In this version of earth, there live 3 races. Humans, elves, and beastmen.
WW2 progresses much the same, with the holocaust including the extermination of anything not human. Though Japan seems to be more accepting of beastmen.
All the races are pretty much everywhere, with the treatment of other immigrants and colored folk in the USA.
The US still joins after the bombing on Pearl Harbor.
The game starts when the US first joins. After Pearl Harbor.
There is also a bunch sci-fi Dieselpunk. Think steampunk like stuff, but diesel.
So, walking tanks, giant airships like real flying fortresses.
If you want to be a bit more accurate to the events of WW2, then feel free to watch this video.
Otherwise, I'm fine with going a little off script. And if you're a history buff, screw it, we're not doing it perfect on purpose.
1. This is rated M for graphic scenes, substance use and abuse, possible language. Please, no smut. I am doing this for a bit of realism on the gore of war, but little else.
2. You may be a Human, Elf, or Beastmen. Think of Lord of the Rings, D&D, Pathfinder, and other when making an elf (no transing. They sleep). Beastmen are generally almost any animal, and some mix with humans. Normally, beastmen look like an anthropomorphic animal of roughly human size (Some animals may not be allowed), their mixed kin look mostly human with the ears and tail and possibly more traits.
3. Keep the personal fights out of the RP. Opposite sides of the RP are one thing, but it's all in good fun. If it get's personal, get it dealt with quickly. If you can't get it solved, talk to an admin or something. Bottom line: keep the personal fights outside, or get kicked.
4. No OP characters. No power gaming. none of it. If I see you taking no damage, doing everything, or controlling other peoples characters, you'll be dishonorably discharged and sent home in a box.
5. If rule #3 didn't clue you in, this will be a 2 sided RP. The Allies and the Axis. Please list which side you're on and country. Please note the Nazis are all going to be human.
6. Though other players may not have authority to kill off your character, I do. This is a war RP, expect death. Now, I'm not saying I WILL, but that I MIGHT kill your characters. But, unless you want to die, I expect you guys to pull through.
But a death wish will include pulling stupid stunts. Some might work, but you might die.
if such happens, you are free to make another character.
Along with death, you will also be able to put a character on medical leave and such once you have taken sufficient damage. This may include getting a leg blown off.
7. You will only be allowed 3 characters at a time. Characters on Medical leave still count against that total. If a character dies and opens a spot, you can fill it with a new one.
I reserve the right to add, delete, and change the rules.
Spoiler: notes
I support RP in and out of combat, and in vehicle combat.
This does mean gunners in tanks, ships, and aircraft.
This means dog-fighting and ship battles.
So, if you wanna be a pilot, have fun pulling those Gs on dive bombing missions.
Spoiler: character sheet
Name:
Faction and country: (Ex: Allies, American)
Age:
gender:
Race:
Rank:
Front and branch: (European or Pacific. Air force, army, or navy. Airborne [paratrooper], or ground. Ect.)
Description:
Personality: (Likes, dislikes, the like.)
Racial traits/abilities: (max 5. Anything that doesn't give a benefit, like an elf's ears or bestman's tail, may be listed but aren't counted for this purpose.)
Skills: (Max 4. May be picked up in or outside of training. This may also include special training, like piloting or tankery).
gear: (Gear given by the military)
other items: (personal items)
Background:
Other: (Use this to show off some of your time in training or most recent time in the field.)
Last edited by Highland Sniper; 11-19-2020 at 01:03 PM.
Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)
I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.
Spoiler: I'm an Ajin!
death
Spoiler: life
Spoiler: lets go
Spoiler: extra
and if that was not enough for ya
here is some more
Spoiler: doctor who quotes
now, if there is one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me push all those buttons.
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's going to save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.
Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
The Doctor: There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Angel Bob: What's that, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the dalek homeworld? the oncoming sotrm.
the man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor
900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important.
I am definitely a madman with a box
Spoiler: my quotes
you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
Spoiler: Private Rodero Mc'Urom of the 135th Infantry
name: Rodero Mc'Urom
Faction and country: Ally, America
Age: 19
gender: Male
Race: Beastmen (half human. wolf)
Rank: Private, second class.
Front and branch: European. Infantry.
Description: 6' tall, and a little more when you count his ears. His hair is the same as his tail and ears, brown, speckled with red and white, cut short. His golden eyes are another contrast that set him apart from most humans, and a scar running from the lower right part of his lip almost reaches his chin.
He is decently muscled, but he isn't the biggest guy around. He does have a few other scars around as well.
Personality: Always tries to put a brave face on things, and is constantly thinking up a good joke or pun and sometimes a song. Like everyone else, he doesn't really like getting shot at, or getting shot, though he does laugh a bit in the middle of combat. He is a little religious and doesn't drink or smoke and rarely cusses, but does sprinkle in an odd curse or two. He is still a virgin, and loves it.
He can be a little hot headed at times though.
Racial traits/abilities: Wolf Ears (better hearing, but is often covered by the helmet), better sense of smell, tail, slightly better sight and dark-vision, slightly more canines than normal people, character judge (better at telling a good person from a bad one).
Skills: Hand to hand fighter (years of bullying, and the military training, has improved his hand to hand), little surprise (years of being mistreated by his peers has taught him to never let his guard down), Arms training (Military arms training. Guns and knives), Dig in (knows how to dig in and entrench. Fox holes and trenches).
gear: M1 Garand, Colt M1911, Ka-Bar combat knife, bayonet, helmet, combat uniform with harness and extra pouches, combat shovel, canteen and mess kit, basic first aid kit.
other items: Picture of family, pocket knife, extra socks
Background: more than a quarter Scottish and half beastman, he grew up in america. He has been bullied a lot because of his race. He does have a few friends of the same race, and some of other.
He managed to graduate high school, though that is where he got some of his scars in dirty school yard brawls.
His childhood wasn't the best, and he had to work a bit of an oppressive job to pay for school.
He went straight to the work force in hopes of affording a good college, but went straight to the military after Pearl Harbor with the consent of his parents.
Training wasn't any better as he was constantly picked on by human recruits. He did receive some corrective training for some of his retaliation, but it went both ways for it uncovered some of his mistreatment.
He was shouted at along with everyone else, which was almost a pleasant change, but it was still harsh.
They always through names in his face, like 'beasty,' 'dog,' and more. Plenty of things grated.
During this time he found it incredibly helpful to always have a song or joke close to hand as it helped to keep his spirits up.
Sadly, there seemed no end to the poking and teasing.
Spoiler: Other
Rodero labored with his gear up the hill with his gear along with the rest of the men. His panting drew some jeers. "Is the dog getting tired?" "look at that tongue!" "Heel, Rod, Heel!"
oh, how they all laughed. He knew he'd request a transfer as soon as he could.
Even with his labored breath he found enough air for a song.
"There once was an airman who had a wooden leg, He really was a good man
but he really loved his keg. He says he hasn't been the same ever since that fateful day.
But we're all gonna be o.k.!"
"Hey, fellas, the dog can really bark a tune!" One said, and everyone laughed.
He continued singing for as long as he had breath enough to for the last of the 10 miles.
They still poked fun, but a nice change was that some of the other men joined in the song.
Everyone got back near dark and they were dismissed for the rest of the day.
"Hey, Rod. Me and some of the guys are gonna get something to drink. Care to join?" Gils asked.
"Gils, after all this time I appreciate the offer. But I don't drink." He said.
"You don't? Damn, I thought most of you did." Gils said, "I had no idea."
"Well, That's you're problem, Gils. All this time I've been here all you and everyone else has done is make fun, you never bothered to get to know me." Rodero said with a bit of a growl in his voice. "Look, I really appreciate that you-"
"No, you're right." Gils said. "Hey, I'll see you tomorrow."
And Gild turned and walked away.
"Hey, invite me to do something other than drink next time!" Rodero called. "Maybe I'll come!"
"I just might!" Gils called back with a raise of his hand. "It'll be interesting to see what the dog likes to do!"
Rodero shook his head. Maybe he was making progress.
Spoiler: Lieutenant Yervin Fin, US air force
Name: Yervin Fin
Faction and country: Allies, American
Age: 23
gender: male
Race: half-elf
Rank: Lieutenant
Front and branch: Pacific. Air force
Description: 5' 7" and rather slim. His blond hair is cut short, showing off his lightly pointed ears. His blue eyes almost match the sky. He has a ready smile with most things.
he is muscular enough, but not the biggest of the bunch.
Personality: Pilot to the bone, he has always loved the sky. He became a pilot the first chance he had. He loves flying. Good books. The occasional drink is acceptable. He really hates when people aren't treated fairly, and has gotten into fights on occasion over it.
Racial traits/abilities: slightly pointed ears, better sight than most humans, flexibility (more flexible than most humans).
Skills: Flight training (Can fly a fighter pretty well or a bomber), Survivalist, good combatant (he can hold his own in a fight),
gear: Colt M1911, Ka-Bar combat knife, flight suit and helmet, parachute and Personal flotation device, face paint.
other items: Picture of family.
Background: Yervin had a pretty standard childhood. His standard of living was marginally better than most beastmen and colored folks, and he was teased, called pretty and soft.
Some said his graceful features made him look like a woman. Even his light step didn't help him much.
But despite all the teasing, he did make a few friends who didn't bother him so much about it.
He got a job and worked a bit before joining the military. They had him go through basic training before paying for his collage.
But now that the war has broken out, he was been called in for active duty in the air force.
Truth be told, it wasn't much better.
weather on purpose or accident, when he first got on base people addressed him as Miss the first few times.
But he proved himself in the air as maybe a little better than most everyone else. And he looked a lot less like a girl with his hair cut so short.
Spoiler: Other
Yervin ran with everyone else on the field doing their exercises.
They tried to work you as intensely as possible, making sure you're fit to fly and wont
crash when you pull too many Gs.
To some, he saw, it seemed they were trying to make you pass out on purpose with all this exercise.
Just about everyone was trying to suck in as much air as they could by the end of the run. Yervin only a little less than everyone else.
Next came basic arms training for the day, where everyone worked on improving their aim with handguns and rifles. Yervin felt he did ok, some were obviously better shots.
Then came push-ups and jumping jacks, as if they didn't think we were broken enough after the run. Many would comment on the brutal work out later.
There was more training and exercise, and everyone was exhausted by the end of the day.
But the next day would be flight training.
"Hey, hows our little princes doin'?" One guy asked, "didn't drive you to hard, did they?"
"You kidding? The girl was sweating like the rest of us." Another said, "Wait, she's about half as soaked as all of us!"
Yervin sighed. He was getting a little tired of everyone calling him names like that. They didn't seem to stop, even with his hair short.
"Give it a rest, will yeah?" Yervin said, "How exactly would you guys like it if people started calling you girls?"
"I'd be flattered." Argi said. He was always one to make a bunch of jokes like that. Yervin actually smiled at it.
"Here that boys? Sounds like we have a new Princes." Yervin teased.
Everyone actually laughed at that.
Spoiler: Feara Reagen
Name: Feara Reagen
Faction and country: Ally, France
Age: 24
gender: Female
Race: Beastmen (half-fox)
Rank: Civilian
Front and branch: European. French resistance.
Description: Fair as a fox could be. She stands at about 5' 7" at the top of her head, not counting her ears. Her brownish red hair matches her white tipped ears and tail in a wave to the small of her back. Her large Hazel eyes give her a sweeter look. Some would call her lovely with her hourglass figure.
She normally wears a skirt and good boots with a good blouse and coat a scarf and some gloves.
Personality: She is normally sweet and sometimes shy around most men, but has a bit of a fierce streak. Get on her bad side, and she'll do a fair job of tearing you to shreds.
Some sometimes enjoys a fine wine with a good meal with friends and family, She loves a good story, but there is no love lost between her and the Germans.
Racial traits/abilities: Fox ears (give better hearing), Fox tail, Retractable claws, better sense of smell, dark-vision.
Skills: Thievery (pick pocketing, and lock picking. Stuff you probably need to know if you're a rebel), Basic arms training (Basically, just knows how to handle a gun), Artist, Actor.
gear: (Not in the military) German MP40, Pistolet automatique modèle 1935A French made pistol.
other items: Satchel with hairbrush, makeup kit, lock picks, the pistol listed above with extra clips, and a wallet.
Background: Born and raised in France. Her childhood was fairly standard. Went to school, worked when she was old enough. She had two older siblings, one was a half sibling, but they all got along and they both looked out for her. She didn't really get into a lot of trouble unless someone else started it.
Her boyfriend had also joined the war and was lucky enough to have been on medical leave when the invasion started.
One joined the war when it began and died during the Germans' invasion of France.
Now they sit and wait, working with other resistance members, trying to help the war effort to take down the Germans.
Spoiler: Other
Feara kept her head low with the others on the ridge. A German cargo transport would be passing through any minute, and all they had to do was wait.
Everyone was nervously fingering their guns, and she was no exception ans she worked her pistol's safety.
Then she heard it, and she wasn't the only one as everyone seemed to tense up and freeze, as if the Germans could hear the slightest shift.
Some trucks was coming, there would obviously be some troops as well to protect them.
They all waited for the trucks to get closer before someone peaked over the small ridge.
He waited only a moment more before shouldering a rifle and cracking off a shot.
The first truck lurched and swerved, he must have hit the drive.
Everyone popped up and started to open fire as the Germans started to come out to protect the cargo.
Feara popped up and started to shoot moments after everyone else.
Her ears rang like crazy as bullets flew everywhere and dirt leaped at the impact.
Her heart raced as she shot at a German who fell. More people fell around her as well.
The man right next to her, a kind man whom she knew for so long, the one who wouldn't hurt a fly normally, fell as he was struck.
Soon, the firing was done and almost everyone surged for the trucks while some stayed behind to tend the wounded and others made sure the Germans were really dead.
After looking over a few of her friends, Feara joined the party in checking her Germans and picked up one of their guns.
The German tried to grab it back, he was still alive, though he had a nasty wound to the shoulder.
The man was on top of her as they struggled for the gun when another gunshot rang out and the man fell away.
This was life now.
Last edited by Highland Sniper; 11-19-2020 at 01:00 PM.
Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)
I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.
Spoiler: I'm an Ajin!
death
Spoiler: life
Spoiler: lets go
Spoiler: extra
and if that was not enough for ya
here is some more
Spoiler: doctor who quotes
now, if there is one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me push all those buttons.
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's going to save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.
Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
The Doctor: There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Angel Bob: What's that, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the dalek homeworld? the oncoming sotrm.
the man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor
900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important.
I am definitely a madman with a box
Spoiler: my quotes
you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
Will this RP focus on any particular region/battle/theater/etc., or will it be a generalized RP of the war as a whole? I saw that you mentioned Pearl Harbor as the time frame we’ll be starting from, so would we be starting off in America, in Japan, or somewhere else?
This will be of the war as a whole.
You don't have to be American, as said.
I already have an idea how we can separate out posts fro different areas if we need to. Or we can make multiple IC sections for the different theaters once we get enough players.
Now, if you're asking where American troops are starting from, like in training before they ship, I think America.
Otherwise, I think you need to clarify what you're asking for.
Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)
I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.
Spoiler: I'm an Ajin!
death
Spoiler: life
Spoiler: lets go
Spoiler: extra
and if that was not enough for ya
here is some more
Spoiler: doctor who quotes
now, if there is one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me push all those buttons.
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's going to save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.
Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
The Doctor: There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Angel Bob: What's that, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the dalek homeworld? the oncoming sotrm.
the man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor
900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important.
I am definitely a madman with a box
Spoiler: my quotes
you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
Are we going to break gender norms and allow women in combat roles or is it pretty much like the actual history? I have a rough idea for a German woman who has lived by Nazi ideals until she discovers her heritage is mixed and her whole world is torn apart. This looks quite interesting as I am a WW2 buff and I love diesel punk.
Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
the barricades and reaching for the sun.
We Are Warriors
@AngelDellaNotte;
Yes
general gender norms are allowed to be broken here.
Though not everyone will.
And be aware that your character MIGHT die.
Part of the reason I allow 3 characters at a time.
Also the fact there are many different fronts in each Theater.
Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)
I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.
Spoiler: I'm an Ajin!
death
Spoiler: life
Spoiler: lets go
Spoiler: extra
and if that was not enough for ya
here is some more
Spoiler: doctor who quotes
now, if there is one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me push all those buttons.
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's going to save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.
Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
The Doctor: There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Angel Bob: What's that, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the dalek homeworld? the oncoming sotrm.
the man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor
900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important.
I am definitely a madman with a box
Spoiler: my quotes
you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
Race: Human / Feline Beastman (she is unaware of the latter)
Rank: Scharführer (SD Sergeant)
Front and branch: Europe / Sicherheitsdienst (SD Intelligence) / Reichsministerium für Volksaufklärung und Propaganda (Reich Ministry of Public Enlightenment and Propaganda)
Spoiler: Description
Margo is your typical Aryan woman, fair skin, blonde hair and pure German. She is tall and lithe with deep blue eyes. Very pretty, the type of woman you would see on propaganda posters, mostly because she actual has appeared on several as well as in news reels.
Personality: In private Margo a very serious person with a very small sense of humor. She doesn't enjoy being in large groups of social gathering despite growing up around it. Perhaps that is why she isn't fond of the show of it all, having lived it her whole life and knowing how fake it all is. In public she is the exact opposite of who she really is. She is a very personable individual, always the life of the party. Margo is just the type of person that people are drawn to. Though it is all an act required of her job.
Racial traits/abilities: Very graceful on her feet, she doesn't just move, she glides much like a cat. Her senses are stronger than a human due to her mixed heritage.
Skills: She is fluent in German, English and French something very helpful in both her jobs. Growing up in high society she knows the ins and outs of how to behave in polite society and how to talk to people. Margo has gone through military training and is proficient in firearms and hand to hand weapons. She also know a good deal about communication equipment.
Background: Born into German high society Margo has lived a good life. Her mother, Liselotte was only sixteen when she married her father, Gerhard who is eight years her senior. Margo was born eight months after the wedding. There has always been rumor about their rushed marriage and quick birth of their first child. No one really knows the depth of the real story. Gerhard was a young army officer during the Great War while Liselotte was a young woman from the village he was stationed in. Gerhard originally saw Liselotte as a pretty young woman to be used to pass the time. Liselotte saw the relationship very much the same and Gerhard was not the only man she dallied around with. She was also seeing a young half feline beastman farmer, Erwin. When Liselotte found out she was pregnant she chose the man who would give her the better life. That was the promising young military officer of good breeding rather than the half-beastman farmer. When Margo was born she looked nearly identical to her mother and showed no feline traits so as far as Liselotte was concerned she had chose the right man. Though as Margo grew her mother started to doubt that Gerhard was her father, with how advanced her senses were and how graceful the girl was. As the Nazis came to power and racial purity gained popularity she kept her suspensions to herself. Especially given Gerhard's early involvement with the Nazi party.
Upon reaching adulthood Margo wanted to serve her country much as her father had. He used his political ties to get her into the Sicherheitsdienst where she was trained as a spy. Officially Margo works for the Reich Ministry of Public Enlightenment and Propaganda as a foreign news reporter but her true job is to spy in the nations she is reporting from and send whatever information she can back to the fatherland.
Other: (Use this to show off some of your time in training or most recent time in the field.)
Another round of bullets hits my skin. Well, fire away
Cause today, I won't let the shame sink in. We are bursting through
the barricades and reaching for the sun.
We Are Warriors
Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)
I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.
Spoiler: I'm an Ajin!
death
Spoiler: life
Spoiler: lets go
Spoiler: extra
and if that was not enough for ya
here is some more
Spoiler: doctor who quotes
now, if there is one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me push all those buttons.
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's going to save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.
Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
The Doctor: There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Angel Bob: What's that, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the dalek homeworld? the oncoming sotrm.
the man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor
900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important.
I am definitely a madman with a box
Spoiler: my quotes
you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
@AngelDellaNotte; and @Lady Celeste;
We may be getting another player.
Angel, please let me know if the character sheet you started making is finished so that I may look through it and approve it.
If you do not wish to participate in this RP, that is perfectly fine.
Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)
I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.
Spoiler: I'm an Ajin!
death
Spoiler: life
Spoiler: lets go
Spoiler: extra
and if that was not enough for ya
here is some more
Spoiler: doctor who quotes
now, if there is one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me push all those buttons.
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's going to save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.
Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
The Doctor: There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Angel Bob: What's that, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the dalek homeworld? the oncoming sotrm.
the man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor
900 years of time and space, and I've never met anyone who wasn't important.
I am definitely a madman with a box
Spoiler: my quotes
you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
World of 3 - WW2 (OOC) [M]
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