>>49141261
>>Wait for the patrols to pass.

>>49141261
>Wait for the patrols to pass.

>>49141261
>>Wait for the patrols to pass.
sneaky breaky

>>49141261
>>Wait for the patrols to pass.

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>>49141261
>>Wait for the patrols to pass.
Time for ships! At least it isn't WT: Coast Guard

>>49141261

>Wait for the patrols to pass.

>>49141341
>pic
Wouldn't be surprised if ship girls weren't pussy magnets already.

>>49141547
Well, Hate seems to be a shipgirl magnet, so I guess that would be plausible.

>>49141577
So is Settle, don't forget.

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>>49141261
"Damnit!" You hiss as you quickly motion for the other destroyers to start slowing down. Thanks to the nightvision sets you were all wearing, they could clearly see your hand signs and cut engine power.

"Awwww damn." Johnston sighs. "So we're just gonna sit and wait?"

"Looks like it." Heerman shrugs.

"I say we take the fight straight them landlubbing-" Kidd starts to shout before Haida ever so helpfully clamps a hand over her mouth, silencing the little pirate destroyer.

"Just because the darkness makes it harder for them to see doesn't mean they still can't hear." Haida mutters to Kidd. "Let's try keeping the volume down, yeah?"

"Mrbph." Kidd presumably replies.

"Good." Haida finally lets go and pats Kidd on the back. Pepe gives an annoyed but subdued squawk at the Canadian shipgirl.

Meanwhile, you continue to observe the Abyssal patrols with your optics, squinting as you track their running lights. They certainly weren't afraid of getting spotting, that was for sure. You keep watching as the two clusters of lights converge on each other.

And then they stop.

"Well fuck." You sigh.

"It looks like they've stopped." Wild Card Four announces unhelpfully.

(cont)

>>49141644
Oh, I didn't, it's just that Hate seems to be the most likely to wake up one morning and have half the fleet sleeping in his room.

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>>49141660
"Yes, I can see that." You sigh. "Options?"

"You're all clear all around ,assuming that formation doesn't just start moving without warning." The orbiting F-35 explains. "Looks like it might be some kind of resupply op or something, so they shouldn't be moving any time soon."

"Hopefully." Flasher interjects. Subs were always such a bright, optimistic bunch, weren't they?

"I say we just do a wide flanking maneuver and go around them at full speed!" Johnston cracks her knuckles.

"I think it might be better if we just coast on minimum power. They might hear us if we go full power." Heerman warns.

You all look to Eldridge.

"Hey, don't look at me!" She laughs nervously. "I'm just along for the ride! I trust you all know what you're doing!"

"You poor summer child." Haida shakes her head.

>Distraction time.
>Go around at full speed.
>Try to coast by at minimum power.
>Other

>>49141666
Just hope that Hate doesn't all of a sudden create a national secret by getting a shipgirl knocked up, Satan.

>>49141673
>>Try to coast by at minimum power.

>Try to coast by at minimum power.

>>49141673
>>Try to coast by at minimum power.

>>49141673
>>Try to coast by at minimum power.

>>49141673
>Try to coast by at minimum power.

>>49141685
I am more expecting Settle and Arizona or Goto and THE DESS to make the baby first.

>>49141673
>Go around at full speed.

>>49141673
>>Try to coast by at minimum power.

>>49141673
>Put fish in the water, a fitting fate for being predictable

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>>49141673
"All right, we'll all sprint at full power for a few seconds, and then we throttle back to minimum power and coast on our momentum. No sense giving ourselves away now." You grunt. "Johnston, Haida, you two make sure Eldridge doesn't fall behind."

"Aye aye!" Johnston salutes as she grabs one of Eldridge's arms.

"W-what?" Eldridge blinks.

"You're going to find out what 30 knots feels like." Haida explains as she grabs Eldridge's other arm.

"Cool!" She says excitedly.

"All right, we do this one three." You order. "One... two.. THREE!"

In unison, all six ships fire up their engines at full power, blazing through the water. You silently keep a careful eye on your speed, making sure it's peaked at 30 knots before barking out your next order.

"Cut!" You shout and almost immediately, everything goes quiet as your engines go from a loud roar to a dull hum, barely audible over the ocean waves lapping up against your armored shoes.

And your formation begins to coast by the Abyssals, who were now so close you could see that they were indeed in the middle of some kind of resupply or transfer operation. Abyssals, both monster and humanoid, were hooking themselves up to Wa-class transports, presumably "eating." You could see a few humanoid types standing off the side, not really doing in particular.

Were they just... hanging out?

You shake your head. You couldn't afford to think about that sort of shit right now. You just hope all the precautions you took were enough.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>49141999

Rolled 10 (1d20)

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>49141999

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>49141999
NOTICE US ABYSSALS

>>49142022
And that was too close.

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>>49142022
Too late faggot

>>49142022
Oh thank god.

>>49141685
Really does make you wonder how many (offscreen) ship girls in this quest are in an intimate relationship or secretly got pregnant.

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>>49141999
The six of you coast along, now at a snails pace as your momentum begins to bleed off and you have to rely solely on the meager power your engines were providing. The seconds drag out into what feel like hours as you carefully observe the Abyssal battlegroup, looking for any indication that they could have possibly detected you.

Likewise, the rest of your group was deathly quiet as well, as if afraid that even a whisper could tip off the enemy.

Thankfully, the Abyssals don't react at all, and continue on their routine business. Once you feel you're a safe distance away, you finally start throttling up your engines to a more reasonable speed.

"Looks like you're clear, Spearpoint." Wild Card Four confirms. "It's a straight shot to the target now."

Up ahead, you could see the underbelly of the Atlas platform, which looked to be a sheer forest of pipes, support columns, and all manner of odd constructions that the Abyssals had added on during their occupation. All highlighted by the flickering flames of gas fires or the harsh beams of searchlights.

(cont)

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>>49142277
>Really does make you wonder how many (offscreen) ship girls in this quest are in an intimate relationship
Going by gossip, literally everybody

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>>49142328
And you could swear you could see the entire structure... pulsating. Like it was breathing. Probably just a trick of the light.

"All right, we're close enough that their optics will see us, even int he darkness." Haida warns. "And that operation area under there looks to be lots of close quarters encounters. I think we should send Eldridge back."

"What, really?" Johnston blinks.

"I hate to say it, but Eldridge just isn't built to our spec." Haida sighs. "If it gets down to a knife fight, she won't be able to keep up with us."

"Hey, I resent that!" Eldridge grunts, the strange spinning tuning fork contraption on her back spinning quicker in annoyance. "I can totally handle myself! And you're gonna need all the guns you can get!"

"I just wanna get in there already and pillage some booty!" Kidd roars, waving her cutlass around.

Heerman just gives you a silent look, as if designating you to be the final decider.

>Bring Eldridge with you.
>Send Eldridge back.
>Other

>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.

>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.

>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.

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>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.

>>49142330
>tfw someone brings Hoppo back home

>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.
Man we'll probably need all the help we can get.

>And you could swear you could see the entire structure... pulsating. Like it was breathing. Probably just a trick of the light.

Oh god its SOMA all over again!

>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.

>>49142342
>>Bring Eldridge with you.
She ain't no John C. Butler class like Sammy, but her radar wromhole thingy will hep when we de-ass out of there

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>>49142342
"She's coming with us." You grunt. "Like she says, we can always use the extra guns."

"Your call." Haida nods reluctantly and glances at the ever expanding silhouette of Atlas nervously. "So what's the plan? Throw stealth the wind and go in guns blazing, or see how far we can get in by staying quiet?"

>The time for stealth is over.
>This is still a sneaking mission.
>Other

>>49142484
>>This is still a sneaking mission.

>>49142484
>>This is still a sneaking mission.

Try to maintain the element of surprise as long as possible.

>>49142484
>>This is still a sneaking mission.

>>49142484
>This is still a sneaking mission.

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>>49142484
>>This is still a sneaking mission.

>>49142484
>>This is still a sneaking mission.

Quick someone post proper sneaking music.

>>49142484
>>This is still a sneaking mission.
Solid Snake all the way in and out.

>>49142484
>The time for stealth is over.

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>>49142598
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8L5hlFd7__k

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>>49142484
"We still have the element of surprise, let's not give it away." You whisper. "Flasher, what's your status?"

"Holding position on the outer perimeter." The subgirl reports dutifully. "If anything happens we'll do our best to slow down their reinforcements."

"Appreciated." You reply as you turn back to your own squadron and look at the literal forest of pipes and columns. It was going to be really tough to maintain a formation in that kind of mess. Maybe you should split into smaller groups? That would increase your chances of getting at least one team to the objective if the other were to be be found...

>Keep the unit together.
>Split up into smaller teams.
>Other

>>49142828
>>Split up into smaller teams.

Time to operate.

>>49142828
>>Keep the unit together.
Never split the party

>>49142828
>>Keep the unit together.
Splitting is what horror movie protags do

>>49142828
>Split up into smaller teams.

>>49142828
>>Split up into smaller teams.

>>49142828
>>Split up into smaller teams.
This is no movie, and we're on a mission. Larger groups are less maneuverable and more visible, so its time to split up.

>>49142828
>Split up into smaller teams.

Time to blow it up quick or it'll try to talk to is or something.

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>>49142828
"We'll split up and go in from different directions. That gives us a better chance of reaching the target." You decide. "Eldridge, you sure you're ready for this?'"

"Of course!" Eldridge smiles and flexes her arm. "I was made for this!"

"All right, so we'll split up like this..."

>Pick 2 destroyers to cover Eldridge. The remaining 2 will automatically be added to your team! Your current candidates are Johnston, Heerman, Kidd, and Haida.

>>49142828
>>Split up into smaller teams.
And put on some earphones with Mission Impossible music. We don't want Atlas talking t us, after all/

>>49143096
Haida and Kidd

"Alright, gang! Time to split up and search for clues."

>>49143096
Send Johnston and Heerman. They'll compensate for Eldridge's (lack of) armament while we and Haida compensate for Kidd's... Kiddyness

>>49143096
>Kidd and Haida.

>>49143096
>Heerman and Haida.

>>49143096
Johnston and Heerman

>>49143096
Haida, Kidd

>>49143096
>Haida and Kidd

>>49143096
>Haida and Kidd

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>>49143096
All right, so the consensus seems to be Kidd and Haida will be sailing with Eldridge. Is that correct?

>Y
>N

>>49143096
>Johnston and Heerman

>>49143266
>N

>>49143266
>>Y

>>49143266
>>Y

>>49143266
>Y

>>49143266
>Y

>>49143266
>N

>>49143266
>Y

>>49143266
>>Y

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>>49143266
"Haida, Kidd, you go with Eldridge and go straight in. Me, Johnston, and Heerman will circle around and come in from the flank." You order. "You get into any trouble, make sure to call it out. Got that?"

"Crystal." Haida nods.

"Arr!" Kidd cheers.

"Gotcha!" Eldridge gives the thumbs up.

"All right, let's go!" You nod as your two teams split up. You watch as Haida, Kidd, and Eldridge disappear into the maze of pipes.

"You girls ready?" You ask your sisters.

"Course we are!" Johnston says happily as she punches you in the arm a bit too roughly.

"Let's get this over with." Heerman frowns. "This places gives me the creeps."

Now that Heerman had pointed it out, the air did start to feel heavier and more oppressive the closer you got to the platform. Your skin began to crawl, like millions of little needles were being rolled across it, and you were pretty sure that it wasn't the cold. However, you couldn't afford to chicken out now, and you take the lead into the dark, pulsating underbelly of Atlas.

Oddly enough, it was... warm down here. No more chilly winds or icy waters. Down here, it felt almost like an oven. Almost as if...

No, better not to think about it. You shake your head in an attempt to clear it as you and you sisters cautiously wind your way through the thick tangle of pipes and beams.

"Jesus, this pace is a mess!" Johnston winces as she carefully maneuvers around an oozing pipe.

"Well, I don't suppose Abyssals have building standards." Heerman scowls. "It's too dark down here for the nightvision, and thermals are going crazy. Hoel, you think you can use your radar?"

You could give it a shot. It would definitely help you navigate this maze, but if they detect you...

>Use the radar.
>Don't use radar.
>Other

>>49143495
>>Use the radar.

>>49143495
>>Use the radar.

Something is in here with us. Directly in front of us, and staring.

>>49143495
>>Use the radar.

>>49143495
>Don't use radar.

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>>49143530
A NEET?

>>49143495
>>Use the radar.

>>49143495
>>Use the radar.

>>49143495
>Use the radar.

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>>49143565
Or perhaps a Re.

>>49143495
>Don't use radar.

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>>49143665
A Re really would make an excellent monster villain here, take the Alien vibe to its limit, pick us off one by one before we throw it into a reactor or something

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>>49143495
"All right, I'm gonna give it a sweep." You whisper to your sisters. "Get ready, though. Anything could happen."

"Got it." Heerman nods.

Meanwhile, Johnston gets her shield up and ready.

You then begin to power up your radar and let off a few pulses to get a read on your surroundings.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>49143711
>Nat 1

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>49143711
PING

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>49143711

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>49143711
>Abyssals can't see shit

>>49143711
>>49143736

WHAT HAPPENS IN THE BATTLE OF THE NAT 1's?!

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>>49143736
UH OH

Would you like to use a FATE POINT to negate that 1? You currently have 3 points!

>Y
>M

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>>49143736
Aw shit, here comes a Battleship RE....

>>49143750
Y

>>49143750
>>Y

>>49143750
>>Y
OH GOD YES PLEASE. I need to stop rolling, that's the third time I've done that in this quest...

>>49143750
>N

>>49143750
>>M

>>49143750
>>Y

>>49143750
>Y

>>49143745
I'm more concerned about that opposing 1.

Did an Abyssal lose her pants?

>>49143750
>Y

>>49143750
>Y

>>49143750
Can we suffer 1 one next time?

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>>49143833
Hoel pings her radar, attracts the attention of Abyssals.

Abyssals get lost in this place.

Gif happens.

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>>49143750
You give a few pings, and immediately your mind's eye was flooded with information as your radar started bouncing every which way through all the piping and columns. It was complete chaos, with no apparently priority or logic to the layout of construction. Even now, more pipes and struts were being actively built by what looked to be worker drones. Freakish, spider like creatures that skittered the web of steel and flesh.

And underneath the surface of the water, your sonar was picking up odd readings. Tiny, sporadic movements, but nothing consistent with a sub or anything. Mines, maybe?

Fortunately, you didn't see any actual combat Abyssals in the immediate vicinity. They were all probably on the perimeter or inside the platform proper. There probably wasn't much reason to patrol down here in the heart of heir own base.

"Haida, watch out, these waters might be mined." You hiss.

"C--- --- --- ---a-- ---n- k----t." Haida's response is render incomprehensible from all the interference down here. Looks like comms were a no go.

"What do we do?" Heerman asks, her gaze nervously looking around.

"I've plotted a path to the target." You point. "But the problem is, I think that passage might be mined. There's an alternate path that doesn't look to be mined, but the space is tight. Really tight."

"How tight?" Johnston snickers.

"We'd be sharing engine heat." You grumble.

"That's... not ideal." Heerman grimaces.

"Nothing about this is ideal." You groan.

>Take a chance through the direct path.
>Try the alternate path.
>Blow up the mines. They're gonna know you're here pretty soon anyways.
>Other

>>49143968
>>Try the alternate path.
Not like we haven't gotten up close and personal before

>>49143968
>>Try the alternate path.

>>49143968
>>Try the alternate path.

>>49143968
>Try the alternate path

>>49143968
>Try the alternate path
Sisters time

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>>49143968
>>Try the alternate path.
Don't wanna end up like Max.

>>49143968
>Take the alternate path.
>Ask your sisters for help coming up with an excuse that Anna will accept.

>>49143968
>Try the alternate path.

>>49143968
>Blow up the mines. They're gonna know you're here pretty soon anyways.

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>>49143968
"We'll take the alternate path." You conclude. "Johnston, you're up front. Heerman, you take the rear."

"Got it." Heerman nods.

"Mhm!" Johnston says happily as she takes the lead, her shield up and ready. The one upside to being in a confined space was that anything coming down had to get through Johnston first, and she had the best defense out of all of you.

The alternate path was even more of a maze then the the outer perimeter. The pipes and struts were packed so tight and so haphazardly that you couldn't find this place resembled a spider's web more than the underbelly of a building.

Well, considering the worker units were spiderlike...

No. Best not to think about it too hard.

And sure enough, the path began to grown narrower and narrower, to the point where you and your sisters were forced to sail in a single file line. The air started to get heavier and more humid. The water below you was actually starting to steam, soaking into your clothes and sticking onto your Rig. Fumes and fluids leaked from the pipes around you, and you were finding it was getting harder to breathe...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>49144192
Jeez, the Abyssals are rolling bad tonight

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>49144192
Come on!

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>49144192
Round 2....

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>>49144221
>Every first roll so far has been a 5.

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Reminder that every Nat 1 makes Hoel even more beautiful than she already is.

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Reminder that Japan isn't the only Asian country with Shipgirls

>>49144359
That poor ship looks like it should be put out of its misery.

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>>49144359
Reminder that no KanColle quest will ever try to explore anything beyond Japan and the US

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>>49144192
Fortunately, you manage to power through most of the way without much incident. If you could remember correctly, you were almost at the exit. Just a little more!

"Um, Hole." Johnston pauses, causing you to crash into the back of her Rig.

"Johnston, what the hell!" You hiss.

"T-there's something up ahead." Johnston says nervously, lowering her shield just a bit so you could see over it.

Up ahead looked to be one of those spider worker units. About the size of a truck, it was hanging upside down from a rather large pipe, chittering and hissing to itself as it began secreting this ugly, viscous, and particularly foul smelling black goo from its ass, and using its legs and mouth to shape it into... more pipe. Some kind of construction method?

"W-what do we do?" Johnston asks. "It's blocking the way.

Well, erm, you do see a small space you could squeeze through to get past it. It didn't seem to have noticed you, or maybe it simply didn't care. You weren't very sure when it came to Abyssals.

>Try to bypass it.
>Attack it.
>Other

>>49144374
>>Try to bypass it.

>>49144374
>Attack it.

We should bring Anna and Vahlen a murderpresent!

>>49144374
>>Try to bypass it.

>>49144374
>Attack it.
We're at teh exit anyways? BLAST IT!

>>49144374
>Try to bypass it.

>>49144374
>Other

Try to capture it. This kind of abyssal seems worth taking home.

>>49144374
>>Try to bypass it.

>>49144374
>Try to bypass it.

Wouldn't be surprised if they were expanding the platform to include Abyssal manufacturing areas.

>>49144505
Lewd.

>>49144374
>>Try to bypass it.

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>>49144374
"Let's try to get past it." You whisper.

"R-right." Johnston nods nervously as the three of you shuffle forwards at low power, hoping not to attract the builder Abyssal's attention.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>49144610
>inb4 Resident Evil-tier Laser trip wire alarm

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>49144610
I SUMMON THEE, NAT 1

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>49144610

>>49144631
>>49144618
>>49144620

Oh thank god, we barely made it past.

>>49144631
I'll admit this was cutting it close.

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>>49144618
Another 5 as the first roll!

>>49144716
I think 5 is our lucky number, or the dice gods trying to tell us something....

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>>49144610
Fortunately, the builder seems to be too preoccupied with, well... building to actually pay any sort of attention to you, and you and your sisters manage to slip past it without it being any the wiser.

"Finally!" Heerman sighs in relief. "We're out!"

"And there's our target." You grin as you point to the main pipe. Or, well, what you hoped was the pipe. The massive pipeline glistened and pulsed as it pumped oil from deep below the ocean into the platform above ,where it was presumably used to fuel the Abyssal war effort.

"All right, let's just plant the charges and get the hell out of here." Heerman sighs as she takes out her satchel charges.

"Wait a minute, what about the others?' Johnston blinks and looks around. "Shouldn't they have gotten here before us?"

You look around, but all you could see was inky darkness and the vague maze and web of pipes.

You check your radio, which still wasn't working. Looks like you had to make a call...

>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.
>We can't afford to waste any time. Set the charges and go.
>Risk another radar sweep.
>Other

>>49144768
>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

>>49144768
>>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

>>49144768
>>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

>>49144768
>Plant the charges, then radar sweep

>>49144768
>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

>>49144768
>>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

>>49144768
>Risk another radar sweep.

>>49144768
>>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

>>49144768
>>Okay, we'll plant the charges and wait for them to rendezvous with us.

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>>49144768
"Just plant the charges and we'll wait for them to get here." You instruct.

And so, amid the center of the enemy's fortress, you all plant your satchel charges, sticking them securely onto the pulsing main pipe. The red lights on them winked on indicating that they were armed. You had the remote that would set their timers. Sixty seconds to detonation.

However, you still had no idea what happened to Haida's group. The Abyssals didn't appear to be alerted, so they apparently hadn't been found out. Were they lost?

Five long minutes pass and nothing happens and nobody appears. Even now, you and your sisters were getting antsy. An epic against the odds battle on the open seas was something you all understood and weren't afraid of, but this place, in the possible literal belly of the beast? All of your instincts were screaming that you all should not be here...

>Keep waiting.
>Time to bug out.
>You should search for the others.
>Other

>>49144936
>>You should search for the others.

>>49144936
>>You should search for the others.

>>49144936
>>You should search for the others.

Last thing we need is for a humanoid abyssal 'white blood cells' to come find us.

>>49144936
>>Keep waiting.
Be Cool... Trust the team...

>>49144936
>You should search for the others.

>>49144936
>Keep waiting.

>>49144936
>You should search for the others.

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>>49144936
"Damnit." You hiss and turn to your sisters. "All right, Johnston, Heerman, you two keep watch here. If I'm not back in three minutes, set the timers and get the hell out of here. Got it?"

"But-" Heerman steps forward.

"No buts. We can't afford to keep putting it off." You grunt. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, and I'll make sure Haida and the others are okay, too."

"A-all right." Heerman nods reluctantly.

"Good luck." Johnston gives you a good luck kiss on the cheek. "We'll see you on the outside!"

"Yeah..." You grin as you spin on your heel and sail out. Remembering from your previous radar sweep, you know the general direction in which Haida's team entered. However, thanks to Eldridge, you couldn't get an exact fix on them. So now you had to pull their possible routes from memory...

You COULD use your radar again. Sure, you couldn't pinpoint their exact location, but you could at least get a general idea of where they were just from the anomalous void Eldridge created.

>Go with your gut instinct.
>Give the radar another go.
>Other

>>49144936
>>Keep waiting.

>>49145050
>>Go with your gut instinct.

>>49145050
>>Go with your gut instinct.
In our Gut we Trust!

>>49145050
>>Give the radar another go.

>>49145050
>>Go with your gut instinct.

>>49145050
>Give the radar another go.

Shit's gonna blow up anyways.

>>49145050
>Give the radar another go.

>>49145050
>Go with your gut instinct.

Don't trust radar with Eldrige involved.

>>49145050
>Give the radar another go.

>>49145050
>>Give the radar another go.

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Rolled 8, 1 = 9 (2d20)

>>49145050
You decide to give your radar another go. In a maze like this, you needed all the precision you could get...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>49145179
Abyssals get a 1 again.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>49145179
Grant me Sight Beyond Sight!

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>49145179

>>49145179
With this amount of fails I half expect an newly awakened Abyssal Princess to find us think we're on her side.

>>49145288
DON'T GIVE HIM ANY IDEAS ANON

BESIDES, SHE PROBABLY ALREADY KNOWS

>>49145288
>inb4 Hoppo follows us home and does non-threatening, non-Abyssal stuff.

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>>49145179
You give a few exploratory pings, and sure enough, you find a space of just pure...emptiness. Places where the pipes just end as if they had been sheared off. You also update yourself on the routes and mine locations. Fortunately, they weren't too far, but the routes to get there were kinda messy.

And what also worried you was that they apparently weren't moving.

>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here.
>Take your time. No need to get yourself hurt.
>Other

>>49145339
>>Take your time. No need to get yourself hurt.

>>49145339
>>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here.
Hell, maybe the second team are already mopping up.

>>49145339
>>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here.

>>49145339
>>Take your time. No need to get yourself hurt.

>>49145339

>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here.

>>49145339
>>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here

>>49145339
>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here.

>>49145355
We would have noticed if they got to the pipe before us. Satchel charges aren't subtle.

>>49145339
>>Take your time. No need to get yourself hurt.

>>49145339
>You need to go fast. You're on a timer here.

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Rolled 9, 13, 19 = 41 (3d20)

>>49145339
You knew you had less than four minutes to find Haida's team and get the hell out of here. You rev up your engines and get ready to put the pedal to the metal.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>49145498
Nat 20!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>49145498
Thank you Freedom Fairy!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>49145498
Thank you Freedom Fairy.

>>49145508
>>49145524
Uhh...something really good happens and then something really bad happens?

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>>49145524
Fucking freedom fairy

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>>49145524

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>>49145524

>>49145524
You... stop rolling.
Just
Stop
Rolling

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>>49145524
WELP

Normally, in this situation, the 20 would cancel out the 1, but the remaining roll is a four, which isn't all that great.

Do you guys want to spend a FATE POINT on the 1?

You currently have 2 points!

>Y
>N

>>49145600
>>Y

>>49145600
>>Y
Okay, we're really grinding down the fate points at this rate....

>>49145600
>>Y

>>49145600
>Y

>>49145612
Well, we ARE in the heart of an Abyssal Base.

>>49145600
>>Y

>>49145647
Wait, does that mean there's an Installation Abyssal hiding somewhere here?

>>49145612
This is why we save them: for when shit happens and by shit I mean a pattern in the dice that results in nigh-consistent 1s on our end.

>>49145600
>Y

Is posting up?

>>49145600
>>N

>>49145786
Looks like we're back now.

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>>49145600
>FATE POINT USED
>1 point remains

Thanks to your radar, you blaze through the labyrinthine pipe system with zero abandon, having already plotted the ideal routes. Your new diesel-electric turbines were also a great help, allowing you to better tune your power output to just as much as you need. A massive upgrade from the antique boilers you used to have to deal with.

Thankfully, once again, you don't encounter any resistance. You quickly reach the search area, with just two minutes before the charges are set. But you don't see your fellow destroyers anywhere.

"Haida? Kidd? Eldridge?" You call out.

"Over here!" You hear Haida croak.

You turn and look on in horror as you see your fellow destroyers, all glued to a pillar by that same black gunk you've seen the builders excrete. Both Eldridge and Kidd were engulfed up to their mouths, while you could see a spiderlike builder in the process of integrating Haida into the pillar as well. Her arms and legs were already gooped up, making it impossible for her to retaliate.

"You have some real good timing." Haida winces as the builder sprays some of the goo right on her chest, the alien fluid quickly hardening. "So how aboot you get us the hell out of these things?!?"

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week. Don't forget Infinite Stars on Saturday!

>>49145804
Oh dear god, this is heading towards an H.R. Giger fever dream.

See you next time, Merc!

>>49145804
It's shipgirls! Abyssal installations are made of shipgirls!

Also, while skimming through the thread to catch up, I stopped on the picture of >>49144192 and realized something: it's awfully convenient that two of the three Taffy destroyers picked upgrades to match their Tomb girl actress-
>we picked radar for our first upgrade
>radar is called "dentan" in Japanese
>"den" means electricity and is written with the character for lightning (電)
Merc, you magnificent bastard!

>>49145804
Well shit.

Cheers for the run. See you tomorrow boss!

>>49145715
Welp, time to set off those charges next time.

>>49145804
Thanks for the run,MC.

>>49144373
KCQ just brought in German botes and a serious look at modern Germany's psychology to them.

>>49146095
>KCQ
>just

Also, that was Navyfag's doing and he quit writing for KCQ last December.

>>49146399
No, this is new material.

Ghost just wrote a 95-page Canon novella featuring the Krautboats, some Russians, and a good hard look at the abyssal logistical train.

Like, just this week.

>>49146438
>writefaggotry for a dead quest

>>49146438
How on earth do you expect anyone to read that and all of all these other "novellas" that pad out KCQ lore without their heads exploding?

>>49148761
I'm guessing it's purely for people who're already invested in reading KCQ

>>49148943
I love how people genuinely expect KCQ to ever come back.

>>49149347
It's either gonna come back sometime, or Planefag gets distracted by the /ak/ thing of this decade and makes a quest about it, abandoning KCQ the way he abandoned SWQ

>>49146438
Link?

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Just poked my head in. Are there futa shipgirls?

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>>49155261
What? No. Of course not.

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>>49155297
But Moe, Suffering and Futa are the prime ingredients that make up shipgirls!

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>>49155460
No, that's just fucking stupid.

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>>49155481
But if shipgirls don't knock up other shipgirls to give birth to new shipgirls, where do they come from?

>>49155509
Comrade stork.

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>>49155509
The afterlife.

>>49155509
When a naval planning board funds a shipyard enough, you get one in at least seventy years.

>>49155596
I don't know why, but this explanation is my favorite.