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> Friday, July 10th, 2015

SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6th
MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z
THE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZ
THE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B
THE DIVISIONS: http://pastebin.com/xCQZAdqU
THE SHOP: http://pastebin.com/v6xeDRXj

Media Day. Everyone was busy making themselves look good for the picture taking scheduled in the late afternoon, right around the time you get off work actually. The Etiquette Club was the only club not doing anything to actually prepare, being prepared from Day 1. Everyone else was putting on their makeup, washing their faces in the river, shaving their legs and rubbing lotion on their arms and faces. Even the Poles and the Motorcycle Club were dressing themselves up a bit, brushing their hair in deliberate attempts to make the unkempt styles look good.

Your own crew was no exception. Winona was checking herself out in the mirror rested on Oliver’s engine deck, and to that she carefully applied a nice coat of lipstick. She looks over however to see Stack resting herself on the ground, hair frazzled, arms folded, and a healthy coating of dirt on her cheeks. “Stack, come on!” Winona whines to her. “At least brush your hair.”

“We drive tanks every weekend, all the makeup and stuff you guys do is gonna be pointless after a good day of tanking,” she says. Well, she’s got a point. Stack opens one eye, shining it to Winona. “Y’all are too concerned with the ‘materiel’ and the physically attractive. Not enough on the inner beauty.”

[1/2]
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>>48323896
[2/2]

Winona huffs. “Is this because your boobs haven’t grown in?”

“Hmph, I’m proud of my body, however undeveloped it is!” Stack flexes her arms, grinning at Winona. “You should try being proud of yourself too, Winona!”

You walk up to the two of them, having refreshed yourself in the river and washed up. “You two seen Ingrid?”

“Campfire eating breakfast,” says Winona. “Were you planning on going on a date with her or something?” You gently slap Winona, shutting her up. She giggles a little.

> “I’m off to work.”
> TAKE VACATION DAY: 4
> Other
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>>48323905
> “I’m off to work.”
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>>48323905
>“I’m off to work.”
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>>48323905
>> “I’m off to work.”
Take care of Ingrid while I'm gone.
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>>48323905
> “I’m off to work.”
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>>48323905
>> “I’m off to work.”
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>>48323896
>TAKE VACATION DAY: 4

We need to fix her morale!!!
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> “I’m off to work.”

“I’ll be at work today,” you say. “Guys, I want to you take care of Ingrid while I’m gone okay?” The both of them nod. “Try and make her feel a bit better, okay? I can’t have someone be so… down before a match.”

“Right,” says Stack. “We’ll do our best.”

“Thanks.”

-

-

“Media Day, wow!” Denise looks back, grinning happily. “I can’t wait! I wonder how many pictures they’re going take of you.” Her Kettenkrad weaves right through traffic, getting you to work fast as water in a drain. “Oh! Are they going to do a swimsuit edition!?”

“I’d rather they not,” you say.

“But suppose they did.”

“Denise.”

“Okay, I’ll watch the road.”

Your Kettenkrad arrives outside of the offices, and much to your surprise, you find a waiting crowd of girls. “There she is!” It’s only about a dozen of them, but it’s definitely enough to take you off your guard. “Elodie!” One of them holds up the spent casing of a 57mm shell, the same one used on your Six Pounder. “I’ve been holding onto this since your match with GWMA, can you sign it for me?” You squint closer.

… There are other signatures too! Iris, and Griselda, and Serafina! Where did she get this!?

“Sign my stuff too!” says another girl.

“And mine!”

> Only sign the shell.
> “Sorry, no autographs.”
> Sign everybody’s things.
> Other
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Slight pause, gotta do yardwork.

Discuss who's the lewdest.
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>>48324296
> Sign everybody’s things.

>>48324309
You posted her.
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>>48324296
>Sign everybody’s things.
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>>48324296
> Only sign the shell.

>>48324309
Sorta depends on what they are wearing, too (i.e. micro bikinis, lingerie, etc.)
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>>48324296
>> Only sign the shell.
>> Sign everybody’s things.
Well, everything that isn't lewd, at least.

>>48324309
Winona is lewdest on ship, Rosehip is lewdest GuP.

Orange Pekoe is cutest
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>>48323896
Kill jester
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>>48324296
> Sign everybody’s things
Elodie is lewdest girl.
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>>48324309
denise is a subtle sort of lewd
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>>48324296

> Sign everybody’s things.

But no body parts.
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>>48324296
> Sign everybody’s things.
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>>48324309
GermanSchteel is clearly the lewdest!

>Constantly going on about games with balls
>Short skirts. Short skirts everywhere
>Purest love is everywhere.

So lewd
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>>48324772
Anon has a point. I am forced to agree.
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>>48324772
>shoving a bunch of girls in a cramped, rumbling war machine
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Back, writing update.

You all have good taste.

>>48324772
Except this anon here.
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>>48324946
>Except this anon here

A truer truth has never been spoken.
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> Sign everybody’s things.

“Okay, okay, everyone form an orderly line then.” Denise hands you a sharpee and a ballpoint to sign with. You quickly put down your signature on the 57mm shell, right between Griselda and Iris. Trying to save space for the others after all. “Right here you go.” The girl with the shell squeals happily, then steps out of line.

The next one immediately unbuttons her blouse and shows her bra to you.



You proceed to sign her forehead. “Next.”

-

-

You sigh, sliding down into your seat. Hilda and Denise are already busy at work in theirs. Seems your day off hasn’t done too much damage to the environment. Maybe to your reputation, but… Hilda looks over at you. “So, do you know what tanks Sherbrooke will be fielding?”

“Not yet,” you say. “But really, I just want to work then get myself to Media Day and have that be that.” Truth be told, you’re getting exhausted by the idea of being a celebrity. Not just any celebrity, an “approachable” celebrity. Ugh, if this is what girls do for autographs, you dare not think what guys want. The thought makes you shudder.

Denise looks over at you, putting her phone down. “I just got off from Block Officer Hatteberg. She needs the finished WLR (Weekly Logistics Report) down to her office. The Office girls haven’t finished it yet.”

> Go oversee them until they do.
> Forget it, you’ll do the WLR yourself.
> Eh, Office workers will get it, no need to micromanage.
> Other
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doodle'd a thing
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>>48325218
> Forget it, you’ll do the WLR yourself.
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>>48325247
cute

have a nationals gif
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>>48325247
and bigger
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>>48325218
> Go oversee them until they do.
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>>48325218
>Other
Check in with the Office girls. See what's delaying the WLR
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>>48324359
>micro bikini

Reminder that just about ANY average bikini we wear is a micro bikini for us.
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>>48325247
Cute, anon.
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>>48325218
> Go oversee them until they do.
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>>48325218
>>48325286
This anon's got it.
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>>48325247
glasses
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>>48325218
> Forget it, you’ll do the WLR yourself.
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>>48325218
>Go oversee them until they do.
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> Go oversee them until they do.

-

-

You open the door into the Office Complex, where several dozen girls of all majors, ranks, and grades are sitting in cubicles typing up reports and delivering them to the right places. Honestly, you’re not sure how the paperwork works, but you do know that it’s important. Hence why you’re coming in to oversee what’s going on. You stop by the cubicle of one of the Logistics supervisors, a girl with thick glasses squinting at her monitor. “Oh, the WLR? Yeah, we’ve been delayed a bit due to a system crash this morning. Thankfully we managed to recover most of our data but yeah, it might get delayed just a wee bit.”

“Well, it’s due today at 4 sharp,” you say. “How late do you think it’ll be?”

She shrugs. “Could be an hour at least. We gotta put the report into the system first, then it has to compile, then we have to print it, and these WLRs are at least 200 pages in length.” Poor trees. “Sorry, but that’s the gist of it.”

“Alright, well, is there anything I can do to help?” you ask. She smiles. “Besides signing you an autograph.” She frowns again.

“Hmmm…” She taps her chin, thinking. “Well, I mean, you being here is help enough er-… Have you ever done our document management work?” Well, no. You’re trained in it, but you’ve never done it, two different things. “It’s kind of finicky so…”

> “Get me a computer and I’ll have this done by morning.”
> “Nah, it’s fine. I’ll see if I can divert some people to you.”
> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”
> Other
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>>48325623
> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”
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>>48325623
> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”
Yeah, even with training, it's not gonna help jumping in.
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>>48325623
> “Nah, it’s fine. I’ll see if I can divert some people to you.”
> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”
We can always pick up details of how to work on this while we go along.
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>>48325623
> “Nah, it’s fine. I’ll see if I can divert some people to you.”
> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”

Update Hatteberg on the WLR delay.
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>ELODIE is frenzied!

>>48325623
> “Get me a computer and I’ll have this done by morning.”
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>>48325623
> “Get me a computer and I’ll have this done by morning.”
>>48325756
Elodie too scary
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>>48325756
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>>48325623
>> “Nah, it’s fine. I’ll see if I can divert some people to you.”
>> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”
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>>48325623
>“Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”

>>48325756
"I'm gonna shove this fist so far up your ass you'll look like a Muppet!"
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>>48325770
p-please don't sexualise me!
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> “Nah, it’s fine. I’ll see if I can divert some people to you.”
> “Alright, fine, I’ll make some coffee.”

“Alright, I’ll make coffee. Denise.” Denise smiles happily, looking to you. “Go find some people who aren’t doing anything necessary and have them help the girls here finish out the WLR. Make sure they know it’s rush.” Denise salutes, quickly running off. “Hilda.” Hilda tilts her head. “… do finance things I guess.”

“Sometimes I wonder why I’m even here,” Hilda says.

-

-

After a round of coffee for eight combined girls working on the WLR (plus another twenty conscripted to work on it), you find that progress is now picking up. The supervisor told you that with the added manpower plus the quick fix of coffee, they should be able to have the WLR just in the nick of time. You’ve already informed Block Officer Hatteberg of the issue, and she says that she needs it regardless of whether it’s late or not.

Eh, you guess she doesn’t care for punctuality. Punctuality is key to all things.

You receive a phone call however from…

> MOM

… uh oh. You quickly excuse yourself out into the hallways where you can talk alone with her. “Elodie.”

“My, my, so formal! How’s our favoritist littlest girl doing? I hear tomorrow you’re gonna be facing Sherbrooke.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
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>>48326048
> Polite
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>>48326048
>Boast
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>>48326048
> Polite

We are. I'm looking forward to it.
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>>48326048
>Boast
Them 8-bit tanks won't know what hit them.
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>>48326048
> Polite
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>>48326048
>> Neutral
Not looking bright, but then again, they say that the darkest hour is right before the dawn.
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>>48326048
> Polite
Given our current team situation, lets be calm about this and not get over our heads.
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>>48326048

>Polite

Let's not overcommit. We've a decent chance, but anything can happen out there.
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> Polite

“We are. Sherbrooke’s supposed to be a pretty good team but I think we can make a win out of it. It honestly is kind of important we win a series around the middle mark. Otherwise we might fall out of contention,” you say.

“Yeah, I’m still getting used to the NATO rules, it used to be single elimination in my time and that was that. I guess this new format though leaves room for error.”

“Yeah. We did pick up a new crew, and we might end up using a King Tiger in our match.”

“Oh, not going with the Panzer IV?”

“Huh?”

“Kit Blumenthal on the Tankery front tells us LGA acquired a Panzer IV, I would’ve used that. It’s a great tank for beginners compared to the heavy. If you had another Sherman though, well-“

“You’re rambling, Mom.”

“Yeah, I know. It’s been so long since I got to do Tankery, you know? I’m finally getting back into it! My little girl’s gonna be an All-Star I reckon!”

“Oh yeah, Mom uh…” Maybe now’s the time to ask. “Mom, you never really talked about your Tankery experiences, have you.”

“Oh, well, I mean- I wasn’t really that great of a player. It wasn’t too special, don’t worry about it, sweetie. Um, you know your Dad’s busy at work, then he’s gotta pack the car. We’re already planning on making the trip to your match!”

“… I mean, you don’t have-“

“Too late! We’re going! Guess what, family of crewmembers eat and watch for free, we’re not passing that up!”

You sigh. “Alright, Mom. Well, later.”

“Later, sweetie, maybe we’ll catch you at the site!”

And with that, you hang up. Ugh, parents. Another reason not to lose, you suppose.

You step back into the office and start talking with the Supervisor. “How’s the WLR?”

“It’s compiling now,” she says. “Once it’s all printed, we need to deliver it to Hatteberg’s Office. I suppose you can do that for us?”

> “Sure.”
> “That’s your job, not mine.”
> Other
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>>48326403
> “Sure.”
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>>48326403
>> “Sure.”

then wink
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>>48326403
> “Sure.”
No reason to not try and lend a hand.
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>>48326403
>“Sure.”
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>>48326403
> “Sure.”
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>>48326403
>> “Sure.”
>> Other
"Help me out in the future, Ok?"
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>>48326403
>>48326493 Here switching to add what anon said here>>48326515
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>>48326553
>>48326553
this anon again, i also like to dress like a little girl
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>>48326403
Go with >>48326515
A favour owed is always good.
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>>48326582
Who doesn't?
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>>48326403

> “That’s your job, not mine.”
>>> Other

Take some time to investigate mom's tankery past.
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> “Sure.”

“Sure thing,” you say.

The Supervisor smiles. “Thanks, we owe you one!”

After waiting for about a half hour for it all to compile and then print, you finally have the 200 page stack of pages on all the Logistics happenings aboard the ship. The fact that it all fits on 200 pages is astounding to you. You, Denise, and Hilda split off into even sections, then say goodbye to the Office Complex.

-

-

After a short trip through the halls of the Logistics Department, you meet with Block Officer Hatteberg at her office. You play the WLR on her desk, and watch as she files through each and every one. As that happens, you do note that Hatteberg has a lot of posters of WWII airplanes. Maybe she’s a Skycraft fan? She even has a model of a Ju-87 Stuka on her desk as well.

She leans back in her seat. Nodding to you after filing through it. “Very good,” she says hoarsely.

Alright, you’re done for today then!

> JOB COMPLETE
> + 5 CP

-

-


After packing everything away in your office, you end up on the back of Denise’s Kettenkrad. Hilda as well, having nothing better to do today, decides to follow you. “Alright, where to?”

> Rally with crew
> Meet up with Griselda (Briefing)
> Tank HQ
> Other
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>>48326809
> Meet up with Griselda (Briefing)
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>>48326809
>Rally with crew

How is Ingrid?

This is important!
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>>48326809
>> Meet up with Griselda (Briefing)
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>>48326809
>> Meet up with Griselda (Briefing)
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>>48326809
>> Rally with crew
Let's check on Ingrid, hopefully the rest of the crew have cheered her up (instead of just annoying her in a bad way)
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>>48326809
>Rally with Crew
Start with the most pressing need.
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>>48326809
>Rally with crew
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>>48326809
Ingrid
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Are there any rules on the extremely unlikely event of a tank running out of ammo in a match?

I mean, stranger things have happened in-universe like a BT-42 with "active sonar" and a Hetzer supporting the weight of a Maus.
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>>48327160
If the tank still functions, then it's still part of the match regardless of ammo count. It's generally accepted amongst most tanks that if you run out of ammo, the only real way to contribute is to be either a shield or a battering ram.
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>>48327160
Could always have it work as an adhoc engineering vehicle (knock stuff over, pull things with tow cables) without a crane if it can handle the stress, or just put it in a support role like scouting if the tank is capable for it.
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> Rally with crew

-

-

“How’s Ingrid doing?” you ask. Your crew have apparently gathered for a meal outside of a pizza place, where they’ve got themselves slices of pepperoni, anchovies, and beef pizza. Hilda immediately dug in when Winona offered and was wolfing down slices, much to Stack and Josephina’s surprise.

Winona says, “Ingrid’s been feeling a little bit better, right Ingrid?”

Ingrid, sitting next to Winona, nods. “Yeah, yeah, I just needed a bit of time to think as well.” Her arms are folded, and on her plate, her pizza is mostly just getting cold. Hilda leans over, pointing to it, to which Ingrid hands the plate to her. Hilda immediately eats it all. “Don’t worry, I’m in shape for the match, Ellie.”

> + 10 MORALE TO INGRID

“Alright, if you say so,” you say. “You guys ready for Media Day then?” Everybody nods. “Great.”

Winona rubs her hands, smiling. “I’m so excited! I even decided to wear my sexy undies today!” … she what?

“That’s crass,” says Stack.

“Hmph!” Winona turns her nose up. “Please, sexy undies are for special occasions, this is a special occasion. I bet even Ellie was considering wearing hers, right?” Everyone stares at you. “… right?” Ah fuck, did you pause?

You nod slowly. “Yeah, sure.”

“You don’t have sexy undies, do you,” says Ingrid.

“S- sure I do!” you claim. “I mean… d-… do boxers count as sexy undies?”



Stack raises her hand. “To me they do.” Winona slaps her upside the head.

“After the match, we’re going shopping,” says Winona.

> “Ah, forget it! It’s just underwear!”
> “Whatever.”
> “Hey, there’s more to sexiness than underwear like uh… um… yeah!”
> Other
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>>48327292
>Other
No.

And give Ingrid a friendly light hug.
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>>48327292
>“Ah, forget it! It’s just underwear!”
The line must be drawn HERE! This far, no further!
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>>48327292
> “Hey, there’s more to sexiness than underwear like uh… um… yeah!”
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>>48327160
>BT-42 with "active sonar"
I thought that was the Finn bard playing some sick tunes that enhanced her crew. There are no rules for or against it because it's not a thing that happens that often.
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>>48327292
>> “Ah, forget it! It’s just underwear!”
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>>48327292
>“Whatever.”
We'll need a frame of reference. Winona needs to show them.
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>>48327292
> “Ah, forget it! It’s just underwear!”

Boyshorts can be sexy!
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>>48327292
>> “Whatever.”
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>>48327335
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>>48327292
> “Hey, there’s more to sexiness than underwear like uh… um… yeah!”
Stack continues to be a pretty fun tomboy.
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> “Ah, forget it! It’s just underwear!”

“Forget about it, it’s just underwear, Winona.”

“Ha! Just underwear, can you believe that?” says Winona to Stack. Stack rolls her eyes. “Anyway, it’s just about that time, want to head to the Tank HQ we can Media Day sorted?” You nod. “Alrighty then!” Your crew all stand up and head on over to the Cromwell. You tell Denise to follow up with Hilda on the Kettenkrad. But before you leave, you grab Ingrid and stop her for a second.

“Hey, Ingrid, you sure you’re doing alright?”

“I’m fine,” she says. “Seriously, look, I realize I’m not exactly uh… athlete material. But, I’ll try my best.”

You smile a little. “That’s all I can ask.” You pat her arm, smiling widely. “Just put on a good smile for the cameras, okay?”

Ingrid smiles a bit. “Will do.”

-

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You now know why the boys did not bomb you yesterday. It’s because they wanted front row seats to Media Day, and nobody would ever allow that happen with a bombing in recent memory. They all stand outside the Tank HQ’s hangar, where the main action is happening with greenscreens, spotlights, and high def cameras set up. “Whoooweee! It’s Ellie Zumwalt, boys!” Oh fuck, they see you walking in with your crew. They start whistling and catcalling you. “Hey, Ellie! A smile’s all you need for pictures you know, don’t be shy!”

You lower your head a bit, trying to cover up your blushing. Ugh, BOYS!

“Oh shut up!” yells Stack to them.

“Yeah, get out of here!” The boys all laugh, continuing to watch the picture show go on.

Still, it’s mostly harmless, the photographers from NATO and Topps are already out in full force, getting the pictures they need. Makeup people as well are on standby to dress up if needed.

However, you do note that one person is missing out of all of them. Griselda.

> Take your pictures and get it over with.
> Go find Griselda.
> Do something about the boys, it’s not proper to be ogled during your photos.
> Other
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>>48327761
> Go find Griselda.
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>>48327761
>> Go find Griselda.
Is something wrong with the GrisGris?
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>>48327761
>> Go find Griselda.
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>>48327761
> Go find Griselda.
Who cares about boys when our leader is missing?
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>>48327761
>> Go find Griselda.
Also, toss Stack at the boys.
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>>48327761
>Do something about the boys, it’s not proper to be ogled during your photos.

Deploy righteous fury!
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>>48327989
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>>48327989
How did Winona get that bowtie on him?
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>>48328079
superglue
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>>48327989
anon this is fucking awful


i love it
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char pastebin, schteel?
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> Go find Griselda.

“Griselda.” You find her in the briefing room, hands on a large map of the projected combat area. “Aren’t you going to get your pictures done?”

She waves you off, rubbing her head a little, apparently tired. “I got that out of the way early on. They do things like portrait, body shot, then they ask if you want to do anything special. I just gave them a swimsuit thing and moved on. They also asked if I wanted to update the daki and I just said, ‘meh’ and I guess I gave them a body pillow shot.” Oh. She shrugs. “So yeah, that’s outta the way. Right now, I’m just trying to figure out the map based on what we’re going to expect from Sherbrooke.”

“Alright. Do you want Iris in here too?” you ask.

“No, no, just me and you.” You step up next to her. “We’re starting here. Now, this is pretty flat terrain, not a lot of hills. But, there are a lot of houses, and quite a few forests too.”

“I see.” You fold your arms. “So what do you think, defensive plan then?”

“They’ll expect it, but it’s the only thing I’m seeing. See, Sherbrooke can field the full twenty compared to us. But their roster is mostly cheap but efficient tanks. Should be good against them if we can force them into brawls. What do you think?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
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>>48328375
> Boast
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>>48328375
>Neutral
Should work fine, but we ought to keep our guard up, if it's that predictable then they'll almost certainly try something.
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>>48328375
> Neutral
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>>48328375
>Neutral
It seems like a solid plan, but we have to prepare to be adaptable. May want to look at some tape of their matches to get a better feel on the situation.

Meanwhile, the continual worry about Iris is there I see...still hoping for the polite fuck you.
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>>48328375
>Neutral

That's a winning idea, but we have to get them into the brawl. How do we force that?
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First major strategic objective I can identify is this

Fairly large bridge in the centre allowing crossing of the intracoastal waterway

Could be a point of retreat if shit hits the fan, followed by a destruction of the bridge
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>>48328615
second is the other bridge by our starting area

we could cross it immediately and gain access to oak island
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Terrain on Oak Island is almost entirely dense residential area with lots of trees inbetween.

The only "open" area is the main road running through.

My reckoning is this would be ideal brawling ground for our heavies as the dense trees and buildings make flanking manoeuvres hard for the enemy.
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>>48328859
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>>48328859
It also makes it tougher to scout if they've placed themselves on a side-street intending a pincer move when we pass though.
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>>48328859
It depends somewhat on their lineup, but I think I found our battle ground of choice. Both we and Iris will excel here.
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>>48328875
The second bridge mentioned earlier is huge, straight, long and open, leaving massive sniping potential.

Here's my quick impromptu plan

>Leave an ambush contingent in the golf course hidden behind the trees
>Send the heavies and a couple of defensive mediums into Oak Island and bait the enemy into combat there
>Do a peeling retreat w/ covering fire all the way back to the bridge and start to retreat across with the lightly armoured tanks going first, heaviest heavies guarding the road before the bridge so the enemy cant break through and shoot us on the bridge
>once friendlies are far enough across the bridge, the heavies left behind start to move across the bridge, bringing the enemy with them
>once they reach around the blue position, ambush contingent springs and begins harrying the enemy from behind along the bridge
>enemy should panic and try to flee past the slow heavies, maybe take them out
>enemy gets a little further along bridge, northern hidden contigent opens fire on the enemy
>rock and a hard place, highway of death 2: cute girls boogaloo

this all relies on the enemy fighting us on oak island so we need to find a way to get them there

alternatively we could do the same plan but in reverse if they come from the north and use our fast tanks in place of the heavies
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>>48327292
>“Hmph!” Winona turns her nose up. “Please, sexy undies are for special occasions, this is a special occasion
Sexy undies are for when you plan to take them off in front of someone.
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> Neutral

“It’s a winning idea,” you say. “But it does revolve around forcing them into close fights. I hope you have a plan for that.”

“I do, it’s coming, I just… hm.” She holds out a paper to you. “Well, this is what we know about Sherbrooke.”

> Sherbrooke Girls High
> Currently 2nd Wild Card
> Utilizes mobile defensive tactics, combined with solid harassment play from light tanks. Have been known to combine the two to form kill zones.

> TRAITS:
> Dishonorable – They have no qualms with facing you in unfair fights, and will endeavor to seek out fights that benefit them at your expense.
> Stealthy – Are very good at stealthy movement and ambush.
> Courageous – Will rarely back down from fights, even if it is clear they may lose.
> Camo Artists – Employ extensive camo for the region, increasing their stealth and ambush.

> Sdkfz 164 Nashorn x10
> Sdkfz 164 Nashorn x 1 *LEGENDARY*
> Skdfz 131 Marder II x 20
> Sdkfz 131 Marder II x 1 *LEGENDARY*
> Sdkfz 138 Marder III Ausf. M x 15
> StuG III Ausf. G x 2
> T-70 x 10
> Mk VII Tetrarch x 5
> Crusader III x 5
> Crusader III AA Mk I x 1

> LEGENDARY TANK - Sdkfz 164 Nashorn
> The Long Shot
> This particular Nashorn is assumed to be the same Marder that killed an IS-2 from over 4.6 kilometers. The sheer range of this beast means it can possibly snipe you before you ever see it.

> LEGENDARY TANK – Sdkfz 131 Marder II
> Kohlenkau
> This Marder II is a very spry and energetic, featuring unprecedented speed and agility, while also possessing a quieter engine than most of its other compatriots, making it excel at ambush.

She sighs, folding her arms. “What do you think, do you have any ideas?”

> “We should try for a defensive battle.”
> “An aggressive approach is best.”
> “I’ll let you handle this.”
> Other
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>>48328676
>>48329006
>>48329006

We should keep these to bridges in mind at all times. If the enemy flag crosses over, snipe the bridges as we cross and trap them.

If the enemy can be lured over there, we could use them to isolate that group.

If things go badly, we could isolate our Flag tank over there.
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>>48329097
>“An aggressive approach is best.”
Defense means we get kited, offense means we walk into a killzone.

It's hard.
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>>48329097
> Other

Hit, fade and draw them in after us to a counter ambush that they won't flee from.

Hit and run when we can to get their aggression up. They like to fight, they like to stomp. If they think they have the advantage, they'll push, but they won't back down if it goes badly for them.
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>>48329097
>>48329164
this
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>>48329097
>>48329164
I can support that.
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>>48328375
>They also asked if I wanted to update the daki and I just said, ‘meh’ and I guess I gave them a body pillow shot.”

>Daki
>Of an actual high school girl
That's kinda creepy.
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>>48329218
something something international waters something
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>>48329218
It'll probably be moreso when they try to rope poor Ellie into it.
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> Other

“We’ll hit, fade, and draw them in after us. Turn their stuff against them. I’d rather we try to draw them into fights that favor us rather than play into their hands.”

“Hm, that’s fair,” says Griselda. “I’ll keep that in mind. The bridges connecting us to Oak Island will be important. If either one goes during the Elimination fight, they won’t be ready for the Flag match that’s for sure. But I imagine they’ll be where most of the fighting is going to take place.”

“Right,” you say.

“Anyway.” Griselda folds her arms. “I think that’s basically the gist of it. You should go get your picture taken, before the photographers mark you absent.”

“You sure?” you ask. “I mean, I can help with the briefing too.”

Griselda smiles. “I appreciate that, but as your superior office, I will tell you to just go and get your pictures taken. I don’t want one of my best players to be seen on the broadcast board and have her face be replaced by a black silhouette.” That- that’s fair. Okay. You nod, deciding to leave. “We can talk more later.”

And with that, you’re back in. You see that Stack and Josephina have already finished up their photos, having dressed out in their school swimsuits, with Ingrid and Winona in their middle of theirs. Winona holds up Cuddles, allowing him to coil around her neck and smile for the camera. “There it is,” says the cameraman. And flash, another picture. “Cute, cute, let me get another one real quick.”

“Hey!” Another photographer waves you over. “Ellie Zumwalt?” You nod, stepping up to him. “Stand in front of that greenscreen there, we can get your pictures. If you got any thing special in mind, like a swimsuit photo or uh…” The two of you look over to see Winona nuzzling Cuddles on the nose happily. “I hear you got a horse, we can bring that in.”

What is with people and assuming that horse is yours!?

> “No, let’s just do portraits and that’ll be that.”
> “I guess we can do a swimsuit pic or two.”
> “Fine, let me get the horse…”
> Other
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>>48329615
>> “Fine, let me get the horse…”
it'll make JWC happy at least

I think that's who gave it to us
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Another thing to consider, guys

This area has rivers/streams everywhere so the lowland and probably a good portion of that northern area without trees is going to be swampy as fuark
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>>48329615
> “Fine, let me get the horse…”
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>>48329615
> “No, let’s just do portraits and that’ll be that.”
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>>48329615
> “Fine, let me get the horse…”

>>48329690
Oh god it's Gagetown all over again.
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>>48329615
>“Fine, let me get the horse…”
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>>48329615
> “I guess we can do a swimsuit pic or two.”
Service!
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>>48329615
>> “Fine, let me get the horse…”

Gonna need to drag out the gris gris again later. Us, Iris and gris gris.
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>>48329615
>“No, let’s just do portraits and that’ll be that.”

We are a normal, responsible girl with no weird fetishes.
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>>48329948
a-anon, i don't think the horse is a fetish thing
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Can someone give me a list of our team's tanks? Ideally the ones we're going to field next match.

Also, who are we in command of? The Panzer 3 and the Hellcat (and what are their names?)?
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> “Fine, let me get the horse…”

You sigh. You pull up your phone and dial a number. “Abigail Zwillman? Yeah, listen, I need you to do me a favor.”

-

-

You sit atop Lang’s saddle, with him in front of the greenscreen. Abigail Zwillman is holding his saddle, keeping him in place while the photographer takes your pictures. “Back straight, please, bit of a triumphant posture why don’t ya!” You sigh, holding his reins, trying to look good for the cameras. Lang snorts a bit, inattentive to the environment around him. “There we go!”

Winona, Josephina, Stack, and Ingrid happily look from the side. “Hey, make him rear up so you can do like a Napoleon-pose!”

“Oh, that’s a great idea!” yells the photographer. “Can you do that?”

“Um.” You look down. Well, you’ve had worse ideas. Abby lets go, and you snap the reins. “Come on-“ Lang immediately rears up, kicking his front legs up into the air. “WHOA WHOA WHOA!”

“Perfect!” he snaps a few pictures, getting the attention of everyone else in the room.

Serafina and her girls all look in awe, their cheeks painted with the Polish flag, and with Serafina carrying the flag itself on a mighty lance. “Wow, why didn’t we think of that!?”

“Heroic!” yells Suvorov and the rest of the Historian’s Club (minus Giap, who’s busy cooking dinner for the three of them).

You immediately grab onto Lang as he settles down. “That’s it! Haha!” The photographer shuffles through his pictures. “Alrighty then, we finished or do you want to do a swimsuit thing like the rest of your friends?” They nod happily, grinning at you, even Ingrid too.

> “Fine.”
> “No thanks, that’s quite enough for today.”
> Other
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>>48330013
> “Fine.”
Team solidarity, and what not! We shouldn't be the stick in the mud...
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>>48330013
>> “No thanks, that’s quite enough for today.”

We are a dignified lady
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>>48330013
> “Fine.”
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>>48329991
Check the pastebin.
We currently have command of the Pole's Pershing and the Naval Studies Rescue's Hellcat

> “Fine.”
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>>48330013
>> “Fine.”
>> Other
Go grab griselda.
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>>48330072
w-which pastebin

the situation didnt have it in
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>>48330013
>> “Fine.”
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>>48330013
>“No thanks, that’s quite enough for today.”

We are a normal, responsible girl with no weird fetishes and a horse.
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>>48330104
Normal girls wear swimsuits anon!
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>>48330081
Welp my bad, was thinking of the pastebin from LGA 1
Currently there's
Griselda's Crew - Sherman
Elodie's Crew - Cromwell
Etiquette Club - Churchill I
History? Club - StuG III
Polish Association - Pershing
Naval Studies Rescue - Hellcat
Biker Crew - Panzer IV

Correct me if I forgot a team or got it wrong.

>>48330013
SCHTEEL
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>>48330189
I thought NSR was in the IS2?
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>>48330189
Actually the Historians are in a Panzer III right now.

The Rescue Crew is also in an IS-2m.
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>>48330128
Everyone else has a fetish for us in a swimsuit and we are not a fetish enabler.
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>>48330189
The Historians are in a Panzer III, not a StuG, the Etiquette club are in a Churchill IV not a I, the biker crew while training in the Pz IV will be competing in the Tiger II, Naval Studies Rescue are in the IS-2m not the Hellcat and the Hellcat is manned by the Motor club I think?
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>>48330241
>>48330189

schteel please clear this up
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>>48330340
Ellie "Literally Z Cup" Zumzum - Cromwell
GrisGris - M4A3E8 Sherman
Iris "Trevor Story" Blackbourne - Churchill IV
Serafina "Four Cute Girls and a Dog" Maczek - Pershing
Alexander Suvorov - Panzer III
Baywatch - IS-2m
Rascal Flatts' Life is a Highway - Hellcat
Bakuon - Panzer IV (King Tiger for competition)
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> “Fine.”

-

-

After Abigail Zwillman went to escort Lang back to his stable, you ended up dressed out in LGA’s standard one piece. “Aw, that’s boring,” says Winona. Stack slaps her upside the head. “Hey!”

Whatever. You place your hands on your hips, straightening out and looking professional and nice for the camera. “There we go, very nice, very nice.” He snaps a few photos, wide shots, panning shots, portraits, the whole nine. “One of you lying down, please.” You roll your eyes, then sit down and lie back. “That’s good, that’s good. Other side.” You roll onto your front. You can’t even smile at this rate. This is such a drag. “You know, I won’t even ask ya to smile, you’ve got the photogenic neutral face going on, don’t wanna mess with that.”

“Oh, I got an idea!” says Winona. She hurries over to Iris, who just finished her swimsuit pictures in a flowery and frilly white one piece. She immediately drags Iris over, then disappears.

“Oh, hello, Elodie,” says Iris. You nod to her.

Then back Iris comes with Griselda, in her swimsuit, a dark blue bikini. In her other hand though is a paint brush. “Alright uh…” Truth be told, Griselda looks good in that swimsuit, but same as you she doesn’t seem to know why she’s even here. The three of you stand up, then face your backs to the camera at Winona’s request, you on the left, Griselda in the middle, and Iris on the right. “Alright, Griselda! Arms around Iris and Ellie, please!”

“Oh, wait I see what you’re doing!” says the photographer. He crouches down, pointing his camera at the three of you now.

[1/2]
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>>48330446
[2/2]

Suddenly, you feel a very cold liquid run down your spine. “YOW! What the fu- Winona!” Did she just paint something on you!? Griselda and Iris as well yelp too.

“There we go!” The photographer takes his shots. “Come see, girls!” This better be worth it. You all look to see on his camera.

And there is a picture of the officers in swimsuits, with you wearing L, Griselda wearing G, and Iris wearing A.

Huh.

That’s actually not bad.

“Like it?” says Winona.

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite
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>>48330471
> Polite
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>>48330471
>Polite
I don't know what I was expecting, but you know what Winona. This is actually really cool.

And now I wish we had art for that photo. Would be pretty fun.
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>>48330471
>> Polite
L G A
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>>48330471
>Polite
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>>48330471
> Polite
So Iris, you run into those Zhou Enlai types this morning?
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>>48330471
>> Polite
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>>48330471
>Polite

we need to wash ourselves of this sin
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>>48330471
This Anon >>48330565 hits the nail on the head
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>>48330535
There's that Saunders pic which is probably what Schteel was aiming for.
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> Polite

“I think it looks great, Winona.” You smile at her. “Griselda, Iris?”

“Beautiful,” says Griselda.

“Well, this is better than covering wars that’s for sure,” says the photographer. “Alrighty, y’all are cleared and good to go then! I think Topps is gonna love this one!”

-

-

After washing off the point and getting changed back into your clothes, you decide to head out for dinner before taking your leave to the airport. On your way out however, you do see Iris accosted by the Zhou Enlai girls. Quietly, you all look over to see how it goes. “We are prepared to pay a very generous sum to LGA’s Tankery program, and if need be to you if you would transfer to our school.”

Iris nods. Around her are her fellow crewmembers as well. “Does the offer go to my crewmembers?”

“It does,” says the ZES ambassador. “We recognize that commanders may not perform without a certain crew.”

“Hm. And what about academics?”

“Our academics is rated as one of the best in the world,” she says. “So, how about it? Will you transfer to Zhou Enlai School of Business?”

Iris clasps her hands behind her back. “I am afraid it is not in my place to transfer right now. Lafayette Girls Academy needs me. I am afraid my loyalty cannot be bought. Sorry for wasting your time.”

[1/2]
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>>48331035
[2/2]

The two ambassadors glance at each other, then nod slowly. “We see. We wish you good luck on your future endeavors, Iris. The offer will still stand however. If you wish to entertain it…” They hand her a card. “Please do give us a call.” Iris takes it, then nods to them. They bow to her, then turn to leave.

“You know, you have to admit, that was kind of a good deal,” says Ingrid.

“As if,” says Stack. Iris looks over at you, waving you goodbye as you leave.

“Hey, girls!” Ugh, the boys still hung around. “Wanna make a bet with me?! If you get knocked out, you gotta give me a kiss!” They laugh and honk the horns on their Jeeps and Dodge trucks, howling like dogs. Ugh, such savages. You continue to walk on past. “Aw, come on, where you going!?”

Stack huffs, looking back a bit. “Why I’d give them a piece of my mind…”

> “Do so, we’ll meet up later.”
> Turn around and tell those boys what for.
> “Ignore it, Stack. That’s how you beat them.”
> Other
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>>48331058
> “Do so, we’ll meet up later.”
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>>48331058
>> Other
We're going to run over their fuckin jeep with Oliver later

this is the only time we're doing a sidequest and it's one we've invented
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>>48331058
>> “Ignore it, Stack. That’s how you beat them.”
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>>48331058
>>“Ignore it, Stack. That’s how you beat them.”
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>>48331058
> “Ignore it, Stack. That’s how you beat them.”
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>Other

Give them the manhood withering glare of disdain.
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>>48331058
>> “Ignore it, Stack. That’s how you beat them.”
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>>48331099
NAY! Do not squash the jeep. Though Jeep Jockey may be the lowest of the lowly, he has done nothing against us and squashing his jeep would deprive him of the only use he has left.

We should rope him into a revenge scheme.
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>>48331197
Take the bet but if we don't get knocked out they have to kiss Jockey. This way his life remains suffering.
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>>48331197
How about sitting at the bushes at the end of their runway and blasting them when they try to take off?
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This is acceptable. That should be the scheme. Have Jeep Jockey call us when they're prepping for a raid and we hit them hard and fast like Desert Rats.
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>>48331276
they're going to fucking pay
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Bytheby, I'm working (or rather procrastinating) away at putting together a nicish looking ORBAT chart for the Sherbrooke match but it just occurred to me while looking that in a couple matches time we could try some really interesting comps once the new tanks are restored and some new crews found. Like:
>Potential ORBAT 1: Focussed lineup
This is all about grouping together similar tanks together to maximise their effectiveness: ie all the generalist mediums together under GrisGris so they can maximise their versatility both tactically and strategically, grouping together all the Heavies so that they can smash through any defence or hold any position and placing our faster/sneakier tanks and TDs together so they can ambush and flank without having to leave behind parts of the platoon (not currently wholly viable due the M36 being pretty slow and therefore of debatable value to any manoeuvre tactics).

> COMMAND ELEMENT: GrisGris commanding
> M4A3E8 Sherman: Griselda
> Panzer III: Suvorov
> Strv m/42: Unknown
> Panzer IV: Unknown

> BREAKTHROUGH/STRONGPOINT PLATOON: Iris commanding
> Churchill IV: Iris
> M26 Pershing: Serafina
> IS-2m: NSR
> Tiger II: Serina

> MANOEUVRE/AMBUSH PLATOON: Elodie commanding
> Cromwell III: Elodie
> M18 Hellcat: Rascal Flatts
> M36 Jackson: Unknown
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>>48331292
You know, Rascal Flatts isn't her name. It's Dalia Earnhardt.
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>>48331319
I had Dalia at first but thought I'd gotten it wrong after the above post and changed it. RIP trust.
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>>48331319
It's a pretty good nickname though. You have to admit.

Nicknames are fun, hell giving nicknames to people already with nicknames is kind of fun.
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as it stands, assuming we get no more crews between now and the match, this is my idea

Us and Suvorov head up north to spot the other bridge and determine whether the enemy are crossing it to the island or whether they're coming straight for us.

In the event they go to the island, we do the plan I outlined here >>48329006

In the event they're coming north, Survorov and us play loosey goosey and bait them onto the bridge, smokes, flares, the works, then spring the attack north to south

Ideally we can take out all their mediums/lights in one fell swoop then retreat down to the urban sprawl of the island for dealing with their casemate tanks
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>>48331418
>Ideally we can take out all their mediums/lights in one fell swoop
That's pretty unlikely, I feel like we should just aim to harrass them as they cross rather than commit to a full attack and more readily pull back to the urban terrain where even with their lights/Crusaders mostly intact, we have a decisive advantage thanks to our heavies and mediums.
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> “Ignore it, Stack. That’s how you beat them.”

“Ignore them, Stack.” You put your hand on Stack’s back, pushing her on. “Best way to beat them is to show them they’re not worth your attention.”

Stack grumbles, folding her arms. “If it were my way, I’d be parking at the end of their runway and pelting them with paint. Let’s see how they like it!” Maybe another time. But for now, you’re not going to be baited.

You look back again to see Jeep Jockey at the wheel of one of the jeeps. His eyes meet yours, and he shrugs, shaking his head. Yeah, that’s fair.

-

-

You dismissed Denise and Hilda for the night, allowing them to get packed for the trip down to the battle site. “So, Elodie, think we’ll win?” asks Stack as the lot of you munch on some Chick-Fil-A.

“I’m sure,” you say. “You guys shouldn’t worry too much.”

“I’m not worried about us,” says Stack. “I’m more worried about Griselda.” You blink. “I mean…” Stack shrugs. “Think about it, if we lose, we’ll probably get knocked out of the Wild Card spot, which means we’ll need to claw our way back. And, we’re almost at the halfway mark you know?”

“Yeah,” says Ingrid. “You know Griselda a bit, right, Stack?”

“We talked a bit before the tournament, yeah. But…” Stack shrugs. “Eh, I guess Griselda strikes me as the kind of girl that blames herself about things way too much. I just don’t want to disappoint her.”

“Oh, it would kill me if we did,” Josephina says.

“We won’t,” you say. Oh God, let’s not disappoint her. We can afford to drop Elimination fights with big players, but… Stack is right, getting swept at this point is gonna be a killer. Who knows? You fold your arms, sitting atop Oliver. All of you remain quiet for a few minutes, eating your late dinner.

Then Josephina looks back at you. “Hey, Elodie. Your mother used to do Tankery rght?” You nod. Oh yeah. She did. “What was she like?”

> “I don’t know.”
> “Best tanker ever I bet.”
> “She says she wasn’t that great.”
> Other
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>>48331530
> “She says she wasn’t that great.”
but,
> “I don’t know.”

I truly wonder...
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>>48331530
> “I don’t know.”
She says she wasn't that great but she always dodges the meat of the question.
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>>48331530
> “I don’t know.”
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>>48331530
> “She says she wasn’t that great.”
but,
> “I don’t know.”
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>>48331530
>“I don’t know.”

She avoids the subject when I bring it up.

I am suddenly suspicious
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> “I don’t know.”

You shrug. “I honestly don’t know. Last time I tried to bring it up, she kind of dodged it by saying she wasn’t that great and then moving on to Dad.”

“Well, maybe Tankery wasn’t too important to her then,” says Stack. “It’s not that unbelievable. I mean ,Tankery is great, but I can’t imagine like a mom to a teenage girl like you having too many hangups about Tankery.”

“Are you implying something?” you ask.

“Pffft.” Stack rolls her eyes. “Maybe you were spoiled, Ellie.”

“I was not spoiled,” you say loudly. The other girls giggle a bit. Hmph, while other kids were playing with toys and stuff, you were cramming for every test and exam. Why? Because you wanted to go on an Academyship. The only times you stopped were to have fun with Dad. Like that time he took a shopping cart and pushed you down a hill with you in it and him driving. Yeah, that was the last time Mom allowed that, which meant you had to use skateboards instead.

“Anyway, the Canadians are up next.” Winona plants her fist in her palm, grinning. “Let’s kick ass and take names, yeah?”

“Yeah!” Stack pumps her fist. “Whooo!” All of you start getting settled into your tank positions.

Right. To the airport.

And onward to fight Sherbrooke Girls High.
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>>48331796
That's it for tonight. Unfortunately, next weekend is gonna be tricky due to me maybe leaving for North Carolina again to visit family. However, next weekend after next should be good for Sherbrooke vs. LGA (provided I can multitask effectively.) Hope you all enjoyed regardless.

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See you next time.
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>>48331827
>She avoids the
Good thread Schteel. Kinda wish we spent more time with Ingrid, but I think we can thank the girls a bunch for helping out. I'll be looking forward to that match mate!
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>>48331827
Thanks for the fun, Boss. See you next next weekend
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>>48331827
Thanks for running GS, good thread as always.
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>>48331827
See you next time, GS!
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>>48331827

Thanks for running schteel.
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>>48331827
Thanks for running.
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>all this autistic depiction of girls interacting
>weeb AND magical realm setting completely unrelated to /tg/
Seriously why isn't this shit on /qst/? Is it because normal people go there and they wouldn't circlejerk your autistic fetish fuel enough? Or call you out on your retarded interaction dialogue? Or are you posting it here to prove us anti-quest crowd that we are the cancer as you always claimed in your stupid mind?

But of course my comment will get deleted and this cancer will stay, because the janitors on /tg/ are a bunch of butthurt weebs.



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