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She blinks - then her expression hardens again, even worse than before. “You think I'm some sort of idiot?”

“You think I'm joking?” you say, meeting her glare. “This is your last warning, Tenryuu. Calm down, and take your hand off that sword-hilt.”

She takes another step forward, and you can feel Arizona twitch as she barely arrests a draw. Tenryuu sticks her face right up in yours. “Or what, you fucking mouthy cripple?”

Arizona's hand clenches into a fist so swiftly it bunches up the back of your shirt with it. You can feel her vibrating like a plucked guitar string, but true to form your girl is as disciplined and steadfast as always.

You meet Tenryuu's cold stare with a small smile. “Aha,” you say with an air of discovery. “Your kenjutsu is strong. But can you do *THIS!?*”

You snap your finger, and all hell breaks loose.

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The air is demolished in a cacophony of sound unlike anything you've ever before experienced - shrieks, sirens, whistles, whizbangs, the works. The biggest shriek is coming from Tenryuu and her posse of destroyers as winged black shapes go swooping and flapping around them in a blind panic; a cloud of - a cloud of fucking BATS blasting across the brick plaza like a bomb - no, it IS a bomb, judging from the ring of a fading blast in your ears and the smoke. Firecrackers are going off, a flashbang detonates somwhere, the plaza is already wreathed in clouds of smoke and you have just enough time to marvel at Hate's efficiency before Arizona's flattened you to the bricks, shielding you with her body as she throws her gun up and out, looking for a target.

Ikazuchi and Inazuma are climbing all over Tenryuu as she shrieks with such high-pitched intensity you think for a moment that she's been wounded - a bat has managed to get caught under her skirt and she's losing her fucking mind over it. Hibiki spots Akatsuki spinning in one long-haired whirl of terror and neatly tackles her to the ground, both of them landing in the fountain with a splash.

For her part, Tenryuu manages to get her sword drawn and spins around looking for a target, Ikazuchi and Inazuma's ankles flying out in an arc as she twirls. Hibiki and Akatsuki emerge from the fountain, outfits summoned and soaking wet to boot.

And then, quite obligingly, a target presents itself. Emerging through the thick swirls of white smoke now choking the plaza comes an apparition of true horror.

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bueno

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Barney.

Willie is staring at the awful purple visage advancing through the smoke when Hate pops up from the narrow gap between Mikasa's side and the pier, crosses the space to the destroyer in two great leaps and slams a bucket down over her head.

“OHMYFUCKINGGODWILLIESHOOTSHOOOTSHOOTORWE'REALLGONNADIE” he screams at the top of his voice, flinging a string of firecrackers at her feet.

The effect is electrical. Willie leaps so high into the air you think Hate might have flung her, a shrill scream reverberating around the bucket to emerge with a shiny, tinny tone on it. She goes flailing across the courtyard, her outfit already summoned, driven onward by the lash of sheer blind terror. Right about then every one of the shipgirls opens fire - save for Arizona, who just drops her revolver and clamps her small hands over your ears as every girl present opens up with everything they've got - you even see a few blue practice torpedoes clunk to earth and go sliding across the bricks as one of DesDiv 6 falls back on instinct. There's a lot of screaming and crying and utter batshit panic, and then, at last, it tapers off. You dare to look up when Arizona uncovers your ears.

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The sea breeze has already blown most of the smoke away, revealing the nature of the chaos. All around you, small black bats are staggering about the hot bricks, some of them mewling unhappily before toppling over, fast asleep. On close inspection they seem to have a little cylinder glued to their backs, itself attached to a tiny skullcap of sorts. Most of them are splattered with blue paint. Lying to one side is a cardboard cutout of Steve Buscemi, supported by a wooden stick taped to a remote-controlled car of some sort. Another such car seems to sport the base of a large plastic Barney statue, and both of them are liberally splattered with blue paint.

“... w-whwhwhwhwwhwhaaaat!?” Tenryuu says shakily. She's gripping her sword in both hands, staring at the two contraptions like they might suddenly lunge at her again. Her feet are wide in a proper swordfighting stance, but she's pressed her knees together, lest another bat find its way in.

You survey the scene. Admiral Togo has been painted tye-dye; orange, yellow, purple and red paint splattering the statue all over - even Tenryuu has a blot of orange decorating one of her metallic “horns” that hover near her temple in defiance of all logic.

“... you girls still have your practice ammo loaded?”

“... yes?” One of them volunteers.

“Okay, call out your colors,” you instruct as Arizona slides off your back and helps you up, handing you your cane.

“Purple,” Hibiki says.

“Yellow!” Ikazuchi confirms.

“R-red,” Inazuma chimes in warily.

Tenryuu touches the back of her head and frowns at the blot of paint on her fingertips.

“... orange,” Akatsuki admits very quietly.

Tenryuu surveys the scene one more time, baffled. “Who the fuck had blue?”

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You savor the long, awkward silence as everyone moves through the process of elimination and slowly swivels their heads to stare at Willie. She's standing over the topped Steve Buscemi cutout, her turret shaking in her hands as if she's working up the nerve to give it one last double-tap, just in case. She eventually feels the heat of five pairs of eyes on her and looks up.

“What?” she asks.

Five pairs of eyes stare at her in utter astonishment. She looks down at the ground, the groggy blue-splattered bats, the tye-dye statue and realization slowly dawns.

“H-h-haaaaaaaaaa......”

And then she quite promptly faints.

>>40727222
Good job Willie

>>40727218
I hear spleens are big on the market these days... Try that out!

EVANS (AKA NAVYFAG) GETS OFFICER BOOBAGE FROM A HOT ENSIGN

So, we had this one female ensign on our ship. She was hot. She was friendly. She was helpful. She was willing to listen to those more experienced than her. Everyone like her.

Too bad (for her) she couldn't build a ribbon rack to save her life.

Being the complete sperg when it comes to uniform regulations (about the only way I could get away with shit other than being cock-of-the-walk at my job), I knew the order of precendence when it came to chest candy. From the humble Marksmanship ribbons, to the obscure Antarctica Service Medal, all the way to the Holy Trinity of the Medal of Honor, Navy Cross, and the Silver Star. I could measure insignia placement by eye, and to the eighth of an inch (within regs). My shoes were so shiny, the actual hand-polished leather (none of the cheap corofram shit for me, boyo) had a mirror finish.

So, one would naturally assume OFFICERS would give the same degree of damn as a lowly rank like myself. After all, they have to attend high-and-mighty fancy-pants Functions with all sorts of Dignitaries and Very Important People.

Well, you thought wrong. At least, the lower ranks of the officer corps were fucking boots when it came to uniform regs.

So, there I was, in my Good Humor Man Working Whites standing Petty Officer of the Watch, alongside proverbial fuckup Seaman Smith (MOOW), and Hot Ensign as the OOD. It was the middle of summer, and for once we were actually in home port for the warm weather. It was midway through the four-hour watch when I noticed something Wrong with Hot Ensign's uniform.

"Uh, ma'am? Your rack is wrong."

Crouching Willie Hidden Spaz

>>40727281

Hot Ensign glanced down at her ribbon rack (get your minds out of the gutter), and her face drained of color as she realized what I was talking about. She only had five ribbons (compared to my six), and the order was all over the place; it honestly looked like someone had organized them by color.

"Oh my god, I didn't know! Could you fix them for me, please?" she said with a nervous glimmer in her eyes, like a predatory DI was lurking around the corner.

With the most perfect of pokerfaces, I shifted my hand inbetween the buttons of her dress white blouse, the back of my hand gently caressing her left breast as I undid the turtles holding her ribbons close. I could feel her breast underneath her undershirt; she wasn't wearing a bra. I pulled my hand out from her blouse, lightly pressing towards her. The entire time, I never broke eye contact with her.

I finally glanced down at her ribbon rack got to work fixing them. I snuck a peek at Hot Ensign's face a few times while I worked popping the ribbons off and placing them in the right order; she was blushing so hard it looked like she had gotten sunburned.

"There. All done. Ma'am?"

>>40727222
Willie is become DEATH OF BATS DESTROYER OF BATS

We should congratulate her on shooting down a fuckton of bats.

>>40727304

"C-could you put them on me, please? I w-wouldn't want it to look bad."

"No problem. Just stand still."

I slowly worked my hand back into her blouse, the back of my hand again caressing her left breast. I gently pushed into her modest cleavage, providing space for the ribbons to sit while I positioned the rack. Once I had the bars positioned, I gently pressed towards her. I could feel her press back against my hand, and I could hear a slight panting in her breath as I slowly worked the turtles back onto their pins.

With the back of my hand still gently pressed against her, I inspected the positioning of the ribbons. Once I was confident that all was right, I slid my hand out of her blouse; I could feel her nipple hardening underneath her shirt.

"There you go ma'am. Looks perfect."

"T-thanks, Evans. Do you think you could come up to my stateroom after watch and help me fix up some of my other uniforms?"

"My pleasure, ma'am."

Seaman Smith, of course, remained oblivious to everything that had just transpired.

"Hey, Petty Officer? Could you fix my ribbons, too?"

Hot Ensign was faster than me, "There's no fixing you, Smith."

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Sammy has some fans overseas, it seems.

>>40727338
She almost looks sane in that one.

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>>40727167
WMD's are illegal

>>40727222
Dayum girl.

>>40727328
>There's no fixing you, Smith.

My sides have gone nuclear.

>>40727222
>Willie literally killed everything

>>40727304
>get your minds out of the gutter
NO U
I HAVE MY MIND IN THE RIGHT RACK
IYKWIM

>>40727081
>>40727108
>>40727142
>>40727167
>>40727197
>>40727222
Wee Willie's a winner! Give that girl hugs as her reward!

>>40727264
The things I do for love...

>>40727281
>>40727328
7th Fleet/10, Navyfag, you lucky dude.

>>40727222

The only one who did not panic and reacted correctly was Arizona.

Forget choices?

>>40727328
>I could feel her nipple hardening underneath her shirt
PLEASE TELL ME THERE WAS SOME... UH... FLOODING EXERCISES... AFTER THIS

>>40727412
I think that was what was implied yes.

>>40727222
Radar guided automated gunfire.

Suck that, optical rangefinders!

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>>40727222
>Tenryuu surveys the scene one more time, baffled. “Who the fuck had blue?”

>>40727430
Willie gained 500 EXP!
Willie leveled up!
Would you like to upgrade your Willie with GPS-guided anti-ship shells?

>>40727409
>Forget choices?

Writing them now. LOTS to write, here.

>>40727468
Ho boy

>>40727197
Willie with the double tap. Smart girl.


Arizona protecting us as always. Nice.

>>40727281
>My shoes were so shiny, the actual hand-polished leather (none of the cheap corofram shit for me, boyo) had a mirror finish.
Machinist's mate here. I hope those were just inspection shoes, because if your common use shoes are that well polished you have altogether too much free time.
Down in the engine room, we gave up on shiny boots and settled for "black and not too rough of a surface". Good fucking luck staying polished when you're halfway into the bilge looking for a gland seal sample valve.

>>40727412

Let's just say there was a suspicious smell in her berthing when I got done 'fixing' her uniforms.

>>40727483
>Arizona protecting us as always. Nice.

Notice, she got to low, identified the threat, then decided the smart thing to do was protect Settle's hearing, instead of evacuating him.

Even Tenryuu panic'd.

>>40727197
>On close inspection they seem to have a little cylinder glued to their backs, itself attached to a tiny skullcap of sorts.

what does this sound like in ship terms? They might be Kancolle bats like the Corgis are PT boats.

Also Willie did a good job.

>>40727328
Quite a tale indeed. Sounds like you have quite a future in 'Carrier maintence'.

>>40727409
Planefag said he'd post them when he got back in the previous thread.

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>>40727328
Not even shameful lustiness can stop somebody from taking the piss out of Smith.

>>40727498

They were, yeah. I only had one pair of dress shoes (those), and two pairs of work boots. One 'inspection ready' pair (spray-painted with high-gloss black), and my regular working pair ('well-blackened').

>>40727513
as if the smell of semen wasn't already bad enough, you had to go and add pussy stank

... Maybe the bats are Catalinas, like how the Corgi's are PT boats?

>>40727532
>what does this sound like in ship terms? They might be Kancolle bats like the Corgis are PT boats.

It sounds like radio broadcasters for random moving targets. AA practice.

>>40727556
>>40727498
As a non .mill, can someone explain to me the obsession with uniforms?

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>>40727531
She'd make a good wife.

>>40727561

There weren't any cats on our ship, though.

And it's not my fault some of the seamen didn't shower regularly.

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>>40727197
>On close inspection they seem to have a little cylinder glued to their backs
oh shit http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bat_bomb

>>40727531
I wonder if her hearing is okay.

But she deserves a hug or head-pat.

>>40727167
>>40727197
>>40727222
Ok I'm ba-
>barney attacked
>Willie made ALL the hits.
What the flying fuck? Did Hate let out his inner engineer and add a LOT of marine?

>>40727580

Clothes Maketh the Man.

It's about 50% tradition (modified with age), and about 50% presenting a professional, dignified appearance.

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>>40727625
Anon, shes used to firing 14" rifles next to her face all day.

Those little 140mm guns won't hurt her hearing.

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>>40727532
Bat bombs. What >>40727592 said.

>>40727645

Inspect what you said. Look real close.

what the fuck do you think.

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>>40727667
>>Look real close.
Mmmppphhh~

>>40727580
You wear a uniform to reduce individuality (as too much leads to people being self important shitstains, not that we didn't have plenty of those anyways). You keep the uniform looking nice because that's the first thing that officers see when they look at you, and a combination of tradition and stupidity led them to believe that it's also the most important measure of a sailor's quality.

Being as I was a machinist's mate and spent most of my time sweating my ass off, surrounded by steam pipes, wearing coveralls, and having the black on my boots scraped off by close encounters with machinery, I rarely gave any shits about that. It helped that coveralls are incredibly easy to maintain, and were basically a status symbol for engineering rates. (The status being symbolized was "Don't call me 'sir', I WORK for a living". Even for the engineering officers; the ones I had were always highly involved, and often actually competent.)

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You pick up Willie's limp form and cart her away bridal-style with Arizona escorting you. Tenryuu and DesDiv 6 just stare at her the entire time, slack-jawed. You glance back to spot Hate peering over the edge of the pier, just his nose and hands visible like some Elroy from hell. He pops up long enough to give you a truly magical, batshit-insane grin, before slipping below the pier again.

Carting Willie back to your borrowed vehicle, you place her in the back and slide behind the steering wheel. Arizona takes the passenger seat. She hooks her thumbs together, makes a flapping motion with her hands, and then gives you a quizzical look.

“Well... I'm not sure, but I can guess,” you tell her as you start the vehicle and head for the dorms. “You notice the funny little objects they were wearing?”

She nods.

“They've been wiring bugs up with microchips that can control their brains with electrical impulses for years. More recently they've been working on more advanced stuff - I've heard bats mentioned once or twice. Mammals, you know? Pioneering non-invasive stuff, nothing that hurts them.”

Arizona nods sagely - and then shrugs, swinging her upturned palms to indicate the entire base. Here!?

“Here,” you reply sagely. “You know the little roads you see going up onto the hills everywhere?” You point at the thirty-foot high sheer cliff face that the road you're currently on was cut through. “A lot of those are research facilities working on all sorts of spooky shit like that.”

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>saved by Arizona again

good girl

have we ever head-patted Arizona?

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Another baffled gesture.

“How'd Hate get them?”

A nod.

“Probably bribed them with donuts.

A stare.

“No, seriously, nerds fucking love donuts. I sent some to my CIC every now and then and they worshiped me like a God.”

A dubious look.

“We'll see what you say after you've tasted a proper donut.”

You drop Willie off in her room, then hover by the door as Arizona takes the time to tuck her in - she's always seeing things you seem to miss, you notice. You're just walking out the door again when your cell phone rings.

“Settle.”

“Hey, Settle. You know where Arizona is?”

You look over at Arizona's inquisitive expression. “She's right next to me, why?”

“Can you come to the administration building? We've got a new toy for her.”

>... what aren't you telling me?
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

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>>40727770
>Elroy
You mean Emroy?
>>40727790
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.
NOMNOMNOM

>>40727775
Yes, after she KO'd Kongo and her sister when the "served" us breakfast.

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>>40727804

or maybe even k-

FUCK

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>Say Thank you to Arizona or head pat her.

>>40727790
>>... what aren't you telling me?

>>40727790
>... what aren't you telling me? I can offer you doughnuts.
REVEAL YOUR SECRETS

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>>40727790
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

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>>40727770
>like some Elroy from hell

>>40727770
Elroy? You mean Kilroy, right?

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.
Incoming Donut Santa!

>>40727790
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>>40727790
>new toy for Arizona

WE TRIPOD MAST NOW

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.
we must educate her.

Addendum to my last story:

Sometime after the events of the Hot Ensign Boobage story, We were in port in Singapore. There was a bar somewhere off of Orchard Road called Muddy Murphy's Irish Pub frequented by both officers and enlisted.

I saw Hot Ensign making out HARD with one of our female LTs there. I really hated the Navy's rules on fraternization that night.

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>>40727848
GO HOME AND BE A FAMILY MAN, FRONK!

>>40727867
>tripod
>not tomahawks and Radar-guided guns
Do you even upgrade bruh?

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>>40727790
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

>We've got a new toy for her.
Oh? I wonder if Naka-chan had a hand in this?

>>40727790
Settle, please define "proper donut". I have strong, nationalist feelings about donuts and I would like to prepare a proper response.

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

Tactical donut support, inbound.

That reminds me, where would they get donuts in the base? The mess hall?

>>40727790
>>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

Something tells me when Goto finds out what happened he will have a very good laugh.

>>40727882
>I saw Hot Ensign making out HARD with one of our female LTs there
IT'S OKAY IF IT'S UNDER--wait you're not even underway FUCKKKKK

>>40727886

Squid flyboys with more dick than fucking sense have nothing to do with this.

>>40727790
>... what aren't you telling me?
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.

Why not both?

>>40727909
>That reminds me, where would they get donuts in the base? The mess hall?

Yokosuka has plenty of places to shop for food, and if you're a lazy fuck like most enlisted guys you can just go to the massive PX.

>>40727882
Did Hot Ensign ever need "help" fixing her rack again?

>>40727790
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.
Rainbow sprinkle donuts for everyone!

>>40727909
If I remember correctly, navy fag posted a map of the base a few threads back. There were some civilian grade shops there so I'm pretty sure that there are some donuts there.

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>>40727790
>Give me ten minutes, we're bringing donuts.
aww yiss time for UPGRADES

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>>40727941
>Rainbow sprinkle
>not sugar-glazed dipped in hot coffee
anon pls

>>40727749

.... get with me after this.

>>40727939

A Gentleman never tells.

I'm not a Gentleman.Yes.

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>>40727960
>Lolhueg gun
>Bigger than Gustav
How that ship can survive a shot without breaking in half I wouldn't know.

>>40727882
...Angkor Wat. Welp, at least you can still brag about charming a cute female lesbian ensign?

>>40727981
Score!

>>40727886
Dude, Settle referred to himself as Donut Santa in an earlier thread. Now we know he was talking to his CIC.

>>40727960
It's like some sort of navalized Stonehenge...

>>40727934
>>40727948
Thanks. For some reason, I keep thinking naval bases are small in size.

Though now I recall that the term "naval district"/鎮守府 is a thing.

>>40727965
So... light cruisers are perfectly in Hate's strikezone?

>>40727981
So fucking proud of you.

>>40727960
As an engineer. I can safely say that the guy who drew that picture does not even engineer.

AA guns on the barrel, really nigger?

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>>40727960

>>40727988
Note upper right

>>40727965
You shouldn't be going after Iowa's sloppy seconds Hate.

>>40727995
Anything that can be attacked by bats and RC Barney are ALL within Hate's strike zone.

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>>40727592
>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bat_bomb
>tfw

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>>40727994
>Stonehenge
>Keyword accepted. Commencing AC-posting.

>>40727988
>>40728000
I think it is supposed to show exactly why you shouldn't bolt immense artillery to your ships.

One in the background has already fired once and is sinking, one is firing and falling to pieces at the same time and the last doesn't have a giant cannon bolted on.

>>40728000
I'm more confused as to why it swivels on a turn-table when the gun is stuck between the arches.

>>40727991

Quite. Though I'm pretty sure she's bisexual.

Though I do like the idea that I'm just so damn awesome I turn lesbians straight.

>>40727960
I would call for my resignation before setting one foot in that control tower.

>>40728010

That's funny in a lot of ways I don't have time to fully fucking explain.

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Why is Yorktown so stacked?

>>40728000
and let's not forget

>atrocious top heavy design for poor seakeeping
>where the fuck is the magazine
>rigging on the gun
>arched pagoda bridge worse than fuso class

>>40728044
Needs to be a three-way.

>>40727981
I guess that explains why you had no problems listening to her on your no sleep cruise.

>>40728034
I think it's the grounding plate.
>>40728032
It shows why japs should ALWAYS outsource their engineer to other countries. This is EXACTLY what the nips would do.

>>40728028
Yo, buddy. Still alive?

okay, back, just had to get the latest update on the Family Disaster (which made me angry enough that I had to gnaw on my desk for a few minutes to calm down,) RETURNING TO WRITING

>>40728064
The majority of carriers are stacked.

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>>40728130
Amy's hanging by a thread, buddy
I blame tombstone

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>>40728064
Dear Diary, today the ass was fat.

More subs when.

>>40728165
>Merc Quests
>Important Character Death

Come on anon, step up

>>40728093
>That oversized breach
>Blatant lack of a re-loading crane
>No secondary weapons bar the bow gun and barrel-AA guns
>Retarded scout plane
>Hull isn't wide enough.
>>40728165
Do you feel like an ACE yet?

>>40728165
Next week we have a decision:

Do we save Amy or Jager. We have to choose who lives and who dies.

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>>40727965
I'll see you in my office after school hours, then~

>>40728010
Such a precocious child... but worry not, I am sure that one day you will grow into a real man like the fine Corporal~

>>40728177
swimmin' in the ocean
causin' a commotion

>>40728186
If the dice call for it, that is where it will go.

>>40728151
Judging from my personal experience, Grandma had a stroke and is having recovery problems. The definition of not fun, especially if the family has been thinking about when she's going to croak well before hand anyway.

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>>40728199
I think Pennsylvania would be a better match.

>>40728212
No it won't. Is ACQ your first Merc Quest?

>>40727995
His preferences seems to be curves (but not too much) and a bit of fiestiness.

>>40728064
What >>40728152 said Akagi, Kaga, Souryuu and her relatives (most of them Katsuragi is an exception), etc are all considered quite curvy by fans.

>>40728197
If that happens, it'll be bad.

>>40728219
And to add to it, she later moved to Brownbackistan.

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>>40728197
>>40728189
>>40728186
>I can hear the bells tolling...
>In the distance, a bugle sounds.
>The Wild Hunt comes for all.

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>>40728093
http://www.pixiv.net/search.php?s_mode=s_tag&word=ナンセンス戦艦

enjoy

>>40728250
>Not remembering Samantha
It totally would have happened. Merc would have let us spend a fate point, but if that had failed...

>>40728286
If it's VMQ1, Sam lived due to readers voting to help her and not go jumping at vengence

>>40728286
>Not remembering Falynn
Dude you remember how many bullshit rolls she survived. Amy is going to be fine.

>>40728332
While that was certainly an aspect of it in the situation that ensued, if Sam had crit failed, she would have been killed outright. Merc said as much.

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DID SOMEONE SAY UPGRADES

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yW3JrHH6Zc0

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>>40728398
>mfw

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>>40728373
Mai Waifu would like to take you up on that offer.

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>>40728428
>Uchuu Senkan Yamato will never be relevant in SRW

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>>40728398
Waitin muisc

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>>40728373

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>>40728450
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dpie_YBgrkQ
DID SOMEONE SAY WAITING MUSIC

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>>40728465

>>40728093
You forgot "stack venting exhaust against underside of gun."

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DUN DUN NANA NANANANANA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5dnqGZNO44

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>>40728428
Superior version

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>>40728428

>>40728549
...has the US ever had a SPAAG that wasn't shit?

>>40728549
I'm wondering why the hell the guy manning the M2 isn't just standing on the ground.

>>40728590
that's a 57mm on a jeep, not a SPAAG

>>40728549
>Heero as a ww2 Fortress crewman
>Heero! I got three Messies on our tail, shoot 'em down!
>MISSION ACCEPTED.
>Tail gun transforms into twin buster rifle

>>40728590
M16

M19

M42

and so on

>>40728605
Ergonomics, duh.

>>40728612
37mm, my bad

>>40727649
That and uniformity.

>>40728612
Still better than the sergeant york

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>>40728549
I hear your HEERO and raise you a true KING
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ws3kY2LNPbM

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¿Would the Graff Spee come back in Argentina?
Lot's of sailors ended up staying here...
Pic related, it's range finder, recovered a few years ago, currently at Montevideo's port.

>>40728605
Unless you've got a reeeealy tall tripod or a proper AA mount/cradle, a it's hard to get the right elevation.

Sticking a shorter triopod on a platform you can move around help get that elevation withot the gunner being flaton the ground.

>>40728685
>Graff Spee comes back at the same time as the Belgrano
>Both get trolled by British ship-girls who are banned from entering Argentina and Germany.

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>>40728685
Speaking of that.... Graf Spee when? Sorry I'm late guys.

>>40728621
>M42
Say hello to Shilka

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PT Boats ambushing a poor ship.

>>40728758

Them some BIG PT boats.

Maybe almost Coast Guard cutter type ships?

>>40728778
E-Boats?

>>40728778
>It's the ship that Settle accidentaly killed at LA

>>40728783
Probably, but the soviets dindn't keep trying to use the 57-2 long after it was obsolete and refuse to develop a modern replacment, either.

>HAHA SO MUCH CONTENT YOU'RE GONNA BE HERE TILL 2
>Typical planefag shit
Brace yourselves for 5am gents.

>>40728800
E-boats were still smaller than cutters though.

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Deme is away
Post Keine/Shoukaku lewds

>>40728818
It's already 5AM here.

Get on my level scrub.

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>>40728848
nui

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>>40728910
>Nui presenting her deployment plan to the admiral
>End of presentation, this shows up
>Admiral and Nui's face when

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>>40728848
Better than that. Posting shoukaku happys

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>>40728910
>be shipgrille
>wake up covered in seamen

what do

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>>40728951

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>>40728968

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You aren't a real BB unless you have massive bulges.

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SNOWWWWWW

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>>40728988

>>40728996
When a small breasted BB holds you to her chest, she's holding you closer to her magazines

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>>40729007

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>>40729038
Jesus christ how horrifying

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waiting for either magical donuts or the fag to end all fags to tell us he ditched.

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>>40729038
[detonates internally]

>>40729076
>Ditching
>With a full load of torps and donuts
Treason.

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>>40729065

>>40729003
HERE COMES THE SNOW

>>40728848
Why is he called deme?

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>>40729104

>>40729112
Because he's a wizard.

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>>40729120

>>40729112
Demetrious, his trip on THP when he wrote A Wizard is You, which makes this the threadly reminder! We want AWiY!!!

>>40729112
he's only called that by those who mock him most

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>>40729108
SNOWWWWWW

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>>40729124
But I thought the wizard was you.

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>>40729133

>>40729133
Stop killing the image limit and just link to the pool on danbooru
http://danbooru.donmai.us/pools/9605

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>>40729092

>mfw someone saved a picture of me posted on a Tibetan Cave Painting Enthusiast image board

>>40729134
I still say he was at his best when he was calling himself faggot.

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>>40729148
>Badum-tsh

Damn, missed the opportunity to bring up Greek Fire Boats again when it came to historical things and silly power levels.

>Donuts
Which donut is the best donut? Personally I'm really fond of kind of crunchy bear claws and find the big wonking cream-filled ones unpalatable. The fresher the better.

>>40729155
Wow.

What were the chances?

>>40729155
nice m14
and dubs

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>>40729146

>>40729155
You look exactly like I imagined you would.

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>>40728947
rip

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You stroll into the designated conference room a short while later, bearing a huge box stuffed full of donuts. Arizona is munching appreciatively on an apple cruller you recommended to her, handling it gingerly in two fingers - she seems to have been slightly embarrassed by the attention, but to hell with it; she deserves donuts. Goto looks up and waves you in casually as you enter.

“What's that?”

“Donuts.”

Goto springs up from his seat like he's spring-loaded. “GET THAT SHIT OUT OF HERE!”

You both freeze - Arizona in mid-bite.

“Excuse me?”

“DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTS!” someone yodels a heartbeat before the door bursts open before Kongou's unstoppable exuberance. She covers the distance 'twixt door and conference table in three strides and LEAPS airborne, hitting the polished wooden surface on her belly and sliding all the way to your end of the room, coming to a halt just before you. Still in her belly-slide pose, she daintily flips up the box lid and plucks out a donut.

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“Thank you, Admiral Settle,” she says politely, then takes another one in the other hand; a long creme-filled thing. She wiggles her butt to squinch around, aiming back down the table. “Arizona-san, could you give me a boost?”

Arizona finally finishes her aborted bite and reaches out to oblige, shoving against Kongou's feet to send her sliding back down the table. She doesn't bother braking this time; letting her head bump into Goto's chest.

“Donut time, teitoku~” she says sweetly, popping a chocolate-sprinkle donut into his mouth when he opens it to complain, then sliiiiding the long creme-filled one into her own maw in a manner most salacious. Goto just gives you a hateful stare over Kongou's bare shoulder, and you just shrug, pointing at Arizona defensively. Yours is fine. How the hell are you supposed to KNOW!?

You and Arizona take seats near Goto's end of the table as Kongou demolishes her donut, tiring of the innuendo, and starts helping Goto eat his, tracing her fingers down his stubbled cheek while she tries to steal bites off the other end of the pastry. Arizona reaches out, gently takes Kongou's ankle and reels her in without further ado, Kongou stretching her arm to keep her fingers on Goto's face for as long as possible. Once Kongou is seated, Goto adjusts his tie, swallows his donut and begins to-

Ding!

“Aha!” Kongou says, springing out of her chair before Arizona can attempt interception. “Teatime, teiktoku~” She dashes towards an electric kettle chiming on the countertop behind you and fairly trots over to Goto with a cup of hot tea. As soon as her back's turned, he mouths “miller time,” tosses the tea into a nearby potted plant and refills it with a flask that appears from his pocket.

>>40729195
dess

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>>40729195
>>40729218

>>40729195

How has Goto stayed sane with Kongou, going around Kogou'n everywhere?

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>>40729195
>Arizona is a donut monster
OH DEAR WHAT HAVE WE UNLEASHED

>>40729186
pic related

>>40729231
Boooooooze

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“So!” you say brightly, trying to pre-empt Kongou's next outburst. “What fascinating new toy have you acquired?”

“Radar,” he says hastily as Kongou opens her mouth to take the shot. “Radar sets. We have goddamned radar sets.”

You blink. “Radar?”

Kongou looks confused. “But don't you have ones better than we ever had on planes that fly by themselves? And cameras on space stations that fly overhead all the time, and stuff?”

“Kind of,” Goto replies. “As you've no doubt noted, however, whatever... phenomena brought back the abyssals - and you girls - is not really physical in nature-”

“I'm *very* physical, tei-”

“-but rather conceptual,” Goto rolls on, iron in his voice. “So your - and their - weapon systems perform as effectively as you'd expect them to have performed in their prime.” He nods at you. “And, thank Christ, it works both ways; so at least we're on even footing.” He produces a manilla folder and slides out a few copies of a chart you've seen before. Kongou barely glances at it, but Arizona picks it up and studies it carefully - she hasn't been briefed on it yet. It's a detailed chart of the estimated effect of what's been termed the “leveling effect;” and the severity of its implementation along with little notes on the side marking significant engagements where it was especially notable.

>>40729231
booze.

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>>40729218
>he mouths “miller time,” tosses the tea into a nearby potted plant and refills it with a flask that appears from his pocket.

>>40729231
ITS [x] BONG, KONHOU MUST BE PLANNING SOMETHING STUPID, CRAZY IVAN

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“The narrower the technological and chronological gap between combatants,” Goto summarizes, “the less pronounced the effect is. So Kongou here slugs away like she did in the actual war, post-modernization, and not as she did in nineteen-eleve-”

“ADMIRAL!” Kongou gasps in horror.

“What?”

“D-d-don't tell everyone a lady's age!”

“Oops,” Goto says with as much insincerity as he can possibly cram into that one word. “So, anyway, people have been kicking around the idea of upgrading our shipgirls equipment, if we can.”

“Ooh,” Kongou says, all ears again. She plops her face into her hands and stares goggly-eyed at Goto. “What kind of neat stuff can they do!?”

“Well, we have two options,” Goto says carefully. “We can try... well... taking your equipment off after you've summoned it, and upgrading it the old-fashioned way. With shipwrights and mechanics.”

Kongou blinks. “But... wouldn't it be like working on a model?”

“That was the main objection,” Goto replies. “Nobody could really accept that it would just... work like that. But after that incident with the twelve-inch shell Settle pulled out of Arizona... expanding...” he shrugs. “It's not the first time we've seen the Scale Effect, but that was the first confirmed instance of it happening after the originating ship was completely destroyed.”

“You're sure that was from BB-3?” you ask.

“Yeah. The intel gnomes have been going over all the footage for the past week to make double-damned sure. The ship that fired that shell was dead when you pulled it out of Arizona, here, and it still-” he makes an expanding motion with his hands. “So, we think it'll work.”

Fucking Kongo

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“So they want to weld on an AN/SPY-1 to these girls?” you ask.

Goto shakes his head. “Given everything we've seen, something modern just won't work - and even if it did, the Leveling Effect will render it moot, anyway. People are scared they'll reject it, like a surgery patient rejecting graft tissue or something-”

“Woah, enough detail,” you say as Arizona chokes on her second doughnut. “Got it. But what about just... giving them things to wear?”

“Eh?”

“Like the go-pro cams you had them wearing last time,” you point out. “Those worked fine. We can do plenty with solid-state these days, I'm sure we can cram something useful into a wearable format.”

“Well, yeah,” Goto admits. “That's the other option.” He reaches under the table and opens up a metal case. “Settle, c'mere, look at these.”

You join Goto at the head of the table, leaning over to study the contents of the box as he tilts the lid to shield it from Kongou's hungry eyes. You and him both exchange a Look.. then you look back at your girls. Kongou is about ready to crawl over the table to get a look, while Arizona is studying her doughnut a little too casually.

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“Would you like to tr-”

“DESS DESS DESS!” Kongou exclaims with excitement. Arizona nods slowly as she polishes off a second cruller.

“Right,” Goto says. “Go stand with your backs against the wall over there, and close your eyes.”

They do as requested, Arizona striding over silently as Kongou fairly bounces past her - quite literally, as her outfit doesn't seem to include a bra. You and Goto take the radar sets out of the box and walk to your girls. Arizona fidgets a bit as she hears you approach, eyes still dutifully closed.

“Don't worry, it won't bite you,” you tell her. She bites her lip, blushing slightly, and nods. She still quivers a bit when you slip the headset over her temples, but calms down quickly once the new equipment fails to zap her or anything. You recall that radar was pretty new in 1941, and everyone had different reactions to it - from Arizona's trepidation to Kongou's blithe fascination.

You and Goto step back and admire your handiwork.

“You can open your eyes now,” you tell them.

They open their eyes cautiously - Kongou's face wondrous and expectant, and Arizona looking almost bored. They instantly turn and look at each other, staring at the spindly rabbit-ear antennas they are now wearing.

“Uh...” Kongou says uncertainly. “Are they... working?”

You can hear Goto trying to contain his laughter almost as much as you are.

>Of course they are. Go outside and see if you can pick things up. Tell us how far away you get returns, that kind of thing!
>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729327
>>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729327
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

We need pictures of Arizona for... uh, reasons!

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

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>>40729309
>Arizona is studying her doughnut a little too casually
TELL ME YOUR SECRETS, OH GLORIOUS SUGAR GLAZED DONUT

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.
Science experiments need documentation.
So uh... They're lunarian rabbits now?

>>40729327
>>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.
Rabbit-ear Arizona?

I NEED PICTURES DAMN IT!

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures
then
>Of course they are

>>40729291
Goto: "Kongou please get your lips off I am not a teapot."

>>40729327
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729327
>>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.
My god, are we trolling Arizona and Kongou? either way it's a win situation

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>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

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>>40729218
>miller

>>40729327
>>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

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>>40729327
Hahaha, it's these silly little masts

>>40729367


Been trying for the past 2 damn hours to make one, keep mucking up the structure...

>>40729327
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729327
>Do I look like a I would know? This is why you need to go out and try things with them - possibly with the rest of your gear. Now hold still while I take a picture for the eggheads.

>>40729327
>Kongou fairly bounces past her - quite literally, as her outfit doesn't seem to include a bra.

I assume no Sarashi either.

>>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

"Data! Data! Data!" he cried impatiently. "I can't make bricks without clay." - Sherlock Holmes

>>40729327
>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet! Transform already!

>>40729327
>>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

>>40729384

It's just a phrase. Goto prefers bourbon.

Fuck it ill just use paper and
pencil like I should have in the first place.

oh yea

>>40729327>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

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>>40729327
>>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.
>>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

And then, once they transform, the damn things actually start working.

Because we told them they would, and they believed us.

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>>40729327

>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.

votes called writing woop~

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>>40729473
>not oni-grade sake

>>40729473
>It's just a phrase
Fucking marketing brainwashing, that is even worse.

Bourbon is fine.

>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.
>Nah, you haven't turned them on yet. You need to transform, first! Then we can run down to the docks and do some initial sea trials.

>>40729152
can i find this on danbooru?

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>>40729456
Based on official art, you are correct.

>>40729515
yeup

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>>40729525
I'm sure the doujin that was made of Kongou is very appreciative of that.

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>instead of giving Arizona back her bell so she could talk, or removing Admiral Kidds ring from the back of her skull, we stuck radar on her

Guys...

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>>40729562
>was
>Kongo doujin singular
you funny guy

>>40729575
What do you want me to do about it?

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>>40729562
Probably like this one better.

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>>40729602
Only one was mentioned in this quest so far, I think.

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>>40729327
>Just let us get some pictures first in case we break them during testing - the engineers will be pissed if we don't document before-and-after.
aw. i was hoping for improved dakka.

>>40729153
>>40729515

>>40729498

or RUM. lots of rum. Any kind, we're not fucking picky. Though Kraken is fucking good and WHY WASN'T THERE MORE OF IT IN THE FUCKING BOOZE LOCKER JESUS SHITWAGGONING CHRIST.

How the fuck am I supposed to work when they won't give me enough booze to kill the headache.

>>40729575
Ummm, what? Those were never even options. And the Navy removed Kidd's ring in 1942.

>>40729632
The radar does improve dakka, indirectly anyway. It makes sure more of it actually hits something.

>>40729575
>Give Arizona back her bell
>first thing she does is shout at the top of her lungs "NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER"
>stops and remembers where she is
>THEN starts shouting "GOOK GOOK GOOK GOOK GOOK"

>>40729644
But our Arizona is from 1941

>>40729665
>Not yelling out that she loves Settle just as his yandere shipgirl comes back to him

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>>40729665

>>40729575
Look, Anon, I'm still working on that short story you told me to write about Arizona's bell. And then I just learned about Admiral Kidd's ring. Wait a while, okay?

>>40729632
>aw. i was hoping for improved dakka.
There's this thing that ships do with radar, a computer, and guns that makes things die.

Now, Arizona is much closer to pulling off that Bullshit AA trick that Willie did.

>>40729617
Either way, it's clear that the only thing betweens her rather generous endowment and our eyes is that outfit.

>>40729693
>And Shoukaku is with Settle
>The only thing that saves Settle is intervention Hate's attack Barney and Bats

>>40729733
And the only thing between Goto and her endowments is public decency and Goto's own will.

>>40729708

Well, depending on the rules, they could upgrade them with a more modernized version of the 1940's fire control computers, same mechanics just modern design of coarse.

No idea how things actually will interface.

Will a modern solid state fire control system work better or worse for targeting those things?

Would a classic mechanical fire control system, designed using modern computers and percision do better then that?

At this point it's almost better that she never talk.

Our other fucking BBs had better though.

>>40729756
You gotta respect the man for not giving in and taking her on that conference desk.

>>40729756
>stick your d into a shipgirl
>20xtiny faerie flaregun is fired into your dick
>they grow to full size when you pull out

alternatively
>stick d in
>it shrinks

I actually really want to see USS Indianapolis in this quest.

>>40729771
I wouldn't mind her talking, but only if it were in rare moments.

>>40729756
One of these days, we should get Goto to just give in and take up Kongou's offer. He already thinks she's attractive, all we need is a little *push*...

>>40729756
Yeah though depends on if Yamato is just a secetary ship or not...

Though that being said, most people would have accepted her advances. You could do ALOT worse than Kongou

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“We don't know yet,” Goto says. “They're just prototypes.”

“Yeah, we need to take before-and-after pictures before we turn them on,” you add as you and Goto hastily dig out your smartphones.

“P-pictures?” Kongou says dubiously, looking at the ridiculous rabbit-ear antennas. The one Arizona is wearing is visibly dented - you wonder what junkyard Goto found them in. You line up your camera on the two. Kongou just shrugs and strikes a cute pose, v-fingers near one eye like you saw Naka do. Arizona adopts parade-rest, gazing into your eyes steadily as she waits for the flash. Your shutters click... and click and click as you and Goto both struggle to take a steady shot while you're trying to swallow your giggles.

“O-okay, that should do it,” you inform them.

Kongou instantly closes her eyes and starts wandering around, putting her new “unit” to the test. Arizona comes to hover near your elbow, peering at your smartphone curiously.

“Want to see?”

She nods. You bring up the photo in the gallery. She stares at thoughtfully for long seconds, then frowns slightly, reaching up to touch her hair.

>>40729809
>She nods. You bring up the photo in the gallery. She stares at thoughtfully for long seconds, then frowns slightly, reaching up to touch her hair.
My heart!

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“Okay, girls,” Goto announces. “Let's try these on next.” From the box he produces a second pair of headsets - these with proper-looking radar aerials, a real pair of miniaturized radars. They look vaguely like the Bridgemaster sets often mounted on private yachts for navigation and short-range surface search, but you know these probably began life as the terminal-guidance seeker in a missile.

“Oh, neat!” Kongou says, dashing over and presenting herself to have it donned. Arizona just squints at the new sets, plucks the antenna off her head, and pouts at you. You bite your lip to suppress the giggle and fail miserably as Arizona pouts harder, forcing you to stifle it in your sleeve.

“And here's yours, Arizona,” Goto says. She reaches out and takes it from him before donning it herself.

“IT'S WORKING!” Kongou says with rapture a second or two after donning it. “It's - I - I don't even know-” Arizona's eyes simply widen as she presses the small “on” switch. It must be like gaining a sixth sense, you figure, as if you'd suddenly developed telepathy.

*Without* having to eat a floating eyeball, no less. Fuck those things.

“Shall we test them?”

“DESS!” Kongou proclaims. “Turn off the lights and lets have us a night battle!” She crumples up a stray sheet of notebook paper and cocks her arm back, ready.

>Sure, flip off the lights, see what the resolution is, if they can pick out tables and stuff. You think that's the milimeter-wave radar from the AGM-114L; so it ought to be pretty good at that.
>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.
>Other?

>>40729809
Aaaawwwww, don't bully Arizona.

She really trusts us.

>>40729841
>>Sure, flip off the lights, see what the resolution is, if they can pick out tables and stuff. You think that's the milimeter-wave radar from the AGM-114L; so it ought to be pretty good at that.

We are here, might as well

>>40729841
>>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.

>>40729841
>>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.
Don't let Kongou get her way.

>>40729841
All of the above

>>40729772
>>40729806
>>40729808
I think Goto is more afraid that he'd never get ANY rest from her than interested in whatever kind of sex he'd get from her.

>>40729779
If they're not hurt or fighting they're 100% woman anon.

>>40729841
>Sure, flip off the lights, see what the resolution is, if they can pick out tables and stuff. You think that's the milimeter-wave radar from the AGM-114L; so it ought to be pretty good at that.

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>>40729841
>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.
I'd rather we check how far they can see now; if they are at Momiji-tier, we're good.
Also, super-pouting Arizona is d'awwww

>>40729841
>Sure, flip off the lights, see what the resolution is, if they can pick out tables and stuff. You think that's the milimeter-wave radar from the AGM-114L; so it ought to be pretty good at that.

>>40729841
>>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.

>>40729841
>>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.

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>>40729841

>Sure, flip off the lights, see what the resolution is, if they can pick out tables and stuff. You think that's the milimeter-wave radar from the AGM-114L; so it ought to be pretty good at that.

Also note that Kongou is almost certainly trying for a situation where she can grope Goto and get away with it.

>>40729841
Do we have a jammer on site?

>Test the radars for resistance to ECM

>>40729841
>>Not so fast - let's just go outside and see what the max range is on these things. They'll want them for surface and air search primarily; it doesn't do them much good if it doesn't have any range.

>>40729841
>>Sure, flip off the lights, see what the resolution is, if they can pick out tables and stuff. You think that's the milimeter-wave radar from the AGM-114L; so it ought to be pretty good at that.

>>40729673
As equipped in 1941. It still doesn't change the fact the Navy removed it when they removed the superstructure.

>>40729575
We still don't know if either of those things will DO anything you retard.

>>40729901
>she can see inside our pants

>>40729901
>implying that's not half the fun

>>40729841
Nice Nethack reference.

>Other
Tell them to go find and catch as many corgis as they can to bring back
then eat all the donuts