Shadow of the Reich [AH|OOC|CLOSED]

[New United States of Columbia]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Columbia
Roleplay Sample: ‪viewtopic.php?f=5&t=390277&p=32479791#p32479791‬
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Victoria Elizabeth Dahlgren
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: White Anglo Saxon
Appearance: She stands at around 5’6”. Due to her proclivity for wearing heels, especially at public events, she looks to be 5’8”. She has shoulder length hair that is a bright amber in color which combined with her pale as glue skin gives her a stereotypical irish look. She has somewhat plump lips and dazzling sapphire gems for eyes. She has a good figure with plump stomach and hips and long legs with average length arms. She is usually seen in a wide poodle skirt dress with a frilly white apron but has no problem pulling out all the stops when there is a public event to attend.
Residence: Victory Hill suburb of NYC
Occupation: Housewife and Mother
Family: Married to Anton Dahlgren with twin three year olds Baldur and Emma
Religion: SS Occultist
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? Seeing her children die before her
Most intimate ambition? To have her husband land the highest office attainable so she has great deal of social power
Loyalty? Family and Fatherland
Three defining traits: Shrewd schemer often trying to ensure she has at least two back up plans. Graceful and socially charming using her looks and voice to disarm anyone short of actual soldiers and armed killers. Fine knowledge of culinary arts should... discreet removals be needed.
Personality: She is known to be rather bubbly and energetic when in normal situations but when she perceives it as serious or of great importance to her, she can turn very stoic.
BIOGRAPHY
Victoria Dahlgren (originally Mill) was born September 1st, 1939 to Connor and Esther Mill. She was the middle child and first girl, leading to her being “spoiled” with what left over funds the parents had. When the bomb dropped on D.C. and her father reluctantly defected to the Reich, Victoria was raised to be a good Nazi woman in her new school following a new curriculum. Sunday services were replaced with the Reichchurch, leading to a collapse of the Christian faith in her and many laymen. She noticed her father slowly becoming more distant to her and her siblings as she grew older following his defection and early missions for the Reich. Then, in 1955, young Victoria and her siblings were in for a shake up when their mother cheated on a depressed and somewhat erratic Connor Mill. The divorce followed soon after and the three Mill children were raised by their new SS stepfather. Victoria had become a keen interest to the new man as he began to teacher her the Runes and Solstices in place of prayer and Christmas. She accepted these as well as newfound fatherly, if twisted, love and affection. He taught her a lot besides the “true Aryan and Germanic Faith you won’t find in the Reich Church”. He taught her how to handle herself in the world of SS politicking, how the only morals an SS Man and Woman to follow were to not harm your Volk and to serve the Reich and Order, no matter the cost. One lesson stood out in particular:
“Government forms do not matter. Morality does not matter. This law pertains to all races and people’s, to men and to women and it is the only law that counts in the end: Either you have power, or you don’t. If you have it, right like hell to keep it, if you don’t, fight harder to get it.” While she isn’t a true believer, she has “officially” adopted this new SS faith for appearances and to get a taste of power in the Black Order. When she was old enough to be acceptable for marriage, she met UntersturmFührer Anton Dahlgren during one of her stepfathers parties and the two were step up to be married for a quid pro quo of favors. In Dahlgren she saw a Waffen-SS officer who had great potential to climb the ranks so long as he had the right push and nudge from her when needed. They were married, not to the older Christian way, but according to the SS custom. Connor reluctantly was in attendance and Esther, Victoria’s stepfather, and Anton’s parents couldn’t be prouder. Nine months after their wedding, Baldur and Emma were born to two proud SchutzStaffel parents. She intends to raise them as well as an SS mother can, to accept not just the Reich but the Sieg runes into their hearts and minds, hoping, when they absorbed these twisted virtues, they will have a bright future under the Black Sun.

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

Here's the revised app:

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Augusticinia
Roleplay Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?p=30716809#p30716809
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name:

"Jean-Louis, but you can call me Jack... like the whiskey... I really shouldn't be going into any more details around here."

Age:

"39, old enough to live, and young enough to die."

Sex:

"Male, the beasts of burden of mankind's failures."

Sexual Orientation:

"No orientation, no rules, no path to follow, just wandering amongst bodies needing to be saved. In other words I'll take anybody."

Ethnicity:

"Je crois que je suis le roi du soleil, but I had the great misfortune of being born in the wasteland of America"

Appearance: Lean, weary, and probably not the most clean-shaven or well kept from a spiritual binge of writing, alcohol, and other substances. He's of average height but has a certain physicality, being a former football player and former merchant marine, that assures he can stand his own. His skin is paler from spending a great deal indoors, but a confident nonchalance seems to rise from his stance and distantly focused blue eyes -- and ever so subtly, a slight trembling neurosis hides beneath.

(Image)

Residence:

"Greenwich Village, they're raving mad down there, but might as well go with a bang instead of a whimper"

Occupation:

"I write occasionally, but for the most part I run radio for the party, mostly anti-communist stuff, keeps Herr Hatfield happy. "

Family:

"Got a mom and a dad living in Ozone Park in Queen's, nice, stable people, probably the only people I'll ever truly love"

Religion:

"Was a Catholic back when it was allowed, been a Buddhist since it's never been allowed"

PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear?

"Selling out to the Nazis, at least they keep communism out, and let's not forget writing useless drivel"

Most intimate ambition?

"Words etched on a lasting stone, even if it's my grave."

Loyalty?

"If I don't save myself first what's the point?"

Three defining traits: Headstrong attitude once an idea gets in his head, Intense self-criticism, A natural disdain for authority
Personality: N/A
BIOGRAPHY
While this is the same Massachussetts-born, Columbia-attending Jack Kerouac who would later go on to father the Beat Generation, the real historical digression begins with the end of the 2nd World War; After publishing some short works and a novel (The Town and the City) that were quickly supressed for obscenity by the new regime, Kerouac became much more calculating with his publications, laying low in New York while writing for a much more underground group, the soon-to-be Beat Generation. During this time Kerouac would also begin initializing a draft of his subversive magnum opus On the Road and writing under the alias Sal Paradise. After publicly renouncing his former obscenities and his Catholic faith in order to divert old suspicions, he found a stable position in the propaganda department writing scripts for radio broadcasts and other works of fiction and prose that appealed to anti-communist sentiments and party sympathies. His unique position along with the shared revolutionary ideals of his inner circle led him to be contacted by the NYC resistance during the late 1950's and eventually after a series of brief meetings, with who he would later learn to be the figure of CONTROL, established himself as an ORACLE for the newly developing Propaganda Cell (referred to as the Bodhisattvas) running out of Greenwich Village. However, as time passed, and the regime well aware of Kerouac's former dispositions, the interest in tagging Kerouac in surveillance became a reality. At the present moment in 1961, Kerouac must carefully navigate the pressures of being a higher profile figure in both the propaganda department and resistance effort, while also dodging the suspicions of being a revolutionary sympathizer, or worse, a traitor.

Accepted. It's interesting that both of our propagandists are sleeper agents.

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Columbia
Roleplay Sample: ‪viewtopic.php?f=5&t=390277&p=32479791#p32479791‬
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Victoria Elizabeth Dahlgren
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: White Anglo Saxon
Appearance: She stands at around 5’6”. Due to her proclivity for wearing heels, especially at public events, she looks to be 5’8”. She has shoulder length hair that is a bright amber in color which combined with her pale as glue skin gives her a stereotypical irish look. She has somewhat plump lips and dazzling sapphire gems for eyes. She has a good figure with plump stomach and hips and long legs with average length arms. She is usually seen in a wide poodle skirt dress with a frilly white apron but has no problem pulling out all the stops when there is a public event to attend.
Residence: Victory Hill suburb of NYC
Occupation: Housewife and Mother
Family: Married to Anton Dahlgren with twin three year olds Baldur and Emma
Religion: SS Occultist
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? Seeing her children die before her
Most intimate ambition? To have her husband land the highest office attainable so she has great deal of social power
Loyalty? Family and Fatherland
Three defining traits: Shrewd schemer often trying to ensure she has at least two back up plans. Graceful and socially charming using her looks and voice to disarm anyone short of actual soldiers and armed killers. Fine knowledge of culinary arts should... discreet removals be needed.
Personality: She is known to be rather bubbly and energetic when in normal situations but when she perceives it as serious or of great importance to her, she can turn very stoic.
BIOGRAPHY
Victoria Dahlgren (originally Mill) was born September 1st, 1939 to Connor and Esther Mill. She was the middle child and first girl, leading to her being “spoiled” with what left over funds the parents had. When the bomb dropped on D.C. and her father reluctantly defected to the Reich, Victoria was raised to be a good Nazi woman in her new school following a new curriculum. Sunday services were replaced with the Reichchurch, leading to a collapse of the Christian faith in her and many laymen. She noticed her father slowly becoming more distant to her and her siblings as she grew older following his defection and early missions for the Reich. Then, in 1955, young Victoria and her siblings were in for a shake up when their mother cheated on a depressed and somewhat erratic Connor Mill. The divorce followed soon after and the three Mill children were raised by their new SS stepfather. Victoria had become a keen interest to the new man as he began to teacher her the Runes and Solstices in place of prayer and Christmas. She accepted these as well as newfound fatherly, if twisted, love and affection. He taught her a lot besides the “true Aryan and Germanic Faith you won’t find in the Reich Church”. He taught her how to handle herself in the world of SS politicking, how the only morals an SS Man and Woman to follow were to not harm your Volk and to serve the Reich and Order, no matter the cost. One lesson stood out in particular:
“Government forms do not matter. Morality does not matter. This law pertains to all races and people’s, to men and to women and it is the only law that counts in the end: Either you have power, or you don’t. If you have it, right like hell to keep it, if you don’t, fight harder to get it.” While she isn’t a true believer, she has “officially” adopted this new SS faith for appearances and to get a taste of power in the Black Order. When she was old enough to be acceptable for marriage, she met UntersturmFührer Anton Dahlgren during one of her stepfathers parties and the two were step up to be married for a quid pro quo of favors. In Dahlgren she saw a Waffen-SS officer who had great potential to climb the ranks so long as he had the right push and nudge from her when needed. They were married, not to the older Christian way, but according to the SS custom. Connor reluctantly was in attendance and Esther, Victoria’s stepfather, and Anton’s parents couldn’t be prouder. Nine months after their wedding, Baldur and Emma were born to two proud SchutzStaffel parents. She intends to raise them as well as an SS mother can, to accept not just the Reich but the Sieg runes into their hearts and minds, hoping, when they absorbed these twisted virtues, they will have a bright future under the Black Sun.

Accepted.

[Bolslania]

Hey Norv, should I play my own Oracle as well?

[St George Territory]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: St George Territory
Roleplay Sample: As France
Have you read the OP in its entirety? yes
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: "The name's Patrick FitzGerald, now who's asking?"
Age: "Soon to be thirty-eight, Jesus, where did the years go?"
Sex: "Male, last time I checked."
Sexual Orientation: "I enjoy the company of my wife."
Ethnicity: "From the emerald isle of Ireland."
Appearance: "Not the tallest feller, believe me, it helps though in my line of work. I like to keep a clean face as well. An affordable suit, all too non-descript; very 'incognito', friend. Dark hair, not much else to say on that."

Residence: "Born over in Ireland, came over to New York City, or formerly, as the bastards like to call in know, anyway, on to Boston where I caused quite a ruckus, me and the boys, and we found it to be a wee bit too dangerous with ol' Adolf hanging about, so we scurried on West."
Occupation: "I find that it is most profitable in this new land of opportunity to be a man who can acquire items, and move persons, smugglings just good business."
Family: "Me wife Mary, and the five little rascals."
Religion: "A Roman Catholic till the day I die."
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? "'Spose getting caught by those Gestapo buggers, never know what sick, twisted things they'll do to a man trying to make a buck."
Most intimate ambition? "For all this to end up being one big joke, so I can return to Boston and work in a more honest profession"
Loyalty? "If the money is right, I can get you just about anything, or take you just about anywhere."
Three defining traits: "The Wife says I can be a bit hot headed at times, and so what if I enjoy a drink now and again? At the end of the day, I like what I do and I'm perfectly contempt with it, but somethin' more couldn't hurt?"
Personality: "I'm a man trying to find my way in this world, make a lot of money, and show those German feckers the door and send 'em back into the sea. So, I suppose I've got big plans here, maybe a litttle naive, God himself knows really. I work hard for the orginization and they treat me well, perhaps I'm biting off a bit more than I can chew getting involved in this whole New York business.
BIOGRAPHY
"Born in Cork, Ireland. I was baptised at the Cathedral of St. Mary and St. Anne, I suppose I was a bit of a rabble-rouser as a boy, more than most, spending enough time getting into fights, 'acting the maggot', it wasn't an easy life, my Father was a quiet man, but a Republican through and through, suffered terribly for that, and my Mother was a Saint, a shame it didn't rub off none on me. I had a pal; Riley, him and I come up with a plan to strike it big in America, economy was shite and all that, tough for a man to make an honest dollar over there, but easy enough to make a dishonest over the pond."

"So we make our way over to New York, all well, lazy feller doin' the paperwork gives it one look and lets me in, mixed blessin's I suppose. We meet up with one of Riley's friends in Boston, and the money was decent, not as much as was promised, the idiot thought we were going to be runnin' booze or something of the sorts, I won't get too angry with him, as I did meet my darling Mary there, prettiest girl I've ever seen on both sides of the water. We got married quick, but even quicker than that, we had our little blessings, and I found myself in trouble with the law, Riley got shot by some Mick and I ended up in prison, Concord Penn., was going to be there for a while, deserved most likely, but the war wasn't going to well, and when the Krauts found their way over here, we found our exit, well, some did, and some ended up dead."

"High-tailed it to Boston, picked up my Wife and the kids, and made a plan with the gang, I says West, over to ‘Kernland’ or however ye’ say it in their babble of a language. Lot of places to hide over there, and close to the border with them Japanese fellers, I’ll tell you I’m not much of a sake drinker, but it helps for mulling with disgruntled border officials, assisting in the finer points of international commerce, one of me many titles, best believe it. We find ourselves a spot in North Dakota, close to what was Montana, and set up several fronts, warehouses, trucking and farming, diversifying our investments ensuring that our books look find to the underpaid bureaucrat, taking lots of time investing in our operation, picking up and moving to new spots, hiring promising talent along the way, artists are so underappreciated in this new world, with such great talent, counterfeiting currency, and art, but that’s a small part of the operation, between reproducing arms and munitions and the logistics business, that’s where the real money can be found, someone looking for protection or to enact some hero plan is willing to pay a fair deal of coin to get his hands on a reproduction 1911. Moving industrial goods from their ‘New Germany” to New York, and onward to the Fatherland makes a fair deal of currency for us as well, and presents a lot of hiding places when your moving large amounts of cargo.”

“It’s a change, starting out small trying to figure our spot in the world, running trucks from Chicago, or Neu-Chicago, or whatever the feck its called, over to Neu-York, stopping by bars and coffee shops are good for exercising the fine American art of marketing, first taste always bein’ free of course, save for firearms, them folks never last long enough for the repeat business. But I’m getting besides myself here; met this feller at the ‘Bull Rider Bar’, strange place with even stranger clientele, but I surmise I can’t judge too harshly on account of me own business dealings. Anyway, he strikes up a conversation, and Jesus, Mary and Joseph, you never have an honest conversation now adays, but we start talking about freedom, about how life used to be good."

“The irony is not lost on me that I was going away for a long time, bein’ let out was a blessing to say the least, I agree with the feller, and he starts talkin’ about this resistance in Neu-York, I says good for ‘em, some of my favourite clients fight the Krauts. I suppose somewhere in the drinking we found common ground. I bid him farewell, handing him a business card and making my adieu, and vacate the premises, stumbling the while till I get two blocks down, find an empty alley to recuperate myself in, ignorin’ the sirens, sounds of a big city, could happen at any time. Sitting down in the dirty alley, trying to remember where I parked, just waitin’ for the world to stop spinning, there was... silence, and then there was the shooting, damn near pissed myself, sounded like the battle of Boston all o’er again. Sobered up right there, just trying to hide- an explosion, such a terrible commotion, my nerves came back to me as I made an effort back to the taxi stand and then onward to the motel, what an awful waste of potential customers... I joke, but I still think what if I had staid back in that bar, I could have been the one that ended up dead.”

“I suppose that crisis gives new meanin’ to a man’s life, I’ve never hugged me darlin’ Mary or the kids so hard once I had gotten back, but it wouldn’t be for too long, as I found myself with a greater mission to perhaps fight for something greater than myself, to fight like me Pa did back when we earned our freedom in the old country, and how it was slaughtered so young by Fritz’s boot. I’m going to make them pay in some way, perhaps helpin’ that ‘Control’ feller that man in the bar was talking about, I’ve got to do somethin’.”

[New New Sriker]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Sriker
Roleplay Sample:https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?p=37504957#p37504957
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes

GENERAL INFORMATION
Name:

My friends and family know me as Henry Washington Jr, but the Gestapo calls me the “Duelist” and I feel quite honored by that nickname.

Age:

I was born in 1935, so i’m about 26 but with how things are, i’ve all but forgotten about keeping track of time.

Sex:

I’m male, that’s about all I can say about this topic.

Sexual Orientation:

I haven’t been able to focus on love in awhile but I would say I’m straight.

Ethnicity:

Mixed, but for greater detail, I’m white on my father’s side and black on my mother’s.

Appearance: Henry is around 6’2 with black hair in a buzz cut hairstyle and he has brown eyes. His build can be described as Muscular and he is normally seen wearing old US military fatigues, Henry is also on the lighter side meaning he is normally seen as just another white man by most individuals.
Residence:

I move in between Resistance hideouts while planning missions and sometimes after the heat dies down I move around motels under fake names.

Occupation:

I am a member of the New York Resistance, but Currently I am waiting to be assigned to a new team.

Family: Father-Henry Washington, Age 57, currently in the Neutral Zone assisting the Resistance.
Mother-Laura Washington, Currently in the Neutral Zone living with her Husband.
Older Brother- Connor Washington, age 30, currently involved in the Midwestern Resistance movement, exact location unknown.
Religion:

I would say there is a God, but I really can’t tell you who or what they are.

PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear?

The future, I fear it since no one can tell what’s coming next, not even CONTROL.

Most intimate ambition?

I want to have a family, I want three kids, maybe a dog but that can all wait because right now I gotta focus on the fight because if I don’t fight I can’t achieve my dream..

Loyalty?

I work for the New York Resistance, I have close ties with both the local Communist and Black cells but the other cells love my work as well.

Three defining traits:

I don’t mean to brag but I can say that I’m a great shot and I’ve been told I’m quite a funny fella by many of my comrades. The thing I’m most proud of though is my optimism, even in the darkest of days, I still see the light at the end.

Personality: Henry is a kind, optimistic, and skilled man, while to his comrades he seems like an intelligent gentle giant but to the Reich he is a cunning and tactical killing machine known for organizing effective raids, assassinations, and acts of sabotage and for being able to operate on the ground himself while commanding. The fact that he has killed many men of the Reich helped Henry gain the moniker of the “Duelist” for his abilities in the field.

BIOGRAPHY
Henry was born on July 7th, 1935 in Boston, Massachusetts. His father was enlisted in the state National Guard and his mother worked as a nurse in a local hospital. Henry’s early childhood was almost as average as the usual American child except from the times his family was discriminated against but the family was tough and handled the hate, but this all changed in 1945 with the Invasion of the United States by the Reich.

When the Reich invaded, Henry’s father and the National Guard were told to fight with all of their might, but before he went off to the front, Henry’s father sent his family to Ohio to wait the war over, but despite his father’s wishes, the war wasn’t one America could win. For two years Henry senior fought the Hun while his family waited in Ohio but disaster struck. At the last stand in Cincinnati, the family reunited and Henry’s father decided to pull back to the Rockies with his family but on their way to escape, the family was separated and when they reached the evacuation trucks, Henry’s brother Connor was nowhere to be seen. Despite the tragedy of losing his brother, the family made it to the Neutral Zone and began a new life, Henry’s father assisted the Resistance’s operations in the Neutral Zone as his own way of seeking redemption for his son, while Henry’s mother stayed at home praying almost daily for the return of her son, but Henry griefed in his own way. At the age of 12, Henry began to train with the remaining Rebel American Army, despite many seeing training a child as immoral Henry senior’s influence in the RAA allowed for his son to train with little outcry.

In 1952, Henry received a letter from his brother, who despite his entire family thinking he was dead was actually fighting with the ALF in Michigan and after all the years he was fighting in the Great Lakes only just at that point discovered that the rest of his family lived. Henry brought the news to his parents and the family was finally free from the sadness and guilt they felt for Connor’s supposed death, but after receiving the letter Henry began to try and convince his parents to allow him to join in the fight against the Reich, but even after days of arguing his Parents wouldn’t budge but this didn’t matter much to Henry.

A few weeks after his argument with his parents, Henry, despite his parents objections, joined a group of Resistance guerillas moving across the border into Texas. Upon the group’s arrival in Texas there first mission was establishing contact with the Dallas Resistance and from there they were to missions to complete, but on their way to Dallas the group encountered a small border patrol outpost and decided that it would be their first target in the state. After scouting for awhile the group moved in, slowly and stealthily killing the outpost’s small garrison, as they group entered the building they found a small barracks and decided that killing the sleeping men is the easiest thing to do, Henry walked up to one of the sleeping men and stabbed him in the heart while covering his face with a pillow, this is where Henry killed his first man. After that the group arrived in Dallas and began to establish themselves with the local Resistance, Henry had been given a role as one of the cell’s hitmen who would be sent to assassinate officials in the Reich and any other collaborators. Henry’s first killing to catch the public’s eye was the assassination of Generalmajor Bull Connor in 1954, the Generalmajor had been leading a series of hard hitting crackdowns on Southern Resistances and a opportunity finally arised for the Resistance to take him out of the playing field, the chance was at the opening of a museum in Austin dedicated to the history of the Aryan, and while security was high it was the best chance the Resistance had to kill the bastard. On the day of the opening Henry and two other operatives were sent into the opening wearing cloaks of the Klu Klux Klan as disguises, the only weapons they had managed to get in were some knifes and a single piano wire, the men tried to find a opportune time to kill the Generalmajor with and maintain their covers. Halfway through the event, Connor walked onto stage and gave a short speech about the superiority of the Aryan over the “Undesirables” and false claims that all Southern Resistance was crush, after this the General went to a restroom and Henry saw his chance, as he entered the restroom he walked past the guard near the door and entered inside he found the Generalmajor who was finishing up, Henry started a conversation praising Connor’s speech, the Generalmajor thanked Henry then went to wash his hands but as he did, Henry came from behind and choked him with the wire and after a minute, the Generalmajor was dead on the ground. Henry left the restroom and shortly after the General’s guard entered the room and yelled out for security.

Henry and his fellow assassins all managed to escape the scene that day, Henry would move around in the South for a few more years until 1957, when he was sent up to Virginia by the ALF to assist the state’s Resistance and he would do his work proudly assisting in anything from armory raids to assassinations, in Virginia Henry would gain his moniker. Henry was sent to scout out a possible location for an arms deal, Henry was stopped by a group of four off duty SS men and after talking the men, they attempted to try and arrest Henry which resulted in him quickly shooting three of the men and injuring the third, Henry spared the man and canceled the deal but on that day Henry gained his new name, the Duelist. Virginia wasn't all great for the resistance and Henry would taste many defeats, ranging from an arms trade being busted all the to the location of a cell being found, but the way the Reich found out was a secret to the Resistance. When this happened Henry was tasked with finding the possible rat and get rid of them, during his investigation of possible spies Henry even had to investigate many people he saw as comrades and friends, and to his worst fear one of the friends he made turned out to be the rat. Henry still put an end to his friend, but since that day Henry began to fear getting to close to people, and while still being kind he started to treat his fellow Resistance members like co-workers unlike how he treated them before he killed the Rat. After three years in Virginia, Henry was moved to Ohio, where once he arrived he managed to meet his brother for the first time in years but the visit was a short lived one for Henry had to move on to his new assignment. Henry was assigned to the Big Apple, the Nest of the American Reich, and home of many of the filthy collaborators. When Henry arrived in New York he was quite shocked at the effectiveness and organization of the Resistance, because despite being right in the heart of the Reich, they continued to fight on. While it has been a year since he arrived in New York, Henry has managed to make a name for himself with the local fighters, but what has grabbed Henry’s interest is the mysterious leader of the Resistance, whoever it is Henry has gained an almost concerning obsession with one day meeting the man at the lead.

I edited it a bit

[Reverend Norv]

Hey Norv, should I play my own Oracle as well?

No - I will give you something to do. Part of the Resistance's structure is that Oracles are quite separate from the cells they supervise; that way, if the cell is penetrated, the odds are low that they can sell out the Oracle as well. So unless you intend to play an Oracle directly - like Kerouac - it is better for me to extend marching orders.

[Bolslania]

Hey Norv, should I play my own Oracle as well?

No - I will give you something to do. Part of the Resistance's structure is that Oracles are quite separate from the cells they supervise; that way, if the cell is penetrated, the odds are low that they can sell out the Oracle as well. So unless you intend to play an Oracle directly - like Kerouac - it is better for me to extend marching orders.

Roger that

[The Vaktovian Empire]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Vak
Roleplay Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=483564&p=37130358#p37130358
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Several times over, currently reading it again as I complete this application to ensure my historical accuracy and detail and parallel with the canon is perfect.
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Donald Henry Rumsfeld, gained the nickname "Rummy" in the American Luftwaffe
Age: Twenty-Eight
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: White/Caucasian. Rumsfeld's father came from a German family that had emigrated to America in the 1870s from Weyhe in Lower Saxony. Growing up Donald was always described as looking like a "tough German" in his youth and earlier years, prior to the invasion and occupation of the United States prior to the formation of the American Reich.
Appearance: Coming in at 1.71 meters (5'7") and 88.4 kilograms (195 pounds), he was extremely well built for his age growing up in the later years of school. Being the Captain of the Wrestling Team in his High School, he kept his well maintained physique with him after both attending Princeton University (Renamed College of New Oldenburg when New Jersey and some of its surrounding area were reconfigured into the province of New Oldenburg in the Reich) as well as his entrance into the American Luftwaffe in 1954. Since then, Rummy keeps himself in decent shape under the circumstances, and the stress he endures on a daily basis in his position at such a young age costs him being able to put on any noticeable weight from slacking off.

image:https://www.foxnews.com/photo_essay/photoessay_923_images/Rumsfeld_Young_BW.jpg
Residence: Rumsfeld, like many of the upper elite under Rockwell, fashions himself his own private residence on Long Island, where many of both the party elite and military leaders in the Wermacht, especially the Heer have laid their heads. It makes the location especially strategic, both for Rumsfeld to be a quick trip away from his subordinates, as well as intricately placed alongside those within the party which would look to overtake him.
Occupation: Minister of Defense for the American Reich
Family: (m. 1957 to Charlotte Curtis, a prominent journalist and propogandist in the American Reich under Kenneth Jack Hatfield as well as the Minister of Information for the American Reich. The two have three children; Donald Nicholas Rumsfeld, Johanna Valerie Rumsfeld, and George Maximilian Rumsfeld. Rumsfeld's mother Jeanette Kearsley, and father George Donald Rumsfeld are both still alive and reside in Winnetka, Illinois, where Rumsfeld grew up.
Religion: Rumsfeld was an avid member of the Congregational Church through his parents when they lived in Winnetka, pre-invasion and collapse the United States. As such, he is an active member in services conducted by the Christian Church of the Nazi Party of the American Reich.
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? Quite frankly, Rumsfeld's greatest fear since his allowance of being able to rise as high as he has in his short life would be losing his influence and his office, among outright being killed off by either Rockwell or one of his competitors. He navigates a careful line. As Minister of Defense, he has a significant amount of power and leverage over any enemies that would see to it to dispose Rockwell, as even with a coup of sorts, Rumsfeld would still has oversight of the military and could position them to strike at any time and impose against Rockwell's successor. Point blankly, Rumsfeld's greatest fear is someone who is truly able to get the better of him, something he does not see much of, as he compares his ability to play privy in the politics of the Reich to playing a game of cards, never show them, and always act like you've got a better hand than what you've actually got.
Most intimate ambition? Rumsfeld would love to see the desk of the Reichsfuhrer from a sitting position one day. Instead he continues to preside over either shoulder of Rockwell when reviewing military intelligence, alas also sitting across from it when conducting sit downs with the charming Reichsfuhrer himself. Despite this, Rumsfeld's ambitions mostly stem from a need and want to navigate the politics of the party in which is a member, and his only true intention is to maintain that he always stays on the good side of Rockwell, as he is one of Rumsfeld's oldest mentors to date. Rummy's chief ambition is to eliminate any traces of quivering loyalty to Rockwell from within his office and the party.
Loyalty? Rumsfeld experienced, up to age twelve, what a free America was. However, this was an America without the emergence of a New Deal. Despite the fact Rumsfeld's family was in no way in the Lower Class or lower tax bracket, as his father was an Pilot for Pan American World Airways, America during a continued Great Depression throughout the 1930s and 1940s had especially created criticism amongst both young Rumsfeld and his father especially. Therefore, despite being one of the few younger men of his generation to actually experience and remember a Democratic America, Rumsfeld is fiercely loyal to Rockwell, and the current administration and power structure in place in the American Reich. His loyalty lies with Rockwell, and also of his allies within Rockwell's Cabinet. Anyone he determines is in the way of his or his former mentor's agenda, it's X marks the spot for them.
Three defining traits: Charisma, Rumsfeld is deceptively good at using his charm, avid social cues and understanding of the social intellectual to be able to break personal barriers with even his most hated enemies and gain their trust. His charming whit allows him to, as previously described, metaphorically infiltrate and then slice at his enemies like an expert with a butterfly knife. Therefore he so too can be described as cunning, always able to plot the best course of action for both his own personal gains and those around him. Lastly he is extremely intelligent and able to both manage complex issues from within his own department in the War Ministry, but also very savvy when trying to influence and stick his hand into matters involving both the S.S, Gestapo as well as rival members of Rockwell's Cabinet.
Personality: A man of few words, his Chief Assistant is a man of fewer. Rumsfeld is gifted tactically in the art of political science and is an astute learner in navigating the dog-eat-dog world of the American Reich. Rumsfeld is s mysterious and secretive figure from within Rockwell's Cabinet and he can be described as unbecoming by some of the other members of Rockwell's inner circle and cabinet. However, his history with Rockwell both in the American Luftwaffe and under Rockwell as part of his counsel early on in his administration before being promoted to Minister of Defense. Rumsfeld is ultimately loyal to Rockwell and will do whatever it takes as Rockwell's position in power almost guarantees both Rumsfeld's position in power, as well as Rumsfeld's ability to cross the line in both S.S and Gestapo as well as other Departments within the Cabinet, without ever truly being in the wrong with the Reichsfuhrer.

BIOGRAPHY
-----Donald Henry Rumsfeld was born to Jeannette Kearsley and George Donald Rumsfeld on July 9th, 1932 in Chicago Illinois. Rumsfeld grew up in pre-war America, where despite the substantial economic disadvantages to some, the Rumsfelds were at least somewhat well-off. His father flew for Pan American World Airways, and his mother worked part time as an assistant to a large Hedge fund manager. Rumsfeld from a very early age, learned that his family wasn't necessarily equivalent to those of his classmates in the early years of growing up. Donald always had the nicest, newest clothes, shoes and toys, comparably to the other kids. Even with the Great Depression, his family was in a good spot in the early days. Despite this, he learned from both eavesdropping on conversations between his father and mother, as well as his father and his father's friends, that the current America had no upward trajectory. When Donald was just entering the third grade was when Adolf Hitler and Nazi Germany officially began WWII when Germany invaded Poland. Around that same year, Donald and his family moved from Chicago to Winnetka, Illinois.

When the Japanese dropped bombs on the United States in Pearl Harbor, his father went off to join the Navy. The fact his father put aside his own economic and personal dreams to fight for his country. Rumsfeld from an early age developed a deep sense of patriotism, especially with this moment, which is what motivated him into the world of politics. Rumsfeld was an incredibly gifted and natural student, even from an early age, and he did exceptionally well in school. His mother suffered heavily from bills and trying to manage a household and support both Donald and his brother Albert.

By the time Donald was a teenager, in 1945, the United States was on the brink of war with both Germany and Japan. Although America's war with the Japanese had already technically begun with the absolute defeat of the majority of the American Navy, including its Carrier battle groups, at Pearl Harbor, the status-quo standoff between the United States and Japan in the Pacific Theater was thwarted when Hitler dropped a Heiseinberg Device on Washington D.C, annihilating most of the senior leadership, as well as the President, the White House and the Legislative of the United States. With an impending state of emergency looming for the entirety of America, General George Patton surrendered to Erwin Rommel, almost suddenly ending the U.S-German war before it started. Hitler and the Reich brought with them an axis occupation effort, but robust and determined Generals like Dwight D. Eisenhower gathered and motivated young and middle aged patriots of the former American military and the civilian populace to fight the good fight to ensure peace and democracy for the nation. At the time, Don's father had been caught in a crossroad. He had been offered a favorable position from within the Reich, a lead man for the new American Reich's Department of Transportation and sub-department for civilian aviation, as an airport administrator and party executive for the new state-run "Klaus A. Schmidt International Airport" (O'Hare International Airport) which had been sluggishly opened and administered by the previous Chicago State government under the U.S in 1944. Rumsfeld accepted this appointment, abandoning his Navy rank of Captain to serve under the Reich.

Up to this point Rumsfeld had already learned the efforts of hard work, having served at least a dozen part-time jobs from paperboy to gardener to an on-hand helper for construction jobs, all of which his mother had worried for him to be doing at such a young age with his father gone, but needed the money for the household. Rumsfeld was thirteen when the bombs dropped in Washington, and had been vividly studying political science and the democratic process in intermediate school, prior to the American Reich's overhaul and censorship of the U.S education system. The entire concept of the Democratic process now in the past in Rumsfeld's mind, he continued to learn of the American political system, but with the indoctrinated evils the Nazis had entering into the educational curriculum, casting out men like George Washington and Abraham Lincoln to be evil, and "political traitors to the true dream of equality filled with empty promises and lies to further themselves in government". With his mind literally in shambles questioning everything he had learned, Rumsfeld continued to exceed in school but he started to question less and less his new teachings, only further understanding the concept of "Fuhrerprinzip" which affirmatively verified that so long as the Fuhrer and Reichsfuhrer were to approve of any political or social function, it must be held high in standard for they are those appointed to be held absolutely responsible for the management of their own respective areas.

Rumsfeld's learnings of "Fuhrerprinzip" continued well into his later secondary school days and then when he attended the College of New Oldenburg, formerly Princeton University in 1950. One of his professors there had openly violated Reich policy, teaching the ideals of the Democratic and Republican parties' stance from the former United States. However, this professor was heavily influenced himself by fascism, and had influenced his students, including Rumsfeld to see that the former balance of powers and "democratic process" were in turn flawed and had needed a facelift so to speak which was why the Germans had "liberated" them from the Great Depression. As well as his educational doings in college, Rumsfeld was an accomplished wrestler and football (soccer) player for New Oldenburg College's wrestling and footall teams.

With a thorough brainwashing having been committed to Rumsfeld, it only worsened when his father continued to believe in the new economic resurgence that was seen at home when he returned from school in New Oldenburg. He still held his principles of patriotism for the old America high on a pedestal, however his mind had been clouded by both his teachings and his father's new stance on fascism, motivated mostly by the success and growth of their household wealth through nepotism, moving into higher and higher brackets and tiers of wealth and the luxuries afforded to them by the party elite and the Reichsleiter of Illinois.

Donald joined the American Luftwaffe in 1954, shortly after graduating from New Oldenburg. Rumsfeld was an accomplished fighter pilot very early on, earning recognition from his superiors and being praised for leadership and obedience not only to the Luftwaffe, but for "abundant confidence and technique in understanding the importance of loyalty to the party". Due to being held so high in praise among both his commanding officers at his Air Wing's level, as well as within his Division, he was allotted the opportunity to meet the Chief of the Luftwaffe in North America; George Lincoln Rockwell, who had visited the base in his former home state of Illinois. During his visit, one of his top Generalmajors on his post had talked him up to Rockwell, as being a dedicated national socialist, as well as a champion of the new ideal Amerikan, and an up and coming leader in the Luftwaffe. Rockwell was intrigued, to say the least, feeling he had an eye for that sort of talent and commitment, and no stranger to committing nepotism among people, especially the new younger generation who he knew were both motivated and loyal.

As such, Rockwell met Rumsfeld briefly during this visit in 1955, when Don was still just an aviator and flight instructor in the Luftwaffe, who had begun training an even younger generation of Amerikan Wehrmacht pilots. During their brief exchange, Rockwell had begun to pick up on Rumsfeld's intentions and epitomizing of himself. It was clear the Donald still had grown up in the free American world that so too Rockwell had, but both of the men were quite disenfranchised to the notion of returning to pre-world Great Depression America, and both were seeking higher positions of both power and political influence in the new Reich. Rumsfeld being just 23 at the time was still very intriguing to Rockwell and so he appropriately promoted Rumsfeld to a high post under him in the new Luftwaffe, much to the discredit and disapproval of both men directly under Rockwell and men more local such as the Generalmajor himself, who had first introduced the idea of the dialogue between Rumsfeld and Rockwell. Nonetheless, Rumsfeld moved on to become one of Rockwell's chief secretaries under him as he continued his prominence as Chief of the Luftwaffe in America.

In 1957, Rockwell was promoted to Reichsfuhrer and, Don, was not far behind. Rockwell had kept him in the back of his mind and appointed him as one of his many chief counselors and advisors of undeclared department in nature. It was in 1957 also, in the same year that Rumsfeld met his future wife Charlotte Curtis; an up and coming journalist and correspondent within the Reich Ministry of Information as well as having worked and continued to contribute to the Reich Ministry of Propaganda. The romantic connection doubled for Rumsfeld in a political manner, as it gave him new insight into the Reich Ministry of Propaganda and more specifically an ear closer to Kenneth Hatfield than he was at the time.

In 1959, when General Omar Bradley, who had moved on from his position as Chief of the American Oberkommando der Amerika and stepped into the role of American Reich Minister of Defense, one step up and direct advisor to the Reichsfuhrer, was suspected of insubordination. The American Reich Bureau of Investigation, headed by J. Edgar Hoover, had surveyed Bradley extensively as they had suspected him of becoming subversive to the Reich. When Hoover brought the evidence to Rockwell, he wasted little time than to remove Bradley, who had been a rival to Rockwell and a threat to his continued stability atop his new throne on top. In doing so, Bradley was sent to "Germany" to be "re-educated". His true fate is unknown. As for Rockwell, with a new seat to fill and hesitant to promote another general from the American Heer, an admiral from the Kriegsmarine, or even one of his closest confidants from his days in the Luftwaffe, Rockwell saw an opportunity to keep at least one of the offices of his cabinet under him free from scrutiny. As the days grew with him in high office, he continued to become ever-increasingly suspicious of his underlings, pitting them against each other to avoid them plotting to overthrow him together. With Rumsfeld added to the fray, he had an ally who he knew was fiercely loyal, deceptive, charismatic, but also that would be able to effectively stir the pot, both for him as his superior, and freely as it was his nature. Rumsfeld was a politician by nature, who truly belonged in an era that had sense passed; the business aspect of free American politics. Now, he could turn Rumsfeld from what would have been a strategic and intrinsic democratic politician, into a strong ally in the privy that was Reich politics.

The year being 1961, Rumsfeld has three children with Charlotte, and his position within the upper levels of the Reich is no more important than now. As the seeds for rebellion continue to be planted by the mysterious "Control" that the rumor mills have sprouted from within the ranks of both the S.S, Gestapo and also the ARBI, which serves basically as America's equivalent to the S.D and the Reich Main Security Office under Heydrich, Rumsfeld's importance as the chief of the American Wehrmacht under Rockwell is ever so important. Rumsfeld day-to-day deals with a multitude of factors in his daily life socially and internally. He navigates the stage of politics as part of Rockwell's cabinet well, playing privy to gossip and never "showing his hand" shall he say, to his adversaries, rivals, or opponents from within the upper levels of the Reich's government. So too, does he daily deal with the frustrations and inner guilt of knowing he somewhat discarded his love of the American dream and free world politics for the opportunity to have such power and influence at such a young age, and with that in mind, it ultimately psychologically affects him especially in times when having to make tough calls or plot blows to his adversaries or enemies that he knows could have lethal reparations.

Rumsfeld has slowly dove down the rabbit hole of becoming truly twisted in nature, but his inner purity and morality as a Christian have become to eat away at him, even as such a young man. His eyes, at the rank which he holds now, have allowed him to view the uppermost levels of classified documents. However, his general sense of not wanting to truly know the truth when it comes to regarding some of the rumors of the "Final Solution" and other things have swayed him from reviewing much of the official classified writings of most of the information held within them. He has instead decided to sideline his interest in reading them up to this moment, preferring to skim and salvage bits and pieces, in some effort of being able to say "I didn't know". In his eyes, he daily deals with the inner psychiatric circus that creates such clutter in his head; dealing back and forth with trying to unravel and hold himself accountable for the regime in which he's working, but then also approving of certain misdoings especially those which incorporate dealing blows politically to Rockwell's opponents under him. He's torn between feeling guilt objectively for standing for and supporting a regime which has such high scrutiny and has rumored to have committed such atrocities, and aiding his life mentor and indulging in the political savagery that has been incorporated into this new fascist hierarchy, all the while remembering how abysmal life was prior to the occupation and rise of the Reich. While despite not growing up in a malnourished or exactly poor family, as evidenced in previous disclosures, his family did hit rough patches of economic income, especially when his father had gone off to fight in the Pacific Theater before America's official, and albeit extremely short entrance and exit into the Second Great War.

With this in mind, Rumsfeld internally deals with debating on whether that he's aiding with this new fascist government is truly moral and wholesome, but also trying to wrap around if at least in this system, the sense of patriotism towards the new Amerika is at least functioning in a better standing than it was under the former free regime. Rumsfeld's youth as well contributes highly to him constantly challenging himself and balancing out from being interested in his meddling in politics, and his own moral compass when thinking of the atrocities and horrors he's heard rumors of occurring, especially since, up to this point, most of any of those even remotely happening were never even known to him at level he used to coincide with within the Reich; in both his teen years and his college days. So true, does he question almost everything at this point, and rely mainly on his own intuition, his lust for power and political control, and his diluted and distorted view and context of American, and now reformed "Amerikan" patriotism.

[Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States]

A placeholder app for a southern land owner. This character will serve mostly to shine a light on the absolutely horrific situation in the American South, as well as KKK collaboration.

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: James
Have you read the OP in its entirety?: Aye
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: James Strom Thurmond
Age: 59
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian, with English and Germanic ancestry
Appearance:

Residence: Main residence at Edgefield, South Carolina, with a large estate in New Jersey, just outside NYC.
Occupation: Landowner, desputised as Camp Inspector for the Carolinas, Grand Dragon of the Knights of the KKK
Family: Spouse Jean Crouch, recently deceased. Daughter Essie Mae Washington-Williams, born out of wedlock with a black servant of his parental household (secret). No further issue.
Religion: Reich Church, White Knights denomination

PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear: That the Nazis somehow find out about his black daughter (who fled to San Fransisco in '49), and about the underground railroad for Jewish refugees he has been maintaining.
Most intimate ambition: At this point, survival, and that he may, at once, be forgiven by the Almighty God for what he has been a part of.
Loyalty: KKK, the American Reich
Three defining traits: James Strom Thurmond is a man who has to keep up appearances, but who has been utterly defeated by the past fifteen years. He is partially proud of what he has achieved, but looking back, is he bears shame of what he has been a part of. He is caring for friends, but ever-more secluded in his Carolina estate. Although he has been active in local southern politics, he has only taken an interest into national politics as of late. Officially that is because his task in the South is almost done, but in reality it is because he hopes he can use his influence to at least humanise the Nazi regime somewhat.

BIOGRAPHY
Until 1947, basically the same, apart from his involvement in WWII.

James Strom Thurmond was governor of South Carolina when the Nazi menace destroyed Washington DC, and the Wehrmacht invaded the United States. General Patton basically assumed control of what was left of the government afterwards, as some kind of Generalissimo. However, his forces concentrated around New England, and left the Atlantic south rather undefended, as it was thought the Kriegsmarine could not reach so far along the US coast without defeating the US navy, a feat thought impossible. Of course, the Patton Strategy, as it often did, failed to account for the true power of a navy, in this case, the combined French and Royal navies, which now flew the eagle banner. When the Bismarck and Hitler (formally known as HMS Hood) sailed into Charleston harbour, the only thing left to do for governor Strom Thurmond was to surrender with favourable terms, with him being allowed to maintain his position as temporary governor of the newly-conquered territories. Strom Thurmond hoped that by collaborating, he would be able to achieve some kind of benefit the Carolinians under his care.

While nominally under the Reichskommisariat Süd, the Wehrmacht governed South Carolina via the old State structure, be it with a lot less democratic input. The State Legislature was functionally abolished, and even after ceremonial elections filled with only Nazi stooges; many of whom former KKK, an organisation the Nazis banned at first. After final victory was achieved in '47, the Reichskommissariat was slowly transformed to more civilian government, with South Carolina being the shining example for much of Dixieland. At first, Strom Thurmond was pleased to work with the German occupier, who seemed much more inclined to his way of thinking than the federal government had been. He was ordered to implement segregation to its fullest extent, and to fully separate the white population from all 'pollutants'. This Strom Thurmond did with a vigour, especially with regards to the black population. He rescinded most workplace protections for black Americans and began busting unions, especially those who had historically protected African Americans. On Jews he was more lenient, although his actions were still abhorrent. Following the ordinances, waves of racist violence descended on the South in 1950, with massive lynchings as a result. This was the first time Strom Thurmond began second-guessing his decision to throw in his lot with the Nazi occupiers, and in 1951, he started his underground railway to get Jewish Americans out of the country. However, for black people, he had no such regard; only for his daughter did he make an exception.

As the Nazis strengthened their position, and Rockwell rose to power, the demands of the occupation government became less and less lenient. After strict segregation, now black people were barred from many jobs. They were only allowed to do menial labour, and only labour for which no white workers could be found. As agricultural implements were confiscated for other production programs, many new badly paid agricultural jobs were 'created'. Especially in the cotton and peach industries. Since India had fallen to the Japanese, the Germans became more and more reliant on American cotton, which was extracted under inhumane conditions. After black partisan groups popped up, the Nazi government charged Strom Thurmond with finding a solution. He segregated the African-American community in their own neighbourhoods. Ghettos, in every sense of the word. In order to combat partisan activity, increase loyalty to the government, and to guard the new ghettos, Strom Thurmond recreated a new KKK, heavily regimented and based off the German SS. While the real SS allowed no competitor, the KKK was more of a civilian police force, though armed with their own weapons. Most of these people were volunteers, and just got a kick out of inflicting tremendous suffering on their fellow human beings. The money was good too; Strom Thurmond saw that as a way of siphoning some German money to American families who needed it most. Again, he was trying to find loopholes through which he could help white American families. The Nazis often made clear that, if he didn't do it, they would find someone who would, and Strom Thurmond could imagine what that kind of person could inflict.

Of course, in reality, the Nazis were never going to do to white Americans what they had done to Jews or black Americans. There was no need for it; wartime propaganda had pictured Germans as cruel and vicious, intent on harm and pain for the sake of itself. However, behind that cruelty was always some calculated motive of power, and in the US, the white Americans were the power base. The Nazis would help these white Americans at the expense of black Americans, just as Thurmond had been doing before the occupation. Thurmond was picturing himself as some subversive hero, while as a matter of fact, he was being fooled into easy compliance by a regime that was going to replace him some day anyway.

After the segregation into ghettos, violence decreased, and the KKK ranks swelled. Less and less SS personell was to be found south of the Mason-Dickson line, as the US south began patrolling itself. THe highest positions were still in Nazi hands, and there were informers everywhere, but these people needed very little convincing to turn on their fellow man. The ghettos in the SOuth would deteriorate fast, though. No access to hot water and medicine meant disease outbreaks were common, and despite the high walls and the daily marches to work, these diseases were spreading beyond the confines of the ghetto. Even worse, as long as there were black, human faces, white city dwellers could identify themselves with these people, and the number of charitable institutions for their welfare grew, as did the silent, hushed calls for a more humane treatment. An anonymous petition was sent to the Rockwell government to ask for leniency, which Rockwell sent straight to Strom Thurmond with the simple request that 'something be done about this situation'.

Thus, in 1955, the ghettos were emptied into the camps that had been constructed throughout the South. There were three kinds, following the Southern Plan that the combined governors, under Strom Thurmond's chairmanship, had concocted. The holding camps would provide temporary housing outside the city. From those holding camps, populations would be moved on to work camps. These work camps were enormous complexes centered around some form of labour, be it agricultural, heavy industrial or mining and logging. Those who could work were put to use. Those who could not would be sent onto Camps; miscellaneous, as they were called. These differed in size and operation, but the destruction of every kind of minority population as well as political dissidents, was their main objective, whether through starvation of meaningless work, or the gas chamber.

In 1957, Strom Turmond visited one of the miscellaneous camps for the first time. He was utterly horrified by what he saw there. This camp used a combination of hard labour, incredibly strict discipline, and the gas chamber in order to destroy as many people as they could. The hard labour consisted of digging the mass graves that were required; after every batch of people, those who worked the furnaces would be executed as well, so that every few weeks, the last traces were vanished. Even as there was no other power on earth to stop them, they still knew what they did was so utterly reprehensible, that they had to hide the evidence from themselves.

Strom Thurmond would not recover, mentally. A week later, he offered his resignation, only to be replaced by some KKK goon of high loyalty. He himself moved on to govern the system of working camps. Even now, he thought that he could still do something for his people, perhaps even for the black Americans. If he could show their hard work, he thought, maybe the government would allow them to live. If he could just show their value... Missing the fact that, as human beings, they had inherent value. But still clinging to racist ideology, even then, Strom Thurmond set about his foolhardy mission, which he is still on today, the year of our lord 1961. His faith in his ability and the government has deminished, but he is no rebel. There is very little he can do from his position, and he knows it, but he is also not willing to openly go against the government. After all, that would cost him his life, or at the very least his standing. And so far, Strom Thurmond is not willing to go. He just hopes that, after sin, he can at least contribute in the building of the white christian nation he has always envisioned, even if its birth were steeped in the blood of millions of innocents.

[Reverend Norv]

Just to be clear: CONTROL is never "all for wandering the streets and shooting up some cops." The Resistance uses targeted killings of everyday Reich bureaucrats, police officers, soldiers, etc. to hamstring the regime: if people are too scared to show up for work, the work does not get done. But those are targeted killings: you identify a low-level target, monitor their movements, plan an attack, and then execute it as efficiently and deliberately as possible. You never just wander the streets with a gun looking for cops to shoot; in an effective police state with checkpoints and patrols, that's suicide, not resistance. Even the smallest operation requires surveillance, preplanning, and caution.

[Sarderia]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Sarderia
Roleplay Sample: To Boldly Go (most recent)
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Ja.

REICHSSICHERHEITSHAUPTAMT - Reich Main Security Office
Personnel Document

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PERSONAL INFORMATION

Name: HOOVER, John Edgar
Age: 66
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Normal
Ethnicity: Aryan, Pure (ancestry: Anglo-Saxon/Swiss-German)
Residence:

• private: 1285 Edgewood Lane, Bridgehampton, Suffolk County, New York
• official: 502 Park Avenue, Manhattan, New York City

Occupation: Obergruppenführer-SS; Head of the Reichssicherheitshauptamt (Reich Main Security Office), Chief of the Kriminalpolizei (KriPo) and Geheimestatspolizei (Gestapo)
Family:

• Gerda Hoover (née Hofmann) b. 1914 m. 1950 (wife)

Religion: Positive Christianity (Reich Church)

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KLASSIFIZIERT - CLASSIFIED
Refer to the Obergruppenführer-SS of the RSHA to access this section.

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PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION

Greatest fear:

• "I hid so much things from the Reich... from Rockwell, Hattfield, Waldburg, and others. Were I to be uncovered, they would absolutely label me a degenerate, and I would be stuffed inside one of those metal trains all the way to the camp. But they do not know, they would never know. It is my job to ensure myself to never fail, to always be a thousand steps ahead of Rockwell and his goons, Control and his rebellious rabble, and to ensure my position stays secure."

Most intimate ambition:

• "Ambition...? I am not a man of ambitions. That question should be better directed to someone like Waldburg, Rumsfeld, or Hughes, such opportunists that they are. The only ambition that I have in mind, is striving to serve my country as best as possible."

Loyalty:

• "As a patriotic American, my loyalty lies with my country, in whatever form it might be."

Three defining traits:

• "I have employed both terror and hospitality in my occupation. There are two ways you can make people obey your commands; through love, or through fear. Both required the same amount of dedication, to make it work. As such, most have called me a particularly charismatic person.
• "I am proficient in close-range combat, courtesy of paramilitary training after the Federal Bureau of Investigation was absorbed into the Reichssicherheitshauptamt.

Personality: None.

BIOGRAPHY

Writing in progress...

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Obergruppenführer-SS Hoover, photographed in the 1959 American National Socialist Party Congress (coloured)

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: St George Territory
Roleplay Sample: As France
Have you read the OP in its entirety? yes
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: "The name's Patrick FitzGerald, now who's asking?"
Age: "Soon to be thirty-eight, Jesus, where did the years go?"
Sex: "Male, last time I checked."
Sexual Orientation: "I enjoy the company of my wife."
Ethnicity: "From the emerald isle of Ireland."
Appearance: "Not the tallest feller, believe me, it helps though in my line of work. I like to keep a clean face as well. An affordable suit, all too non-descript; very 'incognito', friend. Dark hair, not much else to say on that."
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Residence: "Born over in Ireland, came over to New York City, or formerly, as the bastards like to call in know, anyway, on to Boston where I caused quite a ruckus, me and the boys, and we found it to be a wee bit too dangerous with ol' Adolf hanging about, so we scurried on West."
Occupation: "I find that it is most profitable in this new land of opportunity to be a man who can acquire items, and move persons, smugglings just good business."
Family: "Me wife Mary, and the five little rascals."
Religion: "A Roman Catholic till the day I die."
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? "'Spose getting caught by those Gestapo buggers, never know what sick, twisted things they'll do to a man trying to make a buck."
Most intimate ambition? "For all this to end up being one big joke, so I can return to Boston and work in a more honest profession"
Loyalty? "If the money is right, I can get you just about anything, or take you just about anywhere."
Three defining traits: "The Wife says I can be a bit hot headed at times, and so what if I enjoy a drink now and again? At the end of the day, I like what I do and I'm perfectly contempt with it."
Personality: Any other quirks yet to be mentioned.
BIOGRAPHY
"Born in Cork, Ireland. I was baptised at the Cathedral of St. Mary and St. Anne, I suppose I was a bit of a rabble-rouser as a boy, more than most, spending enough time getting into fights, 'acting the maggot', it wasn't an easy life, my Father was a quiet man, but a Republican through and through, suffered terribly for that, and my Mother was a Saint, a shame it didn't rub off none on me. I had a pal; Riley, him and I come up with a plan to strike it big in America, economy was shite and all that, tough for a man to make an honest dollar over there, but easy enough to make a dishonest over the pond."

"So we make our way over to New York, all well, lazy feller doin' the paperwork gives it one look and lets me in, mixed blessin's I suppose. We meet up with one of Riley's friends in Boston, and the money was decent, not as much as was promised, the idiot thought we were going to be runnin' booze or something of the sorts, I won't get too angry with him, as I did meet my darling Mary there, prettiest girl I've ever seen on both sides of the water. We got married quick, but even quicker than that, we had our little blessings, and I found myself in trouble with the law, Riley got shot by some Mick and I ended up in prison, Concord Penn., was going to be there for a while, deserved most likely, but the war wasn't going to well, and when the Krauts found there way over here we found our exit, well, some did, and some ended up dead."

"High-tailed it to Boston, picked up my Wife and the kids, and made a plan with the gang, West we went and started our new operation, smuggling; weapons, booze, cigarettes, counterfeit currency, as well as moving folks, its lucrative if you don't get caught, you won't like what ends up happening then, believe me."

Cool concept, needs to be enfleshed though. You missed the personality field and the biography should be expanded to cover the nitty-gritty mechanics of his operation and his dealings, if any, with the NYC resistance.

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Preferred NS Name: Sriker
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Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes

GENERAL INFORMATION
Name:
Age:
Sex:
Sexual Orientation:
Ethnicity:
Appearance: Henry is around 6’2 with black hair in a buzz cut hairstyle and he has brown eyes. His build can be described as Muscular and he is normally seen wearing old US military fatigues, Henry is also on the lighter side meaning he is normally seen as just another white man by most individuals.
Residence:
Occupation:
Family: Father-Henry Washington, Age 57, currently in the Neutral Zone assisting the Resistance.
Mother-Laura Washington, Currently in the Neutral Zone living with her Husband.
Older Brother- Connor Washington, age 30, currently involved in the Midwestern Resistance movement, exact location unknown.
Religion:
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear?
Most intimate ambition?
Loyalty?
Three defining traits:
Personality: Henry is a kind, optimistic, and skilled man, while to his comrades he seems like an intelligent gentle giant but to the Reich he is a cunning and tactical killing machine known for organizing effective raids, assassinations, and acts of sabotage and for being able to operate on the ground himself while commanding. The fact that he has killed many men of the Reich helped Henry gain the moniker of the “Duelist” for his abilities in the field.

BIOGRAPHY
Henry was born on July 7th, 1935 in Boston, Massachusetts. His father was enlisted in the state National Guard and his mother worked as a nurse in a local hospital. Henry’s early childhood was almost as average as the usual American child except from the times his family was discriminated against but the family was tough and handled the hate, but this all changed in 1945 with the Invasion of the United States by the Reich.

When the Reich invaded, Henry’s father and the National Guard were told to fight with all of their might, but before he went off to the front, Henry’s father sent his family to Ohio to wait the war over, but despite his father’s wishes, the war wasn’t one America could win. For two years Henry senior fought the Hun while his family waited in Ohio but disaster struck. At the last stand in Cincinnati, the family reunited and Henry’s father decided to pull back to the Rockies with his family but on their way to escape, the family was separated and when they reached the evacuation trucks, Henry’s brother Connor was nowhere to be seen. Despite the tragedy of losing his brother, the family made it to the Neutral Zone and began a new life, Henry’s father assisted the Resistance’s operations in the Neutral Zone as his own way of seeking redemption for his son, while Henry’s mother stayed at home praying almost daily for the return of her son, but Henry griefed in his own way. At the age of 12, Henry began to train with the remaining Rebel American Army, despite many seeing training a child as immoral Henry senior’s influence in the RAA allowed for his son to train with little outcry.

In 1952, Henry received a letter from his brother, who despite his entire family thinking he was dead was actually fighting with the ALF in Michigan and after all the years he was fighting in the Great Lakes only just at that point discovered that the rest of his family lived. Henry brought the news to his parents and the family was finally free from the sadness and guilt they felt for Connor’s supposed death, but after receiving the letter Henry began to try and convince his parents to allow him to join in the fight against the Reich, but even after days of arguing his Parents wouldn’t budge but this didn’t matter much to Henry.

A few weeks after his argument with his parents, Henry, despite his parents objections, joined a group of Resistance guerillas moving across the border into Texas. Upon the group’s arrival in Texas there first mission was establishing contact with the Dallas Resistance and from there they were to missions to complete, but on their way to Dallas the group encountered a small border patrol outpost and decided that it would be their first target in the state. After scouting for awhile the group moved in, slowly and stealthily killing the outpost’s small garrison, as they group entered the building they found a small barracks and decided that killing the sleeping men is the easiest thing to do, Henry walked up to one of the sleeping men and stabbed him in the heart while covering his face with a pillow, this is where Henry killed his first man. After that the group arrived in Dallas and began to establish themselves with the local Resistance, Henry had been given a role as one of the cell’s hitmen who would be sent to assassinate officials in the Reich and any other collaborators. Henry’s first killing to catch the public’s eye was the assassination of Generalmajor Bull Connor in 1954, the Generalmajor had been leading a series of hard hitting crackdowns on Southern Resistances and a opportunity finally arised for the Resistance to take him out of the playing field, the chance was at the opening of a museum in Austin dedicated to the history of the Aryan, and while security was high it was the best chance the Resistance had to kill the bastard. On the day of the opening Henry and two other operatives were sent into the opening wearing cloaks of the Klu Klux Klan as disguises, the only weapons they had managed to get in were some knifes and a single piano wire, the men tried to find a opportune time to kill the Generalmajor with and maintain their covers. Halfway through the event, Connor walked onto stage and gave a short speech about the superiority of the Aryan over the “Undesirables” and false claims that all Southern Resistance was crush, after this the General went to a restroom and Henry saw his chance, as he entered the restroom he walked past the guard near the door and entered inside he found the Generalmajor who was finishing up, Henry started a conversation praising Connor’s speech, the Generalmajor thanked Henry then went to wash his hands but as he did, Henry came from behind and choked him with the wire and after a minute, the Generalmajor was dead on the ground. Henry left the restroom and shortly after the General’s guard entered the room and yelled out for security.

Henry and his fellow assassins all managed to escape the scene that day, Henry would move around in the South for a few more years until 1957, when he was sent up to Virginia by the ALF to assist the state’s Resistance and he would do his work proudly assisting in anything from armory raids to assassinations, in Virginia Henry would gain his moniker. Henry was sent to scout out a possible location for an arms deal, Henry was stopped by a group of four off duty SS men and after talking the men, they attempted to try and arrest Henry which resulted in him quickly shooting three of the men and injuring the third, Henry spared the man and canceled the deal but on that day Henry gained his new name, the Duelist. Virginia wasn't all great for the resistance and Henry would taste many defeats, ranging from an arms trade being busted all the to the location of a cell being found, but the way the Reich found out was a secret to the Resistance. When this happened Henry was tasked with finding the possible rat and get rid of them, during his investigation of possible spies Henry even had to investigate many people he saw as comrades and friends, and to his worst fear one of the friends he made turned out to be the rat. Henry still put an end to his friend, but since that day Henry began to fear getting to close to people, and while still being kind he started to treat his fellow Resistance members like co-workers unlike how he treated them before he killed the Rat. After three years in Virginia, Henry was moved to Ohio, where once he arrived he managed to meet his brother for the first time in years but the visit was a short lived one for Henry had to move on to his new assignment. Henry was assigned to the Big Apple, the Nest of the American Reich, and home of many of the filthy collaborators. When Henry arrived in New York he was quite shocked at the effectiveness and organization of the Resistance, because despite being right in the heart of the Reich, they continued to fight on. While it has been a year since he arrived in New York, Henry has managed to make a name for himself with the local fighters, but what has grabbed Henry’s interest is the mysterious leader of the Resistance, whoever it is Henry has gained an almost concerning obsession with one day meeting the man at the lead.

I edited it a bit

I don't think you really addressed my concerns with the concept. If you're set on Henry being a legendary killing machine, then I will need you to expand the backstory to cover how he gained and honed his skills. His training with the RAA and the missions you've detailed are points but there needs to be a through-line connecting them.

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Preferred NS Name: Vak
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Have you read the OP in its entirety? Several times over, currently reading it again as I complete this application to ensure my historical accuracy and detail and parallel with the canon is perfect.
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Donald Henry Rumsfeld, gained the nickname "Rummy" in the American Luftwaffe
Age: Twenty-Eight
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: White/Caucasian. Rumsfeld's father came from a German family that had emigrated to America in the 1870s from Weyhe in Lower Saxony. Growing up Donald was always described as looking like a "tough German" in his youth and earlier years, prior to the invasion and occupation of the United States prior to the formation of the American Reich.
Appearance: Coming in at 1.71 meters (5'7") and 88.4 kilograms (195 pounds), he was extremely well built for his age growing up in the later years of school. Being the Captain of the Wrestling Team in his High School, he kept his well maintained physique with him after both attending Princeton University (Renamed College of New Oldenburg when New Jersey and some of its surrounding area were reconfigured into the province of New Oldenburg in the Reich) as well as his entrance into the American Luftwaffe in 1954. Since then, Rummy keeps himself in decent shape under the circumstances, and the stress he endures on a daily basis in his position at such a young age costs him being able to put on any noticeable weight from slacking off.

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Residence: Rumsfeld, like many of the upper elite under Rockwell, fashions himself his own private residence on Long Island, where many of both the party elite and military leaders in the Wermacht, especially the Heer have laid their heads. It makes the location especially strategic, both for Rumsfeld to be a quick trip away from his subordinates, as well as intricately placed alongside those within the party which would look to overtake him.
Occupation: Minister of Defense for the American Reich
Family: (m. 1957 to Charlotte Curtis, a prominent journalist and propogandist in the American Reich under Kenneth Jack Hatfield as well as the Minister of Information for the American Reich. The two have three children; Donald Nicholas Rumsfeld, Johanna Valerie Rumsfeld, and George Maximilian Rumsfeld. Rumsfeld's mother Jeanette Kearsley, and father George Donald Rumsfeld are both still alive and reside in Winnetka, Illinois, where Rumsfeld grew up.
Religion: Rumsfeld was an avid member of the Congregational Church through his parents when they lived in Winnetka, pre-invasion and collapse the United States. As such, he is an active member in services conducted by the Christian Church of the Nazi Party of the American Reich.
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? Quite frankly, Rumsfeld's greatest fear since his allowance of being able to rise as high as he has in his short life would be losing his influence and his office, among outright being killed off by either Rockwell or one of his competitors. He navigates a careful line. As Minister of Defense, he has a significant amount of power and leverage over any enemies that would see to it to dispose Rockwell, as even with a coup of sorts, Rumsfeld would still has oversight of the military and could position them to strike at any time and impose against Rockwell's successor. Point blankly, Rumsfeld's greatest fear is someone who is truly able to get the better of him, something he does not see much of, as he compares his ability to play privy in the politics of the Reich to playing a game of cards, never show them, and always act like you've got a better hand than what you've actually got.
Most intimate ambition? Rumsfeld would love to see the desk of the Reichsfuhrer from a sitting position one day. Instead he continues to preside over either shoulder of Rockwell when reviewing military intelligence, alas also sitting across from it when conducting sit downs with the charming Reichsfuhrer himself. Despite this, Rumsfeld's ambitions mostly stem from a need and want to navigate the politics of the party in which is a member, and his only true intention is to maintain that he always stays on the good side of Rockwell, as he is one of Rumsfeld's oldest mentors to date. Rummy's chief ambition is to eliminate any traces of quivering loyalty to Rockwell from within his office and the party.
Loyalty? Rumsfeld experienced, up to age twelve, what a free America was. However, this was an America without the emergence of a New Deal. Despite the fact Rumsfeld's family was in no way in the Lower Class or lower tax bracket, as his father was an Pilot for Pan American World Airways, America during a continued Great Depression throughout the 1930s and 1940s had especially created criticism amongst both young Rumsfeld and his father especially. Therefore, despite being one of the few younger men of his generation to actually experience and remember a Democratic America, Rumsfeld is fiercely loyal to Rockwell, and the current administration and power structure in place in the American Reich. His loyalty lies with Rockwell, and also of his allies within Rockwell's Cabinet. Anyone he determines is in the way of his or his former mentor's agenda, it's X marks the spot for them.
Three defining traits: Charisma, Rumsfeld is deceptively good at using his charm, avid social cues and understanding of the social intellectual to be able to break personal barriers with even his most hated enemies and gain their trust. His charming whit allows him to, as previously described, metaphorically infiltrate and then slice at his enemies like an expert with a butterfly knife. Therefore he so too can be described as cunning, always able to plot the best course of action for both his own personal gains and those around him. Lastly he is extremely intelligent and able to both manage complex issues from within his own department in the War Ministry, but also very savvy when trying to influence and stick his hand into matters involving both the S.S, Gestapo as well as rival members of Rockwell's Cabinet.
Personality: A man of few words, his Chief Assistant is a man of fewer. Rumsfeld is gifted tactically in the art of political science and is an astute learner in navigating the dog-eat-dog world of the American Reich. Rumsfeld is s mysterious and secretive figure from within Rockwell's Cabinet and he can be described as unbecoming by some of the other members of Rockwell's inner circle and cabinet. However, his history with Rockwell both in the American Luftwaffe and under Rockwell as part of his counsel early on in his administration before being promoted to Minister of Defense. Rumsfeld is ultimately loyal to Rockwell and will do whatever it takes as Rockwell's position in power almost guarantees both Rumsfeld's position in power, as well as Rumsfeld's ability to cross the line in both S.S and Gestapo as well as other Departments within the Cabinet, without ever truly being in the wrong with the Reichsfuhrer.

BIOGRAPHY
-----Donald Henry Rumsfeld was born to Jeannette Kearsley and George Donald Rumsfeld on July 9th, 1932 in Chicago Illinois. Rumsfeld grew up in pre-war America, where despite the substantial economic disadvantages to some, the Rumsfelds were at least somewhat well-off. His father flew for Pan American World Airways, and his mother worked part time as an assistant to a large Hedge fund manager. Rumsfeld from a very early age, learned that his family wasn't necessarily equivalent to those of his classmates in the early years of growing up. Donald always had the nicest, newest clothes, shoes and toys, comparably to the other kids. Even with the Great Depression, his family was in a good spot in the early days. Despite this, he learned from both eavesdropping on conversations between his father and mother, as well as his father and his father's friends, that the current America had no upward trajectory. When Donald was just entering the third grade was when Adolf Hitler and Nazi Germany officially began WWII when Germany invaded Poland. Around that same year, Donald and his family moved from Chicago to Winnetka, Illinois.

When the Japanese dropped bombs on the United States in Pearl Harbor, his father went off to join the Navy. The fact his father put aside his own economic and personal dreams to fight for his country. Rumsfeld from an early age developed a deep sense of patriotism, especially with this moment, which is what motivated him into the world of politics. Rumsfeld was an incredibly gifted and natural student, even from an early age, and he did exceptionally well in school. His mother suffered heavily from bills and trying to manage a household and support both Donald and his brother Albert.

By the time Donald was a teenager, in 1945, the United States was on the brink of war with both Germany and Japan. Although America's war with the Japanese had already technically begun with the absolute defeat of the majority of the American Navy, including its Carrier battle groups, at Pearl Harbor, the status-quo standoff between the United States and Japan in the Pacific Theater was thwarted when Hitler dropped a Heiseinberg Device on Washington D.C, annihilating most of the senior leadership, as well as the President, the White House and the Legislative of the United States. With an impending state of emergency looming for the entirety of America, General George Patton surrendered to Erwin Rommel, almost suddenly ending the U.S-German war before it started. Hitler and the Reich brought with them an axis occupation effort, but robust and determined Generals like Dwight D. Eisenhower gathered and motivated young and middle aged patriots of the former American military and the civilian populace to fight the good fight to ensure peace and democracy for the nation. At the time, Don's father had been caught in a crossroad. He had been offered a favorable position from within the Reich, a lead man for the new American Reich's Department of Transportation and sub-department for civilian aviation, as an airport administrator and party executive for the new state-run "Klaus A. Schmidt International Airport" (O'Hare International Airport) which had been sluggishly opened and administered by the previous Chicago State government under the U.S in 1944. Rumsfeld accepted this appointment, abandoning his Navy rank of Captain to serve under the Reich.

Up to this point Rumsfeld had already learned the efforts of hard work, having served at least a dozen part-time jobs from paperboy to gardener to an on-hand helper for construction jobs, all of which his mother had worried for him to be doing at such a young age with his father gone, but needed the money for the household. Rumsfeld was thirteen when the bombs dropped in Washington, and had been vividly studying political science and the democratic process in intermediate school, prior to the American Reich's overhaul and censorship of the U.S education system. The entire concept of the Democratic process now in the past in Rumsfeld's mind, he continued to learn of the American political system, but with the indoctrinated evils the Nazis had entering into the educational curriculum, casting out men like George Washington and Abraham Lincoln to be evil, and "political traitors to the true dream of equality filled with empty promises and lies to further themselves in government". With his mind literally in shambles questioning everything he had learned, Rumsfeld continued to exceed in school but he started to question less and less his new teachings, only further understanding the concept of "Fuhrerprinzip" which affirmatively verified that so long as the Fuhrer and Reichsfuhrer were to approve of any political or social function, it must be held high in standard for they are those appointed to be held absolutely responsible for the management of their own respective areas.

Rumsfeld's learnings of "Fuhrerprinzip" continued well into his later secondary school days and then when he attended the College of New Oldenburg, formerly Princeton University in 1950. One of his professors there had openly violated Reich policy, teaching the ideals of the Democratic and Republican parties' stance from the former United States. However, this professor was heavily influenced himself by fascism, and had influenced his students, including Rumsfeld to see that the former balance of powers and "democratic process" were in turn flawed and had needed a facelift so to speak which was why the Germans had "liberated" them from the Great Depression. As well as his educational doings in college, Rumsfeld was an accomplished wrestler and football (soccer) player for New Oldenburg College's wrestling and footall teams.

With a thorough brainwashing having been committed to Rumsfeld, it only worsened when his father continued to believe in the new economic resurgence that was seen at home when he returned from school in New Oldenburg. He still held his principles of patriotism for the old America high on a pedestal, however his mind had been clouded by both his teachings and his father's new stance on fascism, motivated mostly by the success and growth of their household wealth through nepotism, moving into higher and higher brackets and tiers of wealth and the luxuries afforded to them by the party elite and the Reichsleiter of Illinois.

Donald joined the American Luftwaffe in 1954, shortly after graduating from New Oldenburg. Rumsfeld was an accomplished fighter pilot very early on, earning recognition from his superiors and being praised for leadership and obedience not only to the Luftwaffe, but for "abundant confidence and technique in understanding the importance of loyalty to the party". Due to being held so high in praise among both his commanding officers at his Air Wing's level, as well as within his Division, he was allotted the opportunity to meet the Chief of the Luftwaffe in North America; George Lincoln Rockwell, who had visited the base in his former home state of Illinois. During his visit, one of his top Generalmajors on his post had talked him up to Rockwell, as being a dedicated national socialist, as well as a champion of the new ideal Amerikan, and an up and coming leader in the Luftwaffe. Rockwell was intrigued, to say the least, feeling he had an eye for that sort of talent and commitment, and no stranger to committing nepotism among people, especially the new younger generation who he knew were both motivated and loyal.

As such, Rockwell met Rumsfeld briefly during this visit in 1955, when Don was still just an aviator and flight instructor in the Luftwaffe, who had begun training an even younger generation of Amerikan Wehrmacht pilots. During their brief exchange, Rockwell had begun to pick up on Rumsfeld's intentions and epitomizing of himself. It was clear the Donald still had grown up in the free American world that so too Rockwell had, but both of the men were quite disenfranchised to the notion of returning to pre-world Great Depression America, and both were seeking higher positions of both power and political influence in the new Reich. Rumsfeld being just 23 at the time was still very intriguing to Rockwell and so he appropriately promoted Rumsfeld to a high post under him in the new Luftwaffe, much to the discredit and disapproval of both men directly under Rockwell and men more local such as the Generalmajor himself, who had first introduced the idea of the dialogue between Rumsfeld and Rockwell. Nonetheless, Rumsfeld moved on to become one of Rockwell's chief secretaries under him as he continued his prominence as Chief of the Luftwaffe in America.

In 1957, Rockwell was promoted to Reichsfuhrer and, Don, was not far behind. Rockwell had kept him in the back of his mind and appointed him as one of his many chief counselors and advisors of undeclared department in nature. It was in 1957 also, in the same year that Rumsfeld met his future wife Charlotte Curtis; an up and coming journalist and correspondent within the Reich Ministry of Information as well as having worked and continued to contribute to the Reich Ministry of Propaganda. The romantic connection doubled for Rumsfeld in a political manner, as it gave him new insight into the Reich Ministry of Propaganda and more specifically an ear closer to Kenneth Hatfield than he was at the time.

In 1959, when General Omar Bradley, who had moved on from his position as Chief of the American Oberkommando der Amerika and stepped into the role of American Reich Minister of Defense, one step up and direct advisor to the Reichsfuhrer, was suspected of insubordination. The American Reich Bureau of Investigation, headed by J. Edgar Hoover, had surveyed Bradley extensively as they had suspected him of becoming subversive to the Reich. When Hoover brought the evidence to Rockwell, he wasted little time than to remove Bradley, who had been a rival to Rockwell and a threat to his continued stability atop his new throne on top. In doing so, Bradley was sent to "Germany" to be "re-educated". His true fate is unknown. As for Rockwell, with a new seat to fill and hesitant to promote another general from the American Heer, an admiral from the Kriegsmarine, or even one of his closest confidants from his days in the Luftwaffe, Rockwell saw an opportunity to keep at least one of the offices of his cabinet under him free from scrutiny. As the days grew with him in high office, he continued to become ever-increasingly suspicious of his underlings, pitting them against each other to avoid them plotting to overthrow him together. With Rumsfeld added to the fray, he had an ally who he knew was fiercely loyal, deceptive, charismatic, but also that would be able to effectively stir the pot, both for him as his superior, and freely as it was his nature. Rumsfeld was a politician by nature, who truly belonged in an era that had sense passed; the business aspect of free American politics. Now, he could turn Rumsfeld from what would have been a strategic and intrinsic democratic politician, into a strong ally in the privy that was Reich politics.

The year being 1961, Rumsfeld has three children with Charlotte, and his position within the upper levels of the Reich is no more important than now. As the seeds for rebellion continue to be planted by the mysterious "Control" that the rumor mills have sprouted from within the ranks of both the S.S, Gestapo and also the ARBI, which serves basically as America's equivalent to the S.D and the Reich Main Security Office under Heydrich, Rumsfeld's importance as the chief of the American Wehrmacht under Rockwell is ever so important. Rumsfeld day-to-day deals with a multitude of factors in his daily life socially and internally. He navigates the stage of politics as part of Rockwell's cabinet well, playing privy to gossip and never "showing his hand" shall he say, to his adversaries, rivals, or opponents from within the upper levels of the Reich's government. So too, does he daily deal with the frustrations and inner guilt of knowing he somewhat discarded his love of the American dream and free world politics for the opportunity to have such power and influence at such a young age, and with that in mind, it ultimately psychologically affects him especially in times when having to make tough calls or plot blows to his adversaries or enemies that he knows could have lethal reparations.

Rumsfeld has slowly dove down the rabbit hole of becoming truly twisted in nature, but his inner purity and morality as a Christian have become to eat away at him, even as such a young man. His eyes, at the rank which he holds now, have allowed him to view the uppermost levels of classified documents. However, his general sense of not wanting to truly know the truth when it comes to regarding some of the rumors of the "Final Solution" and other things have swayed him from reviewing much of the official classified writings of most of the information held within them. He has instead decided to sideline his interest in reading them up to this moment, preferring to skim and salvage bits and pieces, in some effort of being able to say "I didn't know". In his eyes, he daily deals with the inner psychiatric circus that creates such clutter in his head; dealing back and forth with trying to unravel and hold himself accountable for the regime in which he's working, but then also approving of certain misdoings especially those which incorporate dealing blows politically to Rockwell's opponents under him. He's torn between feeling guilt objectively for standing for and supporting a regime which has such high scrutiny and has rumored to have committed such atrocities, and aiding his life mentor and indulging in the political savagery that has been incorporated into this new fascist hierarchy, all the while remembering how abysmal life was prior to the occupation and rise of the Reich. While despite not growing up in a malnourished or exactly poor family, as evidenced in previous disclosures, his family did hit rough patches of economic income, especially when his father had gone off to fight in the Pacific Theater before America's official, and albeit extremely short entrance and exit into the Second Great War.

With this in mind, Rumsfeld internally deals with debating on whether that he's aiding with this new fascist government is truly moral and wholesome, but also trying to wrap around if at least in this system, the sense of patriotism towards the new Amerika is at least functioning in a better standing than it was under the former free regime. Rumsfeld's youth as well contributes highly to him constantly challenging himself and balancing out from being interested in his meddling in politics, and his own moral compass when thinking of the atrocities and horrors he's heard rumors of occurring, especially since, up to this point, most of any of those even remotely happening were never even known to him at level he used to coincide with within the Reich; in both his teen years and his college days. So true, does he question almost everything at this point, and rely mainly on his own intuition, his lust for power and political control, and his diluted and distorted view and context of American, and now reformed "Amerikan" patriotism.

Accepted.

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/10jX ... sp=sharing

Here's a link to our collaborative lore document!

[Alozia]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/10jXp_0sOex02ZWcldsZ9y9Jujfy-TUUuT5zydNWNu1U/edit?usp=sharing

Here's a link to our collaborative lore document!

okay i wasnt expecting this quality, wow

[The Vaktovian Empire]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/10jXp_0sOex02ZWcldsZ9y9Jujfy-TUUuT5zydNWNu1U/edit?usp=sharing

Here's a link to our collaborative lore document!

Really nice work Capile! Really nice man!

[The Vaktovian Empire]

I was already previously working on a personal novel/ fan-fiction skit for MITCH based on Philip K. Dick taking place at the tail end of the Amazon Prime shoe in Season 4, so I would be happy to contribute my one piece of work I was especially proud of building as part of some of the documents and lore I was creating...

Here is an accurate map based on those that are seen in both the show and in artwork associated with the show, accurately establishing a close-up of sorts for where the border approximately ends.

https://i.ibb.co/2tCwFXV/MITHC-1963-showing-lines-drawn-in.png


EDIT: Also, if we're following MITHC lore canon, Phoenix is actually a city within the territory of the Pacific States of America under the Japanese JPS.

[Alozia]

I was already previously working on a personal novel/ fan-fiction skit for MITCH based on Philip K. Dick taking place at the tail end of the Amazon Prime shoe in Season 4, so I would be happy to contribute my one piece of work I was especially proud of building as part of some of the documents and lore I was creating...

Here is an accurate map based on those that are seen in both the show and in artwork associated with the show, accurately establishing a close-up of sorts for where the border approximately ends.

https://i.ibb.co/2tCwFXV/MITHC-1963-showing-lines-drawn-in.png


EDIT: Also, if we're following MITHC lore canon, Phoenix is actually a city within the territory of the Pacific States of America under the Japanese JPS.

We are not fully following the MITHC lore, it's more of a source of inspiration to us.

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

I was already previously working on a personal novel/ fan-fiction skit for MITCH based on Philip K. Dick taking place at the tail end of the Amazon Prime shoe in Season 4, so I would be happy to contribute my one piece of work I was especially proud of building as part of some of the documents and lore I was creating...

Here is an accurate map based on those that are seen in both the show and in artwork associated with the show, accurately establishing a close-up of sorts for where the border approximately ends.

https://i.ibb.co/2tCwFXV/MITHC-1963-showing-lines-drawn-in.png


EDIT: Also, if we're following MITHC lore canon, Phoenix is actually a city within the territory of the Pacific States of America under the Japanese JPS.

We are not fully following the MITHC lore, it's more of a source of inspiration to us.

Indeed, personally I find the borders from MITHC to be a bit... irrational, though I'm quite happy for your contribution nevertheless!

Here's a map of the administrative divisions of the American Reich. Names are sort of place holders, and it's worth noting that the western border would probably be more of a straight line.

[New Papan]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: New Papan
Roleplay Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=486428&p=38012737&hilit=porter+booth#p38012737 I'll be happy to provide more if necessary, I decided to pick something more recent, albeit brief.
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes.
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: "Ha-ha, you're funny. Oh, you're serious? My name is Cecilia Detter. Just Celie for short, if you're not one for formalities. Sorry, about that, I'm just used to people knowing me before I know them. I must sound terribly stuck up..."
Age: "If you really must know, I just turned thirty-one. And yes, that's the cue for you to tell me you wouldn't have guessed I'm a day over twenty-five."
Sex: "Why don't you have a guess? Oh, this is for the entry form? So sorry! I'm a woman."
Sexual Orientation: "Isn't that topic a little private for a first conversation? Oh right, serious answers. I'm not a degenerate or anything, so you can write down that I fancy men... like any well-functioning person I suppose. Can't say I've tried the alternative..."
Ethnicity: "I'm a pure Deutschblütiger. Do you think I would have made it into Herr Goebbels' wartime films otherwise?"
Appearance:

Character model based on Phyllis Avery

"How I would describe myself? I doubt too many would need a description of my appearance if they were to identify me, but if you insist. I'm not as tall as I appear on screen, I only stand 162 cm tall. Oh, you'd prefer it in feet? Around 5'3" then. My figure has often been complimented for its femininity, and I do my best to stay in shape you know, going on walks and skipping breakfast. My weight? I should know that there's no boundary you're unwilling to cross when interrogating a woman by now. Yesterday I weighed 123 lbs, but I weigh a bit more than that now and then. Satisfied?

Mother always tells me that I have a nice toothy smile, kind blue eyes, rosy cheeks, and a symmetric face. Oh, and the last time I visited her she told me it was painfully obvious that I get my hair done once a week, although I guess I should take that as a compliment. Gosh, it feels terribly odd to describe oneself, so I hope you're happy. You would have gotten more out of this by asking some person on the street.
Residence: "I'm currently staying at a suite at the Waldorf Astoria, but I've been thinking of buying something more permanent. Do you have any advice on where?"
Occupation: "Right, you hadn't heard of me before. I'm only slightly offended. I'm an actress by trade, both theatre and film, and have been since the age of eleven in fact! During my stay here in the American Reich I will be performing in the lead role of the comedic musical Sieben Tage in Prora, and await the international release of the historical drama film Hermannsschlacht, in which I star as Thusnelda, wife of Arminius. If you ask nicely, I might be able to get you some tickets."
Family: "My mother and father live in Essen, and I rarely see them. I have no siblings, a few cousins I do not know, and none of my grandparents are alive."
Religion: "Religion is not something I have dabbled in too much. My parents are Roman Catholics, or now members in the Reich church I suppose. I remember attending church as a small child but have not really given it much thought since."
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? "Now we're getting very personal again. You might look at me, this world-known superstar, and think that all I care about is my fame. That would be wrong to assume. My greatest fear is losing my independence. That is ironic because I have been a part of the moviemaking machine sustaining the desirability of being a hausfrau, and I'm sure most women want to be one. I, however, do not. The freedom I have, to travel across the globe, to have a say in the film productions I participate in, to be economically independent - my life would not be worth living without it."
Most intimate ambition? "As a film star, you get treated differently in different crowds. The average man or woman on the street gives me respect. Always. It's always my acting performance, vocals, and sure, beauty. But from the ranks of the SS, military, and highest Reich leadership? With few exceptions, it shows that they see me as little more than a piece of ass to watch on the screen for an hour and a half. In some years I might not qualify as someone enjoyable to look at, so I ask myself, how will they see me then? I'm gonna work my ass off to make sure that one day, even the most patriarchally inclined SS-officers bow their heads in respect to me! I want them to look at me like Goebbels looks at Riefenstahl."
Loyalty? "My loyalty is to myself, the Reich, and the Führer, in that order. Actually, put the Führer first, then the Reich, and then me. Wouldn't look great on paper."
Three defining traits:
"Most people say that I'm kind-hearted, and I think there's some truth to it! I always thank those serving me at restaurants and hotels, I don't really care if they're half-Aryan or not Aryan at all. You know, if you're looking for someone with strong political opinions, that's not me. But I'm not oblivious you know, and I recognize that this is a harsh world with lots of people fearing for their lives and safety. I wish I could help them in some way, but I really don't know how."

"I guess I wouldn't be an actress if I wasn't so good with words... and tone... and expressions, and so on. Even off-stage, I tend to impress my audiences and always aim to please those I meet, especially when it helps me get my will through. I suppose that means I can be a bit manipulative?"

"I've been called it before, and I hate it, but also guess there's some truth to it. I'm self-absorbed. I think it has a lot to do with my solitary lifestyle and not my fame though. I always sleep alone for example, even if I brought up a lover to my room, and I talk to myself A LOT!"
Personality: "Is there where I mention that I have special rituals for almost everything? It's terrible really. You know white and black tile floors? I can only walk on the black tiles. I ALWAYS eat lunch at 10 pm sharp, and dinner at 6 pm, mostly because of me being an early riser. It get's really tricky sometimes when I'm meeting with important people and cannot eat because it's the wrong time. Anyways, I have these little rules that I must follow, which gets a bit annoying sometimes, but can also be very satisfying when you follow them correctly!
BIOGRAPHY
"I was born in Essen on August 19th, 1929. My father has run a grocery store since 1922 and struggled financially before the Nazi Party came to power, but once they did, our family's income quickly became more stable. As such, I'm very proud to have been brought into this world in such a historic time, as I was able to witness Germany become so much stronger during my youth. As a child, I had few friends and spent most of my time outside of school with my mother, who taught me how to cook and play the piano. I hated the former and loved the latter. In any case, the big turnaround in my life was when my mother brought me to an audition for a propaganda film in 1941. I had never acted before, but made quite an impression on the director, and was cast as the 'pure Aryan girl' being protected by our troops from the Slavic menace. At the time, I knew little about the plot or the nature of the film, but I fell in love with acting, and the films made me a poster girl in all of Germany.

And so school did not matter much more, nor did my peers. I could be dining with famous directors, learn acting techniques from the best actresses, and got singing lessons for free. I'd like to think I served my country during the war, even if it can't be compared to the cruelty of the frontline battles. I made various trips to Russia to perform for Wehrmacht soldiers, and the 1946 film Lottie gave me a new kind of breakthrough - now boys all over Germany wanted to marry me. I didn't mind this type of attention, and in fact, I envied them for having a Cecilia Detter to swoon over. However, I've met many men throughout my life, and a good many of those have been more than just friends of mine, but almost all of them have seen their teen dream girl Lottie and not the accomplished actor I have always wanted to prove myself as. I doubt I'll ever meet someone like that in this world of men.

My career flourished in the post-war period. I did plenty of films, both good and bad, and tried my hands on stage-acting, particularly musical theatre. I proved to be quite good in front of a live audience too. I also got to travel the world, going to Spain, Italy, Africa, the Japanese Empire (where some of my films have been dubbed), South America, and the American Reich. Seeing the world has been eye-opening, as I have witnessed injustices that are unknown to upper-class residents of Berlin's trendiest districts like myself. I'm still a committed National-Socialist, even though I don't exactly care much for politics, but I feel as though our global Reich has flaws beyond the public conversation, making me wonder if there is a better alternative, or perhaps a kinder type of nazism? I have seen kindness in some of the prominent nazis I have had the honor of meeting, and wonder what their true thoughts are.

With nearly twenty-two years of acting experience, I'm increasingly feeling that I'm losing some of my fame to a younger generation - the children of a victorious Germany. They weren't there during the war, starring as child actresses in Herr Goebbels' films like me. They've had it easy. I have no intention of giving in to them, however, and have embarked on an ambitious schedule over the past few years, the foremost success being the comedic musical Sieben Tage in Prora, which I co-wrote and star in. After the success in theatres in Germany, I will now be staying in the American Reich for the coming sixteen months at least, or at least my contract says so. With my fluent English, I'm sure to charm American audiences again.

What was your question again? Oh, well, I think it should be answered by now. Can I enter the American Reich then, mein Herr?"

[The Vaktovian Empire]

Newest rendition of the map, retconning MITHC North America borders and instead replacing with Capile's requested lore borders. Waiting to either switch Iran to an independent entity on the map or keep it consistent.


https://i.ibb.co/2S8L9cP/MITHC-1963-SOt-R.png

[New Decius]

I’m not specifically saying that Generaloberst Weissmann would help the Resistance, overtly that is, but if they were to dig deep enough, they might uncover that he is a closet Anti-Nazi

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: New Papan
Roleplay Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=486428&p=38012737&hilit=porter+booth#p38012737 I'll be happy to provide more if necessary, I decided to pick something more recent, albeit brief.
Have you read the OP in its entirety? Yes.
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: "Ha-ha, you're funny. Oh, you're serious? My name is Cecilia Detter. Just Celie for short, if you're not one for formalities. Sorry, about that, I'm just used to people knowing me before I know them. I must sound terribly stuck up..."
Age: "If you really must know, I just turned thirty-one. And yes, that's the cue for you to tell me you wouldn't have guessed I'm a day over twenty-five."
Sex: "Why don't you have a guess? Oh, this is for the entry form? So sorry! I'm a woman."
Sexual Orientation: "Isn't that topic a little private for a first conversation? Oh right, serious answers. I'm not a degenerate or anything, so you can write down that I fancy men... like any well-functioning person I suppose. Can't say I've tried the alternative..."
Ethnicity: "I'm a pure Deutschblütiger. Do you think I would have made it into Herr Goebbels' wartime films otherwise?"
Appearance:

Character model based on Phyllis Avery (Image)

"How I would describe myself? I doubt too many would need a description of my appearance if they were to identify me, but if you insist. I'm not as tall as I appear on screen, I only stand 162 cm tall. Oh, you'd prefer it in feet? Around 5'3" then. My figure has often been complimented for its femininity, and I do my best to stay in shape you know, going on walks and skipping breakfast. My weight? I should know that there's no boundary you're unwilling to cross when interrogating a woman by now. Yesterday I weighed 123 lbs, but I weigh a bit more than that now and then. Satisfied?

Mother always tells me that I have a nice toothy smile, kind blue eyes, rosy cheeks, and a symmetric face. Oh, and the last time I visited her she told me it was painfully obvious that I get my hair done once a week, although I guess I should take that as a compliment. Gosh, it feels terribly odd to describe oneself, so I hope you're happy. You would have gotten more out of this by asking some person on the street.
Residence: "I'm currently staying at a suite at the Waldorf Astoria, but I've been thinking of buying something more permanent. Do you have any advice on where?"
Occupation: "Right, you hadn't heard of me before. I'm only slightly offended. I'm an actress by trade, both theatre and film, and have been since the age of eleven in fact! During my stay here in the American Reich I will be performing in the lead role of the comedic musical Sieben Tage in Prora, and await the international release of the historical drama film Hermannsschlacht, in which I star as Thusnelda, wife of Arminius. If you ask nicely, I might be able to get you some tickets."
Family: "My mother and father live in Essen, and I rarely see them. I have no siblings, a few cousins I do not know, and none of my grandparents are alive."
Religion: "Religion is not something I have dabbled in too much. My parents are Roman Catholics, or now members in the Reich church I suppose. I remember attending church as a small child but have not really given it much thought since."
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? "Now we're getting very personal again. You might look at me, this world-known superstar, and think that all I care about is my fame. That would be wrong to assume. My greatest fear is losing my independence. That is ironic because I have been a part of the moviemaking machine sustaining the desirability of being a hausfrau, and I'm sure most women want to be one. I, however, do not. The freedom I have, to travel across the globe, to have a say in the film productions I participate in, to be economically independent - my life would not be worth living without it."
Most intimate ambition? "As a film star, you get treated differently in different crowds. The average man or woman on the street gives me respect. Always. It's always my acting performance, vocals, and sure, beauty. But from the ranks of the SS, military, and highest Reich leadership? With few exceptions, it shows that they see me as little more than a piece of ass to watch on the screen for an hour and a half. In some years I might not qualify as someone enjoyable to look at, so I ask myself, how will they see me then? I'm gonna work my ass off to make sure that one day, even the most patriarchally inclined SS-officers bow their heads in respect to me! I want them to look at me like Goebbels looks at Riefenstahl."
Loyalty? "My loyalty is to myself, the Reich, and the Führer, in that order. Actually, put the Führer first, then the Reich, and then me. Wouldn't look great on paper."
Three defining traits:
"Most people say that I'm kind-hearted, and I think there's some truth to it! I always thank those serving me at restaurants and hotels, I don't really care if they're half-Aryan or not Aryan at all. You know, if you're looking for someone with strong political opinions, that's not me. But I'm not oblivious you know, and I recognize that this is a harsh world with lots of people fearing for their lives and safety. I wish I could help them in some way, but I really don't know how."

"I guess I wouldn't be an actress if I wasn't so good with words... and tone... and expressions, and so on. Even off-stage, I tend to impress my audiences and always aim to please those I meet, especially when it helps me get my will through. I suppose that means I can be a bit manipulative?"

"I've been called it before, and I hate it, but also guess there's some truth to it. I'm self-absorbed. I think it has a lot to do with my solitary lifestyle and not my fame though. I always sleep alone for example, even if I brought up a lover to my room, and I talk to myself A LOT!"
Personality: "Is there where I mention that I have special rituals for almost everything? It's terrible really. You know white and black tile floors? I can only walk on the black tiles. I ALWAYS eat lunch at 10 pm sharp, and dinner at 6 pm, mostly because of me being an early riser. It get's really tricky sometimes when I'm meeting with important people and cannot eat because it's the wrong time. Anyways, I have these little rules that I must follow, which gets a bit annoying sometimes, but can also be very satisfying when you follow them correctly!
BIOGRAPHY
"I was born in Essen on August 19th, 1929. My father has run a grocery store since 1922 and struggled financially before the Nazi Party came to power, but once they did, our family's income quickly became more stable. As such, I'm very proud to have been brought into this world in such a historic time, as I was able to witness Germany become so much stronger during my youth. As a child, I had few friends and spent most of my time outside of school with my mother, who taught me how to cook and play the piano. I hated the former and loved the latter. In any case, the big turnaround in my life was when my mother brought me to an audition for a propaganda film in 1941. I had never acted before, but made quite an impression on the director, and was cast as the 'pure Aryan girl' being protected by our troops from the Slavic menace. At the time, I knew little about the plot or the nature of the film, but I fell in love with acting, and the films made me a poster girl in all of Germany.

And so school did not matter much more, nor did my peers. I could be dining with famous directors, learn acting techniques from the best actresses, and got singing lessons for free. I'd like to think I served my country during the war, even if it can't be compared to the cruelty of the frontline battles. I made various trips to Russia to perform for Wehrmacht soldiers, and the 1946 film Lottie gave me a new kind of breakthrough - now boys all over Germany wanted to marry me. I didn't mind this type of attention, and in fact, I envied them for having a Cecilia Detter to swoon over. However, I've met many men throughout my life, and a good many of those have been more than just friends of mine, but almost all of them have seen their teen dream girl Lottie and not the accomplished actor I have always wanted to prove myself as. I doubt I'll ever meet someone like that in this world of men.

My career flourished in the post-war period. I did plenty of films, both good and bad, and tried my hands on stage-acting, particularly musical theatre. I proved to be quite good in front of a live audience too. I also got to travel the world, going to Spain, Italy, Africa, the Japanese Empire (where some of my films have been dubbed), South America, and the American Reich. Seeing the world has been eye-opening, as I have witnessed injustices that are unknown to upper-class residents of Berlin's trendiest districts like myself. I'm still a committed National-Socialist, even though I don't exactly care much for politics, but I feel as though our global Reich has flaws beyond the public conversation, making me wonder if there is a better alternative, or perhaps a kinder type of nazism? I have seen kindness in some of the prominent nazis I have had the honor of meeting, and wonder what their true thoughts are.

With nearly twenty-two years of acting experience, I'm increasingly feeling that I'm losing some of my fame to a younger generation - the children of a victorious Germany. They weren't there during the war, starring as child actresses in Herr Goebbels' films like me. They've had it easy. I have no intention of giving in to them, however, and have embarked on an ambitious schedule over the past few years, the foremost success being the comedic musical Sieben Tage in Prora, which I co-wrote and star in. After the success in theatres in Germany, I will now be staying in the American Reich for the coming sixteen months at least, or at least my contract says so. With my fluent English, I'm sure to charm American audiences again.

What was your question again? Oh, well, I think it should be answered by now. Can I enter the American Reich then, mein Herr?"

Interesting. Accepted!

[Ameriganastan]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Preferred NS Name: Ameriganastan
Roleplay Sample: Yo.
Have you read the OP in its entirety?: Sure, why not.
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Oswald "Ozzy" Burgess
Age: "31 years young."
Sex: "Male, obviously."
Sexual Orientation: "I'm queer as a 3 dollar bill and proud of it."
Ethnicity: "Pretty sure I'm Irish going back. I mean it would explain why I don't tan well."
Appearance: "I'm a handsome devil, ain't I? 6'0, got those green eyes people love, still got my awesome head of hair that's red as fire. Damn, I'm good looking."
Residence: "I live in a nice little apartment above my club. Real nice place up there. Just got a color TV. Fancy stuff."
Occupation: "Proud owner of Ozzy-Mandias, the nicest club in all of Brooklynn. No matter what those guys uptown say."
Family: "Mom and pop still live somewhere back in Ohio. We stopped talking after they threw me out. You know, all 'You're no son of mine!' and all that. Other than that, none to speak of."
Religion: "I used to be Baptist, but I don't really practice anymore. Getting tossed out on your Kester on the same day your country gets nuked kind of saps the faith out of you."
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
Greatest fear? "Well, dying obviously. Who wants to die? No one. Why you think I got so much security?"
Most intimate ambition? "To open a club specifically catering to guys like me. Not that Ozzy-Mandias isn't nice, but still."
Loyalty? "Me, myself and I."
Three defining traits: "I'm stubborn, devious and persistent."
Personality: "I've been told I come off as something called boisterous? I'm not sure what that means, but it's usually followed by someone calling me a loudmouth."
BIOGRAPHY
Insert biography. "Ah, the sad story of Ozzy Burgess. He was once your average little boy from the Midwest. White picket fence, a dog, house in the suburbs, that kind of thing. Then dear old dad caught him canoodling with Davey Freemont from next door. And just like that, 16 year old Ozzy was tossed out. And wouldn't you know it, not an hour after pops showed me the door, D.C. gets turned into a crater. Rough day that was. Now society wasn't kind to fellas like me before. But when the Nazis rolled up? Oh, it went from 'Wasn't kind' to 'Cruel joke by God'. Anyway, I hitchhiked my way across the country. Getting called 'Deviant' and various other unkind things. Doing what I had to do to survive. But I'm no deviant. I just like fellas. And I got to thinking, maybe the folks calling me that were the deviants. Everyone has a dark secret you can exploit. And I got real good at exploiting them in my travelling. I eventually finagled my way into owning this rundown nightclub in Brooklynn. The old owner had his own secrets he was willing to give up his club to keep. And here's the fun part. See, I've got a...special room. Down in the basement. Where my more wild patrons can fulfill some really twisted desires. And a good number of those wild patrons are Nazis. Those boys are wound up tight. Well, that's where this fun thing called video tape comes in. I've got a whole cabinet filled with tapes. I've basically got blackmail material on half the Reich in New York. And if any of them bother me or my patrons? Well, maybe a tape gets leaked to the resistance or High Command. Yeah. I'm living like a king."

[Bolslania]

I'll wait for UFT to post before I continue

[The United Federation of Terrans]

I'll wait for UFT to post before I continue

You can proceed. There’s nothing for me to do at the moment.