The image of Musashi as a gamer really, really fits her imo.

Along with all the trash talk that comes with the territory... like when say playing the latest Call of Duty (which is a rather popular franchise in Japan on console).
 
Yamato brutally under powered and how everything else needs to be nerfed.

San Fran : What? Tier-for-tier, the Yamato is the strongest battleship within three tiers down and up, because apparently American GFCS were more inaccurate than Japanese GFCS.

What kinds of drugs has she been taking!?

And regarding the 'not dropping below green HP indicator' you have, by far, the most healing Repair Party consumable of any standard-tree BB, regenerating 748 HP per second that can be extended beyond the thirty seconds of repair time by using flags you can easily get on that ship.
 
Naka-Chan: You're seriously underestimating the amount of pride in that girl.

San Fran : I'll show her where she can stuff that pride of hers.

Frankly (ha) I can't understand why she thinks that proving her superiority over anyone would make anyone respect her, if that's what she wants. At most, she gets the barest of recognition. At worst, she's a snooty, stuck-up bitch with a 18-inch shell firmly shoved up her--

Uhm... sorry.
 
Jersey: Fucking Ruskies, am I right?

No... Jersey... no. The cold war is over. Stop being racist.

Jersey: I'm a battleship. I do what I want.
 
No... Jersey... no. The cold war is over. Stop being racist.

San Fran : I wasn't aware that Russia was its own separate race. :p

But seriously. Why? First the shell velocity nerf across the board, then the US battleship gun accuracy nerf. NorCals are notoriously inaccurate, even at close range.

And when I mean close range I mean sub-10 km ranges.
 
I wasn't aware that Russia was its own separate race. :p

Well... that's complicated. Russia is the country, but "Russians" (alternatively called "Great Russians" or "Muscovites") are a distinct eastern slavic ethnicity like the Belorussians and Ukrainians. And since Russia is the formal state of the Russians...
 
Kirishima, Wash, and Gale stuff? Kirishima, Wash, and Gale stuff.
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Wash and Kirishima were in quiet conversation when Gale walked over. "So, uh, where do you want to sit? Because this stuff is a bit heavy..."

Turning, both Wash's and Kirishima's eyes widened before the American shipgirl walked over and grabbed the large container that Gale was awkwardly holding along with a bowl of bar snacks and three mugs. "Here, let me take that." For a moment, Wash looked at the container, full of beer, and raised an eyebrow. "What is this?"

As she gave Wash a thankful smile, Gale shook her head. "Thanks. And it's a beer tower, I figured that between the three of us we might need it." Thanking Kirishima as she took the three mugs, Gale let out a sigh and looked around. "I'm kind of surprised that you wanted to come to an American bar though, Kirishima."

Letting out a hum, Kirishima adjusted her glasses. "I wished to see what an American bar is like after hearing so much about them." At Gale's raised eyebrow, Kirishima coughed. "Someone back in Yokosuka is a fan of a show called... 'Cheers', I believe."

Only shaking her head, Gale barely held back a snort. "Ah." With a sigh though, she frowned a bit. "So... where do you want to sit or do?"

Curious, the Japanese battleship frowned. "That... I do not know. Any suggestions?"

Several moments later, Gale tilted her head. "Sure, want to play some pool?" With a nod, Gale led them over to one of the tables out of the way slightly and set it up. "So, do you both know how to play?"

With a slight smile, Wash shook her head. "I have an idea, though I wouldn't mind a refresher."

Beside her, Kirishima adjusted her glasses some. "And I would like to learn."

Nodding, Gale took one of the cues and walked around. "Okay... so this is how you play..." It went without saying that when Gale bent over to perform the shot, both Wash and Kirishima had their eyes on something other then the table. When she straightened up and turned though, both Wash and Kirishima were looking at her face. "And that's pretty much it. Here." Giving them both a cue, Gale walked over to the beer tower and poured herself a drink. "Go on then."

Slightly amused, Wash gave Kirishima a look before she lined up a shot. Several minutes later, both her and Kirishima were scowling as the American battleship once more missed her shot. "Why is this so hard?"

As she sipped her beer, Gale watched as a frustrated Kirishima attempted her own shot, only for it to glance off her ball. 'I could just leave them be as I'm ahead but...' One look at their faces and she sighed. 'Dammit.' Waving her hand around, Gale shook her head. "Well, it's all about the angles and math mostly."

That caused Wash to raise an eyebrow at her. "Oh?"

Walking over, Gale began to take the balls from the pockets and set up a new game. "Yeah, think of it as how to get the best hits with your guns. You need to hit from certain angles in order to get the best result." Now that it was once more set up, Gale motioned Wash over. "Okay, now line up a shot and I'll show you how."

Intrigued in how Gale was going to do that, Wash felt her eyes widen some after she lined up a shot. After all, Gale was pressing herself into the battleship and grasping Wash's arms. "Uh..."

Giving Kirishima a look as the Japanese shipgirl had a notebook out and was writing in it, Gale shook it off. "Relax some, Wash. I'm just showing you and the best way is this..." Part of her wouldn't say though that she was enjoying it. 'Heh...'

Slowly, Wash nodded though she did try to bring down her blush as Gale spoke into her ear and guided her through making the shot. A moment later, she smiled some. "Hmm..."

Of course, it was then that Gale motioned Kirishima over and went through the same process. Much to Wash's amusement, Kirishima also had a blush on her face. Later though, Gale was confused at how both of them kept wanting her to show them how to line up a shot...
 
San Fran : What? Tier-for-tier, the Yamato is the strongest battleship within three tiers down and up, because apparently American GFCS were more inaccurate than Japanese GFCS.

What kinds of drugs has she been taking!?

Iowa: The same as the developers who decided that shooting down planes should be entirely RNG rather than something simple and comprehensible like hitpoints and DPS. :p
 
Kirishima, Wash, and Gale stuff? Kirishima, Wash, and Gale stuff.
____________________________________________________________________________


Wash and Kirishima were in quiet conversation when Gale walked over. "So, uh, where do you want to sit? Because this stuff is a bit heavy..."

Turning, both Wash's and Kirishima's eyes widened before the American shipgirl walked over and grabbed the large container that Gale was awkwardly holding along with a bowl of bar snacks and three mugs. "Here, let me take that." For a moment, Wash looked at the container, full of beer, and raised an eyebrow. "What is this?"

As she gave Wash a thankful smile, Gale shook her head. "Thanks. And it's a beer tower, I figured that between the three of us we might need it." Thanking Kirishima as she took the three mugs, Gale let out a sigh and looked around. "I'm kind of surprised that you wanted to come to an American bar though, Kirishima."

Letting out a hum, Kirishima adjusted her glasses. "I wished to see what an American bar is like after hearing so much about them." At Gale's raised eyebrow, Kirishima coughed. "Someone back in Yokosuka is a fan of a show called... 'Cheers', I believe."

Only shaking her head, Gale barely held back a snort. "Ah." With a sigh though, she frowned a bit. "So... where do you want to sit or do?"

Curious, the Japanese battleship frowned. "That... I do not know. Any suggestions?"

Several moments later, Gale tilted her head. "Sure, want to play some pool?" With a nod, Gale led them over to one of the tables out of the way slightly and set it up. "So, do you both know how to play?"

With a slight smile, Wash shook her head. "I have an idea, though I wouldn't mind a refresher."

Beside her, Kirishima adjusted her glasses some. "And I would like to learn."

Nodding, Gale took one of the cues and walked around. "Okay... so this is how you play..." It went without saying that when Gale bent over to perform the shot, both Wash and Kirishima had their eyes on something other then the table. When she straightened up and turned though, both Wash and Kirishima were looking at her face. "And that's pretty much it. Here." Giving them both a cue, Gale walked over to the beer tower and poured herself a drink. "Go on then."

Slightly amused, Wash gave Kirishima a look before she lined up a shot. Several minutes later, both her and Kirishima were scowling as the American battleship once more missed her shot. "Why is this so hard?"

As she sipped her beer, Gale watched as a frustrated Kirishima attempted her own shot, only for it to glance off her ball. 'I could just leave them be as I'm ahead but...' One look at their faces and she sighed. 'Dammit.' Waving her hand around, Gale shook her head. "Well, it's all about the angles and math mostly."

That caused Wash to raise an eyebrow at her. "Oh?"

Walking over, Gale began to take the balls from the pockets and set up a new game. "Yeah, think of it as how to get the best hits with your guns. You need to hit from certain angles in order to get the best result." Now that it was once more set up, Gale motioned Wash over. "Okay, now line up a shot and I'll show you how."

Intrigued in how Gale was going to do that, Wash felt her eyes widen some after she lined up a shot. After all, Gale was pressing herself into the battleship and grasping Wash's arms. "Uh..."

Giving Kirishima a look as the Japanese shipgirl had a notebook out and was writing in it, Gale shook it off. "Relax some, Wash. I'm just showing you and the best way is this..." Part of her wouldn't say though that she was enjoying it. 'Heh...'

Slowly, Wash nodded though she did try to bring down her blush as Gale spoke into her ear and guided her through making the shot. A moment later, she smiled some. "Hmm..."

Of course, it was then that Gale motioned Kirishima over and went through the same process. Much to Wash's amusement, Kirishima also had a blush on her face. Later though, Gale was confused at how both of them kept wanting her to show them how to line up a shot...
These are always a treat to read.

And Gale, sooner or later you will realize just what kind of an effect you are having on those two. Sooner or later. You may only claim ignorance for so long!

Well done. :)
Got something for you all to laugh at. BEHOLD:
Noo! Why!? It's horrifying!
 
As I posted on SB...I can't even laugh at that abomination. It probably broke my brain.
 
It's...an inspired* design. Maybe something was misrepresented in the design picture? Because if not, those seven guns in the rear turrets are seldom going to be fired unless the ship is running away, and the center turret can't even fire without blowing a very large hole in the ship!

*Inspired by DERP, maybe...
I choose to believe that * represents some form of highly potent narcotic.
 
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