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[ERROR] No.18194668 [Reply] [Original] [4plebs] [archived.moe]

Sean's plan is sensible and offers your best chance of survival, so naturally you consider several more interesting solutions, like surfing the wingless fuselage of your burning, fuel-filled bomber to the ground, or somehow signalling the Witches to pick you up, preferably with your face in their bosom.

"... fine," you say at last. "We'll jump."

Sean grins. "Hey, did the pilot just-"

Something explodes in the burning Douglass.

"NOPE!" Sean exclaims, leaping to his feet. He sprints like a mad bastard over the precariously tilting deck, hauling ass for the aftercastle of the ship.

"HEY!" you shout, and belatedly stagger after him. Ian keeps behind you, stopping every so often and sending a polite little carbine "Pop!" downrange behind him.

Ahead of you, Sean reaches an access door in the ship's aftercastle. He thrusts his revolver into his shoulder holster, and from his waist he draws his broadsword with a flourish.

The hatch in front of him swings open, and Sean finds himself staring a Martian in the face.

>> No.18194674

>>18191696
>Lest we forget what the Martians look like.

>> No.18194686

>>18194668
TIME TO SERVE DICED ALIUM

>> No.18194689

>>18194674
kill it.
kill it with fire

>> No.18194691

ZANGETSU SWORD

>> No.18194695

>>18194668
....well? What is he waiting for? Fucker's got a broadsword, doesn't he?

>> No.18194697

>>18194668
Lets kill em dead

>> No.18194700

>>18194668
>Seans face when

>> No.18194706

Ian, if you please.

>> No.18194711

Stab stab stab

>> No.18194720

>Martian with a face
lets see how long that lasts

>> No.18194724

Also, guuuuuys~

I've just realized what Minna did and why she was so reluctant.

SHE DONE MADE A PACTIO.

>> No.18194726

SEAN, STAB
IAN, SHOOT
MC, TROLL IT SOMEHOW

>> No.18194727

WHO WANTS CALAMARI

>> No.18194731

THIS SHIP IS TAINTED


PURIFY IT

>> No.18194734

>>18194724
explain, dammit

>> No.18194735

>>18194668
Fuck yes! It's boardin' time, gents!

>> No.18194740

>>18194724
No PF explained already it was just a transfer of magics to wake our tired ass up.

>> No.18194742

>>18194668
Thank god. We picked the sane option.

>> No.18194750

>>18194726
gotta play to our individual strengths here after all

>> No.18194752

>>18194668
PURGE AND CLEANSE. PURGE AND CLEANSE. IN THE EMPORER'S NAME.

>> No.18194753

PURGE!

>> No.18194758

>>18194668
I think we'll need to get cutlasses after this, like proper pirates.

>> No.18194759

>>18194724
She recharged the MC and she was reluctant because she's sure we're going to die if we keep throwing ourself into shit like this.

That's all there is to it.

>> No.18194763

>>18194674
Serve him a piece of your hot lead. Wait, not a piece. A dozen

>> No.18194764

>>18194668

Time to show the power of warlockery and GTFO

>> No.18194768

Planefag, hey planefag!

I picked this thread up on the recommendation of the boyfriend, and I'm really glad I did! I heard you were aiming for the same sort of 'devil may care' bullshit as Maid Quest, and you really hit it head on. Thanks for an awful lot of laughs!

>> No.18194772

>>18194740
>>18194759
See, you're making sense. We can't have that.

>> No.18194773

>>18194742
But Sean is a idiot, so we go forward.

Ahh well.

>> No.18194774

>>18194668
Its time to start to kill some motherfucking xenos. And escape the crashing planething. And survive. And get laid. And not give a fuck while we're doing all of this.

>> No.18194783

So I was an idiot and saved only the flattened version of the logo file originally, had to redraw it. Need more ghosty effects or no?

>> No.18194784

Purge the xeno!

>> No.18194785

Is it time to Loot and Kill?

>> No.18194801

>>18194726
YES!

>> No.18194805

>>18194758
No reason Sean has to be the only one, after all.

>> No.18194807

>>18194785
in that order?
and where is the rum?!

>> No.18194808

>>18194783
It still needs something...

>> No.18194816

>>18194785
Loot a plane? YES, YES IT IS!

>> No.18194817

>>18194674
Are all the fuckers this smug looking?

>> No.18194818

>>18194724

Elaborate on what a pactio (pact?) is please.

>> No.18194819

I hate you Sean.

Go in metal slug style. BULLET STORM.

>> No.18194820

MC, LOAD ONE-LINERS

ALIUM, 3 O'Clock

FIRE!

>> No.18194825

>>18194808
It's fine.

>> No.18194829

>>18194808fuck you

>> No.18194830

>>18194783
Looks pretty good.

>>18194808
Fuck no, and fuck you.

>> No.18194833

>>18194808
You're right! Kill counters!

>> No.18194834

>>18194818
Read Negima.

>> No.18194836

BTW planefag. I'm not going to question how a great lakes ore freighter from TEH FUTURE was made to fly and somehow stolen from Canada and taken all the way to Britain.

What I'm wondering is what makes the Edmund so famous in this universe that people (pilots in particular) would recognize it on sight.

>> No.18194841

Oh, and we should get our hands on a gas-mask for all of us in case of an emergency like this happens again. Also, we might want to get our hands on a machete or trench knife.

>> No.18194846

>>18194833
Kill counters go under the cockpit, not on the logo. We get enough and maybe I'll make a connect-the-dots Widow out of them.

>> No.18194847

>>18194674
The Martians are kinda cute. :3

>> No.18194850

>>18194836
MC's dad helped make it
*coughcough*

>> No.18194851

>>18194783

nice! that looks much better now, enough ghostly stuff is enough though.

>> No.18194852

>>18194668
DID WE AT LEAST BRING THE STUNRODS?

>> No.18194863

>>18194847
Choose your next words with EXTREME care

>> No.18194864

From last thread.

What's the status on the Warlock? Does it even exist in this world?

>> No.18194865

>>18194836
they read in the papers about how aliens from the past came and stole it. thats a pretty notable event, no?

>> No.18194868

Martian and Man stare at each other for a long, awkward second.

The Martian reaches out with one dainty tentacle, and gently swings the door shut again.

Sean turns and looks at you and Ian over his shoulder. He blinks.

He shakes his head. "This way!" He fairly flies up a ladder next to the door, and swings onto a narrow walkway about ten feet up the aftercastle, where there's another door. He opens this one and vanishes inside. You and Ian follow, hauling ass before the Martians behind you get lucky with their smoke-obscured marksmanship.

The interior of the Fitzgerald is all narrow corridors and high doorsills. Your crew clambers through the twisted, narrow hallways of the ship. Sean rounds a corner and runs right into a Martian, bouncing off its rubbery hide.

The Martian's bulbous eyes lock onto Sean. It's wearing the webby green combat-armor favored by the Martian infantry, and all sorts of horrible and wicked weapons dangle from its "vest." It rises as high as it can in the narrow corridor, a horrible psionic sibilance slithering into your minds, a vile, invasive battle-cry.

"FUCK YOU!" Sean screams, and slams his fist into the Martian's face - the fist enclosed by the basket-hilt of his sword. The Highlanders made 'em sturdy, because the Martian flies backwards like a paper lantern swatted by a baseball bat, crumpling limply to the deck.

"I take it back," Sean says to you. He grins, and by the dim flickering lamps of the ship's emergency lights, his haggard grin is fearsome to behold. "Thanks for flying us closer. I really, really, REALLY wanted to hit them with my sword."

>> No.18194872

>>18194841
Gas mask doesn't do shit for the black smoke

>> No.18194874

>>18194818
Bullshit Anime Thing. Basically magic marriage.

>> No.18194875

>>18194833
We need to add the dreadnaught and the EF someplace.

>> No.18194880

>>18194868
Well played, Planefag.
Well played.

>> No.18194884

>>18194865
Is that from the alternate timeline doc? If so cool. I haven't read that yet, I'm going to wait for the complete version.

>> No.18194889

>>18194868
The Martian didn't even want to fight. ;_;

Ah, screw it. BULLET STORM

>> No.18194890

>>18194829
>>18194830
You guy need to learn to control your mouths.

>> No.18194895

>>18194868
>The Martian reaches out with one dainty tentacle, and gently swings the door shut again.

I love this mental image

>> No.18194904

>>18194868
>hit them with my sword

>> No.18194905

>>18194868
>welcome_to_earth.jpg
>not welcome_to_earf.jpg

>> No.18194907

We need to get Yoshika to change her puppy emblem to the panties-on-head witch thing in this.

>> No.18194911

>>18194863
I die a /c/itizen, I die maintaining that the Martians are cute, and with my dying breath I curse the least cute Witch.

Erica.

>> No.18194912

>>18194890
but my epenis is bigger!

>> No.18194913

>>18194868

>Everything in this post
>It be GLORIOUS

Love you PF

>> No.18194915

>>18194783
Definitely better, but I still dunno. Side view maybe? With a ghost tail?

>> No.18194917

>>18194868
I really, really, REALLY wanted to hit them with my sword.

>> No.18194919

>>18194884
I think it's just pf being a bit silly.

>> No.18194922

>>18194872
Fuck. We should still get our hands on a trench-knife
>>18194868
>"Thanks for flying us closer. I really, really, REALLY wanted to hit them with my sword."
I see what you did there. Snark back at the bastard.

>> No.18194924

>The Martian reaches out with one dainty tentacle, and gently swings the door shut again.

>> No.18194926

>>18194868
>The Martian reaches out with one dainty tentacle, and gently swings the door shut again.
Well, huh. If this martian bro survives, I vote we buy him... er, her... well, IT a beer.

>> No.18194935

>>18194868

>> No.18194936

>>18194907
Trude version because I'm equal opportunity, also DAT BULGE

>> No.18194944

>>18194922
We need a cutlass, like >>18194758 said.

>> No.18194948

>>18194911

>> No.18194950

>"Thanks for flying us closer. I really, really, REALLY wanted to hit them with my sword."
SHUT UP SEANYA

>> No.18194955

>>18194890
i know right theres so many fucking kids around and we dont want the little bastards to pick up any fucking shit... i mean god damn shitfuckbadgercunts

>> No.18194956

>>18194912
Now I want him to put Minna on our plane just screw with you.

>> No.18194961

>>18194926
Martian defector?

>> No.18194964

>>18194936
nice balls, witch-chan~

>> No.18194967

alt uiforms!

>> No.18194968

>>18194868
Did...

Did that martian just NOPE?

>> No.18194970

>>18194961
squadron mascot?

>> No.18194979

>>18194865
But they would have read that in the future, so they can't have read it now.

Unless the aliums had filled the Edmund Fitzgerald with newspapers about its theft before jumping back.

...this was the work of the dreaded Martian raider Khar'mn Sn'dyeygo, wasn't it.

>> No.18194980

>>18194911

>> No.18194981

>The Martian reaches out with one dainty tentacle, and gently swings the door shut again.

>Martians face when

>> No.18194982

>>18194868

YES.

>> No.18194986

Loot the Martian

Apparently the proper name for them is Reprca, and they are sinners.

>> No.18194988

>>18194956
wasn't part of original dickwaving, was just poking fun at the interwebtubes tuff guys. 'sides, i don't think MC deserves Minna

>> No.18194995

>>18194961
He just wants to go home. Back to his sweet old Ma and Pa farming Space Potatoes on Mars. He didn't want to be drafted and sent to Space Vietnam.

>> No.18194998 [DELETED] 

>>18194868
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dl-pr5iqKb4#0m15s

alium face when

>> No.18195001

>>18194907
The shadow of the shadow Yoshika thing has only one ear.

>> No.18195003

>>18194968
You would too if you opened your door and saw FUCKING SEAN bearing down.

>> No.18195005

>>18194955
>>18194668
This is why I hate trudefags. Absolutely no class.

>> No.18195007

>>18194961
More like that one mook in every action film who realizes that he's boned, and just can't be bothered to give a fuck anymore.

>> No.18195009

>>18194981
>Hey dude, I'm doing a number 2 right here. Wait for your time

>> No.18195011

>>18194968
he did indeed

MEANWHILE, ON MARS-CHAn
>Going about my duties
>Action Stations
>Aw_Fuck.jpeg
>Battle, we get hid badly
>head up to deck for damage control
>door opens
>human standing there with a huge FUCK OFF metal stick
>We look at each other for a bit
>NOPE.jpeg
>close door, hide in corner

>> No.18195015

>>18195005
I know, Planefag's such a crass wanker.

>> No.18195017 [DELETED] 

>>18195001

>> No.18195021

>>18194865
but the past that the fitzgerald was stolen in is still the future, assuming this is on the ww2 timeline.

Hell, i'm pretty sure the fitzgerald wasn't even commisioned until the 1950's or 60's.

>> No.18195024

>The Martian reaches out with one dainty tentacle, and gently swings the door shut again.

>> No.18195034

>>18195015
I thought Planefag was shipping Mina?

>> No.18195036

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dl-pr5iqKb4#t=0m15s
Alium face when

>> No.18195037

>>18195021
See >>18194979

>> No.18195043

>>18194911

>Hartmann
>least cute

>> No.18195044

>>18195034
Ask >>18195005
he's the one who quoted him.

>> No.18195052

>>18194907
>>18194936
>>18194967
Yoshika lets everyone into her pants.

What a slut.

>> No.18195053

>>18195011
This is what we are missing. The other side of this war. I kinda hope brolien survives, if just so that he can NOPE.jpg again.

>> No.18195054

>>18195005
hey man thats not cool planefag cant help it

>> No.18195058

>>18195011
Needs some spaghetti.

>> No.18195060

>>18194926
YES!

>> No.18195063

>>18195034
He was, but then last thread someone posted this >>18192144 and he changed his mind.

>> No.18195064

>>18195052
Incorrect. Everyone lets Yoshika into THEIR pants.

>> No.18195065

>>18195058
they are made out of spaghetti though

>> No.18195066

>>18195044
>>18195034
I have no idea how that quote got in there. Please disregard it.

>> No.18195069

>>18195053
I'm half expecting him to burst out of the door in, say, three posts or so, heavy ordnance in his tentacles and screaming in some thick accent.

>> No.18195074

>>18195005
>trudefags

nope. just us.

and yeah, this shit is basically a lost cause but goddamnit. even the widow? what happened to having class in victory?

chew on the miserable wretchs tongue if you gotta but leave the plane alone.

>> No.18195075

>>18195052
She lets them into her pants so that she can steal her pants.

Equivalent Exchange, witch.

>> No.18195083

>>18195052
That's our little sister and pilot in training, jackass.

She gets into everythings pants, not the other way around.

>> No.18195085

>>18195063
>impliying he wasn't trolling

>> No.18195086

>>18195069
>screaming in some thick accent

Russian, most likely.

>> No.18195088

>>18195063
You just keep thinking that...

>> No.18195090

>>18195058

Spaghetti, eh?

>> No.18195093

>>18195074
Have faith, brother! We will never surrender!

>> No.18195099

>>18195086
Fucking Marstongue.

>> No.18195101

>>18195052

sure is.

>> No.18195102

What about Christel?

>rc: hnourt Untertau.

>> No.18195113

>>18195011

I like to think we just ran into a hungover martian.

>Totally stole a ship from the future, time to get blackout drunk.
>...
>Wake up to huge explosion. What the fuck?
>Fuck, why are they shooting things?
>Augh my fucking head.
>Wait, is that a human?
>Fuckit, I'm going back to sleep.
>imtoohungoverforthis.jpg

>

>> No.18195117

>>18195085
>>18195088
GTFO, Minnafags

>> No.18195130

>>18195117
>sigh

>> No.18195133

How we're walking away from this

>> No.18195143

>>18195117
Shit like this is killing these threads for me.

>> No.18195145

Really quick, does anyone have screencaps of the thread yesterday?
Namely the 'motherfucking chesterfields' and the posts before it.

>> No.18195149

>>18195117
We used to be able to talk about this in a polite manner. What happened?

>> No.18195154

>>18195143
This. The waifu shit is really getting out of hand.

>> No.18195158

>>18195149
Hormones

>> No.18195163

>>18195145
go to the suptg archive

>> No.18195166

>>18195149
/a/

>> No.18195171

>>18195149
We've never been able to do that.

>> No.18195172

>>18195149
A pair of new trudefags showed up from /a/ pissed that their waifu wasn't picked.

>> No.18195173

>>18195145
Just look at the archived thread.
>>18195154
Yeah...leave it for the discussion thread if you must argue over it. Or a wat do that it is relevant for.

>> No.18195179

>>18195145
Sup/tg/ has archives, I just got finished catching up.

Sure is waifu in here. What happened to giving no fucks and the art of the B-B-B-BOUNCE? If we don't achieve harem-ending (widow included) then we are doing something wrong.

>> No.18195180

>>18195166
We were cool for the first few threads, but you may be right.

>> No.18195185

>>18195093

im prepared to. took a couple posts to a couple hundred posts over this and thy just couldn't be dissuaded. and it was ruining everything. id rather have a quest with a crap heroine then a shitpile of raging.

but the /plane/? its to damn much.

>> No.18195187

I hope this martian becomes a recurring character.

>Raid alien base
>kick door open, martian sitting on the can
>Awkward silennce
>martian closes door

>Aliens raiding our base
>alium bursts through door
>sees us
>awkward silence
>steps back out, quietly closes door

>> No.18195188

>>18195172
>>18195166
>>18195158
You're all fags. Now, could you be fags in the privacy of your own heads so the rest of us can enjoy the airplanes?

>> No.18195189

>>18195117
ladies ladies dont get your panties in a bunch we can have them both

>brother isovermen
no captch its never over

>> No.18195195

>and then MC marries his childhood sweetheart back home

The end

>> No.18195200

I successfully ignored this quest right up until you brought that boat into this.

I never fucking thought I'd see the day the Fitzgerald made an appearance on /tg/. If someone beat me to posting this, apologies, but it's obligatory.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vST6hVRj2A

>> No.18195209

>>18195034
Actually, I'm pretty sure his OTP is planefag/our delicious tears.

>> No.18195211

>>18195195
Come to think of it, we did have a recently-ex-girlfriend back at Eastchurch.

Honestly, the idea of encountering a non-magic female is quite appealing.

>> No.18195212

>>18195179
Started off as cool guys and waifu fights.

The waifu fights drove the cool guys away, so now we're left with this.

It happens.

>> No.18195218

>>18195195
Who is Martianbro.

>> No.18195220

>>18195189

>> No.18195221

>>18195189
There's a fair bit of Minna/Trude art.

Not as much as Sakabroto/Minna, though, but then again you have this.

>> No.18195223

>>18195189
>helma

I don't have a reaction image but just so you know that's sad.

>> No.18195230

>>18195195
>>18195211
God yes. After all the crap he's been through with these fucking witches, do you really think MC's gonna want anything to do with them after the war?

>> No.18195231

>>18195212
Recurring /k/ommando here, I only post after the >WAT DOs and try to ignore the rest of the shit.

>> No.18195233

>>18195221
Holy shit. How did that happen?

>> No.18195235

how come every night the first thread is great but the second thread is a warzone?

this patten is getting consistent.

>> No.18195240

>>18195233
Alcohol.

>> No.18195241

>>18195195
>watch, his childhood sweetheart is minna, because he was adopted froma German Orphange in between wars.
>how's that for a plot twist? is it worthy of M. Knight shamalan?

>> No.18195242

You and your comrades manage to cannonball through the Fitzgerald's interior without further incident, and presently emerge on a rear observation deck of sorts.

"Fuck," Ian says, looking at the thick windows enclosing what appears to be a small crew lounge of some sort. "Those are meant to hold out huge waves on the Great Lakes. We're not-"

You point your Thompson and hose the windows with an entire magazine. Then you try to pick up a chair to smash them out. It's bolted to the floor.

"You have to use some subtlety," Sean informs you, and smashes out a section of shot-up sea glass with his blade. He cleans out the edges of the frame with his blade, and makes a polite "you first" gesture.

"I don't know..." you say hesitantly.

Sean raises an eyebrow.

"I mean we're in the heart of the enemy stronghold!" you say. "I kind of expected..."

"Oh, do tell," Sean says, stroking his chin dramatically. "What DID you expect to find in a flying ore freighter infested with homicidal green tentacle monsters from the Planet Mars?"

"Uh... Chris Barkhorn?" you muse. "Like, in a telekenetic dome or something, or wired into the ship and flying it, or YEARGH!" Sean seizes you by the front of your jacket and slings you bodily out of the ship.

Asshole.

>> No.18195247

>>18195221
It looks like Sakamoto's trying to chew Minna's lips off.

>> No.18195248

>>18195212
More like "Never talk to anyone"guys and "It's called Strike Witches Quest so there should be Strike Witches" guys.

>> No.18195249

>>18195212
cool guys are currently waiting for more chances to do something cool. waifu fights are a way to pass the time in between opportunities for AWESOME.

>> No.18195251

>>18195233

alcohol.

>> No.18195254

>>18195233
Sakamoto got dumped in an huge ancient urn full of wine. That was a weird episode. Perrine was a pirate and Sakamoto reenacted a one man version of the Hangover.

>> No.18195265

>>18195242
Sean, I love you so.

>> No.18195268

>>18195242
Thank god for Sean

>> No.18195269

>>18195242
>Tosses us out

Start screaming, activate 'chute, pray

>> No.18195270

>>18195242
And now we leap. FOR GLORY.

>> No.18195272

>>18195242
Oh, Sean.

Also, STILL WORRIED ABOUT TRUDE

>> No.18195273

>>18195242

NOW WE OWE SEAN 2

>> No.18195275

>>18195242
This should end well

>> No.18195276

>>18195249
"Cool guys" are really Minna haters. They view her as a threat to their NGAF attitude.

>> No.18195283

>>18195272
She'll be fine. Trust in your comrades if you want them to trust in you.

>> No.18195284

>>18195248
Right. Cool guys and waifufaggots.

>> No.18195286

>>18195242
BLOW THE WHISTLE WHILE WE FALL. Everytime we blow it, something happens

>> No.18195292

>>18195272
She can punch shit dead even better than Sean, she'll be fine.

>> No.18195293

THREESOMES OR BUST

>> No.18195305

>>18195286
>Loudly alert the aliens to exactly where we are
>SOMETHING ALWAYS HAPPENS WHEN WE BLOW IT

>> No.18195306

>>18195242
Aww, no plane hijacking, or Chris Saving? Oh well.

>> No.18195309

>>18195284
I prefer FOREVERALONE guys and waifufaggots.

>> No.18195310

>>18195242
Start singing this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWgsdexkv18

>> No.18195314

>>18195242
And now we begin landing procedures on the USS Softness.

Let's just hope it's Kathy who catches us, I don't want to think of what would happen if it was Trude or Minna.

>> No.18195315

>>18195242
here's hoping we're the descendant of othar tryggvassen, gentleman adventurer

>> No.18195317

>>18195242

'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHUTE'CHU
TE'CHUTE!!!!!

>> No.18195318

>>18195242
There will be snap rolls for this Sean, all the fucking snap rolls!

>> No.18195323

>>18195242
>out of the ship
I'm a bit confused about the layout of our surroundings right now. Are we leaping out the back? We still can't safely jump.

>> No.18195338

>>18195323

Too bad. Sean just threw us off the ass end of the ship.

>> No.18195346

>>18195323
>We still can't safely jump.

TOO LATE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ONE SPORT

>> No.18195347

>>18195306
We don't even know where chris is. Assuming he is even here.

>which ripmage
I don't know captcha, which ripmage are we after? And can they help us here?

>> No.18195353

>>18195200

I'm just waiting for the Bismarck to make an appearance.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cs_es5DR8U

>> No.18195356

>>18195347
>he

she

>> No.18195358

>>18195233
http://youtu.be/npLK-7Bhsks

Holy shit, Sakabroto is that fucking nuts.

>> No.18195361

>>18195242

You yank your ripcord the second you feel air whistling around your freefalling ass. You're only a few hundred feet up, which is barely enough room for a safe parachute jump from a slow-moving vehicle. The 'chute billows and flaps and WHUMPHS into a successful opening. You look up into the taught canopy with satisfaction, and heave a sigh of relief.

Then you slam into the goddamn ground.

You lie there, stunned, as your 'chute gently flutters down atop you. A minute later, you hear somebody swear right before they WHUMP into the ground themselves.

Getting your wits about you, you wisely thrash and wrestle your way out of the fucking parachute. In the distance you see the Edmund Fitzgerald slam to earth, the massive steel bow crumpling as it digs into the earth in a long, shuddering, skidding impact. The entire stern of the vessel seems to be on fire, and somewhere around where the shafts used to be, the steel is slagging, glowing white-hot with heat.

And then the Martians begin to emerge.

>> No.18195368

>>18195361
Time to engage then.

>> No.18195369

>>18195233
In the show, she can't hold her liquor for shit. She got a jug of wine dropped on her, and she instantly drunked the fuck up.

>> No.18195373

>>18195361

Kill em

KILL'EM ALL

>> No.18195377

>>18195361
1) Why did the FAEBs not kill everyone inside?
2) Why did Chuck never hit the freighter?
3) Did nobody see us land?

>> No.18195382

>>18195310
THIS

>> No.18195384

>>18195361
FIND WAIST-HIGH COVER NOW

>> No.18195385

>>18195361
NOOOOOPE
RUN AWAY

>> No.18195390

>>18195361

Fuck

>> No.18195395

>>18195361
"You mad?"

>> No.18195403

>>18195361
Regroup and take cover. WHERE THE FUCK IS CHUCK?!

>> No.18195406

>>18195361
FIND CONVIENTLY PLACED WAIST HIGH COVER, THEN DISREGARD IT AND FIND A CHAINSAW

>> No.18195408

>>18195361
"Minna! A little help here?!"

>> No.18195413

>>18195361
Start shooting, I gues.

>> No.18195417

>>18195361
We paratrooper now

>> No.18195419

>>18195361
WE ADVANCE...
IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION

No really, shoot while backing off, we do NOT want to dive into the middle of that if we can help it. Not unless backup arrives or a vehicle of mass destruction falls into our lap.

>> No.18195420

>>18195347
she, is short for Christiane Barkhor, trudes sis (and Gerd's waifu IRL)

>> No.18195428

>>18195361
>inb4 SAS reinforcements

>> No.18195429

>>18195361
Take cover, open fire, hope someone has some bombs left.

>> No.18195431

>>18195361
Get our comrades to start strafing the ground.

>> No.18195433

>>18195361
>A minute later, you hear somebody swear right before they WHUMP into the ground themselves.
Only... only one other WHUMP?

But we have two crew!

>> No.18195434

>>18195361
Give us a fucking break, this is groundpounder territory now.

>> No.18195435

>>18195361
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute,
Intestines were a'dangling from his Paratrooper suit,
He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots,
And he ain't gonna jump no more

Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
And he ain't gonna jump no more!

>> No.18195438

>>18195406
Then do we attach the chainsaw to our Chicago Typewriter and turn this into a manly grunting simulator on the Xbox?

>> No.18195439

[x] make like a tree and leave

>> No.18195442

>>18195368
DO WE HAVE WINGS AND A PROPELLER? NO? THEN WE DO NOT 'ENGAGE', LIEUTENANT COLONEL GEORGE ARMSTRONG CUSTER!

>> No.18195443

INB4 GROUND REINFORCEMENTS

>> No.18195446

>>18195361
Check our gun, find cover, begin firing on the Martians until both Ian and Sean are up.

>> No.18195447

>>18195310
>>18195368
These.

>> No.18195449

Cue the patton girls?

>> No.18195453

>>18195200
Posted it in the last thread, we need it in both.

>> No.18195454

>>18195433
Ian probably jumped out last because he's a pansy. He'll be falling on Seans head any minute now.

>> No.18195457

2nd Armoured! Where are you?

>> No.18195462

>>18195447
At least it's appropriately showy

>> No.18195463

Do we still have the SMG? If not, locate bros and bug the fuck out of here. Wounded pilots make mediocre paratroopers.

>> No.18195466

"Ian ... don't miss."

>> No.18195475

>>18195443
This guy beat you to it, >>18195428

>> No.18195478

>>18195361
RUN

>> No.18195481

>>18195454
Or he didn't jump...

>> No.18195485

Inb4 tanks and ground witches

>> No.18195487

And suddenly it all makes sense. This is why Planefag had us choose someone for ground.

>> No.18195488

climb a tree and hide.

GROUND BOUNCE

>> No.18195491

>>18195457
Arnhem.

>> No.18195495

>>18195457
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! now I have to dig the DVD's out of storage

>> No.18195496

>>18195487
>>18195487
>>18195487

>> No.18195505

PAGING MAJOR MILES

Goddess of Victory, where art thee?

>> No.18195508

>>18195485
>implying that we are not going to be supported by Stirling & Stirling

>> No.18195514

>>18195495
>>18195457
MFW I just started watching this series in full again yesterday

>> No.18195517

>>18195361

>> No.18195519

>>18195491
Okay, that poster didn't go where I thought it did. Here, have a better one.

>> No.18195524

>>18195517
> filename

>> No.18195525

everyone saw us crash into the glowing-white freighter. theyve probably assumed we're dead. I doubt they watching for chutes at 200 feet.

>> No.18195528

>>18195517
why does she have treads if she can't use them?

>> No.18195533

Time to shit talk like a groundpounder

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mwJaQCf6to

>> No.18195535

>>18195508
Patton Girls won the vote if I remember right.

>> No.18195542

planefag asked for a ground unit from us before we left for this mission he had it all planned out

>> No.18195545

>>18195533
JESUS, Conrad, tie your FUCKIN' laces!

>> No.18195547

>>18195517
>>18195528
I'm more curious how her legs even fit in there. The treads look like they recede in too far.

>> No.18195548

>>18195528
she goes on her knees

like for a lot of other things she does

dohohoho

>> No.18195549

>>18195535
planefag never stated which wom and it was damn close.

>> No.18195550

>>18195533
OH GOD
>We're FUCKED crew, Command is DRUNK AGAIN!"

>> No.18195552

>>18195549

It's been said before.

Why not both?

>> No.18195555

>>18195505
how do you fix a bayonet to a tank gun?

>> No.18195558

>>18195517
...Is she missing her lower legs? Because it doesn't look like anything but machine is down there.

>> No.18195566

>>18195555

tightly.

>> No.18195569

>>18195552
Because then there would be none of the tears that planefag requires for sustenance?

>> No.18195573

>>18195505
>Fix Bayonets
>not Fix Swords
ARE YOU EVEN TRYING JAPAN

>> No.18195574

>>18195558
same way that air strikers work

>> No.18195578

>>18195361

You stand and watch numbly as the distant freighter's hull seems to fall apart. Huge sections of her sides open into well-concealed hatches carved into the hull herself, and from the interior come war machines of all shapes and sizes come pouring out. Infantry swarm like gnats around the Martian tanks, most of them the sturdy walkers with six stumpy legs, and the occasional limber, tall Tripod.

"You know what?" you say. "This is bullshit."

"How so?" Ian asks. You look up to find him sitting on the roof of a barn.

Of course. That smooth asshole never has an awkward moment, does he?

"Dude. We kicked their asses!" you exclaim. "We planted fuel-air bombs inside the hold, took half their reinforcements on those rocket-ship things and rammed 'em right up their ass, scattered half their paradrop all over the countryside, CRASH-LANDED on their - well, our - ship, and then just jumped off it like we didn't give a shit!" You turn and point at the Fitzgerald disgorging troops. "And they're still unloading! God dammit! God dammit, man!"

Sean sighs as he disentangles himself from a hedge and his own parachute. "What did you expect? You thought you were going to take down a Laker all by yourself and win the day? Even we have limits."

You just watch the Fitzgerald unload an entire army of Martians only a few hundred yards away from your position. Despite everything, you've failed.

>> No.18195579

>>18195566
very firmly

>> No.18195582

>>18195547
I think her legs are just behind the treads, covered up from the front.

>> No.18195584

Patton girls won.

>> No.18195589

>>18195558
Going by series canon, the girls legs are displaced to a different dimension, which is why near skin contact is required for them to work.

>> No.18195592

>>18195578
Wait for it...

>> No.18195593

>>18195573
Tankers tend to be only moderately capable in melee, they are definitely no infantry.

>> No.18195599

>>18195550
Gunner, aim at zat camera in the sky

>> No.18195603

>>18195517
>40mm

Poor Matilda-San~

>> No.18195607

>>18195578
>you've failed

OR HAVE WE?

>> No.18195610

>>18195578
Lets head home. There's nothing more to do here.

>> No.18195616

>>18195578
Nope. We didn't die for nothing. Oh wait, we didn't die.

>> No.18195617

>>18195578
Better than unloading in london in a cloud of deadly black smoke. Seriously MC is sounding like a whiny bitch right now.

>> No.18195621

>failed
Don't be too hard on yourself MC, we still managed to kill a fuckton of them and keep the ship from reaching its target.

>> No.18195622

>>18195578
Shut it Seanya, we weren't the only ones shooting at it.

>> No.18195625

>>18195584
You keep telling yourself that, until planefag reveals the winner, we will not know.

And for the record, SAS beat patton girls anyday.
BRITISH BALLS OF STEEL versus loli battle weapon? No contest.

>> No.18195628

>>18195578
Where my armor support at?

>> No.18195629

now would be a good time for Chuck to drop that 2,000lbs of HE that he is apparently still carrying.

>> No.18195631

>>18195578
Did Chuck use his bombs already? We heard something hit the ship before we went inside, but it could have been a missile.

>> No.18195632

>>18195578

>> No.18195633

>>18195578
We still have a gun and there are still aliums over there.

Let's get shooty while we wait for our Deus ex Machina to show up.

>> No.18195634

...this was our Kobayashi Maru?

>> No.18195638

Doesn't Chuck still have his bombs? I smell a bounce.

>> No.18195640

>>18195578

we dropped the situation from war endingly bad to very bad.
pretty damn good days worn in my opinion.

>> No.18195645

Guys.
We're missing the big picture.
Do we have the guncam footage of our bounce of the dreadnought still?

>> No.18195650

>>18195645
yes, it's in our pocket

>> No.18195653

>>18195645
That's either back home or in our jacket. Either way, it's mostly unharmed. Probably.

>> No.18195655

>>18195645
In our jacket pocket
OR
back at the pub

>> No.18195661

>>18195645

we handed it off at the pub

>> No.18195663

A man only fails if he gives up or he dies.
we aint dead
and we aint done

>> No.18195671

>>18195578
So out of curiosity, what happens if a whole bunch of Witches make really strong shields beneath themselves and then drop to the ground? Specifically, what happens if they do this while there's a shit-ton of aliums underneath them?

>> No.18195674

>>18195671
It's simple. They bounce the aliums.

>> No.18195677

>>18195578
>Despite everything, you've failed.
that sounds like something someone who is not a fucking pilot would

>> No.18195678

>>18195671
Ever drop a 20 lb free weight on an ant bed as a kid?

>> No.18195681

>>18195671
they bounce, in the silly trampoline sense of the verb.

>> No.18195686

>>18195645
Guys.
We're Missing the big picture.

Our Black Widow is back home waiting for us and we're going to have to apologize for not being entirely faithful.

And to think, we were almost seduced by a single engine plane.
Nay.
A navy plane.

Gentlemen, we must do our best to repent for our sins towards our waifu.

>> No.18195688

>>18195677
ngl i'd be gay for papulu

>> No.18195690

>>18195671
My god. Why havent we thought of this before?

>> No.18195693

>>18195686
This man is right

>> No.18195702

>>18195686
RAILROADING BECAUSE PF CAN'T LET GO OF HIS P-61 WAIFU FUCK THIS QUEST

>> No.18195705

>>18195690
Because they can't make a shield strong enough to survive the fall that covers a large enough area to actually be worth doing. It's much easier for them to just strafe the fuckers.

>> No.18195708

>>18195702
Actually he pretty much had to force us to NOT constantly only use the Widow

>> No.18195714

>>18195705
Yeah. Erica said it, directly using magic to kill things is inefficient as all fuck.

>> No.18195716

>>18195702
shut up!! those twin booms go all the way and you know you love it!!

>> No.18195718

Wait, we're near a barn?
Find the house.
They might have a phone.
...Do we know the number to the base?

>> No.18195720

>>18195671
They don't way much, and spread over a large area they don't weigh anything. It could be a good way to supress their fire or something though.

>> No.18195721

>>18195625
SAS would make an interesting change from witches, and it would let us see some normals being badass rather than witches being all sparkely.

>> No.18195723

>>18195578

You look at the sky.

"Despite everything," you state dramatically. "WE HAVE FAILED."

Nothing happens.

"... who will save us now?" Ian tries.

All that happens is the crunch of hedges as some Martian tanks turn towards your position and start lumbering towards you.

"Well, it was good knowing you gentlemen?" you try.

Nothing at fucking all.

"Minna, your sense of dramatic timing sucks rancid buttermilk scum," you say bitterly, ramming a fresh magazine into your Thompson. "And you too, Trude. Fuck you."

"So what now?" Sean asks

"We die, I guess," you say conversationally. "But between you and me, were I to live, I'd go for Erica."

"You'd - what?" Sean marvels.

"Yeah. Redheads; all drama, no play. Brunette had promise, but then accidentally all the aliums." You sigh and shake your head. "So that leaves blondes."

"Perrine!" Ian interjects from his rooftop.

"... well, fuck it," you decide, locking the bolt back on your Thompson. "COME AND GET SOME, YOU FUCKING ALIUMS!"

"YEAH!" Ian says.

"YEAH!" Sean says.

"MRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRN!" says a twelve-cylinder, forty-liter engine as it rips through the air sixty feet over your head.

>> No.18195724

>>18195686
It was either take an un-pimped Widow or another type all together. Our true waifu simply couldn't be repaired in time; I'm sure she'll understand.

>> No.18195729

>>18195718
Also tell Civvies we run into to get the hell out of here, this place just became a warzone

>> No.18195733

>>18195686
Oh god, we need to get some oil, something so we can give her a good buffing, some nice paint for our new kills. Oh god, I hope she won't mind!

>> No.18195735

>>18195723
CHUCK YOU GLORIOUS, DRAMATIC ENTRY BASTARD

>> No.18195736

>>18195723
Oh, MC.

>> No.18195737

>>18195723
>But between you and me, were I to live, I'd go for Erica.
Planefag you magnificent bastard.

>> No.18195740

>>18195723
YAMI WO KIRISAKU OPEN FIRE

>> No.18195742

>>18195723

>> No.18195743

>>18195723

And here, at the end of all things...

CHUCK STEALS OUR KILL.

>> No.18195744

>> No.18195746

>>18195723
Oh lord, are you TRYING to waifu-bait?

Yes, yes you are.

I liek you.

>> No.18195755

>>18195723
>>18195723

>> No.18195761

>>18195723
Glorious.

>> No.18195764

>>18195723
testicle crushing aside, YESSSSSS

>> No.18195766

>>18195720
yeah, and even at full dive they cannot accelerate fast enough to exert any meaningful amount of force.

hell, going from anime footage they barely react to gravity at all, shirley's jugs SHOULD reach her navel if they were bound by physics, and don't get me started on their foot-wide heads...

>> No.18195767

>>18195723
YES. If we want our balls crushed, let it be done by Erica

>> No.18195768

>>18195723

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mwJaQCf6to&feature=player_detailpage#t=45.5s

>> No.18195770

>>18195746
AND YOU DOUBTED THE INAPPROPRIATELY ATTRACTED TO AIRPLANES TRIPCODE USER

>> No.18195771

HOW MANY BUGS CAN A GNOME CHUCK CHUCK

>> No.18195774

>>18195723

You motherfucker...

>> No.18195777

>>18195723

>MFW

>>18195740

CARPET DESIRE GOO

>> No.18195778

>>18195723
the very Platonic Form of Trolling

>> No.18195779

>>18195743
No way. We shot down the plane. That's our kill. He can kill all the ground pounders. They don't count.

>> No.18195783

rolled 7 = 7

>>18195723
Chuck, if you remembered the cluster bombs, we won't fuck your sister. For now.

>> No.18195785

>>18195723
>I'd go for Erica.

Somehow, I just knew you'd do that eventually.

>> No.18195786

>>18195723
Does anyone have Maximum Overtroll.jpg? I seem to have lost mine.

>> No.18195789

>>18195779

the edmund fitzgerald still only counts as one.

>> No.18195793

>>18195723
Yes! YES!
FUCKING FINALLY YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

>> No.18195795

>>18195785
We should totally start hitting on her when we get back, just to mess with everyone. Who knows, it might even rattle her for a change.

>> No.18195804

>>18195789
Maybe so, but it'll look awfully nice next to the Dreadnaught on the Widow.

>> No.18195805

>>18195740
how many desires can you fit in a b-52

>> No.18195810

>>18195786
One better!

>> No.18195813

Dammit you guys. Erica is only 15, she's below the cutoff age.

>> No.18195816

>>18195723
even planefag knows who the best witch is

>> No.18195822

>>18195795
It'd be funny to see Minna's reaction.

Or maybe not so funny

>> No.18195830

>>18195813
16

>> No.18195831

>>18195822
Maybe we get a yandere base commander?

>> No.18195832

>>18195723
>Minna and Trude

Awww yeah

>> No.18195834

>>18195805
This many.

>> No.18195836

>>18195813

grass on the field, play ball.

>> No.18195842

>>18195813
I think she's 16, and just for >>18195822 it'd be worth it. Besides, we have to troll Erica at some point, and this might be the best way to do it.

>> No.18195844

>>18195813
She could be 16

>> No.18195845

>>18195810
Wow, yeah, not even close to what I meant. That's not trolling,t hat's just being an ass.

>> No.18195852

>>18195831
>implying we don't already have one

>> No.18195853

>>18195830

>She was only sixteen, only sixteen.But I loved her so

>> No.18195857

Anyone else find it funny that MC is only considering the three German Witches?

>> No.18195861

>>18195723
Better make good on those words MC!

>> No.18195862

>>18195857
Well, they do have the best accents

>> No.18195866

>>18195842
16 by the end of 44, and 15 in the summer of 43.

>> No.18195867

>>18195844
she is 16 which is legal in most parts of the world and was there even age laws in 1943?

>> No.18195868

To the Fucking Aliums!

>> No.18195872

>>18195857
He's a glutton for punishment, I guess.

>> No.18195875

>>18195857
He takes our threadbanter into consideration for later writing. We were basically doing the same thing, so he's running with it.
Dude does a surprisingly good job of working our collective thoughts into the game.

>> No.18195877

>two faction waifuwars shitting all the threads
>areodromehomosexual trolls them by mentioning 3rd party
>three faction war

well whatever, kill aliens keep not giving a shit.

>> No.18195886

>>18195857
maybe he likes sweet German nothings being whispered in his ear during sex? i know i do....

>> No.18195894

>>18195723

The B-Model Mustang screams overhead, and something hot and metallic bounces off your head and hits the ground. Smoking tracers plunge into the massed troops by the grounded freighter, sending Walkers and Martian infantry diving everywhere.

And then Chuck uses his bombs.

They drop off the rails cleanly, bellying into the earth. Still moving at four-hundred miles per hour, they bounce and skip off the farm fields, digging deep furrows in the earth as Chuck peels his Mustang away in a tight chandelle. One of the bombs strikes a stone wall and flips into the air, tailfins-over-nosecone, and it somersaults into the midst of the Martians. The other keeps skipping along the earth, finally tilting sideways and breaking up as it slams into the Fitzgerald's side with a collision so loud you can hear it clear from where you stand.

The Martians have just enough time to stare at the eggs in their midst when the 500 pound bombs detonate.

>> No.18195897

>>18195857
Hail deutschland!

>> No.18195898

>MC wants his balls crushed

>> No.18195899

>>18195861
>filename
My sides are moving on their own

>> No.18195900

>>18195857

Most are either too young, too lesbian for each other. The legible ones are Sakamoto and maybe Shirley and those two are more bro materials.

>> No.18195902

>>18195795
>>18195822
>>18195842
I fully support this.

>> No.18195904

>>18195857
The others, except for Sakamotobro, are too young.

>> No.18195905

>>18195894
>And then Chuck uses his bombs.

THERE STOP BITCHING GODDAMN

>> No.18195913

rolled 32 = 32

>>18195894

FUCK YEA

CHUCK STYLE CHUNKY SALSA

>> No.18195915

>>18195857
He did show some interest in Shirley early on, but we haven't seen much of her since the whole gnome thing heated up.

As far as screentime goes, Minna has the advantage of being the commander, and Trude has the whole subplot with her sister going on (as well as being sorta #2 or #3 in the chain of command), so it's not surprising that they tend to be around more.

>> No.18195918

>>18195894
Fucking finally. He's getting some slaps after this

>> No.18195927

>>18195857
Have you ever heard germans having sex? I'll admit it's just a matter of phone sex with me - guy in the next cube over didn't know I spoke german and was talking with his wife - but it's like talking dirty to your cat. It's just so...so cutesy, even when you're saying such lewd things.

> Aww, lookit the little schnookums. You're a good little cocksucker, yes you are! Such a cute little whore!

>> No.18195935

>>18195894
>And then Chuck uses his bombs.
Fucking finally.

And he'll expect to be congratulated back at base, too, won't the late bastard.

>> No.18195936

>>18195900
Shirley tried to rape us, and Sakamoto's been a bit hot/cold with us for a while.

>> No.18195941

>>18195894
ohboyherewego.jpg

>> No.18195942

>>18195877
A battle of THREE armies?

>> No.18195943

Suddenly, the ericafags mistake banter and trolling for genuine feelings.
You guys are just setting yourselves for disappointment. The battle is between trude and minna, with minba currently coming out in front. If recent threads are to be belisved at least.
Also, Erica is underaged. And don't try to argue that into somehow being acceptable.

>> No.18195946

i looked it up and in the 40's its legal if within 6 years of eachother and over 13 so now that thats settled...

>> No.18195949

>>18195894
Now run before they figure out what happened.

>> No.18195951

Am I missing another thread?

And clearly the course of action is to CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!

We'll at least make some noise on their hull.

>> No.18195965

BITCHES DON'T KNOW ABOUT MY WINGMAN'S PYLONS

>> No.18195967

"Bout time you earned your keep"
Followed by beers back at base

>> No.18195970

>>18195915
Now that we've gotten over it, I favor USA USA USA USA USA!

>> No.18195973

>>18195943
Erica is not underaged. Also
>yfw Sakabro goes on a trip with MC to bounce more witches

>> No.18195983

>>18195951
I support continuing our war. Though a measured cleanup seams more to the point.

>> No.18195988

>>18195943
Not genuine feelings, just an opportunity for more trolling. See
>>18195795
>>18195822
and also
>>18195946

>> No.18195994

>>18195867
naw, t'was all fair game if the father Ok'd it and you married.but with hartman you're obliged to marry ursula too.

>> No.18195996

YEeeeah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSJAZT6XB4g

>> No.18195997

>>18195970
You mean Kathy? I'm down with that.

>> No.18196002

Honestly, I'd be okay with Kathy End.

>> No.18196009

>>18195946
Source please.

>> No.18196010

>>18195994
...This is a bad thing?

>> No.18196011

>>18195943
There might be more Minnafags than Trudefags, but when you factor the pure antiMinnafags in, she's not ahead.

>> No.18196025

>>18195988
Yup. Even the Minnafags would support it so we can watch her get all jealous.

>> No.18196034

>Focusing on getting a Waifu for MC instead of getting Miyafuji with Lynette

>> No.18196036

>>18196009
google
http://chnm.gmu.edu/cyh/teaching-modules/230

>> No.18196037

>>18196011
>anti-Minnafags
Of which, from what I can tell, there are maybe two or three.

They're just very loud and very persistent.

>> No.18196039

>>18196010
We're classier than Mahou Shounen Quest, goddammit.

>> No.18196044

Fight? On the ground?

Heck with that. We need evac.

SOMEBODY FIND US A NEW PLANE TO CRASH!

>> No.18196045

>>18196011
planefag does not care from whom the bitchtears flow. Only that they do.

>> No.18196049

>>18196011
I meant with regards to how its being portrayed in planefags posts.
Not with the number of waifufags that each girl has. Hell the waifuwars are the cancer of these threads and the source of planefags power.

>> No.18196051

>>18196034
i support this

>> No.18196057

>>18196045
THE TEARS MUST FLOW

>> No.18196060

>>18196034
We should just play matchmaker for the whole squad and pair off Minna and Trude with other people so we don't have to deal with them.

>> No.18196062

>>18196045
This. Fuck this waifufaggotry here.

>> No.18196069

>>18196037
It's been better recently, maybe just cause we've been in the air a lot. It was pretty bad in earlier threads though.

>> No.18196074

>>18196060
Minna/Sakamabroto, Trude/Shirly?

>> No.18196075

>>18196045
>>18196057

Control the waifus, control the tears.

>> No.18196077

>>18196045
I think my favorite thing about it is how he simultaneously gives everyone exactly what they want and still trolling them sideways.

>> No.18196080

>>18196037
You can even sort of identity them. The ALL CAPS guy, the no caps guy, and the potty mouth.

>> No.18196083

>>18196045
Yes, tears for the tear god, bawww's for the bawww throne

>> No.18196085

Clearly we have been forgetting what this quest is really about

>> No.18196087

>>18196062
But then how will planefag replenish his unholy powers without the endless supply of bitch tears?

>> No.18196088

>>18196049
>are the cancer of these threads and the source of planefags power
> planefags power

clearly we must never cease to waifuwar least he runs out of juice.

>> No.18196090

>>18196080
>implying that couldn't be the same person

>> No.18196097

You know, MC and crew are being charged by a large hoard of Aliums, in a situation that could mean the fall of Britian. Why are we preoccupied with waifufaggin right now?

>> No.18196100

>>18196087
By troling /cgl/

>> No.18196109

>>18196085
Subverting the magical sparkle girl crap from the series and showing them up? Well we did just shoot down a fucking freighter.

>> No.18196112

>>18196080
Note: the no caps guy could also be the potty mouth.

>> No.18196114

>>18196097
Nothing better to do?

>> No.18196117

>>18196097
Welcome to SWQ.

>> No.18196119

>>18196034
True, we need to do that.

>>18196060
Also this.

>> No.18196122

>>18196097
He didn't say >wat do and there's no real obvious course of action.

>> No.18196123

>>18196097
because he hasn't posted "wat do?" so we're not needed yet.

>> No.18196126

>>18196088
That is the eternal conundrum.
We must locate an alternate power source for lord overtroll planefag.

>> No.18196128

>>18196088
On the same token, we need not encourage them either. The bitch tears will flow with no additional encouragement.

>> No.18196129

>>18196037

>persistent
been trying to give up for 15 or so threads now. you just keep being far to retarded. the stalkerwatch. painting the plane. crawling into her damned bed??

why? why do you have to be total asburgers about this? those would all be far to terrible to not object to even if there were no minna involved.

>> No.18196131

>>18196075
PLANEFAG! THE SLEEPER HAS AWOKEN!

>> No.18196133

rolled 15 = 15

In unrelated aviation news:

Top Gun 2 features Maverick as a F-35 Test Pilot

>> No.18196134

>>18196097
Why it is of course for our great benefactor planefags amusement, why else would we argue over waifus?

>> No.18196148

>>18196097
Well, you know how MC allocated parts of his personality to the various witches?

It's like that. MC is actually a Democratic Socialist state.

Currenlty, we are being zucchini

>> No.18196153

>>18196097
no
>wat do

>> No.18196156

>>18196123
Except to feed his hunger for bitchtears.

>> No.18196159

>>18196133
This is a joke, right? RIGHT?

>> No.18196160

>>18195723
>Erica
Why do I feel like this may be some kind of snark against >>18194911?

>> No.18196165

>>18196129
>you
Nope. Not particularly a waifufag. Just pointing out that Minna-hate has dwindled to a relative few people.

>> No.18196166

>>18196134
yeah, we all know the one true love of Mc is Ian, we're just playing along

>> No.18196174

>>18195898
that fucking doujin

>> No.18196177

>>18196159

You wish. I wish.

http://www.flightglobal.com/blogs/the-dewline/2012/03/top-gun-2-will-rock-the-f-35-t.html

>> No.18196178

>what this thread needs
>or maybe not it's all funny shit to be honest

>> No.18196179

>>18195894

The shockwave of the blast doesn't knock you on your ass, but it comes close. You wipe blood off your pilot's goggles to better watch the towering fireball climbing into the sky as bits and pieces of aliums begin to rain down about you. Dirt and rocks begin to rain down as well, prompting you to sprint inside of the barn. Ian comes swinging in through the haymow door, and Sean tromps in, his parachute neatly draped over one arm. Yours is still attached to your harness, and you just drag it with you as you haul ass inside the barn.

"Chuck! Chuck, you beautiful bastard!" you cry. "Oh, that'll show the bastards! Welcome to London, bitches! Haha!"

You slump onto a hay bale. "I am tired," you announce.

"Well, today has been fascinating," Ian says. "Only one dark spot."

"What's that?" you ask, looking up at him wearily.

"You feeding me to Perrine like fucking dog kibble!" he shouts, throwing a handful of loose hay at you.

You stare at him blankly as the hay sprinkles over you, and quite suddenly, you begin laughing. You lean against the wooden wall and laugh and laugh and laugh, and soon after, Ian joins you.

"Hey," Sean says. "Shut up."

You point at him, like the very sight of him is hilarious, and continue to guffaw along with Ian.

"Please be quiet," Sean says intensely, and both you and Ian choke on surprise.

"Did you just say... 'please'?" Ian asks with quiet wonder.

Sean unlimbers his sword with a casual, wide motion, and hefts the blade once to secure his grip. He begins wandering around the floor of the old barn cautiously. There's a single sad-looking milk cow in a single stall to one side, bales of hay stacked around the place, and some broken-looking tackle... and not much else.

>> No.18196181

>>18196148
We need some OOWOAAAAAA and SUPAH RUKKINI KIKKU.
And pastah. ... And ROMANYAH!

>> No.18196182

>>18196160
Planefag never read your post. Don't try and delude yourself.

>> No.18196184

>>18196160
http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?3uctjy05au343l5
masochist?

>> No.18196185

>>18196166
Would you hand over your true love to the Hound of Gaul?

Didn't think so.

>> No.18196188

>>18196129
I don't even care who we end up with if any, but I'm going to paint Minna on the plane because you've proven yourself thoroughly and irredeemably unlikable in every thread.

>> No.18196190

>>18196166

be careful. britian will chemically castrate us for that.

>> No.18196197

>>18196129
>painting the plane

I just had the best idea ever.

What if we paint Ian onto Perrine's Striker Unit? And Sean onto Sakamoto's? And maybe Lynette onto Yoshika's, to get her thoughts moving in the right direction?

>> No.18196202

>>18196179
Something...
Something feels off.

>> No.18196205

>>18196179
We must Sam Fisher this bitch.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsxhy_9iijg&list=PL603B95A0585BE24A&index=36&feature=plpp
_video

>> No.18196209

>>18196179
HIDDEN MOVEMENT

>> No.18196214

>>18196179

CUE CHRIS

>> No.18196217

>>18196179
Okay, check our gun. If Sean thinks it's important enough to say "please", then it's fucking important.
There's probably some Martians around here. Maybe that one that we saw bail out its Prick.

>> No.18196220

>>18196179
In the coming days, that cow will be essential in defending Britain.

So we must kill the cow.

>> No.18196223

GNOME SENSE TINGLING PREPARE FOR BATTLE

I think Sean just found Chris.

>> No.18196227

>>18196197
> sean onto sakamoto's
Could someone explain where the whole sean/sakamoto thing came from? Hells, WE'VE been more interested in Sakamoto than he has. About the only thing I can think of is the "I love that girl" he gave when she trolled us, which is a whole different sort of love.

>> No.18196228

>>18196179

There might be treasure in the cow. Or Chris. Or a surprise party. Either, let's open the cow.

>> No.18196229

>>18196188

As have you. Now shut up.

>> No.18196230

>>18196178
where dis from

>> No.18196237

>>18196179
suddely NEW ROUTE: ALIEN DEFECTOR WAIFU!!

>> No.18196240

>>18196179
Seans outriders senses are tingling
WE ARE NOT ALONE

>> No.18196244

>>18196179
WE RIDE THE COW OUT OF HERE!
It shall be our mount and mascot!

>> No.18196245

>>18196177
Thank goodness it's a joke. Now I must prepare myself for the strange hallucinations that it's real that I somehow know will come.

>> No.18196247

>>18196179

....

NOPEMARTIAN, IS THAT YOU???

>> No.18196249

I'd love to see Sakamoto and Sean spar which either other or maybe even perhaps Jack Churchill.

>> No.18196250

>>18196179
Sean is actually Seanya, radar gnome extraordinaire, we must pay attention and search for threats.

>> No.18196254

>>18196229
Except I haven't posted in any of these arguments prior to that post?

>> No.18196255

>>18196223
His radar is active even without a plane! His gnome powers have awoken!

>> No.18196258

>>18196227
Because we frequently find the two of them hanging out together during their free time, and getting your crewmates laid is part of the Bro Code?

>> No.18196261

>>18196179
The cow was dominated by aliens! Reverse-mind-fuck her

>> No.18196267

>>18196247
YES!

>> No.18196269

Please have it be nopemartian.

AND HAVE HIM DEFECT TO OUR SIDE

>> No.18196272

>Sean opens barn door
>Martian
>Reaches out and closes barn door

>> No.18196274

>>18196247
We left him behind in the now bombed ship. Even if he didn't die to Chuck's bombs, he couldn't have made it out and crawled to the barn before we got there.

>> No.18196275

>>18196227
Really, Ian is the one who's probably gotten closest to her. He saved/helped her from/with the alium that broke into her room, they were in the submarine together, he's the one who convinced her to let Sean keep the sword. All Sean's ever done is look at her ass.

>> No.18196276

>>18196179
Heft Thompson, head over to check it out.

The Thompson needs a name. I propose Gregory.

>> No.18196278

>>18196179

>> No.18196282

>>18196250
Have they ever been seen in the same place together?

>> No.18196285

Think about this for a second, guys. What sort of poor ass farmer has ONE cow. ONE. This is clearly a trap.

>> No.18196286

>>18196250

Sanya=radar
Lynette=marksmen
Eila=Precognition
So we have Seanya, Ianette, and MCila?

>> No.18196290

>>18196272
YES YES YES

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

>> No.18196292

>>18196209
AAAAAAARRGHGHGHGHGHGH CHRYSALIDS!

>> No.18196293

>>18196274
We were out for several minutes.

>> No.18196294

>>18196245

?

http://gizmodo.com/5889737/top-gun-2-is-real-and-stars-a-plane-that-doesnt-fly

It's happening alright.

>> No.18196295

>>18196254
Look at that. He can't into logic.

>> No.18196301

If its martian bro hiding, we must capture him and study effects of beer on martian physiology.

>> No.18196303

>>18196286
Ours is machine sense


>McHirly

We're Irish.

>> No.18196305

>>18196278

>barn

Fuck, we're playing X-com...

>> No.18196308

Guys.

What if Chris is nopemartian?

>> No.18196313

>>18196282
Yeah, Sean was there when Sanya came floating in right before the assassin robot spider thing attacked.

>> No.18196314

>ALL THE MEDALS
>ALL THE KILLS
>ALL THE LADIUMS
>NOPEMARTIAN BRO

Updating the list of win conditions.

>> No.18196317

>>18196179

"Sean?" you ask politely.

Sean circles around, waving his blade like a divining rod... and ends up facing the only other living thing in the barn, the tired-looking milk cow.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Shhh," he says, staring down the cow.

"We kind of have an entire army of very pissed-off Martians a few hundred yards away, and the ones that are not chunky salsa are going to be looking for cover from air attack in around five minutes ago," you say. "So..."

"What part of SHUT THE FUCK UP don't you fucking understand?" Sean growls at you, not turning away from the cow. He picks up a handful of hay and throws it in the cows face.

It knickers and paws at the ground.

Sean blinks. Then he steps forward and smacks it in the forehead with the flat of his blade. The old cow rears on its hinds, whinnying loudly.

>Thine expression

>> No.18196318

>>18196275
That makes sense, but I'm not sure Perrine's willing to give him up at this point. It might have to be a threesome.

>> No.18196319

>>18196258
And how often have we wound up with perinne during our spare time, accidentally or otherwise?

>> No.18196321

>>18196272
>Sean opens door
>Martian closes it
>Sean opens door
>Martian closes it

This continues for an hour until one of them gives up.

>> No.18196323

>>18196308

>> No.18196332

>>18196317
Sean has lost it.
Or is trying to get revenge on us by pretending to have lost it.

>> No.18196333

>>18196317
"And you wanted to have ME institutionalized. Bitch."

>> No.18196335

>>18196317
is the cow nopemartian?

>> No.18196336

>>18196317

>> No.18196338

>>18196317
THAT'S NO COW.

>> No.18196341

>>18196317
Horsecow?

ALIUMS!

>> No.18196345

>>18196317
Cows aren't supposed to rear or whiny. That's not good. Start looking for secret doors?

>> No.18196346

>>18196294
Let him go, Anon. He's retreated to a happier place in his own mind where that movie isn't being made.

I envy him.

>> No.18196347

>>18196317
what?

Secret martian base?

>> No.18196350

>>18196317
>>18196338

...HE'S RIGHT! Cows don't fucking whinny!

>> No.18196352

>>18196317
>horse-cow
CLEARLY DISGUISED MARTIAN. KILL IT.

>> No.18196353

>>18196317
>Cow
>Whinny

...WAT.

>> No.18196357

>>18196317
>cow
>whinnying

what the what?

>> No.18196358

>>18196347
>>18196346
>>18196345
>>18196341
>>18196338
wait, wait wait wait. How much of a city boy is MC? If he's as city as he's been implied to be, he may never have actually seen a horse before.

>> No.18196359

>>18196317
WE FOUND WHERE THEY HID SANYA

>> No.18196360

>>18196353
>>18196352
>>18196350
IT'S MAGIC I DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN SHIT

>> No.18196361

>>18196317

COW BATTLE!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mHKHKR8x6A&t=2m20s

>> No.18196363

>>18196347
It's their... wait for it...

MOOn base.

>> No.18196364

the cow is a spy!

>> No.18196365

>>18196317
Sean, if you need some alone time with your new friend, just let us know, ok.

>> No.18196366

>>18196317

>THAT NO COW

>> No.18196369

>>18196317

Our face when.

>> No.18196370

>>18196317
AND THEN SEAN SAID, "That's no cow, that's me CO! BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!"

>> No.18196371

>>18196345
in before Planefag reveals his true waifu was Pinkie Pie all this time

>> No.18196374

>>18196363

>> No.18196375

>>18196317

>> No.18196378

>>18196317

You stare at the cow.

Sean stares at the cow.

Ian stares at the cow.

The cow scans the dubious faces peering at it from three angles.

".... oink?"


>WAT DO

>> No.18196380

>>18196358
It's the '40s, I sort of figure everyone knew about farm animals back then.

>> No.18196381

Martians? Okay.
Witches? Sure.
Flying dreadnoughts? LET'S DO THIS.
A cow acting weird? OH SHIT OH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK GUYS

I love you sometimes, /tg/.

>> No.18196386

>>18196378
give it up alien, we know you are neither cow, nor horse, nor pig

>> No.18196388

>>18196378
punch the cow

>> No.18196389

>>18196378
Initiate cow puns.

>> No.18196390

>>18196363

>> No.18196392

>>18196378

Tip the cow

>> No.18196393

>>18196317
Shit just got wut. They're hiding something. We may not even be in a barn.
Trust our gnomebro.

>> No.18196394

>>18196378
"Try again. Make it convincing."

Point GUN at COW.

>> No.18196395

>>18196378
Point all available weapons at it and demand an explanation.

>> No.18196397

>>18196378
Hug the cow.

It's the only way to be sure.

>> No.18196400

>>18196378
Punch it in the face

>> No.18196401

>>18196378

quack at it.

>> No.18196402

>>18196378

KILL IT

KILLLLLLL ITTTTTT

>> No.18196403

>>18196378
Uh.
Draw thompson. Level gun.
Say very clearly: "Who the FUCK are you, and why should I not shoot you?"

>> No.18196404

>>18196378
BACON!!!!

>> No.18196406

>>18196390
I couldn't let the opportunity go.

The steaks were too high.

>> No.18196407

>>18196378
SEEMS LEGIT GUYS I SAY WE LET HIM GO.

>> No.18196410

>>18196378
BOUNCE THE COW

>> No.18196411

>>18196378
"Oink? Oink ain't no country i ever head of. they speak english in oink?"

>> No.18196412

>>18196378
What the fuck is going on?

>> No.18196413

>>18196378
Rejoice, men. For today we have BACON

>> No.18196416

>>18196317
i do not even... wat

>> No.18196420

>>18196363
WHY CAN'T I STOP LAUGHING?

>> No.18196421

So we have BACONSTEAK?

>> No.18196423

>>18196397
Sure!

>> No.18196424

>>18196378
"It's 'moo,' ALIEN."

>> No.18196425

>>18196359
>>18196359
>>18196359
>>18196359

>> No.18196427

>>18196378
Bring up our Tommy gun, click off the safety.
"Try again, motherfucker."

>> No.18196428

>HEROIC SACRIFICE
>WE ARE FATED TO DIE IN FIRE
>WE PARATROOPER NOW
>BITCHES DON'T KNOW ABOUT OUR ADDITIONAL BOMB PYLONS
>I BLAST SALSA
>HIDDEN MOVEMENT
>moo?

Seems legit.

>> No.18196430

>>18196378
...

>> No.18196431

>>18196392
TIP COW

>> No.18196432

>>18196378
HAHA

TIME FOR BACON!

>> No.18196433

Exploit magic cow for monies

>> No.18196434

>>18196378
Heh, nope. Show your self, if you don't want to taste some lead.

>> No.18196437

>>18196406

>> No.18196441

>>18196378
"Hey guys, do cows go "oink"? I always thought they went "Have a fine cup of tear, my friend", since this is England".

>> No.18196445

>>18196424
Don't tell them that!

>> No.18196451

>>18196423
i've seen enough hentai to know where this AND THAT is going

>> No.18196453

>>18196378

TIP THE COW

CAPTIVE ALIEN HERE

THIS IS WORTH AT LEAST 2 MOHs

>> No.18196455

As perplexing as horse-cow-pig is, did Chuck's bombing run take out the whole Martian army? Or are there going to be pissed off xeno survivors coming after us?

>> No.18196457

>>18196378
Time for some ENHANCED INTERROGATION!

YOU WILL REVEAL YOUR SECRETS, COW!

>> No.18196460

>>18196431
Tip it!

>> No.18196463

>>18196441
Funny, but I think the jig is up.

>> No.18196464

>>18196378

That's not a cow...

Level all our weapons at it. Include threatening click-click sound.

>> No.18196468

>>18196441
>>18196427

COMBINE THESE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.

>> No.18196476

>>18196451
Happy tentacle sexings?

Because those are rare.
>>18196455
Potentially.

>> No.18196477

>WAT DO
>BANG ZOOM STRAIGHT TO THE MOON

>> No.18196479

>>18196378
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fQaj31Wtko

>> No.18196481

>>18196431

Introduce ALIEN COW to our earthly tradition of COW TIPPING.

>> No.18196482

Oh for FUCKS sake it's Chris disguised as a cow.

>> No.18196485

>>18196378
Congradulate PLANEFAG on HILARIOUS TWIST.

>> No.18196486

>>18196378
SOMEBODY CANNOT INTO FARM ANIMALS

>> No.18196490

>>18196441
This.

Then we pin that cow down and get some answers.

>> No.18196498

>>18196378
Attempt to take the cow prisoner
>pic related for when it's a closerange infiltration murderbot

>> No.18196500

IT'S ROMMEL!!!

>> No.18196501

>>18196490
Milk it for all the information we can.

>> No.18196503

>>18196482
>implying Rommel didn't stuff Chris into the fridge

>> No.18196509

>>18196378
>>18196317
Clock that smug son of a bitch In the teeth

>> No.18196513

>>18196378
tip the cow
hold at swordpoint

that's all I've got

>> No.18196517

>>18196486
multi-hoof drifting?

>> No.18196520

COWS DONT OINK AND THEY SURE DONT MAKE IT A QUESTION!

WHAT ARE YOU?

>> No.18196527

>>18196427
This.

*Click*

"Let's try that again. Shall we?"

>> No.18196531

>>18196378
OBVIOUSLY IT'S CHRIS

>> No.18196533

>>18196378
We have parachutes, which means we have parachute links and silk.

If it wants to pig that badly, HOGTIE IT!

>> No.18196539

Wait a second. This cow in wonky...

WHAT ABOUT THE COWS IN THE FIELD BEFORE THE BATTLE?

>> No.18196544

>SEEMS LEGIT GUYS LET'S GO
Then, when it breathes a sigh of relief:
>OK NO, REALLY.

>> No.18196555

>>18196533
Oh crap YES. I was going to suggest that but dropped it when I thought we didn't have anything to rope it with.

HOGTIE.

>> No.18196559

Wait, is the cowhorse a gnome?

>> No.18196561

>>18196544
actually made me lol
>let's do it

>> No.18196565

"I knew those girls were gonna drive me insane"

>> No.18196566

>>18196555
>>18196544
This would work.

>>18196539
This is concerning.

>> No.18196571

Didn't somebody accuse the cows of being aliums in disguise when we first flew over the field?

>> No.18196572

I feel this is needed. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WFp4kozlOU

>> No.18196574

>>18196539
well duh, they were their infilrator aliums, they scout and soy and ruminate.

>> No.18196575

>>18196571
Sean, as I recall.

>> No.18196582

>>18196544

i like it.

>> No.18196583

Wait, I've figured it out.

This cow is another hallucination of ours. This is our Confusion.

>> No.18196585

>>18196575
Fucking gnome radars, man

>> No.18196588

>>18196544
THIS. A thousand times this.

>> No.18196591

point a gun at it and say "wanna try that one more time?"

>> No.18196596

>>18196575
I think this supports that idea. Also, I find it suspicious as fuck that we find this weirdass "cow" right near where the martians were putting down their airborne assault.

>> No.18196601

>>18196544

Agreed on this. We must troll the COWPIGHORSE

>> No.18196612

>>18196596
You know, I think I'd find a cow that says oink suspicious ANYWHERE.

>> No.18196615

>>18196544
I like the way you think.

>> No.18196618

>>18196378
The cow goes...

TELL. ME. EVERYTHING.

>> No.18196620

>>18196544
Supporting this.

>> No.18196621

>>18196544
>>18196601
Definitely.

>> No.18196634

>>18196363
>mfw
Let's tip this fucking cow

>> No.18196635

i don't know why but this cowpighorse fills me with RAEG so therefore we must kill it with fire

>> No.18196642

i for one think the cow IS legit.

crazy cockroaches. never know what sort of weird crossbreeds they'll try and make.

>> No.18196657

>>18196612
not on /d/, though, since cowpigbitchhorse it's pretty much the standard Sub .

>> No.18196660

Well I think we've had enough time to ruminate on our course of action.

>> No.18196664

You and Sean exchange a Look.

You stand up from your haybale and advance on the "cow."

"Wait," Sean says, grabbing your arm. "What if its a lure? A trap? Imposter with intent to murderize?"

"Are you saying the... stakes are too high?" you whisper back.

Sean drives his elbow into your solar plexus, sending you to the ground gasping for air.

"Fuck you so much," he grows, and with no more ado advances on the cow, sword dangling casually from his hand. The cow bends its front legs in a kind of kneel, and it's tail rises over its back... and starts making a sinister rattling sound.

"Hiss!" the cow says. As in, it actually SAYS THE WORD HISS.

"I cannot believe this shit," Ian says, and drops off the haymow floor right onto the things back.

The... THING trumpets like an elephant and charges out of its narrow stall, bucking and twisting madly to throw Ian off. Ian clings with both arms and legs, gripping the creature grimly. The creature can't really buck or kick very well, not being built like a proper bull, and Sean simply bides his time, until the struggling, trumpeting "cow" passes by at the right angle, and you and he both rush the thing, plowing your shoulders into it.

>> No.18196665

>>18196424
Let's be sporting and give it a third try, first.

>> No.18196669

>>18196642
I agree with guy. So we should cut it up and have steaks.

>> No.18196678

>>18196664
WE RODEO CLOWNS NOW

>> No.18196689

>>18196664

TIPTIPTIP

>> No.18196691

Planefag, I would like you to know that SWQ has actually had a positive influence on my life. Today a girl I haven't talked to in a long time texted me asking how I'm doing. I was hesitant to respond since there's a lot of unresolved drama with her circle of friends. But then I realized-

>TAKE ALL THE FUCKS
>GIVE NOTHING BACK

And now it appears that sexytimes might happen.

That's right folks. SWQ led to sexytimes.

>> No.18196696

>>18196664
>"Hiss!" the cow says. As in, it actually SAYS THE WORD HISS.
PLANEFAG YOU DESTROYER OF SIDES

>> No.18196697

>>18196664
You know what? Let's just leave it.

>> No.18196699

>>18196664
Tie its legs with the chute strings

>> No.18196700

>>18196664
Plane flyan!
Lady wooan!
Alium killan!
Cow tippan!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!

>> No.18196701

>>18196664
THE 142nd FASTEST GUN! ...in the west

>> No.18196702

Cue a witch walking in on us right now.

She will have the best expression.

>> No.18196712

>>18196664
Fuckin' cow thing.

>> No.18196713

>>18196691

>> No.18196717

>>18196702
If it's Kathy she'll just join in. That's why she's the best witch.

>> No.18196723

>>18196702
After we wrangle the fucker, we look up to see the Patton Girls standing in the doorframe, covered in alium goo, staring at us in complete incomprehension.

"...What? Fucker hissed at me!"

>> No.18196727

>>18196702
"What? It's not like any of you ladies were putting out."

>> No.18196728

>>18196727
Oh god, please let it be!

>> No.18196730

>>18196701
With a ten gallon yarmulke on his head.

>> No.18196736

>>18196727
I lost it.

>> No.18196743

IT'S CHRIS FOR FUCK'S SAKE
she just has a... really convincing cow costume...
hmm, maybe not

>> No.18196744

>>18196727
Well, when in Rome I guess...

>> No.18196746

>>18196664
>And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you meddling kids!
Poor cow.

>> No.18196748

>>18196727

>> No.18196751

>>18196727
We have to use this! If not now, then later.

>> No.18196753

>>18196727

>> No.18196768

>>18196727

>> No.18196770

>Chris' magic ability is to transform into animals

>> No.18196771

>>18196753
>stilllookslikeapenis.jpg

>> No.18196778

>>18196727

>> No.18196782

>>18196664
>that pic
Fuck yes, bomber grape. Also, nichijoubro

>> No.18196783

>>18196727
YES!

>> No.18196785

>>18196717

Indeed

>> No.18196786

inb4 these 3 show up

>> No.18196788

>>18196751
>Minna finds us naked in our widow
"What? It's not like you were putting out."

>> No.18196789

>the witches' faces when they walk in and witness all of this

>> No.18196794

>>18196664

Ian goes tumbling off its back, landing in a graceful sprawl amidst some loose hay. You and Sean pile on top of the creature, sitting on it, while Ian comes sprinting over from the busted tack with several lengths of broken and worn-out bridle leather.

"Check in that stall," Sean suggests. "I wonder if the operator is under there!"

You and Ian sit on the "cow" long enough for Sean to seize the legs in a loop of leather and begin hog-tying it with impressive efficiency.

"Hiss!" the thing proclaims.

You tap the beast on the nose, and make a silibant hissing sound.

"Hsssss...?" the creature tries.

"Hssss," you agree.

"HSSSSSSSSS!" the cow hisses with wicked delight as Sean and Ian continue to hog-tie it. You slide off and advance cautiously on the stall it was standing in, your Thompson raised. Nothing leaps out at you, so you feel around in the straw with your foot.

"OW!" somebody says.

"AYSHIGGIDIT!" you say, leaping away. Once your heart crawls down your throat into your chest again, you reach out and gently feel around in the straw.

"OW! THAT'S MY EYE!' somebody shouts, and a flailing foot catches you in the nads. You go down, wheezing with pain. A small, brown-haired girl sits up, piles of straw falling off her. She rubs her bleary eyes. "Aww, what time is it?"

>> No.18196807

>>18196727

>> No.18196810

>>18196794
chris? CHRIS?!

>> No.18196812

>>18196788
Nah, our Plane we jsut make love to because she's our girl.

>> No.18196813

>>18196794
Awww shit, is that cow a FAMILIAR?

>> No.18196814

>>18196794
>"OW! THAT'S MY EYE!
HAHAAHAHA, I KNEW IT

>> No.18196816

>>18196359
>>18196359
>>18196359
>>18196359
>>18196359
I CALLED IT
was obvious to everybody else, but i called it

>> No.18196818

>>18196794
WHAT IN ALL OF THE FUCKS.

>> No.18196820

>>18196794
A WILD CHRIS APPEARS

>> No.18196823

>>18196794
YOU GOT THE THING!

It's Chris!

>> No.18196827

>>18196794
>A small, brown-haired girl sits up, piles of straw falling off her. She rubs her bleary eyes. "Aww, what time is it?"
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
MISSION SUCCESS

>> No.18196832

>>18196794
>>18196794
Is it Chris?

>> No.18196834

>>18196816
>brown-haired girl
>sanyan

>> No.18196836

>>18196794
>giving advice about fake animal noises
>alium accepts the lesson happily

oh god smiling so har

oh wait, whats this then?

>> No.18196837

>>18196794
Small brown haired girl? Chris? Izzat you?

>> No.18196840

>inb4 planefag ends today's session right here

>> No.18196842

>>18196794
>OW! That's My Eye!"
"THAT IS NOT WHAT COWS OR GRASS SAYS!"

>> No.18196843

>>18196816
>Brown haired girl
>Sanya

One of these thing does not belong.

>> No.18196844

>>18196794

Hello Chris!

>SECONDARY OBJECTIVE COMPLETE

>> No.18196848

>>18196794
Chris has a cow familiar? PF was railroading us into oppai loli fetish all this time?

>> No.18196850

>>18196794
>We Carry her out.
>Walk into Trude.

Say >>18196727 regardless.

>> No.18196853

>>18196794
TIME FOR YOU TO GET A WATCH.

Also, who are you?

>> No.18196854

>>18196794
Now you see, that's how cows work. They go "Hsssss", not "Hiss!"

>> No.18196857

>>18196794
"Since I just blew the hell out of a flying cargo ship and wrestled a talking cow I'm going to go with 'Long past time for a nap.'"

>> No.18196858

Ladies and Gentlemen, Chris Barkhorn.

>> No.18196861

>>18196794
>>AYSHIGGIDIT
ಠ_ಠ

>> No.18196862

>>18196794
>Everyone thinks we're dead
>Arrive with Chris

>> No.18196863

Calling it now. We found Chris but Trude died.

>> No.18196866

>>18196794
"Hi Chris."

>> No.18196868

>>18196794
"It's time for me to punch you in the tits, girl...ohgodmynuts"

>> No.18196872

>>18196861
>1943
>Not Chris Barkhorn

I shiggidy diggidy.

>> No.18196873

>>18196794
And tonight we're getting Gratitude Raped by Trude.

>> No.18196874

>>18196794
.....

You're coming with us.

>> No.18196879

>>18196863
>Calling it now. We found Chris but Trude died.
And then there's this faggot.

>> No.18196886

>>18196794
*facepalm*
Somebody needs to get a long lecture.

>> No.18196890

CHRIS BARKHORN: ACQUIRED

>> No.18196896

>>18196863
lol, like planefag would make our choices actually matter. Gnome magic fixes all.

>> No.18196898

>>18196863

>> No.18196902

>>18196862
They're going to have to invent a new medal just for us.

>> No.18196905

inb4 its just some farm girl.

>> No.18196911

>>18196879
oh but it's BOUND to happen.

>> No.18196916

>>18196866
Start with this, and then get the hell out of Dodge. The alien ground forces will be heading for structures like this in general, and if it really is a snatch and grab op, they'll be headed here directly.

>> No.18196924

>>18196905
Please. How many small, brown-haired girls can there be?

>> No.18196931

So uh. Any chance we can ride that cow out of here?

>> No.18196932

>>18196905
>>18196863

>> No.18196936

>>18196911
The tears would be epic.

>> No.18196938

>>18196924
Well, it could be Trude.

>> No.18196940

>>18196794
>that feel when MC was right
>that feel when Chris really did decide to wander off of her own volition
>that feel when some paper-pushing chucklefuck decided to write her off as dead after the bombing so there wouldn't be any questions about how she got out
>that feel when FUCKING DESK-JOCKEYS

>> No.18196946

>>18196924
>Please. How many small, brown-haired girls can there be
>disguised in the form of a cow?

>> No.18196948

>>18196924
Depends on how many B-52s you filled with them.

>> No.18196950

>>18196858
>>18196844

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCTJmXrgsFg

>> No.18196952

>>18196924
none, this is animu, regular people have pink, blue or green hair.

>> No.18196954

>>18196924
Lots.
>How many small, brown-haired girls guarded by hissing oinking cows can there be?
Not very many.

>> No.18196958

So wait. Chris actually is here and she's being guarded by a Martian in disguise?

Was this really an extraction?

>> No.18196960

>>18196931
Might be worth trying to pick it up. If it's not too heavy I'm sure some scientist would love to cut it open.

>>18196866
Let's go with this, but not tell her how we know her name.

>> No.18196962

>>18196940
I dunno. If she's hiding, she might have escaped during the confusion of the fight... although, this is frankly approaching trans-finite degrees of improbability.

>> No.18196963

>>18196931
>Run out of the barn with 4 people riding a hissing cow
Can't remove that sight from my mind

>> No.18196976

>Erica finds us
>Tries to trick us again
>"Guys... this time for real... Trude's dead..."
>Chris pokes her head out from behind us

>> No.18196987

CHRIS BARKHORN

COME WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO LIVE

>> No.18196988

>>18196976

>> No.18196990

>>18196794

You stare at the brown-haired girl. "Are you... Chris?"

"Deee-uuuh," she says, seeming disoriented. "What time is it, again? Where's Trude?"

As if on cue, the thunder of hoofbeats sounds from outside, and through the wide-open door at the end of the barn comes Trude.

On a horse.

It's a big, fine-looking white steed, the distinctive brand of a registered Arabian emblazoned on its neck. It rears dramatically - (as an Arabian is wont to do,) pawing at the air majestically as its rider reigns him in - with her teeth, because each hand is wielding an MG-42, muzzles pointed skyward.

Trude looks from you, sitting in the hay with her younger sister, over to where Ian and Sean are hog-tying a hissing cow.

Everybody takes a deep breath -

- and the side door of the barn opens with a painful squeal of long-neglected hinges. Standing in the doorway is a singed and soot-stained Martian, his bulbous head drooping, his coils of tentacles hanging limp and weary. He raises his bug-eyes to the room, and stands there for several long seconds.

From where he kneels on the cow, Sean reaches out with the tip of his blade and gently nudges the door closed.

>> No.18196996

LITTLE SISTER MK. 2

Quick! Before we give her back, teach her everything we know

>> No.18197000

>>18196963
>oh no, MC sacrificed his life to stop the invasion of Brittain
>MC rides out of a barn on a hissing cow with the rest of his crew and Trude's sister

>> No.18197002

>>18196990
YEEEEEES YES YES YES

>> No.18197005

>>18196990
BITCH I LOVE YOU

>> No.18197007

>>18196990
oh god my sides

>> No.18197010

>>18196990
FUCKING LOL.

>> No.18197011

>>18196990

IS IT NOPEMARTIAN?

>> No.18197014

>>18196990
Hey Trude, found Chris for you.

>> No.18197015

>>18196990

Orwell returns...

His name is Orwell... You need to know this.

>> No.18197017

>>18196990

>Sean reaches out with the tip of his blade and gently nudges the door closed.

Whoever, called, it, you deserve a cookie.

>> No.18197020

>>18196990

>> No.18197021

>>18196990
>>18196990
>>18196990
>>18196990
OH MY FUCKING CHRIST

>> No.18197022

>>18196990
nice

>> No.18197024

>Standing in the doorway is a singed and soot-stained Martian, his bulbous head drooping, his coils of tentacles hanging limp and weary. He raises his bug-eyes to the room, and stands there for several long seconds.


poor bastard.

>> No.18197025

>>18196990
Wait, like, really?

>> No.18197026

>>18196990
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH

>> No.18197027

>>18196990
>From where he kneels on the cow, Sean reaches out with the tip of his blade and gently nudges the door closed.

I love you, Planfag.

>> No.18197029

>>18196990
NIGHT HAS BEEN MADE

>> No.18197036

>>18196794
well, at least it didn't FUS RO BAAAAAAH us...

>> No.18197039

>>18196990
NOPEMARTIAN SURVIVED!

>> No.18197040

>From where he kneels on the cow, Sean reaches out with the tip of his blade and gently nudges the door closed.

>> No.18197043

>>18196990

>It's a big, fine-looking white steed, the distinctive brand of a registered Arabian emblazoned on its neck. It rears dramatically - (as an Arabian is wont to do,) pawing at the air majestically as its rider reigns him in - with her teeth, because each hand is wielding an MG-42, muzzles pointed skyward.

Is...is Trude The Boss?

>> No.18197044

O.K., I'm going to need a good debriefing after this is all over, because right now, this is all feeling terribly random.

>> No.18197045

>>18196990
I...I don't know who NOPEd more.

>> No.18197047

>>18196990
has a martian ever been captured before?
THIS MIGHT BE IMPORTANT FAGGARTS

>> No.18197050

>>18196990

NOPEMARTIAN

HE LIVES

LIVE LONG AND PROSPER

>> No.18197053

OHFUCKINGCHRIST

ICANTBREATHEPLANEFAG YOU'RE KILLING ME

>> No.18197055

>>18196990
COUNTER-NOPE

>> No.18197056

>>18196990

IT'S THAT SAME FUCKING MARTIAN! THE NOPE IS ON THE OTHER FOOT NOW, MOTHERFUCKER.

...Offer it a cigarette and make it the squadron mascot.

>> No.18197059

>>18196990
Oh God, can't... fucking... breathe.

>> No.18197060

>>18197044
We died when we crashed into the freighter. We are now in pilot heaven, where everything can be bounced.

>> No.18197061

>>18196990
I don't know what's better - the utter non-sequitur of Trude showing up, quite literally, on a white horse with her akimbo Hitler Saws into the middle of this entire clusterfuck, or nopealium reappearing.

>> No.18197062

>>18196990
Uhhhhh... The martian bit's funny, but Trude on a horse really doesn't make any sense.

>> No.18197065

You know...the name of this thread was NOPE OFF THE BOAT.

Planefag planned this from the beginning.

>> No.18197074

>>18197062
Would you rather she be on a cow?

>> No.18197076

>>18197062

It's Trude, it doesn't need to make sense.

>> No.18197078

>>18197056
>...Offer it a cigarette
You're going to offer it Chesterfields?
That's asking for an instant maser to the face.

>> No.18197079

I hope you guys know...

Trude has a little sister complex and probably molested Chris while she was in a coma. I don't think it's safe to take her back to Trude.

Just kidding. But seriously, molested in her coma.

>> No.18197082

>>18196990
how does one ride with strykers on anyway?

>> No.18197084

>>18197062
She crashed earlier. She can still hold up the MG42's because her mayjick power is superstrength. She probably came to the barn because she saw our parachutes.

>> No.18197085

>>18196990

MEANWHILE. ON MARS CHAN

>So ship crashes, we begin deploying what we can
>one of their planes bombs the fuck out of us
>I barely manage to survive, see barn house a hundred Sectos away
>Run like hell
>Open the door
>See 5 humans, three from before, one on some animal, and a smaller, younger one
>awkward silence
>human gently pushes door shut

I cannot catch a fucking break with those three

>> No.18197088

>>18197074
It would seem more appropriate, somehow.

>> No.18197090

>>18197043
Now we just need to figure out how to control Firebees in the Widow and we can be The Pain.

>> No.18197091

>>18197082
That's actually a very important question.

>> No.18197092

>>18197062
She obviously ran into Isaiah Mustafa and stole his horse.

>> No.18197098

>>18197062
We actually found out horses are damn useful against aliums in prior threads.
The land war has been prosecuted with everything from tanks down to mounties, and prosecuted well. If Trude's out of her Striker, she needs to move fast, especially if there are clouds of Black Smoke growing in the countryside.

>> No.18197102

>>18197079
so? this is anime, Imouto love is pure and beautiful. also lewd.

>> No.18197106

>>18197091
They aren't on.

>> No.18197112

>>18197092
He gave her one of his many, you mean.

>> No.18197115

on a serious note, Trude can report us 'not dead'
this is an important thing

>> No.18197116

>>18197050
Keep between Trude, Chris & Nopemartian! Keep them all alive!

>Pic unrelated because we've hit maximum images

>> No.18197118

>>18197092
>"We found your sister!"
>"We hogtied this cow."
>"I'm tired."
>"I'm on a horse."
>"HISSSS"

>> No.18197122

>>18197118
DRAWFRIENDS, ASSEMBLE

>> No.18197124

Well however unlikely her finding a horse and then riding it here are, the fact it that we're still stuck here. We've got some more firepower with us, but without a striker unit it's not going to do all that much. We need to get out of here.

>> No.18197131

>>18197118
If this winds up happening, I will be so happy, I may giggle like small child in a gyroscope factory.

>> No.18197132

>>18197079
2/3s of Trude pairings are little girls.

>> No.18197136

>>18197122
That one guy who did the fridge picture should do this scene now, complete with alium pushing the door open.

>> No.18197138

pic limit reached
new thread?

>> No.18197143

>>18197124
>English countryside
>This is alium D-day we didn't see coming

Come on man, it's really not that unlikely.

>> No.18197144

>>18197124
trude has super strength
grab chutes, make sling, fly away

>> No.18197146

>>18197076

We're in farmland. Horses live in farmlands. Ergo there are horses for her to ride. How is this hard for you to understand?

>> No.18197149

>>18197106
so, she's here all hot and bothered after having 200 pounds of stalionhood humping her crotch, armed to the teeth and about to take her sister away...nice.

>> No.18197154

>>18197138
It's already 1:22, he'll probably wrap up here in a minute.

>> No.18197155

>>18197118
You forgot

>C'thulu F'tuck My Life

>> No.18197163

Ah, strike witches. /tg/ basically shuts down whenever this thing is on.
>quantity hoEvac
Gotta evacuate a large quantity of hoes.

>> No.18197164

>>18196990
See, this is where I regret that there isn't a SWQ doujin. Because this page would be used for reactions all over the chans.

>> No.18197168

>>18197149
And we're going to ride with her on an angered and confused hissing cow. Overall, not a bad day.

>> No.18197169

>>18197149
200 pound horse?

>> No.18197185

>>18197164
>SWQ doujin
It's only a matter of time...

>> No.18197191

>>capture live martian
>>defect him to our side
>>awesome

>> No.18197201

>>18197169
nah, just his stalionhood

>> No.18197203

Comm buttons don't require strikers to function, right?

Have Trude call in evac. Let's get back to the airfield, regroup, find another plane, and get back in the air again.

>> No.18197204

>>18197185
>>18197164
>Show creator these threads
>all of my money

>> No.18197210

>>18197144
GUYS GUYS I HAVE THE BEST IDEA

Witches can fly without strikers right? We ride the horse, Sean and Ian ride the cow. We tie a parachute to Trude and tow her with the horse.

Paraglide yo.

>> No.18197217

>>18197191
We need to see if we can get him drunk, you know for science.

>> No.18197221

>>18197185

Well, to up the odds of that, we'd need to ALERT THE ELEVENS or >>18197122

>> No.18197223

>>18197210
She needs a focus, though.

FIND BROOM

>> No.18197224

>>18197000

"Trude," Chris says sleepily.

"Chris," Trude says numbly.

"What's happening?" Chris asks.

"We're surrounded by murderous aliens," Trude tells her. "Katherine saw you guys jump, radioed me."

"What happened to you, Tex?" you say, nodding at the Arabian.

"Shot down," she says tersely. "Found alternate transport."

Your eyes slide towards the hog-tied, hissing cow.

"Forever," Sean repeats to you, poking his sword in your direction. "For ever and ever. All the hate."

Ian sprints to the haymow ladder and takes it two rungs at a time. Wading through piles of knee-deep hay, he applies himself to the window. "Armor."

"The rolly kind or the stompy kind or the tripod kind?" you wonder.

"Yes," Ian replies. "And..." he cocks his ear. "And... oh. Oh god. Oh god."

"What?!" Trude asks.

"Something horrible," Ian says dryly.

Sean holds up a hand for silence, listening himself.

"Fucking... bagpipes!?"

>> No.18197233

>>18197210
>Witches can fly without strikers right?

not well. and only with a broom.

>> No.18197234

>>18197224
OH GOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD

>> No.18197235

>>18197191
Naw, let's just let him go.

Nopemartian's...had a hard life.

>> No.18197242

>>18197224
Oh look, it's the Black Watch. Time for them to get wiped again.

>> No.18197243

>>18197210
only if they dryhump a broom for a few weeks, it's special old timey training.

>> No.18197248

>>18197224
CHURCHILL'S HERE

>> No.18197250

>>18197224
SUPER FIGHTING BRITISH
ENGLISH MAN

>> No.18197254

>>18197224
FUCK YOU I LIKE BAGPIPES

>> No.18197257

>>18197224
Well that would explain why the martians needed cows...

>> No.18197262

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrUs5AfrNjc

Fuck yeah! Bagpipes!

>> No.18197267

>>18197224
>bagpipes

THERE'S NO NEED TO FEAR
JACK CHURCHILL IS HERE

>> No.18197268

>>18197248
ALL MY YES

>> No.18197270

>>18197224

NEXT TIME ON STRIKE WITCHES: THAT IS NOT MY COW!

STRIKE WITCHES: Will resume TUESDAY, 7:00 PM EST (-5 GMT). BE THERE OR BE SQUARE

>> No.18197273

>>18197235
When this shit is over, he's going to end up a bum on the streets of Cydonia. Poor bastard.

>> No.18197278

>bagpipes

ALL IS LOST

>> No.18197279

rolled 26 = 26

>>18197224

>Bagpipes

Whelp. This is gonna be ugly and painful.

At least its gonna be quick, martians.

>> No.18197281

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AKP7I0Ul18&list=FLY85U3ZqWFv9-FCdlds_5Ww&index=1&feature
=plpp_video

They best be playing this.

>> No.18197284

>>18197270
You outdid yourself in this one, PF. Major fucking kudos.

>> No.18197285

>>18197270
OH FUCK YOU

>> No.18197288

>>18197224
Ah. So the cavalry's here.

Excellent.

>> No.18197291

THATS ENOUGH WAT FOR ONE NIGHT

>> No.18197292

>>18197224

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1N09gRYKhs&t=2m30s

>> No.18197295

rolled 20 = 20

>>18197270

BEST SESSION EVER

LOVE YOU PF

>> No.18197297

>>18197224
>mfw mad jack
>can't post face because image reply limit but still

>> No.18197299

We must save NOPEMARTIAN!

>> No.18197303

>>18197224
Glad you didn't land in that smoke shit at least.

Any idea of how the hell we're going to get out of here?

And do you happen to know where I can get paint so I can add a flying battleship and cargoship to the side of my widow?

>> No.18197304

>>18197270
>>18197270
FAAAAAAAAAAAAANEPLAAAAAAAAAAAG

>> No.18197305

>>18197270
I ain't even mad. We finally found Chris and we don't have to deal with Trude's angst anymore

>> No.18197307

>>18197273
Now I've got Knights of Cydonia stuck in my head, YOU BASTARD.

>> No.18197312

Pf's Churchill is "figthing" Jackie Churchill, extra slutty redhead loli; fights in blue paint and torque only, pins medals to her nipples.

>> No.18197316

>>18197270
Planefag I've been wondering, do we actually know if the Martians are from Mars, or is this just a name we gave them?

>> No.18197318

>>18197307
NO ONE'S GONNA TAKE ME ALIVE

>> No.18197326

>>18197316
We know they're aliums, and everyone knows where aliums come from...

>> No.18197331

>>18197316
Just a name
All aliens are martians

>> No.18197335

>>18197316
They come from Mars, bigass cannon and everything.

>> No.18197336

Planefag, I don't know what I'm going to do when this quest ends. I look forward to these threads way too much.

>> No.18197344

>>18197336
>Iknowthatfeelbro.jpg

>> No.18197345

Compilation updated to 41. Kinda surprised. All the others got 100+ downloads and the last one got 17.

http://www.mediafire.com/?u7k4fyxzlk62aii

>> No.18197362

Seeya Tuesday, Gents.
Gonna grab a beer, some ice cream, and watch some Band of Brothers

>> No.18197369

>>18197335
>>18197331
>>18197326
>>18197318
I'm curious because if they didn't get fired out of a cannon here that implies they flew here. And if that happened then all they have to do is wait till they get something big enough over to start orbital bombardment.

>> No.18197385

>>18197345
you are missing a scene in swq33, its the one where they comment on the martians bringing dreadnaughts.

>> No.18197404

>>18197316

Very good question. You do know, in fact, that they are from Mars. Which is why I refer to them as "aliums" or "aliens" in my timeline, when I describe the inital attacks of Dec. 7th/8th, 1943 - at that time it wasn't known where they were from. Earlier astronomic observations paired with closer scrutiny of the solar system soon revealed inbound projectiles from Mars, which was soon correlated with a supposed meteorite impact or "volcanic activity" witnessed months earlier; news easily ignored in the turbulence of war. It was the forging of a massive cannon, the mass-driver that sent the first Martian invasion force to Earth... and in point of fact, STILL sends them. That's what you were referring to when you tried to chill out Trude from thinking Chris had been abducted; the Martians can use the Mars mass-driver to enable orbital insertion almost anywhere on the planet, but it takes months and months for those troops to actually arrive, they don't always arrive exactly when they want, etc.

The Martians are powerful... and strange... but they are in no way a species possessing interstellar travel, or any of that shit. Make no mistake, this isn't WorldWar. This is War of the Worlds cira 1944. With Witches. Uh.

>> No.18197432

>>18197404
Planefag, what happened to Warlocks. As in the main baddie from S1 of Strike Witches

>> No.18197433

>>18197404
PF, if this is War of the Worlds (with Witches)...

..you ARE bringing Thunderchild in at some point, right?

>> No.18197434

>>18197404
Thanks, bro. Just wondering if we'd have to worry about Exterminatus at some point.

>> No.18197455

>>18197385
Ah shit, thanks. Fixin'.

>> No.18197465

>>18197432
How do you get Warlocks without Neuroi?

>> No.18197467

>>18197404
It's 1944 now? Thought it was '43.

>> No.18197469

>>18197404
So they are at most 50 years ahead of us. Man I can so see humanity using nukes and rockets to launch a counter attack (or a defense grid, rockets that big have massive radar and visual signs, they can be intercepted if they take months to arrive, and with atomic weapons orbital interception is literally calculus problems I can do with a mechanical calculator or a Mark 1 Firing computer.

>> No.18197470

ARCHIVE PLOX

>> No.18197475

>>18197433
>sakamoto_smirk.jpg

>>18197432

There's all sorts of rumors about superweapons and secret projects, like in most wars. And there is some rumors of "Warlocks," though they're mostly scoffed at as idle water-cooler bullshit.

Other guys are whispering about an "Aphrodite project," and yet others opine that if it's got nothing to do with tits and airmen's proximity to said tits, it's not worth the black funding it's received.

>> No.18197478

>>18197404

any idea of motivation? have they issued any demands? or did they just drop in and smacking around?

heh, maybe they saw WW2 unfolding through the score and thought this was some sort of ceremonial activity. they were just being neighborly trying to participate!

>> No.18197484

>>18197470
okay

>> No.18197486

>>18197433
>>18197433

>Sensing victory was nearing,
>thinking fortune must have smiled;
>people started cheering,
>"Come on Thunder Child"...
>"Come on Thunder Child!".

Fuck yearrrr

>> No.18197487

>>18197433
>mfw Thunderchild is the name of the reverse-engineered Avenger that takes us to Cydonia.

>> No.18197493

>>18197475
>>sakamoto_smirk.jpg

I AM ON TO YOU

>> No.18197503

>>18197224
Happy ending with no crazyshit cliff-hanger at the end of the thread? Planefag, you're slipping!


(Not that I mind, though...)

>> No.18197511

>>18197475
While you're answering questions, how long have you planned on using NOPEMartian? it's stuff like this that keeps me reading, you glorious bastard.

>> No.18197518

I got the archive up. So many good quotes to choose from!

I picked one from the beginning so as not to spoil anything.

>> No.18197528

>>18197469

At most, yes. And in other technologies, roughly equivalent. Much is still a mystery, but with their bigger fighters, like the 'Sleds, pilots have observed some movements that don't quite seem to obey aerodynamics. The whole "flying Lakes ore freighter" thing is probably going to reveal the secrets behind that quite soon; the same effect on a much larger scale. Their weapons are sometimes terrifyingly advanced - the masers, originally called the "heat ray," - but also mundane, like the mini-rockets they prefer over bullets. It might just be a matter of them discovering entire areas of science we're ignorant of, but not really progressing along them much more then we have our own.

Like I said - freaking weird.

>> No.18197542

>>18197455
And fixed chapter 33. GETCHA COLLECTIONS HEEYA.

http://www.mediafire.com/?77b7voobo4qfx9z

I feel like I should stick other shit in these. Like the drawfag stuff or something.

>> No.18197558

>>18197542

I hereby dub thee "Archivalfag".

Dude, putting the pics in is not a bad idea.

>> No.18197568

>>18197528
>flying Lakes ore freighter

There's actually an explanation behind that? I thought you were just being derpy.

>> No.18197580

Planefag, was scoring from that fake "game over" accurate?

>> No.18197584

>>18197528
Reminds me of that one story where Earth was invaded by aliens who had managed to invent gravity manipulation and time travel, but had never progressed their weapons technology beyond muskets and single-shot rifles.

>> No.18197585

>>18197518
Yeah, thanks for that. Some of the descriptions for old threads pretty much give away everything that happens. It's kind of useful for finding the one you're looking for, but it also screws new readers over.

>> No.18197594

>>18197558
I'll probably do that and add the thread titles like I've been meaning to for the next batch.

>> No.18197603

>>18197511
>how long have you planned on using NOPEMartian?

Completely unplanned. I was going for the whole WELCOME TO EARTH thing - I've had WELCOME TO EARTH as a macro for years and never been able to use it, I LOVE that scene - but it just felt right for at least one Martian to NOPE the way we usually NOPE.

Because, I mean, damn.

>> No.18197613

>>18197584
If they mastered time travel why didn't they just send all their soldiers to the stone age where their shitty guns would win easily.

Fuck Time Travel Plots, they almost never make sense.

>> No.18197615

>>18197603

Recurring NPC?

Please make him recurring NPC

>> No.18197618

>>18197584

its by the same guy that wrote worldwar too.

>> No.18197629

Been curious. Do you come up with most of this stuff in advance? And just how much freestyling do you do when we don't suggest anything/anything intelligent?

>> No.18197638

>>18197613
Maybe this is the variant of time travel where you can't go back before the time machine was constructed.

>> No.18197651

>>18197613
>>18197584
>time travel

and that's when I derped so hard I herped. Sorry, meant space travel.

>> No.18197653

>>18197528
Yeah, so basically they use Gyrojet equivalents? It's basically just firing the whole bullet?

>> No.18197669

>>18197568

Of course. I honestly didn't know HOW the Martians were going to show up at the "beam convergence" till I got to that post, and the answer just leaped out at me: a Landing Ship, Tank, except FLYING! Because ALIUMS! I mean, has nobody thought to ask how the fucking dreadnaughts manage to fly? And hover? Same shit.

As for the Edmund Fitzgerald, it was a good name, identified the ship as a Laker, and timeline issues are - okay, faggots, you have magical girls wearing plane-legs fighting fucking Martians in their underwear (the girls, not the Martians, unless That's Your Thing.) And everybody gets hung up on the Fitz. Hahaha, oh wow.

(... but I've got an answer for that too, being the OCD faggot I am. The Laker the Martians borrowed displaces 20,000 tons... and remember naval naming conventions...)

>> No.18197679

>pilots have observed some movements that don't quite seem to obey aerodynamics.
If I had to guess I'd bet on gravity manipulation.

>> No.18197714

>>18197669
The one from '58 was 26,000, right? So it was just a predecessor? Makes sense and all, but you still have to handwave how they recognize it. Presumably it was a big deal back in the States or something.

>> No.18197715

>>18197629
>Been curious. Do you come up with most of this stuff in advance? And just how much freestyling do you do when we don't suggest anything/anything intelligent?

I work out the IMPORTANT stuff in advance, like general plot directions, specific scenarios I can see coming, various shenanigans, etc. But many of the cliffhangers I came up with quicker, usually during the thread: they write a big check I then spend the next few days thinking furiously about how my writing will cash it next time. It's a great way to keep things moving and to keep me from becoming a boring complacent lazy fuck.

As things went on though, I put more work into planning them, because delicious tears omnomnom

>> No.18197735

>>18196691

I just saw this post. Now /tg/ is doing ALPHA better then /r9k/. Not that that is hard, mind you, but "you don't even need the other boards" has NEVER been so true!

>> No.18197743

>>18197679
Thrust vectoring , hell the B-2 has no surfaces that work (nor does the F-117), without advanced supercomputing, because if you try and fly them or put them into basic simulation models, the planes are... not very stable.

>> No.18197745

>>18197669
>The Laker the Martians borrowed displaces 20,000 tons... and remember naval naming conventions...

Alright, the first things that come to mind is that SS can stand for space ship and... that song 20,000 Pounds of Bananas. Am I on the right track?

>> No.18197748

>>18197638
That never made sense to me either. It's why Time Travel just can't work in most plots, because it just kicks cause and effect in the genitals tells it to sit in the corner while it ruins everything.

That whole can't go back before the machine was built always seemed like convenience to me. Why would they just stop working when they go back before it was invented? It's like that Y2K bug where your computer would realize it wasn't invented yet and shut down forever.

>> No.18197753

>>18197715
Out of curiosity, back during the soap fight in the hanger, was Minna's gift exchange something you had planned out in advance?

>> No.18197760

>>18197715
>WHE WHO CONTROLS THE TEARS CONTROLS THE UNIVERSE

Were you planning on us using Sean to spoof the buzz bombs into the freighter? Because I've been thinking of that since thursday when you mentioned that radar messed up rocket guidance.

>> No.18197768

Hey Planefag, SWQ isn't coming to an end is it? I know we've got this big dramatic showdown with the Alium invasion fleet being done, and we've resolved the Trude's sister plot, but I just don't want it to end.

>> No.18197785

>>18197768
Shhh, it's ok. Remember, if the planefag doesn't get tears HE'LL DIE.

>> No.18197798

>>18197753
>>18197760
>>18197768
On this matter, when you do end the quest, PF, I want a postmortem. I've got a fair number of questions for you, and I don't think they'll all be answered by the end.

>> No.18197820

So is the writefag going to show up or not? I'd like to go to bed if not.

>> No.18197822

>>18197785
>>18197785

>They've gotta be TEARS, Seymour...They've gotta be FRESH!"

>> No.18197836

>>18197768
Remember why Patton and Rommel and other Important People were hanging out in Castle Barin in the first place.

Once we kick Space Lion in the dick, WE OVERLORD.

>> No.18197840

>>18197714

EXACTLY. It was the biggest, newest Laker of her generation. Predictably, the company that built it will be asspained about it being ALIUM'D, and build an even BIGGER one after the war to stick it to those goddamn aliums. Let's see them tarnish that name now!

>accidentally the lake
>laughingposiden.jpg

>> No.18197858

>>18197836

Ughnn.. That-that feel. I envision a Mars-rigged Widow painted in Rust-palette cookie dough camouflage...

>> No.18197863

>>18197840
So ... it hits a 30 year old alien space mine?

>> No.18197871

>>18197822

why do my readers keep loving everything I love it is glorious

>> No.18197877

>>18197858
Whoa, whoa, back the fuck up. I mean Earth Overlord, as in WE'RE FUCKING TAKING EUROPE BACK YOU FUCKS. No Cydonia or Bust just yet.

Point is, if PF keeps with it, we have a lot of SWQ to go through yet.

>> No.18197887

>>18197871

The tears or the plant, my friend? because honestly, most of us love BOTH.

>> No.18197900

>bagpipes

Shit just got more real.

>> No.18197918

[01:15] <&Kota> Planefag, will you, after SWQ, do a writeup about how it was like writing this shit?
[01:15] <planefag_> Sure, I guess I could
[01:15] <&Kota> And also, is it a realistic possibility that we'll go and fuck up Mars after liberating Earth?
[01:15] <planefag_> I might do that as a second quest sometime in the future
[01:16] <planefag_> STRIKE WITCHES: THE MARTIAN FRONT

HOPE LIVES

>> No.18197919

>>18197840
As long as you're answering questions, are the days in this universe still 24 hours? You seem to cram an awful lot into the daylight hours here.
And you really should do a postmortem. It'd be a good chance to talk about how to ran this, and hopefully improve the quality slightly of the many new quests that will pop up after this one ends.

>> No.18197936

I decided to try my meager skills at drawfagging and doodle up NOPEmartian.

>image limit

FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU-

>> No.18197944

Personally I'd like to know how the aliums can even breathe here.

>> No.18197945

>>18197918
what channel is this?

>> No.18197953

>>18197945
#swq on rizon

>> No.18197957

>>18197936
I deleted some images. Post it now.

>> No.18197966

>>18197957
GO GO GADGET MS PAINT.

>> No.18197970

>>18197918
>>18197918

A MARS-RIGGED WIDOW IN RUST COOKIE DOUGH CAMOUFLAGE. UPDATED WITH HOSTI-TOTSI REVERSE ENGINEERED ALIEMS TEK.

>Cydonia_or_Bust_theme.mp3.wav.midi

>> No.18197972

>[01:16] <planefag_> STRIKE WITCHES: THE MARTIAN FRONT
And that's how the 501st became X-Com

>> No.18197973

>>18197966
uguu

>> No.18197979

>>18197936
imgur it

>> No.18198016

You know, I was asking earlier "what exactly would we nuke?"

Guess there's an answer, now. I wonder how the aliums will respond to that.

>> No.18198028

>>18197966
I love it.

>> No.18198064

>>18197970
I had an idea for Planefag when I was reading up about the A-20. There was a version with a giant floodlight in the nose that was used for night fighting.

Replace the light with a reverse engineered alium maser, hook up Sanya as the oscillator, and go fuck around with their radio beams. And of course, NOTHING ever went wrong in the show when they tried to use Neuroi tech.

Would rustle the MCs jimmies since the Turbinlite planes were unarmed.

>> No.18198131

This is over? Won't be back until Tuesday?
kk, it's Sunday now, so that's 2 days of no strike witches.

>> No.18198199

Curse your incessant use of reaction images!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Screech_Owl_named_Fod_found_on_USS_Harry_S._Truman_%28CVN_75%29.jp
g

>> No.18198345

>>18197919

That's mostly because it takes an hour to describe combat that takes minutes in actual time. A lot of complex things happen in a few seconds in air combat.

Also, remember the distances over England aren't very far when you're traveling at hundreds of miles per hour. England is TINY, when you think of it.

>> No.18198442

Whao its late. See you gents on tuesday.

>> No.18198636

>>18198345
So, PF. What do you know about WWII small arms? Which do you like? Which don't you like?

Mostly I just wanna know how on my shit I'll have to be from now on, since we're going to be on the ground pretty often apparently.

>> No.18198697

>>18198636

I <3 the BAR. Shirley can stuff her complaints right up her gas tube; it's a Browning Automatic RIFLE, not a goddamn LMG. lern2read witches.

>> No.18198789

>>18198697
Eh, that's fine and all. But it's not a match for an MG 42. If you're going to include a light machine gun as part of your infantry smallarms doctrine, you need something better than the BAR. Of course in the Pacific, it really was used more as a rifle.

For me, though, it's got to be the MG 42 and the M1911a1. I may actually build myself a 1911 once I have my own place.

>> No.18199193

>>18198789

Oh lawdy lawdy. MG-42 was a heavy machine gun, it was just so awesome it was light enough to put on a sling. Mmmmmmhmmmm. BAR was made for an entirely different job. Not that the lesser firepower was noticed as much, since the Americans could into semi-auto rifles.

>1911

I have one. SO SHINY

>> No.18200472

Ho, the thread's over, huh?

Too bad we hit image limit, otherwise I'd have dumped DESERT TANK WITCHES. The MC guy in that is great. Kisses big titted ex-witches and don't afraid of anything.

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