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The USCG's 'big' ships in WW2 mostly did convoy-escort stuff in the Atlantic. Where they racked up their fair share of U-boat and aircraft kills, and did more than their share of ensuring the bullets, bombs and beans got to the fighting front(s).
And almost every American amphibious craft that hit a hostile beach in WW2, including the Higgins boats that were so vital on D-Day and virtually every Pacific island assault you care to name? Commanded and crewed by Coasties.

The USCG gets not a tithe of the recognition the USN does. But they did, and do, a shitload of work, under conditions just as brutal, and they had more than their fair share of brass-balled badasses.
 
Harry Leferts said:
That's nice except... they're not large aircraft carriers?
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And the fubuki class had 50khp. Fletcher had 60k. 5 and 6 times respectively the horsepower for being roughly the same size.
I see that you miss the point. For example, they're credited with at least 11 U-Boat kills in 1942 to the end of the Battle of the Atlantic among others.
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Oh 11 kills? I'm so sorry I underestimated them. /sarcasm

For real though, they had impressive moments but most of that is shooting things that can't fight back that effectively. or being a rescue boat.

And that's 11, of 768 total Uboat kills.
You do realize that many destroyers had 5 inchers, right? The Fletcher class for example used 5 inchers as their main guns.
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Five of them. And she was faster, and had torpedoes if necessary.
Trace Coburn said:
The USCG's 'big' ships in WW2 mostly did convoy-escort stuff in the Atlantic. Where they racked up their fair share of U-boat and aircraft kills, and did more than their share of ensuring the bullets, bombs and beans got to the fighting front(s).
And almost every American amphibious craft that hit a hostile beach in WW2, including the Higgins boats that were so vital on D-Day and virtually every Pacific island assault you care to name? Commanded and crewed by Coasties.

The USCG gets not a tithe of the recognition the USN does. But they did, and do, a shitload of work, under conditions just as brutal, and they had more than their fair share of brass-balled badasses.
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I'm NOT disparaging them, ffs.

I'm saying their ships are overall not going to be extremely up front and relevant unless the matter is forced. Write it so a coast guard kanmusu is in just the right place to delay a squadron of destroyers trying to sneak up the river to Norfolk? Sure. She can at least slow them down.

Want to send her out to a fighting post? Uh... You sure you want to sign that death warrant Admiral?

The people of the coast guard are awesome. Their ships... less so fighting wise.
 
Selonianth said:
And the fubuki class had 50khp. Fletcher had 60k. 5 and 6 times respectively the horsepower for being roughly the same size.

Oh 11 kills? I'm so sorry I underestimated them. /sarcasm

For real though, they had impressive moments but most of that is shooting things that can't fight back that effectively. or being a rescue boat.

And that's 11, of 768 total Uboat kills.

Five of them. And she was faster, and had torpedoes if necessary.

I'm NOT disparaging them, ffs.

I'm saying their ships are overall not going to be extremely up front and relevant unless the matter is forced. Write it so a coast guard kanmusu is in just the right place to delay a squadron of destroyers trying to sneak up the river to Norfolk? Sure. She can at least slow them down.

Want to send her out to a fighting post? Uh... You sure you want to sign that death warrant Admiral?

The people of the coast guard are awesome. Their ships... less so fighting wise.
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This really seems more like a topic for discussion in the War Room honestly. Not so much for cute battleships.
 
Harry Leferts said:
That's nice except... they're not large aircraft carriers?

I see that you miss the point. For example, they're credited with at least 11 U-Boat kills in 1942 to the end of the Battle of the Atlantic among others.

Uh-huh...

You do realize that many destroyers had 5 inchers, right? The Fletcher class for example used 5 inchers as their main guns.
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One, the Wickes class, the oldest US destroyer class in the WW2, had 24,610 hp. The ew DEs I found that had them list in Wiki had more.

Some DEs got half that in a month but you have a point.

They probably have 72 summon able ships at most need to do the math.

They had TWO, the Fletcher's had Five... The three classes before them had FOUR. Their successors like the Gearing had SIX. And all the destroyers had torpedoes too. Not mention their AA.

In short they be great coastal patrol anti sub ships. Not with fleet ships. They will die a useless death if they try.
Because they can't go against anything else without a major overhaul of a refit.


Sure they may have a good record, like that Bismarck one, but they be like Taffy 3. The exception not the rule. The odds said no but they said fuck you. And they payed for it. Only the carriers and two destroyers survived. If the Center Force kept advance another five minutes, that battle would have been a lost. They only reason why they retreated was because they thought they where facing cruisers. Had they known that it was really destroyers...
 
Firefinder12-B said:
One, the Wickes class, the oldest US destroyer class in the WW2, had 24,610 hp. The ew DEs I found that had them list in Wiki had more.

Some DEs got half that in a month but you have a point.

They probably have 72 summon able ships at most need to do the math.

They had TWO, the Fletcher's had Five... The three classes before them had FOUR. Their successors like the Gearing had SIX. And all the destroyers had torpedoes too. Not mention their AA.

In short they be great coastal patrol anti sub ships. Not with fleet ships. They will die a useless death if they try.
Because they can't go against anything else without a major overhaul of a refit.


Sure they may have a good record, like that Bismarck one, but they be like Taffy 3. The exception not the rule. The odds said no but they said fuck you. And they payed for it. Only the carriers and two destroyers survived. If the Center Force kept advance another five minutes, that battle would have been a lost. They only reason why they retreated was because they thought they where facing cruisers. Had they known that it was really destroyers...
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Okay, I think that people misunderstand me. I'm not saying to throw them into battle against Abyssal fleets. Rather they're extremely useful at what they were designed to do which is patrolling and convoy duties. Especially with how the USN is stretched enough as it is, they would take pressure off them. But they're not useless.
 
Ramble said:
Convoy duty isn't important anymore? Cause that's part of what the coasties did and what they would be doing.
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Harry Leferts said:
Okay, I think that people misunderstand me. I'm not saying to throw them into battle against Abyssal fleets. Rather they're extremely useful at what they were designed to do which is patrolling and convoy duties. Especially with how the USN is stretched enough as it is, they would take pressure off them. But they're not useless.
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Important? Yes. Are they too slow and undergunned for it? Yes.

Protecting the Convoy would still require naval kanmusu, who would have to protect the CG kanmusu nearly as much as the convoy ship itself.
 
Ramble said:
Convoy duty isn't important anymore? Cause that's part of what the coasties did and what they would be doing.
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Oh it is but one problem.

A lot of those old cutters top out at 15-17 knots from what I found. If you go to that chapter where Jersey and the Taffies are escorting that convey to Japan they were averaging 20 knots when they hit the open ocean...
Which nearly broke White who has a 21 knot top speed. Problem.
Harry Leferts said:
Okay, I think that people misunderstand me. I'm not saying to throw them into battle against Abyssal fleets. Rather they're extremely useful at what they were designed to do which is patrolling and convoy duties. Especially with how the USN is stretched enough as it is, they would take pressure off them. But they're not useless.
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Did I say they were useless no... Well kinda, ok I can see where you can get that.

No they are NOT useless...

But at the speeds of the convoys now a days? Convoy duty is out for them unless you can upgrade their engines.
But then you have to worry about the stresses being put on their hulls that was not designed for.

Unless they decide to slow down the convoys, not likely, or make shipgirl carriers, likely but Navy has first dips and they are Coast Guard, it's the coastal seen for them.

Hm... If they take PR classes...
 
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Actually, you know what? 60+ shipgirls actually would be useful, because nobody ever appreciates the coast guard and their treatment has never been worse than it has been under the department of homeland security. And guess whose budgets probably got cut in favor of the navy?
Army, Marines, and Coast Guard (because the public does not have any sympathy for the unsung heros).

People still need to go out and fish and move cargo around and shit, and guess what the abyssals are going to be doing? Putting those guys in the drink. What are the navy shipgirls going to be doing? Not fishing those poor saps out of the water that's for damn sure. What are the coasties going to be doing while the navy is out gloryhogging? Fishing poor saps out of the water.

Also, the Coast Guard is strapped for ships already. When the oceans are more important than ever and there are men in the water, somebody has got to go out there. What? Have the navy take over? Pffft, not when the navy ladies are scared of a freaking stiff breeze. You send a coast guardsman to do a coast guard's job and let the navy sit around a nice hot fire with hot coco in their hands and their tails between their legs.
 
wildredlifer said:
Samuel B Roberts top speed at flank designed 24 hit 28 knots.
Here is where it gets fun her Cruising is 14 knots.
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If you're bringing her up somehow thinking she's CG, she's not. She's navy. Plus she is literally designed to not be a fighting ship. She's meant to be an AA barge and an anti-subarine boat. That's her job. She's not a fighter.

And she had her big damn hero moment... and died doing it.
 
No don't they are overworked and often under appreciated except by those they save.
On Sub hunting the subs they hunted were a hell of a lot slower than them.
Anti sub work is for them.
 
On a different topic, calling back to the potential summoning songs I recently was reminded of one that might give interesting results and I don't think has been mentioned before.
 
Incoming spaceshipgirl feels:
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Her feet thudding against the deck, Jane looked over her shoulder at the three WWII Battleships and the Light Cruiser behind her. "Are you four ready for this? We can wait a few minutes for you to gather yourselves if you want..."

A soft smile sprung to Mutsu's face as she shook her head. 'And you would wait even though you want to see him but are as nervous as we are.' Taking a breath, she slowly let it out to calm herself down. "No, Jane, that's actually okay. If we don't do this now..."

With a slightly nervous expression which was out of place on her face, Arizona reached out and squeezed Mutsu's shoulders. "We might lose our nerve."

Nodding, Jane came to a stop before a door and gulped before she reached up and put her palm against the pad there. After a few moments it dinged and the two reinforced doors slowly opened to reveal a man on a bench that was looking over a holo-screen. Then he looked up and Jane's breath caught in her throat upon seeing her father, once more in his prime though she could also see the massive aircraft carrier that was named after him. "D-daddy?"

Slowly, John Richardson rose from his seat as he blinked as if in disbelief. "Jane? Is that... you?"

At her nod, he took a few steps forward, but before he could get far, Jane practically launched herself into his arms. There was a clang of metal meeting metal as the two tightly held each other. "You're back, Daddy... you're back!"

Holding her tightly, he just nodded as he swallowed heavily. "Ye-yeah... I am." It was several moments that he heard a choking sound and looked up to see the four other Kanmusu watching him. Mutsu had her hand held against her mouth as tears began to drip down her cheek. "Mutsu? Arizona? Hiei? Jintsuu?"

Taking a step forward, Mutsu slowly pulled her hand away from her mouth. "John?"

It took everything he had for Richardson not to let the tears slip out himself, but his eyes were mysteriously shiny as he nodded. "Yeah." He then smiled as he shifted Jane around a little and held out one arm. "Come here."

Moments later, Richardson found his arms full of four more shipgirls as the deck groaned underneath them. Not that any of them noticed or would have even if they had. Right now was time for their family to be reunited once more and to enjoy the moment. Several minutes passed before Jintsuu looked up at him. "How much do you..."

Raising an eyebrow, John looked down at her. "Remember?" At her nod, his gaze seemed to go into the past. He could remember the beeping of the heart monitor, the feel of a bed underneath him, the seemingly distant murmurs of Mutsu and the others. The weight of years that had weighed him down...

And the screech of the heart monitor as it flatlined.

Shaking it off, he shoved that back deep into his mind as he could also remember being a carrier. Heck, Richardson remembered the sight of the four WWII Kanmusu breaking a bottle of champagne over his bow. "I remember pretty much everything. Except what happened in wherever the in-between is." With a grunt, he shrugged. "Guess that we're not supposed to know what happens in Fiddler's Green."

Feeling a hand on his cheek, he looked and realized that it was Hiei. "I would hope that, my dear Admiral, would be a small price to pay."

While he snorted, Richardson only tightened the hold his arms on it. "If that's all I had to pay, then I would pay it how many times over it was asked for this..."
 
Harry Leferts said:
Incoming spaceshipgirl feels:
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Her feet thudding against the deck, Jane looked over her shoulder at the three WWII Battleships and the Light Cruiser behind her. "Are you four ready for this? We can wait a few minutes for you to gather yourselves if you want..."

A soft smile sprung to Mutsu's face as she shook her head. 'And you would wait even though you want to see him but are as nervous as we are.' Taking a breath, she slowly let it out to calm herself down. "No, Jane, that's actually okay. If we don't do this now..."

With a slightly nervous expression which was out of place on her face, Arizona reached out and squeezed Mutsu's shoulders. "We might lose our nerve."

Nodding, Jane came to a stop before a door and gulped before she reached up and put her palm against the pad there. After a few moments it dinged and the two reinforced doors slowly opened to reveal a man on a bench that was looking over a holo-screen. Then he looked up and Jane's breath caught in her throat upon seeing her father, once more in his prime though she could also see the massive aircraft carrier that was named after him. "D-daddy?"

Slowly, John Richardson rose from his seat as he blinked as if in disbelief. "Jane? Is that... you?"

At her nod, he took a few steps forward, but before he could get far, Jane practically launched herself into his arms. There was a clang of metal meeting metal as the two tightly held each other. "You're back, Daddy... you're back!"

Holding her tightly, he just nodded as he swallowed heavily. "Ye-yeah... I am." It was several moments that he heard a choking sound and looked up to see the four other Kanmusu watching him. Mutsu had her hand held against her mouth as tears began to drip down her cheek. "Mutsu? Arizona? Hiei? Jintsuu?"

Taking a step forward, Mutsu slowly pulled her hand away from her mouth. "John?"

It took everything he had for Richardson not to let the tears slip out himself, but his eyes were mysteriously shiny as he nodded. "Yeah." He then smiled as he shifted Jane around a little and held out one arm. "Come here."

Moments later, Richardson found his arms full of four more shipgirls as the deck groaned underneath them. Not that any of them noticed or would have even if they had. Right now was time for their family to be reunited once more and to enjoy the moment. Several minutes passed before Jintsuu looked up at him. "How much do you..."

Raising an eyebrow, John looked down at her. "Remember?" At her nod, his gaze seemed to go into the past. He could remember the beeping of the heart monitor, the feel of a bed underneath him, the seemingly distant murmurs of Mutsu and the others. The weight of years that had weighed him down...

And the screech of the heart monitor as it flatlined.

Shaking it off, he shoved that back deep into his mind as he could also remember being a carrier. Heck, Richardson remembered the sight of the four WWII Kanmusu breaking a bottle of champagne over his bow. "I remember pretty much everything. Except what happened in wherever the in-between is." With a grunt, he shrugged. "Guess that we're not supposed to know what happens in Fiddler's Green."

Feeling a hand on his cheek, he looked and realized that it was Hiei. "I would hope that, my dear Admiral, would be a small price to pay."

While he snorted, Richardson only tightened the hold his arms on it. "If that's all I had to pay, then I would pay it how many times over it was asked for this..."
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Excuse me. I think I have something in my eye. It's a bit dusty. You know. Dust and all that. Yeah. Dust.

Goddamn Feels Train...
 
Hmm... Double post! A certain someone is giving me trouble, so she told me to go ahead with what I have for now. Continued from the Christmas Special and posted whilst under the influence. Which one is canon? I have not a single clue yet.

Mistletoe Shenanigans!
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A mischievous chuckle drew his attention to Jane seated back at the table.

"Hehe... Daddy, look up."

And he did.

And there, hanging above the doorframe, was a sprig of mistletoe.

And upon looking back down, he found a set of wide, soft brown eyes staring back up at him.

"A-Admiral?" Jintsuu seemed more nervous than embarrassed at her situation. Truthfully, she wasn't really embarrassed at all. A part of her suggested she was too shocked to feel that was while another simply decided that such a feeling wouldn't really do her much good at the moment. A third was actually trying to form words.

"Alright. Which one of you yahoos did this?" Richardson groused out the question. If Mutsu or Hiei had been caught under the bough of mistletoe, he probably wouldn't feel so irate. Even Arizona. If he wasn't almost certain she'd snap him in half. And if he knew her a bit better. Or rather, a lot better. Jintsuu... did not appear to be the sort to go along with this sort of thing.

Neither Jintsuu nor Richardson were surprised when Jane raised her hand.

"Its not Christmas without a lot of things. And one of those is mistletoe!" Jane's logic was easy to follow. And horribly flawed. But amusingly so. There were a lot of things she had decided she was missing out on in her life, so she had opted to at least try to make up for it where she could. Holiday humor was at the top of her list at the moment and her father the perfect target.

"I cannot say she is wrong." Arizona's disapproving, but not disagreeing statement shocked the entire room. She opted to merely remain silent and observe. Perhaps she'd had a little too much to drink...

However in that moment of shock, there was movement. A steeled resolve. The mentality to spot an opening and exploit it to its logical extreme. All of it came together in a motion as swift as the wind and sharp as a razor. The moment where a practitioner of the blade would find the perfect hole in their opponent's defense.

Jintsuu struck with that speed and that precision.

While her weapon was not the mighty torpedo hurled towards an unsuspecting foe in the dead of night, it was just as lethal.

In a swift motion, she leaped up and planted a kiss-innocent, but a kiss nonetheless-upon her admiral's cheek.

Even Jane was struck speechless as the sheer boldness from the normally reserved and sometimes downright shy cruiser registered. She would never have expected Jintsuu to make such a move. And from the looks on Hiei and Mutsu's faces, neither did they. Even Arizona seemed slightly surprised.

"Merry Christmas" Jintsuu's smile was glowing, even as Richardson turned to face her with a stunned expression.

Finally, he relented and smiled back. "Merry Christmas."
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A mischievous chuckle drew his attention to Jane seated back at the table.

"Hehe... Daddy, look up."

And he did.

And there, hanging above the doorframe, was a sprig of mistletoe.

Richardson looked down and beheld a sight that was all too rare. One he wouldn't have expected if he hadn't known the woman for as long as he did.

There was Hiei, blushing and fidgeting in his arms.

"Well. This was... unexpected. Aha. Yes. Very unexpected. Who put that there?" Hiei seemed to be trying to find some explanation to figure out her situation. All the while doing her utmost to not look Richardson in the eye. Her blue eyes darted around like a destroyer on a sugar high.

"I'd like an answer myself." Richardson cocked an eyebrow first at Hiei and then the rest of the room. The ludicrously false innocent look on both Jane and Mutsu. Even Jintsuu looked a little guilty. "Really? Even you, Jintsuu? Come on." Only Arizona looked put out by the antics, remaining silent and judging of his actions.

"I thought it might be kind of cute. A nice Christmas memory." Jintsuu looked away with a blush and her hands on her cheeks, confirming her guilty role in this little episode. She would say nothing more about her part. After all, she didn't want to risk giving away too much.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Both Mutsu and Jane began chanting with ever increasing mischief and vigor.

"W-Well, it is tradition. Tradition's important, right? Yes. Absolutely important. Isn't that right, sir?" Hiei's rambling garnered a sigh and a bemused grin from her commander. She absolutely wasn't looking forward to this. Absolutely not. Her one true burning torch was for her beloved elder sister! he would just go through with this for tradition. A funny little event that happened during Christmas on occasion.

"Yeah, tradition's important. I've done a lot of things because of tradition. Some for better or worse." He shrugged and shot a glare at his daughter and XO, taking note that they only increased the tempo of their chanting as a result. "You don't have to, you know."

"N-No. But. But. Okay!" A fire was lit in her eyes as she suddenly broke out of the awkward grip holding herself and Richardson together. "I will not let it be said that I back down! I will go forth with all my might! Hiei, with both love and Christmas cheer, going in full spirit! Yes!"

Richardson did not have time to react as Hiei grasped his head with both hands and violently pulled him into the most amateur deep kiss he'd ever had the experience of being given. It was quick. It was messy. And he was pretty sure they'd almost cut each other's lips. And between Jane and Jintsuu's clapping and Mutsu's wolf whistles, he was pretty sure even he was turning red.

"M-M-Merry Christmas, A-Admiral!" Hiei wasn't sure whether she was coming or going at this point and settled for a highly embarrassed and forced laugh. She'd just kissed her commanding officer. In front of the rest of the fleet and his daughter. What would her dear sister think!?

"Ah, right. Yeah. Merry Christmas, Hiei." There was a pause before he finally blurted out something so stupid, he would have guessed he was in high school again. "Needs practice."

Six sets of eyes widened.

"...I just said that out loud, didn't I?" A collective nod was the answer he received. "...Fuck."
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A mischievous chuckle drew his attention to Jane seated back at the table.

"Hehe... Daddy, look up."

And he did.

And there, hanging above the doorframe, was a sprig of mistletoe.

"My, oh my..."

Richardson looked down to see Mutsu giving him a look that was equal parts teasing and equal parts anticipation. Her cheeks sported a rosy blush as she rested her hands upon his shoulders and held fast.

"Just what do you plan on doing now, Admiral?" Her green eyes danced with mischief as she leaned in closer, parting her lips ever so slightly. She was quite well aware of how Richardson saw this particular holiday. But she was also quite aware that Christmas held a rather more intimate meaning to her people. A fact she intended to remind him of. "It wouldn't be very nice of you to ignore the customs of others, now would it~?"

There was a pregnant pause after her words, one which made the ensuing silence all the more deafening.

Richardson silently moved one hand to grasp Mutsu's while another snaked around her well toned waist. He firmly, yet gently, pried her hand away by the wrist and held it fast. So she was going to play it this way, was she?

Mutsu was beginning to sweat bullets as her commander's steely gaze bored into her own. She wished he would say something. Anything. A few words to drive away the butterflies going mad as her nerves grew ever more frayed. She swallowed loudly as her poor defenses were slowly but surely chipped away. Her knees began to go weak as Richardson's expression became more and more ominous.

"A-Admiral?" She was not prepared for this sort of reaction. An angry retort to her teasing at least. A good and proper kiss at most. Not this dark and overwhelming presence.

"I think..." There was a foreboding tone to his voice. One which promised action, whether she was prepared for it or not. He pulled her in close, their garments being all that separated them and eliciting a small squeak from his XO.

"J-J-John?" She could feel the heat of his breath. The brushing fabric of his clothes against her skin. The warmth of his body against hers.

"...you're the one who needs to stop playing with fire."

As Richardson claimed her lips, Battleship Mutsu stopped thinking.

The rest of the household was rendered tunned as they watched Mutsu go limp in Richardson's arms. Only Hiei's quick thinking prevented Jane from seeing something she probably shouldn't until she was old enough. As it was, the fast battleship was left to watch the scene before her whilst covering the little girl's eyes. Two hands was not enough for her right now.

Arizona seemed to have frozen, not certain how to respond to the blatant disregard for rank and decorum that was burning itself into her eyes. Yet she still could not tear her gaze away. She did not even register the sound of Jintsuu fainting dead away in a heap to her side.

Time seemed to stretch on and on, leaving Hiei to wonder just how long a person could hold their breath. Under... strenuous activity no less.

Slowly, Richardson lowered both himself and Mutsu until the latter knelt dazed against the doorframe. Even as he released her, she did not seem to stir. Rather her eyes were glazed over and an absolutely undignified grin was upon her swollen lips.

"I also think you tend to forget that I've been there and done that." He cleared his throat and turned to face the still stunned room. "Right. Who wants pie?"

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Imma read the omakes later, but I wanted to address a few things first.
Old Iron said:
Legs that go on forever and ever...

I imagine if you set up a chart, you'd see the busts get smaller over time by class while the legs get proportionally more amazing.
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Basically. Wash's legs are amazing, but Jersey's are downright godlike. And plus... you know, she's six-four and wears short-shorts. Her legs are longer than some people's entire bodies!
Old Iron said:
Pacific!Arizona: *looks down* ...It's not fair.
BelBat!Arizona: *looks down* You can at least see your feet.
Mutsu: *smacks BB!Ari upside the head*
*is shot*
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But Pacific!Ari's got it all in the stern! How big is BB!Ari anyways? I need to know how jealous Jersey is.
Skywalker_T-65 said:
Well, it could be worse. Try being a traditional battlecruiser because then your legs ARE your defining feature, without even the benefit of Jersey-scale busts.

*sidelong glance at Seydlitz*
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So... you're saying Kongou's remodel into a battleship was the kanmusu version of a boob job?
Harry Leferts said:
Okay, I think that people misunderstand me. I'm not saying to throw them into battle against Abyssal fleets. Rather they're extremely useful at what they were designed to do which is patrolling and convoy duties. Especially with how the USN is stretched enough as it is, they would take pressure off them. But they're not useless.
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I'm gonna chime on on the USCG stuff from a narrative point of view. The main characters of this fic are Battleships. Big-gun badasses built to wade into a surface engagement while tanking fire from every direction. Coastie cutters, as undeniably badass as they may be, are not going to last long in such a battle. They might be able to manage a dying moment of awesome, but they'd be even more out of their depth than the Taffies. At least Destroyers have torpedoes and plenty of speed.

This means that if I want to bring a USCG ship into a battle with the other girls, the Coastie is going to be the center of attention. Because her abilities are so different, I'll have to structure the whole story around those limitations. I did that with White's speed during the convoy run, but I don't want to do that all the time.
Coasties are certainly badasses, and you could write an amazing fic about them (Omake writers, that's your cue.) But they just wouldn't fit well in this fic. They're around doing their thing, but their actions will be mostly off-screen here. I'm focusing on battleships getting a second chance to rule the sea with their big guns.
Firefinder12-B said:
Oh it is but one problem.

A lot of those old cutters top out at 15-17 knots from what I found. If you go to that chapter where Jersey and the Taffies are escorting that convey to Japan they were averaging 20 knots when they hit the open ocean...
Which nearly broke White who has a 21 knot top speed. Problem.

Did I say they were useless no... Well kinda, ok I can see where you can get that.

No they are NOT useless...

But at the speeds of the convoys now a days? Convoy duty is out for them unless you can upgrade their engines.
But then you have to worry about the stresses being put on their hulls that was not designed for.

Unless they decide to slow down the convoys, not likely, or make shipgirl carriers, likely but Navy has first dips and they are Coast Guard, it's the coastal seen for them.

Hm... If they take PR classes...
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The coastie girls would do a great job at escorting convoys, even with their lower speed. I'm sure pretty much every Merchant Marine captain in the world would be happy to trade a few knots for a few escort girls. But escort duty is one of those "behind the scenes" duties that I'm not going to focus on here. I write battleships doing battlethings.
Always Late said:
But to bring things back on topic, how long before one of the destroyers concusses themselves on Jersey's abs? :V
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Jersey: Just how ripped do you people think I am? And more importantly, how thin do you think a taffy's skull is?
 
I'll admit that after reading one story, an amusing idea came to me in regards to the Coasties. Long story short, once it becomes more widely known they exist they take on a role in regards to the other Kanmusu which fits their abilities...

In other words, the Kanmusu version of military police.
 
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