>>32801428
>> Make breakfast
> Talk to Someone (Griselda)

Draft her into helping you make breakfast

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>>32801428
>Make breakfast

We feed them, they clean, we clean up breakfast.

Also pic releated

>>32801428
> Make breakfast
> "Griselda, put away the fire extinguisher. We really don't need it."

>>32801428
> Make breakfast
> "Dad, no need to keep popping into the kitchen every minute."

>>32801428
>> Make breakfast
>Ask Griselda about the bet

>>32801428
>Make breakfast with Griselda's help, talk about the bet

> Make breakfast

You decide to draft Griselda into helping you make breakfast. Much as she groans, she’s at least curious to see how you cook. Especially since you’re not setting anything on fire. It seems now the Fire Department can finally rest knowing that you’ve learned how to cook. “So, Griselda,” you say as you flip a pancake on the pan. “How about that bet? It did come out as a tie you know.”

Griselda pouts as she cook the sausages. “And I wanted to be the LGA Commander.”

“You can be!” you say. Griselda’s eyes brighten up. “Through hard work!” She becomes downcast as British weather. “Don’t give me that, Griselda. Dad never gave us anything but the roof over our heads and the food on our table, everything you have, you earned that through work.”

Griselda sighs. “I suppose. I hate work.”

“Well, sometimes,” you say. “So do I. But that’s what makes us good people.”

“How?”

“That we work when no one else will.”

Griselda smiles. “That’s real philosophical of you. Being a Student Council Pres must have really changed you.”

“Well, Lincoln did say power tests a person’s character,” you say. “I could order around lots of people but I don’t because that would make me a total assfuck.”

“Maybe you could have mailorder prostitutes!” says Griselda. “God, I’d love to be like you, beautiful, smart, nice.”

You chuckle, ruffling your hair. “You are like me.” Griselda rolls her eyes.

You receive a phonecall.

> BERNADETTE F. FAIRLESS (Senior Vice President)
> Answer
> Don’t Answer
> Other

>>32801428
>> Make breakfast

>>32801723
>Answer
Speak of the devil

>>32801723
>Answer
"MOSHI MOSHI!"

>>32801723
>> Answer

>>32801723
> Answer

Griselda, please stop trying to get your sister prostitutes. She already has Kitten, Bernadette, and the entire freshman class.

>>32801723
> Answer
Yo.

>>32801723
>Answer
"What's up?"

>>32801723
>Answer

Always answer for Bernadette

>>32801763
No such thing as too many prostitutes, my friend.

>>32801723
>Answer

>>32801723
>Other “Maybe you could have mailorder prostitutes!”

WTF is Imouto talking about.
Also, volunteer to teach her tankery when she gets to LGA.
She is coming next year?

>>32801763
HEY! Kitten isn't a prostitute!... Or is she?

>>32801922
She sometimes acts or feels like one

> Answer

“Hey, Bernadette, what’s up?”

“Just calling from my hometown in Pennsylvania. How are things on your end?”

“Oh, just great. The entire extended family is coming over to visit. Along with the Foreign Exchange students as well, and Nancy and Preston. God, I cannot tell you how much I’m looking forward to seeing Cousin Darrell and Cousin Derrell try and hit on the poor Japanese girls. They always try that shtick with the cute farmboy stuff, but they keep messing it up by how unenlightened they are.”

“How so?”

“Well, last year. They tried to pick up a pair of girls by saying they were, and I quote, ‘we likes a little miscegenation!’.” Griselda wheezes, trying not to laugh loudly. “Bless their hearts, they’re really nice though, I’m sure you’d love to meet them.”

“They sound like regular hicks.”

“Well, it’s the South. Bear with them. My Cousin Gordon’s a little nicer too. Funny story, he and I haven’t talked much since that one summer?”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, that was actually the summer we found out that we were cousins. The damndest thing! We spent a lot of time together that summer too for the Virginia state fair, then when we found out we were cousins, he’s been slightly awkward ever since.”

“I can only imagine why.”

“Yeah! Kills me thinking about it. Anyway, we’ve got close to thirty or fourty people coming.”

“Sounds like quite the family, Gertrude.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
> Write in

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>>32801922
She can be whatever you want her to be...

>>32801959
>> Boast

>>32801922
Yeah, Kitten can't be a prostitute.
She doesn't need to be paid to want to do it with Trude.

>>32801959
>Boast!

>>32801959
>Write in

God help dad, though. He's running around almost panicking. It'd be funny if it wasn't real.

>>32801959
> Boast
Want to join?

>>32801959
>Boast
"The more the merrier!"

>>32801959
>> Boast

>>32801922
Kitten is NOT a prostitute! She's a concubine.

>>32801959
> Boast
Like there's any other choice.

>>32801959
>Boast

> Boast

“Indeed! We’ve even got Kitten’s family coming too, the Smiths. They’re a bit smaller but we’re definitely on good terms with them, at least better than on Game of Thrones or whatever nerds are watching these days. It’ll be a regular hoedown or shindig or whatever!”

“You don’t watch Game of Thrones?”

“No, should I?”

“When you get the time.”

“Of course. You know, Bernadette. You’re free to come if you’d like.”

“I’d love to, but I’m already up in Penn state, and our family already has plans. By the way, we’re very appreciate of the Silver Challenger your Dad gave me. My Dad especially has been nursing a raging semi for it since it came up his driveway.”

“Glad to hear that!”

“Of course, Gertrude. Also, I don’t mean to butt in with business, but Monday, we’ll meet after school and discussing things with the other classes. Get things organized for the Winter season, we’ve got the Pep Rally, we’ve got a Fashion show and the Model UN apparently, and all other stuff too.”

“Righto. Thanks.”

“Take care of yourself, Gertrude. Can’t wait to see you again.”

“Right, bye, Bernadette!”

You hang up. You serve out breakfast on the table for everyone. Dad walks in, his apron messy and ragged. Poor guy.

[1/2]

>>32802343
[2/2]


“Gertrude!” Dad sits down. “I tell you what. I’ve already prepared the Turkey and all the other stuff for when everyone comes! And then-“ He snaps his finger. You both look out the window to see your tank parked in the driveway. “Ah. I just remembered.”

You tilt your head. “Remembered what?”

“The tank,” says Dad. “I don’t know how they’re going to react to you being in Tankery!”

“You mean they don’t know?” you say.

“Well- It’s… I don’t mean to make assumptions but they’re not quite as advanced in the South.”

“Dad, you’re sounding like a real carpetbagger,” you say. “Of course they’d know I was in Tankery.”

“Well.” Dad shrugs. “Just… please. Be modest to them? You know how competitive the Pulaskis get? Especially Cousin Ashley?”

Griselda laughs. “Pfffft. The Helicraft ‘Champion’-“

Dad scolds her. “Griselda!”

> “No promises.”
> “I’ll be so modest, they won’t even know I exist.”
> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”
> Write in

>>32802365
>“No brakes on the Pool Train!”
Time to be loud and proud!

>>32802365
>> “I’ll be so modest, they won’t even know I exist.”
Let's play nice.

>>32802365
> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”
CHOO CHOO

>>32802365
> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”

>>32802365
>“No brakes on the Pool Train!”

>>32802365
>> “No promises.”

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>>32802365
>“I will make no such promises."

>>32802365
> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”

When you write an option like that, you know it's the only option worth taking.

>>32802365
>> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”

Helicraft a shit

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Not really related, but following yesterday's thread, anyone else get the feeling that Schteel, despite his name, really like to shit on the Germans?

>>32802365
> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”

Show those secessionists what we stand for.

>>32802343
... Trude, why are you happy about hearing about Bernadette's dad's erection?

>>32802365
> “I’ll be so modest, they won’t even kno-AHAHAHA no."

>>32802488
You only realised this now? The man hates Germany and everything connected to it.

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>>32802559
I have noticed a trend for quite some time, but yesterday's thread made it pretty evident.

That, and his atrocious German in the other quests

> “No brakes on the Pool Train!”

You thrust your arms back and forth. “Choo choo! Here comes the train, Dad! Your daughter’s got a Tankery Program, a Student Council Presidency, and enough popularity to sway the Electoral College!” Griselda giggles.

Dad sighs, placing his hand into palm. “This is what I get for being a good father.”

“And I love you for that.” You lean over and kiss him on the cheek. You start digging into your breakfast. “Where’s Nancy and Preston?”

“I ran Preston over to the Smiths to get the quiche. Catherine was also better at making that than I was.” Dad swallows a bit of sausage. “As for Nancy, she’s upstairs cleaning. The two are quite the go-getters, I’m honestly considering hiring them as houseworkers or something.”

You smile. “Wouldn’t mind having a couple of Nancys to tend to me.”

> Get dressed into something nice (You got a shitload of clothes. Any recommendations?)
> Help clean
> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>32802488
IIRC he said he doesn't hate them per se, just wants to avoid glorifying.

>>32802488
But it balances out with lesbian antics. For some that is a acceptable sacrifice a bargain even

>>32802607
>> Help clean
> Talk to Someone (Nancy+Preston)

>>32802607
> Help clean

>>32802607
> Get dressed into something nice (Some nice slacks and a sweater that we won't mind getting messy during the post fooding tag football game)

> You smile. “Wouldn’t mind having a couple of Nancys to tend to me.”
Trude, I'd love to ease off of the gay jokes for you, so stop making it so easy to do. Jeez.

>>32802607
>Help clean

We'll put on our best pretty when the house is ready

>>32802607
> Help clean
> Talk to Someone (Mormen)

>>32802625
Hasn't stopped him from glorifying other things.

>>32802607
>> Consult the Shop (Specify)
Stupa series 3

Let's get this out of the way it's cheap and a decent upgrade

>>32802607
>> Get dressed into something nice (You got a shitload of clothes. Any recommendations?)
Cardigan and jeans? It's nice for Thanksgiving and casual for family.

>>32802607
>Help clean
>Talk to Nancy
"How you doing?"

>>32802607
> Help clean
god knows a clean house is hard to achieve.

>>32802488
>>32802578

Germanons, please. Irish or Britbong anons didn't complain about William Adams characterization.

Also, Magical Girl Liberty is basically pulp fiction and Indiana Jones. You know, which has Nazis has the rotating enemies of the week for obvious reasons? It ain't personal.

Don't prove the whole humorless German stereotype thing right

>>32802756
>Don't prove the whole humorless German stereotype thing right

Humor is generally funny, though.
And I wouldn't care much about a stereotypical German character, it's just that the constant jabs and snide remarks are adding up to be just annoying, and frankly, sort of insulting

>>32802756
Britbong here, I didn't complain about William Adams because it was mostly accurate

>>32802756
Eh, the Vogelfolk(?) in his other setting are total goofballs that speak bad German. I can see what the other Anons are saying.

> Help clean
> Talk to Someone (Nancy)

“Need some help, Nancy?” You poke your head into the TV room to see her vacuuming. The vacuum is about as loud as a tank engine.

Nancy nods. “Sure! Could you help tidy up the couch with the little vacuum over there?” She points to the more man-portable vacuum on an endtable. You pick it up and switch it on.

Jesus Christ, you can’t hear yourself think. WHAT?!

Nancy says something to you. “WHAT!?” you yell.

“Are you ready for the match on Sunday!?” she yells.

“WE HAVE A HATCH ON MONDAY?” YOU YELL. Fuck this, you turn the vacuum off, as does Nancy for her own. “We have a what on whatday?”

Nancy says, “We have a practice match on Sunday with Anzio. Didn’t I tell you?”

“I must have forgot,” you say. “Hopefully everyone’s ready for that, right?”

Nancy smiles. “I’m sure they are! Anzio said they’ll pick out a spot for us and email the battlemap to us in good order! Should be nearby.”

“Right,” you say. “And the day before that, I also have to sing at Navy Yard. I suppose this weekend is turning into the quite the busy one. Figures.”

“Oh, your hard work is being rewarded as we speak, Gertrude!” Nancy starts up her vacuum, as do you.

Goddamn it, now you can’t hear yourself think again.

There’s a knock at the door.

> Go get it
> Let someone else get it
> Eh, it’s probably nothing
> Write in

>>32802914
>> Go get it

Trudy is super helpful

>>32802756
>didn't complain about William Adams characterization.
Why would we? The William Adams girls were great!

>>32802914
> Go get it

Sunday huh

I guess we have to wait two weeks for that one

>>32802914
>Go get it

Anything to get away from hearing damage.

>>32802914
> Go get it

>>32802932

But so were the French and half-Japanese girls!

>>32802914
> Let someone else get it
Little sis isn't doing anything at the moment anyway.

>>32802914
>Go get it

>>32802756
It's not that we don't understand humour. You are just not funny.

>>32802803
>constant jabs and snide remarks
What? I don't see it.

>>32803012
With that in mind, just go re-read yesterdays thread

We DID cancel the practice match today and tell everyone, right?

>>32803077

It's Thanksgiving so I think that goes without saying.

Are you talking about the Anzio practice match? That's on Sunday

>>32802914
> Go get it

> Go get it

Fuck this noise. Bye Nancy.

You walk over to the door, yawning a little. You open up it to reveal Kitten and Preston. Preston is carrying a huge tray of what looks to be quiche. “Hey, Trudy.”

You smile. “Kitten! Good to see you. Preston, I see you’ve got the quiche.”

“I’m drowning in it!” Preston laughs as he walks in. “Mister Pool! I’ve got your quiche!”

“Splendid!” yells Dad from the Kitchen. “Quickly, get it in the kitchen, and we can get started on the rest of the dishes!” Preston smiles at you, nodding, then walks to the Kitchen.

Kitten says, “That Preston, he’s a cool guy.”

You shrug. “He’s pretty much if Nancy were born a guy.”

“I’m pretty much what if I was what!?” yells Nancy from the TV room. And still, the sound of vacuums.

“Nothing, Nancy!” you yell.

Kitten says, “We’ve got time today before dinner. You want to go see a movie or something?” She says, “I hear Crimson Skies the Movie opened a few days ago!” She smirks. “Nathan Fillion as Nathan Zachary! Liam Neeson as Paladin Blake!”

> Can’t, busy.
> Sure, let’s go.
> Write in

>>32802914
>Go get it

>>32803027
There was nothing there that I'd describe as snide or mean-spirited.

>>32803100
Thought I remembered a practice session set on thanksgiving. Guess not.

Rolled 8

>>32803077

Yes, yes we did.

>>32803176
> Sure, let's go.

SHIT YES. Let's kidnap Nancy and go!

>>32803176
>I dunno, tomorrow maybe? It's gonna be awesome, but we're pretty busy right today.

>>32803176
>> Can’t, busy.
Helping with the family

>>32803176
>> Can’t, busy.
Can't stop, must helpful.

>>32803176
> Sure, let’s go.
But let's ask if we're still needed around the house first.

>>32803176
>> Can’t, busy.
We promised dad we help out and leaving nancy and preston and little sis is a dick move

>>32803176
>Sure, let’s go.
Grab Nancy, get Griselda to run interference and let's get moving!

>>32803176
> Sure, let’s go.

Date with Kitten

>>32803176
>> Can’t, busy.

>>32803027

Yeah, not really seeing anything particularly mean-spirited in there.

Rolled 17

>>32803176
>> Can’t, busy.

Unless much of the stuff around the house is done

>>32803176
>Sure, let’s go.
See if any other tasks need doing, leave if there aren't. We're not gonna run out on them if we're needed, though.

>>32803176
>Can’t, busy.
We said we helped.
Also boasting doesn't sound as good if you neglect everything else, got to get maximum boast later on.

>>32803176
>> Can’t, busy.

>>32803176
> Can’t, busy.
> Write in (Next day for sure though!)

>>32803176
>Can’t, busy.

Trude has duties.

>>32803176
> Can’t, busy.
> Write in
Gang press Kitty and Preston into helping.

> Can’t, busy.

Liam neesons is your shit goddamn it. “I’d love to, Kitten. But I’m kind of busy helping around the house. Gotta get everything squared away for the families to drop by, you know?”

Kitten frowns. “B-But… Crimson Skies.”

“Maybe when I’m done, or maybe tomorrow-“

Kitten blinks. “If you’re done, you’ll go?”

You narrow your eyes. “… maybe.”

Kitten rolls up her sleeves, pushing past you. “Out of my way, bitch.” She walks into the room where Nancy is vacuuming. She taps Nancy on the shoulder, getting her attention. “Nancy! I’m taking over!”

Nancy smiles. “Okay!” She hands the vacuum off to Kitten. Kitten starts vacuuming the room at record speeds. Nancy smiles as she stands next to you. “She’s quite dedicated.”

You shrug. “She’ll tire herself out before lunch. I don’t know if we’ll get to the movie today.”

> Get dressed into something nice (You got a shitload of clothes. Any recommendations?)
> Help clean
> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>32803405
>> Help clean

>>32803405
>> Help clean

>>32803405
>> Consult the Shop (Stupa Third Series)
\>2000

Cheap and a good upgrade

>>32803405
>> Help clean

>>32803405
>Consult the Shop
Stupa
>Help Clean

Rolled 17

>>32803405
>> Help clean

>>32803405
> Help clean
Finish the job! Get Preston to help too.

>>32803405
>Help clean

>>32803405
>Help clean

>>32803405
> Help clean.
> Get camera ready to take pictures of tired napping Kitten

>>32803405

Support for this here >>32803454

>>32803405
>> Help clean
>> Consult the Shop (Strumpanzer IV Series Three)

> Help clean
> Consult the Shop (Specify)

You wipe down one of the many windows of the house along with Nancy. Preston also joins in relatively quickly once everything is squared away in the kitchen. Kitten meanwhile is a goddamned cleaning machine. One minute, she’s vacuuming, another minute she’s mopping or sweeping, and another minute she’s even polishing the rails of the staircase. You can’t fault her for all that, really. You’d want to watch a movie with yourself too.

Nancy says, “So, Gertrude. I assume your family is nice?”

“It’s a big family of diverse people,” you say. “I tell you what, Nancy. Darrell and Derrell are going to be the nicest hicks you’ll ever meet.”

“Really?” asks Nancy. “Are they twins?”

“No, Uncle Daryl is just not that creative.”

You decide to make a quick call to Mr. Mishka.

“Hello, Gertrude. I assume you’re having a nice Thanksgiving? What can I do for you?”

> WANTED FOR PURCHASE
>> CONVERSION: STURMPANZER IV SERIES THREE: 2,000 Dollars

> CONFIRM?
> Y/N
> Other

>>32803693
>Y

>You can’t fault her for all that, really. You’d want to watch a movie with yourself too.

Trudy, please.

>>32803693
>Y
Sure, why not.

>>32803693
>Y

Should we get the German gun ordinance as well?

We kind of need the improved gun on the Stug, and will help cheapen it. and we can sell the rest for profit

>>32803693
>Y

>>32803693
>Y

Trude's ego seems to be on the rise.

>>32803693
> Y

>>32803716
That proves that Trude is catnip to lesbians: even Trude wants to date Trude.

>>32803693
>Y

>>32803693
>Y
That's a surprise. I figured Mr. Mishka would take Thanksgiving off as well.

Rolled 15

>>32803727

Still low priority.

Current high priority is to upgrade as many tanks to elite as possible before going up against Koingsberg. We have at least 2 more that can be upgraded and with any luck, after anzio, we'll have 2 more.

>>32803785
Why? It's Tanksgiving, after all.

>>32803803
but what I'm saying is we can get the 7.5cm gun for the Stug III cheapen the conversion cost and sell the rest of the guns to be used as more fundings to covert the other tanks to be elite.

We were thinking on using it on the British gun package but we don't have anymore tanks that need the 6 pounder or the 17 pounder.

At least with the German package we can keep one gun to install on the Stug if we can

>>32803785
>>32803829
Some people work through Thanksgiving.

Rolled 20

>>32803853

And I'm thinking we'll get more mileage out of the QF bundle since we can sell all of them. Only 4 guns compared to the QF's 5 and we know we can get at least 22k already from selling 4 of the guns. Sell the 17 pounder along with that and we might break 30k.

> Y

“Alright. Once we’re through with Thanksgiving, I’ll get to it as soon as I can.”

“How is Thanksgiving, Mr. Mishka?”

“Splendid! I get to see the family again, even Huxley is interacting with his own kin for once. It’s a good day! Happy Thanksgiving, Gertrude!”

“You too.”


Lunch time has come. You sniff the air, and smell only cleanliness and a bit of orange air freshener. Took some time, but you can safely say that this house is ready for the extended Pool family. You look over to see Kitten, fast asleep on the couch, her face dirty and mucked from all that work.

Nancy quietly leaves the room, giggling at how cute Kitten is.

You sit down next to Kitten. Poor girl tired herself out wanting to spend a little time with you.

> Wake her up
> Let her sleep
> Write in

>>32803909
Or we will end up with 30K since it rounds up to that and what we pair for.

I think the German one since we can at least use one gun to decrease the amount for one of our tanks and make it more reasonable.

>>32803935
> Let her sleep

>>32803935
>> Let her sleep

>>32803935
> Let her sleep
Maybe all she'll need to recuperate is a catnap.

>>32803935
> Nap with her.

>>32803829
Oh you.
>>32803935
> Write in
Take pics of the sleeping Kitten.

>>32803935
>> Let her sleep

Rolled 3

>>32803949

The 7.5mm KwK 40 L/43 is being sold in the shop for 5.5k. I can't see selling it getting back more than that. With that, its likely that selling the 37 L/24 will earn even less than 5k on selling.

I will not expect the final large gun to go beyond 10k at the very most.

Comparing ~30k to ~20k + a discount for an upgrade that is not critical, the 30k will give us more flexibility in upgrading our tanks and give us more mileage.

>>32803935
>Write in
Check with dad about seening a movie:
if yes then Wake up Kitten
if no then Let her sleep

>>32803935
> Let her sleep
Maybe let her use our shoulder/lap as a pillow.

>>32803935
>Write in (Wake up Suplex)

>>32804064
I can see your point but it also depends on how much of a discount we're getting as well.

since the F/8, is a upgunned Stug III Ausf F, with increased front and rear armor, which should also take account we also gave it applique armor, it should decrease by a considerable ammount

> Let her sleep

You gently ruffle her hair as she sleeps. Might as well let sleeping cats lie for now. You stand up and walk out of the room, to the sound of Dad explaining the Pool family history to Nancy and Preston.

“… and so, the Pulaski brothers came from Poland in the 1830s. However, one wanted to maintain his polish roots and the other wanted to Americanize as soon he could. So, once they got off the boat, Grezegorz Pulaski became Gregory Pool, and Gustaw Pulaski became… Gustaw Pulaski. And the two really separated from there, unfortunately. Gregory started a business as a shoemaker in New York, and Gustaw became a woodcutter in the south.”

“And they’ve been separated for almost two hundred years?”

“Basically, yes,” says Dad. He, Nancy, and Preston are in the kitchen, readying plates and the like for dinner. Lunch is light, to make room for all the turkey that’ll be in your stomach later. “The two families didn’t meet until the State fair the year Gertrude left for LGA. This oughta be the second time we had them together.”

“What was the first time like?” asks Preston.

> “Chaotic.”
> “Fun!”
> Let Dad tell the story
> Write in

Rolled 17

>>32804294
>> Let Dad tell the story

>>32804294
> “Chaotic.”
> “Fun!”

>>32804294
>Let Dad tell the story

Speak, O mighty patriarch!

>>32804294
>> “Chaotic.”
>> “Fun!”

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>>32804294
So this whole time, we have been playing a Slav?

>>32804294
>> “Chaotic.”
>> “Fun!”
>> Let Dad tell the story

Why not all three

>>32804369
We can join the Polish team

>>32804294
> Let Dad tell the story

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>>32804394
Great joke.

>>32804294
>> “Chaotic.”
>> “Fun!”
>> Let Dad tell the story

>>32804416
Well it will improve their fighting ability instead of charging like mad men.

you think considering they have a speedy tank they will play more to its strengths rather then just charging head on

> “Chaotic.”
> “Fun!”
> Let Dad tell the story

You smile as you lean on the counter. “Oh, it was fun and chaotic. It was a regular Pool family gathering!”

Dad laughs a bit. “Ha! Sure, sure. Tell you what though, Nancy. The Pool family has always dabbled a bit with the other races. Technically speaking, Gertrude is about a fourth Polish, a fourth Irish, a fourth Chinese, and a fourth German.”

“Really?” says Nancy. “Do you know any Chinese, Gertrude?”

You shake your head. “Miss Lijuan Pool unfortunately didn’t teach me anything, on account of being my great great grandmother.”

“Indeed, we’re a veritable melting pot, this family,” says Dad. “And tell you what, the Thanksgiving last year was quite the treat despite the chaos. Lessons were learned, friends were had, all that stuff. Cousin Ashley Pulaski herself is captain of a Helicraft Team down in South Carolina. Cousin Darrell and Derrell and Uncle Daryl Paddock run a farm in North Carolina as well so I got to learn the finer things of the farming life.”

“How is it?” asks Preston.

“Oh, it’s boring as hell,” says Dad.

There’s a knock at the door. “Ah, speak of the devil. That could actually be any one of our family members. Can’t remember which.”

> Answer it
> Let Someone Else answer
> Write in

>>32804603
>> Answer it
We have nothing better to do

hope its the Japanese team

>>32804603
> Answer it

I see no reason why not.

>>32804603
> Answer it

Got my fingers crossed that Ramirez will arrive at Trudy's front door with Fluffy in tow, just as the exchange students arrive simultaneously.

>>32804603
> Answer it.
Wait. So Dadpool is either half Chinese or quarter Chinese, with Deadmon being quarter Chinese?

>>32804603
>> Answer it

>>32804603
>Gertrude is about a fourth Polish, a fourth Irish, a fourth Chinese, and a fourth German.
My god, how culturaly diverse of you, Trude.

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>>32804751
>culturaly diverse

>>32804712
I'm assuming Mompool was half Chinese, half Irish leaving Dadpool Half Polish, half German

>>32804782
>Half Polish, half German

THE GREATEST INDIGNITY OF ALL

>>32804603
On a side note, do we know what papapool's first name is? It might well have already been revealed and I just can't remember or missed it.

It probably starts with a G.

>>32804855
Garnett. It's in the crew pastebin.

>>32804855
Garnett. As a general rule of thumb, directly connected family members have a name that starts with a hard G.

> Answer it

You open up the door, to reveal the Japanese students. “Hello!” they all say. They’re dressed out in their finest Tankery dress uniforms.

You smile at them. “Nezumi, Assam, Alisa, Izumi. Welcome.” You point to their dresses. “What’s with the get up?”

“These were the most formal outfits we had,” says Nezumi. “After all, Labor Day is one of our most significant holidays! We dare not disgrace it by acting casual about it.”

“… Labor day?” you say.

Alisa says, “The technical term is Labor Thanksgiving Day.”

“Do you not commemorate the labor of others here in America?” asks Izumi.

“We do!” You nod. “On other Holidays. Here, Thanksgiving is just to commemorate an event that happened way in the past involving pilgrims and Native Americans. That sort of stuff.”

“Ooooooh…” They all stare at you, in awe.

“Guys, just come in,” you say. They walk in. “Make yourselves at home. The family should arrive soon.”

“Excellent!” Izumi brings up a bag of oh my god is that thing moving what the fuck is that. “I brought my rice!”

That’s rice. Why the fuck is the bag greasy. Is that a fucking eye? WHAT THE-

“Do you like it?” Izumi smiles at you, holding it out to you oh god don’t look disgusted please “I made it myself!”

> “Clearly.”
> “It’s lovely!”
> “We can’t serve this.”
> Write in

>>32804782
But she mentioned "Lijuan Pool" as being her great great grand mother, so unless Deadmom's maiden name happened to be "Pool" then that has to be Dadpool's ancestor.

Unless Dadpool married his sister. Dun dun dunnnnn!

>>32804855
Dadpool. Duh.

>>32804895
> "Icecube, I'm hoping that's part of Assam's terrible, terrible joke."

>>32804895
>> “Clearly.”
>What's in it?

>>32804895
>...

She's fucking we us, she has to be. Look to the other girls to make sure?

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>>32804782
>Mompool
>Mom is dead
>Deadpool

>>32804987
Does this mean we have reality-breaking powers?

>>32805019
That explains the plot armor.

>>32805019
Well one of our abilities is literally called 'Divine Intervention'

>>32804895
Find some answers from the rest of the girls by giving them The Look.

> “Clearly.”
> “We can’t serve this.”
> Write in ("We prefer our food to be... you know... no longer alive and wriggling?")

>>32804895
>> “Clearly.”
>What's it made of?

>>32804909
Well then Dadpool's Chinese Polish leaving Mompool as a German Irish

>>32804895
>"It's Lovely"
>"We can't serve this"
>Write In ("I-is it dead?")

>>32804895
>“It’s lovely!”
"But... what the fuck is it?"

> “Clearly.”
> Write in

“Um. Clearly. What is it?”

“Rice, with some eels thrown in. I wanted to learn how to make eels properly so I referred to Assam-kun’s colleague, Darjeeling-san.”

You nod. “Really.” You look over at Assam, who is desperately trying not to laugh. This is your doing huh. “Well, thanks, Izumi. I really appreciate it.” You take the bag and holy shit it just tried to bite you okay.

Izumi grins. “Your welcome!” She skips happily over to the TV Room.

Nezumi says, “Real funny joke, Assam.”

Assam silently giggles. “… I didn’t think she would actually do it.”

Alisa says, “I told you we should have just brought cookies.” She crosses her arms. “Figures!”

Nezumi holds up a bag. “Well, I brought bratwurst. Assam brought Gunpowder Tea, and Alisa brought her own cookies.” You take the bag. “As a show of respect for you, Pool-san.”

You nod. “Thank you. Much appreciated.”

> Get dressed into something nice (You got a shitload of clothes. Any recommendations?)
> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>32805148
>Get dressed into something nice (Tankery uniform)
Gotta show some team spirit. Bring Kitten along.

>>32805148
>Get dressed into something nice
Tankery uniform?

>>32805148
> Get dressed into something nice (You got a shitload of clothes. Any recommendations?)
Now that cleaning is pretty much done and people are starting to show up.I'll leave recommendations to the others.

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>>32805148
> Get dressed into something nice
Girls, please don't bully Icecube

>>32805148
>> Get dressed into something nice (Tankery Uniform)
>> Talk to Someone (Purple Hearts)
Ask how will they get along? Also Anzio

>>32805148
>Well, I brought bratwurst

Is this the set-up for an other cruel joke?

>>32805148
> Talk to Someone (Assam)
Big difference between a joke and a prank.
Your cool points just got docked.

> Get dressed into something nice (Casual Fancy)

>>32805148
> Get dressed into something nice (Tankery uniform)
> Make sure no one disturbs the Kitten.

>>32805148
>Other
Make Assam prepare Rice and Eels properly.

Then put on something nice. I have no idea what nice is, as I am not little girls.

>>32805148
>> Talk to Someone (Japanese Team)
Anzio and Loyalty quest

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Also, pic related

> Get dressed into something nice (You got a shitload of clothes. Any recommendations?)
> Talk to Someone (Specify)

You dust off the Tankery Uniform. The Japanese girls minus Izumi and Nezumi all look at you as you step down the stairs. “You are wearing that?” says Assam.

“Well, I’ve got plenty to wear,” says you. “But I figure, if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Where’s Izumi and Nezumi?”

Assam says, “Izumi-san-san is exploring your house under the direction of your little sister, Griselda. Nezumi-san well…”

You look into the kitchen to see Nezumi helping Preston, Nancy, and Dad cook the food. Assam says, “She doesn’t like to admit it, but she’s actually very good at cooking. Not quite the same with Senshadou.”

You sigh. “Of course. You figure you guys might try and help each other more?”

“How so?” asks Alisa.

“Well, Alisa,” you say. “I hear great things about you being a Commander if you’d just drop the habit of cheating. Maybe you can teach Nezumi a few things. And Assam-… actually you’re pretty much okay, Assam.”

Assam smiles. “Reminds me of a joke! In heaven, all the lovers are Italian, all the cooks are French, all the mechanics are German, all the police are British, and all the administrators are Swiss!”

You nod. “Yeah, I know the punchline.” There’s a knock at the door. You leave Assam and Alisa to go over and answer it. Wonder who it could be?

You open the door to reveal a huge gaggle of very big men. Ah, the Paddocks. Darrell and Derrell are at the forefront. “Gerty!” they both yell.

You smile. “Darrell! Derrell! Uncle Daryl! Come in! All of you!”

Darrell and Derrell walk in, as home as bedbugs in a tenement building. “Gerty! It’s been ages!” says Darrell. “How have you been?!”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
> Write in

>>32805568
> Boast
Pool brakes disengaged, right?

>>32805631
What brakes?

>>32805568
>actually you’re pretty much okay, Assam.”
except for this latest joke on Izumi. Not cool.

>>32805568
>> Boast

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>>32805568
>Boast
Just kicking international ass with tonks and becoming King of the Boat

>>32805568
>Boast

>>32805568
> Boast

>>32805568
> Boast

>>32805657
Assam is now a tiny tiny bit of a shit. Just a tiny bit. And if the police are all British, why are all of ours Irish lesbians? Does that mean we're in superheaven?

>>32805568
>Boast
Doing great.

Also, I find off that Gertrude (or at least her father) sounds like she's swimming in cash, but she never acted the part.

>>32805739
While it was slightly mean to let her take cooking advice from Darjeeling, its not quite a shit territory.

>>32805745
She is stealth ojou.

>>32805657
>>32805739
>Assam is now a tiny tiny bit of a shit.
Not her fault Icecube doesn't have enough common sense to know to make sure the meal is completely dead.

> Boast

“Oh, driving tanks, wrecking scrubs and being a fucking BADASS!”

“THAT’S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR!” yells Darrell. He lifts you up and tosses you up. You laugh as you fly for a few seconds. He always did like to do that. “That’s my favorite cousin!”

Derrell laughs. “Say, where’s our favorite little Kittycat?”

Kitten pokes her head into the hall. “What’s going on-“ She gasps. “Darrell, DERRELL!” She runs over, arms wide, grinning. “OH MY GOD! YOU GUYS!”

“KITTEN!” they both say. Derrell picks her up and spins around. She laughs like a newborn. “Oh, you’re still cute and tiny I could just die!” He puts her down.

“Oh stop, Derrell!” says Kitten. “I’m mature! I grew one centimeter last year in fact!”

The both of them look at her, surprised. “Well butter my biscuit, we didn’t realize,” says Darrell.

“How’s the Cotton farm going you two?” you ask. The rest of the Paddock family make themselves at home, being greeted by Dad, Preston, and Nancy.

“Oh, it’s business as usual,” says Derrell. “Pick some white here, pick some white there. It’s tedious but we get the quality stuff that you can only find south of the Mason-Dixon.” He wags his finger. “Can’t find it nowhere else.”

“Yes sir, nowhere else,” says Darrell. They both turn their eyes to Assam and Nezumi. Nezumi is busy scolding Assam over the eels and rice in the bag. “Well, goodness me, who are those two?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
> Write in

>>32805812
The entire boat is stealth ojous.

>>32805848
>> Boast

>>32805848
>Boast
The toughest, hardiest and most beautiful tankers from the other side of the planet.

>>32805848
>> Boast

>>32805848
> Boast

>>32805848
> Polite
"Way out of your league, guys."

Judging from the shared gene Pool though, they'll take this up as a challenge.

>>32805812

Well, financial troubles aside, LGA is still an expensive private school, >>32805856 is probably true for a lot of the students. Freddy was just more so, and more spoiled.

>>32805970
Freddy was pretty much the 1%, what with her family being one of the bigger private financiers of the ship if I remember correctly. Everyone else seems to be, at minimum, upper middle class, except for the ones that are there on scholarship or have family that live and work there (Ramirez's boyfriend, for example; a beauty shop shouldn't rack up THAT much money).

>Polite
Tankery exchange students. They operate 30 ton death machines with grace and poise.
And they will give you and HVAP migrane if you trifle with them.

Then introductions.

>>32805812
>>32805856
Forgive me Anon, but what is "ojou"?

>>32806025
>a beauty shop shouldn't rack up THAT much money
In a boat apparently full of rich girls? He hit the jackpot several times over.

>>32806025
Population density is probably quite high, and they have a captive clientele. There's probably some oddities regarding lease rates to encourage businesses to open up. Could be viable, but not rolling in cash.

> Boast

“The one on the left is Wakuza Nezumi, from Black Forest Peak, former commander of the fuckhuge Maus tank. The one on the right is the Ace Gunner from Saint Gloriana, Assam. They’re good girls, both of them, and some of the most experienced tankers we have on LGA!”

Darrell pops up his collar. “I’m going for it. Wish me luck, Derrell.”

“They’re Japanese,” says Derrell. “What, you going to miscegenate with them, you don’t even know the difference between Japan and Thailand.”

“No one does!” says Darrell. “’Sides! I took French. Chicks dig FRENCH.”

You shrug, smiling. “He’s got a point.”

Darrell sidles over to them. The two girls look at him, confused. “Well, Bawnjoor, madamweasel!”

Assam smiles at him. “Bonjour, monsieur! Je m’appelle Assam!” She gestures over to Nezumi. “Elle s’appelle Wakuza Nezumi. Parlez-vous Francois?”

Darrell stares at them for a few seconds, smirking. “Wee.”

“Excellent!” says Assam. “Nous avons discute les anguilles et le riz. Comment tu t’appelle?”

Darrell nods. “Mhm. Wee.”

Nezumi and Assam glance at each other.

“Derrell,” you say. “He took French in High School?”

Derrell shrugs. “Yeah. Don’t mean he passed.” He smiles, patting your shoulder. “But hey, Gerty. Me and him been following your Tankery stuff. We oughta say that you’re doing the Lord’s work. Keep it up, and good luck in the rest alright?”

You nod. “Will do.”

> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>32806101
>ojou
A japanese term loosely used to define a rich girl, or a princess.

>>32806142
>> Talk to Someone (Assam)

What the hell did Assam say?

I thought she was a birtish japanese girl not french?

>>32806208
A proper Englishwoman knows the language of her enemies.

>>32806142
> Talk to Icecube (Yeah, um, I think they were having a go at you with that rice and eel stuff. Want to check out how my dad cooks? Also, unrelated, but what do you think of hats?)

>>32806208
"Hello, sir! My name is Assam. Her name is Wakuza Nezumi. Do you speak French?"

"Excellent. We were just discussing the eels and rice. What's your name?"

>>32806142
>> Talk to Someone (Purple Heart)
Ask what did Assam say and find a bit about Anzio I guess since we have a practice match on Sunday

>>32806142
>Talk to Someone (Assam)
"He doesn't know a single word what you are saying, Assam"

>>32806208
>What the hell did Assam say?
>Bonjour, monsieur! Je m’appelle Assam!"
"Good morning, mister! My name is Assam!"
>“Elle s’appelle Wakuza Nezumi. Parlez-vous Francois?”
"Her name is Wakuza Nezumi. Do you speak French?"
>"Nous avons discute les anguilles et le riz. Comment tu t’appelle?"
We were discussing eels and rice. Would you like to join?"

If that's what she's saying I'll be surprised. I don't know French.

>>32806142
> Talk to Someone (Darrell)
>> "Know when to fold 'em, cuz."
More as a parting shot really.

> Other (Go find Izumi and Griselda)

>>32806142
>Call Someone (Darjeeling)
What did you tell Izumi about eels?
Why would you do that?

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>>32806325
Don't explain the joke and all that, but Darjeeling actually thinks this is a legitimate dish.

>>32806142

>Bully Darrell >>32806316
then
>>32806293

> Talk to Someone (Assam)

You walk over. “Bonsoir, Assam. Mon cousin ne parle pas francais.”

“Oh!” Assam smiles. “Je me mefiais!” She nods to Darrell.

Darrell looks at you. “Ah, come on, Gerty.”

“Give it up, Darrell. They know,” you say.

“I do not,” says Nezumi. “What are you all saying?”

Darrell sighs. “Alright, I can see I lost here. But hey, any of you speak English?” They both nod. “The hell? Damn. Fine, looks like I overstepped my bounds.” He shrugs and walks away.

You say, “Say, Assam. You think you might want to tell Izumi about the eels thing?”

“Of course!” says Assam. “I’ve tried! Earnestly! The problem is that Izumi sincerely believes that Darjeeling-sama is actually good cook. She cooks about as well as popcorn in ice.”

You sigh. “Well, Nezumi, the both of you. Because I don’t want that thing eating my family.” They both nod and walk over to the Kitchen.

You assess the situation. Izumi and Kitten are regaling Griselda about their adventures in Tankery. Nezumi and Assam are in the Kitchen. Dad’s mingling with the family. All’s right in the world.

> Go to Nezumi and Assam
> Go to Izumi, Kitten, and Griselda
> Go to Dad and company
> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>32806472
Jellied eel is a legitimate dish!
Darjeeling just can't cook.

>>32806497
>“The hell? Damn. Fine, looks like I overstepped my bounds.” He shrugs and walks away.
Giving up already

>>32806497
> Go to Dad and company
Gotta see the folks: we can get into lesbian shenanigans with Kitten tonight.

Rolled 10

>>32806472

Jellied eels is actually a dish though.

>>32806497
>> Go to Nezumi and Assam
Help them cook, build team coordination between commander and loader

And we need to dispose of the rice thing

>>32806497
>> Go to Nezumi and Assam

>>32806497
>Alisa getting sidelined.
Maybe she'll find herself in the company of the Naval Merch crew at some point.

> Go to Izumi, Kitten, and Griselda

>>32806497
>Talk to Someone (Alisa)

She seems left out. This Shall Not Stand!

>>32806497
>Go to Izumi, Kitten, and Griselda

>>32806608
>Alisa
Oh yeah, she's here too. Where is she anyway?

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>>32806670
Handling the turkey stuffing maybe?

>>32806497
>> Go to Nezumi and Assam
>Drag Alisa

Build team coordination by cooking

>>32805745

I think Pool's father works in the federal government (Department of State).

If so, he's on federal government pay scale, which caps out at $157k for the NoVa area.

He should probably be at the cap since Pool's father is supposed to be an old dad.

$157k to support a family of three is fairly comfortable but not rich, especially if he's saving up for the Pool daughters' college tuition.

>>32806532
Making you wonder about British Cuisine.

Jellied Ell? Blood Pudding? I can dig Ell but jellied Ell sounds weird.

>>32806719
>Stuffing
>Not a separate dressing
Disgusting.

>>32806497
>Talk to Someone (Alisa)
See if she wants to join the cooking debacle that's about to occur

> Go to Nezumi and Assam

You walk into the kitchen. “Nezumi, Assam, what are you-“

Assam and Alisa hold Nezumi as she lies back. Foam is coming out of Nezumi’s mouth as she writhes and twitches.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” you yell. “What-“

Alisa says, “We tried to get rid of the Eel rice! Nezumi insisted on eating it so it wasn’t wasted!”

Nezumi spits some foam out, coughing. “A-… a… a good commander… sacrifices herself for her crew.” She gives out a gurgle as she twitches a bit more.

Assam says, “Well, Nezumi. You know what they say. Some things in life are bad! They can always make you mad-“

“THAT’S NOT THE TIME FOR THIS!” yells Alisa.

You look over to the bag. Good Christ it’s empty.

Nezumi ate the entire thing.

Kid has stones.

“Is she going to be okay?” you ask.

Assam smiles. “She just needs a visit to the bathroom. I will help her there!” She lifts Nezumi up and starts dragging her out discretely. Leaving you with Alisa.

> “That’s good Commanding there.”
> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”
> “Well, bye.”
> Write in

>>32806881
>> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”
>Salute the poor soul

>>32806881
>> “That’s good Commanding there.”
>> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”

>>32806881
>> “That’s good Commanding there.”
>> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”
>Salute

One tank commander to another, Pretty sure Trude did stuff for the team

>>32806881
>> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”

>>32806736
I believe he also used to be private sector, so he's probably sitting on a hell of a nest egg and probably invests heavily.

>>32806881
>“So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”

>>32806881
>“So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”

So we can conclude from the preceeding incedent that dedication and enthusiasm are no substitute for good judgement.

Trude should take this lesson to heart when Kitten and Bernadette are around.

>>32806881
>> “That’s good Commanding there.”
>> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”
>Salute

>>32806963

Federal government pension isn't probably too bad either so it's a nice situation to be in.

>>32807060
That is a strange way of looking at it anon

>>32807108
So, the answer is... we don't eat the lunches Kitten and Bernadette bring at the same time, we instead eat them both?

>>32807155
Don't you mean share?

>>32807155

Gertude Pool, Sophomore Class President, new commander of Lafayette Girl Academy's revived Tankery Team, and Competitive Eater

>>32807177
exactly my point.

occasionally (eg:once per thread) Gertrude does something based on how awesome it is, rather than how good an idea it is.

> “That’s good Commanding there.”
> “So, what’s up with you, Alisa?”

You and Alisa salute Nezumi as she is dragged out of the kitchen. “A lesson for us all. A good Commander puts her crew above herself.” You smile. “So, Alisa. What’s up with you? I noticed you don’t actually talk much.”

Alisa shrugs. “Oh, stuff. It’s weird. You know, attending classes on LGA and finding out a lot from Nancy and your family! America is… it’s strange! It’s loud and bombastic, childish and immature, charming and all other kinds of stuff!”

You nod. “Really?”

“Yeah!” says Alisa. “It’s exactly what Kay tells me of America! And I love it! I wish I could stay here!”

Derrell and Darrell slide in, smiling. “That could be arranged!” they both say.

“Get out of here!” you jokingly say. They both laugh as they leave you. “Anyway, Alisa. Take this to heart. That’s what a good Commander does. Honor is Senshadou after all. Or whatever.”

“I suppose,” says Alisa.

The door opens. You both peek out to see more guests.

“Gordon! Ashley! Ashley, I see you’ve arrived in your Helicraft Uniform!” says Dad. She shakes both their hands. “Looks cute on you!”

Ashley smiles smugly. “You think so? I just needed something nice to wear and this just happened to be in the closet!”

> Greet the Pulaskis
> Go to Izumi, Kitten, and Griselda
> Go to Dad and company
> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>32807236
>> Greet the Pulaskis

Time for Rival Battle

>>32807236
> Go to Izumi, Kitten, and Griselda
More like fetch Griselda so that she can
> Greet the Pulaskis

>>32807236
>> Greet the Pulaskis

>>32807236
>Greet the Pulaskis
And have Alisa go with Izumi, Kitten and Griselda.

>>32807236
>Greet the Pulaskis
a new fredendall-type waifu appears

>>32807236
>> Greet the Pulaskis

Helicraft a shit

>>32807295

Dude, she's our cousin

>>32807295

She's Trudy's cousin, anon. The Pools might be proud Southerners, but they are not hicks.

>>32807236
> Greet the Pulaskis
I'm still waiting for Ramirez to just pop in with Yukari in tow.

>>32807236
> Greet the Pulaskis

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>>32807236
>Greet the Pulaskis

Comence epic battle.

>>32807332

Ramirez and Yukari probably went to New York for Thanksgiving

>>32807329
There's such things as kissing cousins, mate. That's how they do in the South.

>>32807259
Our rival is a cheerleader, though.

>>32807396
I thought our rivals was the driver and loader of the ace team

>>32807396
>>32807412

We can have more than one rival, anons.

We must defend the honor of Senshadou from all comers after all

>>32807330
Ah, they're just cousins, cousins are fine.

>>32807329
>Dude, she's our cousin
so what you're saying is she's best girl

>>32807445
>>32807451
So it's fine to hook up with our male cousin then?

>>32807470
only if he's a trap, otherwise he obviously can't be best girl

>>32807470
Being cousins is not the reason to avoid that.

>>32807445

It's happening

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cousin_marriage_law_in_the_United_States_by_state

>>32807470

Too French for my taste

>>32807470
>>32807451

Don't start

>>32807329
Yes, and...?.jpg

>>32807505
So the reason because he's a guy?

> Greet the Pulaskis

“Gordon!” You hug Gordon. “It’s nice to see you again!”

Gordon laughs nervously. “Y-Yeah… it’s nice to see you again too, Gertrude. Been a while.”

You nod. “Yeah!” D’aw, he’s blushing. “You should call me sometime, you know? It was really fun hanging out with you, Gordon.”

“Yeah, that’s… nice.” Gordon looks away, rubbing the back of his neck. He’s been like that ever since you two found out you were cousins. Strange.

“My, my!” You look over to Cousin Ashley. Her Helicraft Uniform consists of a grey skirt and a black jacket. “If it isn’t little Gertrude! I hear you’re making rounds in the old sport of Tankery.” She crosses her arms. “Got to say, that’s quite retro of you!”

You scoff. “Really. Flying an Apache is more honorable thing than an M4A1E8?”

“The technical term is AH64E Apache. And it can make mincemeat of your tanks any day of the week,” says Ashley. She’s just dripping smug. If she got any smugger, she’d be slain by a Black Arrow. “Of course, you wouldn’t know that, Helicraft is more of a woman’s sport you know?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
> Write in

>>32807612
>> Boast

IT'S ON

>>32807612
>Write in
Why are YOU doing it, then?

>>32807599
Because they're nice guys, not delicious tsun tsun rivals.

>>32807612
> Boast.
> "I'm sure a sport where you hover over everyone's heads so they can peep under your skirt is 'womanly'."

>>32807612
>Boast

>>32807612
"Oh yeah, grunting and pulling and yanking on your sticks, just talking about it makes me feel like a woman."

>>32807665

Anon, that's Strike Witchcraft and it's been banned in most of the Old South for violating obscenity laws.

>>32807612
>> Boast
Bitch, its him

>>32807612
>Write in
Especially when the rotors blow your skirt up? Again?

>>32807612
>> Boast

Slap her with your tankery glove, this can only be solved with a pistol duel at high noon.

>>32807612
> Boast
> Write in
"Oh, you definitely look more womanly after the downwash tangles up your hair into knots. It just looks so natural on you!"

>>32807714
No it isn't. Everyone knows the only thing worn below the waist iby those pantsless monsters is the Striker Unit.

>>32807737
I think you mean "somewhat erotic mud wrestling contest".

>>32807612
Must feel like a big girl, blasting targets from farther than you can see without fear of retaliation.

>>32807612
>little Gertrude

Is she the Onee-sama character?

> Boast

“Yeah, it may be. But Tankery happens to be the sport people like.”

YOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Ashley crosses her arms, huffing. “Well. Ain’t that a thing.” She pats your head, chuckling. “Some day, kid. You’ll learn. Come on, Gordon, let’s get some food in us.”

Dad nods. “Right! Everyone! The Turkey’s being served, let’s all head into the dining room!”

The last of the Family members trickle in, excitedly chattering. You even spot Uncle Wilmer and Aunt Wilma in the back, trying to get forward to see the dinner. Poor guys, they always get shafted by everyone. You even see Kitten’s family come in, happily chatting with Dad.

You look around. Seats are being taken like crazy. Where should you sit next to?

> Sit between Kitten and Griselda
> Sit next to Dad at the front of the table
> Sit with the Japanese Students
> Sit with Darrell and Derrell
> Sit with Gordon and Ashley
> Write in

>>32807612
If it wasn't obvious already, we want to put this bitct in her goddamm place. Nobody disses the tanks, especially from a cowardly honorless airborne scrapheap

>>32807985
> Sit next to Dad at the front of the table