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Life With the Ship Girls, or, How I Learned How to Stop Worrying and Love the Polygamy

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Meh let Winter.

Though from your wording it sounds like your defensive ships arrived well before us which sounds odd considering we had the head start and were steaming straight for the carriers.

I guess the problem with this is a common one in round robins. One person sees X while the other sees Y and it's hard to mess the two storylines/views.
 
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NuclearNickel said:
[19:39] Trantos1_0 (New Orleans): Please tell me one of you guys are recording this.
[19:38] Trantos1_0 (New Orleans): WG needs to see this shit.
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[19:38] Stahor (Amagi): What about all this hype? I see Jingles, but that not that much of deal.
[19:38] Stahor (Amagi): Just transfered to this server from RU, to what all the deal is about.


If you want drop some exposition in narrative. If not- just skip it.
 
I might write up a snippet tonight. In which I meet Kongou in person and my family's jaws drop to the pavement.
 
hfdt123 said:
kaazmiz(User)
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Kaazmiz(Aoba)
No insult mah waifu.

On a side note. A proposal.
This dimensions WoWS has a slightly different matchmaking system.
It does not matter what tier the ship is. If the "Score Match" is selected

"Score Match" finds players based on
-damage total/ dmg per game in comparison to ships sunk total/per game
-shots fired ,to shots hit
-captain level
-ship upgrades [guns, engines etc]
-survival rate to ships sunk
-bonus elements [flags, camos, consumables]
The only downfall is that it takes a while to make a perfect match.
But like this we can easily get cookies like and Erie/Hashidate doing master AA coverage and torp dancing around a Yamy.
Or a whole fleet of Isokaze's doing a reenactment of Taffy3 [as bizarre as it sounds]
 
kaazmiz said:
Kaazmiz(Aoba)
No insult mah waifu.

On a side note. A proposal.
This dimensions WoWS has a slightly different matchmaking system.
It does not matter what tier the ship is. If the "Score Match" is selected

"Score Match" finds players based on
-damage total/ dmg per game in comparison to ships sunk total/per game
-shots fired ,to shots hit
-captain level
-ship upgrades [guns, engines etc]
-survival rate to ships sunk
-bonus elements [flags, camos, consumables]
The only downfall is that it takes a while to make a perfect match.
But like this we can easily get cookies like and Erie/Hashidate doing master AA coverage and torp dancing around a Yamy.
Or a whole fleet of Isokaze's doing a reenactment of Taffy3 [as bizarre as it sounds]
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Oh dear god in heaven, the lol factor is Christopher Titus tier.
 
Well... showtime.

Fall, 2018
Cleveland-Hopkins Int'l Airport

My mom's 2006 Chrysler minivan pulled up to the terminal at Cleveland-Hopkins amidst surprisingly sunny skies. Normally, they'd be grey by now. Just like the steel this city used to churn out. The airport was bustling with activity, with flights coming in and heading out left and right. One of them was Kongou's. Soon would be the moment of truth. My heart was practically racing considering that I had found myself in a relationship. With a fucking ship. The weeaboos on /a/ have nothing on me.

I steeped out of the van and moved to pop open the hatch as the rest of my family piled out. I could practically see voting options in my vision as to how to deal with the battleship as she comes running through the corridors of the airport.

[] STAND YOUR GROUND
[] Sliiiiddddeee behind your family
[] Flee, flee for your life!

It wasn't long before I heard a freight train barreling through the terminal. One loaded with love and on fire. Suffice to say, I was well and truly fucked. Mom, my sisters, and my cousin, Melanie, all looked around wondering what that noise was. I knew exactly what that noise was. I saw a flash of gold and brown in the crowds. She has me on radar. And I soon heard the joyous cry pierce the air.

"BAAAWWWNNNIINNNGGUUUU!! LAAAWWWVVVEEEE!"

OhGodIcanseeherflyingrig-

SMACK!

I felt myself hit the sidewalk as forty or fifty thousand tons of steel hit me. One of the locomotives I ran doing the same would have been preferable. I could feel her all over me, planting sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss all over my face. What... what have I done?

"Chu~! Chu~! Chu~! Teitoku~!"

Fortunately mom's roaring voice saved me from drowning in an ocean of drool.

"HEY! GET OFFA HIM!"

I could feel mom trying to pry Kongou off of me so that I could at least breathe. Cheyenne joined in.

"Come ooonnnn! Let him brreeeeathhhe!"

It was little use, and I couldn't push her off with my arms splayed over the sidewalk..

[=]​

Joint Base Pearl-Hickam, Hawaii.

The scene playing out on the computer monitor could be easily described as comedic. An Asian brunette with a golden headband furiously trying to be with her lover while two women tried to pry her off. Enterprise chowed down on a tub of Ben & Jerry's while watching and laughing furiously, with Arizona and O'Bannon looking at the insanity over the carrier's shoulder.

"Just according to keikaku.", Enterprise said, a shit-eating grin spreading over her face. It didn't help that she was wearing a headset.

"Kei... keikaku?", Arizona asked.

"Keikaku means plan. And Halsey said that the Japanese language would only be spoken in Hell." Enterprise giggled. "The only thing better than watching this would be seeing the look on Bull's face."

"That poor kid."

"Hey, it's entertaining. And it gets her off the backs of the Japanese Admirality. Wait... is she... she's taking pictures! Oh, my God! Bwah-hahahaha! Jesus Christ, I can b-barely brea-breathe!"

"Well, he'll be a fresh coat of paint on her before long.", O'Bannon chimed in.

"Well, she'll go three times faster at least. A true 'fast battleship'".
 
MissingJimbo said:
Well... showtime.

Fall, 2018
Cleveland-Hopkins Int'l Airport

My mom's 2006 Chrysler minivan pulled up to the terminal at Cleveland-Hopkins amidst surprisingly sunny skies. Normally, they'd be grey by now. Just like the steel this city used to churn out. The airport was bustling with activity, with flights coming in and heading out left and right. One of them was Kongou's. Soon would be the moment of truth. My heart was practically racing considering that I had found myself in a relationship. With a fucking ship. The weeaboos on /a/ have nothing on me.

I steeped out of the van and moved to pop open the hatch as the rest of my family piled out. I could practically see voting options in my vision as to how to deal with the battleship as she comes running through the corridors of the airport.

[] STAND YOUR GROUND
[] Sliiiiddddeee behind your family
[] Flee, flee for your life!

It wasn't long before I heard a freight train barreling through the terminal. One loaded with love and on fire. Suffice to say, I was well and truly fucked. Mom, my sisters, and my cousin, Melanie, all looked around wondering what that noise was. I knew exactly what that noise was. I saw a flash of gold and brown in the crowds. She has me on radar. And I soon heard the joyous cry pierce the air.

"BAAAWWWNNNIINNNGGUUUU!! LAAAWWWVVVEEEE!"

OhGodIcanseeherflyingrig-

SMACK!

I felt myself hit the sidewalk as forty or fifty thousand tons of steel hit me. One of the locomotives I ran doing the same would have been preferable. I could feel her all over me, planting sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss all over my face. What... what have I done?

"Chu~! Chu~! Chu~! Teitoku~!"

Fortunately mom's roaring voice saved me from drowning in an ocean of drool.

"HEY! GET OFFA HIM!"

I could feel mom trying to pry Kongou off of me so that I could at least breathe. Cheyenne joined in.

"Come ooonnnn! Let him brreeeeathhhe!"

It was little use, and I couldn't push her off with my arms splayed over the sidewalk..

[=]​

Joint Base Pearl-Hickam, Hawaii.

The scene playing out on the computer monitor could be easily described as comedic. An Asian brunette with a golden headband furiously trying to be with her lover while two women tried to pry her off. Enterprise chowed down on a tub of Ben & Jerry's while watching and laughing furiously, with Arizona and O'Bannon looking at the insanity over the carrier's shoulder.

"Just according to keikaku.", Enterprise said, a shit-eating grin spreading over her face. It didn't help that she was wearing a headset.

"Kei... keikaku?", Arizona asked.

"Keikaku means plan. And Halsey said that the Japanese language would only be spoken in Hell." Enterprise giggled. "The only thing better than watching this would be seeing the look on Bull's face."

"That poor kid."

"Hey, it's entertaining. And it gets her off the backs of the Japanese Admirality. Wait... is she... she's taking pictures! Oh, my God! Bwah-hahahaha! Jesus Christ, I can b-barely brea-breathe!"

"Well, he'll be a fresh coat of paint on her before long.", O'Bannon chimed in.

"Well, she'll go three times faster at least. A true 'fast battleship'".
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It's all ogre now.
 
MissingJimbo said:
Well... showtime.

Fall, 2018
Cleveland-Hopkins Int'l Airport

My mom's 2006 Chrysler minivan pulled up to the terminal at Cleveland-Hopkins amidst surprisingly sunny skies. Normally, they'd be grey by now. Just like the steel this city used to churn out. The airport was bustling with activity, with flights coming in and heading out left and right. One of them was Kongou's. Soon would be the moment of truth. My heart was practically racing considering that I had found myself in a relationship. With a fucking ship. The weeaboos on /a/ have nothing on me.

I steeped out of the van and moved to pop open the hatch as the rest of my family piled out. I could practically see voting options in my vision as to how to deal with the battleship as she comes running through the corridors of the airport.

[] STAND YOUR GROUND
[] Sliiiiddddeee behind your family
[] Flee, flee for your life!

It wasn't long before I heard a freight train barreling through the terminal. One loaded with love and on fire. Suffice to say, I was well and truly fucked. Mom, my sisters, and my cousin, Melanie, all looked around wondering what that noise was. I knew exactly what that noise was. I saw a flash of gold and brown in the crowds. She has me on radar. And I soon heard the joyous cry pierce the air.

"BAAAWWWNNNIINNNGGUUUU!! LAAAWWWVVVEEEE!"

OhGodIcanseeherflyingrig-

SMACK!

I felt myself hit the sidewalk as forty or fifty thousand tons of steel hit me. One of the locomotives I ran doing the same would have been preferable. I could feel her all over me, planting sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss all over my face. What... what have I done?

"Chu~! Chu~! Chu~! Teitoku~!"

Fortunately mom's roaring voice saved me from drowning in an ocean of drool.

"HEY! GET OFFA HIM!"

I could feel mom trying to pry Kongou off of me so that I could at least breathe. Cheyenne joined in.

"Come ooonnnn! Let him brreeeeathhhe!"

It was little use, and I couldn't push her off with my arms splayed over the sidewalk..

[=]​

Joint Base Pearl-Hickam, Hawaii.

The scene playing out on the computer monitor could be easily described as comedic. An Asian brunette with a golden headband furiously trying to be with her lover while two women tried to pry her off. Enterprise chowed down on a tub of Ben & Jerry's while watching and laughing furiously, with Arizona and O'Bannon looking at the insanity over the carrier's shoulder.

"Just according to keikaku.", Enterprise said, a shit-eating grin spreading over her face. It didn't help that she was wearing a headset.

"Kei... keikaku?", Arizona asked.

"Keikaku means plan. And Halsey said that the Japanese language would only be spoken in Hell." Enterprise giggled. "The only thing better than watching this would be seeing the look on Bull's face."

"That poor kid."

"Hey, it's entertaining. And it gets her off the backs of the Japanese Admirality. Wait... is she... she's taking pictures! Oh, my God! Bwah-hahahaha! Jesus Christ, I can b-barely brea-breathe!"

"Well, he'll be a fresh coat of paint on her before long.", O'Bannon chimed in.

"Well, she'll go three times faster at least. A true 'fast battleship'".
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Lucky for me, Lois (aka Louisiana) is more snarky than hyperactive.
 
So is this just disjointed snips that interact with each other as a story or one flowing story tied together with snips? Sadly, no waifu for me and my writing isn't that interesting.:V

Forge ahead though, I'm enjoying everything so far!
 
Jaberwocky ADM said:
So is this just disjointed snips that interact with each other as a story or one flowing story tied together with snips? Sadly, no waifu for me and my writing isn't that interesting.:V

Forge ahead though, I'm enjoying everything so far!
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As far as I know, it's just random snippets. Not much continuity.
 
Little of column A, a little of column B. There might be a bit more continuity if the individual snips were longer.

Also, I have started another one, and I'm borrowing Trantos1_0 in it and teaming him up with Tenryuu during the game fight. Speak now or forever hold your peace until I get it out.

Finally, Jimbo is down. I repeat, Jimbo is down. Konguo must use mouth to mouth in order to resuscitate him instead of just sloppily kissing him.

Now this coat of paint O'Bannon mentioned, is it for one of her internal systems or an external coat of paint? ;)
 
U.N.Spacy000 said:
Little of column A, a little of column B. There might be a bit more continuity if the individual snips were longer.

Also, I have started another one, and I'm borrowing Trantos1_0 in it and teaming him up with Tenryuu during the game fight. Speak now or forever hold your peace until I get it out.

Finally, Jimbo is down. I repeat, Jimbo is down. Konguo must use mouth to mouth in order to resuscitate him instead of just sloppily kissing him.

Now this coat of paint O'Bannon mentioned, is it for one of her internal systems or an external coat of paint? ;)
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Eh, I was gonna wait for Winter to complete the snips, but I could rush it out if you want?
Nah man, he's just putting some polish in them ere' deck halls.
 
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