Nouveau Quebecois wrote:Is this still on?
Ohhh yes! IC is dropping today! Apologies, there was some business.
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by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Sat Nov 30, 2019 12:58 am
Nouveau Quebecois wrote:Is this still on?
by Vrijstaat Limburg » Sat Nov 30, 2019 9:11 am
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Sat Nov 30, 2019 4:24 pm
Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:Hello! Thought it might as well put down an app since the platoon isn't full yet ( :
Application: The Sun Never Sets
Name: Brian C. O'Darragh (Brian Conchobhar Ó Dubhdara)
Age: 23 years of age
Place of residence: Kinawly, County Fermanagh, Northern Ireland
Previous occupation: Farmhand
Personal relations: Dara Ó Dubhdara (father) (Currently on his death bed with brain cancer. English officers censored his letters to uphold morale, so Brian doesn't know this.)
Rose Ó Dubhdara (Mother)
Maolcholaim Ó Dubhdara (Older brother)
Padraig Ó Dubhdara (Older brother) (Killed during the Easter Rising in 1916)
Erin Ó Dubhdara (Twin sister)
Shannon Ó Dubhdara (Younger sister)
Cathal Ó Dubhdara (Younger brother)
Eoin Ó Dubhdara (Younger brother)
Aoife Ó Dubhdara (Younger sister)
Deirdre Ó Dubhdara (Younger sister) (Died of the flu at the age of 3)
Gearoíd Ó Dubhdara (Younger brother)
Biography: Brian Connor O'Darragh was born as the third son to Dara and Rose O'Darragh in a small village called Kinawly, county Fermanagh. He had a stressful childhood, in which he often had to look after his many siblings. Catholics in Ireland were encouraged to have many children, and especially those living in rural environments took to the duties of marriage. The O'Darraghs, much like other large families in the area, once ruled as kings of Fermanagh. This period ended with the succession of the Maguire sept, whose rule marked the last period in Fermanagh history under an Irish monarch. King James I of England encouraged immigration to Ulster and its counties, and took large swaths of land from the native Catholic population to give the Scottish settlers. A Presbyterian family of upper-class landowners named Campbell had held dominion over Kinawly for over 200 years, and the social standings could be considered near-feudal, much worse than they had been before the colonization of Northern Ireland. The taxes that the O'Darraghs had to pay drove them into bankruptcy, and where they once stood out as a prominent family of proud farmers, cultivating fields upon fields of Ulster's land, they now worked only a small margin of those fields, and for a meagre wage and under harsh conditions. The entire family had to chime in when the seeds were to be planted or the crops to be collected. Due to the tough living standards in Northern Ireland, specifically those on the vast farmlands on what would become the Irish frontier, Brian didn't grow properly, and though his height and stature wouldn't be considered freakish, he is a very lean and short lad.
Brian's years on the farm weren't all that bad, however. There was a certain sense of stability and trust - in the way that only a small farming village can supply such a feeling. Brian often spent his days playing with his mates when he wasn't out working in the fields or watching his siblings. He hardly ever went to school, mostly because the closest primary school was too far away and because there was a lot of work to be done at home. This made it so that Brian, along with most of his family, remained illiterate. This posed a problem for him when he was drafted into the British Army, as he could not read the letters that he received. His mother could write to him, but he needed a comrade to read him the letter. He either dictated his letter to a mate, or he drew something, much like a child would.
The question of Home Rule and Irish politics never really bothered Brian. He's not a particularly bright or sharp fellow, and he'd never understood why the people in Kinawly were so resentful of the English and Scottish settlers, particularly the Campbells. His older brother Patrick moved to Dublin to work in a factory and to make more money, but he was killed during the 1916 artillery barrage of Dublin by the British army in response to the Easter Rising. This would have infuriated Brian, but the truth was that he didn't really get a lot of information on the outside world. He was kept in the dark about what really happened to Patrick, and Brian truthfully started to forget about him due to the heavy workload and his subsequent conscription into the British army.
He was drafted in 1917, and heeded the call, not because of patriotic fervour or even a fear of what might happen to his family, but just because that was supposed to be how it's done, much like how he had to help his parents on the farm on the earlier years; he believed that he was compelled to fight because the government told him so, and he didn't waste much time thinking about what he should do or how he should respond to the draft.
Eventually, he ended up lieutenant Hatfield's platoon, where he had some trouble making friends with the English. The platoon consisted of different men from different towns, and though there wasn't much social cohesion, the majority of the troop was English, which made old Irish Brian stand out quite easily, especially since the English didn't like the 'treasonous Fenians' who had started a rebellion only two years before. He's now trying to get by. When he marches through the muddy fields of Flanders, when he's chatting to his squadmates, when he can't fall asleep because of the artillery fire in the background, he has no thought but the thought to return home alive, to leave the wretched soil stained by the blood of countless of nations and to be reunited with his family, so that he can take over his father's farm and live a peaceful and quiet life.
First impression: Brian is short and slim. He's got short red hair and a stubby nose, as well as blue-greyish eyes, whose bright shine has now been replaced by a near-constant gaze of weariness and dread. His khaki uniform is stained and dirty, and his boots are in a horrible condition. He used to be somewhat friendly and jolly, but the war has made it so that he's more stern now.
Personality: When he was taken from his home and shipped to Flanders, much of the optimistic and cheerful atmosphere that he'd once garnered in Ireland seemed to slowly disappear. He's not a cold-blooded war machine, far from it. He's generally more cautious and conservative when it comes to connecting with other people, mostly because he's had bad experiences with overly patriotic Englishmen that dislike him for the fact that he's Irish.
Hobbies: Brian used to play some Gaelic Football on the side as he was growing up, but he left that behind him, mostly because the work that his parents delegated to him forced him to stop playing. He
Likes: Alcohol, home, Gaelic football, the Irish language
Dislikes: Everything about the front, the devastating war, the fact that he was drafted
Rank: Private
Weapon: SMLE(Image)
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Sat Nov 30, 2019 4:24 pm
by Ella2 6 » Wed Dec 04, 2019 8:05 am
by Vrijstaat Limburg » Wed Dec 04, 2019 10:52 am
Ella2 6 wrote:Noticed it's been three days (not sure if that's considered long or short on this board, though I'm under the impression that OOC threads on this bard move rather quickly) since any activity has happened in either thread and there's a distinct lack of player chatter. I do hope it's not dead. I actually want to see this. LOL.
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:05 am
Ella2 6 wrote:Noticed it's been three days (not sure if that's considered long or short on this board, though I'm under the impression that OOC threads on this bard move rather quickly) since any activity has happened in either thread and there's a distinct lack of player chatter. I do hope it's not dead. I actually want to see this. LOL.
by Vrijstaat Limburg » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:11 am
Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States wrote:Ella2 6 wrote:Noticed it's been three days (not sure if that's considered long or short on this board, though I'm under the impression that OOC threads on this bard move rather quickly) since any activity has happened in either thread and there's a distinct lack of player chatter. I do hope it's not dead. I actually want to see this. LOL.
I would love some more chatter up in here, just random talk about random subjects. But I am keeping an eye out, and was hoping for some others to post before I would again.
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:17 am
Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States wrote:I would love some more chatter up in here, just random talk about random subjects. But I am keeping an eye out, and was hoping for some others to post before I would again.
About those random subjects: Since my next post will detail Brian trying to get out of the farmhouse to take a leak, would there be something 'off' with the world around the farmhouse? In other words: how is the horrible cataclysm around our characters going to reveal itself?
by Vrijstaat Limburg » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:25 am
Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States wrote:Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:About those random subjects: Since my next post will detail Brian trying to get out of the farmhouse to take a leak, would there be something 'off' with the world around the farmhouse? In other words: how is the horrible cataclysm around our characters going to reveal itself?
It will not be visible to him yet. However, my next post will give a choice to the characters: stay, move towards the British lines, or move forwards to the German lines. Then, things will be revealed.
by Nouveau Quebecois » Wed Dec 04, 2019 4:11 pm
by Ella2 6 » Wed Dec 04, 2019 6:01 pm
Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:Ella2 6 wrote:Noticed it's been three days (not sure if that's considered long or short on this board, though I'm under the impression that OOC threads on this bard move rather quickly) since any activity has happened in either thread and there's a distinct lack of player chatter. I do hope it's not dead. I actually want to see this. LOL.
If you want to see it, why don't you join? : (
by Ella2 6 » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:19 pm
by Vrijstaat Limburg » Thu Dec 05, 2019 8:21 am
Ella2 6 wrote:Vrijstaat Limburg wrote:
If you want to see it, why don't you join? : (
I was going to. I saw this before I went to bed, so it wasn't exactly the best time to write an application.
Speaking of which, I'm not very good at writing applications, so give me a bit of time to play with things. I'm thinking of doing a relative good marksman with a crippling aversion to firing on people.
by New Antonalia » Thu Dec 05, 2019 8:34 am
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Thu Dec 05, 2019 9:15 am
Ella2 6 wrote:Application: The Sun Never Sets
Name: Dennis Richards
Age: 22
Place of residence: Richmond, London
Previous occupation: Baker
Personal relations:
Father: Aiden Richards (52)
Mother: Olive Richards (maiden name: Walker) (48)
Younger sister: Evangeline Richards (20)
Fiancee: Margaret Thomson (22)
Biography:
Dennis was born to a family of bakers on the 24th of February, 1906. Both of his parents worked at the small family bakery owned by Dennis' father, Aiden Richards. Since Dennis' mother could not leave the bakery to look after her children, Dennis and his sister grew up under the care of the Thomsons family who were close friends with the Richards and often helped out with the bakery. The two children spent their early days playing with Margaret Thomson, the daughter of Mr and Mrs Thomson and an only child who was only a year younger than Dennis.
At the age of six, Dennis was enrolled in a local community school alongside other children from around the neighbourhood. Their teacher, Mrs Cunningham, was less of a mentor and more of a part-time child-care worker who supervised a small class of students in various stages of learning. For the three children, the next ten years were spent running back home after school, snacking on toast and bread rolls before helping to sell the last of the bread and clean up the bakery just in time for dinner with the Thomsons.
Dennis left school at the age of sixteen with above-average proficiency in reading, writing and basic arithmetic compared to his peers. He went on to help out at the bakery, first working the dough in the morning and the counter at noon and then working on the oven with his father a few years later. Over the years, the everpresent Margaret became a bigger and bigger part of Dennis' life and the two childhood friends became engaged in 1916.
A year later, Dennis was drafted into the Kitchener's Army. His keen eye and steady hands demonstrated above-average marksmanship during his training courses, but not enough to become a sharpshooter. However, in spite of his apparent skill in using his firearm, Dennis secretly dreads the prospect of firing on a fellow man, possibly even more than he fears being shot at. This aversion to killing or wounding is also the reason why Dennis had not enlisted voluntarily, in spite of his nationalistic pride. At the core of this conflict is his love of mankind and his love of his country and his inability to resolve these differences in order to protect those dearest to him is his greatest source of shame.
First impression:
Most people see an open and outgoing young man when first meeting Dennis, but the mask belies his true nature. Over time, colleagues and acquaintances will learn that Dennis is much more withdrawn than they first believed.
Personality:
Dennis is an introverted spirit who is more comfortable behind the counter of a bakery or the cover of a book than the parapet of a trench. Somewhat quiet and reserved, Dennis only shares the inner workings of his mind with the closest of friends and family, and even then he never opens up to them fully, instead preferring to only share his innermost thoughts and feelings with himself, and exclusively in private. Easily intimidated by blood and death, Dennis dreads the prospect of seeing combat action.
That is not to say that Dennis is incapable of social interaction or that he actively avoids it, rather that he prefers not to talk about himself. Good-mannered, steadfast, courteous and generally agreeable, especially around strangers, Dennis is applauded by colleagues for his honesty, integrity and remarkable work ethic. Emotionally sensitive - particularly to criticism and especially from authority figures - Dennis tries to avoid blame by actively avoiding responsibility, but when given a task he will stubbornly see it to its completion.
Hobbies:
Reading the writing are among the chief of Dennis' hobbies. He spends the majority of his spare time engaged in books regarding a wide variety of topics, but mainly geopolitical and historical epics. However, most of Dennis' writing is often set in fantastic realms, especially after being drafted into the British Expeditionary Force as a form of escapism from the monotony of life the trenches.
Likes: Tea, books, especially together, and the smell of freshly baked bread.
Dislikes: Seafood, the smell of the ocean, people teasing him about his seasickness and cold weather. Dreads the prospect of having to fire his weapon.
Rank: Private
Weapon: Short Magazine Lee–Enfield Mk III* (with magazine cutoff)
Appearance:
Dennis is a fair-skinned man measuring at 173 centimetres, or around 5'8" feet tall, with a narrow build and average weight. His blond hair, formerly medium-length, was trimmed short in anticipation for the mud and his eyes are sea green in colour.
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