> Thursday, June 18th, 2015SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6thMECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8ZTHE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZTHE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B“Winona.” You button up the jacket on your fresh uniform pulled forom the closet. It’s 5:30 AM Sharp, you’ve already had a light breakfast, had a shower, and you’re ready to start your day. Unlike, Winona, who’s busy moping and curling beneath her blankets. “Winona, it’s 5:30.”“I have the day off,” she whines quietly. “I told you last night.”Oh. Right. Funny the things you forget when you go to sleep.“Still, early starts are the best starts,” you say proudly. You gently pat your hands on the side of her top bunk. “You get more time in the day, you’re less groggy and tired.”“Mmmmmmeh.” That’s not even a word. She holds up her hand weakly, pointing to the closet. “Could you get my bathing suit out of the closet?”“No,” you say. “I’m your superior, not your butler.” She groans, throwing her pillow over her head. You sigh.Alright, you guess you aren’t convincing Winona to get up on her day off. You pull up your Officer’s Pad. What good jobs do you have today?> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.> ENGINEERING: Finalization of expansion project above deck. Hard hat job.> LOGISTICS: Janitorial duty on General Studies Academy grounds.> SPEND VACATION DAY (1)
>>46566610>> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.SHIP COP.Also just help winona take out her bathing suit. Just this once.
>>46566610> LOGISTICS: Janitorial duty on General Studies Academy grounds.
>>46566610> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.
>>46566610>> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.
>>46566610>> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.Quick question, can we keep the contraband? I want loot.
>>46566857Why do you want to be the old hall monitors?
>>46566915Oh right forgot about them, Well it mostly depends on the item itself their bringing anyway.
> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.You pull out Winona’s bathing suit from the closet, a very frilly yellow bikini with a tiny skirt around the panties and a top that ties together from the front. How lewd. You toss it onto Winona’s head. She grunts. “Ow. Thank you.”“Later, Winona,” you say. “How long you gonna spend at the pool?”“Probably the whole day,” she mutters. “You’re free to join if you want.” She yawns, groaning. “Night.” It’s not even- ugh. You’re not going to bother. You step out of the dorm room. Time to get to work then.--> TODAY’S SHIFT – 20 STUDENTS + 30 STUDENT SECURITY STUDENTS + 10 DOGSYou place your hands on your hips, taking a backseat to the lecture by the commanding officer of the Student Security chief. She brushes back her neatly done ponytail and looks over the clipboard. “Right, ya lot, first things first.” At least her accent isn’t too bad, unlike the rest. “Here’s the deal. I’m Sergeant Aileen O’Keere. I am in charge of Customs, Import, Export, and other nonsense security wise. Here’s what yer gonna do for us, we are going to sweep each one of these containers for contraband and illegal arrivals. Contraband gets moved to the contraband section over there.” She points down to a pair of lazy looking Hall Monitors, next to a container marked Contraband. “Illegals are put into custody by us. Any questions?”Someone raises their hand. “What if they don’t want to be put into custody?”[1/2]
>>46567388[2/2]“That’s why we have tasers and handcuffs,” says O’Keere. She thumps her chest. You noticed the Student Security force also has uniforms of their own, black miniskirt, white blouse, but on top of that a tactical vest with pouches and presumably Kevlar plates as well, black gloves, collapsible batons, tasers, and a black baseball cap. “Yep? Yep? Everybody good? Alright. Teams of four, two Navy kids, two of my girls. We have metal detectors as well and K-9 Units will be cooperating with us too.”“Can we pet the dogs?” someone else asks.O’Keere sighs. “Aye, you can pet the dogs.” She squeals, immediately running over to the service dog and giving it a good ruffle of his fur. The dog licks her, whining happily. “Let’s get started.”Alright, how to go about this.> Supervise from the back.> Make a team with O’Keere, she seems to know what she’s doing.> Grab a metal detector and go in from the frontline.> Other
>>46566915Cause Elodie is kind of a straight arrow type it seems so far. Just feels in character.>>46566610> LOGISTICS: Check recently arrived import cargo for contraband and stowaways in cooperation with Law Enforcement Studies.
>>46567407> Supervise from the back.
>>46567407> Make a team with O’Keere, she seems to know what she’s doing.Get hands on with this. Its early in our career, let's get in as deep as we can so we know what we're best suited for later.
>>46567407> Grab a metal detector and go in from the frontline.
>>46567407>> Make a team with O’Keere, she seems to know what she’s doing.
>>46567407>Make a team with O’Keere, she seems to know what she’s doing.>> Grab a metal detector and go in from the frontline.>> Other
> Make a team with O’Keere, she seems to know what she’s doing.“Sergeant.” She looks over at you, a slight smile on her face. “Figure we can get this done together.”“Oh, yes we sure can, Zumzum,” she says. Zumzum? That’s new. She looks over and away. “O’Neil! Get one of them stragglers and bring up a detector, right now!” She looks back at you, folding her arms. “Along then.”“So.” You look at the containers that have freshly arrived off the ship lying in the cargo ship bay. Girls are already unlocking the containers and searching inside, while K-9 dogs are sniffing out anything you can’t. You say to O’Keere. “You get a lot of trouble in here?”“Oh, nothing too harmful,” she says. “Usually we find only stuff like drugs or pornography. Occasionally we get a girl trying to smuggle her boyfriend aboard, but there’s usually nothing too serious.”“I see.” O’Keere motions you to one unattended container. You and the other Naval Studies student get to opening it up. O’Keere shines a flashlight in, revealing a large variety of boxes. Seems like nothing but clothes.“Right, O’Neil, detector up front.” She nods, waving the metal detecting sweeper around the container. You wonder what good those’ll be actually considering these containers are made of metal. Maybe it picks up other sources or something, or ignores obvious sources of metal.Stop trying to justify it, your brain is gonna hurt.“Right, usually these containers are full to burst,” says O’Keere. “We generally don’t empty these things out because then you have to load ‘em back in.”> “Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”> “Guess we’ll stick with that.”> Other
>>46568069>> “Guess we’ll stick with that.”Let's assume the quasi-professionals know what they're doing.
>>46568069> “Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”Zumzum a best
>>46568069>> “Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”
>>46568069> “Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”
>>46568069> “Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”Let's find out why. We're here to learn.Also, obligatory pic.
Oh my god, I'm an idiot, I forgot to update the pastebins.
>>46568069> “Guess we’ll stick with that.”
>>46568358Commence updating!We shall be waiting warmly
>>46568069> Charisma: Talk him out of it. Appeal to his inner scumbag.
>>46568701Anon, I think you missed.
> “Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”“Why not do that? Can’t be too sure.”Sergeant O’Keere frowns. “Hm. I mean, we don’t because that takes a lot of time and we have a lot of containers to search.”You shrug. “It’ll only be about two or three hours extra.” O’Keere and O’Neil frown deeply, skeptically. “Look, it’s better to be safe than sorry, that’s what my Mom always said.”“Yer wee ma is a pussy,” says O’Neil. O’Keere punches O’Neil in the back. “Ow! Ya fecking cunt!” Rude. You fold your arms, glaring at O’Neil.“Fine, we’ll do it.” She sighs. “I don’t like it, but I guess since you’re in charge, we’ll do it.” Good, good.--With lunch time called, you found that only half the containers were done over a three hour time period. Twenty-five containers were unloaded, searched thoroughly, then reloaded. That just left another twenty-five to go. “Ugh, I’m tired.” O’Keere walks past you, dumping her lunch onto her lap. She has herself an apple, a grilled cheese sandwich, a milk cartoon, and a frosted vanilla sprinkled donut.“Well, hey, look at all the contraband we’re confiscating though!” you declare.“It’s just mountains of pornography!” says one of the hall monitors. “We didn’t even find any cool stuff like guns or drugs or bombs!”“When was the last time someone tried to bomb the school?” asks O’Keere.O’Neil shrugs. “Around the time LGA was segregated actually.”> Reassure them, you’re fighting crime before crime even starts!> Agree, yeah, this does kind of suck.> Remain quiet on the issue, maybe talk about something else.> Other
>>46568766>Reassure them, you’re fighting crime before crime even starts!
>>46568766>> Reassure them, you’re fighting crime before crime even starts!
>>46568766> Reassure them, you’re fighting crime before crime even starts!We are doing our jobs and doing them right! Like we're supposed to. And if we're diligent here, and bad stuff still shows up, we know where its not coming from and we won't need to waste more time searching stuff that we should have searched in the first place.Plus the more we search, the better chance we find the cool things!I've had too much coffee.
>>46568766> Reassure them, you’re fighting crime before crime even starts!
>>46568766> Remain quiet on the issue, maybe talk about something else.
>>46568766>worrying about physical porn when the school has internet
> Reassure them, you’re fighting crime before crime even starts!You sigh. “Come on, guys. We’re fighting crime before it even happens!”“Oh, aye, the crime of sticking your fingers in yer gowl while reading up on Jenna Jameson. These pornos we confiscate be so vintage I swear some of them come in sepia!” One of the Hall Monitors doesn’t like that it seems. Alright, fair, maybe it’s not the most exciting thing in the world.“’Sides,” says another one of the Hall Monitor. “Every good catholic knows the good porn is on the internet. No fecking goon uses porno mags anymore.”O’Keere nods, biting down into her donut. “Face it, Zumzum, you made a shitty even more shite.” You roll your eyes. Well, excuuuuse me.Your phone receives a new text. You decide to check it really quickly.From: Griselda PoolPractice cancelled today. Will pick up tomorrow with map meeting. Have to work on money and recruitment.- GrisHm. Seems you’re free the rest of the day then at least.> “Alright, let’s get back into it then.”> “So what’s Student Security like, is it hard?”> “Tell me about yourself, Aileen. You seem pretty keen.”> Other
>>46569322> “Fine. You better be right about this.”
>>46569322>> “Alright, let’s get back into it then.”
>>46569322>> “Alright, let’s get back into it then.
>>46569322>“So what’s Student Security like, is it hard?”It does look rough. Drinking coffee, wandering around, huffing donuts, taking bribes. Brutal work.
>>46569487Anon, pls. They aren't that corrupt anymore.
>>46569322> “Tell me about yourself, Aileen. You seem pretty keen.”
>>46569322> “So what’s Student Security like, is it hard?”
>>46569582Ok, they don't take bribes.
>>46569322>“Alright, let’s get back into it then.”
> “Alright, let’s get back into it then.”“Alright, well, let’s get back into it then,” you declare. They groan, standing back up and walking over to the containers. “Come on, I got a feeling! Maybe we’ll find something cool!”“That’s the problem, we’re not allowed to take anything we confiscate home,” says O’Keere. “Even the porn we throw into a dumpster fire, not like anybody misses it, aye?” Okay, well… okay, that’s fair.”--“I’m telling you!” A very haggard looking boy in dirty clothes is led away by a pair of Student Security girls in handcuffs. “I don’t know how I got into one of those containers, I Swear! I don’t know anybody on this ship!”“Yeah, yeah, likely story, boyo,” says O’Neil. They stuff him into a paddywagon. “I’m sure ye make some new fecking friends in the Processing House, boyo.” They slam the door shut on him.[1/2]
>>46570330[2/2]Okay, other than finding a boy who obviously was almost smuggled aboard, things didn’t really go excitedly as you hoped. Just porn, some non-labeled pills, a few abandoned pets here and there for the shelter. You sigh, groaning. Pretty boring day actually.But at least all the containers are searched. You check your watch. 3PM. Hey, at least you got done on time today.> JOB COMPLETED> +5 CPSergeant O’Keere talks with you as the shift gets dismissed. “I like you, Zumzum, you got a bit of spark in you.” You smile, nodding. “Tell you what though. Would you like to help Student Security with something in the future? Not today of course, it seems they ain’t out and about today.”“What’s the problem?” you ask.“Smugglers,” says O’Keere. “They keep trying to sneak contraband through our noses through channels like this. We could always use some extra leadership to help us out, ye?” You nod. Fair enough. She pats your arm, clicking her teeth. “Call me up on your pad there next week or so. We can discuss the details.”> NEW QUEST> “Fly Casual”> Get to the root of LGA’s smuggling problems.And with that, you sigh, rubbing your sweaty forehead. Seems like things are done at least. Now what to do for the rest of the day?> Embark on a Subquest (Which)> Call someone to hang out (Who?)> Winona’s at the pool, maybe head over there.> Other
>>46570364>Winona's at the pool, maybe head over there.
>>46570364> Winona’s at the pool, maybe head over there.POOL!
>>46570364>> Winona’s at the pool, maybe head over there.
>>46570364>Winona’s at the pool, maybe head over there.Yay! Socializing! We worked hard today. Let's go swimming!
>>46570364> Winona’s at the pool, maybe head over there.
> Winona’s at the pool, maybe head over there.--After picking up your school swimsuit from your dorm, you arrive at one of the public pools LGA has to offer. You cover your face a bit, shading it from the sun. It’s a pretty hot day today too. Winona’s been here all day, hopefully she hasn’t got sunburn.When you step in, you see that Winona is laying face down on a towel, her bikini top undone and laying next to her. Uh, Winona. You clear your throat. She looks over, tipping her sunglasses. “Oh, hey there, Ellie!” She smiles happily. “What’s up?”“I should ask the same thing, why aren’t you wearing your bikini top?” you ask.“Tan lines,” she says. “I think they’re a bit goofy.” That’s fair. You’ve had enough of Jersey shore guidos with tanlines running amok in your neighborhood. Still, this isn’t exactly the place to take off your swimsuit, what with all the people about. Is that Ingrid, Josephina, and Stack in the water already? “Oh, the rest of the girls are here too if you want to play with them!” They toss around a beach ball in the water, trying to get it as far up as possible.> “Nah, I’ll just get my swimsuit on and relax like you.”> Take a dip in the pool, cool yourself off.> Sit down next to Winona and relax. You don’t plan on doing anything extreme.> Other
>>46570993>> Take a dip in the pool, cool yourself off.
>>46570993>“Nah, I’ll just get my swimsuit on and relax like you.”
>>46570993>> “Nah, I’ll just get my swimsuit on and relax like you.”Time to use that new swimsuit.
>>46570993>“Nah, I’ll just get my swimsuit on and relax like you.”>school swimsuitElo couldn't recognize fun if it gave her a lapdance.
>>46570993>“Nah, I’ll just get my swimsuit on and relax like you.”Tiebreaker!
>>46570993> Take a dip in the pool, cool yourself off.
> “Nah, I’ll just get my swimsuit on and relax like you.”--You sit in the sun, basking in the warm glow of summer. Winona lay right next to you, earbuds in her ears, listening to music as time went by, waiting for her tan to develop. “Hey! Hey! Ingrid!” Stack stood proud in the shallow end, wearing a red one piece, smiling happily. “Bet you can’t hold your breath as long as I can!”“You’re on!” yells Ingrid. They both dump themselves into the water. Josephina meanwhile stands between them, watching them try to keep themselves under. Finally, they both come up at the same time, gasping for breath.Josephina points to Ingrid. “She came up first.”“Yeah!” Ingrid pumps her fist.“Aw, you cheated!” Stack yells.“How do you cheat at holding your breath!?” Ingrid shouts. “Do you see gills on me anywhere!?” Ingrid wears a more modest blue two piece with a white stripe coming up the middle, and with an exposed midriff.Josephina meanwhile wears a white and black one piece, twiddling her fingers. “How about instead we swim to the deep end?” Ingrid and Stack look at her. “I bet I could beat you. I mean… that is…” She coughs, blushing a bit. Stack immediately sets off, spraying up water the whole way.“No fair!” Ingrid and Josephina immediately bolt after her.You smile a little. Kids. You look over at Winona, who pulls out one of her earbuds. “Ain’t today just the best? No practice, no duties, even you have some stress to kill today, don’t you?”“Yeah, I guess.” You look over to see some boys as well playing around in the pool, splashing each other and wrestling themselves into the water. Huh, you recognize some of those boys. They’re from the Kill Devil Hills Skycraft team. At least they’re keeping a good distance away. You can’t imagine having to interact with boys undressing you out of your swimsuit with their eyes.[1/2]
>>46571625[2/2]Still, they didn’t drive themselves here. You look over to the parking lot to see a familiar jeep with a canvas cover on it. In there, you find Jeep Jockey kicking his feet up onto the dashboard, eating a grilled cheese, watching something on his laptop.Hm.> Join the pool antics, you feel like getting a bit wet. Just stay in the shallow end.> Walk over to Jeep Jockey. See why he’s alone.> Get yourself some ice cream and food to eat, you’re pretty hungry.> Other
>>46571647>> Walk over to Jeep Jockey. See why he’s alone.
>>46571647> Join the pool antics, you feel like getting a bit wet. Just stay in the shallow end.
>>46571647> Get yourself some ice cream and food to eat, you’re pretty hungry.
>>46571647>Join the pool antics, you feel like getting a bit wet. Just stay in the shallow end.
> Join the pool antics, you feel like getting a bit wet. Just stay in the shallow end.
>>46571647>Walk over to Jeep Jockey. See why he’s alone.Suspicious!
>>46571647>Buy some grub then bother jeep jockey.
>>46571647>> Walk over to Jeep Jockey. See why he’s alone.Shouldn't we have done a side-quest?
>>46571647>Join the pool antics, you feel like getting a bit wet. Just stay in the shallow end.Elo doesn't know how to swim, does she?
>>46571947No need to be 100% serious all the time. A little break is always nice. I always wondered how Gertrude held it together.
>>46570497>http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6thI thought we should at least have done the find the alternate ways to find money but that's just me.
>>46571647>> Walk over to Jeep Jockey. See why he’s alone."You are not jacking, are you?"
>>46572045Mostly because she knew that if she failed the school will be lost and she had fun, she loved tankery.Though for a quest like this, I find it very hard what is 'serious' and what is a 'break'
>>46572045She allowed fun. Elo doesn't.
>>46572045Also in another sense Elo is always serious considering her background.
> Walk over to Jeep Jockey. See why he’s alone.You stand up off of your towel, pulling on some sunglasses borrowed from Winona. “Where are you going?” she asks.“I’ll be back, don’t worry,” you say. She shrugs, going back to napping peacefully. You step out of the pool area and into the parking lot, then find the Jeep Jockey there watching a Tankery match. He’s got his earbuds on, meaning he doesn’t even hear you approach. And by the time you’re leaning over his shoulder, you can pretty much see who’s fighting who. It’s from the first weekend matches, J Walter Christie vs. Glenn Curtiss. Actually a very anticipated match up.Jeep Jockey quirks his brow, then turns around. “HOLY FUCK!” he yelps, jumping back in his seat when he sees you standing there. He rips out his earbuds, looking at you in shock. “Jesus, do you always stand over people’s shoulders quietly? That’s pretty scary you know.”You fold your arms. “I fail to see how I’m scary.” He shakes his head, dusting some crumbs off of his khaki shirt and his brown pants. “What are you doing here? Rest of your guys are playing in the pool, seems odd you aren’t.”“Oh jeez, ain’t you just a modern day Dick Tracy.” He shrugs, taking a bite out of his sandwich. “Look, I don’t do pools, alright?” His eyes quickly glance down at your chest before meeting your eyes again. “I’m not exactly uh…” He bites his lip.“You can’t swim.”“Yeah.” He coughs.You sigh. “I’m not a good swimmer either. I almost drowned in a pool once actually,” you admit. “Don’t say that to anyone else.”“I’m going to tell everybody.” You place your hands on your hips, glaring angrily at him. “Kidding. Mum’s the word. Besides, not like anybody here talks to me longer than five minutes.” You roll your eyes. How pathetic. “Now, if you excuse me. I have a grilled cheese that needs eating and a match to catch up on.”> “Come on, have some fun with us."> “Fine, be a loner. See if anyone cares.”> “Alright then. Later.”> Other
>>46572439> “Alright then. Later.”
>>46572439>> “Alright then. Later.”
>>46572439>“Alright then. Later.”Sometimes you just gotta let a man kick back and enjoy his sandwich.
>>46572439> “Alright then. Later.”Hope the match is good!
>>46572439I hope his grilled cheese came out better than poor anon's did.
>>46572575I'm sure it's a great grilled cheese!
>>46572575Is it from first LGA? I vaguely remember this but forget from which quest.
>>46572669Yep, back when Fairless kissed Trude and everybody flipped the fuck out over whether to reciprocate or not.
>>46572669Yup. It was when we harem'd up with Fairless and Kitten.Good times. Not that anon, by I save it for any quest when someone bitches about routelock or waifu wars
>>46572703> routelock> waifu warsoh god the horror. Those were times that made me the man I am today.Not that it's a good thing but still.
>>46572439>> “Come on, have some fun with us."
>>46572703The real tragedy is that it was a shit-tier sandwich, so he missed the vote for nothing (not that it would have made any difference)
>>46572731The kind of man that regularly goes to a graveyard to put flowers on a grave marked "GermanSchteel's hopes and dreams"?
>>46572750That's what makes it so good.Its also useful for when an anon bitches about the outcome of votes.Or really anytime someone is whining about not getting their way.
> “Alright then. Later.”You sigh. “Well, alright then, later.” He gives you a dismissive wave, pulling on his earbuds and resuming watching the match.You come back to Winona suckling on a popsicle, having put her bikini top back on and now sitting back and relaxing. She looks over at you, then tosses you a creamsicle still in its wrapper. How’d she know? Hmph. You unwrap it, then take a bite out of it. It’s already melting quick. “What was that all about?” asks Winona.“Oh, nothing. Just that guy being lonely as all,” you say. Winona leans in closer, smirking as she sucks on her popsicle. “What?”“You like him, don’t you?” she says smugly. You scoff. As if. There’s nothing attractive about pathetic losers like Jeep Jockey. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell.” She pokes your cheek, trying to prod you. But the fact that you aren’t blushing and in fact angrily staring at Winona tells her that you do not in fact find him attractive. “Okay, I get it,” she says simply. She points to some of the boys playing around in the pool. “What about one of them?”“Winona, please,” you say.“Fine,” she says. A bit of creamsicle drips down onto your breasts. Ugh, disgusting. You grab a napkin and start wiping it off. “Truth be told I’m not sure I feel ready for a boyfriend myself. The only boy in my life is my snake, Cuddles.”“Where is he?” you ask.“Oh, he’s right here.” Winona pulls up a big black bag, and popping his head out to greet you is Cuddles the snake. “He deserves to bask in a day like this with the rest of us, yeah?” She bites down on the popsicle, then flicks the stick into a nearby garbage bag. “Well, I’m going to join the others in the pool.” She stands up, smiling down at you. “Wanna come with?”> “Nah, I’m gonna sit and eat this creamsicle.”> “Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”> Other
>>46572853>“Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”SOCIAL!
>>46572853>> “Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”
>>46572853Winona sure loves that snake.> “Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”
>>46572853>> “Nah, I’m gonna sit and eat this creamsicle.”
>>46572925Cuddles loves her back.
>>46572853>“Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”
>>46572853>“Nah, I’m gonna sit and eat this creamsicle.”Lazy ice cream afternoon.Life is good.
>>46572853> “Nah, I’m gonna sit and eat this creamsicle.”
>>46572853>“Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”Time to get wet.
>>46572853>Nah, I'm gonna sit and eat this creamsicle.We're an officer after all, even though they're our friends we should try and keep some air of aloofness. Poor Jeep Jockey, dude fucked up his dream and now he's on permanent "gotta be careful because everyone hates me" mode.
> “Sure, why not. But let’s stay in the shallow end.”The pool water is warm, comfortably so even. The chlorine scent in your nose and the water rushing onto your bathing suit is already cooling you from the hot rays of the sun. “Alright,” you say. “Let’s not go too far, Winona, we just ate so I don’t wanna-“ Winona splashes water into your face. “Ooh, you!” You punch the water, sending some droplets into hers. She laughs, trying to splash more into you. “Stop that!”“Haha!” Winona hurriedly pushes her way through the water, then leans forward and starts swimming away. “Catch me if you can!” Ugh, all you can see now is her butt and her legs swimming away. Why, you oughta… You push away from the wall, trying to catch up to her by walking through the water. You duck underneath a beach ball and some pool noodles, hurrying along.Honestly, you haven’t had this much fun in quite a while. This is great!Until you realize she’s swam out to the deep end with Ingrid, Josephina, and Stack. “Come on! Ellie!” yells Winona. She treads water next to the three of them, smiling.Uh.Huh.> Find something to float on.> “As your superior, I order you to swim back to me!”> Try and swim over there. It can’t be that deep.> Other
>>46573714>> Find something to float on.
>>46573714> “As your superior, I order you to swim back to me!”
>>46573714> Find something to float on. other than the obvious
>>46573714> Try and swim over there. It can’t be that deep.
Do we have to keep calling him Jeep Jockey. Can't we just call him Jay Jay
> Find something to float on.You look over to see an inflatable inner tube being unattended to. After a few seconds of making sure nobody owns it, and it probably belongs to the pool, you decide to take it for yourself. Haha! You’ll join them in the deep end now! You dog paddle your way to them, smiling all the way. With you floating pretty in the inner tube, you come up to them. “Right, what manner of antics are we gonna get up to, girls?” you ask.They stare at you, confused. Stack asks you, “Uh, Ellie. Do you know how to swim?”“Pssh, yeah I know how to swim,” you say. “I’m swimming right now!”Ingrid points to your inner tube. “If you can swim, then get rid of the tube.”“No!” you call. “This- this tube is for Officers, and I am an Officer, and I get a tube so I don’t have to overexert myself.” They stare at you, not convinced at all.Winona grins, looking at the other girls. “Bet you I can touch the bottom of the pool!” She sinks down, her legs kicking up as she swims down. Stack and Ingrid also swim down as well.Josephina remains with you, smiling. “If you want, I can teach you how to swim.”> “Could you?”> “I can swim! Watch!” DIVE DIVE> “I can swim, I just don’t want to.”> Other
>>46574335>> “Could you?”
>>46574335> “Could you?”
>>46574335>> “Could you?”So did anyone see that new anime about highschool girls crewing a ship?
>>46574335>You can teach me how to swim BETTER.
>>46574335>> “I can swim! Watch!” DIVE DIVEinb4 we reenact Kursk submarine.
>>46574335> “I can swim, I just don’t want to.”
>>46574335Good officers know when to ask their subordinates how to do stuff.
>>46574335> “Could you?”Ain't too proud to ask for help.
> “Could you?”Your cheeks go red a bit. Ugh, this is so embarrassing. “Could you, Josephina?”She smiles. “Oui!” She offers her hand, and you take it. She starts swimming to the shallow end. “Come on, I will show you how.” Alright, at least it’s not Stack or Winona who’d definitely make a big thing out of it, and Ingrid who’d probably give you backhanded insults about it.Once you feel your feet touching the floor of the pool, you step out of the inner tube. Josephina stands like an absolutely giant over everybody, almost like a tree in a swamp. “Here, lean forward.” She takes your hand. You slowly lean forward. “Good, good. You just need to relax, and kick your feet in rhythm.” She steps to your side, then places her hand beneath your hips. “Try it, come on.” You slowly start propelling yourself forward. “There it is, you are doing good, oui?”Ugh, you feel like a child.--Winona, Ingrid, and Stack stopped their little game to watch you slowly get the hang of swimming. By now, the sun was beginning to set, which meant people were leaving now. The boys from the Skycraft team had left, most families had also left to grab and early dinner as well.Josephina stands next to you, holding your hand. “Alright, all you have to do now is tread water, just like I showed you.” You bite your lip.“Come on, you can do it, Ellie!” yells Winona.“Yeah, use those marshmellows of yours to float!” says Ingrid. Oh those two!“Come on, one time, Ellie!” Stack cheers you on.You sigh. The deep end.> nah fuck this, you’re out.> Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.> “Could you guide me, Josephina?”> Other
>>46574941>> Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.C'mon, Ellie should float naturally.
>>46574941> Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.
>>46574941>> Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.
>>46574941> “Could you guide me, Josephina?”
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>46574941> Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.Rolling for drown chance!
>>46574941>Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.We have a good teacher! We will make sempai proud of our not-drownings!
> Go for it. At least if you drown, you won’t experience embarrassment.You sigh, then push yourself off the shallow end. You start hurrying your ass down to the deep end. The water crashes right in front of you, parting ways like it did for Moses of old. Gotta hurry, gotta move. You’re a shark! And if sharks stop moving, they sink! You hurriedly punch your way through, then slap the deep end’s wall. Ha! You made it!You push off then slowly begin treading water.…You’re treading water! Haha! “Whooo!” All of your girls clap and cheer. Stack whistles loudly, jumping up and down. “Yes! You did it!”You’re swimming! Haha! YES!--After showering off the chlorine in your hair and on your swimsuit, you take off your swimsuit and put your uniform back on. Unlike your girls, who all elect to dress like they just came out of Jersey shore. Winona wears black short shorts with a white blouse tied (not buttoned) barely around her chest, exposing her bikini top. Stack simply wears some shorts and a vest around her swimsuit. Ingrid as well puts on her uniform miniskirt and a blouse, unbuttoned mind you. And Josephina simply puts on some track pants and calls it a day.How lewd.But it was a good day today you reckon. You’re tired, but in a good way.> + 2 STRENGTH TO ALL CREW MEMBERS.Winona smiles at you. “So, I’m thinking dinner! What do you think?”> Have it at your place.> Let the girls decide where to go.> Find a restaurant that serves hot food and has some entertainment.> Find a restaurant that just serves food. Too tired to play around anymore.> Other
>>46575608> Let the girls decide where to go.
>>46575608>> Let the girls decide where to go.We're too tired for this.
>>46575608>Let the girls decide where to go.We're easy going today.
>>46575608> Find a restaurant that serves hot food and has some entertainment.
>>46575608>> Let the girls decide where to go.
> Let the girls decide where to go.--You decide to get a quick cool down dinner at Denny’s. Your attire, or more accurate Stack’s and Winona’s attire was drawing a few longing gazes here and there from the few Kill Devil Hills High School boys that were eating here as well. But it was nothing you really had to worry about. If you knew anything about Skycraft boys, it’s that they’re too full of themselves to try and come to girls instead of the other way around.After some quick service, your meals are put out in front of you. You ordered yourself some spaghetti, Stack and Ingrid ordered up some burgers, Josephina a salad, and Winona some fries and a milkshake. “So how’s the modeling stuff going, Winona?” Stack asks.“Oh it’s great!” Winona smiles happily as she chews on a fry. “I actually ordered myself a new T31 Demo tank, probably one of my favorites!”“A T31 Demo?” asks Ingrid. “Never heard of that tank.”“Ugh.” Stack leans back, pouting. “It’s one of those Funnies that J. Walter Christie owns that they picked up out of a scrapyard. It was supposed to demolish defenses on D-Day but it never got past the prototype phase.” She says this almost dismissively.“And I love it, it’s even better than say a Hotchkiss with Neb rockets on the sides.” Stack shrugs at that. “What about you, Ellie? Got a favorite tank?”> Got a favorite tank?> Y/N
>>46576316>> YTiger baby, shit on the Nazis as much as you want but they can design a mean tank.
>>46576316>N"Haven't seen that many to form an opinion yet"
what are the chances that gris-gris whore herself out for mad dosh
>>46576316The Super Sherman or that Supermaus
>>46576316>Y The M18 Hellcat
>>46576491Nah, I bet Trude whores her out to all the contacts she made from her first year. The real question is who are her regulars?
>>46576491>>46576868Imotos are not for lewds
> N“Not really. I love all tanks equally I guess,” you say.Stack smiles. “Good answer. I like that. Y’all can learn something from Elodie, there ain’t one particular tank that’s the best. All of them are the best in their own way.”“Except the Valiant,” says Winona.“Yeah, Valiant’s kind of shit but…” Stack shrugs. “Eh. No argument.” She looks over at Ingrid, who’s busy on her phone. “What are ya looking up, egghead?”Ingrid grunts. “Box scores. Indians.”“Aren’t they the ones with the really racist name?” asks Winona.“Redskins, completely different controversy,” says Ingrid. “Indians got pasted by the Cubs last night, hopefully they can pull it out today.” You all nod, not really understanding of it. Ingrid blinks. “Did I tell you guys about-“ You shake your head, glaring angrily at her. “… nevermind.” Close one, Ingrid, close one.Winona smiles at you. “This weekend though. Gagetown duo. Think we’ll do well?”> Boast> Neutral> Polite
>>46576973Too late, I bet the entire senior class at Black Forest Peak has already had their way with her as a graduation present
>>46577021>NeutralProbably split the set again, I think.
>>46577021This Anon >>46577086 prognosticates truly.
>>46577021>> NeutralGonna be tough especially if they follow through on the threat to bring more tanks for the flag match.
>>46577021>> BoastGagetowns lower on the previous years standing.If we can tie with kursk, we cancdo this shit.Morale~
> Neutral“At best, I think we can split the set. They’re pretty well-disciplined bunch but overall. I think we can do incredibly well if we can force them out of their comfort zone. That’s just me though.” They all shrug, in solemn agreement with that. At least you didn’t outright state that this team was bad, but well, that’d be rude.Winona checks her watch. “Ooh, it’s getting late. We should head home. Probably got work to do tomorrow.” Fair enough. She drops a 20 down on the table. “Come on, girls. All on me.” You all stand up and head out of the Denny’s after paying the check.But before you split up, Josephina stops you. “I just want you to know, Elodie. It was really great that you let me teach you how to swim.”“You didn’t teach me how to swim, you taught me how to swim better,” you say quickly. “There’s a difference.”“Irregardless.” Ingrid’s eye twitches. Josephina says, “I believe that is very humble of you, and I hope that you can continue to open yourself up to us as the tournament and eventually the next four years at this school goes on.” She smiles happily. “Thank you.”> + 5 MORALE TO JOSEPHINAWow, that’s… quite something from her.Right, what now then?> Split up, head back to the dorm, go to bed.> Invite everyone back, have a slumber party again before practice tomorrow.> Invite yourself in to one of their dorms. (Who?)> Other
>>46577600> Invite everyone back, have a slumber party again before practice tomorrow.
>>46577600>> Invite everyone back, have a slumber party again before practice tomorrow.
>>46577600>Invite everyone back, have a slumber party again before practice tomorrow.
>>46577600>Split up, head back to the dorm, go to bed.A good night's rest for everyone. Slumber parties are for when we don't have important things in the morning.
>>46577600>Split up, head back to the dorm, go to bed.>>46577732
> Invite everyone back, have a slumber party again before practice tomorrow.--Winona helps Cuddles back into his terrarium as you welcome everyone back into the dorm. “Alright, everybody. Welcome back to the dorm!” she says. Stack and Ingrid look at Cuddles curiously as he slithers into one of his hidey-holes. “You all know Cuddles, this is his home.” She snaps her fingers. “Forgot to feed him actually.” She reaches into the cooler next to the terrarium, and pulls out a frozen mouse. “Here we are!” She drops it, and Cuddles curiously looks at it. “He’ll eat it eventually, just wait.”You place your jacket back on the coat hangar and pull off your pantyhose as well. “Don’t bore them with Cuddles’ antics, Winona. This is a slumber party.” You smile, shaking your fists in anticipation. “We’ve got to have fun in a slumber party!”“Or we could just swamp Elodie in her bed,” says Stack. “You make a really good pillow, Ellie, no offense.”“Um.” You blink. “Offense taken. I’m not a pillow.”Winona shrugs. “I dunno, I can see two very good reasons as to why you’re a pillow.” You cover your chest with your arm. How dare they reduce you to this? You look at Josephina, who remains quiet under peer pressure. Ugh, thanks a lot, Josephina. What about Ingrid?Ingrid looks at you. “I prefer your thighs,” she says simply.FUCK> “You’re all sleeping on the floor.”> “Fine, we can share a bed. But after this, you all are buying your own tents when we camp out.”> Other
>>46577993> “Fine, we can share a bed. But after this, you all are buying your own tents when we camp out.”Good taste.
>>46577993>“You’re all sleeping on the floor.”And we should give Ingrid the cards we found.
>>46577993>> “Fine, we can share a bed. But after this, you all are buying your own tents when we camp out.”
>>46577993>“Fine, we can share a bed. But after this, you all are buying your own tents when we camp out.”Just for tonight... that's what she'll tell herself at least
>>46577600>IrregardlessGOD DAMN IT NANCY!! you never live it down 2 yea rafter
>>46578293Some troll wannabe. Posts it in several threads a day and the disappears for a while to start his short-dicked faggotry again later.
>>46578078sorry bud the leather club is two block down
> “Fine, we can share a bed. But after this, you all are buying your own tents when we camp out.”You roll your eyes. “Okay, you all can share my bed with me. But, after this, you all are going to buy your own tents to sleep in when we camp out during the Gagetown set.” They all nod, agreeing with that. “Good. Other than, let’s uh…” Oh, right. You snap your fingers. “Ingrid, I have something for you.”“What is it?” She’s now immediately curious as you bend over to reach for something beneath your bed. You pull out the small box, then hand it to her. Winona, Stack, and Josephina all look curiously as Ingrid opens the box up.Then her eyes widen in shock. “Oh my God. These are vintage baseball cards!” She holds one up. “Wow! Rick Ferrell! Buddy Myer!” She gasps, holding one card up in particular. “Mark Koenig! One of the 1927 Yankees!” She grins at you, giddy as a child at Christmas. It’s almost infectious actually. “H- how did you get this?”“I went exploring,” you say.“You- this- Oooh!” She immediately grabs your shoulders, then kisses you dead on the cheek. “Oh, I love you so much! This is so great!” She keeps sorting through. “Ooooh, Lyn Lary! Aaahhh!” She squeals, red in her cheeks, her teeth biting down on her lip. “I can’t- Aaaahhh! This is great! I can’t handle it!” She immediately pulls you closer again, then kisses you again on the cheek. “I love it, I love it, I love it!”> + 30 MORALE TO INGRID> “Okay, calm down Ingrid.”> “What else is in there?”> “So, how about we do something fun?”> Other
>>46578370>> “What else is in there?”
>>46578370>“What else is in there?”At the very least, its a piece of history. Maybe there's some doubles she can donate to a baseball museum.
>>46578370>"What else in there?"This is is im convince that Ingrid is our Kitten>Baseball Nerd>socially ackward>likes thigh
> “What else is in there?”“What else do you have?”Ingrid smiles, looking at you, then continues rifling through the deck of cards. “Er, there are some minor league guys in here. Ooooh!” She holds up one card. “Al Lopez! Brooklyn Dodgers! Gabby Hartnett too!” You have no idea who any of these people are but you assume they must be really good players if she’s geeking out about them.Stack quirks her brow. “Any Babe Ruth cards or… what’s his face, Lou Gehrig?”“Oh, usually decks like these don’t have those. Those cards were insanely valuable even back then,” says Ingrid. “But these are in pretty good condition too, not much damage to them. I should get these in a sleeve and quick actually…” She looks over at you. “But I’ll sleep with you first I guess.”“I’m glad you enjoy it, Ingrid,” you say.“Trust me, I’ll find some way to pay this off.” Ingrid grins at you, happily. “I promise!”“Oh, you don’t have to-“ She slaps your mouth shut. Hey. Don’t do that.“I promise,” she says.Stack yawns. “Ugh, forget it. Let’s just head to sleep.” Eh, fine. Why not? You climb on up into bed. Suddenly, you’re swamped by Winona, Stack, Ingrid, and Josephina, all finding spots of you to sleep on.Um. Winona hits the lights, shutting them off as everyone curls up beneath the blankets.…Ah fuck. Well. This is fine, you guess.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kl-ZqQ_InX8That's it for tonight's chapter of LGA2. Unfortunately, I'm not returning tomorrow because I am going to a baseball game tomorrow. However, I might have something planned on Monday for Star Wars, or if I'm feeling particularly tired, I might just move Star Wars to Thursday. We'll see.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelAsk at: http://germanschteel.tumblr.com/See you next time.
>>46579084Thanks for the fun, boss.
>>46578327Just ignore him and keep reporting his posts. Sooner or later he'll run out of proxies.
>>46579084See you next time!