This be my first ever quest...like, ever.
Seriously.
Total noob here, so forgive my idiocy...
Seriously.
Total noob here, so forgive my idiocy...
From the Skies, We Rule the Sea (A Kantai Collection Fairy Quest)
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Planes, planes, and more planes. (Entry 1)
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This be my first ever quest...like, ever.
Seriously.
Total noob here, so forgive my idiocy whilst writing this.
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Time.....how long ago was it? Two, three years since it all began? Yeah...you were pretty sure that was right...
Three years....sounded about right....
Three years ago is when they came. No one knew, or even knows, quite what they were, or what their intentions were when they arrived. They were monstrosities, demons that had been coughed up from the bleak and blackened depths of hell to come and destroy all that humanity knew and loved. Their reach was limited, however, as they only operated seemingly on water, not daring to set foot on any human landmass for more reasons than one. You assumed one of such reasons was the tremendous amount of defenses that had been set up around human ports, but there was probably more to it than that. Humanity...didn't quite have a reaction for them, their high-tech weaponry only proving to eliminate a dozen of them before hundreds more sprang up in their fallen comrades' places.
Humanity also gave them names. You thought this was strange...but, then again, how could you understand? You weren't human.
They called them 'Abyssals'. Fitting, you supposed, as these creatures looked as if they had dwelled in the waters below for centuries before surfacing for the first times. They appeared to have no sense of morals, no code to dictate their actions, and no way of determine what was right or wrong to do. They just...killed. They killed, and slaughtered; not stopping until humanity itself stood at the brink of extinction; it's oceanic supply lines severed entirely. No commerce could be made.
But then, the others came.
Humanity revered them as saviors, for the most part, due to their actions against the Abyssal menace. These ones looked human as well, and quite beautiful too, barring the bulky equipment most of them carried. They were like the Angelic twin of the Abyssals, coming to bring about horrid vengeance as the protectors of all human kind. They shared the names of warships from long ago, from the smallest Destroyer to the Mightiest Battleship, they were identified as such.
They were the Kanmusu.
And you had come with them.
You were...err...what was the human word? A Fairy! That's right! You were a Fairy! You were a pilot! And you served on a Carrier! Hehe....jeez, you were having trouble remembering things now..well, shit was pretty hectic the past few weeks....at least you remembered your own name.
William Crowe.
Why the hell you had that kinda name while you serve on a Japanese Carrier eludes you to this day.
Yep, William Crowe, pilot of a.....
[] Torpedo Bomber. Low, slow, heavy, and one hell of a hard hitter.
[] Dive Bomber. Death from above, bitches!
[] Fighter. Fuck you, and you, and you, and especially you!
[] Recon. I SEEEEE YOOOUUUU!
[] Night Recon. I STILL SEE YOU!
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Standard SV rules apply.
Don't be a dick.
Holy hell, I'm bad at this.
Seriously.
Total noob here, so forgive my idiocy whilst writing this.
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Time.....how long ago was it? Two, three years since it all began? Yeah...you were pretty sure that was right...
Three years....sounded about right....
Three years ago is when they came. No one knew, or even knows, quite what they were, or what their intentions were when they arrived. They were monstrosities, demons that had been coughed up from the bleak and blackened depths of hell to come and destroy all that humanity knew and loved. Their reach was limited, however, as they only operated seemingly on water, not daring to set foot on any human landmass for more reasons than one. You assumed one of such reasons was the tremendous amount of defenses that had been set up around human ports, but there was probably more to it than that. Humanity...didn't quite have a reaction for them, their high-tech weaponry only proving to eliminate a dozen of them before hundreds more sprang up in their fallen comrades' places.
Humanity also gave them names. You thought this was strange...but, then again, how could you understand? You weren't human.
They called them 'Abyssals'. Fitting, you supposed, as these creatures looked as if they had dwelled in the waters below for centuries before surfacing for the first times. They appeared to have no sense of morals, no code to dictate their actions, and no way of determine what was right or wrong to do. They just...killed. They killed, and slaughtered; not stopping until humanity itself stood at the brink of extinction; it's oceanic supply lines severed entirely. No commerce could be made.
But then, the others came.
Humanity revered them as saviors, for the most part, due to their actions against the Abyssal menace. These ones looked human as well, and quite beautiful too, barring the bulky equipment most of them carried. They were like the Angelic twin of the Abyssals, coming to bring about horrid vengeance as the protectors of all human kind. They shared the names of warships from long ago, from the smallest Destroyer to the Mightiest Battleship, they were identified as such.
They were the Kanmusu.
And you had come with them.
You were...err...what was the human word? A Fairy! That's right! You were a Fairy! You were a pilot! And you served on a Carrier! Hehe....jeez, you were having trouble remembering things now..well, shit was pretty hectic the past few weeks....at least you remembered your own name.
William Crowe.
Why the hell you had that kinda name while you serve on a Japanese Carrier eludes you to this day.
Yep, William Crowe, pilot of a.....
[] Torpedo Bomber. Low, slow, heavy, and one hell of a hard hitter.
[] Dive Bomber. Death from above, bitches!
[] Fighter. Fuck you, and you, and you, and especially you!
[] Recon. I SEEEEE YOOOUUUU!
[] Night Recon. I STILL SEE YOU!
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Standard SV rules apply.
Don't be a dick.
Holy hell, I'm bad at this.
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CV's and CVL's, which one to chose? (Entry 2)
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Annnd, this took longer than expected.
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Winning Vote: Fighter.
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Yep, William Crowe; Fighter Pilot. You were a skilled reaper of the skies, death on a flying metal chariot with 50. Cal Machine guns. You were a fighter pilot that was fairly well known amongst the other fairies, as a matter of fact, due to your actions while attacking the Base MI, shooting own twelve enemy planes, two being torpedo bombers, before you were finally forced to land again. Your entire wing was actually known for rescuing the Destroyer Kisaragi from an enemy divebomber, your wing leader scoring the killing blow while he laughed his ass off in glee.
He always did have some sixth sense of danger.
Good thing you guys were in the area with your Carrier. Patrol routes can be convenient, after all.
William Crowe, Fighter pilot, stationed on the Carrier....
[] Akagi. You tended to have inexperienced crew members, however, due to how much she gets sent out....and all the planes she loses. You do get a lot of action, though.
[] Kaga. She's calm, collected, and tactical. Her secret desire to outperform Carrier Division Five has gotten you in a lot of tight scenarios, though...
[] Shoukaku. She's damn good at what she does, and she doesn't half ass anything either. She tends to get targeted a lot, however...
[] Zuikaku. She ain't called the Luck Ship for nothing. As long as your part of her air wing, it's like RNGesus is in the co-pilot's seat. Her arrogance and hunger to beat Carrier Division One hasn't worked out all to well for you sometimes...
[] Unryuu. Not a lot goes on here. She rarely gets sent out and you just hang around most of the time. Not a lot of action, but some.
[] Katsuragi. Same as Unryuu, you don't really do a lot.
[] Amagi. Same as her sisters....weird.
[] Chiyoda. Lot's of fighter escorting gigs. Lots of em'.
[] Chitose. Same as her sister.
[] Shouhou. TORPEDO BOMBERS. EVERYWHERE.
[] Hoshou. Now here...is an odd one. Your deployments are sporadic, and you never really know what you're doing until you get there.
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Yep. I tweaked the canon.
Because convenience, yo.
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Winning Vote: Fighter.
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Yep, William Crowe; Fighter Pilot. You were a skilled reaper of the skies, death on a flying metal chariot with 50. Cal Machine guns. You were a fighter pilot that was fairly well known amongst the other fairies, as a matter of fact, due to your actions while attacking the Base MI, shooting own twelve enemy planes, two being torpedo bombers, before you were finally forced to land again. Your entire wing was actually known for rescuing the Destroyer Kisaragi from an enemy divebomber, your wing leader scoring the killing blow while he laughed his ass off in glee.
He always did have some sixth sense of danger.
Good thing you guys were in the area with your Carrier. Patrol routes can be convenient, after all.
William Crowe, Fighter pilot, stationed on the Carrier....
[] Akagi. You tended to have inexperienced crew members, however, due to how much she gets sent out....and all the planes she loses. You do get a lot of action, though.
[] Kaga. She's calm, collected, and tactical. Her secret desire to outperform Carrier Division Five has gotten you in a lot of tight scenarios, though...
[] Shoukaku. She's damn good at what she does, and she doesn't half ass anything either. She tends to get targeted a lot, however...
[] Zuikaku. She ain't called the Luck Ship for nothing. As long as your part of her air wing, it's like RNGesus is in the co-pilot's seat. Her arrogance and hunger to beat Carrier Division One hasn't worked out all to well for you sometimes...
[] Unryuu. Not a lot goes on here. She rarely gets sent out and you just hang around most of the time. Not a lot of action, but some.
[] Katsuragi. Same as Unryuu, you don't really do a lot.
[] Amagi. Same as her sisters....weird.
[] Chiyoda. Lot's of fighter escorting gigs. Lots of em'.
[] Chitose. Same as her sister.
[] Shouhou. TORPEDO BOMBERS. EVERYWHERE.
[] Hoshou. Now here...is an odd one. Your deployments are sporadic, and you never really know what you're doing until you get there.
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Yep. I tweaked the canon.
Because convenience, yo.
Callahan Rising (Entry 3)
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Winning Vote: Shoukaku.
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Oh yea, the "Shining Angel of the Ocean". She who has so many fanboys that it's almost horrifying. The one true white-haired CV that's so injury moe, she comes off even cuter than you and your fellow fae pilots.
Shoukaku.
She's the lead ship of her class, and can back that claim up with terrifying effectiveness. She's practically worshipped by her sister ship, Zuikaku, and is the object of attention for many people around the world. You couldn't blame them though; she was classy, cute, polite, and could kick the ass of anyone who tried to cop a feel on her. Well...if her sister didn't kill the pervert first. She had seen lots of action across multiple theaters, and the Yokosuka Naval Base Repair Bucket supply could back that claim. Shoukaku was a particularly inviting target for some odd reason or another and would not hesitate to put herself in harms way to save her allies. You remembered one time where she moved even closer to an Abyssal battleline just so her planes could land faster.
It was touching, you had to admit that.
But it was also very risky.
"CROWE? CROWE!? LIEUTENANT FUCKWAD MCGEE, WHERE ART THOU?! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE BEFORE I SICK TIM ON YOU!"
Oh hell.
That was Callahan.
Your wing leader.
You looked across the table you were all standing on; the entirety of your wing were all gathered there. It was a human-sized table, yes, but it wasn't really all that inconvenient, especially with all the Kanmusu who were eating here as well. It was a big room, but you guys would just crawl back into your planes and fly back to the warehouse once you were done here. Or loligag. That too.
Callahan had spotted you and was making his way through the groups of fairies to reach you position.
Think fast.
[] LIEUTENANT FUCKWAD IS REPORTING FOR DUTY, COMMANDER ASSHAT! ORDERS?
[] F.E.A.R= Fuck Everything and Run. Hide on Shoukaku's shoulder, she's sitting right across from where you're standing. You can run that fast.
[] A-TEN-HUT! EVERY FUCKING FIGHTER PILOT BETTER BE STANDING AS STRAIGHT AS MICHEAL BAY'S DICK WATCHING THE HINDENBURG! (Call your wingmen to attention with you. Share the suffering.)
[] Write in.
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Oh yea, the "Shining Angel of the Ocean". She who has so many fanboys that it's almost horrifying. The one true white-haired CV that's so injury moe, she comes off even cuter than you and your fellow fae pilots.
Shoukaku.
She's the lead ship of her class, and can back that claim up with terrifying effectiveness. She's practically worshipped by her sister ship, Zuikaku, and is the object of attention for many people around the world. You couldn't blame them though; she was classy, cute, polite, and could kick the ass of anyone who tried to cop a feel on her. Well...if her sister didn't kill the pervert first. She had seen lots of action across multiple theaters, and the Yokosuka Naval Base Repair Bucket supply could back that claim. Shoukaku was a particularly inviting target for some odd reason or another and would not hesitate to put herself in harms way to save her allies. You remembered one time where she moved even closer to an Abyssal battleline just so her planes could land faster.
It was touching, you had to admit that.
But it was also very risky.
"CROWE? CROWE!? LIEUTENANT FUCKWAD MCGEE, WHERE ART THOU?! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE BEFORE I SICK TIM ON YOU!"
Oh hell.
That was Callahan.
Your wing leader.
You looked across the table you were all standing on; the entirety of your wing were all gathered there. It was a human-sized table, yes, but it wasn't really all that inconvenient, especially with all the Kanmusu who were eating here as well. It was a big room, but you guys would just crawl back into your planes and fly back to the warehouse once you were done here. Or loligag. That too.
Callahan had spotted you and was making his way through the groups of fairies to reach you position.
Think fast.
[] LIEUTENANT FUCKWAD IS REPORTING FOR DUTY, COMMANDER ASSHAT! ORDERS?
[] F.E.A.R= Fuck Everything and Run. Hide on Shoukaku's shoulder, she's sitting right across from where you're standing. You can run that fast.
[] A-TEN-HUT! EVERY FUCKING FIGHTER PILOT BETTER BE STANDING AS STRAIGHT AS MICHEAL BAY'S DICK WATCHING THE HINDENBURG! (Call your wingmen to attention with you. Share the suffering.)
[] Write in.
A-TEN-HUT (Entry 4)
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Winning Vote: [] A-TEN-HUT! EVERY FUCKING FIGHTER PILOT BETTER BE STANDING AS STRAIGHT AS MICHEAL BAY'S DICK WATCHING THE HINDENBURG! (Call your wingmen to attention with you. Share the suffering.)
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You weigh your options.
Your first thought is to simply stand straight, salute, and act like a proper fucking soldier awaiting his next set of orders. You were practically the 2IC of the wing at this point, so you had some authority to reassure you, but then you remembered who you're dealing with and that authority doesn't mean jack shit because he can just pull rank on you.
You then consider running. Not may come out un-scathed from a run in with an angry Callahan and you really didn't feel like losing any of your limbs today. Shoukaku was sitting just across rom where you were standing and you could make the distance....plus, her shoulder looked comfy, and you were tired.....
Nah, you were a pilot and a man...err...fae of the military. You had a spine.
But that doesn't mean you couldn't call for backup.
You knew your wingmen wouldn't hear your voice through all the other fairies and the Kanmusu in the room, and thus you devised a plan. This was actually something fairies did quite often in loud environments to get their compatriots' attention, mostly because it was relatively harmless to humans and Kanmusu, and did no damage to the ceiling.
If the round even reached that high.
You put your hand down to your hip and withdrew a handgun, a fairy sized Colt 1911 Service pistol, and pointed it up in the air toward the ceiling. They would probably hear this.
BANG
BANG
BANG
BANG
Every ne of the fae present turned on their heels and stared at you, seeing what kind of madman decided to discharge a firearm in the middle of a cafeteria. They noticed it was you and immediately turned back to what they were doing.
Except for four of them.
Four fairies, all dressed in the outfits of fighter pilots rushed to your side.
Now...what the hell does Callahan want from you?
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You weigh your options.
Your first thought is to simply stand straight, salute, and act like a proper fucking soldier awaiting his next set of orders. You were practically the 2IC of the wing at this point, so you had some authority to reassure you, but then you remembered who you're dealing with and that authority doesn't mean jack shit because he can just pull rank on you.
You then consider running. Not may come out un-scathed from a run in with an angry Callahan and you really didn't feel like losing any of your limbs today. Shoukaku was sitting just across rom where you were standing and you could make the distance....plus, her shoulder looked comfy, and you were tired.....
Nah, you were a pilot and a man...err...fae of the military. You had a spine.
But that doesn't mean you couldn't call for backup.
You knew your wingmen wouldn't hear your voice through all the other fairies and the Kanmusu in the room, and thus you devised a plan. This was actually something fairies did quite often in loud environments to get their compatriots' attention, mostly because it was relatively harmless to humans and Kanmusu, and did no damage to the ceiling.
If the round even reached that high.
You put your hand down to your hip and withdrew a handgun, a fairy sized Colt 1911 Service pistol, and pointed it up in the air toward the ceiling. They would probably hear this.
BANG
BANG
BANG
BANG
Every ne of the fae present turned on their heels and stared at you, seeing what kind of madman decided to discharge a firearm in the middle of a cafeteria. They noticed it was you and immediately turned back to what they were doing.
Except for four of them.
Four fairies, all dressed in the outfits of fighter pilots rushed to your side.
Now...what the hell does Callahan want from you?
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The Snake is Smoking (Entry 5)
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"Commander." You said in a voice that barely restrained just how agitated you were. You were about to go get something to eat, and he just decided to fuck you over. Likely for his own enjoyment.
But that's not the worst of it.
You haven't had your tea yet.
You barely restrained your hellish animosity as he grinned, crossing his arms and leaning on his right leg as he looked you and your squad over. He chuckled and he closed his eyes, looking at the floor and shaking his head.
"Really Crowe? Trying to drag your squad into this?" He said in a mock reprimanding tone. You lower your arm and give a 'not this shit again' sigh.
"I figured they would be relevant, sir." You nearly bite the word out as you glare. He gives you a smug grin as your hate threatens to over take your senses, the need to throttle Callahan growing stronger and stronger.
"That's my Lt."
"The hell do you want, sir?"
"Boys over at R&D need you for something."
"And that is?"
"Paperwork. Gotta arrange for new aircraft."
"Fuck. No."
"The snake is smoking, Lieutenant. I don't care if you do it in a second or an hour. Get it done today."
Fuck.
[] TEA. NOW.
[] You need food. You can't do the old John Hancock on an empty stomach.
[] YOU HAVE YOUR MISSION, PILOTS. (Make your wingmen do it.)
[] Shoukaku's shoulder looks awfully comfy...
[] Fuck it, the R&D guys are bad when they get pissed. Might as well do it now.
[] Write in.
But that's not the worst of it.
You haven't had your tea yet.
You barely restrained your hellish animosity as he grinned, crossing his arms and leaning on his right leg as he looked you and your squad over. He chuckled and he closed his eyes, looking at the floor and shaking his head.
"Really Crowe? Trying to drag your squad into this?" He said in a mock reprimanding tone. You lower your arm and give a 'not this shit again' sigh.
"I figured they would be relevant, sir." You nearly bite the word out as you glare. He gives you a smug grin as your hate threatens to over take your senses, the need to throttle Callahan growing stronger and stronger.
"That's my Lt."
"The hell do you want, sir?"
"Boys over at R&D need you for something."
"And that is?"
"Paperwork. Gotta arrange for new aircraft."
"Fuck. No."
"The snake is smoking, Lieutenant. I don't care if you do it in a second or an hour. Get it done today."
Fuck.
[] TEA. NOW.
[] You need food. You can't do the old John Hancock on an empty stomach.
[] YOU HAVE YOUR MISSION, PILOTS. (Make your wingmen do it.)
[] Shoukaku's shoulder looks awfully comfy...
[] Fuck it, the R&D guys are bad when they get pissed. Might as well do it now.
[] Write in.
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Climbng with Crowe (Entry 6)
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You turned around, looking to where Shoukaku still sat, chatting away to Zuikaku. Her arm was acting as a support , she seemed to be applying weight on it, and would serve well as a route up to her shoulder. You dismissed your wingmen with a salute, walking on toward your Snowy Haired mobile operation base and climbing up to her arm. You noticed her turn her head toward you out of the corner of your eye, giving a tiny smile as you struggled to get over one of the wrinkled folds in her sleeve.
"Ara~? Ohh, do you need some help?" She cooed, gently reaching over and-
OHHH, FUCK THIS NOISE.
She pinched the back of your uniform shirt, lifting you up and carrying you up and onto her shoulder.
"There you go~ Did you need something?"
[] FOR YOU TO NOT PICK ME UP, DAMNIT! (Break cover. They now know you can speak like a human.)
[] Desu!
[] Use elaborate pointing and gestures to get to the R&D department.
[] Nap.
[] Write in.
Meanwhile....
"Umm....do you think he's okay?"
"Ohhh, don't worry frauline, I'm sure he's fine."
"OHHHAAHAHAHA! JESUS FUCK, SHE JUST...AHAHAHA!"
"We're terrible wingmen..."
"Ara~? Ohh, do you need some help?" She cooed, gently reaching over and-
OHHH, FUCK THIS NOISE.
She pinched the back of your uniform shirt, lifting you up and carrying you up and onto her shoulder.
"There you go~ Did you need something?"
[] FOR YOU TO NOT PICK ME UP, DAMNIT! (Break cover. They now know you can speak like a human.)
[] Desu!
[] Use elaborate pointing and gestures to get to the R&D department.
[] Nap.
[] Write in.
Meanwhile....
"Umm....do you think he's okay?"
"Ohhh, don't worry frauline, I'm sure he's fine."
"OHHHAAHAHAHA! JESUS FUCK, SHE JUST...AHAHAHA!"
"We're terrible wingmen..."
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Keikaku Dori (Entry 7)
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"Desu!" You say, pointing toward the door of the room. Shoukaku manages to look at you from the corner of her eye, giving you a curious stare.
"Mmm? You need to leave?"
"Desu!"
"Alright then, I suppose it won't be to much of a chore to carry you around for a bit. Zuikaku, I'll be taking my little friend here...wherever he needs to go." She said to her sister, standing up as you sat idly on her shoulder, waiting until she left the room before you would begin using your amazing sense of direction to get to the R&D Department.
"Keikaku Dori..."
"Eh? Did you say something?"
....This hallway was empty....
Did you say something?
[] Aye lass, that I did.
[] Desu!
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Just giving you guys one last chance to blow cover before the plot starts thickening. You'll get chances in the future, I'm just giving you one now.
"Mmm? You need to leave?"
"Desu!"
"Alright then, I suppose it won't be to much of a chore to carry you around for a bit. Zuikaku, I'll be taking my little friend here...wherever he needs to go." She said to her sister, standing up as you sat idly on her shoulder, waiting until she left the room before you would begin using your amazing sense of direction to get to the R&D Department.
"Keikaku Dori..."
"Eh? Did you say something?"
....This hallway was empty....
Did you say something?
[] Aye lass, that I did.
[] Desu!
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Just giving you guys one last chance to blow cover before the plot starts thickening. You'll get chances in the future, I'm just giving you one now.
HEAR ME, MORTAL (Entry 8)
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To quote some caveman that's name belonged in a History Book: Eh, fuck it. You clear your throat, swallow, and put on the best Scottish accent you can possibly conceive.
"Aye lass, that I did....Desu." You say with a smile that could've won you an Oscar.
Shoukaku...thinks differently.
"WH-WHAT THE?!" She shouts in surprise, scooping you up in her right hand and holding you in front of her at eye level. She's still rather delicate about it, however....weird, you figured you'd be on the floor. As a puddle.
"O-oi! Calm down, my hearing can't take that!....Right in my ear too....owww..." You groan as you use your left hand to defend your assaulted instrument of hearing. You pout at her as you stand up in her palm, attempting to maintain your composure as you stare her down with a face that does surprisingly well to mask your fear.
Jesus Christ, you really didn't think this through.
"Y-you can talk....you can actually....h-how?" The snowy haired girl asks, her blatant look of surprise still evident on her face. You lower your hand from your ear and think up a coherent response.
"Yeah...don't ask me how though...not too sure on that myself....kinda just a thing I've got?"
"How did you find out...?" She asked as you preceded to climb along her arm, jumping over the folds in her sleeve. You knew she was watching you, that was obvious, but she wasn't trying to actually trying to stop you, so you just kept going along.
"You remember that Ensign....that French guy?"
"Yeah...why?" You were at her shoulder.
"I...kinda pranked him...did not think he'd over react like that.
"W-what did you do?" You have reached her neck. Repeat, Houston, we are nearing the target.
"I jumped out of a cabinet and shouted 'HEY KIDS, WANNA SEE A DEAD BODY?!'. Needless to say...he fainted."
"Uh..uhhh...I...I really don't know what to say right now.....what are you doing?" You were climbing up the side of her face now, using her hair as a rappel rope.
"Just...ahhh....gimme a minute here...could you please not tell anyone about this, by the way? Kinda don't wanna be experimented on." You said with a slightly...frightened tone. You saw her flinch as you mentioned experimentation...you didn't know if that was good or bad.
"Okay...on one condition."
"What might that be?"
"You're one of my pilots right?"
"A-yup. 2IC for your fighter wing."
She smiled a tiny bit.
"What's your name? That's my condition." You did not hesitate to answer.
"Lieutenant William Crowe, at your service, ma'am." You said with a tiny smile. You had finally reached your objective....you were on top of Shoukaku's head now.
"William...that's a nice-wait, what are you doing up there?"
"Oh man...this is one of them moments..."
"Eh?"
"CATCH A RIIIIIIIDEEEEEEEE!!!"
".....Really Lieutenant?"
"Sorry ma'am, I saw Maya playing the game and overheard a few things."
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Part two coming soon.tm
"Aye lass, that I did....Desu." You say with a smile that could've won you an Oscar.
Shoukaku...thinks differently.
"WH-WHAT THE?!" She shouts in surprise, scooping you up in her right hand and holding you in front of her at eye level. She's still rather delicate about it, however....weird, you figured you'd be on the floor. As a puddle.
"O-oi! Calm down, my hearing can't take that!....Right in my ear too....owww..." You groan as you use your left hand to defend your assaulted instrument of hearing. You pout at her as you stand up in her palm, attempting to maintain your composure as you stare her down with a face that does surprisingly well to mask your fear.
Jesus Christ, you really didn't think this through.
"Y-you can talk....you can actually....h-how?" The snowy haired girl asks, her blatant look of surprise still evident on her face. You lower your hand from your ear and think up a coherent response.
"Yeah...don't ask me how though...not too sure on that myself....kinda just a thing I've got?"
"How did you find out...?" She asked as you preceded to climb along her arm, jumping over the folds in her sleeve. You knew she was watching you, that was obvious, but she wasn't trying to actually trying to stop you, so you just kept going along.
"You remember that Ensign....that French guy?"
"Yeah...why?" You were at her shoulder.
"I...kinda pranked him...did not think he'd over react like that.
"W-what did you do?" You have reached her neck. Repeat, Houston, we are nearing the target.
"I jumped out of a cabinet and shouted 'HEY KIDS, WANNA SEE A DEAD BODY?!'. Needless to say...he fainted."
"Uh..uhhh...I...I really don't know what to say right now.....what are you doing?" You were climbing up the side of her face now, using her hair as a rappel rope.
"Just...ahhh....gimme a minute here...could you please not tell anyone about this, by the way? Kinda don't wanna be experimented on." You said with a slightly...frightened tone. You saw her flinch as you mentioned experimentation...you didn't know if that was good or bad.
"Okay...on one condition."
"What might that be?"
"You're one of my pilots right?"
"A-yup. 2IC for your fighter wing."
She smiled a tiny bit.
"What's your name? That's my condition." You did not hesitate to answer.
"Lieutenant William Crowe, at your service, ma'am." You said with a tiny smile. You had finally reached your objective....you were on top of Shoukaku's head now.
"William...that's a nice-wait, what are you doing up there?"
"Oh man...this is one of them moments..."
"Eh?"
"CATCH A RIIIIIIIDEEEEEEEE!!!"
".....Really Lieutenant?"
"Sorry ma'am, I saw Maya playing the game and overheard a few things."
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Part two coming soon.tm
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RnDemons (Entry 9)
NuclearNickel
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- Location
- Bootes Void
"Annnddd...here we are~" Shoukauku said, pulling the door open and stepping inside. The sent of the room was the most evident feature, chemicals, gunpowder, gasoline, and that burning smell that's always there after an explosion. Despite the less than charming smell, it was safe to say that over 80% of the battles of the Abyssal War were won in this very room. Within, some of the most advanced technology in the world was made, tested, and implemented on Kanmusu, Fairy Aircraft, Human Warships, and Human Aircraft alike. You even remembered the new CIWS Laser that was now mounted on the USS Gerald R. Ford being first tested in here.
That was the best popcorn you ever had.
You don't know how it worked.
It just...did.
You climbed down Shoukaku's arm, looking up and giving her a salute as you turned and marched off toward the labcoat wearing bastards on the far end. Before you got very far however...
"Ara~ Do you want me to wait here? I have time."
"Nah, it's fine, I have...an idea."
"Okay, don't get into to much trouble." She chided as she left. You walked onward toward the other white-clad fae and stood there expectantly.
"Ahem."
"Ohhhhh, Lieutenant Crowe....you're late, mon ami."
"Could we please not do this right now, Lu? I have things that need doing."
"I'm sure they can wait-"
"That involve Callahan."
"...You poor bastard."
[] Sooo...what am I here for? (Gain some insight on the situation besides paper work. You know you're here for Aircraft, but you'd like to know if you have options.)
[] Pen? (Sign forms. Get planes. No options explored, but it gets you out of here faster.)
[] loligag for a bit. Some of the R&D guys have some crazy shit you can use.
[] Write in.
That was the best popcorn you ever had.
You don't know how it worked.
It just...did.
You climbed down Shoukaku's arm, looking up and giving her a salute as you turned and marched off toward the labcoat wearing bastards on the far end. Before you got very far however...
"Ara~ Do you want me to wait here? I have time."
"Nah, it's fine, I have...an idea."
"Okay, don't get into to much trouble." She chided as she left. You walked onward toward the other white-clad fae and stood there expectantly.
"Ahem."
"Ohhhhh, Lieutenant Crowe....you're late, mon ami."
"Could we please not do this right now, Lu? I have things that need doing."
"I'm sure they can wait-"
"That involve Callahan."
"...You poor bastard."
[] Sooo...what am I here for? (Gain some insight on the situation besides paper work. You know you're here for Aircraft, but you'd like to know if you have options.)
[] Pen? (Sign forms. Get planes. No options explored, but it gets you out of here faster.)
[] loligag for a bit. Some of the R&D guys have some crazy shit you can use.
[] Write in.
FIXED WING OF DDDOOOOOMMMM (Entry 10)
NuclearNickel
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".....Why are you showing me this?"
"These are your choices. These will be what you and your fighter pilots are gonna be using. Pick wi-"
"Corsair."
"....That didn't take long."
"Indeed it didn't. Seriously though, look at this thing....all those rockets....mmph."
"Crowe, please, don't have an episode now."
"Fine, fine. What about the planes? Do I need to sign for them, or....?"
"Yep. Here ya go."
You take the offered pen, clicking it an re-opening the white folder as you looked over the papers once more. In all honesty, it was just an acknowledgement of responsibility that you now had these planes and that you needed to not get them fucked up. RnD along with the Arsenal Administration would handle getting them to Shoukaku and your guys, you just needed to not get shot down.
Easier said than done.
Lu said his goodbyes as he went back to deal with some other headache that was no doubt grating away at his last few nerve clusters. RnD was a tough field to work in, but you got access to a lot of cool shit. Speaking of which...you could fuck around in here for a little bit....surely it wouldn't hurt, right?
On the other hand...you still didn't have your tea....and you needed a nap badly.
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[] Time to play with the RnDemons. Maybe they have some more popcorn making CIWS Lasers?
[] Find Shoukaku. Get back to your wing. WE MUST TEST THE WHISTLING DEATH.
[] Find Shoukaku. Nap on her shoulder, lap, head, shoe, whatever. You need a nap.
[] Write in.
"These are your choices. These will be what you and your fighter pilots are gonna be using. Pick wi-"
"Corsair."
"....That didn't take long."
"Indeed it didn't. Seriously though, look at this thing....all those rockets....mmph."
"Crowe, please, don't have an episode now."
"Fine, fine. What about the planes? Do I need to sign for them, or....?"
"Yep. Here ya go."
You take the offered pen, clicking it an re-opening the white folder as you looked over the papers once more. In all honesty, it was just an acknowledgement of responsibility that you now had these planes and that you needed to not get them fucked up. RnD along with the Arsenal Administration would handle getting them to Shoukaku and your guys, you just needed to not get shot down.
Easier said than done.
Lu said his goodbyes as he went back to deal with some other headache that was no doubt grating away at his last few nerve clusters. RnD was a tough field to work in, but you got access to a lot of cool shit. Speaking of which...you could fuck around in here for a little bit....surely it wouldn't hurt, right?
On the other hand...you still didn't have your tea....and you needed a nap badly.
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[] Time to play with the RnDemons. Maybe they have some more popcorn making CIWS Lasers?
[] Find Shoukaku. Get back to your wing. WE MUST TEST THE WHISTLING DEATH.
[] Find Shoukaku. Nap on her shoulder, lap, head, shoe, whatever. You need a nap.
[] Write in.