You're flying, of that much you're certain. Probably in a big medical evacuation bird, a -141 probably, headed god knows where. South, somewhere, you’re sure. Multiple IV bags hang above your resting place, dripping their contents into you.

Your grasp on consciousness is tenuous, at best. Even now, the sedatives in your system are making it hard to stay awake- warring with the pain in an effort to send you back to blissful unconsciousness. It's a fight they're rapidly winning, of that you're sure.

You don't dream much, and when you do, you only infrequently remember anything worth telling. Maybe it's the wounds, or maybe it's the cocktail of drugs being pumped into you, but you dream deeply and vividly for the first time in what seems like decades.

[What do you dream of?]

>>21779741

Home

>>21779741
An Arab looking man with a mask and a mummified arm.

>>21779741
home. early military career

>[What do you dream of?]
Our squadron and the happy times.

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>>21779741

nightmares

ruined flesh and twisted metal in an icy wasteland. hell frozen over.

>>21779831
this, seems appropriate for what we're feeling now.

>>21779765
>>21779809
>>21779819
This
except
as a tea party
because dreams are weird like that

>>21779819
to sweet

[] squadron getting fucked up because you failed

>>21779741
Our poor, dearly departed Cat. God rest her soul.

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>>21779831

>>21779741
A tea party with the rest of the squadron. Everyone is laughing, except for the crying wreckage of our plane in the corner.

>>21779809

Home. Early military career, the pranks/trouble we got into with Patty back when she was our wingman.

>>21779741
Some crazy redheaded woman. Seems overly angry and in need of some schnitzel. Probably German.

>>21779741
Crazy Hassan, purveyor of used camels. Better than new.

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>>21779741
>[] squadron getting fucked up because you failed

>>21779741
Good times with squadron/all

>>21779809
>>21779819
These.

>>21779741
Flying

also a world where girls dont strap rockets to their legs to fly combat missions.

it is a very strange dream

>>21779741

>>21779831
>>21779871

No reason we can't have both, dreams are weird like that.

Also,

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xqouww_the-grey-plane-crash-scene_videogames

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>>21779831

>>21779809
This

Whatever we dream about, we have to realize at some point that we forgot to put clothes on and are only wearing underwear.

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>>21780114
The kicker is, we were a witch all along.

>>21780114
No, we just aren't wearing pants.

>>21779741

Home, early in our career. Instances when Frank first met his squadmates: Icelady, Slider, Maverick, and our old RIO Orion.

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>>21780131
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCUnhoe0rpU

>>21780131
>sixties Witches
Groovy.

>>21780131

>never had a dream where you go about your daily life but you're naked/not wearing pants
>2012

I shiggy-diggy

Dream about: [x] fighting back against a mechanical army lead by a a giant bee

>>21780168
Never said I didn't.

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[home/early career/early days with the squadron]

It's less of a dream, really, and more of a series of very vivid memories. You're familiar with the term 'life flashing before your eyes' of course, but this is different. They're dreams, but not proper ones, without all the weirdness usually entailed in dreams.

You remember being a kid in California, while your dad served with the 1/9 marines. You remember the time you and your brothers broke into his liquor cabinet- and you vividly remember why, to this day, you cannot drink johnny walker. Your house was always full of life- your mom wasn't in the navy very long after you were born, just a couple of years, and you don't remember them at all. You still remember both of your parents being strict, your dad almost manically so, and neither of them being able to put anything off for a second longer than it needed to be.

You remember your grandma, who laughed when you said you wanted to be a fighter pilot. You were too young to understand her prejudices then, and by now you laugh at her tragically outdated way of thinking. Part of you still hates how your sister was always her favorite anyway.

You remember the night Rex told the parents he was dropping out of school and enlisting in the air force. You remember telling them, just a few weeks later, that you'd been accepted to Annapolis. That seemed to mitigate their anger at Rex, some.

You remember graduation, with the whole family, minus Rex there, your dad in his dress uniform and your mom holding your sister's hand and waving. You couldn't wave back, of course, but you still remember how proud you were.

1/2?

You remember flight school, and the heart-stopping moment when your basic instructor realized you were better with the bird than he was- and him flatly stating he was going to suggest that you be shifted to multiengine birds, effectively ending your dreams of being a fighter pilot. You remember how you'd cried that night, hot tears of frustration as you watched your dreams sail out the window because of one bitter old man.

You remember seeing your advanced flight training assignment and laughing when you made lead-in for the F-14, despite everything. Your mom wouldn't tell you she pulled some strings until much, much later.

You remember meeting Orion- your first RIO, as you were assigned to Your squadron. Neither of you had any idea what you were getting into when you reported and found out you were part of a navy program to determine if mixed squadrons were viable in the current era. Both of you hit the town that night, flush with a sense of achievement- the first men to fly in a witches squadron in the navy since who knows when.

You remember meeting Patty Mitchell- Maverick. How her first action was to comment on how Orion looked like he'd be fun in bed. Neither of you was real sure how you'd deal with her, but she turned into a hell of a wingmate- just as willing to get into shit with you in the air as she was on the ground, and you'll never let her live down the mud wrestling episode.

You remember meeting Ice, and knowing the trouble was about to start when her first action as your incoming CO was to read you and Orion the riot act- tellingly leaving Maverick out of the ass chewing.

2/3

You remember the night Orion turned in his wings and resigned- another low-level, high-speed pass over an air control tower led to another ass chewing, this time with the implication that the both of you were unfit for flight duty. You'd let it roll off your back, used to such accusations, though more back-handed, from your grandmother. Orion didn't- he turned in his wings and requested re-assignment as soon as possible, pending him resigning his commission.

You're disturbed by muffled voices. “Sir, I don't think we can.. “

“I Don't care, doc. Can you keep him stable for a few days? A week?”

“Maybe, sir, but we can't...”

“That's all I need. I've got some favors to call in. Get him stable, dig that metal out of him if you can.”

then, addressed to you- “Don't worry son, I've got a couple of old war friends that still owe me a favor or two. We'll get you back in the saddle in no time.”

You fade back to sleep.

[What dreams now, Frank?]

>>21780371
Oh god, our dad is R. Lee Ermey?

Badassery really DOES run in the family...

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>>21780397

Fire

Death

Screaming

>>21780397
Continue Reminiscing, fade to wondering how we could have done better

>>21780443

Yes, this.

>[What dreams now, Frank?]
Happy squadron times

>>21780397
TEA
PARTY

>>21780397
Our poor, poor plane.

We still gotta say goodbye to her...

>>21780397
Happy times with Merlin

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>>21780397

Nightmares.

>>21780397

The earth rushing towards us

The fire engulfing the plane

Imagining the fear in Merlin's eyes as she's taken away.

[x]Continue with the memories, including first meeting Merlin.

>>21780397

[x] Nightmares.

>>21780488
Yeah let's go with nightmares. See what frank is really scared of.

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>>21780488

>>21780488

It seems like he waited a real long time before Ejecting

[x]Nightmares

>>21780431

Our dad is definitely LIKE R. Lee Ermey.

>>21780397

>Admiral Nixon is going to get his golden boy patched up....YES!

>>21780488

I guess I'll go with this....I kinda want to see what Frank fears most.

>>21780517
>normal landing
>hit the ground
>I got this
>Skidding
> I got this
>More skidding
>No biggie
>actually this might be bad
>I'll get out now

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>>21780397

[x] Nightmares

>>21780397
about the more current situation.

>>21780397
>“Don't worry son, I've got a couple of old war friends that still owe me a favor or two. We'll get you back in the saddle in no time.”
So when does Bishop get to be fully conscious to meet Chief of Staff of the Air Force Young?

[x] Nightmare time.
We had some good.

We grimdark now.

Fuck that.

Dream of Merlin asking us to be a godfather in 20 years.

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>>21780644

>/tg/
>implying we haven't been grimdark since the late 80's

>>21780644
I think it's mostly one guy votespamming

>>21780644
>Dream of Merlin asking us to be a godfather in 20 years.
That'd make Merlin, what, ~35? I don't think Bishop would go full Big Brother mode that heavily for that long.

>>21780397
First meeting merlin

>>21780683
Oh shit.

This needs to be covered at some point, now or later.

>>21780683
second

>>21780683
this

>>21780679
dwelling on it would likely start a waifu battle and I'd rather avoid that now.

>>21780683
this, third

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>>21780683
How did I not think of this?

>>21780683
For shame, /tg/. How did you not think of this?

It's got my vote.

>>21780683
Good catch, this.

>>21780745
This guy did:
>>21780501

>>21780745
Because the thread had an infestation of the grimderp.

>>21780787
Because, obviously, someone having any sort of nightmare after coming very close to death and nearly getting someone quite close to him - someone whose life literally rests in his hands every time they take off - killed is going to engender thoughts of sunshine and rainbows and puppies frolicking through the apple orchards of <insert appropriate location here>.

A period of 'oh god' is the norm after something like that.

>>21780683

THIS!!!

>>21780841
How about you go post pics of plane crashes on some other board?

>>21780787

What is it about the word "grimderp" that inspires so much autistic rage in /tg/?

Is that a kneejerk response of the 40Kfags or something?

>>21780928

No, it's the implication that somehow our votes are less valid because they aren't all sunshine and happiness.

I mean, shit, the dude almost just died, lost his aircraft and nearly lost his RIO, and is having weird vivid drug-enhanced dreams, a nightmare or two wouldn't be at all unexpected.

>>21780928
Because it likely touches upon the truth of 40k: It's something made as a joke that a bunch of overcompensating neckbeards take seriously.

If it wasn't true, then why do they flip the fuck out when they hear the word then?

>>21780915
Completely different person, you fucking moron.

>>21780963
This. It's simply most appropriate for Frank's mental and physical state at this time. I also want to see Ghostrider try his hand in writing something with a horror feel, expand his horizons and all that.

I mean, we almost fucking died and some assholes are asking for a tea party dream. Have some levity for once.

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How about you all shut up and let Ghost write.

I vote for a nightmare, but none of this GRIMDARK AS FUCK SHIT the other nightmare voters are espousing. Are we here for over the top, awesome shit, and cute girls, or are we here for name calling and general douchefuckery?

>>21781087

>dat pic

My sides!

haha i'm a bit late but time for lewd merlins

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[First meeting with Merlin]

Dreams are strange things. You wake once, an adrenaline surge coursing through you at some half-remembered nightmare. The sedatives knock you back down a second later, their grip on you hardly broken by one fear inspired rally of your adrenal glands.

You're in Ice's office ashore- called up from a mission planning session to meet your replacement RIO. You've already made up your mind that you don't like him, whoever he is. No one, but no one, can replace Orion, as far as you're concerned. Ice hasn't said anything, and the air is pretty tense- it's no secret you're holding her responsible for him leaving, and she sure doesn't seem to care for you much either.

The door opens, and, instead of some young ensign with no flight time, you see a pair of young girls walk in. they almost look like they're related- both keep their Brown hair short, though only one wears the wings of a witch- the other has wings like... yours.

“What's the deal, ma'am?” you hear yourself say. “You said my RIO was coming up?”

“I-I think s-she meant me” One of the small witches says, saluting. “E-ensign Samantha W-wells.”

“Well, I guess life just got a bit more interesting, then.” You say to Ice, turning in place. “With all due respect ma'am is this...?”

“She's your RIO Bishop. Try not to traumatize her too much, and who knows? Maybe you'll actually be good for something.”

“Ma'am.” you say, tersely. “I have a flight plan to finish up and file.”

1/2

You're woken by voices again- Bandages across your eyes prevent you from seeing who's talking, but you recognize Nixon's voice.

“My god, Richard.” one, an older female says. “He's... I can do this, but it will take time.”

“How long?” Nixon asks.

“A day? More?” She says.

“Just tell me what you need, Georgette.” Nixon says. “I don't want to lose him- he's a good kid. Took his bird into a pack of flankers to buy some other pilots time to get away. Didn't have a snowflake's chance in hell. Did it anyway.”

“They're all good kids, Dick.” another man's voice says. “They always have been, even back in our day.”

“Yeah, yeah. You're right. Mack.”

You fade out again, only to wake up what seems like seconds later. The soft peep of an EKG machine mixes with sounds from outside- apparently, the window is open- and a soft, almost imperceptible ticking noise.

[] Open eyes, look around.
[] Someone there?

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>>21781123

[x] Someone there?

>>21781160
[x] Someone there?

And more importantly is it someone who can get Fronk back to his unit?

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>>21781160
>Open eyes, look around.

We need to assess the situation and escape.

>>21781160

[] Open eyes, look around.

>>21781160

[X] Someone there?

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>>21781167

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>>21781160

>Gerogette

Please be who I think it is

>>21781160
Open eyes and look around

>>21781160
>[] Someone there?

>>21781198

I have, the weirdest boner right now.

I need to commission Deculture do some art for me.

>>21781160
>[] Open eyes, look around.

>>21781160
[x] Open eyes, look around.
We were out for a while following that overheard conversation. They're probably not in the room anymore.

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[x] Open eyes, look around.

>>21781198
That's terrible.

>>21781160
[x] Someone there?
Okay, order of importance:
Tell our unit we're totally not dead
Grovel at Merlin's feet and pray for mercy
OUR BIRD IS DEAAAAD
Did they at least get the gun cam and flight recorder?
>>21781198
GET
THE FUCK
OUT

[] Open eyes, look around.
I'm assuming they aren't covered anymore.

>>21781198
I wish I could hate you to death.

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>>21781198
FUCK OFF

>>21781198
That's just wrong... and that's all I can say without lapsing into a immature response.

>>21781208
AWWWWWWWWWWW YEAAAH!

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>>21781198

>mfw

>>21781160
>[x] Someone there?

>>21781234
>>21781224

Merlin likes russians and has a fetish for infantrymen.

>>21781198
I'm not even mad, just disappointed

>>21781265
You know that was a pretty good troll, considering it's actually one of Deculture's characters and all.

10/10, would FFFFFFF again.

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>>21781198
>just photoshopping the SW 89 logo onto a picture of Murderface
>getting this reaction

Well done, my good sir. That was some fine work.

>>21781364
haha someone got it it looks like

>>21781364
Makes me wonder how people could have confused Murderface with Merlin.

>inb4 we run into a pilot with that callsign

>>21781370
To be fair, the glasses are the same and the facial features indistinct enough that the only clear difference is the hair color.

Size of the logo is a giveaway though.

>>21781408
>implyind decu didn't do that himself for the monies i payed

>>21781405
Not all fans read MGNQ and people were so enraged they overlooked the finer points.

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>>21781364
>>21781370
>>21781373
You mean it wasn't immediately obvious from a glance what with all the Deculture images of Merlin posted having her with uncolored/white/whatever hair? Huh.

>>21781426
How much monies does he charge

>>21781447
See >>21781428 for how Udz pulled it off. If people were calm, they'd have likely seen through it.

>>21781452
5 for uncolored, 10 for colored or lewd

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Wats goin on in hurr

>>21781198
Why would you do this?

>>21781466
Goddamn Nazi superscience.

>>21781456
I what.

>>21781553
He cannot into actual reading.

>>21781466


The same thing we do every night, Pinkie. Try and take over the world!

>>21781553
I apologize, it's just that the trip looked similar at a slight glance and given the raging going around, very easy to assume things.

Once again I apologize for mistakenly associating you with that.

>>21781607
S'cool, then.

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[x] Open eyes, look around.

Experimentally, you open your eyes. Thankfully, they're not covered by bandages anymore- and seem to work just as well as they did before- though it's hard to tell when you're staring at a ceiling.

The room is one of the better ones- it's not a burn ward, for which you're thankful. The pain hasn't started registering yet, but it will, you're sure. Your right arm is kind of stiff, so you shove yourself into a sitting position with your left, noting the IV drip going into your arm on the right side- probably the reason why it's stiff.

The room is relatively bare and sterile, as hospital rooms tend to be- it's not a hotel, after all.

Next to you, quietly knitting sits an older-looking woman- maybe in her late 50s? You can't tell. Her hair in distinct twin pigtails, she looks, for a terrifying second like captain Blackwell, though the captain never wore her hair like that.

“Oh!” she says, looking up at you. “One second, Richard and Nicholas wanted me to get them when you woke up!”

She sets her knitting needles down carefully, walking across the room in a few short steps and leaning out the door. “Richard?” She calls. “Nicholas? He's awake.”

She sits back down before either of the men enter the room- Nixon is in uniform, and you could swear you've seen the other guy's face before, but you just can't place it.

“Glad to see you back up, son.” Nixon says. “Gave us a hell of a scare there, for a while.”

[] Glad to be back, sir
[] What happened, sir?

>>21781626
>[] What happened, sir?
How is my squadron?

[x] What happened, sir?
[x] It's good to be alive.

>>21781626
What happened?

We're worried about the rest more than ourselves

>>21781626
[x] What happened, sir?

WE MUST KNOW

>mfw we have Tesla-made cyborg prosthetics

>>21781626
>[] What happened, sir?

>>21781626
>>21781632
This.

>>21781664
all my yes

>>21781626
>[x] Glad to be back, sir
>[x] When do I get back to my Unit?

>>21781626

[X] What happened, sir?

>>21781626
[] What happened, sir?

>>21781626
[x] What happened, sir?

>you could swear you've seen the other guy's face before, but you just can't place it
>Nicholas
I hate those damn niggling feelings when you just barely can't remember something.

>>21781626

"I expected to be murdered to death by hugging as my RIO burst through the door and all I get is you."

Look him up and down.

"You're not my type. Sir."

>>21781626
>[] Glad to be back, sir

>>21781706
THIS!
And
This
>>21781664

>>21781706
>"You're not my type. Sir."
I think a "You're not quite as adorable. Sir." would be better but, then again, I'm drinking. What do I know?

>>21781664
Or maybe alium technology

now we're mecha-Stalin's counterpart/rival

>>21781705
Do you read the writefaggotry of SWQ at all?

>>21781723

What a coincidence. So am I. I like your style, chummer.

>>21781626
[x] What happened, sir?
>>21781733
Not that guy, but I find that most of it is terrible, so I avoid it.

>>21781723
It's definitely better.

>>21781733
Honestly, no.

>>21781727
Battle of Moscow, Fronk VS Mecha-Uncle Joe

>>21781733
Yes, I have. That's kind of what...
>niggling feelings when you just barely can't remember something.
...was about.

>>21781748
The few still going are much better than any of the ones that ended after one or two chapters. Those were absolutely awful.

>>21781813
You mean they're still carrying on even with the huge gap between SWQ threads? Hm. Commendable.

>>21781828
Archival posts new chapters of his (Demons) in tofusaur and just because planefag isn't writing doesn't mean the writefags are doing likewise.

>>21781845
>tofusaur
Ignoring the obvious Pokemon joke the fuck is that?

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>>21781882
A land /tg/ forgot.

google it.

>>21781882
it's a silly place full of silly people.

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>>21781882
Side board that the IRC uses for dumb stuff.

Demons here: http://tofusaur.us/res/2960.html

SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION AHOY

>>21781882
our own private wonderland, and also a image board

>>21781912
Danke.

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[x] What happened, sir?

“What happened sir?” You say, sitting up a little more and saluting the CINCPAC, who just waves it off. “And I kind of expected to be drowning in hugs right now. Where's my squadron?”

“I suspect you already know, son. And I'm not really the hugging type.” He says, with a bit of a chuckle. “Though you gave us a scare when Georgette was healing you- long story short, there's bits of fibersteel buried in your ribs. Probably saved your life during the crash, but it'll play merry hell with you when you're my age.”

“Sounds like fun, sir.” you say, unconsciously rubbing your side. “My squadron? My RIO?”

“Both got out fine, son. The reds never penetrated the pocket's airspace, and last we heard, the better part of the force sent up in that attack got back fine.” He says. “We don't know what it's like right now- the reds are jamming everything, practically, and the land lines are pretty full, but your unit was still reporting combat-ready this morning.”

“How long have I been out, sir?” You ask.

“About a week, now.” Nixon says. “We've been pulling flowers out of this room for the past three days. You'd think the desk would learn to just tell the delivery boys to put 'em there. Had to finally post a marine guard on the damn door.” He laughs.

1/2

“Flowers, sir?” You ask, as the two men shuffle around to let a doctor and his assistant in.

“Yep. All kinds of people sent 'em. That mission was covered by a few of the big news networks, and two of them caught your fight almost in full. We didn't release your unit, or name, but...” He shrugs. “Care of the navy, and someone didn't get the memo to not send 'em all here.”

“When will I be able to get back to it, sir?” You say, as the doctor pulls the IV needle and makes his notes on your board. You get the feeling he's kind of miffed that this heal witch was able to do what he'd have never been able to.

“That depends on you, son.” Nixon says. “You're a bit of a big hero now, you know. And boeing aren't the only people who want you to fly their new toys all over the sky and kill loads of reds with them.”

[] What?
[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>>21782050

[x] What?

Need to hear this at the very least.

>>21782050
[x] What?
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.
Mutual exclusivity can blow me.

>>21782050
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

Now, once we get Merlin in on this, then you have our attention...

Then again, there's a war on.

>>21782050
>[] What?

>>21782050
[X] What?

Tell me more.

>>21782050
>[] What?
With leanings toward
>[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>>21782050
>[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.
we have a job too do

How about Korean War witches? Something like "Forgotten Witches" or some shit.

Fuck it, I just want to draw F-86 striker.

>>21782050
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>>21782050
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

But I do want to hear who else is interested in us.

>>21782050

[X] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>>21782050
[x] What?
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>>21782050
>[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.
FUCK PRODUCT ENDORSMENTS THERE IS A GODDAMN WAR ON

>>21782050
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

I'd be glad to take some new toys back with me of course.

[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.
[x] There's other interested in me as a pilot?

>>21782050
>[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>>21782105
A war we can fight with prototype fighters if we play our cards right.

>>21782050
>[] What?
>[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

Quick explanation, but always back to the unit

>>21782050

"They're not going to take me away from my unit now if I decide to test out their fancy death traps now, are they? Plus, if I'm going to be flying any of their Prototypes, it'll haft to be a two seater. I'm not flying without my RIO."

>>21782050
[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

>flying anything other than a bird Merlin's dad built
>making MERLIN fly anything other than a bird her dad built

I shiggy diggy do.

>>21782050
[x] What?

Might as well hear the offers first, wont hurt. Hell, whoever said we can't get a fancy new prototype and get back to the squadron?

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>>21782050
>[x] What?
We will bring the planes with us sir
>[x] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.

Our next ride? If it was pick up instead of the '22 Navy would have consitered for NATF.

>>21782136
This, gotta be a two seater or no deal, sir.

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>>21782050
[] I just want to get back with my unit, sir.
Gotta get back to our not-family family.

Also, F-14 is best fighter! No other is worthy of us! (and Merlin!)

>>21782175
I for one support a single seat if Merlin gets witch training.

>>21782216
I'm not sure if she'd be remotely as good a normal witch as she is an RIO.

>>21782215
>I'll fly your new air frame, on one condition
>You must make it look like an F-14 Tomcat

>>21782238
Only one way to find out, and we're going to be healing for a while anyways.

>>21782349
I have a feeling its going to be a quick turn around, witch healing and all.

[x] What?

>>21782349
If you didn't realize it a witch healed Bishop.

>>21782050
>That mission was covered by a few of the big news networks, and two of them caught your fight almost in full.

Well at least we should be able to get video of our baby's last dance. Now lets, hopefully, go get us a super jet.

[x] What?

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>>21782370
>>21782359
By Best Georgette, apparently.

Why the fuck she's on call in the Pacific is another question entirely.

>>21782442
I think she might have been retired but came in by Dick's request.

>>21782442
If CINPAC calls, peole tend to jump. Wherever they are.

>>21782486
>>21782482
Yes, but she's *French*. Why does she care what an American admiral thinks/does?

>>21782050
I don't care what I fly as long as I can get back to my unit. I already got a weeklong vacation, I had best get back.

>>21782050
[x] Que

>>21782502
Because Nixon pretty much said she's an old war buddy, and they probably served together in the Alium War. He called in all his favors to get Fronk fixed.

>>21782502
When America calls to come along if you want saving in the future.

>>21782502
Old friend from the war? Plus, Her (presumably now husband) Mack is there, and he's USN. He'll, she's probably got yank citizenship by now.

>>21782538
>Mack

Who the fuck is that?

>>21782502

Or she got married to an American.

>>21782576
The MC from the main Strike Witch Quest.

>>21782587
Young is the SWQ MC. Dunno what the hell you're talking about.

>>21782587
I thought he was another pilot.

>>21782587
No, its from some other writefaggotry

>>21782587
...MC Young? Mack is in one of the writefaggotry.

>>21782587
Last I checked, the MC of SWQ was banging a redhead German, not some French chick.

>>21782630
>He
>Banging her
I think you misunderstand the situation.

>>21782630
His Gunner on the other hand

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>>21782670
>>21782630
Indeed, he is.

>>21782630
Georgette and Mack are from Prune Barge Shuffle, one of the writefags work.

>>21782576
He's from Prune Barge Shuffle, which follows the USS California

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[x] What?

“What?” You ask, completely forgetting to add 'sir' onto the end of it. If Nixon cares, he doesn't say anything.

“Well, let's see. Boeing's team has a new tomcat they want you to test in combat, that group with Chance-Vought wants you to test out their new bird, Northrop-McDonnell has a naval variant of the 23 they want you to test... and I think that's it.” He shrugs. “The letters are on my desk, but it all boils down to the same thing. Those companies want their new fighters tested in combat, and after CNN played the uncut footage of your furball with the Russians, you're #1 on their candidates to do it.”

“That's kind of overwhelming, sir.” You say. “And I refuse to do it without my RIO. Merlin's the reason I survived that scrap, her and Katya. Without 'em I'd be lucky to have the wreckage of my fighter as a headstone.”

Nixon nods. “They're all two-seaters, if I remember correctly, but I'd have to look.” He grins. “I won't lie, son, I'm kind of jealous. It's not every day three aerospace companies request you, by name, to fly their superadvanced prototype jets.”

1/2

>>21782687

I was in that thread when planefag posted this, and it keeps getting funnier every single time I see it!

He looks over at Georgette and the other man. “And I'm being rude, I see. Lieutenant commander Bishop, this is Nicholas Mackintosh and his wife, Georgette. Nick's my old skipper from the California. Nick, Georgette, this is Lieutenant Commander Frank Bishop, flying with VF-3 off the Saratoga.”

Georgette smiles. “Ah!” she says. “So he's the one Emile told us so much about!”

She looks at you. “Takes quite a person to impress her like that!” she laughs. “I'm glad Richard called us!”

Nixon laughs. “Seems his name gets around a bit. Well son, you need to get cleared for flight, and then I need to see you in my office. We'll get you squared away with a jet and back to your unit as soon as possible, ok?”

As he turns to walk out, he pauses. “Oh, and if I'm not in my office, stop by the house. I'd like to introduce ya to the family at some point.”

[] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!
[] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

This times infinity.

>>21782693
Fuck, I could have sworn someone referred to Young as Mack. I don't recall his first name ever having been defined.

>>21782728
[X] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

Hooray for prototypes.

>>21782728
>[] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.
WE CANNOT HAVE LEELTE SEESTER WITCH CONTINUE TO BE SAD

>>21782728
>[] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.
we need to get back to our people

>>21782728
First thank Georgette for fixing us up. Then before ANYTHING else ask if we can get a phone so we can call our squadron.

Then we can say that it sounds like a plan.

>>21782728
>[] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

>>21782728
>[] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

Love to meet them some other time. Just not now.

>>21782728
>[x] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!
Because we're going back to squadron for damn sure.

>>21782728
[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

The offer is tempting, but we've got a war to fight.

>>21782728

[X] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

I want to hear what Admiral Tricky Dick wants to discuss with Frank.

>>21782749
"Mac," as in the period slang term for guy/man/dude

>>21782728
[x] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

No point in going back without a plane.

>>21782749
Ian and/or Sean have called him Mac

>>21782716
>Northrop-McDonnell has a naval variant of the 23
ITS A BLACK WIDOW RATED FOR CARRIER LANDINGS!!!
>>21782728
[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.
Sorry I can't meet the family this time sir but the squadron is probably going crazy without me.

>>21782728
[x] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!
>CINCPAC inviting us to his house

Squadron or no, this is huge. FOUR STAR FLAG OFFICERS DO NOT INVITE YOUNG OFFICERS TO THEIR HOUSES FOR TEA. THIS DOES NOT HAPPEN.

>>21782728

"Well, what are we waiting on, Sir?"

"Pleasure meeting you, Ma'am. Sir. I thought I was a goner, but now I can keep my word I made with my RIO and Wing-Witch. I hope they don't bankrupt me with the amount of cakes I know they''ll order."

>>21782728
[X] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

Dinner with his family isn't going to really delay us, no matter what there's going to be a fair bit of time that we need to spend while they get everything prepped and ready, so our options are have a nice home cooked meal with the fucking CINCPAC or sitting around waiting for our plane and maybe leaving a bit earlier.

>>21782728
[x] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

For the love of Tesla find a way to call the squadron.

>>21782799
>ITS A BLACK WIDOW RATED FOR CARRIER LANDINGS!!!

>In the event the craft floats

>>21782728

[] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

>>21782800

Agreed. Maybe Admiral Nixon will let us call the squad at his house. I want to hear what he has to tell us: CINCPAC called in favors to get Fronk healed. We OWE Tricky Dick big-time for this.

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>>21782833
We must get a hold of the squadron. Even if it means sending a message in one of these pods and dropping it in Alaska.

>>21782825
Exactly. We just almost died. We can take the time to relax a LITTLE before going back to the front, and we'd be playing hurry up and wait otherwise.

>>21782728

[X] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

>>21782716

>Chance Vought
>Developing a two-seater Wyvern

Oh my gawd. We need to fly this plane.

>>21782728
[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.
Like we'll fly anything but the 'cat.

>>21782728
[X] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

>>21782728
[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

[X] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

Might as well won't take long anyways.

>>21782889
Qe fly the Widow II until we crash or it is destroyed by the commies then we will fly the Wyvern. Then we win the war in the new tomcat.

>>21782924
>Qe
We*

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>>21782728

[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

>>21782931
What's that thing that's sticking out?

>>21782975
refueling nozel

>>21782728

[x] I need to get back to the squadron, sir. Thanks for fixing me up, ma'am.

I seriously hope you guys aren't thinking of fucking off to flight test some fancy new plane when there are still russians trying to kill our girls.

>>21782975
Fuel pickup?

>>21782728
[x] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!
>We'll get you squared away with a jet and back to your unit as soon as possible, ok?
Nixon's already planning on getting you back. His comment has a hook on the end, he has something he wants to discuss with you in private.

>>21782975
Refueling Probe

>>21782728
>[] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

We need specs on these planes. Also a phone.

[x] Sounds like a plan sir! And thanks for fixing me up, ma'am!

>>21782924

The Wyvern will be ridiculously manuverable. We're gonna need that if we're going back up against witches.

Also the COFFIN system means that extra layer of armour over the cockpit.

>>21783013

Oh god yes.

Need to call in to the squadron.

>>21782728
Or, instead of calling the squadron, we just show up in a super-jet one day with some pithy one-liners.

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>>21783018

Can't we just get a new stealthcat with a focus for merlin? I mean, come on.

>>21783050
no.

They tell the squadron they are getting a replacement pilot

We land in the dead of night

Grab merlin from her bunk, and run around making airpane noises

>>21783050
They would murder us.

>>21783050
Wouldn't work, the moment we started talking we'd have the wind knocked out of us by half a dozen witches, some of them would hug us for being back, the rest would hit us for being an ass and then hug us.

>>21783050
>pass up the opportunity to call & alleviate concern
>just show up running his mouth
1) This isn't Young.
2) They would break him.

>>21782800
By "family", I am presuming he means "Secret and Honourable Order of Gnoooooooooooomes *punch*".

What if, when we call the squadron we act like a telemarketer and see how long it takes them to recognize us

>>21783050
>Ice's face when:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygQvB6OjHOU

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>>21783050
>>21783068

No, the girls would kill Fronk for that.

>I think Nixon wants to discuss pic related with us