>>48199930
>Have Gullinbursti quietly tail you as backup.

>>48199930
>Have Gullinbursti return to base to repair and update Frolaytia.

>>48199930
>Have Gullinbursti quietly tail you as backup.
Woo! That time of the week again!

How's your RP game going?

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>>48199930
>>Have Gullinbursti return to base to repair and update Frolaytia.

Might as well take some Armor and a rifle with us.

>>48199930
>>Have Gullinbursti return to base to repair and update Frolaytia.
Meh, Tank IS back-up

>>48199930
>Have Gullinbursti return to base to repair and update Frolaytia.

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>>48199930
>Have Gullinbursti return to base to repair and update Frolaytia.

>>48199985
Sorta prefer something light or casual.

>>48199930
>Have Gullinbursti return to base to repair and update Frolaytia.

>>48199930
>>Have Gullinbursti quietly tail you as backup.

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>>48199930
"Just stick with the plan, Bradford. It'll be fine." You give him a reassuring smile as you pat him on the shoulder. "Carly's not going to try anything on me. Sure, she may be a dishonest, lying little shit at times, but she's never meant me any harm."

"All right, Captain." Bradford sighs.

"Don't get shanked." Elsa warns.

"Keep your communicator with you at all times." Liza instructs.

"Hmph, the ship would probably run smoother with you gone, anyways!" Amy harumphs.

"Love all of you, too." You chuckle as you spin to exit the bridge. "See you all in a few."

Your bridge crew salutes as you leave, and you immediately make your way down to the shuttle bay where Tank is waiting for you. All of your necessary gear and luggage were packed for the transfer already, so all you really needed to do was to hop over to the Long Claw and you'd all be on your way.

You see another shuttle pull in, which was supposed to ship back the last of the repair crews you had temporarily transferred over to the Long Claw. You see the various engineers and mechanics disembark, but note that someone was missing.

"Where the hell is Scott?" You frown.

Tank glances at you and points at the direction of the Long Claw, indicating that Scott was staying behind for the moment to keep an eye on the Long Claw's FTL systems, which were still being finicky. He might have to end up coming along on the voyage, too.

>You can't put your Chief Engineer at risk. Order him to return to the Gullinbursti.
>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.
>Other

>>48200409
>>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.

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>>48199985
We should also bring a sci-fi sword, or a laser sword with us because we're going to be on a Pirate ship!

>>48200409
>>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.

>>48200409
>You can't put your Chief Engineer at risk. Order him to return to the Gullinbursti.

>>48200409
>>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.
besides, this gets him out and about, and maybe he'll find a nice cyborg girl on carly's crew.

>>48200409
>>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.
Our ship is fine, this one is not. This is also the ship WE will be staying on for the next while, so let's make sure we have our tech ensuring our safety than not. If they ever try to turn him or kidnap him though....

>>48200409
>>You can't put your Chief Engineer at risk. Order him to return to the Gullinbursti.

>>48200409
>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.

Been binging the archives for the past few days. Still have Cyberpunk idols to get through, but I'm glad I managed to catch one of these live.

>>48200409
>You can't put your Chief Engineer at risk. Order him to return to the Gullinbursti.
Someone might touch his waifu while he's gone.

>>48200409
>You can't risk having the Long Claw destroy itself. Keep Scott working on repairs.

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>>48200441
Was more like thinking we should bring some extra spares of our clothes for the inevitable event of having Carly to pose as us, and us as Carly.

>>48200409
>other

Ask him what he thinks could go wrong first

>>48200632
But we're not twins, nor do we look like each other that much.

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>>48200409
"All right, I suppose it's all we can do to prevent the Long Claw from blowing in the middle of an FTL jump." You sigh.

Tank nods in agreement.

"You think it's true that if your ship explodes right before or in the middle of an FTL jump, you get trapped in a quantum dimension forever?" You ask idly.

Tank shrugs. He doesn't really want to find out.

"Makes sense." You nod as you step into the shuttle.

The ferry over to the Long Claw is a short affair, hardly taking more than a few minutes. As the shuttle lands, Carly and a few of her crew were already waiting for you.

"Heeeeeey, Sis!" Your sister says happily as she storms the loading ramp and hugs you, much to Tank's consternation. "Glad you could make it! I got so much to shooooow ya!"

>How about we go to your quarters?
>Show me the bridge.
>How are the repairs going?
>Other

>>48200680
>Show me the bridge.

>>48200680
>Return the hug
>How are the repairs going?
>Show me the bridge.

>>48200680
>>How are the repairs going?

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>>48200680
>>How are the repairs going?

>>48200632
Not sure if she's our size anymore with our 'mods'.

>>48200680
>Return the hug
>How are the repairs going?
>Show me the bridge.

>>48200680
>>48200704
Second.

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>>48200742
Well, we could always just stick her in heavy power armor. Nobody would be able to tell the difference!

>>48200680
>How are the repairs going?

>>48200680
>Return the hug
>How are the repairs going?
>Show me the bridge.

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>>48200680
"How are the repairs going?" You ask, returning Carly's hug.

"Aw, well, better than I thought they would, honestly." Carly chuckles. "All the critical systems besides the FTL are all working full capacity now, so yeah!"

"I understand the FTL repairs are still being troublesome?" You ask as you finally break off the hug.

"Ahahaha, yeah, well, you know Heg engineering." Carly laughs nervously. "Built to last for fucking ever, but when they break, they're a real bitch to fix."

"But it's not going to be a problem right?" You raise a suspicious eyebrow at Carly's apparent nervousness.

"Well, uh..." Carly looks away from a second, "Your engineer and Artya seem to have er... 'different' ideas on how to fix it..."

Huh, is that so?

>Oh man, this I have to see.
>I've learned not to get involved between two dueling engineers.
>Other

>>48200958
>Oh man, this I have to see.

>>48200958
>>Other
what are the betting odds? I put 10 bucks on gwenthur

>>48200958
>Oh man, this I have to see.

>>48200958
>Oh man, this I have to see.

>>48200958
>>I've learned not to get involved between two dueling engineers.

Too many cooks, and all.

>>48200958
>>Oh man, this I have to see.
SHOW ME

>>48200958
>Oh man, this I have to see.

>>48200958
>Oh man, this I have to see.
>You better have popcorn!

>>48200958
>Oh man, this I have to see.

I can see it now...

>You can't wire that capacitor to the main engines! It'll burn out in the first five minutes if it doesn't melt the command circuitry!

>(furious gesturing)

>WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

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>>48200742
>>48200804
The crew can probably figure out that it's not us because Sam's butt is nicer and has a different *wiggle wiggle*

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>>48200958
"Oh man, this I have to see." You grin. "Can you show us the way?"

"Can't resist the crew drama, huh?" Carly chuckles. "All right, follow me. My guys can handle moving your shit."

"Are you sure they won't steal anything...?" You look back at your luggage with concern.

"Hey, a pirate crew doesn't steal from their own!" Carly tuts. "Otherwise I'd kick 'em out of the airlock!"

"That's reassuring, I guess." You bite your lip as you and Tank follow Carly deeper into the ship.

The engine room thankfully isn't too far from the shuttle bay, and you barely have to walk a few minutes before reaching the Long Claw's engine spaces. Immediately, you notice how different the Hegemony's design philosophy was from the Accord's. While the Gullinbursti's engine room was rather spacious and had a minimum of clutter due to heavy miniaturization and self maintaining parts, the Long Claw's engine room was hot and cramped. Mechanical and electrical equipment lined the walls and was stacked everywhere, creating a number of narrow aisles and alleys. Carly deftly maneuvers through the artificial labyrinth with ease while you and Tank try your best to follow her without hitting anything.

(cont)

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>>48201400

Finally, you catch sight of Scott and Artya near what you assume is the Long Claw's FTL drive. Scott was standing at a work table, a well worn diagram of the Long Claw's innards laid down for reference. Meanwhile, Artya's head and stop half of her body were poking out of the entrance to a crawlspace, suspended in the air just above Scott's head level.

"No no no!" Scott groans. "What you're advocating is crazy! Bypassing the flux capacitors means the engines will overheat mid jump! What we should be doing is finding the breaks in the coolant lines and patching them up!"

Artya silently and furiously shakes her head, pulling out a green wire with one hand and pointing to a red wire hanging from the the ceiling.

"Those wires aren't even on the plans! Did you patch those in or something?!" Scott groans as he looks at the designs again. "What do they even DO!?"

Artya nods, and her arms make a flurry of movements as she tries to explain her modifications the best she can.

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING!" Scott sighs loudly.

>You should probably intervene.
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.
>Other

>>48201405
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.

>>48201405
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.
>Hey Carly, Have someone go get some popcorn

>>48201405
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.

>>48201405
>>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.

>>48201405
>You should probably intervene.

>>48201405
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.

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>Meanwhile, Tank completely understands Artya's instructions and explanations, but decides to remain quiet and watch the situation unfold.

>>48201405
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.
>>Other

Everything will be fine. We have an interpreter with us now, right? Tank will be able to decipher what she's saying, then relay that back to us, and then Carly will relay that info back to Scotty.

Passing immensely technical knowledge through two laymen translators will no way result in butchering the explanation. No way.

>>48201405
>>You should probably intervene.

>>48201405
>This is too goddamn cute to interrupt.

>>48201523
I hope Tank has a pen and paper with him right now.

>>48201572
That or Sam gets psychic powers and uses telepathy to read Tank's mind.

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>>48201405
Man, this was just way too cute to interrupt. You just keep your distance and continue to watch.

At this point, it seemed Artya was furious enough to finally pull herself out of the crawlspace, in order to confront Scott face to face.

It would have been more intimidating if she were anywhere near as tall as Scott. But she was easily roughly half a head shorter than him. However, that doesn't stop her from furiously motioning to a series of broken and disconnected wires, apparently angry that he'd undone months of her own work in mere minutes.

Cuuuuuuute!

"Yeah, I disconnected those because they were inefficient as hell and drawing far more power from the reactor!" Scott groans loudly. "Honestly, I don't know how you could've wrecked a Heg FTL engine so badly!"

Artya stomps her foot on the steel deck and grabs Scott by the collar, pulling him to a crawlspace and pointing at it constantly, as if telling Scott that if he wanted to patch up each and every break in the coolant lines, he was free to crawl in there and do it himself.

"You don't have drones to handle it for you?!" Scott grimaces. "Besides, you're smaller, so it'd make more sense for you to go in instead of me!"

Artya throws her hands up in the air and stomps off in frustration. Even from here, you could hear the heavy breathing under her mask.

"H-hey! Come back! I can't fix this whole thing by myself!" Scott cries as he runs after his piratical counterpart.

"Yeah, so, cute, but makes me a bit worried about the state of the FTL." Carly sighs. "I trust Artya's judgment, but your guy's? I know he's better educated and all, but..."

>I trust Scott.
>I think they'll figure something out.
>I have to admit, Heg systems aren't his forte.
>Other

>>48201640
>>I think they'll figure something out.

That, or they'll end up doing it in the engine room.

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> 1. A Song of Ice and Fire
> 2. The Witcher
> 3. Planescape
> 4. Warhammer Fantasy
> 5. I dunno

>>48201640
>I think they'll figure something out.

>>48201640
>I think they'll figure something out.
Strange minds think alike and all

>>48201640
>I think they'll figure something out.

Reminder Sam is beautiful.

>>48201687
Uh wrong thread buddy.

>>48201640
>>I think they'll figure something out.

>>48201640
>>I think they'll figure something out.

>>48201640
>I think they'll figure something out.

>>48201640
>>I trust Scott.

>>48201640
>>I think they'll figure something out.

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>>48201640
"I think they'll figure something out." You shrug with a smile. "You know what they say about brilliant minds."

"Hmmm, I guess..." Carly sighs. "At least we're not in any particular hurry to get back."

Tank then steps up, looking around the room. Perhaps there was a better environment to talk in. He did have a point.

>Go see Carly's quarters.
>Go see the bridge.
>Other

>>48201827
>Go see the bridge.

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>>48201827
>>Go see the bridge.

>>48201827
>Go see the bridge.

>>48201827
>Go see Carly's quarters.

>>48201827
>>Go see the bridge.

>>48201827
>>Go see the bridge

>>48201827
>>Go see the bridge.

>>48201827
>Go see the bridge.

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>>48201827
"How about we see the bridge?" You ask.

"But you already did!" Carly laughs sarcastically. "When ya BLEW IT UP."

"Um, whoops?" You shrug without any apology.

"Ugh, FINE." Carly shakes her head and leads you out of the engine room. It's a bit of a longer walk now that you have to go from one end of the ship to the other, and this time you pass by a number of Carly's crew. All ragtag pirates in various states of dress. They all eye you and Tank rather suspiciously, but none of them try anything, especially in Carly's presence. Maybe Tank's, too, you're pretty sure.

Finally, you reach the hastily refurbished and repaired bridge of the Long Claw. You see that where the shattered bridge windows once were, sheets of armor plating had been hastily welded over the gaps to secure the atmosphere.

"Well, here's my bridge, and my trusty bridge crew!" Carly says happily, motioning to the assorted pirates all around her.

"There here is Anne, my navigator!" Carly points to a tiny, timid looking redhead.

"H-hi!" She whimpers, apparently she felt she wanted to be anywhere but here.

"My Weapons Officer, McSpam!" Carly eagerly pats the back of a young man with short, messy brown hair with a annoying shit eating grin.

"Yo." He waves.

"And my Second Mate and bodyguard, Bolts!" Carly proudly motions to a large combat robot, easily the size of Tank. Its crimson monoptic glares at Tank, and Tank glares back.

"And, well, Arty ya already met!"

>Your bridge crew seems... interesting.
>Your bridge crew seems a bit small.
>Other

>>48202179
>>Your bridge crew seems a bit small.

>>48202179
>...Feels oddly familiar...well, hope there's no hard feelings. They all seem capable!

>>48202179
>>Your bridge crew seems a bit small.

I think we should also apologize to the bridge crew for sorta blowing a hole through their bridge.

>>48202179
>>Your bridge crew seems a bit small.
Anne = Anna from merc kancolle?

>>48202179
>>...Feels oddly familiar...well, hope there's no hard feelings. They all seem capable!

>>48202179
>Your bridge crew seems... interesting.

I'm guessing it's smaller because we spaced some of them.

>>48202179
>>Your bridge crew seems a bit small.

>>48202179
>>Your bridge crew seems... interesting.

>>48202179
>Your bridge crew seems a bit small.

>>48202179
>...Feels oddly familiar...well, hope there's no hard feelings. They all seem capable!

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>>48202179
"Your bridge crew seems a bit... small." You note with some curiosity.

"Oh, that? Well, that's pretty normal!" Carly laughs. "Honestly, we don't run a lot of functions directly from the bridge! We got enough general crew that we can usually get away with a minimal bridge presence, which is pretty neat considering how often our bridge gets blown up!"

You oddly get the feeling that last part was directed specifically towards you.

"Huh, I see." You blink.

"Well, they can handle things while I'm gone!" Carly grins and tugs at your hand. "C'mon, you showed me your room, so I'll show you mine!"

Meanwhile Tank and Bolts continued to glare at each other as best their emotionless faces could.

>Go with Carly.
>Ask about Bolts.
>Ask about Anne
>Ask about McSpam
>Other

>>48202543
>Go with Carly.

>>48202543
>>Go with Carly.
>>Ask about Bolts.

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>>48202543
>>Go with Carly.

Let's see how cushy it is.

>>48202543
>>Go with Carly.
>>Ask about Bolts.

>>48202543
>>Go with Carly.
>>Ask about Bolts.

>>48202543
>Go with Carly.

>>48202543
>>Ask about Bolts.
Where the hell did you find it?

>>48202543
>Go with Carly.
>Ask about Bolts.

>>48202543
>>Go with Carly.

>>48202543
>Go with Carly.

>>48202543
>Ask about McSpam

>nearly identical officers, except for a robot
Admit it Merc, you took inspiration from this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gT-Vf_x4Dc4

>>48202543
>>Ask about Anne
HI!

So what do you think will happen to Carly's crew when she quits the pirate stint? I can see some of the skilled crew perhaps joining us, or following Carly, but then we have the rest of them.

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>>48202543
"Yeah, sure." You say as you let Carly tug you away. Tank meanwhile continues to keep a watchful eye on the massive combat robot that was apparently challenging his manhood.

"So, uh, Bolts. What the hell is his deal?" You ask with genuine curiosity.

"Oh him? I found him in some old junk heap." Carly explains as she happily trots down the halls. "Artya says he's one of the old Dreadnought model combat bots they used to use all the time back during the old wars way back when!"

"A Dread?" You blink as you turn back. "I thought the Hegemony decommissioned and destroyed all of them."

"That's what makes him unique!" Carly giggles. "That, and he's got quite the pottymouth!"

"It TALKS?" You gasp.

"Haha, yeah, Artya gave him a few mods before we turned him back on. He's got quite a low opinion of pretty much all humans except for me and Artya, of course!"

"Oh geez..." You groan. "Next thing you're going to tell me is that it has an unlocked AI core-"

Carly chuckles nervously.

"SERIOUSLY?!" You gasp. "Not even the Accord is crazy enough to let unrestricted AI walk around!"

And that was true. Unrestricted AI was very... unreliable to put things simply. Even though the Accord was big on robotics and AI research, there were strict regulations to prevent AI from having too much of the "Intelligence" part. After all, who wanted walking battle tanks getting ideas of their own?

"What can I say? He's unique." Carly shrugs. "And he hasn't let me down so far."

>You are craaaaaaaazy.
>Well, if you really do trust him...
>Other

>>48202825
>>Well, if you really do trust him...

>>48202825
>>Well, if you really do trust him...

Well, it's not like he'll be able to mistake us as each other.

>>48202825
>Well, if you really do trust him...

>>48202825
>Well, if you really do trust him...

>>48202825
>You are craaaaaaaazy.

>low opinion of pretty much all humans
>unlocked AI core
That's not a bodyguard, that's a ticking time bomb.

>>48202825
>>Well, if you really do trust him...

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>>48202873
At least there aren't any Psykers/Psychics/Biotics running loose in the galaxy.

>>48202825
>You are craaaaaaaazy.

>>48202825
>Other
There's a reason why every piece of fiction about AI ends with an uprising.

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>>48202825
>Well, if you really do trust him...
Now all we need is a British-accented chivalrous and proper battletank to round out the mix.

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>>48202899
The moment we see Psionics in this quest is the day we explore a supposedly haunted space station with the Mandatory Scary Staring Woman.

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>>48202873
The robot revolution will not be denied!

>>48203006
Oh god, I want Sam and Carly to meet a clap trap now.

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>>48202825
"Well, if you really do trust him..." You sigh.

"Ah, don't worry. He may just be a cold robotic body with a purely electronic processor for a heart, but he's just a big old softie! Well, as soft as a several ton machine designed to kill everything it can see can be..."

Carly then stops in front of a large, secure looking door.

"And here we are!" She chimes. "Good ol' home!"

"Well, let's see it then!" You grin.

"Hey hey, ya can't rush greatness!" Carly smiles as her cheeks redden up a little. "And uh, I didn't really have a chance to clean up the joint what with all the drama that's been going on now so don't judge me, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." You roll your eyes.

"Okay!" Carly nods as she tries to regain her composure and pulls the door open. Ugh, you were never going to get used to manual doors. "Ta da!"

And inside...

Is completely what you expected. Carly's room wasn't a complete pig sty, but it was definitely cluttered and decorated haphazardly with what you could only assume was contraband and stolen goods. Entertainment media devices of all kinds were littered everywhere. And lots of toys, too. Old style action figures, replicas of various famous spaceships, and movie posters plastered all over the walls.

Fuck, she even had a goddamn BUNK BED.

Definitely a kids room.

"So? Whaddya think?" Carly asks, obviously proud of her work in personalizing the room.

>It's... nice.
>Laaaauuuugh.
>Other

>>48203069
>>48203069
>>Laaaauuuugh.

Claim Top Bunk.

>>48203069
>>Laaaauuuugh.
"Totally what i have expected. Awwww, don't pout"

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh

Top bunk is ours.

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.
"Dibs on top bunk."

>>48203069
>>It's... nice.
>look away and try not to laugh (pfft)

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.

Claim the top bunk.

>end up sharing top bunk like when they were kids

>>48203069
>>Laaaauuuugh.
"I get the top bunk. I belong on top of you"

>>48203069

Modifying >>48203075 to add;

>end up sharing top bunk like when they were kids

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.
>Claim top bunk, End up sharing top bunk like when we were kids

>>48203139
I like this.

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>>48203069
You can't help but just laugh at how... FAMILIAR this all was. Like, Carly even put in a fucking bunk bed just like the one you two used to share! You of course, being the older one, always got dibs on the top bunk, but that didn't stop Carly from sneaking up there on occassion when she got scared by something in the night...

"What's so funny?!" Carly pouts. "It's way more interesting than that barebones office ya call a room!"

"It's... it's..." You wheeze as you try to regain your breath. "It's just... it's just like home! It's so surreal!"

"Y-yeah, well, I liked it the way it was." Carly mumbles as she turns away bashfully. Good ol Carly, always a softie in private.

"Well, anyways, I got top bunk." You say as you climb up the ladder.

"W-what?!?!" Carly gasps. "B-but we already got a room set aside for you and everything!"

"You're saying you don't want your dear old sister to stay with you like old times?" You stop mid climb and raise an accusing eyebrow.

"I'm not saying that, it's just that... that..." Carly stumbles over herself trying to find a proper reason. "...goddamnit."

"So, no objections on me being on top?" You grin smugly.

"H-hey! Nobody said that!" Carly stamps her foot down. "I'm the Captain of this ship, so I get dibs!"

"Dohoho, brave words for a LITTLE sister to say to her elder!" You chortle.

"Saaaaaaam!" Carly scowls.

>Fine, you can have it.
>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!
>Other

>>48203069
>Laaaauuuugh.
Claim top bunk!

>>48203348
>>Fine, you can have it.

>>48203348
>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>>Fine, you can have it.

>>48203348
>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>You better be prepare to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>>You better be prepared to FIGHT for it!

>>48203348
>Fine, you can have it.

So how are we gonna do this?

Pillow fight? Tickling? Terrible impressions of each other?

>>48203417
Yes.

>>48203417
Simple CATFIGHT of course!

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>Fine, you can have it.

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>>48203417
>>48203440
>>48203443
"And then we'll do each other's nails, talk about boys, and dress up in each other's clothes."

>>48203462
>Unbeknownst to them, Dread and Tank are doing the same thing

>>48203462
Then Tank will walk in on us playing with toys.

>>48203477
How do you mess up someone's name that fast?

>>48203477
It's Bolt and Tank anon.

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>>48203348
"You better prepare to FIGHT for it!" You cackle as you leap off the ladder back down to the ground. "So, you feel like you can beat me, lil sis?"

"Y-yeah!" Carly says defiantly. "I've grown a lot in the past few years! You'll be surprised at how much better I've gotten!"

"Oh really?" You give a devious grin. "All right, let's see if you can beat me in..."

>Marksmanship
>Speed
>Strength
>Willpower
>Other

>>48203517
>>Willpower

>>48203517
>Willpower

>>48203517
>TICKLE FIGHT!

>>48203517
>>Willpower

>Psychic powers?

>>48203500
I think it's the shortening of the bot's model, a Dreadnought.
>"Artya says he's one of the old Dreadnought model combat bots

>>48203517
>Willpower

>>48203517
>>Willpower

>>48203517
>TICKLE FIGHT!

>>48203517
Willpower

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>>48203487
Dread just sounded cooler okay

>>48203517
>>Willpower

>>48203541
It was clearly stated that his name is Bolt anon.

>>48203654
Dude, it doesn't matter what a person's name is, so what if some of us wanted to use a nick-name instead?

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>>48203517
"All right then... how about a game of TRUTH OR DAAAAAARE?" You challenge.

"All right, you're on!" Carly grins madly, and digs into one of her cabinets, pulling out a very old looking bottle of rum. A GLASS bottle. Either it was extremely old beyond imagining, or it was brewed in some REALLY backwater state. Knowing Carly and her circumstances, it could be either of the two. She pours two glasses, and the smell of the alcohol immediately hits your nose like a brick wall. "I find this stuff really helps with games like these!"

"I see." You take the glass and swirl it skeptically.

"All right, since you suggested the game, I'll go first!" Carly grins as she downs the first glass like it was nothing. "Truth or dare?"

>Truth
>Dare
>DRINK

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>>48203702
>Dare

>>48203702
>DRINK

>>48203702
>Truth
>DRINK

>>48203702
>>Dare

>>48203702
>DARE

Call the bluff and regret doing so.

>>48203702
>Dare

>>48203702
>>Dare

>>48203702
>Truth
>DRINK

>>48203702
>>DRINK

>>48203702
>>Dare

>>48203702
>>Dare
It's the only real way to measure the difference in willpower, drinking is only about the difference in physical constitution after all.

>>48203702
>Truth

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>>48203702
"Well I choose Dare, of course!" You say confidently, taking a sip of your glass of rum and wincing a bit at the strong taste.

"Dohohohooho!" Carly giggles deviously as she sets down her now empty glass on the table. "I got the PERFECT dare!"

"Well then, out with it." You frown.

"I dare you..." Carly keeps giggling as she pours herself a new glass. "To go up and kiss Tank!"

>No problem!
>N-no problem!
>W-w-whaaaat?!
>Other

>>48203903
>N-no problem!

>>48203903
>>No problem!

Well, she didn't exactly say where to kiss him specifically...

>>48203903
>N-no problem!

>>48203903
>>No problem!

>>48203903
>N-no problem!

>>48203903
>>N-no problem!

>>48203903
>No problem!

>>48203903
>N-no problem!

>>48203903
>>N-no problem!
OH noes! she chose this?!

>>48203903
>W-w-whaaaat?!

>We kiss tank
>Tank paints a lipstick mark on the spot where we kissed him.

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>Bolt during all this

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>>48203903
"N-no problem!" You try to put up a brave front, but you can already feel sweat building up underneath your uniform as you try to maintain your cool.

"Well then, how about we go?" Carly cackles as she points to your communicator. "Come on! All ya gotta do is call him over!"

"Um, yeah, simple as that..." You gulp as you reluctantly activate your comm. You just hear silent static on the other end, considering Tank doesn't really talk all that much. "Tank?"

Tank clicks back in response, asking what you want.

>COME HERE SO I CAN KISS YOU
>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?
>Other

>>48204056
>>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

>>48204056
>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

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>>48204056
>>COME HERE SO I CAN KISS YOU

Might as well be honest with it.

>>48204056
>>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

>>48204056
>>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

>>48204056
>>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

>>48204056
>>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

>>48204056
>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

>>48204056
>Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for a sec?

Hang onto the spaghetti for as long as possible.

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>>48204056
"Can you uh, head over to Carly's quarters for sec?" You ask, trying to keep your voice from stammering.

A click from Tank. He's on his way.

"Dohoho, are you sure you don't want to put on some lipstick? Light a few candles to set the mood?" Carly chortles evilly.

"Shut up, you want me to go through this or not?" You sigh.

"Of course! I'm just gonna lay back here with some popcorn!" Carly casually lounges on one of the many comfortable looking chairs littered throughout her room.

The door then creaks open as Tank stomps in, only barely able to fit through the door. He looks around the quarters, noting how cluttered it is before settling his gaze on you. What did you need him for, exactly?

"U-um, can you bend down a bit? I think there's something on your helmet." You croak.

Tank doesn't even hesitate, lowering his head down to level that you could actually reach. Close enough you could hear him breathing under the helmet, not to mention seeing your reflection in the lenses on his helmet.

So close...

You heart was going into overdrive now, beating so fast you swear it's going to tear itself out of your chest.

>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS
>YOU TOTALLY CAN'T DO THIS
>Other

>>48204154
>>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS

Tank confirmed for breathing!

>>48204154
>>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS

>>48204154
>>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS

>>48204154
>YOU TOTALLY CAN'T DO THIS

>>48204154
>YOU TOTALLY CAN'T DO THIS

>>48204154
>>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS

>>48204154

>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS
LET US DO THIS SHIT!

>>48204154
>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS

>>48204154
>YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS

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>>48204154
YOU CAN TOTALLY DO THIS! TOTALLY!

You take a deep breath, pucker up your lips, and lean forward...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>48204291
Here comes the snow

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>48204291

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>48204291
Here comes the nat 1.

Rolled 3, 12 + 7 = 22 (2d15 + 7)

>>48204291

>>48204300
>>48204297
AHH I ROLLED THE NAT 1 I AM SO SORRY GUYS!

>>48204298
Why this?

Are we going to faint or something?

>>48204298
Time for the guessing game!

Did Carly shove us into Tank's face? Did we just crack under pressure? Or was it something else?

>>48204307
Options field I swear I clicked dice+1d20 how did you even get that.

>>48204313
I wouldn't think so. We still have a game to play for who gets top bunk.

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>>48204291
Unfortunately, in your haste, you lean forward a bit too fast, and you actually inadvertently slam your forehead right into Tank's armored helmet with a loud CLANG.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" You screech as you clutch your forehead.

Tank immediately recoils in shock and fright, wondering what the hell just happened.

Meanwhile Carly literally falls out of her chair laughing.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MAN YOU TOTALLY FUCKED THAT ONE UP!" Carly hoots, practically rolling on the ground. "HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIT! THAT'S ONCE IN A LIFETIME SHIT RIGHT THERE!"

"Owowowowowow." You whimper.

Tank just looks at you and Carly, totally confused.

"Ahahahaha!" Carly wipes a tear from her eye. "Ya know what, that was so amusing, I'll give ya a point for effort!"

"How charitable..." You groan as you finish off your glass of rum in an effort to dull the pain.

"Well, it's your turn now!" Carly sips at her own glass.

Tank is still utterly confused as to what's going on.

>TRUTH
>DARE

>>48204400
>>DARE

Time to get even!

>>48204400
>DARE

>>48204400
>>TRUTH

>>48204400
>>TRUTH
So.... You and Felicity eh? EH?

>>48204400
>TRUTH

>>48204400
>DARE

Oh, the things we can come up with!

>>48204400
>TRUTH

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>>48204400
"Okay, Carly." You grin as you try to regain your composure after that botched kiss attempt. "Let's get some TRUTH in here..."

>Suggest something to ask her!

>>48204507
So, you and felicity eh~

>>48204507
So.... You and Felicity eh? EH?

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>>48204507
Do you like my skintight uniform?

>>48204507
What do you see in common with Felicity and me?

>>48204507
>>48204511
THIS, A ship we must sail woth uncomfortably comedic interpretations if she was telling the truth.

>>48204507
TAKE OFF TANKS HELMET
AND SURVIVE

>>48204507
>>48204511
I'll back this.

>>48204511
Second!

>>48204507
>>48204511
This.

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>48204507
Well now, it was a good thing she picked Truth, as you now knew exactly what you were going to ask her!

"So, you and Felicity, eh~?" You ask suggestively. "So, you two ever have a fling...?"

Carly immediately goes white when you mention Felicity.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>48204708

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>48204708

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>48204708
TRUTH

>>48204708

>>48204721
JUSTICE

>>48204724
LIBERTY

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>>48204721

>>48204730
FREEDOM

>>48204741
TITS

>>48204792
EAGLES

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>>48204792
AMERICA

>>48204804
BURGERS

>>48204816
FRIES

>>48204830
MILKSHAKE WITH A DETACHED HUMAN FINGER

>>48204837
LAWSUITS

>>48204837
LAW

>>48204847
BANKRUPTCY

>>48204856
THE AMERICAN WAY

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>>48204864
CAPITALISM

>>48204921
TRILLION DOLLAR DEBT

>>48204935
DERAILMENT

>>48205072
ACCEPTANCE

>>48205104
BOREDOM

>>48205109
SLEEP-DEPRIVED BANDWAGON JUMPING

>>48205109
UPDATE WHEN

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Merc's asleep, post worst girls

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>>48205128

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>>48205128
Trash you say?

>>48205125
TANKxSAM LEWDS WHEN?

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>>48205142

>>48205145
ColeXHoelXWoelXVahlen best ship

>>48205125
WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER AND THE DEVIL HAS A HEART ATTACK

>>48205206
DID EVRERY ONE ROLL A 1 ON THE LIVING CHECK?

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>>48205206
OR WHEN ANGRY DOOMGUY INVADES HELL AGAIN.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>48205221
Let me check.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>48205221
ME TOO

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>48205228

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>>48205128
Dammit I want to hear what sis tells us

Until then I'll post dancing shantae.... I think...(stupid bloody iPad what's it good for)

imma go time warp

/sleep

night guys

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>48205221
I'm pretty sure I'm alive.

>>48205206
>>48205222
Admittedly they both have similar outcomes

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>>48204708
>Well shit, sorry about the delay there, everywone!

Carly immediately goes white and just slowly and quietly around to face away from you, her body hunching over and scrunching up and giving the impression that she was literally shrinking.

"No comment." She squeaks.

"YES!" You fist pump. That meant she had voluntarily refused to answer the question, therefore automatically losing the game.

"TOP BUNK IS MIIIIIINE, BITCH!" You cackle as you take another swig of rum and then climb up the ladder to claim you rightful throne.

Tank is still totally confused as to what's going on.

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread id next week, and don't forget KanColle on Friday!

>>48205277
THANKS MERC!

>>48205277
YOU'RE ALIVE!
Thanks for the thread!

>>48205277
Thanks merc. I Guess we'll have to kiss tank another time.

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>>48205277
See you next time, Merc.

>>48205277
Heh, if things were like before, we'll wake up with Carly beside us in the top bunk.