Burial in the Snow (WWII Horror RP, OOC, Sign-Up, Open)

[Rynagria]

December 31, 1944
Somewhere in the Ardennes Forest
Snowing,-4°F

There's something out there, watching us, something that's not human. I can feel its eyes staring into me for the past nine days, ever since our whole platoon got separated from our company......... We started off with forty-five men, now there's only six of us left, several soldiers disappearing every night.

No screams, no gunshots, no trace of the men that disappeared, nothing. Whatever this thing is, it's not taking any sides either, since earlier we ran into a squad of Krauts, what's left of it at least. I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I'll be damned if it'll stop me from getting back.

2nd Lt. Brandon Crowley

101st Airborne

It has been two days since then, now there are several German Soldiers and villagers from an empty village we passed by have decided to join forces, having been through the same thing. But, as the groups number increases, so does the desperation. Less food and water to go around, ammunition has been dwindling due to previous encounters with it. We need supplies fast, so scavenging is necessary for our survival. Despite all of the bad news, we've only had light amounts of casualties, but that's as good as any news will get.

In this RP, you will be playing as either American Paratroopers, Wermacht Soldiers, or villagers that knows of the it working together to survive what's been hunting them down in the woods of the Ardennes. Low on food and supplied, and the ammunition fleeting, it will be a do or die situation. But there are dangers one must watch out for, will the soldier be prepared, or will it be the end for them?

Co-OP is Corenea, so whatever he says goes, unless I say otherwise.

Here is the IC.

Rules:
1. No Godmodding or Metagaming. Characters aren't invincible and they will die, after all this a horror RP, and you can't kill the "it".
2. You cannot have unlimited ammunition, take note that everyone will start low ammunition.
3. No one-liners, please. At least three sentences per post.
4. Swearing and use of derogatory terms in the IC is fine, keep it there.
5. Go over arguments with TGs, don't pepper the OOC with them.
6. Despite being a Horror RP, try to be realistic, we're not super soldiers.
7. One character per RPer.
8. Break any of the rules three times, I kill of your character.
9. Enjoy yourself.

Code: Select all

[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Equipment:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]History (Must at least be four sentences long):[/b]
[b]RP Sample:[/b]

My App:

Name: Brandon Crowley
Appearance:


Age: 34 years old
Gender: Male
Rank: Second Lieutenant
Equipment:

• M1A1 Carbine- A single magazine loaded
• Colt M1911A1- Loaded with four rounds, two extra magazines
• Map
• Compass
• Canteen of water- half-empty
• A single can of rations
• Spoon

Personality: A veteran from D-Day, he is toughened up to see the horrors of war, so he will not be easily disturbed. He cares for his men deeply, willing to sacrifice himself for them. He sees himself as doing his job, bearing no ill thought against the German people.
History (Must at least be three sentences long): Enlisted in 101st since it's creation, he was found to be a capable leader, quickly becoming a Sergeant before they were deployed in D-Day. On D-Day, he was one of the few soldiers that survived their Glider crashing, having been shot down by Anti-Aircrafts guns. When this company regrouped to their objective, he found that his platoon's leader was killed during the drop. By 1944, he was promoted to a lieutenant.
RP Sample: OP, don't have to that.

[Corenea]

Name: David Spiegel
Appearance:

Basically Joseph Liebgott from Band of Brothers
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Rank: Corporal
Equipment:
- M1 Thompson Sub Machine Gun with two full and one half empty 30 round magazines
- Half-empty canteen of water
- A single can of rations
- Spoon
- Rusty knife
Personality: Has a general hatred towards Nazis and was at first unwilling to work with German soldiers despite being of German heritage (well to be fair, he is ethnically Jewish), also serious and quick-tempered.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): David Spiegel was born to a German immigrant family in Texas. While ethnically Jewish, his family converted to Lutherism and raised David as a Lutheran. David later enlisted in the 101st Airborne Division when the United States entered World War 2. Taking part in D-Day and numerous operations, David Spiegel risen to the rank of Corporal with thanks to his trusty Tommy gun.
RP Sample: You know me

So here are the current characters

U.S 101st Airborne
2nd Lieutenant Brandon Crowley (Rynagria)
Corporal David Spiegel (Corenea)
Private First Class Nelson Smith (Galter Gulcher)
Private Isaiah "Rooney" Isaacsen (St Azpilicueta)
Private First Class Jack Ridgeway (Rostogovia)
Corporal Jason Mcdonald (Estenia)

German Wehrmacht
SS-Unterscharführer Dietrich Kroener (Nachfolgia)
Gefreiter Steffen Wessely (Saestea)
Feldwebel Hjarl Jonasson (Jordslag)
Unterfeldwebel Klaus Schweitzer (Imperial City-States)
Sergeant Thomas Corbitt/Obergefreiter Albert Steiner (Novia Soviet Socialsit Republic)
Oberleutnant Hans Waldmann (Fascist Republic of Bermuda)
Obergefreiter Dieter Krauss (San Mazer)
Soldat Nicholas Saltsgaver (Kratu)
Soldat Daniel Ebersbach (Kolmya)

Villagers
Lisa Fran (Qeno)

[Rynagria]

Name: David Spiegel
Appearance:

(Image)

Basically Joseph Liebgott from Band of Brothers
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Rank: Corporal
Equipment:
- M1 Thompson Sub Machine Gun with two full and one half empty 20 round magazines
- Half-empty canteen of water
- A single can of rations
- Spoon
- Rusty knife
Personality: Has a general hatred towards Nazis and was at first unwilling to work with German soldiers despite being of German heritage (well to be fair, he is ethnically Jewish), also serious and quick-tempered.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): David Spiegel was born to a German immigrant family in Texas. While ethnically Jewish, his family converted to Lutherism and raised David as a Lutheran. David later enlisted in the 101st Airborne Division when the United States entered World War 2. Taking part in D-Day and numerous operations, David Spiegel risen to the rank of Corporal with thanks to his trusty Tommy gun.
RP Sample: You know me

Mi Co-OP, accepted.

Also, why not have 30-round magazines?

[Corenea]

Name: David Spiegel
Appearance:

(Image)

Basically Joseph Liebgott from Band of Brothers
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Rank: Corporal
Equipment:
- M1 Thompson Sub Machine Gun with two full and one half empty 20 round magazines
- Half-empty canteen of water
- A single can of rations
- Spoon
- Rusty knife
Personality: Has a general hatred towards Nazis and was at first unwilling to work with German soldiers despite being of German heritage (well to be fair, he is ethnically Jewish), also serious and quick-tempered.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): David Spiegel was born to a German immigrant family in Texas. While ethnically Jewish, his family converted to Lutherism and raised David as a Lutheran. David later enlisted in the 101st Airborne Division when the United States entered World War 2. Taking part in D-Day and numerous operations, David Spiegel risen to the rank of Corporal with thanks to his trusty Tommy gun.
RP Sample: You know me

Mi Co-OP, accepted.

Also, why not have 30-round magazines?

20 round magazine is more widely used, I'll probably edit to include a 30 round

[Rynagria]

Mi Co-OP, accepted.

Also, why not have 30-round magazines?

20 round magazine is more widely used, I'll probably edit to include a 30 round

It was when it was the only stick magazine available to the Thompson, but it quickly became more used once the war neared its end.

[Corenea]

20 round magazine is more widely used, I'll probably edit to include a 30 round

It was when it was the only stick magazine available to the Thompson, but it quickly became more used once the war neared its end.

Well I edited my app to change the 20 round to 30

[Rynagria]

It was when it was the only stick magazine available to the Thompson, but it quickly became more used once the war neared its end.

Well I edited my app to change the 20 round to 30

It's good.

I was suggesting, you didn't need to.

[Galter Gulcher]

Name: Nelson Smith
Appearance:

Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Private First Class
Equipment:
Full canteen of Water. (THERE SURROUNDED BY SNOW.Melt it and then Boil it and you got water.)
M1 Garand, 6 Rounds
Can of Rations
Spoon
Zippo Lighter
Compass
Baseball personally signed by Babe Ruth himself (Its kinda a luck thing), along with a rabbit foot.

Personality:
He's a kid, simple as that. Having only been through a single firefight, and at that it was pretty light and static of a firefight so he never quite came to terms with the horrors of war. He is very naive about mostly anything, to the extent that he buys into most any myth or tale.

History (Must at least be four sentences long):
Born in Long Island in 1925 to a WW1 veteran and mother both of German heritage,and learned a few basic phrases and sentences in German from his Grand parents. He grew up the life of a typical American kid. When he was 9, he got the Sultan of Swat himself to sign a baseball, and still holds onto it this day as a good luck object. In 1943 when he turned 18 he joined the Army Paratroopers, and was shipped out to Europe and served as a replacement in the 101st Airborne, being put under Lt. Brandon Crowleys command not long before the Platoon got separated. Then this happened and It has started It's rampage.

RP Sample:
It was late at night, a light snow was coming down and it was late at night, perhaps early in the morning. Nelson awoke with the urge to piss. But to do that he would have to walk away from the cluster of fellow survivors, just to take a piss. But he knew too well, that would mean certain death. He spent more time trying to think of some wise plan on what to do then he would have actually doing the act. Finally he came up with the courage to walk out to take a piss, but had trouble finally bringing himself to it. He spotted a Kraut who was obviously awake over in the next foxhole, looking around, and so he mustered up the courage to reach out to the man, whom at one time would have been his enemy,

"Hey, Deutsch, gehe ich piss, Sie kommen?" he whispered out, the German gave a look of utter disgust before realizing what the man was asking in butchered German.
"Okay, amerikanischen, muss ich ebenfalls."

And so they went out, a few yards away from camp to a small patch of trees with there rifles in there arms. Taking turns keeping watch and doing there business, they stood at each others backs practically, a strange agreement for two men whose nations were at war. But then again, the war between there countries seemed like nothing compared to the war..... with it.

[Rynagria]

Name: Nelson Smith
Appearance:

(Image)

Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Private First Class
Equipment:
Full canteen of Water. (THERE SURROUNDED BY SNOW.Melt it and then Boil it and you got water.)
M1 Garand, 6 Rounds
Can of Rations
Spoon
Zippo Lighter
Compass
Baseball personally signed by Babe Ruth himself (Its kinda a luck thing), along with a rabbit foot.

Personality:
He's a kid, simple as that. Having only been through a single firefight, and at that it was pretty light and static of a firefight so he never quite came to terms with the horrors of war. He is very naive about mostly anything, to the extent that he buys into most any myth or tale.

History (Must at least be four sentences long):
Born in Long Island in 1925 to a WW1 veteran and mother both of German heritage,and learned a few basic phrases and sentences in German from his Grand parents. He grew up the life of a typical American kid. When he was 9, he got the Sultan of Swat himself to sign a baseball, and still holds onto it this day as a good luck object. In 1943 when he turned 18 he joined the Army Paratroopers, and was shipped out to Europe and served as a replacement in the 101st Airborne, being put under Lt. Brandon Crowleys command not long before the Platoon got separated. Then this happened and It has started It's rampage.

RP Sample:
It was late at night, a light snow was coming down and it was late at night, perhaps early in the morning. Nelson awoke with the urge to piss. But to do that he would have to walk away from the cluster of fellow survivors, just to take a piss. But he knew too well, that would mean certain death. He spent more time trying to think of some wise plan on what to do then he would have actually doing the act. Finally he came up with the courage to walk out to take a piss, but had trouble finally bringing himself to it. He spotted a Kraut who was obviously awake over in the next foxhole, looking around, and so he mustered up the courage to reach out to the man, whom at one time would have been his enemy,

"Hey, Deutsch, gehe ich piss, Sie kommen?" he whispered out, the German gave a look of utter disgust before realizing what the man was asking in butchered German.
"Okay, amerikanischen, muss ich ebenfalls."

And so they went out, a few yards away from camp to a small patch of trees with there rifles in there arms. Taking turns keeping watch and doing there business, they stood at each others backs practically, a strange agreement for two men whose nations were at war. But then again, the war between there countries seemed like nothing compared to the war..... with it.

Accepted.

[Galter Gulcher]

So how many villagers will be with us and how many Krauts.

[Rynagria]

So how many villagers will be with us and how many Krauts.

It will depend on how many more join.

[Nachfolgia]

I will make a German post soon.

[Estenia]

Name: Jason McDonald
Appearance:

Age: 20
Gender: Male
Rank: Corporal
Equipment: M1 Garand
Half empty canteen of water
Very Few Soup
A spoon
30 bullets of ammunition
A kinfe that is rusty and full of blood

Personality: He just hates the nazis because they killed 2 of his 3 brothers in the War, he is a war machine when he gets angry, that is kinda hard, he is very intelligent and has a 2 year experience in the war.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): Born in a small village in Missisipi, Jason lived very nice, working in his father's farm, but he also went to school to learn, when he finished school, United States joined the war and and his him with his 3 brothers went to fight. Jason, was a very good fighter in the battlefield, he was picked by soem of the best squads to operate, now he is here, a survivor. He lost 2 of his brothers in Belgium and hisother brother is seriously injured. He is very fit for a fighter that fights 2 years in the war.
RP Sample: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=291336&p=19623596#p19623596

[Nachfolgia]

Name: Dietrich Kroener
Appearance:
Dietrich
Age: 26
Gender: male
Rank: SS-Unterscharführer
Equipment:
StG-44 with 2 mags (one in the gun, other in ammo pouch, canteen, 2 cans of " iron rations', can opener, spoon, half pack of cigarettes, zippo lighter, combat knife.
Personality: Dietrich is probably one of the most laid back SS soldat that you would ever meet. He's extremely calm and collected during a stressful situation which only years of combat experience could provide. That experience, however, caused him to lose his cheerful outlook on life. He's just biding his time until he get's killed in the war like so many of his brothers.
History (Must at least be four sentences long):
Dietrich was born in 1918 in Mainz, Germany to a fisherman's family. Most of his early life, Dietrich helped his father the family fishing boat as well as looking after his two younger brothers. As a child, he remembered life being rather hard for his family in the years that followed WWI. Since Mainz is located in the Rhineland, the area was occupied by the French. The French hierarchy drained their family dry for years until the French left in 1930. Getting caught up in the extreme patriotism at the time, Dietrich joined the Hitler youth. He showed great leadership and skill that when the time arrived, Dietrich joined the Waffen-SS.

When WWII started, Dietrich was sent to the eastern front and participated in the invasion of Poland. He witnessed the push into Russia, thinking that Germany was invincible. By the time the German army pushed past Moscow, Dietrich's younger brother Heinz joined his unit. Instead of focusing on combat, Dietrich focused on keeping Heinz safe. Dietrich's unit was caught up in the Battle of Stalingrad where he witness the true horrors of war. Almost every man in his unit was killed, including Heinz. Dietrich was one of the few lucky ones to escape Stalingrad and ever since then, it changed him. He was reassigned to France where he participated in many more battles, including Normandy and the Hedgerows. The more battles he witnessed, the more Dietrich lost faith in the cause. Eventually, Dietrich began going through the motions, hoping he would die in the war.
RP Sample:
Zaida Insurrection

[St Azpilicueta]

Name: Pvt Isaiah "Rooney" Isaacsen

Appearance:

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Rank: Private

Equipment:
• M1903A4 with a M73B1 2.75X Weaver telescopic sight
• 15 rounds (three clips)
• small 3" utility knife
• single can of rations
• empty canteen

Personality: Isaiah is unusually mature for his age as it was a value intakes in him at a young age working on his Parents Fishery in Grand Marais Minnesota. He tends to keep to himself when it comes to most people although he has opened up to many of the men in his Platoon revealing a seriousness and a tendency to Dark and Dry Humor and a lack of empathy for many around him although this changes based on the people he is around especially his platoon for which he cares greatly about due to his time fighting along side them.

History: Isaiah Isaacsen was born to a Rueben Isaacsen a Swedish Jew and Kira Isaacsen (née Kivi) a fourth generation Finnish-American in the small town of Grand Marais Minnesota on February 8th 1923. He was the middle child with two older brothers two younger sisters and a younger brother and like everybody in the family he work on the families fishery which sold to both American and Canadian companies prior to the Great Depression and afterwards was a source of cheap food for the people living in town.

As he grew up on a fishery he also enjoyed the outdoors usually hiking, camping, fishing, and hunting using his dads old Swedish Mauser from when he was in the Swedish Army before immigrating to America. Isaiah grew up to be a good hunter usually helping his dad hunt Deer, Moose, and Geese to help feed the family during the depression. Due to the poverty that hit the family during the depression Isaiah didn't gain a full education preferring to help the family out until 1941 when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. At first Isaiah only considered joining and still stayed at home until late 1942 when with the blessing of his father joined the military, just before heading off to basic his father have him his old Star of David Pendant which he wore as much as possible. After basic where he stood out for his marksmen ability he was stationed in England as part of the buildup to operation overlord. Isaiah's first taste of combat was during Mission Albany in which he proved his worth as a sharpshooter and a good soldier.

RP Sample: Just some simple diplomatic responses nothing huge

[Saestea]

---

[Rynagria]

Name: Jason McDonald
Appearance:

(Image)

Age: 20
Gender: Male
Rank: Corporal
Equipment: M1 Garand
Half empty canteen of water
Very Few Soup
A spoon
30 bullets of ammunition
A kinfe that is rusty and full of blood

Personality: He just hates the nazis because they killed 2 of his 3 brothers in the War, he is a war machine when he gets angry, that is kinda hard, he is very intelligent and has a 2 year experience in the war.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): Born in a small village in Missisipi, Jason lived very nice, working in his father's farm, but he also went to school to learn, when he finished school, United States joined the war and and his him with his 3 brothers went to fight. Jason, was a very good fighter in the battlefield, he was picked by soem of the best squads to operate, now he is here, a survivor. He lost 2 of his brothers in Belgium and hisother brother is seriously injured. He is very fit for a fighter that fights 2 years in the war.
RP Sample: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=291336&p=19623596#p19623596

At most, a 101st paratrooper will have months of experience during WWII, since they were used beginning 1944.......

Decision Pending.

Name: Dietrich Kroener
Appearance:
Dietrich
Age: 26
Gender: male
Rank: SS-Unterscharführer
Equipment:
StG-44 with 2 mags (one in the gun, other in ammo pouch, canteen, 2 cans of " iron rations', can opener, spoon, half pack of cigarettes, zippo lighter, combat knife.
Personality: Dietrich is probably one of the most laid back SS soldat that you would ever meet. He's extremely calm and collected during a stressful situation which only years of combat experience could provide. That experience, however, caused him to lose his cheerful outlook on life. He's just biding his time until he get's killed in the war like so many of his brothers.
History (Must at least be four sentences long):
Dietrich was born in 1918 in Mainz, Germany to a fisherman's family. Most of his early life, Dietrich helped his father the family fishing boat as well as looking after his two younger brothers. As a child, he remembered life being rather hard for his family in the years that followed WWI. Since Mainz is located in the Rhineland, the area was occupied by the French. The French hierarchy drained their family dry for years until the French left in 1930. Getting caught up in the extreme patriotism at the time, Dietrich joined the Hitler youth. He showed great leadership and skill that when the time arrived, Dietrich joined the Waffen-SS.

When WWII started, Dietrich was sent to the eastern front and participated in the invasion of Poland. He witnessed the push into Russia, thinking that Germany was invincible. By the time the German army pushed past Moscow, Dietrich's younger brother Heinz joined his unit. Instead of focusing on combat, Dietrich focused on keeping Heinz safe. Dietrich's unit was caught up in the Battle of Stalingrad where he witness the true horrors of war. Almost every man in his unit was killed, including Heinz. Dietrich was one of the few lucky ones to escape Stalingrad and ever since then, it changed him. He was reassigned to France where he participated in many more battles, including Normandy and the Hedgerows. The more battles he witnessed, the more Dietrich lost faith in the cause. Eventually, Dietrich began going through the motions, hoping he would die in the war.
RP Sample:
Zaida Insurrection

Almost rejected you instantly when I saw SS.

Accepted.

Name: Pvt Isaiah "Rooney" Isaacsen

Appearance:

(Image)

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Rank: Private

Equipment:
• M1903A4 with a M73B1 2.75X Weaver telescopic sight
• 15 rounds (three clips)
• small 3" utility knife
• single can of rations
• empty canteen

Personality: Isaiah is unusually mature for his age as it was a value intakes in him at a young age working on his Parents Fishery in Grand Marais Minnesota. He tends to keep to himself when it comes to most people although he has opened up to many of the men in his Platoon revealing a seriousness and a tendency to Dark and Dry Humor and a lack of empathy for many around him although this changes based on the people he is around especially his platoon for which he cares greatly about due to his time fighting along side them.

History: Isaiah Isaacsen was born to a Rueben Isaacsen a Swedish Jew and Kira Isaacsen (née Kivi) a fourth generation Finnish-American in the small town of Grand Marais Minnesota on February 8th 1923. He was the middle child with two older brothers two younger sisters and a younger brother and like everybody in the family he work on the families fishery which sold to both American and Canadian companies prior to the Great Depression and afterwards was a source of cheap food for the people living in town.

As he grew up on a fishery he also enjoyed the outdoors usually hiking, camping, fishing, and hunting using his dads old Swedish Mauser from when he was in the Swedish Army before immigrating to America. Isaiah grew up to be a good hunter usually helping his dad hunt Deer, Moose, and Geese to help feed the family during the depression. Due to the poverty that hit the family during the depression Isaiah didn't gain a full education preferring to help the family out until 1941 when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. At first Isaiah only considered joining and still stayed at home until late 1942 when with the blessing of his father joined the military, just before heading off to basic his father have him his old Star of David Pendant which he wore as much as possible. After basic where he stood out for his marksmen ability he was stationed in England as part of the buildup to operation overlord. Isaiah's first taste of combat was during Mission Albany in which he proved his worth as a sharpshooter and a good soldier.

RP Sample: Just some simple diplomatic responses nothing huge

As a Marksman, you are permitted to have a sidearm.

Accepted.

Name: Steffen Wessely
Appearance:

(Image)

The one in the left..
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Rank: Gefreiter, Panzergrenadier
Equipment:
Sturmgewehr 44, three magazines left
Walther P38, one magazine left
Model 24 Stielhandgranate, 4 grenades
Empty Canteen
3 cans of rations
Personality:
Though seemingly a coward, Steffen is actually well accustomed to the sights of battle. He was one of the survivors of the D-Day landings and the Battle of Aachen, where he was promoted from a soldat. He had once driven a halftrack for his division, but later went to being a gunner for many different tracks, since his were often knocked out. He has a hatred for Americans and Brits due to the loss of his two sisters in the Allied bombing campaign. He isn't scared of blood or scattered body parts but can be jumpy when caught in crossfire. He is particularly adept with rifles, but was forced to take an automatic weapon when his Kar ran out of rounds.
History (Must at least be four sentences long):
As a youth, Steffen lived most of his life in Dusseldorf, until the bombing campaign staged by the Allies killed his two sisters. This compelled him to join the Wehrmacht to fight against the Western Allies. At first he was often afraid to dash across the battlefield to the next piece of cover, but as time passed, he became used to it and often led younger, less experienced troopers into battle. He was once given control of a Flammenwerfer, but swore never to use it again after its tank burst on his back, causing him a severe injury. He also dislikes bombings and
often scrambles for cover whenever he sees or hears the planes coming over.

In Dusseldorf, he used to help his father who made shoes and his mother who was a seamstress. Their lives were considerably stable until the war reached them and forced them to move to Berlin where Steffen and his father enlisted into the army.
RP Sample:
Drakesing, The Devil's Playground
The Last of Us, RP
The End

Two Max magazine max and 2 grenades max.

Otherwise, accepted.

[Saestea]

App edited to fit requirements..

[Qeno]

Name: Lisa Fran
Appearance:

Minus the blindfold

Age: 17
Gender: Female
Rank: N/A (Villager)
Equipment:
-Walking Cane
-Cigarette Lighter
-Colt .45mm pistol
Personality: She is a quiet person and often stays that way to listen to her surroundings before moving around. Lisa tends to avoid areas where she never have gone without the aide of another person and regularly waits for one to take the lead.
History (Must at least be four sentences long):
She was born in New York to a pair of beleaguered business folk with her mother not caring much of the status quo of her career and Lisa lost her sight in a tragic elementary school fire that killed almost all that occupied the crowded school building. After such incident her parents shipped Lisa to relatives in Belgium in hopes of finding a slower paced environment for her to cope with her blindness and several months into her residency with her Belgian relatives she heard stories of a monster wiping out entire households without mercy. The war to the east of Belguim didn't make matters better as one of her younger cousins brought her an American made Colt .45 he snatched off of a murdered soldier lying in the nearby field and later handed her the soldier's Cigarette Lighter then tried to have her unwittingly light a cigarette in his mouth.

Lisa admired her cousin's attitude to exploring the areas affected by the war but she also knew that the area was dangerous with traps and hostile soldiers. One night the monster entered her home while she slept and wiped out her relatives while they slept but miraculously left her alone to find the carnage of what was her family.
RP Sample:

[Rynagria]

Name: Lisa Fran
Appearance:

[url=minus the blindfold]http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/4cdda4d82c6a8bf92322436cac0cc68d/http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm306/dodo44554/Gothic.jpg[/url]

Age: 17
Gender: Female
Rank: N/A (Villager)
Equipment:
-Walking Cane
-Cigarette Lighter
-Colt .45mm pistol
Personality: She is a quiet person and often stays that way to listen to her surroundings before moving around. Lisa tends to avoid areas where she never have gone without the aide of another person and regularly waits for one to take the lead.
History (Must at least be four sentences long):
She was born in New York to a pair of beleaguered business folk with her mother not caring much of the status quo of her career and Lisa lost her sight in a tragic elementary school fire that killed almost all that occupied the crowded school building. After such incident her parents shipped Lisa to relatives in Belgium in hopes of finding a slower paced environment for her to cope with her blindness and several months into her residency with her Belgian relatives she heard stories of a monster wiping out entire households without mercy. The war to the east of Belguim didn't make matters better as one of her younger cousins brought her an American made Colt .45 he snatched off of a murdered soldier lying in the nearby field and later handed her the soldier's Cigarette Lighter then tried to have her unwittingly light a cigarette in his mouth.

Lisa admired her cousin's attitude to exploring the areas affected by the war but she also knew that the area was dangerous with traps and hostile soldiers. One night the monster entered her home while she slept and wiped out her relatives while they slept but miraculously left her alone to find the carnage of what was her family.
RP Sample:

Fix the pic.

Accepted.

[Jordslag]

FINALLY! THANK YOU GOD! FINALLY SOMEONE MADE THIS!

Name: Hjarl Jonasson
Appearance:
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Equipment:
Fully-loaded Maschinenpistole 40, 32 rounds in all;
Empty Canteen;
Two days of Rations;
A Pocket Knife;
An empty Luger pistol;
2 Model 24 Stielhandgranates;
Personality: Quite the joker, Hjarl doesn't really mind company, Allied or no. He's that kinda person who you are really annoyed by, but you never want to get rid of him. Despite these rather Aloof traits, Hjarl doesn't give out his word often; when he does, he keeps it even unto Death.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): Hjarl was born in Oslo, Norway, in 1925. After the invasion of Norway, in 1940, he tried to keep the Nazis away from his home by not going out onto the street, therefore making it impossible for him to break the laws. However, he really didn't have a choice; in 1943, he was conscripted and sent over to Normandy at what is called 'Omaha; beach; the one that killed the most Allies during Normandy. Over there, he spent his time in the service telling jokes, playing cards, cleaning his Maschinenpistole (Machine Pistol; pretty much an SMG), and enjoying his life. That is, until D-Day. After Omaha, after directly killing 4 Americans, the Americans pushed them back 2 miles, and Hjarl barely avoided capture. Then, during the battle of the Bulge, in December 17, 1944, after killing an American Second Lieutenant, he was promoted to Sergeant. He wasn't happy about it, as he knew that the Nazis were near collapse and he could soon go back home to his Father, who sold Paper. Then he got stuck in Belgium. His platoon was wiped out; his commander was dead; and he was stuck in a village. Then 'it' arrived. It devastated the village, with him only narrowly avoiding a attack by 'it'; Hjarl soon linked up with some Americans, and he is now waiting for something to do.
RP Sample: You invited me here.

[Rynagria]

FINALLY! THANK YOU GOD! FINALLY SOMEONE MADE THIS!

Name: Hjarl Jonasson
Appearance:(Image)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Equipment:
Fully-loaded Maschinenpistole 40, 32 rounds in all;
Empty Canteen;
Two days of Rations;
A Pocket Knife;
An empty Luger pistol;
2 Model 24 Stielhandgranates;
Personality: Quite the joker, Hjarl doesn't really mind company, Allied or no. He's that kinda person who you are really annoyed by, but you never want to get rid of him. Despite these rather Aloof traits, Hjarl doesn't give out his word often; when he does, he keeps it even unto Death.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): Hjarl was born in Oslo, Norway, in 1925. After the invasion of Norway, in 1940, he tried to keep the Nazis away from his home by not going out onto the street, therefore making it impossible for him to break the laws. However, he really didn't have a choice; in 1943, he was conscripted and sent over to Normandy at what is called 'Omaha; beach; the one that killed the most Allies during Normandy. Over there, he spent his time in the service telling jokes, playing cards, cleaning his Maschinenpistole (Machine Pistol; pretty much an SMG), and enjoying his life. That is, until D-Day. After Omaha, after directly killing 4 Americans, the Americans pushed them back 2 miles, and Hjarl barely avoided capture. Then, during the battle of the Bulge, in December 17, 1944, after killing an American Second Lieutenant, he was promoted to Sergeant. He wasn't happy about it, as he knew that the Nazis were near collapse and he could soon go back home to his Father, who sold Paper. Then he got stuck in Belgium. His platoon was wiped out; his commander was dead; and he was stuck in a village. Then 'it' arrived. It devastated the village, with him only narrowly avoiding a attack by 'it'; Hjarl soon linked up with some Americans, and he is now waiting for something to do.
RP Sample: You invited me here.

A World War Two horror RP?

[Jordslag]

FINALLY! THANK YOU GOD! FINALLY SOMEONE MADE THIS!

Name: Hjarl Jonasson
Appearance:(Image)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Equipment:
Fully-loaded Maschinenpistole 40, 32 rounds in all;
Empty Canteen;
Two days of Rations;
A Pocket Knife;
An empty Luger pistol;
2 Model 24 Stielhandgranates;
Personality: Quite the joker, Hjarl doesn't really mind company, Allied or no. He's that kinda person who you are really annoyed by, but you never want to get rid of him. Despite these rather Aloof traits, Hjarl doesn't give out his word often; when he does, he keeps it even unto Death.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): Hjarl was born in Oslo, Norway, in 1925. After the invasion of Norway, in 1940, he tried to keep the Nazis away from his home by not going out onto the street, therefore making it impossible for him to break the laws. However, he really didn't have a choice; in 1943, he was conscripted and sent over to Normandy at what is called 'Omaha; beach; the one that killed the most Allies during Normandy. Over there, he spent his time in the service telling jokes, playing cards, cleaning his Maschinenpistole (Machine Pistol; pretty much an SMG), and enjoying his life. That is, until D-Day. After Omaha, after directly killing 4 Americans, the Americans pushed them back 2 miles, and Hjarl barely avoided capture. Then, during the battle of the Bulge, in December 17, 1944, after killing an American Second Lieutenant, he was promoted to Sergeant. He wasn't happy about it, as he knew that the Nazis were near collapse and he could soon go back home to his Father, who sold Paper. Then he got stuck in Belgium. His platoon was wiped out; his commander was dead; and he was stuck in a village. Then 'it' arrived. It devastated the village, with him only narrowly avoiding a attack by 'it'; Hjarl soon linked up with some Americans, and he is now waiting for something to do.
RP Sample: You invited me here.

A World War Two horror RP?

Yes. Exactly. Now, am I accepted or not?

[Rynagria]

A World War Two horror RP?

Yes. Exactly. Now, am I accepted or not?

Yeah.

Don't get your knickers in a twist.

[Rostogovia]

Name: Jack Ridgeway
Appearance:
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Equipment: empty m1911 pistol, M1 carbine with two full magazines and one nearly empty magazines. (32 rounds.), rusty and battered knife, full canteen (Melted snow.), quarter full pack of cigarettes (5.), 3 matches, can of beans, picture of girlfriend back home.
Personality: Having possessed a few months of experience under his belt, Jack has grown accustomed to the everyday horrors of war. Jack has come to terms with his likely fate, and has become cynical. Despite his dreary disillusionment, Jack maintains a strong will to survive, and is always able to find the humor in even the direst of situations.
History (Must at least be four sentences long): Jack was born in 1921 to a middle class Brooklyn family. His father was a professor at New york university, and encouraged Jack to seek a scholarly profession. Jack resented his fathers academic pressure, and spent most of his childhood scrambling to meet his fathers expectations. Jack was relatively popular among his peers, and soon gained a reputation as the class clown. In 1939 Jack enrolled in NYU, maintaining a high grade point average and earning a degree in English. Jack was drafted almost immediately after his college immunity expired, and in January of 1944 was assigned to the 101st airborne. Jack showed a strong affinity for command, and was soon promoted to the rank of sergeant.
RP Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopi ... 1&t=283983 viewtopic.php?f=31&t=297253 https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopi ... 3&start=75 https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopi ... 1&t=299188 viewtopic.php?f=5&t=275905