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  1. This is my first foray into writing VB fiction. Though this Belle isn't in the game, I thought this would be an interesting tale to write about. This is loosely based on what happened to the real-life vessel, though it has a VB twist. Enjoy and please critique. Last Ride of the Wakeful Starring: HMS Wakeful (H88) - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HMS_Wakeful_(H88) Wakeful looked at her watch and rubbed her weary eyes. As she breathed in the cool English air, she listened to her crew loading supplies onto her deck as she stared at the French coast. Her orders: rescue as many English soldiers as possible while fighting off the hordes of Morganas attempting to stop the evacuation. “Wakeful,” her captain – a younger man dressed in an unblemished uniform. “We’re ready to set off.” She, not that much of a talker, nodded silently as her crew powered her up and moved towards the French coast. ** As she sailed toward the fire and fury, Wakeful looked to her side and saw other ships – destroyers, an anti-aircraft cruiser, and some auxiliary vessels. She even saw Belles at the head of some vessels. The destroyer walked on her deck to gaze in the eyes of her sailors – young, scared, but determined to save their countrymen. The destroyer herself felt her age as she took every step. After all, she was built long-ago and was only mobilized from reserve status due to this emergency. However, the warship was determined to do her job and do it well. ** In a few hours, the coast of France before Wakeful and her sailors began to bring in tired, ragged soldiers onto her decks. “Ensure that they’re secured,” she informed her captain as evacuees clambered into every nook and cranny. “We’ll take on as many as we can.” As she began to set off, the destroyer saw bombers in the air heading for her. While they looked like those used by their enemies – the hated Lufwaffe, these planes looked more skeletal and spectral – almost wraith-like in the way they moved and sound. While the soldiers ducked and scrambled for cover, Wakeful and her soldiers fired whatever they got at the villains. “Splashed two!” a sailor proclaimed as two of the bombers crashed into the beach. Cheers went out, but they were soon subdued once another ship – the Belle-manned destroyer Havant – exploded in a blast of fire. Without looking, Wakeful cringed as she heard the screams of man and Belle mixed together with the blaze. “We’re leaving!” she cried out as the Wakeful quickly sped out of the area, leaving behind the carnage for a small while. ** It was night when the Wakeful and her precious cargo made it to the English coast. At the docks, aid workers moved quickly to get the troops and wounded off the destroyer. “Get ready to set out again,” she said as her crew nodded silently. However, one sailor – wide-eyed with panic and covered with smoke – stumbled to her with terror in his voice. “Are you mad?!” he cried out. “We should leave this to better ships!” Without thinking, the warship slapped the man, sending him to the ground. “If you can’t work, you have no place on my ship,” the destroyer said through clenched teeth. “Get him off my decks.” As the sailor was taken off, her captain attempted to confront Wakeful, but she brushed him aside. “Just get ready to leave,” she said. “We can’t afford to show weakness.” ** On the next trip, Wakeful didn’t go on her deck, instead staying in her private cabin. While she always prided herself on her stoicism, grit, and alertness in the face of danger, she suddenly felt nervous and sick to her stomach. Was it the fact that she saw a sister die? Was it the attack by the Morgana planes? Was it the terrified sailor who confronted her after the ordeal? While older than her colleagues, she had a great fear of the unknown, especially if she perished in this action. What would happen once it’s all over? Will she just vanish or is there a fate worse than that in store for her? “I can’t afford to lose face,” she muttered to herself as she got up and headed for the door, hearing the shots of gunfire as they neared the French coast again. “For the sake of me and my men.” ** Once again, Wakeful and her men went to work as they took in more soldiers. Due to better positioning by the resident anti-air cruiser Calcutta and the timely arrival of the Royal Air Force, the spectral planes that harassed their efforts were kept to a minimum. As she set off, the warship turned around and headed toward home. Wakeful was surprised that the Morganas didn't send more air units to overwhelm the defenses. “Maybe we were just lucky,” she told her captain as the men were getting comfortable with crumpets, jam, and tea. “Maybe we will survive another day.” ** Suddenly, the engines of a small vessel – one that Wakeful knew didn't belong to her or her colleagues – was heard as a dark fog began to overtake the destroyer. “Torpedo boat!” cried the lookout as secondary guns began to ring out. Wakeful turned around and looked at the new assailant. It was a ghostly-looking vessel, but was armed with two deadly torpedo launchers and various cannons. The torpedo boat’s cannons rang out, raking the destroyer with fire as debris flew around. She ducked as a bit of shrapnel passed over her. However, her men and the soldiers weren’t so lucky as rounds, metal, and wood ripped through the sailors. Even her captain took a piece of wood to the arm, though he was alive from the impact. ** After a few minutes, the vessel broke off its attack and took off for the fog as Wakeful fired her main guns, though she missed the target. “Is the bastard gone?” a cry came as groans were heard all around. The warship doubted it and her suspicions were right as she heard a torpedo being fired. “Hard to port!” she cried as her helmsman tried his best to avoid the deadly payload steaming toward them. As the torpedo whizzed by, the destroyer took a deep breath, but then was rocked by an explosion that threw some of her men in the sea and started a giant fire on her deck. Wakeful picked herself up and looked toward the sea as she saw the torpedo boat steaming toward her, having delivered one torpedo to its target. Now that the destroyer was disabled, it was on its way to finish the job. In a weary fit, the warship directed her main guns to fire again at the assailant, but it was to no avail as the remaining soldiers and the last of her sailors, the captain included, were gunned down around her. As the triumphant enemy moved alongside its stricken opponent to finish her off, tears began to fall from Wakeful’s face and she fell to her knees as her greatest fear was coming true. “I-I don’t want t-to go,” she sobbed as the cannons hit her ammunition storage, resulting in a big explosion that finished off the destroyer in a blazing ball of fire.
  2. Ruhm und Ehre . Eine Geschichte von einem Kapitän und ihrer Belle. (Glory and Honor. A story of a Captain and her Belle) ***** Author’s Notes ***** While trying to capture the feeling for this time piece I still feel the need to state a few things. First, I will not be using the actual statement made during salutes nor will I be directly mentioning the symbol on the flags. Also, because some people are dumb, I am not nor will I ever be a Nazi Sympathizer. The reason the story is from this side is because the Belles and Engineering interest me and I want to see what I can do to write from this point of view. This is clearly a work of fiction. *************************** Kapitel 1: Für Land und Ehre . (Chapter 1: For Country and Honor.) It was September 10th 1939 in the port of Hamburg. The weather was pleasant with a cool breeze blowing in from the water and the sun was just peeking out from behind the morning cloud cover when Captain Nel Celestine of the Kriegsmarine arose. Her pressed uniform was checked for sharpness. Each button polished to a shine. Her boots buffed and primed. Every inch of her uniform screamed perfection as she put it on. Making sure each fold, each crease each line was in perfect order before exiting her officer quarters and headed towards the dock. It was unusual for women to serve on the front lines, let alone hold rank, but Nel had distinguished herself and had impressed even Karl Dönitz. Seeing her potential, she was fast tracked within the Kriegsmarine and had even proudly met with the Führer once (albeit more in passing then in any detail). With such distinction she thought that she could be a proud face for members of the Kriegsmarine. Sadly, this was not to be the case. Most sailors were still the superstitious lot. To make matters worse, invasion of Poland had brought about war with the French and British. After already retaking the Rhineland and welcoming the Czechs back into the Reich the thought of all out war hung heavy in the air and was thick with tension. Then, there was the matter of the League of Nations, the Morganas, and these Belles as they called themselves. There was even one on the ship she had been assigned. Today's briefing was to discuss her assignment and dispatchment to the League and the Belle Scharnhorst whom had apparently chosen her. Passing through several layers of security clearance, she noted names and faces of every officer not in proper and well maintained uniform. She would have no backtalk over this. To have a poor uniform was poor discipline and was unacceptable within the glory of the Reich. Making at least two proper conducts to less than perfect officers she entered the final hallway and entered the briefing room. She gave a proper salute to her admiral before removing her hat and taking a seat. "Captain, as you are aware the Morgana threat is of the utmost importance if we are to obtain German superiority at sea. While other countries, including Britain, will be hampered by greatly by their threat to supply lines if they remain unchecked it could prove disastrous for us in the future.” Stepping over to a map of the Atlantic ocean with several pins making locations could be seen. “Here are several of the attacks that we are currently aware of. As you can see, the sheer number of sunk ships is intense, thorough, and complete. Survivor counts were near zero. That is until they showed up.” Nel spoke in question “The Belles sir?” The Admiral nodded and continued his explanation. “Shortly after ‘they’ arrived British and French naval forces had a drastic drop in casualties. This means these ‘Belles’ as they call themselves are key and important weapons. While part of this unofficial League task group, you will have three roles and you are to memorize these. No documents, no trails. Understood captain? If you can not handle this task the Führer will find someone who can.” Nel took no time to answer. She saluted sharp and proudly and proclaimed she would fulfill her duty to the fatherland. She had grown up with others idolizing the military and leadership. Her father had served during the Great War and she saw first hand how the defeat served to crush his spirit only to have it reborn anew under this new order. His passion was her inspiration and as her family’s sole child she felt it her duty to uphold military legacy of their home. Returning her salute, the admiral continued his briefing. “First, you are to represent German superiority within the League. With Belles supplied under German engineering you should be second to none. You must prove this to the world.” Pointing to the map he continued. “Second, you are to collect information on allied fleet movements, convoys and any other tactical information. Regardless of your roll in the League, your duty comes to your people before other nations.” Stepping across the room to stand before her, speaking quietly. “Third, you are to acquire the support of every Belle you can. Learn their thought processes, tactical weaknesses and so on. We can not allow the enemies of Germany to have any advantage. It is our right as the strongest people to have control over not only the best Belles, but all of them. Is that clear Captain?” Nel nodded and saluted sharply again. “Yes Sir!” The admiral nodded and returned her salute. “You leave at fourteen hundred hours tomorrow aboard the Scharnhorst. Your crew has been assigned and will await your inspection in the morning. I suggest you make use of your time Captain. The world is progressing forward and we are all about to be caught in history’s flow.”
  3. Extra Credits is a Youtube channel that usually talks about videogame design and many other related topics. However, it has a sub-channel that is supported by its fans via Patreon and other means. They've released the first of a video series about the hunt for Bismarck. I find it funny that an adversary is sponsoring this episode, though. Nonetheless, i'll chain all the episodes unto the opening thread so everyone can enjoy it, or have a quick link to them. Oh, and i should mention that the animation style is part of their style. Enjoy, Bismarck fans!!! (P.S.: if there is a way to decrease the size of the video screen, please tell me so via PM so i can lower its size to a more fitting one) Episode 1: Episode 2: Episode 3: Episode 4:
  4. First off, Greetings folks, I am new, Creeped on the forums for a few days then decided to post a few questions I had seeing as how for the most part the members that frequent this forum are mature and knowledgeable. Secondly, I know some people will get, triggered, with particular topics. I apologies ahead of time if you disagree with me or do not feel the same way. Victory Belles look fantastic and I can say for certain that I will lose countless hours in it. However If Kancolle did announce an English release, (or a western/global launch in general.) How do YOU think that would effect the support for this game? There are things that Kancolle has that this one currently from what is public knowledge dos not have. Such as "Loli" characters, Larger Selection of characters, and a "Moe" art style some people would prefer over the "Realistic" animated art style Victory Belles currently has. Another concern I have is that kick starter exclusive content will exist in game. For instance are there any Belles offered in the kick starter that can NOT be acquired in game? (Outfits do not count.) Because in my opinion part of the crowd that would be attracted to this game would be completionists,collectors, and achievement hunters. Part of that is getting ALL the things, Belles, outfits, weapons, etc. I am among them. Seeing as how I found this project recently I have no way to secure these items, and for everyone else that would feel this way as well. In my opinion, most things offered now a days in kick starters to some extent make players coming into the game/community/project later down the line feel left out, never able to ketch em all, or complete the collection. Something I hope that Victory belles dos differently is the combat. Id like to see a little more animation from the characters. No need to go overboard, but something more, something better then Kancolle. One thing I will say is if they do a good job on the story/campaign They will have a leg up on Kancolle. Thanks for reading folks, Have a good one!