than solicitors. Let's not become one.

>>29465179
>Y

>>29465288
Solicitors are bad. Solicitors with tanks are scary

>>29465179
>Y
i see no problem with this. we need as many sponsers as we can get.
>>29465288
i think she means we sell ad space on our tanks to them.

>>29465350
No. She wants us to go out and sell her cookies.

>>29465179
> Y
We pretty much did the same thing for the Sewing Club. Only thing left to ask is if they're screwed by Fredendall at some point in the past.

>>29465363
We could dress kitten up in a cute outfit and make a day of it.

>>29465402
this pleases the Fluff provider! yes, we have our kitty, lets put her to work.

>>29465402
We'd still be solicitors. The worst people behind lawyers. Arguably even worse, because lawyers will leave you alone for the most part.

>>29465464
Enh, most solicitors are just annoying.

I see this as more like the little old ladies who stand around in grocery stores and give you samples.

> Y

“Sure. Not like I’ve got much else to do, and I could always use more money on the Tankery Team.”

Gordon shouts, “Yes!” She shakes your hand vigorously. “Glad to have you aboard then! This is going to be such an excellent partnership I’m sure!”

Juliette nods, smiling as well. “To partners then! As partner of the Girl Scouts of Lafayette Girls Academy, you’re welcome to unlimited free cookies here at our little bakery!”

The words “unlimited free cookies” echo in your head. Sweet Jesus have mercy. You nod, grinning. “Okay, okay. Good! Great!”

You all hear some footsteps, then who else walks in but Low and Daisy. Daisy appears to have dried her tears, while simply smiles proudly. “Caught her again.” She looks down at you. “Still here?”

Juliette slides on over to Low. “Cynthia! This is Gertrude Pool! Commander of the Tankery Team and Sophomore Class President.” Low blinks in surprise. “She’s going to help us sell our cookies.”

Low looks at Juliette funny. “You recruited the Tankery girls to sell cookies?”

“Why not? Stranger things have happened. Just look at the Boy Scouts,” says Gordon.

Low sighs. “Eh, fine.” She looks at you. “Well, I suppose it’s great that you’re helping us.”

“Right,” says Juliette. She stands up and again shakes your hand. “We’ll call you when we get some cookies to sell. And occasionally we might need your help, BUT ONLY OCCASIONALLY!” she shouts.

You nod. “Okay, I get that.”

Low looks at you skeptically. “You can deliver and sell cookies, right? Won’t be too difficult?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>29465503
That's not effective though.
Might as well not waste our time, if you want to handle it that way.

>>29465551
>> Boast


>>29465552
But who doesn't want cookies?

>>29465551
> Neutral
I really hope so.

>>29465551
>> Boast

>>29465551
> Boast
Even if we have to use mild coercion, sure.

>>29465579
I, for one.

>>29465551
> Boast
Are you kidding, shrimp?

>>29465551
>You can deliver and sell cookies, right
Get our Ace Driver on it

> Boast

“Ha, I fight tanks for sport. What’s cookies to me?” you say. You all walk out into the little shop area. It looks like they’re just about preparing to receive customers… if they ever actually got any.

Juliette beams brilliantly. “Excellent then! We can count on you to represent the Girl Scouts,” She wraps her arm around you, using her free arm to point off wherever. “I can see it now. Cookies, cookies EVERYWHERE! And our little branch here on Lafayette Girls Academy will be the biggest and most celebrated branch in all the Girl Scouts!”

You nod. “Sounds cool.” Not really. You slink out of Juliette’s grasp and simply say, “Well, it’s nice knowing you all then. Give me a call when you need me?”

Gordon nods. “Of course. We’re getting a huge batch cooked up.”

> SUBQUEST UPDATED
> Something for all Girls
> Help the Girl Scouts

Low offers you a bag which smells like lots of fresh cookies. “Here you go.”

“Oh, you don’t need to-“

Low gently shoves it into your chest. “Take it, take it.” You take the bag. She chuckles. “Besides, it’s not like Daisy cooked them or-“ She stops herself way too late. She looks back to see Daisy bursting into tears again.

“… IT’S NOT LIKE I COOKED THEM!?” She runs out of the Bakery screaming and doing that little girly run.

“WAIT!” Low runs after her. “I DIDN’T MEAN ANYTHING! YOUR COOKIES ARE GOOD!”

Juliette and Gordon simply stand there, smiling. This shit must happen a lot.

You wave goodbye to the girls then leave the Bakery. Free cookies, hehehe. You receive a phonecall.

“Nancy”

> Answer
> Don’t Answer

>>29465551
> Boast
i don't know if we can go door to..
>We recruited our ace driver
oh yea.... we DO have a wonderful driver don't we?

>>29465818

> Answer

>>29465818
>> Answer

>>29465818
> Answer

>>29465823
> Hitching a ride with Bolter
We're gonna die aren't we?

>>29465818
> Answer
Dumb question, really.

>>29465818
>that little girly run.

...People actually do that?

> Answer

“What’s up, Nancy?”

“Did you hear what happened in the dorms this morning?”

“I was there. They were in Kitten’s dorm where I was sleeping. They called me a lesbian! Can you believe that?”

“… yes?”

“Nancy.”

“Sorry. But anyway, just calling to check in on you. We do have dinner with the William Adams girls today you know?”

“Right. Our teams are going to be there with us, correct?”

“Yep! Ramirez is busy getting our teams assembled and ready. Anyway, you want to come over and have lunch? Kitten’s already here, she’s showing me this game called ‘Men of War: Assault Squad’. Really neat. Looks incredibly hard though.”

> HAVE LUNCH WITH NANCY AND KITTEN?
> Y/N
> Other

>>29466001
>Y

>>29466001
> Y
Abuse our cookie privileges.

>>29466001
>N

Let's do a loyalty quest....

>>29466001
>Y
Don't see why not.

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>>29466001
Give them a taste of America when you go in for dinner.

> Y

“Sure, be there in a jiffy.”

“Great, see you in a bit!”

You hang up and proceed back to the dorms, all the while you eat your delicious delicious cookies. You tell yourself, “Wait, save some for Kitten and Nancy.” BUT NO. KITTEN AND NANCY ARE NOT HERE. You munch down hungrily into the cookies until only two are left.

You look down at them, frowning. Okay, yeah, maybe you should save those.

Regardless, without too much more incident, you arrive back at the dorms. You knock on Nancy’s door. “It’s open!” You walk in to see Nancy at her desk, laptop open and sounds blasting the horrors of virtual warfare. Kitten is on the bed, laptop open and headphones dropped around her neck. Both are clad in their Tankery undershirts and miniskirts.

“Hey, Trudy,” says Kitten. She looks at your bag. “What’s that?”

You hold it up, smiling nervously. “Cookies from the Girl Scouts. Made a deal with them if we help them, they’ll help us.”

Nancy smiles, her attention focused on the screen. “Marvelous!” A boom goes off. “D’aw! They killed my guy!”

“You have nine other guys,” says Kitten. “Use them.”

You sit down next to Kitten and offer her a cookie. She takes it and eats it vigorously. You toss a cookie to Nancy, which she catches deftly without even looking.

“Nice catch,” you say.

“Thank you!”

> Play Around
> Cook Lunch
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Read a Book (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team (Specify)
> Other

>>29466304
>> Cook Lunch

>>29466304
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29466304
> Cook Lunch

>>29466304
> Other
Shore leave money making opportunities?

And I hate to be the bearer of unpleasant news, but I just rechecked the delivery time on the Pershing as a point of comparison.

It was ordered at the afternoon on Tues - Sept. 17th, and it arrived by morning Wed - Sept. 25th.

So even if by some miracle we got the money now, we won't be able to use it by Saturday next week, which is the day of the match against William Adams.

So yeah, unless there's some yet undiscovered mechanic of speeding up deliveries, we might be better off ensuring our first match victory by focusing on upgrades for three of our current tank line-up, namely the StuG, the Sentinel, and the Panzer IV. A day of conversion for each totalling to just three days.

Just putting it out there.

>>29466304
> Cook Lunch

BTW Schteel, the Where's Waldo book isn't in the pastebin.

>>29466384
I just updated, it should be in there.

>>29466304
> Cook Lunch

>>29466382
>undiscovered mechanic of speeding up deliveries
Pay more money

>>29466304
> Cook Lunch

>>29466382
Oh crap. That's something I hadn't even considered. Maybe we can contact some people for a loan, beg and insist for our sponsorship money early, grill the shop to help us speed up delivery. If we're going to do something, we need to do it, like, now.

Putting the money into upgrading our tanks isn't bad at all, but it'd really suck if we lose the opportunity to buy the Tiger.

Let's get on this after lunch as cooking is pretty well locked in now.

>>29466577
What we need to know, is how long is a tank on our Wishlist? What are the limitations?

>>29466577
The Tiger II is on our Wishlist, we won't lose the opportunity, but we won't have it on time.

>>29466611
>>29466625
It's only one extra week.

> Cook Lunch

“Nancy, mind if I get started on lunch?”

Nancy nods, her attention still squarely on the game. “Sure! Go ahead! Ingredients are in the fridge.”

You walk over to the little kitchen area and start putting down the stuff needed for a simple chicken soup. You start away at chopping some of the chicken into edible portions. As you cook, you listen in on Nancy and Kitten playing their little game of theirs.

“Kitten, why isn’t my tank firing?”

“The main gun got damaged to repair it.”

“Kitten, what’s difference between this grenade and that grenade?”

“That one kills infantry, the other kills tanks.”

“Kitten, my guys are dying.”

“You keep double clicking, they’re running into that machine gun’s lane of fire.”

“Kitten, my tank isn’t moving.”

“It’s been destroyed and it’s on fire.”

“Kitten, why can’t I purchase more things?”

“Because you spent all your points on Conscripts.”

Man. Kitten has the patience of a saint sometimes. In that time, you managed to cook some chicken soup for three people. You place the bowls next to Nancy, Kitten, and then sit down next to Kitten, soup in your lap.

“Are you guys winning?” you ask.

Kitten chuckles. “We’re 70 points behind on this match. A flamethrower just burned down my Super Pershing, a Katyusha’s way in the back destroying all my infantry, and Nancy keeps calling in conscripts and M5A1 Stuarts. What do you think?”

“… so you’re winning.”

“Please.”

> Play Around
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Read a Book (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team (Specify)
> Other

>>29466642
We can get that money in a week. Namely sponsorships.

>>29466625
If we have to spend the money on upgrades, we probably won't have enough to buy it before it expires on our wishlist is what I mean.

>>29466680
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
Is there a way to get express delivery?

>>29466680
>Study a Tankery Team (Specify)
I seriously, SERIOUSLY want to know what is Ooarai doing.

>Ooarai

>>29466680
> Read a Book (Specify)
That panzer book

>>29466718
I wanna second this it seems urgent

>>29466680
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29466680
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29466680
>> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29466680
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
It won't hurt us to ask about it >>29466718

>>29466680
> Read a Book (Specify)
the same book we have been on.

>>29466681
Isn't this the second week? Which means on Monday it is gone?

>>29466680
>> Consult the Shop (Specify)
Ask if we can get the Tiger delivered faster. If not, then we'll ask him to upgrade our lineup as >>29466382 proposed.

>>29466856
Nah, Tankslist refresh every Tuesday.
Wishlisted tanks last for at least another week.

>>29466680
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29466890
And this is not the second week? I honestly lost track.

> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)
> Consult the Shop

You spend some time on reading through Heinz Guderian’s famed book. This time you get into the development of the Blitzkrieg. Not just simply a very fast attack, but there is a lot more detail into it than you ever thought possible.

> Achtung, Panzer!: Progress: 30%

You decide on calling up Mr. Mishka. After a few seconds, he answers the phone. “Ah, Gertrude. Something I can do for you?”

“Hey, Mr. Mishka. I wanted to know if that King Tiger we wish-listed earlier would get here in time for our match with Adams if we were to order it today.”

“Ah, standard protocol calls for one-week deliveries unfortunately. It wouldn’t get in here time.”

“No way to make it go… faster?”

“Nope.”

“Ah. That’s a shame.”

“Indeed it is, King Tigers are excellent, if a bit uh… clumsy. Anything else you wanted?”

> ANYTHING ELSE YOU WANTED?
> Y (Specify)
> N
> Other

>>29466979
>N

>>29466979
N

>>29466979
> N

>>29466979
>> N
I'm willing to bet that one of the books we read has a perk that makes our deliveries faster.

>>29466979
>Oh yeah, adding the 6 or 25 pounder gun into the Setienel

If possible

The only reason I'm not saying the 17 pounder if that some anon says we need to convert the entire thing to do so.

>>29466979
>> N

>>29466934
Still on week 1 seeing as the list in the Shop pastebin doesn't have anything new yet.

We just wishlisted the Tiger II early within the week that it appeared.

>>29466979
> N
> Other
Maybe later though?

>>29466979
> N
We'll discuss what we want later, maybe Friday's thread as it seems to be when we have most players.

>>29467032
Honestly anon, that sounds kind of dumb.

>>29466979
Time to grease the wheels of delivery

Guys, when are we going to use the ordience package?

>>29467125
Not sure. Looking at it now it was kinda a dumb purchase since we want to use 1 or maybe 2 guns out of it.

>>29467142
I wanted to use it to make the firefly, ACIII, and the Churchill conversions cheaper.

> N

“Nah, we’re good for now, Mr. Mishka.”

“Alright. Will be here if you need me then.”

You hang up and resume your lunch. You peek over Kitten’s shoulder, seeing her try to establish some semblance of a defensive position but unfortunately getting popped left and right by enemy KV-85s.

“Motherfucker!” Kitten balls her hands up into fists, fuming.

“Kitten? Why are my troops not firing?”

Kitten sighs, calming down. “Maybe they’re out of ammo, Nancy. I’d be surprised if any of them lasted that long.” You laugh at Kitten’s misfortune. She looks back at you and says, “Oh shut up you.”

“Kitten, I just called in an M4A3 Sherman.”

Kitten says, “Smartest purchase you’ve made yet, Nancy. Just support it with Infantry and maybe we can we just lost.” Kitten frowns as the scoreboard comes up.

3 points to 100.

You rustle Kitten’s hair. “D’aw. Maybe next time.”

There’s a knock at your door. You put the bowl down on the floor and move to answer it. You open the door and who else but-

“Gertrude!” Perrine Hobart opens her arms wide. “Hugs!”

> HUGS?
> Y/N
> Other

>>29467177
See, the thing with that is we only really want to upgrade the Sentinel and get a Firefly.

Upgrading the Churchill involves giving it a worse anti-tank gun and we don't want that unless we can wrangle something with Schteel where we keep the 6pdr on it instead of the 75.

>>29467225
> N

...We're good.

>>29467225
>Y

>>29467225
> N
YOU BUTCHERER, WE'LL NEVER GIVE YOU A HUG.

>>29467225
> N

HERETEEEEEEEEEK!

>>29467225
>> Y
Hugs for the nice heretek.

>>29467237
That is why we have the extra 6 pounder gun, we swap it out once the conversion is done

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>>29467225
> N

>>29467225
Y

>>29467225
> N

Okay, for our match we'll want our Panzer into an Ausf. F1, our Sentinel an AC IV, and Stug an Ausf. F; right?
So we mount the 17pdr on the Sentinel, the Panzer and Stug coversions total 19,500, then would we still need to convert the Sentinel but at a discount? Should we do anything with the Chi-Ha?

Sorry, I don't know much about tanks, so sorry if I'm being stupid. I'm just trying to get our plans straight as best I can.

>>29467225
>Y

she's a nice person, I can understand if it's Frendell but she didn't do anything bad to us

>>29467225
>Y
Hugs are nice.

>>29467225
>Y

>>29467225
>> N

>>29467225
>Y
for teh lulz

>>29467225
>> N

>>29467335
Depends on what we decide for the long term. We only get the Tiger II for a little more, if we don't buy it we lose it.

Or we can upgrade those tanks.

>>29467225
>Y

Really, guys what did she do to deserve this, we need to maintain good relations

>>29467335
Nope. We want the Tiger 2. No delaying. No telling if we manage to get enough money together should we splurge on upgrades now.

>>29467225
> Y
A very strong, constricting hug. Whatever are you talking about, Perrine? You're well liked! Why do you think this hug is EXTRA tight?

>>29467225
> Other
Offer a handshake.

>>29467225
>Y

Don't leave her hanging, its rude

>>29467335

Nope, god knows when we're going to somehow scrounge up 45,000 goddamn dollars if we splurge it now.

>>29467373
>>29467388
I think the more pressing issue is that we don't lose and end the quest early. If you guys think we can manage then I'll trust you on that.

>>29467225
>Y

Sure, why not. At least her greeting is better then Willaim Adams

>>29467225
>Y
Hugs are always nice.

>>29467437
It's only Cruisers. The definition of glass-cannon. We have nothing that can't penetrate them.

>>29467515
>It's only Cruisers
Famous last words

>>29467544
if anything, we build up CP over this week

>>29467515
And if they SANIC, we won't be able to stop them.

>>29467515
The extra assurance of tilting the odds on our favor by upgrading our current line-up is more promising than underestimation or false bravado.

>>29467596

Then we better get reading.

> Y

You reluctantly open up your arms, and she immediately takes you on in a hug. What surprises you most however is that she ends up LIFTING YOU INTO THE AIR.

“WHOA, PERRINE, THAT’S SOMETHING.” you say.

“Yay!” she shouts. She puts you back down and dusts herself off. You notice that she’s not in that mechanic’s jumpsuit from the Rally, but in a more academic uniform. An olive blazer with a plaid pleated miniskirt. She adjusts her glasses a bit, smile on her face, then says, “So, I trust you’re doing well, Gertrude?”

You nod. “Of course.” You motion her inside and shut the door behind her. You gesture over to Nancy and Kitten. “You remember Nancy and Kitten right?”

Perrine nods. “Of course! It’s nice to see you both again. Where are your treasurer and your secretary?”

Nancy says, “They’re making preparations for us for the dinner at William Adams.”

“Ah, I see. You’re going with your entire team?” You nod. “Cool! I’m here with only my best girls, Koshkin, Aders, Stratton, and Briggs. We just dropped by via DC-3 Dakota! Our M39 AUV’s out front.”

You nod again. “Cool.”

She kneels down next to Kitten. “Oooh, video games.”

Kitten looks over at her, smirking. “You play any?”

“Well, mostly stuff that has to do with building things.” She claps her hand together, realizing something. “Oh, that reminds me! Did you see the match?”

“Yeah,” you say. “Was really something!”

Perrine nods. “Yep! Turns out the E-100 didn’t really uh… cut it. Got stuck in a ditch and we couldn’t get out until after the match. We’re planning on moving it to the Unlimited line!”

> “please no”
> “Why?”
> “Good luck with that.”
> Other

>>29467606
Don't be dumb. Cruisers died in droves when they SANICd.

>>29467625
As I said. All our stuff can penetrate them.

>>29467646
> “Please no”

Please don't butcher another tank.

>>29467596
That's actually a solid plan. We can spam intuition if we need to even! Just so long as we hit them we'll take them out!

Okay, I'm in full support of reading and researching teams until our match.

>>29467646
> “please no”

>>29467646
> “Why?”

>>29467646
> “Good luck with that.”
For the eventual match with Walter Christie, we won't have to face their heaviest tank.

>>29467646
>> “please no”

>>29467646
> “Please no”

>>29467646
>"Good luck with that"
The less we know about it's fate the better

>>29467646
> “Please no”

Call me a bleeding heart, but the thought of Walter Christie butchering yet another tank gives me the shivers.

>>29467696
We might still have to contend with that TOG II.

>>29467646
> “please no”

Man, we should totally get the Ace crew.

Family reunions are fun!

> typerfes rapacity

Captcha pls, stahp.

>>29467744
The TOG II would die pretty quickly to our Tiger II, or even the 17 pounder or HV 75mm.

>>29467646
>> “please no”
>> “Why?”

>>29467646
> “please no”
Stop killing tanks!

>>29467646
> “please no”

>>29467918
Then again it's a replica....

It doesn't really matter.

Then again the original Maus CHassis hurts

>>29468051
Buuuut I'd rather face their E-100 then something else they can field. If we convince her it's a good idea to keep it in her lineup then we can take advantage of it's weaknesses, have an easier time beating them.

> “please no”

You place a hand on Perrine’s shoulder, smile fading a little. “Perrine. Please. No.”

Perrine looks at you, confused. “Why not? The E-100 chassis would be wonderful for mounting a short barrel 240mm gun. Turn it into one giant assault gun!” Nancy quietly laughs in shame at her desk while Kitten facepalms. “Oh! Better yet! You’ve just given me an idea! I could totally use the E-100 and stick a bunch of turrets on it, like the T-35 and-“

“Perrine. Please.”

“Hm,” Perrine crosses her arms, pouting. “You’re no fun.”

“I’m just saying,” you say, “The E-100’s one of a kind. Maybe keep it as like a museum piece or something. Or sell it to a museum or something.”

Perrine taps her chin, looking up at the ceiling, apparently thinking. “Huh… but it wouldn’t be in use like that.”

“Trust me,” you say. “Tanks like the E-100 are probably better off as eye-candy.”

Perrine nods. “Hm, I suppose that’s understandable.” She sits down, smile returning like a boomerang. “Anyway, tomorrow,” she smiles at you like a madwoman. “You gotta visit us at the racetrack. Maybe even check out the Factory where the magic happens!”

You nod. “Sure, sounds nice, Perrine.”

“Anyway!” she heads on for the door. “Just dropping by, seeing how you all are doing! See you at Adams!” She shuts the door behind her. You check the time. Hm, looks like you should be preparing.

[1/2]

>>29468144
[2/2]
You quickly excuse yourself to run over to your dorm and get changed into your uniform. You quickly throw off your clothes, and get changed out into your Tankery uniform. You return back to Nancy’s and find that both Kitten and Nancy have already changed out. Damn, that was fast of them.

“You don’t have to worry about Kitten,” says Nancy. “Made her take a shower when she got here!” She sniffs a bit of Kitten’s hair. “Smells like apples.”

Kitten says, “That’s nice, Nancy.”

You hear a loud honk. Everyone packs up to see the Lafayette tank convoy pull up outside of the Sophomore dorms. Lisa and Ramirez turn out of the hatches in the Sherman. “Ready to go?”

You nod. “Let’s do this.” You all climb up onto the Sherman and take your positions.

> Talk Tanks
> Converse Casually
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Read a Book (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team (Specify)
> Other

>>29468177
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29468144
>Maybe even check out the Factory where the butchery happens!”
Fixed

>>29468177
>> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

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>>29468177
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

> "Maybe even check out the Factory where the magic happens!"

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>>29468144
>visiting their 'Factory'

>>29468177
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

>>29468210
I'm getting chills anon

>>29468177
> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)
Ya know, it's easier to refill bottled plot armor by studying other tankery teams.

>>29468294
But this way we get perks!

>>29468144
>Maybe even check out the Factory where the magic happens
I wonder how much it would cost to commission a tank

>>29468317
Oh yeah, speaking of perks, that shot by the SU from 5km reeked of DIVINE INTERVENTION.
From an out of game meta perspective at least.

>>29468343
Probably more expensive than refitting an existing tank... but the idea of commissioning a new tank rather than waiting for good choices in the tank shop is enticing, though I doubt WC would make tanks for their competition at this point.

>>29468449
I almost forgot we had that perk, shouldn't we use it only in the final stages or when the situation is absolutely hopeless.

> Read a Book (Achtung, Panzer!)

You decide on leaning back in the Commander’s chair, and reading your little book as Lisa drives the tank and leads your little convoy down to the loading areas. Interesting thing this book as it talks about the Blitzkrieg. It was really fast attack and more really big quick powerful strike into one area supported by everything and everything.

> Achtung, Panzer!: Progress: 40%

“Lisa, we there yet?” you ask.

She says, “We’re just about at the loader.”

You close the book and turn out. You see the tanks all park neatly on the loader. The Naval Studies Merchant tells everyone to keep their arms and limbs inside their vehicles until the loader has come to a complete stop.

Sometimes, it’s too slow to just be lowered down to the pier, then be brought back up to the other ship. Cherbourg sports a massive crane capable of carrying several thousand tons all over the port, and here it transports some materiel from Lafayette Girls Academy to William Adams Naval Academy. You feel a sense of weightlessness as the crane jerks forward and lifts you all off the Academyship and towards William Adams.

You button back up.

“So, think dinner will be nice?” asks Lisa.

“Well,” you say, “They’re British. It has to be.”

Soon, the crane jerks to a stop. You’ve arrived onboard William Adams Naval Academy.

You turn out, and Lisa powers the Sherman up again. The convoy gets moving on until you meet up with a Cromwell tank by the loading area. You say stop to Lisa, who stops the tank and the convoy. Who else but Anne Murphy comes up to from the Cromwell. “Ah, well, if it isn’t Gertrude Pool.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>29468589
> Neutral

Oh, HER.

>>29468589
> Polite

>>29468589
> Neutral

>>29468589
>> Polite

We're nice even if she isn't.

>>29468589
> Neutral

>>29468589
> Polite

>>29468589
> Neutral

>>29468589
>Polite

>>29468589
> Neutral

> Neutral

“That’s me,” you say.

Anne nods, clearly looking like she wants to be somewhere else. She looks at your line up and balks a little. “Right, I’ll take all of you up where we have dinner, you follow me?”

You nod. “Righto.”

Anne hops up into the Cromwell, then gets moving. Lisa follows after her, along with the rest of the team.

William Adams is a pretty big school at 12 kilometers. Lisa, ever the studious one, tells you about how it was actually originally supposed to be delivered to the Japanese in the 60s, before the Japanese started building their own Academyships. Thus, William Adams became a British Academyship, and by extension a Naval Academy. All students here are actually Naval Studies students with different roles and different jobs.

You arrive at the huge dining hall. You park your tanks and hop on out. Anne dismounts as well, walking right past you and immediately parking herself next to her commander, Victoria Augustine.

Victoria smiles, welcoming. “Gertrude! Nice to see you and you newbies. I trust you all are well?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>29468589
>Anne Murphy

What did she do to us again?

Also German isn't it at 60%,, we read at the library

also

>Polite

>>29468918
> Polite

>>29468918
>> Polite

>>29468918
> Boast

>>29468918
>> Polite

>>29468943
Color me surprised. It is.

I'll fix that after this thread.

>>29468918
> Polite

>>29468918
Who was Anne again, the scotish girl who dissed our tanks?

>>29468918
> Polite

> Polite

You nod. “I am doing well. You?”

Victoria says, “Oh, could be better. I’ve got the Irish in one ear and the Scottish in the other.” She pats the shoulder of a very short girl, probably short as Kitten. “This little Welsh girl here is one of my best tankers, Gwynedd Archer. Commands a Challenger tank.”

You offer your hand, “Nice to meet you, Gwynedd.” She shakes it, stoic expression of calm and curiosity on her face.

“She doesn’t talk much,” says Victoria.

“Clearly.”

“Anyway!” She claps her hands together. “Let’s have some dinner. Our chefs have prepared for us some delectable roast ham and other nice fineries to dine on for the night. You and your crew will eat with us, the rest will eat downstairs in the General dining area.”

Nancy asks, “Where are we eating?”

Victoria smirks. “Officer’s Lounge.”

You all head inside, your crews being directed into the general dining area where you see the rest of William Adams’ Tankery team has assembled for dinner. You head upstairs into a nice lovely area, where on end, you can look down at all the crews. You’re directed to sit down at a large table where you see Perrine and her girls, along with Mary Stuart are already sitting.

“But that’s wrong you cunt!” shouts Stuart. “You kinnae stick a fooking Sherman on top of an E-100! That’s like asking a fooking prostitute for anal!”

Perrine looks unfazed, even a bit confused. “But it’d work in Unlimited.”

You sit down between Kitten and Nancy. “Well, shall we eat then?” you say. Waitresses come by to give you the starters. Dumplings served with some butter and gravy.

> Talk with the William Adams Girls
> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls
> Talk with a member of your crew (Specify)
> Eat and listen to the conversations
> Other

Rolled 6

I've been out of this for awhile
What's the situation on Gay or straight?

>>29469386
Wait, hold on, what's wrong with anal from a hooker?

Isn't that the whole point of hookers?

>Talk with the William Adams girls

>>29469432
God willing it'll stay ambiguous. the fujsohi are utter faggots.

>>29469432
we're kittensexual, straight but we make an exception for her

>>29469386
> Talk with the William Adams Girls

>>29469386
> Eat and listen to the conversations

>>29469432
One of the two. Maybe a little of both.

>>29469386
> Talk with the William Adams Girls

>>29469432
Canonically straight but anons are trying their hardest to knock the hinges off Trudy's door

>>29469386
> Talk with the William Adams Girls

>>29469463
Right?

>>29469432
Canonically not gay, but possibly bi

>>29469386
>> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls

I sense danger for the e-100

> Talk with the William Adams Girls

“So, is Tankery a big part of William Adams Naval?” you ask.

Victoria says, “A bit. Started up around 30 or so years ago, that was when all we had was a bunch of surplus Cruiser Mark IVs, Covenanters, and Cavaliers. Worked our way up from that to the Cromwells, Comets, and Challengers that everyone knows and loves today.”

Stuart says, “Aye, we kicked the arses out of the Nationals just back a few months back if ye believe that story. But whae geez a fuck aboot that Nationals anyway. It’s a shitehole of a thing if ye ask me.”

Murphy says, “No one asked ya. And I don’t think no cunt particularly cares about it either.”

“You cunt,” Stuart points her half eaten dumpling at her. “I oughta come cross this table and make a fookin’ hames of yae manky arse and send you back to Belfast where you belong you fookin’ hillbilly gobshite cunt.”

You say, “You two sound like really good friends.”

Victoria chuckles. “Eh, they’re Irish and Scottish. I’m stuck with them.” She pats Archer’s shoulder. “Unlike Archer here, who just does what she’s told and thankfully keeps quiet about it.”

Stuart says, “Innit because ye be hittin-“ Stuart recoils as Victoria kicks her from under the table. “OW you cunt! I was just-“

“Shut it or I’ll have your throat, William Wallace.”

> Talk with the William Adams Girls
> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls
> Talk with a member of your crew (Specify)
> Eat and listen to the conversations
> Other

>>29469685
...I wonder if they'd be willing to sell?

The E-100 is what the King Tiger is, but...bigger. And now tankery legal. Maybe worth pursuing?

>>29469755
> Eat and listen to the conversations

>>29469755
> Other

We should get Michelle up here.

It's been a long time since she last saw her cousin riiiiiiight?

>>29469755
>> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls

>>29469755
>Stuart says, “Innit because ye be hittin-“
Abusing your crew isn't okay

>>29469755
> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls

I want to see there crew for this

>>29469755
>> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls

Talk to ones that speak english

>>29469755
> Eat and listen to the conversations

>>29469775
Oh hell no. The Tiger II is close to the line of "how big can you make a tank before it gets ineffective." The E-100 leaves that line in the dust.

>>29469755
> “Unlike Archer here, who just does what she’s told and thankfully keeps quiet about it.”
Funny how we pretty much have a crew member who has the same deal.

Anyway.
> Eat and listen to the conversations
Let's try not to lose our appetite whenever Perrine has something to say.

>>29469775
You do realize that we sold off the one superheavy prototype we owned because superheavy prototypes suck dildos in the grand scheme of things?

>>29469822
HUE, this.

>>29469775
It also has the flaws of the Tiger magnified, besides we won't have the money for it. I think the IS-3 would be a much better investment myself.

>>29469755
> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls

I'm interested in what they have to say

>>29469822
This.

Get Michelle, prepare for family reunion shenanigans.

>>29469893
We have a chance to Elite it, though, basically removing all those (")little(") niggles, leaving one big fuck off tank with one really big fuck off gun.

I'm not pushing for it, I'm just saiyan, the King Tiger can't get here in time for our match. Maybe it's time to pursue alternatives.

>>29469822

Perrine must know!

Cue Wendy rant.

> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls

As the Irish and Scot begin using their spoons as catapults to pelt each other with dumplings, you decide to make smalltalk with the Christie girls.

Perrine motions to the girls. “Oh, Gertrude. These are some of the best girls I have working in the Unlimited Program. Edwina Aders, Mikaela Koshkin, Stephanie Briggs and Harriet Stratton.”

You smile, motioning your glass of water to them. “Nice to meet you all.”

Perrine points to Stratton and Briggs. “Briggs and Stratton over there are pretty much singlehandedly responsible for getting the E-100 together. Couldn’t have done it without them.”

Briggs nods. “Yep, engines are our livelihoods.”

Stratton says, “Perrine’s got us working on the Chi-Ri project actually.”

Nancy gasps. “You have a Chi-Ri! But they only built one, and they didn’t even finish it!”

“Well,” says Perrine. “What we’re hoping for is that we can get it past the ITL to make it legal. Problem is that the ITL are very anal about what is legal in terms of replications. We have to work off a lot of guesswork because we don’t have many blueprints of tanks.”

Koshkin nods. “Yep. And if we get even one detail wrong, even the tiniest thing, it’s dubbed illegal and we have to scrap it.”

Stratton nods. “Which is why we have to be extra careful with restoring it. We dredged the thing out of the ocean from a sunken ship, salt water’s eaten away a lot of the internal components, everything else is rusted to shit. Could take us months to restore it.”

Stuart scoffs. “Eh, it’d be useless anyway. Those origami tanks be fookin’ fragile as Victoria’s ego.”

Victoria clears her throat. “I heard that.”

“I know.”

Aders looks at you and asks, “So, what’s your team like?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>29470098
>> Boast

>>29470098
> Boast

Very versatile

"also fuck you Mary."

The only bitch that talks like that and is tolerated is wendy

>>29470098
> Polite

A Chi-Ri? That actually seemed like it would be a decent tank.

Also, Hobart-DeWitt family reunion when?

>>29470098
>> Boast
We're ballers

>>29470098
> Boast
The best anyone can ask for.

Oh, are they talking about the tanks in particular perhaps? Yeah, working on it too.

>>29470098
> Polite

>>Briggs
>>Stratton
HUE

>>29470098
>Stuart scoffs. “Eh, it’d be useless anyway. Those origami tanks be fookin’ fragile as Victoria’s ego.”

You girls drive cruisers, you really can't talk.

>>29469432
I believe we're still straight, but either way GS has mentioned several times that Trude will stay single, moste likely due to the shitstorm that happened around homecoming.

> Boast

As the waitresses begin serving the roast pork and other delicacies of the main course, you describe your team. “Well, in terms of tanks we have a very varied line up which I think is a versatile set up.”

Anne and Mary exhale loudly and burst at the seams, quietly laughing. Victoria and Gwynedd quickly kick them under the table, shutting them up.

“I’m personally very proud of it, we’ve got an M4A1E8 which is my personal tank, an S35, a Churchill IV, a KV-85, a Short Barrel 120, a Stuart, a Panther, a Sentinel, and a Stug, and we recently got a new crew into our Panzer IV C.”

Victoria curiously asks, “Oh? Who you got for crews?”

“Oh, only the most nicest and most loyal people. A lot of displaced clubs that just want to do Tankery. We even managed to scrounge up an old Ace crew for the tournament. Took some elbow grease to get ‘em convinced but I think-“

“Wait,” Perrine leans across the table towards you, grinning hopefully. “You know Michelle right?”

You nod. “Yeah. She’s the gunner for the Pan-“

Perrine stands up and heads over to the end of the room which overlooks the general dining area. She leans over the railing and waves. “HI MICHELLE! HI! HELLO!”

You all sit there quietly as Perrine calls out to Michelle.

“MICHELLE! IT’S ME, PERRINE! YOUR COUSIN! REMEMBER ME!”

Stuart says, “If she be my cousin, I winta wanna.”

> Talk with the William Adams Girls
> Talk with the Walter Christie Girls
> Talk with a member of your crew (Specify)
> Eat and listen to the conversations
> Other

>>29470422
>> Eat and listen to the conversations

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>>29470422
> Eat and listen to the conversations

>>29470422
> Eat and listen to the conversations

Eat and observe family reunion.

>>29470422
>> Eat and listen to the conversations

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>>29470422
>> Eat and listen to the conversations

This will surely end well.

>>29470422
>> Eat and listen to the conversations

>>29470422
>I winta wanna.”

Translation please?

>>29470545
"If we was my cousin, I wouldn't want to."

>>29470545
I wouldn't want her.