PREVIOUSLY ON STARSHIP IDOLS: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Starship+Idols “Lieutenant.” You look up at Azuma and Mills. In order to make things seem a bit official in your bedroom/office, you had to move your desk from the wall and spin it around so it faced the door. That way, when people walked in, the first thing they see is not your back but you working at your desk. It's just not an Officer's quarters if the subordinates have to wait for you to turn around and then...Ah forget it. You're just deprived of alcohol and you needed something to take your mind off of it.“Lieutenant.” Azuma says to you, “We're a little worried about the Idols.”“Oh? How so?” you ask as you sit in your less than official chair. It's just some random office chair, it's not even those nice custom leather seats a general would have. Though, being a Lieutenant... Ugh. You really need a drink. Several days in space you really run out of things to do. Still, maybe it is time for some quality time with the Idols.“Well, you know Charlie, yes?” asks Mills. You nod. Yes, the Colonial Defense Force Idol you picked up several days ago back on Myrmido. “We get the feeling she isn't integrating properly.”“Integrating?” you ask. What.“She doesn't seem to fit the uh... profile that we expect of an Idol,” says Azuma. “I know you've probably said you're not interested in an Idol but more of someone with actual combat experience, ma'am. But have you seen the way she acts?” He leans in close, a very judging expression on his face. “She's been checking out some of the Fleet crew.”“So?” you ask. “Fleet guys are handsome!” As wimpy as they are to join Fleet in the first place, Fleet does seem to have that weird policy of recruiting only attractive people. Hell, even their crusty old people have that aged fine wine charm to them.“She's been checking out both genders,” says Mills bluntly. Oh.… well, she's not wrong. “Look.” You hold up a hand, smirking. “You guys are making a mountain out of a wee mole hill. She can't be that bad, right?”--Azuma and Mills have led you down to the suit hangar. There you see Rosalie in her suit doing practices with Burkett in his. “Left!” Rosalie's suit jets strafe her to the left. “Right!” This time. Her feet however plant too soon and she skids down to her knees. “No! No! Commit! Don't force yourself down too soon! Wait for gravity to put you down! Get up and again!”Rosalie holds up a hand, panting heavily in her suit. She's been at this for a while now. “Okay!” She jogs on down to the end of the open space, a large maintenance area. You remember these open areas of the suit hangar. You used to use them to practice your strafing. Not too shabby on Burkett for having the same idea. Several technicians watch from the side. And you can see Stacy and Olga in their I-Suits watching, waiting by their own suits. Naka as well films them on her PDA.[1/2]
>>1008484[2/2]And as for Charlie?She sits back on top of a crate, the top buttons of her combat shirt undone to show her respectable cleavage. Her legs are spread far enough to let a train run by. And her boots are missing, letting her bare feet hang by. She sits alone in the corner, watching everything happen. She was still a bit dirty, her clothes were definitely not regulation even if they were just standard CDF dress, and she still looked like a mutt.“Alright!” yells Burkett. “Right!” Rosalie strafes right, skidding to a halt on her feet, her weapon aimed at the ready. “Left!” She strafes left again, but again plants her feet too soon. This time however, she goes skidding right into a pallet of barrels, almost knocking over some technicians. “Jesus Christ, Rosalie. A man with no legs could have this down! Get up and get back to the start!” Rosalie pushes herself up, hurrying back. “We can do this all day! Or we can do this all season long! I don't care, statistically you're going to get it right!”“What's the big deal?” you ask Azuma. “So she's sitting alone?”Mills says, “Perhaps she needs a gentle push in the right direction, ma'am.”> “Fine. I'll talk to her.”> “Hey, girls. Wanna go chat up with Charlie?”> “She's fine. She's a tough girl.”> Other
>>1008488> “Fine. I'll talk to her.”
>>1008488>fine I'll talk to her(Posting is hard on mobile)
>>1008488>> “Fine. I'll talk to her.”
> “Fine. I'll talk to her.”You roll your eyes. “Honestly, you two. You're overreacting. Just because she's a colonial doesn't mean she can't be one of us!” You smirk at them, walking on over to Charlie. “You'll see! I'll sort her out!” Yes you will! You want to know why? Because you've dealt with far more disagreeable people in the MI. Charlie will seem tame in comparison. You walk right up to Charlie, then lean on the crate she sits on. “What's up, trooper?”“Hey, Lieutenant,” says Charlie. She keeps on watching Rosalie in her strafing training.…Hm. “So. I imagine you're settling in well, Charlie?”“I guess,” she says simply. “Kind of miss home though.”“Yeah. Natural feeling. You'll get over it though. My advice though?” You motion to your chest, making a gesture of buttoning. “Button up. Don't want to distract anybody.” She looks at you with a very skeptical expression. “Look, you're not in the Colonies anymore, Charlie. You have to seem respectable. First step towards that is acting a bit more... feminine.”Charlie looks at you, confused, then shrugs. “I'm plenty feminine.”“Yeah, yeah. I don't believe you,” you state. She rolls her eyes. “Look, maybe that's something we can work on later, okay?” She shrugs again, looking at her knees. “Have you at least made any new friends? Do the other Idols strike a chord with you? I know, music joke and all, but have they?” Charlie shrugs again. “Come on, we need to communicate. That's instrumental! I'm sorry for these musical puns and everything but you know-”“I'm fine,” says Charlie. “I-... I just don't think I fit in very well, okay? I just want to get this Idol stint done and just go home.” She scratches at her cheek, grumbling a little. You see her eyes glance over to one of the power loaders for a second, then she looks down again. “Besides, I'm not trained to use suits like you guys so I think I see your game anyway. Use me for cannon fodder,” she mutters.“You're wrong,” you say. She huffs.> “You rated to use a power loader?”> “We can train you to use a suit. It's simple. Not really, but you get my meaning.”> “What you should focus on is trying to play the part of an Idol.”> Other
>>1008559>> “We can train you to use a suit. It's simple. Not really, but you get my meaning.”> "I heard you like cute girls. Are you saying my Idols aren't cute?"
>>1008559> “You rated to use a power loader? Let's get you in one and see if you're good enough to get your suit right away.”
>>1008559> “We can train you to use a suit. It's simple. Not really, but you get my meaning.”It'll help to get the conservatives on board with introducing suits to the CDF.
>>1008559>> “We can train you to use a suit. It's simple. Not really, but you get my meaning.”
We should really check up with Dune about getting a thirty second bomb of our very own.
>>100857430 Second bombs are actually standard issue kit for Shocktroopers. They're primarily intended though as terror weapons to flush enemies out of cover. (Starside RnD is even working on a version for Arachnids, who communicate through different means such as pheromones and seismic communication.)
>>1008581Any way to set the time to something shorter or longer?Any chance we could program it to start saying random numbers while it's counting down?
>>1008592They can be remote detonated. The 30 second countdown as well can be extended up to 60 seconds (the program will loudly announce that the countdown has been modified. It will also loudly announce that it has been remote detonated shortly before detonating.)
> “We can train you to use a suit. It's simple. Not really, but you get my meaning.”“We can train you to use a suit. It's simple.” You shrug. “Not really, but you get my meaning.” Charlie stills looks a little skeptical. “I mean, Olga's a natural, she can really help.” You snap your fingers, and Mills hurries up to you. “Mills, get an I-Suit out for Charlie here.” Mills nods, motioning for Charlie to follow her. “We'll get you through a crash course, okay? It'll be a walk in the park.” And heck, if she's familiar with using power loaders, she'll probably won't have too much trouble with it.“Come on, Charlie.” Mills pats Charlie's head as they walk over to the lockerrooms. “I'll give you some tips as we walk.” That's the spirit, Mills!--Charlie comes back wearing an I-Suit and the link-vest. Olga and Naka are enraptured by the formfitting nature of it on Charlie's body. As Charlie walks past, she caresses Olga's cheek casually. “See something you like?” she asks. Olga immediately turns red, stammering and rubbing her cheeks. Naka as well giggles, trying to hide her own embarrassment. Mills motions Charlie over to one of the free Paladin suits, and helps her aboard. Burkett and Rosalie come over, still in their suits.Burkett says, “Oh great, you trying to get the hick hurt now, Lieutenant?”“Quiet you.” You smack his metal knee.Olga says, “Are you sure she can use a suit? I mean, they don't have those in the CDF.”“I've driven an APLU sometimes,” says Charlie as she links her I-Suit with the Paladin systems. The Paladin adjusts itself to Charlie's size. You can see her pull the gloves on and wiggle her fingers. The suit does the same in response. And with that, she settles herself in. “CDF had to use power loaders sometimes as gun platforms. Other than that, I'm blind. Never used anything like this before.”You smile at Charlie. “Well, hey. Once you get trained with that, we'll get you acquainted with a real suit in the Marauder. Paladins are cheaper production versions, they're not as good as the old Marauder suits.”Charlie rolls her eyes. “Jesus, is the Federation that desperate? I didn't think they'd shirk the MI too.”Rosalie frowns a bit, stepping up past Burkett. “Hey. We're just trying to win a war, Charlie.”“Funny how that went for twenty years,” says Charlie as she lowers the helmet down. It seals tight. Her HUD activates around the visor, and the suit relaxes around her posture. “Alright. How do you want me to do this?”[1/2]
>>1008621[2/2]“We'll do a simple walking exercise,” says Burkett. “Rosalie, take five.” Rosalie hesitates for a second, then steps to the side. “First, left foot, then right foot.” Very, very slowly, Charlie steps out with her left foot. “Good. Remember, the suit's not something you pilot. It's an extension of you. You overthink it, you're going to hurt yourself.”As Burkett watches Charlie walk, the other Idols gather around you. Stacy says, “I dunno about this, Lieutenant. You sure Charlie can handle a suit?”“Of course,” you say. “You all did.” Stacy nods, taking that point well. “Look, it's not like-” Charlie takes a bad footing forward, then immediately falls over forward, somehow punching herself in the face, and immediately crashing to the ground. Burkett comes over to pick her up. “... well, you guys weren't perfect the first time out.”Rosalie mutters, “Well, I just hope she doesn't backtalk the Federation too much. It's not their fault her world got invaded.”“Relax,” says Stacy. “The two of you will get along fine.” Hey, Stacy. Stealing your line though. “Besides, Rosalie. Charlie's had way more time in the field than we have. If anything, we should be taking advice from her. Right, Lieutenant?”> “Couldn't have said it better myself.”> “Hey. I'm still relevant. You can learn stuff from me!”> “Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”> Other
>>1008626>> “Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”
>>1008626>“Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”
>>1008626> “Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”> *mumble* “Hey. I'm still relevant. You can learn stuff from me...”
>>1008626> “Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”> “Hey. I'm still relevant. You can learn stuff from me!”Once we get planetside, can we give her and Naka the traditional thirty second bomb hazing?
>>1008648anon that's rude, don't bully the idols
We're going to have to talk with Charlie about the whole "being a complete Colonial slut is bad for being an Idol" thing.And while I get that the Colonies feel like they've been abandoned by the Federation, do they really not understand that without the Fleet and MI, the Arachnids would have killed them all?I mean, the Bugs ARE interested in complete xenocide at this point because humans are too great a threat to allow to live.
>>1008656We bully idols out of love.And to make them better troopers with a high rate of survival and adaptability, but mostly out of love.
>>1008663Colonial resentment for the Federation isn't restricted just to the War. The Federal Council generally favors the Core and Inner systems over the Outer Colonies as a whole. The Outer Colonies generally gets the shaft due to the sheer size of the Federation and the logistics required to send things out there. (Fednet doesn't even reach out to the Outer Colonies and the Fleet Battlestation defense grid stops between the Inner Colonies and the Outer Colonies, essentially leaving them to defend themselves.)
>>1008680Has anybody tried to secede from the Federation, in the time between the book and now?Did the Federation ever let an Outer Colony go its own way, just so that everyone can see what happens as the planet's population gets consumed by Bugs?
>>1008687Secession from the Federation is actually -illegal- according to the Federal Constitution, citing that "division from the state will weaken both parties".Despite that, talks of secession and factionalism in the Outer Colonies is actually quite popular, but has more or less died down since the War has raged. While the Federation may not like the Outer Colonies, it tries to defend them when it can, even if they attempt to try and legalize secession in the Federal council.
>>1008626> “Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”>tfw my idea is backfiring cause our Idol is a slut.
> “Good troopers take in information from everywhere.”“Good troopers take in information from everywhere,” you say. “She should be taking advice from the lot of you though considering you've been at this Idol business longer than she has. And at the same time you need to take advice from her on how to fight.” You pat your chest. “Me too. Considering you know... I'm your Lieutenant. War hero and everything.” The girls giggle at you a bit. “What? I am!” Little buggers.Burkett helps Charlie to her feet. “Come on, you're doing fine.” Charlie takes a deep breath, standing back up. “Right, walk from this end to the other. Let's go!” Charlie starts do so, marching like a drunk man on parade.Olga grins, holding two thumbs up. “You're doing good, Charlie!”Charlie immediately messes up again by slipping and falling. She accidentally sets off her jumpjets too, flying right into a wall and smacking herself. All of you hiss in phantom pain.Burkett stands there, then calls out: “Corpsman!”--Fleet Hospital Corpsman Fina DeSilva is on the case. You, Olga, Stacy, Rosalie, and Naka sit around Charlie's bedside as Fina checks her eyes and ears. “Hm.” Her scanner updates constantly as it whirs around Charlie's very unamused face. Her arm is done up in a few bandages, having torn it open from the impact. “Right. No concussion. She's clear once you give that arm a bit of medigel and some TLC,” says Fina. She stands up, dusting down her scrubs. “Just... try not to do that again.”“Will do,” says Charlie. Fina walks away to sort her own affairs.“Well...” Olga smiles nervously. “I thought it was a good run!”“Yeah,” says Stacy. “A few more rounds in a suit, you'll be fine. Heck, we can train you later once you get out.”Naka nods, then frowns. “Does this mean I need training in a suit?” That all depends on if she wants to be the de facto FGL, but you'll decide that later. You do see Rosalie sitting a bit away from Charlie, arms folded, not really looking at Charlie.“Rosalie,” you say. “How about some words of encouragement?”Rosalie shrugs. “You did okay.”“Gee thanks,” Charlie mutters.You sigh. Oh boy, this is going to be a thing, isn't it.> “How about we leave the two alone to resolve their differences?”> “Come on you two. Kiss and make up. I don't want any conflict.”> “Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?”> Other
>>1008728> “Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?”
>>1008728>> “Come on you two. Kiss and make up. I don't want any conflict.”
>>1008728>“Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?”
>>1008728>> “Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?”
>>1008728> “Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?”We need to let them get it out of their system before they do missions together. Don't want some internal spat ruining a mission or anything.
>>1008728> “Come on you two. Kiss and make up. I don't want any conflict.”A training bout's just going to end with Charlie wiping the floor with Rosie in moments, neither will get much out of it and it almost certainly won't reconcile them with each other.
> “Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?”“Hey, if you two want to have a spat, do it in the training rings, okay?” you ask. The two glare at each other for a second, before rudely looking away from each other. You sigh. Good Lord. Well, at least here in the MI they can settle their differences. Most older systems of military wouldn't allow such a thing anyway. You either beat them or you don't, simple as. “Now, our next combat mission anyway might be a while so...”“Aw.” Olga frowns a bit. “But I loved fighting out there!”“A little too much,” says Stacy. “Burkett had to save you, remember?” Olga blushes in embarrassment. “If the Lieutenant says the next mission might be a while, so be it.”“Right, thanks, Stacy.” Seems that time on Myrmido has gotten her to open up finally. “Anyway, girls. Let's try and get ourselves squared away. Get your suits washed and ready. Burkett will inspect them personally.” Rosalie stands up, eager to get out. “I'll be right down with you all, okay?” Stacy pats Olga on the shoulder, then leads Olga out.Naka however says to you. “Um, Lieutenant. A word?” You nod, stepping to the side and hopefully out of earshot of Charlie. “So. Since I'm an Idol now, the Fleet Idol in fact!” You nod. Yes, yes. She's said that possibly hundreds of times. “... where exactly do you need me?”“Hm?”“I mean. I didn't train to be an FGL, ma'am. I'm not sure if that's how you want to use me and um... frankly, going to ground into combat kind of scares me,” she says simply. She does look quite terrified of the concept, rubbing her hands together, looking away from you. “I- I don't want this to like um... make you think different or even get me kicked out of this! I want to be an Idol but- but I don't want to die or anything!”> “Perhaps you may do good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. You will need to get commissioned though.”> “I'll decide your role later, Naka.”> “Fleet Groundside Liaison will be perfect for you, Naka. We'll do our best to train you.”> Other
>>1008788> “Perhaps you may do good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. You will need to get commissioned though.”Fleet in fleet.
>>1008788>“Perhaps you may do good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. You will need to get commissioned though.”
>>1008788> “Perhaps you may do good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. You will need to get commissioned though.”
>>1008788>> “Perhaps you may do good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. You will need to get commissioned though.”
>>1008788> "Honestly, it's up to you to decide your placement. I'm not going to force you into anything you feel you're not prepared for."> "That being said, Naka, whether you decide to go for FTL or FGL, just remember: You're part of my girls, which means I'll do my damndest to make sure you'll be safe. Just because you're Fleet doesn't mean I won't do my best to see you safe. (Pat on head)
> “Perhaps you may do good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. You will need to get commissioned though.”“Perhaps you might do some good as a Fleet Tactical Liaison. Their job is to coordinate with MI ground teams from space, update tactical information and objectives, keep the xenograph running, all that.” Naka nods, a little miffed at herself it seems. “Listen, don't take this as being a coward. You're my girl all the same, and your safety is my prime concern. I'm gonna do my best to make sure you're safe and working, alright?” With that, you give her a gentle pat on the head, which makes her smile and giggle a bit.“A-... alright,” says Naka. She pumps her fist. “I'll take to Captain Ozgen-sama about getting my commission and becoming an FTL.”“Great!” You smile at her, folding your arms. “Naka, you'll be a big help once you do so. All the FTL's I knew were lovely, and I believe you'll make a great one too.” Naka grins, now more assured.”“Right, as the Fleet Idol, I shall support the Mobile Infantry any way I can!” She pumps her fist again, now determined. “Look out world, here comes NAKA!” She charges out the door, right past a very surprised Corpsman Fina DeSilva.She looks at you. “The heck did you do?”“Pep talks. It's a big thing in the MI, you wouldn't know,” you say.She snorts. “Ha.” She steps past you, looking at her PDA.> See what the girls are doing in the Suit Hangar.> Talk to Fina. It actually would be nice to see how your girls are physically.> Go see if you can sneak some drinks in. You're dying for a drink.> Other
>>1008880> Talk to Fina. It actually would be nice to see how your girls are physically.> OtherAsk Fina about having a Corpsman idol. Where would the best place to start be?
>>1008880Voting this >>1008890
>>1008880>> Talk to Fina. It actually would be nice to see how your girls are physically.
>>1008880> Talk to Fina. It actually would be nice to see how your girls are physically.I'm saddened that Naka won't be the FGL, and therefore won't be able to mix things up with the other girls.
>>1008880> Talk to Fina. It actually would be nice to see how your girls are physically.
>>1008901Don't worry, we'll probably find a good match when the PM allows it.Besides, it'll be worth it when, during our first stand alone concert, Naka' comes out to sing on a platform made to look like the control deck of a starship.
>>1008920I.. I seriously want to see that.>>1008901Don't worry, I'm still sad over the fact we sent best guy to the front lines and got some fucking coward instead. It'll never stop hurting.
> Talk to Fina. It actually would be nice to see how your girls are physically.“Hey, Fina.” You meet her at her desk. The medbay thankfully is quite empty save for the Corpsmen like herselfs. The MI doesn't utilize medics like a conventional army. Instead it relies on Fleet Hospital Corpsmen such as Fina. And that means Fleet Hospital Corpsmen go through the same MI training, on top of the medical training, and having to use heavier suits (intended for recovering the entire suit and trooper). Gotta have some respect for them, much like the FGLs. “Do you have the files on the latest girls?”“Sure.” Fina brings up their dossiers on her computer. “Why?”“Just want to get things straight, see where they're at. Anything I should know about?” you ask.“Nothing except for the tattoo above Charlie's ass that says THIS END UP,” says Fina. What. Fina smiles warmly at you. “Colonials, what can I say? They're really fecking charming.” She hands you the PDA. “There's Charlie's dossier.”> CHARLOTTE “CHARLIE” SERRANO> BIRTHDAY: SEPTEMBER 3, 2285 (AGE: 17)> RACE: CAUCASION> BLOOD TYPE: A> WEIGHT: 145 LB> HEIGHT: 5’10”> ATHLETICS: A> INTELLIGENCE: D> SINGING: B> DANCING: F> CHARISMA: F> PATRIOTISM: F“And here's Naka.”> KYOKO “NAKA” NAKAGAWA> BIRTHDAY: JUNE 10, 2286 (AGE: 16)> RACE: JAPANESE> BLOOD TYPE: B> WEIGHT: 135 LB> HEIGHT: 5’8”> ATHLETICS: A> INTELLIGENCE: C> SINGING: B> DANCING: A> CHARISMA: C> PATRIOTISM: C“Hm. Everything's in order then,” you say. “Except for that tattoo.”“Why? Got a problem with tattoos?” says Fina.“Tattoos no. Lewd tattoos, yes. We're trying to put up a good image,” you say.Fina shrugs. “Well, we offer tattoo removals for free along with everything else. Just don't cry when I don't give her anesthesia for the laser.” You roll your eyes.Though... “Hey. Fina.” She looks up again, quirking her brow. “What would it take to get a Corpsman for the Starship Idols?”She shrugs. “I don't know. I mean, if you want me, forget it. I'm not Idol material! I can't sing!”“Everyone can sing,” you say. Well, almost everyone. “Just-... if not you, maybe-”Fina holds up a hand. “Look. I appreciate the thought but... if you need a Corpsman, we can attach you one. Hopefully not me.” Hm, does she have something against Idols? “I mean- we can attach you Gary over there, he loves Idols!”Gary calls over from the beds, then waves at you. “I love you guys!”“See, he fecking loves you,” says Fina.“I can't have boys in the Idols,” you state simply. Fina sighs in frustration. “If you don't have anybody, that's fine.”Fina shrugs. “We'll talk later about it if you want, okay?” That's fair.> Go see the girls in the suit hangar.> Go find a drink.> See your staff if there's anything new going on.> Other
>>1008986> See your staff if there's anything new going on.>Hey loves Idols>I love you guys>He fecking loves youI.. Why is do our people give so few fucks about anything?
>>1008986> Go see the girls in the suit hangar.
>>1008986> Go see the girls in the suit hangar.Let me know if you find any girls who'd be willing to give it a shot.
>>1008986>> Go see the girls in the suit hangar.
>>1009040anyone seen this? also now i know what you mean about the suitshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AuYyVZ2qvzk
>>1008986> See your staff if there's anything new going on.
> Go see the girls in the suit hangar.--You find the girls down in the suit hangar, having stripped to their standard military issue underwear. Why? They were washing their suits. A hose, a tank of water, some sponges, and some soap had been acquired to this end. Olga, Stacy, and Rosalie were right at it, getting every nook and cranny wet, lathered, and clean. “This is what I like to see, girls!” you declare as you walk up to them. They smile at you. “Olga. How's your suit?”“Ship shape!” She steps off the chest, then salutes you. Her top has been doused with soapy water. You salute back, dismissing it. “Gotta say though, getting into those micromissile racks is a pain.”Burkett wheels up a cart full of cleaning implements. “That's why you get this.” Olga looks at it in surprise. “Tankers have to use some special cleaning rods and stuff to get into their suits. The missile racks especially.” He hands her a cleaning rod, to which Olga looks at it curiously.“Wow.” Olga smiles, holding it close to her chest. “I feel like a real soldier now!”“Far from it.” Burkett pats her head, to which she simply blushes a little.Stacy says to you as she washes her suit: “So, Lieutenant.” You look over. “Do you know where we're going next?” she asks.“Not yet,” you say. “Though, I wanted another concert in line for you guys. Try and alternate missions and concerts, you know?”“Awesome!” Olga pumps her fist as she gets to cleaning out the missile racks on her suit. “We can totally teach Charlie then how to dance and stuff!” You smile. Olga's already welcomed her in it seems. “Oh! And then we can-”“Lieutenant!” Mills walks up to you, interrupting Olga. “It's uh...” He tries to whisper into your ear. “The latest Shannon Shujumi concert. It's not good.”Olga gasps. “Shannon Shujumi!?” Rosalie looks over, glaring a bit. She knows.> “Not now, Olga.” Take Mills aside to see what it is.> “Can this wait?”> “Let's see what it is.”> Other
Starship Troopers FPS gamehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5c4Ic-mtSD8
>>1009059Heinlein bless you for finding this, Anon. My google-fu failed me over and over
>>1009110>>1009098you wellcome i only found it when i went looking for the very bad starshipp troopers 4 movieand omg didnt know there was a game and it looks liek its sorta baseh off the 2nd moviea
>>1009124The Starship Troopers FPS is based off the first two movies. It's not bad but it's not good either.Shame really, I was really looking forward to it as a kid.There's another game Starship Troopers : Terran Ascendancy which IMO is much better.
>>1009124Oh God, the 4th movie. Why Japan, Why?
>>1009095>> “Not now, Olga.” Take Mills aside to see what it is.
>>10091394th movie IMO wasn't that bad but it didn't feel like a Starship Troopers movie. It felt more like a popcorn flick type Metal Gear Solid in space movie.Ice Blonde and Ratzass were pretty best though.
>>1009095> “Let's see what it is.”
>>1009148I would have been happy if it felt like a good movie
>>1009131man if only bugs die that easy liek in this game and that face taling granid is funy>>1009095>> “Let's see what it is.”also whne well they remake a ausome game/ movie o it???that 2nd game looked good old sch rts
I couldn't help but face palm at this:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vAsKGZPGxgY
>>1009095>“Can this wait?”The shit show will still be a shit show whether we watch it now or in 3 hours.
>>1009095>> “Let's see what it is.”Time to break it to all the girls, on who their competition is like.
>>1009095> “Not now, Olga.” Take Mills aside to see what it is.
>>1009095> “Let's see what it is.”Oof. Well, it's better now then never...I hope...
> “Let's see what it is.”You motion all the girls to come over. They crowd around you as Mills holds up the PDA. It's Shannon Shujumi Live on tour on Mars. “Whoa.” Olga looks in awe at the venue. “There's so many people!” Must be thousands, if not tens of thousands of people in there. They all hold up flashing glowsticks, waving them in tune to the music. And at the stage, backed up by male and female dancers, was Shannon Shujumi herself. She wore a yellow tank top with some black short shorts, backed up by white thigh highs and black boots. Her hair was dyed a gradient of yellow and red, flowing loose from beneath that white beret of hers. And over her eye that little monocle that fed her the lyrics to her song.You're a loaded gun! Ooohh!Your cylinder's spun! No one can save me!The damage is done!Shot through the heart,And you're to blame!This war of yours,has no shame!I'll wait for you! You'll play your game!This war of yours,has no shame!Rosalie grits her teeth, folding her arms. “How are they eating this up like this?”“What are you talking about?” asks Olga. “It's catchy!” Oh, Olga. You poor thing. Stacy frowns a little, also understanding what the message really is behind the song.“Olga.” Rosalie places a hand on Olga's shoulder, stopping her from snapping her fingers to the beat. “It's an anti-war song. She's literally against us.” Olga stops, blinking in surprise.“But... why?” asks Olga. “Sh- she wouldn't! I mean- what does she have against the war?” All of you look around, a little scared to break it to Olga. “I mean, she- she's entitled to her opinion, and we're still just like... friendly rivals, right?” She looks at you, tugging on your sleeve. “Right?”> “Yeah. Friendly rivals.”> Remain quiet.> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”> Other
>>1009348> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail and all of us dead by the bugs winning. She is literally the worse thing that is alive.”
>>1009348> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”but mybe we could show her what the bugs are doing to the conalis and that the war must be fought and won harlie can lead on that onei mean its like she wants all of those planets and peopel to die
>>1009348>“Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”And we will crush her
>>1009360innner core fagots
>>1009348>> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”Shannon is a bug loving hippie!
>>1009348> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”Wonder how Charlie's taking this.
>>1009348> “Yeah. Friendly rivals.”Isn't freedom of speech a core value of the Federation? She's entitled to her opinion, we just have to prove her wrong.
>>1009380she is but shes wrongwhat freemdon of speacch is she can say what ever she wants but what is doing/ can make happen is stop the war/ surrport for the solder wich would lead to tons of peopel and planets getting killed, theres no way we can be friendly rivals and by friendly you mean we dont puch her in her bitch face next time we see her then mybe
>>1009348> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”The anti-war people really seem to think that the Bugs would let them live if they offered a ceasefire. Do they really think peace has a chance?
>>1009380She's entitled to her opinion ion but she flat out told us that she's going to eventually crush us.
>>1009389I honestly can't even tell what you're trying to say.
>>1009401I think he's saying that freedom of speech shouldn't apply when its the middle of a war and there are people's lives at stake.
>>1009400Maybe have her see what a bug attack is like, first hand?
>>1009410Probably not enough. She needs to see a colony world try to surrender to the Bugs and then get eaten for the trouble.
>>1009401she is pretty much a enemy of the fed and we are the only solders that can take her down since she has right to free speach even though what she is saying and can make happen will couse thoughheds of people and plants to die.>>1009407but yes somethign like that that. but it would be differnt when youl only lose a few thounds people e.g vetname was a fuck up and needed to end freedom of speech helped that but not when youl lose plantes full of people but the fed cant really tuch her. means we have only a few ways of stoping her, gettign more faoumse( which we doing anyways) some how make peopel not like her, convet her to the fed( mybe showing her what fightngi is like/ but im leaning more what the bugs do to placest that cant fight back happenes to them)also one of the reasions she and alot of other pepel dont like the war can be couse there in the inner core and dont really get affected by the war part from the fed wants all my moneys bla bla bla and not caring about the ouuter people that have to deal with the bugs sht
>>1009439gota make the death nubers become peopel and then peopel well start to caremybe letters, videos, and life storys from people that lived in a planet that got attcked??
>>1009454I wonder how she and her fans would react, if the bugs attacked one of her concerts?
>>1009476and we just heppen to be the ones that save themjust as planed but no we would naver let that happen.....
>>1009476mybe if a big rock just happens to hit earth then people will start giveing a fuck
> “Olga. She's an anti-war advocate. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.”“She's an anti-war advocate, Olga. She wants nothing more than to see us fail.” Probably one of the worse of the bunch too. The kind that think they're morally superior just because they think war is bad. You shake your head, sighing. Olga looks as if you just told her that Santa doesn't exist. She bites her lip, looking down and twiddling at her thumbs. Stacy wraps her arm around Olga, comforting her a little. “Listen. Our job isn't to make friends in the Idol Industry, it's propaganda. She's against us, okay?”“O-... okay,” she says simply.And with that, Charlie shows up as well. Her arm is done up in a bandage. She looks at everyone. “What's going on?” she asks.“Shannon Shujumi,” says Olga mournfully. “She hates us.”“Oh, the Idol?” asks Charlie. Olga nods sadly. “... well who cares?”Rosalie glares a little at Charlie. “Have some tact. Olga looked up to Shannon.”Charlie sighs, rubbing her nose a little. “Mm. Sorry, Olga.” She looks over at the suits, and as if wanting to get off this topic, she says, “You guys have been doing good work on the suits at least.”“Thanks,” says Stacy. “We'll get you one, I'm sure.”“Yeah. That Paladin, uh...” Charlie frowns a little.> “We can find you a power loader to use until you're ready to upgrade.”> “Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”> “Just wait. I'll have a Marauder requisitioned for you.”> Other
>>1009543> “Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”
>>1009543>> “Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”well doing this talk to her about what songs and utfits she wants to wear?im hnking more a prince thing for her
>>1009543>“Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”Morale boosting and bonding
>>1009543> “Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”Let's show Charlie the video, let her figure out the anti-war lyrics.
> “Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”
>>1009579>secondingwe might ask about something from out of the box. Maybe this bastard can think of something genius.
> “Tell you what, I'll train you tonight, Charlie. Let Burkett have the day off.”“Tell you what, Charlie. I'll train you tonight.” You turn to Burkett. “Take the rest of the night off. Rest of you girls can sit back and watch.”Burkett smiles. “Fine by me.” He steps past, sighing as he reaches his arms up and stretches them out in relief. You roll your eyes, then motion Charlie to one of the open Paladin suits.“Girls, if you have any advice, give it now,” you say.Olga says, “Think of it as an extension of your body!”Stacy says, “Don't overthink things!”Rosalie says, “Don't die.” Of course.Once the two of you get inside your suits, yours being a Marauder of course, you step out with Charlie to the little training area set out for you all. Charlie at least has walking handled. “Alright. Let's start simple.” You jet backwards to the other end. “You're gonna boost yourself here!” Charlie visibly fidgets. You can see Rosalie, Stacy, and Olga taking cover behind one of the suits. “Don't worry, I'll catch you!”“O-... okay,” says Charlie. She lowers herself into a crouching posture. “Like this?”“Yeah, sure. Just fire off those jets!” She nods. She starts speeding towards you, her jets screaming. But she doesn't deactivate them when she needs to. Oh boy. You step into her path, and catch her before she flies into the wall. You spin around, forcing her to the ground and letting her jets shut off. “Oooohhh! Okay, okay. We're okay. You okay?”She looks up at you, sweating a bit beneath her helmet. “I feel like I'm gonna vomit.”“You can do it!” yells Olga.You help Charlie up. She grumbles a little. “I hate these things,” says Charlie. “How the fuck do you fight in these things!?”You chuckle a little. “Hey. I had the same troubles too when I was joining up. Come on.” You pat her arms, smiling reassuredly at her. “Let's try again.” Charlie nods, stepping back to the other end. “And hey, be gentle on the jets! Don't rush them, okay?” She holds up a hand in an affirmative gesture. Good, good. Charlie's at least learning.> Keep things gentle and familiar.> Be hands off. She'll get things if you let her work on her own.> Become Dune.> Other
>>1009770> Become Dune.I HAVE NO CHOICE, THIS IS THE ONLY SOLUTION.
>>1009770>> OtherI AM A THIRTY SECOND BOMB. I AM A THIRTY SECOND BOMB.
>>1009770>Keep things gentle and familiar.Less hands on as she gets more comfortable. Maybe we should get in a powerloader for a bit so we have a common reference point.
> Keep things gentle and familiar.Once you get the handle of it, it'll be like firing your first rifle. You'll wonder how you were able to fight bugs without it.
>>1009770>> Become Dune.this is a crash course right and the other girl had to go though shit as well got make her fill part of the team but lest punchy
>>1009770> Become Dune.Magical Sergeant Transformation!
>>1009813The difference here is that Charlie is a combat veteran, no need to toughen her up.She needs to believe we care about her and she's not just "cannon fodder"
>>1009770>> Keep things gentle and familiar.
Hey, quick question: Did we ever get a recording of our Idols on their thirty second bomb test?
>>1009770>Become DuneThis is a crash course and Charlie has to know
>>1009770> Keep things gentle and familiar.
> Become Dune.“Well. Listen, Charlie. From here is where things get difficult.” You push her back onto her back, surprising her. “Now get up.”Charlie sighs. “Lieutenant. I know you think I'm a colonial hayseed but I-” You drop something into her hands.I AM A THIRTY SECOND BOMB! I AM A THIRTY SECOND BOMB! I WILL EXPLODE IN THIRTY SECONDS! THIRTY! TWENTY-NINE! TWENTY-EIGHT! TWENTY-SEVEN!…She throws it at Rosalie, who immediately tosses it away. The other girls run for it.--“Come on! Charlie! Let's go! Let's go!” Charlie has to pick herself up again after crashing into a pile of barrels. “Come on! The Prime Minister works hard to get the CDF approved and this is all we get!? Come on, hustle!” Charlie hefts herself back to the start line, hurrying to get herself into a ready position. “Strafe left!” She boosts left, planting her feet at the right time. “Right!” She strafes right, correctly. “Left!” She continues to follow your commands without question.She's picked up suit training really well now. Far better than Rosalie at least. She boosts herself forward at your word, right to the other end. “Good, now back!” you yell. She blasts back, skidding to a halt on two feet. “No slouching!” She fixes herself ready, aiming her weapon at an imaginary target. “Good, good.”Rosalie, Olga, and Stacy watch on as you walk on over to Charlie. You pat her shoulder, smiling. “How was it?” asks Charlie, beads of sweat running down her face.“Not bad for a colonial,” you say. She grins a bit, blushing. “You'd make your sisters proud.” Her grin drops a little, then she nods. “I know you miss them.”She sighs a bit. “... yeah.”…“We'll be like your sisters,” says Stacy from the side. You look over at her, surprised. “We're Idol troopers now, Charlie. We're a sisterhood. Means you're one of us.” Olga nods, smiling. Rosalie simply shrugs in response, but Stacy punches her side, making her flinch. Rosalie sighs, nodding.“So we're good then?” asks Charlie.“We're good,” you say.> Treat the girls to a slumber party in your room.> Hit the showers.> Time to crack open the drinks!> Other
>>1010048> Time to crack open the drinks!combined with> Treat the girls to a slumber party in your room.
>>1010048> Hit the showersIn memory of showersanon, we must do this.does someone have the jpg, I'm not on my main machine where I keep everything.
>>1010048Oh, thirty second bomb-chan, you truly are the best girl...> Treat the girls to a slumber party in your room.> Time to crack open the drinks!Might as well have a party. See about getting Naka down there too.
>>1010048>> Treat the girls to a slumber party in your room.
>>1010048> Hit the showers.Only one choice, keeping the dream alive. >>1010095Ordnance idol when?
>>1010095We should have a song called 30-second bomb>>1010105Moot bless you
>>1010048>> Hit the showers.
>>1010048>Hit the showers.
>>1010048> Hit the showers.>Drinks, then slumber part~
>>1010048>Hit the Showers>Slumber Party>BRING OUT THE DRINKS>Invite Naka and Azuma EX
>>1010048>Showers then slumber party.And how do we gently tell Charlie to not be such a se -obsessed nympho slut?
>>1010221i wonder if she is pure like the other 4 girls are :(although im fine with it if she hits girls
>>1010262Charlie is the exact opposite of pure.
>>1010265Then did get her first time then? for smut purposes
>>1010048> Hit the showers. then, > Treat the girls to a slumber party in your room.
>>1010262As we've been told, she's pretty much bi, and is already hitting on Olga, and apparently a good portion of the ship's crew.And when she's not actively flirting and trying to rip some panties off, she keeps her clothes half open and her legs spread so that anyone can see the color of her panties.
>>1010262man she would have had all the dicks and vag.>>1010296i guse that happens when you need alot of workers and troopers fast since they keep dieing to bugs, got keep that people number up and couse they dont really care that much.just try to get her to tone it down a little bit, and i think abot the patney sittign probs couse she sits liek a guy even when in dress/ shrits
>>1010286I don't think Schteel will be writing anymore smut for a while, I wouldn't blame him if he was a little traumatised by the response to his last attempt.Revs were spiked.
>>1010296damn i suck at reading comprehension then.
>>1010296just give me boy pants the pantie shot is now gone
>>1010307Schteel writes a smut quest...
> FUCK IT A LITTLE BIT OF EVERYTHING--The first thing to do was take a very quick shower. All of you settled in for the hot water, washing your bodies, scrubbing off the sweat and stink from all the work in the suits. You, Stacy, Rosalie, and even Naka after she joined you from requesting her commission look over to confirm something.“So what's it like over in the Colony?” asks Olga.“Eh, you farm, you laze around when the plants are growing, you farm some more. Occasionally the Bugs attack. Other than that, it's pretty boring,” says Charlie as she scrubs her hair with a bit of shampoo. Some of it gets in her eye, stinging it and making her flinch. The four of you look right down at her ass.Yep. That is a tattoo that says, “THIS END UP”. Very tasteful, Charlie.“So... is that why you all have so much sex then?” Olga awkwardly asks. Charlie looks at her, skeptically. Olga blushes, poking her fingers together. “I mean. That's just-”“No, no. I can understand,” says Charlie. “See.” She stops her scrubbing and turns to look at Olga. “See... over in the Colonies, we think a bit different in regards to sex. It's not as taboo out there because we...” She rubs her chin, thinking. “How do I explain this? We just don't really think of sex as taboo out in the Colonies. I mean, you showered with boys in the MI training, right?” Olga nods. “And you didn't think much of seeing a penis, right?”Olga blushes even more intensely. “W-... well now that you bring it up-”“The point I'm making is that nobody really cares about it. Sex is sex. It's natural. You do it when you want a kid, you do it when you want to have fun,” says Charlie. “I can understand if it makes you nervous though, I imagine the Core Systems are kind of conservative like that.” Olga nods, rubbing her neck.“So- so does this mean uh...” Olga squints at her. “That-”Charlie pinches Olga's cheek, smiling. “Only if you want to,” she says in a mocking singsong voice. Olga grumbles, still glowing red.--All of you sit around your bedroom in pajamas as you uncap your whiskey. “Right, we're watching movies tonight, girls!” you say. You've managed to gather spare pillows and blankets courtesy of Mills. And thusly the six of you sit on your small bed, crowding around each other, watching the screen on your wall. It's an older movie called Fireteam Six, a dramatic recreation of the events surrounding the real Fireteam Six and their actions at the Battle of Lyndow Hill during the police action with the Arcturians. Four MI troopers defended that hill for three weeks, none survived. But they killed so many Arcturians that they were convinced that a war with the Federation would destroy, resulting in their surrender to Federal control.
>>1010296Wait, she's wearing a skirt? I thought everybody just wore trousers except for when they're in dress uniform
>>1010377She is wearing trousers. She just doesn't respect proper sitting etiquette regardless of whether she's wearing trousers, skirts, or just underwear.>>1010373[2/2]Of course, you weren't concerned so much with the history of the police action, you were more concerned with how wrong it got some of the details. Corporal Lyle Mendez saluted his superior, Lieutenant Jim Welker, with his left hand. HIS LEFT HAND. “What the fuck is that? You don't salute with your left hand! Someone tell that boot to use his right unless his left gets eaten by a bear!”Rosalie giggles a little. “You can't really enjoy these types of movies if you're in the military, huh?”“I can, it's just-” You glare a little. “If I were getting my arm chopped off and my Captain told me to salute him, I'd pick up my right arm and salute with that.”“Yeah,” says Naka. “Not to mention it makes us Fleeties look like idiots. There's a reason the Geronimo couldn't provide fire support.” The Geronimo was the home ship for the 212th, the Captain being portrayed as petty enough to leave the troopers to die for some boneheaded reason.“Ugh, and there's a love story too,” says Rosalie. “Nobody cares about that stuff.”“The effects are good though,” says Stacy.Olga looks over at you as you drink. “Hey, Lieutenant?” You look at her, smiling. “Can we have some of that whiskey?” Oh boy. Uh...> “Okay. But only a little.”> Break out ALL The drinks for them.> “Hell no.”> Other
>>1010381> Break out ALL The drinks for them.>one rule you ONLY drink with me.
>>1010381>> “Okay. But only a little.”
>>1010381>> Break out ALL The drinks for them.
>>1010381> Break out ALL The drinks for them.Old enough to die for the cause, old enough to drink.
>>1010381>“Okay. But only a little.”Too bad we didn't prepare it so that the whiskey is hot and diluted too much.
>>1010381>> “Okay. But only a little.”is this when charle pops olgs V?
>>1010381>Break out all the drinksThis is where we drink for our girls and for Olga and Charlie
>>1010492Dammit, Charlie is already used goods and you want Olga to become used goods as well?
> “Okay. But only a little.”Much as you're tempted to give them all the drinks, you decide that only a little is required now. Build up that tolerance. “Rule number one, you only drink with me, alright? I'll let you guys have a little.” You hold out the bottle to Olga, who takes a light sip of it. Her eyes bug out, and she immediately cringes at the taste of it. She shudders, sticking her tongue out. “Don't like it, Olga?”“It tastes weird!” says Olga. Charlie has a drink of the whiskey.“It actually tastes pretty light,” says Charlie. Well that fucking figures. Stacy shakes her head when you offer it to her. You're surprised, but then you remember the first time you met Stacy. Did not care for that scotch it seems. You won't judge. Rosalie as well refuses. Naka though, she takes a very light sip, and immediately goes for a bit more. Charlie as well take more out of the bottle.“Hey, hey!” You bring your bottle back towards yourself. “Get your own, jeez.” You point to Charlie. “I'm especially not letting you get drunk, not around the girls!”“What, are you afraid I'll molest them?” asks Charlie.“A little bit, yes.” She snickers, laughing at that. Olga laughs as well, which prompts Stacy, Naka, and Rosalie tos start laughing as well. You take another chug of your whiskey, and sigh. You lean back in against your pillow and let the girls all relax around you.Fun times.
That's all for tonight. I'll be back tomorrow for more as I start to get myself warmed up after this pretty long hiatus. Hope you all enjoyed. If you got questions, dump 'em.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelAsk at: http://germanschteel.tumblr.com/Book Tumbles: http://germanschteelbookblog.tumblr.com/See you next time.
>>1010529One big drunken Family.
>>1010529Thanks for the run Schteel.
>>1010529See you later, Schteel!
>>1010529Thanks for running, Schteel>>1010509What's the problem with them being used goods? Not like we're gonna sell them
>>1010529[spoilers]will you write a smut about charlie and her sexual orgies exploits?[/spoiler]
>>1010535Used Goods is very bad for the Idol business. Hence why we made it seem like the others didn't have boyfriends.
>>1010529thanks good nigtstill dont get the used goods thing for charily girl, just a gril from the farm
>>1010542But would the audience be aware that they are used goods?
>>1010547.. Probably really quickly actually, makes them less desirable by the people we wanna recruit. This is however a stunt to draw the CDF into the war more/build up their reputation to get them more support. We don't want them looking like all sluts tho.
>>1010555but they are all sluts thobut also havign peopel wanting to fuck them is good couse fandom and shit just make sure shes dosent go banging all er fans
>>1010555>>1010608Maybe Charlie can be the 'bad girl' in our group of angels?If the group became her harem, it'd be called Charlie's Angels
>>1010637ahha kida likeing that now
>>1010608>All are slutsMaybe the CDF but we need our Idols to remain mostly pure and out of any headlines reading 'Idol sucking cock and doing crack off a bugs nerve ending'.
>>1010672now there sluts/ into sex and then theres beening a crack hookertheres a differnce and we dont want the latter but the sex part would have to be uner warps, or tamed down idk
>>1010637Stacy is already the bad girl.Charlie got to be the "prince". Give her a uniform with pants and everything. And keep her image pure, dammit. Have you ever heard of the Madonna/whore dichotomy? She'll get a lot less desirable for sex once it's known she's available. It's paradoxical but it's true.Also I think we should prepare two custom numbers to introduce our new idols. For Naka, something cheery and dance-heavy, and for Charlie, a song tailored to her voice with the rest on back vocals and countertheme. Then a big group number to emphasize unity.
>>1010789>Charlie got to be the "prince". Give her a uniform with pants and everything.Oh yeah, Charlie actually has some natural charisma when she isn't nervous. Which makes it weird that her Charisma is F. If she can turn up the charm while turning down the "report to the ship, we'll bang okay" part, she'd make an excellent prince charming for all the fangirls.Custom numbers sound nice. I'm thinking Charlie's could be something with no music, like those times when somebody sings the national anthem at a stadium and the only thing you hear it the singer's vocals. Though we'd have to be careful to not give her something too patriotic, nor too anti-war.
>>1010810A-capella singing is hard anon. We probably won't have the time to train Charlie up enough. But in the future such a number would be excellent.
>Go into archives>Last thread was #11>This one is also #11SCHTEEEEEEEEEEEEEL
>>1010529thanks for the fun, boss
“They're a hit!” Danner slides over the PDA to you, showing off the image in the news of your Idols in combat. It's of Olga, Stacy, and Rosalie fighting on Plasma Mountain alongside the CDF, and of them raising the Federation flag in victory after the battle. All in their suits, but the designs each one of them gave to them make them unique enough. “Spoke with journalists back home in Fednet, explained how things were, now we're a front page story all over the Core Systems.” He taps his finger on the PDA, smiling. “We're in business.”You, Danner, Azuma, and Mills had taken up one of the conference rooms aboard the Jimmy Stewart to discuss this. “What does the Prime Minister think?” asks Azuma.“You know she's fought hard to get the CDF approved,” says Danner. “She's eating it up. Official comments...” He scrolls through it on the PDA. “'It is always a thrilling image to see humans working with other humans, regardless of their upbringing or their appearance. I am hoping this will foster more official Federal cooperation with the Colonial Defense Forces.' She loves it!” Danner grins, folding his arms. “Looks like you were spot on with hiring Charlie as our latest Idol.”“Though...” Azuma leans back in his seat. “You already know the whole-”“Yeah, yeah.” Danner waves it off, his grin dropping a bit. “We do need to um... Federalize her a little. Kind of downplay the free love angle of the Colonies in her, if not just- just completely stamp it out.” You nod. “Cuz see, what makes an Idol popular to a very horny and young population of boys and girls is this idea of them being pure, untouched, all that stuff? And... well, you know. She strikes me as an absolute bicycle.”That's rude, but she's not here to hear it, so you won't defend it. If anything, Danner is right, no matter how bad it is sounds. “Well, listen, Danner. It'll be up to me to try and fix her attitude.” Danner nods, allowing that to go by. “As for everything else... you know Naka-”“Fleet Tactical Liaison. Captain Ozgen and I have been discussing it. We think it's a good idea. But logic dictates that eventually your ground team in the form of Stacy, Rosalie, Olga, and eventually Charlie are going to need an FGL and a Corpsman soon, maybe a Combat Engineer as well.” Ah, the Combat Engineers, tough as nails. Very crazy people though usually. “And I can make arrangements maybe for a Special Talent to come aboard?”[1/2]
>>1011608[2/2]Mills leans close on the table, staring at Danner. “Now, hang on a second, Danner. Military Intelligence makes a point not to deploy Special Talents unless absolutely necessary. They're a secret weapon of ours. We can't waste them on the Starship Idols!”“It's- it's just a suggestion, Corporal.” Danner sighs, rubbing her nose a little. “Now listen, all that is far into the future. We've got five working Idols now. Nonon should be working on some image songs for each of them individually. Stacy has that bad girl arc to her, Olga the cute rich girl, Rosalie the dedicated smart girl, uh... Naka's the bouncy fleet girl, and Charlie... We need an angle for Charlie.”Azuma leans back, staring ahead as if shell-shocked. “You don't need to worry about that.” You all look at him in confusion.“Right. Well, that's the meeting.” Danner claps his hands together. “Lieutenant. If there's a destination you need to set, I'll be with Captain Ozgen in the bridge later.” Everyone stands up.You sigh. No hangover at least, reason being that your whiskey bottle got taken up by the other girls last night. Gradual introduction to drinking might steel themselves for it, so it doesn't become an addiction. Casual drinking is one thing, your drinking?It's the tops.> Go find Nonon. She should be working on a new song with Charlie and Stacy.> See where Naka is in regards to becoming a Tactical Liaison.> Walk around with Azuma and Mills a bit, see where your best guys are.> Other
>>1011612>Go find Nonon. She should be working on a new song with Charlie and Stacy.
>>1011612> See where Naka is in regards to becoming a Tactical Liaison.
>>1011612>> Go find Nonon. She should be working on a new song with Charlie and Stacy.
>>1011612>See where Naka is in regards to becoming a Tactical Liaison.Danner is right; we'll need another Fleet girl to be the FGL.
> Go find Nonon. She should be working on a new song with Charlie and Stacy.You, Mills, and Azuma walk down to one of the break rooms aboard the Jimmy Stewart. There you find Nonon has procured it to be her personal work room/nerd cave. Posters of cartoons and Idols are adorning the walls. Pictures of inspiration are spread all around her piano as she taps out the keys. Pictures of everything from the Redtail TAC Fighter, to Marauder suits, and even the actor Hannibal Jessup. Charlie and Stacy sit around the room while Saki sketches something at Nonon's side. “What's up?” you ask.Charlie says, “Nonon is working on a new song for me and Azuma's sister Saki is working on a new costume for me too.”Nonon looks over, smiling. “I think.” She stops playing the piano for a second. “I think Charlie would do well with a very princely demeanor. Think about it, regular pants, might need to press the chest down a little, give her a bit of masculine flair?” Nonon grins, huffing and puffing. “I think it'll suit her well.”“I ain't no Prince,” says Charlie. “Unless you want to lie and say I was born on Sanctuary, no thank you.”Stacy chuckles a little. “I think though that Charlie is just a little shy at the fact that she's having a whole song written about her.” Charlie blushes a bit, looking away. “See?” Charlie shakes her head, clearly not enjoying the idea of something being made all about her. “I mean, I'm kind of nervous about it too, hence why I'm bullying Charlie about it.” Charlie gives her the two fingers in response, glaring at her.“How are you coming with the songs though?” asks Azuma.“Songs?” asks Nonon. You nod, very sternly. “Oh, right! Songs. Uh...” She picks up her notebook, flipping through them. “Let's see. For Charlie, I'm thinking something that'll emphasize her vocals.” She steps off the piano seat and comes walking towards you. “I'm thinking low key, slow song, but powerful backing. Charlie's vocals carry, but the rest of the Idols lift her up. For Stacy, something... something a bit psychadelic, I'm thinking electric guitars, something really rebellious, like out of Zoe Poledouris's book, you know that song, 'Into It'? Something like that, absolutely wild and uh-.” She notices your glazed over expression. “I've lost you, haven't I?”“Yep.”Nonon smirks a little. “Well. It's a lot to do regardless. Do you want me to focus on one particular thing, or should I just try for all of it?”> Image songs for each Idol will do for now.> New performance pieces for Charlie and Naka should take precedence.> Do everything, Nonon.> Other
>>1011718>New performance pieces for Charlie and Naka should take precedence.
>>1011718> Do everything, Nonon. and if you need help please ask, We can afford to spend abit more now.
>>1011718>> New performance pieces for Charlie and Naka should take precedence.
> New performance pieces for Charlie and Naka should take precedence.“New performance pieces for Charlie and Naka should take precedence. We're going to be introducing them in our next set, so they need to be kind of explosive, first impression and all that.” Nonon nods, understanding of that. “Did you have any good ideas lined up?”“Sure!” Nonon flips through her notebook. “For Charlie, I'm thinking something in terms of a country-sounding tune. I'm thinking fiddles and steel guitars. Again, slow stuff, powerful vocal performance from Charlie hopefully. The other Idols will back her up. As for Naka, I'm thinking electronic tunes, bouncy, flitty, flighty, all that!” She heads on over to the piano and starts playing out a few tones in some the keys. “Low-de, low-de, low-de, low...”You step on over to Charlie. “Guessing you're not used to having a song written about you?”“I once had a guy write a song about me,” says Charlie. Nonon, Saki, Stacy, Mills, and Azuma look at her in curiosity. Charlie looks at them, frowning a bit. “It was a terrible song and I barely remember a thing. Besides, it was back in grade school anyway...” Charlie blushes a little, rubbing her hands together nervously.“Anyway though...” Nonon smiles at you. “Lieutenant, I reckon you and Kei-chan over there should find me Naka so we can discuss things. I'll have a prototype to you by tonight, alright?”You nod. “Alright.”> Go find Naka.> Stick around for a bit, see how Nonon writes her songs.> See what Charlie and Stacy are up to, waiting around.> Other
>>1011849> Go find Naka.
>>1011849>Go find Naka.
>>1011849>> Stick around for a bit, see how Nonon writes her songs.
>>1011849>> See what Charlie and Stacy are up to, waiting around.
>>1011849> Go find Naka.Bring up the control deck platform idea to her.
> Go find Naka.--You and Azuma do indeed find Naka on the bridge. “Good news, Lieutenant!” Captain Ozgen sits in his command chair, smiling at all of you. “I've approved for Petty Officer Nakagawa to undergo an apprenticeship with one of our veteran FTLs, once she's finished her training, we'll fast track her commission and she'll start as an Ensign.”“Ensign!” Naka excitedly rubs her cheeks, going red at the thought. “Imagine me, an Ensign! Ahaha!”“That's great, Captain.” You smile back at him. “Thanks for being understanding.”“It's no worry, anything for the cause,” he says. Good. Good.“Naka, I'm here to take you down to Nonon so you and her can hash out an intro song for you when you come up on stage.” You lean close to her, whispering to her. “I'm thinking you can arrive on a control deck platform like your own personal stage.” Naka gets stars in her eyes, gasping in surprise. “Like that?”“Love it! Let's gooo!” Naka speeds away past you. Uh.Eh. She'll find her way. You and Azuma start walking in her path. “Excited, Azuma?” You nudge him, grinning back.“As I can be,” he says. “We're doing better than I thought all things considered.” You nod, smiling at him. “Uh. Lieutenant.” You look at him. Oh? Something the matter? “I've actually been meaning to talk to you about this. I'm not sure if now is the right time or if I've already even talked to you about this already.”“What is it?”“You-... you're alright with Nonon and me being a thing- used to be a thing!” he says quickly. “Used to be. I mean, we-... Nonon's a good songwriter. I had to do her this favor, when Danner made the call for songwriters, you know?” You nod. Aw, does he really value your opinion that much? Poor man. “I just- I hope this doesn't make things awkward or anything.”> “We're all friends, Azuma. Don't worry.”> “I dunno. You bringing it up might make it awkward.”> “I'm going to make it so awkward.”> Other
>>1011938> “I'm going to make it so awkward.”TEASE HIM INTO SUBMISSION
>>1011938>“I'm going to make it so awkward.”>Other: "And so is she."Nonon and the LT, while having widely divergent tastes in hobbies, both agree that they love to tease Azuma.
>>1011938>> “I'm going to make it so awkward if you keep bring that out"
>>1011938>> “We're all friends, Azuma. Don't worry.”
>>1011938> “I'm going to make it so awkward.”> "Seriously, though, I'm completely fine with it."
>>1011938>> “I'm going to make it so awkward.”
>>1011938> “We're all friends, Azuma. Don't worry.”Don't bully the Azu.
> “I'm going to make it so awkward.”“I'm going to make it so awkward,” you say. “And so is she.” He rolls his eyes. “Come on!” You slap his arm, grinning at him. “Azuma, you're such a downer, I swear. We've got the good times rolling, we don't need to stop it with this talk of like... awkwardness and- you know it's even egotistical!”“Ego- what!?” he yells out in confusion. “How is it egotistical?”“You're assuming I'm attracted to you and I'll see Nonon as competition!” He stares at you, his cheeks going red before he looks away, grumbling. “You did! You just assumed my attraction, you dolt! Well, I'll have you know...” You pinch his cheek, making him slap your hand away in anger. “You are just adorable. But I am not going to fall for your handsome wiles, 'Kei-chan'.”“Wh- whatever.” He huffs. “Look. I just wanted to make sure-”“Me and Nonon are good.” You smile a bit more warmly to him. “She's a pretty good girl. I still can't see why the two of you broke up.”“Well. Saki really loved Nonon. But... our relationship wasn't really clicking.” The two of you start walking back to the break room. “I mean, I'd come home, I'd see her on her computer playing her games or watching her cartoons. She'd ask for money, and in return I'd work and pay the rent. You know. Felt like I was taking care of a kid more than having a girlfriend.”You smirk. “Was the sex good at least?”“The sex was-” He stops himself. “Why am I talking about this with you!? Of course you'd-”“I'm joking. It's still a shame, I think you deserve a nice girl,” you say.He sighs. “And you deserve a nice guy in your life.”You pause for a second. Dizzy. “I did have a nice guy in my life.”“What?” You said it so quietly that he didn't hear it. You shake your head, smiling at him. No no, let's not get on the sad train. Back to the action.[1/2]
>>1012085[2/2]--You're assembled in the break room with Charlie and Naka sitting around Nonon as she walks them through her notes in her notebook at the piano. Saki continues to design new costumes for the two of them, while Stacy and now even Rosalie who arrived after cleaning her suit play chess. Rosalie plants her knight down in one space. “Checkmate.”Stacy glares at the board, then smacks it aside. “I hate this game.”“Rude,” you say. “Pick that up.” Stacy grumbles, going to pick up the pieces.But before that happens, the door flies open. “GUYS! NEWS!” It's Olga, holding her PDA. “We have a FANSITE ALREADY!” What? She holds up her PDA, showing off a website on its screen. It's a fansite for the Starship Idols group called starshipidols.com creatively, with shining grey and blue colors as the background, with images of your first performance and your performance in combat. All the Idols gather around to check it out. “Look! They have profiles on all of us! Not for Charlie and Naka though for obvious reasons but look!” She shows off the profiles of each Idol. “Stacy, they're calling you beautiful!” Stacy blushes a little, smiling at that. “And me cute! Hehehe!” Olga bites her lip, giddy as can be.“What do they say about me?” asks Rosalie, hopeful.“Uh...” Olga puffs her cheeks out. “That... you're smart looking?” Rosalie frowns a little. “But hey, look! They have a forum too! We can make accounts and start interacting with our fans! There's not a lot of them right now but... can we do it, Lieutenant?”> “Go ahead.”> “I'll do it for you. Better to delegate.”> “Nope. Better if you keep fans at arms length.”> Other
>>1012092>> “Nope. Better if you keep fans at arms length.”
>>1012092>OtherWe could get an official web site with blogs and heavily moderated comments sections, but probably shouldn't be in the fan site.
>>1012122Would a fansite get much traffic if the official site also has the idols themselves?Regardless, should we have Danner send the site a press kit for being the first?
>>1012092> “I'll do it for you. Better to delegate.”
>>1012092> Other"Only in a regulated manner, all your posts have to be approved by Danner or me."
>>1012092>> “I'll do it for you. Better to delegate.”
>>1012092>OtherIt has to be regulated by either the LT or Danner. Mostly to keep the girls from falling for trolls or getting into flamewars.
> “I'll do it for you. Better to delegate.”> Other“It's best if you don't for now,” you say. “If you want to, we'd have to approve your posts, try to keep you for falling for trolls and what not.” Olga frowns a little, disappointed but understanding at least. “Let me see what we got on there.” You look around the forums, and ward the others off. It's time you search through this and see what's the big hubbub about.Topic: Which Idol is best?By: Joep36I really love Olga! She's so cute and her voice is so bubbly!By: TotototoNo way, Stacy's the best. Look at her, she's the prettiest!By: Grhmyou guys are idiots, idols are exploiting you horny bastards for cash. Wake upBy: TotototoThat's not nice.By: GrhmIt's the truth, deal with it bitchBy: HulalalaI'd eat a mile of Stacy's shit just to see where it came from.By: Grhmwhat the fuck dudeYou roll your eyes. Ugh. Typical internet.Mills says, “We should probably let Danner know about this. Maybe we can buy the site and turn it into an official one.” That's a good thought actually.> Go find Danner and see to buying this website.> Not now. See how the song writing is coming.> Other
>>1012233>> Not now. See how the song writing is coming.
>>1012233> Go find Danner and see to buying this website.
>>1012233>Go find Danner and see to buying this website.
>>1012233> Go find Danner and see to buying this website.> Also, check to see if there's anyone posting who says we're cute. That dude gets a moderator job.
>Quote:Grhm>I'd eat a mile of Stacy's shit just to see where it dame fromBy:Spaceanon69me too dude me too.
> Go find Danner and see to buying this website.--You, Azuma, and Mills have called Danner around in the bridge to talk about the fansite. “Intern! What can you tell me about the posts?”His intern files through them very quickly, her face hard from trying not to laugh at the immense amounts of shit being posted in it. “It's uh... very crass. It's very clear the site is new. Not much of a moderation staff to begin with. Though, it does have nice peripherals in regards to presentation and such. I think this would be a good base to start off with if we want to buy the site.”“Good, good. Does the owner have contact information?” asks Danner.“It's right on the homepage, sir,” says the intern.“Now before we do this.” Azuma holds up a hand. “I want to know why we can't just make a site ourselves.”“Do you know how to make a website?” asks Danner. He's silent on that thought. “I mean, we at the MWI could make one ourselves, but that requires hiring web developers. Plus, this guy already has the domain name that's perfect for our website. If we were to make a new one from scratch, we'd have to do something that may be a little... difficult to remember like starshipidolsofficial or officialstarshipidols. Just the starshipidols is perfect for us.”“So we're going to call him up then?” you ask.“Precisely,” says Danner. “Me and the Lieutenant will do the talking, alright?” Mills and Azuma nod. And with that, the intern dials the number on her PDA. “By the way, Lieutenant. While we discuss this, have you decided where you want to go next?” he asks.“Not yet. But we'll see how this goes first,” you say.[1/2]
>>1012451[2/2]The call gets picked up, and on the other end is a very nasally sounding man. “Hello, this is Graham McConnell, web development. How can I help you?”“Hi, Mister McConnell?” says Danner. “My name is Danner, I represent the Ministry of Wartime Information. I have here a friend of mine, the Producer of the Starship Idols, a certain Lieutenant.”“O-... oh? Did you guys like my fansite?” he asks.“We did,” you say. “We're very pleased with it. And we were wondering if you had time to discuss it.”“Oh, sure, sure! I- I can talk now. What, what did you want to discuss?”“We wanted to see if we can take the domain off of your hands and make it the official Starship Idols web page. We're willing to pay you good money for it, maybe even hire you to official moderate it if need-be. What do you say?” says Danner.“I... I can't do that,” he says simply.“What.” You narrow your eyes, looking down at the PDA. “What do you mean?”“W- well it took me a week sourcing all those pictures and building this website, and I make plenty of money from web development on my own so... whatever you pay me, I don't really need it per say, I-” You hear a loud voice in the background of his call. “Ah- one second, Mom!” The loud voice indistinctly yells to him. You look at Danner in disbelief, he does the same. “W-... look. I like this website, but I- I'm not about to give it up, okay? Not without something really, really juicy added on.”“... like what?” you ask.“Hehehe... erm. A date with Olga perhaps?”Danner says, “Um. Mister McConnell, that's uh, that's very- that's not exactly something we can do. Why not the Lieutenant?” You what. You don't want to date some fat nerd! “She's plenty cute!” Well, at least he- HEY WAIT A SECOND. HE'S BLIND!He says firmly, “Olga or no deal.”> “We're done here.” Hang up.> “Sure. We can make the arrangements.”> Other
>>1012460> “We're done here.” Hang up.
>>1012460>> “We're done here.” Hang up.
>>1012460> “We're done here.” Hang up.Nope. Fuck that. Getting a five alarm skeeze alert here.
>>1012460"We're done here." but wait before hanging up for just a moment to give him time to cave and sell it.
>>1012460>> “We're done here.” Hang up. if you can anwers these 3 riddles then yes you canmake them all about fighting
> “We're done here.” Hang up.“Yeah, we're done here.” You hang up without another word, then glare at Danner. He looks down, folding his arms in defeat. “If you think I'm going to whore out my girls like this just to get my self a website? You are dead wrong. If I don't think he's good enough for me, he won't be good enough for my girls. You got that straight, Danner?”Danner nods, sighing. “Yeah. I got it.” Good. He better. Anybody tries to take advantage of your girls for their own gain is going to get a bayonet shoved up their ass. “The important thing though now is to get our own website. I'll register us a domain for us. And then we can... we can start building up own website. We'll have the disadvantage though of the fan site having both a head start and an established community. We'll need to fight hard for it to gain any kind of ground.”“Hey, if the guy's a total sleaze, why don't we do something about it?” asks Azuma. “I mean, if he really wants to bone one of the girls, we could run his name through the mud and take that site for ourselves.”“That's a nice thought, Azuma, and possibly the most violent one you've had yet,” you say. “But we can't. He hasn't technically done anything wrong except say he wanted to date Olga, which could mean a lot of things. And then on top of that, a place like the internet? Anything he says will get buried unless it's monumental. He'd have to rape a preschooler if we want to run his name through the mud.” It pains you to say that, but in an environment of free speech those who can manipulate it are king. You fold your arms, sighing deeply. “Our website will have to survive based purely on it being the official one and having our Idols make it a blog of sorts.”“It'll get a steady following for sure,” says Danner. “Anyway, Lieutenant. I have made plans for the girls to make a new tour in the Core Systems, specifically our own home system. But, it's up to you to decide which place we go to first.”“What do we have?” you ask.“Aberdeen back on Earth. Guaranteed civilian crowd there. Then we have Luna, fun fact, we might get a lot of Fleet Cadets there. And then finally, Titan Station. Those are the spots I think are best to start out with. What do you think?”> Earth – Aberdeen: A guaranteed crowd of fans.> Luna – Apollo City: The colony is host to the Core System's premier Fleet Academy.> Titan Station: A hustling bustling sprawl of a colony orbiting Saturn, anything could happen.> Other
>>1012728> Luna – Apollo City: The colony is host to the Core System's premier Fleet Academy.
>>1012728How about:>Titan = Introduce Charlie>Luna = Naka's big debut>Earth = big concert with all the idols
>>1012728> Earth – Aberdeen: A guaranteed crowd of fans.
>>1012728> Titan Station: A hustling bustling sprawl of a colony orbiting Saturn, anything could happen.Save the Ship Bridge platform for when we get to Luna.
>>1012728>> Earth – Aberdeen: A guaranteed crowd of fans.
>>1012752This is a good plan seconding
>>1012766Agreeing with >>1012752's plan.
> Titan Station: A hustling bustling sprawl of a colony orbiting Saturn, anything could happen.“We'll head down to Titan Station,” you say. “We'll introduce Charlie there, then introduce Naka on the Moon, and finish it all up on Earth. That seem like a good plan?” Everybody nods. “Alright. Captain Ozgen.” He looks down to you. “Set a course for Titan Station?”He nods, then looks down at his pilot officers. “Number One. Set a course.”--“Titan Station?” You've gathered all the Idols again in Nonon's mood room to explain the new tour going on. “What's that like?” asks Charlie.“Don't know,” says Stacy. “None of us have ever been there.”“Except me!” Naka grins, patting her chest. “Titan Station is so cool! It's a huge sprawling metropolis! One of the best Core Systems colonies ever! There's all kinds of people to meet, the buildings are huge, it's like New York City except bigger! And there's the Shipyard too!” You won't argue that. You've been to Titan a few times during your stint, it's not that bad of a city. But Naka is kind of overexaggerating. These days, Titan Station is more primarily known for being one of Fleet's major shipyards. The battleships are built there, with Saturn's rings being the proving grounds. “And then we're going to the Moon too?”“Yep. Lunar Base,” you say.“Sugoi!” Naka bites her lip, giddy as can be. “This is going to be amazing! You guys are going to love Lunar Base, it's such an amazing place! I learned everything that one needs to know about being a Fleetie there!”“And we'll wrap things up back home in Aberdeen,” you say. “A homecoming for the three of you.” Stacy, Olga, and Rosalie all have stars in their eyes. They left Aberdeen as regular girls with big dreams. They come back to now as troopers and Idols. “That okay with everyone?”“It'll be the best!” says Olga. Everyone starts chatting excitedly. Even Rosalie seems to look forward to seeing her mother again back home in Aberdeen. But you do notice something.Stacy seems a bit concerned. “Something wrong?” Stacy takes you to the side out into the hallway. Seems she wants to talk in private.Stacy folds her arms, sighing. “I don't know if I want to go back home.” You tilt your head. Huh. Actually. Now that she mentions it, you never did see Stacy's parents at her graduation. “I mean, it's nice, what you've done for me and all but... I kind of wanted to leave all that behind me. All that delinquent stuff, all that nonsense. I dunno. I feel like I should be a bit more excited, but I just don't feel excited.”> “Is it because of family?”> “You should be. It'll be great.”> “You don't have to be.”> Other
>>1012975>“You don't have to be.”Don't think of it as performing back in your hometown, think of it as performing on Earth, capital planet of the Federation.
>>1012975> “You should be. It'll be great.”"Part of growing is moving well, past your past, not just away from it. You can't avoid your home town your whole life anyway."
>>1012975>> “You should be. It'll be great.”
>>1012975>“You don't have to be.”We should watch out for her when we get to Aberdeen. In case of personal problems.Also we should have the Idols autograph a picture for the fan site, with a note saying First Fansite, Thank you! so there's no hard feelings. And fire off a letter telling him to up the moderation.
>>1012975> “You don't have to be. ” Rub her head.
>>1012975>“You don't have to be.”
>>1012975>> “You don't have to be.”
> “You don't have to be.”“You don't have to be. If you got demons back on Earth, I won't call you a pussy for it.” Stac frowns a bit, confused at that. “Look. I can understand if there's stuff back in Aberdeen that you don't want to go back to. But don't think of it as performing in your hometown. Think of it as performing in Aberdeen, capital of the Federation, on Earth the capital planet. It'll only be a couple of days. We do one show there. Boom, set, match. Yeah?”Stacy nods, sighing. “Yeah.” She looks down a bit. “Look. I don't think I've thanked you properly for giving me this opportunity. I honestly didn't think I'd have it in me to be a citizen anyway.”“Anyone can be a citizen,” you say.Stacy places her hands on her hips, thinking on it. “Even Charlie?”“Especially Charlie,” you say. “Look, let's not worry about that. Stacy, I have full confidence in you. And I have confidence in Nonon that she can give us some pretty good songs to sing. And besides...” You wink at her. “You've already got a lot of fans, Stacy.”“They only like me because I'm hot,” says Stacy.“Hey, I'd like me too if I were hot. Not that I'm not, just-” You sigh. “Just get your ass in the mood room. We'll be arriving at Titan Station soon and I'll make sure to make arrangements for hotel and everything. Though, if anything I should be a little nervous of that myself.”“Really?” Stacy stops as she enters the room. “Why?”You sigh. “Galactic Fruit Company has a Corporate HQ there. My parents work there.”
>>1013148That's it for tonight's Starship Idols. We'll resume tomorrow for the last part of what should be Chapter #12 (even though I mislabeled it as #11.) Hope you enjoyed and if you got questions, dump 'em and I'll get to them.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelAsk at: http://germanschteel.tumblr.com/Book Tumbles: http://germanschteelbookblog.tumblr.com/See you next time.
>>1013155thaks see you then
>>1013155See you later, boss.
>>1013155Thanks for running Schteel. Catchya tomorrow.
>>1013155Has Intelligence, or anyone for that matter (including other species like the Skinnies) been able to figure out the Arachnid's endgame?They probably know that they have the numbers advantage, what with being able to mass produce soldiers, workers, weapons, and ships at a rate that the humans simply cannot match. They know that numbers and time are on their side, so realistically, they don't have to agree to a cease-fire or accept a surrender since their victory is practically assured.And what reason do the anti-war groups provide for the Bugs to accept peace? There's really nothing in it for the Bugs since they're not being threatened by any other race right now.
>>1013155See you tomorrow, Boss.
>>1013222The Arachnid endgame is a complete mystery to Military Intelligence because while they hold all the chips down in the war, they haven't actually ended it swiftly like they probably should have. (The Lieutenant capturing a Queen probably gave them one big shock that probably bought a lot of time). Right now, Arachnid Empire's game is raiding, raiding, raiding.As for why anti-war groups exist, they believe that the sheer length of the war, the staggering losses the MI has received recently means people just don't have much hope of the war being won anymore. As for the Bugs accepting peace, the Arachnids are not a bloodthirsty mob of insects like the movie, they're a hyper-intelligent space-faring species of communist spiders. There's optimism that the Arachnids might actually listen to negotiations if they were started.
>>1013262Has there been any actual communication between humans and pseudo-arachnids? Or was it 'shoot on sight' for both sides?
>>1013276Pseudo-Arachnids and humans at this stage are completely incapable of actually communicating. Whereas lesser races like Skinnies or Arcturians can eventually learn English, Pseudo-Arachnids are completely incapable of speaking anything resembling an Earth language. They communicate through means such as pheromone scent and seismic communication (which gets even more complicated when Military Intelligence found out that different taps and bangs mean different things for different parts of the Arachnid Empire which means they actually have different languages inside of their own language.)So yeah, shoot on sight.
>>1013286https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dg3CXLxGyR812:48 seems appropriate here.
>>1013286I meant before the War started. Since there 'police actions' and 'skirmishes' before Buenos Aires got wiped out, that means both the Bugs and humanity knew each other beforehand. Did they ever talk, or did both sides get immediately hostile from encountering another great starfaring power?
>>1013314The police actions and skirmishes were generally over "who settled this piece of land first", and were usually fought by proxy with colonists versus the Arachnids. While they did know of each other, they tried to steer out of each other's way if at all possible up to the point where both sides realized there simply weren't enough livable planets to go around.
>>1013330I just want to see an anti-war peace delegation to the Arachnids get messily devoured with a Bug-allied Skinny say "Peace? No peace." on a live broadcast.
>>1013336that's rude, anon.
>>1013341I wanna see a Pro-peace bug/skinny show up too talk for the main hives
>>1013381We'll see what happens in future threads, anon.
> TITAN STATION <Titan Station was settled on what else, the moon of Titan orbiting Saturn. It was one of the oldest colonies of the Federation, and it happened to serve a very important purpose in the Core Systems. Floating around Titan were massive stations, factories and docks for ships being built, repaired, or refurbished. Titan Station served as the home of one of the Federation's largest shipyards. From the humble Redtail TAC Fighter and the Audie Murphy-class Transport Corvettes, to the largest battleships like the John A. Warden-class battlecruisers and even the Atlantic-class Battleships. Your own Jimmy Stewart had to wait three hours just to get through all the mess and find a docking port.But the sight of all the ships were enough to pass the time for your Idols. “Look at all that...” says Rosalie. Naka is the only one who doesn't seem too phased. She even seems amused by everyone's reaction. “There are so many ships!”“Yeah! Look, I even see some Conestogas over there!” says Stacy. A trio of Conestoga-class ships indeed were leaving Titan Station for the Outer Colonies, to be delivered to the CDF after a very long period of refurbishment and modernization.“Look at that!” says Rosalie. A massive ship looms past the window, at least six times the size of your Transport Corvette. It follows the same basic structure as a TC, but with an added hump in the back, and two vestigial wings thick enough to fit massive amounts of ordnance. Everyone stares in awe of it. Even Charlie, who's desperately trying not to look interested, can't help but feel dwarfed in its shadow. “What- that's the hugest ship I've ever seen!”“It's massive!” says Olga. “And look at all of those guns! What kind of ship is that, Lieutenant?”“That is the Pacific, the Federation's newest and most powerful battleship.” Olga gasps, then immediately goes onto her PDA to look it up. Stacy, Rosalie, and Charlie though can't keep their eyes off of it as it still lumbers past your ship, almost endlessly.Olga though is absolutely amazed at how much weaponry it can carry. “Look at this!” Charlie looks over. “Six hundred missile pods each carrying fifteen missiles. Twenty-five quad-barreled pulse cannons each capable of penetrating thirty inches of steel. Four spine mounted magnetic acceleration cannons. Fifteen gatling rail cannons. Two hundred CIWS platforms, a hangar capable of carrying fifteen TAC Fighter squadrons...” She scrolls down. “It just keeps going, Lieutenant!”You snicker a little. “They're the pride of the Federal Fleet.”“And one day...” Naka smiles as it goes by. “I'll get to work on one!”Yeah.It's just too bad battleships have been completely useless for the past five years thanks to the Arachnids refusing to get into straight fights. But you won't say that, better to let them stand in awe of it now than resent it later.
>>1014781[2/2]--Arrival on Titan Station was relatively easy. You checked in at the space elevator's lobby, then moved on over to the exits. Mills says, “I already have a car waiting for all of us. Your staff will be transported to the hotel separately.” So it's just you, Mills, Burkett, and the Idols for now. Everybody else will be going straight to the hotel. Still, out the large windows in the ceiling, Olga, Stacy, Rosalie, and Charlie were completely captured by the neon lights of Titan Station. “Though, your original hotel Lieutenant was bumped up to a much more fine establishment.”“Huh?” You rented something that was pretty respectable. “Why's that?”Mills hesitates for a second then whispers in your ear. “Courtesy of your parents.” H- how did they find out!? AND GET YOU- WHAT!? Agh... those two are gonna drive you mad!Olga points ahead. “We should go explore! I hear Titan Station has an amazing ice rink at Dillon Square! And then we could go shopping at the GFC District! What do you want to do, Lieutenant!?”> “Go straight to the hotel.”> “Check out the GFC District.”> “Ice rink sounds nice actually.”> Other
>>1014791>> “Go straight to the hotel.”
>>1014791>> “Go straight to the hotel.”then do fun things
>>1014791> “Ice rink sounds nice actually.” mybad juay read it allil like to change
> “Go straight to the hotel.”--“Aw. The hotel?” asks Olga as you sit in the passenger seat of the van. Charlie, Stacy, and Rosalie still though look out the window in awe at the sprawl around them. It's even more of a hustle bustle city than New York. Titan Station did used to be more of a construction platform than a city before the corporations building the ships needed more manpower to build and manage their production lines. Here though, you could see the Galactic Fruit Company HQ building towering above most of the corporations like British Leyland, Westland-Yukari, Mitsubishi, and General Dynamics. You had no doubt what your hotel was going to be.And no doubt your parents were waiting for you.“This is our hotel!?” Olga is suddenly brought out of her moping corner when she realizes the sheer scale of the hotel you're being driven into. It's built much like an old-fashioned government building, complete with the central dome and the columns out front, but the sheer height of it makes one think of a mountain. Hence why it was called the “Olympus Hotel”. One of the premier hotels of Titan Station, and of the Core Systems in general. Valets are quick to help you drive in, then help you out of your car. “Whoa!” They take the girls bags, hurrying in without another word. The massive gilded doors shine from the light coming from within, almost looking like the pearly gates.But you weren't concerned about that. What you were concerned about was the man and woman standing in front of the door.Mom and Dad.Rosalie and Stacy walk over. “Are those guys your parents?” they ask. You nod. Dad is wearing his best business suit, a black and white number while Mom has on a nice purple dress with a white cardigan. They look at you with some amount of surprise, and little bits of contempt. You step up to them, sighing.…“Darling, it's good to see you,” says Dad.“Hello, sweetie,” says Mom.“Mom. Dad.” You nod to them.…Olga immediately recognizes the awkward situation, then slides on over to the three of you. “You must be the Lieutenant's parents! I'm Olga Schwarber!” She holds out her hand, smiling. Mom smiles back warmly, shaking her hand while Dad gives you the most intense glare of his life. Oh fuck off, Dad. You glare back at him. “It's nice to meet you all!”Mom smiles. “Likewise! We saw your show back on Earth. You are just adorable!” Olga giggles a little. “We've secured individual rooms for all of you and we have provided many amusements here at the Olympus.” She leans in close to Olga, smirking. “There's a swimming pool.” Olga gasps, then immediately runs in. Mom waves Stacy, Charlie, Naka, and Rosalie over. “Come on, girls! Uh, you two!” Mills and Burkett look up from the car. “Come along, I'll show you all around!” They step into the hotel.…Dad keeps glaring at you, his arms folded in disapproval.> Glare back at him. Two can play at this game.> “Nice to see you too, Dad.”> “Well, I should go inside.”> Other
>>1015032>> Glare back at him. Two can play at this game.
>>1015032>> “Well, I should go inside.”
> Glare back at him. Two can play at this game.You fold your arms as well, glaring back at him. Dad's death glare used to scare you when you were a kid. He didn't need to spank your bottom or tell you to do your chores. All he needed was one good look at you, and boom there was never any argument. It was one of the scariest things you witnessed as a kid, your own father being mad at you.After four or five years of MI service, that's kind of changed now. If anything, he should be scared of you. You keep on glaring at him, giving him all your might from your two eyes. This man has no authority over your life anymore, nor does he hold any respect from you simply because he shagged your mother. He's an adult like anybody else. He's a civilian like all the rest, a civilian trying to lord over a citizen. Someone who actually earned their spot in society.…Mom comes back some time later. “... are you two still out here staring at each other? My God, you two are just the most stubborn people I know.”“Not now, honey, I'm about to win,” says Dad.“Says you,” you say. “I've stared down bigger than you.”“Funny that you can't scare me then, Darling,” Dad hisses. You lean closer to him, nearly poking your nose against his. Why you oughta...Mom sighs, pushing herself in between you two. “Sweetie. Please. If anything, I am glad that you've come back safe and sound. We didn't have to put you up in our hotel, but here we are! We simply must catch up, it's been quite some time since you've spoken to us- how long was it, Dear?”Dad says, “Well, last time I saw her face to face was when she told us she had enlisted without our permission.”“Right,” says Mom, awkwardly. “Well, Sweetie. Come on, we should catch up anyway. I'll have Gaston cook your favorite! You remember Gaston?” The family cook, yeah. “He's been dying to see you and maybe we can show your girls around the Galactic Fruit Company holdings? Stocks are up this year you know!”> “I'm not interested. I'm going to my room.”> “Fine. We can catch up, Mom.”> “I should really tend to my Idols. Maybe another time.”> Other
>>1015230>> “Fine. We can catch up, Mom.”
>>1015230>> “I should really tend to my Idols. Maybe another time.”
>>1015230> “Fine. We can catch up, Mom.”Because apparently our dad is a FLAMING ASSHOLE
> “Fine. We can catch up, Mom.”You groan a little, then try to force a smile on your face for Mom. She was just as miffed as Dad was when you enlisted, but she at least tries to maintain a good attitude about things. “Fine. Fine, we can catch up a little, Mom. But I have to tend to my Idols in a bit.”“Oh, you simply must tell us how this came to be, Sweetie.” She takes your hand, leading you into the hotel. Dad follows behind the two of you. “You know, your father kept claiming he didn't want to come meet you. And I said fine, fine! But you know what he did? He showed up anyway!”“Only because I wanted to see how badly the war beat up my daughter,” says Dad. “Morbid curiousity.” Gee, thanks, Dad.--You explained everything that happened up to this point. They were aware that you had won the Terran Cross of course and that you captured the Queen (they didn't attend the ceremony). But you also had to explain that you were a Lieutenant. Then there was the whole Starship Idols business. Mom kept attentive as you walked around the hotel, smiling and nodding, occasionally asking a question or two. Dad however kept behind the two of you, hands in his pockets. Once you were in the dining room, Mom made a point to serve up your favorite food, lobsters. Mom and Dad sat across from you at the table as you gorged yourself, not bothering with manners.Because FUCK LOBSTERS ARE SO GOOD.“And uh...” You swallow hard, letting the fine rich meat go down your throat. “That's it. Here we are. We're planning on a tour from Titan all the way back to Earth. So, that's why we're here. Didn't think you two would find me out though and just redirect me to the hotel up here.”“We want you to be comfortable,” says Mom. “We're just trying to be good parents.” Hmph, that ship sailed quite a while ago. Dad barely pokes at his food, continuing to switch between glaring at you and glaring at his food. “So, then, Dizzy is...”“He's already buried,” you say.Dad says, “We're sorry.” You look at him in surprise. “For your friend.” That's... interesting. Dad always hated Dizzy. Called him a horrible influence on you back in the day.“Poor boy, but that is the Federal service for you,” says Mom. You shake your head, grumbling a bit.> “He died a good death.”> “The Federal service is nothing to be ashamed of.”> “I should go.”> Other
>>1015361>“He died a good death.”
>>1015361> “He died a good death.”> “The Federal service is nothing to be ashamed of.”
>>1015361>> “The Federal service is nothing to be ashamed of.”
>>1015361> “The Federal service is nothing to be ashamed ofHe did his part
>>1015361>> “He died a good death.”"many worse way to death. Die in sewer, overdose, etc. At least he did something"
>>1015361> Other"Mmm." Then change the subject. Dizzy didn't die a good death, he died in some dank, shitty bug tunnel on a bumfuck nowhere world, likely suddenly and ignominiously. Let's not do him the disservice of lying about it.
>>1015542It's still better than dying suddenly and wretchedly while doing jack shit with your life.
>>1015550"Better than" isn't "good".
>>1015555Then what kind of death IS 'good'? I wouldn't call any kind of death objectively 'good'. There's only better than and worse than.
>>1015565A peaceful one at the end of a long and fulfilling life, and maybe a few others aside that, perhaps ones immediately enabling the survival of others or the accomplishment of a great goal that could not be achieved without their death. But all the hints and allusions to Dizzy's death that've been dropped in previous threads indicate he died unnecessarily and without fanfare during the op to capture the queen, which is part of why it messed up the LT so much.The point is we shouldn't call it good when it isn't. There's no reason to regurgitate propaganda here, even if we don't get along with them, they're our parents, the LT can be honest with them, or at least refrain from the standard issue lies.
>>1015632Standard issue lies are there so the LT can keep herself composed, yanno. They're so she can say: "He died a good death." And move one, without thinking about how his death was so meaningless.
> “He died a good death.”> “The Federal service is nothing to be ashamed of.”“He died a good death,” you say. Mom and Dad look back down at their food, awkwardly. “You know, even if he died, at least he died doing something in the Federal service.” You place your fork and knife down. “It's nothing to be ashamed of, doing the Federal Service. Having citizenship, being able to vote, being able to take civic responsibility in the Federation is a very good reward on top of everything else.” You sigh, shaking your head and going back to cracking open your lobster. “I swear, you two would never understand it.”“Understand what?” Dad says. “Something that your H&M teacher put into your head when you were at your most vulnerable?”You glare at him. “Don't talk about Mister Ruszcyzk that way.”“If you were genuinely concerned about your future, about what you wanted to do in life, you should've come to us,” says Dad. “What did he know about you or your life? All you did was fall asleep in his classrooms all day anyway, suddenly he finds the right words to convince you, the next day you're telling us you're enlisting! That's how they convince you! They get you when you're most vulnerable in life and bam!” He slams his fist on the table. “Suddenly you're fighting and dying for some old man who doesn't like the look of some aliens!” You grit your teeth, putting a death grip on the table. “He gave me the best advice I'd ever gotten in life, more than you ever did.”Dad snorts. “He didn't raise you like we did. And unlike Mister Ruszcyzk who only had to work four years to get where he was, I had to work my entire life to put this company where it is now! When you were in diapers, I was working fifteen hours a day punching numbers into a machine for five quid an hour! And when you were in school I was busy building this company, running people over to put myself and all of you on top!” He slams his fist on the table again. “And now look at us!”“Yeah, you grow a bunch of fruit for people!” You throw your hands up in mocking awe. “Really fucking nice, Dad!”“Don't you swear at my dinner table young lady!” he yells.He WHAT!? “I'm fucking twenty-three, Daddy! I'll swear if I fucking want to!” you shout.Mom pokes at her food, frowning. “Very nice reunion we're having.”The two of you go quiet when Mom makes that crack. Dad stands up, pushing his plate in. “I'm going to our room.” He storms away out of the dining room to the very shocked faces of the dinner staff.…Mom smiles at you, pointing to some of the lobsters still on the table. “More, sweetie?”> “I'm not hungry.”> “I'm sorry, Mom.”> Take your leave.> Other
>>1015673> “I'm sorry, Mom.”
>>1015673>> Take your leave.
>>1015673> “I'm sorry, Mom. We're still as both thick headed as ever. I do love you guys though.”
>>1015673>> “I'm sorry, Mom.”Mom always was our favorite.> Take your leave.Give her a hug, tho.
> “I'm sorry, Mom.”You sigh. “I'm so sorry, Mom.” You push your plate away. You can't even build up an appetite for lobsters. Mom frowns a little, looking down at her plate.“Sweetie.” You look up at her again. “You know, I do agree with your father. You shouldn't have enlisted without telling us. And you certainly shouldn't have let Mister Ruszcyzk just cozy himself into your heart like that, not without getting a second opinion. We got where we were without needing to become citizens, that's just a fact.”You nod. “Right.”“I still love you all the same though, Sweetie. And your father does too. But you really inherited his bullheadedness.” You grunt. Sure did. That determination got him to lead the company in the first place. You can't deny that anyway. “Anyway. I guess dinner is over. How about I walk you back to your Idols?” You nod, standing up as well. “You know, I just can't believe that the Prime Minister would have the gall not to see how cute my daughter is.” She shakes her head, pouting. “Some nerve of her.”You snicker a little, then hug your Mom tight. “Thanks, Mom.”“Mhm.” She pats your back, then kisses your cheek. “Come on, Sweetie. They should be in the pool actually. That Olga girl was quite keen on it.”--You do indeed find the Idols hanging out at the pool. Thankfully, just having Mills and Burkett around, two very tough looking MI troopers was enough to ward off most creepers. They hung around on each side of the Idols as they played in their own little area of this incredibly fabulous and rich pool. It felt more like a visit to the beach in fact with how bright everything was. “Lieutenant!” Olga called out from the pool, waving to you. “Lieutenant! You need to come on in, the water's great!” Olga comes on over to the poolside and climbs up a little, showing off the burgundy one piece she wears with a ribbon on the back and white trim.Wait. You look over to see Stacy and Charlie lounging underneath an umbrella, hiding away from the artificial sun lighting on the ceiling. Charlie wears a white bikini with a black cloth wrapped around her hip like a skirt, while Stacy kicks back with a black one piece of her own. Rosalie meanwhile was getting swimming lessons from Naka, Rosalie in a plain dark blue two piece and Naka wearing a white one piece. How the...“I had swimsuits arranged for them,” says Mom. “I can have yours done very quickly if you want.”> “No. I don't feel like swimming right now.”> “Sure! Let's do it!”> Other
>>1015866>> “Sure! Let's do it!”Because why not.
>>1015866> “Sure! Let's do it!”> Other"You know, if you want, you could come over to talk to them. They're good kids."
>>1015866> “Sure! Let's do it!”
>>1015866>> “Sure! Let's do it!”
> “Sure! Let's do it!”“Sure! Get me the cutest swimsuit you can think of! Something that says... me.”Mom snaps her fingers, smirking. “Jacques! You know what to do!”--You come back out of the lockerrooms wearing an olive drab bikini with light green frills to them. “Lieutenant, you look so cute!” cries Olga. You take a step into the warm water, and sigh immediately. Oh goodness, that feels good. It's been so long since you've gotten to go to a pool! You lean back, letting the water flow around you. You look up to see Mom sitting down by the chairs.“Mom!” you say. “You can join us if you want, come and talk to my girls.”Mom shakes her head. “Nah. I'm too old. I'm not with it like you, Sweetie.”Charlie pulls down her sunglasses. “Hey, I like older women.” Mom stares at her weirdly, then looks at you.“Colonial.”“Oh.” Mom waves nervously at Charlie, who waves back simply. “H-... hello.”Stacy looks over at Charlie with a very stern look. “Can you not flirt with anybody, especially not the Lieutenant's Mom?”Charlie shrugs, going back to relaxing. “Hey, I can see where the Lieutenant gets her looks from, let's just put it that way.” Stacy stares at her, incredulous. “Just saying.”You roll your eyes, then start on over to Rosalie and Naka. Olga as well swims over. Naka holds Rosalie's belly from under the water as Rosalie blindly kicks and swirls her arms around in the water. “There you go! There you go!” says Naka. “Ganbare, Rosalie-san! You're doing great!”“I can't see anything!” says Rosalie. You notice that Rosalie's glasses are put to the side it seems. Her face suddenly dips into the water, and she coughs out and almost falls backwards. “Ah! Son of- Aagh!” She coughs, her face wet and dripping with water.“Oh, I'm so sorry! Here, here!” Naka wipes Rosalie's face by hand, holding her close. “There, there, Rosalie-san. You're getting good. Just need some practice!” Rosalie nods, then opens her eyes a little to see Naka wiping at her cheeks. “There, you see?” You smile at them. Aw, they're just-You see a flash. What the- Burkett looks over. “Hey!” yells Burkett. Out from behind some baskets is...CLIVE! CLIVE FROM THAT SKEEZY PHOTOGRAPHY FIRM! “Who said you could take pictures!?” yells Burkett. He advances on him.“Hey, hey, I was just in the neighborhood!” says Clive as he starts retreating to the exit.> AFTER HIM!> “Let him go, Burkett.”> “You better erase those pictures!”> Other
>>1016243>> AFTER HIM!KICK HIS ASS
>>1016243>> AFTER HIM!
>>1016243>> OtherWhen you get him, bring his ass to the pool for a talk. Jacques can measure him (and confiscate his cameras and recorders).
>>1016243> AFTER HIM!, and fucking hog-tie him up.I want the creep harmed badly.
>>1016243This >>1016296 Anon get my support. He is wise in the ways of intimidation.
> AFTER HIM!You jump out of the pool. “GET HIM!” you scream. Stacy and Charlie drop what they're doing and start to chase after him, while Burkett and Mills do the same. The lifeguard whistles at all of you to stop running around the pool but it's too late. You're after a quarry and by God you'll get him! Clive isn't as fast as any of you MI grunts, and Burkett certainly is no exception. He leaps on Clive, tackling him to the ground and grappling with him. Stacy and Charlie circle around, ready to nab him if he tries to escape while Mills helps out in the restraining. “Where's the camera?”“Ah, fuck you, lady!” The lifeguards come over to help, but Mom quickly waves them off. Thank you, Mom. “Come on! It's freedom of the press, I can take pictures of whatever I want!” You pick up the camera from the ground and start searching through. Pictures of them playing at the pool, innocent enough. Picture of Naka and Rosalie close together, with Naka wiping Rosalie's cheek, that can be misconstrued as something. “Come on, get off!”You keep searching through, more pictures from the shadows of them hanging around the pool. Stacy and Charlie playing a game of chess. Olga and Naka playing splashing each other. Charlie being accosted by some boys before Mills and Burkett put a stop to it. It keeps going on though.Into them changing in the lockerroom. “... why do you have pictures of my girls changing into bathing suits?” you ask.Clive stops his struggling. “L-... Look. Let's be reasonable here. Okay, I don't know how those-”“Don't lie,” you say. “You were going to sell these off to some tabloid weren't you?”“And so what!?” he says. “They're just pictures!” Stacy and Charlie look at him, completely disgusted. If it gets to the point where even the Colonist is disgusted, that's a low point.> Break his face.> Break the camera and tell him to get out of here.> “Get out of here and don't let me find you again.”> Other
>>1016522> Break his face.> Break the camera and tell him to get out of here.You're not technically enlisted, and it's just an assault charge.
>>1016522What's the worst legal thing we can do to him under wartime conditions?We should make sure that it gets broadcast he was taking pictures of girls in a change room. That's gotta be illegal, and publicly unacceptable.
>>1016522>Break the camera and tell him to get out of here.>Threaten legal action.
>>1016522>> OtherBreak his camera over his head, keep the memory card and give it to police as proof of blackmail material.
>>1016522>OtherIt feels hypocritical of us, but ask Mom to loan us the company legal team, and let the lawyers loose on this guy.
>>1016522>Break his face and break his Camera when we know nobody is around.
>>1016522> Break the camera and tell him to get out of here.
> Break the camera and tell him to get out of here.You smash the camera in your hands, and he yelps. “Hey! That cost me 2k to buy! You can't just-” Burkett shoves him forward. You pick out the memory card and keep it for yourself. “You- you gotta pay for that!”“Be lucky it's just 2,000 quid on the camera and not money on the legal costs I'll take to sue your ass into oblivion. You do this again, I will put you away for a long time!” He shakes a bit, frustrated at having no out of any kind. Typical paparazzi. “Now get out of here, and don't ever let me find you again!” Burkett and Mills shove him to the floor, and he quickly scrambles to run for his life.Stacy looks at you, confused. “You're just letting him go? What if he tries to blab to the media?”“Stacy.” Mills places a hand on her shoulder. “We -are- the media. One perverted camera guy isn't going to turn any heads over in Fednet.” That is a very good point. You should be safe for now. But if you see him again, you won't just be breaking cameras. Some bones will be picked out from him too.“Well. Go and enjoy the pool, girls. Come on.”Olga swims over, a very forced smile on her face. “Yeah, come on, girls! I bet you I can swim out to the deep end!”Stacy rolls her eyes. “Any idiot can do that. Come on, Charlie.” The two girls jump into the water, then start swimming out into the deep end, competing with one another to see who'll chicken out first it seems. You sigh, rubbing your nose.Mills says, “You know that's not gonna be the last of it. There's gonna be far worse than the likes of Clive trying to get pictures of the girls.”“You're right,” you say.> “Just bust some heads like you normally would, Mills.”> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”> “We'll be fine though.”> Other
>>1016776>> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”Considering he got through long enough to take pics while they were changing, and there's the chance Mills and Burkett might fail, extra security would be nice
>>1016776>> “Just bust some heads like you normally would, Mills.”>> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”Tell him to bust heads and get some more security guards.
>>1016776>“We're gonna need to beef up security.”We need subtle, sneaky security, not beefy bruisers.
>>1016776> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”Maybe another woman who can keep an eye on them no matter where they are.
>>1016776> “Just bust some heads like you normally would, Mills.”> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”
>>1016776>> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”
>>1016776> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”A woman who can go where men can't.
> “We're gonna need to beef up security.”“We might need a woman or something, beef up our security in places we can't follow the girls at,” you say. Mills nods, understanding of that. “Though, that's a question for later I suppose. Besides, maybe we can find you somebody cute to work with, Mills!” You smile at him.“Oh, please. I've long given up on women for uh...” He looks down at his prosthetics. “Obvious reasons.”“Hey, they're battle scars,” you say. “Chicks dig battle scars.”“I can attest to that,” says Burkett. You roll your eyes. Sure he can.Though, that will be a topic of discussion for Danner. With the girls' growing popularity, it's only inevitable that they'll get a few creepers in their fans. Though, you won't spoil a nice day in the pool for them. Who knows when they'll get to enjoy this again?And speaking of enjoyment. “Lieutenant!” Azuma and Nonon come on over to you all. “Lieutenant! Nonon just wanted to talk to you about the new song she cooked up for Charlie and ah... aha...” He realizes what you're wearing at that exact moment, and freezes up. Nonon snickers a little, folding her arms as she smirks at you. “Lieutenant! You look-”You grin, quirking your brow. “Oh?”“You look swell- uh... Charlie- I mean, Nonon was working on the song,” says Azuma.Nonon smiles. “I think you look cute in that, Lieutenant!”“Thank you!” You smile at Nonon, then look at Azuma. He rubs the back of his head, nervously looking at you. He's seen you in the showers before. What, he never seen you in a swimsuit like this?> Tease Azuma.> “What's the song, Nonon?”> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”> Other
>>1017213> Tease Azuma.> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”
>>1017213>> Tease Azuma.>> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”Like we would (or could) pass up this opportunity.
>>1017213> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”Teasing can come later, when everyone is wet.
>>1017213>> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”> Talk to Nonon about the three of you working on a song, one about the ever lovable thirty second bomb.
>>1017213>“Oh, please. I've long given up on women for uh...” He looks down at his prosthetics. “Obvious reasons.”If you've ever watched the documentary "Murder ball" (on paraplegic rugby) you'd know that disabilities can actually be a huge attractor for women. > “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”
>>1017213> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”> Tease Azuma.
>>1017213> Tease Azuma.> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”He's just too easy to bully.
>>1017213> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!”
> Tease Azuma.> “Come on you two, get some swimsuits on and let's party!” You grin, stepping closer to him. “What, Azuma? It's not like you haven't seen everything.”“Yeah- it's...” He shrugs. “It's a nice swimsuit you've got on, Lieutenant.” He smiles a little, a light blush on his face. “Just- I haven't ever seen you in a swimsuit before so this is just kind of a surprise.”You poke him on the chest, smirking. “Aw, thank you, Azuma. It means a lot coming from you.” Mills and Burkett glance at each other, snickering a bit under their breath. Azuma glares at them for a second before you gently push him. “So what do you like my bikini? Is it the top? Maybe the bottom?”“Uh... uh.” He glances up and down your body, then back at your face. “The... material?”Nonon shakes his head. “He's hopeless, Lieutenant.”“My God.” You shake your head too, motioning to him. “How did you put up with him?”“Simple, we broke up,” says Nonon. Azuma glares at Nonon again.“Come on, guys.” You smile a bit more proudly. “We got a lot of time on our hands. Get some swimsuits on and let's go party, alright?” You point to Burkett and Mills. “You two, too! Come on!” Nonon holds up a suitcase, quirking her brow, while Azuma simply rolls her eyes. “There, that's the spirit, Nonon! Come on!” You turn around to the pool.“Come on, Lieutenant!” Naka and Rosalie wave you in. “Water's great!” Ha!You run up and dive right in.
That's it for this week's Starship Idols. Sorry for the slowdown but I've been a little tired lately. This weekend though should herald the return of LGA2 and Elodie R. Zumwalt. Look forward to that. If you got questions, I'll be around.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelAsk at: http://germanschteel.tumblr.com/Book Tumbles: http://germanschteelbookblog.tumblr.com/See you next time.
>>1017557Aight, thanks baws.
>>1017557Thanks for the run.
>>1017557Night, captain. See you around.
>>1017557Thanks for the run Schteel, hype for LGA 2's return.
>>1017557Thanks for running!Hmm, we've just had a pool episode. This means the next episode shit hits the fan. Get ready anons.
>>1017557Thanks for the fun, Boss.