PREVIOUS THREADS: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=Magical+Girl+Libertyhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5I_74MVsP0IThe year is 1938. The Great War has long past and now is the time for innovation, exploration and adventure.Throughout the world, airships are now common sights, airplanes have become the flying car, and high speed trains rule the transportation industry. Men and women of derring-do travel the world in search of ancient artifacts and long-thought extinct animals. Technology becomes almost indistinguishable from the magic that exists in the world.But not all is right. In the ruins of post-war Germany, a new power rises led under the banner of Adolf Hitler, threatening to destroy the balance of the world. To the far east, Imperial Japan expands and slaughters its way through China. Air pirates dominate the skies and prey upon the lifeblood which now flows through the air. The occult and the mysterious strike terror and fear into the hearts of many.That’s where you come in.The Magical Girls come from a mysterious background, nobody knows where they come from or who they are. All that’s known is that they are powerful beings brimming with magic.You are Magical Girl Liberty, fifteen year old Christine “Chris” Hunter.The World of Tomorrow needs a new kind of hero.
>>30819947> SEPTEMBER 15, 1938 <> LONDON, ENGLAND <“… and you really have to go?” you ask.Archer and Winter stand outside the hospital with you, Sumire (AKA Magical Girl Lightning), and Bomber (AKA Magical Girl Bomber). Archer nods, “Indeed. I have to report back to MI6 for debriefing and Winter of course has to return to Russia. It has been nice working with you though, Liberty.”You nod, smiling. “Of course, thanks for toughing it with us, guys. You especially Archer.”“I will look forward to working with you again, Liberty, if the time comes,” says Archer. “In the meantime, we must get going.”Winter quickly wraps you in a constricting bearhug. “Do svidaniya, kapitalisticheskaya suka!” she shouts.You nod again, the air rushing away from your lungs. “T-Thanks, please let me go.”Winter drops you, finally letting you breathe. With that, Archer and Winter wave goodbye as they walk away. Good people those two.Your mom, Carol Hunter, walks past you. “Right, are we going to visit Scott or what?”You enter into the hospital, not too busy thankfully. A nurse directs you to Mr. Joanes’ room where he is under armed guard. You walk into his room, fresh flowers around on his nightstand. He looks over at you from his hospital bed, covered in blankets. “Liberty! Miss Hunter! It’s good to see you all!”> (Hug Mr. Joanes)> “I thought you were dead for a second there.”> “How are you holding up, Mr. Joanes?”> Other
>>30819954> (Hug Mr. Joanes)poor guy's been through a lot.
>>30819954> “How are you holding up, Mr. Joanes?”Better we hope.
>>30819954> (Hug Mr. Joanes)CHOICES HAVE TO BE MADE
>>30820013>>30820019Both, try not to hug too hard, I guess.Yay posting works again!
> (Hug Mr. Joanes)> “How are you holding up, Mr. Joanes?”You lean over and wrap your arms around him. “Mr. Joanes, how are you holding up?”Mr. Joanes groans as he leans forward, hugging you. “Oh goodness, I’m fine, I’m fine!” You let go of him, allowing him to lie back and rest on the bed. He still smiles. “Lightning and Bomber nearly wrecked the Zep’s engines trying to get me back here. I really have them to thank for saving my life. I don’t know how I can repay them.”Sumire shrugs. “Well, a bit of money-“ you nudge Sumire in the elbow. “Yeah. You don’t repay us.”Mom says, “So, you know my daughter then, Scott?”Mr. Joanes blinks in surprise. He looks over at you incredulously. “You’re her daughter?” You nod sternly. “Goodness, Miss Hunter. You don’t look a day over 25! And yet-“Mom puts her hand up, smirking. “It’s alright, Scott. I’m glad you’re feeling better. There’s a couple things we need to discuss if you don’t mind.”“Oh yes, of course,” says Mr. Joanes.Mom looks over at you. “Do you mind giving us some privacy?”You tilt your head at her. “Pardon?”“Archaeology stuff. You don’t bother me about it, after all.”> Fine, we’ll be outside.> We’ll take the day off then.> I think I deserve to know what you two are talking about, boring as it is.> Other
>>30820060> We’ll take the day off then.LIFE OF SLICE, HERE WE GO
>>30820060> I think I deserve to know what you two are talking about, boring as it is.
>>30820060> We’ll take the day off then.GOGOGO
>>30820060>> Fine, we’ll be outside.Wohoo, 4chan is alive again!
>>30820060> We’ll take the day off then.Freedom!
> We’ll take the day off then.You say, “We’ll be going then. I’m sure we’ve got better stuff to do anyway.”Mr. Joanes looks at you, concernedly. “You sure you don’t want to stay? They’re broadcasting an excellent program about the Pyramids on the radio!”You look over at Mom skeptically, then back at Mr. Joanes. “I think we’ll be fine, Mr. Joanes. We wish you all the best.”Bomber nods, smiling. “Get well soon.”“Sorry for almost killing you first time we met,” says Sumire. “If it makes you feel any better though, I would’ve killed you last and made it painless.”…You say, “Let’s just go.”With that, you leave the hospital and bask in the morning sun. Through the skies, planes and Zeps fly overhead, now as common as clouds and rain. Smooth sleek cars roll down the streets with Big Ben as the backdrop. You cross your arms, sighing. “So, Jeanine not coming with us?” you ask.Sumire shrugs. “She said she’d hang out at the Zep. Guard the prisoner. I personally wouldn’t trust her with our Zep with just her, she might steal it and start a new Private Security Company and then try to arrest us.”You say, “That’s very specific, Sumire, what makes you think she’ll arrest us and not just you?”“Well, I’m a Jap, Bomber and you are most certainly descended from European nations that France probably doesn’t like. All French people are jerks is what I’m saying,” she’s saying.You nod slowly. “Riiiiiight.”Bomber asks, “So what should we do then?”> See if there are any good bookstores around.> Maybe we can hit a gym, get some exercise in.> Let’s go check up on the Zep, just to be sure.> Other
>>30820191> Maybe we can hit a gym, get some exercise in.
>>30820191>> Maybe we can hit a gym, get some exercise in.
>>30820191> See if there are any good bookstores around.
>>30820191> Maybe we can hit a gym, get some exercise in.Sumire did want a rematch after all.
> Maybe we can hit a gym, get some exercise in.You find yourself a nice near-empty gym. Not a lot of people are this morning, and for good reason. It looks like this gym is falling to pieces. The old manager is actually surprised someone is coming in and is happier than a goose with some breadcrumbs that you give him some money for a few hours in.Bomber sits in the corner of the aged boxing ring as you and Sumire start wrapping your hands for the boxing gloves.“Alright, Libby,” says Sumire. “I get paid to fight, which means I got to stay on my guard, give them what for!”You nod as you fit your gloves on. “Sure, Sumire, sure.”“Right!” Sumire makes an imaginary dinging gesture. “Ding ding, little girl! Here comes the PAIN TRAIN!”You roll your eyes and put your fists up.> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Let Sumire win> Other
Rolled 5>>30820339> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Because we never pick defend.
Rolled 38>>30820339> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 1>>30820339> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Let's see how this goes
Rolled 97>>30820339> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 84>>30820339>> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)She'd murder us for real if we let her win.
Rolled 80>>30820339>Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
>>30820339> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 29>>30820418Welp. Here's the roll.
> Attack (97)You run at her, surprising Sumire. She doesn’t have enough time to block your jab to the face. She backs up, dazed. You follow up with another cross to the chest, sending her further back down the ring.“Damn it!” she says.“Keep your guard up, Sumire,” you say.Sumire glares at you, then charges, only for you to give her another incredible cross to the face, sending her back down the ring again.“Oh for…” Sumire mutters. “For a girl who really likes shields, you seem to like attacking a lot.”“I’m versatile,” you say.> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Let Sumire win> Other
Rolled 2>>30820580> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Shields are excellent bashing weapons.
Rolled 2>>30820580>> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Let's keep up the pressure.
Rolled 94>>30820580>>> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)To be fair, we usually punch people with the shields.
Rolled 25>>30820580> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 67>>30820596>>30820603>>30820612Thank christ for that third one.Attack
Rolled 91>>30820580>AttackNow I really feel bad for Sumire
Rolled 81>>30820580> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 24>>30820580> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
>>30820638If we ever did naginata/pole fighting/sparing against Sumire, she'd probably kick our ass. Trying to out-punch us is an uphill battle at best.
>>30820638She can take it as a learning experience. Just having a big mouth is not enough.
Rolled 64>>30820710>>30820698well I was talking about the dice gods wanting us to thrash her
> Attack (94)Sumire charges at you, throwing a quick cross at your impenetrable guard. You absorb it like nothing. She grits her teeth, then tries for an uppercut, again finding no mark.“Come on, Chris,” says Sumire.“I can do this all day,” you say. With that, you wind up and give powerful cross to her guard, knocking her back and exposing the meaty bits of her face. You use your free hand to give a jab, further stunning her.Sumire says, “That’s not fair!”You say, “Life’s not fair.”You finish it off with an uppercut, sending her flying and coming down to the boxing ring.You win. Rana claps and cheers you. Sumire rolls over onto her front, slamming her fist down onto the boxing ring.> “You alright, Sumire?”> “Want another go?”> “As if you expected anything else, Sumire?”> Other
>>30820731Or want us to teach her a lesson.
>>30820638We're a better boxer than her, it makes sense since we spend a lot of time punching people with shields.If we were both using staffs she'd hand us our lily white ass on a sushi platter.
>>30820748>> “Want another go?”
>>30820748> “You alright, Sumire?”
>>30820748> “Want another go?”
Rolled 77>>30820748> “You alright, Sumire?”Really lucky we're fighting on our terms and not hers...
>>30820748> “Want another go?”Give her another roll in the ha-uh, ring. Nothing can match Liberty's fists of FREEDOM!
>>30820748> “Want another go?”I feel bad, but I doubt she wants pity.
>>30820748>“Want another go?”
>>30820748>"You're fighting to my strengths. Why don't we try fighting to yours?"
>>30820909can we do this plus want to go again
> “Want another go?”You lean over Sumire. “You want another go, Sumire?”Sumire stands up, quickly dusting herself off. “Sure, sure…” she says quietly.…She turns to give you a right hook, which you dodge effortlessly. “Damn it!” she yells.You say, “You shouldn’t just pause like that, I saw that coming miles away.”Sumire sighs. “Fine, fine. Tell you what, I’ll bet something. If I win, you have to say that I am the best Magical Girl whoever graced this Earth and will graced this Earth for years to come and if you were a guy you’d bear my children!”“… You’d only inspire me to fight harder.”“Whatever,” says Sumire. “Let’s fight!”> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Let Sumire win> Other
Rolled 2>>30820937> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)GIVE SUMIRE A CHALLENGE
Rolled 91>>30820937> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 85>>30820937> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Let her flail uselessly against our iron defense, and then go for a counter punch.
Rolled 16>>30820937But we didn't even clarify what happens if Chris wins...> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 56>>30820937> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 16>>30820937>> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Let's give her another beating
Rolled 78>>30820937>if you were a guy you’d bear my childrenno mpreg pls> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
>>30820937>if you were a guy you’d bear my childrenNon-English speaker using an English idiom, or does Sumire need someone to sit her down and explain some things?Also maybe suggest that next time she gets to beat us up with a stick.
Every time I tune in, it is boxing, and I enjoy it.
> Defend (91)You raise your fists to- You’re suddenly bean in the head by a metal pole used for weightlifting. You don’t manage to fall over though, but that did hurt.Sumire smirks. “Got you!”“I thought we were boxing,” you say.“I’ve decided to invent a new kind of boxing, Staff Boxing!” She twirls the pole in the air and readies it in a guard position. You roll your eyes at that. Sumire charges, pole ready to thrust at you. You use your wrist to slap it out of the way and push her back.Sumire spits out a bit. “Alright,” you say. “You’re on my home turf though!” She rushes at you again, yelling. You step to the left and grab the pole, then rip it out of her hands. She stumbles a bit at the disarming, tripping forward. You take the pole and slap her on the rear with the end, sending her right in the ropes, but not falling over in defeat.Sumire turns over and leans back on the ropes, growling. “Very funny, Chris.”“You did decide to change the rules,” you say.> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)> Let Sumire win> Other
Rolled 64>>30821064> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 57>>30821064> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)She's literally on the ropes, how can we not?
Rolled 17>>30821064> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)Well that was hardly sporting.
Rolled 66>>30821064> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 6>>30821064> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 46>>30821064Oh it's on>Attack
Rolled 59>>30821064>> Attack (Roll 1d100 Best of three)
Rolled 67>>30821064> Defend (Roll 1d100 Best of three
Of course now the dice turn against us.
> Attack (66)You drop the pole and it let roll off the side of the boxing ring. Sumire smirks then tries for another attack. You lean back, letting her miss, then take the opportunity to give her an uppercut to the chin. She stumbles backwards, grasping for grip on the ropes.You give another jab, but she manages to block it, even trying for a counterpunch. You duck, allowing her punch to hit your forehead. She recoils a bit in pain.If there’s anything your Mom hasn’t given you crap about yet, it was your thick head.With another cross to the face and another jab to the cheek, you finish her off with a powerful hook, sending her to the ground hard.Rana yells, “Whoo! Get some!”“Thanks, Rana,” you say.Sumire groans, slapping the boxing ring. “Damn it, we’re not done yet! I can still beat you!”> “Sumire, you don’t need to beat me.”> “Fine, Sumire.” (Beat her again.)> “We’re done here, Sumire.”> Other
>>30821222> “Sumire, you don’t need to beat me.”
>>30821222> “Sumire, you don’t need to beat me.”Cmon, let's do stick fighting.
>>30821222>> “Fine, Sumire.” (Beat her again.)Well, let's humour her. We did come to train here after all.
Rolled 82>>30821222>Sumire, you don't need to beat meInb4 feels
>>30821222>> Other"Why... is that so important to you?"
>>30821222How big of a dick would we be if we decided to gloat?
> “Sumire, you don’t need to beat me.”“You don’t need to beat me, Sumire. It’s alright.”Sumire says, “It’s not alright!” She stands up and quickly pounds her fists together. “I’m not going to lose!”You tilt your head at her, confusedly. “Sumire, there’s nothing wrong with-“ you quickly dodge a punch. “Look, if you-“ You dodge another punch. “Seriously, Sumire. Please listen.”Sumire says through grinding teeth, “I am going to win!” She winds up her fist and yells as she tries to give you an immensely powerful cross to the face, only for you to catch it with your hand.…“Let go,” says Sumire.“No,” you say. “Look, like I said, there ain’t anything wrong with losing. Heck, we didn’t even settle out what we’d do if I win.”Sumire leans back on the ropes, crossing her arms and fuming. “Fine. What do you want me to do?”> “Nothing.”> “Sit down while I cook you a nice dinner.”> “An answer for why you’re so hung up on losing, maybe?”> Other
>>30821405> If I win, you have to say that I am the best Magical Girl whoever graced this Earth and will graced this Earth for years to come and if you were a guy you’d bear my children.Tempted to vote to make her say this.
>>30821405>> “An answer for why you’re so hung up on losing, maybe?”
>>30821405> “An answer for why you’re so hung up on losing, maybe?”
>>30821405>“An answer for why you’re so hung up on losing, maybe?”"Seriously, my powers are built around punching people, yours aren't."
>>30821405> Other"I wanna know why you're so driven by money" or "I wanna know why you traveled half world to get neck deep into this Nazi mess here in Europe."
>>30821405>An answer for why you're so hung up on losing, maybe?
> “An answer for why you’re so hung up on losing, maybe?”Sumire sighs. “Really, you win a bet with a Jap and THAT’S what you want out of it?”You shrug, leaning back on the ropes next to her. “Seems fair. It’s unhealthy behavior, being a sore loser. I should know, I was one when I was a kid.”“You still are,” says Sumire.“And you aren’t?”Sumire grunts. “Look. I can’t give you any psycho-mumbo jumbo business… thing about why I hate losing. I just HATE losing okay? Losing is for people who can’t make money, who can’t defend their homes, who can’t keep their parent-“ Sumire stops herself. You blink at her in surprise. Even Rana tilts her head curiously. “Look, can we stop?” asks Sumire.You say, “If it’s a sensitive topic, I won’t pry. I apologize.”“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. On the bright side, I get to travel a lot as a Merc, people really love Magical Girls working for them,” says Sumire wryly.Rana nods. “Must be exciting.”Sumire smiles at her. “Yeah, you get to see the world, meet new people. Mostly kill them, but there were quite a few views, Rookie.”You place your hands on your hips. What should you do now?> Converse with your Magical Girls casually> Continue boxing> Head back to the Zeppelin, have some dinner maybe.> Other
>>30821592> Converse with your Magical Girls casuallyAsk about staff fighting maybe?
>>30821592>> Converse with your Magical Girls casuallyBonding time!
>>30821592> OtherCan't we go looking for a bookstore for Rana? Or heck, take a shower first before heading out into the city?
>>30821647Yea bookshop.Maybe pick up something for Tiger before we head back to the Zep
>>30821592>OtherLets go somewhere else like a movie or something
>>30821693So uh... what does one buy to a POW they're trying to befriend?
>>30821764Some books probably. She must be bored in there.
>>30821764This, >>30821772, probably some kraut food as well, if we know where to get some Familiarity should help her feel as comfortable as she can be as a POW.
> OtherYou decide a quick trip to the bookstore would soothe some of Rana’s own anxieties. The girl only has a small collection of books but when you arrive in the rather humble bookshop, she’s absolutely giddy as a kid on Christmas morning.Sumire scrunches her nose. “Ew, books.”“A person who won’t read has no advantage over one who can’t,” you say. Sumire looks at you funny. You shrug and say, “My Dad always repeated that to me whenever I didn’t want to do my homework.”With that, you take a quick browse around the shelves, while Sumire simply naps in a chair near the entrance. You look to see Bomber already tucked in a corner by herself, huge stacks of books around her. It’s going to be heartbreaking telling her she can’t buy them all, but you’re sure she understands that too.You pick out a book, it’s an Adventure Log written by Mister Savage. Fun mentor, smart man. You flip through it. Hey! It even mentions you! Admittedly, it mentions Mister Savage having to rescue you from a bull V-Rex but it’s a mention nonetheless. He regards you as one of his “finest, most brightest students with a great potential to change the world.” That puts a blush on your face. Old man has a way with words, that’s for sure.Rana comes up to you, holding up a book of her own. Twenty-Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne. “You want to buy that?” Rana nods vigorously. “Alright, go ahead.”Rana squeals with joy then heads up to the counter.Still, maybe you should get something for yourself. Perhaps something for Anneliese as well. You pull out another book by Doc Savage. Another one of his Adventure Logs. It’s actually quite an interesting skim through, might be worth a purchase.> Buy the Adventure Log> Get another Book (Write-in)> Meh, Krauts burn, not read.> Other
>>30821866>> Buy the Adventure Log>> Get another Book (Write-in)Some comics. Introduce Tiger to murrika~
>>30821866>> Get another Book (Write-in)A Grimms book
>>30821866> OtherBuy Anneliese "All Quiet on the Western Front".
>>30821983Somehow I get a feeling that wouldn't be a good idea...
>>30822053Provoking her might get us some interesting reactions from her.
> Buy the Adventure Log> Get another BookYou pick up the adventure log, along with a couple of issues of Superman and the Shadow. You also pick up for Anneliese a book of Grimm fairy tales and All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque. You’re not sure how well that’ll go but that’s probably the most German thing in this obviously British bookstore.“Huh?” Sumire wakes up from you nudging her. “We finished?”You nod. “Yeah, we’re done. Want to get some dinner?”“Sure,” says Sumire. “I’m starved!”You walk out of the bookstore, meeting up with Rana. “Hey there, Rana.”Rana looks up from her newly acquired book. “Chris, Sumire. Finished?”You nod, holding up your bag of books. “Definitely.”> Go have dinner at the Zep.> Find a nice restaurant to have dinner.> Other
>>30821866>Buy the Adventure logAlso get something interesting for Tiger
>>30822115> Find a nice restaurant to have dinner.Fuck it, it's our day off.
>>30822100If we want to provoke, we can burn a copy of Mein Kampf in front of her.
>>30822115>> Go have dinner at the Zep.Cant forget tiger
>>30822115Dinner at the Zep
>>30822115> Go have dinner at the Zep.
>>30822115>> Find a nice restaurant to have dinner.We havent' had a proper dinner in a while. Time to fix that.
> Go have dinner at the Zep.You all step onto the loading elevator of the Sparrow, then rise up into the main passenger level of the Zep. “Jeanine, we’re back!” you yell. No response. “Jeanine?” you say again.Sumire narrows her eyes. “That’s funny. Jeanine would have shouted at us for taking so long by now.”You all walk up to the bridge. Nothing. You walk over to Anneliese’s room. You peak in through the window to see Jeanine tied up on the floor, bound and gagged.Sumire bursts through the door and yells, “What happen!? Where is she?”“Mmmphphmph!” says Jeanine. Real helpful. You tear Jeanine’s gag off for her to say, “Behind you!”You all turn around just in time for Anneliese to jump at you with a knife, yelling.Only for her to trip on the chair and faceplant right into the floor. After a few seconds, she curls up and holds her head, shaking, squeaking with pain. “Mein gott…”“Well,” says Sumire. “That was anti-climatic.”> “Tie her up.”> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”> “How did you even manage to do this, Anneliese?”> Other
>>30822317>> “How did you even manage to do this, Anneliese?”
>>30822317> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”The best way to make sure a prisoner doesn't escape is by making them not want to escape.Plus, just casually ignoring the murder attempt is amusing.
>>30822317> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”LET'S JUST ALL PRETEND THIS DIDN'T HAPPEN.
>>30822317>> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”>> “How did you even manage to do this, Anneliese?”
>>30822317> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”"Oh, and I got you some books while I was out, I thought you might want something to pass the time."Blissfully ignore the escape attempt.
>>30822362Sounds like a good idea.>>30822317> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”
>>30822317>> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”The tiger evidently slipped a tread.
>>30822317>You want to have dinner with us, AnnelieseEvery friendship has had one point or another where we try to kill each other, water under the bridge
>>30822317> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”
> “You want to have dinner with us, Anneliese?”You sat around the table in the dining area of the Zep. You’ve cooked up a feast of roast beef, some peas and carrots, mashed potatoes, and some slices of apples on the side. Everyone eats quietly, trying to ignore the fact that there’s a Kraut at the table. Jeanine especially is a bit cross, glaring at Anneliese from across the table.You sit next to Anneliese however, and you ask her, “You like the food?” Anneliese simply continues eating, not even acknowledging your presence. You tilt your head at that, then you remember the books. You pull out the Adventure Log, then the comics, and All Quiet on the Western Front, and offer them to her. “Here, I bought these for you, in case you get bored you know?”Anneliese tilts her head curiously, then takes the books. “Danke.” She sets them in her lap and continues eating.…> “… So how is everyone doing?”> “So, Anneliese, got any exciting stories?”> “Just so you guys know, Anneliese is to be treated as our friend.”> Other
>>30822541> “… So how is everyone doing?”
>>30822541> Other"Jeanine, what will you be doing now?"
>>30822541>So how is everyone doing
>>30822541>> “… So how is everyone doing?”
>>30822541>So, Anneliese, got any exciting stories?
> “… So how is everyone doing?”… is what you ask.Everyone shrugs and mutters something. Jeanine and Anneliese are the only ones who don’t answer, given that Jeanine is simply glaring holes at Anneliese.You say, “I think we had a nice day, visiting Mr. Joanes, had a nice boxing match or two, well Staff Boxing match maybe.”Sumire shrugs. “It’ll definitely become a thing in the future, I guarantee it. Hell, next time, you and me have to get some wooden sticks, it’ll be a real match then. I’ll kick the piss out of you.”You smirk, taking a bite out of some beef. “Fair enough, Sumire,” you say. “What about you, Rana? Have fun today?”Rana nods. “It was relaxing.”“Jeanine?”Jeanine shrugs, still glaring at Anneliese. “Oh, besides getting bound and gagged by Hitler’s little girl here, my day was excellent.”Sumire says, “You know, I don’t mean to uh… make offense at Miss Kraut, I worked with Germans in the past mind you but uh…” She leans forward over her plate at you. “Is it really a good idea to keep her cooped up in that room? Maybe we should…?”> “… let her be able to explore the Zep as she pleases?”> “… Send her to Operator #5 for questioning?”> “… Actually get to know her?”> Other
>>30822771> “… Actually get to know her?”
>>30822771>> “… let her be able to explore the Zep as she pleases?”As long as she doesn't steal the damn thing or keep trying to murder us it shouldn't be a problem.AND>> “… Actually get to know her?”We're trying to do this, but she's not the most talkative.
>>30822771> Get to know herLetting her roam free right now might be a little much
>>30822771>> “… Actually get to know her?”No letting her roam free. We can't trust her enough for that.
>>30822771>Actually get to know her.Letting her roam free is a bad idea right now but we should treat her politely and respectfully as a POW.
> “… Actually get to know her?”… is how you finished Sumire’s sentence. Sumire looks at you like you just grew a third head. You say, “Look, there’s no reason we can’t be friendly. I’m sure she’s got all interesting kinds of stories.”You all look at her expectantly. She shyly looks up from her plate, then looks back down and says, “Anneliese Schultz. Serial number sechs-sieben-neun-vier-drei-zwei-zwei-vier.”Jeanine grunts. “Funny story. I’m just busting a gut over here.”Sumire says, “Masterpiece, I’d turn that into a biography.”“Guys,” you say. “Come on.”Jeanine turns in her empty plate and excuses herself from the table. Sumire nods, standing up as well. “Yeah, I should go too. Stuffed, need a shower as well, probably stink from how much I kicked your ass at boxing.”“You didn’t-“ Oh wait. You sigh, rolling your eyes. Might as well preserve her pride. “Yeah, whatever.”Sumire says, “Coming, Rookie?”Rana looks up from her book, surprised. She looks at you, to which you nod reassuredly. Rana stands up, and away walk Sumire and Rana.Your plate’s pretty empty too, along with Anneliese’s. Might as well get these washed. You pick up the plates and start stacking them.“I tried to kill you in your sleep.”You blink, looking at Anneliese. “Pardon?” you say.Anneliese quietly says, “I broke out of my hold last night and snuck into your room. You left that dinner fork on the tray for me and I tried slitting your throat while you slept. I couldn’t do it though. So I just watched you sleep until morning came.”…> “… Okay.”> “… That’s kind of creepy.”> “Let’s just put us being enemies behind us, Anneliese. I want to be your friend.”> Other
>>30822978"What made you stop?"
>>30822978>> Other"ANd why you didn't?"
>>30822978wait how do you slit some ones throat with a fork?
>>30822978Well i guess giving her free roam of the zep isnt too much of an issue?
> Other“What made you stop?”Anneliese sighs. “My own conscience. I never would have forgiven myself for killing someone who spared my life even when I tried to kill them twice.” She looks down at the books and comics you gave her.You walk over and gently reach out to her, placing your hand on her shoulder. “I suppose that’s alright.”Anneliese picks up All Quiet on the Western Front. You look down at her, curiously. Anneliese says, “My father fought during the Great War. He died in the Trenches.”“I’m sorry,” you say.“You shouldn’t be, you had nothing to do with it,” says Anneliese. “Shame really, he died the same day the Armistice was signed.” She looks up at you. “I suppose that’s something we have in common.”> Smile at her.> “That’s why I’d like to be your friend.”> “Go get some rest.”> Other
>>30823210> “That’s why I’d like to be your friend.”
>>30823210>> Other"Let's hope there won't be a repeat of that terrible thing."
>>30823210>> Smile at her.>> “That’s why I’d like to be your friend.”
>>30823210>Smile at her
> “That’s why I’d like to be your friend.”“That’s why I’d like to be your friend, Anneliese,” you say.Anneliese blinks, then nods slowly. “I see. Alright then.”You bring the plates over to the sink and dump them in. “Go ahead and get some rest. Maybe tomorrow we’ll take you on the town with us, yeah?”Anneliese stands up, taking the books with her. “Alright.” She starts walking away out of the room, then pauses outside the door. “Um, I never properly thanked you for sparing my life I suppose.”You shrug. “Not killing me in my sleep is enough, Anneliese.”Anneliese nods again, enthusiastically. She says, “Auf Wiedersehen,” then walks out of the room.You smile, starting up the sink then start getting your hands dirty with washing the plates.
>>30823466https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YaX9dv6D5sI> IS ANNELIESE SCHULTZ FRIEND OR FOE? WHO KNOWS!?> AND JUST WHERE ARE THE LIBERTY GIRLS GOING NEXT?> AND ARE THE MAGISCH KORPS GOING TO STOP THEM?> TUNE IN WEDNESDAY FOR ANOTHER EXCITING EPISODE OF MAGICAL GIRL LIBERTY!Follow at: https://twitter.com/SavageMGLQ
AND THUS, LIBERTY'S HAREM GREW ONCE MORE.Thanks for funtimes as usual. Pretty hectic week.
>>30823554>AND THUS, LIBERTY'S HAREM GREW ONCE MORE.Actually, one thing I've liked about this quest so far is the lack of...well, that.This is the land of liberty, no /u/boats allowed.
>>30823601>Where do you think we are.jpgWhy do you think sumire was pouting that we took archer.And Anneliese staring at Chris sleeping
>>30823639God damn it, the sexual tension is killing me
>>30823639Not to mention our yandere Nazi friend.
>>30823601>land of liberty, no /u/boats allowed.Didn't actual u-boats recon the shores of New York?