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Last time on Damaged Goods Chapter 4: Memories

“The store?” you step back over to the couch, sitting on the corner of a cushion not taken up by the geist
>”Do you like it?”
“It’s not the worst job I’ve had… there’s no dress code, which is nice.”
>”Is the work hard?” it said, readjusting itself on the couch
“Not really… they don’t sell too many heavy things there, so stocking is easy enough.”
>”Mmm… what about your co-workers; are they nice?”
“I’m actually by myself most of my shift… the owner leaves at 1:00 AM, s-”
>”Is he nice...?” cutting you off
“...I suppose. He keeps to himself mostly.”

…

>”Sorry… I’d just rather think about anything other than the pain right now…”

>You remember times when Rachel was so sick she couldn’t sleep
>Staying up all night watching movies was usually the perfect medicine; although you knew movies would do little here

“It’s fine.” You say, putting on a smile for the geist “You’ve told me plenty about geists tonight, now it’s your turn. Come on, hit me with another one.”
>”Heh…” it giggled, sounding relieved
>”Tell me about your family; what are they like?”

>Of course…

“Ha, well-”
>”Any brothers? Sisters maybe?”
“Actually, I don’t really... know my parents. I was surrendered to the state when I was born.”

>”...”

>You can already tell what it’s thinking

“You didn’t know, don’t feel bad.” you say, giving its’ ankle a reassuring squeeze. “It’s kind of hard to get worked up over people you never really knew anyway.”
>”...”
>Still no reply

>Letting yourself sink back into the cushions, you let out another long yawn
>Maybe you’ll just sleep here tonight… the thought of moving at this point seemed impossible
>Before nodding off, a quiet voice from the other end of the couch breaks the silence

>”No one should have to be alone…”

>>33482453
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

-~-~-~-~-~-(Two Weeks Later)-~-~-~-~-~-

3:54 AM

*spitting* “Uh...ughhhh…”

>Try and try, but you can’t rid your mouth of the taste of bile
>You don’t know why you’re even bothering; all you are doing is wasting what little fluid is left in your system

“Shit…” you mutter, attempting to keep quiet

>You knew something felt wrong even last night… tossing and turning, unable to get barely more than an hour of rest
>Then came the runs… the nausea, it was all you could do to make it through your last final of the semester
>And even then, you still had to work your shift at the dollar store

“…”

>You knew you had been pushing yourself, averaging only a few hours or so of sleep every night
>But hey, you’re young, you could handle it… right?
>Wrong


“...fuck me.”
>Unable to hold back anymore, you make another offering to the porcelain gods
“Ugh…”

>Still, between the last of your finals and work, you managed to drag yourself to the gun store to pick up the replacement Remington receiver
>”Her” new receiver

>As the days have gone on, it has become much harder to see the geist as an “it”
>It started off with small things; coming home to your bed being made, kitchen being cleaned up, and the apartment being straightened up in general
>She even made sure that rose you gave her had fresh water, though it had long since began to wilt and die

>As you started to bring home canned goods unfit for sale (scratches, dents and dings), that’s when the real surprises began
>Before now, you never knew that canned black beans, diced tomatoes, and bacon bits could become a gourmet dish
>To call her cooking anything less than “miraculous” would be an injustice

*spits*

>Not that food was what you wanted to think about at the moment

>Thank God you don’t have to work for the next couple of days…

>>33482467
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

>Still, as much as the hours sucked, the dollar store did give you plenty of time to think of a name for your 03-A3, dozens of which you had juggled around in your head before settling on one
>There was no special meaning behind the name… which did cause you to feel a little bad, as she seems to consider names to be a big deal to her kind
>To be perfectly honest, you just like the way the chosen name sounds

“Ugh…”

>Hopefully she likes it too...

>>33482484
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

>There is a light knocking on the door

*tap tap tap*
>”Anon, are you okay...?” comes a gentle whisper from outside

“Yeah... great.” you say, attempting to put on your best facade of health. “I just need a minute.”
>”Just… let me know if you need anything.”

>There is no way she believed that

“Sure…”

-(One Hour Later)-

>You don’t know when, but at some point you managed to fall asleep on the bathroom floor; the old tile making for a poor mattress
>Head pounding, mouth dried out... tongue like sandpaper…
>Water. You need water. Now.

>Grasping the edge of the sink, you managed to hoist yourself up
>Your arms and legs trembling as they struggle to support you
>Now if you could only get low enough to use the faucet…
>Cranking it on, you try to maneuver yourself closer to the running water

“...FUCK.”

>You were barely able to squat down a few inches before your legs gave out
>Reaching for anything to break your fall, you only managed to bring the shower curtain and rod down with you, landing hard
>Your head catching the edge of the old fashioned tub

>Laying flat out in the still damp tub, the bathroom feels like it's spinning, a slight ringing in your ears
>Everything seems… fuzzy, your eyes struggling to focus

>”Anon?” comes a worried voice from outside

>At least you can still hear
>...has she been right outside the bathroom this entire time?

“...”

>”Anon, I'm coming in…”

>Door creaking open, you hear the geist slowly creep in

>”Are you decent...?” some hesitation in her voice
“Uuuuugh…”

>”Anon!”
>A blurred silhouette of the geist appears over the tub, lowering down closer to your face
>That familiar scent of old milsurp filling your nostrils once more

>”Are you hurt?!”

>>33482495
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

“I...nah, I’m….I’m great…” you force out through the fog

>Your vision starts to come back into focus; a pair of dull jade eyes mere inches from your face

>”Let me just-” the geist places a hand on your forehand, before running it behind your neck
>”Oh my… you’re burning up,” she says, running the icy cold hand down your back. “Come on Anon, we need to get you out of here.”

>Before you could offer any protest, she already has you hoisted up and out of the tub

“Whoa, hey n-now…” you stammer, feeling light headed from the unexpected change in position

>Her strength was impressive… far greater than you had guessed, carrying the majority of your weight on her shoulders as your feet barely need do any of the work
>But her strength obviously comes at a cost in her current state, wincing with every other step

>”H-heh… almost... there…” her breathing becoming labored

>Before you know it, you’re changing positions once more; slowly being lowered onto the couch
>A pillow placed gingerly under your head before she goes back to the bathroom

>”Anon, do you have any medicines or anything…?” her voice growing more anxious
“I don’t thi-*cough*” you try to raise your voice, but straining your throat when it’s so dry only causes you to cough and gag, nearly vomiting once again
>”Don’t strain, don’t strain…” she repeats, shuffling to the kitchen with haste

>You can see her gripping her side out of the corner of your eye as she goes by
>Damn it…

>The sound of the sink running sounds like sweet, sweet music
>Water… thank God...

>”Here, Anon.” comes a gentle whisper as an icy-cold hand lifts your head to the glass

>Not wanting to look completely helpless, you prop yourself up as best as you can

>”Slowly… don’t make yourself sick.”

>Pacing yourself, you down half the glass before she pulls it away, setting it on the coffee table

>>33482504
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

“T-thanks.” you say, catching your breath.

>She simply smiles as she returns to the kitchen, turning on the sink once more before return to your side with a damp rag

“Heh… isn’t it me who is supposed to be taking care of you?

>Her gentle smile slowly turns to concern

>”I’m sorry, Anon…”
“Sorry…?” you say, groggily. “For what?”
>”You know what.” she said solemnly, laying the cool rag across your forehead
“N-not really…” you say, your head buzzing from the touch of the rag

>The geist sits down in front of the couch slowly, her back facing your chest
>The activity had obviously aggravated her side

>”If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be in such poor condition…”
“Hey now… don’t start with tha-”
>”It’s true, is it not?” she started. “If it wasn’t for me, you would have never had to pick up a second job, or gotten sick, or let your grades slide, and....”
>She pauses for a moment, using the edge of her hand to wipe away a couple of tears
>”And maybe… if it wasn’t for me, that girl wouldn’t have left you…”

>She wasn’t necessarily wrong… If you wouldn’t have brought her home, Rachel would have never gotten mad, and you wouldn’t be lying flat out, trying to keep a glass of water down…
>Not to mention you would be $200 richer
>Still… none of that was her fault

“None of that is on you… it’s not like you forced me to buy you.”

>Your words appear to have done nothing to comfort her as she silently wipes away more tears in an attempt to hide her emotions

>Damn it… today was supposed to be a good day

“...”

>Maybe it still can be...

>>33482513
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

“Hey… could you grab my backpack for me?”
>”H-huh?”
“My backpack… it's just in my room.”
>”Studying should be the last thing you are thinking of, Anon…” she says through a few sniffles
“N-no, no. It’s not for that.”

>With some effort, she is back on her feet, walking off to retrieve the pack

>”Here.” she says, offering you the bag, eyes puffy and red
“Open it up… there should be a package in there.”

>Sifting through the folders and notebooks, she pulls out a small brown box
>Text written in your handwriting across the top of it
>She mouths the words silently, before saying it aloud

>”To… Annabelle?” she says, genuine confusion in her voice. “Who’s Annabelle?”

>You remain silent, trying to suppress the smirk growing on your lips

>”I don’t know what you think is so… funny…” her sentence trailing off

>She looks at you wide eyed before pointing a single finger at herself
>You can’t hold back your smile any longer, nodding in agreement

“I hope it’s okay, if you don’t like it I could alwa-”
>”No, I-” she pauses, her face turning slightly red. “I love it… truly.”
“I’m glad…” you say, pointing a shaky finger to the package. “Go on, open it.”

>”R-right!”

>Like a kid on Christmas morning, she scrambled to open the box as quickly as possible, unraveling the steel object from the bubble wrap

>*gasp* “Ah! You bought me a Remington??” she exclaimed, shakily holding the flawless receiver
>Even though she looked mature, she was acting every bit of a giddy school girl right now
>If only for a moment, it was like she had forgotten about her pain all together

“Ha…” you chuckle lightly. “Yep… it’s all yours, but it may be a bit longer before I can get you to a smith, the guy I found is a bit pri-”

>>33482526
Damaged Goods Chapter 4 (cont.)

>Before you could finish, Anna had bent over the couch, placing an icy hand on your cheek, dull jade eyes locked on your own, receiver clutched to her chest
>Face still red from blushing

>”I don’t mind the wait.” she said in a sultry, smooth tone
>Leaning in, she plants a soft kiss onto your cheek
>”You’re a very sweet man, Anon… thank you.”
“N-no problem.” you stutter out

>You can feel your own face grow even hotter as blood rushes to your cheeks

>Again, she sinks back down to the floor, leaning up against the couch

>”Just let me know if you need anything at all, okay?” she says, letting her head rest back, long strands of beautiful chestnut hair spilling over your arm

>”I’ll be right here…”

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And that's all for this update! Felt weird getting back to writing after these past couple of weeks, but it was nice getting back to it.

Hope it was enjoyable for everyone, and, as always, feedback is appreciated.

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>>33482548
>>33482539

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>>33482548
This is the exact type of comfy that I live for. Well worth the wait between updates.

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>>33482548
Thanks for the update, Construct.


If I could get a few more people to vote on this, it's still tied.
http://www.strawpoll.me/12641529/r
I'm slightly disappointed that "Tanya is still a reservist, you know" is the least voted for, but I can understand why. You guys want a fluffier story than what that would more reasonably allow.
If it's still tied when I look tomorrow then I'll incorporate the top two.

The Pastebin for those who haven't read it yet:
https://pastebin.com/EAsu0ySW
and the google doc if you want to suggest changes and improvements, but not in the thread:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1hCYZYpaAN6Dc7_SLGphshiGWZgZRUQNPXE4xxZDlIiI/edit

https://pastebin.com/g2x4BLWF

>>33482839
I want another chapter of this too.

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>>33482893


>>33482914
yell at vampirefag

>>33482920
As far as I know, he's not here.

ATannie is up to date, folder too

https://pastebin.com/XbWjWNQM

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>>33482602
>>33482635
>>33482674
Glad you guys are enjoying it!

>Pic very related

>>33482674
>innawinterwoods sexy time
I should have never actually included that. It was going to happen anyway. . .
(How could it not? It's Nonna's Christmas present. Every year Tanya takes her Innawoods, alone, for the first week of the new year.)

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>im 3 threads behind

hey guys, I'm a pretty well liked writer here, I just want you guys to take a vote on this.
https://strawpoll.com/48g6agf

DID TANKS UPDATE?
I NEEEEEEED MY FIX

brought to you mother fuckers by the desire not to play Tom Clancy's 5.11 Oakley recon, here's some more Night Reich.

"Jesus fucking christ, woman. Is there any other shit I should know about?"
>"Not until I get to do it to you."
"Fucking christ...whatever, we're landing soon, lets get dressed." Jack says, resting his head on his thumb and forefinger.
>In a few hours the two had departed the ship into the royal palace of the acrani king, Jack noting that the pain in his joints had since faded, as the two made their way to the king's chamber.
>Just as about fifty days before, the king of the Acra awaited their arrival into the chamber.
>"Ah! Mister Herman! It's been too long! I trust the President had plenty to say about my choice in ambassadors."
"He was surprised, though I suspect none too thrilled about having a penal soldier like myself represent the whole of the species to another world."
>"A penal soldier?"
"Someone who's either in a role, or our military in general as punishment for committing a crime."
>"I know what that is, but... YOU? A penal soldier? It would explain how you've been getting along so well with your host, like minds think in pairs and all that, but... what did you do to become a penal soldier and what role?"
"I punched out an officer in a drunken haze and ended up in that armor your soldiers found me in. What did Pitra do?"
>"theft, a couple other things. Nothing too bad compared to what we imagine to be the severity of your crimes. And we made her a high risk territory infiltration specialist. In fact, she was on assignment when she and her team brought you back."
>Jack glanced over to Pitra, standing at ease, and back to the King.
"I've been meaning to ask, are there any military operations about that might lend to my use of some of the gear they sent along with me?"
>"Like in the war with the ic'rah?"
"I suppose so, yes."

>>33486184
>"As of now, I'll place at your discretion any militarily related excursions you wish to make, however, as a governance, it is the policy of the Yi'lunda government not to introduce two foreign species to each other if they haven't met, nor is it our policy to allow diplomats into conflicts of their own volition or otherwise except as a representative of their own respective government, under secrecy of denial if they happen to be captured or killed. Essentially, while I place you at your own discretion if you wish to deploy against some species, we will not discuss any species with you unless you know about them, nor will we disclose our state of diplomatic relations with any other species to you. If you choose to deploy, you do so at your own liability and risk, with our government denying any role in or knowledge of your actions and those of any assets assigned to your command should you choose to undergo such a deployment."
"So what your saying is I can do what I want to who I want, but you're not aware of the existence of any such operation, or assets, nor would you be at liberty to discuss such an operation or assets if they did in fact exist."
>"So long as you aren't attacking Acra out there, that's the idea."
"Good to know we understand each other."
>"Likewise... Now about your living quarters, I was thinking of putting you somewhere in the palace or out in the country on your preference. Of course if you wish to continue living with Pitra as I've been informed, you may continue to do so. I understand if you need a moment to discuss it."
>Jack looked back over his shoulder at Pitra, and gave a questioning tilt of the head, to which he received an enthusiastic nod and a mouthing of the words "You're mine." Before turning back to the king with his answer.
"That won't be necessary, we'd prefer to stick together."

>>33486186
>"So be it. Now, for the time being, I must part company with you. It's been good to meet you, now I'm sure you have some settling in to do, I'll arrange personally for your transport and that of your equipment back to your residence."
"Thank you, sir. Best of luck." Jack said, turning, walking past Pitra with a stroke of the arm which more or less served as an order to follow, as he exited the king's chamber.
>As they walked Pitra decided to break the silence."So. The aches still bothering you?"
"No. They're gone. If it's anything, it's not malaria."
>"Hmm. In that case I'm not letting you out of my sight. It could be you got something from me." Pitra said as they turned a corner to the hanger, where the nano suits and weapons were being loaded to a planetside dropship.
"What'd that be, short range troop transport?" Jack inquired as he looked on at the strange looking drop ship.
>"That's right. We use them to carry troops and supplies to the line."
"No hiss." Jack replied with a rather odd tone.
>"What?" Pitra
"Okay, maybe that one was a bit arkane."
>Once the two saw that their equipment was loaded up, they proceeded aboard the transport and Pitra said something to the crew that Jack could only assume was a simple direction to her residence.
>This was all fine to Jack he afterall, he could go for a nap...

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New story:
Pictured: Maxie
Story: Pistol Problems

"Thirteen in 10s and three in the 9s at eight yards. Nicely done, Maxie"
>you say as you set your Beretta 92FS down on the shooting bench
>in a muted flash your pistol's waffegeist appeared sitting on the table, wearing her usual ankle high boots, mid-thigh black shorts, dark blue T-shirt with a silver beretta logo on the right breast, a choker with her first spent case hanging off it, and a light sheen of sweat showing on her exposed skin
"Grazie, but you're getting better as well, maestro."
>the little Italian waffegeist says as she looks up at you with a big grin
"Practice makes perfect"
>you say as you ruffle Maxie's hazelnut brown hair earning a giggle from her
>Maxie was quite possibly your most prized possession and not just because she was the only gun you had with a waffegeist inhabiting it
>she was your first gun ever and had shown her waffegeist form to you after you had defended yourself from a meth head that had kicked in your door and stabbed you
>she was also the reason why you hadn't bled out in your kitchen waiting for an ambulance

>>33486199
"Well, since we are at the range I think it's time to put some rounds through that police trade in pistol finally"
>you say before turning to your gun case and retrieving your recently acquired pistol as Maxie hopped down from the shooting bench
"If you say so, maestro"
>Maxie replied as she wiped her brow then stretched
>your newest pistol may have been a police trade in, but it was a genuine steel frame IMI Jericho 941R in 9mm
"Shall we see what she can do, Maxie?"
>you ask with a smile as you set the Jericho and its two magazines onto the bench
"I still don't see why you needed a Jericho. You have me already."
>Maxie says with a frown as she watches you load the mags
"I've told you before Maxie, you're not being replaced, but what happens if I can't get to you or you're being worked on and someone breaks into the house or something?"
>you say as hook a fresh silhouette to the hangers while the short waffegeist crosses her arms, but doesn't say anything
"Besides you're the only waffegeist I have. The other guns are just guns and this one gives no indication of having a Geist."
>you finish as you watch the silhouette travel down the rails to the 7 meter mark
"That is conceal carry distance."
>the 92FS waffegeist says with a grumble as she looks up at you
"Don't be like that, Maxie"
>you say as you gently pat her head then pick up the Jericho and slap a mag home making the slide unlock, jump forward, and load one round
"Well, that's handy"
>you say looking down at the ready to fire pistol before holding the Jericho's grip firmly while Maxie squints at the other pistol from where she is leaning against the wall
"Show me you deserve a name."
>you say lining up the sights as Maxie watches

>>33486202
>you decide to begin with a simple double tap
BANG BANG
>both hits are nearly dead center 10s
>you glance down to the Jericho and then at Maxie who is looking rather surprised as she stares at the two hits
>you let out a thoughtful "hmm" then let loose with rapid double taps until all 15 rounds have been fired then drop the empty mag, slap home the second mag, and start a quick mag dump
>out of the thirty shots fired twenty-five are inside the 10 ring and almost all of them are touching
"Well, damn I guess this one is getting a name after all."
>you say as you set the Jericho on the bench
"Most of that was from you, maestro"
>Maxie quickly says as she tugs on your shirt making you look down at the pistol Geist
"I suppose so, but it does mean this Jericho is in even better shape than I originally thought"
>you say as you look down at the short waffegeist

>>33486207
"I would think I do deserve a name, my new master."
>a new voice says from the shooting bench
>you and Maxie quickly look and see a girl standing on the bench and looking down the range at the now perforated silhouette target
>the girl has a slight tan, short dark brown hair, is wearing ankle high combat boots, wool socks, dark blue cargo shorts, and a light blue polo shirt with the insignia of the Israeli Police on one shoulder
"Jericho?"
>you ask as it's fairly obvious your newly acquired gun does indeed have a waffegeist
"Yes, IMI, Jericho 941R"
>the short waffegeist replies crisply as she turns to face you and Maxie
"Though, I hope that is not the name you are planning on using for me, my new master."
>the pistol waffegeist says as you get a look at her
>unsurprisingly she's short and maybe a half inch taller than Maxie at 4'11"
"Well, Maxie it looks like you'll have a safe sister after all"
>you say with a smile as the Jericho's waffegeist hops down from the bench and smiles at you and Maxie
>your 92FS' waffegeist however just frowns

>>33486212
"Did you have a name from your time in the service?"
>you ask while walking with the two pistols clinging to a hand each as you all walk to the car
"Why do you ask, master?"
>the Jericho inquires while she and Maxie lazily look around the parking lot, their protective nature as pistols showing
"Well I know some surplus or trade in guns and waffegeists are given names during their time in service."
>you explain as you open the passenger door and both pistols move forward to sit shotgun
"Maxie, take the back seat so I can talk to our newest Geist."
>you say with a nod to the back door
>Maxie narrows her eyes and huffs before climbing in and slamming the door shut
>perplexed you look at your 92FS' Geist but she looks away with her arms crossed
"Well, this should be an interesting time. Also, my previous master called me Amita"
>the Jericho's Geist says before climbing into the front seat
>you look between the sulking Maxie, Amita who's wearing a small grin, put two and two together and come to a logical conclusion
"Drama ahoy"
>you mutter before climbing into the car and starting the journey home


Okay feedback please.
Also fair warning: this will get lewd as FUCK later on.

>>33486215
Ohhhh, fighting over masters attention? Tricky to do, but I'd love to see where it is going

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>>33486062
Yeah, previous thread. Don't think anyone noticed it though

>>33486371
That was... not the picture I had intended to post. But it works I guess

>>33486371
God damn did I love Katawa Shoujo... Rin made me cry like a bitch, and then a few months later Lt. Gen. Mikhail Kalashnikov passed away and so I got terribly drunk on vodka as well as cried like a bitch.

>>33486366
>Ohhhh, fighting over masters attention?
fighting over master's attention you say? This calls for a repost

https://pastebin.com/WJnSYPYv

>After a long day at work you are driving to the farm you call home, as the roof of the main building appears behind the hill you hear a shot
>"Those two are at it again" you curse as you speed up, you'll need to put a stop to this before they break something (again)
>You park your car and walk towards the barn from which the sound seems to have orginated, you see a girl in Confederate uniform clutching a Richmond rifle ducking behind a pile of planks, shouting:
>"Come out yah damn yankee bitch an' ah'll kill ya!" to which another girl with a Western Massachusetts accent replies:
>"You wish you fuckin' rebel slut!"

>>33486657

>"Stop it you two, what brought on this civil war re-enactment this time?" you ask as the Southern girl, Anna, is just finishing loading her rifle.
>"Ah cain't stand that bitch any longer, always pickin' on me with no reason!" Anna says as the other girl, wearing a 1860s Union uniform, comes out holding a model 1861 Springfield.
>"What do you mean "with no reason" you whore? You are always clinging to Anon & trying to sneak into his bed at night!" the Union girl, named Haru, yells at Anna.
>"You're just pissed 'cause ah always beat ya to it" Anna replies as she tries to put a new percussion cap in without anyone seeing.
>"Wait, what? That's what the ruckus you two cause almost every night is about?" you ask as you grab a hold of the Richmond and take it away from her.
>"I-I have no idea what she's talking about, it's just not right for a rifle to be like that with her owner!" Haru says with panic in her voice.
>"You two do realise there's plenty of room for all of us in my bed?" you say as Anna starts reaching for her bayonet.
>Your words stop them in their tracks as they look at you with flustered faces. They look at each other and even though they don't say anything, it's clear they are discussing your proposal.
>"...if Anon says it's OK, I guess I'll have to allow her to sleep with you, but only on the condition that I'm there as well to make sure she doesn't force herself on to you", Haru says with a cute tsundere face.
>"Whut ya actually mean is ya actually want a threesome, don't ya?" Anna asks with a knowing expression. You expect Haru to go ballistic, but instead she just blushes.
>"So, now that the Civil War is finally over, I've got some fresh meat, beer and bourbon in the truck, shall we have a barbecue?" you ask.
>"Anon is a pervert", Haru says
>"Ya'll both perverts" says Anna.

>>33486665

>"Pervert, me? What makes you say that?" you ask.
>"Ain't ya just tryin' to get us drunk?" Anna asks before adding:
>"Not that ah mind..."
>"Fine, we are all perverts, now let's go get the food and fire up the grill." you say and the girls agree.
>This isn't the first time you have seen them drink, but you are still surprised by Anna's ability to take hard liquor, Haru on the other hand is a bit different story & it doesn't take long before she's drunk. Now it's Anna's turn to get angry at Haru for being too clingy as you cut Haru off from drinking any more.
>"I'm so tired, don't you think it's time to go to bed Anon?" Haru asks.
>"What are you talking about, it's still light out here" you say as you worry about what Anna will do if this keeps on going any longer.
>"So we'll have plenty of time until morning!" she says while trying to un-button your shirt.
>"Not fair ya li'l yankee skank, didn't we agree to share?" Anna is getting jealous.
>"Then hurry up and join us!" Haru exclaims as she moves on to unfastening your belt & Anna joins her.
>Not wanting to lose to these two, you wrap your arms around their waists and start carrying them towards the house as the two girls struggle, scream and laugh at the same time.
>You were worried that this day would end with yet another uneasy truce, but in the end things turned out quite nicely for you.

>>33486517
Just be glad that you never played the beta story.
Playing the beta story was a mistake. I got Hanako when I played the original, so I tried for her again in the beta. . .

There are no happy endings. Even the good end.


>>33482674
Poll says InnaWinterWoods sexy time, but, really, I was going to do that anyway. Looks like the long-run is going to be Mercs have more Funs (More Money too).
I'll start writing in a bit.

>>33486810
>There are no happy endings. Even the good end.
OT, but have you tried School Days, I keep forgetting it even *has* good endings.

>>33486826
School Days is shit, and should never be compared to Katawa Shoujo. It is a travesty of a VN and deserves to burn in hell.

>>33482548
Daww, heat warming!

>>33486810
Hanako is FUCKING intense. Her bad ending is terrifying. I felt like shit. As for Shizune... all my hatred. Seriously, I enjoyed her bad ending more than her good ending. Even though the art for the bad ending is pretty messed up. She looks like she's 8 fucking feet tall, or more.

>>33486371
Bullshit, I noticed.

Also, what are those top two shows? In your pic?

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>>33484236
You were stabbed, nigga. It's fucking understandable.

>>33486921
Fate/Stay: Night (Visual Novel, Anime, Manga)
Katawa Shoujo (Visual Novel - made by 4chan)

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>>33486215
>this will get lewd as FUCK

JT will be out for a while

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>>33475311
I don't think it's wrong for you to advertise here. It's things that you wrote. They're /k/ related. It's all good.

>>33475362
Damn. Poor guy. It's humorous, I guess, but the context behind the situation and what he's basically trying to do keeps me from laughing about it. It's well written, but it's giving me feels, not funnies. It's good, though.

>>33475697
Guess it would be more like deployment then duty. Still, drinking while deployed. Lucky bastards.

>>33477125
I'm not sure what that is, but I'm fairly certain that's not food.

>>33477177
Hey! That's not tr... Yeah. It's true...

>>33478292
A..a...anatomy? Like what kind of anatomy?

>>33478293
That's sweet. Battlefield fun and romantic reminiscing. Nice stuff.

>>33479316
I can't wait for the Detroit scenes, slotting floppies with 72 tons of TD. Liked the closing out of the D.C. scenes. Felt complete and nicely wrapped up.

>>33479519
This scene is pretty good. Seems a lot easier to get into the Finnish Army than America's military. Don't even need documentation; you just need a guy. Glad to hear the shooterless rifles are getting taken care of.

>>33480657
>>33480695
>>33480706
I find the FDF ability to carve dicks very impressive. We only have one dick that's not drawn and that's a hammer shaft. It's well done, but we need more.

>>33482548
That's a nice update. Very fluffy. I really sympathize with Anon's plight. I've had migraines so bad that I was puking and laying down for hours in semi public toilets just to make the pain not so bad.

>>33483746
It's the gift that keeps on coming... Sorry...

>>33486184
It's a fun game. But no favorite battle raifu and no ALICE webbing. Though the description for the G36C makes me think that at least one guy on the team is on here somewhere.

>>33486191
Hooray! Space loving! And space mercs. Be an Acra amongst Acras.

>>33486215
I know why I have this boner now. Liking it so far. Hope to see you around, space cowboy.

>>33486371
I notice. Just a but behind

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>>33487426
>message from a friend
That has me a little worried

>>33487630
fight and injuries at work. got to ride the "blue light taxi". trying to establish contact now

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>>33487426
>JT/AT gone for a bit
>probably a routine checkup
>my wife is innahospital for gallstone and gallbladder removal
>not allowed to see her
>currently on laundry duty
>using a friend's house for it
>he tells me it's ok as long as I let the dogs out and feed the cat

I'm...I'm not useless, I swear.

>>33487745
Which one, the one that takes you to "state's hotel" or the one which takes you to hospital?

>>33487766
Likely the latter. Friend mentioned injuries sustained

>>33487776
Thought so as well, though a similar nickname used here in Finland, "sword taxi" (police patrol van), has me wondering...

>>33487766
don't know yet

>>33487764
not routine. This is either an injury or arrested (?)

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>>33486215
Damn this is cute.
>>33487837
>mfw

Continuing The Road Home. If you want a refresher, check my Pastebin:
https://pastebin.com/Qg2h7dxy

>After a quickly updating your knowledge of what was going on in the online world, as well as browsing Amazon for something in particular, you were ready to get out of the house.
“You four better be ready,” you called from the room, turning off your computer.
>“Vi är,” a slightly obstructed Swedish voice called out.
>Walking back into the living area, you saw Yu had settled down on the couch with a book that she had fished out of your collection a few days ago while Lee sat at the island and wrote something out on a sheet of notebook paper.
“List of today’s chores?” you ask, peeking over her shoulder.
>“Something like that, love,” she smiled at you, quickly covering the paper with her forearm.
“Alright then. I’m gonna get going. Don’t overwork yourself today.”
>“When have I ever done that?” she asked playfully.
“I just don’t want to have to clean you later. Though, since I plan on stripping down Jacklyn today, I could-”
>She flicked your forehead before you could even finish.
“Goodbye Anon. Love you,” she said, before giving you a peck on the cheek.
>You returned the gesture with a quick hug from behind before breaking off and heading over to the Type 53.
“Behave,” you warned with jest.
>“Hmm…”
>You ruffled the top of the geist’s hair before heading down to the breezeway.
> You were greeted by three girls who had a distinct style, and one that looked completely out of place.
>Dia was wearing the same yellow and black checkered skirt from yesterday, along with black pantyhose but had changed shirts. Now her chest was adorned by a muted blue Magpul tee with faded orange lettering on it. Over that she had an olive M65 on, her hands stuffed into her pockets as her spectacled gaze met yours.

>>33488098
>On her feet was a pair of olive-drab and black jungle boots, making her look like some cross between a magazine model and Vietnam grunt. Her round, red framed glasses didn’t exactly go with the rest of outfit, but at the same time you couldn’t bear to see her without them.
>The Swedish rifle was dressed in a similar way. A forest green pea coat covered up whatever she had on underneath and hid her slightly heavyset form, while a gray skirt with a slightly visible M90 pattern came down above her knees. Her feet were covered by knee-high black socks and Tretorn boots that had been turned black from use.
>Her green eyes shimmered behind her thin framed glasses as she smiled jovially- the most cheerful of your ex-military guns. Her distinctive elven ears were covered by a gray beanie, which only allowed the fringes of her dark-brown hair out.
>Your CZ-75 was looking just as pleased to go out as your Swedish FNC. Her curly, light gray hair was tied into the usual pigtails. She had on a parka with the M60 patter over a white zippered hoodie, tight jeans on her legs, and a pair of gray Vans.
>Finally there was the newest addition to your group, and by far the least unique looking one. The same bobbed, messy, light brown hair came down just over the Aussie’s forehead. Her glasses had almost a green glare to them, her similarly green eyes spelling uncertainty beneath.
>She had on the same worn leather boots, frayed jeans, and black t-shirt from the day before, but had put on a gray fleece coat that was a bit too large for her, which she presumably took from the closet.
>“Anon, I didn’t know I was stepping into the realm of high fashion,” she said, half teasing, half embarrassed to be around the other geists who, unlike Yu or Lee, had a very unique sense of style.
“Yeah these three are kind of…” you trailed off, not to sure how to finish.
>“Cute!” Freja suggested, grabbing hold of your arm for confirmation.

>>33488102
“You and Cassidy, sure, but Dia... Eh…”
>“What?” she asked, obviously not having been paying attention to what was just said.
>“So, is dressing like this mandatory or not?”
“Your clothes, your choice,” you said, fishing a Gorka 1 jacket out of the closet in the breezeway.
>“Huh… Guess I never really ever thought about them too much…”
>You grabbed your house and car keys from a little table near the front door and made your way into the garage, geists in tow.
“So, who’s riding shotgun?”
>The four looked around at each other before Dia and Freja, neither of whom were particularly small, locked eyes. You could sense what was coming next.
>In a flash the two were going at it, arms locked together as they pushed and shoved.
>“Anon, don’t you think you should stop them?” Jack asked.
“Nah,” you shrugged as the two fought in the little room they had in the garage.
>The two went back and forth while Cassidy, Jack, and you got out of the way. The fight consisted of a lot of grunts and a great deal of shoving- a type of inverted tug of war. Dia had gotten had gotten the upper hand early on, but was beginning to succumb to the extra weight that your AK 5C possessed.
>Eventually Dia had been pushed into one of the Mosin crates you had in the corner and had been planning on converting into a coffee table, her butt falling on top of it.
>She winced as she rubbed her behind, the elf standing proud over her, basking in victory and the dim light of the garage.
>Dia sighed as you opened up the driver side door of your truck, moving seat forward. Dia went in, then Cassidy, followed by Jack. Freja went around to the other side as you slid your seat back and hoisted yourself in.
>With the tap of a button, your garage was opening and you were backing out onto your long gravel driveway, turning the truck around to drive out. Glancing into the rearview mirror, you could see Jack gawking at your house and the surrounding environment.

>>33488110
>“Anon, it’s been so long since I’ve seen woods like this… The last time had to be when I was with that hippie guy.”
“Yeah, I live pretty far out in the middle of nowhere.”
>“Yeah…” she trailed off, gazing upon nature for the first time in years.
>“Anon, can we listen to music on the way there?” Freja asked, gesturing for you to get out your phone.
“Sure. You just gotta be willing to play what the three in the back want occasionally.”
>“Självklart,” she said with a nod and smile.
>Your truck meandered down the drive, and you hit brakes as you approached the road, stopping before turning out.
“Alright, here’s the plan for today,” you said, turning around to the other three.
>Jacklyn was still staring out the window, fascinated by her surroundings.
>“Oh, sorry Anon,” she said, snapping back to attention.
“I’m thinking we head toward where I work. We’ll hit up Goodwill and then the mall. While in town we might go to the gun store there, but this is where I’ll let you guys have the choice. It’s a thirty to forty minute drive into the city, and the same length back; we could go to the gun store there, or we could turn around, come back, drop off our stuff, and go the gun shop in the opposite direction- the one we all like- as well as Target to get food for the rest of the week. If we do that, we could also look at more clothes and other necessities for Jack, but it will take quite a bit longer. Do y’all have a preference?” you asked, the hint of a drawl you picked up in recent years coming through.
>“I like the second idea,” Cassidy responded.
>“Second,” came Dia.
>“I haven’t been to a gun store as a customer since I was in Australia, so I’d like to see what you like about this other one,” Jack replied.
“Freja?”
>“I guess the second, since everyone else wants that.”
“It’s settled then. Everyone buckled in?”
>With four noises of confirmation, you were off.

>>33488118
>The ride was peppered with chitchat and banter, along with an odd variety of music. You had a bit of everything to satisfy everyone in your house- or at least to the degree that was possible. This led to a playlist that had heavy Vietnam sounding overtones, but was met with metal, Eurobeat, a variety of EDM, and a little J-Pop. Along with this, you broke out all the Redgum songs you had saved, hoping the Aussie in the back would appreciate the little music you had from the land down under. This strange symphony blared from your old pickup as you cruised through the southern forests, three of the four singing or moving their heads along, the other in awe of her surroundings.
>Before long though, the woods melted away into a slightly more residential area, which surrounded a small city, if it could even be called that. During your ride the sky had become slightly overcast, but still relatively light.
>You found yourself taking a pull through spot in the back of a strip mall parking lot, hands being nipped at by the early spring air as you fumbled with the seats to let the three in the back out. You squinted your eyes towards the blue and white logo adorning the largest building the complex, what little sun was able to peek through the clouds glaring into your eyes off the windscreen of your truck.
“Alright, we’re here to get Jack some clothes, but if any of you end up finding something you really like, I’ll splurge since it’s Goodwill. That said, I don’t want to drop a ton of money here, but if we can get the bulk of your stuff here and cut down on time elsewhere, I’m not gonna be opposed,” you said, directing the second part to Jack.
>“Sounds like a plan,” she replied.
>As you made your way up to the door, you saw there was a notice posted next to a handgun with a slash through it, as there had always been, which read “All Geists MUST Be Accompanied by Qualified Adult.”

>>33488131
>Initially, the other three ran in, but Jack was being characteristically nervous as she stood in front of the threshold.
“Something wrong?”
>She pointed to the notice on the outside.
“It’s fine. No one around here really cares about that shit, and besides, most geists look human enough to never get caught if they violate that,” you say, reaching your arm out to her.
>She responds in kind by grabbing your forearm as you yank her toward you. Catching up with the other three, you leave them to browse the racks of clothing as you head back to the entrance of the store to kill time.
>As you fiddle with your phone, checking whatever your mind wanders to, you hear the four guns laughing, talking, and all over having a good time- this is what you want. It’s been less than 24 hours, but Jack seems to be adjusting just fine to her new surroundings and the other three aren’t about to break out into a skirmish.
>The store was surprisingly empty for being a Saturday, and there was only one clerk on duty at the register, but you figured that was all for the better.
“How ya’ doing?” you asked, flashing a cheesy smile over to the middle-aged woman.
>She groaned and rolled her eyes, and you just chuckled, going back to your phone.
>A short while after, the girls were approaching you with bundles of cloth and some shoes.
>“Aight cunt here’s what I got: Some polos, daks, uggs, and a pair of thongs,” the Aussie said.
“Uh… where the thongs and Uggs, and what are exactly are daks?” you asked, her lingo going over your head.
>She groaned.
>“Uggs, daks, thongs,” she said slowly, pointing to boots, then pants, and finally a pair of flip flops.
>Her choices were pretty bland, by any standard. Two pairs of straight fit jeans, three polo shirts of varying drab colors, an old pair of leather work boots, and a pair of flip flops. There was also something white mixed in between the jeans.
“What’s this?”

>>33488138
>Lifting up one of the pants in Dia’s arms and removing the garment, you saw that it was a white sundress. It looked surprisingly feminine, compared to the outfits that looked more like what you recalled your dad wearing to work every day. The biggest thing about it was that it was a little dirty- and you weren’t sure if it would actually wash out.
“Isn’t this a little girly?” you teased.
>“Mind your own bizzo,” she stammered, looking at the ground.
“How about you put these back and we’ll get some higher quality ones at the mall?” you suggest, handing her the dress and flip flops from Cassidy’s grasp, taking the shirts from the Aussie.
>“Sure…” she said embarrassedly.
“If that’s everything then, we’ll check out and head over to the mall.”
>A few minutes later you were out the door, plastic bags of clothing in hand. As the other four got back into the car, you opened up the tailgate of your truck and popped the cover up, throwing the loot inside.
>As you got in and started the vehicle up, you saw Dia leaning up to Freja, whispering something. Neither Cassidy nor Jack noticed, as they were talking about something else entirely.
“What are we keeping a secret?” you asked quietly, leaning in.
>“Nothing, Anon,” Dia replied, falling back into her seat.
>With a shrug, you were heading toward the next stop of the day.

And that's all I have for today. As always, (you)s are a great motivator, be they comment or critique.

>>33487433
Glad you enjoyed that Glock scene in 'Another One Please, to Dull the Pain'. Melodramatic title, I know, but I think it's fitting. It wasn't really supposed to be an overly comedic scene but I seen some comedy in it all the same, but like you said it's also very dramatic and sad. Very interesting mix, though I'd like to try writing a straight-up comedy someday.

Anyways, thanks for the feedback for...

>>33475311
and
>>33475362

In less than a month's time I should be doing a big promotion with my first four books going for free, my fifth for a discount, but also a third in the Living amongst the Dead series should be finished by then. I'm already 4500 words into it even though I'm still sick. I'll mention AOP tDtP, specifically pointing out the Glock scene, to see if anyone's interested. It's free so even though it's only a small part of the book, it shouldn't count too much as shilling. Cheers!

>>33488149
Exciting...

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Update soon.

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>>33488771
Fuck yeah!

>>33488149
This pleases me greatly, I love everyday life stories.

>>33487433
>Guess it would be more like deployment then duty. Still, drinking while deployed. Lucky bastards.
Finnish Navy has regulations in place to allow drinking onboard ships on special occasions (like when a Finnish Navy ship passes certain island, though it's one shot per sailor) and/or when the ship is moored in a foreign port & the crew gets a shore leave: those who stay behind are allowed one or two sauna beers.

>>33487433
>I'm not sure what that is, but I'm fairly certain that's not food.
yes it is, it's peasoup: green peas, water, smoked ham and a bit of salt, it looks disgusting and tastes rather bland as-is, but with chopped onions and mustard it's pretty good (also cheap & simple)

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I live. Got a ride in a policecar because i didn't use my full name to introduce myself after SOMEONE ELSE started a fucking racefight in my job. 3/10, kinda annoying

>>33487433
>A..a...anatomy? Like what kind of anatomy?

Ever wondered what a CF receiver does to an AR? Those skeleton handguards? Wood handguards? Different optics?

Yes?

So has Lala

>>33488831
>around Finns, the ice is thin

I was mid-shower, rinsing my hair, and suddenly realized why Finnish guns are sexual assault rifles.

For the life of me, I can't recall in detail, but it had to do with that crazy bastard in the screencap and being ok with being whacked with barbed wire wielded by young members of the same family while all involved parties were nude.

I found it difficult to breathe due to laughter.

>>33489177
Post the screencap. Kek wills it.

>>33489225
Sadly, I have a new phone. Said cap was lost to the sudden BSOD of the old.

Maybe some kind anon will post it.

>>33488792
Oh hey look it's someone who is actually excited for my story.

What are some good stories with monstergirls?

>>33489329
Do Waffegeists count as monstergirls?

>>33489336
No.

>>33489348
I don't think we have any here. Try >>>/tg/

>>33489348
I'm pretty sure Sako counts.

>>33489405
Elves aren't monstergirls.
(Dark Elves, maybe. But only because of how kinky they are.)

>>33489329
pastebin.com/7yrkl6dj

saw this on another wfg. bretty gud

>>33478293
>You dig into your food with the same vigor that you normally show at Nonna’s meals and are treated to the orgasmic delight that is your rifle’s cooking
>You swear that she can make anything taste good
>As you eat you make sure to over-exaggerate your reactions to Nonna’s food with such lines as:
“You’ve really outdone yourself this time~!” and “No-one in the galaxy could ever cook better than you~!”
>When she keeps eating while pretending to ignore you, you lean into her to get her attention, then just smile at her and say “nothing” when she asks what you want
>She blushes, gently pushes on your shoulder, and tells you to stop it while looking away, with her tail wagging behind her through the chair’s back
>It brings you no end of pleasure to see her like this. She’s too fucking cute
>If the levels of adorable that she is in moments like this were converted to sugar in your system, you’d have gotten, and died from, diabetes many times by now
>The rest of the table, used to you and Nonna’s antics, continue in their own worlds
>Your two pistols continue to watch what you can only assume to be cat videos, or some equivalent, on their tablet
>It’s amazing how far they’ve come from when they were introduced back in the 2000’s
>They’ve finally become what they probably should have been marketed as originally: an upgrade of the laptop
>The damn things are more powerful than the most high-end gaming PCs of the 60s now. They can even produce full-colour touch-screen holo-monitors
>You think the shortest charge you’ve ever gotten was about three days, but that was because you forgot it, turned on, and with an emulator of DOOM (2016 reboot) 2 running
>The game’s old as dirt, but SO fucking fun
>Especially with the mod that makes all of the weapons have Waffegeists that follow you around and comment on the shit that’s going on
>They even get all hot and bothered when you shoot them for long periods of time

>>33489808
>You swear that it’s one of the greatest mods to ever exist
-
>Finishing your plate, you looking at the rest of the table, beyond the two pistols in front of you
>Stella is listening to Gabriella, Katya, Hanna, and Natalia discuss the prospects of war
>Still
>You get their interest in the possibility of war, you are too, but after half an hour you would have figured that they’d have digressed onto something else entirely
>You probably would have
>Gabriella seems to agree with Katyusha that the Sol Confederacy should declare war against the Krat immediately, and believes that, while the Confederacy will wait, that wait will be to try to convince other nations to join us in our declaration of war.
>You decide to join the conversation
“The SC isn’t stable enough at its borders to even think about fighting against the Krat,” you interject at a lull in their discussion. “Pirates are still enough of a threat out there that the military still has to keep dedicated fleets to deal with them, and yet they still cost our forward colonies hundreds of lives, and hundreds of thousands of credits monthly. If the Krat were mindless bugs that would just kill everything, and accept no surrender, then that would be one thing, but they’re not Tyranids from 40k, or Archies from Starship Troopers. These things can actually make deals, and they’ll definitely start paying those pirates even more than they already do”
>They were mildly startled by your sudden interjection for but a moment before Nonna added
“Tanya would also have to go to war if the SC did. She’s still a reservist, which means that Stella and I would also be going,” her words came out with an odd mix of longing and fear.
>likely longing to fight at my side again, and fear that I may not come back

>>33489818
>Nonna’s point cut through Gabriella, her red eyes widening and her white bob-cut hair frizzing at the seemingly sudden realization of what that meant
>She was rather attached to Stella, and, beyond her desire to simply be with the quiet, muscular, Geist, there was also the problem of how no-one else knew how to run the shop quite like the two of them other than you and Nonna
>If you were gone with Nonna and Stella, then she would have to train Katyusha or Hanna to help her with everything, and that was not going to be an easy task
>before she could properly respond, however, Natalia spoke up
“What do you mean, ‘more than they already do’?” She asked. “You mean the Krat are already getting the pirates to harass the SC?”
“The short and long is ‘Yes’,” you tell her. “They’ve been doing it for a long time. At least 11 years. Our unit found absolute proof of it while we were stationed in Deneb, but nothing ever came of it.”
>It takes a second to process this before Katya rages
“That should have been grounds to declare war in the first place! Why have we not glassed them yet?!”
>Katya’s black hair stood almost on end in agitation at the thought of the SC seemingly ignoring the obvious act of aggression
“Because the complete destruction of their worlds would put us onto everyone else's shit-list, Blödmann!” Hanna retorted. “If we’re seen as easily willing to wipe a sapient race from the face of the galaxy, what do you think the rest of the galaxy will think of us?!”
>Here they go again
“They would thank us for ridding them of a pox upon the galaxy!” Katya shot back. “The Krat-”
>Your attention is drawn away from Katya and Hanna’s argument by Stella tapping on the table near you, trying to get your attention
>Her neon green eyes filled with a small amount of apprehension

>>33489829
“Yes? What do you need, Stella?” you ask in the kindest tone that you can make
>Stella’s always been a shy one despite the way that she looks, which makes it surprising at how quickly she hit-it-off with Gabriella, or how well she handles the counter
“Earlier, a H’nado researcher came in, and I told him about you and Nonna’s relationship.” She explains, her soft voice just barely audible over the AK and G3’s arguing
>You’re pretty sure that they’re the reason why that conversation hadn’t changed topics yet, now that you think about it
“I feel that I may have been out of line in doing so, and would like to apologize.”
“It’s fine, Stella. It’s not like it’s some trade secret.” You reassure her.
“Well, it’s not now,” Nonna half-teases
>Luckily, Stella is used to Nonna’s jokes by now and knows that she’s not serious
>Relief is clearly visible on her face
“I see. I apologize for wasting your time.” Stella says, ending the conversation and turning back to Gabriella
>You’re pretty sure that Gabriella takes Stella’s hand in hers under the table.
>L-Lewd!
>You remember the first time Nonna set about teasing her
>She was in tears within the first five minutes and you had to get Nonna to stop
>It took you three days to convince Stella that Nonna really was just joking with her and that she hadn’t actually done anything wrong
>Though, you don’t really remember what it was that she’d done to prompt Nonna’s teasing in the first place
>You casually place your hand on top of Nonna’s
>She smiles gently at you as she turns her hand over and interlocks her fingers with yours
>You smile back, looking straight into her beautiful eyes
>You don’t even pull your hands under the table as you bask in the moment

Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/EAsu0ySW
G-Doc: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1hCYZYpaAN6Dc7_SLGphshiGWZgZRUQNPXE4xxZDlIiI/edit

>>33489841
Looking good. I'm quite curious as to what these spacebugs are capable of.

https://pastebin.com/AEScV9U9
Since I'm an idiot and forgot. Here's the pastebin link for Pistol Problems, Part 1. Expect Part 2 in a week or two.

>>33487433
>no favorite battle raifu
Literally open world third person pleb tier tacticool infomercial about shit that's only half way decent.

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My road trip ended a bit early after some sketch stuff went down, but that's a good thing because now you guys get an update sooner. my trip gave me the break I needed to get my inspiration back. see you soon guys!

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>>33491951
Awesome to hear you're back! Glad to know you got the break you needed, as you deserved some good relaxation.
>captia: highway nigs

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>>33486846
Anna is a sweetheart. Glad you liked it!

>>33487433
Glad you liked it man. Yeah, I've slept on the bathroom floor before... no fun. Anon would be shit out of luck if Anna wasn't there.

>Doing some writing
>Have Hickok45 playing in the background

>Hear this at 11:25
https://youtu.be/cBIjL_tKQUE?t=11m25s

Heh, y-yeah... that would be totally weird...

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>>33493591
>we're glad inanimate objects can't talk

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>>33493591
>glad that guns don't talk
>thinks that it would be weird

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>Stayed up way too late
Goodnight /wfg/ here is a cap of something I've started on in parallel with the main story. Thought a parody of the "for Dummies" books might be appropriate for digging into the lore of my universe.

>>33486191
A few days later....
>"Why did I have to be right? And of all things, Red Plague." Pitra Demanded to no one in particular, not an actual question to anyone, just a cry into the universe for an answer.
>A sharp inhale rose beside her for a moment before one of the many nonsensical statements that'd filled her ears all morning, seemingly out of place and time escaped Jack.
"Though there is knowledge in it, there's only a lifetime of silence behind the bulkhead."
>"Please come back to me." Pitra said to what she knew to be only a semi conscious vessel whose mind was desperately trying, and failing to escape itself and escape to the environment surrounding it.
"Piiiit.... Drop to sector seven-five-nine-one..... rapid descent, high angle entry...."
>Pitra watched as the body writhed, bits of one sided chatter escaping it, reliving the past over what may have been many years or a single week.
>"What can I do?" Pitra thought to herself. As she assessed her situation it became darker. If she left him to get help a single convulsion could asphyxiate him, if she stayed, her limited skill in treating physical harm could only help her keep him on this side of the abyss so long as his body could ride out the plague.
>If she moved him, he may infect her with it, though she had partial immunity already.
>She was more than capable of carrying him, she'd done it, granted with considerable effort, when he was in the suit, and he was only one seventh the weight of the suit, but to expose one's self to the red plague was... suicidal.
"Damn it. Gunships are supposed to have guns!"
>Eventually the writhing stopped, then the talking.
>Pitra moved to check his vitals, finding him to be warmer than she'd like and Breathing at a relatively spastic rate.
>"Just hand in there, big guy. Just hang in there."
"Fine, I'm ready.... Put me in." Jack said as he looked off into infinity, offering participation in some probably years distant Exercise or placement of undesirable repute.

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>>33495274
>Pitra looked on as Jack finally lost consciousness for more than a period of only fractions of a minute.
>"I can't very well put him into stasis without the equipment. I don't have medicine to treat that shit. Would it even work on him?" The feverish symptoms were obvious enough, he clearly suffered red plague, but what difference was there about his dna that a virus could mutate in days? To a whole different species, although anatomically similar in nature. What similarity could there be? How different could his genome be? He was only SLIGHTLY anatomically different from the average Acra male, obviously the skin hair and eye color were different, many of the mental tendencies differing significantly.
*ultra sharp inhale* "Pitra, GET IN THE SUIT." Jack commanded before staring at the ceiling for thirty seconds and lapsing consciousness once more.
>"Jack? Are you awake?"
"...."
>"Can you hear me?"
>Jack raised his head, staring in silence at Pitra.
>"Do you recognize me?"
"Who's calling me?"
>"It's me!"
>Jack fell back, while Pitra realized he was just reacting to being called by name.
"I'm ready, put my in the damn thing already!"
>Pitra put it all together... Realization came to her.
>"The suit might be able to stop this, and mine will keep me from being contaminated."
>Pitra went to the room where the nanomsuits had been stored and donned her own nanosuit, becoming enveloped in it as it slithered over her. "The things I do for love!" She thought as it crept over her face."
Soon she'd carried Jack to the room and watched as his suit enveloped him, integrating his DNA profile and beginning to scan his body for abnormalities.
>"If I knew how to use this thing better, the things I could do..." Pitra told herself.
>She watched as seconds passed before a twitch came from the suit on the floor.
"Aaaagh, If you were fully qualified to use a nano suit and knew all it could do it would still have tricks you didn't know about." Came the reply.

>>33495259
Ohhh, this is interesting

You know, I was going to make an April fools story in which everything ends in the most depressing way possible, but I just couldn't bring myself to actually write it.
I actually had a good way of doing it too. The idea was there, but I just couldn't get myself to write it. I mean, I've got the ending already, but I couldn't get the lead up quite right, and it infuriated me.
(I really wanted to see how you all would react, too. . .)

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>>33488149
Slice of life! With a new raifu! Who comes from the Land Down Under! Very fun times ahead! Very yes!

>>33489162
Hooray! You survive! And I wonder what those things do now.

>>33489303
I'm excite! I have all the excite!

>>33489841
Whoo! Enjoy this update. It gets a lot of information across, but it's through natural conversation. That's pretty good. Enjoyed it a lot.

>>33491912
I know the shit they're trying to shill is shit. I can ignore that, though, and still have a fun time playing the game. Though I can't make my dream LRRPer...

>>33495259
Ooh. Color me interested.

>>33495451
Oh no? Jack can't be sick with space rabies or something. If he dies now, who will keep Pitra warm at night? Save her from loneliness? Oh and be ambassador to the Acra empire...

>>33496037
It's April first already? Shit. Yeah, I probably would have been sad. I understand sad endings, but that doesn't mean I prefer them to happy endings.

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>>33496044
more importantly who would keep Pitra cool at night? More to come at some point, but for now... I'll call that a chapter... BTW, I drew a snek.
>Disclaimer, all pictures of kittens or doggos posted by keksodus are his own kittens and doggos.

>>33496044
In the simplest form it was:
>The Sol Confederacy declares war with the Krat
>Tanya, being a reservist, is called in for duty
>Gets assigned to her old sergeant, now First lieutenant, Bergmann's scout company
>Get sent to Scatri frontier world to shore up the garrison.
>Most of it's already taken
>OperationMarketGuardenIn2100.mp4
>The landing is fucked
>1/4th of the initial force were shot down before they even entered the atmosphere
>BattleOfTheBulge.gif
>The artillery came out of nowhere
>Stella was in your guard tower when it hit
>You'd gone off to take a piss
>When the first shells landed, your tower was incinerated almost instantly
>Drumfire. The bugs still use
>FUCKING DRUMFIRE BARRAGES WITH MODERN ARTILARY!
>FightingInTheShade.jpeg
>So many shells in the air they collide with each other mid-flight
>You didn't even have time to try to find anything left of Stella when Bergmann ordered retreat
>The shells don't stop falling
>The Krat live underground.
>They don't care if the surface buildings are destroyed
>Hours turn to days
>The only reason why anyone is left alive is because 1LT Bergmann force marches them out of the danger zone every time you encounter one
>The main force is gone
>The scout company, originally 5 12-man squads strong, is down to 24 men and women from various scattered squadrons
>Most of them weren't even part of your battalion, let alone your company
>You've been on a fighting retreat towards the last stronghold that the Scatri still have on the world
>As far as the comm traffic is concerned, it's still there and fighting
>as you continue your retreat you hear something familiar
>It's the quiet sound of Stella powering up
>There's always a 0.55-second delay between her capacitors beginning to get power from her charge pack and her electromagnetic coils powering up
>You've never been able to fix that, and you know that no other Gauss MGs have the same sound
>THE FUCKING BUGS LOOTED MY GUN! you think

>>33496131
Oh, hey. I'm doing it. This isn't simple anymore.
>-as you turn towards the sound
>Sure enough, a Krat has her set up just behind the bushes
>You swear that you can hear Stella crying and apologizing profusely
>You know what's coming
>You shout "DOWN!" Just before they open fire
>You hit the deck just in time to miss the opening 'volley'
>You don't wait.
>You're getting your fucking gun back.
>You've long since run out of ammo for Nonna
>You have no idea how high your kill count is now
>Probably in the thousands
>Nonna's bayonet mounted, you sneak through the underbrush to behind the FUCKING (((BUG))) that stole your gun
>Once you're within 25 feet, you stand and shout "A HУ ЧИКИ БPИКИ И B ДAMКИ" as you charge
>The bug only had time to turn it's STUPID FUCKING 4-EYED FACE into your bayonet
>You don't stop stabbing it
>You know that it's dead, but you don't care
>It took one of YOUR GUNS!
>As you bayonet the Krat corpse you feel a sharp pain in your back and chest
>You look down to find a gaping fist-sized hole looking back at you
>Right where your lung should be
>You struggle to breathe as you fall to the ground
>Nonna immediately turned to her geist form
>Covered in the Xenos' blood
>Crying
>Trying in vain to close the wound
>All the while calling you a liar
>Yeah, you're a liar
>You told her that you'd be fine
>You told her that you'd live
>You told her that you would never leave her
>All lies, now, you suppose
>You don't have the strength to move, but maybe enough breath for what you need to say?
"Hoннa, извини. Я люб-"
>nope
>All that comes after a point is blood
>You can't really hear anymore, or feel nearly as much, and can barely see
>You know that you're going to be dead in a second or two
>The last things you see is a Krat standing overtop of Nonna, and Nonna's face, contorted with anguish and terror
>Кoнeц.

>>33496231
Whelp! I'm depressed now that I've written this!
I'm going to go listen to some Exodus to replace the sadness with rage.
I advise starting with The Atrocity Exhibition - Exhibit A https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLikkfK1wFap9ncZ74tWw3wYw2B9TgAnI8

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Where is everyone?
Also, pic is for the next actual update.
(Possibly. It depends on how far I get.)

>>33496131
>>33496231
did you just dump the synopsis of the rest of your story? Not sure what to think of this...

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>>33497877
Writing AT. But without Annie, or Anon for that matter

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>>33497877
Writing, trying to think of names for a story, and lurking other threads. As well as enjoying our new board >>>/can/

Pic unrelated, but I guess it's the best example I have of what I imagine Lee to look like.

>>33497877
didn't notice this when posted >>33497891, in any case I was just about to invade France (stupid Napoleon wouldn't hand over two cities...)

>>33498747
which reminds me:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5f8MinrUTpw
(and yes, I was playing Civilization as British Empire)

>>33497891
>>33498747
Yeah, no. I'm not having it end like that.
You also missed this one >>33496037

That was SUPPOSED to just be a quick synopsis of what I WAS going to write, and then a fourth of the way through I started to actually write it.

>>33498656
I like how the number of /k/ommandos just keeps increasing

>>33497877
I'm back, I slept the last seven hours and dreamed of a zombie vaulting the wall in my back yard and when I tried to shoot it, even though I'd just loaded the magazine, somehome someone kept replacing my ammo with bullshit like baby carrots, small pencils etc etc.

>>33497877
MATV IS HAUNTING MY FEVER NIGHTMARES!

>>33501646
Did you try to bash it over the head with a heavy object?
>>33501657
Matv?

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>>33502515
Mattv2099. The guy who used to cover his glock in food and function test it.
Now that I think of it.
>Glock geist, covered in delicious, but gross to be covered in stuff.
>Hey guys, this is Mattv2099 here, with the jello glock!
>geist is mortified as Matt shows the world what he's doing with his sexually insatiable pistol, who goes along with his incredibly degenerate fetish.
>What NO ONE sees is what happens AFTER the camera stops, he does afterall, only enjoy showing the world the foreplay....

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>>33502661

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Okay, faggots. I need one more question answered before I can continue forwards:
>1. Merc future
or
>2. Pirate hunting past (Greater detail on it than what's already been given)
Which one do I work on first?
If I do the past first, then it's coming before InnaWinterWoods sexy time, but there will be sexy-time in it as well. (A lot of it.) [spoiler]Remember Lilly's route in Katawa Shoujo? Kinda like that.[/spoiler]

If I do the Merc future first, then InnaWinterWoods sexy time comes first and the flashback to back then will either be a separate story that will be worked on simultaneously, or it will happen in the middle of the Merc story as an actual flashback or dream.

>>33502661
>mfw this degeneracy
That shit could fuck up a gun permanently, and there aren't any real countermeasures for that. At least with BDSM, there are safeguards in place!

>>33502738
pirate hunting first sounds like a natural continuation for where the story is right now

>>33502725
>mfw when it's 0429, you are sleepy and you read something, think you got it right and comment on it, only to read it again and realise it's not what you thought.

>>33502803
We'll see what the next four replies say. Id no-one else says anything by tomorrow 12.00 EST, then I'll go with your pick
>>33502738

>>33497877
Went with some m8s from the army while they were on leave and ill have to be a chaperoni to a boot and his highschool sweat heart tomorrow

>>33502515
No, I didn't... cause it didn't occur to me in me fever dream that I subjected myself to in order to avoid brain damage inducing sleep deprivation.

>>33502970
I don't know what time it is for you, but you should probably try to go back to sleep if it was bad enough to start causing brain damage.
We don't want your brain (or you in general) to get fucked.

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>>33503040
well... it was about ten in the moring when I went to sleep, I woke up at around five in the evening... it's about seven... I'm good. By the way, anyone else here a fan of Freeman's Mind? Ross Scott just release Freeman's Mind 2: Episode 1.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dbdo8VCAaV4 give it a try, or if you haven't watched, see the original at episode 1 Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SQhfkpX9bc&list=PL6PNZBb6b9LvDWpI-5CPYUxG1Rnm-vr9V

This series went on for seven years from december 3 2007, to december 31 2014. I discovered it in... must've been April 2014 and I BINGED this stuff when I was in the hospital with diabetes back then. It was a great series.
>MFW I see Freeman's Mind 2

>>33503107
It's probably just for April Fools, but by the /k/ube I wish that he would keep going in HL^2
If he doesn't, then he might do it after The Movie is done.

Also, could I elicit your two cents on what to do first?
>>33502738

>>33503172
when in doubt, slot floppies for money.

>>33503319
I don't need any real money at the moment, but thanks for the advice anyway.

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>>33503661

>>33503661
>A.Shepherd calls those who enjoy half life related things degenerates.
We have decided to convey you somewhere you can do no possible harm. And no harm can come to you... I'm sure you can imagine there are worse alternatives.

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>>33503703
>>33503785

It was a joke, maybe not a clever one. Why I removed it.

I fucking love half-life.

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>>33503810
We're watching you.

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>>33503838

Honestly one of my early ideas for stories was one set in Half-Life's black mesa where a random scientist or civie has to escape with an HEV suit with an experimental AI. Could be a bit grittier than Half-Life, some survival aspect while still using plenty of the Black Mesa armory to be /k/ as fuck. All the while getting something similar to the giest aspect in the suit's AI learning, adapting, and such. A weapon forming a will.

Got a pretty one track mind, however, and it's hard enough getting out Zone of Comfort.
Someone else is welcome to take up the idea, though.

>>33503903
That version of the HEV suit makes me moist.
Holy FUCK is that awesome.

The story idea sounds cool too, but I don't think that I'd be the one to do it.

>>33503661
I see I'm not the only one who saw the cruelest april fool's joke ever.

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>>33503949
I do enjoy the suit, but at the same time there's a fuckton of unnecessary greeble.

While we're on the subject of half life, have a photo of an actual mp5 + shorty m203 configuration.

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ill stop being a normie for a night and see if i can get the updates im missing

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>>33504058
Head past are lewd.

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>>33504058

sheps returns
>your new and never heard of him?
>luck for you here is his folder
https://pastebin.com/zTWiNURJ

>new guys on the sticky
https://pastebin.com/5yG5C9ek

JTfag is up to date
>road trip time for our favorite tank crew~
https://pastebin.com/WnmPjYgE

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>>33496254
Damn... I'm glad it's only a joke ending. That would not be the happy ending I hope for. That's for certain...

>>33501646
You might have been on /k/ way too long...

>>33502738
I wanna hear about the pirate hunts.

>>33503107
I watched that when it was still coming out. Probably around 2010 or so. Good stuff. Thought he died, though. Glad to hear he might be back.

>>33504058
>>33504075
>>33504094
All these people getting headpats... None for me.

>>33504989
I don't think we say it enough, but you and Archive are doing the /wfg/ God's work here. Thank you, Poly.

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>>33482539

Keep that shit the fuck up! I await your next update with bated breath.

WG anatomy class is coming along nicely. Few days I think

Is anybody caring about /k/ related planetside comic? More thumbnails have been made

>>33506843
do it.

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>>33506702
what actually happened, as far as I can tell looking back, is that he was in a contract with Machinima that he didn't sign, and they tried to claim rights to Freeman's Mind around episode 27 or so, so it went on hold indefinitely. Then he released more in 2014 until he finished the game at episode 68. It was hilarious the whole way through. he's also the mind behind Civil protection, if you remember that. He eventually got involved with a site called gorilla gong which is similar to machinima but without the negatives...I think, as he called it. And then I found another favorite series on THAT site called Detective Nigbone, which just recently started back up after about two or four years in stasis. Every episode is gut wrenching funny, ranging from old Garry's mod videos to newer SFM material.

good morning /wfg/!

>tfw no AUG to hug

>>33508383
all the guns in the world to hug, and you go for an AUG?

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>>33508326
Morning, faggot.

>>33502738
As of now, 11.47 hours EST, there are two votes for the story of Tanya's deployment in Deneb hunting Pirates.
No votes for anything else.
The straw poll has not budged.
Looks like we're going to continue by writing about the 'past'.

>>33508383
>tfw waffegeists, in general, aren't real

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>>33508395
The other Upottes seem to get love, but not AUG

AUG is for hug, not for fug

>>33508409
Aug is dead last in the Funco bowl.
If there's a surprise upset and Aug wins the Funco bowl, I'm going to be pissed.

Also, someone (I think it was Tsuhna) said that they thought that Browning Sensei was winning.
No. He's not IN the Funco bowl, Funco is in the Sensei bowl.

>>33508403
don't doubt meme magic

>>33508433
What is the Funcob Owl?

>>33508436
Well, Kek seems to agree with my sentiments on the Funco bowl so far, but it very well could be that Kek wants SiG to win.
I would be more okay with her winning because she's actually tried, but I'd rather Sako win.

>>33508454
The unofficial contest of three lesbians, AUG, SiG 550, and SAKO Rk. 95, to get FN FNC to fall in love with them before she manages to win the Browning Sensei bowl.

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>>33508460
uhm, i've got no idea what you are on about. I just know memes work

>>33508473
Kek speaks through repeating numbers (dubs, trips, so forth).

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>>33482370

>>33508484
that wasnt at all what i meant, but sure

>>33508489
Then what did you mean? If you're referring to the Funco bowl thing, then I explained it here: >>33508472
If that's not what you meant, then what were you confused about?

>>33508505
bowl thing i guess. nvm

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How do you like your geists?

>Eggplant-man THINN ayyliens
>Xebec THICC
>Guard EXTRA THICC

>>33508433
>(I think it was Tsuhna) said that they thought that Browning Sensei was winning.
I didn't comment at all when you guys were discussing the matter of who's going to win, please don't make shit up, I hate it when people make shit up about me.

>>33509087
I wasn't making shit up, I just couldn't remember who it actually was, and your name sounded the most familiar in the context. I have a really bad memory for names.
I also said "I THINK" Not that it WAS you, just that I thought that it may have been you because I couldn't remember properly

>>33508433
That was me, anon. Yeah, I posted that right as soon as the thread ended.

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>>33506751
Happy to see you enjoying it!

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>>33509186
My 1903 is better than yours.

She convinces people that the 1903 is THE bolt action to own and blows their minds, and not necessarily in that order.

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>>33509619
>An M1903
>Better than Anna

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>>33509671
She is subjectively better than Anna in every way. She even likes a bit of the kink.

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>>33509721
suuuure

>>33509671
They also imply that the M1903 is the best bolt action. This is simply not true.
I will only accept a Mosin Nagant M91/30 or a Gewehr 98

>>33509721
Straight bolt handles are objectively superior in every way.

>>33509741
Torque and torsion physics would like to have a word with you...

>>33509753
Just because you don't know how to operate the bolt doesn't mean that it's not better.

on my side everything is up to date, i cant still find the missing 'bin that got taken down so if you guys have a clue tell me 'cause fuck if i know

>>33509741
>Straight bolt handles are objectively superior in every way

Harder to produce and maintain

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>>33509619
>>33509721
>My 1903 is better than yours
>She is subjectively better than Anna in every way

>>33509810
>it's harder to make a straight iron bar than a curved iron bar
>bruh

>>33509741
>I will only accept an M39 or a Gewehr 98
FTFY

>>33509825
It has to cam aswell. Every additional thing you add to a rifle a thing that can break. It has to be rather well machined as well

>>33509741
>promoting the garbage rod over a Mauser clone
The Mosin is like the worst major bolt gun tho. I know it's a meme here and all, but it's overly complicated, unreliable and weaker in terms of locking strength vs Mausers.

Besides, everyone knows the Nambu-Arisaka Type 38/99 are the peak of bolt action military rifles.

>>33509877
April Fools day was yesterday.

>>33509877
the mosin is many things. "overly complicated" isn't one

>>33509919
Actually, the bolt is. The thing is absurdly overly engineered so that they won't fail. They actually have more parts than the Kar98k.
They're easy enough to disassemble and clean, but they assumed that the soldiers would never be cleaning the bolt, so they designed it to never break.

>>33509947
you see, over engineered and complicated is two different things

>>33509890
No fooling. The Type-38 "Arisaka" (even though Nariakira Arisaka had nothing to do with it) has a bad rap in the US because most of them are mismatched and poorly taken care of, but a good one is the height of military bolt gun technology. The heat-treating process, the foolproof gas mitigation system, the improvements made to the Mauser actions, and the pseudo-intermediate 6.5x50SR all combine to make the first bolt gun I'd pick if I had to fight in either world war. The only failings are that the Japs put too many greebles on them, and then switched back to a big dumb cartridge for no justifiable reason with the 99.

>>33509919
Compared to a Mauser-style action? Yes it is. The bolt has entirely too many parts. Which still doesn't provide any benefit whatsover over a Mauser. To be fair, the gun *was* introduced in 1891, before the '93 let alone '98 Mausers were invented.

>>33509978
How does using more parts to accomplish the same task not make it more complicated?

>>33509996
well, sure, but youäre making it sound like an Audi timing chain

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>>33510000
pic to give you an idea

also, look mom, i got quads

oh, right...

>>33510057
What the fuck kind of Krout Space Magic IS that?! What does it do?

>>33510099
German engineering, that's what it is

>>33510099
It grinds coffee.

>>33510166
I don't doubt it.

>>33510099
It spins.

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>>33510099
oh you like that, that's just a timing chain. For maximum rude goldberg levels of complexion and dumbfuckery, i give you the Napier nomad

>1 is a horisontally opposed, valveless, 41 lite,. 2 stroke diesel engine, somewhat resempling half a naper sabre

>2 is the back half of the contra rotating propeller, powered by said piston engine

>3 is an afterburner in the exhaust, to provide extra pressure for the turbine

>4 is a valve. It opens and closes with the activation of the afterburner, to give the engine extra power at take off

>5 is a compressor, powered by both the turbine and piston engine

>6 is the front half of the propeller, being powered by the turbine, much like a turboprop

>7 is an cooler or something similar

>8 is a centrifulal supercharger, also powered by both the reciprocating and the rotating parts of the engine

>9 is the jet exhaust

also, the jet parts were mostly taken from a Napier Naiad.

Audi ain't got shit

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>>33510254
...it seems i am wrong after looking at it again. Slight correction

8 seems to be the combined compression part of a turbo and a supercharger, the centrifugal kind

and 5 is an AXIAL compressor, because all real engines are twin charged

>>33510254
>combination of a reciprocating engine and a turbine to power a single propeller
>uses diesel
and this is a *British* design?

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>>33510333
nota single propeller. Contra rotating, like a Tu-95

And yes, bong made

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>>33509619
>>33509721
>Trying to start shit
How does it feel being so objectively wrong?

>>33510333
that reminds me: Putin and Obama were fishing in the Atlantic & somehow they started arguing about who has more amazing submarines.

"Our subs can remain underwater for a year!" Putin claims triumphantly

"Weak, ours can remain underwater for two!" Obama states.

before they can continue a strange, WWII-ish submarine surfaces & a man in a worn-out Kriegsmarine uniform appears, makes Nazi salute and exclaims:
"Heil Hitler! Haben Sie diesel?"

>>33510364
Isn't that uniform 50 years too old for her?

>>33510406
Well the Girls Frontline is just a plain 1903 where Anna is a 1903-A3, so it's not all completely accurate anyway.

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>>33510364
Here's the thing about objectivity: you have to have non-partisan investigation and comparison with other non-partisan trials resulting in the same conclusion.

You're so wrong, it's almost cute. Also, >>33510406 is absolutely correct, and your attempted justification (>>33510554) only furthers your own decline in validity.

Also note that this was started with subjectivity, which is purely opinionated, and in which case I cannot be wrong about my own opinion, but your rebuttal with ""fact"" immediately supports my stance and undermines yours.

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>>33510574
you're trying to do this. Stahp. You're wrong

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>>33510574

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>>33510574
...I honestly cannot tell what is or isn't satire here anymore.

>>33510661
isn't it kinda cute?

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Got another short update to that yet to be named AK story I've been writing. If any of you want to suggest a name, I would be very appreciative, as I cannot for the life of me figure one out.
Read it here:
https://pastebin.com/zy7SsnSy
>>33510574
This fucking enlightened.

>>33510661
Hello Poe's Law my old friend...

>>33510683
i'm liking this...

>>33510683
This is still good, keep it up. I've got nothing for a name suggestion, sorry about that, but I'm sure it'll come eventually.

>>33510592
That's fucking hilarious.

>>33510683
I've been enjoying this one. I can't say that I can really be sympathetic towards the libtard, though.

>>33510592
Finlan is like Schrödinger's cat: it exist and it doesn't simultaneously until you invade it, though doing so is inadvisable seeing how it seems that invasion of Finlan is always followed by a disaster befalling the invader.

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>>33510683
Man, that was pretty good. I can't help but feel sorry for Charlotte. Sure she was a fervent antigunner, but all should be welcome into the fold, whether they're there by choice or necessity. Liked the update; sounds like fucky things are afoot.

>>33511758
Soviets got part of Karelia after the last war, didn't they?

>>33512298
>Soviets got part of Karelia after the last war, didn't they?
doesn't change the fact that there was a disaster like no other before or since (ok, USSR's collapse might come close on some level)

>>33512298
>>33512389
to elaborate: by saying that an invasion of Finland is always followed by a disaster, I didn't necessarily mean that Finland is the cause of the disaster, just that there's always one after Finland is invaded (after 1808-9 there was Napoleon & after 1939-40 there was Hitler)

>>33512429
Napoleon was fucking people's shit before 1808-9. In fact I think by then he had been fought out of Portugal and is now almost fought ought of Spain and back to France, if I'm not mistaken. To my knowledge it was mostly the British doing the fighting though of course the Portuguese provided as many troops as they could, and surely as more of Spain was liberated from the French people rose to fight them back. It was largely thanks to Britain's Field Marshall Wellesley (actually Irish) and his Lines of Torres Vadras that saved Portugal from being ENTIRELY taken by the French. They got something like 99% of it, but they managed to keep just a little tiny peninsula, and from there they fought the frogs back. Very intense, interesting, and fascinating stuff.

>>33510683
Line 343, remove the question mark.

>>33513204
>Napoleon was fucking people's shit before 1808-9.
as was Hitler before Winter war, but all that's irrelevant since we are talking about disasters meeting the invader (in both cases it was Russia; Russia invaded Finland, then Russia was invaded by a former ally)

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To /k/atch a Predator pt.4

Part 4: https://pastebin.com/jWRNniy5
Full version: https://pastebin.com/MCy0dm3k

Start of part 4, the end is near (but not too near). I'm starting to kick around ideas for my next stories. As always, comments and feedback are appreciated and valued...

>>33513343
The fact that your pic has improper grammar triggers me.

>>33513309
I wouldn't say the Soviet Union and Nazi Germany were allies. They had a peace pact, not an alliance. Anyways, fair enough.

>>33513664
>I wouldn't say the Soviet Union and Nazi Germany were allies. They had a peace pact, not an alliance. Anyways, fair enough.
they split Eastern Europe between them, they co-operated in development of military hardware etc. & Germany took less-than-passive role during Winter war by seizing shipmen after shipment of aid destined to Finland, they *were* allies from August 1939 to June 1941.

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>>33506702
We wanted to contribute somehow and since we cant write for shit this is the next best thing

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>>33489225
>>33489251
Fuck, I actually went to the archive and found it.

Be happy, fUcKer

>>33514497
I am. That's fucking hilarious.

>>33513400
Same.

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>>33514497
what the fuck Finland

>>33514688
Shh! Let them keep going without thinking that anyone is judging them. If they become normies then they may actually get defeated. That is not an option.

>>33514688
I think he exaggerated a little bit, a vihta made out of barbed wire is a bit much, the rest is business as usual.

>>33515427
What do they even USE that for? WHY do they beat their backs? Is it to scrape the ice off?

>>33515452
This man asks the real questions.

>>33515452
It feels kinda nice desu. Leaves get soft in the heat and moisture of the sauna

>>33515452
>>33515764
it relaxes sore muscles as well as improves blood circulation among other things, plus the vihta doubles as a kind of fan which is great when you want more heat but can't throw more water on the stones.

>>33516058
Ofc the resident finn has a better explanation than I have. Then again, it's to be expected

>>33516087
I had to actually take a while to think how to answer the question as I have never had to explain it before, in fact I almost replied to >>33515452
with "that's a very good question"

Upon the hill we died
They did not raise a grave
For flags our blood had dyed
The land we could not save

Dead we are now brothers
Who come to rest as bones
Sharing not a mother
But grave unmarked by stones

Though we are now rotten
And you now live at ease
War is not forgotten
So end will come to peace

Upon the hill you die
We will not raise a grave
For flags your blood will dye
The land you will not save

Wasn't sure if poetry was too gay for these threads or not. Not sure how I feel about the poem, I can't do much better but it feels cliché.

>>33516575
Nicely done

>>33495451
Chapter 8: A Far Trajectory
Somewhere in space. Some time.
>Jack looked off into space as he viewed a star from the safety of his nano suit. Only about a million miles distant, but getting visibly more distant with every passing second. He looked down to the suit in front of him, onto which he'd been holding tightly.
>As the suit operator regained consciousness he scanned the suit, determining through a remote reading that the operator had sustained minor injury, and isolated his communications with the suit.
"How are you feeling?"
>"Aching a bit, but it's starting to go away." Came the voice from the suit, surprisingly to Jack, that of a female.
>The woman in the suit looked away to the star as it's apparent size diminished before turning back to him.
>"This is a nice situation we've gotten ourselves into. So what happens now?"
"I have a few ideas. We could watch literally all the movies and television shows in human history, and listen to literally all the music if we wanted to, but that would only last a few thousand years."
>"A few thousand years well spent?"
"Eh, seven hundred. I have a couple OTHER ideas, like we could use our thrusters to make sure we hit one of our homeworlds, but... there'd be nothing left to return to if we did, and we'd only be increasing our chance of ever hitting a planet at all from infinitesimal to a chance in a billion."
>"How long are we gonna be out here?"
"could be as short as a few centuries or millennia, could be billions of years. Maybe someone could be along in just a few short years or decades. We'd certainly LIVE until then."
>"Any ideas to pass the time?"
"'Any Ideas,' she asks. Well, technically I could slave your suit to my controls and we could drift through space like we we're napping until we hit a star, planet or our atoms get physically stretched to the point of losing all bonds and we disintegrate. In any case, we'd wake up somewhere, or we'd never feel it."

>>33516685
>"Could we maneuver so we'd get back to one of our home worlds faster?"
"Not to any meaningful degree. We'd just get there in long enough for the planet to be entirely unrecognizable as opposed to completely unrecognizable."
>A sigh escapes the woman in the suit, whose hope seems to have run out along with her patience."SO WHAT CAN WE DO?"
"I've already said it, if you hold onto me really tight I can slave your suit controls to my own, suspend the suit in container mode, and then do the same thing to my own, setting waking conditions upon the detection of breathable atmosphere or friendly assets and their IFF code to bring me to consciousness and then I can manually bring your suit out of container mode and wake you."
>"Would we dream?"
"I don't know. I've heard conflicting reports. I think any conscious or semi conscious events occurring during suspension are more than likely induced by continuing information processing by the suit's embedded supercomputer. Who knows? Maybe we'll wake up in the blink of an eye a million years or more from now, maybe we'll be dreaming so long we don't remember being in space. Maybe we never hit anything at all."
>"..."
>The silence was deafening. Somehow, it just didn't seem real.
>"Do it."
"Hold on to me tight." Jack said, answered by the suit clinging to him as his HUD came into view, slaving the suit to his neuro controller. "Just breath in and out." He said as the suit went stiff, knowing that its pose, clinging to his own suit was immovable even to him. It didn't matter. He set the conditions for waking up over the next three hours took a final look at the stars and cosmos, then set the suit to container suspension, breathing in and out before his suit locked in its pose, holding onto the suited woman, greeting the darkness before him with a final exhale until the conditions were met.

>>33516693
>His eyes opened with a start, his heart rate accelerated and then dropped as he looked up, seeing Pitra, her yellow Matron length dress appearing rather unusual next to her white hair, a stream of tears rolling down her face as she made an exclamation of joy and embraced him, pulling his now throbbing head off the pillow as she lifted his body with her arms around his shoulders. A sharp inhale began reflexively.
"WHAT*cough* YEAR IS THI-S*cough*?"
>"RELAX! IT'S OKAY!" Pitra assured, trying to calm him. Jack went limp, folding forward into Pitra's arms.
"What year is it?"
>"2173. You've only been out a couple days."
"What... what happened to me?"
>"Well... first you slept a lot, then you got a fever, then I put you in the suit and put you in bed a few days ago."
"It's just a fever dream... Thank god. Now if this works anything like the generation EIGHT nano suit..." Jack trailed off as he opened his neural interface and started twitching his fingers, eventually coming to the option to skin the suit.
"Fuck me, this doesn't even sting."

>>33516666
Thanks.

>>33516575
That was... a little heavy

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>>33513343
Damn. So much shit that people have gone through. Well, I'm glad Ashley is getting some good help and Simon had a nice vacation. Hope he gets back to the streets and takes out many more scums, including that Roberts fellow.

>>33514021
Well you guys are doing the Lord's Work. I also do enjoy the tiny boteslut pictures. Sound advice, though I choose not to follow it.

>>33516575
Hell. The poetry ain't gay. It's nice. I dig it.

>>33516695
Phew. You had me scared there for a second that they would drift around outer space for eternity. It's good that Jack was only dreaming. Good to see the nanosuit helped him make a good recovery from the Red Death there.

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>>33516575
>>33518082
Have some more than I found

>>33518102
Is that a fucking M1903A3 even though it's supposed to be WWI?

>>33518209
The stock rises too sharply and too high for it to be an a3

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>>33518249
Forgot the pic

>>33518252
>>33518249
Fair enough. Can't really pick out the rear sight in that poem pic, thought I could see a rear sight at the back of the receiver. That M1903A3 stock certainly looks like a No.4 lee Enfield's furniture bayonet the action though. very smooth and streamlined, though not quite so rigidly straight as the M91/30.

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>>33518325
>Can't really pick out the rear sight
I can.

>>33508403
Here's the google doc of what I've got so far with the Pirate hunting.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1x1kfZJ5ptmiVJOSTmBIohiUdkNHJvCIAUnwC0W8eFcs/edit?usp=sharing

>>33518380
Just looks like part of the stock to me, except for that one little white dot. Meanwhile on his uniform there's a somewhat triangular-looking shadow that to me looks like an A3 rear sightl.

S-sometimes in fallout 4, I like to intimidate people into surrendering, then I put them against a backstop and execute them like in old timey footage. Trashcan Carla's dead by a berm just south of Sanctuary Hills. I was getting tired of her brahmin always getting on the roof somehow.

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>>33519120
Seems reasonable.

>>33520189
can i get a quick run down about this guys?

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>>33520447
they are all awful

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>>33520464
im not awfull m8

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>>33520509
"Hey guys, can i join?"
[receive picture of a bote]

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS

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>>33519681
You see, I like to be minute man institute director and play both sides against the middle, even though I know the institute will abduct everyone in their sleep and god knows where they'll go, then replace them with synths. I also frequently patrol for raiders... You see... I like to tell them that the raiders are the reason I like to shoot surrendered people but that's a lie... They're more like the excuse.

>>33518082
>>33518102
Thanks.

>>33517774
My approach to /k/ultur has its background in my interest in military history. Therefore it is also a subject I don't treat lightly, so I take that as a compliment.