: To all those stationed upon the IJN Mafuyu, thank you for coming. I have been assigned to care for you while your staff officers are away.
: As your ship is currently undergoing stress tests, we will use this period of time to proceed with the finalization of your documentation and assess your capabilities.
: To this end we will be separating you into your relevant groups: marines, pilots, and crew.
: Please proceed to your assigned positions. Thank you for your cooperation.1: Marines
2: Pilots
3: Crew Members
Divination of Fate rolled: 1d3 → [2] = (2)
Crew over here!
23rd Sentai!
Hoo-rah!
Oops, excuse me, pardon me, sorry-
Please proceed to your stations in an orderly manner!
Heartbreak One engaging.
Marine station 14 is full, please reroute to other stations.
Over here boss!
It's time for my pound of flesh!
Red Spy is in the base!
No pushing please!
Hut-hut-hut-hut-hut-hut!
Throgg want kill!
Scorpio! Scorpio! Scorpio!
We need a slogan!
Leave that witch ALONE.
Heroic Vandalism!
Pipirupirupirupipirupi!
Chicken Chaser?
GET OVER HERE!
Defend this area all of you!
Who just groped me?!
Red Spy is in the base?!
Where's that taffer?
Objective Completed - With Extreme Prejudice!
You can't kill people with friendship.
Well how was I supposed to know it would suddenly explode?
If you refuse to trample, you will be trampled!
: I've never seen so many people!
: Don't wander too far, if we get lost there's no telling how we'll find each other again.
: Ah! There they are! Hey! Over here!
: Ergh.
: What happened to you?
: We refused to trample.
: They were wearing cleats! Who even wears cleats?!
: But did you find it?
: Yeah, it's over by the east exit; call the rest of the pilots in.
: Alright, Pilots of Star Wing, we're heading towards the eastern exits!
: And stick to your flight leads, if I have to round you all up again there'll be hell to pay!*Later*
: Are you the wing leaders? Registration is over here!
: So Cute~!
: Here we go again. Hey Pepi, can you talk some sense into her?
: Me first!
: ...
: Hey! Don't run! There's a-*Oof!*
: Hey! Watch where you're goi-
: Rrr?: eep.
: That's why I said not to run! Koi Squadron's here too!
: Koi Squadron?
: Isn't it that famous delinquent squad that got dismissed off of every carrier they were assigned to?
: They've done things that would get us sent to the firing squad in a heartbeat, but the brass won't touch them.
: Well how bad could a squad be; they're fairies like us right?
: Oh...
: That's Gorebag, I heard once he was the last pilot up after his group was ambushed by an enemy wing; he shot them all down, but ran out of ammo to finish off the last plane. He jumped out of his plane onto the enemy and started eating it.
: He ate the pilot?
: No, he ate the plane!
: Oi, what's the hold-up?
: Gorebag feel puny nudge from tiny ant. But Gorebag no find ant.
: Just hurry up and sign the thing so the rest of us can move on.
: But Gorebag no write.
: Just gimme the damn thing.: That's Ios, he's one of those guys that got a kill counter installed because they ran out of space to put paint kills. He kept getting passed around different squadrons because every time he was sortied every other pilot sent with him would never come back.
: Then what's his kill count?
: Zero. He racked up so many kills that it glitched the counter and it's now permanently stuck at zero.
: I'm next.
: Ah, sign here please.: That's Morden, he used to be one of the big guys up top, but got slammed all the way down to rock bottom after he was used as a scapegoat in the Central Park Incident.
: Central Park Incident?
: That one where that protest got hit by firebombs due to bad intel?
: Yeah so get this, after it happened, he was kept in the dark and got buried in oodles of unrelated paperwork by the others involved. And while he was busy, he got blamed for it all.
: I mean sure he got off, but his rep's mud among the higher-ups; and there's no way he's getting his career back. So he decided to quit that and become a pilot instead; made wing commander in record time.
: But the other guys involved? All found dead, They were force-fed paper until their stomachs burst.
: So that just leaves me doesn't it?
: Mhmm... Such an interesting specimen...
: Ah... Sign here please...
: Don't mind if I do.: And that's Riptide, he used to be a scientist.
: What did he do?
: I don't know but he just creeps me out!
:
Once you've signed, please take your squads to the fields for evaluation!
: Let's just get this over with and move out.
: Agreed.
: You there. Who is your wing commander?: Uh... Uh.. Me?
:
You're a pilot are you not?: Yes?
:
I'll say once more. Who is your wing commander?
: Him!: It's Him!
: It's You!
: No it isn't!
: Gorebag see two.
: I see. These two is it?
: One or two, it doesn't make much difference does it?
: They're all the same in the end anyway.*Superhug*
:
Friends!: Too Much Breathe. Can't Hug.
: The days of substandard living conditions are behind us!
: On this! Our ship! We have finally found our home!
: We will defend to the death our goddess of air conditioning and heated toilet seats!
: And such cute little gi- I mean fellow pilots huehue.
: What say you members of Love Wing?!We love you Mafuyu-chan!!!
Marry me Mafuyu-chan!!!
Mafuyu-chan forever!!! : What is this I don't even-
: I honestly can't tell if I find them creepier now or befo-Drop your c*ck and grab your pants!
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Ah! The evaluator is here!Note: Japanese ships were infamous for having spartan living conditions (With few exceptions, such as the Yamato-class which had first class provisions). The Myoukou class in particular were mentioned by the British: "Until now I have never seen a warship". Then there were ships such as the Kaga, which was nicknamed the "Yakitori Grill" due to the badly designed ventilation system causing the crew quarter temperature to regularly be at 30C-40C (86F-104F). Unsurprisingly, discipline among the crew of those ships was very bad.
Note Kai: Koi can mean "Carp" or "Love".