TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
In this version of history, there are dogfighting drones. They're based off the F-35 frame, are automated, and aren't exactly the best at what they do.
Don't Shoot, We're Republican! - A Kantai Collection Quest
- Thread starter TheBleachDoctor
- Start date
- Location
- Mars
[x] Accept
Also, the prefix for JMSDF ships is JS (Japanese Ship)/JDS (Japanese Defense Ship).
Also, the prefix for JMSDF ships is JS (Japanese Ship)/JDS (Japanese Defense Ship).
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Got it. I'll fix that when I get back to my dorm.
NothingNow
Corpse Wrangler
- Location
- Tampa
[x] accept
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Vote tally:
##### 3.21
[X] Accept
No. of votes: 25
MrLZRS, cswvna, landcollector, Jrin, Joshrand1982, Silvrose, Steelhooves, Echo, obssesednuker, FelOnyx, U.N.Spacy000, AnonymousRabbit, apeljohn, veekie, inquisition, Nicholas, Cmmdfugal, Kyman201, Greek Fire, SaltyWaffles, Starfox5, Krika, USCGC Taney, Slayers148, NothingNow
[X] Bandwagon
No. of votes: 2
Nottheunmaker, Twei
[X] Accept. One does not simply say no to Hotel-chan.
No. of votes: 1
Rampantfury
##### 3.21
[X] Accept
No. of votes: 25
MrLZRS, cswvna, landcollector, Jrin, Joshrand1982, Silvrose, Steelhooves, Echo, obssesednuker, FelOnyx, U.N.Spacy000, AnonymousRabbit, apeljohn, veekie, inquisition, Nicholas, Cmmdfugal, Kyman201, Greek Fire, SaltyWaffles, Starfox5, Krika, USCGC Taney, Slayers148, NothingNow
[X] Bandwagon
No. of votes: 2
Nottheunmaker, Twei
[X] Accept. One does not simply say no to Hotel-chan.
No. of votes: 1
Rampantfury
obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
Counting the "bandwagon" and "does not simply say no to Hotel-chan" in with the more plain... I think that is the most unanimous vote we've had in this quest.
25- "A Good Time"
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Accept
The Super Battleship Yamato is offering to show you around Tokyo? You'd be crazy to turn this down!
"Oh yes!" you gush excitedly, "We'd love it if you-!"
"How did we end up in a Maid Cafe?" you deadpan, not quite believing that the pride of the Japanese Navy took you to this establishment.
"Well, I thought that you should get a general experience of Japanese culture!" Yamato fidgets, somewhat nervous, "And this is part of the modern culture, so it would be negligent of me to pass this by!"
"You've never been here before, have you?" Mahan cuts straight to the point, "You just wanted an excuse to come."
Yamato recoils in shock and horror, but says nothing. You gape at your fellow Destroyer's insight. Who knew that Yamato wanted to go visit a Maid Cafe?!
She lunges across the table and covers Mahan's mouth, "Shh!" she hisses under her breath, "Don't tell anyone, please!"
Mahan mumbles a muffled affirmative, and Yamato sits back with a sigh. What could she possibly want from a Maid Cafe?
"Hello, Mistress!" one of the maids bows to the three of you, "Welcome! What would you like today?"
"Uh, um," Yamato begins, terribly flustered and not even looking at her menu, "I... I heard you had a... special service here."
What.
"Oh, so you want that, Mistress?" the maid's smile turns coy, "What kind?"
As Yamato whispers her order to the maid, you quickly convene with Mahan in hushed, panicked whispers.
"She's a sexual deviant too!" you grip Mahan in a panic, "We're not safe here, Mahan!"
"What do you mean, Porter?" she asks innocently. Oh poor, innocent Mahan.
"She asked for their special services," you repeat, "You know what that means!"
"...What does it mean?"
You look her straight in the eye, squeaking, "She's going to buy ship models from them!"
"No!" Mahan gasps, mortified, "In public?!"
You shake your head sadly, "I thought that the pride of the Japanese Navy was above such depravity, but clearly not! They're a fleet of sin and debauchery!"
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" the maid is back, and you turn to see her... but she's not in a maid outfit anymore.
She's wearing a cosplay outfit of... you don't recognize that Shipgirl. The rigging is unfamiliar-wait. That designation. CV-6?!
"Wh-What's going on here?!" you stammer, caught completely off guard. Why's this girl dressed up as Big E?! Enterprise hasn't even come back yet!
"Um, well," Yamato blushes deeply, "I've always wanted to meet my American counterpart. We're both famous ships, representing our nation, but Enterprise hasn't come back yet... and I heard this cafe offered cosplay and roleplay services, so... I thought, why not get some practice?"
Oh dear god.
You suffer through an hour's worth of bad roleplaying and overblown American stereotypes. Leaving is a relief.
Welp, at least that was the low point. Things can't get any worse from here on out.
YOU WERE WRONG
SWEET BABY JESUS SAVE YOU, YOU WERE WRONG
YOU RUN SCREAMING FROM THE HOBBY STORE BEFORE YAMATO CAN STEAL YOUR INNOCENCE
"Porter-san, I only went in th-there to get some paints!" Yamato shouts out as you stand on the edge of the roof.
"Don't come any closer!" you scream, teetering on the edge, "I won't let you steal my innocence, I'd rather sink first!"
"Porter, it was just a misunderstanding!" Mahan implores you, "Please, step back from the edge, it's alright!"
"No!" you scream in terror, trying to throw yourself off before the two of them leap forward and drag you back.
"Someone! Help! Military Police! I'm going to be violated! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!"
Yamato took you to a cat cafe.
With a Maine Coon in your lap, a Munchkin on your head, and a white Persian in your hands, you feel a lot calmer.
You dunno, there's something about cats that you really like. All Shipgirls like cats. And dogs. Mostly cats though.
"Feel better?" Mahan asks you warily.
"Yeah... I'm fine," you hand the Persian to Mahan, "Sorry about freaking out... I guess I just assumed the worst."
"It's alright, Porter," Yamato smiles apologetically at you, "It's perfectly understandable to be afraid around people who place the bare hulls of our sisters on display. I can assure you that I am not one of those perverse individuals who finds such a thing appealing."
Oh good... Yamato isn't like Tulsa. You've finally found a somewhat sane individual.
Aside from her apparent crush on a Shipgirl she's never met.
....
You wonder what Enterprise would be like.
"I'm sorry, I've taken so much of your time," Yamato bows slightly in apology, "I can make it up to you. I know of a good massage place that specializes in Shipgirls."
A... A massage parlor for Shipgirls?!
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The Super Battleship Yamato is offering to show you around Tokyo? You'd be crazy to turn this down!
"Oh yes!" you gush excitedly, "We'd love it if you-!"
"How did we end up in a Maid Cafe?" you deadpan, not quite believing that the pride of the Japanese Navy took you to this establishment.
"Well, I thought that you should get a general experience of Japanese culture!" Yamato fidgets, somewhat nervous, "And this is part of the modern culture, so it would be negligent of me to pass this by!"
"You've never been here before, have you?" Mahan cuts straight to the point, "You just wanted an excuse to come."
Yamato recoils in shock and horror, but says nothing. You gape at your fellow Destroyer's insight. Who knew that Yamato wanted to go visit a Maid Cafe?!
She lunges across the table and covers Mahan's mouth, "Shh!" she hisses under her breath, "Don't tell anyone, please!"
Mahan mumbles a muffled affirmative, and Yamato sits back with a sigh. What could she possibly want from a Maid Cafe?
"Hello, Mistress!" one of the maids bows to the three of you, "Welcome! What would you like today?"
"Uh, um," Yamato begins, terribly flustered and not even looking at her menu, "I... I heard you had a... special service here."
What.
"Oh, so you want that, Mistress?" the maid's smile turns coy, "What kind?"
As Yamato whispers her order to the maid, you quickly convene with Mahan in hushed, panicked whispers.
"She's a sexual deviant too!" you grip Mahan in a panic, "We're not safe here, Mahan!"
"What do you mean, Porter?" she asks innocently. Oh poor, innocent Mahan.
"She asked for their special services," you repeat, "You know what that means!"
"...What does it mean?"
You look her straight in the eye, squeaking, "She's going to buy ship models from them!"
"No!" Mahan gasps, mortified, "In public?!"
You shake your head sadly, "I thought that the pride of the Japanese Navy was above such depravity, but clearly not! They're a fleet of sin and debauchery!"
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" the maid is back, and you turn to see her... but she's not in a maid outfit anymore.
She's wearing a cosplay outfit of... you don't recognize that Shipgirl. The rigging is unfamiliar-wait. That designation. CV-6?!
"Wh-What's going on here?!" you stammer, caught completely off guard. Why's this girl dressed up as Big E?! Enterprise hasn't even come back yet!
"Um, well," Yamato blushes deeply, "I've always wanted to meet my American counterpart. We're both famous ships, representing our nation, but Enterprise hasn't come back yet... and I heard this cafe offered cosplay and roleplay services, so... I thought, why not get some practice?"
Oh dear god.
You suffer through an hour's worth of bad roleplaying and overblown American stereotypes. Leaving is a relief.
Welp, at least that was the low point. Things can't get any worse from here on out.
YOU WERE WRONG
SWEET BABY JESUS SAVE YOU, YOU WERE WRONG
YOU RUN SCREAMING FROM THE HOBBY STORE BEFORE YAMATO CAN STEAL YOUR INNOCENCE
"Porter-san, I only went in th-there to get some paints!" Yamato shouts out as you stand on the edge of the roof.
"Don't come any closer!" you scream, teetering on the edge, "I won't let you steal my innocence, I'd rather sink first!"
"Porter, it was just a misunderstanding!" Mahan implores you, "Please, step back from the edge, it's alright!"
"No!" you scream in terror, trying to throw yourself off before the two of them leap forward and drag you back.
"Someone! Help! Military Police! I'm going to be violated! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!"
Yamato took you to a cat cafe.
With a Maine Coon in your lap, a Munchkin on your head, and a white Persian in your hands, you feel a lot calmer.
You dunno, there's something about cats that you really like. All Shipgirls like cats. And dogs. Mostly cats though.
"Feel better?" Mahan asks you warily.
"Yeah... I'm fine," you hand the Persian to Mahan, "Sorry about freaking out... I guess I just assumed the worst."
"It's alright, Porter," Yamato smiles apologetically at you, "It's perfectly understandable to be afraid around people who place the bare hulls of our sisters on display. I can assure you that I am not one of those perverse individuals who finds such a thing appealing."
Oh good... Yamato isn't like Tulsa. You've finally found a somewhat sane individual.
Aside from her apparent crush on a Shipgirl she's never met.
....
You wonder what Enterprise would be like.
"I'm sorry, I've taken so much of your time," Yamato bows slightly in apology, "I can make it up to you. I know of a good massage place that specializes in Shipgirls."
A... A massage parlor for Shipgirls?!
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[] Decline
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
[X] Accept
Yes
Yes
NothingNow
Corpse Wrangler
- Location
- Tampa
[X] Accept
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
'Specializes in Shipgirls'? What does that even mean? Do enough of them visit downtown Tokyo to justify such specific service?
[X] Accept
I gotta see what this is about.
[X] Accept
I gotta see what this is about.
We're likely going to regret this, but:
[X] Accept
[X] Accept
NothingNow
Corpse Wrangler
- Location
- Tampa
Watch it actually be like a shipgirl themed soapland or something.
That really does seem to be the direction of weird this day is heading.
That really does seem to be the direction of weird this day is heading.
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
Giggles maniacally
[X] Accept
[X] Accept
Twei
I have a face!
- Location
- the land where they write things
- Pronouns
- They/Them
inquisition
Not Affiliated With the Spanish Church
- Location
- Valkenheim
[X] Accept
-[X] What could possibly go wrong?
-[X] What could possibly go wrong?
