>>46837986
> Find Griselda, see if you can review things before the match.

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>>46837986
FIRST

>>46838169
Aw, dangit.

>>46837986
>> Find Griselda, see if you can review things before the match.

>>46838185
That was very far from first too.

>>46837986
> Find Griselda, see if you can review things before the match.

>>46838270
I was finishing up the PzIII so I didn't look like a piece of shit who can't deliver on what I promise.

I'll drop the name now too, but if anybody has a suggestion or something you can contact me on twitter @Pixel_Anon.

>>46837986
>> Go find your tank, see how its doing and make sure it’s up to snuff.

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Yes! Finaly I have my chance, now the other tanks are sure to notice me!

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>>46838449
who's this fucking guy

>>46838449
Eeeeeh, is this even a real tank?

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>>46838462
>AHHH! Senpai noticed me!

I am the Bob Semple tank and I will defend New Zealand from the Japanese .

> Find Griselda, see if you can review things before the match.

“Not gonna come with us?” asks Stack.

“I gotta make sure things are okay with Griselda,” you say. Winona smirks, giving you a few quirks of the eyebrows. “That does not mean anything. I’m just making sure she’s okay and that the plan is the same as last night.”

“That’s fair,” says Ingrid. “We’ll see you later then.” And thus, the four of them go off to have some fun before thhe match. You sigh, honestly, the nerve of Winona. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think she was trying to make you some sort of public use whore.

Whatever, your tanks are currently being inspected by the NATO Officials before being transported to the starting locations. You find Griselda speaking one of the judges in fact, clarifying everything about the tanks, all mods and little customizations. She looks over at you. “Ellie, good to see you.”

“Griselda,” you say.

The judge smiles at you, pulling her helmet off and shaking out her fluffy auburn hair. “Nice to meet you. Crew Chief Judge Jill Joyce.” She shakes your hand. “I and my crew will be overseeing the match for you today.”

Griselda smiles, pointing at Joyce. “NATO poached her from the ITL.”

“Oooh, not in so many words,” Joyce nervously admits. “But you don’t have anything illegal on your tank I should know about right?” You shake your head. “Good, good. Carry on then, Griselda. Remember your rally point, five minute lag time alright?” Griselda nods, and away Miss Joyce goes.

Griselda smiles at you. “Did you want to talk about something?”

> “No, I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright.”
> “Could you clarify the plan again?”
> Other

>>46838601
>> “No, I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright.”

>>46838601
> “Could you clarify the plan again?”

>>46838601
> “No, I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright.”

>>46838601
>> “Could you clarify the plan again?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Alright, here's the tiebreaker then.

1. Seduce the GrisGris
2. Plan lewd nothings with the GrisGris

>>46839004
Whoah whoah whoah GS, where did you get this lewdness from? Clearly we are simply concerned for our friend!

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> “Could you clarify the plan again?”

“The plan?” She nods, reaching into her satchel and pulling out a paper map of the area. “Right, well, here’s what we have so far.”

> WEATHER FORECAST
> Slightly cold, 50% chance of rain, cloudy overcast

> TERRAIN FORECAST
> Swamp, marshes, muddy terrain, light forestry.

“So again, plan is for you to head north with the Panzer III and the Churchill and secure the airport. Try and take what you think the fastest route is, I’m not sure if crossing the mud is actually quicker considering it’s mud. Anyway, I’ve got the Pershing, we’re going to hold down the south road into the airport. That south road is the only road that isn’t caked with mud or water, so it’ll be important for moving all over the place. Got it?”

You nod. “Yeah, good.”

“Great!” Griselda smiles at you. “I must be honest, you’re the only commander that actually came to me again to clarify things. I hope that’s because everyone else understands.”

“Maybe it is,” you say. “I mean, there isn’t too much at stake in this tournament for LGA, right?”

“Only my pride,” Griselda mumbles. “But that’s irrelevant. I’m glad you asked. I’m sure you’ll do fine.” You smile happily.

> Keep talking with Griselda. (Topic?)
> Head to the fair, meet with your crew.
> Head to the Rally Point early, maybe you’ll even get to meet with Hoffmeister
> Other

>>46839111
> Keep talking with Griselda. (Topic?)
Let's ask how she's handling things too, then.

>>46839111
>> Head to the fair, meet with your crew.

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>>46839111
>Head to the fair, meet with your crew

Make sure they don't OD on fried Kool-Aid

>>46839111
>>46839123
Supporting!

>>46839111
>> Head to the fair, meet with your crew.

>>46838601
>You sigh, honestly, the nerve of Winona. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think she was trying to make you some sort of public use whore.

For fuck's sake Schteel, right in the fetish

>>46839111
The churchill will slow us down. We will have to go ahead.

> Head to the fair, meet with your crew.

-

-

“Oh hey,” says Winona as she bites down on some poutine. Stack and Ingrid are currently playing a ring toss game, where the goal is to get the ring onto the bottle. The prize that sits in front of it is theirs if they can just get it on there. Everything from Bandaged Bears to iPods (who uses iPods anymore?) to little toy tanks. “Want to give it a go?”

You shake your head. “No thanks.” You check your watch. “We’ve only got about 30 minutes before we have to head to the rally point, you know that right?” She holds out some poutine to you. Eh… just one. You take a fry and pop it in, chewing on it.

“Yeah, I know,” she says. You look around. Where’s Josephina? Winona points down the rows. And there is Josephina being accosted by several young kids much smaller than her. Josephina is nervously trying to worm her way away, while the kids all look up at her in awe of her immense size.

… she’s not that tall, kids.

Stack flicks her wrist, sending her last ring off into the wall. “Agh! Fu-…” She looks at the little kid right next to her. Ingrid stares at Stack, smugly. “… uuuuuuuudge.” Good save, Stack. Stack huffs, puffing her cheeks out and looking at Ingrid as she makes her last throw. The ring flies up and lands right on top of a Bandaged Bear. “… fudge.”

With a new bear as her prize, Ingrid tosses the bear to you. “Here you go, tough guy.” Hey! You don’t even… Aww, he’s got a little eyepatch, aww and he’s got a little fluffy crutch too! Ingrid folds her arms.

Winona smiles at you. “Come on, you can take like ten minutes to have some fun, right?” asks Winona. Well…

> No, you can’t be late. Being late is for degenerates.
> Ten minutes isn’t that much time…
> Other

>>46839554
> Ten minutes isn’t that much time…

>>46839554
>> Ten minutes isn’t that much time…

>>46839554
>> No, you can’t be late. Being late is for degenerates.

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>>46839554
>No, you can’t be late. Being late is for degenerates.

We need time to check over the tank, get it warmed up, do a plan review with the whole team, and coordinate with our partner crew.

>>46839689
Why the hell is that little shit blocking our view of two good looking women?

>>46839554
> Ten minutes isn’t that much time…

>>46839554
> No, you can’t be late. Being late is for degenerates.

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>>46839740
She's doing what she does best. Screwing with people.

Look at her. She knows what she's doing and she's proud of herself.

>>46839740
[USER WAS EXPELLED FOR THIS POST]

>>46839968
>Implying
Senpai, you got shit taste. Leave little girls alone.

>tied again
Stop bullying poor Schteel.

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>>46839997

>>46839554
>who uses iPods anymore?
I do. I rip to lossless from CD, so the Classic was the only decent option. Though once that borks I'm going to re-rip to FLAC on my phone.

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

Tied again? Oh great. Let's break out the dice AGAIN.

1. lewd things with the crew
2. skip lewd things with the crew and go to the lewd things with the tanks

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>>46840173

>>46840226
Yer a good man GS

>>46840173
Where's the reverse of this image? I saw it in one of these threads before.


>>46840234
My nigga

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>>46840320
>>46840173

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>>46840320
Now leave and take your shittaste with you

> Ten minutes isn’t that much time…

You sigh. “Well, ten minutes won’t be too much I guess.” Winona nudges you with her elbow, grinning happily. “What is there to do?”

Winona points down the rows. “There’s a sorting game that’s right up your alley!” She takes your wrist. “Come on! Let’s go!”

-

-

Well, that was fun. Everyone seemed to have fun! You even won yourself a prize in the form of a little lanyard and a Bandaged Bear keychain! How cute!

> + 5 MORALE TO ALL CREWMEMBERS

EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT YOU’RE LATE TO THE RALLY OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

You hurry onto the Rally Point in front of the big screen TV, built up and set up to show the match in real time. The bleachers have been roofed over with tarps to cover from the light rain coming. Iris looks at you disapprovingly as you butt in between her and Griselda. “Where were you?” whispers Griselda disappointedly.

“I got distracted,” you say. Ugh… how did ten minutes turn into thirty!? You were having too much fun!

That’s it, NO MORE FUN ALLOWED.

Across from you, the Camp Gagetown girls stand, stark in maroon jackets and black miniskirts. “So, this is your late arrival?” says one of them. She’s just a little under an inch shorter than you, but to back it up she has quite the ample chest like yours as well. Her brown hair is done up in a single big braid draped on her shoulder with a brown beret on top. She looks at you disapprovingly. Ugh… noooo…

Griselda motions to you. “Elodie Zumwalt. Meryl Hoffmeister.”

“Charmed,” says Hoffmeister, obviously not very charmed at all. “So, should I expect you to be late to the fight as well?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>46840422
>> Polite


>>46840418
Oh look the person who gets off to children is calling my taste shit.

Har.

>>46840422
>> Polite

>>46840422
> Polite

>>46840422
>> Polite

>>46840449
Oh, carry on then Bolshevik

>>46840422
> Polite

> Polite

You bow to her. “I’m so sorry. I got distracted, I was having some fun with my crew, I lost track of time…” You shrug. “I uh… I hope I didn’t offend by not being on time or anything.”

Meryl nods, giving a very stern look. “I understand. Sometimes we lose track of time. Try not to do it again. Let’s get this over with. Hopefully we leave here with an extra three points on our division record.”

You look over at Griselda. Griselda shrugs. “We are projected to finish dead last after all.” Hmph, as if.

The Judges step up between you commanders. “The match between Lafayette Girls Academy and Camp Gagetown will now begin! This is an Elimination Match, first team to render inoperable all tanks or induce surrender of the other team will win! Shake hands!” Meryl and Griselda step up to each other, then polite shake each other’s hands.

> LAFAYETTE GIRLS ACADEMY
> Hometown: Norfolk, Virginia
> Motto: “Dum vivimus, vivamus”
> March: Lafayette Girls Academy March
> Commander: Griselda Pool

> GRISELDA POOL (M4 Sherman – 75mm M3)
> ELODIE R. ZUMWALT (Centaur I – QF 6-Pounder)
> IRIS BLACKBOURNE (Churchill IV – QF 6-Pounder)
> “SUVOROV” (Panzer III Ausf. J – 50mm KwK 38 L/42)
> SERAFINA MACZEK (M26 Pershing – 90mm M3)

> VS

[1/2]

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>>46840913
[2/2]

> CAMP GAGETOWN
> Hometown: New Brunswick and Quebec
> March: La Feuille d’Erable
> Commander: Meryl Hoffmeister

> MERYL HOFFMEISTER (GRIZZLY I w/ 17 PNDR – QF 17 Pounder) “Harry” *ELITE*
> JEANETTE ROSARIO (GRIZZLY I – 75mm M3) “Tom”
> BEATRICE WALPOLE (GRIZZLY I – 75mm M3) “Larry”
> VICTORIA JAMESON (SKINK SPAA Tank – 4x 20mm Polsten Autocannons) “Lizard”
> PAULINA HALIFAX (M5A1 STUART – 37mm M6) “Billy”


“Attend to your stations!”

-

-

With five minutes before the match starts, you’re all ready at the starting point. Iris and Suvorov stand on your tank, looking at the map as you stand out of the turret. “Right, we can either take the road, which is longer but is guaranteed to be good travel or we could go off road which is shorter, but it does mean going through mud.”

“Ha!” Suvorov thumps her chest. “We’re in tanks! Mud did not stop the Russian Army during the Napoleonic Wars, it will not stop us!” You roll your eyes.

“As sad as it sounds, I agree with her,” says Iris. “I prefer as the crow flies, it may save us time.”

Hmm… What to do out of the gates?

> Go off-road, a shorter route but over rough terrain.
> Stick to the road, longer but on good road.
> Other

>>46840938
> Go off-road, a shorter route but over rough terrain.

>>46840938
>Stick to the road, longer but on good road.

If we get bogged down, we're useless.

>>46840938
>Stick to the road, longer but on good road.

>>46840938
> Go off-road, a shorter route but over rough terrain

We'd probably get ambushed on the road.

>>46840938
>> Stick to the road, longer but on good road.

>>46840938
>Harry and Tom
Is there one called Dick?

> Go off-road, a shorter route but over rough terrain.

>>46840938
> Stick to the road...

>>46840938
> Go off-road, a shorter route but over rough terrain.

These tanks can handle a little mudding.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

STOP TYING THE VOTES

1. Roads are for pussies and boys.
2. Roads are for smart commanders like you.

>>46841474
Fuck roads!

>>46841474
Punk-ass jobber roads.

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> Go off-road, a shorter route but over rough terrain.
> GRISELDA’S ORDERS: TAKE THE AIRPORT

The flare shoots up, exploding in the air even under the dark clouds and through the light rain. “On the bounce!” yells Griselda. Your tanks roll off. The Pershing and Griselda’s M4 split off immediately and break for the road.

You on the other hand are going elsewhere. “Alright, Josephina. We’re going to be hitting the mud. Keep the revs up and don’t get us bogged down, I’ll guide.”

“O… okay.” Josephina sounds a little nervous but who wouldn’t be? Its mud, one of the world’s most underestimated opponents. As you crash right into a large brown puddle, you already feel like the Centaur I is on a different surface. The tracks here, even with the grousers, don’t feel like they have much connection to the ground.

Unlike the Churchill, which immediately blows right past you. How is a heavy tank doing so well!? It doesn’t even look like its sinking! “Shall we meet you there?” asks Iris. “Or shall we tow you and the Panzer III along?”

> COMMAND POINTS: 27 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Have the Churchill tow your tanks along. It’ll be slower but everyone will be together at least.
> Send them ahead. Taking the airport is first priority. You’ll reinforce them later.
> Other

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>>46841474
Fine, fine. I'll get my sockpuppet proxy going.>>46841655

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>>46841655
> Other

Have the Churchill reduce speed and keep pace. Be ready to assist anyone getting bogged down.

>>46841655
> INTUITION: - 2 CP

What's the composition of the enemy team?

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>>46841815
> MERYL HOFFMEISTER (GRIZZLY I w/ 17 PNDR – QF 17 Pounder) “Harry” *ELITE*
> JEANETTE ROSARIO (GRIZZLY I – 75mm M3) “Tom”
> BEATRICE WALPOLE (GRIZZLY I – 75mm M3) “Larry”
> VICTORIA JAMESON (SKINK SPAA Tank – 4x 20mm Polsten Autocannons) “Lizard”
> PAULINA HALIFAX (M5A1 STUART – 37mm M6) “Billy”

>>46841655
>>46841746
This sounds good to me, let's try it.

Welp, I'm off. Don't fuck up, anons.
Also, I should have GrisGris' Sherman done by next thread.

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>>46841908
Goodbye PixelAnon

>>46841908
Thanks for your art.

And for being civil with your trip.

>>46841655
> Have the Churchill tow your tanks along. It’ll be slower but everyone will be together at least.

>>46841952
He doesn't have a trip retard

>>46841655
>> Send them ahead. Taking the airport is first priority. You’ll reinforce them later.

>>46841655
> Send them ahead. Taking the airport is first priority. You’ll reinforce them later.

> Send them ahead. Taking the airport is first priority. You’ll reinforce them later.

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> Send them ahead. Taking the airport is first priority. You’ll reinforce them later.

“Go on without us,” you say. “We’ll catch up.”

“Alright,” says Iris. “Take us forward, driver.” The Churchill splatters some mud back as it rolls over the ground like a boat on water. You sigh, then look back to see the Panzer III. It’s floundering but thanks to its light weight, it’s at least not sinking very quickly. But if you don’t make like sharks now, you’re going to sink into the ground.

Some grime and mud splashes onto your face as your Centaur barrels through the mud and marshy fields. It also seems like you’re climbing a slope too which is already adding to the parade of constant interruptions.

Suddenly, Griselda calls over the mic. “We’ve reach our point, but the Canadians are here too!” You hear some cannon fire over the pitter patter of the rain on the turret. Then you hear a distinct snapping noise over that cannon fire. “Oh shit, it’s the Firefly!”

“How many are there?” you ask.

“Uh, I’d say… yeah, all of them are here except for that Stuart!” Her radio crackles a little. “Keep moving to the airport!”

> COMMAND POINTS: 27 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Ignore Griselda, swing south and help her before she gets eaten alive.
> The airport is yours, go and claim it.
> Other

>>46842366
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
Time to blow some.

>>46842366
>> The airport is yours, go and claim it.

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>>46842366
>The airport is yours, go and claim it.

Gris-Gris is planning on us being there. If we bail and this goes bad, its our fault. We need to hurry.

Also, give Iris a heads up that the Stuart is unaccounted for.

>>46842366
>> The airport is yours, go and claim it.

>>46842366
> The airport is yours, go and claim it.
> Other
Tell the Churchill to keep pushing straight past the airport and hit them in the flank.

>>46842366
>> The airport is yours, go and claim it.

>>46842366
> The airport is yours, go and claim it.

>>46842366
> The airport is yours, go and claim it.

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> The airport is yours, go and claim it.

The Centaur and the Panzer III continue moving along the mud until finally, you come to a skidding halt. “Stop, stop!” you yell. If you keep moving, you’re going to dig yourself deeper. “Stack, Ingrid, out here with me! Suvorov, stop right there!” The Panzer III stops a little ways ahead of you.

You grab the winch off the front of the tank, then drop into the ground. You almost sink right down to your knees! No wonder this is tough moving! You tug out as much cable as you need, while Ingrid and Stack grab spare sideskirts and prop them under the treads for support. You hurry through the mud, then hook the cable onto the Panzer III. Suvorov grins at you as she stands turned out. “Come on, Elodie! The enemy will not await for us as we sink in this quagmire!” Yes, yes, very funny. You motion Josephina to drive on.

Suddenly, you hear another one of those snapping sounds. That must be the 17 pounder.

> KO: GRISELDA POOL – M4 Sherman
> KILL CREDITED TO: MERYL HOFFMEISTER – Grizzly I w/ 17 Pounder

“They got us! FUCK!” screams Griselda. Oh hell.

Serafina yells out into her radio. “They won’t get through us! We’ll hold our ground!” Wow, that’s… that’s a first.

Finally, the Centaur I frees itself from the quagmire. All of you grab your equipment and hurry to get back on.

“Ugh! You’re covered in mud!” Winona states. You roll your eyes. Yes, yes, you’re aware.

> KO: PAULINA HALIFAX – M5A1 STUART
> KILL CREDITED TO: IRIS BLACKBOURNE – CHURCHILL IV

“Stuart down, the airport is secure,” says Iris. Oh, well, that’s the best news you have so far. They must have tried to surprise you, and they probably would have if you had gotten there first. But there’s no way without a fluke a Stuart kills a Churchill.

> COMMAND POINTS: 27 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Secure the airport and wait for them to come to you.
> Initiate a counterattack on their flank.
> Other

>>46842952
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Initiate a counterattack on their flank.
Go go go

>>46842952
> Secure the airport and wait for them to come to you.

>>46842952
>Initiate a counterattack on their flank.
While they're busy with the rest of the team.

The airport is taken, but Griselda didn't say to hold it.

Wow we're a super shitty tanker. So much for her counting on us

>>46842952
>Initiate a counterattack on their flank.

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>>46842952
>Initiate a counterattack on their flank.

Form up and do this in an organized fashion.

>>46843032
We did our job. Our section was to secure the Airport.

Gris-Gris got jumped. We couldn't have prevented it.

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>>46843122
>posting absolute bottom of the barrel worst girl

>>46842952
> INTUITION: - 2 CP

>>46842952
> Initiate a counterattack on their flank.

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>>46843226

>>46843149
We did our job slowly and let ourselves get bogged down.

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>>46843149
>We couldn't have prevented it.

'It wasn't your fault" is one of the most damning thing you can say.
Think about it

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> Initiate a counterattack on their flank.

Alright, with the Stuart out of the picture, that means those four tanks facing the Pershing all that’s left. Which means your flank is pretty much secure! And that means you can get ready for a counterattack! “Iris!” You pull your Centaur up next to her Churchill, which notably has a large gash on the turret from where the Stuart tried to surprise it. “Iris, I need you to attack across the marsh and hit their flank! Me and Suvorov are gonna take the road and back up the Pershing directly north! We gotta hit ‘em and gotta do it now!”

She gives you a thumbs up. “Got it.” She reaches for her throat mic. “Driver, push it.” The Churchill rushes past you, then right through a fence. You signal for Suvorov to follow you down the road.

What you’re doing now is splitting off into two sections. With the Pershing already on the road, that’ll make it three separate directions from which you’re attacking.

You read the reports. Gagetown is not used to uneven circumstances. This is about as uneven as you can make it. “Serafina here, we’re-“ You hear another loud snap in the distance.

> MOBILITY KILL: SERAFINA MACZEK

“We lost our track AND our engine is burning! That could’ve killed us!”

As you move down the road, the Pershing comes into sight to your right, indeed it is burning. The Shermans of Camp Gagetown are closing in, trying to find cover in the ditches beside the road. And the Firefly is way in the back. They-…

You blink. They aren’t firing at you. They aren’t even turning their turrets.

> COMMAND POINTS: 27 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Full speed, charge into them.
> Stop up and go for the easy flank shots.
> Other

>>46843444
> Stop up and go for the easy flank shots.

>>46843444
>Full speed, charge into them.
Murder the Firefly, then the rest.

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>>46843444
>INTUITION: - 2 CP

What is going on? What did we miss?

Meanwhile, in Serafina's tank...

>>46843444
>> Stop up and go for the easy flank shots.

>>46843444
> Stop up and go for the easy flank shots.
Go for the Firefly. We'll lobotomise their team.

>>46843444
Focus fire on the firefly

>>46843444
> Stop up and go for the easy flank shots.
If we can, prioritize the Firefly then work down to the SPAAG.

If the Firefly is a long distance away and we can't get a shot, get the Shermans and leave the Firefly to our Churchill.

>>46843444
All tanks focus fire on the firefly

>>46843444
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Full speed, charge into them.

> Stop up and go for the easy flank shots.

“There they are! Stop, stop!” Josephina hits the brakes, and the Centaur goes grinding to a halt. You pick up your binoculars and make the firing solution. 800 meters away, Sherman Firefly. The Panzer III follows your lead and stops up as well, aiming its gun. “Winona! Target that Firefly! You got a side shot about 800 meters!”

“Mhmmm…” She bites her lip, her eyes pressed right into the gunsights. The turret slowly turns, and the gun elevates upwards. “I got it.”

“Fire at will!” The tank rocks back. The shot goes flying right through the rain and the mist, and instantly it hits the turret side of the turret. Fire bursts out from turret ring, a simulated ammo cookoff it seems.

> KO: MERYL HOFFMEISTER - GRIZZLY I W/ 17 PNDR
> KILL CREDITED TO: ELODIE ZUMWALT – CENTAUR I

“Nice shot!” you declare. Stack slaps a very proud Winona on the shoulder, happily loading in a new AP shell. The Panzer III tries another shot at one of the Shermans, and it sails wide over their heads. No matter, the fact that they’re now outnumbered and now have a Churchill barreling down on them means they’re starting to lose focus. They begin turning in place, trying to figure out a direction to retreat to.

You got them now.

> COMMAND POINTS: 27 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Charge, give them an honorable fight.
> Massacre them from distance.
> Other

So does the 17 pounder slam into us now?

>>46843852
>Massacre them from distance.

>>46843852
> INTUITION: - 2 CP

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>>46843852
> Massacre them from distance.

>>46843852
Shoot from the distance focus fire on the Sherman's now

>>46843852
>> Massacre them from distance.

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>>46843852
>Massacre them from distance.

She's not gonna give us a fair fight in the Flag match.

>>46843852
> Massacre them from distance.
No mercy

>>46843951
We have to flank her a lot and abuse the 90mm pershing

>>46843852
> Charge, give them an honorable fight.

>>46843852
> Massacre them from distance.

>>46843852
>Massacre them from distance.
It is usually a terrible idea to charge a position held by canadians. Or have your position charged by canadians.

>>46844077
This is why you focus fire on the Sherman.

> Massacre them from distance.

“Light them up!” you yell. “Fire, fire at will!” Your shots ring out again. This time, Suvorov finds her mark against one of the remaining Sherman’s side. The engine burns out, causing it to crash into a telephone post.

> KO: JEANETTE ROSARIO – GRIZZLY I
> KILL CREDITED TO: “SUVOROV” – PANZER III AUSF. J

“Get ‘em! Get ‘em!” screams Suvorov. “Woohoo!” The Churchill rocks up from behind the remaining two tanks, and it fires another shot, right into the back of the Grizzly Skink.

> KO: VICTORIA JAMESON - SKINK SPAA Tank
> KILL CREDITED TO: IRIS BLACKBOURNE – CHURCHILL IV

“Scratch one for us,” declares Iris. The last Sherman rolls backs, trying to force itself away, but a shot from the 90mm gun from the Pershing silences it for good.

> KO: BEATRICE WALPOLE – GRIZZLY I
> KILL CREDITED TO: SERAFINA MACZEK – M26 Pershing

You jump up in your seat, throwing your arms in the sky. Suvorov screams in glee as you all happily celebrate in your tank.

> ALL OF CAMP GAGETOWN’S TANKS HAVE BEEN RENDERED INOPERABLE
> LAFAYETTE GIRLS ACADEMY IS VICTORIOUS

-

-

>>46844283
[2/2]

> + 10 MORALE TO ALL CREWMEMBERS

“Good show out there.” Iris shakes your hand, smiling at you. The Poles all happily follow along with you, giving you compliments in Polish and patting you on the back while the Junior Historians all happily cheer and pretty much declare this match and the next one won. Your own crew try to fight them away to give you some room.

Truth be told, that was a fucking easy match. Well, maybe it wouldn’t have been easy if you had decided not to go off-road. But, these things happen you guess. As you walk along the damaged tank lines, you see Griselda talking with Luisa and Yuno. When you come closer, they turn to see you.

“Ellie!” Griselda blushes, grinning as she runs up to you. “You fucking killed ‘em all! AAAAHHH!” She jumps in your arms, lifting her legs up and forcing you to spin her around. “I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

> “Um. Okay.”
> “Thanks.”
> “Hey, it was nothing. Honest.”
> Other

>>46844294
>> “Um. Okay.”

>>46844294
> “Hey, it was nothing. Honest.”
Time to bask in the adulation of our peers

>>46844294
>> “Hey, it was nothing. Honest.”

>>46844294
>“Um. Okay.”

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>>46844294
>“Thanks.”

Tempted to >Other "Y..You too."

>>46844294
>Other

>"I get that a lot"

>>46844294
> “Um. Okay.”
> “Thanks.”

>>46844294
>> “Um. Okay.”

>>46844294
>Hey, it was nothing. Honest.

Be humble, happy and ready to hit the showers/drycleaners.

>>46844294
>“Hey, it was nothing. Honest.”

>>46844381
>implying Elodie is smooth enough for that
This isn't Trude we're playing now.

We won but their going full out with the flag so....

> Grizzly I tank x 13
> Sherman VC Firefly x 5
> Sexton 25 Pounder SPG x 10
> M4A4 Sherman x 10
> M5A1 Stuart x 4

Damaged tanks that were eliminated during the match probably won;t show up like with Kursk, since it will cause problem in game so...i took them out of the list.

What should we expect?

>>46844294
>> “Hey, it was nothing. Honest.”

>>46844461
Well now they're going to take the kid gloves off. So expect them to bring out the 17 pounders and a 25 to take out the Pershing.

If their going in with a full 20 since we got the better of her. I expect the leader will use a firefly.

so this is my idea on her battle plan.

3x Sherman VC Firefly
5x Grizzly I
5x Sexton 25 Pounder
5x M4A4 Sherman
2x M5A1 Stuart

> “Hey, it was nothing. Honest.”

You pat Griselda on the back, smiling. “Hey, hey, it was nothing, honestly.”

“That was nothing!?” Griselda lets go of you, happily incredulous. “If that was nothing, I’d love to see -something!-” She punches you on the arm, still grinning. “Oooh, that was great work! I can’t wait for tomorrow, we’ll smash them! I promise you!” Considering Gagetown might bring out the whole twenty, maybe not. But stranger things have happened.

But coming your way now was Meryl Hoffmeister, covered in some dust and oil from the whole flanking shot and everything. “Elodie Zumwalt?” Everyone quietens down when she comes up to you, flanked by some of her crewmembers. But to your surprise, she smiles. “That was a good flank. I guess we both had the same idea but in different directions, you came out on top though.”

You smile. “Thanks. Uh, no uh… hard feel-“

“Oh, rest assured, I don’t take being shot personally,” she says. “They’re learning experiences. Rest assured, that won’t happen again, I assure you.” Fair enough. “Tomorrow will be our day, I say. Good luck to you.”

You smile as she leaves. Wow, she took that rather gracefully.

Griselda grabs your arm, shaking it. “I’m gonna go set up camp. You go have fun, get some food in you.” With that, Griselda, Luisa, and Yuno leave. “That goes for the rest of you, everything’s on my card tonight!” They all gasp, then immediately break for the fair.

Yeah, she’s not going to regret that later.

> Head to the fair, have some fun.
> Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.
> Call someone (Who?)
> Other

>>46844809
>> Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

Get ready sleeping area

>>46844809
>> Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

Seduce the Gris

>>46844809
>> Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

>>46844809
> Head to the fair, have some fun.

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>>46844809
>Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

If we win tomorrow we go to the fair.
If we lose tomorrow we go to the fair and have slightly less fun.

UNLESS!!!!
There are showers, they you know what we must do!

>>46844809
Fair.

Elodie could stand to have some fun.

>>46844922
But anon, clearly that's not needed.

>>46844809
Got to love them Canadians, eh?

>Head to the fair, have some fun.

I think we could stand to celebrate with our team. Morale is high and the day could be tough tomorrow.

Not against going back and helping Griselda though. And we could probably stand to clean ourselves up a bit.

>>46844809
>Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

>>46844809
>Rest assured,I assure you
Damn she's got a concussion.

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>>46845172
Helmets are for best girls

>>46845200
Assuredly so.

>>46844809
>> Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

> Go set up camp, might as well get an early start.

-

-

“Aw, how come we gotta help you set up camp?” asks Winona.

“You don’t, you could’ve gone to the fair with everyone else,” you say as you strike the tent pole into the ground.

Winona grumbles a little, not arguing that point. The rain has stopped for now, but just in case you had the tarp broken out to be placed over the tent to redirect the rain and keep the water from pooling on top of the tent. Stack and Ingrid were staking in the tent poles on the other side while Josephina was laying out the floor in the tent. All in all, a very efficient process.

Meanwhile though, Griselda comes up to you with a silver platter full of mugs, smiling. “You girls want some lemonade?” You look over to the tent. Looks done, so you motion everyone to grab a cub. “You’re covered in mud, Ellie, you gonna clean that up?”

“Do we have any showers out here?” you ask. She shakes her head. “Then no.”

“I already have a bathing truck in the budget, I just need to order it,” says Griselda. “IN fact, I really had to sacrifice a lot of utilities to get the money for tanks.”

Winona looks confused. “Why don’t you just ask your sister for money?” You puff your cheek out. Oh boy, awkward. Winona notices. “Oooh, awkward?”

“Nah, nah,” says Griselda. “I just hesitate to ask my sister for help is all.”

“Fair enough,” says Winona. You take a sip of the sweet, cold, lemonade. Everything tastes more sweeter and delicious when you earn it.

Griselda quirks her brow when she notices your tent. “That really your tent?” You all nod. “Do you all want me to buy you like a bigger one or something?”

> “Please.”
> “No, no, it’s alright.”
> Other

>>46845336
>> “No, no, it’s alright.”

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>>46845336
“No, no, it’s alright.”

This is my tent. There are many like it but this one is mine.

>>46845200
Being Alisa's crew is suffering

>>46845336
> “No, no, it’s alright.”
's nice. Intimate.

>>46845336
>“No, no, it’s alright.”

>>46845336
>Other
>Ask your crew for their thoughts.

We're probably fine with it, but we're not everyone.

>>46845336
>> “No, no, it’s alright.”

>>46845336
>> “No, no, it’s alright.”

>>46845336
> “Please.”

>>46845336
>Other
>Ask your crew for their thoughts.

> “No, no, it’s alright.”

“Oh no, it’s alright,” you declare. You look over at everyone else. “Right, girls?” They all shrug, glancing away. Well, if they’re not going to say anything, then they’re not going to argue it.

“Alright then,” says Griselda. “But hey, if you ever need anything, bed, bath, breakfast, me.” She snaps her finger, clicking her teeth at you. You suddenly feel a blush tingling at your cheeks. “I’m your gal.” Didn’t Griselda say she wasn’t charismatic as her sister? “Check the standings tonight, alright? Heinlein’s facing Zhou tonight too, and I just got word off of Blumenthal’s Twitter that Christie won against GW.”

“Thanks, Griselda,” you say. She winks at you, further making you blush. And with that, she turns around and walks back to her command tent. Stack leans against you, quirking her brow.

“She’s got quite the swagger to her ass, don’t ya think?” Ah, fuck off, Stack. You gently push her away, and she giggles mockingly at you.

Suddenly, you all hear the squeal of tires. You look over to see the headlights of a very familiar Jeep coming at you all. Coming to a stop next to you all is the Jeep Jockey, with Oleg in his passenger seat. “Privyet, comrades!” yells Oleg. He holds up a plastic bag full of very nice smelling food. “I bring food from fair to celebrate!”

Stack immediately takes it from his hand. “I’ll take that!” She rips it open to reveal it is pieces of lobster, along with fresh spices and other leafy greens. “Ooooohh…”

Jeep Jockey nods. “Yeah. That was a good outing. Oleg’s idea to get you some lobster to congratulate you.”

“Thanks,” you say. “That’s real thoughtful of you two.”

“Hey, customers like it when I am friendly with them,” says Oleg. “Makes it think I care about them. Not that I do not care about you, I do. I think you are very adorable, solnyshka.” Nice save.

> “You all want to have dinner with us?”
> “Well, thanks. I’ll make this up to you two.”
> Other

>>46845855
>> “You all want to have dinner with us?”

>>46845855
>> “You all want to have dinner with us?”

>>46845855
>> “You all want to have dinner with us?”

>>46845855
> “You all want to have dinner with us?”
Make a party of it!

>>46845855
>“You all want to have dinner with us?”

>me
We're gonna hold that to her.

>>46845855
> “Well, thanks. I’ll make this up to you two.”

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>>46845855
>“You all want to have dinner with us?”

More people is more party.

Russians know all about the party!

>>46846013
But anon, this will be a party WITHOUT alcohol.

>>46845855
>> “You all want to have dinner with us?”

> “You all want to have dinner with us?”

“You want to have dinner with us then?” you ask.

Jeep Jockey shakes his head. “Oh, forget it. Jack would crucify me if he knew I was interacting with you guys considering he and the rest of the team aren’t allowed to even step outside of the Skycraft grounds without permission. So I gotta bail. Ain’t that right, Oleg-“

The two of you look over to see Oleg and Stack picking at the lobsters and grabbing up choice cuts of meat into their mouths. Oleg especially is making sure to just pop them underneath his welding mask, to unsure his identity is not compromised. “… what?” he asks.

“… right. On second thought, fine I’ll stay.”

-

-

As the rest of the crews come in, bearing prizes and leftover foods from the fair, you and your crew are busy having lobster around a campfire with Jeep Jockey and Oleg. It’s not the most enjoyable dinner, mostly because Winona strived to make you sit down next to Jeep Jockey. She thinks you like him. Judging by the unamused look on his face, he thinks the same way. “So, Jeep Jockey.” Winona tries to accost him.

“That’s not my name,” he says.

“Tell us about yourself,” Winona says quickly. “Is Skycraft fun?”

And to that he smiles a little. “Most fun you can have actually. Oleg could probably enlighten you more, he does more flying than I do these days.”

[1/2]

>>46846517
[2/2]

“Da.” Oleg folds his arms. “Skycraft is like big brawl in sky. Bullets flying everywhere, props are cutting up wings, sometimes kids strap floodlights to wings and blood opponents, or spray oil from engines to blind them too. Then there is victory buzzing where you fly by bailed out pilots or by crashed planes. It is very very fun.”

“Sounds brutal,” says Stack.

“Well, I could show you around,” says Oleg. “It is an elegant sport that requires no mercy.”

Jeep Jockey eats the last of his lobster. “Right, well. That was a good dinner but…” He stands up. “I should go. So should Oleg. It’s getting late. You got leftovers?” You nod.

“Thanks for the lobsters again,” you say. He nods to you, shoving his hands in his pockets. Oleg as well stands up, nodding to Stack and to Winona. “I’ll try to repay you guys for it.”

“Oh, no need, your money is payment enough,” Oleg states simply.

“And if you repay me at all, I don’t think the guys would forgive me,” he says. You have a good night. And with that, the two boys leave.

Winona smiles, leaning closer to you. “So? Is he handsome-“ You shove some lobster in her mouth. She chews on it, pouting angrily at you.

“I told you, I’m not interested,” you declare. “And they’re right, it’s getting late. Get ready for bed.” You sigh, there’s probably one last thing you could do before bed, but what?

> Nah, just head to bed.
> Check in on Griselda.
> Call someone (Who?)
> Talk to someone (Who?)
> Other

>>46846539
> Check in on Griselda.

>>46846539
>> Nah, just head to bed.

>>46846539
> Check in on Griselda.
Might as well talk tactics for tomorrow.

>>46846539
>> Nah, just head to bed.

>>46846539
>Check in on Griselda
Why not?

>>46846539
[x] check on Grisgris

>>46846539
> Check in on Griselda.

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>>46846539
>Check in on Griselda.

What's the start time for tomorrow?

>>46846539
> Check in on Griselda.

>>46846539
>Check in on Griselda.
"I'll have the bed, bath, breakfast and you now, please."

>>46846721
3PM EST.

Unless you mean in Quest which means same time as today, around 1PM past lunch.

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>>46846756
For the match, but thank you for clarity.

Gold star for you.

> Check in on Griselda.

-

-

You pull back on Griselda’s tent flap. “Hey, Griselda, I just wanted to say-“ You stop dead in your tracks when you see her in nothing but her sky blue underwear. “Oh- you’re changing, I’m sorry. I’ll-“

“No, no, it’s okay. We’re both girls,” she says. Ugh. This is so gay. Fuck. You step inside. “What did you want?”

“I just wanted to say good night and uh… if we had any kind of plan for tomorrow?” She picks up her nightgown from her cot. You look over to see the match map, blown up to hang on the wall where below it stands a table with measuring tools, little figures of tanks, and more.

Griselda smiles. “Oh, still asking questions, hm?” You shrug. “Well… tell you what. Tomorrow, I’ll brief you in the morning on what our plan will be. Right now I’m suspecting that Gagetown is going to break out all the stops to try and split the set. You know what I said about the only thing at stake is my ego?” You nod. “Well, it’d be really nice if we won one set and earned a three on our divisional standings.”

“Yeah, I figured,” you say. “D-… don’t worry, I can uh…” She adjusts her bra a little, making her breasts bounce a bit. Does she have bigger breasts than her sister? “I can do it.”

“Good.” She folds her arms, smiling at you. “Well, if there’s nothing else. Then, good night, Ellie.” She smirks. “Unless you want to go to sleep with me that is, hehe.” She’s saying that as if she’s joking. She probably is.

You’re tempted but…

> “Actually, can I?”
> “Yeah, yeah, good night.”
> Other

>>46847051
>> Other
"thank you for the meal."

>>46847051
>> “Yeah, yeah, good night.”

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This sounds like a job for...
SUPER KV!!!

>>46847051
>> “Yeah, yeah, good night.”

>>46847069
>>46847051

seconded

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>>46847069
>"thank you for the meal."

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>>46847051
>“Yeah, yeah, good night.”

Ellie is not for lewds.

>>46847051
>> “Actually, can I?”

>>46847051
>> “Yeah, yeah, good night.”
>>"thank you for the meal."

>>46847311
considering that the gris gris didn't actually buy the dinner... the thank you for the meal might be that the gris gris IS the meal.

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>>46847346
The Gris Gris is not for eating.

>>46847346
Fair point,

I'll switch it to

>> “Yeah, yeah, good night.”

>>46847363
Gris Gris is for licking

>>46847346
we can debate that we will feast on Grisgris physically, or we already feasted with seeing her naked.

> “Yeah, yeah, good night.”

“Yeah, yeah, good night.” You smile at her. “Um, yeah, thanks for the lemonade too and uh… yeah.” You point your thumb to the tent flap as she pulls on her night gown. “So uh… night.” She nods to you, switching off the lamp in her tent. You hurry on over back to your tent.

And inside, you find that it is still as crowded as before. Stack, Ingrid, and Winona are busy playing cards while Josephina curls up in her sleeping back. “Hey, Marshmelo,” says Winona. “Wanna play some cards?”

“Lights out,” you command. They groan, switching off the lights and putting the cards away. “We got a big day ahead of us tomorrow, so we gotta get some sleep in.” As you slip yourself into a sleeping bag, Winona immediately sets her head on your chest. “… Winona.”

“You like it, don’t lie,” she says. Stack lies down on your belly, immediately asleep. Ingrid as well takes your legs and tosses her glasses away.

…

Fuck, you need a bigger tent.

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>>46847346
>>46847401
>>46847417


Gris-Gris is also not for lewds! She is imouto. Imoutos are not for lewds!

>>46847450
The gris is already seducing us~

>>46847438
are they all still covered in mud?

BECAUSE HAHA NO SHOWERTIME THIS TIME

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>>46847438
That is it for tonight's chapter of LGA2. Congrats on your first elimination match victory, and hope to see you all tomorrow for the flag match as well. Hope you all enjoyed.

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Until then, see you next time.

>>46847523
Thanks for the fun, boss. See you tomorrow!

>“You like it, don’t lie,”

Elodie does not retort.
She likes being a human dakimura.

Gris Gris should take notes.

>>46847514
All signs seem to point to yes. And given the time spent, it's probably dried up and is probably very unpleasant and itchy.

>>46847523

Thanks for running!

>>46847523
Thanks for running!

good book luck!

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>>46847051
>We’re both girls
Excuse me?

>>46847703
Guys do it all the time too!

Yo bro, didn't know you were changing!
Nah man, we both dudes, it's alright, come in.

>>46847762
Only Kings of Narnia say that.

>>46847523
We will most likely not see any of the tanks we fought form the elimination since they will be damaged ?

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>>46847964
Probably not. It's one of the reasons why LGA is considered to finish dead last, their roster of tanks simply isn't deep enough to sustain the constant grind of the tournament unless they expand. The crews would also get rested too, replaced with fresher crews.

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>>46848006
Rotating crew is for pussies.

>>46848006
so we don't have to deal with an Elite Tank, nice. So will we face a full 20 tank roster, I kind of hope so.

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>>46848284
You'll see next thread.

>>46848301
Thanks for running.