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>>48764426
>>You need to wake up Anna. You need her help on this.

Thoughts on the current event?

>>48764426
>>Other
"Why did my first time have to be in a drunken stupor, I wanted to remember it!"

>>48764426
>>You need to wake up Anna. You need her help on this.
Need some SIGINT on what the hell happened last night.

>>48764426
>You need to wake up Anna. You need her help on this.

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>>48764426
>You need to wake up Anna. You need her help on this.

>>48764446
So does Warspite spend all her sorties sitting on her ass?

>>48764426
>>Other
Look for something to cover Anna and then wake her up. We don't want her to faint from embarrassment... though I suspect she'll just stare at our naked body.

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>>48764524
It's the mobile battlethrone of Better Than You. So yes.

>>48764524
Must be some sort of reference to her damaged propeller?

That or she's just full of British SMUG

>>48764524
>>48764544
Anyone hear her voice?

>>48764426
>>Other

Radio sisters on side channel (you can do that without you're rig I think). Mayday would not be out of order since you're standing next to a girl with enough wattage to fry your brain if she loses her shit.

>>48764426
>You need to wake up Anna. You need her help on this.

Live, friday night etc
[Rule britannia intensifies]

>>48764607
Surprisingly comparatively good.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvPE1duxh_A

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>>48764446
I'm liking the Abyssal summer CGs

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>>48764671
We should get a summer outfit for Hoel and Woel seeing as the Abyssals get some.

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>>48764794
By summer outfit, do you mean sundresses or bikinis?

>>48765013
Which is easier for Anna to remove?

>>48764524
Someone probably made an Elderly Woman with mobility issues comparison already.

>>48765111
Can't really make that comparison until we see her stand up, and move about on her two legs.

>>48765111
>>48765154
Personally wouldn't mind having a cute BB wheeling herself around the battlefield and tanking shots.

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>>48764426
Shit, you didn't have you phone on you, naturally, and you weren't sure if you could summon your Rig yet or not. After all, you had last left it in the armory to get upgraded. It looks like your only choice was to get Anna to help out a bit. After all, Anna's Rig wasn't getting upgraded yet, so it should still be fine to summon.

"Anna! ANNA!" You gently shake the comm ship awake.

"Mmmmmh, can't stop the signal, nanodesu..." Anna mumbles.

What? You just shake your head at Anna's random sleep mumblings and shake her harder this time.

"ANNA!"

"W-what?!?!" Anna's eyes finally snap awake. "Oh, hi Hoel! Where are- eeeaaaaAAAAAAHHH!"

Yeah, she was taking this about as well as you expected.

"W-WHAT HAPPENED?!" Anna squeals upon realizing she was naked with you on an unfamiliar beach.

>Gotta keep her calm.
>Commence bullying.
>Other

>>48765212
>>Gotta keep her calm.

>>48765212
>>Gotta keep her calm.
We got drunk, and stuff happened. I assure you, your honour is intact.

>>48765212
>Gotta keep her calm.

>>48765212
>Gotta keep her calm.
Anna, we are now the protagonists of The Hangover. We just gotta do what they do.

>>48765212
>>Gotta keep her calm.

>>48765212
>>Gotta keep her calm.

>>48765212
>Gotta keep her calm.
Not the time to overheat.

>"Mmmmmh, can't stop the signal, nanodesu..."
Oh no, she's been infected with the nanodesu-virus! Don't let her ram other ships!

>>48765212
>Gotta keep her calm.

>>48765240
We shouldn't lie to Anna.

>>48765212
>>Commence bullying.

>>48765212
>Gotta keep her calm.

>>48765410
You monster!

>>48765212
>>Other: Commence Snuggling

>>48764524
>>48764446
I'm sort of interested in Warspite and the world's reaction to her coming back in this quest and Planefag's.

>inb4 the media just paints a CHIVALRIC STORY about Warspite coming back to defend her Princess (who's now Queen).

>>48765463
My brother!

>>48765463
Snuggling can be calming. Let's just avoid groping.

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>>48765212
"Um, I honestly don't know." You shrug, and then shiver a bit as a cold ocean breeze bites into your skin. "I guess we got pretty smashed last night, because I honestly don't remember a thing."

"E-EHHH!?" Anna fidgets nervously as she instinctively turns away in a weak attempt to preserve her modesty. As if you haven't seen everything you needed to see already anyways. "Y-you're not lying, are you?"

"I'm not." You assure her. "I honestly don't remember what happened, and I doubt you do, either."

"T-that's why we should drink!" Anna whines.

"Well, uh, what's done is done." You sigh. "Can you uh, summon your Rig and call someone? I really, REALLY don't want to be walking back to base like this."

"Um, r-right!" Anna nods. She closes her eyes as her Rig materializes on her back, the radar masts and radio antennas jutting out like always. It looked a bit odd on Anna without any clothes, but, well, you kinda understood why.

"S-so who should I call?" Anna asks.

Your first thought was to try and raise White Plains and Victorious, but in your condition, you would be in a position to much of anything anyways. Maybe you should call for help first...

>Try and see what happened to White Plains and Victorious.
>You need to call someone down to help you right now.
>Other

>>48765598
>>Try and see what happened to White Plains and Victorious.
Ask if they have our clothes.

>>48765479
>Not just her and the Queen doing some catching up with a tea party the moment she wakes up.

>>48765598
>>You need to call someone down to help you right now.

>>48765598
>"T-that's why we should drink!" Anna whines.
You got the idea Anna! Good job!

>>48765598
>>Try and see what happened to White Plains and Victorious.

>>48765598
>Try and see what happened to White Plains and Victorious.
"Do you have your clothes?"

>>48765598
>Try and see what happened to White Plains and Victorious.

>"T-that's why we should drink!" Anna whines.
She's still drunk.

>>48765683
More like Merc's drunk.

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>>48765598
"Call up White Plains!" You suggest. "Maybe she can tell us what happened!"

"O-okay!" Anna nods as she adjusts her headphones for a bit. "Hello? White Plains? Do you read me?"

"...Anna?" White Plains yawns, her voice crackling through the loudspeakers on her Rig. "What do you need this early?"

"Um, where are you?" Anna tries to ask casually. "You know are you in your room and not stuck outside without clothes...?"

"Um... I'm in my room." White Plains responds with a bit of confusion. "What did you and Hoel do last night?"

"Y-you don't know?" Anna blinks.

"Victorious started feeling sick so I decided to take her back to the base. The two of you decided to stay and keep drinking." White Plains explains. "...you two didn't get into some kind of trouble, did you?"

>Ahahahaha, of course not!
>We totally need help.
>Other

>>48765858
>We totally need help.
Bring clothes.

>>48765858
>>Ahahahaha, of course not!
>We're *totally* not naked on a beach we don't recognize!

>>48765858
>>We totally need help.
Bring anything we can wear. Get bikinis and swimwear if you can't get regular clothes.

>>48765858
>Ahahahaha, of course we totally need help.

>>48765858
>Ahahahaha, of course not! ...But you should bring us some clothes anyway.

>>48765858
>We totally need help.

>>48765858
>We totally need help.
Send out a recon flight. Bring clothes.

>>48765858
>>We totally need help.
HELP US

>>48765858
>>We totally need help.


>>48764624
>Admire-al
>the rest of the English is fine
They are doing this on purpose now aren't they?

>>48765858
>We totally need help.

>>48765858
>>We totally need help
We're not going to streak to the base, might as well have [s]morgan[/s]White Plains help us and get it over with.

>>48765858
>Ahahahaha, of course not! ...But you should bring us some clothes anyway.

>>48765858
>>48765858
>>We totally need help.

Can you TRIANGULATE Anna's Radio Signals?

Rather easy to forget White Plains has a 5inch gun on her, and which happened to get a destroyer kill.

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>>48765978
One hypothesis goes that it's a deliberately archaic form to make her sound like an old-fashion ojou-sama.

The other hypothesis is that the VA may be a no name who read the middle 'i' like I, so it sounds like 'my'.

>>48766013
>destroyer
Crap, I meant Cruiser

>>48766013
>destroyer
You mean heavy cruiser.

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>>48765858
"Um, yeah. We totally need help." You say as you lean in on Anna's headset. "Do you mind bringing some spare clothes over for me and Anna? I think you can track this radio signal back to us."

"Sure, I guess." White Plains agrees, though somewhat warily. "So you two DID get into trouble."

"Well um, we honestly can't remember." You clarify.

"But it was something that involved losing clothes-"

"Are you gonna help us or not, WP?!" You bark.

"All right, all right, I'm coming." White Plains sighs. "You want me to tell the others? They might ask questions if I don't report in."

>Might as well at least tell Portland...
>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.
>Other

>>48766196
>>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.
We won't hear the end of it from Portland if she ever finds out.

>>48766196
>>Might as well at least tell Portland...
Then give her a bare-naked hug when she appears.

>>48766196
>>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.
Hello know, it's bad enough we told someone. Telling more means everyone will eventually know!

>>48766196
>>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.

>>48766196
>>Might as well at least tell Portland.

>>48766196
>>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.

>>48766196
>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.

>>48766196
>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.

Wait a minute... if we're alone with Anna, and we theoretically couldn't use our rig, does that mean Anna carried us here?

>>48766196
>>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.

>>48766293
We're not a ship any more, we have these neat things called "legs" that let us get anywhere on land.

>>48766196
>>TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE.

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>>48766293
Or, you know, we just drunkenly partied our way over to this beach

>>48766196
>>Might as well at least tell Portland...

hm, our rig only has super sensors, right? We can't make super secret phone calls too?

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HOEL IS BEAUTIFUL.

ALL SHIPGIRLS SHOULD BECOME BEAUTIFUL LIKE HOEL.

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>>48766509
But anon, pale skin and white hair isn't in vogue!

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>>48766552
They can have black hair.

Black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin is always cute.

>>48766509
She still can't get a tan, or sunburn.

>>48766596
But that is a good thing!

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>>48766196
"YOU TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAAAAAVE, WP." You say sternly. "NOBODY CAN KNOW OF THIS!"

"Okay okay, I get i!" White Plains sighs. "I'll send up an air patrol to spot you and I'll head right over. Just give me a few minutes."

"Right, right, thanks." You sigh in relief.

"Please come soon!" Anna begs before cutting off the speaker and looks around. "J-jeez, I wonder what we were up to..."

You were sort of wondering, too. Presumably, you and Anna had taken off your clothes to skinny dip, or... do some.. other... things... TOTALLY SKINNY DIPPING.

Either way, that meant your clothes had to at least be stashed SOMEWHERE, but you couldn't see any evidence of them around.

"Makes me wish we could remember..." Anna sighs.

>Some things are better left unknown.
>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!
>Other

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>>48766643
>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766573
>is always cute

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!
please tell me they went deeper than producer and jenner

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!
The terrible truth is just too tempting to know.

Also we need to find out where the hell we put our phone. Hopefully, they weren't in our clothes.

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>>48766662
I don't really understand your point. She's very cute.

Okay, maybe she has something on her lip, but that'll wash right out.

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766643
>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766643
>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

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>>48766627
>a good thing

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>>48766765
Worst battleship.

>>48766765
Not really sure but isn't she the ONLY tanned skin character in the entire game? Besides the fact the reasoning having a pretty unique historical basis.

>>48766765
uh... is she not wearing panties?
also I think he meant the sunburn part not the tanning part.

>>48766643
>>Maybe we should do a bit of investigation!

>>48766814
The official artist has posted a picture on Twitter showing that her "panties" are just a couple of bandages from the sarashi, so it's entirely in keeping with canon.

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>>48766803
>Implying Engrish Mk 2 and Famous for Dying are better

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>>48766643
Well, maybe you should do a bit of investigation! You were kind of curious about what happened last night!

"Hey Anna, you can still use your radar, right?" You ask the comm ship. "How about you give a few pings? Maybe we can find our stuff."

"G-good idea!" Anna nods. "I-I forgot I can use my EWAR gear to try and track your phone, too!"

"Wait wait wait." You narrow your eyes. "You can TRACK MY PHONE ANYTIME YOU WANTED?"

"Well, uh, a-anybody with sufficient resources can do that!" Anna tries to explain.

"First, you peep through clothes with your radar, and now you're tracking all my movements?" You give an sly grin. "Jeez, Anna, if you wanted stalk you could've just asked."

"T-THAT'S NOT HOW I USED IT!" Anna wails, her antenna twitching wildly.

"Ha, I'm just messin' with ya." You laugh.

"W-well, you can be nicer about it!" Anna pouts as her radar tower begins to buzz with energy.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>48766998

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>48766998

>>48766998

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>48766998


>>48767022
Detective Hoel solves the mystery, finds all of our clothes, and unmasks the monster of the week.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>48766803
inb4 1

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>48766998

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>>48767022
HOEL BEST GIRL

>>48767022
Uh, wow, we found it and we didn't get caught buck naked by others. Well done.

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>>48766811
>isn't she the ONLY tanned skin character in the entire game?
Nope. There's tanned subs.

And then there's Hiryuu's second remodel, which caused some outraged Japanese players to call her a "Philippian whore."

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>>48767051
"And I would've gotten away with your panties, too, IF it weren't for you meddlin' kids!!!"

>>48767122
Is Loki in this quest yet?

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>>48767132
Of course he is, he has teatime with Error Fairy!

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>>48767022
Dohoho! Well, do you want to bank that 20 for a FATE POINT? You currently have 2!

>Y
>N

>>48767208
>N

>>48767208
>Y

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>>48767208
>Y

>>48767118
>And then there's Hiryuu's second remodel, which caused some outraged Japanese players to call her a "Philippian whore."
holy shit

>>48767208
>N

>>48767208
>>Y

>>48767208
>>Y
This isn't that important, and having more fate points to negate nat-1s is always good.

>>48767231
Japan... Japan never changes.

>>48767208
>>N
Detective Hoel must solve this Mystery! Or at least beat this hard Professor Layton Puzzle....

>>48767208
>>N
I suspect a crit might lead to good things with anna.

>>48767208
>>N

>>48767208
>Y

>>48767208
>N

>>48767264
Anna unlocking a SECRET ABILITY?

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>>48767257
God bless them for that.

>>48767208
>N

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>>48767261
>turns out that by walking along the coast for a few minutes, we find that the base is actually not that far away.

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>>48767277
She finally sees ALL

>>48767208
>>N
We have too many anyways

>>48767279
Is this guy for real? Japan didn't surrender for the longest time because it's very Military and a majority in government didn't want to. They still believed that they could fight the US into some sort negotiated peace settlement that would allow them to at least keep the Americans out of Japan. So they kept on fighting hoping to achieve some sort of victory against the US that would shake their resolve and press them into giving Japan more favorable terms than 'Unconditional Surrender'.

Those few who secretly advocated a start to the peace process were literally being spied upon the Kempeitai and risked not only arrest but possible assassination at the hands of uber fanatical Japanese Military officers. They were so secretive, they couldn't get the message out that there was a faction of Japanese politicians who wanted to negotiate peace to the US.

Nor did the US know the Japan was on the verge of starvation. Or was suffering a collapse of morale.

I find it telling that despite two nuclear bombs dropped on the country, certain members of the military still launched a coup to prevent the surrender.

As for the competence of the USN in WW2, I can't comment. Don't know enough about them, but I remember far too many stories from my Japanese grandparents of the inevitable end of the Empire of Japan in 1945. The blackmarket for rice and essentials. Looting by IJA soldiers who seized property to make defensive works against American invasion. The paranoia of informers listening in on complaints of the conduct of the war or being credulous about the 'victories' in the newspapers.

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>>48767208
>CRITICAL SUCCESS

"Oh, ohohoh!" Anna's eyes shine. "I think I found it! Follow me!"

Anna then dashes off over to a spot of tall grass on a small bluff overlooking the beach. You follow her up, and sure enough, you find both of your clothes, all neatly folded up and stored safely in the grass.

Huh.

"Cool! Now we don't have to walk back naked!" Anna bounces up and down in joy as she quickly slides back into her clothes.

You do the same, and then blink when you see your phone lying in the grass as well. Curious, you pick it up and hit the power button, and the screen winks on. It still had power! You quickly type in your password and immediately go to the photo album.

And what you see is.. well...

Er...

You see yourself taking selfies of you drunkenly and sloppily snogging Anna, the both of you apparently being really REALLY into it. Against your better judgment, you continue to scroll down, and see that the kisses eventually turned to body shots, with each of you taking turns sucking and lapping alcohol off each others bodies starting from the chest all the way down to-

"Hey! So did you get any pictures of anything?" Anna chirps as she stands on her tiptoes, trying to get a peek at the screen.

>Tell her.
>DELETE
>Don't tell her, but keep the pictures for... future use.
>Other

>>48767614
>>Tell her.
"I'd kinda wished we'd gone on a proper date before we went this far but..."

>>48767614
>>Tell her.
we have no choice, we need to see her response

>>48767614
>>Other
Panic
Babble
This is spaghetti time

>>48767614
>Don't tell her, but keep the pictures for... future use.

>>48767614
>Tell her.

>>48767614
>>Tell her.

>>48767614
>>DELETE

>>48767614
>Don't tell her, but keep the pictures for... future use.

>>48767614
>Tell her.
The Truth will set you free.

>>48767614
>>Don't tell her, but keep the pictures for... future use.

>>48767614
>>Tell her.

I think this means we're married now Anna

>>48767614
>>Tell her.
"I'd kinda wished we'd gone on a proper date before we went this far but..."
Do it!

What was the crit for?

>>48767631
This. Perhaps this could be foreplay for round two?

>>48767686
We discovered out phone which contained lewd pictures that no one shall ever see (except us and Anna)

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>>48767686
You'll find out soon!

>>48767614
>Tell her.

>>48767614
>>Other
Show her... she'll understand. Time for the use of words have past.

>>48767614
>Tell her.

>>48767614
>>Tell her.

>>48767489
>The blackmarket for rice and essentials.
Oh man, that was absolutely horrendous, especially with the rationing that they instituted.
Did they tell you about the university professor that, to prove to the government that they were being completely retarded, starved himself to death by eating only the exact amount of food rations he was allotted?

>>48767614
>Don't tell her, but keep the pictures for... future use.

>>48767775
You think if the americans didn't drop he bomb, and the hurricane that hit japan not too long afterwards would have given Japan a chance to negotiate?

>>48767775
That was post war. What I'm talking about is before the surrender. Black market was even bigger in post surrender Japan, which was insane because it was already huge already.

Apparently, a lot of brave Japanese officers of the Navy and Army, patriotically and heroically looted an incredible number of stockpiled military goods and became black marketeers at the time of the surrender. They stole enthusiastically from the Empire and Emperor they professed undying loyalty too. You can imagine the bitterness and cynicism of civilians who literally saw in the black markets formerly feared officers of the IJA and IJN manning stalls selling there.

One officer according to my grandfather (grandfather was either a Major or Colonel at the time) tricked his conscript soldiers into loading lorries of stuff. Each lorry had a relative of his at the wheel. He paid his men in script (ie not money) and tore off in the sunset with almost 60% of the military depot's stockpiled goods. When he came back to get the rest, the only reason why he didn't get the remaining stuff was because the conscripts were so pissed at being ripped off they armed themselves with rifles and tried to murder said officer. Whatever was left, my grandfather just let the men loot and he took a bunch of stuff himself.

Shit was insane

>>48767892

Interesting, any other notes?

>>48767892
well shit, my family were mainly left alone for the most part because they were in Peru.

>>48767942
My grandfather fought in Burma. I don't know how he got back from there to be in Japan by 1945 but, he remembered greeting former comrades of his. Do you know what they said about the Brits?

Get this. They were POWs of the Brits... The Brits decided to use the Japanese soldiers to fight for them in Burma. One of the IJA officers got a medal of bravery from the British because of their 'heroic' actions of suppressing the Burmese on behalf of the Brits.

I called bullshit, but apparently it's true.

So Brits using IJA soldiers and officers to kill more Burmese. WTF? The mind reels.

>>48767856
No, I honestly don't think so.
The Allies were far too determined to get a total surrender, even if the IJN/IJA could have put the German tech they got to use they didn't have the fine machining tools needed or the raw materials to mass produce their next-gen fighters, and if everyone waited too long the Soviets would have just rolled the rest of the way through Manchuria and invaded Hokkaido, turning Japan into that alternate history's North/South Korea.
Probably with a DMZ that's actually a super-nationalist Imperial Remnant.

>>48767892
My grandpa on my mom's side didn't talk much about his time in the IJA. All of the things I found out were second-hand from my grandmother and mom after he passed.
I did get some stories second-hand about a relative from my dad's side who was working in Manchukuo on the railroad.
Fortunately for him, he wasn't a racist asshole like so many others seemed to be, so his Chinese employees helped him escape back to Japan.

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>>48767614
"Um, well, I kinda wished we went on a proper date before we went this far but..." You laugh nervously as you turn the phone screen over to Anna to show her.

And Anna's face goes red. In fact, not just her face, her entire body goes crimson as steam ejects from her ears. Her mouth opens and closes rapidly, as if she was trying to get words out but couldn't, or was in fact so frazzled she was talking in Morse Code. You actually weren't very sure which.

And that's when Anna's head explodes in a cloud of steam, her red hair going all poofy and messy as she faints and lands her head right into your chest, her little hair antenna still twitching wildly.

Well, uh, that could have gone better, you think. And then pause when you feel this odd burning sensation in your chest and head. You pause, wondering what the hell this sensation was right before you're interrupted by a voice.

"Oi, you girls need a ride?"

You look up to see two British soldiers jogging up through the tall grass, a jeep parked a few meters behind them.

"Oh, yeah, that would be a real help!" You smile.

"You Yanks should know better than wandering around the island at night." One of the guards tuts. "Your Captain was blisteringly livid when he found out the two of you were missing!"

(cont)

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>>48767996
"Oh, well, um, yeah. I guess I gotta apologize to him for that." You mumble.

"Well, come on, then." The soldiers lead you to the jeep. One of them offers to take the unconscious Anna of your hands, but you stubbornly insist carrying her yourself.

Up above, you can see a lone Hellcat circling in the air. You wave at it, letting White Plains know everything was fine. The Hellcat waggles its wings in response and turns away. You figure you'd have to apologize to White Plains for wasting her time, too.

"So it looks like we'll have to be taking this lass back to the Workshop." The lead soldier nods to Anna as he fires up the engine. "We can drop you off at HQ first if you want."

>Insist on staying with Anna.
>Better go explain things to the Captain first.
>Better go apologize to White Plains first.
>Other

>>48768007
>>Insist on staying with Anna.

>>48768007
>>Better go apologize to White Plains first.

>>48768007
>Better go explain things to the Captain first.
Take the heat for both of us.

>>48768007
>>Better go apologize to White Plains first.

>>48768007
>>Better go explain things to the Captain first.

>>48768007
>>Insist on staying with Anna.

>>48768007
>Insist on staying with Anna.

>>48768007
>>Better go explain things to the Captain first.

>>48768007
>Insist on staying with Anna.

>>48768007
>>Better go explain things to the Captain first.

Wait hold on these pictures of us making out and doing body shots, we're they all selfies or did someone else help?

Because drunken selfies with two subjects mid-action are really hard to take

>>48768007
>>Better go explain things to the Captain first.
>>Better go apologize to White Plains first.
As we walk to the captain, let's call White Plains and apologize.

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>tfw we will never wear just a "Boyfriend style" shirt and nothing else.

>>48768072
I'd guess that whoever was having shots done off of them was taking pictures of the other as they did it, then they swapped.

>>48768134
But Phyrra can't do that, she got too hot for her own good!

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>>48768007
Okay, it looks like we don't really have a solid consensus so let's narrow it down with a runoff vote!

>Anna
>Captain

>>48768179
Captain.

>>48768179
>Captain

>>48768179
>Captain

>>48768179
>Captain

>>48768179
>>Captain

>>48768179
>>Anna

>>48768179
>>Captain

>>48768179
>Anna

>>48768179
>Anna

>>48768179
>Captain

>>48768179
>Captain

>>48768179
>>Captain

>>48768179
>>Captain

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>>48768134
Anna has the same sailor outfit as Hoel though. Hoel wearing it would look about the same as she usually does though since Anna's smaller it'd be a LOT tighter

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>>48768179
"All right, you can drop me off at HQ." You sigh. You really wanted to stick with Anna, but you had to nip this crisis in the bud while you still could.

"Roger that. We'll take of your friend here." The lead soldier nods as he guns the engine, and the jeep lurches forward towards the base. Thanks to him being more familiar to the layout than you, he gets you to the HQ rather quickly. You hop off and give the soldiers one last thanks before parting ways. You reluctantly enter the base's administration building, and are pointed towards the Captain's temporary office by a helpful clerk.

As you head for the office, you pause as you feel a funny buzzing feeling in your head. Your sonar sense was tingling...

And it only acted up to one thing...

SUBMARINES.

>GREET YOUR ARCH NEMESES
>Gotta maintain self control...!
>Other

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!
You are not a hound, Hoel! Don't chase the submarines!

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!

>>48768468
>Gotta maintain self control...!

>>48768468
>GREET YOUR ARCH NEMESES

No lewdmarines allowed!

>>48768468
>>GREET YOUR ARCH NEMESES

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!
Must resist the urge

>>48768468
>GREET YOUR ARCH NEMESES

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!

>>48768468
>Gotta maintain self control...!

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!

>>48768468
>Arch Nemesis

>>48768468
>GREET YOUR ARCH NEMESES

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!
we have enough shit right now, get the subs later

>>48768468
>>Gotta maintain self control...!
... We haven't taken a shower. We must smell of booze and lewds.

>>48767985
Interesting. I heard that a number of families managed to escape Manchukuo because of the assistance of the Chinese. I assume most of the rescued were assisted because A) the Chinese weren't treated like shit by them B)because the Chinese couldn't bear to let them suffer.

Some Japanese children who got left behind were adopted by a number of Chinese families.

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>>48768468
You clench your fists and take a deep breath. You were already in deep enough shit with the Captain right now. Just barging in and attacking your own subs probably wouldn't help matters. Instead, you politely knock.

"Enter." The Captain says simply, as if he already knew it was you at the door. Chances are, he probably did.

You calmly and a little meekly open the office door, and almost immediately you recognize the two subgirls standing in front of the Captain's desk.

"Dace. Darter." You greet them simply.

"Oh hey, Hoel! Howya doing?" Dace says happily. "Long time no seeeee!"

"You look like you had a rough night." Darter points out.

"Ah, it was nothing..." You chuckle nervously as you glance at the very unamused Captain.

>I thought we were supposed to be getting more than two subs...
>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...
>Other

>>48768802
>>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768802
>>Other
Remain silent and at attention. Once we speak or apologize HE'LL KNOW!

>>48768802
>>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768802
>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768802
>>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768826
I'll back silence and standing at attention.

>>48768802
>>Other
>Apparently I cant hold my beer, sir.

>>48768802
>>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768802
>>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768802
>I am really, REALLY sorry, sir...

>>48768826
>>48768802
+1

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>>48768802
"I'm really, REALLY sorry, sir!" You apologize as you stand at full attention. "Me and Anna got a bit carried away last night!"

"I'm sure you two have." The Captain sighs. "Now, I have generally given you shipgirls a lot of leeway considering your... unique status. However, with an important operation imminent, even my patience can be tested."

"U-understood, sir." You nod.

"That said, you two were found, and nobody was hurt, so I won't make an issue of this. This time."

"Thank you, sir!" You feel the relief oozing from your body.

"Since you're here, I suppose that you can take these three to the Workshop for a tuneup. The fourth asset should be arriving shortly, so she'll probably meet you there as well."

"Okay-" You start then pause. Wait, take THREE of them...?

But you could only see two subs here...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>48769007

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>48769007

>>48769013
Jesus, TWICE in one thread?

>>48769013
We should bank this. This is a sign from RNGesus

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>48769007

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>48769007

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>>48769013
WELP

Do you want to bank this 20 for a FATE POINT? You currently have 2 points!

>Y
>N

>>48769064
>N

>>48769013
So, do we pre-empt the Harder surprise?

>>48769064
>N

>>48769064
>Y

>>48769064
>N
Tarin?

>>48769064
>Y

>>48769064
>N

>>48769064
Y

>>48769064
>>N

>>48769064
>N

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>>48769064
>>Y

>>48769084
>Lewdmarine Tarin
Now ain't that a terrifying thought

>>48769064
>N

>>48769064
>Y

>>48769064
>n

>>48769064
>Y

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>>48769064
You quickly spin around as you feel your spine tingle, warning you to the presence of some kind of entity a little too close to your personal space. You see a tall, lean, blue haired and red eyed subgirl. Unlike Dace and Darter, though ,this subgirl was wearing a full body wetsuit, and had a very dead serious expression on her face.

Though it wasn't her stare or demeanor that unnerved you, but the fact that she was able to get so close without you even realizing it. Your passive sonar didn't pick her up, nor did you even HEAR her at all.

"Ah, so you DID notice." The subgirl says simply, giving you a respectful nod. "Maybe the stories about you are true."

"Um... thanks?" You frown.

"Flasher, please don't sneak up on people like that." The Captain sighs. "People generally don't like you just appearing behind them."

"I'm sorry sir, I try to be as loud as possible." Flasher nods simply.

The Captain just shakes his head and sighs.

"Well, everybody get ready. We'll be moving out tonight, so everything needs to be in order. Hoel, take Flasher, Dace, and Darter to the Workshop to make sure their Rigs are tuned."

"Y-yes sir." You nod as you eye Flasher warily.

"Lead the way." The says simply.

Three subs tagging along with one destroyer... you couldn't help but feel a bit outnumbered.

>You can totally handle things!
>Call in backup!
>Other

>>48769389
>>You can totally handle things!

>>48769389
>You can totally handle things!

>>48769389
>>You can totally handle things!
TARIN"S HEREE!

>>48769389
>You can totally handle things!

>>48769389
>You can totally handle things!

>>48769389
>You can totally handle things!

>>48769389
>You can totally handle things!

>>48769389
>You can totally handle things!
Depth charges for everyone!

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>>48769389
Bah! You can totally handle three subs! Even if two of them were super annoying and the third creeped the hell out of you.

"All right, this way, girls!" You motion for the subs to follow you as you lead them on the familiar trail to the Workshop.

"Sooooooo, you were out with Anna, weren't you~?" Dace coos shuffling just close enough to be annoying without actually getting into your personal space. "Didja you two daaaaate?"

"Dace, quit teasing other ships about their relationships." Darter rolls her eyes.

"But Daaaarty!" Dace hugs Darter. "It's just so fun~!"

Fucking subs.

"Well, Hoel? What's up between you and Anna~?" Dace continues.

Meanwhile Flasher follows silently from a respectable distance. Her footsteps were even making any goddamn sound at all!

>Tell Dace that you and Anna are totally together.
>Tell Dace it's none of her business.
>Change subject and talk to Flasher.
>Other

>>48769563
>>Change subject and talk to Flasher.
"So what sort of action have you seen?"

>>48769563
>Tell Dace it's none of her business.

>>48769563
>>Other
Ask for relationship advice

>>48769563
>>Change subject and talk to Flasher.
So Flasher, why're you called that? Is it because you keep surprising people out of nowhere, or...

>>48769563
>>Tell Dace that you and Anna are totally together.

>>48769563
>Tell Dace it's none of her business.
>But Yes, you and Anna are totally together.

>>48769563
>>Change subject and talk to Flasher.

>>48769563
>>Other
explain that things went ahead too fast due to a drunken escapade then ask if they've got any good ideas for a make-up date

>>48769563
>Tell Dace that you and Anna are totally together

>>48769563
>Change subject and talk to Flasher.

>>48769563
>Change subject and talk to Flasher.

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>>48769563
"SO, FLASHER." You turn to the third subgirl in an effort to change the subject. "I hear you were a big deal in the War?"

"You don't know?" Dace gasps.

"As if I care about keeping track of shit subs do unless it involves depth charging them." You roll your eyes.

"Been around, did a few things." Flasher shrugs.

"Yep." Darter nods. "'Did a few things' like racking up 21 ship kills for over 100,000 tons of shipping without taking a scratch."

"Just doing the job." Flasher shrugs.

"Okay, so... what have you been doing since you came back?" You ask the frustratingly vague subgirl.

"Went around, did a few things." Flasher shrugs.

Ugh.

At this point, you finally reach the Workshop, the familiar warehouse structure looming above you all.

>Better keep an eye on the subgirls.
>Go check on Anna!
>Other

>>48769724
>Better keep an eye on the subgirls.
Already got yelled at by dad, don't wanna get yelled at again so soon.

>>48769724
>>Better keep an eye on the subgirls.

>>48769724
>>Better keep an eye on the subgirls.

>>48769724
>Go check on Anna!

We were asked to take the subs here, they're here. Job done.

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>>48769744
It'd probably be worse if we go yelled at by a Mom.

>>48769724
>Go check on Anna!

>>48769724
>>Go check on Anna!

>>48769724
>Go check on Anna!

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>>48769766
>Mom
Enterprise? Portland?

>>48769793
Yes

>>48769724
>>Better keep an eye on the subgirls.

>>48769724
>>Go check on Anna!

>>48769724
>>Go check on Anna!

>>48769793
Or the incredibly rare Fem!Toku.

>>48769724
>>Go check on Anna!

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>>48769724
"All right, so you girls can go off and do your... things." You squint at them suspiciously. "My job's done so you all ain't my problem anymore!"

"Bye~!" Dace waves at you cheerfully as Darter nods in respect.

Flasher seems to have disappeared. You're honestly not surprised.

"Anna!" You dash over to the main work area, where you see Anna taking a nap on a bench while Qyburn is working on her Rig, assisted by a combination of both human and faerie helpers. You can see the Rigs of the rest of your task force present as well, all in various states of disassembly.

"Ah! Hoel! I was expecting to see you!" Qyburn chuckles. "Would you like to test out your upgrades?

>Sure!
>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?
>Other

>>48769966
>>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Sure!

>>48769966
>>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>>Can you tell me how Anna is, first?

>>48769966
>Sure!

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>>48769966
"Can you tell me how Anna is, first?" You ask, a bit worried.

"Annapolis?" Qyburn turns to her. "Oh, she's perfectly fine! Though apparently she had a larger boiler leak which flooded her engineering spaces with steam, but it's nothing we can't fix!"

"Ah, that's good to hear." You smile.

"Well, enough about that, let's make sure your Rig is up and running!" Qyburn tuts. "Now, go ahead and summon it! It should be ready!"

You nod and take a deep breath as you summon your Rig. Almost immediately, you could feel the weight of it. You look down and see parts of your Rig actually starting to wrap around parts of your body, mostly around your torso, while you also notice now you're wearing armored kneepads, elbow pads, and fingerless gloves.

However, your felt that some portions of your Rig had actually gotten lighter, changing up the balance and weight distribution of your Rig. No doubt the diesel electric engine was more weight efficient than your old boilers. It wasn't debilitating or anything though. It just felt... different.

"So, how do you like it?" Qyburn asks with a smile.

>It feels great!
>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.
>Feels kinda off.
>Other

>>48770105
>>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

>>48770105
>>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

>>48770105
>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

>>48770105
>It feels great!

>>48770105
>>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

>>48770105
>>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

>>48770105
>I wouldn't know til I put it through the paces.

And I vote we wait for Anna to be up and running so she can watch us with her radar

>>48770105
>>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

>>48770105
>I wouldn't know till I put it through the paces.

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>>48770105
"Well, I wouldn't know until I put it through the paces" You shrug. "Other than that, the Rig feels fine."

"Good, good!" Qyburn nods, with a bit of pride ad satisfaction. "We're a bit strapped on time, but I believe we can-"

Suddenly the lights in the entire building begin to flicker and flash, as if there there was some kind of interference messing with all the electronics. Both you, Qyburn, and the rest of the maintenance crew pause before the flickering finally relents.

"Hm, that was quite a bit odd." Qyburn grumbles.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>48770283

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>48770283

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>48770283

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>48770283

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>48770283

>>48770290
>>48770298
>>48770299
two fails and one utter pawnage

Right, so.

When we talk to Anna again we have to find some way of mentioning that we really want to be able to remember our next time with her,

And then stay quiet for a bit as she works through the implications of that.

>>48770547
Yes. This will happen.

>>48770547
Make sure we do it in the bath with her so the inevitable boiler damage can be repaired in real time.

Also for potential immediate bathtime shenanigans.

>>48770547
Hopefully she gets her boiler replaced; even if we were to largely stop teasing her having her faint during anything romantic is unacceptable.

Did Merc pass out?

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>>48770283
>Whoops, sorry for the delay there, guys!

Just before you're about to say anything, you catch movement out of the corner of yoru armor. On instinct, you pulse with your radar, but you don't see anything.

As in, absolutely nothing. Normally, your radar should be bouncing off all sorts of things. Regular objects, people, walls, the floor, etc. But here? Your radar signals weren't even returning to you, so all you can see on radar is an empty void.

It couldn't be your upgrades messing up your radar, right?

"Heya!" You see what looks to be a destroyer, no, a destroyer escort, casually trot up the hall. "USS Eldridge, reporting for duty!"

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