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Zone 1 | Ev1-1 • Ev1-2 • Ev1-3 • Ev1-4 • Ev1-5 |
Zone 2 | Ev2-1 • Ev2-2 • Ev2-3 • Ev2-4 • Ev2-5 • Ev2-6 • Ev2-7 |
Zone 1 | Ev3-1 • Ev3-2 • Ev3-3 • Ev3-4 • Ev3-5 |
Translated by Khosen
- Ev3-2 - The Rise of the Planet of Corns
Daika:
- Oh, Colonel. What's wrong? You have a scary look on your face.
Night Angel:
- Daika, what a pleasant coincidence. Do you have a minute to talk?
Daika:
- I was on my way to brief the Commander...
Night Angel:
- We can do this while you walk over. It won't be long.
- I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it. What do you think about the code of conduct we have for our troop?
Daika:
- Code of conduct? Hmm...that's something challenging to comment on the spot.
- Due to the unique nature of Orca, I don't really have an opinion.
Night Angel:
- I agree. Just look at the Cannoniers. Despite being soldiers like us, their code of conduct is absurd.
- But shouldn't we Doom Bringers formally have a code of conduct we all agree upon and not cross some lines?
Daika:
- I'm not sure, Doom Bringer bylaws, huh~ but all other troops are pretty free in that regard. And compared to before, there's increased communication with other members who belong to different groups.
- I don't know how to approach this issue...having such bylaws may actually backfire and demoralize everyone.
Night Angel:
- You...have a point, yeah, you do. But still, since we're an organization that engages in battle with General May as a core of our firepower, I think it's essential to grow a sense of unity amongst ourselves.
Daika:
- Of course, but it's not like our loyalty towards General May's at question, though, no?
Night Angel:
- No, but hear me out. After learning about recent cases of immoral acts, I can't just ignore how some actions of our members have a chance of tainting the name of our General...
- ...Daika, what did I just see?
Daika:
- Sorry? See what?
Night Angel:
- The thing I just saw under your clothes. Would you mind if I checked what it was?
Daika:
- Oh my, *chuckles,* what do you mean? Did you see something?
Night Angel:
- Yes. Something very unique and mysterious lacey fabric. A fabric that is the direct opposite of what you're wearing right now.
Daika:
- That can't be true. Maybe you mistaken it for something else?
Night Angel:
- Are you questioning the eyesight of a strategic bomber? That is insulting. Now, I really can't let this slip my attention. I must know.
- Take off your clothes.
Daika:
- Where are your manners? ... There're lines where we do not cross no matter how close we are, no?
Night Angel:
- Speaking of crossing lines, aren't you crossing a line with briefing the Commander at this late hour? And to borrow your words, aren't there lines where we do not cross no matter how close we are, no?
Daika:
- Well, Uhm, it's urgent.
Night Angel:
- Oh~ so while you were urgently on your way to inform the Commander of something, you found the time to make conversation with me?
Daika:
- ...*Chuckles,* shit happens.
Night Angel:
- Don't you dare think about getting away with this with your smile and take them off. No, I'm not asking. Take your clothes off right now.
Daika:
- ...
Night Angel:
- Oh, so that's how you decided to dress up as you were on your way to brief the Commander at this late hour?
- And where's the urgent report you talked about? In between your breasts?
- Between!
- Your!
- Tits!?
Daika:
- ...Stop staring at them...
Night Angel:
- You're right. Since our ranks are the same, I don't have the authority to have some disciplinary action against you.
- But you did make a clear ass point. About how you think about the code of conduct of our troops!
Daika:
- ...Hey, do you mind if you let me go? I don't think it's polite to keep the Commander keep waiting...
Night Angel:
- Yes, why don't you go for multiple rounds while you're with him!? I really need to find a way to cool my temper!
Daika:
- *Chuckles,* well, if you'll excuse me then.
Night Angel:
- Urgh, gosh! Does no one around here have any shame!?
- Is this what has become of Doom Bringers? The ones who were looked up in awe as wings of destruction? Am I the only one putting the General's interest over mine?
- This is why you never trust who has nothing but fat under their tits! Just look at them, a balloon full of sexual lust!?
- But then what's that kid doing with a size that's twice as big as others on her chest! I'm about to get cancer from watching her unable to make a move! Just when will she learn to use her weapons of mass destruction to her advantage!
- '...Wait, is that, Djinnia?'
Djinnia:
- ...
Night Angel:
- 'Dinner time is long past, yet she's still eating some corn...'
- 'Wait...not eating it? Why is she just staring at it with a sigh?'
- 'She's blushing, and her eyes are watery, it's as if she's like...'
Djinnia:
- ...Sigh...
Night Angel:
- Dj~i~nniaaaaaaaaa!!
Djinnia:
- Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeeeeeees!?
Night Angel:
- You, spit out what was on your mind!? Corn's your favourite food, and you're not eating it but staring with a lustful look! Just what did you think as you saw that corn!?
Djinnia:
- I,I,I,I,I,I wasn't thinking...s, stop Colonel! You're pulling the wrong plaaaaaaace!
Night Angel:
- Even you!? Did you also sleep with the Commander!? And even if, how can you look at that corn and think of him!? Just what's on your mind? Are you going to say that corn looks precisely like his now!?
Djinnia:
- S, stoooooop! Others are watching...
Brownie 2033:
- (Whispers) T, the Commander's the size of corn!?
Brownie 2074:
- (Whispers) No way that's true. I mean, that's way too long and thick...
Brownie 2049:
- (Whispers) But have you seen it in person? Can you definitively say it's not true?
Brownie 2033:
- (Whispers) I have on our secret hub...but with the angle and the camera's distance, I can't say with confidence...
Brownie 2049:
- (Whispers) And he has enough firepower to go toe to toe with Brigadier General Arsenal? I'm sure the calibre of his gun's massive.
Brownie 2074:
- (Whispers) No fu**ing way...seriously, corn? His is that rugged? Just imagining what it'd be like is about to make me lose my mind...
Brownie 2033:
- (Whispers) It's time to ask 2056 about this! A well-informed person like her will verify the facts!
Banshee:
- And no one imagined how a kindle of misunderstanding would begin a massive wildfire at this time...
Wraith:
- ...Who are you talking to?