Partisan

World in Revolution: 1920

I can understand, that game is fricken epic and deserves to be replayed before skipping the piece of crap that Dragon Age 2 was and going straight to the good bits (AKA Dragon Age Inquisition)

Tabula Rasa MkI, the Quintessential Geopolitical Experiment

Well, I'd say wait for Captios verdict. It might just be fine -- maybe the more advanced nations are smaller. But I'll wait for Captios. I think I should be pretty OK on the timescale though.

Naruto: Bastion Of The Granite Guard

Nightrunner said
Take your time, dude.

Sorry I didn't realize writing the intro to Kami's team would be that long.. I'll get on Kana now.

Naruto: Bastion Of The Granite Guard

Kami Suucho - - - meeting the team.

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Kami bowed before the Tsuchikage after he gave him his files -- he didn't wish to reply any other way as the Tsuchikage was a respectable man and Kami had no wish to disrespect him with his mumbling and stuttering. He simply walked out the door once Sebaru was done, standing outside the room trying to decide what to do first. He looked at Kariru, and smiled at her. “I.. remember going on a mission with you a f-few times, Kariru. B-back when I was a genin and you weren't a Granite Gu-guard yet.” He didn't continue after that and looked at the two closed files in his hand. One said K.H. and the other was labeled A.H. Both were marked in black pen, and had a seal at the top of the file which represented the village symbols.

He opened the first file and read the name. “Kyou?” he said out loud to himself, remembering her from a class he was in once. She was .. energetic. But as far as Kami remembered she was nice enough. She was always into using two swords at once, as a fighting style. It was interesting to say the least. He looked at the second name tag, A.H. He wondered who it was, and opened the seal quickly, taking out the paper. It was Ayumi, someone from the Hozuki clan who possesed the ability to hydrofy herself. The duo would be interesting, but the synergy they'd have was less than obvious. Kami knew enough however so he waved at Kariru, his only 'real friend' and at the rest of the Granite Guard which were present, whom were more like colleagues.

He walked through the town in a calm manner, taking the time to look at the plants, flowers and trees around him as he passed through a park, taking in the rock formation art that many of the villagers practiced as a hobby, and the birds flying through the air. Finally he seemed to be serene, more so than during the funeral. He appeared outside Ayumi's house which looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time. Suddenly his serenity dropped, the calmth dissapeared from his face and made place for a more concered look. He inspected the house, looking at the mouldy and almost rotten wooden supports, and into the windows to find a pretty bare appartment. Kami's face seemed slightly more sad now after being reminded that there is more to life than peaceful calm birds.

Kami knocked on the door twice before an older man opened the door, supposedly Ayumi's father. “Yeah, whad'ya want punk. I ain't got all day.” he said within a second of opening the door, seemingly not recognising Kami, who stepped back and was apparently taken aback a bit by this mans response. “H-hello sir.. I'm Kami Suucho. I.. I am A-Ayumi's new s-s-sensei..” he said with a very silent voice, obviously a bit shy. The man squinted his eyes and looked at Kami suspiciously. “Yeah, yeah. I'm the Tsuchikage.. get outta here kid.. you're like 12.”

He wanted to shut the door but Kami quickly set a foot in between the door and the doorpost. “S-sir. It's im-important that I see A-Ayumi.” The man opened the door again and didn't even reply, as if he suddenly stopped caring. He pointed to the backdoor. Kami bowed before him quickly before heading through, passing past a few boxes that had been there for some time already. “Arigato gozaimas, sir.”

As Kami stept through the backdoor into the backyard, he could already hear the sounds of training. Even on a day like this, after a funeral, this girl would train. He'd stand in the doorpost silently, watching her train without saying a word or making a sound, admiring her strength. Then he shook his head back into reality, stepping forward to make sure she noticed him if she hadn't already. He raised his hand and waved before quickly pulling it back. “Kami, idiot, waving at people is for 12 year olds.” he thought to himself. He waited a few seconds before saying anything to Ayumi, due to his nervousness playing up. Why, why at this moment?! “A-Ayumi Hozu-z-zuki.” He tried to speak as confidently as he could, in order to appear like a real sensei. “I am K-Kami Suucho. I'll be y-your new sensei.”

That went well. Kami looked Ayumi in the eyes and sighed loudly, taking a few seconds to think to himself on what to say. He should've done that before going to the backyard. “P-please take this..” he said before handing over a coupon for a luxurious ramen, BBQ and snack restaurant. “G-Go there at f-four PM sharp. P-please d-date with K-K-Kyou, yo-you s-should get to k-know her before we m-meet.”

He stared her dead in the eye for a few seconds more and would start to sweat around the forehead from stress, but then realized how stupid and unconfident he must've looked -- though Ayumi probably already knew what a loser he was from the 3 months he spent in her class before being allowed to skip another class. He turned around quickly and rushed out the door, through the frontdoor and back to the streets before continueing to find Kyou. Likely she'd be somewhere near her fathers shop, so that was where Kami was headed.

He found the shop quick enough -- Kami had seen it a few times when he was walking around -- and entered it. The door rang a bell as he entered, likely alarming Kyou that a 'customer' was here. Kami would wait at the counter for Kyou to appear -- it seemed her father was outside the shop for a bit to run an errant or so. “K-Kyou.. g-good to see you again. L-looks like I'll be your sensei..” he said, somewhat silently and almost whispering. He was referring to the time that they were in a class together, though it was obvious Kami had advanced rather quickly after that, not due to his ability with normal jutsu but his pupetteering skill. He slid the luxurious restaurant coupon onto the counter, as well, considering that she'd have to 'date' her teammate as well. “P-please take this and m-meet Ayumi-c-chan at f-four PM.. y-you need to d-date her and get to k-know her better. A-after all she is your new t-teammate.” He looked around the shop and smiled at Kyou, seemingly feeling somewhat more at ease with Kyou as he had known her a bit longer than he'd been in the class with Ayumi. He waved goodbye, and quickly pulled his hand back. “KAMI! Waving is for 12 year olds!” he thought to himself again, though it'd appear to Kyou that he was simply standing still in front of the door before opening it and walking off. He sighed. Being a social teamleader was nothing for him.

Naruto: Bastion Of The Granite Guard

I'll post you a small intro and then you can reply soon. Writing for Kami as we speak so..

Naruto: Bastion Of The Granite Guard

Nightrunner said
Edited, Partisan. So nothin' else, then?

Yep. We can collab a post together through pm or titanpad, if it pleased you. Kanajiro vs. Daisuke? Would be a good fight, considering they're both sorta geniuses.

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

Alright, I wanna give your characters atleast a chance to come up with something other than this idea of Ondrej's, but if you don't have any idea whatsoever then we can also just let the partisan Sven spring into action by disabling the tiger from closeby considering he's not with the group yet.

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

17 January, 1944, 03:44 AM in GMT+3, a cold, snowy night.

The tank rolled up to the small hill at the edge of the snowy forest, overlooking the small village. The driver ensured to stop behind a small dirt mound, ensuring atleast some cover for the infantry which was sitting on the back of the tank as a manner of transport. Zaburdajev sat near the turret, overlooking the village ahead from atop. Two solid, quick knocks on the turret hatch was enough to get the crew to open it. “We will dismount here, please hand me a set of binoculars.” he said to the crew inside, after which he was handed a binoculars and he proceeded to take a good look at the village ahead. It seemed to be that there were quite a few guards active right now, patrolling around the cold desolate plains around the village. Some of the lights in the buildings were still on for the most part, but Ondrej couldn't quite decypher why they were still on. In the center part of the village he could make out the silhouette of a tank but it was quite unsure what type or what armament it fielded.

He turned around to face his crew -- Peter Zhavkovich, the radioman, Grigori, the medic, Jermija Turov, a machine gunner expert, Sergei Volkov, an assaulting soldier, and Leonid, a veteran from the civil war and the Russian recoverage of Polish lands. The faces had grown familiar over the course of the time they spent in Leningrad, and Ondrej had started to care for them. “Comrads, we are to assault this small village. I saw a few guards patrolling around, but we know these filthy Fascist rats. Their other soldiers are probably sleeping in a house that was owned by a Russian before all this. Let's make them pay for it.” He hopped off the back of the tank and beckoned Peter to come closer so he could use the radio. “High Command? We have reached the destination. We're ready for action.” A crackly voice replied from the somewhat old radio, stating that they are to wait for the second squad to arrive at the other side of the village to draw enemy attention to that side. It was a clear tactic, and it'd work with no doubt whatsoever.

Ondrej nodded to Peter before adressing the entire squad. “Another squad will lure the enemy to the other side so we can infiltrate without much attention drawn to us. We've been ordered to locate the German command post for this village, too. Somewhere there will be a house taken by them being used as a barracks, so we'll need to clear houses too. Understood?” He didn't wait for an answer and once again turned around to lay down near the mound, peaking over it until the other squad would attack. After about five minutes of laying in the cold snow, more snow piling on top of them due to the heavy snowfall, a voice crackled from the radio on Peters back. “This is high command. Commence the attack.” From the other side of the village gunshots were starting to rattle up -- firing into the village with DP machine guns and the characteristical Mosin Nagants. Ondrej stood up and signalled the tank to drive towards the village from the South-Eastern corner, where a house would give them cover until they were gonna roll in according to plan.

After the signal, Ondrej would move up with his squad in tow moving towards a road not too far from the South-Eastern corner, ordering Leonid and Sergei to the other side of the street while he and the rest stacked up on the left side. Quickly he shot a glance into the road -- all clear -- so he signalled everyone to move up through the street towards the village center, a large open area with sandbags readied by the Germans, however they were now abandoned due to the attack on the North side of the village. “Make sure you peek into the windows of houses, especially if there is lights. We need to find the barracks.” Ondrej said in a hushed voice. The squad was to naturally take up positions near the sandbags so that they could further estimate the requirements of the situation. But something messed up that plan, namely that the tank which was seen earlier hadn't moved to reinforce the north side but instead opted to remain in the village center to protect what one could only guess was the barracks and command centre. A large building, supposedly town hall, confirmed this and it was rather obvious now where the enemies command centre would be.

Once again Ondrej called Peter closer, and ordered him to get on the tanks communication frequency. After he would've done that, Ondrej quickly ordered the tank to drive up to the village center and alarmed him that there was a Tiger 1 tank, but that it was too far from the soldiers to be taken out by an AT grenade. “Command centre is located, though. Don't open fire yet, if we can we should get a silent entry into the command centre. I can't wait to slit throats of sleeping Rat's.” He turned to face his squad, which was waiting at the corner of a house for orders to move on to the sandbags. It was clear they'd be questioning why they wouldn't move up yet. “Tiger tank, comrads. It's about 60 metres from us.. anyone got any ideas?” Ondrej was contemplating sending one or two of the soldiers around to the North side to help the other squad there by shooting at the Germans from the back, in order to give them a reason to send the Tiger 1 over to the North, but perhaps one of these soldiers had a plan.

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

I am right now.

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

Yeah, most of us are true Commies character wise. I just hope that his character is smart enough to keep his trap shut.