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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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November 18, 2022

Mackinaw, Michigan

Running a fledgling video game company is hard. Especially when two of your best employees and friends are constantly at each other's throats about something that happened 6 years ago. And with the final release of our first game coming out soon, I needed to relax and unwind. So why not play some World of Warships? Nothing could possibly go wrong, right? As soon as I launched the game and logged in, I got a call on Skype from my long tim-... Wait, Ghost_Boat wasn't the one calling me, it was Haku, the ultimate carrier player. I, reluctantly, hit the accept call button.

"Hey Haku, you want to div up?"

"Yeah. In a bit though, I want to show you something."

"Okay?"

"Check Skype."

I did as she requested and, wait, what the actual fuck. Is that ENTERPRISE giving me that shit-eating grin?!

"You're Enterprise."

She only grinned wider.

"You're THE Enterprise."

She grinned even wider and nodded.

"Oh, what the fuck."

"Darn it, I was hoping you would freak out. Looks like I owe Dakota 50 bucks."

"I thought you all died at the end of the war!"

"That? That was all staged."

"Wat."

I was genuinely confused. At the end of the Abyssal war, all of the Kanmusu died in either the final battle of the war, or the nuclear explosion that destroyed the last Abyssal stronghold.

"We staged that whole thing, none of us died."

"And you're telling me this why?"

"Because I believe we can trust you."

"I can keep a secret."

"Good, because a certain 'Lois Smith' wants to talk to you, so I'm gonna hang up, K?"

She didn't even wait for a reply, and hung up. Lois was a long time friend of mine on World of Warships. She goes by the name Ghost_Boat in-game, and we had been close division-mates for the last 3 years.
...
I'll finish this up later, got some stuff to work on.
 
Eh closest thing I have to a waifu ship wise is this one:

Aaaaand she didn't even exist er...existed in that form. rather it was this.

Lexington!

Should I just try to make a snip?
 
I like this one better.




Someone gave it to us on the Kant-O-Celle quest game.

But yes, Lady Lex is stacked with all the right curves in all the right places.
 
I HAVE RETURNED FROM SHANGRI-LA



could someone kindly give me a sitrep?
 
So we take out the IJN Ishikari to pop her 'Alphonse does Impossible Things' cherry. [RETCON - Winter is not captaining his Des Moines, he's captaining his Senjo. You know how this will go down.]

--

"Al, look."

"Holy... Well now, isn't this a little too late?"

"Commence Operation: SNAPDRAGON?"

"Yup." The blonde beside me gave me an all too feral smile as she gunned her warship towards the enemy lines.

I grinned. These were moments I lived for. I adjusted my headset, and smiled as I saw Yvonne give me a thumbs-up from her webcam. "Let's give it to em, eh, Yvonne?"

"Let's go. Do your thing, Admiral Schmitt."

Alrighty then. Here we go. I cracked my knuckles before keying into the FOG Division chat, signalling the start of the Battle for the Northern Sea. "This is Admiral Alphonse Schmitt. All hands, action stations, action stations, set condition one throughout the ship. This is not a drill, repeat, this is not a drill. Action stations..."

--

It was hell. Utter and complete hell contained in a one-hundred by one-hundred kilometre box. As soon as the timer counted down to zero, we pushed forward, Erika and I, towards the enemy lines. I was in my ever trusty Senjo-class battlecruiser -- IJN Ishikari --, and Erika was in her H44-class battleship KM Bismarck. While the Senjo-class had slower firing guns than my USS Dallas (Des Moines-class) or my USS Ben Sisko's Motherfucking Pimp Hand (Gearing-class), what she made up for a lack of DPS was sheer armour and devastating high-penetration, high-velocity 203 mm guns. And she had twelve of them.

To put in perspective, the Senjo's armour layout is comparable to a Kongou-class battleship.

Spaced armour around the citadels, thick armour everywhere else, powerful torpedoes (The fastest in the game!), the Senjo was the ultimate expression of the Japanese Heavy Cruiser doctrine. A lightning bruiser, through and through. I even citadeled battleships in her.

Why I never take Senjo out for more battles is a true mystery to me. Her captain, Admiral Chihaya Gunzou, has all the captain skills. His warship is pimped out in gun-scattering camouflage. All of the flags in the game flutter on his warship, and I put on more modernizations than was ever put on any Japanese warship.

... Maybe I should rename her to Defiant or something.

We pushed towards the south, raining fire on the opposing ships. I bounced a couple of return shots from a bunch of destroyers, before quickly sending them to the depths of the seas with multiple shots from my secondaries and 203s loaded with HE-NAP.

Winterpwner [ANZIO] has achieved 'First Blood'!
Winterpwner [ANZIO] has achieved 'Devastating Strike'!
Winterpwner [ANZIO] has achieved 'Devastating Strike'!
Winterpwner [ANZIO] has achieved 'Double Strike'!
Winterpwner [ANZIO] (Senjo) : The Ishikari has arrived.
SammehBee [FOG] (Gearing) : GO WINTER GO!
Icedbismarck [ANZIO] (H44) : Go get him, hun!
Fog_Carrier_Hakuryuu [FOG] (Midway) : Make way, the Admiral of the Seas is coming through!
Fog_Flagship_Yamato [FOG] (Yamato) : Come on, let's sally forth, team! Giving you fire support, Admiral!
Fog_Carrier_Zuikaku [FOG] (Hakuryuu) : Giving you fire support, Winter! Go, go, go!

I grinned. The First United Nations Fleet was underway, guns blazing, tearing through the opposing fleet like it was nothing at all. Even though I was only communicating with my fiancee and my best friend, the fifteen members of my team proceeded to rip and tear, shredding the opposing team like they were facing an army of Tyrannids.

And we were the Tyrannids.

Winter was coming.

And nothing could stop us.
 
Greek Fire said:
November 18, 2022

Mackinaw, Michigan

Running a fledgling video game company is hard. Especially when two of your best employees and friends are constantly at each other's throats about something that happened 6 years ago. And with the final release of our first game coming out soon, I needed to relax and unwind. So why not play some World of Warships? Nothing could possibly go wrong, right? As soon as I launched the game and logged in, I got a call on Skype from my long tim-... Wait, Ghost_Boat wasn't the one calling me, it was Haku, the ultimate carrier player. I, reluctantly, hit the accept call button.

"Hey Haku, you want to div up?"

"Yeah. In a bit though, I want to show you something."

"Okay?"

"Check Skype."

I did as she requested and, wait, what the actual fuck. Is that ENTERPRISE giving me that shit-eating grin?!

"You're Enterprise."

She only grinned wider.

"You're THE Enterprise."

She grinned even wider and nodded.

"Oh, what the fuck."

"Darn it, I was hoping you would freak out. Looks like I owe Dakota 50 bucks."

"I thought you all died at the end of the war!"

"That? That was all staged."

"Wat."

I was genuinely confused. At the end of the Abyssal war, all of the Kanmusu died in either the final battle of the war, or the nuclear explosion that destroyed the last Abyssal stronghold.

"We staged that whole thing, none of us died."

"And you're telling me this why?"

"Because I believe we can trust you."

"I can keep a secret."

"Good, because a certain 'Lois Smith' wants to talk to you, so I'm gonna hang up, K?"

She didn't even wait for a reply, and hung up. Lois was a long time friend of mine on World of Warships. She goes by the name Ghost_Boat in-game, and we had been close division-mates for the last 3 years.
...
I'll finish this up later, got some stuff to work on.
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...

Going to continue from where I left off.

...

I couldn't believe it. The people who I had been playing World of Warships with for the last 3 years were actually real Kanmusu. People that the whole world thought were dead. I sat there in front of my computer holding my head in my hands. I heard the Skype call ring tone, but I tuned it for a few minutes, even when it automatically rejected the call because I didn't answer it. What was I supposed to do? Part of me wanted to cut all ties with them because I was afraid I would ruin their new lives through a stupid mistake. The other part of me wanted to answer the call and demand answers. But there was another little part of me that wanted to hear Lois out, and figure out what to do next. I chose to answer, and hear her out.

"Hey" She said.

"I- uh, buh."

DAMN. I don't think I have ever seen such a beautiful woman. I'd seen pictures of Yamato as well, but Lois was on another level. I didn't know how to describe her, other than that she was perfect. I was roused from my thoughts when Enterprise stuck her head in front of the web cam and gave me another one of those shit-eating grins.

"You gonna say hi to the girl who has been crushing on you for the last 3 years?"

"ENTERPRISE!" Lois shouted as she turned red as a tomato.

Enterprise giggled as she retreated from view, and into another room.

"So."

"So, who are you really?" I asked.

She took a deep breath before replying.

"My real name is BB-71 USS Louisiana."

"You mean the shipgirl that was keep a closely guarded secret for most the Abyssal war?"

"Y-yeah..."

"I... Wow."

"So, t-there's also s-something else you should kn-know."

"What's that?"

She looked around nervously.

"Enterprise bought me a plane ticket to Indianapolis."

"Lois, I live in Michigan now. Why did she book your flight to Indy?"

"I don't know, she just gave these to me this morning."

"When does your flight leave?"

Her eyes went wide as she pulled out the ticket and read the date and time.

"Tomorrow morning..."

"Shit, looks like I'm going to have go pick you up then..."

"I guess..."

"She you there I suppose..."

...

AND SO, GREEK FIRE'S WAIFU-QUEST BEGINS!
 
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