Speaking of fan art...
Hoel: Lewd Selfies!!!!


It's not the same if you don't rip the sleeves off yourself! (The taffies' uniforms aren't neatly sleaveless either, they're still ragged where they tore the fabric.) It's kinda like bubble wrap. Yeah, you don't
Speaking of taffies...
Hoel: Lewd Selfies!!!! WOOO!!!


It's not the same if you don't rip the sleeves off yourself! (The taffies' uniforms aren't neatly sleaveless either, they're still ragged where they tore the fabric.) It's kinda like bubble wrap. Yeah, you don't
Speaking of taffies...
Hoel: Lewd Selfies!!!! WOOO!!!
Uhhhh, did you mean to repost everything within several times?
 
Speaking of fan art...
Hoel: Lewd Selfies!!!!


It's not the same if you don't rip the sleeves off yourself! (The taffies' uniforms aren't neatly sleaveless either, they're still ragged where they tore the fabric.) It's kinda like bubble wrap. Yeah, you don't
Speaking of taffies...
Hoel: Lewd Selfies!!!! WOOO!!!


It's not the same if you don't rip the sleeves off yourself! (The taffies' uniforms aren't neatly sleaveless either, they're still ragged where they tore the fabric.) It's kinda like bubble wrap. Yeah, you don't
Speaking of taffies...
Hoel: Lewd Selfies!!!! WOOO!!!
How the hell did you manage that?
 
Well, someones done some fanart of that one:


No, I don't know why she has those rifles and pistols. As a battleship-class momboat, though, she's a perfect candidate.
Hm, she looks a bit soft. In my eyes Dreadnought is the cranky one. She's far more rude and louder, as she has to reign in a lot of rowdy daughters. She does look after her daughters, but she's very much a believer in tough love.

Smiling isn't something she does often, a cold smirk is far more likely, after all, her launching ignited the Anglo-German Naval Arms Race and she's all too aware where that lead.
 
Hm, she looks a bit soft. In my eyes Dreadnought is the cranky one. She's far more rude and louder, as she has to reign in a lot of rowdy daughters. She does look after her daughters, but she's very much a believer in tough love.

So the "strict British matron" archetype then?
 
Nowdays the mom ships are all the MSC boats, friendly shipments of tobacco and fuel, needed for conventional ships, that rely on "fuel" and "diesel generators".
 
part 32e: The one where White acts all adorable.
Part 32e​

Escort Carrier White Plains smiled into the midday sun as she stood at the end of the practice pier. Except she didn't so much 'smile' as she 'grinned like an idiot'. Nor did she 'stand' as such. The escort carrier's action could be better described as 'vibrated in place like a hummingbird who'd just drank a Jersey-sized helping of Navy Coffee.' She was absolutely over the moon—a metaphor she'd recently found out to be less fantastical than she'd thought.

She was Helping! Her, a little jeep carrier! It was like Christmas in… well, in December. But… in the "now" part of December. Not the "then" part where it usually happened… Whatever, too complicated, she was being Helpful! The little carrier knew she couldn't possibly get any happier!

And then she turned around.

A very short, noticeably older Japanese Carrier sat smiling at the other end of the pier. Her scarlet… shirt-thingy was perfectly folded, and her hands rested just so on the pleats of her skirt. She was so elegant, so kind… And with an island like that, there was only one carrier she could be!

"H-houshou?" stammered White. She wasn't just helping. She was helping the mother of carriers! She couldn't be happier if she was teaching Enterprise herself! Well… okay, maybe Enterprise. But… but E was a super-carrier!

The Japanese carrier smiled, bowing from the waist in a gesture that somehow felt more warm and kind than formal and stilted. "It's a pleasure to meet you, White-sensei."

"Wha-wha…" White almost let her wagon roll off the end of the pier as she stammered in surprise. Fubuki'd given her a crash course on what some of the Japanese… ending thingies meant. To be called "sensei"? By Houshou! This was just… the BEST!

"Why am I here?" said the light carrier, offering a sweet smile as she gracefully caught the handle of White's wagon before it rolled to far.

White nodded.

"I'm afraid our light carriers are very precious to us," said Houshou. She brushed a loose strand of her raven-black hair out of her eyes. "Most are out on patrol at the moment."

"Oh," White gave a sad nod. She'd kinda hoped she'd have more of a class to teach…

"Don't worry, little one," Houshou smiled, ruffling the escort carrier's with a sweet smile. "I'll ensure to pass on all of your knowledge."

Before White could answer, another carrier came bounding down the pier. "Heya, White!" Ryuujou beamed as she half-ran half-skipped down pier. Her scroll fluttered out behind her as she skidded to a stop.

"Oh.. Houshou-sama." The cheerful light carrier instantly stiffened ramrod straight. She bowed until the brim of her fancy metal hat almost touched Houshou's head. "I apologize for my intrusion."

Houshou smiled in return. "You needn't. I was merely chatting with White-sensei."

Ryuujou gasped. Her jaw hung open for a full five seconds before she realized where she was and abruptly shut it once more. "White… sensei?"

White couldn't smile wider if she tried. "I'm a sensei!" she said, her chest puffing in pride.

Ryuujou's smile suddenly went tense, but White was too happy to really notice. That was two carriers already! This day was getting off to an awesome start!

"I am here," said fleet carrier Kaga. The much bigger girl's face was an unreadable mask of stoic… stoicness as she walked over to join the group of smaller carriers. "White-sensei, Houshou-sama," she said, politely bowing to each carrier in turn, "Ryuujou-chan."

Houshou returned the bow with an equally polite one of her own. Ryuujou's bow wasn't nearly as polite.

White waved so hard she was sure her fingers started to blur together, "HIIIII KAGA!" she said with a giggle. She might love Jersey like the battleship was her own mother, but Jersey's abs just weren't as snugly as Kaga's warmth. The Japanese fleet carrier was like an electric blanket you could cuddle!

Kaga twitched, her eyes blinking like signal lights for a split second before she regained her regal composure.

"Okay," White spun around to face the water once more. "For this lesson, Sammy's gonna play the part of a friendly surface escort-"

The Destroyer Escort waved from her section of the bay.

"-and I-168's playing the role of a baddie submarine."

"Hmm?" the submarine glanced up from the magic rectangle she was fiddling with. "My name's I-mu-ya, ya know?"

"Right, Imuya," said White, scuffing her shoe against the pier as she corrected herself. She hated getting peoples names wrong! It was even worse than when Midway changed her name to Saint Lo. "sorry!"

Imuya waved it off with an easygoing smile.

"Alright, so…" White turned back to face her class. "Everyone get a few strike aircraft up, please!"

Ryuujou started doing that… magic scroll thing she did while Houshou and Kaga drew their arrows with ritualistic calm.

While her students prepped, White rustled around in her wagon for an Avenger. The torpedo bomber was a chunky airplane to begin with, and with its bays full of practice depth-charges, it was an even heavier piece of iron.

White grunted as she hefted the plane in her hand, making sure she was holding it in juuuust the right place—Thumb and index finger right behind the wing root. She drew her arm back, holding the Avenger right next to her ear as the teeny-tiny Wright R-2600 hummed to life.

Once she was happy the plane's buzzing little engine was running at max RPMs, she chucked it into the air with as much force as she could manage. The follow though sent her spinning around on her heel, and she shot a giddy smile to her class as she spun past them.

"Weeeeee," she giggled, coming to a stop with more or less the same facing as she'd started out with. Behind her, she heard the bouncy sound of bamboo hitting the pier surface.

"Kaga-san," said the instantly-recognizable accent of Ryuujou stifling a giggle, "You dropped your arrow."

"I'm aware," said Kaga. White didn't think it was possible to fume stoically, but the cuddly fleet carrier somehow managed to pull it off. Maybe she wasn't quite as cuddly as she seemed…

"Okay," White spun around to face her class, her skirt flaring with girlish energy as she spun a few degrees too far, then slowly corrected herself. "I'mma teach you how to do Anti-Submarine Warfare. But first…" White held up a hand for dramatic effect, "what's the goal of ASW?"

Ryuujou beamed, "To kill the enemy submarine!"

White shook her head, instantly deflating the already under-inflated light carrier. "Uh-uh. Your job is to keep the sub from doing what it wants to."

"By… killing it," Ryuujou mumbled.

White shrugged, "Killing it, or just forcing it to stay on the bottom. You just have to be patient."

Houshou nodded. Her hands were resting on her lap, but White knew the old carrier was taking detailed notes—or at least one of her faeries was. She had that look.

"During the war," said White, her hands planted firmly in her pockets as she paced up and down the pier. It might've looked a tiny bit intimidating if she wasn't four feet tall. And barely keeping herself from skipping. "You guys almost sunk a lot of our boats."

Kaga somehow managed to smirk triumphantly without moving a single muscle.

"Key word being almost."

The smirk died.

"You give up way to early," said White. "Unless you've got a convoy to stay with or something, don't go away until you're sure the sub's dead."

"But what if we did get it?" asked Ryuujou, her cheeks hovering somewhere between a pout at being corrected and a smirk at seeing Kaga corrected.

"Then you hang around for a few hours to make sure," White smiled, holding her hands in the air as if presenting an invisible book on anti-submarine tactics to the bigger carrier.

"And stare into an empty ocean?" said Houshou in a tone both respectful and incredulous.

"Shouldn't we look for something else to do?" asked Ryuujou.

White shook her head. "You have to be really patient when hunting subs," she said. "You must have constant-" White paused for dramatic effect.

Kaga glanced from the little carrier to some point on the far horizon and back again.

Ryuujou clenched her hands together, eagerly awaiting the carrier's next bit of Kaga-smacking wisdom.

Houshou coughed.

"Vigilance!" said White with a giggle.

"White, I assure you-" Kaga stopped suddenly as someone touched her back. Someone… very wet.

Imuya giggled, her torpedo slung over her shoulder as she stood behind the three carriers.

"Vigilance!"

Kaga scowled.
 
*grumble grumble* FFN forced me to chop the chapter title because "Where White Acts Adorable" won't fit. *grumble grumble*

I was half-expecting one of the lushboats to show up for the added hilarity. But I guess escort carriers are not for getting drunk as well as not for lewding.
 
Cross-posting an idea from the SB thread:

So I had an idea for White's next lesson:
"What to do When You Come Under Attack"
(or "How to Massively Decrease Your Chances of Dying in the Next Five Seconds")!

"Step One: Clear Your Deck!" Everything that's on your deck? Get it off! Doesn't matter what its armed with or how much fuel its got, all that matters is that as long as it's on your deck you've got something very flammable and/or explosive in plain view of the enemy. Pilots can be recovered and planes replaced, but when there's the imminent possibility of you getting hit in the near future, the only important is getting everything flammable/explosive far away from you!

"Step Two: Purge Your Lines!" As aircraft carriers we need a way of getting aviation fuel from our bunkers to our planes, but that can be a big liability if you get hit, as that just spreads all the fiery stuff around! Clear your Avgas lines and store it all back in the bunkers; that dramatically lessens the chance of you catching on fire! In the Battle of the Coral Sea, Yorktown's crew prevented fires by flooding their avgas bunkers with Argon gas, a process soon copied on every American aircraft carrier; finding a system like that will also dramatically decrease your chances of horrible fiery death!

"Step Three: DODGE!" The worst thing to do when coming under attack is to just stand there and take it, and there are far less painful places to take a hit than right on the nose! Remember the five D's: dodge, dip, dive, duck, and dodge! Why dodge twice? Because you do it twice as much! Dodging throws off the enemy's aim; it turns direct hits into glancing hits, and turns several hits into only a few. Dodging is how Enterprise survived: you'd hit her, badly even, but thanks to dodging she was never hit badly enough to sink. Yeah it may seem undignified running around when the enemy's above you, but dignity only matters when you're alive!

Possible reactions I can see:
Hosho: *nods
Shokaku: *note taking
Zuikaku: above, with smirks
Akagi: empty smile as she slowly realizes just how far the Americans had come that such knowledge has spread down to the escorts, let alone the fleet
Kaga: *Kaga.exe is currently experiencing "EVERYTHING I KNOW IS WROOONNNG"; please try again later.*

Rogue_Vector said:
White: WAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIT-a-minute! Forget the middle one! No diving! We're surface ships, not submarines! ASW doesn't work if we sink down to their level!

Nicholas said:
Fine: Dodge, dip, dodge, duck, and dodge! Practice! Go!
 
San Fran: Oh... I didn't realize being a carrier was actually quite complicated, just like being a cruiser. Granted, all I really bothered back then was to ready my triple As and maneuver to act as a floating anti-air platform, so I guess I really didn't know.

That and playing World of Warships hadn't really changed my perception that much either.

San Francisco shrugs

It's a good thing I'm doing very well in my New Orleans though. Imagine the embarrassment if someone found out a cruiser shipgirl is terrible at playing at her own ship class?

I'd probably die on the spot. Probably not from that though. I'd probably collide into something fir-- Ow.

Who put that table there?
 
A very short, noticeably older Japanese Carrier sat smiling at the other end of the pier. Her scarlet… shirt-thingy was perfectly folded, and her hands rested just so on the pleats of her skirt. She was so elegant, so kind… And with an island like that, there was only one carrier she could be!

"H-houshou?" stammered White. She wasn't just helping. She was helping the mother of carriers! She couldn't be happier if she was teaching Enterprise herself! Well… okay, maybe Enterprise. But… but E was a super-carrier!
Two items worth noting. First, Houshou's first landing occurred in '23, while her island was removed in '24. This scene would thus appear to indicate the base hasn't been using her very much at all if such an early remodel still hasn't been performed.

Second, each navy had it's own path toward naval aviation. For the US, it starts with Pennsylvania and other ad hoc modified ships, with the first true carrier being Langley. While Houshou was the first purpose build carrier completed, the British started construction of such a ship, HMS Hermes, first. (Further, at least this source claims the first landing on her were done by british pilots, and subsequent pilots were british trained. Note: amazon's read inside feature allows a decent chunk of her article to be read.) Thus, while it might be respectful to refer to her as the 'mother of all carriers,' her existence had little to no impact on the already existing american naval aviation establishment. (The substantially less charitable interpretation is that she's a seaplane tender modified to copy existing and planned british designs, who was rushed to completion before them, so fast in fact that british aviators had to be hired to help train her pilots.)
 
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Two items worth noting. First, Houshou's first landing occurred in '23, while her island was removed in '24. This scene would thus appear to indicate the base hasn't been using her very much at all if such an early remodel still hasn't been performed.

Second, each navy had it's own path toward naval aviation. For the US, it starts with Pennsylvania and other ad hoc modified ships, with the first true carrier being Langley. While Houshou was the first purpose build carrier completed, the British started construction of such a ship, HMS Hermes, first. (Further, at least this source claims the first landing on her were done by british pilots, and subsequent pilots were british trained. Note: amazon's read inside feature allows a decent chunk of her article to be read.) Thus, while it might be respectful to refer to her as the 'mother of all carriers,' her existence had little to no impact on the already existing american naval aviation establishment. (The substantially less charitable interpretation is that she's a seaplane tender modified to copy existing and planned british designs, who was rushed to completion before them, so fast in fact that british aviators had to be hired to help train her pilots.)
Yeah, Houshou does have a notable place in history. But at the same time, the only way she's the mother of all carriers if only purpose built carriers are counted(still a stretch) or if it's only towards Japan. Otherwise...yeah, there are other ships that beat her too it.

She's still generally depicted as very nice though.
 
Two items worth noting. First, Houshou's first landing occurred in '23, while her island was removed in '24. This scene would thus appear to indicate the base hasn't been using her very much at all if such an early remodel still hasn't been performed.
They haven't sortied her at all. As sweet as she is... Houshou's kinda useless in combat. She's stuck spotting biplanes when Akagi and Kaga can throw B5Ns, Vals, and Zeros (or Reppus.) But she is an excellent momboat and morale-booster among the carrier girls. She can do a lot of good shore-side keeping them fed, happy, and alert than she ever could on the sea.

Sorting her is a near guarantee that her airwing will get shot to bits--likely with nothing to show for it. She also has a good chance of sinking if she deploys, and a dead Houshou would be a huge hit to Morale. Plus, they already have Kagai, Akagi, and a smattering of proper light carriers. The only niche Houshou can really fill is training, which is what she's doing right here. Since the other carriers are never all in port at the same time, Houshou makes sure to absorb any potentially useful information and distribute it to any girls who might have missed it the first time around.

Also, her cookies are amazing.
Second, each navy had it's own path toward naval aviation. For the US, it starts with Pennsylvania and other ad hoc modified ships, with the first true carrier being Langley. While Houshou was the first purpose build carrier completed, the British started construction of such a ship, HMS Hermes, first. (Further, at least this source claims the first landing on her were done by british pilots, and subsequent pilots were british trained. Note: amazon's read inside feature allows a decent chunk of her article to be read.) Thus, while it might be respectful to refer to her as the 'mother of all carriers,' her existence had little to no impact on the already existing american naval aviation establishment. (The substantially less charitable interpretation is that she's a seaplane tender modified to copy existing and planned british designs, who was rushed to completion before them, so fast in fact that british aviators had to be hired to help train her pilots.)
True, she's not as singularly significant as, say Dreadnaught or Fubuki. But none of the other historically-crucial carriers are around, Houshou is. She still has the "very old, very honored person calling me sensei!" effect on White. Because White's adorable and loves attention.
 
She's still generally depicted as very nice though.
Also, her cookies are amazing.
Okay, so this is the part where I admit that the original plan for the post was 'New York when?' only to realize when I was double checking wikipedia that the role I was thinking of was actually taken by the old cruiser Pennsylvania, who didn't make it to WW2 so probably isn't appearing here.

Also, I'm not saying it's a poor decision to never sortie her, she was designed with biplanes in mind, and didn't grow well. On the other hand, this seems to imply that no known equivalent to pvp exists in your setting, since that would allow them to practice without risking major injury. (Well, Arizona's story support that as well.) Still, it seems like she could be used for ASW protection for convoys (the task she's being trained in now).
True, she's not as singularly significant as, say Dreadnaught or Fubuki.
Well, Dreadnaught isn't a terrible comparison if one remembers that both the first american dreadnaught South Carolina and the last Japanese semi-dreadnaught Satsuma were laid down first. Further, the only reason Satsuma is a semi-dread – and not a true dread like her original design called for – is that the additional 4 double 12" guns became impossible to acquire in Britain once Dreadnaught changed the game. Lastly, she still had wing turrets.

(Fubuki does deserve her accolades, even if she is largely an evolutionary jump from Mutsuki.)
 
Biplanes are not a big problem or if they are then the British are screwed since they used Fairy Swordfish biplanes throughout the entire war as their torpedo bomber.

Houshou has a low plane capacity but she's pretty heavilly gunned so any time you'd think of fielding an aviation cruiser you could send Houshou instead. That doesn't work in the game mechanics but it does from specs. You don't want her going up against an enemy fleet carrier but she should be far from useless and being smaller I'd actually expect her to be out on expeditions reasonably often since some require carriers but you don't want to send the big guns on a supply run.
 
(Fubuki does deserve her accolades, even if she is largely an evolutionary jump from Mutsuki.)
Now I'm seeing Mutsuki acting as Fubuki and her sister's mother, while the other Mutsuki class ships are various shades of quirky aunts. With Kisaragi being the one who sneaks the adult magazines and what not to the younger ones(or providing oddly overly lacy clothes, solely because lace+girl=yes to her.)

Not likely(more likely ever) at all in this story though.
 
*Surfaces like a submarine* Finally done reading through the thread. And you're being silly by misspelling "Washimagale".

Not sure if the author is ready to go OT3.

In other news, will USS Albacore be showing up? Because I just learned her WW2 nickname was "White Devil of the Pacific"...
 
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