Madou Sutegobana
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- Location
- Twin Realms Mandala
Enterprise she'll pick you up!
Don't Shoot, We're Republican! - A Kantai Collection Quest
- Thread starter TheBleachDoctor
- Start date
Zoosmell
Blind Idiot Arcana
- Location
- Kansas
Ten pages.
... As if poor Willie ISN'T that paranoid about perverts?
Zoosmell
Blind Idiot Arcana
- Location
- Kansas
We need to build a wall to keep out the perverts.
inquisition
Not Affiliated With the Spanish Church
- Location
- Valkenheim
And make the porn industry pay for it!
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
In this context "They're sending rapists" actually makes sense.
Zoosmell
Blind Idiot Arcana
- Location
- Kansas
inquisition
Not Affiliated With the Spanish Church
- Location
- Valkenheim
You say it like there's a difference in this universe.
Zoosmell
Blind Idiot Arcana
- Location
- Kansas
An excellent point.You say it like there's a difference in this universe.
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Update delayed.
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Vote tally:
##### 3.21
[X] Accept
No. of votes: 18
AnonymousRabbit, Jrin, MrLZRS, hanatoro, NothingNow, Nottheunmaker, landcollector, Hudeal, The3rdCorinthian, FelOnyx, veekie, Krika, Steelhooves, Cmmdfugal, Kyman201, Slayers148, Starfox5, Zoosmell
[X] Accept
-[X] What could possibly go wrong?
No. of votes: 3
Ramble, Jedarol, inquisition
[x] Decline
No. of votes: 2
sebsmith, LostDeviljho
[X] Accept
-[X] We have Mahan with us and Yamato is sane! Every-Thing Is Fine.
No. of votes: 1
The Bushranger
##### 3.21
[X] Accept
No. of votes: 18
AnonymousRabbit, Jrin, MrLZRS, hanatoro, NothingNow, Nottheunmaker, landcollector, Hudeal, The3rdCorinthian, FelOnyx, veekie, Krika, Steelhooves, Cmmdfugal, Kyman201, Slayers148, Starfox5, Zoosmell
[X] Accept
-[X] What could possibly go wrong?
No. of votes: 3
Ramble, Jedarol, inquisition
[x] Decline
No. of votes: 2
sebsmith, LostDeviljho
[X] Accept
-[X] We have Mahan with us and Yamato is sane! Every-Thing Is Fine.
No. of votes: 1
The Bushranger
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
26- Skilled Hands
TheBleachDoctor
Secretly a Cat
- Location
- The Plane of Infinite Kittens
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Accept
Ah, you'll accept. It can't be that bad, after all!
You find yourself in a very classy waiting room with a jazz version of "Anchors Aweigh" playing on the flashy jukebox in the corner. All over the walls are various memorabilia of the Navies of the world, mostly dating back to WW1 and WW2, although you do see a picture of some rather burly men posing next to a Zumwalt.
The decor of the place looks like someone took an early 1920s barbershop and slammed it together with some sort of Japanese teahouse.
You don't... you just... what?!
Yamato happily sits down on one of the many comfy chairs, cheerfully humming along to the music. Somewhat awkwardly, you sit down next to her with Mahan.
"Ah, I can't wait to take Enterprise here," Yamato sighs, "I'm sure she'll appreciate their skill."
Yeah, their skill, but certainly not their decor. You raise your eyebrow as the jukebox begins warbling a jazz cover of the Japanese Navy's "Gunkan March". It's kind of nice. More enjoyable if you didn't know the lyrics to it, haha.
You fidget nervously in your seat for a good five minutes before a man with a physique so cut and burly that his shirt merely adheres to his muscles walks out into the waiting room, clearing his throat as he looks to the three of you.
"Party of three, Yamato?" he asks in a deep, gruff voice, clearly aware of the answer already.
"Yes, that's us!" Yamato stands up excitedly, and the two of you meekly follow along.
You're led to a room with three soft, padded tables where you strip down to your underwear and lay down, Yamato clearly comfortable so there's no reason you shouldn't be, right?
"So... what now?" you ask as two other muscular men enter, about as swole as the men who assembled you in the shipyards.
"Now," the first man replies, picking up a buffer, giving it a rev, "We begin."
"Come again!" you hear as you exit the establishment in a daze. Oooh, you haven't felt this good since the day you were rolled into the water. Your hull, buffed to a perfect, spotless shine and lovingly coated with a fresh coat of paint... How were those men able to replicate the feeling? Sure, they said that they used to work in a shipyard, but... ooh, such magic hands, and that buffer was a nice touch. Oh, and when they brought out the welder, you could have just launched right then and there. Not even when you were a steel hull with your crew scrubbing you down did you feel so... clean.
"That place does really good work!" Yamato sighs, absolutely sparkling, "How did you two like it?"
"Oh..." Mahan lets out a long, wistful sigh, "That felt so good, Yamato-san. Thank you for taking us..."
"Well, when you see Enterprise," she beams at you, "Put in a good word for me, okay?"
Ah, so that was the ulterior motive. Oh well. You feel good, so you'll let it slide.
After that, Yamato took you to a hot spring.
To soak after such a nice massage... Oh, it was heaven. Just like sailing through tropical waters. Only better.
You're about to doze off in the warm, comforting waters when something splashes into the water next to you. You turn to look at-
"Go home."
[] Write in...
Ah, you'll accept. It can't be that bad, after all!
You find yourself in a very classy waiting room with a jazz version of "Anchors Aweigh" playing on the flashy jukebox in the corner. All over the walls are various memorabilia of the Navies of the world, mostly dating back to WW1 and WW2, although you do see a picture of some rather burly men posing next to a Zumwalt.
The decor of the place looks like someone took an early 1920s barbershop and slammed it together with some sort of Japanese teahouse.
You don't... you just... what?!
Yamato happily sits down on one of the many comfy chairs, cheerfully humming along to the music. Somewhat awkwardly, you sit down next to her with Mahan.
"Ah, I can't wait to take Enterprise here," Yamato sighs, "I'm sure she'll appreciate their skill."
Yeah, their skill, but certainly not their decor. You raise your eyebrow as the jukebox begins warbling a jazz cover of the Japanese Navy's "Gunkan March". It's kind of nice. More enjoyable if you didn't know the lyrics to it, haha.
You fidget nervously in your seat for a good five minutes before a man with a physique so cut and burly that his shirt merely adheres to his muscles walks out into the waiting room, clearing his throat as he looks to the three of you.
"Party of three, Yamato?" he asks in a deep, gruff voice, clearly aware of the answer already.
"Yes, that's us!" Yamato stands up excitedly, and the two of you meekly follow along.
You're led to a room with three soft, padded tables where you strip down to your underwear and lay down, Yamato clearly comfortable so there's no reason you shouldn't be, right?
"So... what now?" you ask as two other muscular men enter, about as swole as the men who assembled you in the shipyards.
"Now," the first man replies, picking up a buffer, giving it a rev, "We begin."
"Come again!" you hear as you exit the establishment in a daze. Oooh, you haven't felt this good since the day you were rolled into the water. Your hull, buffed to a perfect, spotless shine and lovingly coated with a fresh coat of paint... How were those men able to replicate the feeling? Sure, they said that they used to work in a shipyard, but... ooh, such magic hands, and that buffer was a nice touch. Oh, and when they brought out the welder, you could have just launched right then and there. Not even when you were a steel hull with your crew scrubbing you down did you feel so... clean.
"That place does really good work!" Yamato sighs, absolutely sparkling, "How did you two like it?"
"Oh..." Mahan lets out a long, wistful sigh, "That felt so good, Yamato-san. Thank you for taking us..."
"Well, when you see Enterprise," she beams at you, "Put in a good word for me, okay?"
Ah, so that was the ulterior motive. Oh well. You feel good, so you'll let it slide.
After that, Yamato took you to a hot spring.
To soak after such a nice massage... Oh, it was heaven. Just like sailing through tropical waters. Only better.
You're about to doze off in the warm, comforting waters when something splashes into the water next to you. You turn to look at-
"Go home."
{Options}
[] Freak out[] Write in...
- Location
- Ninja Island
[X]You feel too good to care right now. If she continues to be a bother, ask Yamato to deal with her.
- Location
- Mars
[X] Call Nagamon
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
And the incredibly forced shipping continues. Great.
[X] You feel too good to care right now. If she continues to be a bother, ask Yamato to deal with her.
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
[X] Call Nagamon