In this setting, all AFV are alive and have different personalities from each other...

In this setting, all AFV are alive and have different personalities from each other. Tanks from the same family have a similar personality (Leopards, Abrahams and so on), and vehicles with different roles have a different spirit as well.
How's your favourite tank here, Veeky Forums?

>T-90 and her mad, staring eyes

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Aside from
>Hello, time to go!
and
>Fuck hedges
I have no clue what the personality quirks of a Sherman would even be.

I would say a Sherman sounds like a doer. It doesn't always succeed but always tries its best, and it's a good bro all around.

>Shoebill of tonks

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Insomniac, hyper aggressive Russian nationalist, perpetually demanding proof, all problems are solved using maximum violence, extremely focused and dedicated, but questionably competent.

THICC

>That kinda stumpy guy who doesn't take shit from nobody
>real protective of his friends
>A bit weedier than he probably likes to admit
>would get in over his head a lot if he didn't have a penchant for bringing backup
>surprisingly quick on his feet

I like it.

>Chally family
Kind of lazy and smug, never does much in peacetime other than sit around drinking tea. Until it's time to actually fight, then the she's highly competent.
Getting a bit heavy these days, but can take a punch with the best of them. Odd fondness for blowing up buildings.

All that stuff covering it reminds me, appropriately, of an old English grandma's house covered in moquette and doilies

> S-sempai! Can we go kill nazis today?
> When do I get a bigger gun?
> I get lonely unless I have other Shermans to cuddle with!
> Seriously, upgrade this fucking peashooter already.
> I know I have lots of sisters, but that doesn't mean I can't be quirky and unique!

Chieftain tank:
> Unreliable engine translates into laziness
> Thicc and curvy due to pre-chobham armour
> Lots of smoke = messy and untidy
> Lots of noise = talks a lot.
> Drinks tea like water
> Lots of different outfits

Abrams:
> Straight lines and angles rather than curves
> LOVES to toast marshmallows on her exhaust
> Biig american titties
> Quiet engine = sneaky. Loves to creep up behind other tanks.
> Steals food, tends to push smaller, weaker tanks off their oil supply and hoard it
> High-maintenance bitch, but not as much as Chieftain-tan needing half a dozen mechanics just to wake her from a nap.

Merkava:
> Fat.
> Lots of weight up front
> Lots of junk in the trunk
> Loves to cook
> Hates muslims
> Packs heavily to go anywhere
> The ground under her treads quakes at her passing, but she's sensitive about her weight.
> Lovely personality, but an unhealthy obsession with machineguns and mortars

Warrior IFV:
> Pathologically afraid of Apache-kun and Warthog-san.
> Talks fast, moves fast.
> Doesn't hit as hard as Bradley-tan because she doesn't believe in missiles, but is eventually brought around to the idea.
> Lots of friends.

Well, she does have inbuilt water-boiling facilities, so maybe she settles down somewhere and insists that everyone has some tea and cakes.

Would the wheraboo tanks all be stuck up ducks tgat where cool in highschool but are alcoholics now?

> Seriously, upgrade this fucking peashooter already.
Happy birthday, sherman-chan.

Dicks*

>Quiet engine
I thought Abrams was the loud one, with that jet?
She fast though.

Why does Merk love to cook? Just because she's a fat jewess? (who's actually somewhat related to Cheiftain)

Chieftain got Chobham later in life too, and like both Challys was actually pretty decent when she got going. Also very at home in the desert. (I'm guessing Matilda must have been an ancestor)

All tanks are loud. Abrams is also quiet for a tank.

So the trick is to hear the Abrams over all the noise your own tank is making. Not easy.

>Why does Merk like to cook
The Merkava has provision to take aboard and carry infantry through the rear hatch. She's hospitable and enjoys company.

Yaaaay~ Thank youuuu~
> *fires rockets excitedly whenever someone mentions nazis*

The abrams' gas turbine engine is WAY quieter than a big rumbling diesel, for about the same fuel consumption. Also naturally multi-fuel instead of the hackjob the Chieftain's original engine was.
The downside was being conspicuous as fuck due to the red-hot exhaust gases, the tendency to melt snow and ice the tank is parked on or under, and the LACK OF HOT WATER.
She also packs way too light until someone teaches her to bring more bags.

>Why does Merk love to cook? Just because she's a fat jewess?
Jewish women love to cook. It's a stereotype. See Nigella Lawson for why.
Also this.

MLRS-tan is very badly dressed, with multiple layers of clothing she just can't bear to throw away. She also prefers to throw missiles from long range, and distribute the pain far and wide.
She's fairly skinny under all those layers, but that doesn't stop her pointing at grid squares, exclaiming 'FUCK ALL OF YOUUUU' and then dropping hot explosive death on everyone there.

Fair points.
Lawson's only ethnically though, her family is non-practicing and she's an atheist. Not that it matters for tanks

Speaking of big girls, Char C2 is just huge, very long and tall.
She looks and talks good for the crowds, anyone's crowds, and her gun's not terrible, but she's really kind of useless. Has a lot of men inside her all at once.

Jeep-chan:
> Enthusiastic, cheerful, and outgoing.
> A little unstable, often going off on wild ideas without notice
> Smol and cute, and likes gallivanting across fields.
> She'll happily carry all of your things, if you don't mind them (and you) being dumped on the ground when she goes off on an idea.

Hind-tan
> Slow on the uptake
> Fat russian girl, loves her vodka, drinks like a fish
> Carries heavy weights, loves to go fast, loves to rain death on brown people and muslims
> Kind of racist, if we're being honest. Also a staunch communist, remembering the 'good old days in the old country' before she was sold to some third-world tinpot state and upgraded by jews with overseas aid money to fight filthy fake communists.
> As long as she gets to blow up brown people, she's fine.
> Likes three men at once rather than the usual two, with extra guns.
> Tends to strip down to the bare essentials to carry more guns and move faster.

Big tanks are big. Also, for some fucking unknown reason, I can't seem to upload this picture the right way round - this tank is so un-photogenic that it defies attempts to be uploaded the right way round.

Hummvee-tan
> Fat, thirsty, and fragile
> Doesn't like mud and dirt much
> Especially doesn't like wearing lots of layers to ward off mines
> Tries to keep up with the tanks, but really can't.

M113-tan
> Fondly remembered by many, but not much liked by them
> A workhorse; thicc, strong, and sturdy. Even if she's a little boxy.
> Surprisingly light, and loves to travel
> Loves to accompany all her friends in the infantry into battle, and will happily tote around guns for them.
> Lots and lots of sisters and cousins.

Her cousin, Black Prince-tan, was running right up until recently. She refused to go on stage for her final performance, however, and hasn't left her room willingly since.

I'd imagine Bren Carrier and Jeep are best friends, and get into all sorts of shenanigans together.

Then there's Namer, who manages to be Mervkava's fat little sister - only a very little bit lighter than her despite being an APC (though she's trying out some cannons, most of the time it's just machineguns and mortar). Shares almost all her sister's traits, is very caring.

Universal Carrier-tan (to use her proper name), has had many great adventures with Jeep-chan and their buddies in the infantry. Bouncing over hill and dale, dragging guns and kit everywhere, and taking their infantry buddies to kill nazis everywhere.

Kubelwagen-tan is a staunch nationalist. She hates jews, hates sand, and loves to party. She secretly feels inadequate over only being RWD instead of 4WD, but does her best to do all the things her sworn enemies can despite that.
Her ambition is one day to kill all the filrhy jewish communists in america, and retire to be a family car.

Nagmachon-tan is the ugly sister of the bunch. She's tall enough to get a good view, but the degenerates love shooting RPGs at her.

The tall weird girl in the family that isn't married at 40 years old

Terminator-tan?

BMPT-tan loves her some dakka.
She's an older lady and her tricks are kind of old, but she maintains that everything still works.
She has fun keeping up with the younger girls, spraying the rooftops and streets with bullets and missiles.
She takes care of the girls she's partnered with, along with her sisters. In urban areas, her sisters shepherd the tanks through the streets, keeping them safe and shielded.

Ah, yeah, Nagamachon is tall and funny looking (not to mention the belly armour, but then she is Israeli).

The third APC sister, Nakpadon, is a flirty girl who loves to show off her skirts, and has the biggest machine gun obsession of the lot (4!) - she's also the lightest, though that's not saying a lot

Both those sisters though are part of Centurion-tan's extended family of many (many many) half-sisters and cousins ... Centurion-tan was extremely popular, has been around the block, and got around a lot but the family is extremely hard working - as a battle tank she's still around in South Africa (though she's had a lot of work done). Not always a happy family though, there have been battles with various Centurion sisters on both sides.

Also she aesthetic as fuck.

I'll make Papa proud.

Are these Israeli APCs really APCs from a doctrine perspective? Given all the dakka and heavy armour it seems like they're supposed to hang around and support the infantry, rather than be battle taxis?

She sounds good, too. Fairly quiet engine, lots of track noise.
Not quite as good as Chieftain-tan, with the roaring engine and clouds of smoke, though.

Stradisvagn-tan is a cute swedish blonde. Small, flat-chested, with unusual looks and thick glasses, but she can lie undetected in the snow and snipe with precision.
A cousin of Centurion-tan and Chieftain-tan, and conceived in the same rolling hills.

It's the other meaning of APC; Armoured People Crusher.

Viking-tan is another swedish blonde, but thrives in the snow and the cold. She's taken surprisingly well to the desert, ignoring the mined roads in favour of the sand itself. She just chugs along merrily, despite looking slightly awkward, dancing over the old Soviet mines her heavier sisters fear to tread on.

In the strict American-style sense of a battle-taxi, probably not, but unless Namer is playing with missiles or the 30mm cannon then they're not using big enough weapons to be proper IFVs.

That said, they are all used to stick around and support the infantry, and they're designed around a lot of counter-insurgency ideas (it's why they're all built from tanks, and why Naga has the big tower), and not having to go anywhere - unlike, say, the US there's not much concern about portability or even range particularly.

Tatra-tan is strong, loyal, and dependable. While she's getting on a bit, she's your typical eastern european lady; not exactly pretty, but she has a rugged charm to her. And, frankly, she's the kind of girl you marry not for her looks, but because she can drag a cow through six feet of snow to see the vet.
She keeps going, through any terrain, over any surface she won't sink into. And even then, in the thick mud of the Rasputitsa, she'll try and churn her way through it with wheelspin and whatever traction she can scrape from it.

Grach-tan is a solid, dependable type of girl. While not as durable or heavily armed as her rival, she's not built for the same usage. She likes to get in fast, do her business, and then GTFO as soon as she can before anyone returns fire. She'll glomp you out of the blue, trip you up, and be gone just as quickly, trailing her laugh. Due to her namesake, she tends to dress in gothic fashion when off-duty.

Warthog-tan (Or Thunderbolt II-tan to use her formal name) is an ugly bitch. She hangs around spitting out streams of abuse at people, and is REALLY bad with remembering faces. When she takes to the air, vehicles flee in fear from both sides lest they be mistaken for BMP-tan.
She's able to take and deal a LOT of punishment. She once tore her own arm off and ate it for a bet, and was still able to fly home despite the blood loss.

Ms. Locust was a fast and angry little woman growing up, always getting in over her head in fights. But she's settled down recently, taking to the peaceful life of farmwork. She still fondly remembers gliding into action with her adoptive mother, Hamicar.

He's a very athletic, healthy kinda guy, but doesn't disdain a nice German beer, some French wine or a nice plate of pasta. Loves to travel around the world too, an international guy

>size of tanks is relative to the penis of their owners

THAT'S A LIE

Getting off topic mate. AFVs mean Armored Fighting Vehicles, not Air Force Vehicles.

Oh, ok ;_;
*flies away sadly*

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