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Don't Shoot, We're Republican! - A Kantai Collection Quest

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I'd thought I was more agreeing with your joke. Kinda nodding sagely or something at the feigned naïvety.
 
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[X] Ask if she can at least put an awning up over the torpedo launcher on the model of us, so other ships visiting her office don't think we're some sort of exhibitionist. Bad enough that we can't help but know what our crew did on lonely nights.

Seems to be in character.
 
[X] Tell your Admiral what's wrong
Hard choice between this and the write in, but I think this works better long term.
 
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Well, we are currently informing the effect of Admiral's hobby on us, just with more showing than telling.
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Yeah, that was pretty much the point of it.

If the Admiral can't figure out what the problem is from my write-in, she's Shirou-level dense and probably wouldn't get it even if we flat-out asked why she makes pornographic sculptures for fun.
 
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[X] Stay silent. Insist that nothing is wrong.
No. of votes: 3
Diomedon, De3ta, Dirtnap

[X] Tell your Admiral what's wrong.
No. of votes: 11
aledeth, jwolfe_beta, Cmmdfugal, Devran, MissingJimbo, Chimeraguard, Tonaris, Ramble, MacroDaemon, Silvrose, bdun140

[X] Ask if she can at least put an awning up over the torpedo launcher on the model of us, so other ships visiting her office don't think we're some sort of exhibitionist. Bad enough that we can't help but know what our crew did on lonely nights.
No. of votes: 15
The Sandman, Lichte, Bondo, Nottheunmaker, Nervos Belli, wingnut2292, AnonymousRabbit, obssesednuker, Slayers148, aeqnai, Feng Lengshun, MrLZRS, Greek Fire, andres, Gavoon

[X] Write in...
-[X] Bolt for the window
-[X] Yell for an adult
No. of votes: 1
warhammer651

[X] Covertly admire your hull.
No. of votes: 1
veekie

[X] Tell your Admiral what's wrong.
-[X] Specifically vaguely, that you find all this rather disturbing.
No. of votes: 1
cswvna

 
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10 - You look so much better...
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    • [X] Ask if she can at least put an awning up over the torpedo launcher on the model of us, so other ships visiting her office don't think we're some sort of exhibitionist. Bad enough that we can't help but know what our crew did on lonely nights.
    You... You're in no position to judge your Admiral. If that's what she's into, then... that's what she's into.
    But.... Even so... you have to ask of her...

    "N-Nothing is wrong, Admiral," you look down, blushing scarlet, "But... please, can... can you at least put some awnings up on the model of me, please? I d-don't want the others visiting your office to... to think that I'm some sort of exhibitionist."

    Honestly, it's bad enough that you can't help but know what your old crew did on lonely nights.

    "....What?" your Admiral looks confused now, "Some awnings? Sure... but you look so much better uncovered!"

    You freeze like a deer in headlights. You knew it! You knew it! She's a deviant! A sexual deviant!
    It was a mistake to come into this office!

    "You look so much sleeker without them," she laments, pulling a few tiny awnings out of a case she had under her desk, "And it's so much harder to appreciate your torpedo launchers with them installed..."

    How can she say such things in front of you? How can she say such things?!

    The Admiral picks up the model of you, brings it to her desk, and begins delicately putting the little canvas awning in place. You wring your hands nervously as she pays very... close attention to her work.

    You really, really don't want to be here, in this room, surrounded by such indecency.

    "There," the Admiral leans back, nodding in satisfaction as she indicates your model, which has peacetime awnings now strung up above deck.

    "B-Better," you manage a slight smile in thanks, to appease her, "Thank you... it was just... seeing myself like that..."

    "Like that?... you mean your old self?" she gives you a sympathetic look before you can correct her, "I suppose I can understand. You used to be a massive machine of war, and now you're in a body that, without any rigging, could visually pass for a young teenage girl."

    "Th-That isn't-" you try and correct her, but she just continues on, "Well, don't sweat it. You're still the William D. Porter. If you need someone to talk to about it... well, I'd direct you to our counselors, if we had any, but we don't, so feel free to talk to me about it! My door is always open."

    So she'll let anyone come in here and gaze upon her... her collection?
    Oh god, you think you know what's going on here. Models weren't enough for her. Now she's trying to get the real things!

    Is.... Is she really that comfortable with this? Has she no shame? Your Admiral hasn't acknowledged at all the indecency she's shoving in your face! There has to be regulations against this!

    {Options}​
    [] Protest this breach of protocol. Your crew smuggling contraband was one thing... but this blatant display!

    [] Say nothing. Excuse yourself.

    [] Write in...
     
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    • [X] Protest this breach of protocol. Your crew smuggling contraband was one thing... but this shameful display!
     
    [X] Protest this breach of protocol. Your crew smuggling contraband was one thing... but this shameful display!
     
    [X] Protest this breach of protocol. Your crew smuggling contraband was one thing... but this blatant display!
     
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