>>28968696
>>The Best Laid Plans (Find Evelyn's Lost Luggage)
Necessary detour. Doesn't mean we can't keep our eyes peeled for other stuff and/or ask one of the others to do some research for Panzerjäger.

>>28968696
>>The Best Laid Plans (Find Evelyn's Lost Luggage)

>>28968696
>>The Best Laid Plans (Find Evelyn's Lost Luggage)

>The Best Laid Plans (Find Evelyn's Lost Luggage)

You throw on the layers as quickly as you can. God is it cold out there today, and if it’s this cold now you can barely imagine how cold it’s going to be over the next few weeks. The fact that it’s so cold also give you a reason to go and look for your luggage – you’re going to need all the warm clothes you can get if Canada’s winters don’t turn into the last couple days.

“We’re going to try to find my lost luggage” You blearily say, throwing on the same shoes you’ve been wearing for the last two days now. They’re probably going to get wet, and cold.

Ugh, just one more reason to get your luggage back ASAP. Marie hands you a pair of snow boots in your size as if reading your thoughts.

“Wait, but how-“ You stammer. God, it really is too early for this shit.

“You left them at my place last year.” Marie says. YES, THANKYOU BASED FORESIGHT.

“Wait where’s Alexis?” You ask as all three of you file out, suddenly warm again.

“Playing in the snow.” Marie says, shrugging. “Can you believe she’s never seen snow before?”

No you can’t, come to think of it. But you were born and raised in Canada. You wonder what snowless winters must feel like. They must be pretty awesome in comparison.

Alexis catches up with you and you fill her in on the situation. We’re finding luggage today, not Tanks. She looks a little disappointed at that, but this is important.

“Okay,” Alexis says, pouting. “Where do we begin?”

>Lost Property
>Marshall Jourdan Park
>Bus Depot
>Other

>>28969088
>>Lost Property

>>28969088
>>Lost Property

>>28969088
>>Lost Property

>Lost Property

“Most obvious first?” You say, already starting to walk. “Lost property?”

“Sounds like a good plan to me!” Marie says, and you precede to walk towards the iron and glass superstructure of the command tower to try and find the lost property section of the ship.

The walk is slow and cold through the cold, and you notice there aren’t a hell of a lot of students out and about today. Huh, interesting. Probably all cooped up indoors in there warm clothes and warm blankets playing their video games in their warm indoors, you grumble inwardly. Fuck having to get your luggage on a day like today.

Your phone vibrates as you walk. Email. Well that’s something. You decide to check it later.

You make it to the command tower after a half hour of walking and walk up to the receptionist, a young Naval Studies girl you remember working with in English last year named Amelia Jones.

“Hey Evelyn!” Amelia says way too cheerfully for a Saturday Morning “What can I help you with?”

“Well, I’m missing my luggage” You respond
“Oh? Like a Suitcase or something?”

“Or Something” You respond, you don’t have time for this. “Try all of my luggage”

“Oh well, I’ll see what I can do for you” Amelia says, and pops out the back ‘Won’t be a minute”

Yeah, you bet she won’t.

What to do while you wait, though, you think to yourself. You may be here a little while while the Lost Property girls wade through everything.

>Converse Casually
>Call Someone (Specify)
>Check Email
>Other

>>28969447
>>Check Email

>>28969447
>>Check Email

>>28969447
>>Check Email
HIGH EFFICIENCY

>>28968696
Mr. QM, do you have a twitter account that you can give us a heads up when your threads will start?

>>28969447
>Check Email
And no recruiting the Naval Studies girls.
Yet.

Dealing with 8 hour shifts plus studies and classes is already hard enough without tankery in between. Keep it voluntary on their end.

>Check Email

You flick your phone out while you wait, taking a seat and bring up the Email app while you wait. May as well aim for that efficiency and manage your team while you wait.
Haley sits down and pulls up a magazine in French, while Marie pulls up last year’s yearbook, giggling every now and then at various points in the process. Alexis merely pulls out her phone and begin tapping away and texting – you’re not sure and who, and you don’t want to pry.
You have three emails waiting for you as the App opens:
>Dad – Just a few things.
>Kate Bradley – Confirmation of Instruction.
>Hitami Itawa – A bit of housekeeping…

>>28969655
>>Dad – Just a few things.

>>28969655
>>Hitami Itawa – A bit of housekeeping…
I bet it's your luggage

>>28969655
>>Dad – Just a few things.

>>28969655
>Kate Bradley – Confirmation of Instruction.
So how are we gonna deal with that conflict of interest bit?
Is their school gonna be in the main world tourney? That'll be fine since our school didn't make the cut-off anyway, so we aren't gonna face them.
Wonder if there are Winter Sports editions to tankery we can compete in?

>Dad – Just a few things.

You open up the email from Dad with a flick. The old man has a few things he could say that might cheer you up on a day like this.

>Hey, Gorgeous!

>I just got a bit of word from DeGaul about a new Tankery team, and I thought you might have something (or everything) to do with that, so if it is you, good luck. I also got a small promotion at my job, so thought I’d give you a little bit of an allowance I've been meaning to give you for a while.

>+$2500

>I’m fine, and Tom’s fine. He’s even taken up Rugby which is keeping him sane.

>Love you and hope all is well,

>Remember to call us sometime this week,

>Dad


You smile a bit as you close the email, and then notice another email has popped into your inbox. You glance up at the desk and notice Amelia still hasn’t returned yet.

You’ve got time to read at least one more email.

>Kate Bradley – Confirmation of Instruction.
>Hitami Itawa – A bit of housekeeping…
>Jessie Duke – DO YOU NEED SOMETHING DELIVERED FAST!?

>>28969873
>>Jessie Duke – DO YOU NEED SOMETHING DELIVERED FAST!?
WHAT?!

>>28969873
>>Kate Bradley – Confirmation of Instruction.
this.

better check if anything will going smoothly with our instructor

>>28969873
>Kate Bradley – Confirmation of Instruction.

>>28969873
>>Jessie Duke – DO YOU NEED SOMETHING DELIVERED FAST!?
Recruit into a M24 or M18, that would be awesome

>>28969961
M18 is not Tankery legal. Anything with open turret is not tankery legal.

>Kate Bradley – Confirmation of Instruction.
Moving on, you flick to the next email. The new email can wait, you think. Probably spam. Good knows the student email servers get attacked every other week by something weird and sometimes Nigerian.

>Hey Evelyn,

>I’ve squared away the paperwork and will be your instructor for the coming term, starting when your school term starts on Monday, September 30th 2013.

>I understand you might have queries of me – such as a conflict of interests between being the Tankery captain of George S. Patton and being your instructor. As you may be aware, I was recruited by West Point as a professional Tankery player last June while still a senior at George S Patton school of tankery. One requirement of my tenure with the West Point professional team is that I go out and instruct a school team at least once a year.

>I chose Sherbrooke. Not because I wanted to spy on you and report back to Patton college on everything that you did as an inside agent, but because in all my years of Tankery against your school, they have never failed to produce an exciting match.

>That being said, if I feel you are up to it, and if it ever comes down to you facing George S Patton in the finals or whatever have you, I will have no qualms going back to my previous role of Tankery commander at George S Patton and giving you a match you can truly write home about.

>Anyway, I just thought I’d write and let you know that everything is squared away and great, and you should have no problems with me as an instructor as I try and hone you to the best of your potential

>Kate Bradley
>Lieutenant, 2nd Class. Westpoint Academy.

[1/2]

[2/2]


Huh. Well that’s not something you were expecting.

You look up and Amelia has returned.

Mysteriously with no suitcase.

“I’m sorry, it’s not here” She says, shrugging sheepishly “We never got anything that had your name on it or anything.”

“Well, where too now?” Marie asks next to your elbow, looking up at you.

>Bus Depot
>Jourdan Park
>Freshman Dorms
>Other

>>28970228
>>Bus Depot
We must've left it somewhere before we boarded the Freshman bus.

>>28970228
>>Finish checking messages to see if its about luggages,
else.
>>Bus Depot

>>28970228
>Bus Depot
While checking the rest of the e-mails.

>>28970269
>>28970349
Supporting this.

>>28970040
Put a cover on it then.

>>28970375
....nope.

All Tankery tank must have historical basis on its construction. No M18 variant have closed turret variant ever produced during war, so no.

And closed turret in this definition seems refer to solid, permanent roof like you got on regular tanks, not something like you got on M36.

>Bus Depot

“Where’s the nearest bus depot for the bus company that ran us all onto the ship?” You ask Amelia. Maybe it forgot to be unpacked and could still be on the bus.

“Ummmmm…..” She says, thinking so loudly that you can almost see it hurting “About a ten minute walk from here. East and 33rd I believe.”
Oh, you know where that is. That’s over in the Glades. Cool.

You thank Amelia and head out towards the Glades, smiling as you watch a number of girls ice skating across the surface of Lake Amherst. Looking at it now, you find it hard to believe that there was a tank buried under there, let alone something quite as big as the D2.

You make your way to the Bus Depot and talk to the man behind the counter, a balding yet cheery man known as Paul, and inform him of your situation.

“…so I’ve lost my luggage,” you say, realizing that the more people you tell, the more embarrassing it becomes.

Paul simply frowns “Well we do a full clean-out of every bus after every day, so I highly doubt that we’d still have anything of yours,” He says “I’m really not sure what to tell you.”

“What about the Freshman buses?” You ask, Paul just simply nods his head.

“Yes, even those.” He says evenly “Trust me, Miss LeClerc, no-one has seen head nor tail of your luggage here. If it means so much to you, I will get one of my interns to have another look for you.”

You thank Paul and give him your number as you leave in case he finds anything. He wishes you a good day as you walk out the door.

[1/2]

[2/2]

“We are we still walking everywhere!?” Marie moans as you continue walking “Don’t we have Tanks for this kind of thing? So that we can drive everywhere?”

Actually, that’s a really good point, you hadn’t thought of that.

“We do only have $7500,” Haley says, frowning a little bit.

“Ten thousand,” You correct “My Dad sent me through a little allowance.”

“We’re going to be rich!” Marie yells, and jumps and high fives Alexis, celebrating the entire time.

“Well, what do you think, Commander?” Alexis says “We could Comp Spec a vehicle so that we get around quicker without breaking down. What do you say?”

"Great but which Tank?" You ask, raising an eyebrow

"The Tetrarch's only $2500" Marie says "We can all fit in and around it, and if we hate it we can always come back to another tank later."

The rest all nod. Welp, can;t argue with that logic.

>COMP SPEC TETRARCH?
>Y/N

>>28970667
.....Yes?

>>28970667
>>Y
LET'S DO IT.

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>>28970485
It's true that it isn't permitted due to safety concerns, but there's a clause following that regarding exceptions with open-topped vehicles (the post with the Hellcat).

But seeing as how we aren't fielding any at the moment, that's the least of our concerns right now.

>>28970667
There's four of us, and only three can (comfortably) fit in the Tetrarch.

>COMP SPEC TETRARCH?
>N

>>28970768
>>28970695 here, turning to No then.

>Y

You pull out your phone and dial the Tank Emporium’s number. You should really put that shit on speed-dial now that you think about it. Might come in handy later.

“Coapes Tank Emporium.”

“Hi, Mister Coapes? Can we get the Tetrarch fixed up to Competition Specifications please?” You say, maybe a little nervously. Or maybe that’s your teeth chattering in the cold, you’re not sure which.

“Ah, Miss LeClerc,” Mister Coapes says cheerfully “Sure, I can get right on that and I’ll have it ready by tonight. Does that sound good?”

>CONFIRM COMP SPEC TETRARCH?
>Y/N

>Alternatively, you can Comp Spec a different tank, provided you have the money

>>28970886
N, lets find the rest of the tanks before upgrading.

>>28970886
>N
Something with more than three seats please.
>COMP SPEC 40M TURAN I

>>28970886
>N
Comp.Spec the Matilda instead. If that is not an option, let's keep looking.

>in and around it
But that only means one of them will still be freezing outside.

>>28970886
Hmm... If we go by the same rules as Schteel, CompSpec will only be available by the next day, if we do put in the order.
The ones with sufficient space for the girls would blow our entire budget, however.

Alternate plan if we do go through with this is to leave one person behind at the library to communicate often with the Away Team.
Or ride on top, though I dunno how safe that's gonna be, and the Mounties might give us trouble for it.

For now, I'm gonna go with
>N
Save the money for now.

>N, but undecided on what else.

“Actually, the Tetrarch only holds three people, doesn’t it?”

“Indeed it does, Miss LeClerc”

“Well, we’ve got four so we might hold off on it until we find a tank that seats four no problem”

“Okay, Miss LeClerc. Remember that the shop is open any time you want to call it.”

“No worries Mister Coapes, sorry and have a good one!”

The phone goes dead and you turn to see Haley looking neutrally at you, Alexis still playing in the snow like a giddy five year old, and Marie pouting.

“So I take it we’re still walking then.” Marie says, still pouting til she’s read in the face.

“Oh come on, Marie” You say.

“Nope”

“Marie….”

“Nup”

“Marie”

“Nope”

“Ma-“

“Nope”

“-rie”

“Nope”

“I’ll carry you,” You say, more as a way to keep her happy for now than anything.

“Really?” Marie smiles and jumps onto your shoulders, as she does so, your stomach grumbles a little bit.

“Lets head in the direction of…..” Marie pauses, and hesitates, looking down from her perch on your shoulders to you.

“Where are we going?”

>Marshall Jourdan Park, maybe no-one picked it up at all.
>Freshman Dorms, maybe one of the Freshman picked it up by accident.
>Other

>>28971196
>Freshman Dorms

>>28971196
>>Freshman Dorms, maybe one of the Freshman picked it up by accident.
Let's find that freshman we met on the bus earlier. Look for Arcadia's dorm.

>>28971196
>Freshman Dorms, maybe one of the Freshman picked it up by accident.
Recruitment, ho!

>Freshman Dorms
“Freshman Dorms,” you say, ticking off the possibilities on your fingers. “I didn’t leave it on the bus and it wasn’t reported abandoned or lost, so someone had to have picked it up.”

“Freshman Dorms, HO!” Marie says from your shoulders, and, after taking a brief moment to collect Alexis from the snow and possibly hypothermia and frostbite, you set off in that direction.

“What Tanks do you think are still left out there to find?” Marie asks everyone as you walk, taking in the sights and sounds of the snow and the giggles of the girls as they precede to have the most fun they can in it. You sigh, if this was a school day, everyone would be just as miserable.

“I hope we get more French ones” Marie says.

“I’m still holding out hope for the Sentinel,” Alexis says “maybe even the Thunderbolt variant with the 17 pndr.”

“I’m just happy for Tanks,” You shrug “But I hope we get some better cannons on some of them, because we’re looking a bit weak in that department.”

You make your way to the Freshman dorms – a complex of various apartments and rooms of all shapes and sizes. Since Sherbrooke’s dorms work on a rotational basis of classes, this was last years seniors dorms, but the Freshman are still able to change rooms and come and go as they please. You report into the office and begin the search, eventually stopping enough students to level your search down to one apartment block, and four rooms….

>Check Room 1
>Check Room 2
>Check Room 3
>Check Room 4
>Other

>>28971483
>Check Room 3
3's the lucky number here.

>>28971483
>Check Room 3

>>28971483
>Other
Alright, let's split up gang!

>>28971483
>Check Room 1

>>28971543
Split the party, its not like we can die or anything.

>Check Room 3
You decide to knock on the door to room 3….

And Arcadia Chapman, the freshman you talked too on the bus, answers the door.

“Hey Evelyn!” She says, grinning. “Come on in!”

You invite yourself in, with your three other friends coming in as well, squeezing yourself into Arcadia’s giant apartment sized bedroom of a dorm. Littered against the walls are rifles, a couple bags and a small screen TV with a few DVD cases lying around it.

And that’s when your eyes see it, nametags and all….

YOUR LUGGAGE.

Arcadia notices as you as you see it. ‘Oh yeah, you left that at the dropoff” she says a little nervously “You left in such a rush I thought it must have been important and thought I'd catch you up later and besides….” She blushes “You were one of the few people that were actually nice to me.”

Aracadia picks up a rifle from the wall and puts it over her shoulder, unloaded and cracked for safety, but still looking deadly regardless. ‘Anyway, I was just about to head out to do a little bit of practice, do you want to come with?”

>Watch Arcadia Practice
>Embark on SubQuest (Specify)
>Get Lunch
>Other

>>28971709
>>Watch Arcadia Practice
This is a great recruitment opportunity guys.

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>>28971696
It's not like mass murderers enter boats or anything.

>>28971709
>>Watch Arcadia Practice
idk why

>>28971709
>Watch Arcadia Practice
We marksman now?

>>28971709
>Watch Arcadia Practice
Moose hunting 101.

>Watch Arcadia Practice

“Sure we’d love too” You say, and Marie, Haley and Alexis all nod too. They’ve already taken a shining to the young shy marksman.

“Great!” Aracadia says excitedly and practically run out the door “I actually need you guys to do me a favour – I need you to be a spotter on the shooting course for me.”

“Yeah, okay” You say, confused. You turn to Alexis and mouth ‘what’s a spotter?’. Alexis just shrugs quietly in response.

Youe eventually make your way to the port side deck, where you notice the most goregopus view of the Hudson Strait engulfing the ship.

Arcadia takes no notice of it and merely goes about her business, fidgeting with a couple of bullets and safety gear as she loads her rifle. She points you to a machine that looks like a turret from Team Fortress 2 “When I yell pull, I need you to press the button 5 times on that”.

“5 times?” you ask, walking over.

“Yep” Arcadia says, suddenly confident. Brave. In her Element.

She pauses and squares on to the Hudson Strait, squaring her rifle to her shoulder, and breathes deep once. You can see the breath from here – it’s just one fluid motion.

“Alright, PULL” She yells at you, as you tap the button five times.

Five Clay Pidgeons come rocketing out of the machine, whistling away from the ship across the Hudson Strait.

[1/2]

[2/2]

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG

You stare in dumbfounded shock.

Holy shit, none of those even came close to touching the water or the nature that was so agonizingly close to the boat itself.

Arcadia breathes and cracks her gun open before mumbling a “All clear”.

“Holy Shit! That was Amazing!” You say, walking back over to Arcadia.

“Yeah, autoloaders a little slow, might have to sand it down” She says, looking down at the gun with a slight frown “Cost me about a tenth of a second…”

“You mean you could have been faster?” You ask incredously. Arcadia just nods.

Holy shit, you just might need to get this girl in a tank soon…..

>RECRUITMENT OPPURTUNITY: ARCADIA CHAPMAN
>Y/N?

>>28972142
>>Y
SHE WAS INTERESTED IN TANKERY WHEN WE TALKED TO HER ON THE BUS.
LET'S MAKE HER OUR GUNNER.

>>28972105
>>28972142
With a rifle? Hory fucking shet, yes!

>>28972142
>Y

We'll never know before try.

We really should get her some good tank later if she join.

>Y

“Well, wanna hop in a tank and see how your gunnery goes then?” You ask, probing her for a response. She grins and takes off her safety goggles.

“No”

……..

……..

Wait, what!?

“No?” You ask, not quite sure you heard it correctly still.

“No,” Arcadia repeats, still smiling, but this time politely rather than the grin of pleasure she got out of shooting the five clay targets like they were nothing.

“Look, Evelyn, you’re a really nice person and I have no doubts you have all the Tankery expertise in the world at your disposal, but think of the autoloader on the rifle. That cost me time. Imagine what that could do with a bad loader in a tank.”

You stop and think. Huh, she has a point.

“I’d get frustrated. You’d get frustrated as commander, and we’d have a huge FUBAR on our hands” Arcadia stops and thinks, her eyes going very narrow and thoughtful “Find me a crew with a good loader and a commander who can tell me to put rounds through whatever they want me too, though, and you have yourself a deal.”

>SUBQUEST UNLOCKED: THE ACE OF SPADES
>Find an Ace crew to pair with Arcadia

“Alright, you got yourself a deal” You say, shaking Arcadia’s hand.

“Well I gotta go, but it was nice seeing you” Arcadia says, turning to leave and head back to the drom. ‘I’ll drop your luggage off now I know which dorm room you have!”
Thankyou based god.

“So what do we do now?” Marie asks

>Subquest: The Ace of Spades
>Subquest: Panzerjager
>Subquest: See the World through the sights of a Tank
>Get Lunch
>Other

>>28972424
>>Subquest: Panzerjager
after
>Get Lunch

>>28972424
>Subquest: Panzerjager

>>28972424
>Subquest: Panzerjager
How many Ace crews does this boat have? The one we do know it has is currently suffering from hardcore PTSD.

>>28972424
>>Subquest: Panzerjager
We need to find MORE TANKS.

>>28972530
Not to mention they are under ISL watch

>>28972599
Pretty sure that will go away before the PTSD does.

>>28972424
>Subquest: Panzerjager
Wonder how many more tanks can be found topside?
If we're gonna go to the interior of the schoolship, we'll need a guide.

>Subquest: PanzerJager
“Well there’s still one tank above deck we can find plus two more below deck if we want to go venture down there” You say. Your stomach grumbles loudly. OH BOY TIME FOR LUNCH!

Bereft of any form of wheels, you decide to walk into the nearest fast food place: Burger King, and order yours a bunch of whooper. All four of you scoff those down with reckless abandon – yep, you were all as hungry as you though after the morning of trying to chase down your luggage and hire an Ace Gunner.

Sitting contendly after your meal and letting the food digest, Marie looks over at you. ‘Whats the plan of attack for going after these tanks?”

>Call Other Crew(Specify), Search around topside
>Search around Topside (Go it alone)
>Call Other Crew(Specify), Search around below deck
>Search around below deck (Go it alone)
>Other

>Sorry to say this guys, but updates might be a bit sporadic for the next little while. I'll update when I can regularly post again.

>>28972794
>Call Other Crew(Specify), Search around topside
Get the mini-Mounties. Mounties are good at this kind of thing, right?

>>28972837
I thought they were good at handling riots. Then again, the most catastrophic riots in Canada are two dudes holding a sign that reads "I'm slightly upset"

>>28972837
They wanted to keep quiet about their involvement though.

I guess we could still have them search. Just send an anonymous tip that some students are ransacking so and so place.

>>28972142
Sounds like Tom Knapp
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5uHt4AwYb4

>>28972794
>Call Other Crew (Labrador), Search around topside
We need their dog for tank sniffing.

>>28972957
Can make a Chariot pulled by dogs

>>28972794
>Call Other Crew (Mounties) TOPSIDE
>Call Other Crew (Labrador) Below deck

>>28972899

Yep. Perfect comparison.

>>28969534

Yes. @CanadianIron. Most thread start at 11pm GMT or before. Monday - Thursday.
>Call Other Crew(Mounties), Search around topside

“We’ll search topside” You say, picking up your phone and dialling Fay’s number.

“Getting the Mounties on the line?” Marie asks you, stuffing a fry into her mouth.
“You know me so well.”

“Hello Evelyn” Fay answers quietly.

“Hey Fay, we’re just going searching for Tanks and wanted to know whether you wanted to come with?”

“Well I’m on duty, but I can send my understudies to wherever you’re going to be to meet up with you” Fay says, “They’re good kids, you’ll like them.”

“Oh I have no doubt,” You say “Tell them to meet us at-“

>The Glades
>Jourdan Park
>The Solar Farm
>School Campus
>Other

>>28973065
>The Glades
This name just rings nicely.

Also, does anybody else think the Ace Crew we will be looking for is in the other three rooms we didn't check?

>>28973065
>>The Glades
>>28973121
I doubt the the rest of the Ace Crew are Freshman.

>>28973065
>The Solar Farm

>>28973065
>The Solar Farm
We've been thwarted last time, now we have the authorities with us! Sort of.

>>28973065
>>28973065
Forgot your trip

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>The Solar Farm

>they cultivate suns
I need to see this.

>Solar Farm
“-at the Solar Farm.” You say

“Where Eden and I busted you yesterday?” Fay chuckles “Alright, works for me.”

She hangs up.

You walk through to the Solar Farm and slip through the same hole as you slid through yesterday, keeping an eye out for anyone who could spot you the entire time. Your crew do the same thing, everyone trying to keep an eye on an any would be witnesses to trespassing – there is no way any of you are being caught again.

Suddenly, you spot a flash of red, and then another and another.

“Our Mountie friends?” Marie says from behind you as they make spot you and hurry over, all of them taking the same precautions as you did.

“Let’s hope they really are friends.” You mumble as they approach.

The lead one tips her hat to you as she approaches, but her face doesn’t break out into any smiles or grins at all. She seems a little grim and proper.

“Evelyn LeClerc?”

>Polite
>Neutral
>Boast

>>28973522
>>Polite

>>28973522
>Polite
I'm getting British commando raid vibes with all this sneaking around.

>>28973522
>Polite
I come in peace.

>>28973522
>>Boast
No doubt

>Polite

“I come in peace!” You say, holding up your hands in surrender. The Junior Mountie grins and then laughs as soon as you do, still chuckling as you sheepishly lower your hands.

“Fay sent us. It’s okay” The lead one says, and tips her hat at you, the other two Mounties do the same “I’m Louisa Banff, this is Alberta Jasper and and Amber Yoho”

“Alberta, huh?” Marie says.

“Shut up, I’ve heard all the jokes” Alberta snaps back.

“So, tank hunting…..” Louisa says “I thought the Tankery team were well equipped?”

“We are…” You scratch the back of your head nervously “…but the school lost a few tanks so we’re trying to get them back.” As you say that both Alberta and Amber begin elbowing Louisa in the back and whispering excitedly. “What are they saying?”

“They’re saying to show you the Tank they saw on their rounds yesterday. I keep telling them its obviously not a working tank and that it’s a statue but they just won’t quit.”

>Investigate "Tank"
>Look Elsewhere (Specify)
>Other

>>28973805
>Investigate "Tank"
I'm sure we can work with a statue.

>>28973805
>>Investigate "Tank"
Who makes a statue of a tank? Just use a real one

>>28973805
>Investigate "Tank"

>>28973805
>Investigate "Tank"

>>28973805
>>Investigate "Tank"
If it's a tank, it's a tank.

>Investigate “Tank”

“Show me.” You say.

The mounties tell you to follow and lead you back from the way they came, looking over their shoulder and around the entire time.

“We’re keeping an eye out for Eden” Louisa explains “It appears you really left an impression on her. She’s out for your head.”

Great…..

“Chin up though,” Louisa continues, looking at the other two freshman who seem to be trying to push the other into any oncoming traffic “We all prefer Fay, and we’d all report to her if we thought we could get away with it, and Fay likes you, so its not like we’re going to dob you into Eden or anything.”

Louisa smiles as she rounds the corner to a new park that you’d never seen on the boat before. In fact, you’ve never even seen this park. A giant sign out the front says “TOMMY BURNS PARK”.

A sign underneath reads “For those who have fought and died for this country, we salute you.”
A Tank guards the entrance to the Park, its long gun pointing out across the trees.
“Huh, it’s a Valentine” you remark and send Marie to climb up onto it to see whether it works.

She quickly jumps on the Tank and unbuttons the hatch, poking around inside. She’s gone for about 5 minutes before she pokes her head up from the command hatch, this time covered in soot and grease.

“Everything appears to be in working order!” She says.

You grin. Awesome.


>TANK UNLOCKED: VALENTINE


“What do we do with it?” Louisa asks.

>Call someone (Specify)
>Keep searching

>>28973805
>Investigate "Tank"
Well, with any luck it's a non-functional hulk which we can rebuild.

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19 KB JPG

And here's the picture

>>28974356
>>Call someone (Specify)
SEAMAN

>>28974356
So we're allowed to take any tanks we find, even if they're a memorial?

>>28974356
>Call someone (Specify)
Administration or something so can lift the tank off their hands.

>>28974356
>Call someone (Charlotte DeGaul)
Ask for permission first if we can use the Valentine in the memorial park.

>>28974491
Yeah, lets make sure we're in the clear for this.

I don't think they'll let us use this tank, it's a war memorial.
>Keep searching

Not to mention the evil Mounties will wonder how we got it if it is in a place that's sealed off.

>Australian
>Not complaining about the cold
>Canadian
>Complaining about the cold

Alexis must come from Victoria

>Call (Degaul)

You pick up your phone and call the Headmistress. Holy Crap, A Valentine. They’re meant to be pretty good Tanks, all things considered.

Ring-Ring

Ring-Ring

“Headmistress’ office”

“Ms DeGaul?”

“Ah yes, Miss LeClerc, everything going swimmingly I see?”

‘Well yeah, we just found a Tank”

“I should hope so. That is, after all, what I got you to do is it not?”

“Yeah but its being used as a War Memorial at Tommy Burns Park”

“Ohhhh right. Yes. That Tank. The school didn’t think it worked or ever had. Consider it waived. I’ll call seaman immediately to arrange a pick-up….”

>TANK UNLOCKED: Valentine II (Vintage)

“Will that be all Ms LeClerc?”

>Yeah
>Nah (Specify what you want to talk about)
>Other

>>28974736
>>Yeah

>>28974736
>Other
Yes ma'am.

Show some respect.

>>28974736
>Nah (tanks below deck)
Ask if she has an approximate idea where in the Darkness Below the tanks are.

>>28974736
>Nah (Specify what you want to talk about)
"We've been advised by Seaman not to go below decks when searching for any lost tanks, unless we have a proper escort. Is there anyone who's been around here long enough that knows all the nooks and crannies inside it?"

Seaman is actually bitter about tankery because she's related to the dude that was put in a coma. Most likely her boyfriend?

>>28974869
> Seaman
> Semen

>Nah (Escort Below)

“Actually, Seaman said there’s a couple tanks below “ You say “She also said not to go down there without an escort…..”

“…yes, tragic that. It appears every other week we have a Naval Studies student who goes down for maintenance and gets stuck or lost down there in one form or another.” DeGaul says

‘Well, I was wondering how we would go about getting an escort?” You ask.

“Well you’d need an advanced senior Naval Studies student. Someone like Samantha herself would be a good idea, but by all reports, you and her seem to have got off on a bad footing. I’ll give you the number of another girl: Carrie Reeves. She seems to be very good with navigation below decks.

You make a note of that name: Carrie Reeves. Its another you think you’ve heard before, but the thought passes.

“Alternatively, you have my permission to go down there yourself, which overrides Ms Seaman. However, I take no responsibility if you get lost down there at all.”

“Now will that be all, Ms Seaman?”

Your stomach rumbles at that. Almost time for dinner, you think.

>Hang Up
>Search for Tanks
>Have Dinner
>Other

>>28975077
Just get a long string and use it to trace your way back. Hopefully no one fucks with it

>>28975077
>>Have Dinner
Ehh, we can search for tanks tomorrow.

>>28975077

>"Now will that be all, Ms Seaman"

Meant to be LeClerc. Holy fuck this flu is killing me.

>>28975077
>Hang Up
>Have Dinner

>every other week we have a Naval Studies student who goes down for maintenance and gets stuck or lost down there
Ten bucks say they either:
_ Formed a civilization of their own down there, that barely remembers life on deck, and thinks the inside of the ship is all the universe. The Ship is All. The Ship Moves.
_ Awakened a Balrog. Oh my. Balrogs aren't Senshado legal.

>>28975077
>Have dinner
>Don't hang up

second one is a joke, obviously, but why are you giving us the choice to hang up? Flu must really be getting to you

>>28975077
>Have Dinner
Thank you. Yes, that will be all indeed.
I guess we should target the prototype in the storage holds first by tomorrow, since we have a lead on that one at least.

>>28975077
>Search for Tanks

>Have Dinner

“No that’ll be Ms DeGaul, thankyou.” You say hanging up and then turning to the assorted Mountie cadets as well as your crew. You notice the ARV just rounding the bend as you hang up and direct the Naval Studies students to the Valentine and how to wedge it off of its pedestal without damaging anything. You got this, you feel like saying to yourself.

“Who wants Dinner?” You say excitedly to the mounties and your crew, waiting until you’ve got all of their attentions. “My Shout!”

They all yell in excitement.

You all decide to eat out at Wendy’s stuffing your collective faces with as many burgers as they can swallow. When you finish, you relax in your chair, feeling fat, bloated, full and content. Yep, you needed that food.

“Alright, what are we going to do for the rest of the night?” Marie asks you, the Mounties all turn and look at you as well – they want in on this too.

>Movie
>Games
>Sleep
>Tanks
>Other

>>28975365
>>Movie
LET'S RAISE THAT MORALE AND WATCH COOL MOVIES

>>28975365
>Movie
Everyone pile into the dorm, why not?

>>28975365
>Movie
Let's watch Dudley Do-Good and check with the Mounties if it is an accurate portrayal.

>>28975365
> Movie
Mad Max

>Movie

“Alright, everyone to mine!” You say ‘We’re going to the LeClerc Theater.”

“Oooooh whats playing tonight?” Alberta asks, suddenly very excited. Shit, you hadn’t thought that far ahead yet.

Uhhhhhhhhhh……

“We’ll work it out when we get there” You say with more confidence than you thought you could muster. “I’m thinking Dudley Do-good?” you ask jokingly.

Predictably, the Mounties boo you as you all head up to get out of the Wendys and head home.

Squishing into your dorm is another matter. Cushions are thrown everywhere into makeshift beds and there’s a hearty amount of giggling between all the girls as you sit down on the couch, resting your tired legs.

Additional blankets are procured from every which way as you put on the DVD. Eh, you may as well put on something that has tanks in it so that these girls can get a feel for what they’re getting themselves into.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_LJPV-x1l3s

You find yourself tired enough that your eyes shut even during the Tank fight scene. The girls gasp and awww at every shell hitting the shermans and the tiger, and yet you….

Can’t…….

Awake……

ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…….

>END DAY

Okay, thanks all for today, and sorry about the quality. My sporadic updates were due to a sudden bout of flu.

We will be running on Monday Night 11pm GMT. This gives me all weekend to recover and prep for monday where we'll either find more crews or more tanks.

Speaking of weekend, if you aren;t already, play GermanSchteel's GuP: Lafayette Girls Academy....its the better bigger sister to this one.

Thanks again guys and so sorry for the frequent fuck ups...they'll be corrected by next week.

>>28975652
Oh boy. More face graffiti for the next day.

>>28975701
Thanks for running. And get well man.

>>28975701
Don't worry m8, get well soon.
Thanks for running on the weekdays.

>>28975701
Schteel runs weekends, you run weekdays. Nice arrangement.

I prefer this quest already

>>28975701

Corecction: We'll miss out over the christmas break, sorry guys.

>>28976476
Don't have to write as much

>>28976476
Noooooo!

Also what gun is the Valintine's using 2pdr?

>>28976476

By which I mean Christmas Eve/Christmas and probably Boxing Day

Previously: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/28953379/#p28959893

A look of surprise appears on Rick's face before dissolving into a smile

“So you boys aren't fresh, that means I can throw you in the deep end, eh” he says with a wink

“Really though, we don't have any Heavy tanks that would make this an even fight, we don't have any Heavy tanks at all” he says the last part with emphasis “I think the only fair match will be when you're outnumbered”

“How outnumbered?” you ask

“We'll start off with two and see where it goes” Rick replies earnestly “Don't worry, you'll do fine”

“I'm not worried, I took a break because I don't want to worry”

“It's all good in the hood” Rob says before polishing off his beer

“When's Hamish getting back?” he asks, thinking you know more than he does

“Dunno, I'll send him a message” you say, because you don't

Rick stops leaning over the bar and moves back towards the door, “you guys don't look that busy, c'mon and check out the rest of the tanks”

You and Rob follow as he makes his way through the door and towards the Hangars you'd spotted earlier. The heat hits you again, but this time with much less intensity

You look up at and see the sun sitting noticeably lower, “It's going to be dark soon”

“There's no swamp ghosts 'round here if that's what you're worrin' about”

“No, just mentioning it”

>>28976753
Rick reaches the door of the first hanger
“Here we are, Hanger number one” he informs you while switching on the lights “this is where the club owned tanks can be found, the privately owned tanks are in the other hanger”

You're slightly impressed by the selection, spotting quite a few M4A1s, Stuarts, M24 Chaffees and M3 Lees
“You only have American tanks” Rob asks noticing the same tanks as you

Rick answers in the affirmative “Yeah, it's easier securing them as most American tanks have found their way back to the US, ammo is easier to procure from NATL and so are replacement parts, and they're cheap as shit”

“Can we have a look at the Privately owned tanks?” you ask wanting to see the competition and to see if there's something cool
“Yup, we're going there next!”

You tell Rob to go with Rick while you grab the tank. As the V12 roars into life belching smoke you see Hamish pull into the yard and next to you

>[2/?]

>>28976799
“Ready to go?” He asks leaning out the window

“Not yet, gotta store this tank, and check out the others” you respond “hey move your car, I gotta pivot turn and I don't want to wing it”

With that Hamish pulls around you and to the last hanger. As you pull up to the Hanger you see Hamish hauling a door singlehandedly, with Rob and Rick taking the other

While manuevering inside you notice the privately owned tanks are pretty interesting and sparse. A T-34/76, an M4 with a 105mm, an M10 Wolverine. “It's pretty empty” you
think to yourself as a breeze blows through “lots of room”

You slot the tank in next to the rest of them, “Damn that looks good” you say aloud while dismounting

“You keep talking about tanks like they're trim” Rob jests “Everyone's going to think you're a psycho”

You can't help but shrug while giving an unapologetic look

>[3/?]

>>28976911
“Alright we should probably head out” you say to Robert and Rick “Hey, where's Hamish?”

“He said he was gonna get the shells out of the car”

You walk outside to help him, but it appears Hamish can handle it as he walks up to you holding a garbage bag
“You put the shells in a garbage bag?”

“What? I didn't want to make more than one trip” he replies “I've also got the track extenders in here, hopefully it doesn't tear”

“Or we'll be turned to paste” you finish

“Don't worry, I'll be gentle” he says with a smile

>>28976971
Shit, keep forgetting to number them. That's it for today though

>>28976994
>>28976971
>>28976911
>>28976799
>>28976753
What.

>>28977097
Never seen writefagging before?