- Location
- Mid-Atlantic
I did a lot of thinking about this when I was planning omakes involving another certain Standard. No, not West, but I thought about West a bit.
HEADCANON FOLLOWS. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO IGNORE.
West Virginia has dark blonde hair and light grey eyes. She speaks with a soft, lazy backwoods twang, and when she's not on the water she seems almost withdrawn, retiring. But her gaze is sharp, focused on the horizon in a markswoman's stare- she had a reputation for gunnery even before Pearl Harbor.
Twenty years' interwar practice with squadrons upon squadrons of her half-sister Standards, most of it as the flagship, left a mark on her. In actions with a few ships she's nothing so remarkable, but in anything like a line of battle she is in her element. Almost without thinking about it, she starts giving quiet orders with terse hand signals... and a lot of shipgirls tend to listen.
Instead of the holstered pistols that seem to come with most of the American shipgirls, West carries a Springfield '03 slung over her back. And radar or no radar, her shooting is something to watch. The Colorados were splendid gunnery ships, and West Virginia was the best.
She's probably less surprised to be summoned than most. It's not the first time she's come back from the dead.
And how did I deduce all this about her? Why, it's all more or less inevitable, given her parentage.
South Carolina: "Ah, well... It was just a few months after the Armistice, you see, and Ah met the most charming sergeant in Brest..."
[the superfiring dreadnought blushes ferociously, fanning herself, glancing up at a collection of ships-in-bottles, including a lovingly detailed reproduction of USS New Ironsides]
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Anyway, West Virginia as-summoned would indeed have a light AA fit, but her gun range is about thirty-five thousand yards, and she can reach out with sixteen-inch shells towards the limit of that range quite well, thankyouverymuch. Better deck armor, too; Arizona didn't get that until her interwar refit.
West Virginia Kai has a spotting plane, basic search radar, more heavy AA guns but not the WWII-vintage light AA.
West Virginia Kai Ni, now, would be her post-Pearl refit, with more flak than a small army and radar to boost her gunnery up into "watch your tailfeathers, Jersey you whippersnapper" territory...
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Footnote: my choice of song may seem somewhat unsuited because it is associated with a specific state- and NOT the state of West Virginia. On the other hand, I think it also does an excellent job of capturing the kind of rural mountain culture, and how that culture approaches warfare, which did a lot to inspire my character sketch of West in the first place.
HEADCANON FOLLOWS. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO IGNORE.
West Virginia has dark blonde hair and light grey eyes. She speaks with a soft, lazy backwoods twang, and when she's not on the water she seems almost withdrawn, retiring. But her gaze is sharp, focused on the horizon in a markswoman's stare- she had a reputation for gunnery even before Pearl Harbor.
Twenty years' interwar practice with squadrons upon squadrons of her half-sister Standards, most of it as the flagship, left a mark on her. In actions with a few ships she's nothing so remarkable, but in anything like a line of battle she is in her element. Almost without thinking about it, she starts giving quiet orders with terse hand signals... and a lot of shipgirls tend to listen.
Instead of the holstered pistols that seem to come with most of the American shipgirls, West carries a Springfield '03 slung over her back. And radar or no radar, her shooting is something to watch. The Colorados were splendid gunnery ships, and West Virginia was the best.
She's probably less surprised to be summoned than most. It's not the first time she's come back from the dead.
And how did I deduce all this about her? Why, it's all more or less inevitable, given her parentage.
South Carolina: "Ah, well... It was just a few months after the Armistice, you see, and Ah met the most charming sergeant in Brest..."
[the superfiring dreadnought blushes ferociously, fanning herself, glancing up at a collection of ships-in-bottles, including a lovingly detailed reproduction of USS New Ironsides]
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Anyway, West Virginia as-summoned would indeed have a light AA fit, but her gun range is about thirty-five thousand yards, and she can reach out with sixteen-inch shells towards the limit of that range quite well, thankyouverymuch. Better deck armor, too; Arizona didn't get that until her interwar refit.
West Virginia Kai has a spotting plane, basic search radar, more heavy AA guns but not the WWII-vintage light AA.
West Virginia Kai Ni, now, would be her post-Pearl refit, with more flak than a small army and radar to boost her gunnery up into "watch your tailfeathers, Jersey you whippersnapper" territory...
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Footnote: my choice of song may seem somewhat unsuited because it is associated with a specific state- and NOT the state of West Virginia. On the other hand, I think it also does an excellent job of capturing the kind of rural mountain culture, and how that culture approaches warfare, which did a lot to inspire my character sketch of West in the first place.
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