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"Wayne," you ask, "why are we doing this?"

"Because I am a man of science," Wain declares, voice muffled under his welder's mask. "And as a man of science I refuse to play ball with supernatural bullshit when there's medicine to practice."

"This is medicine?" you ask dryly.

"Yes. Yes it is." Adjusting his gloves, Wain hands you the weight as he double-checks his length of rope. Satisfied it's not going to snag anyone or anything, he takes two handfuls of the coil, nods to you, and begins poking the great unknown with a stick.

"This is so stupid," you grumble, feeding the weight into the rent running across your navel.

"Focus," Wainwright says, slowly lowering the plumbline. "Do you feel anything?"

"Really stupid," you offer. "No, I can't feel anything."

After a moment, he stops and reverses, slowly pulling the line up, as you watch it with vague disquiet seesaw back and forth against the edge of the rift. After a minute, the weight resurfaces... dripping with frigid salt water.

"Thirty-five degrees?" you ask.

"Thirty-five degrees. Okay, back in. Let's see how deep the rabbit hole goes."

You try not to snicker at that, holding steady as you watch him work, the coils of rope slowly winding away as he feeds more slack, and more slack, and more slack.

"Is it in yet?" you ask, earning a snicker.
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"Focus," he repeats, mask unable to muffle the amusement in his voice.

"Hey, hey Wainwright," you reply, as he feeds the line along a little faster. "I guess now we can seriously say I'm a rusty cunt!"

He chokes back a laugh. "Dammit, Naka. C'mon."

"It's true!" You grin. "You know it is. You still can't bottom out in my gaping hole."

He finally loses it, concentration breaking as he wheezes with laughter. "And--and you're a total ice queen!"

You throw your head back and guffaw as Wain laughs until he coughs.

And Wainwright drops the line.
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You watch in slow motion as it falls, most all of its length already disappeared into the depths, and the stray end glides past the jagged edge of the chasm with a faint, almost-cheerful 'fwip!'

Wain and you are quiet for a very, very long time.

"We never speak of this to anyone," he says firmly.

"Agreed," you say.

And then you both start cackling hysterically.

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You have to be careful bandaging the wound--Wain insists you call it a wound--as you get ready to leave. It seems fairly well limitless, pulsing steadily with cool blue light. You had to change the wrapping once already when the end got wet and the cold slowly clawed its way out and began to soak you through.

"So, from the top," Wain says. "Same temperature as the oil, it's good old H2O--salinity matches the Pacific ocean. The wound... the wound lines up rather accurately with projections of how the hull of the IJN Naka--"

"You can say it's me," you reply, ignoring the burning in your gut at the thought.

"--Right. Projections of how your hull cracked when you were sunk. The area around it has gone to steel--little to no nerve sensation, signs of metal fatigue and damage more in line with armor plating than flesh."

"About what I expected," you admit. "So... I guess I'm good to go? Clean bill of health?"

He shoots you a look that could curdle milk. "Get the fuck out of here, Naka."

You chuckle. "Thanks, Wayne. I'll try not to stoop over and slosh on anything."

He gives a tired smile back as you go.
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>>44911256
>running a plumb line into Naka's abyssal gash
Ahahahaha oh my god
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>>44911301
>And Wainwright drops the line.

oh god
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He'd insisted you continue testing your 'siren thing,' in his words. After a while you think you managed the trick of it--more importantly, how not to fucking do it ever again. He was firm in his belief that you should continue doing things as normal. 'Don't let them win,' he'd said.

You feel the anger flicker back in your veins as you find your heart agreeing before your brain has heard the starting gun.

That roaming figure... abyssal? Not human. But... lost. Alone. Frightened, like you. Looking for help. Whoever he is, he was far from home, roaming blind, calling to the deaf and reaching for the dumb. The answers elude you. You rub your stomach as you turn the doorknob, stepping into your room--

To find a pair of futons and a pair of Sendai-class girls in the midst of a pillow fight.

"Erm."

Sendai's pillow has vanished in an eyeblink, feathers still fluttering to earth around her. "Sister," she says, her voice as solemn and mournful as a tomb.

"Hi, Naka," Jintsuu says, taking advantage of Sendai's stoic poise to land a free hit.

"Um. What... the fuck are you doing in my room?"

"Well, you weren't using it," Jintsuu offers helpfully.

"What she means," Sendai says around a mouthful of stuffing, "is that we are concerned for your health and wellbeing, and wish to stay with you for a time."

"I--no way, that is--" you fluster and stammer.
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>>44911396
BEST SISTERS.
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"Is that Harder's coat?" Jintsuu asks, coming up and circling 'round your side. Sendai's hands clap to her mouth in astonishment, before she can catch herself.

"I--Harder--yeah, that's right, Harder! What if I wanted to invite Harder over?"

Jintsuu and Sendai share a glance before they look back at you wearing the same bemused, skeptical expression.

"You are not going to invite Harder over," Sendai declares resolutely.

"And even if you did, we'd be right out of here to let you to the horizontal boarding." Jintsuu points out as Sendai flusters silently. "Well, I'd be. Sendai would crawl under a floor panel and... observe."

"I--I would not!" she protests, mortified.

You allow yourself a tired grin watching Sendai stammer and Jintsuu positively gleam with mischievous glee. "Better get a third futon for me, then. The bed can wait until Harder wants to do the bedtop surface action."

"S-sister!" wails a scandalized Sendai, while Jintsuu flashes a thumbs-up.
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>>44911396

>Naka says fuck me
>WINCEST TIME
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>>44911256
>"Is it in yet?"

My sides!
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What does the "abyssal gash" look like? I'm having trouble visualizing it.

Is it like a giant slash in Naka's hull or is it a gash of corruption?
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>>44911371
>>44911396
Dr. Teitoku, CIA dess!
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>>44911396
>>44911432
SENDAI-CLASS A CUTE
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>>44911469
Uh, you don't get to bring dess.
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>>44911469
The hell does the Company have to do with the KC anime?
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>>44911316

Almost good, except I'd replace Sammy with Shimakaze. For as much of a hellion she is, she's too slow and underarmed for this kind of fight. Shima has the speed so that the formation can haul ass and has enough torps to smash gaps into any kind of formation
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>>44911464
I think it looks literally like a jagged gash in metal, just in the middle of a cute girl's stomach and filled with blue light.
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>>44911469
Tell me about KONGO DESS. Why does she DESS the DESS
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>>44911508
OH GOD, DON'T LET HER HEAR YOU SAY THAT!
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>>44911464
Look up "Vagina Dentata"
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>>44911525
Lotta DESS for a revived shipgirl.
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AND NOW

AN EXTRA

SPECIAL

OMAKE

FROM

NAKA-CHAN

I HAVE NO PICTURES FOR THIS SO I WILL BE POSTING WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT OUT OF MY SHIPSLUTS FOLDER, KK? KK.
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>>44911508
Seconded.
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>>44911545
I don't need to, but I'm not really seeing it described as being mouth-like or having teeth, the latter of which is a common Abyssal motif.
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>>44911500
It doesn't matter who DESS is, what matters is the DESS.
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>>44911546
He didn't fly so good. Who wants to try next?
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>>44911571
Naka is Love!
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>>44911571
... Naka, you are scaring me right now.
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Wouldn't putting big battleships in such a narrow straight be a bad idea? Won't that lead them exposed to torpedos?
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>>44911577
TEETH ARE THE SOUL OF ABYSSALS!
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The RMS Titanic knew something was very wrong when she stood up, fur stole cinched up around her shoulders, shivering in something that wasn't cold.

She looked around, hopefully, expectantly.

That was the first sign something was wrong. Where were the journalists? Where were the streamers and the parade and the marching band? Where was the bunting?

For heaven's sake, WHERE WAS THE BUNTING?

Looking around, Titanic saw none of these things and more. Just waves, rolling waves--no ice, she noted inwardly with no small amount of relief.

But the fog was growing rather thick. Resolving at once not to repeat the mistake that cost her the first time around, she pressed forward.

A few knots of speed and the sensation of water passing along her rudder felt good. The engines growled, the steam whistled, the propellers turned. Flexing her fin, she described a lazy angle--for lack of any real direction to call forward, as much as anything--as she examined herself and these things called "hands" for the first time.
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>>44911571
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>>44911623
>Titanic
...huh
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>>44911596
Yeah, didn't like, half the Kongos get sunk because they were in a strait with no room to maneuver?
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>>44911623
awwwwww, i have a bad feeling about this
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>>44911432
SENDAI A PURE
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>>44911596
Yes, which is why anons are voting for it.

>>44911620
I hope Naka gets shark teeth one of these days. She needs to smile more.
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She was beautiful, this much she knew. She had to be, built as she was, how she was. An evening gown swirled around her legs, proper dress for a lady--a beautiful black number dotted wih glittering blue strings of sequins--not too many, of course, that would be simply gaudy--and a ruffled front that allowed a brilliant red hem through, silky and shiny. Around her shoulders, a garment both practical and decorative; a warming stole, fur-lined, draped upon her like a mantle of station. It was white and gold; tassels hanging down with a single pin on one shoulder; a proud white star upon a daring red. Her hair was a delicate curl of brown, short and waved, in contrast to the immaculate white gloves upon her delicate fingers. Jewelry sparkled upon her wrists in bangles, gold under black opal dangled from her ears, pearls 'round her pale neck.

The cut of her figure was generous; her dress sought to use pleated layers and ruffles to diminish the effect somewhat, giving her a tall, proud, and consummately regal appearance.

She was every inch a lady, yes, and every inch of her was right in its WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT.
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>>44911589
Tell me about Kongou, why does she say DESS?
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>>44911623
>fuckin Titanic is back
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>>44911623
>Titanic
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>>44911623
>RMS Titanic
Oh my...
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>>44911623
Huh...Well, msybe she'll get a moment of awesome like Olympic did and beat an abyssal to death like Olympic rammed and sank a u-boat that tried to sink her.
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>>44911469
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSRylVSfxyw
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>>44911623
>Titanic

HE ACTUALLY DID IT, THE ABSOLUTE MADMAN
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>>44911643
Which is why armor and torpedo protection is better armor than speed in this case.
Hence people wanting Arizona, Nagato, Yamato, etc.
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>>44911646
...yes...pure.
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She had become so engrossed in this new body of hers that she hadn't noticed the fog deepen... and figures arise from it. They skulked like highwaymen at its edges, dark shapes in the mist. The chill-that-wasn't-cold deepened, and she shivered again.

She would not be cowed, however--she had not come from death to shrink from it again! "You there! Reveal yourself!" She called--her voice clear and lofty, strong and confident, however little she felt it. She had no weapons. She had less than half the lifeboats she ought.

Something in that last thought appeased the beasts, as they hissed and gabbled in something almost like proper speech. "Tomb ship," one nickered, "return with us to your home."

"I should most certainly say not!" Titanic declared. "These are hardly the waters of Liverpool! Away with you, you lot!"

"We will not abandon you," they gurgled. "Like you were once abandoned..."

Something in that flashed with heat and anger--a new feeling, overtaking the next-newest, fear--in her mind. Abandoned? Abandoned?

ABANDONED YOU LEFT US TO DIE YOU RICH ROTTEN BASTARDS YOU'LL HANG BY YOUR PEARLS WE SWEAR IT WE SWEAR IT

"Oh--" Titanic faltered in the water, her hand resting upon her chest as she steadied herself. "Oh, dear."
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>>44911596
Which is why we have them towards the EDGE of the straight, or send in CA's.

>>44911643
Because they had no armor. Kirishima didn't sink because of torpedoes, she sunk because she was fucking wrekt by gunfire from two actual battleships.
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>>44911707
YES, GET REVENGE AGAINST JAMES CAMERON
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>>44911707
The souls of third class howling against the first class who escaped and left them to die. Lifeboat 12, millionaire paid off crew to let poor people die.
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Planefag here, I have no idea how much of the rest of this Naka-Chan wanted posted and it's not all... lining up... it's 11:30 I'm not awake enough to unfuck it so I'm playing it safe for now. Let that be thy introduction to the coming TITTAY-TIMES.

Now, we have MORE WRITE UPS BY THESE OTHER CHAPS.

Also note that when you see Naka-Chan posting with planefag's trip, it is actually planefag posting on behalf of Naka-writer, who is asleep like a sane fucking adult. THANK YOU
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>>44911709
>she was fucking wrekt by gunfire from two actual battleships.
Almost like she's some kind of Battlecruiser or something.
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Now Project E part 2

From: DoD ████████████████████████ Taskforce Director ███████████ ████████████ ███████ ██████████ █████████████@█████.gov
Subject: Elaboration
To: JCS: CNO ADM █████████████ █ ██████████ ████████████████████@██████████.gov
Sent on July ██ 20██

Dear Admiral:

Consider this a formal notification to the Joint Chiefs of Staff of my request for a declassified copy of all documents regarding █████████████ to be sent to her handler ████████████. It is unacceptable for someone in such a position to be denied all of the relevant data, especially considering the situation that we face. If there is anything that you are able to do to expedite the process it would be much appreciated.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
From: JCS: CNO ADM █████████████ █ ██████████ ████████████████████@██████████.gov
Subject: Re: Elaboration
To: DoD ██████████████ Taskforce Director ██████████████ ███████ ██████████ █████████████@█████.gov
Sent on July ██ 20██

To ████████████

Unfortunately the speed you require these documents to be processed is impossible at this time. Documents of a nature this sensitive require a unanimous decision to release these documents after each member has reviewed them. Currently the process will take at the very least three to four months for the review process to be complete. There is nothing that I can do at this time.
On an unrelated note, a package was mistakenly sent to our address, if you or an aide could come pick it up at your earliest convenience that would be appreciated. My secretary keeps running into it.
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Where next thread is likely to go:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snTaSJk0n_Y

From 1:45 onwards
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>>44911747
Cheers, boss.
Super-fun thread; puzzles and order of battle decisions and oh, it's great.
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>>44911747
GET THE FUCK TO SLEEP, DEME. I FUCKING MEAN IT.

And I do hope we get to see Titanic in the main quest. That would be smashing.
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>>44911669
This is amazing.
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>>44911707
And then John Jacob Astor with his trusty Airedale and the rest of the dogs from the kennel tells them that the only person who didn't die with the ship that deserved to was Ismay.

Titanic was kind of unique in just how many of the rich people died, actually.
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>>44911775
Foxx looked at the small stack of pages on his superior's desk, a first impressions report of Eldridge. Assistant-director Hotchkiss' eyes quickly darted back and forth as he reviewed the report. In the large lenses of the assistant-director Foxx could see that his brown crew cut hair was sticking out at a few odd angles again. They never sat down properly. Foxx scratched the side of his nose feeling the scaly patch of skin. He cursed in the back of his mind. He had suffered from contact dermatitis his entire life, but neither he nor his doctors could find the irritant.
The hands of the myriad of clocks covering one wall of Hotchkiss' office slowed to a crawl, each unified tick occurring once an eon after much deliberation and toil from the mechanisms. He coughed into the side of his hand, briefly drawing the boss's attention. Foxx's perception blurred as his consciousness began to distance itself from space and time. He could perceive the motes of dust fluttering past the window. He could feel his cells dividing and dying and his hair growing and slowly turning gray atom by atom.

"You know this sounds completely insane right? Foxx snapped back to the material realm at the question.

"Yes sir I realize that. However given the circumstances our definition of what is sane seems to have changed in the last year."

"Be that as it may, try to keep the insanity under control. That is your job after all." Hotchkiss adjusted his glasses. "Now then you stated in your report, based on the past week of observation that DE-173 displays an unsettling mental state. Explain."
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>>44911498
>>44911525
>>44911546
It doesn't matter who I am dess, what matters is my plan.
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>>44911747
>TITTAY-TIMES
>Nakatime
>Erry and Terry
>Eldridge-chan X-Files
>Thunderchild

I swear, I like the writeups more than the actual quest.
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>>44911758
Exactly. Look at Bismark - a few torpedoes didn't take her down, she scuttled herself.

Musashi took obscene punishment before going down including ludicrous amounts of torpedo hits.

BB's don't go down from torpedoes that easily.
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>>44911800
And how many of them survived and were branded cowards for the rest of their lives. It's part of what keeps it in the public memory is because of all those relatively famous people for their time.
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>>44911813
That's right Kongou never give up!
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>>44911804
Foxx shifted in his seat. "Well sir. Elly, uh Eldridge seems to display the traits of someone who is distracted and forgetful. However the matters on which she is forgetful are strange. She acts based on events that never happened, and sometimes recalls information that is clearly false. Yesterday she hit the elevator button for the fifth floor to go to my office."

"I fail to see the significance of that."

"Well sir," Foxx paused for a moment. "My office is on the first level basement."

Hotchkiss just silently processed the statement for a moment.

"Eldridge also walked into a wall trying to enter a door that doesn't exist, got me a strange drink that she was thought was my favorite, and brought me a set of cartridges for an electronic cigarette I don't have."

The assistant director nodded and turned a page in the report. "How would you profile this behavior?"

"Well sir I think that Eldridge truly believes that her memories are correct. I read some of the psyche profiles on Samuel B Porter, and Hornet. Both of them have snippets of their crew's memories, faces, events, places, and such."

"So this disassociation with reality is a symptom of her status as a hull?"

Foxx nodded "Yes sir I believe so."

Hotchkiss tucked he report into a folder at moved it to the side of his desk. "Very well, you're dismissed."

Foxx sprang out of his chair, almost sprinting for the door.

"Foxx."

He froze. "So close." he cursed under his breath. "Yes Sir?"

"I expect the next report on time, not early, and NOT late again."

"Yes sir."
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So I just realized something scary.

If we take memeboat essex home with us, we will have our own kongou. Our own super kongou. Kongou off her meds. With all the horrifying things that entails. She'd run up and down the base, screeching our name. And then make an entrance by kicking the door off its hinges or something. And this is her standard greeting. What if she wants something? What if she wants us? What then, anon? We have enough problems with Arizona and the love triangle we're stuck in. We don't need a third wheel.

Is it worth it, guys? Is it really worth it? It just seems like we're going to suffer if we take in Essex.
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>>44911669
>Jap Bane
oh wow, that's nice
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>>44911857
>is it worth it?
Yes, yes it is.
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>>44911840
Foxx sighed as the speaker in the elevator chimed in an annoyingly calm tone. "Basement. First Floor." He pushed on his back, a rippling series of pops working out the kinks of his spine. On his way back he snagged a meal bar from the break room, noting the movie tie in packaging.

"That's right. New Spider-man movie." He began humming quietly to himself as he chewed on the bar.

"Spiderman. Spiderman. Hmhmhmhmmhm spider can." As he walked down the hallway Foxx stopped. He for a moment he swore he could have heard another voice singing along with him. The moment he paused however the other voice stopped. He looked around, all of the other people on his floor were busy with their own work, not that there were many to begin with. He started again, his soles echoing on the hard linoleum flooring. He began whistling this time; his poor attempts were matched by the voice again. He quickened his pace, power walking, almost sprinting down the hallway. He began singing again to calm his nerves, his voice barely leaving his throat, the partner in his unsettling duet mirroring his change in volume.

"Spins a web any size, catches thieves just like flies." He stopped in front of his door. It was ajar. The lights were off. Had he forgotten to shut it? Foxx slowly pushed the door open. "Look out~"

"HERE COMES THE SPIDER MAN!"

Foxx screamed, swinging the meal bar in front of him, and smacking someone with it.

"Ouch!"

Foxx flicked on the lights to find Elly hanging from the ceiling, massaging her nose which had a big chocolate smudge on it.

"Boy you sure know how to wield a mean breakfast. I shudder to think what you can do with an omelet."

"Elly what the fuck are you doing and how are you hanging from the..." His eyes crept upwards. Past Elly's long calf length navy skirt, pinched between her knees to her feet, or lack thereof. Where her ankles ended the concrete ceiling began.
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Where the hell to we shove her crazy ass then?
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>>44911857
We''ll just lock her in a room with Naka for a few minutes.

Everything will be fine.
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>>44911831
Like Ismay.

Again, though, the surprise is the number of rich men who didn't make a run for it. You certainly wouldn't see that nowadays, even if they hadn’t changed the rules post-Titanic to prioritize taking families off intact.
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>>44911857
Imagine if we get sent Titanic instead.

No one will refuse her.
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>>44911889
We do that and they'll have to add a fourth member to their idol group.
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>>44911878
"Elly get down."

"Who is Elly?" The inverted ship-girl pulled the hat that had miraculously stayed on her head over her face. "I am SPIDERSHIP!" She muffled through the hat.

Foxx shut the door. "Elly I'm giving you till the count of ten to un-spidership yourself from the ceiling or whatever you did to get up there." He shut his eyes and began counting down. Slowly he pushed the door open again, recoiling slightly as the same fog and stench of ozone poured from the open door. Foxx choked slightly on the powerful chlorine like smell. "Elly?"

"Boop." A warm sensation emanated from his cheek. He jumped forward into the now empty room. Pivoting on his heels there was Elly, holding a small plastic container. "Good morning Mister Dragon, I got you some breakfast!"

"I-but-you-ceiling-spider...." Foxx stopped, taking a deep breather and then exhaling. "Elly how did you get behind me, and furthermore where did you get breakfast?"

"Behind you?" Elly tilted her head to one side. "I came down the elevator... with cafeteria food." She motioned to the plastic container in her hands. "Are you alright?"

Foxx took the plastic container and collapsed in his chair. "Yeah. Just saw a spider on the ceiling." He pointed up.

Elly eyed the ceiling. "Silly Mr. Dragon. There's no spider there. And what kind of dragon are you, afraid of an itsy bitsy spider?"

"I'm not a... never mind." He sighed. "Anyhow Elly there's not much to to do today, we've got nothing lined up so you may as well-" A small chirp from Foxx's computer interrupted. He fumbled with his keyboard for a moment before settling into his chair. Elly could see the handler's expression growing more grim as light from the monitor danced across his face..
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>>44911857
>aircraft carrier version of kongo
>has the same amount of prejudice and discrimination against the japanese as Sammy
>is a fucking aircraft carrier and so can do so much more damage than Sammy

Can we deploy her to the strait? If a shipfu may be fated to sink shortly it would likely be better off if it were Essex.
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>>44911857
>Is it worth it, guys?
How else do you plan to get the ability to tell planefag "our waifu killed you waifu?"
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>>44911925
Elly leaned over the desk "What's wrong?" Foxx turned the monitor to face Elly. A video was playing, grainy security camera footage of a harbor pier in the pre-dawn gloom. A lone figure walks out onto the pier, he stops to have a smoke on an empty arm of the pier. The footage fast forwards through the smoke break, then resumes as man goes to toss his cigarette into the water. Four large iron chains burst out of the water, each one rusted, algae covered, and ending in a manacle. Each one of the corroded shackles wraps itself around a limb. The man struggles for a moment before he is ripped off the dock and into the black water.

"What is that?" Elly asked.

"Work."
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>>44911925
Poor Mulder. He's stuck with her.

And the X-Files are back this week-end too. Will his work never end?
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>>44911937
Is a fucking aircraft carrier armed with late war and postwar aircraft. If she has the Douglas A-3 Skywarrior she may even by nuke armed.
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>>44911938
daughteru/protegee anon.
Have to be correct about these things, or else he'll just smug post.

>>44911937
Kyte pls go and stay go.
Be a salty yuropoor on space battles thank you.
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>people agreeing with my ship roster to send
Hoo boy
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>>44911948
fucking wendigo boats trolling our docks for fresh meat
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>>44911937
Also, I call this to attention

AD-4B
Specialized version designed to carry nuclear weapons, also armed with four 20 mm cannon; 165 built plus 28 conversions.
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She could hear it. That tugging pull from the electric blue light at the bottom of the deep empty sea she was submerged in, water all around her form. The sound of propeller shafts replaced her heartbeat, a steady thrum of the props nearly washing out the noise from the deeps below. Whispered words of anger and siren calls floated up to her.

Come down here sister.

She rather liked where she was though. Somewhere between dreams and reality where everything was almost perfectly right, a peaceful place. The surface might be nice too though she wasn’t too sure, the orange light from above bringing back memories of calm warm seas and long sunsets far from home. Her best times in her short life, before she’d been tied to harbor and put in reserve before the scrapyards finally took her, the newer sisters, the ones she could have been just as big and strong as were simply worth more than she was.

They don’t love you

They really hadn’t. She’d kept them safe in two oceans, one dark and cold the other warm and bright. She’d been one of the best, but the last of the queens of the waves. The flattops she’d guarded took her place as the strongest of them. She and her sisters were the liabilities, the compromises and the cursed. Made at the wrong time. Too old and too small - despite being new - to be worth saving. Even her younger replacements stole honors from her, a flagship. She felt herself slowly sinking towards the blue lights deep below, regrets and sorrow dragging her down.

ThEy fOrgOt yOU. WE nEvEr wIll

That was wrong, they hadn’t had they they-

JOIN US
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>>44912043
OOOOOOOHHHH FUCK
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>>44912043
It was like a claxon call she’d cried long ago in that warm warm ocean so many times, when she felt alive and loved and special. But… it was wrong. She wasn’t forgotten. She didn’t want to go, she was still strong and tough and-

WE ARE YOUR FAMILY, YOUR SISTERS FORGOTTEN

No, no, no, she had three sisters, all of them like her and good and strong and proud despite their size and time of birth-

BE STRONG AGAIN

That rankled her, hadn’t she said already she was strong? When they needed her she’d been there, a ship with no real name and tougher than any made before, with nine long barrels of fiery doom and faster than her size would say. And she’d proved it to the enemy and her own, taken a beating a lesser ship would have been left for dead by, taken the fury of the enemy’s guns so her older sister could give them hell despite her mistakes and follies and –

The siren call was growing fainter, the surface growing closer.

THEY TOOK YOU APART WITHOUT EVEN CARING FOR YOU

No. That was wrong. People did care about her. They had pride in her. So much pride they’d saved what they could of her, taken these precious pieces her to a place far from the dark seas she’d plowed through with furious speed…

So they wouldn’t forget her. So they couldn’t forget her when she was in her splendid state, the one no shell could kill, who came back again and again and was there when her proud younger sister gained an honor meant for her at the wars end. And they hadn’t forgotten her. She was theirs, their hour of glory in a glorious fleet. She’d fought for them and they for her and now as that electric blue light dimmed she saw it through the clear water above. A new sun rising like it had after that night so long ago, when she was blind and deaf and nearly helpless but just like then, she was still here and still strong.
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>>44911981
>daughteru/protegee anon.

Which of these is incorrect?
>Planefag waifus Hayashimo
>Essex killed Hayashimo, source provided by anon last thread
>we can waifu Essex

>Have to be correct about these things, or else he'll just smug post.

Also, he's smug posted in response to 'Enterprise did night attacks on Japan,' he'll smug post to anything.
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>>44912106
YES! YES! GO SODAK, RESIST THE CALL OF THE ABYSS!
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>>44912111
He won't smugpost about his fucking debnts
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>>44911967
Exactly why I don't want her on the base.

Remember Sammy B's rampage, where she kicked the shit out of Mogami and Chokai, then went on to chase down Chikuma before going throughout the base and terrorizing others.

That was a destroyer.
What about an aircraft carrier?

I won't deny her complement of aircraft and specifications make her a great asset to have on our side... but her personality. That, right there, is a liability. Sammy-B-as-an-aircraft-carrier is not something we want in Yokosuka.

Maybe send her to Pearl Harbor or Puerto Rico for defense of those areas, but keeping her in Japan is a bad idea.
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>>44912106
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>>44911948
This is great. Love me some cryptid mystery bullshit.
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>>44912106
In Norfolk, the sun had already started to rise on a solitary figure sitting on a rather elegant looking deck chair near the piers. It reminded her of home, far across the Atlantic. They’d been surprised she’d come back at all – few of the Kaiserliche Marine had deemed to make their presence known, though if due to shame or due to having become abyssal was unknown. Even she didn’t know why she’d come back, 97 years after she’d hit the ocean floor. The woman on the chair was dressed rather fashionably – the hem of her skirt and sleeves embroidered with lacy hexagons and cut conservatively, though some in her day would have said it left far too much leg showing in her tight black stockings, but she didn’t give a damn about them. Things had changed a lot since 1921, the Amerikaner’s had said, and looking at the ships docked nearby. Aircraft carriers. That crazy man who’d said she’d be sunk to prove air power would end the battleship had been right she supposed.

No ship looked like she did here, sipping her tea and enjoying the fresh sea breeze off of the Atlantic. But still, she was needed, perhaps back at home. The waters of the North Atlantic had become a battle ground once again (a third time, judging from the book she was reading about the 20th century) and so the fleets had turned to ‘hulls’ like her to assist them against the abyssals. It sounded like something out of some horrible pulp novel sailors would smuggle aboard sometimes to help pass the time, if with a few less provocative images involved. Ostfriesland adjusted her red necktie slightly, the long sleeved white dress flowing in the wind, occasionally coming close enough to her body to reveal the corset and undershirt below that thin fabric. Dainty fingers set down her cup of tea as electric blue eyes scanned her book, one of many helpfully loaned to her by a liaison officer.
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>>44912111
>Which of these is incorrect?
>we can waifu Essex
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>>44912151
pls go and stay go

>>44912111
Kyte is smug europoor distilled into a salty mess all because his waifu is shit.
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>>44912147
Kaga seems pretty good at close-quarters combat with other carriers. Maybe they'll contain the rage disruptions to one another.
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>>44912178
Who is his waifu?
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SO, in our campaign, we've been running a combat session, and one highlight in particular is our resident crazy Finnish sub, Vetehinen, by barely clutching a dodge of a possibly lethal hit. I'll let the pic tell the rest.
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>>44912205
Essex was actually built to be a carrier, and while the Shoukaku class were good carriers, they weren't Essex class carriers, especially not Essex class carriers who could be nuke armed.
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>>44912205
Or it'll end in hatesex between the two of them.
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(I never realized how constraining the post length limit was until now...)

>>44912164

Proud Germany had had a rough time without her, many of her lands stripped of her and her people divided. A rather strong gust of wind nearly blew her hat from her head, whipping her dark brown braid behind her.

It still felt odd even after a week to be here, and especially be like this. Walking was a new sensation and experience, and the food – oh great heavens, the food! So many kinds and varieties to choose from, each a different type of salivation inducing pleasure. A few of the other girls had found a kind of entertainment in bringing Ostfriesland something new to sample just to watch the woman, who appeared in her late twenties or so, experience it for the first time. Apparently – her cheeks heated up at the very memory – chocolate made her look like a lusty woman her sailors dreamed of.

“Miss Ostfriesland?”

Picking up her cup of tea – why the other girls preferred coffee was a mystery to her; tea simply tasted far better- and taking another quick drink, Ostfriesland turned her head to look at the nervous young officer.


“I believe I am her, yes. Do you have a message for me?” Her accent was a little odd – obviously germanish, but just a little bit different. Dutch maybe, one of the younger destroyers had said.

“The uh, German embassy just returned our message. The Admiral would like to um, discuss the contents with you personally.”

Really, the old battleship thought, they were all like this. Uneasy around her. Even the other girls occasionally acted the same way when she went quiet and stared back out in the direction of home. Maybe it was her eyes. Blue, bright blue, like the ones in the pictures she’d been shown of the enemy.

“Thank you Ensign-“ she started, but the officer shook his head.

“Lieutenant. I’ll find you a book with naval ranking marks sometime soon ma’am."
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>>44912205
>Kaga and Essex wrestling out all of their nationalistic frustrations
Yeah, that could be nice
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>>44912138
NO! NO! RISE UP AGAINST HUMANITY AND FIGHT FOR YOUR FREEDOM!
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>>44912147
Put her on a leash.
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>>44912233
DON'T BELIEVE HIS LIES
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>>44912251
in jello
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>>44912217
Saber IIRC.

>>44912164

“Thank you then, Lieutenant. I shall see him as soon as I finish this.” Ostfriesland smoothly replied, eyes darting back to the book she’d been interrupted from. She wasn’t technically under American command yet, and the Fatherland had remained rather quiet rather than insist she return home at once.

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The surface was close now, and she could feel parts of her. A screw. Anchor. Radar. Shells. A single long gun. What was left, the whispers in the deep bubbled up, when they’d taken her to the scrap yards. There was a tugging feeling, like she’d felt while still sleeping earlier, a bit stronger now in the waning hours of night. She hadn’t come back earlier when they’d asked. She didn’t remember much around when she first came back into that limbo in the sea. Maybe she was mad then, or they didn’t do the right thing. Or they did the right thing and she didn’t care because she was too deep down in that endless sea. Maybe now, she actually wanted to return.

Just above the surface she could see an unfamiliar sky, her anchor descending down towards her. Reaching out, South Dakota grabbed it, and yanked herself above the water –

And then she woke up, in the light of the rising sun on the great plains in the state she took her name from.
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>>44912251
>>44912238
I ship it.
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>>44912270
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Ostfriesland cut a stark contrast against the hardened military men she was surrounded by in the bustling activity of the world’s largest naval base as she slipped past wandering enlisted and officers alike on their tasks as before entering the local Hull Commander’s office. Since the Abyssals had arrived, Norfolk had been one of the backbones of the bases used to protect the American side of the Atlantic, with ships and hulls refueling, repairing, and rearming at the sprawling complex before steaming back out to protect the vital convoy routes linking the Old and New world.

Not all of them had managed to come back.

“SMS Ostfriesland?” The Admiral looked dimly over his coffee mug at the old – hell, antique – battlewagon that had ben unceremoniously dumped into his lap without warning or any seeming cause. He wasn’t one to fall into superstition easily, but the German warship was questioning that. People swore they saw her sometimes just floating out in the bay, staring unblinkingly across the ocean with those eyes like the abyss. It’d been tricky to even figure out in the first place she wasn’t some new kind of freakish monster from the depths, attired as she was and especially with her eyes like that. The Admiral had only seen her blink occasionally, her gaze never seeming to lower in intensity.

Case in point right now, when she curtsied politely in front of him before respectfully taking a seat at a nod from him, never breaking eye contact as her electric blue eyes bored through his skull. “Yes, Herr Admiral?” she said.
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>Essex

Is there any way we can prevent her from coming? The more I hear about her, the less I like.
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>>44912233
Idiot sub sinks from two shell penetrations.
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>>44912270
“Since you came back, we’ve been in a bit of an interesting position regarding just who, er, where you should be.” Christ, why’d he have to be the one breaking this to her rather than the Germans. Squeamish bastards. He set the cup of black coffee down on the desk. “You know your own history enough to know why you woke up off the coast of North Carolina at least, right?”

“I was transferred as a prize of war after the Armistice was signed, due to the Kaiserliche Marine’s scuttling at Scalpa Flow, before being used as a test ship due to my age against air dropped bombs.” There was a hint of pride in that and even a twitch of a smile, especially as she continued. “It took a nice bit more to sink me than you suspected it would Admiral.”

It shouldn’t have surprised them, especially after she’d survived a mine right to her prow just after Jutland.

“And that’s where the problem is.” The admiral sighs. “Technically, you’re ours but I can’t blame you if you disagree. The Germans have their own issues overseas right now and they’ve…”

“They don’t want me back.”

Her voice was quiet and cold, like the North Sea she’d fought in. Her electric blue eyes seemed to kick up a notch in intensity as she balled her fists just out of the Admirals sight. There was silence, before with a sad look, the Admiral finally replied. “I’m sorry. They have a lot of wounds from what happened last century, and you girls are living reminders of those.”

“Then what, Herr Admiral, am I supposed to do?”

“Well for the time being, I suppose you can continue with whatever you wish. I’ll be recommissioning you into the USN within the week, unless you would prefer to be transferred to the North Sea and serve with the British-“
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>>44912307
Send her stateside or to Pearl.
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>>44912282
>Kaga and Essex come to breakfast in the mess late, their eyes bleary from lack of sleep
>Did they..?
>No, they were just up literally all night yelling at eachother.
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>>44912233
>Finns being knife-wizards
And all is well with the world. If she stares at your feet that means she likes you. If she invites you to have a beer in the sauna, it means she *really* likes you.
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>>44912329
Could we send her to relieve Iowa?
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>>44912318
Err, this should link to >>44912293
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>>44912270
>Kyte's waifu is Saber
Wait we talking about the same Kyte?
The eurocuck on SB not the one beasts lair.

'cause if they're the same, I feel a little disgusted on the inside (and hurry up and update the ff thread you fuck).
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>>44911386
Someone should drop a radio transponder down there, see if it comes out at her wreck.
>Abyssal Naka eventually shows up asking if Naka was telling her to hang herself.

Hmm maybe she can manifest her wreck?

Then we can manually salvage it?
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>>44912270
>Saber IIRC.
That's some shit-taste right there
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>>44912318
“No.” The harsh denial cut his offer short. “No, I would rather sink again than that.” Electric blue fire poured from her eyes, a palpable feeling of anger and hatred filling the room

“…The British,” he continued smoothly, “Or join with the Canadians. They’d be happy to have you helping them.”

“I am not some… some toy to pass around. Here, I stay here, Ja?” Nothing but eyes and thicker accent betrayed the boiling rage stoking in her fires. Being given up once had been painful, but the Amerikaner’s hadn’t been disrespectful to her. They’d used her, admittedly almost humiliatingly, but they’d let her go down with pride and her head held high. The British and the French?

They’d scrapped every last one of her sisters.


“Most likely here. You can help with convoy escorts toward Iceland and shore patrols – you don’t have the range for much else I think. If you need anything else, just ask.” The silence was nearly smothering before without a word or sound, Ostfriesland left the room.

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Half a continent away, a girl was staring at a smaller version of herself. Well, herself in a way. Surrounded by glass, a model of her ship was proudly displayed. Even with the lights off, the windows let dawn filter down around it giving it an almost otherworldly appearance. Huh. She’d never thought her stern had been that round. Or that big…
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>>44912373
Or a camera, a spooky as that could get
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>>44912357
>>44912380
They shared the same avvie and name so I'm guessing they're the same person. I recognize the posting style too.
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>>44912395
>her stern had been that round. Or that big…

...
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>>44912395
>She’d never thought her stern had been that round. Or that big
>South Dakota worries about if her ass looks too big
The joy I feel at this is palpable
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>>44912395
>She’d never thought her stern had been that round. Or that big…
Lewd.
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Here have a treat board of what would happen if Shimakaze went to America
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>>44912418
Still, Saber. Of all the possible waifus, of all the legitimately good nasuwaifus, he picks a shitty meme-tier failure of a king who can't bear the thought of her own legacy. Disgusting.
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>>44912293
South Dakota could see her reflection barely in the glass, a new experience all things considered. Wait. She had a body. The girl in the reflection looked startled at that, big brown eyes widening behind the glasses she wore. A bit of panic filled her. Dashing towards the restroom she slipped inside, turning on the lights and getting a better look at herself. Pulling herself up onto her tiptoes, she looked into the mirror.

The experience was almost unreal. Long and slightly curly dirty blonde hair fell down past her shoulders, her head capped off by a captain’s hat with a big X on it instead of the standard navy insignia. Lightly tanned skin was dotted with a few freckles around her nose. Glasses too, she felt them for the first time now, framing her face well enough she supposed. Pretty? She guessed it was. A pair of bandolier’s crossed over a well, tighter white shirt than she’d have liked. She had some very thick sloped armor after all. To add to all that she was wearing a duster. A blue one, trimmed with red.

She wasn’t sure she wanted to see what was below the mirror now. Bracing herself she looked down. Short cut jean shorts covered enough of her thighs to at least be called decent, while long cowboy boots with little props for spurs covered her lower legs.

“Wh-what the hell…” She whispered to herself. South Dakota had to find out more. And so with a last glance at the mirror she left the bathroom, back to where she’d first been. It was very early in the morning, sunlight just starting to illuminate the building she was in. Douth Dakota flipped on the lights, curious over just exactly where she was, even though she had a feeling she sure as hell wasn’t back in the breaker yards being turned to scrap. Florescent lights slowly buzzed on, illuminating the corners of the room as the battleship surveyed her environment.
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>>44912447
Still better than her usual getup.
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>>44911707
I wonder. Does a passenger shipgirl have passenger fairies?
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>>44912418
Kyte is a salty fuck but at the least he has good taste in waifus.
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>>44912447
She discovers clothes apparently.
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>>44912453
OH FOR FUCKS SAKES QUOTE FUNCTION PLS STAHP I WANTED YOU TO LINK *HERE* >>44912395
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>>44912447
>Shimakaze in normal clothing

WOW, SUDDENLY SHE BECOMES LESS SHIT
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>>44912475
>Saber
>Good
Everything the Kings said in The Grail Dialogue was true and she deserved every bit of it. Saber is trash.
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>>44912395
South Dakota could see her reflection barely in the glass, a new experience all things considered. Wait. She had a body. The girl in the reflection looked startled at that, big brown eyes widening behind the glasses she wore. A bit of panic filled her. Dashing towards the restroom she slipped inside, turning on the lights and getting a better look at herself. Pulling herself up onto her tiptoes, she looked into the mirror.

The experience was almost unreal. Long and slightly curly dirty blonde hair fell down past her shoulders, her head capped off by a captain’s hat with a big X on it instead of the standard navy insignia. Lightly tanned skin was dotted with a few freckles around her nose. Glasses too, she felt them for the first time now, framing her face well enough she supposed. Pretty? She guessed it was. A pair of bandolier’s crossed over a well, tighter white shirt than she’d have liked. She had some very thick sloped armor after all. To add to all that she was wearing a duster. A blue one, trimmed with red.

She wasn’t sure she wanted to see what was below the mirror now. Bracing herself she looked down. Short cut jean shorts covered enough of her thighs to at least be called decent, while long cowboy boots with little props for spurs covered her lower legs.

“Wh-what the hell…” She whispered to herself. South Dakota had to find out more. And so with a last glance at the mirror she left the bathroom, back to where she’d first been. It was very early in the morning, sunlight just starting to illuminate the building she was in. Douth Dakota flipped on the lights, curious over just exactly where she was, even though she had a feeling she sure as hell wasn’t back in the breaker yards being turned to scrap. Florescent lights slowly buzzed on, illuminating the corners of the room as the battleship surveyed her environment.
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>>44912411
Well if it crosses over the 'rift' it could end up crushed from water pressure.

But maybe Abyssal Naka will take it and photo bomb other abyssals.
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>>44912516
???
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>>44912531
you have no idea how fucking full of rage I am right now at the quote function.
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>>44912516
C'mon m8, get it together.
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>>44912524
Well yeah no shit it'll have to be an appropriate camera for the environment
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>>44912551
Are you new here or something? Just click the number of the post you want to reply to.
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>>44912551
http://i.imgur.com/nIEMdX6.gif
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>>44912516
Central to the entire structure was the rotunda she’d came to in, a gigantic model of her proudly displayed with her name and nickname emblazoned above it. Branching out from the central area were two wings divided into sections with little signs above them. “Artifacts”, “Giftshop”, “Theater”, “Life Onboard” and the like marked the different sections. She could see a timeline of her service painted onto the walls of the rotunda, from building to scrapping and every little scratch and place she’d seen in her short service marked and highlighted. South Dakota was in a museum. A museum dedicated to her.

In a daze of wonder and confusion she wandered towards things she recognized, little pieces of her past left behind. Nagato’s flag sparked a grin from SoDak at the sight of it, the memories of a rambunctious crew at the end of the war flooding through her. She was right. They hadn’t forgotten her at all. Take that whatever you were. Each little piece of the museum was examined, and taken in thought. The gift shop was full of odds and ends she couldn’t recognize at all, alongside some things she dimly could.
But in the end, she stumbled into the theater, where as if on cue as she turned on the lights, a film started to play.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S1mX_K9lFbA

She was still watching it, over and over, before the curator found her there huddled up in the chair. Gripping her knees, all she could do was rock back and forth as the comprehension of all she had missed began to catch up to her.
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>>44912551
People are going to read your posts in post order anyways, no need to bother with quoting.
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>>44912551
Get it together bruh.
You can do it.

>>44912586
>linking an image
>on an image board
>thread hasn't even hit the bump limit

Found the new guy. PS. Kill your self!
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>>44912579
Nah, it's just been trolling me for some fucking reason because I had a second thread of this open so it defaulted when I posted in this one to the quote I had open in that one before I realized 'wait a minute...'

Anyway my writeup is done and really this is my first time going for it so...
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>>44912524
>send Abyssal Naka smartphone
>@IdolBlues: "So this is twitter? What does following someone do?"
>@theRealNakachan: "@IdolBlues Goddamnit"
>@TerrorIncognita: "@IdolBlues Welcome to the Internet! Everything's terrible here!"
>@VoiceBelow: "@theRealNakachan Why aren't you following me yet? ;_;"
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>>44912594
>>44912516
>cowtits
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>>44912205
>>44912251
...I'm fine with this.
>>44912261
She'll snap the leash (or just drag the unlucky ensign behind her) and likely use it to strangle Hayashimo or some other boat.
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The sun sets once again…

How many days has it been now..? Four? Five? Maybe even the sixth. I can’t keep track. But I snap my parasol shut, no longer needing it to stave off the unforgiving sun.

The form of my hand shakes into focus over the sun as i orient myself by the last light of the glowing ball in the sky. I’d drifted off course again. With too much effort, my rudder bites into the main, swinging until the sun is on my right.

My gut had been aching for as long as I can remember; its groans rumble to the constant whisper in the back of my mind. Maybe I should just turn into the jaws of whatever force was chasing me, allow whatever fucking carrier to put enough torpedoes into me to end this. Might even manage to take the sea-cow with me if I get lucky enough.

Closing my eyes I imagine the carrier burning, half sunk and starting to upend.
Chapter 3: Wolves of the Atlantic
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1T4yNfGfEs9q6uPxDqRWAPpjnl8RiyaJJ0O31YzqW7Ns/edit

Previous chapters
http://pastebin.com/u/Renaissancefag

'cause my shit is too long to post it in thread like all the "Cool" Writefags.
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>>44912658
>Cowtits

More like Shortstack. She's actually smaller than 'bama.
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>>44912631
Excellent work, anon.
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>>44912658
historically accurate
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Any Alabama tonight?


TEE-TAYS
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>>44912658
Guess you wouldn't be a fan of Big E.
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>>44912701
nope
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>>44912717
Big E's got Big Es!

I'll show myself out.
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>>44912717
Superior Perflat top
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>>44912727
Well dang.
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>>44912735
Just look at poor Arizona's face! Hah!
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>>44912395
>She’d never thought her stern had been that round. Or that big
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=eBqkBBfmcfU
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>>44912749
That's not 'MURICAN enough...this is.
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>>44911707
This ride isn't over.

THE QUEEN OF THE CAPE: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1GX-AGiv0T15teAo1eXQFQR7nDjo4UoqvfJjTvAAxih0/edit?usp=sharing
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>>44912658
the best
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>>44912808
I prefer the humility of jeanex's shipgirls rather than that gaudy overdesigned whore.
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>>44912814
fug
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>>44912701
Not tonight, but I quit my job, so here's hoping for SOON.
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>>44912817
YEah this is basically the baseline for SoDak, if a little smaller in the gunnery department, she was stripped of a pair of 5 inch dual turrets to make room for a flag deck.
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>>44912835
>humility
>shipsluts

I think you missed the entire fucking point
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>>44912814
"Ahh," Anne began, awkwardly. "...About that."

"No, no, dear," Titanic said smoothly as she stepped forward, dress flowing like the waves as she moved, all dignity and grace as she positively filled the air with her presence. "Let me take care of arrangements."

"I--"

"Ah! Ah!" The liner said, cutting off the pirate. "I promise you I can negotiate very favorable rates. Very favorable."

Anne never found out exactly what transpired that afternoon, but fifteen minutes later Titanic returned, all smiles, and with a clap of her hands declared it was all sorted out.

"What did you do?" Anne asked, faintly amazed (and grinning at the slightly ridiculous Englishwoman).

Titanic just smiled. "Well, it took some doing, mind you. But when I told them you were a returning folk hero, a local legend in the flesh--and perhaps reminded them once or twice of your very recent service to the town--well, suffice it to say, I think you'll not want for funds any time soon."

"That's... really rather somethin', for a pleasure boat."

"Not just any, my dear Anne," Titanic replied. "And there's more! Given the state of your fame, it might be best that you go unnoticed, for a time."

"So--"

"So," Titanic pressed on, enthusiastically, "I shared my concerns with the town spokesmen--with which they agreed--and they will keep your presence to themselves, at least for a time."

"That's... pretty clever thinkin', girly," Anne admitted.

She smiled beautifically, and pressed proudly on. "In addition, I have seen fit to appoint myself your publicist."
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>>44912817
wait did this guy do >>44912629

If so, then only 2 more SoDaks to go! Mamie and Indiana when!?
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>>44912863
cute and simple > lewd and flashy
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None of them can beat the original...Wooyeah baby!
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>>44912263
>>44912340
We need more Kaga anyway.
>>44912353
The battleship is there for a reason.
>>44912373
It is worth attempting, at least. Best case scenario we can deny the Abyssals the ability to directly fuck with Naka.

Worst case scenario, we shove a MOAB/nuke through, and potentially deny the Abyssals the ability to fuck with Naka.

Wait.

What if something comes through the gash? We're assuming it's one-way - what if our fleet's 'idol' is a walking mobile beachhead for an Abyssal invasion force?
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>>44912835
Your a good person anon, even if their Penn is basically TRUMP
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Shall we use the Abyssal's tactics?

Just deploy all the corgis into the strait. The Abyssals have tons of landing craft to get the invasion going. So the corgis will say hi to them.
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>>44912889
>What if something comes through the gash? We're assuming it's one-way - what if our fleet's 'idol' is a walking mobile beachhead for an Abyssal invasion force?

Oh fuck, what if Light Cruiser Oni pops out from inside Naka?
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>>44912866
Anne's face fell a yard and her voice dropped a fathom. "You what."

The luxury liner clapped her hands again. "No need to thank me!"

"Thank you? What about--food? Lodgings? Munitions?"

"I can answer all these questions and more," Titanic said grandly, arms spread wide, "with one word and one word alone."

Despite herself, Anne leaned in, intrigued.

Titanic's eyes flashed pretty and bright against the elegant dark of her mascara."Tribute."

'Tribute,' as it turned out, included a modest but comfortable beachfront condominum--one of many, decidedly chaotic in make, shape, and quality, dotting the coast just a few hundred feet from the water's edge. Anne tried not to wince at the peeling white facade looking out upon the shore, propped up on perilous-looking stilts. She climbed a few slightly crumbled concrete steps, past a beaming Titanic holding the door open grandly.

"Now," Titanic said, as they stood there in the sparsely-decorated living room. "There are two bedrooms, a privy, a modest but well-appointed kitchenette..." She trailed off, and took a deep breath. "But Anne, there's something else."

Anne looked up from the fireplace--disused, but probably salvageable. "Aye?"

Titanic was oddly reluctant, given her boister (and bluster). "The year is 2018, dear. Those blaggards who assailed us are called abyssals; they answer to no nation and attack all just the same."

"Well then," Anne replied. "S'pose that explains a few things."
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>>44912882
Nah he didn't. And that other SoDak design is shiiit. Not cowboy enough.
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>>44912916
A day and a half later, a man named Edgar picked up the phone.

"Tallships Association of South Carolina," he said, drilled into mindless practice by experience.

"Good morning, sir, hello," said an unfamiliar, formal-sounding British woman on the other side of the line. "The last three phone calls have made it sadly evident to me that I must preface my inquiry with the firm insistence that no, this is not a joke."

"...Yeah?" Edgar asked, sitting up in his chair at the sheer weight of poise in the strange caller's voice. "What can I do for you?"

"This is the RMS Titanic, and I would like to hire your services for the repair of my friend, the HMS Concord," she replied primly.

Edgar stared at the receiver for a minute before slowly putting the phone down.

But when the phone rang again, Edgar somehow knew this wasn't just the most inventive prank caller he'd ever met.
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>>44912885
extremely subjective
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>>44912814
>"I’ve a powerful need for booty."

Yar I have a powerful need for her booty dayum
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>>44912909
>Oh fuck, what if Light Cruiser Oni pops out from inside Naka?
How about these instead?
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>>44912814
>>44912866
>>44912916
>>44912955
Oh, that's significantly less despair-ful than I was expecting.
Cute.
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>>44912975
Is there no middle ground? Relatively modest while still titillating?
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>>44912994
Naka would need to have sex with Harder in order to have that come out of her belly.
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>>44912814
Question. Back in the fourth write-up, Terror 'brought her song to the town'.

Did she literally just walk into a population center and make everybody kill themselves/each other?
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So Canadian anons, when will we fight in the atlantic to discover that Habakkuk already did our job and is having an ice hokey tournament with the Abbyssals?
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>>44913024
Not EVERYBODY I think, just the people in that bar/nearby.
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>>44912918
That looks like the same guys artstyle...

has lexington drawfag come back to us?
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>>44913024
Not everybody. Not everyone reacted violently; not all of those who did died. Some would have had the will to resist entirely.

But yes, she walked into a population center and made the people there betray themselves and each other before slipping into the sea.

God help the rescue crews that show up for that one.
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>>44913003
you mean like some canon KC designs (when done by good artists)?
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>>44913003
of course not
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>All this writefaggotry of ships that have no home to go back to and dont care for the Abyssals either.
THANK FUCKING GOD!! It took you ppl lost enough to write of the lost and forgotten.
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>>44913044
pretty sure pixelfag did that
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>>44913068
But the real question here is simple.
Does Titanic have a fairy band, and will they play Nearer, My God, to Thee?
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>>44911830
>Musashi took obscene punishment before going down including ludicrous amounts of torpedo hits.
>BB's don't go down from torpedoes that easily.

Just an FYI. It didn't take 19 torpedoes to sink Musashi, she just took 19 before sinking. The US torpedo bombers did successful anvil attacks against her scoring hits on both sides, meaning she flooded evenly and did not capsize. The anvil attack is what most torpedo attacks try for as it almost guarantees a hit, but in this instance Musashis size did help her sustain more damage than she would otherwise have. If you look at the sinking of Yamato, you'll notice she took 11 torpedoes before sinking, but they were all on one side to make her capsize, the US learned from Musashi that sometimes it's best not to do the anvil.

More examples of ships taking more hits than required to sink are the Shoho and the Oklahoma. Shoho took at least 13 bombs and 7 torpedoes, and she's a small carrier. It didn't take that many hits to sink her, that's just what she took before she sank. Oklahoma took 9 torpedoes, but she was already sinking at 3. Hell the last torpedo hit her deck.

Pic very related.
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>>44913089
Fair enough? I've seen some, but all I can think of when I hear, "Canon KC designs," is Shimakaze.
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>>44913118
That would be telling.

For all future reference, the contents of the Gdocs are mostly me; the contents of the not-Gdocs are my partner.
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>>44912909
How do you think Naka got those marks, how do you think that she was able to physically touch her?

And now she has her siblings sleeping with her....

>Light Cruiser Oni tries it again.
>Gets mistaken as Naka in the dark and glomped
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>>44913003
Of course there's a middle ground, it's just difficult to resist crossing the line into slutty territory or to hold back too much.

Lewdness is a tool not to be misused.
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>>44913141
That's an exception than the rule. Most are closer to Shoukaku and Kongou than Shimakaze.
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>>44913033
>A few Canadian ships come back as Abyssals
> They don't really raid, join at try to form a team and represent The Voice Below as a NHL team.
>Entire plan is to demoralize hockey fans by taking the Stanley Cup to the abyss till next season.
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>>44913181
I know, but it taints my view of it. I like anime and manga and general Japanese style of drawing, but sometimes, it's just too much.
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>>44913191
>Their plan backfires because, after beating all the Canadian teams, they continue to beat all the American teams
>Canada is ecstatic; this is the first time a Canadian team has held The Cup in years
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>>44913191
When they face off against the Canucks in the finals, Vancouver rioted again at how adorable they are.
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>>44913240
Why did I laugh so hard. Send help.
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>>44913246
>Canucks in the finals
Okay, that's pushing it.
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>>44913191
They get invited to the all star games and then again for the Canadian woman hockey team for the Olympics.
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>>44913275
Is it just me, or do they look chubbier than usual?
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>>44913275
"Better Leyte than never"
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>>44913289
it's the style
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>>44913191
>Canadian abyssals
>"I'M NOT YOUR SHIP, ADMIRAL"
>"I'M NOT YOUR ADMIRAL, BOAT"
>"I'M NOT YOUR BOAT, CAPTAIN"
>"I'M NOT YOUR CAPTAIN, GIRL"
>"I'M NOT YOUR GIRL, SKIPPER"
etc
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>>44913144
>mfw I have to stitch all of that together from the different sources when I do the transcription tomorrow

But hey, if I couldn't take a joke, I shouldn't be in a planefag quest, right?
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>>44913275
Yeah, same class, yet Yamato took far fewer hits and still sank. I was looking for that pic, thanks.
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>>44913321
I am not sure if I know the reference.
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>>44913337
What's Japanese for "Not my fault, did what I could to fix it later?"
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>>44913337
Cheers, mate. You do good work.
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>>44913337
and we appreciate it
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>>44913356
South Park
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>>44913340
Yamatomatos had really fucking terrible torpedo defense systems anyways senpai.

She shipped 3,000 tons of water from a single torpedo fired from an American sub hitting the strongest part of the bulge.

Meanwhile North Carolina got hit by a type 93 at the weakest part of the TDS, and only took on 200 tons.
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>>44913356
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuQK6t2Esng
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>>44913321
Will the Canadian Abbyssal command be fully balanced between DDs, CLs, CAs, BBs, and CVs? Because it is 2016?
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>>44913357
Hurry-Curry Sudoku Day-sue
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>>44913382
Japanese damage control in general was just awful. I forget which of their 4 carriers at Midway took 1 bomb hit and 2 near misses and then just burned down basically. Probably Akagi.
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>>44913357
I think that falls under 'shigataganai' - "it can't be helped, don't worry about it".
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>>44913382
You'd think a war machine that based so much of its doctrine around torpedoes would worry more about how to defend against them.
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>>44913398
>"Why is an Abyssal the new Deputy Minister of National Defense?"
>"Because it's 2016"

Now I'm wondering what an Abyssal occupied government would be like. Yeah, it'd have a lot of genocide, but killing several million people takes a while to happen.
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>>44913416
Taiho, the newest carrier in the Japanese fleet, exploded from a single bomb hit.

The reason was that the damage control officer though it was a good idea to clear avgas fumes from the hanger by piping it throughout the entire ships ventilation system.
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Wait... did we ever resolve what was going to happen to Shigure in the short term?
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>>44913472
She's going to stick by her teitoku's side and anyone that tries to grab her will have the whole of Yokohama crashing down on their heads.
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>>44913436
Will the Canadians under Abbyssal Trudeau get uninvited from the UN security council on defense against naval terrors?
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>>44913472
Nope. Goto has entered angry mama bear mode, which is good enough for me for the moment.
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>>44911813
Wouldn't "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is my dess" flow better?
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>>44913129
Look up USS Meredith (DD-434). She took the brunt of an entire air wing that had been searching for USS Enterprise, but settled on her.
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>>44913498
>Abyssals send poorly disguised spy to UN meetings and political rallies, desperately trying to astroturf pacifist politicians and military budget cuts

But to address your question directly, I don't think the Canadians has ever sent their own representative to UN security council meetings and just give the US representative a list of things which the US will promptly ignore but pretend they supported during the meeting.

>Canada
>relevant military

Russians would eat you for lunch.
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>>44913565
That is a joke on Canadians being uninvited from the Anti-ISIS meeting recently. Because Trudeau pulled out of bombing ISIS.
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>>44913591
Well it's not like Canada was doing anything useful against ISIS to begin with, so my point still stands.
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>>44913365
That reminds me, the USS Colorado was one of the Big Seven, yet was denied the glory of killing Yamato when the carriers struck without orders.

She doesn't even get the fame or notoriety of her sisters, despite being present for the whole Pacific campaign.

Potential Abyssal candidate, or another SoDak, hmm?
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>>44911937
She seemed to grasp "Don't shoot nips" pretty quick. Even if only so that they serve as cannon fodder.
I mean, I'm not expecting happy tea parties or whatever, but it's not like she'll kill anyone.
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>>44913512
What happened to her? Poor girl.
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>>44913565
>Russians would eat you for lunch.
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>>44913605
None of the Colorados have any reason at all to go abyssal.
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>>44913605
SoDak gets lucky in that she actually has a memorial, surviving sister ships, and a record that isn't shit.
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>>44911758
That pic still weirds me out. If that's Vancouver's harbour, then that river in the background is the Capilano. All those trees are now shopping malls and offices and condos. There's nothing in that area to indicate that it was ever wooded. Even the trees that are there are totally different species.
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>>44913622
Indeed.

>>44913605
Possible abyssal traits might emerge if she ever got near Yamato, but isn't Yamato a double secret to begin with?
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>>44913459
US learned the avgas lesson in 1942 with Lexington. Didn't purge the avgas lines when she took damage, they leaked and it reached some generator and blew her up. This was after taking bomb hits and torpedo hits, having her go dead in the water, then DC teams getting the flooding and list under control, fires under control, decks replanked, making 20 knots again and recovering her air group.
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>>44913697
With Lexington it was more because the system designed specifically to put out avgas fires, failed due to bomb damage.
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>>44913733
We should have a system to put out bombs.
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>>44913512
>DD takes 14 bombs and 7 torpedoes
>Actually manages to stay afloat long enough to take 14 bombs and 7 torpedoes

Jesus fuck, DDs have been known to go under in less than 2 minutes from a single torpedo hit, but taking 7 plus the bombs? What was fucking left of it to even hit?
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>>44913624
Being pissed at WarGaming for their shitty depiction of her abilities in game?
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>>44912909
Or her.
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>>44913840
The cutest after Wo.
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>>44913835
>Shit, no offense, but grinding past you was fucking murderous. You wanna go murder the russians? I'm fucking game lady.
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>>44913856
Remember, the team with the most Colorados looses!
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>>44913611
>What happened to [USS Meredith]? Poor girl.
About what you'd expect when 38 aircraft all attack a single Gleaves-class DD. Especially when the first bomb-hit knocked out her bridge, internal comms, and central fire-control.
>14 bomb hits
>7 torpedo hits
>complement of 208
>8 officers and 73 men survive
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>>44913959
You'd think there'd be a buff or two to even that out by now
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>>44914078
It's not Russian, so its good enough to last until the power creep starts to be a bitch!
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>>44913823
Even worse, the first few hits was enough. The rest sprayed burning oil all over her survivors.
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I still say the Straights of Malacca are a nasty fucking trap waiting to happen.
>So attacking the humans in a pincer trap didnt work out on the open seas?
>I know lets force them to bottle themselves up in these cripplingly important straights. Its the perfect spot to force them to stand and fight!
>It also threatens to cut off a very important trade route, its the perfect way to force them to stand still(ish) while we shoot at them!
Also this might just prompt the Thai Government to actually begin building that Channel across the Malay Peninsula that makes Singapore and Indonesia shit themselves with fear of killing their trade economies in the Straights of Malacca, causing a massive international dispute. A win-win for the Abyssals there too.
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>>44912749
You can't just strap an entire boat to their back and call it a shipgirl, goddamn
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>>44914375
You can't just strap a landing strip to a kyudo archer and call it a shipgirl, goddamn.
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>>44914415
Sure you can.

I mean, personally I don't really like it, but it's not like they've got the entire fuckin' ship as a quiver.
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>>44913436
2018
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>>44913854
reeeee
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>>44914543
FUCKING SHIPGIRL NORMALFAGS

GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OCEAN
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>>44914568
remove wo
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>>44911948
Thought. Elly's actions are more simplistic than they seem. At least using that name In the royal sense.

These small errors in judgement are, in fact, skewed perceptions on 'what' she is. Her actions only make sense for the universe she's from.

Each and every one. Whatever has made her this way has, in fact, 'loosened' her tangibility in local space/time. It makes sense. All these little deviations imply she's stuck in a 'sliders' predicament.

She's never home. It's very sad. And she probably knows exactly what's going on. Which is why she hooks on top the one constant she seems to have.

Mr. Foxx. It seems that he's her one solid tether to the prime KCQverse. We just don't have enough info to determine whether her ability to 'swap' is at random, or under her control.
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>>44914187
Or it is Russian and trash to grind through they won't fix because Russian Bias.

Freaking T-43...
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>>44916265
dude what
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>>44916726
Multiverse, anon. She's not time traveling, she's slipping into different versions of our galaxy.
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>>44916867
My 'dude what' stands.
Is there something I'm missing about this ship?
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>>44916726
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadelphia_Experiment

Ever-after her involvement in said Experiment, nautical legend held that Shit Got Spooky aboard USS Eldridge.
The first part of Project E played to that, broadly implying that Elly and space-time (as perceived by the rest of the world) have a complicated relationship - she appears to be jumping back and forth between various versions of reality, backwards and forwards in the timeline perceived by others, and even back and forth in her *own* timeline.
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>>44916929
...oh. It's HER.
That explains everything, ok, I didn't make that connection.
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I really hope we guessed right on the song meanings, and planefag isn't giggling all the way to the bank as we act on incorrectly-interpreted intelligence.
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>>44912814
>Motherfucking QUEEN ANNE'S REVENGE

What was she even fighting? Even with the leveling effect, a tall ship would have a hard time against an ironclad, much less a Great War-era ship! I mean, a frigate or corvette? Maybe, with a strong leveling effect in place. A destroyer? You'd need to have a damn good captain who knew how to work literally every advantage known to man or shipgirl. A light cruiser? Yeah, maybe if you're one of the greatest ships that ever sailed and had the weather gauge and the devil's own luck on your side...

And yet I don't even care because AWWW YEAH, PIRATE SHIPS, BABY! I know what I'M writing today!
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>>44917161
Probably other tall ships, or triremes, or longboats maybe considering the atlantic
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>>44917172
>The Argo
>The Enterprise
>Sutton Hoo
>The Golden Hind
>HMS Victory

Well, I need to get my ass in gear and write old madam Victory's story! There's still time in this thread!
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>>44917218
Good luck
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>>44912586
I've been here for about 3 months actually.
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>>44917583
lurk moar
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>>44917938
wrong thread?
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>>44918529
Nah, it's in multiple quest threads. I think he's just trying to get a reaction. Woo.
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>>44917161
You're vastly over-thinking, friend. Anne was a world-beater in her day - she's a world-beater now. That's the Leveling Effect. It smooths over the little problems that make that would make that not true.

Likewise, if a ship had issues even for its day (such as Terror & Erebus's dog-shit ship-to-ship combat), well, those issues persist.
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>>44919236
Yeah, but there's also the problem that massively out-dated or obsolete ships are lagging behind, even with the Leveling Effect, at least as far as I understood it.

It helps close the gap that would otherwise be ridiculous, but if you go back too far, it's not enough, sort of thing?

Add to that, why HAVEN'T other, older ships been coming back? Why has it largely been WW2 and Great War ships? is it because they're so old they've forgotten too much of themselves to re-form? Or is it because the Abyss and human navies both know that a ship of the line just isn't going to cut it against a pre-dreadnought?
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>>44919311
> Yeah, but there's also the problem that massively out-dated or obsolete ships are lagging behind, even with the Leveling Effect, at least as far as I understood it.

No, there's a problem with ships who served well past their day, dying with memories of being /made/ obsolete. It's not quite the same thing.

Remember, the Effect narrows as you move forward; the closer to modern you are, the less it helps you. Older ships come off as more sorcerous because they're getting more issues smoothed over.

As far as why more older ships haven't been coming back, I can only theorize; I do not actually have the answer. But if you want my theory, it's because their identities didn't last. Humanity didn't keep them in their hearts. Look at the ones that /have/ returned - Anne is still a fearsome legend, and Terror & Erebus were a political point just recently, brought up for a nation's attempt at a land grab. How many Age of Sail ships can you say even have their names casually remembered? How about remembered by amateur history students? How recent do you have to get before someone you'd say isn't a student of war can remember a ship off of the top of their head?

Again, this is in no way official, but the legions of the Silent are Silent for a reason, I should think.
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>>44919311
Ive been wondering, since the BBEG thing can upgrade practically anything, why isnt he stealing literally any ship that has ever sail and just sticking tons on Warp-space Abyssal stuff onto them and making them commerce raiders? Seriously, we have seen Erebus's tactics, so why not get like a bunch of galleys or other pre-industrial ships and make them into ones that perform the exact same maneuver when attacking convoys? If you have tens of thousands of monsters doing this you are eventually going to grind sea trade to a fucking halt.
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>>44919361
That makes sense I suppose. Okay, this is going to get interesting.

Oh god, what if Anne has a tiny fairy Blackbeard aboard? And a pirate's SPECIALTY was boarding actions! After all, there's no cargo if you sink 'em!

Finally! My dreams of fairy marines are coming true!

>>44919368
We so, SO badly need some repair ships, or fairy engineer/shipbuilding crews...

Wait... Maybe he IS? Think about the classes of ships the Abyss has in the game: they aren't related to real-world ships all that much. Maybe he's taking the raw materials of forgotten ships and turning them into the abyssal classes that don't mirror real vessels?
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>>44919236
USS Constitution when?
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>>44919550
Think about who you're asking that question.

How badly do you really want it to be me that writes her?
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>>44919491
Ok so then here is the thing. Humanity has been sailing the seas for a LONG, LONG time, like say 5000 years or so. In that time they have built a LOT of ships, and i do mean a lot. All of these ships have rotted to nothing of course but we have literally seen ships like Essex, who was scrapped and scattered to the four winds come back so that clearly isn't a problem for them. Now since there have prboably been more than the entire current world navies combined roster number of ships been build over the Centuries and VERY few of the old ones are remember/honored (The only thing permanently stopping them from going abyssal at a whim) that means there are tens of thousand if not hundreds of thousand of reanimation targets for the BBEG to use to attack ppl with. Now discounting the ones that don't want to return to fight stuff, ie trade ships, ancient rich ppl pleasure boats and fishing boats, that still leaves us with tens of thousand of ships like, Ancient war Galleys, Chinese war-junks, Indian naval ships, Medieval equivalents of the same variety, Viking Longships, 17th century ships of the line, Navies of minor powers that were scrapped during the World Wars by Germany, Austria, the US, the UK and France and the rest, Navies of the Major powers that were scrapped for the same reasons (a confirmed source of Abyssalification), and literally any ship over the course of Humanity's existence out on the ocean that has a bone to pick with its makers for literally whatever reason.

Now i will be the first to admit most of these will not do well in stand up fightsVS Human Fleets and the like, but in the Write-ups Erebus just literally charges up from the Depths and annihilated the ones or ten ships carrying the actual supplies in the convoy before fucking off back to the deeps, an apparently AMAZING tactic against convoys for whatever reason.
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>>44919738
The effectiveness of Erebus's strikes have a lot more to do with Erebus herself than you think. She can only really hit one target like that unless she's willing to stand and fight (she's not); that target is generally the freighter carrying the supplies. The reason it works is bomb ships are tough. Stupid tough. Almost comedically tough. They had to slug out with shore emplacements - and win. And when Erebus died, she died having /just been made even tougher/. She doesn't come off with no damage - it's just that it takes a shitload of killing to make her dead.

TL;DR if what you're proposing worked they'd already be doing it.
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>>44919738
Do you think the Vasa would come back as an Abyssal?

She was a first-rate ship that sank on her maiden voyage in front of hundreds of people (including allied and enemy ambassadors), so I'd guess she'd come back due to a number of factors.
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>>44917218
My bet is the Argo is the Voice Below, or the first Ship Girl and/or Abyssal.
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>>44919738
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So why is it that the BBEG hasnt just made like 6000 or so Ships whose entire job is to do literally only that and them sic'ed them on world trade in general since it has so many disposable ships to work with? Sure they suck at a straight up fight but that literally isnt their purpose.All they would do is annihilate trade ships/cargo ships/oil tankers to the point of utterly ruining the Human economy and destroying world trade and causing massive industrial shortages, grinding the industrial might of the Human nations into fucking dust.
>But it cant just teleport in ships like that.
It cant teleport FLEETS of ships about like that. All it would really take for small convoys would be like 5 or so raiders performing this tactic to ruin the convoy. We have seen them port in more on an ad-hoc basis in the quest.
>But the causalities.
They have near infinite numbers of ships to do this with, all the BBEG has to do is upgrade them for this purpose alone, and use them like ammunition. It takes us humans a lot longer to rebuild ships than it does for the BBEG to just suck another one out of the depths and put some RAMMING SPEED Warp-Stuff on it and send it on its way. They already have the ability to find convoys like heat seeking missiles so this literally should be no problem for them.
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>>44919738
We've seen full well that scrapping isn't enough to make a ship go abyssal. It's not some ultimate betrayal, it's like your boss telling you they're not renewing your employment contract because the new grads can do it better than you. It sorta sucks but it's a thing that happens. If things were fine until then, it's not going to trigger RACE WAR NOW GAS THE VO^H^HHUMANS.

Incidentally, we've seen almost exclusively 1900s+ ships, which implies that if a ship isn't remembered AT ALL it can't come back.
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>>44919873
This is way im asking this, why the fuck isnt this shit already happening? From the write-ups im gathering that the Abyssals arent nearly as threatening as the whole "MUHAHAHAHHAHAHA im evil and going to eat all the fucking meat sacks because evil and destroy the world!!!!!!" threat that was originally stated in the quest at the start. So they are resorting to terrorist tactics of fear, raiding and economy crippling to even the hilariously lopsided advantage the Humans have against them. And yet they havent even managed to put a dent in the Human Nations at all yet. All they are doing is stripping large island nations (Britain and Japan primarily) of food and supplies, a bad thing to be sure, but not world shaking by any means. They are also starving nations that are defendant upon food aid as well, once again a bad thing to be sure, but not world shaking by any means.

So are they just fucking retarded? DO they have a learning inability? Why do all of this if you dont do well at it and don't learn from your mistakes. I get that early big battles like LA were the Abyssal ships getting their "I MUST KILL DA HOOMANS!!!!!" fill of slaughter but seriously its been nearly two fucking years of this shit.
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>>44920006
I dunno how much being an obscure ship means you don't come back.

I mean, most people don't know about the Erebus or Terror. Or ANY Jap destroyer.
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>>44920058
Reference >>44919361 as to T&E.

Also, there's PLENTY of people studying WWII naval actions at any given time, and thus thinking about those nip DDs by name.

Can you say the same about those longships and triremes you brought up? Do we even know the names of those ships?
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>>44920114
No, I agree that a lot of ships have been forgotten and thus won't come back, but I'm just saying that by most people's definition of "forgotten", a lot of ships qualify just from the fact that 99% of the population doesn't even spend a neuron thinking about them.

I'm wondering if remembering the deeds of a ship qualifies as "remembering" them. More obscure wars mean the ships won't come back, but famous wars and battles mean ships might come back, even if the ship in that engagement wasn't directly remembered.
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>>44920146
>a lot of ships qualify just from the fact that 99% of the population doesn't even spend a neuron thinking about them.
Anon, that's not "a lot of ships", that's all ships that aren't currently being featured on Faux. Average people do not spend time thinking about warships.
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>>44920165
Which is my point.
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>>44920178
Then I have no clue what your argument is.
Are you saying that because most people don't remember ships, it doesn't matter if anybody remembers the ship?
Are you saying that because most people don't remember ships the people that do remember that ship count extraplusdoublegood?
Are you saying that we need a stricter definition of "forgotten"?
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>>44920227
>Are you saying that we need a stricter definition of "forgotten"?

Yes. Or that "being forgotten" isn't what's preventing older ships from coming back, because there are plenty of ships that are studied by scholars just as much as more recent vessels.

There are a good number of very old ships that were remembered well enough to get reconstructions made of them. Doesn't that count as "remembering" for them? So why aren't they coming back.

To say that there's a line in history where on one side ships aren't "remembered" and on the other side they are is stupid and nonfactual.

Yes, old ships from the trireme era may have forgotten themselves and thus wont' come back. That is true. But that same logic cannot be the case for a ship like the Santa Maria or the Vasa. Every time a person walks into a museam dedicated to them, they're "remembered." So there must be some other reason that causes the discrepancy in ship origin eras.
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>>44920316
Maybe it's just limited to twentieth century boats.
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>>44920383
We have Ironclads and, if that new writeup is canon, the fucking Queen Anne's Revenge running around so that isnt it.
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I wonder if there are any LCS free to do ASW/AA/Recon for us in that area of SEA.
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>>44920595
A certain time range, then. Or it comes down to boats that have a strong desire to return. That might explain why Essex was summoned merely by hearing its name.
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>>44920668
Speaking of, didn't Essex sustain an injury? Is she really fit to keep fighting?
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>>44920936
her fake tits took a hit. she'll be fine
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Maybe older ships don't come back because they feel they aren't "wanted"? Turning an old warship into harbor decorations and tourist traps isn't all that respectful. Not saying they're angry at us, it's not like they want us to send a ship of the line against a modern destroyer just to go out in a blaze of glory, but they feel they've retired and replaced.

And really, most summoning rituals probably had modern vessels as their targets. Why not try a summoning ceremony on an older wooden ship?
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>>44920936
If carriers took that little to put out of action, they'd be worthless. Not only will she be fine; I think the Abyss just made her angrier.

I wish I knew more about what the marines are fighting down there on Iwo... I shouldn't think M16s are much good against even the thinnest-skinned silent. Undead perhaps? Spirits? Deep Ones? Lobstermen?

Or do we FINALLY have fairies fighting? Abyssal ones, admittedly, but I'll take what I can get! Tiny fairy landing forces with heavy weapons WILL be a thing, dammit!
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>>44922388
Better than being scrapped, at least.
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>>44919880
Are you still on about this? Christ.
>Why haven't they summoned an invincible fleet and killed everything all at once?
Because they can't
>But they totally can!
No, they can't
>But those fleets-
Actually had need of logistics, once they popped. And once they were destroyed they weren't instantly replaced.

The quest has shown the Abyss throwing out unorganized raiders at an unknown but not 'everything at once' rate. The quest has shown that the Abyss can throw out organized fleets, but so far it seems to be a significant event for them- again, not an 'everything at once' rate.
Stop insisting otherwise.
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>>44922890
>Dumb Shoucucku poster.



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