>>28839332
>Other
Go recruit the Otakus already

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>>28839332
I HAVE BEEN AWAITING THIS MOMENT!

>read book

>>28839332
> Read Book (My Tonk Is Fight)
Let's have a calm reading session before the stresses of the day begin.

>>28839332
> Read Book (Specify)
MY TANK IS FIGHT
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ALL WEEK

>>28839332
> Read Book (My Tank is Fight)

>>28839332
>> Read Book (Specify)
>> Study a Tankery Team


these two are good

>>28839332
> Read Book (My Tonk Is Fight)

>>28839332
Read book so the bookfags will calm down

>>28839452
Is it a bit too early to call us fags yet?

I mean there were others much worse.

>>28839479
Everyones a fag

>>28839332
> Read Book (Specify)
we read that tankery book! get the the CP!

> Read Book (Specify)

You break out My Tank is Fight and start reading it over a bowl of cereal. As you eat, you start going past the stuff actually involving tanks and more into the wacky side projects of nearly all the factions involved. You’re especially keen into the Christie Flying tank, apparently one of a few projects undertaken to make a tank fly into battle using a detachable wing mount of some kind.

You chuckle a little, still funny stuff.

> “My Tank is Fight!” Progress: 30%

You bookmark your progress then put the book down once you finish your breakfast. You stand up and stretch, groaning a bit but letting the blood start flowing a little more evenly. You’re now fresh awake. Suddenly, your cell phone rings.

“Captain Dubois”

> Answer
> Don’t Answer

>>28839512
this is 4chan, this is the standard requirement to be in here.

>>28839526
>> Answer
This might be important.

>>28839526
> Answer

>>28839526
> Answer
moshi msohi?

>>28839526
> Answer
Huh, not the first person I'd expect to call.

>>28839526
Y
>>28839534
Spose so

>>28839526
> Answer

> Answer

“Captain Dubois, need something?”

“Just letting you know my services are going to expire around October-ish, no exact date for it yet.”

“Ah, that’s a shame. Really like having you around as our instructor.”

“I know!”

You roll your eyes. “So, Captain, just saying your goodbyes in advance?”

“A bit, yes, and to offer my personal services.”

“Pardon?”

“I can give you any personal instruction in Tankery and such if you have the time and want it. I can’t do it today though, gotta get some paperwork done, but when you have the time, I should be available.”

You nod. “Yeah, totally, uh… maybe next week or something? Before we have to go out for the Tank Meet?”

“Sure, call me later to set up an appointment. Anyway, gotta go. Stay safe.”

> Note: Instructors can now give you personal instruction. Completing a session with an instructor will net you 5 CP, along with some additional benefits depending on the Instructor used.

> Hang out with Someone (Specify)
> Call Someone (Specify)
> Read Book (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team
> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Goof off
> Other

>>28839647
>> Hang out with Someone (Kitten)

>>28839647
> Other
Time to rouse the sleeping Kitten.

>>28839647
Hang with kitten

>>28839647
it's getting late..
> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
lets recruit more teams

>>28839647
>CP gains
yessssssss
Anyway, let's leave subquests alone today.
>> Hang out with Someone (Kitten)

>>28839684
correction...
do this
>>28839670
and drag her out with us to
> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
get more tanker teams on our side.

> Hang out with Someone (Kitten)

You burst through Kitten’s door like an Australian through an Apple Store. “Kitten! It’s your favorite time of the day! ME!” You stop your theatrics to find Kitten sound asleep at her desk, headphones on, and War Thunder idling on her monitor. You giggle a little as you walk up to her and then flick her on the forehead.

“Ow!” She recoils, grabbing her forehead. She realizes you’ve entered her dorm finally. “Oh, Trudy. You kick my door down again?”

You shake your head. “Nah, I finally figured out that I can just use the Master Key. Which means in theory I can just sneak up on you while you sleep.” She rolls her eyes as she takes off headphones, then stretches. You ask, “So, did you get any kind of sleep last night?”

She shrugs. “A bit. Then I woke up and decided to play some War Thunder and uh…” She gestures to you. “Look where we are now.”

You sigh. “You need to get out more. Today’s Homecoming you know?” You check the time. 10 O’Clock. Not time enough for lunch, but…

> Call Someone (Specify)
> Read Book (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team
> Embark on a Subquest (Specify)
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Go to Lunch anyway
> Other

>>28839770
>Other
Practice dancing?

>>28839770
Are Australians particularly notable Apple fans?
>Play some games
It's relaxing time.

Also no matter what we do, remember to leave enough time to freshen up.

>>28839791
This.

>>28839770
> Study a Tankery Team
we need to learn about the next team we will face.

>>28839770
Dance

>>28839770
> Study a Tankery Team
Kitten's on the internet right now, so a cursory look won't hurt.

>>28839801
It's a TF2 reference, further proof that Schteel is a fag

>>28839859
How? I don't get it

> Other

“Want to get some dance practice in, Kitten?”

Kitten shrugs. “Eh, sure.” She stands up, raising her arms in the air and gritting her teeth as she stretches out. You poke her in the stomach, causing her to recoil inwards. She glares at you as you chuckle and grab her hands. “Let’s just do this.”

“Okay,” You step to the left. “One step one. Two step two…”

You begin performing the motions as needed. Even though you’ve had all of three times including this time to practice, you’ve gotten at least the basic motions down. You can quite proudly say that you’re dancing.

“Trudy, question.”

“What’s that?”

“What if the music is a bit faster than this?”

You shrug. “Improvise. What’s the worse that could happen?”

She rolls her eyes. “Improvise,” she repeats mockingly. “And what happens if some guy comes up to you and asks you to dance, what are you gonna do then?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>28839959
Neutral.
We already have a partner, what about you?

>>28839959
> Polite
I'm sure we've learned enough from this to manage.

>>28839959
>> Neutral
"Probably spaz and make a scene, just like you."

>>28839647
>along with some additional benefits depending on the Instructor used.

More instructors?

>>28839959
>what if somebody asks you? if you dont leave me I won't leave you and we won't have to worry

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>>28839332
sauce

>>28839647
Can we get personal instruction with late teams like soon to join history or delinquents to help them catch up

>>28839959
> Polite

>>28839959
>> Polite

>>28839959
>> Neutral

>>28839959
>> Neutral

>>28839959
After this, can we study a tankery team or read more?

> Neutral

“Improvise.”

Kitten looks at you with one of those looks that says, “Honestly?” You nod as you accidentally step on Kitten’s foot. “Ow! Watch it!”

“Sorry.” You inch a little closer to her face. “I got lost in your eyes, Kitten.”

“Haha. You’re going to lose more than your sense of direction if you don’t pay attention.”

With that, you two continue on with dance practice. With the clock striking 11:30, you two collapse on Kitten’s bed, tired but not defeated. You at least now how to ballroom dance… to some extent.

Your stomach growls. “I’m hungry,” you whine.

“Alright,” says Kitten. “Want me to cook something or should we head out to eat?”

> Eat here
> Go out and eat
> Other

>>28840186
>> Go out and eat

>>28840186
> Go out and eat
No offense Kitten.

>>28840186
>> Eat here

We get all kinds of foods at the dance.

>>28840186
> Go out and eat.

>>28840186
Cook for kitten

>>28840186
>> Go out and eat

'dventure time!

>>28840186
>> Go out and eat
Grocery shop too. Like an old couple.

>>28840186
>>28840208

> Go out and eat

“Where do you think, Kitten?”

“I dunno. Chipotle?”

You shrug. “Chipotle it is.”

With that, the two of you leave Kitten’s dorm and head for the nearest Chipotle. Fast casual with a bit of Mexican grille, what could be better? You and Kitten discuss a few things over Homecoming first.

“You gotta wear some make up.”

“No.”

“Do up your hair in say a braid or a ponytail or something.”

“No.”

“Just act casual with people, talk about the weather or stuff like that. If they’re interested in your interests, great! Talk about that!”

“No.”

“… breathe.”

“No.”

“You’re not listening to me are you?”

Kitten continues playing on her DS, and then she says, “No.” You roll your eyes as you enter the Chipotle and hit the line. You can see a few tables are full, but you also see-

“Gertrude!” Octavia waves you over, smiling. Wendy is sitting next to you looking like she really wants to be somewhere else. Octavia nudges her, “Say hello.” Wendy simply grunts to you. Octavia rolls her eyes then looks over at you. “Wanna have lunch with us?”

> Y/N
> Other

>>28840354
>> Y

>>28840354
>> Y
Time to subtly mention the Pershing.

>>28840354
>Y
Sure!
Also, we can help Kitten with some of those to ensure she doesn't 'forget' it.

>>28840354
> Y

>>28840391
I thought we canceled it.

>>28840403
We didn't

>>28840403
They fucked us at the last minute and we stupidly kept it

>>28840354
>Y

>>28840354
>Sure.

>>28840434
Because someone made an agruement by chaging his vote since he thought his autuism was saying this to him

> Y

The two of you sit down across from Wendy and Octavia, chicken burrito bowls ready to be consumed. You nod to Octavia and Wendy as you start chowing down. Octavia asks you, “So what’s been going on?”

You quickly swallow up some chicken then say, “All kinds. But, me and Kitten are more focused on Homecoming at the moment. Are you two going?”

Octavia nods. “Me and Wendy are heading out there as friends. Figure we might have ourselves some fun.” She looks over at Wendy, accusingly. “Right, Wendy?”

Wendy shrugs, indifferent. “Eh, it’s a nice change of pace from Naval Studies I suppose.”

You ask, “What’s Naval Studies like anyway?”

“Eight-hour shifts, classes, some of which are lecture but most of which are online, getting yelled at for getting something wrong,” Wendy snaps her fingers. “I’m sure someone like you would find it easy. I mean, tuition is free as long as you have some form of job.”

You nod, looking over at Kitten, who’s busy sucking on her soda. “So, Kitten. Considered getting a job?”

Kitten chuckles. “Ah, funny joke, Trudy.”

> Converse Casually
> Talk Tanks
> Finish up Lunch
> Other

>>28840544
>Converse Casually

>>28840544
>> Converse Casually
>> Talk Tanks

>>28840544
>> Converse Casually
No need for stressful discussion, Homecoming will be enough for the day.

>>28840544
> Converse Casually
> Talk Tanks

>>28840544
> Converse Casually

>>28840544
> Converse Casually

We aren't talking tanks with that stick in the mud.

>>28840544
> Converse Casually
Let's not antagonize Wendy now.

>>28840544
>> Talk Tanks

> Converse Casually

You gently punch Kitten in the shoulder then look over at Octavia. “So no dates for Homecoming you two?”

Octavia shakes her head. “Nah. I mean, this is an All-girls Academy, where are you gonna get dates?”

“Well,” you say, “My secretary Ramirez actually has her boyfriend. He’s like a couple of years older than her though.”

“I heard,” Octavia says, “Strangest thing. Of all people.”

“I know!” You sigh. “So when’s Homecoming supposed to start anyway?”

Wendy says, “Around 5, it’ll be at one of Heinlein’s Assembly Halls.”

“They have more than one?”

Wendy nods, a bit condescendingly. “It’s 17 Kilometers, I think they can fit a few more.”

Octavia asks you, “You guys got dates though?”

You shake your head. “Not technically. Me and Kitten are gonna be going with a friend that goes to Heinlein.” You lean a bit closer. “Not to brag or anything but he’s an absolute dream. I would become a statistic if it meant bedding him.”

Octavia nods. “Right.” She looks at her watch. “Ooh, look at the time.” She stands up along with Wendy. “We gotta get ready.”

You nod. “Alright, see you girls.”

They both say, “Goodbye.”

> Finish up Lunch
> Talk with Kitten
> Call someone (Specify)
> Other

>>28840739
>> Talk with Kitten

>>28840739
>Finish up Lunch
>Talk with Kitten

>>28840739
> Talk with Kitten
Ask what hairstyle she wants for the main event.

>>28840739
>> Finish up Lunch
>> Talk with Kitten

>>28840739
>> Finish up Lunch

>>28840739
> Talk with Kitten
Gotta keep cajoling her into looking nice for Homecoming.

>>28840739
>“Not to brag or anything but he’s an absolute dream. I would become a statistic if it meant bedding him.”

Yeah, great job straigh-washing us you fucking homophobic piece of shit

>>28840909
Jeez calm down.

>>28840909
While I really dislike that line too, you dont need to act like an angry cunt.

> Talk with Kitten

“Alright, Kitten, now here’s the plan of attack. We’re going to go in, have some dinner with Eugene, dance a little, mingle with whoever’s there, and then leave at around…” You check the time. “10-ish.”

Kitten sighs, defeated. “10-ish.”

“10-ish.” You continue, “Now, I don’t have much in the way of make up but I do have stuff like lipstick and maybe some concealer, might be a bit of an issue with that though.”

Kitten crosses her arms, pouting. “I never see YOU wear make up.”

You say, “That’s because I think make up is for scrubs who can’t bother to wash their faces in the morning with soap. Anyway-” You’re interrupted by the sound of scraping metal and track clattering. You look out the window and see Nancy, turned out of the hatch on the Sherman.

She holds up a sign. “IT’S TIME TO GET READY! LET’S GO!”

> Go
> Don’t Go
> Other

>>28840942
>Go

Can't exactly refuse the nice lady in a tank.

>>28840942
> Go

>>28840942
Hold on now, Eugene is going with Ace, what's all this

>>28840942
> Go

Ha, ha, time for NANCY!

>>28840942
>> Go

>>28840942
>> Go

>>28840984
We're meeting him as friends

>>28840942
> Go
Well, if she says it is...

>>28840933
C'mon, that's a blatant bait. Even in the biggest, most asspained yurifag shitstorms people don't complain about 'straight-washing' of all things.

>>28840984
Schteel being a homophobic asshole, so nothing new

>>28841078
Anon, this bait is too unsubtle.

Go home /u/, we're trying to have fun.

>>28841101
>I don't mind gays, I just don't want them in my quest
>I don't mind niggers, I just don't want them in my neighborhood

>>28841103
Don't blame it on /u/. Just blame it on that one cunt trying to give us a bad namrt

>>28841120
>namrt
Name, fucking phone

>>28841120
But didn't german say this isn't going to be romance heavy.

Let's just things takes it''s coarse and leave it at that.

> Go

You and Kitten rush out and hop on, also spotting Lisa and Ramirez in their respective spots in the tank. You say, “Nancy, what’s the rush? We got a couple of hours before Homecoming starts.”

The Sherman starts up and down towards the Sophomore dorm. “Yes I know! But one can never be too prepared for Homecoming! A single night where can just be girls for once, and not have to worry about education or tanks or anything like that. Just go and have fun like we should be doing!”

You nod, “Fair enough.” The Sherman brakes hard when it reaches outside the dorm. Everyone quickly dismounts. “Right, everyone to my dorm,” She takes out her Sophomore Dorm Master Key and hands it to Ramirez. “Ramirez, please go get everyone’s dresses, would you kindly?”

Ramirez quickly runs off, and thus you all head for Nancy’s dorm. Nancy immediately pulls you all in. “Right, right. Sit down on the bed. I’ll be with you in a just minute!” says Nancy as she quickly grabs her dress from the closet and heads to the bathroom.

Lisa says, “Enthusiastic as always.” She pulls out her smartphone and starts goofing off.

> Talk to Kitten
> Talk to Lisa
> Read Book (Specify)
> Study a Tankery Team
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
> Other

>>28841103
Oh please, this doesn't even resemble the complaining yurifags did earlier in the quest. Just a troll.

>>28841154
>> Read Book (Specify)
>> Study a Tankery Team

>>28841154
> Read Book (Tonk, Fight, etc)
Gotta get POOOOOOOOOINTS.

>>28841120
>>28841157
I know, it's more to gauge how many shit-flingers there are rather than actually telling people to leave.

>>28841148
I'm trying, this is just someone trying to start shit though
that blatant statistic shit did still bug me though, and I almost commented on it at the time, I didn't though

>>28841154
>> Read Book (Specify)
Learn tonks

>>28841202
Well german is trying to keep her sexuality ambiguous for this and considering the backlash from both sides. I just let certain things slide.

>>28841154
> Consult the Shop (Specify)
http://pastebin.com/ZMy4Q2sq
>PARTS
"Thanks for hooking us up with one of everything in the Parts List, Mr. Mishka! You're awesome."

I'm pretty sure this was a typo though.

Anyway, real vote this time.
> Talk to Lisa
> Read Book (My Tank is Fight)

> Read Book (My Tank is Fight!)

You lie back on Nancy’s bed, deciding to crack open My Tank is Fight! You continue reading through the interesting fictionalized accounts of meeting these monstrous things that they call the Maus and the Ratte. You briefly wonder if the Ratte is Tankery legal, but then you realize that no sane team would ever invest in building one.

You always wonder if the Monster is legal, but you end up back to the same argument.

> “My Tank is Fight!” Progress: 40%

Ramirez bursts through Nancy’s door, all the dresses on coat hangers ready to be worn. “I’m here,” she says.

Nancy bursts out of her bathroom as well, clad in her sky blue strapless dresses. “I’M READY!” she shouts.

Lisa says, “Clearly.”

Nancy scoffs. “Oh, Lisa. Lighten up! It’s Homecoming! Come on, get your dresses on!”

> Get Dress On
> Talk to Kitten
> Talk to Lisa
> Talk to Nancy
> Talk to Ramirez
> Goof off
> Other

>>28841360
>> Get Dress On
>> Talk to Kitten

>>28841360
>> Get Dress On
Let's do this.

>>28841322
Wait, when did we get all of those parts?

>>28841360
>> Talk to Lisa
> Get Dress On

let's talk to someone besides kittain

>>28841380
>>28841322
My mistake. Those are the parts available for sale.

Though to be frank, you guys really aren't keen on buying too many parts anyway.

>>28841360
>> Get Dress On
>> Talk to Kitten

>>28841399
We're on a budget. we don't have much money to go around and people hate the sherman

>>28841399
Maybe if we hadnst wasted money on a certain illegal tank

>>28841360
> Get Dress On
> Talk to Lisa
What was she doing on the phone? Could it be that she got a date?

>>28841380
We only got the Littlejohn Adaptor.

>>28841399
>Though to be frank, you guys really aren't keen on buying too many parts anyway.
Soon. But for now, Homecoming.

>>28841399
Beats me why. Personally, I'd get some minor upgrades on our tanks, instead giving them full once-overs all the time.

>>28841360
> Get Dress On
Start getting ready. We need time to help Kitten if she gets stubborn too

>>28841439
What's done is done, let's not complain what happened.

I agree about the Pershing but let's not get into a fight in which we can't win.

>>28841399
Hey! I was totally for it in the last thread!

That said, some of those we won't buy till literally the last moment. Bulldozers and Hedge clippers for example.

>>28841399
People are just powergaming, if the tank isn't perfect they won't buy/spend anything on it.

>>28841463
>Powergaming
I put in my decision to buy the Pershing because it was a cool tank, I don't think anyone objected to buying it until some of you guys decided it was too slow and/or unreliable.

>>28840354
Chipotle: More food than anyone should eat at once in burrito form, consisting of meh-quality ingredients that can barely be called "mexican".

>>28841516
The Pershing had many problems with it and is a long term investment in which we can't afford at the moment. Also several of expert and Nancy also we're confused or disagreed with our purchase.

I wonder if we can get more money off of it since it's a rare tank (only two of them were made)

>>28841576
Speedy said Michelle loved them so she might give us some advice at least

> Get Dress On
> Talk to Kitten
> Talk to Lisa

“Trudy, I can put my dress on myself. I’m a big girl, thank you very much.” You adjust Kitten’s dress as she continually puts it on.

“Hey, I’m just making sure there’s no chance of a wardrobe malfunction. At least you’re wearing some decent underwear.” You smirk. “Though I’m sure the guys wouldn’t mind.”

Lisa chuckles as she starts putting her dress on, a simple pink dress. “Speaking of guys, have we told you about the guys Ace set me and Nancy up with?”

“Nah, who are they?”

Lisa says, “Harold Moon and Vernon Baker. Couple of guys in Ace’s History and Moral Philosophy class. I hear they’re real nice guys.”

You nod, pursing your lips a little. “They better be else they’ll incur my wrath.”

Kitten says, “They’re not kids, Trudy. I’m sure they can handle themselves.”

“Yeah, maybe,” you say as you get your little black dress on. You look over at Ramirez, confused. “Ramirez, you not wearing a dress to Homecoming?”

She shakes her head. “Nah.”

…

“Well then, are you sure?” you ask.

“Yeah.”

…

Nancy pops up in front of you, brushing her curly locks. “So, what do you think, President? You think we’re good?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>28841576
That's implying the resell value is higher than what we bought it for. Unlike vintage World War 2 tanks, Comp spec tanks almost never break down. The speed problem can be remedied through an engine upgrade.

>>28841399
Oooh Bundles!

But why?! I wanted an ad hoc mish mash of tanks from every country under the sun!

>>28841623
>> Boast
We'll be alright.

>>28841628
We can't upgrade the engine since it needs to be within ww2 statistics.

Also its a very rare tank, I'm surprised we were able to afford it considering.

>>28841623
Boast
Not as good as kitten but I'd shag you

>>28841623
Fucking Ramirez...
> Boast
Get the girls' opinions on what hairstyle Kitten should go with.

>>28841645

I want the ordnance bundle to equip the sentientel to a 25 pdr and equip the churchill to a 7mm so buying the north american churchill will be cheaper

>>28841717
Actually, the QF bundle is really damn nice for us.

We can upgrade 3 tanks with it right now, the Churchill, the Sentinel and the Sherman to a Firefly.

> Boast

“I think we all look great! We’ll be the life of the party definitely.”

“And if we’re not?” asks Ramirez.

“Then the party dies. That’s how it works,” you say. You frown, looking over Ramirez. “Still, you’re just gonna go in your uniform, Ramirez? No dress or anything?”

Ramirez shakes her head. “Nope.”

…

You roll your eyes, then look over at Nancy. She hands you the hairbrush, which you take, then start going at Kitten’s hair. “Anyway! We’re going to be great at Homecoming, we’ll dance, we’ll sing, we’ll chat, if anything it’ll be fun at least!”

Kitten grits her teeth as you run the brush through her hair. “Can you hurry this up? I feel like you’re about to rip my hair out.”

“Gotta be thorough.”

Lisa nods. “Anyway, I’ll go warm up the Sherman.” She quickly leaves with that, leaving you with Nancy, Ramirez, and Kitten.

You look down at Kitten’s hair. “So, Kitten, what kind of hair do you want?”

“I want whatever gets me out of this faster.”

> Ponytail
> Leave it down
> Bun
> Pigtails
> Other

>>28841845
>> Leave it down
Ponytail for us though

>>28841845
> Leave it down

>>28841831
Firefly is no good to us since it's brings us to a crew of 4.

But the other suggestions yeah it works
>>28841845
>Pony tail

>>28841845
>> Leave it down
2cute

>>28841845
>> Leave it down

>>28841845
> Leave it down
Freshly brushed should be enough.

> Leave it down

“Fine, let’s leave it down then.” You swish some of Kitten’s hair.

“Great,” she says as she stands and crosses her arms. “Let’s get this over with at least.”

You pout. “Oh, Kitten. I thought you were excited for Homecoming!”

“I was until I realized I’d actually have to dance with other people.”

Nancy says, “Oh it’s not so bad, Kitten. It doesn’t matter how badly you dance, it matters how badly the guy dances. Dancing as you know is actually an instinctual way for us women to tell if a man is a good breed or man.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Aren’t you a Mormon? That’s a real evolutionary kind of thing, Nancy.”

“That doesn’t mean I can’t learn new things, President!”

Kitten says, “Can we just go?”

“Sure, sure,” you say as you rustle Kitten’s hair. “Come on, girls. Let’s saddle up.”

The four of you leave and head out for the now ready Sherman. All of you take your positions inside the tank, and as soon as you say “go”, the Sherman gets moving.

“I hope no grease gets on my dress,” says Lisa. “Nancy, are you really sure we should be using a tank as transportation?” she asks.

Nancy nods. “Of course!” She looks over at you. “We’re the Tankery Program leaders after all, we wouldn’t be caught dead without our tank. Right, President?”

> Agree
> Disagree
> Other

>>28841845
>Other
Make a before and after picture to show Kitten how much she'll improve.

>>28841971
> Agree
But drive really carefully.

>>28841971
>> Agree

>>28841971
>> Agree
I guess that is how things are done.

>>28841971
>> Agree
FUCK YES, WE'RE GOING OUT IN STYLE

>>28841971
>> Agree

Also cut it out Nancy

>>28841971
>“Sure, sure,” you say as you rustle Kitten’s hair. BUT IT WAS FRESHLY BRUSHED AAAARGH
> Agree

>>28841971

>Agree

Also, nothing says style and class quite like a few tonnes of death

>>28841971
> Agree
AH YEA! this will make a home coming they will not forget!

>>28841971
>touch bouncy C-cups

> Agree

You nod. “Yeah, Nancy. Nothing says Tankery like tanks you know?”

“Excellent!” Nancy bounces in the Gunner’s seat, giddy with excitement. You look over at everyone else, Kitten is somehow fast asleep, Ramirez is indifferent, and Lisa is simply rolling her eyes at Nancy. You sigh as you relax.

The Sherman arrives at the loading platform, is let through, then the loading process begins. You’re not the only on the platform, you can see cars with other students inside, making last minute adjustments to their hair, clothes, and other necessities for Homecoming. You look down at yourself, you can’t actually remember the last time you were in a dress.

Once the loading process is done, you’re directed to the next loading tower, the one connecting Robert A. Heinlein Military Academy to the Casablanca Marina. Once aboard, you’re swiftly lifted up to the gigantic Academyship. The Sherman rolls out onto the deck as soon as its able and soon you’re past the grey metal walls and topside of Robert Heinlein.

As expected of a Military Academy, everything is in orderly fashion. Buildings are plain and undecorative. You even pass by the Academy campus itself. Soon, you’re stopped at a red light, so you decide to turn out and get a better look.

“Hey, Gertrude!” You look to your right and see Ace, turned out of her Chaffee. “I see you got the same idea I did! What’s up?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>28842184
>> Boast

>>28842184
>> Boast
FUN TIMES!
There is so gonna be drama later, things are going so well. Where is dear old Freddy?

>>28842184
> Boast

>>28842184

>Boast

TANKERY REPRESENT!

and then drag race as we brofist Ace

>>28842184
> Boast
I really hope Fredendall doesn't have something planned to ruin the party...

>>28842233
She can't fuck with another academy ship nearly as much as she can with her own, we should be good.

> Boast

You grin. “I’m just dandy, Ace! I see your Chaffee’s doing as well as ever!”

Ace pats the turret top. “Sure is. 75 millimeters may not be much, especially against late war stuff, but hell I love this thing. I declare, you look mighty nice in that dress of yours!”

You nod. “Thanks!” You look down at her. “Going in your Tankery Uniform?”

She shrugs, chuckling. “Ain’t nothing else to wear, ‘sides it tells people I mean business. You know?” Her Tankery Uniform consists of a grey jacket similar in make to the US Army M-1943 uniform with a black miniskirt and golden lapel pin of an M4 Sherman, indicating her Captain of the Tankery Team.

The light turns green, and with that, Ace says, “Whoop, let’s save this for when we get to Assembly Hall, okay?”

You nod, then button up.

Your two tanks head down the roads, with Ace’s always moving ahead of yours. You’d think of doing an impromptu drag race but that’s probably illegal and someone would most likely die. That’s not gonna be fun to explain.

Eventually, you arrive outside the huge but somewhat humble looking Assembly hall. Your tanks park up in the parking lot and everyone dismounts.

> Head in
> Talk to Ace
> Talk to your Crew
> Other

>>28842359
>> Head in
Let's go.

>>28842359

>Other

Check Dresses for stains

>>28842359
>> Talk to Ace
Find Eugene, assemble tankery crowd.

>>28842359
> Talk to Ace
Give us an impromptu guide about Heinlein and what we should be expecting.

>>28842359
> Head in
Time for a spectacle.

>>28842359
Head in

>>28842425
It's prom time not tank time

>>28842534
I thought that was the point. We are at Heinlein and we want info on what might happen when we get in there.

>>28842534
I meant the Assembly hall, the Homecoming program, etc.
They seem to have footed most of the preparations, so it would make sense to ask what they have lined up for the Lafayette students.

>>28842583
>>28842594
Oh I thought you meant tanks. Guess I've got tanks on the mind. I feel dumb now

> Head in

“Alright, girls, let’s do this.” You rub your hands together and lead the crews onto the Assembly Hall. You and Ace walk next to each other, your respective crews behind the both of you as you start heading up the stairs to see…

“Gertrude, Kitten!” Eugene and a few other guys head down the stairs. Eugene immediately takes you and Kitten up into a hug that sweeps you both off your feet, literally in fact.

“WHOA! EUGENE!” Kitten looks down. “You got stronger!”

He puts the both of you down, laughing. “Well, you don’t get into a Military Academy by being skinny.” He gestures over to the other guys. “Nancy, Lisa. Harold and Vernon.” He gestures to Nancy and Lisa. “Harold and Vernon. Nancy and Lisa.” The girls and the guys greet each other politely.

Ace slinks up next to Eugene, starry eyed. “So… Eugene. Shall we go?”

Eugene nods. “Yeah, let’s do this. How about we have some dinner first though, I’m starved.”

All of you head into the Assembly Hall, and immediately you feel like you’ve stepped right into the 40s. Jazz music, red carpets, waiters with white jackets, all of that stuff. Eugene directs you all up to the second floor which overlooks the main assembly hall. Today’s meals are all kinds of things, steak, chicken, turkey, salads, fruits and veggies.

Jesus Christ stomach stop it, you’ll get it.

> Get Dinner
> Talk to the Boys
> Talk to your Crew
> Talk to Ace
> Other

>>28842635
>> Get Dinner with kitten

>>28842635
>Get Dinner
>Talk to the Boys

Gertrude can probably do both at the same time. ...probably.

>>28842635
>> Get Dinner

>>28842635
> Talk to the Boys
we can't resist.....

>>28842635
>> Talk to your Crew

>>28842635
>> Talk to the Boys
Let's try some conversation with people as far from the norm of Lafayette as possible (i.e. males of our age)-

>>28842635

>Get Dinner
>Talk to the boys

>>28842635
> Get Dinner
> Talk to the Boys
Gotta vet the other two.

>>28842635
>> Get Dinner
> Talk to your Crew

>>28842635
> Talk to the Boys
> Get Dinner
Well, not the full course on the table.
A drink and some finger food (hors d'oeuvres?) perhaps. It's socializing time after all.

>>28842635
>> Get Dinner
> Talk to your Crew

>>28842635
>Talk the boys into getting us dinner

OPTION GATTAI

> Get Dinner
> Talk to the Boys

“So, Harold Moon and Vernon Baker, correct?” you say as you start gathering up stuff to eat. Steak, some veggies, and a bit of water to go along with it.

Harold nods, giving you a sidelong smile. “That sure is.” He leans over to you and Nancy. “You know, I happen to be a linebacker for the Football team, if you’d believe that.”

Vernon bluntly says, “You’re about to cut from the Football team if you can’t sort out your disciplinary issues, Harold.”

“Vernon, not while I’m schmoozing, please.” Harold chuckles as he picks up his dinner. “Anyway, I must say you two look very nice tonight, Nancy you especially.” Nancy giggles, covering up her red cheeks. You snicker.

“Yeah, yeah. Thank you, Harold,” you say.

Eugene looks over. “Harold, you trying to get yourself locked in the Brig again?”

Harold smirks. “Hey, I can’t help it. I call lovely ladies as I see them.”

Eugene slaps Harold on back. “Harold here is a known lady killer and heartbreaker. Any drama here on Heinlein, you can be sure that Harold has something to do with it.”

Harold mockingly frowns. “You say that as if it’s a bad thing, Eugene.”

All of you sit down around a table then start digging in.

> Talk to your crew
> Talk to Ace
> Talk to the Boys
> Go Dancing
> Other

>>28842817
>Talk to Ace
>Talk to the Boys

>>28842817
>> Go Dancing

>>28842817
> Talk to your crew
We're eating, no dance yet.

>>28842817
>> Go Dancing
With kitten

>>28842817
>> Talk to the Boys

Don't dance right after you eat, especially jazz.

>>28842817

>Talk to Boys

"You're not trying anything untoward Nancy here, are you?"

>Talk to Ace

>>28842817
>> Talk to your crew

>>28842817
> Talk to your crew
What's their impression of their dates?

Also, shouldn't Ramirez' boyfriend arrive at some point, or is she trying to keep that relationship low key in this instance?

>>28842927
Maybe he can't go.

>>28842927
Maybe she forgot he existed again.

>>28842900
This, Nancy is the Team Mom. Defend the Mom!

> FUCK IT TALK WITH EVERYONE

“This is some good food. Who cooks this?”

Eugene says as Ace leans on the table, still looking at him starry-eyed, “Well, it’s mostly some of our students who study culinary arts, along with some professional cooks. Vernon, you know a couple of guys in culinary right?”

Vernon nods. “They make the best chicken stir fry I’ve ever had. Even better than how mom makes it.”

Ace nods. “Indeed, I just really love how them people make this food. It’s damn good.” She looks over at Kitten. “So, Kitten right?”

Kitten nods. “Yeah.”

Ace asks, “You know, you’re a real quiet one. You are Gertrude are pretty close, how’d y’all meet?”

You say, “I stole Kitten’s lunch money in elementary school.”

Kitten laughs. “The teacher caught you and then you just started screaming that you didn’t do it, even while you still had my money in your hand!”

The both of you crack up into uproarious laughter, contagious enough that everyone else starts laughing as well. Nancy says, “That’s quite the way to meet someone!”

You say, “Well, we wouldn’t actually become friends until a little while later. Until like Fifth grade?”

Kitten says, “Fifth grade.”

“Eugene!” All of you look over to see what has to be the most interesting person you’ve ever seen ever. He’s clad in a very sharp dress uniform, standard for all Robert Heinlein students. He’s flanked by Dizzy as well. “Eugene, Harold, good to see you two!”

“Murphy, great to see you.” Eugene and Murphy shake hands, smiling at each. Eugene looks over at you. “Gertrude, this here is Audie Murphy. First in our class. Murphy, this is Gertrude.”

Murphy moves over to you, taking your hand and kissing it. No stop it don’t blush what are you doing- “Charmed,” he says.

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>28843108
> Polite
Whatever.

>>28843108
>> Polite

>>28843108
Polite. Don't give a rat's ass

>>28843108
>> Polite
Oh my! It's the last-chance-to-prove-you-are-straight guy!

>>28843108
> Polite
can't show we easily flattered by boys.

and
>Audie Murphy
Jokingly ask he had medal of honor.

>>28843108
> Polite

>>28843108
> Polite

Blushingintensifies.jpg

>>28843108

>Audie Murphy

Oh you, Schteel.

>Polite

'The pleasure's all mine'

>>28843108
>polite
Not interested. We've got a date

>>28843108
> Polite
Spaghetti shall be CONTAINED!

>>28843108
>Swoon and blush profusely
>Polite is fine too, Mr. Hero.

>>28843234
Russel call, he want us to not use his spaghetti since he'll need it in next thread.

>>28843108
>this here is Audie Murphy. First in our class.
Hmm... I wonder this means he's also an elected Class President?
We can at least use that as a common point of interest and keep things relatively professional.

Already voted, and it's pretty unanimous anyway.

>>28843300
>Class presidents are smart
Trude is shocked and horrified by your stereotypes.

>>28843108
> Polite

>Audie Murphy
omg, if he's a fraction of the orginal's awesomeness, we need to hook up with him.

> Polite

You nod, smiling. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Murphy.”

Harold leans forward on the table, grinning. “Jeez, everyone’s favorite Irishman, come to steal our dates have you, Audie?”

Murphy and Dizzy pull up chairs, Murphy especially sitting next to you. “Oh, wouldn’t dream of it, Moon. I’m just here to make sure you don’t steal anyone else’s in fact.”

Harold laughs. “Ah, fuck you.”

Murphy waves him off. “So, all of you girls enjoying yourself? Not to sound insensitive, but I imagine it gets boring over at Lafayette Girls Academy.”

You nod. “Yep. This is actually the first time me and my friend Kitten have been to Homecoming.” You lean back and let Murphy introduce himself to Kitten. Kitten turns red immediately, unable to produce coherent sentences.

Nancy says, “We’re all actually part of the Tankery Program. Gertrude’s the commander of it.”

Murphy looks surprised. “Really?” He looks to Ace. “Ace, why didn’t you tell me? I hear she almost beat you in that match you had with her last Saturday.”

Ace shrugs. “Oh, you know. Gertrude’s got a lotta potential, you know? You and Dizzy here together?”

Dizzy says, “Murphy’s just using me to get close to the Tankery girls.” She lightly punches him in the shoulder, and he in return rubs it as if it hurt.

> Converse Casually
> Go Dancing
> Talk with someone (Specify)
> Other

>>28843300
It'll be interesting if Schteel could make him a recurring character, instead of just a one-thread shout out.

Not necessarily as romantic option, maybe as supporter or something.

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>>28843274
It shall be biblical.
Hopefully either Kay will save us from Maho's wrath, or there is enough spaghetti that Maho has no chance of hitting us without slipping.

>>28843358
>> Go Dancing with kitten

>>28843358
>> Converse Casually

Gotta get dat characterization.

>>28843358
>> Talk with someone (Kitten)
Support our best good childhood friend.

>>28843108
Um... sorry I'm with kitten
Here with kitten I mean... um...

>>28843358
> Converse Casually

>>28843369
Well, the issue is that everyone here are gonna move far away when the ships part. And we'll be meeting a ton more ships I bet. Calling everyone would be a logistical nightmare after a while.

>>28843358

>converse casually
>Talk with someone (Audie)

>>28843371
Maho will not as direct as Erika though, too OOC.

>>28843358
> Converse Casually

>>28843358
>Converse Casually

>>28843420
In theory everyone might still be in relatively close contact. The tournament coming up means that all the relevant ships will be in the same area roughly speaking, if said area was as large as a medium sized country.

>>28843420
That crossed in my mind too; but if it happen at least Pool can have some friendly correspondence via email or phone with Murphy.

>>28843476
Well, Ace and Eugene would take precedence for obvious reasons, and do we really want 3+ contacts/ship?

>>28843501
...yes?

Facebook, bro, it's not hard to stay connected. It's 20-fucking-almost-14. Not to mention twitter and instagram. You have to try to NOT stay connected.

>>28843501
I do said IF.

I am not really expecting anything will come out at this rate.

>>28843358
> Converse Casually

Anyone else laughing because the real Audie Murphy was friggin' TINY (to the point where he was almost too small to play himself in the movie of his biography)?

Also, some suggestions for North European Schools, if Schteel needs more (admittedly, I doubt Tankery is as big up there, due to terrain and population). That said, DON'T follow the finns into a forest, you won't be getting out active. Anyway:

Telemarken Girl's School (Norway)
Lagus Sturmi-koulu (aforesaid finns, loves the StuG III) (Ruben Lagus was the commander of the finnish StuG/Sturmis)
Karolinerskolan (swedish, pulling on older conquests since they were neutral in any wars with tanks).
Viking school (has to be, might be either Norway, Denmark or Sweden, or possibly a collaboration)

> Converse Casually

Lisa asks, “So, you’re first in your class, Murphy?”

Murphy laughs. “Oh, it’s nothing. Really.”

“Actually,” says Vernon. “He’s first in the entire School. Captain of the Football Team, Class President, and one of the top students in the JROTC Program, along with possessing the best grades there are. Always passes his physical exams, never gets in trouble, he’s practically a spitting image of Hercules or some shit.”

You can imagine.

“Now, Vernon. Really,” Murphy appears to blush a little at that. “It’s nothing. I just do my work, and get it done on time. It’s that easy.”

Harold says, “Not for all of us. You ever imagine some of us have trouble in school?”

“Well, hey. I’d be happy to tutor you, Harold.”

Harold gestures to Murphy. “See!? This kind of shit. He’s too perfect!”

Lisa laughs. “Oh, you say that as if getting good grades is hard.”

Murphy snaps his finger. “Exactly. I mean, seriously, if you need help, just call me.” He stands up. “Anyway, I feel a bit restless.” He looks down to you and offers his hand, “Gertrude, would you like to dance?”

> Y/N
> Other

>>28843580
N

>>28843520
That's not the issue. The issue is the cast list is getting ludicrously huge already and we've met 1 (one (1)) other academy ship so far. At this rate we're gonna have hundreds of one-dimensional sods to keep track of and courtesy call (gotta space them out across the week because otherwise you'd literally have a full session of just 'call X', 'call Y' etc every day) for no gain. I'd vastly prefer it if the characters we actually met with regularity, i.e. are on our ship, got more development instead. Shit, this guy feels more fleshed out than Lisa already, and he's practically a cardboard-cutout.

>>28843580
>Y

Might as well.

>>28843580
N

>>28843580
> Y
From one Class President to another, why not?

>>28843580
>Yes
>try not to fainit

>>28843580
> Y
Sure, let's dance with a bunch of people. It's fun, even as a yurifag it doesn't feel very threatening.

>>28843580
>Y

Yes

>>28843580
>> Y

>>28843580
>> Y
It's just dancing.

> Y

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d8jPh7Ap07I

You nod. “Sure!” You take his hand and stand up. He leads you downstairs to the dance floor where they’re playing Cole Porter’s Begin the Beguine. Oh god you don’t remember how to dance, please lead Murphy.

You take his hands and start moving gently to the song. It’s not a fast song thankfully so you’re given some room for error. Murphy however leads you with incredible gusto, every mistake you make is instantly covered up by Murphy’s clever maneuvering around it, and you can’t help but blush a little every time he looks down at you.

“So, Gertrude. Tankery Team Commander, huh?”

You shrug. “Class President too.”

He smiles. “Ah, you understand what kind of things I go through then. Having to take care of our class, make sure they get the things they need.”

“Well, yeah.” You smile back at him. “I mean, admittedly, I haven’t done much president… stuff. But, well, we’re getting through, you know?”

“Fine by me,” he says. He twirls you around. “I imagine you’re going to be in ITL World Cup?”

You nod. “Definitely.”

“Going to win that?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>28843580
By the way, did the newspaper club ever publish their paper?

>>28843788
>Boast

Duh.

>>28843788
> Boast

>>28843800
They'll publish it in the last week of September.

>>28843788
>> Boast

>>28843788
> Boast
Exuberance is pretty much our default quality now.

>>28843580
>>Y
We practiced for so long we might as well.

>>28843788
> Polite
Definitely.
(Didn't feel like Boast was the right tone even if the sentiment might fit somewhat. A bit somber stuff after all)

I want to ask Ramirez for a dance after this. It should be funny.

> Boast

“Of course. We’ll win, get ourselves that money and that trophy, and we’ll have lots and lots of fun doing it. It’s like how you do with Football right?”

Murphy nods. “Well, yeah. But we’re more concerned with having fun than winning. I suppose you have to find a happy medium, you know?”

“Yeah.” Happy medium your ass. You NEED to win that. No questions asked. You look up at Murphy, frowning. He looks down at you, confused.

“Something wrong?”

“Oh, uh…. Just-“ Yeah, bad idea. Let’s not tell him that your school is getting shut down if you don’t win this Tournament. You wipe away the sadness and replace it with happiness. “Let’s just dance, okay?”

Murphy nods. “Sure.”

The two of you dance on and on until the song and the next one ends. With that, the two of you head back upstairs. Lisa and Nancy are apparently having quite the time explaining their line up to the Heinlein boys and Ace.

Nancy says, “And we’re having an M26E1 delivered, should be here on Wednesday.”

Dizzy says, “You bought an M26E1?” She and Ace look at each other confusedly. “Huh.”

You sit down.

> Converse Casually
> Talk to Someone (Specify)
> Go Dancing with Someone (Specify)
> Other

>>28844005
>Converse Casually
>Keep on the lookout for O'Hara and O'Brian

>>28844005
> Go Dancing with Someone (Specify)
Ask Ramirez for a dance.
Also seriously, is her BF not showing?

>>28844005
> Go Dancing with Someone (Specify)
Pull Kitten out there or she'll sit on her ass all night.

>>28844005
>> Go Dancing with Someone (Specify)
Kitten

>>28844035
>>28844059
Kitten dance with Ramirez!

>>28844005

> Converse Casually

>>28844005
>> Converse Casually

I want their reaction on the pershing

then hang out iwth Ramieriz

>>28844005
Dance with kitten

> Go Dancing with Someone (Kitten)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_CI-0E_jses

You pat Kitten on the shoulder. “Come on, Kitten, let’s dance.”

With that, the two of you head to the dance floor. You lead on as the band plays another nice jazzy tune.

“So, how was Murphy?”

You shrug. “Oh, he was okay.”

Kitten raises an eyebrow. “Really? Okay?”

You sigh. “Okay, he was pretty cool. But still, come on. We ain’t got time for relationships. Our ships head out of Casablanca tomorrow.”

Kitten grins. “I didn’t say anything about a relationship.”

“…” You puff your cheeks, looking away and blushing. “Whatever.” You look back at her. “Are you at least enjoying yourself, Kitten?”

She nods. “Yeah, the boys are surprisingly really nice, compared to the ones in Middle School at least. And I’m here with you. That’s fun enough.”

You smile. “I’m glad.” You accidentally bump into someone, and you’re about to apologize when you find out who it is. “O’Hara, O’Brian, good to see you two.”

They smile at you. “Pool, good to see you,” says O’Hara. “You and Kitten here alone?”

“Nah, we got friends upstairs. You and O’Brian…?”

O’Brian says, “Yes.” She looks over at O’Hara, “And I think she looks lovely this evening.”

O’Hara rolls her eyes. “Don’t make me blush you fecking cunt, let’s just dance.”

With that, both parties separate.

> Continue Dancing
> Head Back Up
> Other

>>28844337
>> Continue Dancing

>>28844337
> Continue Dancing
See Kitten? You can dance just fin in a crowd!

>>28844337
>> Continue Dancing

>>28844337
> Continue Dancing
> Other
See if any of the other crews are here.

>>28844337
> Other

Dammit, I wanted to talk about the pershing.

Also let's have Kittain dance with a guy, aybe Eugine since it won't be too far off her comfort zone

>>28844337
>not even a description of how they look
C'mon. The fuck bro.

>Head back up

>>28844415
No

>>28844463
Talking about the Pershing or having Kittain dance with someone besides trude?

>>28844337
>>28844415

>>28844337
>> Continue Dancing

>>28844415
Second.
Assuming she is comfortable with it.

> Continue Dancing

You and Kitten keep on dancing, enjoying yourself to the music. It’s slow enough that you won’t make too many mistakes, especially since you’ve only practiced three times. But you did well enough with Murphy, you can do well enough here.

“Jeez,” says Kitten. “You look focused.”

“I’m not trying to tread on your toes.”

Really good thing you’re not wearing high heels.

Suddenly, you bump into Ramirez. You’re about to apologize but you’re stopped when you see him. “Oh, Ramirez, is this your boyfriend.”

The man towers over you and Ramirez, but his smile could warm the heart of the Devil himself. “Ah, Chrysanthemum,” he speaks in Spanish to Ramirez, apparently asking her a question. To which Ramirez responds in Spanish as well.

She turns to you. “Pres, this is my boyfriend, Diego Gutierrez.” He offers you your hand, which you shake.

“Charmed,” you say. “You know Ramirez long?”

He nods. “Of course,” he says in a thick Spanish accent. “I know Chrysanthemum since she was Freshman on Lafayette. The day she first walked in, oooh boy.”

Ramirez playfully slaps him on the chest, speaking to him in more Spanish, to which he mockingly responds back.

Suddenly, the drums start picking up.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2S1I_ien6A

People start cheering and start stomping their feet to the music. All of the boys and girls start crowding around to the dance floor. Murphy approaches you as well, “Gertrude, want to dance again?”

You feel like dancing with him again, but then again, that would leave Kitten the odd one out.

> “Sure, Murphy.”
> “Why don’t you dance with Kitten?”
> Other

>>28844620
>“Sure, Murphy.”
Uh, duh. Kitten is a big girl.

>>28844620
Other
Ask Kittain if she wants to dance with Murphey?

>>28844620
> Other
Uh, no? Why should he get two dances before we've even had one with Eugene or any of our other friends? Kitten would be okay...but only if she volunteers, not shoving her out there.

>>28844620
> Other
Find Partner for Kitten then dance with Murphy.

>>28844670
I like this idea