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A Nation's Symbol (Kantai Collection Quest)

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[X] Pancakes, bacon, sausage, eggs, and a great big cup of Navy Coffee.

If we're not drinking a crime against humanity we're not drinking the right stuff.
 
now that we still have an excuse to get away with it...


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[X] Pancakes, bacon, sausage, eggs, and a great big cup of Navy Coffee.
 
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[x] Whatever takes your fancy, it all looks delicious
No. of votes: 1
still_guns

[X] Bacon, eggs, and toast, and sausages, and coffee, and ...
No. of votes: 6
Starfield, UbeOne, landcollector, Happerry, inquisition, Cmmdfugal

[X] Pancake
No. of votes: 1
Firekicker1

[X] Buffet Line. Obtain what is desired and as much as is desired!
No. of votes: 7
Old Iron, MadGreenSon, obssesednuker, Exterminatus, Leafninja91, wildredlifer, Lord K

[X]One of everything! Or maybe two. Three? Well, it's just so good. And your fuel bunkers are empty!
No. of votes: 1
armorfiend

[X] What food? Yes. What- Yes. Just get the food.
No. of votes: 2
Interested Party, Aires Drake

[X] Buffet line
No. of votes: 1
MissingJimbo

[x] Chcolate pancakes
No. of votes: 1
ShiggySS322

[X] Full American Breakfast.
No. of votes: 1
Akritedes

[X] Just carry off the entire serving line. You're FAMISHED.
No. of votes: 1
rdfox

[X] Pancakes, bacon, sausage, eggs, and a great big cup of Navy Coffee.
No. of votes: 4
bdun140, MaHaL, Omegastar, MrLZRS

[X] I hear good things about this stuff called bacon... Also, what is this breakfast sandwich?
No. of votes: 1
U.N.Spacy000

EDIT: And now, to get the update in under the maintenance wire!
 
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    • [X] Buffet Line. Obtain what is desired and as much as is desired!

    Your head almost spun, as Edsall told you to take whatever you wanted. There were so many options! Granted, you didn't exactly have much in the way of experience with food. Leave alone food that wasn't served aboard your hull. But the overabundance of food had you wondering just what to pick. This wasn't the late-night excursion of your first time in this room. This was a proper meal time, with all that implied. Luckily for you, Edsall- her own plate towered with bacon and pancakes -noted your expression. The old destroyer giggled softly, freeing a hand enough to tap you on the shoulder.

    "There is a buffet line. I'm sure you can find something good there, I know I have."

    The destroyer continued to giggle, as she went to claim a table. For your part, your brown eyes followed her before shifting to the 'buffet line'.

    I...have no idea what to get.

    Edsall had not been lying however. The 'line' was stuffed with various breakfast items. Waffles here, fruit there, bacon there and everything in-between. You weren't sure how to pick something in specific, at this point.

    Of course, at that point, your stomach chose that moment to rumble again. Flushing at that, you decided the better option was just to give in. If your appetite for food were anything like your appetite for fuel oil, once upon a time, then you would need a lot. In that regard, it was probably best to just sample everything until you found something you liked. Simple, right?

    Nodding at that thought, you grabbed a plate and began loading it down.

    This. This. And this. Hmm.

    Only for 'a plate' to quickly become four plates, stacked to the tipping point. It was only when you were sitting next to Edsall, with a cup of Navy Coffee by your side, that you realized how much you had gotten. The destroyer was looking at you with wide violet eyes, those eyes twitching between you and the food. You flushed again, only for her to giggle again. Edsall held a hand to her mouth, as she shook in clear merriment.

    "Oh Arizona. I guess you do have a battleship's appetite."

    Flush deepening, you elected to ignore that and focus instead on eating your food. And that food was quite good for Navy chow. The Coffee was about what one could expect, but the food? That was far superior to what your limited knowledge indicated your crew ever had. It made you feel slightly guilty for them, but that feeling didn't last very long. It was hard for any feeling but absolute bliss to last, as you dug into the food, after all.

    Within fifteen minutes, you had cleared all your plates. Leaning back slightly, you enjoyed the strange-but-nice feeling of having a full stomach. Edsall had finished before you, and seemed more amused than anything. You couldn't blame her. If the situation were reversed, well, you would probably feel the same way.

    "Well, now that we're done eating." Even so, the little blonde was quick to get back into professional mode. "Where do you want to go next? We could see the Admiral, if you want. He did tell me you would likely have more questions."

    That was an understatement. You had enough questions to last the day.

    "Or we could go see Langley and the others train. I think she would like to see you again, and you may learn something even if you can't get in the water yet. Admiral's orders."

    And part of you did want to see the carrier. She seemed to know about your sister, and part of you...really wanted to know how Pennsylvania had been, since she returned.

    [] Go to the Admiral.

    [] Go to Langley.
     
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    • [X] Go to the Admiral.

    Acquire tactical information and figure out how to get in contact with big sis Pensy. Maybe he'll let us use his computer to skype her or something.
     
    something occurs to me.... I think we may have just eaten Edsall's weight in food. Or possibly more. Edsall displaced 1,190 tons. At standard load, Arizona displaced 29,158 tons, and at a heavy load (more fuel and ammo and food aboard, one assumes) she displaced 31,917 tons. That's a variance of 2,759 tons right there, and somehow I doubt a 'standard' load was less than 50% capacity. If a standard load was, say, two thirds? Then Arizona presumably had the capacity to carry somewhere around 9,000 tons of fungibles (fuel, ammo, food, spares, etc.).

    With a full stomach, we're at least at the standard load, I'd think. So depending how empty we are, that's like... the equivalent of 6000 very tiny tons, or about five times Edsall's own weight ;)
     
    armorfiend said:
    something occurs to me.... I think we may have just eaten Edsall's weight in food. Or possibly more. Edsall displaced 1,190 tons. At standard load, Arizona displaced 29,158 tons, and at a heavy load (more fuel and ammo and food aboard, one assumes) she displaced 31,917 tons. That's a variance of 2,759 tons right there, and somehow I doubt a 'standard' load was less than 50% capacity. If a standard load was, say, two thirds? Then Arizona presumably had the capacity to carry somewhere around 9,000 tons of fungibles (fuel, ammo, food, spares, etc.).

    With a full stomach, we're at least at the standard load, I'd think. So depending how empty we are, that's like... the equivalent of 6000 very tiny tons, or about five times Edsall's own weight ;)
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    Per Norman Friedman's seminal U.S. Battleships: An Illustrated Design History, the Pennsylvania-class BBs had a normal load of 1434.9 tons of ammunition and 1472.3 tons of fuel oil, with an official full load of fuel oil being 2220.2 tons. Maximum tank capacity was 5724.7 tons of fuel oil. Optimum battle condition was for her to be carrying 2198.1 tons of fuel oil as she entered battle. Since our stomach is full, I feel safe in assuming we didn't stop at "normal" load, so, assuming our magazines were full when we manifested, we just took on somewhere between 2200 tons and 5700 tons of fuel.

    Oh, and a tip: ignore "standard" displacement. It's an entirely artificial figure that was created solely for purposes of the Washington Naval Treaty, defined as being the weight of the ship fully ready for battle, but without fuel or reserve feed water. And it could be cheated massively by the lawyers; for example, the South Dakota class relied on "paper" weight savings (i.e., simply not counting part of the supplies that were provided for as being part of the standard load, and discounting equipment like the ship's boats and other things that "would be stripped off in wartime to prepare the ship for combat operations") to reduce its standard displacement by 900 tons to fit in under the Treaty limit, with no actual changes in the metal. Arizona had a light-ship (i.e., just the ship itself without any loads) weight of 30,897 tons, with a normal displacement of 34,823 tons and a full-load displacement of 35,929 tons. (Fill the tanks to maximum capacity, and you ended up at 39,824 tons, but were running four feet deeper than normal and had dangerously little of the armor belt above the waterline.)

    These numbers taken from Pennsylvania on 10 June 1931, so after the 1928 reconstruction upgraded her, but before the wartime refit. As near as I can tell, beyond the normal random over- and underweights of construction, the only difference between Pennsylvania and Arizona after reconstruction is that Arizona's low-pressure direct-drive turbines were not replaced, while Pennsylvania's were replaced with geared ones, and thus Pennsylvania had 15 tons more deadweight than Arizona.
     
    U.N.Spacy000 said:
    [X] Go to the Admiral.

    Acquire tactical information and figure out how to get in contact with big sis Pensy. Maybe he'll let us use his computer to skype her or something.
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    [X] Go to the Admiral.

    I like this option, making sure our CO knows we're not running on empty sounds like a good idea.
     
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