Trigger in Azur lane.

Prologue

>AWACS Lunchcaster<
"Strider Squadron, tally 4 unknown, BRA 069 at Angels 30 for 70, hot. Get visual, we don't know what we are dealing with here, and hurry up, I want a sandwich. I ate all the ones we had already."

>Nickleback<
"Damnit, I thought we were done here. My bird can't take much more, that drone did a number on me. Hell, I'm surprised I made it out of the elevator. I can't catch a break."
>mute<
*full afterburner towards enemy with no regards about his WSOs safety*
Jester:*panik*
*cue jester not knowing how to work the AIM 54 due to his brain damage from smacking the canopy*
Anyways, back to our regularly scheduled program.
>Nickleback<
"Damnit Trigger, why are you always rushing Into everything? One of these days you're gonna run into something as stubborn as you are."
>Jester<
*still unable to get a lock with the phoenix, fucken nerd*
Suddenly, pinap- shit, wrong script.
TAKE TWO
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Suddenly, the unknown aircraft get radar lock on the stealthy boi. Our resident psychopathic, bloodless mute immediately notches, and watches for smoke, indicating a SPAAMRAM in the air. What he gets instead is what looks to be shattered glass in front of him, with no way to react in time. That is, if he wasn't superhuman. Unfortunately for Jester, he was subjected to 12 G's as his absolute chad of a pilot did a half kulbit and sent the Rap-cat rocketing in the other direction.
<Nickleback>
*Bro is flabbergasted, but at least he doesn't have to deal with murderous glass*
Unfortunately, trigger is unable to break the lock, and get nailed by a fox 3. Thankfully, he has plot armor, and was able to take the hit without much damage. However, as the missile hit Trigger's plane, the world around them seemed to warp and twist. The sky turned a bright shade of blue, and the clouds looked different somehow. The instruments on the plane went haywire, and the two men felt a strange sensation, like they were being pulled in a different direction.

Before they knew it, they were hurtling through a glowing portal, and everything went black.

When <mute>and Jester finally came to, they were disoriented and confused. The cockpit of their NATF22 was now filled with strange lights and sounds. The view outside was even more bizarre - the sky was clear, there was no space elevator jutting into the open air, and the ocean below was a deep shade of blue.

Trigger and Jester had no idea where they were, or how they were going to get back. All they knew was that they were in for the fight of their lives.

And with that, the two pilots began to explore this strange new world, determined to find their way back home - or die trying.

A.N: I gave up on memeing on jester, I can only bully the poor dude so much. Also, just got broken up with a week ago so I decided to atop being lazy and do this, after this posts I will be working on an essay due at 1pm tomorrow. Yay. Anyways, enjoy