how are our parents?
nb4 panzer

Get drunk, of course.

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>>21127710
There is only one thing to do

>>21127710

Well, shit. Our sister's got to have set something on fire by now. Let's make sure it isn't anything important.

>The typical piss-drizzle English weather is darkening fast, and the sky to the south hardly looks any less brooding.

FORESHADOWING!

No trouble?
Let's generate some!
Me must find someone to shoot with soap.

>>21127710
Find Robin, ask how she's adjusting to war.

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>>21127710
Let's just sit here for a bit and enjoy the quiet.

>>21127710
Assuming we're M.C. Young, let's make sure our parents are okay, and as is Robin.

And no one is making more waves about the fact that there was a human assassin after us? Or is that getting swept under the carpet because everyone else is doing the same?

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waiting warmly

PLANEFAG HATH RETURNED

Where the fuck were you man?

Well obviously need to find some way to get ourselves back into trouble.

>>21127710
Check on our parents. We didn't get an update on them after they survived that air raid. We're gonna look mighty shitty if Ma was in the sickbay with a broken arm while we were banging the redhead.

We should probably go do that thingmajig with Sean.

>>21127817
Wait, do our parents still think Eila is our betrothed?

>>21127836
Probably, it's been like a month in real time, and some of the memories are a little fuzzy.

>>21127836
After that show Sanya put on? Probably not.

...we're gonna have to deal with that eventually.

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>>21127836
ha ha oh shit

>>21127830
Oh, right, but weren't we also going to get Ian involved?
And maybe we should get the Old Watchmaker or Luke as the authority figure who will tell him to suck it up, he's sparkly?

steal a bunch of science shit from tesla. start putting it together in different combinations till we invent the internet. make a website on there about traditional games. run a quest on it about how the war would be like if the countries were slightly different and also there were no men around at all and the witches had to have zany adventures by themselves.

check on parents, then Minna.

Does anyone have an updated list of THINGS WE NEED TO DO?
I think talking to Seanya about his sparkles was one of them.

Okay, you lot are reminding me of things:

-Sean, You've got Sparklies
-Sanya/Elia, how much strain is there between the two
-Sister/Family, ARE THEY ALIVE?
-Assassin, what's up with that?

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>>21127926
oh right, assassin is pretty big

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You wander aimlessly, no real destination in mind. Like elephants, fighter pilots can instinctively locate food and liquid sources, and communicate between themselves in mysterious ways. You're somewhat confident of finding something interesting.

This time, however, it finds you. As you're strolling past the small copse of woods on one side of the island, a voice hails you from the shade.

"Hi."

You look over and see Trude sitting under a tree, back against the trunk, tossing a fifth of liquor from one hand to the other. Accepting her pseudo-invitation, you amble over and seat yourself against a tree trunk.

"How ya doin?"

You sigh, and close your eyes, savoring the warm, moist wind before the coming storm drives you indoors. "I'm exhausted."

"Didn't you just wake up?"

"Not like that."

Trude says nothing, but you sense she understands what you mean.

"Want to talk about it?"

"Not particularly," you say, and you both sit in silence for a while, watching the sky darken with stormclouds from horizon to horizon.

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>human assassin

FUCKING CALLED IT

>IT BEGINS.

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forever a scone

>>21128072

I like Trude ;_;

..kind of.

>>21127978
Trude > Minna.

There. I said it.

>>21128072
Trude has too many waifus. She should share some with us.

>>21128112
dibs on shirley

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There's a lot to talk about, for sure. For instance, how your little sister managed to turn a bolt-action Springfield into a fully-automatic weapon. Or the man who tried to blow your preciously scant brains out of your generous skullcase. Or your receiving the Medal of Honor immediately after (that you don't think you deserve) even as the commander of the entire goddamned Air Force - and everybody else in the room - had their brains scrambled by god knows what. And, come to think of it, where did the Sharkplane go, or the reporters obsessed with it, or the gigantic beast of a flying boat you hopped over it, or...

You shake your head. It's a big war, and you're just one little part of it. But for now, for these five measly minutes, you can just. Fucking. Relax.

>>21128112

I want the one on the right!

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>>21128122
Sir, I will fight you to the death.

>>21128129
And then hell breaks loose.

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>>21128138
always a good decision

>>21128129
and then a skeleton pops out

Gentlemen, can we hold the images for after the quest?

Planefag, can we get a quick recap? It has been a while, after all.

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>>21128141
Come at me

>>21128159
No.

>>21128156
How many images have you renamed


They're all funny.

>>21128158
2spooky4me

Save your shitposting for later, homos.

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So if nobody is going with small, blonde and perky...
Dibs.

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>>21128200
Your sacrifice shall be remembered.

Useless people like Crix are why planefag took such a long break in the first place

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>about to go to work
>I think I'll refresh /tg/ one more time...
>SWQ

Okay....

>>21128221
You asked planefag personally, did you?

>>21128246
Yep

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I'm going to post my images so I don't feel like my time spent on pixiv was in vain

>>21128255
Well then, I'm sorry that useless people like Crix and yourself scared him away.

>>21128284
Looks like a man

>>21128178
>Women in underwear
>Quest is about Women in underwear with planelegs fighting in WW2
I don't even. Seriously?

>>21128286
I already know that my being here is pointless so I don't bother posting anything. You should learn the same.

>>21128286

He probably became frightened of all of the Americlaps thunderous applause whenever he made a post and lost his spaghetti.

>>21128217
I consider that bad fanon.

>>21128335

Hey, they got healed right up afterward.

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"How's Robin dealing with things?" Trude asks you.

"... I don't know," you reply honestly. "Just because she acts all gung-ho doesn't mean she IS. I know she's thrilled to be fighting alongside her big brother and all, but..."

"That's the only thing she's still liking about it, you think."

You nod.

Trude sighs, and looks back at the sky, averting her eyes. "I..." She hugs herself tightly, the fifth lying forgotten in the grass. "If you repeat what I'm about to say to anyone, I will rip your intestines out through your asshole and strangle you with them. Do you understand me?"

"Not following you on the 'intestines' part. Just my colon, or the whole nine yards or-"

"I thought about deserting with Chris, after she recovered."

Your smartassery ignites in flames and dies halfway to Trude in a little puff of pathetic. You'd sooner expect Sean to tongue-kiss HellCow then hear somebody as stiff-backed as Trude even *suggest* desertion.

"... why?" you ask.

"To keep her out of this war," Trude says miserably. "To protect something *I* love, just for once."

"She's nine!" you say.

Your sharp vision catches the moist glint in her eyes before she closes them.

"Do you think that will make a difference, very soon?"

>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on.
>What are you getting at?
>... you might have a point.
>other?

>>21128301
As does the Borogravian high command.
Uniform jackets do that.

>>21128339
she strikes me as too lazy to go that far.

[x]What are you getting at?

>>21128342
>What are you getting at?

>>21128342
I think if they're dragging her into this war, we are already fucked anyway, so it won't actually matter at that point.

>>21128342
>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on.

Oh god DAMN IT, ANOTHER ONE?! *ANOTHER* one of the witches is getting hopeless?!

>>21128342

>...you might have a point.

That said, we're holding them. It's bad, but we're still holding them. We might win this before it comes to that.

>>21128342
[x] What are you getting at?

She doesn't even know if Chris is a witch yet. SHIT TRUDE, GET IT TOGETHER.

>>21128342
>...you might have a point.

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>>21128342
>>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on.
UNLESS we wind up fighting a horde of alien monstrosities that take over most of asia and require the use of mechs to fight at any sort of effectiveness

>>21128342

yeah, you probably got a point,

>>21128342
>>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on.

also:
> You'd sooner expect Sean to tongue-kiss HellCow

CALLING ALL DRAWFAGS, CALLING ALL DRAWFAGS.

>>21128342
>other?
The war situation isn't getting that bad. We're slowly pushing out the Martians that landed in England, and they've still got this major offensive they're putting together here.

>>21128387

>yfw Tortilla Chips and Strike Witches gets a crossover.

>>21128342
>>... you might have a point.


Lets all elope with Trude and Chris, shit will be cash.

>>21128342

"The way things are going, the war'll be over long before they try to bring her in."

Historically, the war was over by late-Summer 1945, so I'd assume the Martian's will be defeated by around the same time. Maybe sooner.

>>21128342
>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on.
And if they do, we've already lost and both of us will already be dead.

all the chips are down, lady. gotta do what we gotta do.

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>>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on.

>this war

>the people are starting to get desperate

>desperate?

>desperate.

>>21128342
>The Allies won't sink *that* low. Come on. Right?

if they find out about us.....well just look at the hulk...we will be hunted down and locked away to become some science project to make more!

and its dead.

>>21128645
I blame the Communists.

>>21128645
Planefag probably just passed out. He;s known to do that

>>21128662
those damn commies

>>21128662
I think we should blame ourselves.

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>>21128662
EET VAS NOT US, COMRADE ANON. VE LIKE DHE LEETLE WEETCHES.

>>21128662
I blame the people who aren't communists.

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>>21128676
>trusting russians

>IT ENDS...?

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"... we're not going to send nine year olds into combat, Trude," you say, puzzled. "The war isn't going that badly. We've fought them to a halt and we're on the brink of pushing them back." That last part sounds a bit thin even to you.

"She won't be nine," Trude says, her tones miserable. "How has this war gone on as long as it has? They have some amazing technology, but they're still millions and millions of miles from home." Trude snorts. "The Wehrmacht could hardly keep a supply line from Berlin to the outskirts of Moscow, and that was against peasants led by political officers who's only combat experience was pressing pistols to the heads of the officers who actually knew how to fight. How has it taken us almost a year to merely *halt* them?"

You expel a gusty sigh, trying to blow out all the stress and doubt and fear you carry around on a daily basis; the war-weariness that usually lies buried under the routine insanity of being young and stupid in a war-zone. Scooting over the grass, you lean your back against Trude's tree, a sizable oak, and bump shoulders with her companionably.

"I felt that way too. After the Fitzgerald, I mean. I didn't actually expect to survive that, but even when I did..." you shudder involuntarily, remembering the sight of an entire goddamned Great Lakes freighter flying through the air. "And then I bounced a shark-plane that surfs on lightning over our OWN flying cargo ship with a genius lightning-wizard at the controls." You bump her with your elbow kindly. "We're not as far behind as you think."

"I get tired of thinking, sometimes."

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"Mmm," you concur. "Sometimes its nice to just... let it slide." Which is what you've done with a great many huge, unanswerable questions since this war began. Civilians can sweat that; but you've a job to take your mind off things.

Shoulder-to-shoulder with Trude, you both watch the building storm over your tiny island, the natural allegory to your worry, not for yourselves, but for the ones you love most. And you both close your eyes and savor the warm, wonderful spring wind, the blessing that comes with the storm, hoping it'll carry some of your cares away.

And then Sean charges into view with a box of tape spools held high over his head while pursued by a jeep.

>Guess my five minutes are up?
>Fuck right off, I'm brooding and intellectual right now.

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>>21128645
>>21128696
>Calling it dead
>after less than 20 minutes

It takes time to write, people.

>>21128721
>>Fuck right off, I'm brooding and intellectual right now.
GODDAMMIT SEAN

>>21128721
>Guess my five minutes are up?
GOD DAMMIT SEAN YOU DONT DO THAT THING WITHOUT US!

>>21128721
>Guess my five minutes are up?

Alright, time to go unfuck the Mick...

>>21128721
>Guess my five minutes are up?
Back to work, work, war, war, war.

>>21128721
>Fuck right off, I'm brooding and intellectual right now.
I get to do it once every other month, so fuck you.

>>21128721
man when the nuke is made, and we then have jet technology, and Shark is used to eliminate the final floating battle station, forcing a peace treaty, this war will end.

>>21128721
>Guess my five minutes are up?

Ain't no rest for the wicked.

>Guess my five minutes are up?

what did you do now!?

>>21128721
>>Fuck right off, I'm brooding and intellectual right now.

Goddamn man, its not even been five minutes, can't he go jam a potato up his own ass without supervision?

>>21128721
>Fuck right off, I'm brooding and intellectual right now.

This is a rare, peaceful and quiet moment. Fuck off Sean.

[x]Guess my five minutes are up?

Any particular reason why Trude was the girl to go to?

>>21128314
Hi you must be new here.

>>21128721
Fuck off, I'm being brooding and intellectual.

Being a pilot is rough.

>>21128721
>Guess my five minutes are up?
Back to work I guess

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>>21128721
> spend all day at NY Comic-con
> come home to SWQ
best day


>Guess my five minutes are up?
I wanna know what the hell he's doing.

>Fuck right off, I'm brooding and intellectual right now.
NOPE.JPG

>>21128787
Yes, very new in fact. Please, teach me more about your strange and wild customs!

>>21128840
TWQ when?

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>>21128850
NEVER

>>21128840
Well, usually when a new thread starts, we say "inb4 Panzer". That guy isn't here right now though.

>>21128722
Ahh.

Is that why AWiY is taking so long to update?

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Fuck off, sean, we're brooding.

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>Guess my five minutes are up?

>>21128878
AWiY?

>>21128721
>Fuck off. We brooding now.

>>21128878
Low blow that.

>>21128928
A Wizard is You, the quest that planefag runs on THP as Demetrious

Polite sage for no contributan

>>21128721
Fuck off, Sean and jeep, I'm brooding.

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"Was nice while it lasted," you opine sourly as your radar operator runs like a mad bastard with a milk-crate of big tape-spools held high above his head. From around the end of the wooded copse comes the roar of a Jeep surging over the boggy, wet ground with considerable difficulty. Inside are several men wearing suits, screaming and swearing and hurling pencils in Sean's general direction as they bear down on him.

Just as you're formulating a plan of action that involves opening Trude's fifth and slugging it down while laughing madly at the dumbasses plight, a dark shadow flits through the trees with a stalkers slithering intent. Just as the Jeep is catching traction in the drier ground by the edge of the copse, the giant figure rises from the darkness of the trees and leaps in front of it so swiftly it almost seems to appear out of thin air. Sharp hooves sink deep into the wet turf as the forelimbs smash down onto the hood. The Jeep's rear wheels scream for a moment, then stop as the engine stalls and dies.

With air pressure dropping rapidly, even birdsong is absent, making the poignant 'calm' before the storm even more charged with portent.

And into that terrifying silence echoes a single, dreadful, hiss.

>>21128968
AWWW YEAH, HELLCOW TIME BABY

>>21128968
We should sell tickets. We really should.

>>21128968
Holy cow.

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beware of collateral hellcow damage

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You have seen burning planes empty out slower then that jeep empties of men. Clipboards and pencils fly out in a cloud of debris as they literally flip backwards over the seats to escape the dreaded Hellcow by the most direct route available to them, their shrill, high squeals more the sound of excess air being forced out of their noses by their ribcages contracting away from the fell beast more then actual, proper screams. The four men tear across the lawn faster then a Budweiser deliveryman with a sober Marine after him, and are soon lost to sight.

Satisfied, Hellcow removes his hooves from the dented hood, takes one suspicious look around, and starts cropping grass like nothing fucking happened.

You look at Trude.

Trude looks at you.

>HAIL?
>OBSERVE?
>OTHER?

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>>21129013
Boo!

>OBSERVE?
Let other people be crazy for now.

>>21129043

>OBSERVE.

Drink. Watch and drink.

>>21129043
>>OBSERVE?
And laugh

>>21129043
Pat Trude's hand and say something amusingly corny about enjoying the day.

Then.

> OBSERVE

>Hey Trude.
>You said you wanted to take a load off?
>Watch this.

>>21129043
>HAIL?

...Sean, why did you steal the reporters' tape?

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>>21129043
>OBSERVE

>>21129043
>OBSERVE?
See if Sean comes back. Take another drink.
If Sean doesn't come back, go and find him.

Today truly is my birthday. Thank you planefag.

>>21129043
>>OBSERVE?
Watch carefully. We must learn!

>>21129043
Observe. Each other.

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>observe

>>21129079
There's still the matter of breaking the gnome news to him.

>Note to self: In future, always carry an easily accessible camera everywhere.
>Always.
>Everywhere.

>>21129043
>>OBSERVE

Take a slug of that booze, sit back and enjoy the show. Nice to not be the center of madness for a while.

>>21129102
It's been broken, like, three times to him already.

>>21129043

>OTHER

"Do you think we should carry around cameras with us from now on? That way, in the future, we could show future generations the kind of shenanigans we deal with to completely destroy whatever BS super-serious images that the PR departments will make of us?"

>>21129113
With all the stuff that happens to MC, I'm not sure carrying around a relatively delicate piece of machinery is a good idea...

>>21129043
>OBSERVE
Lets wait till hellcows a little farther away before attempting to force the gnome thing through his skull

>>21129151
I don't think it's been done definitively with either Sean running off or some other crap happening (very common for PF; "Plot development? Let's have some crap happen")

>>21129151
"Break it to him" as in "Break his skull". Maybe then it'll fucking stick.

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With your philosophical, almost Emerson-like detachment from local timespace nearly complete, you can't summon the energy to disrupt the fascinating display before you. In a queer sort of way it feels like a grand stage, the lovely green expanse gently sloping towards the rocky barrier of the sea, that churning, crashing orchestra pit of waves providing soothing background while you and Trude sit comfortably in the darkness of the audience seating.

Trude raises her fifth questioningly, and you can almost read her mind. Bit light for a picnic, isn't it?

Unhesitatingly, you produce two nice, big D-rations from your pocket. Dinner AND a show!

Trude passes you the bottle and accepts a D-ration as Sean, who's too preoccupied to notice you, dumps the tape spools into a heap and begins to rip through his pockets for something. After almost a minute of frantic searching, his face lights with discovery and he withdraws something small, rectangular and metallic. He's about to flip the cap off the device, producing a small yellow can from another pocket, when you see him pause, confused. His eyes narrow, and your sharp eyes can read his lips with little difficulty as he mouths "E-W" in puzzlement.

After a moment, he shrugs, unscrews the lid of the yellow can, and is about to upend it over the spools when it happens.

The Pyledriver.

>>21129214
Oh god, what's on those tapes?

>>21129214
oh god what

>>21129237
Whatever it is, we should secure it for the good of mankind.

>>21129214
Wait... THAT Pyle?

>>21129214
The what.

Hellcow, you fool, what have you done?!

>>21129214

Stay quiet, this seems like prime blackmail material, I'm sure Trude would agree.

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>>21129214
what?

>Keep quiet
>Keep watching
>Keep eating
>Give no fucks when he finally notices us and comes over
>Keep eating

>>21129381
Today, on this day of days, our jimmies are unrustle-able.

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There isn't an aviator alive who can't recognize the journalist who darts from the woods and ambuscades Sean from behind. The lanky man flexes like a bar of spring-steel under strain as he simply wraps his arms around Seans midsection and arches over backwards, bringing Sean with him and slamming the big Irish lout's skull into the boggy earth.

"Bhwauf," Sean comments as he chews the sod thoughtfully. You think he's opining that it needs more lemon, and make a mental note to ask him how he liked chewing on some cold turf for a change.

Meanwhile, the journalist is righting himself. He fetches the yellow can a kick and watches it tumble away, contents draining uselessly into the grass, then starts scooping up the tapes.

"Ernie!" somebody shouts, a rather routound gent in a grass-stained buisness-casual getup. "Ernie, you got 'im!"

"I sure as hell did," Ernie Pyle says, dusting off his knees. "I am not a cantankerous man, but I take my job seriously." You're suddenly very, very glad you refrained from exposure. Pyle is, indeed, a man not noted for fucking around. He's a man who can write the sweetest, folksiest stories about places he's visited in the course of following the ever-fluid front-line of a devastating interplanetary, interpspecies war of unprecedented destruction and horror. If there was a physical embodiment of giving no fucks, the fabled "nullfuck," it is quite likely this man.

As he gathers his tapes and prepares to leave with his routound companion, Sakamoto strides out of the trees with an expression of pure murderous joy on her face.

>>21129413
TRIAL OF THE DRAGON

>>21129413
Oh boy!

>>21129413
>Sakamoto strides out of the trees with an expression of pure murderous joy on her face.
Yeah, we're staying the FUCK out of this.

>>21129413
This is one of the craziest days since the beginning, and it has absolutely nothing to do with us.
Something has gone horribly wrong.

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>>21129413
I have no pictures of Sakamoto expressing murderous joy...

>>21129413
Well-executed.

>>21129413
HELL NO WE ARE NOT LEAVING OUR BRO OUT THERE! CHAAAARGE!

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>>21129460

>>21129509
Sit yer ass down, that's Ernie fucking Pyle. The (war) Journalist to end all (war) Journalists!

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Sakamoto Mio strides forth from the shaded woods, her magical eye smouldering red as she turns her naked blade in one hand, letting the meager light glint and play on its honed blade. Backdropped against the gathering storm-clouds, she seems to be rising from the choppy, turbulent sea, a Japanese naval War God made manifest upon the land. She levels her weapon and glares down three and a half feet of razored steel at Pyle with her glowing, wrathful eye.

"Hand it over."

Pyle snorts.

>>21129509
Mio has things in hand, it'd be for the best that Young stays at a healthy distance from what's about to go down.

Obviously we should be betting Trude on the outcome of the battle.

"In this corner, the man who gives no fucks whatsoever, And on the other corner, a small waif with a katana! And no pants!"

"Let's get ready to RUMBLE!!"

>>21129533
OH SHIT

>>21129533
...they have audio/video of the two fucking. Calling it now.

>>21129533
Plye is gonna kick her ass

>>21129538

We'd need some stakes if we are betting, 'm sure Trude can think of suitable bets as I for one cannot think as to what we have on hand.

>>21129538
We should. But we should also be quiet about it, not being particularly suicidal.

Also, could someone clarify for my momentarily stupefied mind which tapes these are exactly?

>>21129589
We don't know, but my best guess is they are videos of Sean on stage for the awards ceremony.

"If I win, I get your liquor, If you win, you get mine."

And then we turn to find out she just finished drinking hers.

>>21129560
Pretty much. Nobody, not even Sakamoto, could get away with fucking around with Ernie Pyle. That man gave no fucks whatsoever.

>>21129589
We don't know!

>>21129533
Maybe we should let Trude know we may need to move some time soon. There's a storm coming, and the weather's looking nasty too.

>>21129629
Except, you know, the Japanese. Who killed him.

...ain't Mio Japanese?

we can't leave him to the wolves guys we need to save him. AND THE TAPES!

Calling it now: Pyle is a gnome.

>>21129646

Think of the blackmail material.

THE BLACKMAIL MATERIAL.

>>21129646
you must be insane to want to get inbetween Mio "gives no fucks" Sakamoto and her prey.

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>>21129533
It's japan time

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>>21129672
YOU DAMN RIGHT I AM!

>>21129533
Welp, better back up our bro. or at least figure out what the hell

Seriously, what the fuck is going on?

Obviously we need to use the Rommel Approach, and hit him the head with a piece of meat.

Guys.
Shut up.
Sit back.
Enjoy the dinner show.

>>21129703

The Pyle Piper has lewd material of 'em

Or he caught the Potato Masher performing gnome-y shit.

>>21129725
To which 'him' do you refer?

>>21129743
no we need to save our radar man and save those tapes for black mail later

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"Bitch," Pyle states politely, "PLEASE. I am a war correspondent. I stride amongst death and destruction on a daily basis armed with nothing but a pencil, and the last time I met a Martian face-to-face, I wrote his eulogy with it by ramming it through his fucking skull... pardon my french," he amends absently. He hefts the milk-crate, clanking with film spools. "Trust me when I say, I can kill you with what's in this box. But I won't, because I'm a polite gentlemen. I will just make you wish I'd killed you for the full six months you're passing small slivers of aluminum in your daily ablutions. You'll never get close enough to use that sword."

Sakamoto considers that for about point-five seconds.

"Okay," she says, and draws her Nambu.

>>21129926
in b4 the Nambu jams

Guns don't kill people.

Video tapes do.


....what.

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>>21129926
ere we go.

>>21129926

So Trude... do you think it will be worth it?

>Nudge nudge, wink wink, etc. so on and so forth.

>>21129926
Time to intervene.

Otherwise someone is going to die.

>>21129926
Then it jams and/or explodes.

Demetrious hates the Nambu.

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>>21129926
>Nambu

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>>21129976

Or we could set back and not escalate the situation further with out own personal breed of shenanigan.

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Pyle's eyes widen with sudden, pure horror.

"Ernie, you... can't you... like the others-" the fat man stutters.

"You don't understand," Pyle growls. "We're inside the shrapnel radius!"

"She wouldn't-" the fat man's statement is truncuated by the whipcrack of a 7mm round zipping between him and Pyle. Ernie flings the milk crate at Sakamoto, and in the space of an instant vanishes from sight in a hail of cascading tape spools. His companion is significantly less suave, but manages to huff out of sight in due time.

>Speak up
>Stay silent
>Other?

>>21130007
>Stay silent

Well that was neat.

>>21130007
>Speak up

"So, was this kerfuffle because you two slept together or because Sean is a gnome?"

>>21130007
> Speak up

Well, that was amusing. I think he thought you'd really shoot him.

speak up!

>>21130007
>Stay silent
Heck of a show.

>>21130007
Speak up

Comment on the giant brass balls Sakamoto must have to actually discharge a Nambu without a ten foot string and a blast shield.

>>21130007
>stay silent

situation does not require MCs input

>>21130007
Continue watching. Maybe crack a joke at Sean's expense.

>>21130007
>Stay silent
Sounds good to me. This is been the best show in weeks. Like hell were going to stop it.

>>21130007

"JUST FUCK ALREADY!"

>>21130007
>Other
Take another drink. Look to Trude, gesture with our head towards Sakamoto, see what we should do.

>>21130007
speak up

>>21130007
>>Stay silent
lets see what happens next

>>21130007
>>Stay silent

Dinner isn't going to eat itself, even less so if we open our fat mouth.

>>21130007
>Speak up
By laughing, of course.

>>21130007
>"Ernie, you... can't you... like the others-" the fat man stutters.

ERNIE IS A FUCKING GNOME WHO CAN FUCK WITH GUNS SO MUCH FOR JUST BEING BADASS, HE CHEATED.

speak up or shoot our weapon in to the air

"Hey Sean! He took the Yellow canister!"

Let's stir up the hornets nest.

>>21130059
pretty sure he meant ernie should do something like this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4GIIxfWePO0
at 0.45
cause he wouldn't shut up about how dangerous he was with his pencil.

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>>21130059

You can't cheat in life

>Applause

Look to Trude.

Shrug.

"Just another day on Sparkle Island."

Pass the fifth back to her.

So, we're pretty much in the eye of the storm now, huh? Everyone around us is getting the shit we have for the past week, and we're just fine. This won't end well.

stay silent

>speak up

Can't you two do that somewhere else?

I'm drinking.

>>21130080
Well, that's not too bad, I guess.

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>>21130189
why do you hate tomoko

"What's on the tapes? Did you two finally fuck, or did Sean's magic get caught on camera?"

>>21130207
THAT'S FOR ME TO KNOW, AND YOU NOT TO.

But seriously, I'm just fuckin' around, man.

>>21130080
Where's her other arm?

Crix, are you stealing arms now?

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With your radar operator semi-conscious and the object of his issues so close at hand, you're tempted to intervene. But the surrealistic zen of the moment has reached such an aggressively tranquil dominance you can hardly stir. The thought you had earlier, that perhaps, just perhaps, this one will work itself out, floats through your mind once more.

"Sean?" Sakamoto asks, stabbing her blade into the ground in exactly the way that looks cool in movies, but is terrible for an actual blade. The Japanese witch kneels by your fallen crewmate. "Sean, you okay?"

"I feel like I just got my ass kicked by a sentient leaf-spring," Sean moans, slowly righting himself with Sakamoto's support. "I heard a gunshot... you drove them off?"

Sakamoto hefts her characteristic hearty, heart-stopping laugh. "They ran like thundershy rabbits when I put a round past their ears! What the hell were you stealing these for, anyway?"

"Oh," Sean said. "Those are the videotapes of the award ceremony. Can't let that last few minutes get on the airwaves."

"What? Why?"

"You don't remember that bullshit drama between Sanya and Moron Supreme?"

"I thought they played it perfectly," Sakamoto says, confused.

"Hello!" Sean says, rapping Sakamoto on the noggin with his knuckles. "Hello, Mio, anybody home? Sanya claimed he was her BROTHER!"

>>21130255
...Oh, SHIT, he's totally right.

>>21130231
She lost it in an alien base atack mission.Rookie vasques hit her with an anti tank rifle

>>21130255
Wait, which thread did the award ceremony happen in?

I want to verify this

>>21130255
oooooooh

>>21130255
Sean is doing us a giant favor and we should go thank and aid him.

>>21130255
What. Wait really? I don't remember that...

>>21130300
It's true, she did.

>>21130297
>>21130300
Eila introduced herself to our parents as her fiance. To get her off our back, we invoked Sanya. She called us her brother. Then she called Eila a Nazi. Then the aliens hit.

>>21130255
Welp.

Time to stealth the fuck out?

Yeah, we should probably thanks him for this.

Perhaps a raincheck on the next Aileron roll?

... Nah.

>>21130328
as our fiance*

>>21130255
I fail to see how this is an issue, unless Sanya has a brother already. Or had one who died.
Oh god that's it isn't it.

>>21130328
To be specific, we invoked Sanya.

Sanya thought Eila was just toying with her heart like she was messing with us.

>>21130255
That isn't unsalvageable. Sanyan's family is stuck in Russia or dead or something, so she plausibly and adorably treats MC as a brother to cope and has absolutely no scandalous feelings for Elia.

The press will buy that, right?

>>21130368
Fuck no, they won't, and you know it.

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"So what? They're both white!"

Sean gives her a lidded-eyed look. "Mio, Sanya's father is a famous piano composer. His lineage is well-known. Even *I* know that."

You snort rudely even as you appreciate the legendary gall on display.

"The reporters lapped it up!" Mio objects, hands on her hips.

Sean squares his shoulders. "Because everybody was getting a Martian Mindfuck at the time, remember?"

Mio's face clouds. "I... I don't actually-"

"Yeah, because mindfuck," Sean explains. "The tapes, however - you can watch those sober and unwhammied and when people do it's gonna get awkward fast, so I thought I'd... dispose of them."

maybe the real issue Sean is getting at is that if someone tried to assassinate MC they'd be happy to go after family members as well.

>>21130389
Did sean get the backup copies?

>>21130350
Another reason to destroy the tapes: lesbians aren't kosher just yet, and lesbian witches would be a scandal.

>>21130408
>tape in 1940s
>back ups
You are hilarious.

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It's a good thing sean is so responsible

>>21130435
I admit I am not up to snuff on pre-electronic technology.

Are you saying that they PROBABLY didn't make a copy or that it is IMPOSSIBLE to make a copy?

>>21130389
Yeah, we get him a drink and never tell him why.

Well that is if doesn't do anything stupid in next few updates...

>>21130467
Very highly unlikely, is what I'm saying. Few things are impossible, but they can be quite difficult.

>>21130467
They need machines for that. Machines which are far too cumbersome to be carrying on a plane.

>>21130490
and a military base isn't likely to have them or allow the press to use them, I see.

Thank you gentlemen

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"Well, that is an expedient solution!" Mio agrees, a dangerous twinkle entering her eye. "I happen to have a hand grenade in my pocket."

"You... happen to have," Sean says dubiously.

"My dress uniform," she says by way of explanation. "Put things in the pockets, forget they're there, find them next time you get it out, you know."

"Sakamoto, I find shit like LINT. A grenade is a little... big, for starters."

Mio snorts. "Well if you're only finding the PINS in your pocket, you've got bigger problems then your laundry, I'd think."

"... okay," Sean says, regaining his footing metaphorical and literal. "Lets just stand back and toss that baby, since Ernie Potter there dumped out my kerosene. You should do it, though. I'm not much good at throwing things."

"You never played horseshoes?" Mio asks, suprised.

"Irish-American family, Mio. I never got a turn before somebody got hit with a horseshoe and the fight started."

"Before or after the drinking?"

"Yes."

Mio shrugs. "Just set the grenade on top then. I'm an expert marksman, we can do it from a safe distance." She raises the Nambu towards the sky, slipping into another dramatic pose with little apparent effort.

And that's when Sean goes full bugshit.

>>21130506

Sean is just full of boners today.

>>21130506
>And that's when Sean goes full bugshit.
No he doesn't.

>>21130506
wat

>>21130506
Oh for the love of-

Grab the fifth from Trude, pour it over the tapes, light them, and then yell "YOU OWE ME A BOTTLE OF GOOD BOOZE" at Mio. Then we walk off before she wacks us with the sword.

Shooting Nambu bad woman, just pull the pin drop and RUN/SHIELD

>>21130575
Yes very much this.

>>21130575
I support this action.

>>21130575
This, but without words. Just walk up, douse them, light them, walk away.

Cool. Smooth.

Like Keith Stone.