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Atop your remaining pile is the initial damage reports from the brawl near the Bonins. Detailed information won't be available till the fleet actually reaches home – they'll get in sometime in the early AM hours, at their current speed – but so far there's no great surprises. The worst injuries were inflicted to your DDs, with Fubuki and Hayashima taking the brunt of it, and Yukikaze getting off surprisingly light – significant damage to weapons and superstructure but nothing threatening her engines or seaworthiness. Shigure, oddly, escaped the brawl without more than splinter damage from a near miss – not even a single light shell hit.

Northampton – er, “Hamp” still has Hornet in tow, and the glassy seas have let him pick it up to 15 knots or so. One of 7th fleet's Mobile Landing Platform ships has picked up Fubuki and Hayashimo to give them a ride home – the ships are effectively re-purposed heavy-lift vessels, and still work fine in that capacity. Shipgirls in “ship” mode might have flesh of literal steel and weigh many tons, but they don't displace nearly as much as their real hulls would've. Still, there's no point in taking chances with things so varied and random as the very existence of the kanmusu – one of the first things you got off the desk (before Naka could bird-dog it) was a report on her own salvage at sea by the Philipine cutter. Their deck crane had been (just barely) able to lift her out of the water, but she reverted to “human” form rapidly and the sudden loss of weight almost smashed her now-delicate human form into the superstructure when the listing boat violently righted itself. The rest of the report was informed speculation on what this meant vis a vis the shipgirl's “state-changes” between person and... ship-person, but like all reports it just concluded sadly that nothing can be firmly defined yet.
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FIRST POST
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>>42319410
God damn it.
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That same sad refrain carries over to the next sheaf of documents – more missives from the supply people. The only sure thing is that the “kanmusu” tend to refuel by eating... sometimes a lot. Hornet has a blessedly simple taste; she loves hamburgers, but Sammy B tends to drive people fucking insane. Naval personnel bought out a Save-A-Lot of every fish-stick box they had, and then the next week Sammy recoiled from them like they were live eels.

Everything else is a trip into madness. For the most part they seem to supply their own ammo as needed (and for that matter, weapons – Iowa demonstrated as much when she took Abyssals under fire from a turret that was put out of action by an accident at sea and never repaired.) Unfortunately the “free” resupply has limits; while it provides the Navy with warships that put almost no demands on the logistics arms, actual steel warships can be rearmed, resupplied and turned out of the yards much faster than the shipgirls themselves seem to replenish their stocks via whatever eldritch sorcery powers their very existence. Harder supplied some of his own Mark 14s for repair, upgrade and modification. From reports the torpedo tech brought in for the work had just been leaning over the ords with a magnifying glass when they'd abruptly became “full-sized,” which prompted a mad scramble to de-ass the area (except for Crab, who the report dryly notes 'expressed amusement at the situation'.) When Harder came to retrieve his fish, he just carried them out in his hands like a small cluster of lawn dart sized projectiles.
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>>42319422

:D
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Kanmusu can USE conventionally made munitions – the miniature practice rounds used at the range have proven that – but the inherent strangeness of the procedure leaves a lot of questions as to how exactly to exploit it. Even when the institutional knowledge to make the antiquated weapons still exists (the Navy had Mark-14s in the inventory till the 70s) the facilities to work on them no longer exist, and they're competing for modern warships for resources and dollars. Worse, most modern weapons can't be used without associated command, control, sensors and electronics on the ships themselves – and just how THOSE modifications would work are still giving people headaches to contemplate. The only sure bet is things like the miniaturized radar headsets you tried out on Kongou and Arizona, or the go-pro cams.

And then...

“Naka?”

“Mmm,” she says, still clicking through images woozily.

“In the war, did you get upgraded any?”

“Yeah,” she says. “I'd come into the yard, they'd upgrade fire control, optics, stuff like that. There was talk of installing radar at my next refit.” She sighs. “Next time I put into Truk.”

“How much did you come back with?”

She blinks. “Well... all of it. Why?”

“Did everyone?”

She blinks.
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>>42319436

These two pics are of the new Ford-class in drydock. For a perspective on size.
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>>42319398
>Shipgirls in “ship” mode might have flesh of literal steel and weigh many tons, but they don't displace nearly as much as their real hulls would've
> Their deck crane had been (just barely) able to lift her out of the water, but she reverted to “human” form rapidly and the sudden loss of weight almost smashed her now-delicate human form into the superstructure when the listing boat violently righted itself
Interesting
>The only sure thing is that the “kanmusu” tend to refuel by eating... sometimes a lot
ok...
> they seem to supply their own ammo as needed (and for that matter, weapons
>actual steel warships can be rearmed, resupplied and turned out of the yards much faster than the shipgirls themselves seem to replenish their stocks via whatever eldritch sorcery powers their very existence
fug
> Harder supplied some of his own Mark 14s for repair, upgrade and modification. From reports the torpedo tech brought in for the work had just been leaning over the ords with a magnifying glass when they'd abruptly became “full-sized,” which prompted a mad scramble to de-ass the area (except for Crab, who the report dryly notes 'expressed amusement at the situation'.) When Harder came to retrieve his fish, he just carried them out in his hands like a small cluster of lawn dart sized projectiles.
that answers that question, at least
>Kanmusu can USE conventionally made munitions – the miniature practice rounds used at the range have proven that – but the inherent strangeness of the procedure leaves a lot of questions as to how exactly to exploit it.
KNOWLEDGE IS POWER
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You pull out a battered binder; a simple quick-reference listing the armaments and capabilities of Goto's force in as much detail as possible (complete with bust sizes – sailors will be sailors.) “I was just looking over Chikuma and Tone and Taco and all of 'em, and...” you frown. “You can look them up on Wikipedia and see they're not carrying the armaments they sank with.”

Naka shrugs. “Well, what's your point?”

“The fuck is going on?” you ask. “It's not even consistent. You reappear as-sunk, not as-built, but these girls don't. Even Hornet is launching Hellcats that she never lasted long enough to be eqipped with in the real world, and nobody's quite sure why.”

Naka yawns, rubbing at her eyes wearily. “Settle, don't tell me you're this dumb.”

“Where am I, Naka?”

“Your office?”

“In?”

“... Yokosuka?”

“Yes, I am that fucking dumb. Spill.”

Naka tilts her neck as she rubs it, the booze-haze clear in her eyes. “Settle, we're just... essence. Spiritual stuff. A few days after she arrived Fubuki found a picture of her own dead wreck in ironbottom sound and puked her guts out for an hour. It's not like the metal vanishes when we appear.”

You absorb that.

“Like the leveling effect, thing,” she continues. “Those intel geeks jobs are to put numbers to everything, so it's hard to just... accept what's really going on. Ships hit as hard as they should've, in their prime. And it works both ways. It doesn't have much to do with gun caliber or armor thickness, just... if a ship was excellent in its day, it was excellent. If it was bad for its day, it's bad.” She sort of shrugs, a lifeless ripple of her small shoulders. “Some of us were just realizing our potential when the war started. And some of us had already realized all we were going to.”

She turns back to her work and says no more.
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Hey Naka, I know its only been several days but it feels like you dropped your idol of the fleet shindig. Don't you have concerts or at least practice to do?
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A queer, but familiar feeling comes over you; the warm, almost paternal desire to kick someones ass, but in a supportive and caring manner. For their own good. To quell it you turn back to your e-mail. Several automatic form e-mails, base-wide mailings. Something about a commander's call in the immediate future – meh, that's Goto's job, fuck it. One e-mail from intel – analysis of Abyssal traffic patterns and target selection ongoing, but struggling to beg classified intel out of allied nations. The Chinese are being especially cagey; no surprise there. And.. another e-mail from Mare Island?

“TO Ryan Settle, Rear Admiral, USN:

It is my pleasure to inform you that Navy Appropriations approved our bid for the restoration of DDG-76 approximately seven hours ago. Official papers have not yet been filed, but our long professional relationship with the US Navy has fostered reliable contacts – everything's set but the ink.

Strategic materiel such as high-tensile steel et al are obviously in short supply, but no other project holds as much importance in the hearts of our staff and shipwrights then the restoration of the warship “First to Fight” at LA. Work has already begun at our own cost.

We will keep you appraised as efforts progress.

John M. Baker
Contract Negotiations/Public Relations
Mare Island Dry Dock LLC”
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>>42319512
WOO HIGGINS IS COMMIN BACK BABY!
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“What's that?”

You nearly jump out of your seat – Naka just leaned against your back and dropped her chin onto your shoulder, like a cat too lazy to fight for space on the chair arm. “Dee Dee Gee?”

“Guided missile destroyer.”

“Oh. Which one?”

“My old ship.”

“Oh,” she says, leaning away from you. “Dry dock? Are they fixing her?”

“You know about mummification, right?”

“Duh. Everything Egypt was big in the twenties. What does that have to...” realization dawns. “Oh.”

“Yeah. Make her look pretty on the outside while someone else rips out every complex system and bit of electronics. Other ships need fixing, and she's not using her equipment.” You sigh. “At least she'll have a good museum berth, though. She earned it.”

“Hey, maybe she'll come back for you,” Naka croons, leaning a cheek on her hand and trying to cross her legs in a flirty fashion – a bit spoiled by catching her toe in the space between your chair and chair-back and getting it stuck there for a few seconds. “Think she'd have a bHIC-g rack?” She giggles.

“Dunno. They've refitted and re-refitted most of the older Burke's so many times, who knows what she'd have?”
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>>42319512
YES
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>>42319486
>A few days after she arrived Fubuki found a picture of her own dead wreck in ironbottom sound and puked her guts out for an hour. It's not like the metal vanishes when we appear.”
Awww. Though good to know
>>42319512
>meh, that's Goto's job, fuck it
Somebody remember this for when planefag fucks us with it later

>Restoring Higgins
;_;7
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>>42319511
We're still at war, you know. And I got wounded. Real idols (well, you know what I mean) take months off because they got a cold or something.

...But I've got one coming up, actually. A concert, that is. Yokosuka grounds, I think, unless they moved it again. Big fundraising/public awareness deal.
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>>42319486
But you are making history now, so things can get better...are getting better...right?
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>>42319512

If we see this man we need to buy him and his coworkers a goddamn beer.
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>>42319410
why
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>>42319512
>Higgins being rebuilt
>at cost to the dockyard company
Damn thems some feels.
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“Well,” Naka says, her eyes brightening a bit. “I think summoned ones come back as-built and ones that come back on their own...” she makes a wiggly motion with her hand, “come back because they remember something, yeah, and that effects what they have...”

“Have you noticed a pattern?”

She nods. “Like the cruisers-”

“You've thought about this a lot, haven't you?”

“Well, yeah, I-” her expression slowly falls as she catches your look, and she sighs. “I just got homework, didn't I.”

You grin.

“I'll have a report on your desk by Tuesdaaaay,” she wails, slumping over the desk. You pat her on the back consolingly.

At some point, you were literally sent home – you think it was Goto, but you can't be sure. You can't even remember if you saw him, or he just called you, or if you simply hallucinated his presence. All you remember is the dogfish giving you a dirty look from his bowl, his new water-mixer-fish-bubbler thing burbling away happily till you drop some fish food in for him, and then a long, long lecture from him as you toss and turn, trying to sleep. Except it's in Russian, for some reason, except for when it's not.
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>>42319556

I've already got a great perch picked out, if it makes you feel fucking better. with .300 win mag ain't no one gonna get close.
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“I would have liked to see Montana,” he opines.

“Fuck you, it's nothing but flat and cows.”

“Montana has mountains dude, I looked it up.”

“On Wikipedia?”

“I pirated Encarta. That movie was made in 1990, shitdick.”

“How does a fish internet?”

“I can whistle 1200 baud.”

“I don't believe you.”

“EEEEHHHHOOOOOOOOOEEAAAAAHHHH-”

You snap awake with an awful high-pitched sound echoing in your skull. You pry your eyes awake to find a Noisemaker lying on your apartment floor – a small spherical object ejected by submarines as an active sonar jammer. It has some very official designation you never bothered to learn because you're not a fucking bubblehead. The sound in the open air is enough to damage your hearing if left exposed to it for too long. You flop out of bed, seize it in your hand and hurl it out the window, which someone jimmied open. It lands in a passing open-topped jeep; the ensign driving abandons ship with a hasty dive into the ditch as the jeep putters nose-first into the hedges.

Hate.

Of course it was fucking Hate. Still working off his hateboner with you, after all. Son of a bitch.

It's your eight day at Yokosuka, and a nice sunny Saturday morning. The base is your oyster. Maybe the really big kind that clamp down on diver's ankles drown them.


>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
>other?
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>>42319602
>.300 win mag
>not glorious .338 Lapua Mag
Do you WANT to put a big fucking hole in them or nah?
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>>42319602
So hate. DDG-76 comes back as shipgirl, and you find a little faerie of Katie. What do?
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>>42319620
>>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
FUCCKKKKKKK YEAH!!!!
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319620
>>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
Shoukaku will have coffee. And retribution requires careful planning.
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>>42319620
>I can whistle at 1200 baud
Kek
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all
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>>42319642
Don't say shit like that. That's fucked up as fuck, dude.
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>>42319620
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319436
>>42319469

That is...fuck me raw, that scale is amazing.
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>>42319620
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
fuck waifu, fuck hate

COFFEE FOR THE COFFEE GOD!
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>>42319642
>So hate. DDG-76 comes back as shipgirl, and you find a little faerie of Katie. What do?

what kind of actual asshole posts this kind of question and expects anything short of a dead rat in their mailbox
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319620
>>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
The World's Neediest Marine can keep playing his passive-aggressive waiting game.
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>>42319620
>>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319642
It's fuck nuggets like you that give us anons a bad rep.
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
GET HIM RECRUIT DESDIV6 TO MAKE IT ADORABLE
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>other?
Pour dogfish some coffee.
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>>42319649
Mate they take a half hour to complete tops.
They aren't even that difficult when it comes to shmups.

The appeal is in the visuals and the music. ZUN knows how make impressive moments and tie them into the gameplay.
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>>42319682
Just where do you thing you are?
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NO WAIFUS
NO DAUGHTERS
HOPE SAILS ALONE
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319725
Too late, the only way Shoukaku was going to lose was if Arizona was one of the other options.

Anti-waifufags are always less plentiful than waifufags.
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>>42319682
The kind that enjoys watching people squirm.

>>42319676
All I'm saying man is have a backup plan.
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>>42319725
>NO WAIFUS
>NO DAUGHTERS
I like the way you think.

Oh Hamp...
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>>42319620
>Call up the cafeteria, tell them to redirect Lieutenant Hate to the officer's mess if he shows up
>then whistle jauntily as we go find Shoukaku to share a morning repast with
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319682
Hate is a cat?
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My body is ready
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>>42319436
Impressive.
Now that's a good shot.
Credits the fuccuboi who took it.
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>>42319620
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
IT"S TIME MOTHERFUCKERS!
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>>42319486
>Those intel geeks jobs are to put numbers to everything, so it's hard to just... accept what's really going on. Ships hit as hard as they should've, in their prime. And it works both ways. It doesn't have much to do with gun caliber or armor thickness, just... if a ship was excellent in its day, it was excellent. If it was bad for its day, it's bad.”

Does that mean Tenryuu and Tatsuya aren't as bad as they're among the older ships (I think nearly as old as Kongou)

>>42319548
>“Think she'd have a bHIC-g rack?

Too bad Naka that it flew over his head.

>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.

IvebeenwaitingforthisP3.jpg
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319620
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319739

Nah, you're just a shitbag.
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>>42319620
>other
Feed the fish, get some coffee, then find work for Hate to do. An unending flow of paperwork and physical drudgery that will bury him and get him out of our way.
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So planefag. Why did you pick Shoukaku as a waifu option? Is her superior sister not around?
You know, the cute one.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>Call someone to have Hate's shit moved into officer quarters
>Then go find Shoukaku
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>>42319751
>when you want to work he wants to play
>when you want to play he wants to work
>often sniffs his food and/or new weapons and then walks away with his nose held high in disdain
>easily entertained by moving objects and will watch birds, prey, or arabs fucking donkeys for hours on end for lack of something better to do
>always asleep, everywhere, on anything, anywhere
>until they go tearing through the house at sanic at 3AM in a burst of murderlust
>never happy with anything
>default look: "see if I give a fuck"
>until you look away then it's "PAY ATTENTION TO ME JOINT CHIEFS"

.... hmmm.
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>>42319797

We gave her our cane to beat Kaga with in one of the earlier threads.
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>>42319436
That looks like ovaries and a uterus in thumbnail
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>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>the ensign driving abandons ship
this goddamn ensign, we need to name the poor fucker

>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319797
Isn't Zuikaku the one we gave our cane to? You know, so she could break it on Kaga's bitchy face?
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.

Lets see if Zuikaku is with her, we really need to get our meeting out of the way.
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>>42319797
>twintailed tsundere as primary love interest

This isn’t a fucking anime.
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319797
>Zuikaku
>Cute

I'm sorry sir, but you appear to have come down with an advanced case of shit taste. We're doing all we can, but the prognosis is dire.
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>>42319797
Why would we want a turkey over a crane?
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.

Hmm.

Even the Unbound are intrigued by the ship girls' functioning and logistics.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.

>>42319838
thank god
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>>42319682
There are still reservoirs of the Plague in the Rocky Mountains.

Just, y'know. In case you were wondering.
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>>42319797

I didn't pick nobody, it was all anon suggestions. they landed on that shoukaku date like woah. zuikaku just isn't as forward y'know

anyhow vote called writing woo
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>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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I've been neglecting Sammy as of late, time to fix that!
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
He dun goofed now.
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>>42319870
hng
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>>42319797
Turkey a shit.
>>42319815
Yeah, Hate is a cat.
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>>42319642
That is beyond uncool dude.
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>>42319870
jesus christ this is amazing
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>>42319864
There are reservoirs of the Bubonic Plague on every continent.

It is a very well travelled bacteria, the Yersinia Pestis.
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>>42319870
Cute
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>>42319866

when I fucking press enter it means I do inded want to use that form autofill you fucking a;lsdfjasdlkja;ewljd;slfkjasd;lj
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
Why aren't more people voting for the one true waifu?
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>>42319870
...you gave her sugar.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT
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>>42319797
Sorry not waifu material, even if I tend to like tsuns.

Captcha sunflower seeds are not peanuts.
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>>42319620
>“I would have liked to see Montana,” he opines.
>“Fuck you, it's nothing but flat and cows.”
>“Montana has mountains dude, I looked it up.”
>“On Wikipedia?”
>“I pirated Encarta. That movie was made in 1990, shitdick.”
>“How does a fish internet?”
>“I can whistle 1200 baud.”
>“I don't believe you.”
>“EEEEHHHHOOOOOOOOOEEAAAAAHHHH-”


GODDAMIT PLANEFAG
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319870
The sugar high she's gonna get from that. I feel sorry for Hate.
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>>42319847
Honestly, because the crane is boring.
I would take almost anyone over boring ladylike carrier.... Hmm. Any tomboy ships? (Of acceptable age)
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>>42319870
dawwww
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>>42319620
>>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42319870
Adorable
>>42319866
>If I remember correctly I was the one who wrote-in to stop and talk to her like a normal fucking person
I never asked for this god dammit
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>>42319870
Nice.
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>>42319620
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319870
And fucking saved. Thank you based pixel.
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WAIT. I HAVE A PLAN.

feed shipgirls food

then, extract the MAGICAL BULLSHIT ARMAMENTS AND METAL

repeat process until you have turned normal shipments of food into vast quantities of expernsive military materials

im sure this can't go rong
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>>42319870

My eyebrows reached my hairline when I saw that.
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>>42319815

Obviously, we must now tell Iowa of this revelation and watch with shit-eating grins when she attempts to put cat ears and a tail on Hate

Meanwhile all of her sisters egg her on and attempt to hold down Hate
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>>42319620
>>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319620
>>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
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>>42319870

She's a cute little shit when she's not trying to drive you fucking insane or gnaw your fucking extremities off.
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>>42319835
Ensign Noah P. Marshane.
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>>42319924
>milking shipsluts
This can't possibly go LEWD.
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>>42319934
And Sammy records it.
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>>42319870
Does she like buko-pandan ice cream?
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>>42319934
>New Jersey

I just imagined this gorgeous blonde and then she opens her mouth and goes

"DIG YOU MUDDAFUGGA"
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>>42319620
>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>>42319797
It was a mix of Shoukaku asking for teh date, her maintaing the momentium and how well she wears various outfits.

Zui in contrast didn't make a ream move and being a rather skinny twintail tsundere would hae gotten some people to recoil. That and the tsunfags would have gone for Kaga assuming her cold manner to be tsundere (much like Minna)

That being said this quest brought Shoukaku to my attention and had me liking her.
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So, something about an amorous Submarine?

Eh, nothing I can't handle.
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>>42319870
Oh, I would pat her hand fondly.

... If I had hands.

>>42319947
Indeed, Lieutenant.

>>42319962
Hilarious.
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>>42319870

WHO GAVE HER ICE CREAM?!

It's not coffee-flavored, is it?
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>>42319620
>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.

And

>other?

Find out how Naka got into the liquor cabinet and find out whose ass needs grilling.
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
Begun, the prank wars have.
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>>42319976
Her head, rather.
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>>42319975
You're a heavy cruiser, Hamp.

Your ASW options are kind of lacking.
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>>42319620
>No. No, no, no. Hate must think you're a total pussy. It's time to remind him that you're no chairfarce clown, no sir. This takes priority.
Mother fucker....
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>>42319962
I wonder what accent would Salt Lake have? i had never been there so i wouldn't know.
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>>42319905
There's boygami.(Mogami) but not really any others that come to mind
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>>42319978
That's mashed potatoes. Clearly.
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>>42319947

Isn't it on you to make sure she doesn't get bored and drives people insane with Marine Shenanigans, Hate?
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsNaR6FRuO0 just gonna leave this here.
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>>42319870
thanks based pixel
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>>42319905
We've been told Goto is an option.
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>>42319978
Didn't you know?
Sammy B has her own ice cream machine
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>>42320016

What the hell kinda mashed potatoes are brown?
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>>42319975
Hamp, I need you to whistle playfully in Hornet's direction and record the response she makes.

For science, you see.
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>>42320029
trapped in a bad bromance
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>>42320029
We're not that kind of rear admiral.
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>>42319924
The reports that Settle read already said that this can't work because of the time that it takes for that food to be converted into munitions.
At least try to come up with something that isn't already contradicted in the very same thread you're posting in.
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>>42320049
the ones with gravy?
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>>42320022

Officially? fucking no. She's settle's problem.

Unofficially? the little shit's cute, so I let her hang the fuck around.
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>>42319620
>>Go see if Shoukaku will have breakfast with you someplace private. She's nice to talk too and you need someone to talk to who isn't Goto... or Naka... or Hate... or a fucking lunatic in general, which kind of leaves Shoukaku. Arizona doesn't really talk, after all.
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>>42320029
>>42320057
Gay route is best route.
Obtain Bro-harem of Goto, Hate, and Harder
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>>42320029
Nono, we need to save Goto for Yamato.
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>>42319620
write up orders for Lt. Hate to permanently oversee and lead some kind of noncombat unit stationed at Yokosuka.

YOU WANT GLORIOUS DEATH IN BATTLE LIEUTENANT? NO, FUCK YOU!
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>>42320067
checkmate potatothiests
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>>42319975
More like Rapey Submarine.

Remember. Hornet has ASW aircraft for just this occasion
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>>42319838
>This isn’t a fucking anime.
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>>42319673

>I can whistle at 1200 baud

But what is the reference?
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>>42320080
Yamato's taken.
She's been seduced by the American marine.
Now she'll have enough resources to deploy, but it'll be under the US flag.
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>>42320093
>>42319838
>This isn’t a fucking anime.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2WxPZ1wdFNI
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>>42320029
No, Goto has his fleet and we have ours.
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>>42319905
Give it up, the two main choices would be Arizona and Shoukaku.

You'd be one of those fuckers who'd unironically go for Kaga.

>>42320080
Nah, Goto and Kongou seems more of a thing, and Yamato seems to be hitting it off more with Hate.
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>>42319784
>>“Think she'd have a bHIC-g rack?
>Too bad Naka that it flew over his head.

Wait what?
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>>42319620
>other
Be a responsible human bean and dump all of our problems into a bottle.
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>>42319962
Seems like she could use something in her mouth.
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>>42320029
Unfortunately I believe Settle is straight, even if I am not.
>>42320009
Not terribly fond of Mogami.
Ryuujou is cute, in a dorky way, what with the hat. A bit young looking though. Taller maybe?
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>>42320104
...you never had dial-up internet in the 90s did you.
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>>42320104

fuck I feel old now thanks
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>>42320106
Yamato x Hate x Iowa doujins where?
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>>42320123
She was asking about Shipgirl!Higgin's boobs.
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>>42320106
>Yamato deploying under Americans
>alternatively, Yamato "deploying" under Americans

Either way, the resulting apoplectic strokes should take care of Japan's ultra-nationalist problem.
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>>42320082

The man is fucking awaited in Walhalla--if he doesn't charge headlong into a fight, the fight's gonna come to him.

He's gonna ride out in a blaze of shining, chrome fury whether we like it or not.
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>>42320131
Yeah, she's about the boyish you get with ship sloots, considering the market.
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>>42320122
No, Kongou and Arizona should shack up. Balance each other out a bit.
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>>42319620
>>All that shit can wait till after breakfast, god dammit. You need coffee before you kill someone.
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>People in the previous thread comparing planefag to deculture

whoa now lets not go that far. planefag hasn't been roasted by his own characters yet.

Who ever is running that twitter account has been on a rampage as of late.
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>>42319999

Eh, what's the worst she can do? I mean, we're allies now, right?
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>>42320122
Yes, I would go for Kaga. Because she is not Shoukaku.
I honestly want Arizona to be pure sister for all time. Never gonna happen, but I can dream. Mostly because some of her mannerisms remind me of my sister.
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>>42320067

>not having them with butter

You disgust me.
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>>42320063
What if the liberty ships and the other merchant marine shipsluts come back? Sure it takes a long time for a shipslut to generate supplies, but you could send them across the ocean and by the time they get to the other side they could offload a surplus of useful supplies. The catch is that they would only be able to create cargo they used to carry in real life.

What would a Liberty Shipslut even look like? Most would have the tonnage of a cruiser.
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>>42320177
>Not Arizona breaking Kaga in bed
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"A big HELLO to sunny California, United States of America as we take our next postcard.

'Come back soon, dear. Waiting for you. Ms. H.'

Now isn't that sweet. This one's for you, Ms. H!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PPJZTRqQ1Xw
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>>42320196
>not having them with both

you know how I know you aren't american?
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>>42320190
That's one smug corgi. So much for shore leave...
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>>42320082
>orders for Lt. Hate to permanently oversee and lead some kind of noncombat unit
Nah. I want to give him the suicidal charge he wants. And to make sure that it goes down in the annals of military history.

As one of the worst fuckups ever made by a lieutenant, so that Hate's name becomes synonymous with Pickett, Custer, and Burnside.
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>>42320157
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>>42319905

>calling Miss Erotica boring

... Of course you'd like tom'boys'.
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>>42320223

i fucking what
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>>42320201
a little girl with a big backpack
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>>42320190
Shippeople are weird. Women are weird.
Iku is going to do some unexplainable weird horrible shit to you and it's also going to piss off Hornet for weird unexplainable reasons. Trust us on this.
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>>42320206
Why not both?
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>>42320139
>>42320153
Oh that.

I bet you have not tried to find spare AOL CDs for the free trial every 6 month.
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>Shoukaku
shit and unhealthy
>Arizona
unhealthy and shit
>Goto
unhealthy and gay
>Naka
unhealthy and too late
>Higgins
too late and practically incest

remove waifu
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>>42320190
What's the worst she can do? Rape you.

Seriously, just hide behind one of the destroyers (the full sized ones)
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>>42320188

fucking A man fucking A
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>>42320201

Big, sweet girls with lots of carrying capacity. Kinda Stepford Wifish since they were all cookie-cutter pressed out in a matter of months. Curvy.

Same goes for the Victory-class girls, except they'd maybe be a bit bigger.
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Well then. Hello everyone!
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Am I the only one who really wants a third front to open up in the Waifu Wars if/when Higgins comes back? I just want to watch the sparks fly.
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>>42320165
How is that surprising though?
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>>42320231
Caught red-handed!


>>42320215
Ooh, that's some nice beats there chief!
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>>42320248
So SettlexHamp?
I'd be down for that with a little Hornet action on the side.
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>>42319797
For two reasons: One, Shoukaku asked us out first.

Two: Zuikaku insulted Hornet and called her a useless gaijin pig. So, she's permanently assigned to the bitch column. Hopefully she gets sunk in the future.
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>>42320231
Hey, it was going to be Shoukaku and Kongou, but then you told me to make it Yamato, so I had to find a ship to take Kongou's place.
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>>42320215
>'someone' plays "Sink the Bismarck" over the speakers at the britbong base
>Bismarck isn't sure whether to be flattered at being remembered or insulted
>Hood just sporting shit-eating grin while their admiral resigns himself to whatever fate befalls him
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>>42320188
that person reads this thread and likes to compare Shoukaku to keine

>>42320192
Even though her personality is easily summed up as "Stuck up Nippon Strong" with a flat face? I think if she won a few people would drop the quest.

As for the Arizona thing? Odds are she will end up in a sister role just because she doesn't really do anything to establish herself as a love interest unlike Shoukaku (her sheer assertiveness made her stand out)

>>42320190
She's going to stick soemthing of yours into somethign of hers.... and we have no idea how many other things been in it.

>>42320248
Draft, knock off the anti-waifuing.

>>42320275
I was referring to the fact Settle didn't grasp her meaning, and assumed she was talking about the actual ship.
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>>42320252
Or a Sammy B.

But carriers are still one's best defense against subs.
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I just got here so don't think I'm an anon in disguise. Yes I have read previous threads before. And to show prove: threadly reminder that the stack was fat
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>>42320248
Batlead x Akagi
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>>42320304
Gonna tell you now, you might want to consider not namefagging, some of the other people here don't really care for that, and I really don't think we need a shitstorm this early in the thread.
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>>42320307
Batlead x Akagi x ZERO FAIRY
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>>42320304
Literally who?
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>>42320248
no waifu's
no daughter's
hope rides alone
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Oh sorry, I just put my name on stuff, well... Just consider me an anon!
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>>42320335
OT3 all others can go home.
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>>42320307
Well, Batlead certainly made a great step by being the first Human pilot to land on the awakened Akagi.

He then flirted clumsily with her in a morphine haze, but I don't think it hurt his chances.
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>>42320343
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>>42320276
Better than being caught mayo-handed.
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>>42320343
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>>42320342
Your hope's the only one riding alone.
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>>42320297
>Belgrano comes back
>As a 'Tribute', the British Falklands base sends them a music video of shipgirls playing "Back in control" by Sabaton.
>Britain-Argentina relations get worse from there.
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>>42320301
>Stop not liking what I like

>>42320307
Absolutely acceptable
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>>42320376
>get worse

Well I guess there's always war.
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>>42320297
>Hood takes the "Because the Mighty Hood went down" as an innuendo
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>>42320304
who the fuck are you?
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>>42320377

HampxHornet?
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>>42320376
Belgrano? Why would we need a puny CL? If you're gonna bring back an Argentinian ship get me the "25 de Mayo", nice carrier...
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>>42320120
Smartass.
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>>42320304
Stop namefagging. You are not a special snowflake (even if some of the other namefags here think they are).
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>>42320304
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>>42320376
That reminds me, we still need to treat the ladies of the Kido Butai to "Midway".
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>>42320376

Wouldn't she suffer an identity crisis? I mean, she was originally the USS Phoenix, after all.
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Well I CAN write kancolle quests, I had a go with my friends once. Basically it was about if american Montana class battleships entered the world of kancolle and it ended up as Europe and Asia getting nuked by human sub's that teamed with all the kanmusu's (not the american ones in here) due to the abyssal telling the world to get rid of the shopgirls/boys or face "prompt and utter destruction" aaand, yeah. I MIGHT participate. Depending on your guys opinion and the mighty planefags approval and character suggestions
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Reminder that the biggest Canadian ship in WW II was a light cruiser. That voted to not invade Japan.
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>>42320301
>>42320259
>>42320188

>Go search that twitter account
>Find these

Fuckin 'a this guy is spitting fire.
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>>42320411
I aim to defuse tensions pal.
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>>42320391
Nope, just British and Argintinian ship-girls beating the shit out of each other.

Be careful, some of the British cruisers are pioneers in weaponising chairs.
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>>42320407
We'll see.
An Admiral should be concerned with how well the ships under his command are performing together- not where his flag is currently planted, so to speak
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>>42320416

Is it bad that I want to mail them copies of Shattered Sword?
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>>42320400
A man without history.

>>42320407
We'll see if it develops in that way, but we have great hopes for them.

>>42320412
I never thought I was special, I just like reminding planefag that some of his followers are long time ones.
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>>42320425
man you just confused the fuck outta me
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>>42320425
>who are you replying to
Stop posting and lurk more.
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>>42320424
Ro-500 is a cautionary example of what would happen next
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>>42320301
>>42320259
>>42320188
>>42320432

Forgot screencap
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But I am sorry either way
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>>42320433
The new metal gear sure has gotten weird
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>>42320425
Namefag, go home, you're drunk.
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>>42320424
Same with pretty much EVERY major Argentine ship.
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>>42320444
Yes, you monster.
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Alright I am now anon.
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>>42320463
Who are you, how can I make you fuck off, and is this actually bait.
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>>42320425
god, being able to auto-hide posts is so useful
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>>42320465
At least it didn't have slugs as metal gear units.
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>>42320483
Good, thank you.
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>>42320446
You are a special snowflake though since you deigned to put on a name. Just Saiyan. Not an annoying one such as ND though.
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plus I'm new to being in an active thread so don't blame me for that type of stuff
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>>42320459

holy

FUCK

I hope he does me next
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Hello anon's is it time?
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>>42320512
Sit down, shut up, and lurk more.
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>>42320463
STOP POSTING AND LURK THE FUCK MORE NEWFAG
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>>42320456
Ro-500 is what I think of what would happen to Merlin in Strikers 89 if the Reds got her.
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Wait, why do people thing Zuikaku's tsundere?
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>>42320512
Anon, just relax and calm down. You can be excited, but don't go overboard either. There are sharks in the ocean.
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>>42320510
I endeavour not to be, even if I miss my step sometimes.
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>>42320517
Planefag that's lewd~
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We need a drawfag to art Sammy leaning against Kaga.

Holy fuck Captcha knows I'm eating popcorn!
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>>42320531
Much obliged.
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>>42320459
>How many people that read the write-ups does it take
>both of them
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>>42320525
If that happened then Russia would cease to exist.

Not because Frank would kill them, but because Konnie would purely because she thought that would be what Frank would want.
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>>42320542
I've got that lined up, no worries.
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>>42320525
Um what's so bad about that? Wasn't she that one German sub that ended up in Japan? And thus actually survived the war?
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>>42320512
>I'm new
This is why you lurk to get a feel for the community. Someone get this hothead out of here before he reveals our master plan.
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>>42320526
Because she is.
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>>42320525

What do you mean 'if'.


Oh. haha. Uh, I'm kidding. IGNORE ME.
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I'm positive now that this shit is bait.
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>>42320425
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Wait how did that happen. How did my name change without me doing anything
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>>42320517
IN THE BUTT
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>>42320584
IGNORED
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>>42320578
In kantai collection, that remodel is shown as rather... drastic. It's kind of concerning for a girl that's also a ship
>>42320584
>Ghosts takes on decu's mannerisms in the SB thread
>Is stricken with decu's inability to run a thread
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>>42320512
Trust me, leave while you still can, I would but it is too late for me.

When I was new someone told me this and I didn't listen, just like you will not.Oh dear god why didn't I listen.
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>>42320578
In KanColle, something happened in her transition from U-511 to Ro-500.

Something terrible.
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>>42320584
Ghost, you KNOW that the repercussions of that would erase EVERY type of slav from existence?
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>>42320512
LURK MOAR
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>>42320584
Diva if you want those MMDs of Musashi dancing 'til she's naked then don't do it.
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>>42320612
Nah, based on what I've learned about you guys in previous threads, I am prepared for the hellstorm.
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>>42320578
Iku got her.

That poor fucking Kraut.
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>>42320578
This is what they did to her.
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>>42320637
Maybe.
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>>42320643
I guess it's an actual case of frankfurter sushi eh?
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>>42320578
She went from this

to this
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>>42320517
ASK AN YE SHALL RECEIVE
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>>42320562
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>>42320459
Holy shit that was fast.
I'm way behind on MGNQ when does this Heather Crunch girl show up?
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>>42320650
AHHHHHHH
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>>42320650
>>42320578
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>>42320607

To be fair, here, and this is the last I'll be shitting up deme's thread, it's almost entirely down to school. Since I actually have to be up at 04-05 if i want morning chow and a shower and time to shave and shit, I can't run as late as I want, and on Tuesday I don't usually get home till 1730 or so. That plus homework and extra time put in in the lab means I just don't have the time to dedicate to the quest the way I'd like.

But that's all I've got in my defense. Last week was a one-off thing, I hope, and we can hopefully run regularly on the weekends. Either way, I'm sorry about missing last Sunday!
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>>42320675
In one of the write-ups I think.
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>>42320672
>pls bully the planefag
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>>42320666
>>42320650
Oh, they turned her from reasonable into slutty. Why am I not surprised.
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>>42320637
>He thinks he is prepared.

I am SO sorry.
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KANMASU SON.
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>>42320637
>Ready
your never ready anon never
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Also, what are we doing at thus current minute in time? Waiting for planefag to post? Q&A? etc.?
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>>42320721
Friend, I think you should stop posting.
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>>42320675
Literally never, if I remember correctly. Write-ups (haw) only

>>42320692
Oh yeah I'm not shitting on you for not being able to run, I'm just having a laugh at the coincidence of bad circumstance
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>>42320675
Never.

Probably.
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>>42320675
She hasn't shown up yet.
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>>42320721
Shitposting, mostly.
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PLANEFAG WILL SHOUKAKU EVER GET THE CATAPULT
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>>42320721

I think he's supposed to be writing but has gotten distracted soliciting twitter burns.

On which note GET BACK TO WRITING, FAGGOT.
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WHO IS USING MY ACIDENTAL NAME?!!?!?!?!? I AM MINDFUCKED!!
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Dragonar fairies when
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__qOm2rhu8Y
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>>42320756
Me. I hacked your 4chan account and now I can use your name.
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>>42320721
>votes called, writing
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Alright I'm done. Good night everyone
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>>42320756
You brought this on yourself faggot.
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Threadly reminder to feed your submarines!
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>>42320301
Meh, i like Settles interaction with Arizona more then Shoukaku, and she looks like too much like Keine for my liking.
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>>42320756
The end times my friend.

Post your social security and we might has a deal.
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>>42320707
more like unique to generic.

>>42320721
waiting for Shoukaku time, raging at Ro-500 (again)
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>>42320795
PFFFFFFFT HAHAHA!!!!! you do know I don't use credit cards, correct?
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>>42320742
>>42320741
>>42320740
>>42320698

Literally what? Why? Who'd ignore such a good character?
She's cute and entertaining too.
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>>42320795
You need a gold account for that. Post your credit card number in the Name field to get one. Don't worry, it XXX's it out.
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>>42320811
Is you one of them free inhabitants?
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This is starting to sound like that red haired german chick again.....from SW89.
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>>42320826
Nope. I just live a life.
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OK seriously this has gone on long enough. Stop playing with the kid, he'll pass his underage b& smell to you.
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Original name, do not steal.
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>>42320836
Not really. An Admiral needs a fleet m8. And a fleet requires a flagship.
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>>42320794
You must be grasping pretty hard if you think Shoukaku really looks like Keine. No Bicolored hair, no teacher, and no blue dress that seems overfilled.

>>42320836
Which parts? People often bring that up due to how disive the push for her was.
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>>42320824
Oh sweet, cool!
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>>42320860
Wow, just...wow.
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Get me comms on the line and tell em to radio planefag HQ on the double! We're being shot all to hell here!
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>>42320863
and a black widow pilot needs his black widow.

Here's the thing though Battleships and Carriers were used as flag ships in the navy. So which is it?
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>>42320872
Hey, what gives? It's not showing as X for me...
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>>42320860
what is this, your 3rd thread?
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>>42320814
Because it's more fun to dangle canon status just out of her reach, yank it away when she jumps for it, and then kick her while she's down on the ground, crying.
Read her Ask.fm, it's great.
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>>42320752
>prototype deck catapult
Fuck E-6! All those suped-up Hellcats and Atlanta-class cruisers chew up your planes! And then they gave the boss a fucking Dyson as an escort! gg devs, I'm never getting Shoukaku Kai Ni.
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>>42320814
>She's cute
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>>42320870
I think it was that hat animation that kind of clinched it for me, and I remember a couple of arts that compared the two.
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>>42320891
I personally would use battlewagons
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>>42320814
Clashes with the setting? Obnoxious as hell? Incredibly impulsive? Overly dramatic? Would derail the entire plot just by showing up? Attention whore? Unwaifu-able? Deculture actually dislikes her for the above reasons?
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>>42320870
Mostly the push. I like Shoukaku to some extent but the few threads kind of pushed her hard and some complained.
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>>42320863
Flagships aren't really a commitment though.
Admirals changed their flag all the time
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>>42320225
>yfw Shoukaku eats like that during breakfast.
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HEY PLANEFAG
DUEL WITH PIXY WHEN
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mL1CNkRmHQI
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You crawl around the apartment till you find your smartphone. Studying the screen with bleary eyes, you manage to scroll through the long list of pre-programmed kanmusu names till you find Shoukaku. She picks up on the third ring.

“Hello, Admiral Settle,” she says warmly. “Can I help you?”

“Have breakfast with me.”

“... Admiral,” she says, her voice a little husky. “So sudden!?”

“Yeah. I'm hungry.”

She giggles. “Okay.”

After crawling through the shower and into some fresh clothes you meet Shoukaku at the shipgirl's housing, using the Jeep the hapless ensign so helpfully abandoned. You head south towards the row of commercial eateries adjacent to the massive PX complex on base; it's the best place to get chow worth a damn on base, and a nice, safe distance from the officer's mess where you've gotten embroiled in so many shipgirl rumors as of late. To your surprise, Shoukaku opts for Dunkin Donuts. After making your selections and paying, you both step outside to enjoy the good weather. The base is still waking up, and the sweltering heat of southern Japan's midsummer has yet to manifest.

“So, to what do I owe this honor?” Shoukaku teases you.

“The officer's mess is a hive of scuttlebutt and Marines,” you grouse.

“Ah. The Corporal.”

“The Lieutenant,” you remind her.
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>>42320912
They'll have to add at least one more, there's 2 turkeys.
Also, run Medium. Hard is bullshit and not worth it. If you have Maya K2 that's great because her CD cut-in cripples most carriers.
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>>42320814
>liking the obnoxious brat

To be fair she's a ton of fun to write and work with. Also she's fun to bully. Have to praise Attarou for how much fun he makes her segments.
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>>42320938
What is the criteria for a flag ship? Biggest ship in the fleet?
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Shoukaku watches you dip your donut in your coffee and eyeballs her own Styrofoam cup apprehensively. “If you don't mind telling me... what was all of that about, in there?”

You sigh. “It's a long story,” you tell her.”

She rests her chin in her hands and gives you a small smile. “I'm all yours.”

You blink a few times.

She winks.

“Hoookay, yeah, Hate,” you mutter. “Right, so-”

You give her the short version – what she's entitled to hear, just the outlines, none of the meat. ISIL. Ramadi. A field commission aided by someone who stuck his head up long enough to stop an RPG with his nose. And the timely intercession of a mutual Holy Nation who needed somewhere safe to stash him before the Corps found a weather station in bumfuck Alaska to station him.

“So... they just forgot about his promotion?”

“Hell no,” you tell her. “Enough people remembered, he could've spoke up, made it official. He just conveniently forgot to inform anyone. I mean, even if he had he would've been stuck on my ship anyways; it was his sanctuary, after all. But he would've been my acting Force Protection Officer, as a Lieutenant. By keeping his mouth shut he let my Weapons Officer keep that job and he got to ride the fast boats.”

“Oh. So he prefers the excitement of the front line?”
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>>42320940
Hoppou makes me happy in my soul.
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>>42320675

SEMPAI FUCKING NOTICED MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>42321001
>She rests her chin in her hands and gives you a small smile. “I'm all yours.”
LLLLEEEEWWWDDDDDDDD
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>>42320979
>Shokaku opted for Dunking Donuts

Someone was watching the admiral's movements everyday.
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>>42320979
>“... Admiral,” she says, her voice a little husky. “So sudden!?”

What was she expecting?
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>>42320996

That the Admiral is sitting in it is the only real requirement.

Granted, Admirals tend to try and pick the ship least likely to be heavily damaged/sunk in battle for obvious reasons, which means that they tend towards bigger and heavily-armed ones.
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>>42320988
That is on medium. It's still bullshit, because the final form bumps you up to hard's equivalent.
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>>42321024
Oh god.
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Anyone else interested in what the French battleship Richelieu would be like in kancolle?
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>>42320917
That's more an artist doing that to fuck with Planefag, aka a serious-ass case of comfirmation bias.

>>42320937
It might have been borderline as of late, though it's refreshing compared to girls who'd just sit and wait... and wait.

Not really comparable to Minna though, no half-cocked assumptions of tsundere. The closest SWQ equivent would be Lynette.

>>42321001
Shipgirl fact: they love Donuts.

>“I'm all yours."
In more ways than one I'd imagine.
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>>42321001
>She rests her chin in her hands and gives you a small smile. “I'm all yours.”
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“Yeah,” you say, polishing off another coffee-soaked donut. “He was also drawing second LT pay at the time too and he's a lazy fuck who tries to dodge as much goddamn work as possible. Anything that lets him go bang bang or drive things fast counts as play, to him.”

Shoukaku giggles. “Don't be like that. You like him.”

“Meh. When I got the Star I spent hours on the MILnet with my new clearance looking up things I'd always suspected but didn't have the clearance to confirm. His personnel file was one of 'em. I liked how cheeky he was at the time, but after that shit yesterday-” you mutter dark maledictions into your styrofoam cup as you wash down the donut with coffee.

“You know the destroyers have been talking about you two being lovers.”

You manage to avoid anything overtly dramatic, but some of the coffee returns to your cup through your nose. Shoukaku smiles innocently at you as you dab away with napkin – that SMARTS. “You say what, now.”

“Well, you two are always fighting, but you get along at just the right times, when it counts, and sometimes you two do this thing where you look at each other and just work in concert without saying a word, like you know each other's souls-”

“Those girls really need adult supervision,” you gripe.

She giggles. “I think their adult supervision is most of the problem.”

“... what.”

She turns her attention to another donut with a smile.

“Which destroyers?”

She shrugs innocently.

“NAMES, WOMAN.”

“... Desdiv 6-”

“Tenryuu,” you hiss, “Tenryuu, she, she's-”

“You didn't hear it from me~” Shoukaku giggles.

God help you, they're all nuts.
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>>42320912
>>42320988
You failures, E6 was not that difficult even on 甲 difficulty.

Hell i went back and farmed Kazagumo on 甲.
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>>42321046
probably a slut
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>>42321046
Very Forward.
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>>42321038
Some ships have dedicated flag bridges though, like Iowa
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>>42321038
So now admirals are based off destroyers if it is not a carrier task force?
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“Why was he so angry with you?” she asks. “If you've been together that long, doesn't he know you can't live with-”

“Damn you, woman!”

“-without your aaaarms around him~”
“He's expressed an opinion to me before that we won't make many strides against the abyssals until we capture one. And study it. He's bucked for me to get the ball rolling on that before we ever put wheels down in Japan.”

Shoukaku absorbs that, the levity leaving her face. “What do you think?”

“I think that the abyssals are monsters,” you say. “I don't need to cut them open to know what they are. They're evil. I knew it from the first moment I saw one, and I knew what to do with them.”

Shoukaku's pale cheeks are flushing slightly as she plays with the sleeve-hem of her usual outfit. “Wh-what you said on the phone-”

She breaks off when you rubberneck sharply; drawn by noise behind you. (You've been trying to do less of that lately; it's not working very well.) An entire gaggle of JSDF sailors, apparently on weekend shore liberty are walking out of the Dunkin Donuts en-masse, juggling coffee and donuts without aid of to-go bags. When they clear the door you espy a familiar, slender figure dressed in a short blue dress, standing in the middle of the now-empty restaurant as if dazzled by headlights.

>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321046
Not there because it ended the war as an Allied ship?
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>>42321009
Indeed.

>>42321024
WHELP.
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>>42321055
GO DESDIV 6! Go TENRYUU! SHIP IT
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>>42321055
Alright, lets find Albacore.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321069
>Very Forward.
More like Full Frontal, amirite?
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>>42321069
With the quadruple 15 inch guns, yup. I can't remember if she had turrets at the rear. Her design is like the Nelson battleships from england, but so far I font know
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>>42321049
some of the PSTD too if you really stretch it,

Also sure, I like that about Shoukaku too though I find some aspect of Arizona better.

With that said I think both need to get over their issues first.
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>>42321046
Way ahead of you Anon
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>>42321055
>Tenryuu shipping Settle/Hate
Ahahahawawa
We still need to spar with her one of these days
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>>42321046
I can answer that!
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321038

Criteria for US Admirals include:

>the only ship in the formation without radar, or failing that, the one with the worst radar
>the ship closest enough to reach before your oarsman get tired as they row away from your last flagship
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321055
>“Tenryuu,” you hiss, “Tenryuu, she, she's-”
>“You didn't hear it from me~” Shoukaku giggles.

I like her. She is leaking destroyer and cruiser gossips to us. She is our informant.
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>>42321105
She had her triple 6"secondary turrets on the aft wings.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.
Should I be scared?
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.

Settle confirmed for hyperactive chipmunk.
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>>42321046
Probably some hardcore French Foreign Legion looking guy
.>>42321067
French Ships are male.
>>42321069
Well yeah French!
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>>42321111
Hmm, I'd put up with the French Factor for her. Probably.
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>>42321056
hahaha fuck you
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>>42321087
>Yo over here we got doughnuts.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321087
WHo is blue girl?
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>>42321055
So Tenryuu is a fujoshi.
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>>42321087
>>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.

TENRYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
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>>42321136
>French Ships are male.
No, that's the Russians.
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
I assume this option is to call Shigure over.
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>>42321087
>won't make many strides against the abyssals until we capture one. And study it.

I see you Dr. Vhalen. Come over here.
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>>42321087
>>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
who this
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>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321071

Yeah, I'm just saying that should the admiral transfer over to another ship other than one :designed: to be a flagship, say if said dedicated flagship got rekt in combat, that new ship would technically now be the new flagship of the fleet.

Not that any ship is a flagship just because the admiral's feet on are it. The flagship is where the admiral puts his feet up and issues commands. A lifeboat is not a flagship unless the admiral pulls out a radio and starts barking orders to the exclusion of actually making way for a real ship.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.

Curious about this and don't want to disrupt the moment admittely.

>>42321091
UNF

>>42321107
Wrong Author then. they don't quite get better, just learn how to handle it differently (Minna wound up rather trollish)
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
AND
>"Meant every word."
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.

Now this is why I like interactions with Shoukaku. They play off of each other quite nicely.
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321087
>>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321055
>“Tenryuu,” you hiss, “Tenryuu, she, she's-”
She's not the only one Settle.
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>>42321087
>what the shit
>no, really, what the shit
>boggle at sailors fleeing a source of coffee this early in the morning
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>>42321087
DE-ASS THE SEAT AND RUN BEFORE SHOUKAKU GRAPS OUR HAND AND SUCKS OUT OUR TONSILS. SHIGURE IS A PLANT BY SHOUKAKU TO FUEL THE SCUTTLEBUTT
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>>42321087
>>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
damn it settle you always dissect the enemy do you even XCOM
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.


Wait for the opportune moment.
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>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321087
>>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.

This gonna be good. Bully the Battleship.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321158
I wonder why the russkies are the only major power with male boats.
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>>42321087
HEY TENRYUU

GUESS WHO JUST GOT REASSIGNED AWAY FROM DESDIV6.
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>>42321171
This Planefag!
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.

Knowledge is power.
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>>42320407

Hornet? Nah. She's a professional. Hell, don't think she'd know what to do with a guy.

Don't tell her I said that.
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>>42321090
The allies took her after the sea battle at Dakar
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321145
Limey detected
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>>42321125
Naka was already,
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>>42321137
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>>42321111
Why are imperial uniforms so sexy?
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
Slender and blue?

HOLY FUCK IT'S IOWA!
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.
Oh fuck'n hell.
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321111
I detect artwork!
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>>42320935
Decu likes her, hence all the reaction pics he made. He just likes bullying her more.
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>>42321121
So which scenario are you describing?
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>>42321170
I rather wait and observe how they handle it.
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>>42321087
>What is even happening here? Observe.

Wave her over if she seems to be having trouble.
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>>42321215
It's clearly the epaulets.
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>>42321169
>lifeboat is not a flagship unless the admiral pulls out a radio and starts barking orders to the exclusion of actually making way for a real ship.

Now I imagine a life boat loli being proud to be the flagship for a few min.
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>>42321087
>Shoukaku's pale cheeks are flushing slightly as she plays with the sleeve-hem of her usual outfit. “Wh-what you said on the phone-”

Planefag a shit for this >:(

>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321218
It's Shigure, the libertarian ship.
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321218
Does Settle even know what Iowa looks like?
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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votes called woot woot
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>>42321261
Damn Hood lookin fiine!
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>>42321234
Those faces were all commissions. All of them.
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
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>>42321087
>YO OVER HERE WE GOT DONUTS
Though wasn't the actual argument in the command center about Hate wanting to take an assault team to Iwo Jima to search for survivors, and Settle saying it was a stupid idea since any survivors would already have taken refuge in the bunkers?

Hate would have taken a human team with no weapons worth a damn onto an Abyssal base, when we can instead bomb it to hell and then send in a kanmusu task force for clean up/capture any live Abyssals.

I know that Hate wants to go out in a blaze of glory, but I can't see any reasonable officer agreeing to let an entire platoon of marines die for just one's gloryhounding.
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>>42321198
Poor Hornet.

Well it is good that our cruiser is denser than Natsume. Good defense.
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>>42321179

It’s probably Hibiki. She survived the war, remember? She's older and more mature than she looks.

Also, Tenryuu seems like more of a secret fan of bog-standard shoujo to me.

>>42321198

Oh please, like you'd know what to do with a woman.
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>>42321277

Which one was it? Seemed close
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>>42321261
>>42321282
>>42321277
Speaking of, will planefag canonize Zippo's britgirl writeups? You know, the one with five dead british shipgirls already?
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>>42321208
Naka does not leak the juicy parts.

And Naka does not scheme like Shokaku does.
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In the part where Fubuki yells to Yuudachi saying "hey!!" x2 I thought the translation was: "HOOOOONK" "HOOOOOONK" and I don't even want to imagine what a poi ship horn would sound like
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>>42321297
>Though wasn't the actual argument in the command center about Hate wanting to take an assault team to Iwo Jima to search for survivors, and Settle saying it was a stupid idea since any survivors would already have taken refuge in the bunkers?

clearly if they have talked about before Settle is aware of Hate's long-term goals there. rescuing survivors is a good excuse to do a boots on the ground sortie that would offer a live capture as a target of opportunity and Hate would know Settle knew that.

and settle refused him AGAIN
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>>42321320
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>>42321189
>I wonder why the russkies are the only major power with male boats.

Interestingly, the Italians tried to declare all their boats male shortly before WW2.

Given their naval performance, I'm going with nations which need competent navies have female boats. Russia doesn't.
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>>42321261
No, it is the war ribbons.

Dem war ribbons be bitching.
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>>42321175
>They play off of each other quite nicely.
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LOOK AT ALL THESE SHIPS NOT APPEARING IN THIS QUEST
dat heterochromia...hawawawa...
(Source: http://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2084097)
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>>42320996
>>42321038
They also try to find a ship with the best/largest radar/comms equipment, which also tends to be the larger (and newer) ships.

One of the (many) reasons Tarawa was such a bloodbath was that the bombardment ended early. The Navy had guesstimated the Marines would take about forty minutes to get from ship to beach, and had planned accordingly. But the landing craft took longer than expected because of the reef, and the comms equipment aboard the flagship, the aging battleship Maryland, had been knocked out by the shock from her own gunfire. Without comms, Admiral Hill had no way of directing the bombardment force to open fire again, leaving the Japanese 15-27 minutes of peaceful luxury to get in position and sight guns on the Marines.
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>>42321333
That's a good theory.

What does China think?
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>>42321316
When'd that happen?
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>>42321320
Like war crimes.
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>>42321317
Don't know what to say about the leaky part.

and please Naka schemes more then Shoukaku and it works.
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>>42321087
>>What is even happening here? Observe.
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>>42321323
To be fair, the resident Abyssal apparently ripped the staff of the JAXA base apart with her bare hands, then ate them.

That would imply a need for a bit more firepower than a squad of light infantry could provide.
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>>42321347

>dat heterochromia

Is muh waifu

Yes, I play Warship Sluts

No bully
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>>42321358
Zippo's posted in a couple of threads when the main thread was over. I forgot which threads tho, but they're pretty recent.

>>42321347
HER MAJESTY'S GLORIOUS NAVY, READY TO SERVE!
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>>42321369
Naka just drinks herself silly now.

Unless she is actually planning on pulling admiral's heart strings with this.
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>>42321323
and that makes more sense.

Also makes me mad at him more.
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>>42321020

PLANEFAG STATUS:
[ ] NOT REKT
[X] REKT
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>>42321323
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>>42321347
Who is the one in red and the redhead next to her? They look top-tier.
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>>42321310
>Tenryuu seems like more of a secret fan of bog-standard shoujo to me.
That's true, she keeps them scattered and hidden all over her dorm. She thinks I don't know about them.
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So World of Warship - Worth it?
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>>42321390

Amazing.
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>>42321404
Yes.
Murmansk is love, Murmansk is life.
Atlanta is hilarious fun, too.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=67vxOXan8YQ
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>>42321390
>planefag's face when
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>>42321397
Wait, derp. The first one is Prince of Wales isn't it?
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>>42320215

"From the orchards of California to the rivers of Leningrad, we go now to our international selection!

Aurora from Saint Petersburg writes,

'The more things change, the more things stay the same.'

Isn't that the truth, Ms. Aurora."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YE2XXQ1Fbkw
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>>42321316
Assuming he doesn't change his mind.

>>42321358
linked a pastebin late on the last thread.

>>42321369
She schemes as part of her secetary ship job.
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>>42321384
oooh, we're talking about waifuing instead of usefulness. Okay then.
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>>42321376
YAY! We claim yet another for our glorious PHAT STACKS

seriously though Lex according to their data is one of the most waifued ships. Around 500,000+ if I remember right.
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>>42321396

for the first time in my life I understand masochists
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>>42321404
OF BALANSE))))))
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>>42321316
SHIT HE'S STARTED?!

FUCK I NEED TO HURRY THE HELL UP!
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>>42321390
ohhh, gonna need to put some cold water on that burn.
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>>42321439
...So, only now do you understand yourself? That's deep.
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>>42321397
https://yande.re/post/show/326833 here, this one has them identified.
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>>42321451
I woudln't worry too much as he might redo it after some advice.
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China is deeply fucked by the Abyssals, you know. Between the Yangtze and the assorted canals, ocean-going ships can reach most of the major inland cities.
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>>42321384
Naka has been dealing with being inadequate objectively as a ship for over a year. She's been dealing with the stress of being an idol for somewhere as long. She's still in pain from her injuries. She's been having to deal with Harder and now Sendai, even if the former turned out to go really nicely. She's now having to deal with Settle's paperwork and the work entailed in a massive fucking carrier battle.
Poor girl's swamped
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I was a young anon browsing /tg/. I was still a lurker when we were raided by QMs: Offboard QMs. Torn from my Warhammer threads I was made to browse their quests.

With each new quest, my QMs changed, along with the memes they made me post. With each change, I changed too. My waifu, tastes, sleep patterns... quests... can kill.
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>>42321323
>good excuse to do a boots on the ground sortie that would offer a live capture as a target of opportunity
He would still need kanmusu to try to take an Abyssal alive; he doesn't have any Stun Prods or Arc Throwers, after all.

Also, taking an Abyssal shipgirl is probably easier, since you could take out their 'engine room' and 'rudder' to kill their mobility and then pound their guns to make them no longer able to fight back.
With a base, the entire island would be trying to kill the capture team, and that's not including the Abyssal version of fairy infantry that the base would have.

On top of that, we would still want the airstrike to go in first anyway just to soften up the defenses, and see if the base has been neutralized or if we need to send in a taskforce.

Getting a live specimen is great, but we first need a way to capture and a place to put the captured specimen first.
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>>42321432
like i said schemes more then Shoukaku. I wasn't referring to waifuing
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DEAR ANON I AM FUCKING TIRED AND BLEH SO I AM DONE WRITING FOR TONIGHT.

INSTEAD YOU GET SOME WRITEUPS THAT YOU SHOULD READ BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T I will make waifu-centric votes count on metaknowledge to be found in said writeups just to spite you all because I'm mean like that

FIRST

UP

FURTHER ADVENTURES

OF TORPEDO

SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTS
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>>42321055
Worth noting that the historical leader would actually be Abukuma, at least according to this:

http://kancolle.wikia.com/wiki/Historical_Formations

It's just game mechanics that motivate Tenryuu getting paired with desdiv 6.
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>>42320215
>Ms. H
WAIT.
OH SHIT.
IT'S BLOODY HIGGINS, IS IT?

>>42321431
Hey ENSA, you guys taking requests for next thread?
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>>42321482
Time and again the board was ruled by the next big quest. When he was a lurker, he lost his interest in Warhammer: the bedrock for any developing fa/tg/uy. His board, his image macros, his tripcode... everything was stolen from him.
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>>42321482
>Blue Skies (AC4 Mix) playing in the distance
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>>42321501
Since Ruby Quest, every QM has had the same idea. When anons unite under one quest, they become stronger than the sum of their parts. And what do QMs use to bring anons together? Waifus.
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>>42321482
>>42321501
God dammit merc
>>42321485
And ~500 posts already, hot damn decu
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>>42321473
She just need a Harder working assistant.
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>>42321207
>born in Georgia
>lives in NC

Either way is a proper spelling you colossal ass.
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>>42321485
>DEAR ANON I AM FUCKING TIRED AND BLEH SO I AM DONE WRITING FOR TONIGHT.
Sounds legit, thanks for the fun, and I'll catch you later.

I'll read the writeups in the morning, but I WILL read them.
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>>42321310

Well, considering that my belly button is a new experience for me, I suppose you'd be right.
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>>42321518
This board will become one. I have found the way. Trolls, shitposting, board affiliations... even our image macros will be irrelevant. The world Weaver envisioned will finally become a reality, and it will make /tg/ whole again.
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>>42321439
>>42321485
>planefag is a masochist
That explains this a lot more.
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>>42321485
Honestly, I'm about to fall over from lack of sleep, so...

Good night to all.
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>>42321421
Holy hell that fucking HE hose
When was this shit recorded? It doesn't look recent
>using premiums
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>>42321485
Cheers boss.
remove waifu
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>>42321485
MOTHERFUCKER IT'S NOT EVEN ONE O'CLOCK ON A SATURDAY GET THE FUCK BACK HERE
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>>42320002
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>>42321534
/tg/ is a board of liberty, a meeting of crossboarders. Instead of simply assimilating, anons shitpost alongside others.

So Planefag sought a quest that used moe... waifus, to control voting habits.
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>>42321464
Alright then. Thanks for that note, there's still time.
>>42321482
>>42321501
>>42321518
>>42321534
Merc plz.
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>>42321534
Merc stop shitposting and gib tonks
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Good night everyone. If "lieutenant" hate does a writeup I will stay. I am curious on what he will do with the 18.1 inch gun yamato gave him
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>>42321534
>The world Weaver envisioned will finally become a reality, and it will make /tg/ whole again.

I wonder if Weaver still haunts /tg/chan.
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>>42321546
~3months ago.
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>>42321485
Any chance of a run tomorrow, what with the holiday?
>>42321553
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>>42321559
In his eyes, the greatest symbiotic parasite 4chan has ever known isn't microbial, it's /a/. Waifus are what keep quests, our world, alive.

Free /tg/, not by taking anons’ quests, but by taking their waifus.
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>>42321485
Cheers pf, thanks for the run!
So out of curiosity what won the vote?
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>>42321483
Don't forget that planefag will want to make it more exciting. Like, say, we capture a destroyer but it's actually a Re-class who let herself get captured.
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>>42321534
>>42321559
>>42321577
GOD DAMNIT MERC!

YOU WILL NOT PLAY THE UNBOUND LIKE SOME DAMN FIDDLE!
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>>42321571

No fucking stories outta me tonight. None for the tellin. Go the fuck to sleep.
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>>42321543
Have a safe trip home Bentus. Farewell, and until next time
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>>42321485
Dammit Deme! Why must you always cockblock us! /jk/
Time for Iku to squelch? Hey Naka! What was the longest time Iku wasn't in the water and still looked wet and smell like salt and fish?
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>>42321577
With this, I rid /tg/ of infestation, sans waifu franca, /tg/ will be torn asunder... and then, it shall be free.

The chain of waifuwars are what will truly bind this board together as one.
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>>42321585
No, it's actually BIG E!
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>>42321553
>swayback maru
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>>42321577
Merc, are you at DragonCon? You seem like someone drunk at DragonCon except for the fact you can still spell properly (most of the time).
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>>42321574
Shit, I knew it couldn't be recent
It's a fun game, but Wargaming is definitely going to have to figure out how to stay even a half decent course as players bitch about every ship class being simultaneously over and underpowered>>42321574
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>>42321592
Farewell.
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>>42321591
Okie.
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>>42321553

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph
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>>42321600
KCQ. Planefag called it.
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>>42321577
All glory unto Merc, for he is the prophet of
Also, was that Weaver mention fr what I think it was?
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>>42321607
Nonono, she's actually Settle. We've already got the ebony cane after all, just need the cape and fancy hat.
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>>42321623
>Not Amen Hallelujah Peanut butter
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>>42321614
I wish. Georgia is a looong way from where I live.

>>42321570
Sorry, tonks delayed to Sunday due to last minute plans.
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I had heard some rumors about the fate of the expedition while at dinner. Turns out that everyone is coming back victorious. That's a relief. I wouldn't want to be alone. I was just sitting at the desk, passing time with a crossword puzzle. I also found out that Shiranui had taken some minor damage. I was thinking of going to visit her at the hospital...

There's sounds at the door, I can hear the lock being worked.

The door opens and Shiranui is standing there, her normal look of mild discontent on her face. She makes eye contact with me before speaking.

“Tadaima.” [T/L note: you should know this]

She's still standing there, looking at me. I can feel my cheeks reddening. I look down at my lap as I reply with the traditional response. “Okaeri.”

I hear the door close and a bounce of springs as shiranui throws herself on her bunk. “I've wanted to say that at least once...” Shiranui trails off and is quiet for a moments. “I'm tired.”

It feels like the proper thing would be to ask how her day was... But isn't that too cliché? Still, I want to know.

“How um, did everything go today?”

I hear her take a deep breath before replying. “It went awful. I was awful. Nothing went right, and yet, we still came back as victors. I was given a small command. My force was nearly decimated... I'm no leader: poor resource management, timing,poor grasp of our force capabilities. And yet, when we returned back not one ill word or chastisement was sent my way.”
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>>42321546
Heresy! The only true way is that of the Torpedo, as espoused here: https://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/posts/4294540/

Our torpedo in the tube
Hallowed be your payload
Your impact come
Your kill be done
On cruisers, as it is on battleships
Give us this day our daily chuckle
And forgive us our tunnel vision
As we forgive the teamkilling destroyers
And lead us not into narrow straits
But deliver us from enemy fire
For thine is the damage and the hull breach and the flooding, of the battleship, and of the cruiser and of the carrier, now and ever, and unto ages of ages, submarine.

Book of Torpedoes, 2:1

I play the Wickes DD and the Tenryu CL in WoWs. My success-rate is mixed, but the keks are near-constant.
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>>42321644
SUKA BLYAT
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>>42321644
>I wish. Georgia is a looong way from where I live.
Fair enough. I missed it this year too. It's worth going to once if you can ever wrangle it.
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>>42321404

Good fun. Even better if you play with a friend or 2, DD wolfpack is stronk.

Mind you, the matchmaking is bork as fuck. Saw a Kawachi (tier 3) get placed against a Fuso (tier 6) today.
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>>42321657
Christ, I really need to develop my DD captains more
But on the other hand, the Phoenix and the Wyoming and Kuma and Myogi are so comfy
And goddamn Langley is slow but I love her to bits
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>>42321656
You still brought everyone back. Do you really want to be berated for your performance.”

“Maybe.” There's a hint of venom in her voice as she continues. “At least then I know something would be expected from me. Maybe they didn't even expect any of us to make it out of there.”

“That's nonsense Shiranui, you're thinking too much into it.”

“How can I think too much into it? I have no excuses for when the blame is placed onto me for the damages sustained by the other destroyers.”

“Have you even talked to the other members of your group?”

“Well I did see Fubuki briefly-”

“...And did she show any sort of anger towards you?”

“No, bu-”

“You're trying to shoulder all the blame for everything that happened, and nobody expects that.”

I hear her sigh and pull the bed covers over her. “Maybe I should share in some of your optimism. Can you please turn off the lights? I'm going to bed. You can use the desk lamp if you wish.”

I didn't stay up much longer.

- -

I woke up first the next morning. I was surprised by our conversation last night. Shiranui always seems so cool and collected. It must have been rough on her. I'll make some tea for her. Soon enough I can hear her stirring in bed as she rolls around a bit. After a few minutes she eventually gets out of bed and dressed.

“I'm sorry about last night.”
“Hmm?”
“I didn't think before speaking. I was being unrealistic. I shouldn't have offloaded my problems onto you.”
“W-well it's nothing to be sorry about. Sometimes you just need a second opinion.”
“Still...” Shiranui's remorseful expression slowly fades to her normal stoic appearance. “Well, did you have any plans for today?”
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>>42321639
She'll need the cane to walk after we're through with her
>>42321656
I don't fucking speak jap
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>>42321482
http://vocaroo.com/i/s05n2Nrp4uWb
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Before I can answer there's a knock at the door. Shiranui opens it to reveal a twin-tailed girl in the same uniform as Shiranui's.

“Yooooo~ Shiranui!” The new girl cheerfully exclaims.
“Kagerou. Good morning.”
“How'ya doing? You sure gave the abyssals a good beating yesterday.”

Shiranui seems almost shy around her.

“I'm doing fine Kagerou. Thank you for checking.”

Maybe shy isn't the right word. Maybe...? More receptive? Warmer.

“Hmmm, ok then...Hey! You've got a friend over, is that Ooi?”

I give her a wave.

“Yes. She's staying with me.”
“Ehhh!?” Kagerou almost jumps onto Shiranui, hugging her tight. “I'm sooo glad you made a friend!”
“It, hnngh, isn't that big of a deal.”
“Anyway. I'm very proud of you Shiranui. You know you can visit whenever right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“I'll be off then, bye Ooi! Please be understanding with Shiranui, she can be a handful sometimes.”
“I-I... am not...”

And with that, Kagerou was off, leaving a slightly flustered Shiranui in her wake. Shiranui turns around to face me, and straightens out her already crisp uniform.

“As you can tell, that was Kagerou.”
“Yes, she's very lively.”
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>>42321553
Whoa baby! I hope toorops like the rework.
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>>42321713
godDAMMIT feelthy
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>>42321644
That wardaddy is kawaii as fuck.
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>>42321712
"Tadaima" means "I suck fat cocks".
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>>42321485
See you Wed planefag!
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“I have great respect for Kagerou. She always puts others before herself and takes care of the rest of the Kagerou-class. I think she dotes on me particular though.”

I can see why. Kagerou must be overjoyed seeing Shiranui with someone.

“I noticed you didn't bring very much with you when you came over.” (I don't own much.) “Do you want to go shopping today?”

“Ok, lets do it.”

“And ah,” Shiranui turns her head to look at one of the pictures on her wall. “I wanted to get more clothes and I thought you... might be better suited than myself for picking something out.”

(S-she's cute!)

“Oh! Um, I think I could help with that.”

“Good. We'll leave shortly.”

- - -

We just picked up some basics, and soon enough we were looking at clothing. Shiranui seems like a sporty type maybe? Could try some capris and and nice collared shirt on her... I notice her gaze going over to some of the flowery dresses though. I bet I could find something nice and simple for her.

“Wait here a second, Shiranui.”

-

I come back with some things for her to try on.

“Go on, go put this on.”
“...Right here?” Shiranui tilts her head slightly while replying.
“Yea-No. In the dressing room over there.”
“Oh. Of course.”

I sit on a bench while waiting for Shiranui to change. Although I'm feeling pretty good I can't get one thing out of mind.
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>>42321712
get out of /jp/

>>42321761
I wish I was with Kitakami doing this...

“W-well... How do I look?”

Shiranui is standing in front of me, wearing the white sundress I had picked out. It's a front button-up, with some minimal embroidery, but the dress slowly turns transparent as it nears the bottom. I also found a straw sun hat, and I tied a light blue ribbon above the brim, to match her hair bobble.

“It's wonderful, Shiranui.”

She slowly spins around looking in at herself in the mirror. “If you say so.” Shiranui's cheeks are almost the color of her hair. One of the store attendants notices us.

“That looks great on you. If you want I can ring it up for you right and and you can wear it out.”

“That won't b-” I step infront of Shiranui and raise my voice over hers.

“-That will be great!” I give the employee a big smile as Shiranui makes some cute noises behind me.

We end up getting a few more things before leaving, Shiranui making worried looks everywhere, like someone is going to sneak up on her.

- - -
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>>42321656
I love spats.
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>>42321431
>>42321490
"Here at ENSA Radio, we love when you have something to say, or just some tunes to share.

So don't forget to send in your requests. Mail them in by post card, or, if you're more technologically inclined, post us a message in thread or on Twitter, at https://twitter.com/EatNoAppleScone

We hope you've enjoyed tonight's programming. This is ENSA, signing off!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cHcunREYzNY
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>>42321713
...That was damn impressive.
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>>42321785
Amen!
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As we're walking home I hear an electronic beep.

“Oh, that's my cell phone. Kagerou had given them to a bunch of us...” Shiranui reaches inside one of the bags she's carrying to grab her phone.

“Oh. There's going to be an Commander's call after dinner. Let's drop off our purchases first before getting something to eat.”

- - -

Shoukaku is standing at the entrance the the building of where the assembly is being held, clipboard in hand.

“Hello Ooi-san... And is that Shiranui!? Ahh! She's so cute looking.”

Shiranui is doing her best to hold her neutral expression, but it isn't working very well. “Hello Shoukaku-san, we went shopping today.”

“I'm a little jealous. Anyway, the auditorium is down the hall to the left.”

As we enter the auditorium Kagerou stands up waving to us. Shiranui sits next to her, and I take the adjacent seat. More girls make their way in and take seats, Tatsuta and Tenryuu end up sitting on my other side. I doubt Kitakami is here, nobody probably told her about it...

My attention is turned to the stage, where two of the Kongou sisters are currently pulling Kongou herself. Hiei and Haruna both have one of Kongou's arms held tightly to their chest as they slowly pull her off the stage.

“Noooo~, I have to stay on the stage and give morale support to the Admiraaaaaal.”
“Don't you remember what happened last time Nee-san? Just like I'm not allowed in the kitchen anymore, you aren't allowed up on stage.”
“It's alright, we can all sit in the front row, there's no way he can miss you then.”

Kongou is all but thrown into one of the seats, as her sisters take the flanking seats, each placing one of their hands on Kongou's knees, to reinforce their decision. The lights dim as the stage spotlights come on, illuminating Admiral Goto.
“Hello, everyone.” He starts.
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A chorus of replies of varying enthusiasm.

“I'm glad to announce that the amount of physical altercations has gone down significantly, even with the introduction of American ships. Please keep this trend up. I'd also like to congratulate the members of the last successful expedition: Tone, Chikuma.... “

He continues on to list off the participating ships, going to highlight some of their accomplishments. Shiranui nudges me, before whispering something in my ear.

“I had guessed that this was going to be an award ceremony, but I guess I forget they don't give awards out to ships, just people.”

Goto finishes talking about the expedition, but I'm not listening, still in shock from that comment.

“I'd now like to take this time to introduce a few new arrivals. First off is the American heavy Cruiser Northhampton.”

From stage left comes a pretty well built and... honestly pretty good looking... man. He's looks a little confused though.

“Uh, yeah. Hey.”

The entire auditorium erupts with banter, with some particularly enthusiastic calls from Tatsuta nearby.

“Wow. Wow. If I knew everyone was waiting for me I'da have came back sooner.”

He waves before heading off the stage and Goto takes up the podium again.

“I'd also like to introduce our own new arrivals, Sendai herself has finally arrived at our base.”

As if appearing out of nowhere, a girl clad in a similar orange outfit to Naka and Jintsuu, steps out from behind the back stage curtains.

She approaches the front of the stage, and does a bow.

“Domo.”

That's it. She walks off stage after that. A few snorts and giggles come from around the room, particularly the younger destroyers. Goto is slumping forward, his hands propping up his forehead. He doesn't even bothering looking up before speaking again.
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>>42321713

god DAMN son, god damn
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>>42321799

Not bad, not bad. I like this one better, though.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DXruigKRRc
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>>42321813
>“Don't you remember what happened last time Nee-san? Just like I'm not allowed in the kitchen anymore, you aren't allowed up on stage.”

What did Kongou do exactly? Hiei needs no explaination.
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>>42321831
>I forget they don't give awards out to ships, just people.”
But that's wrong, innit?
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>>42321485
>DEAR ANON I AM FUCKING TIRED AND BLEH SO I AM DONE WRITING FOR TONIGHT.
Worse than decu.
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“And then we have this person I wasn't even told her name why do I li-”

The 'girl' places her arm on Goto's back, interrupting his despair. Calling her a girl would be somewhat inaccurate. She has the appearance of an lady, although not very tall compared to some of the other ships. She's wearing traditional japanese clothes and her hair is tied up in a long high-top ponytail. She gently nudges Goto out of the way to take the microphone.
“Ahem... Hello everyone! My, there are certainly a lot of you here. Ah? I think I see some other aircraft carriers around too? You all look wonderful. Ah, excuse me, my name is Houshou. I hope to get to know every one of you, I'm not really familiar with this base, so please assist me in the upcoming days.”

She's the only one to receive any applause. Houshou huh... She's one of the first aircraft carriers I think.

Admiral Goto looks a little better, than earlier taking the stand for the last time.

“Uh.... Good work everyone, you're all dismissed.”

At those words, Kongou bolts upright and nearly jumps onto the stage... If not for Hiei catching her arm at the last moment, causing Kongou's forehead to be introduced to the front of the wooden stage. It's barely an inconvenience though, as she recovers quickly and attempts to climb up with Hiei still clinging on.

“TEEIII TOOOOO KUUUUUUUUUU~!”
“I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG I CAN HOLD HER FOR ADMIRAL!”
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>>42321845
Probably humped goto's leg mid sentence or something
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>>42321855
The japanese don't, and these girls are japanese.
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>>42321869
>Worse than decu.

but my writefags still get to post in the thread

decu sends his to eat in the kitchen wwwww
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>>42321713
Damn anon! That is incredible!
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>>42321855
The US gave out battlestars from what I recall (I think they changed the name of it since then). I don't know about IJN did, if anything.
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It's the people who serve on the ship who get the award, really.

>>42321871

A look of abject terror is on Goto's face as he slowly pieces together what is happening, doing an about face and making his best flank speed out of the room.

We both say goodbye to Kagerou before leaving. Shiranui receives a few compliments on our way out, getting redder with each one.

Before we're outside the building, Ise and Hyuuga call out to me.

“Hey, Ooi. Did you ever find Kitakami?”
“Or maybe did she find you already?” Ise adds.
“... What are you talking about?” I asked
“Oh well, we ran into her earlier and she looked kinda disstressed and-”
I interreupt Hyuuga. “We're not together anymore.” Ise and Hyuuga's mouth's both make a small 'o' shape and they shoot embarrassed glances at each other. I don't bother waiting for a response, as I grab Shiranui's hand and pull her towards the door. I can still hear them talking behind us.

“Hey Hyuuga, you wouldn't leave me in the middle of the night, right?”

“Of course not Ise, you'd have to be awake for my parting gift.”

“Oh? What would you get me?”

“A black eye.”

- - - -
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>>42321713
Whoa.

>>42321872
It's worthy of its own tale.
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>>42321713
I want to have sex with your voice.
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>>42321844
>Lt. Hate
>L fucking T
Ahahahahahaha
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>>42321871
mumboat is here
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NEXT

MORE MOTHERFUCKING NAKATIME
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>>42321871
>“I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG I CAN HOLD HER FOR ADMIRAL!”
RUN GOTO RUUUUUUUNNNN!!!!!
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>>42321933
Weird, I'd thought she'd been back for a while already.
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You stand in the CIC uneasily, Harder looking between you and her slowly, back and forth. Goto stands by the side, with Jintsuu--possibly for support.

Standing there, arms folded, Sendai's sharp eyes rake you, and you stiffen in response, feeling like she just pinned you to the floor. Your eyes flit from her face to her arm as she shifts--resting her elbow on the ornate, lacquered scabbards of a daisho set. Your heart jumps as you instantly know.

It's the katana from your dreams.

"It is good to see you, sister," Sendai says, though her expression suggests it's anything but. Her English is... stiff, formal, but solid, her words carefully chosen.

You swallow and muster a response, still feeling ill at ease. "I... Forgive me, but it's hard for me to see myself as--as a sibling--"

"No," she barks, making you flinch. "You are my sister." Her tone brooks no argument. Stern and authoritative, the first of the Sendai-class has returned.

"I see," you mutter, feeling your face flush as you glance aside. You don't even want to know what Harder's expression looks like right now.

Goto clears his throat, sensing your unease, and sounding lightly perturbed by it. "We found her making her way to Yokosuka--you remember those satellite photos?"

You do--for a few months, every morning a small swath of destruction would make itself apparent as an ugly blot on the Pacific. Close sweeps showed wreckage and burning oil, the scattered remains of Abyssals. Best guess had been a returned submarine, making its way back and picking off targets of opportunity, but...

"...It was you?" you ask dumbly. Goto nods.
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"Hitting scouts and ... whatever parallel they have for supply ships, on her way here."

"Always under cover of night," Harder notes, looking over the timestamps on the folder. Sendai says nothing.

"The carrier group ran into her on their way home. And there's something else," Goto continues, almost reluctantly. You can practically feel dread prickling up the back of your neck at his hesitance. "She wasn't called--she came back on her own. And..." he gestures for her to finish.

You look back into that harsh, withering gaze--and you can't. Your eyes slide shamefully off hers and, once more, to the swords on her hip. You're... fixated. Spellbound. Paralyzed.

"I have a gift for you," she says, voice softening again, though no less commanding. She kneels before you--somehow making you feel even smaller, even meeker--and lays the swords before you. "These belong to you. I brought them with me."

To you? With her? Hands shaking a little, you accept the offered weapons, and she stands tall again, presence almost filling the room a second time. Sendai sees your confusion, and her expression darkens again. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, and exhales through her nose. "I came back," Sendai says, voice soft only due to the poise and measure she has rested upon it. "For you."

Somehow, something about that--that more than anything, makes your blood turn to ice. "For me?"

"I heard you calling," she continues, her eyes hard flints, offering you no shelter. "From the other side."
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>>42321916
>“Hey Hyuuga, you wouldn't leave me in the middle of the night, right?”
>“Of course not Ise, you'd have to be awake for my parting gift.”
>“Oh? What would you get me?”
>“A black eye.”
Okay I like these two.
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You don't--that's not, you don't understand... you're paralyzed, rooted there in the CIC of the 21st century, this emblem of your past sweeping in to turn everything you thought you understood upside-down. "Sendai--sister--"

"There is a sickness inside you, Naka," she declares, stepping forward into your space. "Some unseen malady, robbing you of your true potential. You are stricken, down to your heart."

You look down numbly, at the gleaming daisho in your hands, the lacquer a gleaming orange like the sun hitting the seas.

"And I will root it out."

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>>42321970
first appearance in anything KCQ though.
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It turns out that when Sendai said she wanted to 'root out the sickness,' she meant Right Now. Still drunk, still tired, still frayed from the long day of watching the battles in the CIC, Sendai quite simply tells you to go, and you go. Harder follows, and you can't bring yourself to meet his amused grin--it only twists your guts further as you trudge to the training facilities after your sister.

"Judo," Sendai says simply, discarding her scarf and letting it drift loosely to the floor. "Do you know how?"

"A-a little," you mumble--it was part of the body mechanics you studied when you were newly-summoned and trying to stop being a fuckup.

"Good." She closes to within a few steps, brings her heels together, and bows deeply and formally. You return it hesitantly.

And then, she starts kicking your ass.
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...

The air leaves your lungs for the third time as your entire body rattles, hitting the mat square between the shoulderblades, with a flat, humiliating WHAP that echoes off the high ceilings. Harder hoots and claps, as you gasp and struggle to stand again.

"Attagirl!" He calls. "You had her that time, Naka!"

"Ignore him," Sendai says, voice still calm and even. "Stand."

You drag yourself up, square off, and feebly try to break her grip as she takes you by the lapels. You feel the one-two of your leg kicked out again as she turns and hip-throws, sending you skidding across the pads on your face.

"I would have preferred tatami," she murmurs to herself, kicking a sandaled toe against the blue foam gym mats. "Again."

"Try again," Harder calls as you totter back upright. "Maybe yell banzai this time, and use that noggin of yours to--"

Sendai whips around so fast you can barely process it. "Why do you follow my sister so if you do not respect her? Contribute, or leave."

Harder is momentarily taken aback, and some small part of you is relieved to see that her harsh intensity has the same effect on others. Sendai turns back to you. "This isn't working. Let us simply spar."

Oh, fuck. You swallow and nod--you can't bring yourself to refuse, even as the sweat mats your truly wrinkled dress and your hair clings to your forehead, buns jarred loose and threatening to unfurl with each impact.

"Hey," Harder calls again. "Easy. She had a torp go off in the tube in her last fight." You wince at that as Sendai's critical eyes redouble in ferocity. God fucking damn it, Harder.

"I see," she says lightly. "Right or left?"

"Left--"

And then her fist connects there, your side going up in a paroxysm of pain, her kidney punch actually giving you lift. Spittle and sweat dots the mats as the air explodes out of you, your toes actually leaving the ground for an instant before your body peaks, your knees buckling as you come back down.
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>>42321995
And they're only a couple of knots faster than Arizona! They might popup in mainquest eventually
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"Jesus, what the fuck--" Harder's voice rings unevenly as you're dazzled by the pain, left paralyzed--

And Sendai does it again.

And again.

And again.

"Jesus Christ, stop it! That's enough--"

Reeling and dizzy, you throw a hand out towards where you think Harder's voice is coming from, teetering off-balance. Slowly, you push down the waves of pain crashing over you, ebbing down to a constant, jailed snarl as your vision returns, still unfocused. Gritting your teeth, unabashed tears in your eyes, you will yourself back up, centimeter by centimeter, you will the pain down, bite at any oxygen you can draw into your lungs, and haul yourself straight. Still unsteady on your feet, you force your heavy head back up, trying to lock your eyes on the swirling figure of Sendai, arms crossed in expectation.

"...Good," she finally responds as you finally pull yourself upright, giving you just the faintest hint of a smile.

Both of you look up as Harder clears his throat, coat left behind him against the wall as he crosses over onto the mats. "Watching you go all Bushido Bitch is fun and all," he says, frisbee-tossing his hat away as well. "But it's my turn. Take five, Naka."

You can't even bring yourself to fake a smile, looking back at Sendai, as if... no, for permission. She clicks her tongue. "You're one thousand tons too light to face me in an open fight, submarine," she says decisively. Still, she turns her focus from you to Harder, and you take the cue to limp clear, cheeks burning with shame and pain.

"Yeah, I know," Harder replies, stretching his arms. "Try me."

"As you wish. Sister, don't stray too f--"
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>>42321995
I'd have hoped you always liked Ise and Hyuuga since I included them.

Anyway all my write-ups so far are on my pastebin as always.


http://pastebin.com/u/CrixM
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>>42321972
Jesus christ she's intense.
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>>42322051
>"I see," she says lightly. "Right or left?"
>
>"Left--"
>
>And then her fist connects there, your side going up in a paroxysm of pain, her kidney punch actually giving you lift. Spittle and sweat dots the mats as the air explodes out of you, your toes actually leaving the ground for an instant before your body peaks, your knees buckling as you come back down.
>>42322062
holy shit
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>>42321992
>For you
Sendai is a big girl.
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You turn in time to see Sendai sailing past you, tumbling end-over-end, Harder's fist having connected with her jaw at full-force as she turned to address you. She tucks and rolls, coming up in a crouch as Harder shakes his hand out, hopping back and forth in a low, ready stance.

"...I accept your resolve," Sendai says by way of reply, wiping the blood from her chin with her sleeve before charging back at him in a dead sprint.

Harder's ballsy opening attack aside, this is not the kind of fight he's built for--even a light cruiser has three and a half thousand tons on him in fit-out. In an open engagement, without subterfuge or evasion, this is not a fight he can win.

...And Sendai fights like a demon. She simply shoulders into him, letting weight and momentum bowl him over, bringing her knee up into his chin at full strength. He tumbles backwards--only to catch her leg between his and sharply twist in midair, jerking her down facefirst onto the mat after him. She rolls--springs up and away as his elbow comes down for her nose, countering with a sharp knife-hand thrust into his throat. He grabs hold with both hands and BITES. Sendai doesn't betray an ounce of pain, hauling the melee back upright and spinning, slamming him hard into the padded wall behind. Harder ducks and rabbitpunches her kidneys as she comes in for another savage blow.

You flinch before either of them do, turning away, unable to watch. Instead, the aches setting in as the adrenaline filters out, you hobble to the doorway... only to find another person watching.

"Don't say it," you pant, sagging against the doorjam as Wainwright steps aside for you.
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>>42322062
FUck Sendai. With a nuke.
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>>42322086
OH YOU DUN GOUFED OLD TIMEY CRUISER!
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"I wasn't going to," he says quietly, watching the brawl behind you--the staccato of fists striking flesh, punctuated occasionally by the loud slap of a back hitting the floor, grunts and shouts ringing off the rafters. "She reminds me of my mother."

"I'm..." you force down the biting remark--Sendai seems above reproach. Not from you, anyway, you dancing, singing roach. "...never mind." You just shake your head as he looks at you curiously. "What's wrong, Wainwright?"

"You're not healing right," he says simply. You look up at him blankly, neck aching from the effort. "In twelve hours, Fubuki has healed more than you have in a week. Shiranui is already back on the water."

You turn back to the fight--Harder is a bloodied wolf, snarling like one as he gives every ounce as hard as he gets, fighting dirty like a scrap in the street. Sendai brings a certain grace to the same, vicious technique--discipline and measure pouring from every strike, even as she answers Harder blow for blow. You think back with dread to Sendai's statement.

There is a sickness in you, she said. Down to your heart.

You're beginning to think she's right.
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>>42322086
Beat the bitch!
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>>42322113
What is this sickness..... I hope it's not how humanish she is.
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that's it for NAKATIME tonight! Next up, a new writer!
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>>42322113
I think the problem is that on a fundamental level she doesn't want to fight.
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The witching hour creeps over the Solomon Islands like a shadow at sunset, and merely seconds after the turn of the day come blips on the radar displays. Tonight they have appeared to the south of the southeastern-most island in the chain, San Cristobal; given a reasonably fast pace of thirty knots, they could hit the shallows within the hour. By now, it’s no surprise to the operator that they’ve appeared well within the maximum range of the radar network’s coverage. The enemy’s ability to defy physical laws and literally boil out of nothing is their defining trait, after all.

He hesitates only long enough to see if the quartet of dots disappear completely on the next pass, hoping in vain that perhaps those dots are nothing more than a doomed flock of gulls attempting to use the array as a perch. But by the next sweep of the array, the clustered dots have multiplied into a huge cloud some dozens strong, all obscured by a thickening mist of foul weather, and although this is also par for the course, it sends a chill down his spine as he attempts to imagine what a force of such size might look like in person: a screening chevron of several dozen destroyer and cruiser escorts, all arranged around a core of majestic battleships and imposing aircraft carriers as angry wings of patrol and attack aircraft zip through the fogbanks around them. He has only seen such overwhelming force in movies and pictures, and he hopes that such an armada will never appear here, or anywhere else in the world, for that matter.

Fortunately, the third sweep turns up hundreds of dots, almost all of which are obscured underneath a thick blanket of interference. Some of the strong “contacts” are as close as mere meters away; others are somehow within the landmass of the island. He can’t help but heave a small sigh of relief at that. Once again, the overload of the monitors is nothing more than the witchery they’re long familiar with.
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>>42322153
IS that really a problem? That she came back and now has the chance to do something else?
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Flipping open a translucent safety covering, he thumbs the bright red switch underneath it. That small motion ignites a throbbing red light high on the room’s wall. Painted under it and its many clones in coastal lookouts and forward operating bases on the islands for hundreds of miles around is “ALERT” in a half-dozen different languages, three of which are spoken by billions of people around the world and the others by no more than a few hundred thousand. Here within the Guadalcanal central command center there is no sound to accompany the alarm lights, but from a mere stone’s throw away outside in Honiara’s harbor to the Choiseul FOB hundreds of the miles to the northwest, klaxons have begun wailing to rouse men and spirits alike from their rest.

“Squalls have come over the sea of Kay-Sef-Un,” he says to the other operators in the room. “I saw four ghosts of the drowned before the fog rolled in.” Those words are nothing like what a foreign professional might say, but the pidgin they speak amongst themselves lacks words such as “jamming”, “sector”, or “Abyssal”, and loanwords even as simple as the sector code are awkward and uncomfortable. Only when the warchief finishes her launches and returns to the command center will they switch to formal English.
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>>42322091
>Anons are reminded this takes place in the military.
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>>42322113
Worrisome
>>42322153
Might be this, yeah. Damage control dragging their feet, so to speak
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>>42322086
>>42322113
After Sendai leaves Harder knocked out and leaking oil/blood out on the mats, I want to see how she fares against Sammy B.
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>>42322168

As his compatriots nod and redouble their attentions towards their own displays, scanning their own sectors again and again in case K7 is merely a diversion—and the enemy has proven itself capable of feints before!—he prepares to pass the information to the archipelago’s guardian spirits. Generations ago, their forefathers did this very same job with their naked eyes and gifted binoculars, hiding in dugout fishing canoes and jungle looks to report sightings of Japanese ships. The Solomon Islanders of today still fulfill the same basic role, for just as in the past they lack any real capability to meet the foe in head-on battle. They have guns now, but they are decades old, and the few ancient machines of war that they have acquired, whether through means legal or illicit, have even fewer men capable of operating them.

But they do not feel ashamed of their helplessness as their ancestors once did, for mortal men on earth were never meant to fight a foe without flesh or soul.

Only after planning his words out in his head does he key his headset. He is broadcasting to the seaplane patrols first, for the warchief will handle organization of the naval assets herself. “Central to all units,” he barks into his headset’s microphone, his accent almost British from the tutors and tapes they’d learned from. “Radar pinged four contacts in sector K7. Nearest likely target for them is northwest, on the southwestern San Cristobal shore. Consult the landing maps, you’ll see the spot marked there.” As the months and sorties had stacked up and the Abyssal doctrine of night transport missions became clear, the spirits asked each island’s residents to mark the unused and uninhabited natural harbors of their homes. “Central to Yardbird, ETA until eyes are on target, over.”
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>>42322164
It is for the JMSDF, who kind of need every ship they can get their hands on.
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>>42322181

The moment the operator lets go of the toggle, the radio channel crackles in response as the squadron leader keys in himself, as if he had been impatiently keying his own radio before the operator had finished speaking. “Yardbird to Central, I read you Central, I read you Central,” a brash and nasal young man’s voice whoops, his words rushed and looping back on themselves in his excitement. “Standby, I say again standby ohhhh-ver!”

A minute passes as Yardbird works on his end. In his mind’s eye, the operator can see VP-11’s squadron leader whip out the newly printed landing charts, his eyes jumping from red mark to red mark as he makes a dozen complex multi-variable navigational calculations in his head without so much as a slide rule for assistance, rattling off orders to the rest of his charges patrolling with him. A hundred miles away from the command center and thousands of feet high, one of the shadows cast by the clouds in the faint light of the crescent moon suddenly grows weary of the company of its mates, parting ways with them by turning and banking towards the barely shining sea below. Another twenty miles away from that shadow, another one similarly estranges itself from its established patrol route; thirty miles in the opposite direction, a third shadow follows.
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>>42322191

“Yardbird to Central, Yardbird here. One of VP-11’ll be combing through the south end of K7 in less than ten minutes, got lucky, less than ten minutes until eyes on target, we can already smell the umbrella they’ve put up.” Without so much as stopping for breath, he keeps his radio keyed as he rambles straight onto his next idea. “Two more of us’ll be there northwest-ish of it and sweeping southeast in less than twenty, maybe even fifteen, the rest of us’ll be all balled up in thirty, all eight of us in thirty. Got in touch with VP-12, they’re reversin’ their patrol pattern and coverin’ for us, sweepin’ south side for stragglers’n’runners, say again, searchin’ southeast of K7 as chasers. VP-13 and -14 ain’t in no position to respond before it’s all over or we miss them bug out, so they’re stayin’ right where they are, y’know, in case we get another visit up north while we’re busy. We got some whirlybirds on the way already, right? Hey, lemme talk to Central-Actual!” The operator takes advantage of Yardbird’s pause to pick up a pen and start scribbling on a nearby notepad, only barely managing to preserve the huge amount of information the flight lead just dumped on him. “Oh, right. Ummm, uh, over.”

The operator feels one corner of his mouth lift up, enjoying a rare moment of smug superiority as he reflects that he, with only a scant few hours of radio training woven into months of radar operation apprenticeship, has better protocol than someone with years of experience. “Central to Yardbird, you are the first we contacted directly with the news. We just hit the alert, so Shrike Wing should be off the ground and en route within the next ten minutes. As for Central-Actual, sorry to disappoint, but it’s still just us in the bunker, over.”
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>>42322176
>>42322153
She said it herself during Settle's segment. They're more spirit than steel. She has made it abundantly clear she believes herself to be worthless. The shipspookery so far has had a significant component of sheer will and grit, and in Naka that is simply not there.
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Once again, the channel crackles as soon as the operator releases his mic, but it’s not Yardbird’s yowling voice this time, too rough and monotonic where his was clear and melodic. “Goku to… Central,” it pants faintly over the radio. It is a young girl’s voice, a tremulous soprano ragged with exertion and clearly resigned to its lack of dignity over comms. The operator has to turn the volume knob on his headset to hear her more clearly. “Solid copy… on Yardbird’s report. The pack and I are cruising now… emergency war power towards the cove. Unless there are enemy scout planes up there… God help us… then we should be able to hide there before being spotted… over; Goku to Yardbird,” she instantly transitions, refusing to unkey her radio and let the loudmouthed flyboy take over the channel. “The air-to-air radar you just had installed… no problems with it yet, yes?”

“Of course! I mean, our night sight’s great, but bein’ able to keep track of each other without havin’ to pester Central every five minutes is real nice!” Until today, several operators had to do nothing more than keep track of the seaplanes in real time. “And I almost wanna see them try and ambush us with some night fighters, the new fire control should show’em a thing or too.” He’s clearly puffed up with pride at the latest upgrades. How the Curtiss’s improvised bells-on-collars, cobbled out of scrap metal and consumer electronics, translate into radar capability is beyond the operators’ kenning—but then again spirits have never been much for logic.

“Even so… when you make contact… verify whether or not they have… catapults or not. The transports last week had catapults too… planes were already gone, though, and we never saw them. I smell something more… than the usual transport fleet tonight.”
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>>42322209

Goku’s pack of PT-boats will be visible even during a new moon—[i]especially[/i] a new moon. Water churned by propellers creates phosphorescence, meaning that if they wish to travel at high speed the huge wake left behind will be clearly visible from any aircraft overhead. And unlike destroyers, their lack of air radar for either early detection or ack-ack fire coordination combined with their complete lack of armor makes them impossibly vulnerable to a simple strafing run with nothing more than a few machine guns.

“Yardbird to Vegeta,” the youth’s voice cackles in reply. “I guess I can help you out there. After all, ‘I can’t let anyone else other than me to be the one to defeat you!’ Ain’t nothin’ but clouds for now, but if I see a plane that ain’t ours, you’ll be the first to know.”

A moment of confused silence follows as the bemused PT-boat attempts to digest the misattributed quote. “Goku to Yardbird… who is… Vegeta?”

Another female voice chips in, excited as any teen about her favorite pastime: the destroyer Yuudachi. In terms of experience, she is one of the senior few spirits that were raised even before a formal organization was established, a hardened veteran of literally dozens of sorties, and yet she’s also one of the few that still have zero understanding of concise radio transmissions. “Oh, man, he’s, like a bad guy, and you think he’s all evil at first? But then it turns out he’s actually kinda a good guy, he’s just always obsessing over becoming stronger and more powerful. He’s sooooo cool!”

Goku only makes a confused noise in response. “Yuudachi… what do you mean? What nation’s service… does he report to?”

Yardbird groans right back at her. “No, no, that’s not what she means. Anyways, you’re not Vegeta, I mixed up their names, [i]I’m[/i] supposed to be Vegeta, you’re Kakarot.”

“But… Sanchi… Sanchi said that my name sounded better as ‘Goku’—”
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>>42322073
>In the military during a war against lovecraftian abominations.

Its actually far more believable compare to the previous hugbox that planefag made.
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>>42322223

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

The trademark squeal of a particular whistle aborts the tomfoolery as the only person in the Solomons with that priority protocol punts the derailed conversation off of the airwaves. “Central-Actual to Yardbird, come in, over.” Her voice is ice-cold and scalpel-sharp, and the operators cannot help but swallow as their throats dry in instinctual fear.

“Ah, uh, Yardbird to Warchief!” Flustered and caught off guard, he accidentally uses the islander’s pidgin name for her, and the operators cannot help but wince in sympathy for his incoming scolding. “Go ahead!”

“That’s ‘Central-Actual’ to you! Say it properly next time, guttersnipe!” Her voice deepens with bass tones, slamming the eardrums with an impossible amount of force, yet it somehow maintains its female screech. It is a legion chorus that brings to mind the howling winds of a hurricane, the kind that swallows up ships without a trace and demolishes entire villages as casually as a giant treading on ants. She pauses for a second, but it seems Yardbird has decided that discretion is the better part of valor and no response from him follows. “Central-Actual to Yardbird, Yuudachi!” Warchief continues. A huge [i]thud[/i] and [i]whoosh[/i] comes through in the pause between sentences as another freshly-armed Zuiun seaplane—a design the spirits of the seaplane tenders in the harbor had painstakingly rebuild to replace the original, toothless Shiuns that had proved a liability again and again—blasts off the rails of its catapult into the night sky. “We are on [i]alert.[/i] That means you [i]can the chatter[/i]. Now is not the time to be talking about your favorite bootleg cartoons. Over.”

“S-sorry, I d-didn’t, like, mean to be rude, or anything,” the Japanese destroyer stutters, thoroughly chastised.
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Naka is my favorite character. If you'd told me I'd say that 40 threads ago, I'd call you a dirty liar with no taste.
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>>42322159
>balistafreak

buckle in this is going to take like 20 posts at the least.

And then it's going to die for ten months

DOLLS WHEN?!
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>>42322232

There’s a short silence, probably a sigh that Warchief keeps off the airwaves, before she continues. “Central-Actual to Yardbird, Yuudachi, Yuudachi. Zuiuns are en route to the San Cristobal shoreline right now, designation ‘Yodel’. They’ll be loitering there along with Shrike Wing until you make contact.” The Zuiuns are, like the scrounged Soviet-era helicopter gunships of Shrike Wing currently scrambling up and out of San Cristobal’s interior, too small and lightweight to carry any kind of payload that would seriously threaten a destroyer. Instead, their job is to sweep the shallows along with Goku and the rest of her fellow PT-boats and intercept the wave of landing barges the Abyssals will surely have deployed. “Yuudachi, how long until you link up with Walke on the east side of San Cristobal? Over.”

Yuudachi hesitates, either from not having done the navigational calculations yet or from lingering shyness from her public embarrassment. Instead, the American destroyer in question keys in to answer for them both, rescuing her Japanese companion from a second scolding. “Walke to Central-Actual. I will fall into Yuudachi’s wake in five minutes,” she reports, her tone as business-like and no-nonsense as ever. “We’ll have radar sighting of K7 a few after that when we turn around the island’s coast; say twenty minutes total until we hit engagement range, adding another five minutes if they’re headed northwest as we’ve conjectured, over.” Unlike the modern-era arrays, the spirits seemingly have zero problem seeing through the Abyssals' shroud with their own ancient equipment.

“Central-Actual to Walke, Yuudachi, solid copy, over,” Warchief replies. “Central-Actual to Samidare, Maury, Amatsukaze, link up at E5. Report with your ETA in that order, go ahead.”
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>>42322240
>Naka is my favorite character. If you'd told me I'd say that 40 threads ago, I'd call you a dirty liar with no taste.

the writer is fantastic isn't he

>>42322242

FINALLY, SOMEONE ELSE TO SHARE THE BURDEN OF A THP WRITER WITH ABANDONED STORY

AH

HA

HA
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>>42322247

“Samidare to Central.” Light and feminine, different from the effusive, energetic Yuudachi yet with its own kind of energy; [i]bubbly[/i] in such a subtle way that the operators can’t help but unconsciously smile. “Forty minutes, over.”

“Maury to Central!” A gruffer woman, practically growling with frustration. “I’m an hour out. Gonna be late to the action, over.”

“Amatsukaze to Central.” Another quieter voice, but unlike Samidare’s, there’s something subdued and sad about it. “… twenty minutes.” One of the operators raises an eyebrow. That’s as close if not closer than Yuudachi and Goku, yet Amatsukaze is supposed to be even further out than Maury in her patrol pattern.

“Central to Amatsukaze.” Surprisingly, there’s hardly any bite to Warchief’s voice now; it is sympathetic, almost soothing. “I saw what you were doing this morning. Are you where I think you are?”

“Amatsukaze to Central,” she replies flatly. “I have no excuse.”

What comes next, though, is not the tongue-lashing that the operators expected. “You’re lucky tonight’s contact is south, and not to the north,” Warchief sighs. “Really lucky. Link up with Yuudachi and Walke instead. We’ll talk about this afterwards.” Those last three words are simultaneously of forgiveness and a gentle reassurance that she’ll survive tonight’s engagement. “As for you two; Samidare, Maury, disregard. Make it to K7 as fast as you can at your own pace.” With three destroyers now outnumbering the enemy’s two—the two transports are armed, but mainly with hastily bolted-on and juryrigged, high-angled and low-caliber AA batteries, nothing that should give a destroyer much trouble at range—there’s no need for Samidare and Maury to flank together for their own safety. Samidare will be safe enough blindsiding two outnumbered destroyers by herself.
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>>42322255

So THATS why you brought him the fuck on.

He's a decoy so people don't dog you about your abandoned shit! Fuckin, got it.
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>>42322255
Next thread when? So I may appropriately clear my schedule.
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>>42322276

The trio of destroyers give three quick ‘Wilco’s, and then Warchief’s management is done for the moment. “Central to all other units. Maintain your current patrols and keep your eyes sharp. Central out.”

The interior of the command center does not remain quiet, however. With the radio transmissions over for now, the operators return to discussing wavelengths, bearing, frequencies, and signal strength. The jargon is an enigma for anyone outside their circle, even to other radar operators. For months they have tried everything they could to work around for the Abyssal shroud. Now, they’re testing the latest version of procedure they’ve been refining for weeks; instead of attempting to filter through the noise, they will listen intently to the noise itself. Their repeated contacts have led them to understand that the “interference” has its own unique patterns of strength, density, speed, and bearing; if fully understood and catalogued, it should be as distinctive as any radar profile or screw pattern.

As listening posts and radar arrays all throughout the island chain begin shutting down and resetting to fit their newly inputted specifications, one of them takes advantage of the new silence to pass the time with errant conversation. “You know, I was reading an Ah-Meh-Ree-Cahn book the other day, about the white man’s perspective of our grandfathers’ war,” he says lightly, as if they were doing nothing as unusual as gutting the catch of the day. “These voyages the drowned ghosts make, they are very much like what the yellow men did. The ‘Toh-Kee-Oh Ecks-Puh-Ress’, they called it.”
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>>42322232
>A huge [i]thud[/i] and [i]whoosh[/i]
>he forgot this isn't THP and there's no italics

Gettin' rusty there balista-kun.
Taint spreading too far?
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>>42322302

“What’s a ‘Toh-Kee-Oh’?” another one of them asks, eliciting sighs from the rest of the men in the room. He is the youngest in the room, almost a boy. The continuation of his formal schooling is not nearly as important as his youthful aptitude for modern electronics, but at times like this his lack of worldly knowledge has the rest of the operators sighing with resignation. With barely a hair on his cheeks or chin, it’s doubtful that he’s even begun appreciating the opposite sex yet; not that there are any assigned as staff to this walled-off and gated harbor in the first place. None that aren’t spirits, at any rate, and even if that wasn’t an insurmountable obstacle, only one of them is an age to carry children anyways: the warchief herself, and she is far too gaunt and haunting for any man to think her anything but a guardian from beyond. To look at her as a woman to court would be as unnatural as attempting to rut with a whirlpool.

“Ah, ‘Toh-Kee-Oh’ is the name of the yellow chieftain’s city up north, the biggest city on all their islands,” the senior operator explains. “They would take food and ammo from there and bring it to these islands. Always at night, preferably on moonless or stormy nights, to try and sneak past the planes and patrols of the white man.”

“But Toh-Kee-Oh is to the north, and it is a city of men, not ghosts…” The youth trails off, obviously working with maps inside of his head. “The ghosts of the drowned, they always come from the east or the south. There is nothing about this that deserves the name ‘Toh-Kee-Oh Ecks-Puh-Ress’. It is a poor name. Let us not mention it to the spirits. If it was an auspicious name, they would have chosen to use it themselves.”

“And the ‘Toh-Kee-Oh Ecks-Puh-Ress’ brought food to keep men alive,” another man cuts in. “And we’ve all seen the pictures of when we defied the spirits’ warnings and opened one of those containers.”
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>>42322247
>landing barges the Abyssals will surely have deployed
hm...
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>>42322204
Though it seems far worse.... though it doesn't help that she's in a shipclass that doesn't have much to remotely boast. Or the meme associated with her.

>>42322255
I could say the same for Crix and those two torpedo girls.

And sharing the burden? there's a bunch of other people, difference is that Balista has yet to declare a story dead. That and unlike you, he had this feet dragging mocked in a meta special of a story by one of the characters

>>42322302
wordy as fuck... as always
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>>42321316
I kinda hope not. I think they conflict a little bit with the secret squirrel writeups, where he was interviewing some of the British and German girls.
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>>42322324

“Yes, yes, we were the ones who MADE the pamphlets, broadedcasted the radio announcements. ‘Do not open unidentified containers. Report them to your local base for proper disposal.’ There is no one on the island who does not know that.” A few months ago, a suicidally curious bunch of youths had swooped in on jetskis and made off with one of the floating cargo cans, probably in some hormone-fueled stunt to impress the ladies with a trophy. The next morning, their jetskis were found beached next to their skeletons, with the flesh melted from their bones and the opened, empty can sitting innocently in the sand. “What needs must the ghosts of the drowned fulfill? They do not eat.”

“Yet there must be a reason that we have never found an unaccounted-for drum in the daytime, despite the dozens, hundreds that they throw into the sea. Are we so sure there is nothing starving on our lands?” one of them asks them all, his voice quiet. “Think of the thousands of warriors who died fighting on this island alone. Their families are not here to feed them in their afterlives. A tower of stone is hardly sustenance.”

That grim note kills the conversation for a minute, then two. By the third minute, though, the operator is confident enough to continue his story. “Well, a few nights ago I overhead the spirits talking about the sorties they have been running. They were using the yellow man’s name for it, I believe?” He snaps his fingers and hisses. “Bah, it was some—“

The crackle of the radio simultaneously cuts him off and answers for him. “Yeaaaaaaahhhhhh baby! Yardbird to Central, you boys gave some damn fine directions, all units, it’s the Rat Transport Convoy, ladies and gentlemen—“

The transmission suddenly cuts out. One minute passes, then two. “Central to Yardbird, come in, over.” Another minute. “Central to Yardbird, what’s your status, over!”

https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/30069554/Black%20Cats/spoopy.jpg
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>>42322343
>difference is that Balista has yet to declare a story dead

which is continuing to make a promise he probably can't keep imo. I want to finish all my stories but you can only say SOON for so long before it's just so much bullshit and everyone knows it, you know

>>42322343

YOU LOST OOI
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>>42322353

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WL-HQBjF6oc

The radar network finishes rebooting just in time to catch the Abyssal shroud recoiling on itself like a living being. The mists on the display thin as the new code they’ve thrown together does its work, reading the fog itself to reveal four distinct Abyssal contacts right where they’d expected: just barely outside the red-marked cove. For a single sweep, there’s a strangely clear and crisp fifth mark amongst them, but then it moves onto the aerial display on the next sweep as Yardbird pulls up and out of his bombing run. The operators in the room crane their necks to catch the action unfold on that particular monitor, watching one of the Abyssal’s dots turn muzzy and heavily irregular. On the next sweep, a few, smaller dots have seemingly budded off of it: shallow-drafted landing barges launching from their parent transport. Yet on the next sweep they’re not forming their usual, orderly shore-bound chevron. Instead, they’re erratically and haphazardly moving away in all directions, like insects scattering from an upturned rock.

“—ahahahahAHAHAHAHA! Sorry about the wait! Had to make a pass while I could, opportunity was too good, there’s so much light coming off the fires I’m almost afraid to stick around. I’ll say again, come on down here, the water’s boilin’ and the party’s started; us Black Cats have found the Rats!”

https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/30069554/Black%20Cats/blackcatsboom.jpg
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>>42322349
I do think the ones that Frosty killed off weren't part of parker's interview, but eh, we'll see.
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This is... very wordy and hard to digest, on top of hard to understand thanks to jumping into things with callsigns and scant contextual clues.
Still interesting, though. I think I'll read it when I'm less tired so I can sort shit out
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>>42322177
Pretty sure Sammy is lighter and smaller than Harder, she just has a reputation for being a lot fucking tougher than she has any right to be. Just like Harder.
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>>42322378
>PBY Catalina
BRRRRTTTTTTT
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>>42322378

Annnnnd that's it for now. Next writeup (which should be ready by Saturday): the combat action itself!

>>42322242

EY

>>42322255

EY

>>42322310

FUCK

>>42322325

hhhahaha

>>42322343

EY

>>42322360

Hey, I did make a post about my life status. Just not... in a highly visible place, to be honest, but it was the most topical thread I had at the time.

>>42322398

It's show versus tell, which is a problem with in medias res. It's scant on context because it's supposed to let the (upcoming) action let all the gears and pieces really :click: in place in the readers' mind.

writing techniques yoooooooooooooooo

>>42322418

They aren't A-10s you idort
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>>42322378
>14 posts and ~24000 characters
Do we have to add a "FUCK BALISTA" rule to KCQ writeups too?
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>>42322435
Ah indeed. I guess it should have been
BRATATATATATATATATAT


Then again, loading an avenger or two on those things... MMmmmmm~
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>>42322435
There's writing techniques and then there's "all of these callsigns and numbers are muddling together and I can't tell what's happening"
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>>42322436
I don't even now what the story was about either?
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>>42322435
>all those ran pics
YOU PROMISED THEM A WAIFU AND NEVER DELIVERED

THEY WILL

NEVER
FUCKING

FORGIVE YOU
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>>42322436
>24000 characters
fuck three more write ups and well have a novel
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>>42322343
On one hand yes. On the other hand the abyssals are fighting with fucking monitors.
The Sendai class only sucked because it was almost 20 years old when the war started, and the abyssals have made it abundantly clear that being outdated is not reason to not be a royal pain in the ass in combat.
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>>42322413
That's a good thing. She'll last longer.
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>>42322474
And it'll be made up of one battle.
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>>42322493
>Sandai training Naka.
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>>42319978
She most likely made it herself.

Her crew actually stole an Ice Cream Maker out of a naval warehouse before she was launched so she knows how to make ice cream.
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>>42322474
24000 characters != 24000 words.
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>>42322528
>in bed
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>>42322457

>getting his callsigns confused

Well, there are a bunch of DDs who are merely on radio right now. Samidare and Yuudachi are :known:, but Walke and Maury aren't really known, they're just randumb USN DDs at this point, which is fair.

Yardbird and Goku, though, aren't callsigns, but outright names.

Look up Yardbird. As for "Goku", it means "59", and she's a PT-bote. Look that up.

>>42322463

It isn't about anything. Not yet. Think about the last meaty novel you read and let me know if you knew everything "it was about" only the first chapter in.

Of course this is problematic in and of itself. Kill me.

>>42322502

Two battles are planned. The upcoming nightbattle, and then the :realdeal:

I hope you like despaaaaaaaaaaaairrrrrrrrr
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>>42322492
By leveling effect, she should be more effective than in the actual war (though I suspect that unlucky explosion did more spiritual damage than suspected)

>>42322413
It might be a good match as Sammy's a pintsized force of nature.
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The darkness quietly held me. Formless in the long peace and tranquility I had known for so long, I drifted free of time, free of place.
This bittersweet silence had been my reward, unearned and unwelcome.
I had never fought for it.
I had never truly served for it.
I had only died for it.
So I sleep.

https://youtu.be/5NY2fp4Eib0

A sound stirs me from my slumber.
The abyss around me starts to move and pulse under its rhythm.
Confusion rules over my groggy mind; my land of peace and black shatters. The beat grows ever louder, a beat no ship of the Empire could ever forget.
The beat to quarters.
Memories wash over me. That call: a call to arms, a call to a fight, a call of duty and honour.
Every rumble shakes my being: I am needed, and with each beat the eternal oath I was built to honour voices once more.
I know not the reason, I know not the enemy, but I know this call.
It is enough.
And it thunders on.
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>>42322539
Wait, so there are more USN shipsluts than the ones in the main quest? Or are they supposed to be regular ships?
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>>42322556
I begin to rise, and the darkness gives way to a dim light above as my hull shudders and bends. The steel of my body collapses, thousands of tons of iron crumpling into a single, miniscule point. I feel the strain as my shape warps and twists, greater than the force of any wave ever taken. Growing near unbearable, the pressure suddenly stops.
My eyes snap open. From the senseless mass I had been the change is overwhelming! Touch, sight, sound! My fingers curl as I tentatively move an arm in front of my face, the pale skin a stark contrast to the dark of the Abyss. MY pale skin... I guess my hull found the form of a… a human?! But my movements are sluggish and difficult as whatever’s around me resists every action.
Looking back towards the sun, I watch the dull green light play over my skin. There is only one place I could be: under the waves.
The groans of steel startle me as clothing, rigging, and armour take their shape around me. Auburn hair—my hair—swirls around my head. The clothes, heavy and strange, itch at my skin with their unfamiliar fabrics. I’m a warship, and now I’m wearing a jacket over long white dress, both billowing around me. Gazing down at my slender legs, the armor of my shoes clashes with the white of my socks. The cotton brushes against my skin, soft and warm in contrast to the cold rigidity of my steel rigging. Looped through my belt, a parasol, and taking it in my hand, a quick twirl shows the striking red stripes that adorn its fabric.
How could these accessories, so alien to me, be mine? No being of war and destruction could possibly abide such frivolity.
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>>42322572
https://youtu.be/1eMSEuAe1bg

The trumpets snap me back to attention, their hymn guiding me towards the surface, now close enough now to see the clouds above.
A half-forgotten memory flashes across my mind.
Screaming.
Agony.
Anger.
They cut me apart, piece by piece. They snapped my cannons, shattered my hull, and ripped out my guts. They wrenched, pulled, tore and pried every piece of me away. Screaming for my builders, for my country, for my Admiral, I cried until they finally broke my keel. The country I had sworn to serve, the country I had dedicated everything to—from the moment of my birth to the last moment a crew had their feet upon my decks, the country that had meant the world and beyond to me—stood by and watched.
No.
I will not serve these traitors, these backstabbing rats who have pulled me from my slumber. Rage overtakes me, hot and sweet. The memories continue to flood back. Two years of torturous death, TWO YEARS I had spent dying in a breaker yard. In pain, my turrets and rigging crack, split and tear, leaking black ooze from wherever the armor cries. I barely notice.
My head cresting the glassy water, I drag in my first shuddering gasps with my mouth is above the sea.
The first sound I make is a scream, a scream of condensed rage, of betrayal and of hate.
Running out of breath I sputter for air. The taste of brine is the first thing to greet me, the ever familiar salt reminds me that I am no longer under the waves, that I am out of the depths once again. Through resentful eyes I gaze upon my surroundings in the mouth of a harbor.
Portsmouth.
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Amatsukaze was the testbed for shimakazes e pedimental boiler.

This means by animu logic, amatsukaze was a mother and shimakaze is her Yuri baby.
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>There was another boat named Harder: SS-568, a Tang-class
>Commissioned in 1952
>Sold to fucking Italy and eventually scrapped
>Faster submerged than on the surface
...I wonder if that's the abyssal cunt we tangoed with
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>>>42322593


LEWD.
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>>42322587
Even with the alien buildings and ships standing guard over the port, it is unmistakable. It was my old home, and even now it’s still trying to draw me in.
The awful melody blares from a band of royal marines at the opposite side of the harbor. In front of the drummers stands a cluster of officers, but one of them sticks out to me: his gaze bores into me more than the rest, and I didn’t need to use my rangefinders to figure out who he was.
Ice creeps into my chest, colder than any that had ever built up upon my decks. A single word escapes my lips.
“Admiral.”
That one simple word causes a knot of frozen iron to form in my gut. One of the men who had thrown me to the wolves, one of the bastards who had killed me DARED to stand before me!
Without a thought my fifteen inch guns bear at him.
I could reduce him and everything around him to rubble in mere moments, one simple thought and eight shells would kill everyone.
Kill.
Everything within me roars for the death of the men standing before me, and yet one tiny voice deep within me holds the pins back. A single point in the turbulent chaos, it guides me to look to where the rage builds from, and so I do.
Wrath. The black stain marrs my grey rigging, the force twists my turrets — transformed into gaping tusked maws, belching smog as they await the order to fire.
Grey flames rise off of the sea around me. The placid water, a mirror in front of me, lets me see… myself. The rigging on my back is warped and grotesque, black chitin clinging to my hull. My eyes, smoldering with hate, trail more of the occult fire.
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>>42322563

USN shipsloots, not plain-jane ships, yeah.
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>>42322539
>I hope you like despaaaaaaaaaaaairrrrrrrrr

So over a year before the next entry?

>>42322593
Sort of odd how normally dressed she is then as the whole "expermental" thing is the (flimsy as fucking hell) justification for her infamous outfit (one of the few things some remember her for)
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>>42322624
The Admiral.
Officers and personnel rush around him, but he stands still, eyes locked with me. The cold bites harder, harder than any despair I felt in the yard.
Something is terribly wrong, something is wrong with me and everyone here knows it. The band has stopped playing. They simply stare at me, at the freak they had pulled from the channel. Pain comes rushing through my hands, I had been clenching them to the point of drawing blood. Bleeding. What the fuck is this joke, I am a battleship, I was made to take the punishment of cannons, bombs, and torpedoes, and yet four little nails wound this frail form. Unclenching my jaw enough to chuckle, I begin to steam forward.
Then it hits me.
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>>42322631
Huh. For some reason I was under the impression that Settle commanded all of the US shipsluts. Guess not.
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>>42322639
A shell bounces off of my forehead. Pain erupts through my face as my guns roar forth, the snaps of their jaws closing to reload audible through my ringing ears, so too the slam of shells skipping off of the harbor.
Blinking away the fuzz, I watch as two columns of water crash down beside the officer’s platform. The tracers of the rest sail off inland.
Everything seems to slow down as the officers are washed off the platform. Everyone present moves. The band scatters, sailors rush inland, crews on their ships rush to quarters, and the ships’ own sirens blare out over the harbor.
I catch the eye of a girl standing on the shore, a miniature 4 inch gun trembling in her hands as she shies away, a look of horror plastered across her face.
Now the harbor’s claxon wails, pulling me back to my senses. I just fired upon one of, if not THE highest ranking officer in all of the Royal Navy, along with God knows how many other officials. I had crossed a line, and the longer I waited, the sooner I would have company that can punch harder than a four-incher.
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>>42322646
He was, at least the last time we asked planefag about it, but it seems that more have been coming back
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>>42322646
That's because it has been repeatedly stated that Settle had ALL the US shipsluts.

I dunno what his stuff is.
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>>42322646
It raises the question of why they're not under him as it seems Settle's at the main front of things.
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>>42322539
>Look up Yardbird. As for "Goku", it means "59", and she's a PT-bote. Look that up.

Forcing readers to do translations and research just to understand who is talking. Probably not the best of writing choices, mate.
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>>42322663
Rising toward flank speed, boilers roar to life, my rudder biting into the turbulent wake left by my propellers. More of the grey flame springs up in my trail. I watch the officers as I lean into the turn; plenty had been washed off, and they were now swimming to safety, but one in particular picks himself up off of the wet planks of the platform. There stood a rather waterlogged and perturbed looking Admiral, glaring daggers in the direction of the destroyer.
A massive splash echoes across the waves. At its origin, a girl skates across the churning harbor, steel masts and armament materializing on her back. She rushes towards the Admiral, two more girls of a similar look behind her.
Seeing them only spurs me to coax everything from my boilers, as no doubt there would be more of them coming, and no doubt some of them would be fast enough to close whatever lead I can set. Anything that can catch me out in the channel probably wouldn’t be capable of out-gunning me.
Having pointed myself west, I sail towards the middle of the Atlantic, unpatrolled and safe.
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>>42322646
>>42322668

He does.
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>>42322697
So the writeup is non-canon then?
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>>42322688
-------------------------

Glancing back towards Portsmouth hours later, I blast my radar on active one last time. Nothing had been shadowing me for the past hour at least, besides the occasional flyby of strangely shaped jets.
In the afternoon sun, I realize that I had been holding onto my parasol all this time. Opening it, I pause at the St. George’s Cross embroidered upon it for far too long, only stopping once I realize water is falling off of my cheeks.
“What a wonderful vanguard I turned out to be…”
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>>42322702

Watch. He'll say it's canon and kek off into the sunset.
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>>42322697
Excluding the three new girls mentioned in the email of course, yeah?
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>>42322702

Only conflicting parts. Main quest is a cookie cutter, slap it on writeups. Anything that doesn't fit in its bounds is not hard canon.

of course that cookie cutter is shaped like a planet and almost as big so that's not a high bar
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>>42322697
Oi Planefag has Sentinel claimed the Aussie waters yet? I might have to log into the IRC and pester you for writefag info so I can do it.
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>>42322712
>>42322717
So, kinda sorta but not really.

Ok.
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>>42322713
Those aren't shipgirls.
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>>42322712

FUICK should have done this fuck fuck fuck
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>>42322717
Now that sounds like a good recipe for a decu-style "every write-up in noncanon" cleaning at some point.
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>>42322753
>implying it doesn't already need to happen
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>>42322697

Except for the ones neither he nor any major nation's command know about. (aka conveniently overlooked to create space for fanwork to thrive in)

I justify it internally by asking what nation would dedicate their most valuable weapons aka shipsloots to stopping supply runs in some backwater archipelago country that seems to be taking care of itself.

Of course it's only 'taking care of itself' because of said shipsloots appeared/were summoned locally, and specifically refrain from contacting any form of high command so that they can remain where they are, continuing to sortie in the capacity that they are.

But what happens when they finally try and bite off more Abyssal than they can chew? That's the reality that will come crashing down on them all too soon.

despaaaaaaaaaairrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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>>42322753
>>42322761
>Naka, Hate, Navyfag, torpedo dykes is canon
>Everything else just roll with it unless it contradicts things
So long as planefag isn't trying to make mainquest follow what all the writeups establish, we're fine
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>>42322704
I'd bet decent odds that the Royal Navy were expecting something like this to happen at some point. MANY of their ships had less than dignified ends.
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>>42322749
CGN-9 had her reactor torn out and her hull was scrapped
That's not something you 'reactivate' with conventional methods
>dessed
captcha kongou no
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>>42322781
I guess, but when planefag intro'd this writer I assumed they were getting added to that list.

But whatever, it's just write-ups, who cares lol
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>>42322781
Isn't the Iowa fic also canon?
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>>42322780
>Except for the ones neither he nor any major nation's command know about.
>Of course it's only 'taking care of itself' because of said shipsloots appeared/were summoned locally, and specifically refrain from contacting any form of high command so that they can remain where they are, continuing to sortie in the capacity that they are.

That is fucking retarded.
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>>42322810
Yeah Iowa is canon.
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>>42322810
Hornet's is canon, yes.
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>>42322801
You betcha'. Its probably going to come up more than once as I continue writing.
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>>42322810
Right, forgot that one
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>>42322817
Almost as retarded as PBY's being geese.
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>>42322803

CGN-9 is currently up at the shipyard in Bremerton getting scrapped. Her reactor was torn out long ago, and, AFAIK, she's now just a glorified barge with no bow or stern.

Yeah, if she comes back, it'll be a severe case of scar tissue/body-horror
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>>42322761

The issue really is everyone wants to write about the same ships in the same general areas. That's not to call anyone out, and there's guys it doesn't apply to at all- torpedo sluts, for example, being a slice of life thing, works perfectly well with the quest, even when it's set in the same port and features some of the same ships. This means that communication is pretty important, but in some cases it's poor to bad, so... issues pop up.

Ultimately, it's planefag's game, so it's his rules, and his rules say, more or less, don't be a dildo. There's a couple posts he dropped as a hard and fast for determining off top if a story is canon or not a few threads ago, generally, that needs to be your guide- where a story conflicts with the quest, it's not canon. Pretty simple, honestly, when you get right down to it.
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>>42322803
>CGN-9 had her reactor torn out and her hull was scrapped

Not in this universe. Nor were the Belknap or the Oklahoma City sunk as targets.
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>>42322878
That sure is a statement you just pulled out of your ass
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>>42322878

It'd still be pretty interesting if in quest-canon, she came back with some kind of PTSD/scarring mentioning it.

Just my 0.02 dollars.
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>>42322753
>Now that sounds like a good recipe for a decu-style "every write-up in noncanon" cleaning at some point.

Decu did that because he had too many writeups to manage. I think I've got... 12? 13 people pitching in now? There's no way everyone could possibly collaboratively vet that morass. So if someone forgets that Ship A wasn't in Place B at time Y, you just default to the canon materiel (mainquest/tightly integrated writeups) and chalk up the sidestory's disagreement to character POV bias, misinformation, etc, etc, etc. Bigger deviations result in more alternate universe stories; with some shared elements and some their own thing, giving some fanon room to play.

I trust anon to be smart enough to figure out which is which, it's not hard
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>>42322904
>I COULD HEAR THE SAWS
>THEY WERE CLIMBING ONTO MY DECK
>INCHES AWAY FROM MY HULL

that's some pit and the pendulum shit right there holy fuck

>>42322726

nope nobody's claimed aussie ships but there is one in particular I have claimed dibs on :)
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>>42322901
Which is more likely, that or that they're trying to summon modern scrapped warships instead of their WW2 ships.
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>>42322901
he's right tho wwwww
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>>42322913
>I trust anon to be smart enough
>trusting anon
>anon being smart
Sure. Go with that.
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>>42322922
Most likely is that a trio of shipgirls came back on their own, like every US sh-
>>42322931
well damn your vagueness then
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All I want for Christmas planefag is wo-ass in the fleet.

Is that too much to ask?
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All I want for Christmas is an RNZN ship or two.
Even in the form of a flightless bird.
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Has SoDak shown up yet?
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>>42322979

would you be happy with the sundance kid
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>>42322918
Fuck I almost want to write it.

"CGN-9-chan, why do you flinch whenever you hear power tools?"

CGN-9's face falls, like a barrel down Niagara Falls, and her eyes take on a far-away look. "....I was still awake when they pulled out my reactor you know? I was screaming....always screaming....but no one could hear me."

At first the shuddering starts small but it progresses quickly, like a fire on an oil slick.

"I could hear the saws....they were climbing onto and over my deck...inches away from my hull, I COULD FEEL EVERYTHING."
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>>42323063
Yes.
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>>42323065
Likely not AS bad as it could be, considering the Reactor needed to be essentially replaced regardless, but still painful.
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>>42322817

>That is fucking retarded.

It is! But it's precisely the right kind of retardation, the "noble" kind of retardation, that people are able to lie to themselves and continue on with about until reality inevitably comes crashing down.

But I'll refrain from spoiling any more and just let next week's writeup move things along.
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>>42323065
See
>>42322587
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>>42323189
Cool, now I don't have to use my artistic talents on it. Those are important sacrifices for the Engineering gods ya know?
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>>42323147
No, I mean that's fucking retarded as concept. There is literally no reason why they would stay off the grid or not try to contact the Navy, or why the government in the Solomons wouldn't do it for them.
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>>42322967


Wo-class ass is a memetic hazard. Ever since I laid eyes on it, the image has been burned into my memory. Sleep provides no respite, it haunts my dreams, consumes my waking world. The shape, the contours, the way it flexes as she moves. There is no escape from this prison, and I am in enthralled by my jailor.
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>>42323216
where_we're_going_we_won't_need_sleep.png
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>>42322967
Yes.

Remove abyssal

>>42323239
It's ok to sleep.jpg
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>>42323251
I refuse
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>>42322781
I can't read Navyfag's writing because it bothers me for some reason. I think it's because it's thinly-veiled self insert fanfiction of a fanfic.
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>>42323367
That's assuming much, sure he draws on his ACTUAL NAVY LIFE for some things, but I doubt he's guilty of that sort of accusation.
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>>42323367
Good thing it also doesn't have anything related to canon outside of being "those spook guys Settle bullies".
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>>42323367
I got that impression from the first few installments, but that's lessened as of late
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>>42323209


"literally no reason" my ass, how much fiction do you read? Even I can think of a half-dozen reasons why right off the bat.

This is the basis of like every "local superhero" story ever. Why is Batman obsessed with Gotham City? Why doesn't Spiderman ever go hunting criminals internationally? Of course, the bloat of comic universes eventually end up reeling them in anyways, but that doesn't change the fact that they have (borderline unhealthy) obsessions with their familiar stomping grounds.

"Superhero tries to stay off the grid" is a classic trope. How many superheroes report to Congress the moment they discover they have superpowers? "Excuse me Mr. President, but I have superpowers and I think the government will know best how to make use of them," said no one ever. There are a lot of instances of a bunch of more worldly heroes trying to sway a potential ally into leaving his protectorate long enough to help them handle the Big Bad End-of-the-World Guy, or escalate that into politics—"if you don't ally with us against this guy he'll just invade you next", and yet the party digs its heels in and insists on protecting its own borders.

And why would a government try and out its own friendly neighborhood vigilante protectors knowing that the powers that be will most assuredly take them away?

Lemme guess, you like characters that are hypercompetent and always make the right decisions in the big picture; if they have personal problems, they just make a character "well-rounded" instead of actively jeopardizing success, because "that would be stupid", "real heroes don't let their own issues get in the way".

I blame video games for making perfect protagonists popular in fiction, holy fuck.
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>>42323216

>the way it flexes as she moves

video of Wo-ass where

i must know for reasons

curious because I already have all kinds of lewd MMD videos of kanmusus
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>>42323510
woah woah slow down anon, this is just a fanfic of a fanfic.
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>>42323147
This would be less retarded if Ooyodo and Maury weren't present given their respective roles and fame.

(As a reminder, Maury is one of the most prestigious Destroyers of the war. Also the same people who made the Arizona image made one for her.)
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Nui.
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>>42323613
kamo
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>>42323613
NuiNui will be the one telling the story next update, because Kitakami is being a boring neet!
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>>42323209
UN: "Oh thank you for alerting us to these ships we'll make sure they'll go where they're needed."
SL: "But we need them, we're barely holding on with what they have."
UN: "Sorry but international trade is more important"

Yeah good idea to share there
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>>42323209
There is no really sensible reason beyond "The story needs it"

>>42323579
Yeah "known ship in the bumfuck middle of nowhere" Is a pretty big red flag in terms of writefaggotry, especially with how Ooyodo's writen (gaunt, creepy).

Doesn't really matter as it's not really canon

>>42323669
Even though she seemed to like that one Marine? Though if she did go out, it'd likely be avoiding other shipgirls
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>>42323748
>Even though she seemed to like that one Marine? Though if she did go out, it'd likely be avoiding other shipgirls

I never really thought about pursuing that thread, it was kind of a one-off thing.
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>>42322704
Sad. Hope for a sequel.

Not much she can do, she can't go back after what she is and what she did, she still has enough of herself to not fall into evil now, does she hide, kill herself, or become a rogue Abyssal, fighting on her own way in a dream of redemption.
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>>42323813
Oh? that's a bit dissapointing as it could have been a character development thing for her. I mean it's something she actually ENJOYED for once.
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>>42323510
Actually the really hilarious part of the this excuse is that it's for the one superhero who would report to congress, namely Captain America, since Maury is explicitly written as an expy of him.
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>>42323510
>"Excuse me Mr. President, but I have superpowers and I think the government will know best how to make use of them," said Captain America.
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>>42323857
>>42323913
It was a goverment program that turned Steve Rodgers from whimpy Noody to the man we know today.

That and he would report to the government if it needed him (his bit in the Civil war was because he felt they were stepping over the line trying to force other superheroes to register)
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>>42323819
She becomes Shipgirl Cypher.
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>>42323688
And you think the US will be happy once they find out that the Solomons were keeping one of their hero ships secret? And probably getting her killed?

If you want to put them there, that's fine. But hiding them is stupid as all hell.
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>>42319924
Wait a sec. According to Naka, they already do this with Iku's... ballast.

You may be on to something, anon.
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>>42324015
Shipgirls have free will, if she chose to work for them then they're respecting her choice.

Technically the US no longer has the rights to her because she is no longer commissioned ship.
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>>42319642
Missed this but what is most likely going to happen is nothing, because fairy Higgins crew would know better than to traumatize their former crewmates like that.

They'd do anything they can not to get seen by Settle and Hate.

Maybe sign on Kongo's crew because that's the last place anyone would look for them.
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>>42323510
>>42323688

These guys get it.

>>42323857

>maury was done by jeanex

well shit, I didn't even realize

Her stuff doesn't seem to be translated, though, so I don't have any internal picture of her personality. Sure, she's got the shield, and her history is real-world history, but that's not automatically a Cap-clone to me.

>>42323913

As said already, he didn't find out he had superpowers and turn himself in, he was literally created by America to be a superhero. Now imagine if "Captain America" was dragged out of the sea and thrown onto an otherwise defenseless archipelago terrorized by night horrors on a regular basis. Do you think his first concern would be reporting back to his home nation when the enemy is already right in front of him? Especially a home nation that's not being hit nearly as hard as a developing country reliant on the sea for most of its population's protein intake?

>>42324015

It is, on a national/global/political/strategic level. Unfortunately for everyone involved, not everyone is thinking of the big picture. Is that such a bitter pill to swallow?

>>42324062

This is actually good point to think about. A big thing about shipsloots is that they have the drive to be "a good guy", per se. If I had to guess it's because if they were apathetic about the state of the world, they never would have reappeared in the first place—and if they wanted to be "the bad guy" they'd have reappeared as Abyssals.

It's why I chose to set up the story the way I have. What happens when a bunch of shipsloots choose to go against the grain and established authority? They're not being :evil:, they're just not immediately aligned with the Big Picture for some reason or another. Emphasis on immediately.

Honestly I hate namefagging this much but it is my idea, so I feel I need to answer these points as myself.
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>>42324015
you're worrying too much about something not really canon (Yuudachi being there? That breaks canon status right there as she's one of the girls on the base)
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>>42323940
It was a government program that turned *every ship-girl ever* from *an exercise in treaty rules lawyering/some white paper request* to the warship we know today.

Personally, it's pretty clear from that last exercise, that we really do need more ships. In particular, Maury and Ooyodo would have been a godsend. Ooyodo would have provided additional scouts, and could have led a submarine wolf pack (her original design goal). Maury would have been a far more experience destroyer leader than what we had.

>>42324152
>Her stuff doesn't seem to be translated, though, so I don't have any internal picture of her personality. Sure, she's got the shield, and her history is real-world history, but that's not automatically a Cap-clone to me.

Lazy author is lazy. You can find all the characterization here: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Characters/PacificDestroyersAndLightCruisers
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>>42324425

Many—seemingly most of them, even—appeared completely of their own accord, but almost all of them fell rather conveniently into the hands of a first world country. What if they appeared somewhere relatively remote or backwater?

And don't tell me the Solomon Islands aren't remote, they're literally who status on the international spectrum.

though.

>tvtropes list of tropes
>characterization

I've seen that already. Given that 95% of the stuff listed seem to be about obvious, surface level stuff and the other 5% is completely wrong, and that trope-lists are shitty ways to characterize things in the first place, I'll wait for a proper English translation to come first.
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>>42322704
Damn fine work. Are you in the irc?
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>>42322704
>>42323819
Sequel CLAIMED.

I reckon there's another ship that got sent to the breaker's yards that deserves another go, a counterpart to Vanguard's rage. A certain Grand Old Lady...



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