>GET SOME ANSWERS

>Get shit, go fast
Not enough sanics.

Ponder the fate of your son. Ponder it so hard, he will *feel* it, regardless of intervening time and space.

>>19058785
>GET SOME ANSWERS

>>19058749
>ANSWER TIME

>>19058749

ANSWERS

>finally get day z working
>tank witches

Goddammit panzer

Sorry I took so long, brother was being a communist and I had to lend-lease my fist into his face. Writing like the fist of the north star now

>>19058749
GET SOME ANSWERS

>>19058749
>GET SOME ANSWERS
We need to know how quickly we can get back into combat, the current situation of the Martian pocket, and the status of our company.

>Answers getting time

You are hurt, confused, and maybe even a little aroused. You attempt to get out of bed, but it only brings pain. Being the tough "girl" that you are, you soldier on over to the table, and find a few things.
>Sidearm w/holster
>Jacket with pocket lint
>Cavalry saber?
>Actual pants, not pantsu
>Your boots n socks

After the painful experience of putting on your clothing, you limp outside your room. It appears you are in a London hospital. With nobody in sight, you try to follow the signs pointing towards the mess hall, being starving yourself and knowing that's where you would hang out at a hospital.

As you approach the mess, a young women dressed as a doctor exits, spots you and heads towards you.

"Colonel! You shouldn't be up let alone walking! Your leg and eye haven't even fully healed yet! I thought the sedatives would keep you asleep for a while longer!"

You are very tempted to see how many punches it takes to shatter her jaw, but you refrain, being a dignified lady that you are. What do you ask this "doctor"?

(Pic related.You think she is as stupid as it is)

>>19059245
Where exactly are we? and how long were we out?

>>19059245
Ask how long we were out, what is the status of the fighting, and of the Martian invasion force we were fighting. Then the nearest telephone so that we can call up Battalion HQ and find out the status of our Companies.

>>19059245
What happened to the Martians and our unit, then...I dunno, find that no-good son of yours?

>>19059245
>>19059258
"WHAT YEAR IS IT? WHY I AM SO OOOOOLD?"
Then find food.

>>19059245
How long was I out, what are the damages to me and what's the situation on the warfront. Give me answers doctor, now.

"I have several questions for you "Doctor"." you growl using air-quotes around doctor. "For starters, where the hell am I and where is my unit?"

"Well there is no need to be rude. You are at the London War-hospital for witches. Last I heard, your unit was engaged in combat with aliens in East Anglia. But," she continues in the most nasal voice " You won't be able to use your striker with your wounded leg, let alone with your face in that condition. I'm afraid I can't discharge you for another few weeks."

"Well then, how long was I out?"

"Around two days since you where brought in. We preformed surgery on your leg last night and where going to do more on your eye.." You cut her off.

" I have heard enough you sodding wanker." You say, giving her the meanest leer you can muster with only one eye. You almost kick in the door to the mess hall when you enter, with your face contorted in a mixture of rage and pain. Taking a minute to look around, you spot a fast moving object heading towards you. With no depth perception, you stand no chance as your (must shorter) attacker lunges at you, wraps their arms around your midsection, and cries into your chest.

"I-I-I-I never thought I w-would see you again!" she wails , somewhat muffled as she speaks into your breasts.

Getting hugged to death by your cute polish witch wasn't the first way you would have wanted to die.

>>19059636
We are officer. show no pain.

>>19059636
Aww, she was waiting for you. Be a mom, and care.

It'll probably save your life.

>>19059636
Please, I lived through the Great War, you think a scratch like this is going to do anything to me. I'm pretty much invincible at this point, I already beat the Grim Reaper in a game of chess and kicked him in the balls, he's not going to do anything that'll piss me off.

Give her a proper hug and ruffle her hair.

"If you let me go, I'll give you a months worth of chocolate." She squeezes harder.
"Two months?" She squeezes even harder.
"THREE MONTHS WORTH AND AS MUCH CANDY AS YOU CAN EAT!" You wheeze as she loosens her grip on you.

"I-I-I'm j-just so ha-happy to s-see you m-mum." he manages to stutter out in between sobs. "I w-w-wouldn't k-know what do i-i-i-if.." she trails off, sobbing into your now wet shirt.

"It's okay love, I've had worse. How could I leave the cutest girl I know all alone!" You ruffle her hair for good measure as she releases you.

"So Sylwia, we are going to play a little game. It's called, lets leave this god damn place. Do you know where your strikers are? Maybe we can hitch a ride to division."

The young witch nods. "Y-yeah, the-ere is a motor p-pool j-just outs-side the hospital. I t-think th-ere is some A-American's there wh-hen we came in."

You make like a tree and get the fuck out of there, limping as fast and quietly as you can, as no not bring the ire of any of the staff. When you finally get out into the bright sunlight, you so in fact see several American AFV parked outside, with their crews prepping them for combat. You wave down one of the commanders and ask. "Me and my young friend here need passage to East Anglia. Are you folks headed that way?"

"You part of the 101st? We are to link up with them there, but we got delayed by some Colonel Victor who told me to wait till a lovely lass came and asked for a lift. Guess you're her eh?"

You nod as he helps you up into the open air turret of his armoured vehicle. Sylwia mounts her strikers and sits down on the deck of the AFV.

>Ask the American anything?

>>19059907
"So, how's the fight with the Martians going?"

>>19059907
How goes the battle? Any news of worth?

>>19059907
What's the situation with the attack a few days ago. How much ground did they take, what are our losses. Fill me in soldier.

>>19059907
Cigarettes?

>>19059907

we giving the martians a right and proper pounding, right?

PANZER
PROOF-READ MORE FAGT

>>19060006
but then how will I go fast and die young?

Question: How fast can strikers go while skiing, and would we knock ourselves on our ass if we fired our gun while skiing?

As the tank leaves the motor pool, you decide to ask the tank commander some questions.

"So how goes the fight up north?"

"Last I heard, the Fitzgerald pocket is holding out against our assaults, but it should break any day now. However, they landed a load of Martians on the coast of E.A and we are having trouble even containing them." As you reach the city limits, he leans out the back "Ey, you might want to hold on tight back there!" He turns back to you. "Things are about to get....Fast."

As if on que, (which you are pretty sure it was) the Hellcat turns up acceleration to 11.

"HOW THE HELL DOES THIS THING GO SO FAST?" you shout over the sudden burst of wind howling at your face.

"YOU KNOW THAT ARMOR PLATE THEY PUT ON TANKS?" He replys.

"YEAH?"

"WE HAVE NONE!"

Almost a half hour passes when you start to see black smoke coming from knocked out tank, allied and alien. After hitting several speed-bumps, the "Glorious Sandraker" comes to a screeching halt in front of a large field, with loads of activity. Tanks lined up receiving maintenance, headquarters staff running in and out of a nearby farm house, and a barn that is being avoided by most personal. You turn around to see how Sylwia fared during the ride, only to see her dismounted and begging the driver for another ride..... God damn kids.

What do you do now?
>Party hard in the Glorious Sandraker
>Go to the house
>'' the barn
>You go lookin though the tonks

>>19060113
Depending on the gun. If it's a huge 105mm, your ass is on the grass. If its a 75mm? Less so

>>19060225
[x] house
Also you need more images.

>>19060225
Let's go to the house.

>>19060259
yeah, out of relevant ones. pf has it easy, so much artwork for the official witches

What kind of ears and tail does Sylwia have?
And how bad is our eye?

>>19060317
2nd Lt Sylwia Koszustki
Born in Warsaw, Poland 1928 (Age 15 1943)
Shoulder-length black hair, petite build, brown eyes
Familiar-Fallow Deer (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fallow_Deer)
Striker model-M5A1 StuartVI
Was at the english witch academy during the invasion of poland, fought with the british army in france until dunkirk, after that she stayed in england till 1943

You feel what you hope is your eyeball under all your bandages, but you won't know till you take em off.

>'' the barn
There must be a reason

>>19060225
Fuck yeah Hellcats

>>19060225
Party hard with the Sandraker

>>19060225
Sandrakers!?
WHERE!?

>>19060349
It's full of chopped-up martians.

We don't know that in-character, but it's the barn where Sean went highlander on them.

>>19060225
Party Hard in the Glorious Sandraker. We can raise Victor on the radio as we take our 'borrowed' Hellcat Platoon into the fight. We should aim to smash through a flank somewhere, or counter-attack when needed. Sylwia rides with us, M5A1 Stuart is quick enough to keep up.

OI Panzerhexen! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK MATE, YOU ARE DOING FUCKING FANTASTIC! Love the Tank witches!

>>19060510
this lights up my heart like a Sherman taking a 88mm round to the frontal armor~ Thank you for your support

rolled 65 = 65

>>19060448
DIAMOND SWORD HAS THE FLAG!

also panzer I hate to point this out now but typically with eye injuries both eyes are covered so when you move one eye the other one doesn't move and cause more damage

>>19060645
What other one?

huehue

>>19060645
I appreciate it but there is one thing that isn't like real life. MAGIC MOTHER FUCKER.

>>19060661
we don't need eyes where we are going

>the house
As you approach, you get the worst smell in world... PAPERWORK. The smell of ink and paper, ick. You shoulder your way though busybodies and head towards the dining room, which has been turned into a makeshift map room. You see a few figures in the room, a witch dressed in a fancy red officer's outfit, Major General Sir Percy Hobart, and a few other officers you don't really care about, I mean, "recognize".

"Vhat are you doing here Kolonel?" the witch in red asks. Oh god not her again...

"I got better." is all you can muster.

"As long as you say so mein frau.."

"Well, I have a job for you." Hobart interjects. " Major Miles' section is getting the everliving life pounded out of it. I called in a few favors with an old yankee friend of mine, but the help won't arrive for a good half hour. I need you to support her position. Can you do it?"

"Sir Yes Sir!" you almost shout while snapping a salute. You then spend a minute or two reading over the map sprawled out on the table. Once you have a vague idea of what the hell do to, you rush outside only to remember, that you probably can't operate your strikers with your wounded leg... then you realize you are standing within 200ft of the most advanced armor earth can muster to fight the alien invaders.

The real question is, what 3 tanks do you take with you?
>AHAHA IM LAZY, YOU TELL ME WHAT THREE TANKS YOU WANT
RUUUUUUULE, any allied or axis armored fightan vehicle that I can spend 5 seconds reading the wiki article and having a vague idea of stuff (1943~ is the latest year it can be)

>>19060711
17 Pdr. SP Achilles to ride in because open top is less stupid with witchy shields.

>>19060758
>implying open tops don't let you feel the wind blowing against your face, that's what war is all about

>>19060711
Three Matildas.

>>19060711
MAUS.

>>19060711
Panther, Churchill, and StuG III

>>19060711
Fast Tonk Destroyers

Hellcats and M10s and shit.

>>19060711
That one tank, with the guns, armor.

Obviously, I cannot into tanks. Or planes, but that's not this quest.

>>19060711

I would ALMOST say Maus, but...no.

*Consults book*

M26, for one.

>>19060788
I will cut you.
>>19060711
2 Panthers and a fast tank destroyer. I'd suggest the Jagdpanther but it isn't out yet, some other fast thing built around a fuckhuge gun.

>>19060815
>M26
>1943

Pushin' it

Panther

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panther_tank

One of the best overall tanks, used throughout the entire war.

>>19060823
> Tank Witches
>Reality

DON'T YOU START. He said ANY WWII tank.

>>19060880
He said 1943~ is the latest year it could be.

I'm hearing 2 panthers and a mystery AFV. Anyone object before I start writing?

>>19060886
Achillesfag here requesting mystery AFV be an Achilles

>>19060885

*re-reads*

>>19060886
Works for me.

>>19060886
No objections

>>19060886
Works for me, good possibilities are the ISU-152, Helcat or Achilles.

Can't we use out magic to reach into the future to grab a tank?

>>19060886
ANY WW2 tank?

Wait one second.

>>19061059

1943 at latest. I just goof'd that one

>>19061059
>>19061059
Our new ride.

Mounting your new command Panther, you mange to slide into the commander's cupola with no problem. You order another nearby panther and the Glorious Sandraker to join you in your mission to relieve Major Miles.

Crossing a few fields speed it up and you see Miles and her platoon along with several M3 Grants being pinned down by some of those lovely martian hover-maser tanks as well as the model that you had some face time with a few days ago.

>miles is in front of you some 300ft, with martian infantry surrounding her
>400ft away & to Miles' left flank is a pair of those martian auto cannon tanks with more infantry
>300ft away & to Miles' right flank is a trio of the hover tanks and more loveable infantry
Terrain is open fields with some entrenchments scattered around the battlefield, and a treeline along a road some 500ft ahead of you

Vhat do?

>>19061153
Get revenge on autocannon tanks

>>19061153
Use the trenches and your speed to take out the autocannons first.

>>19061153
Let's go git them thar autocannon tanks.

>>19061148
I think we might need a bigger witch.

So, we're not using our strikers?

Huh. Nifty.

[x]autocannon tanks. Her shield can take infantry fire, but those auto-tanks are gonna fuck them up good.

>>19061153
Hull down
THen AP those auto cannons

>>19061153
Split, Send the Sandraker and the other panther around to hit the auto cannons from the back and side. Distract the hover tanks ourself and cause some damage, give Miles the opportunity to get back in the fight.

Miles can deal with the infantry around her just fine.

>>19061153
Whack the autos. Stay away from those trees; the masers will just them on FIYAH

>>19061214
Something about just having surgery on it from a wound last mission, wouldnt be wise to exert all that force on it the day after and lolitopens or some bullshit like that

>>19061190
Reason: If the autocannons fucked up your shields, they'll fuck up Miles'

Penetrate the soft and unresisting behinds of the autocannon tanks with your long, hot, steel-hard cannons.

Before you can even say a word, the Glorious Sandraker is already kicking up dirt, getting into position to slap the autogun's shit

With a battle cry of "GET OFF MY WORLD!", a 76mm round penetrates and explodes one of the Auto-cannon platforms, showering the other in fiery shrapnel.

Your second panther fires a few rounds down range while maneuvering towards Mile's entrenchment as a load roar as a large black flys over the battlefield shooting delicious rockets into those pesky hovertanks. Hitting one directly, it explodes with the fury of a billion stars for about a millisecond, detonating the other two beside it. The flash is so bright, that you have to turn away from the cupola to not go blind in your last eye.

"HANS! LOAD AP! TARGET, 30 DEGREES, FIRE!" You should with your best German accent.

"Ve speak english mien hexecommandant.."

Your tank rocks as it sends 75mm justice into the semi-burning autocannon tank the hellcat left alive.

Quenching your thirst for revenge, you move up to discover another dozen or so armored targets emerge from the treeline some 500ft ahead.

>well fuck

>>19061371
Going with this.

>>19061416
Fuck, rolling retreat. Keep your front pointed towards them and fire backward.

>>19061438
*fire while moving backward.

>>19061416
Retreat. We can't take a dozen.

>>19061416
>well fuck Nothign
Send up in smoke.

>>19061416
Now that the autocannons are gone we ought to be able to extract Miles and get to a more defensible position. Find a good position to hold them and radio in for support.

>>19061416
>Your second panther fires a few rounds down range while maneuvering towards Mile's entrenchment as a load roar as a large black >plane< flys over the battlefield shooting delicious rockets into those pesky hovertanks.

>>19061416
FIX BAYONETS!

>>19061498
>That emblem, it's the Bounce Lord of Castle Barin!

>>19061416

Audacity wins the day. No quarter!

>>19061562
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0W-nJpZnEo&feature=related

>>19061562
>Impossible! I thought that was just a myth!

We're sitting in a Panther. One of the finest tanks of its time.

However, 4:1 odds are bad juju. Fall back, because our limit for getting blown up is one per week, and we already got some of that earlier.

>>19061606

You thought I was a WHAT, now?

Are you seriously going to let some alien scum push YOU around? Yes? SHUT THE HELL UP!

You where ordered to hold this position, and by the king your going to fucking hold this god forsaken piece of land. You help the loader ram shells as fast as you can into the 75mm, firing at anything that comes from that god damn tree line. Your Hellcat and panther follow suit.

You smell molten metal to see the Maser tanks focusing on the front plate, trying to melt though.

"NO NEGATIVE WAVES TODAY LOVE!" you hear over the radio. What the fuck?

A bloody tiger comes out of seemingly from nowhere, and lights three or so of the maser tanks up like the fourth of July.

As you see the Bounce Lord of Castle Barin return for another pass, you feel a weird pressure in your head... That fucking cunt-licking sodding sheep herding runaway son of yours, he is in that god damn plane. At least he isn't dead, and hopefully he isn't going out with some french whore or something.

More rockets scream into the masers, setting off yet another light show. If it wasn't for your injuries last time, you would think this whole thing is kinda one sided.

>>19061668
>"That fucking cunt-licking sodding sheep herding runaway son of yours, he is in that god damn plane. At least he isn't dead, and hopefully he isn't going out with some french whore or something."

Ohoho, is she in for a surprise.

>>19061668
>the Bounce Lord of Castle Barin
>mfw you actually used it

I don't really have a face to post because my HD crashed but just imagine some poorly drawn guy chuckling at his computer.

>>19061668
>actually used Bounce Lord
>I contributed in some slight insignificant way
Hooray!

>>19061668

KNOCK KNOCK, MOTHERFUCKERS

Nice to see that word has gotten around about MC.

(We really need to get a hold of those papers talking about us).

Anyways: Holler something at the plane and get back to shootin'!

You get the hell out of the cramped panther turret, something you arn't used to fighting in. You stand up and stretch your legs on the deck, while Miles runs over and picks you up. This is the second time in less then 4 hours that you are going to be hugged to death...

"You can let go now." you squeak out.
"Oh sorry Kath. I'm just so glad we managed to get out of there alive."
"Let's return to HQ now that your out of that mess."

You return with Miles' detachment without incident back to HQ.

"Miles.. You have been to Castle Barin before, right?"
"Yeah?"
"I need you to go give my thanks to the pilot of that Black plane that supported us. I'll see if I can arrange something nice for him for his actions today..."
"Whatever you say Kath" She says in a singsong voice.

You retire back to the farmhouse, ask where the nearest cot is, and pass out in it.

NEXT TIME, ON TONK WITCHES, OPERATION CRAZY IAN: will resume probably some time next week. Just got myself a month of world of tank's premium and am partying hard. As always, sexually harass me either in this thread, or on the stirkewitches quest IRC (#SWQ @RIZON.NET)

somethingsomethingsomething positive waves
(Kotters begged me to post his favorite sanyan image)

>>19061815
We should check up on the rest of the unit we awaken

>>19061877
>>19061872
Whoop never miind then. Good work panzer

>>19061872
Kotters has good taste in sanyans. Shame about his weird fetishes.

>>19061872

I'm more of a Minna fan, myself.

>inb4 shitstorm

>>19061872
Fuck you Panzer

I would hop on the IRC but my internet is slow as balls tonight.

>>19061877
I'd love to continue, but god damn am I fucking tired. And I have to go out and get milk n smokes before the stores close. ;-;

>>19061903
Minna is a good waifu, not my personal favorite, but a good one

>>19061916

so about that Ian/Kathrine/miles fapfic you were talking about where he gets punished for being a bad boy and running away from home.

>>19061935
Fuck you.

Thread's over, I can shit all over it with my mere presence all I want.

>>19061916
PERFECTLY CUTE?

>>19061942
Sanya and the other little sisters are sacred, you lewd pignut.

>>19061939

but seriously when will we get sub witches.
I want some delicious diesel girls. Nuke subs fucking suck(cool if you don't serve on them though)

>>19061903
I dunno, that fling with Crumpet tells me otherwise.

>>19061968
Good news, everyone! If Planefag actually gets back to me, I can have it ready to post for tomorrow's SWQ!

And quest on monday.

>>19061953
Fine, be that way, Ill just hang out with best waifu

>>19061982
>Best

You appear to have misposted. Let me fix that.

>>19061977

cool thanks kotters

>>19061992
You're right, I did, thanks for correcting me.

Also, isnt 3 witch quests too many witch base quests?

>>19062003
Yes. And you fucked up the image again.

>>19062014
GO AWAY YOU FUCKING BULLPUP

>>19062025
Woah, hang on now. What's wrong with bullpup?

>>19062025
Good, you fixed it.

>>19062025

Nice FAMAS

>>19062029
Bah, away with ye, and take your cheese eating, wine guzzeling, soap dodging surrender monkey with you.

Everyone knows that the best witch is a german witch.

Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein und das heißt Erika.
Heiß von hunderttausend kleinen Bienelein wird umschwärmt Erika
denn ihr Herz ist voller Süßigkeit,
zarter Duft entströmt dem Blütenkleid.
Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein und das heißt: Erika.

In der Heimat wohnt ein blondes Mägdelein und das heißt: Erika.
Dieses Mädel ist mein treues Schätzelein und mein Glück, Erika.
Wenn das Heidekraut rot-lila blüht,
singe ich zum Gruß ihr dieses Lied.
Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein und das heißt: Erika.

In mein'm Kämmerlein blüht auch ein Blümelein und das heißt: Erika.
Schon beim Morgengrau'n sowie beim Dämmerschein schaut's mich an, Erika.
Und dann ist es mir, als spräch' es laut:
"Denkst du auch an deine kleine Braut?"
In der Heimat weint um dich ein Mägdelein und das heißt: Erika.

>>19062045
You blind kid? That's a deagle.

>>19062054
>Erika
>Best

>>19062054
Enjoy your 60kg of force.

>>19062003
It's a fantastic 'verse that Planefag built. Also a great quest, and everyone wants in on the action.

If I thought I could do it, I'd run a quest of my own.

>>19062075
>Implying I am not into horrible genital mutilation. (I'm not.)
>I'm just being contrary. Because it's Kotters and he must not be seen to be happy nor to enjoy life, for his is a lot of suffering.

Really, the best Waifu is one that isn't crazy, can cook and has a loving and caring demeanor.
For straight up kills however, Erika is at the top.

>>19062157
Ah yes, all the delicious eyebrows of Perrine with none of the snobby demeanor. Lynette really isn't appreciated enough.

>>19062157
>>19062185
Lynette is low-tier

>>19062194
Is that why you won't put her in one of your filthy stories?

>>19062205
I fucking hate you guys.

>>19062185
And those silly stockings. She's one of the underage ones, right? Pity.

>>19062214
Put the pillow fort into the next one, I don't think Planefag will ever do it.

>>19062205
You know. We all just realized something terrible.
Ian is a twin. What if he has a sister?

What if Kotters starts writing?

>>19062194
You're low tier.

>>19062241
He may or may not be seeing his mother soon too. There's so much material here.

>>19062246
And don't you forget it.

>>19062241
twincest is wincest.

>>19062283
Can't spell twincest without wincest.

>>19062283
>MC and robin join in
And the win reaches critical mass when it becomes a best-friends foursome.

>>19062311
no homo.

http://tofusaur.us/res/124.html

perrine is pretty great

>>19062326
Are you kidding? You must be kidding. It'd be about time MC admitted his queergayhomolust for the young Master Kent.

>>19062348
And of course this turns Robin on like no other and she ravages Ian's twin sister. All the while Sakamoto is spying with her magic eye and starts masturbating to the sight.

aaaand now we're getting weird again.

>>19062374
Every witch would be spying on that.

Then MC finds out, an thus began the great orgy of Castle Barin

>>19062407
There was no other way this would end. As soon as Kotters posted the thread was doomed to this fate.

Tvtropes is considering deleting SW, including SWQ. Go here to have your say.


http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=13364797500A72880100&page=1

>>19062472
>Sex scenes

TV Tropes is a wretched hive of ignorance and elitism.

>>19062512
There was kissing, so I guess in their minds that equals sex. I couldn't give less fucks about TV Tropes though.

>>19062472
>TVTropes

Cannot even begin to care

>>19062472
So?

>>19062512
So is /tg/ though

>>19062578
Yeah, but /tg/ is on purpose.

>>19062472
If you're concerned about it, perhaps see if the mirror wiki will take it?

While we're all here, anyone want to venture a guess of what planefag meant by "TRUDEFAGS RESURGENT"?

I'm thinking we gunna get raped.

>>19062512
Yeah, but we're better at it.

>>19062472
>some guy brings up a bunch of points about SW being rated "safe" in Britain and rated "suitable for 12 year olds"
>next post
>I'm not worried about any of that stuff. My vote is cast.
Yeah, who cares about using facts right?

>>19062602
I forsee tears in the future. Either from Trudefags or Minnafags. Doesn't matter which, because I'll win anyway.

>>19062620
And the P-61fags. Don't forget them.

>>19062602
I will not worry. As long as the quest advances, I will be ok.

>>19062472
>It's a franchise about anthropomorphisations of military planes and tanks
>it's not pornographic by any stretch of the imagination, although there are sex scenes in it
AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA
AH MAH GAAAAWD

>>19062607
You understand what sort of person it takes to argue about the suitability of a fanservice anime on tvtropes right?

Imagine the most vile and constantly assmad wikipedia editor you can, then make him ten years younger, even lonelier, and a weaboo. Then put a dozen of them in the same place and make them argue about something they care way too much about.

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>>19062692
Yoshika x broom, OTP!

>>19062808
Perrine x her pantyhose is better.

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>>19062820
You fools! It is clear EricaxPotatoe is OTP!

>>19062886
No. No. No.
It's Power Plant X Radio Equiptment.

You're all wrong.

Lynette and Pancakes.

OTPFTA.

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>>19062950
You fools just can't see the glory of Duchess Maria x The Principality of Romagna

>>19062964
Man thats a good one. I never thought about that.