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I think you guys need to move on without Richard.
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Sir William
Current Status: Assets(5) Power( 3) Production(1) Influence(3) Charm(2)
William had been tuning out from the meeting the matters of agriculture did not concern him, but at the mention of his military structure the soldier in him spoke out. "I don't agree with your methods." He said quite bluntly "The commanders of our former kings army were fat and decadent because of their rewards and spoils. They did not care about their soldiers, all they cared about was the extra food and a whore to warm their beds. So your workers would be forced to work grueling hours with slave drivers at their backs so these slave drivers can take food out of their mouth. If you wish i can put the militia to work with the workers, it would give both sides a better understanding of how the other works, but i will not let them lord over them." He said, he was all but yelling by the end of it.
Sir William
Current Status: Assets(5) Power( 3) Production(1) Influence(3) Charm(2)
William had been tuning out from the meeting the matters of agriculture did not concern him, but at the mention of his military structure the soldier in him spoke out. "I don't agree with your methods." He said quite bluntly "The commanders of our former kings army were fat and decadent because of their rewards and spoils. They did not care about their soldiers, all they cared about was the extra food and a whore to warm their beds. So your workers would be forced to work grueling hours with slave drivers at their backs so these slave drivers can take food out of their mouth. If you wish i can put the militia to work with the workers, it would give both sides a better understanding of how the other works, but i will not let them lord over them." He said, he was all but yelling by the end of it.
Maxxorlord said
Pretty sure it is. Tis a song for the ages, though.
Well there are three versions of that song Hard corp, Aer veis, and Leviathan
Hard corp is a nickname for the Marines
Aer Veis is air force
and Leviathan is a codename for the entire United States fleet.
Lucina stood facing Kast, she raised her hand and the lightsaber floated away from him to her. "This is not a trophy or a toy." She said a hint of annoyance in her voice, "And jedi do not kill unarmed prisoners." She continued a scowl appearing on her face, that scowl remained until her master arrived. "That was quick master." She said and that's all she said as her master gave them their orders. She sighed loudly as she and Kast were once again assigned to each other "Master Rorworr says you are to come with me. Try not to shoot anymore unarmed prisoners this time." She told the Mercenary, the short jedi trying her best to be intimidating to the mandalorian but it was kinda hard when she had to crane her neck to look him in the eyes at least where his eyes would be in his helmet.
The jedi stared the mandalorian down for a few seconds before turning around and walking off, not caring if he was following or not she made her way into the lower levels cutting through doors if she had to, she came upon one interrogation room that held a female in it, she was stripped down to her under clothes and a dead body lay at her feet. She checked the torturer to see if he was still alive, he was dead but this prisoner was still alive. "Did you do this?" She asked as she freed the girl from her shackles, when the girl was freed Lucina gave her a wide berth as something seemed off "What unit are you with?" She asked another question not bothering with the one she already asked.
The jedi stared the mandalorian down for a few seconds before turning around and walking off, not caring if he was following or not she made her way into the lower levels cutting through doors if she had to, she came upon one interrogation room that held a female in it, she was stripped down to her under clothes and a dead body lay at her feet. She checked the torturer to see if he was still alive, he was dead but this prisoner was still alive. "Did you do this?" She asked as she freed the girl from her shackles, when the girl was freed Lucina gave her a wide berth as something seemed off "What unit are you with?" She asked another question not bothering with the one she already asked.
Fuck wrong star wars thread.
If i can have you all direct your pretty little eyes to the first page of the OOC i made a list where Lucina's CS used to be and moved hers down one. It is incredibly organized mainly because i copied Eye's list thank you Eyes
Maxxorlord said
“I've got the reach and the teeth of a killin’ machine, with a need to bleed you when the light goes green..”
"Best believe i'm in my zone to be from my Ying to my yang to my Yang tze." Funny i thought that was an American song.
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Full name:Peter Zhavkovich
Age: 18 (April 20th 1923)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Peter could be described as average, not to handsome and not to ugly either, standing in at 6 foot and a frame that reflects the farm work he used to do, his Light brown hair that could almost be described as blonde is cut to the grain, his blue gray eyes have a dreamy almost distant look to them like they are million miles away. He wears the conscript long coat and uniform but it's dirty and hasn't been cared for, it appears to be moth eaten
Personality:Peter is young and kind to everybody his happy go lucky attitude even appears to be infectious, but his inexperience makes him a little bit naive, it also appears his first few battles have driven him into a land of imagination within his head, the kid is cracked and it's beginning to show it's only a matter of time before hes entirely broken.
Brief history: Born in a small village in Georgia, to a farming family. Peter understood hardship and what it was like to work by the sweat of ones brow, but he loved it he wouldn't have it any other way he grew up on farm work for the first 17 years of his life, his father was conscripted, he was conscripted almost every boy and girl in his village was conscripted and sent to the front. His last promise to his mother and grandparents was he would return alive and bring glory to the family name.
His first battle was hell on earth, put into a green as grass regiment they were expected to charge German positions armed with little more than farm tools and a few assortment of rifles and guns. It was at that battle the regiments radioman was wounded knowing he was done for he called over Peter and in the process of bleeding out taught him how to use the radio. He expired just minutes after his little lecture, Peter took up his new job with gusto, but that didn't save his regiment from being all but wiped out the survivors being transferred into other regiments.
It was after that battle that Peter found himself in the 16th, he became their new radioman and learned further how to use the big ass thing that dominated his back. There he serves with the 16th ready to roll into Novgorod and into the fires of hell itself.
Role: Radioman
Expertise: Being a radioman, he hasn't killed anybody directly, but indirectly he's probably killed tons.
Weaponry: SVT-40 Carbine
Tokarev
Smoke grenades
Age: 18 (April 20th 1923)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Peter could be described as average, not to handsome and not to ugly either, standing in at 6 foot and a frame that reflects the farm work he used to do, his Light brown hair that could almost be described as blonde is cut to the grain, his blue gray eyes have a dreamy almost distant look to them like they are million miles away. He wears the conscript long coat and uniform but it's dirty and hasn't been cared for, it appears to be moth eaten
Personality:Peter is young and kind to everybody his happy go lucky attitude even appears to be infectious, but his inexperience makes him a little bit naive, it also appears his first few battles have driven him into a land of imagination within his head, the kid is cracked and it's beginning to show it's only a matter of time before hes entirely broken.
Brief history: Born in a small village in Georgia, to a farming family. Peter understood hardship and what it was like to work by the sweat of ones brow, but he loved it he wouldn't have it any other way he grew up on farm work for the first 17 years of his life, his father was conscripted, he was conscripted almost every boy and girl in his village was conscripted and sent to the front. His last promise to his mother and grandparents was he would return alive and bring glory to the family name.
His first battle was hell on earth, put into a green as grass regiment they were expected to charge German positions armed with little more than farm tools and a few assortment of rifles and guns. It was at that battle the regiments radioman was wounded knowing he was done for he called over Peter and in the process of bleeding out taught him how to use the radio. He expired just minutes after his little lecture, Peter took up his new job with gusto, but that didn't save his regiment from being all but wiped out the survivors being transferred into other regiments.
It was after that battle that Peter found himself in the 16th, he became their new radioman and learned further how to use the big ass thing that dominated his back. There he serves with the 16th ready to roll into Novgorod and into the fires of hell itself.
Role: Radioman
Expertise: Being a radioman, he hasn't killed anybody directly, but indirectly he's probably killed tons.
Weaponry: SVT-40 Carbine
Tokarev
Smoke grenades
Alexis looked down at the soldier who was looking to her for answers, she didn't know what to say to him about how he got there but she told him where he was. "Your in the Chamberlain veterans hospital you were transferred here after the army couldn't take care of you. You've been out for, four years Scott. Now i need you to do something for me. Some coma patients have troubles with movement waking up so could you move your toes and fingers for me?" She asked him a slight smile on her face glad that at least he was awake
The Lobby was quiet and everyone looked to the Nurse Practitioner for answers, she became a hero at that moment she picked up the phone dialed the hospital speaker system and shouted "Red Alert all rooms go into lock down. Repeat red alert." Everyone heard as the gunmen gunned her down for trying to be a hero.
Alexis was on the move almost immediately she closed the door and locked it. She had been in red alert drills and had a few where a patient who was suffering from extreme psychosis had taken a needle or a gun and used it to take people hostage but those were extreme cases. She wondered what was going on. "I'm sorry Scott you'll have to deal with me for now." She joked letting out a slight giggle.
The Lobby was quiet and everyone looked to the Nurse Practitioner for answers, she became a hero at that moment she picked up the phone dialed the hospital speaker system and shouted "Red Alert all rooms go into lock down. Repeat red alert." Everyone heard as the gunmen gunned her down for trying to be a hero.
Alexis was on the move almost immediately she closed the door and locked it. She had been in red alert drills and had a few where a patient who was suffering from extreme psychosis had taken a needle or a gun and used it to take people hostage but those were extreme cases. She wondered what was going on. "I'm sorry Scott you'll have to deal with me for now." She joked letting out a slight giggle.
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