>>1389313
> “MOTHERFUCKER, I’LL-“ (Take Vacation Day: 3 or maybe 4, i forget)
Just think! We get JJ's attempt! And we find out if we made all star game today!

This could be Ellie's day!

>>1389313
>> “Screw you all, I’m going to work.”

>>1389313
>> “Screw you all, I’m going to work.”

>>1389313
>Motherfucker, I'll...

meh fuck it, i'll go with the day off, writing

> “MOTHERFUCKER, I’LL-“

“I had to cough, Regina!” you shout. “Look. Just- nobody talk about any of this, okay!? Now if you excuse me, I have things I need to do! I am going to take a vacation day just for it!” With that, everyone starts dispersing out of the locker room.

Griselda says, “Speaking of things to do, it is the day of the All-Star voting. Today the commanders pick their choices for the nine All-Stars on each team. The other ten will be selected by popular vote. And the last slot is the NATO Commissioner’s pick.”

“How does the Commissioner pick?” you ask.

“She selects them based on who she feels represents the next generation of Tankers,” Griselda explains. “Usually it’ll be a freshman or something. Ulanova over in Kursk is considered the EL’s top choice for the Commissioner’s pick. We’re still trying to figure out who’ll be the WL though. Might even be you.” She nudges you, smirking.

You roll your eyes. “Please.”

“What? Nervous you won’t make it in as an All-Star?” Griselda smiles warmly. “You deserve it all things considered, Ellie. Probably even more than I do.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1389485
> Polite
Oh, please. I just do what I have to. I'm not a flashy tanker. All-Star is about flash, r-right? Besides, you deserve it for leading a team while undermanned.

Ellie going to humble.

>>1389485
>> Polite

> Polite

“Don’t be harsh. I just do what I have to. I’m not all flash after all. That’s what people like after all.” Griselda giggles a little at your defense. “Besides, Griselda. You deserve it. You’ve led us this far. We’ve almost always been outnumbered, and yet we’ve managed to get to top of the division somehow. Because of you.”

“Aw.” Griselda blushes a little. She plants a hand on her cheek, smiling at you. “You’re making me blush, Ellie. No wonder you’re such a guy magnet.” You roll your eyes. “But thanks. It does mean a lot hearing you say that. Hopefully I won’t disappoint if I’m elected. And especially if we make it to the postseason. It’s not even yet, we haven’t clinched our spot.” She slaps your arm. “See you, alright? Me and the team will actually try and make it later for JJ’s showdown.”

“Really? Why?”

Griselda shrugs, walking back and away. “I can respect an underdog. Been one my whole life.” She turns around, leaving.

Underdog, huh?

“Hmph.” You turn around to see a girl with some wild black hair, and yet she wears the Zhou Enlai uniform too. She leans on your tank, smirking. “Underdogs are overrated. Hope you know that.”

“Sorry, we haven’t been introduced, have we?” She doesn’t look Chinese.

“Freya.” She offers her hand to you. You shake it respectfully. “Freya Ward. You must be Elodie Zumwalt.”

“You know me?”

“Mei speaks of you.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1389607
>> Polite

>>1389607
>> Boast
Time to shit on Mei. She needs it.

>>1389607
> Polite
Not anything like the russian and swede Mei has...

>>1389607
>> Polite

> Polite

“Anything she says, it’s an exaggeration,” you say.

Freya snickers. “Ha! So she’s actually exaggerating when she says that you’re some pretender trying to take her place in the Shimada Household then?” What? You tilt your head. She what? “I won’t claim to understand what she’s saying. Mei’s pretty weird like that.”

“Well, I’m not trying to steal anything from her.” You fold your arms. “I’m just doing what I can to help my team.” You cock your head, looking at her questionably. This is your chance actually to ask Freya some questions. “You come from another schoolship?”

“Yeah, Robert A. Heinlein. Me and Dix actually don’t have the best relationship, I left last year in the middle of the tournament,” says Freya. “Good thing she’s not here at the moment. I think there’d be a fight on our hands.”

“You left in the middle of the tournament?” you ask. “Why?”

“Mei gave the offer of paying my full education at ZES with a signing bonus of about twenty thousand dollars and some prime real estate too on the mainland,” she explains. “My Mom always did want to visit China, so this was killing two birds with one stone.” She left her own team in the middle of a tournament just for cash and a house?

You frown a little. “Don’t you feel a little bad about leaving your team mid-tourney?”

“I did.” She shrugs. “Well, did. But Mei and the team she’s assembled is pretty great. I’m surprised she hasn’t made an offer to you though. She really likes underdogs, those people who’ve got talent but nobody ever sees it because of some prime flaw or something.” She huffs at that. “Don’t know what she sees in that.” She rolls up her sleeve, checking her watch. “Anyway, I hear you got a showdown to attend, later. I shouldn’t keep you waiting.”

“Right,” you say. You start walking away. “I’ll see you later then, Freya.”

“And hey, don’t take this the wrong way,” says Freya. “It’s just business. Mei wants to win after all.”

> “You can’t buy wins.”
> “Too bad.”
> “Don’t we all.”
> Other

>>1389719
>"i'm sure she does."

I get wanting the money and the house.

But right in the middle of a tournament sounds fucked up. For both parties.

>>1389719
> “Don’t we all.”
>"Kind of ruins the fun though, doesn't it?"

>>1389719
>> “Don’t we all.”

>>1389719
>> “Don’t we all.”

>>1389719
>>1389748
>Enough to buy a house, full education and twenty thousand dollars.

http://www.constitution.org/mac/prince12.htm

> “Don’t we all.”

“Don’t we all,” you say back. “I’ll see you on the field maybe, Freya.”

“You as well.” She smirks a little. “Try not to let your team collapse before we get to face you. I’d like to fight a contender for once.”

With that though, you have to leave. It’s time for the showdown.

-

-

Denise has driven up to the airfield, where a large crowd of boys from the KDH Skycraft team, and the LGA NATO team, along with bystanders from Naval Studies, General Studies, or anybody who just happened to be passing by, are waiting. Jack smiles at Griselda. “You came to root Jeep Jockey on, Gris?”

“I guess,” says Griselda. She folds her arms, looking at Jack. “I hear you all have been helping him out a ton.”

“Of course.” Jack nods to Jeep Jockey as he pulls on his gloves. Rafe pulls his helmet on for him. “He’s one of us. You can respect that, can’t ya?”

Griselda takes a second to think on that, then shrugs. “I guess I can.” She rolls her eyes. “That doesn’t mean you and I are suddenly the best of friends though, Jack.”

“Just friends with you? Wouldn’t dream of it, hehe,” Jack says with a snicker. He looks to you as you arrive. “Ellie. Good to see you. Jeep Jockey is just about to get ready.” You and Jack start walking over to Jeep Jockey’s plane. Several mechanics are getting the engine tuned up right before the show. You look at the sky. It’s a clear day, barely any clouds in the sky either.

Yeah, JJ does not have the advantage here.

“Where’s the Beast?” you ask.

“He’ll be arriving in a few minutes,” says Jack. “Jock.” Jeep Jockey looks over. “Look who’s here.”

“Ellie!” Jeep Jockey grins, adjusting his goggles a little. “You made it! Hehe! Ahaha!” He takes a deep breath. He does not look very excited despite the grin. “… Now I can humiliate myself in front of you too.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1389894
>> Boast

>>1389894
>> Neutral

Snap out of it and focus. Chastise yourself after the fact.

I honestly thought we should have been more spiteful but she has her reasons.

>>1389894
> Boast

>>1389894
>> Boast

>>1389894
>Polite
If I had a dollar for the amount of times I have embarassed myself in front of people I cared about I'd be the richest person in the ship. There is nothing you could do that could top that. I believe in you, Jock!

> Boast

“No, you can show your mettle and your worth in front of me, Jock.” You gently punch him on the arm. “Don’t let the week’s training I helped give you be for nothing. Come on.”

Jock takes another breath. “You’re right. Okay.” He hops a little in place, rubbing his hands. “I can do this, I can do this. I’m the boss. I’m the man!”

“You’re the man!” says Jack.

“I am the man!” Jock yells back.

“Woo!” Jock and Jack slap their hands together. They thump their chests against one another. Ugh, machoness. You turn your head at it. Well, if it gets Jeep Jockey going… You look to his plane. Shiny, clean, and still bearing your visage on the side of it. Right, right. All the pilots come over to wish Jeep Jockey good luck. They give him a shake of a hand, a high five here and there, some pats on the back and words of encouragement.

Even Griselda comes by. “Good luck, Jeep Jockey.”

“Yeah!” Serafina huffs. “Don’t disappoint us!”

All the talk though is shattered by the sound of incoming planes. The three of you look over to see a Zeppelin off of LGA’s starboard side. And incoming now are a trio of Bf-109Gs. Everyone is silent. The one in black, painted with tiger-like white stripes across it, that one is the Beast.

They land on the airfield. Out of the flanking Bf-109s come their pilots, dressed in blue flightsuits. The two of them are large boys, you can hardly believe they’re in high school. They both walk up to you all. “Which one of you is the Jeep Jockey?” Everyone looks at JJ. He looks at you. You slap him on the back.

“Uh- that- that’s me,” he says.

The two German boys glance at each other, then at his plane. “And this is your plane?”

Jeep Jockey nods. “Yeah. That’s- that’s my plane there.”

“Hm. Bold,” says the one on the left. “Our flight leader has told us to tell you that the challenge is accepted. They will face you in a showdown. We look forward to honored combat in the skies. It shall be a one versus one, you two will face each other.”

“What are the rules?” you ask.

“Simple. They will launch opposite of each other then travel five kilometers away. Then turn back. From there, it’s a standard Skycraft elimination. The one who shoots down his opponent wins.” You and Jock look over to the Beasts cockpit. There he is, inside. His face obscured by his flight goggles, helmet, and a mask. He glances at you for a few seconds, then looks forward.

“We look forward to the off,” says the other German. With that, they turn around and walk back to their planes.

Jimmy walks up, whistling. “That’s a G-10, Jeep Jockey. He’s gonna hound ya.”

“Yeah.” Jeep Jockey takes a breath. “He is.”

> “Hound him back. Give him your best shot.”
> “Don’t try and be a hero. Run until you get a clear shot.”
> “Just do what’s comfortable.”
> Other

>>1390057
>> “Don’t try and be a hero. Run until you get a clear shot.”

>>1390057
>> “Don’t try and be a hero. Run until you get a clear shot.”

>>1390057
>> “Don’t try and be a hero. Run until you get a clear shot.”
>> “Just do what’s comfortable.”

>>1390057
> “Don’t try and be a hero. Run until you get a clear shot.”
Remember, he's got the edge in speed, but the G-10's a heavy plane and has poor energy retention in sustained turns. Try to frustrate his attacks and draw him into a low speed, low-alt turning fight, it's your best shot.

>>1390087
This. If Jock can bait him into a thatch weave, some damages can be done

I can't help but we wasted a day off.

Normally when we take a day off we usually get to go on side quests or something, instead we got a meeting with freya that didn't go much besides more background stuff.

>>1390168
Well, this side quest could feesibly wrap itself up nicely. And besides, we have other events tonight too. A little early to call it a waste.

> “Don’t try and be a hero. Run until you get a clear shot.”

“Don’t try and be a hero, alright? You run and run until you get a clear shot.” Jeep Jockey nods. He quickly pets your head, inattentively as he looks to your plane. You slap his hand away. He does NOT have permission to do that. “N- Now go get him! Alright?!”

“Alright!” He pumps himself up, pumping his fist. “Let’s do it!” Jeep Jockey climbs up the wing of his plane, then hops into the cockpit. The two planes are set up, with their tails facing each other. You and everyone else watch from the sidelines as the engines are spun up to life.

> SKYCRAFT SHOWDOWN <

> JEEP JOCKEY (F2A-2 Buffalo “Heavenly Body”) VS THE BEAST (Me-109 G-10 “Noblesse Oblige) <

Their planes start pushing away from each other, flying off from opposite ends of the airfield. Jeep Jockey manages to shakily get his plane under control before going into a cruising speed. The Beast meanwhile simply powers ahead, angling himself upwards to get altitude. This is going to suck. You, Jack, and Griselda move on over to the spectator computers set up inside one of the hangars. There, you get a taste of what’s going in Jeep Jockey’s cockpit.

“Right, coming to four kilometers… four point five… five now! Turning!” You watch the map screen. The two dots on screen, Jeep Jockey blue and Beast red, are now closing in on each other. Very worryingly, the Beast is listed at several thousand feet, while Jeep Jockey is only two-thousand. “I can already tell he’s above me,” says Jeep Jockey over the sound of the engine.

“Stay frosty, JJ,” says Jack. “You’re doing fine.” They start closing in now.

Your crew peek over your shoulders. Winona looks at Jack. “Jeep Jockey will be fine, right?”

“Oh, yeah, yeah!” says Jack.

“He better be,” says Coach Wright as he passes by. “If he wants any chance to be on this team.” You huff. Oh boy.

“I got sight on him, direct front,” says Jeep Jockey. “Yeah, he’s way above me. I don’t think he’ll drop in on me though, we’re going opposite directions.”

Jack explains this as, “Preferable to dive in from behind. Targets stay in the crosshair longer and you don’t sacrifice energy trying to dive in on them or trying to turn around to get them.” Fair point.

[1/2]

>>1390236
[2/2]

Suddenly, you see the Beast’s altitude start to drop. Jeep Jockey yells out, “Oh shit, he’s diving on me!” Jeep Jockey presses forward, his speed picking up. You hurry out of the hangar, then look up. The Me 109 was dropping down on Jeep Jockey, fast. You see him turn away, getting a cannon round through the wing, but not much else. The Beast’s plane speeds past, moving up again. “Oh fuck! I’m hit!”

“Keep calm,” says Jack.

“Okay! Okay!” He starts panting heavily. You see the Buffalo start to turn around. In the distance, you also see the Me-109 continue to climb. “Bah! He’s climbing again, the bastard! I can’t get him in this plane!” The Me-109 pulls a wide left turn, meaning to come back around and dive in on Jeep Jockey from the front again.

> “Attack, it’s your only chance!”
> “Keep running!”
> Other

>>1390245
> Other
"Wait for him to close, then break down and to the side, under his guns, just keep your speed up and don't bother attacking yet, just thwart his attacks, frustrate him until he fucks up."

>>1390245
>>1390274
this

>>1390245
>> “Attack, it’s your only chance!”

>>1390245
>>1390274
Supporting. Sounds better then anything I can think of.

How much ammo is in these planes?

> Other

“Wait for him to close in, Jockey, then break down and to the side, under his guns and keep your speed!”

The Buffalo keeps pressing forward. The Me-109 dives down, screaming at him with guns blazing. But just in time, the Buffalo dives down and swings around right, avoiding another confrontation. The Beast powers ahead again, aiming to come in from above. “Woo! That was close!” Suddenly, the Beast stops climbing. He starts flying level, before spinning right and beginning a wide turn. “… oh shit, he’s coming after me.”

“I don’t think he’s got the patience for boom and zoom anymore,” says Jack.

“No shit!” Jeep Jockey yells. He pulls left, trying to turn as tightly as he can. The Me-109 finishes turning right around the same time. Jeep Jockey and the Beast are now facing each other, closing in to point blank range. “Come on! I ain’t scared of you, you miserable son of a bitch!” He fires all guns, the Beast fires back in turn. The cannon rounds splash and scratch against the Buffalo’s wing, tearing a hole open on his left wing.

“You got a hole in your left wing, Jeep Jockey!” you shout. Before the two suddenly collide, they spin around, barely missing each other by several yards. Jeep Jockey dives down again, out of sight. You run back into the hangar. “Where’s he gone!?”

“Right below the main deck,” says Jack. The Beast as well has begun another turn, apparently intending to pursue Jeep Jockey. Jeep Jockey begins making another turn, tightly around the stern of the ship. Jack smirks. “Clever guy, he’s using the ship for cover.”

“How?” you ask.

“The Me-109 can’t turn like a Buffalo can,” says Jack. “If Jeep Jockey keeps the Academyship on his flank and his speed up, the Beast can only touch him from above.” The Beast finishes his turn, then starts dropping in. His machine guns and cannon fire down on Jeep Jockey again.

“Son of a bitch!” yells Jock. The Beast dives again then brings himself up level to the waves. He starts another turn.

> “Keep turning, Jeep Jockey, you’ve got him!”
> “Now, get him! He’s exposed!”
> Other

>>1390433
> “Keep turning, Jeep Jockey, you’ve got him!”
Now you want to start burning that speed. Pull him into some tight horizontal turns and keep him there until he's slow, at low speeds the Buffalo's advantage in manoeuvring will only increase.

>>1390433
>> “Keep turning, Jeep Jockey, you’ve got him!”

>>1390433
>> “Keep turning, Jeep Jockey, you’ve got him!”

> “Keep turning, Jeep Jockey, you’ve got him!”

“Keep turning, Jeep Jockey, you’ve got him!”

Jeep Jockey makes another turn around the corner of the ship. The Beast finishes his turn, then powers himself up above the ship itself. You take a look at the map. He’s coming in at an angle. He’s going to come in from above! The Beast rolls himself around, diving in on Jeep Jockey from behind. His machine guns shred through Jeep Jockey’s hull, sparking a small fire in back. He flies in underneath, pulling away to the left.

“Ah! I got him!” yells Jock. He powers full speed ahead, trying to catch the Beast again in a turn fight. “Come on, come on, you son of a bitch!” He fires his .50, spewing tracers past the Beast, until several start plinking against his engine block. Black smoke starts spewing out of the side. “Ha! I hit him!”

“Did you see that!?” yells Rafe. “He hit the Beast!” Everyone crowds around, looking to the screens.

“Heh, bully that!” says Jack. “Finish him off, come on!” Jeep Jockey continues to fire .50s at the Beast, some hits sparking against the hull or passing straight by. The Beast however has another trick up his sleeve. Out of his wing tips come smoke canisters.

“Agh! Damn it! I can’t see!” At wave top level that’s a killer. Smoke spews out of the wing tips, shrouding his position from Jeep Jockey. Jeep Jockey flies straight the cloud then pull himself up. “Ah! Where is he!?” The Beast turns the opposite way again, now coming from behind and below. He fires his machine guns. “Shit!” Jeep Jockey pulls right, trying to go for another turn fight.

Not this time, the Beast angles himself down again, then pulls up and loops around to Jeep Jockey’s rear. “He’s got my number!” yells Jeep Jockey.

“You can do it, Jock! Come on!” You grip the mic tightly. The Beast fires his machine guns again, shredding Jeep Jockey’s left wing.

“Ellie! Ellie! I-“ A cannon shot smashes against the cockpit, dazing Jeep Jockey. “Gah! Augh! Ellie, he’s got me! I can’t-”

> “Bullshit, you can pull through!”
> “You have to do it!”
> “Stop saying can’t! You can!”
> Other

>>1390636
>> “Stop saying can’t! You can!”

>>1390636
>> “Stop saying can’t! You can!”

>>1390636
>> “Stop saying can’t! You can!”

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>>1390636
>“Stop saying can’t! You can!”

You've already done more than anyone else. You hit The Beast. FINISH THE JOB! YOU ARE AHEAD! THE BEAST NOW KNOWS FEAR!

>>1390636
> “Stop saying can’t! You can!”
Fear is the mind killer etc.

> “Stop saying can’t! You can!”

“Stop saying you can’t, Jeep Jockey! You can! I believe you can! Everyone believes you can!” The Beast flies past Jeep Jockey again, speeding straight ahead before pulling up and looping around in an Immelman turn. “Finish it!”

“… son of a bitch, I can’t believe I’m fucking doing this! COME ON, YOU WHORE! AAAHHH!” Jeep Jockey speeds straight at the Beast, guns blazing. The Beast fires back. An old fashioned aerial joust. Their tracers scream and burn against each other. Their engine blocks spark and burn at the incoming fire. A cannon round explodes off of Jeep Jockey’s cockpit glass. More fifties shred and cut at the Beast’s hull before a spark starts burning off the engine. But in return, Jeep Jockey’s plane is now full of holes. His engine dies.

“Jock’s engine is dead!” yells Jack. The Beast and Jeep Jockey continue running at each other though.

“AAAHHHH!” Jeep Jockey screams, pulling his plane right at the Beast. The Beast doesn’t turn away in time.

They smash their planes together. Cameras inside of JJ’s plane cut out. Both dots go out. Eliminated.

…

“He killed the Beast,” says Tony. The crowd of boys starts erupting in cheers, hugging each other and jumping for joy. The Beast, or at least his mysticism, was dead.

-

-

The two plane wreckages were fished out of the ocean, and with them, their pilots. The Beast though was nowhere to be seen. Jeep Jockey however… “Oh my God!” You gasp, seeing him. He had his head wrapped with gauze, with some blood dripping down his cheek.

Regina escorts him forward. “Cut on the forehead. Don’t worry, there’s no concussion.” Thank God.

“H-… did I win?” asks Jeep Jockey. Everyone crowds around him in awe. “Did I win? What happened?”

“It’s a tie,” says Coach Wright. Everyone looks to him. He places his hands on his hips, looking sternly to Jeep Jockey. “Which means we have no deal.” Jeep Jockey steps back. Tony and Jimmy hold his arms, glaring at Coach Wright. “The deal was that you win against the Beast. I have no room on this team for kamikazes.”

[1/2]

>>1390926
[2/2]

“Now hold on a second,” says Jack. “Nobody’s ever put a fucking hole in the Beast. He didn’t just put holes in him, he managed to bring him to ground, now you want to argue semantics!?”

Coach Wright shakes his head. “I’m the head of this team, Jack. And I say this Jeep Jockey stays a Jeep Jockey.” Jeep Jockey stares ahead at Coach Wright. “Sorry. But those are my rules, son. You can take it or you can leave it.”

“Then I’ll leave it,” says Jack. Coach Wright looks at Jack, surprised. “If he doesn’t fly, I won’t either.”

“Son, don’t do that,” says Coach Wright. “You-“

“If JJ doesn’t fly, neither do I!” says Tony.

“Me either!” yells Jimmy. More and more pilots start speaking up, stepping in front of Jeep Jockey, glaring at Coach Wright. “It’s all of us or none of us!”

You walk up to Jeep Jockey as this happens. “Jock, are you okay?”

Jock blinks, looking to you, then at his team coming to stand up for him. “… the hell’s happening?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1390932
> Polite

Loyalty. And a real victory.

>>1390932
>> Polite
"Friendship. Ain't its a magic?"

>>1390932
> Polite
Are you familiar with the film Spartacus...? Or is this Rudy?

>>1390932
> Boast
"Something you earned."

>>1390962
Is that the one with the gay bath scene?

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>>1390932
>> Polite

>>1390962
>>1390977
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eeNsPE5XUXA

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> Polite

“Your team, coming to help a teammate,” you explain. He looks out, confused, almost taken aback by what’s happening. In just a few minutes, the entire KDH Skycraft team has come out to say one thing: they will not fly without their teammate. Jack glares at Coach Wright.

“I’m your Captain, Coach Wright,” says Jack. “And the Captain says nobody flies until our guy can.”

Coach Wright stares down Jack. “Now listen, there are plenty more guys who’d love to take your place on the mainland. Do not just-“

“Achtung!” You all look over to see the two German pilots. They stand straight. “Our flight leader would like to say a word.” Everyone steps back as the German pilots step to the side. The Beast, his face still covered by helmet, goggle, and mask. He pulls off his helmet, brushing his surprisingly long brown hair back.

“He’s got some pretty long hair,” says Rafe.

He pulls his goggles off and mask off. “Some pretty eyes too,” says Jimmy.

Then finally… -she- unzips her jacket. “… those are some big knockers,” says Tony. Jack nudges him to shut him up.

The Beast quirks her brow, stepping up to everyone. “So. This is the Kill Devil Hills Skycraft team,” she says with a thick German accent. “I see you have internal issues. Shame.” She looks around. “Who is the one that shot me down?” Everyone looks over to Jeep Jockey, who meekly raises his hand. She steps up to him, towering over him. “Where did you learn to fly like this?”

“Um.” He shrugs. “Nowhere. I had a lot of help from my friends here.” He pats your shoulder, clearly acknowledging you.

She smiles a little. “You are a natural then. You probably would not have need to resort to such barbaric methods of shooting me down, if you had a better airplane.” She looks at you for a second, then at Jeep Jockey. Her eyes widen a little, before settling back into a very warm look. “Will you be participating in this year’s tournament?”

“Um.” He looks at Coach Wright. “Well, I’d love to.” Coach Wright grits his teeth.
[1/2]

>>1391153
[2/2]


“I hope so, I would love another shot at you,” says the Beast. She holds out her hand. “My name is Maxine by the way. You?”

“Um.” Jeep Jockey shakes her hand. “Everyone calls me Jock.” He says that with a light smile on his face. The two shake hands politely, happily even.

“Jock. Good name.” She turns around. “See you around then, Jock. Next time we meet, I expect a fight like this one.” A helicopter comes by to pick up the Beast. And with that, the German pilots take their bows, leaving.

Jack smirks. “What’s it going to look like, Coach Wright? You tell her that you wouldn’t let Jeep Jockey fly?” Coach Wright rubs his forehead, sighing deeply.

Finally, he turns around, leaving. “Jock. You start practice when we get back to the mainland.” The team erupts into cheers. The Tankery team hollers and whoops with them. Griselda and Jack hug each other, clearly happy with Jeep Jockey’s victory. He’s won. You look to him, smiling. He looks positively dazed, as if still processing it.

Then he looks down at you. He grabs your hips. Wh- what!? Wait, wait! No, not in public! Not like this, please!

He lifts you up, tears in his eyes. “WE DID IT!” he cries out, grinning. “AHAHA! WE DID IT!”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1391153
In retrospect, this should have been expected.

>>1391165

> Neutral

Yes, yes, put me down, put me down.

>>1391165
>Boast

>>1391165
> Kiss him

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>>1391165
You know what, yeah, this >>1391201

Kiss that boy!

>>1391165
> Boast
Is it time for Ellie to do something unexpected for even herself like >>1391201 suggests? It might just be!

>>1391177
Its kind of an unspoiler for me. I expected the reversal. Still hilarious though when you consider the mythical status she has.

>>1391165
> Neutral

>>1391201
>>1391217
>>1391220
Absolutely disgusting, the lot of you.

>>1391153
> Boast

Kiss him already! He fecking deserves it!

>>1391201
Nuuuuu

>>1391165
>> Boast

So we did wasted a day off?

> Other

He puts you down, laughing happily, grinning. Oh God. This is it. You have to kiss him.

…

Alright. Well, he deserves it. He has a team behind him now. He’s earned the respect of his peers! He’s earn the respect of a very skilled opponent. Right, okay, just a quick peck. No need to do anything romantic. It’s just- it’s really nothing! Don’t make him linger on it or anything. You glance around, everyone’s too distracted. Okay. Steel yourself. Just kiss him. Don’t embarrass him yourself.

“Ellie?” You blink. Huh? “What’s wrong?”

“Wh- what?” you ask.

“You’ve gone red, like… really red,” he says. FUCK. He places a hand on your forehead. “Are you sick or something?”

FUCK IT. You grab his collar, then quickly press your lips against his. You quickly push him away, looking away. Okay, done. No more. No more of that. He stands there, confused out of his mind. Heart, stop it, you’re going to explode! Ooohhh! That was so embarrassing! You step away, placing your hands against your cheeks. Jack hugs him from behind, laughing as he’s taken away to be carried off by the other pilots. The other girls don’t seem to have noticed what happened, and thank God.

> SUBQUEST COMPLETE <
> KNIGHTS OF THE SKY <
> Jeep Jockey has earned his wings, and with it the respect of his peers and a place on the KDH Skycraft team. <
> + 30 CP
> Jeep Jockey will forever be grateful for you helping him, as will the rest of the KDH Skycraft team. Anything you ask of them, they will do their best to make it happen. <

-

-

As dinner time started to come on, the NATO tank commanders arrive at the airfield. Your face is still red from what happened. But thankfully nobody saw what happened. Jeez, what you need now is certainly everyone teasing you from kissing a boy. You only did it to give him a real sense of accomplishment. He would’ve done the same for you in your position. Not that you want him to. Eugh. It wasn’t like you enjoyed it or anything. Obviously not! Definitely not!

“We saw the fight,” says Dix. “Man, that was a good time! I’m almost jealous I’m not participating in that sport!”

Maria da Silva smiles. “An underdog facing off against a beast, worthy of immortality!”

“I painted it,” says Salome simply.

Griselda smiles. “I’m guessing it’s time then?”

“Yep, Commander’s voting,” says Meryl. You and all the tank commanders come on over. “Here are the rules to the newcomers. Everyone gets to vote for one tank commander who should be let into the All-Star game tomorrow. There will be no votes for people though in the same academy as you. Simple enough.” Everyone pulls out their phones, pulling up the app for voting in the All-Star Game. You do the same for your own phone as well.

“Right, let’s start voting!” yells Dix.

> WHICH COMMANDER IS YOUR VOTE FOR THE ALL-STAR GAME? <
> NOTE: YOU CANNOT SELECT A COMMANDER FROM LAFAYETTE GIRLS ACADEMY <

> WRITE-IN

>>1391490
Meryl Hoffmeister.. Because holy shit Meryl.

>>1391490
Well, there goes my Griselda vote...

>Kim-Ly Nyugen

>>1391485
The 30 CP and the KDH help is good. Maybe they can help find us another tank!

>>1391504
Would have been my second choice. But Kim-Ly seems like a version of us in the east.

>>1391490
The Hoff.

Hoffmeister

>>1391510
Yeah but we could have done that AFTER work. What was the point of skipping work?

> Meryl Hoffmeister (CAMP GAGETOWN)

Everyone remains hush hush as they do their voting. For you, you select Meryl Hoffmeister. It is her last year in High School tankery after all, and she is having quite possibly the best year of any tanker this year. Not even Kursk and Oryola Kuznetsov could keep up with it. Kim-Ly Nguyen was your second choice, but you figure she’ll get in as well. There are thirty players to each team after all, there are bound to be repeats.

June Bug asks, “So do all schools participate?”

“Only the ones that have a rep voted in, multiple reps can be voted in,” says Dix. “But it’s possible for a school to be left out because they have no All-Star caliber players.”

“Oh,” says June Bug. “Well, count me out then.”

“Oh, relax, June,” says Meryl. “Come on, I’ll buy everyone dinner, alright? We can watch the results together.”

“Not gonna be poutine is it?” says Dix. “I’m sick of that Canadian stuff.”

> Head out to dinner with the tankers.
> See how Jeep Jockey is handling things.
> Head back to the hangar and rest for a bit.
> Other

>>1391601
Eh, I know we all expected to get a bit more in. But I can live with it. Besides, more background on LGA 2's biggest rival is fine by me. I just figured it could be a leisure day with ASG coming up and Jock's battle. I am okay with missing out on the +5 today. Ellie won't have much time for breaks coming up.

Anyways, I reckon its time to pick which of our two crew to progress their side quest with next. I think Ingrid is a solid shout.

>>1391696
> Head out to dinner with the tankers.
As if their was another choice!

>>1391696
Meet baker girl side quest. We keep forgetting her

>>1391711
There is always another choice. And what did we learn from them? That they pay really well? We knew that.

>>1391711
my issue was that we didn't learn anything new. I mean what did we know?

>>1391696
>Head out to dinner with the tankers.

>>1391696
> Head out to dinner with the tankers.

>>1391711
>buying happiness.

>>1391728
>>1391757
I dunno, I guess I just find it fascinating to know the people behind the big evil rival.

I mean. Freya is considerably different in personality to the Swedish Woman who's name escapes me, as well as the other import we met during the special Pool event. They were much less rigid than Mei.

I dunno, I am sure it appears tenuous to many. But I find shit like this worth it alone.

>>1391788
Of all the quests. You suggest the money one after getting a big gov cheque.

I'd rather we help our crew a bit more.

>>1391838
>>1391838
I voted for it because the other anon voted for it and I wanted to do something more to make up for the day off.

>>1391838
>I mean. Freya is considerably different in personality to the Swedish Woman who's name escapes me, as well as the other import we met during the special Pool event. They were much less rigid than Mei.

But we knew the methdo of Mei's plan bribe the members with money. This was no big evil, it was a person say she gave me a lot of money so i took it.

Selfish but not evil. Mei just a bit of a cunt in when and how she did it and we knew this.

Also the reason i'm annoyed in the first place is that we have limited amount of days off.

>>1391838
So instead of getting extra cp or getting Griselda's crew back together. You prefer flavor text?

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GS' darkest secret

>>1391955
That depraved, handholding degenerate!

>>1391955
I miss that quest.

>>1391973
which one was that?

>>1391978
The lewd one he ran on Akun for a while until it imploded into revving pleasure core memes.

>>1391838
Not to mention it sound like, 'We know how Mei operates but its nice to see someone who is much nicer then Mei, tell us exactly what we knew before.'

>>1391953
Hardly, I will vote for those things very soon. For me today was about all-star and Jockey. It just the way I voted this time.

Trust me, we'll be back to our workaholic self.

>>1392032
Fair enough, different strokes. I can understand the frustration at a percieved loss of vacation day. I just don't think it was a waste.

Personal opinions and all that.

>>1391997
im interested can you link it here? or the title would be fine..

> Head out to dinner with the tankers.

-

-

Dinner was at that seafood place Caldwell took you too, and boy did you take advantage of that. All of the LGA Tank Commanders and the NATO Western League commanders were assembled here. For tomorrow was the All-Star game against the Eastern League. “Almost certainly Oryola will get in,” says Carolina. “That commie pigpen always gets in.”

“I think it’s her last year though,” says Meryl.

“Question is how many All-Stars are gonna be ZES,” says Dix. She says this with a very healthy amount of venom to it. Actually, now that you see it though, all of the commanders from the EL, Mei, Rosehip and Orange Pekoe, and Freya, are gone. Probably assembled at their own place to eat or something.

Maria huffs. “Why is the All-Star game so important anyway? It’s only a popularity contest!”

“It’s a popularity contest set out for fans who want to see the best tankers in the world,” says Carolina. “Surely you’d understand that!”

Salome shrugs. “You can always just record matches on TV.”

“Way I see it,” says Perrine. “The All-Star game is for the fans, like Carolina says too. You get to meet your favorite tanker in person too! Plus, it’s a preview for the postseason! Oooh, I can’t wait! 30 vs 30, that’ll be splendid chaos!”

“Shhh!” Dix points to the TV screen. “It’s on!”

The Commissioner of the NATO League, Commissioner Dottie Durocher, is on screen now. “In my hands now are the rosters for the NATO All-Star Game set for tomorrow. The votes have been tallied up, and tomorrow they will represent their respective league in this showcase match. There is nothing except for pride riding on this match. So, let’s begin.”

> WESTERN LEAGUE ROSTER

> GRISELDA POOL (LGA)
> MERYL HOFFMEISTER (CG)
> DIX HAUSER (RHA)
> MARIA DA SILVA (CMDR)
> IRIS BLACKBOURNE (LGA)
> MACKENZIE KING (SGH)
> CAROLINA GREENE (GWA)
> SALOME DEL RIO (HGS)
> PERRINE HOBART (JWC)
> JUNE WEATHERS (GCS)
> YMIRA PILLA (CMDR)
> SABINA LOBO (CMDR)
> STEPHANIE BRIGGS (JWC)
> FRIAR BENSON (RHA)
> HILDA BLASKOWITZ (GWA)
> BRUNHILDE KOWALSKI (GWA)
> SHORTY MCCORD (RHA)
> JOJO JOHNSTON (RHA)
> HARRIET STRATTON (JWC)
> CASEY GREY (HGS)
> EDNA SCHOFIELD (JWC)
> FAITH WHITEHEAD (SGH)
> JENNY WILKINS (SGH)
> JASMINE MAHMOOD (SGH)
> LEGS SMITH (RHA)
> BLAST HARDING (RHA)
> JENNA HALIFAX (CG)
> LIDYA CADMUS (SGH)
> LUCY ARCHER (SGH)

> COMMISSIONER’S PICK – WL ROOKIE OF THE YEAR: ELODIE R. ZUMWALT FOR DEMONSTRATING APTITUDE AND ATTITUDE BEFITTING THAT OF THE NEXT GENERATION OF TANKERS.

Everyone applauds themselves politely. But when they see you have made the Commissioner’s Pick, things are quite hectic. “Congrats, Ellie!” says Griselda.

“Yeah!” says Dix. “Nice one!”

“Can’t wait to see you with us!” says Meryl.

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1392060
https://anonkun.com/stories/androids-magic-mercenaries-sex-and-other-nonsense/orPRx8YQA8j7hSaxb

>>1392059
But that had nothing to do with the vacation day. That ultimately came after. It could have very well been a workday and we would have done the exact same thing but perhaps get cp and maybe learn about our crew to join Griselda
>>1392065
Polite

Are we going to get anything else done or did we waste a vacation day?

>>1392065
>Polite
>Panic internally

>>1392065
> Polite

>>1392065
>> Polite

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>>1392065
This. All of this >>1392092

>>1392065
>Polite
>Try to hold back some shock/tears
>go catatonic

Also, good job June, you made it!

>>1392092
>>1392108
>>1392121
To be fair, we've know we'd get in for a few days now.

>>1392144
We the players. And everyone SAID Ellie would. I choose to believe Ellie is the only possible person to be shocked.

>>1392169
Alice flat out said we'd be in the match.

>>1392065
>Lose all semblance of grace:
>IN YOUR FACE, IN YOUR FACE, IN YOUR FAAAACE
>HA HA HA HA HA HA, ALL YOU CAN SUCK ON THESE *hoist the cannons aggressively*
>I WON, I WON, FUCKERSSS! FUCK, YES!

>>1392187
>ALL YOU CAN SUCK ON THESE *hoist the cannons aggressively*
>Implying there wouldn't be several immediate takers

> Polite


“Oh, gee. I’m, I’m honored.” You blink, looking around at all of the happy faces. You’re honestly a little disappointed there aren’t more faces from LGA, but you don’t mind. “Really, I am. Um…” You twiddle your fingers.

“Aw, someone’s embarrassed,” says Mackenzie.

“Her face has gone red as a sunset,” says Salome.

“Please, guys. I- I just…” You sigh. “I’m not used to this kind of attention, okay?” Ugh, kissing Jeep Jockey first, now this? Just great.

Commissioner Durocher continues over the TV. “I will now announce the roster for the EL team.”

> EASTERN LEAGUE ROSTER <

> ORYOLA KUZNETSOV (KGB)
> ORANGE PEKOE (SGC)
> ROSEHIP (SGC)
> KIM-LY NGUYEN (KGB)
> MEI XIANG (ZES)
> FREYA T. WARD (ZES)
> JULIA BRUNET (ZES)
> EMILA LISCUM (ZES)
> SASAKI OMURA (KGC)
> ERI BARKMANN (ZES)
> CHARLOTTE TUFFIN (ZES)
> RUKURIRI (SGC)
> GWYNEDD ARCHER (WNA)
> TESSA VERMILLION (SHS)
> LUDMILLA BEZRODNY (KGB)
> JOSIE STILWELL (ZES)
> ELEANOR D’AQUITAINE (JWA)
> ALESIA ABANDONATO (JWA)
> ANGELIQUE DUCHEMIN (JWA)
> AOI SAKAMOTO (KGC)
> JENNIFER CLARKSON (WNA)
> MERIDIA SURENA (ZES)
> KATRINA ARTYOMOV (KGB)
> KAGAMI OTSUKA (KGC)
> HENRIETTA CHAMPAGNE (JWA)
> GABRIELLE DE NABLUS (JWA)
> URSULA BARKER (KGB)
> CONSTANCE BERGER (KGB)
> OLIVIA CROMWELL (WNA)

> EL COMMISSIONER’S PICK: ROZALIYA ULANOVA

An impressive roster. Mostly because it features a lot of ZES students and KGB students as well. You don’t even see anybody from Santiago or Kasserine. That’s a shame for those two schools. “Welp, tomorrow we face off against them!” says Dix. “Should be a rip snorting good time!”

You take a deep breath. All the commanders start boasting about who’ll get the higher killcount or who’ll make the most impressive move. You however are worried, worried sick. Mostly because you see a pair of names in that roster you are very concerned about.

> ORYOLA KUZNETSOV
> MEI XIANG

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>>1392399
That's it for tonight. We'll be back tomorrow with the All-Star game and the start of FleetFest on LGA. Sorry for the slowness though, will try and speed it up tomorrow.

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See you next time.

>>1392405
Great thread GS. I look forward to the battle. Hope we show well enough.

>>1392405
Thanks for running boss, catch you tomorrow.

>>1392405
Thanks for the fun, boss.

>>1392405
Thanks for running GS!
>>1391153
Is this competition for Ellie as well for the JJBowl?

>>1392993
What JJBowl, she can have him.

>>1392993
threesome.