>>36330068
> “Of course she is!”
DO YOU EVEN KNOW MY NAME?! WE'VE BEEN FRIENDS FOR HOW LONG?!

>>36330068
>> “Of course she is!”
Most definitely, probably

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>>36330068
Are we voiced by Steve Bloom?

>>36330068
>“I hope so.”
She did show us the Gustav and all.

>>36330195
Why would you ask that?

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>>36330231
Chill, man. I just like to picture various VAs voicing quest characters.

He's really the coolest.

>>36330068
>> “Of course she is!”

>>36330310
But.. Rookie is a she.. so unless Steve is doing his Digimon voice it's not happening.

> “Of course she is!”

“Of course she is!” You stand by the Neuroi girl as she flips up your shirt tails, curious of your trousers. “But look, Rosemary, I know things are a bit heated here,” you say as your toes curl up a bit in the snow. “But she’s trying to help us, I can feel it!”

Rosemary is quiet for a second, then scratches her chin. “So let me guess, you want me to help you hide her until you can figure out what she’s trying to ask of you, because if anyone with any sense in their mind sees her, they’ll blast her with full auto blazing and basically destroy her.” You nod at that. “Well… I dunno.”

“Come on, Rosemary, please?” You beg, pleading with your eyes and handing. “I’d be so grateful!”

Rosemary rolls her eyes. “If I get in trouble?” She looks at you, to see you still pleading. Neuroi Nanny joins in, motioning in the same way. She sighs. “Okay, fine. I’ll help you. But you gotta stay quiet about this.”

You nod, hugging her deeply. She pats your back, reluctantly. “Great, great!” You pull back. “Now, we just need to hide her somewhere, but where…”

> “Let’s go to your fighting position!”
> “Let’s bury her in the snow!”
> “Rosemary, any ideas?”
> Write in

>>36330618
>“Rosemary, any ideas?”
She knows the situation here.

>>36330618
>> “Rosemary, any ideas?”
What's the place people don't really look or go to?

>>36330618
>> “Rosemary, any ideas?”
Maybe Bohater can help us.

>>36330618
Dress her up and stuff her in a closet.

>>36330618
Snow witch!

> “Rosemary, any ideas?”

“Me? Ideas?” She chuckles a bit, stepping around the Neuori girl and sizing up every little detail of her. “Goodness, Rooks. The only thing you’ll find from me about this is maybe tossing her in a closet or something and hoping nobody opens it up.”

“Oh come on!” you look around. You’re in a forest! This must be Helvetia! Why do you now suddenly realize this? “We need to hide her! If we get caught with her, our asses are going to get tanned so hard they’ll mount them over a fireplace!”

“Relax, relax.” Rosemary takes on a pensive look to herself. “Hm..” She snaps her finger. “I got an idea.”

-

-

You place the helmet over the Neuroi girl, then tip it over her head. “Right, now don’t do anything stupid.” She nods. What you have done is let her into Bohater’s fighting position. Thankfully, the little Polanian is asleep. But to further hide her, you got her spare uniform and some of Rosemary’s stockings, and dressed her up until she looks like a witch from a distance. The Strikers were a bit of an issue until she detached them, showing that she didn’t even have any legs in the first place.

She grew some quite fast, and they’re quite lovely. But it was very scary for just that moment. You look to Rosemary and ask, “What if she wakes up?”

“Bohater?” Rosemary folds her arms up, smirking. “She doesn’t even scream when I tickle her. It should be fine.”

“And if it’s not?” you ask.

“Trust me,” she says. She scratches her chin. “Though, I wonder about you.” You tilt your head. What? “You’re supposed to still be in Liberion, if people catch you, there’ll be questions to ask.”

> You better hide me too.
> Forget it, you’re not burying me in the snow.
> Write in

>>36331386
>You better hide me too.

>>36331386
> You better hide me too.

>>36331386
>> You better hide me too.
No chances

>>36331386
> You better hide me too.
Are we gonna end up hiding in a snowman?

>>36331490
Do you wana build a ssnooow man?

>>36331386
>> Forget it, you’re not burying me in the snow.

>>36331386
> You better hide me too.

>>36331386
> You better hide me too.

>>36331490
There isn't enough snow to cover Rookie's butt.

> You better hide me too.

Snap, she’s right. “Okay, fine, fine,” you say. “You will have to hide me.” But where is there to hide? It is not like she has any more spare uniforms or legwear. And you are certainly not going to dig a fighting position here and now!

Rosemary hands you a shovel. “Here, we’re going to dig.”

“What?” you ask.

“Dig.” She picks up her entrenching tool then quickly starts shoveling out snow. Following her lead, you quickly start digging as well. “Just big enough for you, come on, come on.” You hurriedly dig, as quietly as you can though, to avoid waking Bohater or any of the nearby garrison up. However, the night is starting to become pitch black already, and by the time you finished, you can barely see Rosemary.

“Alright.” What you have before you now is just a simple hole. “Get in.” You hop in, then Rosemary throws a tarp over you and hands you her helmet. “Sehr gut.” She quickly starts piling snow on top of you.

“What are you doing!?”

“Hiding you,” you say.

“Why didn’t we do this for Nemesis?!” you whisper.

She shrugs. “I dunno.” She places a slab of snow over your head, nearly blinding you with all the flakes and droplets. Ugh, Rosemary never was good with plans, but finally, you’re partially buried in the snow, the only thing visible is your helmet.

…

“This is hopeless!” you say. “We’re not going to get anything done like this!”

“What, would you prefer I bury you headfirst? Your rear is so big that we’d be defending that instead of this hill!” says Rosemary in biting response. Ugh, you will never hear the end of that.

“Rosie!” You can hear the other witches in the distance. “Alright, stay quiet, I’m going to go ward off the others,” she says. She quickly jumps up then starts jogging away, rifle in hand.

Great.

> Try to talk to Neuroi Girl
> Remain quiet
>Write in

>>36331900
>Remain quiet
And it all goes tits up in 3... 2... 1...

>>36331900
>Remain quiet
Pout

>>36331900
>> Remain quiet

>Ugh, Rosemary never was good with plans,

Heh.

>>36331900
> Try to talk to Neuroi Girl
She can talk to us in our mind, right? Who says it doesn't work both ways?

>>36331900

> Try to talk to Neuroi Girl

Interaction with best girl is rare, better get it in while we can.

>>36331900
>Your rear is so big that we’d be defending that instead of this hill!”
Ufufu

> Remain quiet

You sigh, your breath turning into visible vapor as it leaves your mouth. This sucks. You wish you were back in Liberion. Now that you think about it, you did leave in quite a hurry. What the heck are the Commander and the 509th doing right now? Maybe they’re making arrangements to come back to the front as you speak.

That’d be nice. That shows they at least care about you.

Oh whatever, Rosemary should be back soon.

Neuroi Nemesis pokes your head, curious. You slap her away. “No!” you whisper. “Go back!” She tilts her head, curiously. “You have to hide!” you say. She still hovers about you, apparently not needing her Strikers. “Go!”

You look past her, then see Bohater stirring. Oh no. She turns her helmet up, opening her eyes. They shoot open immediately when they look upon Nemesis and you.

…

She quickly tries to go for her rifle.

> “STOP!”
> Tackle her
> Write in

>>36332587
>Tackle her

>>36332587
>“STOP!”
I'm sure talking will work and we wont both get shot. Completely sure.

>>36332587
>> Tackle her

capcha: boyonets rtsaveh

>>36332587
>Tackle her

Rook tackles Bohater. The gun goes off. Rose goes down. It's all quite sad.

I'm not paranoid dammit!

>>36332587
> Tackle her

>>36332587
> Write in
"I won it in a poker game and if you so much as sneeze on it I will tear your asshole inside-out with a bayonet."

>>36332587
> Tackle her
>>36332703
Please rein in your worry anon.

>>36332587
Rather than tackle her, let's just stand in front of her, it's not like she can scream anyway and I rather not try and hold down a tank witch

> Tackle her

You burst out of the snow like a rising storm of patriotism and liberty. You land upon Bohater’s back and pull her backwards. She kicks her legs up, trying to get free as you wrap your arms around her neck, trying to hold her down. “Bohater! Bohater! Let me explain!” you say. She bites down on your arm. “AAAAHHH!” Ah, the little bitch!

She forces your arms off, then turns over and start crawling for her gun. Nope! You jump on her again and try to keep her down with your weight. All the weight that an air witch can be expected to bring.

That’s optimistic.

She reaches out for her gun, gritting her teeth and slapping the ground with her other free hand in frustration. “Come on! Let me explain!” you say.

“What’s going on here!?” A Lantern shines on you three. You both look up to see Johannes Bucholz, with a lantern and a rifle in hand. He looks relatively surprised at the fact that that there two witches on top of each other, and there’s a Neuroi girl in Bohater’s spare uniform as well.

…

> “I can explain.”
> Johannes is sane, he can figure it out
> Write in

>>36333118
>“I can explain.”
It's not a very good explanation, but it is an explanation.

>>36333118
>> “I can explain.”

>>36333118
> “I can explain.”
There is a perfectly logical and reasonable explanation for this.

>>36333118
> “I can explain.”

>>36333118
> “I can explain.”

> “I can explain.”

You hold up your hands. “Johannes. I can explain.”

He nods, glancing between you, Nemesis, and Bohater. “Right. Explain why you have Nemesis in that fighting position and why you’re on top of Bohater. I don’t imagine it’s because you’re just being girls, ja?”

You get off of Bohater, then stand up. “Listen, this Neuroi helped me once, during the Gustav crisis some time ago?” He nods at that. “And then uh… well, she’s back, and apparently she wants to help me again. By bringing me here all the way from Liberion to the frontline.”

Bohater stares at you as if you just grew a penis on your forehead, as does Johannes.

“Look, it’s a lot to take in, I know,” you say. “But that is the truth. She will not harm you intentionally.” Nemesis nods, floating besides you innocently. “See? She wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

Johannes places the lantern down, then crosses his arms. “Uh… alright, I believe you, young lady. But-…” He scratches his chin, a very powerful chin at that. “Look, we’re in the middle of a warzone. Who knows when the Neuroi could attack? Neither of you are in any shape to be here in the front, so allow me to move you to the Rear Echelon, where you can be debriefed by Colonel Hessler and Captain Kelly. Okay?”

> “Okay.”
> “We’d prefer if you’d hide us.”
> Write in

>>36333845
> “We’d prefer if you’d hide us.”

>>36333845
>Bohater stares at you as if you just grew a penis

So she looks at us lustily?

>>36333845
> “We’d prefer if you’d hide us.”

>>36333845
>“Okay.”
Sneaking around is potentially deadly and might compromise the position. Hopefully command will not be both dumb and bitchy and can resist the urge to shoot Nemisis for now.

>>36333959
Please anon, Bohater is pure. And like all the girls, reserved for Johannes.

Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum Steve Blum

>>36333845
>> “Okay.”
Kelly will understand.

Which girl is voiced by Steve Blum in this quest?

>>36334076
Bohater.

>>36334162
I see. How Steve Blum is the Steve Blum in this quest?

>>36334002
You mean she's reserved for Rosemary. I mean, thats why we've been having Rose get all buddybuddy with her, right?

> “We’d prefer if you’d hide us.”

You say, “We would prefer if you’d hide us, Johannes. I do not think the commanders would let Nemesis out of the area alive.”

Johannes sighs, frustrated. “Well, does anyone else know?”

“Rosemary.”

“Alright,” he says. He turns around, scratching at his cheek and looking around. He seems a bit less jovial than when you last saw him. “Ah… alright, listen.” He walks up to you, a bit closely, shadowing all three of you in his height. “Here is what I’m going to do. Rosemary is to keep you here, you tell her that. I will make sure nobody else approaches this area. I will try to find you two some kind of uh… transport or something to move around unseen, okay?” You nod, as does Neuroi Nemesis. “Sehr gut. Now, stay quiet, I’ll be back soon.”

You nod as Johannes turns to leave. Hm, he didn’t even ask about his sister the Commander. You suppose things are a bit tense right now for him, might as well leave it. You look over to Bohater, who simply glares at you, while Neuroi Nemesis lifts the back of her jacket up to look and see where her trousers would be (if she wore any trousers).

> “Don’t look at me like that.”
> “So how are you doing?”
> Bury Nemesis in the snow
> Write in

>>36334409
>“Don’t look at me like that.”
Nemesis has an unhealthy fascination with trousers.

>>36334409
>“So how are you doing?”
Been eating well?

>>36334409
>> “So how are you doing?”

>>36334409
> “Don’t look at me like that.”

>>36334465
>based on Witches
>not being obsessed with pants

>>36334409
> “So how are you doing?”

>>36334465
Mainly Rookies trousers, too.

>>36334409
>> “Don’t look at me like that.”
>> “So how are you doing?”

> “So how are you doing?”

You smile nervously. “Ehehe, so how do you do, Bohater? Long time no see!” She still glares at you, eyes squinting, lips curled, and arms folded. Neuroi Nemesis hovers next to her, then imitates the pose, apparently trying to fit in. Oh come on. “Look, sorry for tackling you, but I was just trying to explain you know?”

…

“Yes,” you say. “Okay then. Fine, fine. Let’s just go sit down in the fighting position then.” You hop down into the hole and sit on a crate of ammo. “And relax!” Bohater drops down next to you, then continues glaring at you. Nemesis does the same, apparently mimicking Bohater’s movements. “Stop that!” you say. “It is making me uncomfortable!” Her glaring intensifies. “Ugh!”

Great, you are stuck in a fighting position with a Neuroi and a quiet Polanian, how could this get any worse?

Bohater crosses her legs, still glaring at you. You took a peek down there, and truth be told, you can’t tell if there are trousers down there. Now that is just lewd.

> “Let’s play a game!”
> GLARING INTENSIFIES
> “I don’t suppose you want to talk?”
> Write in

>>36335069
> “Let’s play a game!”

Strip poker.

>>36335069
>> “Let’s play a game!”
>> GLARING INTENSIFIES
Staring contest.

>>36335069
>“Let’s play a game!”
Charades?

>>36330068
Wouldn't you immediately fly towards the ground if you tried to "stand" in the air with those? Wouldn't you have to be horizontal/upside down for them to work?

>>36335168
Pusher props.

>>36335069
>“Let’s play a game!”

>>36335168
It's magic anon.

>>36335069
> “Let’s play a game!”

> “Let’s play a game!”

You cross your arms. “Staring contest!” You open your eyes, staring her dead in the eye as she continues glaring at her. She can’t glare at you forever!

>> TWO HOURS LATER… <<

Rosemary returns, with a mug of coffee in hand. She looks down between you and Bohater. “Huh, did I miss something?” Your eyes feel like they’re going to explode! You need to blink! Please for the love of all that is good, Bohater, blink so that you can blink! AAAHHH! “Coffee?” she offers you a drink from her mug. You immediately take a sip.

And you immediately regret it. You almost choke, that did not taste like coffee at all! And in your recoil of disgust, you blinked. At least your eyes are spared some mercy. “What is that?” you look down at the coffee… is that a boot heel?

Rosemary shrugs. “We don’t get too many coffee beans, it’s mostly reserved for officers. So we enlisted try to make do with what we can.”

“Why is there a boot heel?” you ask.

“Oh, that’s mine,” she says. “Adds flavor.” She smiles innocently, happily.

She always did have bad taste.

> “What took you?”
> “How are things out here?”
> “I don’t suppose you can tell Bohater to stop staring at me like that?”
> Write in

>>36335642
>“How are things out here?”
Bohater a cute

>>36335642
>“How are things out here?”
Regale us with terrible tales of the front.

>>36335642
>> “I don’t suppose you can tell Bohater to stop staring at me like that?”

>>36335642
> “How are things out here?”

> “How are things out here?”

You cross your arms. “So how are things out here, Rosemary?” She sips on her coffee, soothed and relaxed. “I understand the life of an air witch and the life of a tank witch are very different but I didn’t think things would be so bare out here.”

She says, “They are bare because if we fortified anymore, the Neuroi would take notice. Not even the strongest fortifications can stand up to their greater bombardments, which is why Colonel Hessler has us in trenches and fighting positions. So far, as long as the airlifts have kept coming, we are stocked, well-supplied. Things could be better I suppose, I mean, last week Neuroi skirmishers wiped out a squad of men before we figured out what was going on. Week before that, artillery raids shattered our lines, but they did not follow up thankfully.”

“Were any witches hurt?” you ask.

“No, thank goodness,” she says. She leans back against the dirt wall of the fighting position, cozying up into her coat. “Thank goodness, none of us were hurt. I could not forgive myself if Bohater or any of the other girls lost their lives to this war. I don’t forgive myself now for the men who do.”

You nod. “It’s tough. Reminds me a bit of escort flight with Major Stewart.”

“Ja, like that,” she says. “Like that.” She leans her head on your shoulder, frowning. “I’ve missed you, Rooks.” Bohater looks at you all, her glare disappearing. “Having you around makes me feel so safe now.”

> “I missed you too.”
> “Ah, do not get soft on me.”
> “You make me feel safe too.”
> Write in

>>36336227
> “Ah, do not get soft on me.”
> “I missed you too.”

How about we don't cheat on the commander

>>36336227
>> “You make me feel safe too.”

>>36336227

> “Ah, do not get soft on me.”
> “I missed you too.”

>>36336227
> “You make me feel safe too.”

>>36336227
> “You make me feel safe too.”

How about we do cheat on the commander.

>>36336227
> “You make me feel safe too.”
> "I missed you too."

>>36336291
This isn't cheating, this is our best friend here. Even if she deosn't remember our name.

>>36336227
>> “I missed you too.”
>> “You make me feel safe too.”

>>36336227

> “Ah, do not get soft on me.”
>“I missed you too.”

> “You make me feel safe too.”

You lean your head against hers, smiling. “Ah, you make me feel safe as well, Rosemary. I don’t say that a lot, you know.”

“Yeah.” She gently pecks your cheek, happily. “But you especially, I know I can rely on you. I’m glad you’re here. I know that when worse comes to worse, you’ll have my and my unit’s collective backs, and in return we’ll have yours.”

“Of course!” You ruffle up her hair a bit, happily. Rosemary has always been your colleague back at the Academy, and she certainly won’t stop being your colleague and your friend now. “Try to rest up, Rosemary, okay?” She nods, shutting her eyes and curling up for warmth. You look to Bohater, who simply stares at you, now enviously. You roll your eyes. “You can join in too.” She scoots over to your side, then leans on your other shoulder, resting her head and closing her eyes as well.

Neuroi Girl hovers in, confused. She then flies up and then gently lands her head on top of yours, apparently trying to mimick them.

Great, now you can’t move.

…

Ugh, you really want to move your arms now, anything.

> Accept it, this is the fate you chose
> Gently try to sneak out
> Write in

>>36336822
> Accept it, this is the fate you chose
Never disrupt a cuddle pile.

>>36336822
> Accept it, this is the fate you chose

>>36336822
>> Accept it, this is the fate you chose

>>36336822
>Accept it, this is the fate you chose
It can't be helped Rooks

>>36336822
> Accept it, this is the fate you chose

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>>36336822
>> Accept it, this is the fate you chose

>>36337090
That neuroi butt

>>36337090
Delicious Neuroi Butt.

>>36336822
> Accept it, this is the fate you chose
>>36337090
What a booty.

>>36337090
I like to think that Nemesis spends enough time hanging around/observing Rookie that it starts to emulate her appearance. Like her drilltail hair.

> Accept it, this is the fate you chose

You sigh, accepting your fate. You lean back and decide to catch some winks. The only thing that could make you any more happier you suppose would be the Commander right now. Hopefully she comes to pick you up in good time.

You hear the snapping and crackling of battle, distant to your ears. It’s way off, no need for you to worry.

-

-

“Rookie!” Your eyes flutter awake. “Rookie!” You look up to see Johannes, kneeling down at the lip of the fighting position. “Get up! There’s someone here to see you!” Rosemary, Bohater, and Neuroi Girl all stir and roll about. Neuroi Girl probably doesn’t really feel the sensation of sleep, so it’s probably just trying to feel included.

You sigh, standing up and rubbing your eyes. “Johannes. Who could be here to see me now?” He smirks, standing up and motioning someone over. You hear the soft treading over snow, then yawn. Probably a messenger or something to tell you that the 509th are on their way.

But instead of just any messenger, you see the scraggly red hair and the stupid grin on his face. The Jeep Jockey. “Rookie!” His trenchcoat is scorched and burnt in a few places, and his helmet has a gash across it. His face bears the mark of constant goggle usage, with the area around his eyes being clean and the rest of his face being rather darkened and dirty. And yet, his sunny disposition hasn’t failed him yet. He holds his arms out. “Good to see you!”

…

“What, no hugs?”

> Hug the Jeep Jockey
> “How did you get here?”
> “It’s great to see you!”
> Write in

>>36337578
>> Hug the Jeep Jockey
>> “How did you get here?”

Sigh

>>36337578
>> Hug the Jeep Jockey
>> “How did you get here?”

>>36337578
>Hug the Jeep Jockey
> “How did you get here?”
But no touching the butt

>>36337578
> “It’s great to see you!”
> “How did you get here?”

> Hug the Jeep Jockey
> “How did you get here?”

You hop out of the fighting position, then hug the young corporal. “It’s good to see you again, Jeep Jockey.” He pats you on the back, chuckling. You let go quickly, smiling at him. “How did you get here so quickly? This position has been encircled by the Neuroi, you must’ve had to cross enemy territory!”

He shrugs. “Yeah.” Oh, well. “As soon we got the wire from New York, saying that you got teleported to these parts, I volunteered to bring you your Striker. It’s back in the rear for now waiting for you.”

You nod. “Great!”

“Speaking of which…” he tilts his body, leaning over to see Neuroi Girl, standing behind you. He leans in close to you, a bit frightened. “What’s with Roy?”

“Friendly,” you say. “Don’t worry.”

“I’m worrying so hard right now.”

Rosemary walks over. “The Rookie has assured us that she is friendly. However, she believes we must break this news to the Commanders relatively slowly. Perhaps-“ A tree explodes. You all duck down into the snow, covering your heads. More artillery bursts along the lines, shattering snow and wood alike.

“Get down, get down! The Neuroi are attacking!” yells someone in the distance.

You look over to Nemesis. “Hey! Can’t you stop them!?” you scream. Nemesis stares at you, looking confused. “Don’t just look at me! You need to do something before more people die!” It nods, then starts slinking away, towards Neuroi lines.

“We can’t rely on her! We gotta get you to your Striker!” says Jeep Jockey.

> Follow Jeep Jockey to the rear
> Stay at the front, hold with Rosemary and crew
> “She’ll resolve this, don’t worry!”
> Write in

>>36338269
>> Follow Jeep Jockey to the rear
CAS time! we may working with a certain bf110 witch

>>36338269
>Follow Jeep Jockey to the rear
Get to the Striker

>>36338269
> Stay at the front, hold with Rosemary and crew

>>36338269
> Follow Jeep Jockey to the rear

> Follow Jeep Jockey to the rear

You pat Jeep Jockey on the helmet. “Go! I’ll follow you!” The Jeep Jockey leaps to a sprint, and you immediately follow after him. Wow! The scrawny little guy can run! A round explodes near him, stumbling him to the side, but he quickly recovers. You turn around to see Johannes, Rosemary, and Bohater get to fighting positions, ready to take on any advancing Neuroi.

“Come on! Come on! This way!” Jeep Jockey. Another tree explodes, sending splinters all over you. Their sharp little tips string at your skin and tear at your clothes, but nothing too serious happens. Another explosion rocks the ground. Soldiers run past you, carrying ammo and machine guns. You must be getting closer to the rear.

Finally, you’re out of the woods, and even going downhill. “Here we go!” he yells. He points down there. “I got Graf down there waiting on you!”

You pause. “Wait, Graf!?”

He looks back, nodding. “Yeah, Graf. Why?” He motions forward. “Come on! We don’t have time for this!” Ugh, this is going to suck. You run forward through the snow and finally, you manage to reach the jeep. The AT guns are being wheeled up the hill to their positions, and you can see your Striker, hidden beneath a tarp. “Alright, don’t you worry. We got you covered.”

You nod. “Great!” It’ll be lovely to have your old P-63, or even the P-39 back!

He tears the tarp off. It’s the P-59 Airacomet.

…

He looks at you, quirking his brow. “What? Did I bring the wrong Striker?”

As if this day could not get worse.

>>36339037
Oh boy.

>>36339037
That's it for tonight's chapter of Strike Witches of Gallia. Tune in tomorrow for the exciting conclusion to...

>> MAGICAL GIRL LIBERTY AND THE SHARD OF THE IMMATERIUM <<

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See you next time.

>>36339071
Can't wait, fun thread as always Schteel

See you next time

>>36339037
Yaaaay Graf is back.

Booooo the Comet is back.

>>36339037
Wait, that was the energy inefficient jet striker, right? Shit.

>>36339071
Thanks for running!

>>36339037
So is Graf going commando due to the Tank Witches panty raid last thread?

>>36339157
it is

>>36339157
Yeah it's that shit one, maybe we'll be okay if it's just for one fight

>>36339071
Thanks for running, boss.

>>36339189
I hope so.

>>36339189
Please yes.