/wfg/ Writefag General_Teach your guns bun safety

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>>33852114
here, this was a musket thread. Maybe you'll enjoy it for a few minutes before some writefags start turning content.

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>I said I'd post more story as I wrote it that same day
>I don't even remember how much time has passed

fuck me I have to actually put out more often than not at all

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>quickly scrolling through Springfield thread
>see a screenshot and open it
>top left

O-oh...

>>33852314
Barrett Bro, weren't you already involved in law enforcement? Or was that just your character?

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>>33852476
>my screenshot

D-DELET THIS!!

>>33852855
SHOULDN'T HAVE POSTED IT, MOTHERFUCKER

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>>33852476
what am I looking at here?

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>make new bins
>keep working on more folders
>work the sticky

>>33852974
Christ almighty, dude. Go hang out with your bro.

>>33853043

its night time here, tomorrow is date day with the girlfriend anyway

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>>33852974
I love the work you are doing for this thread polybus, but I need to point something out.
it has been bugging the hell out of me that Constructs name isn't capitalized in the sticky. plz change it for my sanity since you are already working on the sticky

>>33853072
>girlfriend
What a faggot.

>>33852892
Road Anon got recognition from a thread lurker. Speaking of
>I need to catch up on his fic...

hey, the hemingway app, higher grades are better, right?

>>33853483
Both of them. "Rechambered" is an awesome change if perspective. "Long Road Home" is comfy recovery time.

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>>33853483
>thread lurker
>Been on /wfg/ since the /ak/ days
>wrote the Howa story with one slowly in the works.
>thread lurker
>mfw

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>>33851654
>Got featured
>Update not ready yet
>Work tomorrow, like always
>Should have been in bed hours ago

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>>33853979
Pictured, Me: The day I get a feature.

>>33854045
Orgasmic?

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>>33854160
uhhh. that ain't an orgasm... I think it's like that reaction picture from upotte that says "That is fluffy." Now that's my personal opinion, and I'm trying to be decent and underplay it, though it'd probably, in my own admission be more like THIS.

>>33853916
How about you post more Howa? I'd like that. I'd like that a lot.
>>33853844
You flatter me. Comfy is all I can aspire to be. I've also written a third piece that's on hiatus and a one-off, in case you weren't aware.

>>33854204
So...you're gonna scream in panic mode?

Or were you describing an orgasm? Because that isn't an orgasm.

>>33854233
no, I'm going full autistic, SCREAMING EXTERNALLY!!! Out of happiness.

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>>33854243
That makes more sense.

This was me when I got my first feature.

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>>33854227
>More Howa

It's coming, I swear! Main issue was that I wrote a good portion of it, scrapped it, started over and then went back to the original portion before scrapping it again.

I basically demoralized myself into giving up for a while. I've settle on what I'm going with now.

Ever have like those few moments just when you wake up you have no idea where you are and you start to as questions?

>I am not in hospital, where am I?
>did I get drunk last night?
(Yes)
>...who is breathing in my neck?
>what exactly is the tall Ukrainian woman doing
>what the fuck is going on with the 3 page document on my phone that is destilled feels?
>my feet hurt

Uhhhh... I'll get back to you

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>>33854560
...Tall Ukrainian woman? JT, did you ditch the hospital and get layed last night? you dog, you.

>>33854560
>why is there a panzer II shaped hole in the living room wall?
>why is there a panzer IV in the living room?

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>>33854632

>>33854560
>did i get drunk last night
>(yes)
Wait. Didn't you just get out of the hospital?

>>33854621
I'm not sure honestly. I'm really not.

>>33854632
Why don't you have a panzer IV in your living room?

>>33854681
...also yes. But I'm pretty sure it was wine, and I never really drink wine so it can hardly be my fault

>>33854688
>wine
>wake up in a strange environment with a tall ukrainian woman.
You got some slav pussy dude.

>>33854724
Which is concerning since she's kinda religious

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>>33854744
... Shit, did I say you got layed? It's sounding more and more like you got yourself a wife!

So, answer me these two questions.
You didn't wake up regretting your night, did you?
When's the wedding?

>>33854763
Uhm... m8. I'm more concerned with eastern orthodox ideas on /u/

Because this is probably a taboo

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>>33854045
>mfw Two features

>>33854821
At this point, it doesn't matter. You got yourself into this mess, NOW you gotta....

Uh, well, i dunno. Don't fuck up?

>>33854930
Come to Texas.

No, really. You got a preference in women? We have them. Also, they tend to be grounded.

Texas has a reputation for having smart, beautiful, practical, and slightly off-kilter women. Chances are, she even LIKES GUNS. Or carries THEM, and not the other stuff you mention.

Really, i think you'd like it here.

>>33854961
I would in a fucking heartbeat if I wasn't dealing with college bullshit and didn't have a fuckload of paperwork to get my "don't fall over dead randomly" medicine that I have to learn to manage before I even work on moving that shit over to some pharmacy in Texas. Believe me, if I manage that, you will never hear me admit to ever having seen the west side of the California border AGAIN. This first job can't come soon enough.

>>33854858
>>33854821
what he said. Don't fuck up.

>>33855005
...how do I do that?

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>>33855546
well, I don't speak your language (You're a sweden, yes! aren't you?) and I don't know the culture, first things first, figure out how you ended up next to a perty woman with all them teeth , she probably remembers better than you do. If all else fails, be polite, maybe make a mega B line for the door.

>>33854821
>Concerned with eastern Orthodox ideas on /u/, because it's probably taboo.

Wait, if she's a girl, obviously, and you're concerned with /u/ related things... did that mean you're a girl? O.o or am I over thinking/missing something?

>>33855658
>You're a sweden
so, he's a pacifist making guns for other people's wars and is full of kebab?

>>33855689
No?

>>33855658
There is no one here. Do I leave like a note or something before I go?

>>33855698
Mean!

Would you guys like an update for this weekend? It has been a bit chaotic with the elections and general clusterfuck lately so I didn't had much time to write yet.

>>33856093
Sure would

>>33855896
What is culturally appropriate for you?

Do you already have her number in your phone? Did you clean up after yourself? Do you want to see her again?

If the above answers align, leave a note, include your phone number, and make SURE it is in an area only she will see.

Godspeed, you lucky Swedish bastard.

Okay, new game of guess the writefag?

I can post first half without revealing who i am, so as soon as someone guesses, i'll post the rest.

it's not that long, but a little at least

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>>33848851
I really enjoy this.
>>33849042
Am waiting.
>>33850183
Excited, you were the writefag that got me hooked and inspired.


Sidenote: lets try to not get derailed this thread

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>>33856093
do it

>>33853979
>>33854831
>>33854045

are features that big of a deal to you guys?

>>33856530
Having never been featured I can only imagine its like a really fancy (you)

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>>33856623
all (you)s are great desu

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>>33850477
(I forgot how fast threads outside of /u/ are. Fuck I'm late.)

This picture is enough to tell you.
Riko and Kanna are the gayest that it gets, though.
Kobayashi is too anti-social to properly respond to Tohru's feelings before the end of the run.
(Though, so does claim Tohru as being "hers", so I'mma say that she loves Tohru back, but can't properly express it.)

JT, you sly dog you.

How is everyone today? Hope you guys and gals are doing well! Psyched to see people updating their stories, wish I could be too.

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>>33856900
I would, but I haven't been able to get myself to write recently. I mean, I have time, but I can barely get a few good sentences in before I want to do something else. Fuck. I even have some scenes that I would love to write, but I'm just not feeling it enough to write the way TOO them.

pic unrelated.

>>33856900
What is it?

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>>33856900
Just finished cleaning out someone's eave troughs while rain was pouring down on us. Makes me wish I actually lived in the Southwest instead of just writing about a somewhat post-apocalyptic version of it.

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found this on my computer, thought I'd share it

>>33857160
Getting sweet with a girl?

>>33856945
I try to listen to music when that happens. Helps to motivate me simetimes.

>>33857594
Dude, she is like very close to how I imagined Annie in my head. And uhm...

>>33857594
Sabaton has gotten a lot of ideas for things to do eventually, but it's the GETTING there that's the problem. I also can't really concentrate when I'm listening to music.
(For instance: I really like "The Last Battle" is really nice.)

>>33857653
I don't see a problem. Try to keep her.

>>33857693
Well... it doesn't have to be a problem. Technically. Bit still feels weird

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>>33857703
It's only weird if you let it be. Go get and 'er.
>pic is for what happens later

>>33857693
Usually I just listen to music for inspiration, but when I write I'll find some combat footage or dist and put it on low volume for atmosphere.

>>33857703
If you go for it, I wish you luck friend!

>>33857794
Or similar*

>>33857794
>>33857756

I left a cute note I guess...?

>>33857823
What did it say? How was it cute?

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>>33857594
>>33857703
>>33857823


https://i.4cdn.org/wsg/1493918743072.webm

>>33857831
It had a little heart at the end and I tried my little girl font?

>>33857839
w-what

>>33857871
Wait, are you actually a girl? I assumed that you were a guy.

>>33857931
nah, JTs a dude. Just giving him shit for stuff he said earlier.

>>33857931
i thought you knew?

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>>33858080
i mean, i've had cervical cancer, take that as you will

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>>33858019
I don't know what is real right now. I want you specifically to say outright, because I am extremely confused fight now.
(I mean, it doesn't really matter, but if I know, then I can post better advice and memes.)

>>33858090
I posted the wrong pic. Anyway, now I know.

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>>33852658
Nah senpai, current job has me getting licenses to be a Financial Advisor and deal with stocks and shit. But fuck that noise, I'd rather actually do something that makes a difference rather than wear a suit everyday.

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>one thread down
>need to agree with archive with the new guys and how to handle the other stories


>>33853178
aye aye, if you got other grammar corrections please mail them to me at [email protected]

>>33858099
glad to have you back m8

>>33858160
i can respect that man
>would buy a drink/10

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>>33858090
>>33858099
>JTAnnie is a grill
>being surprised

As long as JT writes, I'll read it.

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>>33858645
i sort of have an update for both stories about now. Left off AT for a while, but gonna get back into it.

No one ever says which one they want me to do though

>>33858672
I want you to WRITE, YOU SUNOVABITCH

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>>33857871
JTfag is femanon....
*processing*
*simplifying*
*complete*
Oh, dammit! Now I want to give you head pats... Also you, like me, have shit luck when it comes to your body. You know what the worst thing about having the feels is? It's when you're an aspie and you know they're there, but you don't know why or which ones. How do you let that out? Into writing? I just end up making characters who can't feel their own feels.

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>>33859116
>shit luck

Apart from cancer twice... i guess i'd like to be a little bigger

>>33859107
>JT alone is almost 300 pages
>No fucking idea about AT

p-pls

jokes aside, i am working

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some grammar correptions make to the sticky

https://pastebin.com/5yG5C9ek

>all this new writers shocked due this develoment
>mfw ive been here way to long that i know more than them on some stuff
>mfw the lady has talked with some writers even
>yfw all this started with me being really drunk one evening


>>33859156
its the second biggest story im keeping and the back up weights 830kbs

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>>33859156
Then put JT on a burner to simmer and start back up with AT. Shit luck notwithstanding, I prefer my authors to neither burn out nor die on me.

>be a little bigger
What exactly do you mean by this?

>>33859189
being under triple digit weight is kinda shitty

And i kinda don't wanna slow down with JT. Lots of stuff left to write and i honestly don't know how much more time i have

>>33859189
I think she's a petite... or a pint size. I've know a cute pint size or two in my time, but pint sizes aren't often that attractive beyond a "cute" kind of way.
>>33859211
see, she even knows it. Though I will say, JT, your luck is worse than mine by a long shot so far... if you would pardon my asking... how old are you? Late thirties?

>>33859234
WHY WOULD YOU SAY IM IN MY MID 30S

>>33859211
Under triple digits is vastly different when you use metric as compared to imperial.

>>33859252
I think I remember you talking about a friend dying with you at the wheel... nineteen years ago? And to be at the wheel, (you stated you were young at the time) you'd typically be mid to late teens in most western countries.

More derringer and Fiftythree soon.

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>>33859284
no, i was nineteen. 22 now

>>33859264
fair enough, i was trying make it easier for burgers

>being under 45.39 kilograms is shitty

>>33859211
>Lots of stuff left to write and i honestly don't know how much more time i have
don't even think about going to Valhalla before we know not only why Lily did what she did but also where all of this led her and Anon, because if I don't get a conclusion I'm going to get my answers after leaving this world for Veri-Vainajala (the ancient Finnish belief is that those who bled to death will go to a place where they will fight until the end of times & the blood they spill in the process is what the living know as Aurora Borealis, also known as the Northern Lights, this place is called "veri-vainajala", "veri" means blood and "vainajala" means the place of the dead)

>>33859308
like, a Finnish valhalla. Sounds cool

>>33859252
It's one of my little quirks that when I take an interest in something or someone, (more mildly in people for obvious aspie reasons) I hear something and it's in my head forever and I REALLY like things I have an interest in. people around me for more than three hours a month take note of this quite regularly. Some people exposed to me for a few hours a week over a couple months will actually identify me by this trait.

>being under 45.39 kilograms is shitty
You only weigh a hundred pounds? awww, that's so cute. I knew a girl like that in high school and I used to sarcastically use her head as an arm rest when the group of people we hung out with tried to push us together.

>>33859404
>like, a Finnish valhalla.
basically, there are other forms of afterlife as well, while I don't know/remember all of the details, the underlying theme is that there are many things that affect where you end up after your death, some of the options resemble the Christian Hell (for example those who kill their brother will most certainly find themselves in the worst possible form of afterlife.)

>>33859608
is there one with tanks?

jokes aside,
i read into this stuff when i was younger, and i sorta remember things like that

>>33859305
I would trade you my bodyweight if you wanted. I wouldn't even ask for anything back.

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>>33851654
New personification. It's a Kel-Tec this time.

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Update soon. Tonight or tomorrow

>>33859211
You've got many decades left JT! Tell cancer to go suck it, cas we want you to stick around.

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To whomever told me about dragon maids...

Damn you. Damn you to HELL.

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A new chapter with new characters for your reading pleasure, tell me how you like it, tell me who's your favorite so far, critiques and comments always welcome.

https://pastebin.com/eEUeAZP4

>>33861024
Not to your liking? Or very much to your loving to the point effete it consumes your spare time? Not him by the way. Been thinking of watching it myself, where do you go for your viewing?

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>>33861387
I have told other friends about it while I'm on crunchyroll.

And I don't have much in the way of obligations. I was let go for listening to music on the job, but nobody would have known were it not for a singular self-serving snitch.

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>>33861387
Crunchyroll is good for series' that are over.
http://www.crunchyroll.com/miss-kobayashis-dragon-maid

You should then go read the manga.
http://bato.to/reader#ca2b1ba65c4b225f

>>33858090
I feel that I should perhaps mention that I only knew that you had cancer. This is the first time that I've heard what kind.
Either way, I'm sure that you'll be fine. We shall all pray to whatever gods that we can to see to it. Also, if you need help paying medical bills I'm perfectly willing to help. I'm sure that the rest of us who have jobs are as well.

>>33861641
We've got people like that at our company too.

>>33861725
Ok, thanks friend. What sure would you recommend for series that are still producing episodes, or are "new"? I'm bad to watch a half season then forget about the show for awhile and pick it back up later.

>>33862113
What site*

>>33862124
I like kissanime myself.

>>33862124
>>33862113
The main reason for not watching Crunchyroll is that the episodes are a week after the Japanese release, while AnimeFreak and Gogoanime will have it up the same day.
>>33862529
Kissanime also works.

In general, just search for the first episode in google (with your native language as the subs or dubs).

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>>33861052
here, take woman standing next to aircraft.

>>33862529
>>33862578
Much obliged friends!

Do you know what I just realized? I've been procrastinating by doing Game Master prep for Dike n' Geist instead of writing the actual story.
How the fuck was THAT my procrastination method?! That's fucking MORE work!

(I really wish that I had real-life friends so that I could actual use the bullshit that I've been working on that will never even be IN the story.)

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>>33862618
I will cherish this.

>>33863220
splain.

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>>33863458
I was organizing my pictures and figured you might like this one.

Any Finn or Swede: I have questions.

Is Christianity as accepted as it is demanded by other countries?

Are y'all taught the history of religions, from whence they came, and how they came to your lands?

I'm curious. Sh9e me.

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I'm hoping to write a bit more on my lunch break and when I get home today. Hopefully if I'm not a lazy fuck there might be a bit of an update today.

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>>33864396
Neat.
>>33864634
I believe in you

>>33864591
>Is Christianity as accepted as it is demanded by other countries?
not sure what you mean

history of religions: I was taught the origins of Judaism and Christianity plus tiny bits about some other religions at school, the official story of how Christianity arrived to Finland was mentioned both during religion classes as well as history classes, though since then I have come to believe the archaeologists claiming that Christianity had already spread here long before the Swedish king arrived with an army to convert us & that it was more about conquest and/or making absolutely sure Finns were Catholics rather than Eastern Orthodox.

>>33865003
now that I think about it, it was only recently that I learned about the fact that util 1920s Jews weren't allowed to move to Finland (a law dating back to Swedish times forbid it) & that during the Russian rule the Jews and Muslims serving in the Russian army were given an exemption, it was then that I learned about the fact that we have had a small muslim community ever since the Russian rule.

>>33864591
No one really gives a shit about religion here. If you wanna do it, no one is gonna hold it against you (as long as you're not kebab). But... people wI'll raise and eye and shuffle slightly backwards if you tell them

>>33864723
the picture is yours if you want it, and be sure to message me if you want more like that. I have all sorts of real word guns like the AK-74, VSS, RU-556. AS VAL and other favorites like the M9A1, and the browning hi power. you want full kit and NVG? I can do that too, any place you want me to make a picture for you, I'll happily do.

>>33861725
Well, the one now is normal stomach cancer. This is round 2, so to say. And don't worry with medical bills, being sweden and all

(But I learned the pills I need would cost something around 2500-3000 dollars per months if I had to but myself)

>>33865208
When you beat this, I'm GOING to find a way to send you headpats. Take that as promise.

>>33856132
>>33856530

Should be an update today and another on sunday. Should.

Is there anything you think is lacking before I dive into the paper ? This way I could try to fix it before postin

>>33861052
Consider breaking the text up in smaller parts, makes it easier to read

>>33864634
>More KvsW
Today is a good day, and I didn't even have to use my AK.

>>33865218
Transatlantic headpats? Now that's something

>Both AT and JT today, get ready!

>>33865686

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>>33865128
Unless it's worship of the /k/ube. That's fine.

>>33863922
I've been creating backstories and unnecessary details for characters that aren't likely to ever have the information that I'm creating divulged in the story.
Like this: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/13NM5vZ9Xh0bNACUEdRnAVaedI3DTJyPM-BX-BMr_fCY/edit#gid=0
It's nowhere near done, but that's Tanya's squad. I still need to add her brothers and dad, not to mention all of the other characters that are going to be added. Also her guns' geists, and I need to work on the ship design and specifications... Maybe a map of it too? That would be cool, but time-consuming to create by hand.
Any of you know of a free drafting software that I could use?

>>33865208
Wait, you're a Sweden, Yes too? Have you gotten to remove any of the kebab invading your country?
(Mind you, I've not been paying attention to most things beyond the stories and conversations that I've been involved with. I also wasn't even a lurker before I showed up, what? 8-9 threads ago?)

>>33865218
Same. We should all go to Sweden and visit, give head pats, and then go visit Tsuhna because they're only a few hours' drive away.

I'm pretty sure that the distance wouldn't be much greater that driving from Louisville to Indianapolis, at least. That's only a 4-6 hour drive, depending on how bad the trafic is.

>>33866096
>Visiting JT and Tsuhna in Sweden with a group of /wfg/ authors
If I had the money I'd be down for it. I've never been out of the south eastern U.S.

>>33866129
What part of the South East? Georgia, perhaps?

>>33866129
I work at a school, so I don't even need to take time off if I go during winter or summer break.
The money isn't much of a problem either.

Also, I'm southern Indiana, by the way. (On the Ohio.)

>>33866139
Alabama, born and raised in Dixie. But I've lived in North Carolina and Tennessee for about three years each, moved alot when I was younger.

>>33866151
I only make about $1500/month. And about $1000/month of that goes to house and car payment. I've never even looked at what it costs for a flight out of the U.S., what's a standard rate?

>>33866185
Louisville to Philidelphia is ~400 (was $406.10 the last time I went) for a round trip on Delta (I go there every year for Passover), so you'd better start putting away 10-20 bucks a month. International will likely be ~1000 for a round trip. I'll be back after I check prices.

What part of Sweden JT's in will also effect the price.

>>33866096
>I'm pretty sure that the distance wouldn't be much greater that driving from Louisville to Indianapolis, at least. That's only a 4-6 hour drive, depending on how bad the trafic is.
sure there's only some 400km between Stockholm and my town, the problem is 250km of that distance is sea, the land route is 1720km (we are talking around 20h of driving)

>>33866096
my kebab removal ratio is 3 or 4:1 depending on how you count

And this is injuries, and not kills i should say

>>33866185
I'm down in SE Georgia, senpai, cool to see another Southerner in these threads.

>>33866209
Oh yeah. Forgot about that. I'm sure that there are ferries, though.

>>33866185
>>33866206
Okay, so, the cheapest flight right now is to fly United. It's a 1400$ ticket for a round trip.
One-Way is ~1300$.

>>33866219
Well, you would have probably been arrested if you actually killed them in self-defence, so it's good enough.

>>33866241
>Oh yeah. Forgot about that. I'm sure that there are ferries, though.
of course, trip by Stockholm-Helsinki ferry is 12h

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>>33866241
yeah

First one was trying to take my car. Managed to sneeki breeki my way out to him and hit him in the head with a cast iron frying pan

Second was last year at a garage when some kebab i was supervising couldn't take orders for a woman for jack shit and was generally useless and i couldnt communicate with him. no swedish, barely any english. So i said to the boss he had to leave

When i get ready to go home, him and two friend are waiting outside, and act kinda scary. Managed to kinda hurt one and sorta fuck one up with (pic related) before third started kicking

Lucking the guys at the garage was close and he was... dealt with quickly

>got fired because i violated company's non-violence policy

If I had a bigger car and I did have a big enough flat, I'd propose you guys to stay a bit in France before the final step to Sweden. But it's just and old Toyota and I'm saving up for the flat next year. It's sad

>>33866283
>old toyota

[eurobeats internally]

>>33866287
Nah mon ami, just an old beat up Yarris. I did a checkup last year. Tires from 1999, oil from 2012, driver's window takes 5 minutes to go back up after going down and the wheels were not parallel.

Want to take a ride in the soapbox?

>>33866295
i love myself a good shitbox (which is ironic considering what i learned to drive it)

I actually fixed my car after rear ending a cute VW with ratchet straps. zip ties and a tree

Honestly, as long as it is manual you can have fun with almost anything

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>>33866295
Sounds fun.

>>33866303
Zip ties are incredible. My front bumper hold together with a couple of those.
I don't know how burgers can drive automatic gearboxes (is that the correct word ?). Manual is so much fun.

On a sidenote, would you want the update for today now or a bit later around 10pm CET ?

>>33866269
>get jumped by three guys
>get fired for defending yourself
Sweden yes!

>>33866295
>has Toyota
>not a Hilux
y u no have the ultimate pickup

on an unrelated note, would it be too normie of me to buy a Hilux and a deactivated recoilless rifle & install the latter on the former just for teh lulz? It wouldn't even be illegal.

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>>33866318
desu, i could have just gotten into the car and GTFOd. But yeah i'm pretty pissed

>>33866317
>front bumper is held up with zip ties

i know this feeling very well, kek.

And i agree on the Automatic gearboxes as well, i hate them

Drop your update now if you want, and i'll do JT this evening

Also,
>look for zip tie repair pics
>Second image is an R33
gfdi i miss it

>>33866335
DO IT

>>33866230
Neat, I've been to Georgia around the..Dalton/Varnell area I think? Went there for my birthday I've when my mom and her husband lived there for a few years.

>>33866241
Phew, I didn't think it would be that much. If I had a few more weeks of storm relief work I could swing it.

>>33866269
>JT has somewhat removed kebab
With a frying pan and tire wrench no less, I like you even more now!

>>33866338
Dropping then. I look forward for your bit tonight !

___


Leaving the village behind you, you go deeper in the countryside. The coordinates you hoarded during weeks seem to lead you nowhere. there was sometime what was once a shellhole, a part of a trench... Nobody seems to care about preserving the landscape of those places and the history behind it. There is museums here and there, some places where a few devoted people preserved meters from a trench, others where everything has been rebuild to get rid of the scars the war left behind.

Back from where you came. Nothing left to see and you don't want to go to the tourist attractions. You wanted to get a feel of the real war that set Europe alight a century ago.You drivie with the slow and smooth rumble of the engine, the feel of the car speeding past swirling roads, the sweet scent of pines and the coming winter. You feel yourself drift away ever so slowly. You stop on the side of the road and let yourself go.You can almost see Jane looking at you with worry in her eyes and then blackness overcomes your meagre resistance.

>>33866351
Th loving embrace of the darkness soothes you and your agitated mind. You can feel your heart slowing down, your breath becoming more shallow with each passing second.You drift away, floating in a black velvet, only disturbed by echoing voices far, far away. You can almost feel the very fabric of your sleep, this silky touch on the tip of your fingers ; or the deep pulsations of your heart sending blood through your body.

A distant voice still echoes somewhere. If only it could stop and let you drift away. But it's almost like the voice is becoming louder. You can feel something amiss in the silky fabric. Something rough, cold. Or is it hot ? There's a tugging sensation in your chest, something, or someone, pulling on your shirt. Or is it something pushing on your chest ? There's so much disturbing feels, you want them to stop and let you sleep.

>>33866354
The silky sensation returns a bit, this time on your lips. It recedes quickly and the tugging begins anew. You can feel the black velvet ripping apart here and there. Why, Why ?! With another touch on your lips, the blackness gives away. you can feel the air around you, hot and wet, heavy with a metal smell, corrupted by some foul odor. Your nostrils twitch and you alsmot puke. Opening your eyes, you can see someone on you, moving with a desperate frenzy. You realize you are lying down somewhere.

Moving your fingers, you can grasp earth. Freshly moved earth. Or rather mud. Mud everywhere. Rising the left arm to see your hand, you realize it is extremely dirty. Mud beneath your nails, cracks on the skin, holes in the mittens. Looking down, you see a blueish sleeve, with small buttons. It's as dirty of not more compared to your hands.

>>33866354
The figure is bending over and speaking at you. With your ears ringing, or rather full of cotton, you can't distinguish the words. She grab you by the shoulders and set you up. You're sitting, leaning against something as muddy as the earth. Before you, hell on earth.
Like the earth has been ploughed and ploughed without any pause for years by unfatiguable horses. Here and there, small depressions in the ground, with little metalic objects poking in and out of them.

" Hey, hey, ... on, don't ... me ! Can ... hear me !? Say ... thing ... hell !". The voice again. With the cotton falling apart on its own, you can make out the sentence. It's a girl. Or you think it is, you can't beleive a girl would be there. She wears clothes that are clean. She has her hair done. No makeup, but in this hell, who would have makeup ? She looks at you with hazelnut eyes flashing with despair.

"Can you see me? What do you see ?" she asks you calmly. You can see she's afraid, but she does not let it transpire in her words.
You open you mouth, spit some blood but the metallic smell does not go away. Dry air going through your throat burns and tears comes to your eyes. You manage a single word. "L'enfer"

>>33866366
___
And that's it. Did not had time to write a full part.
As usual, any feedback isappreciated, I try to improve with each update and I hope I'm not regressing.

>>33866317
>I don't know how burgers can drive automatic gearboxes (is that the correct word ?). Manual is so much fun.
It's an annoyance when you have the kind of gridlock traffic that we do.

>>33866388
what's gridlock traffic ? like, everything is in square shape ? No roundabout ?

>>33866393
from what i have learned from /o/ americans are not a fan of roundabouts

>>33866393
We don't have roundabouts. Well, there's a few being built now in rich suburbs but that's not where the problem is.

And yeah, it's basically a lot of being practically parked on the highway, then having to speed up suddenly when it starts moving again. Especially bad in my state capitol because they give the fucking Somalis licenses without making sure they know how to drive first.

>>33866393
It's where some asshole is moving absurdly slowly and everyone's moving at 5mph at most. Under normal circumstances, this is because there was a wreck or there's construction work being done. When this happens, it's stop-and-start for the next few miles until you get past the cause. This can also be caused by old people being old people.

There's one roundabout here in Madison, but everyone fucking hates using it and tries to avoid it when they can. The worst part is that it's in front of the Truck hill, so you have semis going through it every now and then.

It must be remembered that the US's infrastructure is shit and falling apart. The Department of Transportation needs a fucking raise.

>>33866418
Yep.

>>33866403
It's not really that we don't like them, it's that most of our road infrastructure was built before they were invented, and it would be insanely expensive to install them. And then when they do get put in, people don't know how to use them so they end up confused and frustrated.

>>33866449
>There's one roundabout here in Madison
Ah, you're a Sconnie. Upper midwest represent.

>>33866459
i guess

>every missed roundabout is a missed opportunity for hektik things

>>33866470
I lived in Skåne for a few years and the roundabouts are definitely an improvement. But not enough that I want my taxes go up to actually pay for it.

>>33866465
*Hoosier
Madison Indiana

>>33866486
Well at least I got the geographic area right

>>33866479
>skåne

northern denmark, actually

>>33866506
But without the 16 drinking age, unfortunately for me at the time.

>>33866506
I hear that every year people from Skåne & various parts of Sweden meet on the border of the province with shovels & start to dig Skåne separate from Sweden, is it true? There's similar story about people from Turku and Tampere doing the same thing: meeting at the city limits and starting digging.

>>33866449
>>33866418
Makes sense. We have it too on the highway especially around holidays when everyone is going somewhere and want to get there fast.

So, basically there's like 20 minutes of waiting for it to start again, then you move for 5 minutes and stop again ?
We call them "bouchons", that would be "plug" or "choke".

I find roundabouts nice. I'm used to it I guess. If they were not there it would be hell.

>>33866592
>So, basically there's like 20 minutes of waiting for it to start again, then you move for 5 minutes and stop again ?
Ayup. That's gridlock. Except we have it on city streets too, not just highways.

>>33866592
It's not just during the holidays. It's every day. If you live in a city, then you have an hour long commute to get home or to work at minimum if you have to go on the highway. Every single day. Luckily, Madison (IN) is small enough that that isn't as much of a problem. Though, it still happens when school buses have to stop to get kids or turn onto another street (We just recover faster).

>>33866616
When I was going to the inner city campus of my university, I ended up cycling half the time because it was faster than driving in gridlock.

Then I transferred to a campus way out in the boonies and never looked back. Fuck cities.

>>33866615
>>33866616
Hell, you almost making me not want to visit the US even once.
How can you cope with it everyday ? I have it perhaps for 30 minutes tops if I get in town in the worst hour (around 8.30am), but not that much !

>>33866628
As long as you avoid the megacity hellholes it's not so bad. Small town America is a great place to live but the cities are hell on earth.

>>33866628
If you were born in a large city, it's just a fact of life. (Like Terrorism in France /kappa)
If you've never known anything else, then you don't mind it as much. Also, as >>33866637 said, that's only in large cities, like DC, Philly, Louisville, Indianapolis, Detroit (though, they also have people shooting at them), Pittsburg, L.A., and so forth and on.
Otherwise, a smaller city, of ~30,000 like where I live is mostly fine. With us, it's mostly just stoplights that fuck up the commute, but we're small enough that it doesn't matter.

Another problem with large cities and, I'm sure that you've experienced this, is the fact that they are old. They aren't designed to be driven in by cars. Their roads are designed for horses, buggies, and walking on if you're in the older parts of town, so they're windy as fuck and it's easy to get lost. The highways are the exception, and so people think that it'll be faster to use them, and if it's not rush hour, they'd be right.

>>33866675
Touché.

I never lived in really big cities. I don't even know how big is my current one. I don't care honestly, I 'm getting out of here next year.

Yeap. Downtown here is narrow as hell, you can't walk side by side in some streets. There's a big shopping street but otherwise good luck, especially around the river.

America is strange sometimes.

>>33866388
you havent seen drive hell when your city is on the big side and the road plans are a couple of centuries old

>>33866379
looks good to me man, glad to have you back

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>>33866693
That's mostly only a problem with East Cost large cities, though. The farther west you go, the newer the city, and the more likely it is that it was designed to be efficient, rather than having just kinda sprung up. (Though, NYC is an exception)

>>33866729
Well, Boston looks simpler to me.
I don't know how I'd dinstinguish West 44th Street from another one. But I know how to go from Boulevard d'Alsace to Place Foch.

Your plans reminds me of Roman camps plans.

>>33866710
I had a bit of downtime, sorry. It has been ectic around here lately.

>>33866751
West 44th is the street that is the 44th from Main, and west of Madison avenue.
Main Street is, generally, the first road that a city has, and can either run north-south or east-west. 44th east would be the street to the east of Madison ave as 44th west.
44th West goes all the way from one side of Manhattan island to the Madison, then you get 44th East on the other side.
Not all cities have a Madison avenue, but there's always some street used as the center.
In Madison IN, we use West Street to differentiate between the east and west.
https://www.google.com/maps/place/Madison,+IN/@38.7630224,-85.4027103,17.5z/data=!4m5!3m4!1s0x886a3ae6e352496b:0x9bce9b78b2c9ef3a!8m2!3d38.7358933!4d-85.3799577

Mind, our downtown is literally at the bottom of the river valley. Uptown is more like Boston, but still not as bad. Now, if I were walking I wouldn't mind all of the turns and such, but if you're driving then it's a lot harder to tell where you're going due to your speed.

>>33866751
real life is more inportant man

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>>33866096
>that picture
>Rapist not so tough since being molested
Reminds me of that doujin, Rooftop. Man, that was good.

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I forget I exist sometimes.

>I'm featured.

Haha, time for people do be disappointed that nothing's been updated in forever.

It's still being worked on, I have too many writing projects going on right now, and I have no idea why I've done this to myself.

>>33867369
Write moar everything
Also finish all the things
t. /wfg/

>>33867473
this, desu

>>33866897
Same goes for a lot of small towns. The town is usually divided by the railroad and mainstreet runs parallel to that. It might seem confusing at first but once you figure it out it makes navigation easier.

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>>33865185
Noted
>>33865305
I usually try to break it up when the setting changes at least. I'll try to break it up even more next update.
>>33866096
I understand the want to be way too thorough and get every single detail saved somewhere.
>>33866129
>>33866139
Georgia anon here
>>33866269
Good job
>>33866388
>gridlock traffic
too real with every road in Atlanta falling apart in the last 2 months.
>>33866626
>fuck cities
thats the general consensus

>>33866241
Why the hell is round trip only 100 bucks more than one-way?

An hour later, you sat at the breakfast table opposite to her, a little steam coming up from the first proper cup of coffee you’ve had for a long time. You didn’t even much like milk or sugar or whatever in it, but you did. Just because you could. She was actually excited about things. Which was worrying

¤ This is… such an problem. It’s so contradictory, and somehow just like it was back in the war. It truly is amazing
“The war…?”
¤ Yes. The war. The last, truly great war. I was there, but i sadly never saw any fighting. Wasn’t fast enough. I’m gonna buy a fast car when i get out of all this by the way. Nevermind that now, let’s get you up to date. So, do you kno-
“Wait”
¤ Ehem, yes?
“You are showing trust, come here and i’ll return the favor”

Natalya looks at you in a slightly weirded out way but follows you to the car anyway. After a little digging the Civic reveals its secrets

¤ Looks like big rounds. 155mm?
“152. But… i don’t think you understand what these are”
¤ No?
“Natalya, these are nukes”

She stops. Doesn’t talk, doesn’t move, doesn’t change her facial expression. Maybe she verified that you were in fact not joking at first, and when she understood that, it took a little while for her to process everything

¤ Nuclear…
“Yeah”
¤ Who knows you have these?
“Jake, you and Lily”
¤ Wait, so Lily left these behind after she left you, knowing what the were?
“Yes”
¤ That is very strange. Very strange indeed. Anyway, how do they work?
“Made for the M162 gun, mounted on the Starship”

Natalya cringes a little

¤ This is… suboptimal
“Yeah, she isn’t the one i’d chose to have her finger on such a button, but she is the only one that can right now. Do we give her these right away?”

She mumbles something in russian, brings up her phone and sends away a text

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“What did that mean?”
¤ Hard to translate directly, but something along… What breaks my bone will break your soul. But in a figurative way
“Uhm…”
¤ These are either great offensive weapons, or that single bullet you keep in your gun so you don’t get captured.
“...”
¤ Oh come on, don’t look at me like that, i was red army after all

You are not left time enough to answer before you hear Miranda shouting

+ A-anon? You’re not dead?
“I thought so to for a little while, but no. Where is the starship?”
+ Just a few blocks away, but where is Lily and the-
“Not here”
+ Anon, what has happened…?
“Starship first, storytime later, alright?”
+ Okay…

The both jump into the little car, drive over to the M60A2 and stealthily loaded the two presents into it. Well, as stealthily as anyone can shove two nukes into a tank anyway. And then back to the house where you and Natalya spent the night, with Miranda in tow.

¤ I suppose we started with what happened to you, Anon
“Right, long story short… Went west with Lily, trying to find another Nibelung for a blessing. Which we did… I think. And then i’m pretty sure she stabbed me and left”
+ Lily… stabbed you?
“Yeah…”
+ B-but she loves you… why?
“I’m sort of working on that as well”

¤ Aaaaaaanyway. I might have some answers for you. No, really. First off, do you know what “Kubinka” is?
“No clue”
+ No. I can look it up though
¤ Don’t have to. It’s a place a little bit outside Moscow. Used to be a tank test facility in soviet times, but it’s a museum nowadays. Now when the staff found out about steel tanks and how their armor was so effective… what do you think they did?
“Started working on the ones they could fix?”
¤ Exactly. The old T-34s were easy to get working. As were the T-55s and the T-62s. But these didn’t fare too well against the Class 4s

“Yeah, those things caused a lot of issues”
¤ So, the decided to get two halo tanks out
+ Isn’t that a video game?
¤ What?
“Miranda, what she means is you have something that is bigger or stronger or faster than what you usually have. And in Kubinka’s case…”
¤ One IS-4 and the IS-7 prototype they have there. And if that not amazing in itself… how do i put this… To be able to afford the work on these things, the museum had to sell some other tanks. Now, what would you sell in a situation like this?

Miranda raised her hand, looking a little excited. She got a funny look from Natalya before realising that it wasn’t quite necessary

+ Something that has no combat value or they are unable to fix?
¤ Points for emerald-eye!

Miranda did have very green eyes, but didn’t seem at all happy with it

¤ So something that is useless, and you call sell for big money… so it has to be iconic, but useless. One of these was nothing less than the Maus
“Wait, is-”
¤ Come on, can’t i tell you without being interrupted?
“Sorry, go on”
¤ Right, the Maus was bought by a private company, which have been described as everything from right wing extremists and neo nazis to brave mechanics and students wanting to protect our home, depending on who you ask
“Sounds a little concerning”
¤ Couldn’t care more if the shoot at the same things i shoot at. But nevermind that now, this is where the reports get fun. Just under a month ago the still not completed Maus was actually flown into the US from Russia.
“Why?”
¤ Yeah… this is unfortunately where my stream of facts stop and i’ve had to go on more unconfirmed reports and guessing. But…i can see two reasons. First, money. If they actually plan on getting it working, they are going to need a lot. All the cameras are here, and people who would want to spend money on it

The room fell silent a few moments

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“Wait, are they restoring it?”
¤ That is half of the second reason. The other half is you
“Me?!”
¤ You did restore a Jagdtiger. But most importantly, the main gun, which is very similar to the one in the Maus
“Not like i did that on my own”
¤ But you proved it could be done. And because of the experience with the 128mm…

“Wait. calm down now. Are you suggesting Lily did this to fix another tank?”
¤ I’m not saying it’s impossible
“It’s just another tank…”
¤ Yes. but you have to consider… us as well
“You?”
¤ Caretakers, i think the word is. Now, the Maus was suppose to be the be all end all tank for the german army…
“So, say the Maus has a caretaker, Lily would… feel as a subordinate to her?”
¤ Possible. I mean, status wise, i was in a very good place in the Red army. Stalin’s daughter and all that. And Miranda, before you ask, that is figurative
+ T-thanks for clearing that out
¤ At any rate, the Maus is missing an engine and a working gun right now

And then you remember something Lily asked you just before she took you outside

“Natalya, what does the Maus weigh?”
¤ A little bit under 200 tons
“Fuck…”
¤ ...is there anything you want to say Anon?
“I probably helped them get the engine. Before she took me outside, and the knife thing out. I just gave her the idea of a diesel powered turbo compound engine. It has dual output shafts, so could help with the generators or something”
¤ Great… That actually explains the rest of the reports, then
“It does?”
¤ Yeah. explains the competition. Kubinka sent their IS tanks here, in what i now understand is a damn show off
+ So the museum people want to show all cameras their IS tanks are better than the german one?
¤ Not one German. We have to assume Lily, her Jagdtiger and the Elefant will join up
+ What about crews?
¤ You think it is going to be difficult to find someone to drive the biggest tank in history?

Your eyes narrow a little bit. This is what envy feels like

¤ Note that this doesn’t necessarily make them hostile. The Wehrmacht still relies on money from outside sources, meaning they have to look good in the eyes of the public
“We’re calling them the wehrmacht now?”

Natalya doesn’t respond. She’s genuinely excited about all this

¤ So this is now, a three versus one battle. Plus! the personal goals, involved and then with atomic flavor!
+ Personal goals?
¤ Simple dear. I want my hands on that IS-7 and Anon wants his love back. And i’m guessing you’d like to end up in a situation where those warheads come in handy

And things fell silent again. She was right. This was deliciously complicated. But there was still one thing you missed

“When you say you want your hands on the IS-7, what does that mean?”
¤ Mine is falling apart. Even the welds…
“But… can you just climb over to that one?”
¤ This IS-7 never had a caretaker, so it is still… available so to say. And it’s not that much harder than just welding the tanks together with each other. I think
“Uhm… as much as i’d like to that is something i really can’t help you with”

And that marked the end of Natalya’s briefing. Miranda returned to another house, for the sole reason it had her pile of blankets and a working Playstation there. This left you and Natalya in the house. There was a hint of tension between you. Not horrible, but awkward enough not for anyone to start speaking. You mindlessly flicked through some silly game on your phone and she was looking for things to eat

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¤ Anon…
“Yes?”
¤ What do you plan to do here?
“I Figured a mechanic is always useful. Probably gonna follow you guys around and help out best i can”
¤ Please don’t
“Why?”
¤ Michel is horrible under stress. He has managed to do pretty much every fuck up possible. And my place is not in the commander’s seat
“You want me there?”
¤ Yes, but i can’t just have that without some… demands
“Demands?”
¤ Anon, if you sit in that seat i want to be treated with the same respect you treated Lily with
“Wait now…”
¤ Please! I said respect! Not closeness, or love or anything like that

“Respect is something you earn. You have earned yours, trust me. Hell, right now i probably respect you more than Lily”
¤ ...very well. Good. So-
“Not yet”
¤ Fine! Just tell me when, alright?
“Yeah, will do. But for now, the less people know i live the better”
¤ Sounds okay

Without too much to do at the little town apart from the endless track tensioning, you did some nice and easy reconnaissance. It was pretty much the only thing, apart from liaison duties the Honda was actually capable off. But then again, so was a Vespa. You got yourself a map, and spent almost all day scooting around in the surrounding area, looking at all sorts of places. The little lake, how soft was the ground surrounding it? How dense was the forrest? What was a good place for an ambush? Likely enemy approaches? Worst case approaches?

It was a good thing to do. Someone else had probably done it already, but it never hurt to familiarize yourself with the area. Especially if the only other option was staying at the house with Natalya. What were you going to do with this situation?

Natalya was undeniably beautiful… But was she there as a substitute for Lily? Probably. It was strange the whole of it. Like you were both comforting each other, very well knowing this wasn’t exactly right. You wanted a place in your heart reserved for. You did well and truly love her, and you wanted to still. But… right now you couldn’t. If nothing else, those feelings were on hold until you knew what was going on.

Of course it was a silly thought thinking you could put feeling on hold. Feelings don’t work like that, especially not the strong, burning ones, which you had. You didn’t have to spend long worrying about that since the rain rolled in, effectively ending any further scouting. BAck at the house, Natalya had made her best efforts to get the IS-3 into the little garage the house had, but being a heavy tank, a lot of the engine deck was out in the rain. And it had a bad tendency to rust which would make the engine bay into a swimming pool, meaning Natalya was soaking wet before she had managed to fix some cover for it

She was cursing under a blanket when you returned. Her clothes were hanging in front of the DIY fireplace she made with an oil drum and terrifyingly good skills with an oscillating saw and a welder. She didn’t actually hear you enter, so she kept mumbling something. It was probably in russian, since you didn’t understand any of it. It sounded angry at first, but the speech pattern changed, got lower, slower and… sadder?

In just a few minutes, Natalya was crying for herself. You were absolutely stunned by this. You had seen Lily cry, but she was more like someone who would allow herself to do that. Natalya on the other hand was ice cold, very rarely let any emotions, especially sad ones slip out. She wore some kind of armor, which wasn’t the tank. These were emotional barriers

And you had smashed your way through those with all the grace of a bright red Corvette doing donuts in a parking lot. At a funeral

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And she didn’t know. You slowly, SLOWLY back outside in the rain, leaving the door just a little bit open, to make sure it doesn’t make any sounds. Back to the car, carefully open the car door, and then slamming it shut to make sure she heard you. You walked with bold steps, make a conscious effort to make as much noise from the door handle as possible

“Hey Nat!”
¤ Hi

Her reply was short, and not enough to betray any deviation in her voice. Something had to be done to lighten the mood

“Know if we have any milk?”
¤ Milk…?
“Yeah, i found choco powder or whatever, but it mixed best with milk”
¤ We got nothing. There is milk powder. Maybe mix
“Alright, i’ll get a cup for you as well”
¤ Don’t need it

You walk off to kitchen. Of course, there was no electricity so neither the fridge or the stove worked. Not that it was much of a problem in late December, anything stored outside will remain cold. You get outside, and use Natalya’s DIY tank shelter to collect some rainwater before running in and guesstimating the ratio of choca to milk powder, stirring it up and heating it with the stove.

“There we go… probably not as good as normal ones, but consider the circumstances and i’m happy with it”
¤ So enjoy it
“Uh huh…”

You poured up two cups while speaking, taking one for for yourself and handing one over.

¤ I don’t need it
“No, you don’t need a bed either, but it’s still nice to have. Drink up, it will warm you”

Natalya wants to appears as if she reluctantly accepts the cup, but she was still somewhat new to western food. Especially sweet things, like soda and candy. And no matter how much they want to hide it, most girls have a sweet tooth in one way or the other. Natalya was no different.

You still weren’t much good at killing awkwardness, and stool next to the sofa where Natalya was curled up and hidden underneath a blanket. But this time, you were too deep in thought to even notice anything awkward, and after several minutes of just staring into the flames and holding your cup, you let out a very short statement

“It doesn’t make sense”
¤ What doesn’t?
“Say Lily needed to fix that tank… First off, i am a good mechanic, and i can do some engineering bullshit. I could have helped a lot. But not only did she feel she had to get away, she had to kill me as well”
¤ She didn’t
“She tried to”
¤ Did she?
“Look, it was a chance in a hundred for me to survive that. The blade went between my lungs, and-”
¤ The lungs are not that close together, and yes it missed the heart
“Augh… i just don’t get it”
¤ You are going to have to speak with her
“It’s not like i can send a damn text and asking what’s up after like a month”
¤ You’ll have to wait then. I have a feeling this is going to be a rather close fight, now that there are three parties fighting. Especially since the russian and the germans want to beat each other
“You’re not russian?”
¤ Soviet
“Oh, right”

The relentless rain kept falling from blackened sky. As time went on it became less rain and more a slushy, rainy snow mixture. At least that didn’t make as much noise as the heavy droplets did when they hit the windows. Again you fall asleep sharing a bed with Natalya. Heat loss was a concern, and you both decided that it was important to keep warm. Or that is what you said at least. If you meant it, on the other hand, was another question entirely


[All for me this time! give opinions, throw shit! complain

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>>33867876
gee, thanks autopost...

Point is, rate hate or whatever, say what you think. And maybe post AT tonight

>>33854045
>>33854160
>>33854204
sleepy

the slowdown attempts to make it look orgasmic

fucking faceblind auts

>>33867888
Pretty cozy, very excited about getting to see the biggest baddest tanks to ever be built. Keep it up!

Because I have all of today to write and I'm moving out of the dorms I might as well make an end to the series "Crack in the Ice" so no one is wondering how this Cold War gone hot ends.


“To every man is given the key to the gates of heaven. The same key opens the gates of hell.
And so it is with science.” - Richard Feynman

>>33867888
need moar

>>33866379
Good shit as always, Frogman.

Some things need a tweak, like states of being in plural form (is/are). You used "unfatiguable", which I can say I haven't seen before. I may be wrong, but the word "indefatigable" nicely fits in place.

Also, crazy good job with the fade-to-black-and-back.

>>33867888
9/10, I prefer my Corvettes the superior color silver.

JT updates are always nice to read before bed. Just thinking about being wrapped up in a blanket on a winter day is making me comfy.

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hey guys, just thought I'd give you an update. I'll contribute but it's gonna be potentially a few days, I was in a plane crash with no survivors and I need to locate the other half of my torso.
>TFW not survivor of plane crash.

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Right, time to end "Crack in the Ice"

Cheyenne Mountain Complex
Start of WWII +41

>General Welch was sitting in the Main Command Center in the Cheyenne Mountain Complex looking over reports on Soviet air activity and the war in Europe
>Sense the war started the SAC command was moved from the main headquarters to the CMC due to the threat of Soviet launch
>Only reason they haven't launched yet is because it seems they believed the whole Strategic Defense Initiative crap the president was saying
>They've been at Defcon 2 sense the very start, and are monitoring the Soviets even closer than ever
>Suddenly the Klaxon goes off and Welches head shoots up to the computer monitors
>Launch detection lights begin flashing, staff members begin calling out reports
>Massive attack, high confidence, not an exercise
>"General Radar is tracking 400 inbound Soviet ICBMs" a member of command says over the intercom to the general
>One of the men in charge of the computers in the CMC runs up the General stops him
>"Is this another simulation of yours?" he asks, stress filling his voice
>"No sir, this is not a simulation" the scientist replies
>"Right, Get the bombers in the air going and those on the ground up, subs in launch mode, and send the order to the Silos, We are at Defcon 1"

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>>33868743
308th Strategic Missile Wing, 1 hour earlier

>"Son, are you sure you don't want to be a fighter pilot? We could make you one hell of one if you decided to be one" the recruiter says
"Sorry sir, I already decided to try for being a missileer" you reply
>The recruiter takes one last look at you before taking some paperwork out
>"Hey, Jake. EARTH TO JAKE!" you hear a voice yell
>You're snapped out of your daydream and quickly look around
>You are in the familiar insides of a Titan II silo command center
>"There you are Jake, I was trying to talk to you" the voice says again
>you look over to the other seat in the control center to the other missileer
"Yeah, sorry Henry, was daydreaming" you say
>"Well, I was asking how much longer is our shift" Henry replies
>With a quick glance at your watch you quickly do the calculation
"We have about 13 hours left" you say
>Henry groans and leans back in his chair
>"Why do they have us on for so long?" he says with a pained voice
"We are at war with the Russians aren't we? They may launch at any second, seeing how the front in Europe is now going in our favor" you say
>"Hope they fucking don't launch, I'd love to see the Red, White, and Blue flying over the Kremlin when this is all over" Henry replies
"Yeah, then we wouldn't have to worry about the Soviets at all" you say
>The two of you continue talking for the next hour which slowly evolves into different topics
>"No, that's why the Rebel alliance cannot win, the Empire will hunt them down to the end!" Henry says
"But the Rebels can just pull another Death Star attack like in the first movie" you reply, "And Luke Skywalker is still alive"
>"Yeah but holy shit I never saw the 'I am your father part comi-" Henry says but is cut off short by the blaring of the klaxon
>"Standby to copy the message!" Henry yells over the Warble of the klaxon
"Standing by!" you reply
>"Message follows. Alpha, 7, 8, November, Foxtrot, 1, 5, 2, 2" a voice through the speakers in the LCC says

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>>33868758
>The two of you copy down the message that is transmitted in notebooks as the code continues to come in
>When the message is repeated you swap notebooks to confirmed you have a valid message
"I have a valid message! Standby to authenticate!" You say
>"I agree to authentication also sir!" Henry says
>The two of you walk over to the big red box and take off the two locks
>You take out the authentication cards and compare them to the code transmitted
>"Holy shit this is the real deal" Henry says
>"Input unlock code" you say as you walk over to a series of dials on the wall and put in the correct combination
"Insert Launch keys" you say
>"Key inserted sir" Henry says
"Turn keys on my mark" you say
"Mark!" you say after a few seconds then turn the key
>The light on the control panel that indicates the launch sequence has been started lights up, and you sit back in your chair
>after a few short minutes you close your eyes as the loud Buzzer that signifies the missile is away rings and the sounds of a rocket blasting off reverberate through the LCC
"May god help us all" you say

https://pastebin.com/mjuzbrAk

and that is all folks, thanks for everything

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>>33868182
I KNEW YOU WEREN'T DONE!

>>33868851
Now I am, there are no strings on me left

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>>33868853
Ending on lolnuke is a cheap answer.

It works, but this is basically you.

I feel so low compared to what you people can bring out. Like a children trying to speak and doing burping sounds.

So there will be a burpy update tomorrow morning. Or afternoon. Tomorrow

>>33869338
You're being too harsh on yourself, frog. It's great seeing your stuff again.

>>33869338
Don't sell yourself short, I think I write like trash compared to you and people still read what I post.

>>33869338
don't stop! I feel that way too, sometimes!

(looking at you, construct...)

>>33869338
You're far from alone. Dunning-Kruger is a real bitch. I never know if I'm good but undervaluing myself, or crap and overvaluing myself.

>>33869372
>>33869383
>>33869408
>>33869512

You're nice. You're all good writers and I enjoy reading everything. And then I re-read my stuff and I think "Oh god what is this ?" or "Why do I think I'm reading a suicide letter?".

/wfg/ is the nicest bunch of guys I came to know thanks to the Internet, and I'm glad you kinda like my work too.

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>>33869609
>"Why do I think I'm reading a suicide letter?".
kek

>>33869609
you did a good job man, i mean you got 2 features at least

>>33869689
WHEN ?

>>33869689
I'm sorry, sometime I missed a thread. I can't believe I missed my own features.
I'm am ashamed. Sorry Polybus. Sorry archivefag. Close those windows, please don't jump.

What do you guys think about a story set in the era of the "Wild West"? Seems most of the stories I've read are modern or semi-modern, so I thought an older time setting might be a nice change. Might try to write a brief teaser when I get back home if you guys are interested, though the teaser would be it until I'm finished with The Desert Wolf(whenever that may be).

>>33869875
Western a Bestern

>He was taught a man shouldn't complain
>Keep your mouth shut and harden up, he had been told times and times over
>it had done him some good
>he barely complained at all
>at anything
>the older kids in school was on him, but he pulled through
>he even started putting things in his lunch sandwiches to mess with his tormentors
>he didn't complain
>when his bike broke, he fixed it
>when mom passed away he stayed strong, family had to be held together some way after all
>when he had to go an hour and a half to school, he never once complained about that
>he spent extra time at a part time job and got a car
>when it broke, he fixed it
>not a single complaint here either
>when his woman was sad, he comforted her
>gave her a shoulder to cry on
>when her water broke, he drove the car to hospital himself
>he stayed with her all night
>he had not slept, or eaten
>but he didn't complain
>he simply did what was required
>not once did he complain about the child screaming in the night when it wanted closeness
>when he had to enlist, he didn't complain
>never complained about the food
>or the boots that hurt his feet
>or the heavy rifle
>or the heavy sack on his back
>or the long marches
>or the cold night hours
>he pulled through

>Neither did he complain when he had to go to war
>the long plane ride
>the scorching days
>the freezing nights
>all the sand
>he pulled through
>he didn't say anything when the letter came
>his wife had betrayed him
>She was with someone else now
>of course she took the child with her
>he couldn't be there to appeal to a court
>to plead to see his child one more time
>or even ask her “Why?”
>But no one wanted to hear him complain
>so he kept quiet
>Neither did he complain when the only thing he could afford was the smallest of apartments
>or at his low paying job
>or the nightmares that haunted him
>he didn't complain when the only thing his dad left him specifically was that old rifle
>his sister was some big shot now
>She deserved the rest, apparently
>and she didn't want the rifle
>of course no one can complain to anyone when you are slowly driven into insanity
>he didn't complain to anyone, staring into a noose
>or when he went to bed crying, because he thought himself weak
>you can't complain to anyone when you're alone
>Of course she knew that
>She just appeared from the rifle one day
>took care of the man
>helped to pull him back
>helped him clean himself up
>helped him get his hope back
>his enthusiasm for life back
>he didn't have to complain now
>he found another work
>could pull some more money in
>he could start enjoying life

>the 28th of October, she was gone
>She wasn't at home
>the rifle was gone
>She didn't take anything with her
>just gone
>did she leave?
>was she taken?
>the man had no way to tell
>he went to the bottle
>it comforted him occasionally
>it made him cry and shake
>he lost friends
>lost interest in everything
>the missed calls started piling up on his phone
>and then the messages that said “I've had enough with you”
>As if that mattered anymore
>there wasn't even any point of jumping of a bridge
>there wasn't any point in anything
>he had simply given up
>on life
>on joy
>on love

>seven days turned into a week
>four weeks turned into a month
>four months turned into a season
>he was a dead man walking at this point
>A shadow of his former self
>his eyes were hollow
>his skin was pale
>bags under his eyes
>four months had he been a ghost

>Sometimes he didn’t notice how day turned to night
>how he needed to eat
>how the neighbours screamed at each other
>how the police flew by outside
>the occasional shooting
>how someone banged on the door

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“Anyone in there?”

>there was someone in here
>long ago
>just a shell now
>the man buried his face in the couch

“Please, it’s Bella, anyone in there?”

>Bella?
>Bella that saved him?
>Bella that was just gone one day?
>Bella he loved?

>He stumbled up from the couch, tripped over some empty box
>But soon on his legs again, he made his way towards the door
>fumbled with the keys, and the little chain, and...
>Bella was there
>He couldn’t say much
>he tried, but the words came out one by one
>They didn’t form any sentences
>not any proper ones at least

>She didn’t care much
>A bold step forwards and embraced him
>he cried
>This is what it took to make him cry
>completely break down
>He stood like that for a while
>Arms wrapped around her figure
>face in her shoulder
>on his own porch

>The two disappeared inside
>It got a little quiet for a while
>not much sounds
>not much anything
>about 10 minutes later, Bella picks up a phone, dials a number she knows by head
>A woman answers, chats a little bit and then the line goes quiet
>the woman takes the cellphone away from her ear and puts it to her chest

It's all… good

>She says that, and sounds happy from the bottom of her heart
>her only reply is a smile and a nod
>just a little later, an old black car rumbles to life and leaves the parking lot, heading away

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>>33869990
of course i forget my name like a crayon eating moron, gg

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>>33869990
These are some good feels.

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I wasn't that much of a lazy bastard, hurrah! Time to put up a little update. More will come in later days if I don't be a shitter for weeks on end again.

>chapter so far for refresher (there's a bit of lewd)
https://pastebin.com/f03ZfwUd

>other chapters prior for larger context
https://pastebin.com/Sa6N0je7

CASEFILE 7 CONTINUE

>>33870730

They waited for what seemed like an eternity, but heard nothing more from the other side of the door.

“Do you think it's gone?” asked Dave in a hushed tone.

“No idea. Go check, I'll cover you,” responded Chris.

Dave mustered up his courage and stepped cautiously up to the door, weapon still trained on it. He leaned over towards the window, brushing the curtain aside with one hand.

The glass suddenly shattered as a massive, burly arm covered in fur smashed through, claws outstretched, reaching out for him. He leapt back and started dumping into the window. The creature shrieked and withdrew its arm. The door was then slammed into with great force, splintering the wood.

Dave retreated back to Chris, and they emptied their weapons into the door, the air becoming thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

Still, the beast kept slamming into the door. The hinges were ripped out of the frame and the door snapped in half across the middle. The creature ripped both pieces out and tossed them across the parking lot. It stood in the ruined door frame, silhouetted by moonlight. Chris shot it three more times, emptying her magazine. It shrugged the bullets off like they were bee stings and started squeezing into the opening.

Dave reached for the gun bag, but a swipe from the creature's claws nearly took his head off. Chris pulled him back at the last second, and they backed up against the wall.

“I guess this is it?” Chris asked with an uncharacteristic tremble in her voice. “There's gotta be something… a way out… I don't know! Something! Shit!”

As the canine creature bore down on them and they held onto each other for dear life, they found themselves suddenly blinded by an intense light from outside, pouring in from the broken door frame and window. The creature stopped mid-stride and turned its head.

An unfamiliar voice came from behind it. “Oi, ye fookin dirtbird! Over here, cunt!”

>>33870740

The beast turned around fully, holding a clawed hand in front of its face to see into the light. A single gunshot rang out, followed by a near simultaneous meaty thunk as a slug hit the creature square in the chest. Its limbs jerked and went rigid all of a sudden, like a delayed reaction, and it feel forward in a heap, a horrible gurgling sound rattling from its throat as it died.

As Dave and Chris stood there dumbfounded, the mysterious newcomer approached the doorway, an almost pure black silhouette against the blinding white light, carrying a rifle of some sort slung over the shoulder. The figure made a motion with one hand as if crossing itself, and muttered quiet prayer.

When finished, the figure turned its attention to the duo. “Well, what is it?” it asked in a borderline hostile tone. “Are the pair of ya thick? Not even gonna thank me?”

“Uh… I… th-thank you?” Dave managed to stammer out, which seemed to satisfy their savior.

“Warn’t so hard, were it? Come outside with me, I’ll turn off the floodlight. And pull up yer bleedin’ pants, woman.”

Chris’s face turned beet red when she realized her jeans were hanging around her ankles. She hastily pulled them back up and buttoned them.

They stepped over the large furry corpse and out into the parking lot, into the blasting wind and chilly air. Dave pulled his partner close to keep her warm. He felt her trembling, and wondered whether it was from the cold or from the adrenaline.

The floodlight dimmed out, and by degrees the pair regained their night vision, seeing their savior in a bit more detail in the pale light of a full moon.

>>33870763

He was a tall and lanky man approaching the older end of middle-aged, clean shaven with a sharp buzz cut and thick glasses balanced on his nose. He had on a leather jacket and worn out slacks, and a white clerical collar around his neck.

“Me name’s Adam,” he said, his Irish accent dense as a brick and unapologetic. “And I’m assumin’ the two of ye are the gimps I’ve been waiting for?”

“I’m Dave,” said Dave, “and this is Chris, my partner.”

Adam scoffed. “She’s yer partner, I’ll bet. I heard the two of ye sinning under the Lord’s sight from out here in the fookin’ carpark.”

Chris hid her face behind her hands, burning up with embarrassment.

“You were spying on us?” asked Dave, tone incredulous.

“It warn’t spyin’, ya daft bastard, it were reconnoitering. That’s Frog for makin’ sure you bleedin’ tools were the hoonters I sent fer and not just a set of helpless tourists. And from the fight ye put up, seems like yer the former. And ye should be grateful besides. I saved yer skins, didn’t I?”

>>33851654
Are there any good writers that are into Fallout? Im working on writing some quests and would love the help if anyone's interested in getting involved.

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>>33870780
>tfw updates always seem so much longer than they really are while in google docs

That's what I have for now. More to come soon if I'm not a lazy cunt, as before.

>>33870786
uhm, like... this guy? >>33869669

>>33870786
I don't necessarily know if I'm GOOD, but I DO love me some fallout.

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>>33870786
Hello, yes, Fallout makes my pants tight.

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>>33871064
>>33870991
>>33870798
I hope to see some good content come out of this!

>>33871082
I would have to hear the proposition and receive some cues on what direction to take the story, also gonna need some method of communicating without ultra bumping WFG threads. What did you have in mind?

>>33870798
Aww yeeesssss

>>33871064
>>33870991
Email me at [email protected]

I've got a project I'm working on that we need writers for.

>>33871208
are you going to outline the project via e-mail? perhaps it might be a better idea to elucidate it here on the thread so we would at least know?

>>33871315
True. Long story short it's a first person Fallout MMO built in the Unreal Engine. much of it is still placeholder but we've got quite a bit of it outlined, and the engine/server components work well so far. I can update you more over discord, if you want to add me.

Jake From State Farm #2653

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>>33871627


https://images.discordapp.net/.eJwNzr0OgyAUQOF3YefnXrSou7tp0pkQJIhBMXA7NE3fvS5n-ZbzZe-a2cQ2oqtNUq6p-VJX0ahUF4OIpcQc3JWa8OWQjsj57QgnNYnjqA0iDtB3d402UoOCbkB4aNMjdGoAiQoMVz1XYGG0WltU_BlcTo2SX2rZg6eUw7J9WvKW29dZb7Xzmu4DsV-R_f7dUzRb.XSROJRFKa2Mubi8ljVuKOhR6-l0?width=1296&height=702

Two screenshots. Still in early development

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>>33871082
Am I supposed to be the redhead or brunette in that picture. I'm a man, you know.

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>>33871786
better image

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>Just finished the work week

My brain is fucking melted...

>>33871890
You could always be between jobs like me, you know.

>>33871890
I've still got another 12-15 hour shift tomorrow, and then a 6-7 hour ride back home Sunday. I envy you.

>>33871966
Sorry to hear that, Duke. Something will come along man.

>>33872129
Part of a tree crew, right? Tough work, lots of motels...

>>33872168
Yeah, I work for Asplundh.

>>33867675
I believe it has something to do with the fact that they know that you'll be on the second flight much earlier. For instance, if I book a flight for Saturday, the 23rd of December, and come back on the 31st, then the trip is 1239 on Delta and Air France, but a one-way is 1278 because I would have to book it with Republic Airlines as American Eagle, and then twice with TAP Portugal.

Anyone here atm?

>>33874253
I'm up

>>33874263
Cool,I'm about to update.

>>33874253
I'm here.

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>>33874269

If you haven't read it just yet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-rrhJhENi-NiN89awyd-Ns85iU9hjlue2Sg-1PT8mt8/edit?usp=sharing
Catch yourself up on this since I'm about to post some.

November 25th, 2014
0800 hours UTC+03:00, (MOSCOW)
Grozny, Chechen Province of Russian Federation
CTU: 94th Guard, VDV

Noncommissioned Officers:
Kuznetsov, Annushka [OR-6] “Boлк Ceвepa” Rifleman
(167cm, 49kg, 7/10/91, Saint Petersburg, Russia)
Borchev, Alexei [OR-5] “Boлк Bocтoкa” Rifleman[KIA]
(182cm, 72kg, 4/25/91, Saint Petersburg, Russia)
Grachyov, Nadine [OR-5] “Boлк Mocквe” Rifleman
(175cm, 63kg, 12/29/90, Belgrade, Serbia)
Tvardosky, Natalya [OR-4] “Boющий Boлк” Comms
(170cm, 55kg, 8/12/92, Stavropol, Russia)

Other enlisted:
Two [2] squad automatic gunners
Kaznosky, Kazimir
Uskov, Artyom
Three [3] riflemen
Shchepkin, Katya
Yakimenko, Abram
Khalturin, Yuri


A helicopter was en-route, a path having been cleared for airspace and the MI-24D making its way through the province. Rotors beat against the wind, the sound of its reverberations filling the group with hope as the HIND came close. A single red flare was used to highlight their position for the gunship, Annushka watching as it set down. The team was anxious as they watched the gunship set down. Artyom and Kazimir would pick their fallen friend up, carefully carrying him to the helicopter before they heard a round strike metal. The crack of gunfire was apparent, the rest of the team crouching down and setting up a perimeter. The body was loaded onto the chopper before it was waved off by the squad leader.

>>33874494
ManPAADS were fired off, rocket streaking through the air towards the gunship, which would deploy flares to wave the warheads off. Engines heated up and their last hope of leaving was gone, flying away with the dead. “Chopper’s clear! Give them hell!”
The two gunners were back on their PKPs, bipods being deployed and muzzles breathing fire, singing the grass in front of the pair as they opened up on the enemy. 19 year old Katya finally understood the term ‘firefight’. Her blue eyes wide as she sat behind cover, watching from the side. There was nothing but flashes. Orange and bright, muzzles turning cherry-red as they heated up under the building temperature of their barrels. Rounds struck the dirt in front of her and she snapped to attention.
The girl would check her 74, ensuring a round was chambered and quickly popped out from cover, firing a burst into the trees and hearing the scream of a man. She was unsure how to feel, despite this being her second strike mission with these… People. Their brutality left a rather sour taste in her mouth, but, orders were orders, and to get the education she wanted, she needed the money and experience. Another burst was sent into the forest, a voice coming onto her radio: “Pull back, we need to evade them.” Annushka was recalling them? Strange, usually that woman strove for situations like this, against them.
“Roger,” replied Katya, quickly moving into a crouch and sprinting towards where her teammates were stood. The raven haired leader was looking at a compass, pointing towards the northwest. “We’re going to try and get to the border. Its sealed off, but with enough travel and stealth, we can survive.” Abram cut in, looking distressed as they were handed a new plan. “Why? What about the other team?”

>>33874505
“Theres not enough time and we don’t have enough firepower to meet up with them. I hate to say it, but we need to leave them. We’ll leave a message saying that we’ve left. If they find it, they’ll know why.”

No one enjoyed hearing the truth, Annushka knew that. But, it was the only way to keep on the level of her squadmates. They trusted her, right? She wasn’t out to kill them, in fact, her plans were carefully calculated, contingencies drawn up for each situation and variable. The uncertainty they displayed though… It was wreaking havoc on her mind. “I didn’t want it to come to this, but I want to see you all live out your future. You all had plan that weren’t dying in this god-forsaken region, so, unless you want to risk your life saving a team that may or not be dead, then follow me.”
Of course, no one objected, confirming Annushka’s suspicions that they trusted her, or, had no choice in the matter. “Thought so, lets go.” To which, the leader would jog into the shade on the trees ahead, away from the insurgents. The rest of her team took a minute before following behind, having no other option.

>>33874517
Gonna try and get more tonight.

>>33867369
I just read the tales of Nam' story and what the fuck it was so good, clean up the grammar and I would pay money for that. Seriously it was amazing.

>>33871208
>>33871627
>>33871639
Oh shit that actually looks pretty decent

are you getting voice actors? what's the scope of the world?

>>33870798
Go on...

>>33874672
Some of your wording is clunky, for lack of a better word.

>you all had plan that weren't dying in this godforsaken region
I get where you're going, but WHAT?

>unless you want to risk your life saving a team that may or may not be dead
If I read this right, you said "stay with me if you want to live". Is this wrong?

Aside from that, I see little to bitch about and much to demand that you keep writing more.

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that time of thread again... next time on something or other, PIC RELATED occurs. Then, YOU. WILL. BE. BLOWN. AWAY.

Boss man says this is the last day of work here in Mississippi, just got the long ride home tomorrow. Looking at 85 hours in this week, with 45 of that being overtime. Next paycheck is going to look good.

>>33876417
damn, you must be fucking exhausted! what are you working? twelve hour shifts on a six day week?

>>33876417
Yay for getting money for not doing anything

>>33876638
http://imgur.com/t/hfy/MNi0Z

I'm linking #33 because if you go in from #1 then you won't be able to find all of them.

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is that time m8s