"Anyone makes Monty Python reference will assigned latrine duty till' I got my grandkids!"So really, when the marines claim they're doing " 'land survey' for fortifications"...
Belated Battleships (KanColle) [REHOST]
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Trust and verify.
- Location
- Philmont
That photgrapher is standing waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too close to that. There's a sixty-forty chance that water got in and ruined the explosive. There's a forty-sixty chance it didn't, and that shell could still go BOOM at any moment. WWII ords are still very easily detonated, and still work just as well these days as they did seventy years ago. Hell, just google Belgium's iron harvests.
Well, depending on the aim, I guess the result could be something like this:
"Nice shot, Jersey! To bad the detonator was defective."
I don't think Jersey's been based out of Florida for one, and for two her guns isn't that big. Jules Verne's Lunar Cannon was a masterpiece of engineering, a piece of ironmongery that shattered windows and rent the clouds.
To be fair, that might be camera on EOD robot. Or just cell's camera on selfie sticks.
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Burning Baron
This position needs more entrenching.
- Location
- In here, not out there.
They're going through a rough patch right now. But I hold out, hoping. In the meantime, they're living vicariously through Mutsu.
Omake: Fairynapping
Farmerbob1
Rest in Peace
- Location
- Atlanta-ish
Fairy Napping VIII
**
Looking around himself after setting down the now-empty water glass, Marine Gunner Frederick tapped the table with two fingers. "Well, it's been an interesting day, but I need to get back to the apartment. My wife and daughters are expecting me for dinner."
Gale nodded. "You seemed to get along well with the girls, and they liked you." Her face grew more serious. "If you can get along with the destroyers, most of the older shipgirls will be easier. If you want me to, I can put in a word for you…"
"My wife will almost certainly try to convince me to retire if there's no need for me on the Mighty Mo or The Big Stick. I'm too old and bunged up either for field deployment as a Marine, or even as part of a standard Marine training cadre." He tapped his fingers on the table, while closing his eyes in thought or memory. "But I can speak to her about it."
His fingers tapped the table once, fairly hard. "There is another possible problem that I want to make sure you have thought about. I'm a WO2. How is that going to slot into your organization?" As he finished the question, he opened his eyes to watch her reaction.
The ensign went immobile, briefly, then suddenly put a hand over her mouth and laughed into it for a second before regaining control of herself, dropping her hand, and starting to speak. "Rank really won't be a problem. Anyone under the rank of Admiral assigned to work with shipgirls is support staff, not command. Other than repair work, which neither you nor I will ever get anywhere near, the girls rarely need any sort of help being ships, or doing the work of ships. It's the 'girl' part that causes them issues. Your job would simply be to help them navigate being human, and you have daughters, so you've got qualifications some of us lack."
His eyes narrowed, slightly. "These three look to be around twelve or thirteen, and act like it when they aren't talking about tactics, strategy, or their history. Are they going to develop into older-looking, and potentially older-acting girls?"
"Vestal says the destroyers won't change in appearance unless they are upgraded, and they will still keep the appearance of girls. Mentally, we don't know, but we haven't seen any evidence of the Japanese destroyers becoming more adult in their dealings with humans." She grinned. "Let me guess, your daughters were handfuls after they hit fifteen or so?"
Shaking his head slowly. "Still are. At least the twins. They're sixteen. My oldest is twenty-three. Good kids, but the eldest sorely tested her mother and I, and the twins still do."
"Twins, you say? Identical?" Gale looked genuinely interested.
"Yup. Identical. Maria and I can tell them apart, mainly because of little physical habits they have, or phrases they use, but they can even fool us if they work at it."
The ensign looked genuinely interested in the fact that his youngest two were twins, so he asked "Twins aren't that abnormal. Why does that matter?"
"Well, we've been summoning a few ships recently, as you must be aware. If things continue to pick up speed and we start drawing more shipgirls out of wherever they come from, there are going to be a lot of same-class ships around." The ensign smiled, with false innocence. "Were you aware that 175 Fletcher class destroyers were launched?"
"No. I knew there were a lot of them though. You think my experience with human twins will help me deal with that?"
"Don't you? Before you had twins, you were just like the rest of us around other people's twins, weren't you? Your pair taught you to pay closer attention to details than most of us have to."
"Can't argue with that." He said as he pushed himself to a standing position with the cane, grimacing as he did so. "I'm not sure if it will be as useful as you think, since I didn't watch the Fletchers grow up, but I can see where you are coming from." He paused. "But, aren't Kidd, Dee, and Bannie all Fletchers? They look a lot alike, but not enough to be confusing. They even have different color hair."
"They are. USS Kidd, USS William D. Porter, and USS O'Bannon. However, we seem to be summoning ships with a lot of character first. As standouts, they act differently enough that it is easy to overlook how physically similar they are. The Japanese have several smaller same-class ships that are nearly impossible to tell apart. If we start summoning a lot more Fletcher-class ships, I think the latecomers are going to be more and more alike."
After a moment, Fred pushed his chair back under the table. "Like I said, I'll speak to my wife. No promises."
Gale nodded. "Thanks for at least thinking about it." Her eyes flicked towards the entrance of the bar.
Fred saw her eyes move and followed her glance. There was a rather impressive young woman headed towards the table he had shared with the Ensign. Washington. The battleship shipgirl, who was rumored to be romantically involved with the young officer he had been sharing a table with.
Gale waved and Washington waved back as she approached.
"I missed you at breakfast and lunch." Washington said as she covered the last couple feet.
"The Mystery of the Missing Medics, Wash. We were watching security videos and brainstorming with Kidd, Bannie, and Dee all morning and afternoon." Gale nodded to Fred. "Washington, meet Marine Gunner Frederick."
Fred shook hands with the battleship, while hoping that she didn't think he was trying to move in on Gale.
"Marine Gunner?" Washington tilted her head after releasing his hand, clearly expecting clarification.
"I served on Wisconsin, as a trainer for her main turret gunners. I had experience on her guns from the first Gulf War."
There was a brief expression of sorrow from Washington, then she sighed and nodded. "I see. Hopefully, she will return soon."
"I'd like that too, ma'am." Fred replied. "She was a good ship."
Washington smiled. "Indeed. She died alone, that makes her one of the best of us who died in action." The battleship looked back towards Gale. "Want to join me for dinner?"
"You did eat this morning and afternoon, right?" Gale started to stand with a concerned expression.
The battleship made a relaxed dismissive gesture with one hand. "Of course. I just missed you. Skipping meals wouldn't be prudent without a reason." Washington smiled and the two hugged.
"Goodbye you two, have a good dinner." Fred said before smiling, waving, and turning to walk towards the entrance of the Citadel.
On the way to the door all three destroyer girls ran up to Fred and wished him a good night. Each adorable in her own way. The Citadel Bar had been built to allow the girls and their fairies to interact with their crews, but what about interactions with humanity as a whole? The oldsters in the room, the decoration of the Citadel, and the hundreds of fairies interacting with the oldsters and each other underscored the fact that the destroyers were far more than girls.
Or are the girls far more than destroyers? He wondered to himself as he tousled Kidd's hair and gave back the bottle of Captain Morgan she had offered him.
**
Looking around himself after setting down the now-empty water glass, Marine Gunner Frederick tapped the table with two fingers. "Well, it's been an interesting day, but I need to get back to the apartment. My wife and daughters are expecting me for dinner."
Gale nodded. "You seemed to get along well with the girls, and they liked you." Her face grew more serious. "If you can get along with the destroyers, most of the older shipgirls will be easier. If you want me to, I can put in a word for you…"
"My wife will almost certainly try to convince me to retire if there's no need for me on the Mighty Mo or The Big Stick. I'm too old and bunged up either for field deployment as a Marine, or even as part of a standard Marine training cadre." He tapped his fingers on the table, while closing his eyes in thought or memory. "But I can speak to her about it."
His fingers tapped the table once, fairly hard. "There is another possible problem that I want to make sure you have thought about. I'm a WO2. How is that going to slot into your organization?" As he finished the question, he opened his eyes to watch her reaction.
The ensign went immobile, briefly, then suddenly put a hand over her mouth and laughed into it for a second before regaining control of herself, dropping her hand, and starting to speak. "Rank really won't be a problem. Anyone under the rank of Admiral assigned to work with shipgirls is support staff, not command. Other than repair work, which neither you nor I will ever get anywhere near, the girls rarely need any sort of help being ships, or doing the work of ships. It's the 'girl' part that causes them issues. Your job would simply be to help them navigate being human, and you have daughters, so you've got qualifications some of us lack."
His eyes narrowed, slightly. "These three look to be around twelve or thirteen, and act like it when they aren't talking about tactics, strategy, or their history. Are they going to develop into older-looking, and potentially older-acting girls?"
"Vestal says the destroyers won't change in appearance unless they are upgraded, and they will still keep the appearance of girls. Mentally, we don't know, but we haven't seen any evidence of the Japanese destroyers becoming more adult in their dealings with humans." She grinned. "Let me guess, your daughters were handfuls after they hit fifteen or so?"
Shaking his head slowly. "Still are. At least the twins. They're sixteen. My oldest is twenty-three. Good kids, but the eldest sorely tested her mother and I, and the twins still do."
"Twins, you say? Identical?" Gale looked genuinely interested.
"Yup. Identical. Maria and I can tell them apart, mainly because of little physical habits they have, or phrases they use, but they can even fool us if they work at it."
The ensign looked genuinely interested in the fact that his youngest two were twins, so he asked "Twins aren't that abnormal. Why does that matter?"
"Well, we've been summoning a few ships recently, as you must be aware. If things continue to pick up speed and we start drawing more shipgirls out of wherever they come from, there are going to be a lot of same-class ships around." The ensign smiled, with false innocence. "Were you aware that 175 Fletcher class destroyers were launched?"
"No. I knew there were a lot of them though. You think my experience with human twins will help me deal with that?"
"Don't you? Before you had twins, you were just like the rest of us around other people's twins, weren't you? Your pair taught you to pay closer attention to details than most of us have to."
"Can't argue with that." He said as he pushed himself to a standing position with the cane, grimacing as he did so. "I'm not sure if it will be as useful as you think, since I didn't watch the Fletchers grow up, but I can see where you are coming from." He paused. "But, aren't Kidd, Dee, and Bannie all Fletchers? They look a lot alike, but not enough to be confusing. They even have different color hair."
"They are. USS Kidd, USS William D. Porter, and USS O'Bannon. However, we seem to be summoning ships with a lot of character first. As standouts, they act differently enough that it is easy to overlook how physically similar they are. The Japanese have several smaller same-class ships that are nearly impossible to tell apart. If we start summoning a lot more Fletcher-class ships, I think the latecomers are going to be more and more alike."
After a moment, Fred pushed his chair back under the table. "Like I said, I'll speak to my wife. No promises."
Gale nodded. "Thanks for at least thinking about it." Her eyes flicked towards the entrance of the bar.
Fred saw her eyes move and followed her glance. There was a rather impressive young woman headed towards the table he had shared with the Ensign. Washington. The battleship shipgirl, who was rumored to be romantically involved with the young officer he had been sharing a table with.
Gale waved and Washington waved back as she approached.
"I missed you at breakfast and lunch." Washington said as she covered the last couple feet.
"The Mystery of the Missing Medics, Wash. We were watching security videos and brainstorming with Kidd, Bannie, and Dee all morning and afternoon." Gale nodded to Fred. "Washington, meet Marine Gunner Frederick."
Fred shook hands with the battleship, while hoping that she didn't think he was trying to move in on Gale.
"Marine Gunner?" Washington tilted her head after releasing his hand, clearly expecting clarification.
"I served on Wisconsin, as a trainer for her main turret gunners. I had experience on her guns from the first Gulf War."
There was a brief expression of sorrow from Washington, then she sighed and nodded. "I see. Hopefully, she will return soon."
"I'd like that too, ma'am." Fred replied. "She was a good ship."
Washington smiled. "Indeed. She died alone, that makes her one of the best of us who died in action." The battleship looked back towards Gale. "Want to join me for dinner?"
"You did eat this morning and afternoon, right?" Gale started to stand with a concerned expression.
The battleship made a relaxed dismissive gesture with one hand. "Of course. I just missed you. Skipping meals wouldn't be prudent without a reason." Washington smiled and the two hugged.
"Goodbye you two, have a good dinner." Fred said before smiling, waving, and turning to walk towards the entrance of the Citadel.
On the way to the door all three destroyer girls ran up to Fred and wished him a good night. Each adorable in her own way. The Citadel Bar had been built to allow the girls and their fairies to interact with their crews, but what about interactions with humanity as a whole? The oldsters in the room, the decoration of the Citadel, and the hundreds of fairies interacting with the oldsters and each other underscored the fact that the destroyers were far more than girls.
Or are the girls far more than destroyers? He wondered to himself as he tousled Kidd's hair and gave back the bottle of Captain Morgan she had offered him.
PAGDTenno
Verified Warmind. Probably on fire.
- Location
- South Carolina
Reposting from SB, because awesome.
This is a real thing that is happening.
I have questions. Triple turrets? Since when?
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
Nagamon is definitely one of those people who can rock a longcoat.Reposting from SB, because awesome.
This is a real thing that is happening.
Mutsu: "My my~, I believe you're right~. My dear sister does look good in that."
B-baka!
Frustrated Art
- Location
- Some town in the Philippines
New Jersey: HEY! I can rock a trenchcoat too you know? I just didn't feel like it.
LGear
Secret Society BLANKET
Since Nagato Kai Ni
Kancolle isn't above and beyond actually having fictional upgrades for shipgirls, though they do lock said fantastic remodels behind high remodel levels and blueprints.
Old Iron
Admiral Unfun
- Location
- The Southwestern Deadlands of America
I think they've hit the paper upgrade point. But Nagato looks too awesome for me to care about historical accuracy at the moment. I'll chalk it up to the KC crew hanging out with Wargaming.
I'm more curious if those are 16's or 18's.
Without a shred of doubt.
Almost too good. There should be a limit to these things.
Though something tells me Mutsu isn't one for a longcoat if she's granted a similar upgrade. Probably some sort of dress?
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Nagato getting more gun is cool, but the placement is a little
. Triples over doubles? Also, probably 410mm guns, since 10 460s would give Nagato marginally more firepower than Yamato, not something I would think plausible.
- Location
- State of Denial
The arrangement of the turrets reminds me of the Hiraga treaty battleship proposal. I wonder if they used that as inspiration.
PAGDTenno
Verified Warmind. Probably on fire.
- Location
- South Carolina
You mean like Pensacola?
I consider Pensacola's gun config weird too. *shrugs*
Old Iron
Admiral Unfun
- Location
- The Southwestern Deadlands of America
Hmm... True. Though I think game mechanics allow you to strap Yam's guns onto even Kongou and her sisters, but for a default design those are probably 16's.Nagato getting more gun is cool, but the placement is a little
But if they are 18's, Yamato upgrades to 20's? Or a fourth turret of triple 18's
...And then Yamato was Montana.
Mushi wouldn't let Lady J live it down for a second.
B-baka!
Frustrated Art
- Location
- Some town in the Philippines
Now that would be amusing.
Though in-game you can practically turn Iowa into a Montana. Just fill in all the slots with 16 inch freedom cannons and BOOM! Instant Montana.
LGear
Secret Society BLANKET
As I mentioned above, Kancolle has never been shy in providing paper upgrades if they can help it:
- Abukuma and Kinu Kai 2 were based on upgrade proposals for the cruisers.
- Bismarck Drei has deck torpedoes that only her sister ship Tirpitz got.
- The Fusou sisters convert into Aviation Battleships at Kai Ni, an upgrade which was planned for them IRL but never implemented due to the upgrades being saved for the Ise class instead.
- Shoukaku Kai 2 and Zuikaku Kai 2 have Armored Carrier forms, which is based on the hypothetical scenario of what they could've become if they hadn't sunk.
- Taihou Kai's design is based on the G15 carrier proposal.
- Suzuya Carrier Kai Ni is based on the Ibuki-class carrier conversion, despite Suzuya herself never having the upgrade done IRL.
They're 16's, more precisely 41cm guns based on her default equipment.
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PAGDTenno
Verified Warmind. Probably on fire.
- Location
- South Carolina
I think you mean Armored Carrier, not Armored Cruiser.
As amusing as the idea of the turkey having lots and lots of guns is.
LGear
Secret Society BLANKET
*waves hand*
You saw nothing.
Also, we need the full version of the Nagato CG in here, complete with damaged CG:
