{.Endless Waltz.}

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June 6th, 1944
Beaches of Normandy,
World War II


It’s bad. It’s horrible. I had tried to prepare myself for the worst. I had tried with all my heart. But as soon as I stepped down on the beach, I knew my efforts had been proven futile. The first thing I saw was the medic in front of me get cut down by an array of bullets. I didn’t even have enough time to save him. As my platoon tried to storm the beaches and take control, one by one I watched them die. It hurts to see your comrades die. It hurts even more knowing you could have saved them but you don’t want to risk your own petty neck. I am too obsessed with my own life. I find my self despicable. If I get hurt, I will save my self. But I will not do that for other people. I let them die because I am such a coward.

Right now, I am hiding in one of the many craters along the beaches of Normandy left from the loud mortar blasts. I feel foolish. I am here clutching my gun to my chest like it is a baby, hiding and letting my men get destroyed. I am letting them all die. My eye sight is bleary, and all I can smell is the smell of burning flesh and blood. I had lost my glasses a little while back and I feel like with them my nerve lays. Even if I try to get up and fight, even if I try to help and hopefully win this fight, my legs won’t let me. They grow weak at the knees and I fall back to the ground, the sand soft below my fingers.

My hearing has been proven useless because of the endless drone of war. There is a machine gun just a little bit ahead of me used by Germans. The endless drone of fire deafens everything. I look back to the sea, and see all the reinforcements coming from the ships far from shore. It could bring me to tears to know that almost all of them are going to die. Their hopeful young faces change emotion as soon as they see the destruction of the war. I look along the beaches and see the amphibious tanks crawling out of the water and trying to make their way up the sands. I see explosions and I see people shooting their guns, and even worse, I see people falling.

There is a rumour about how this battle will lead to the end of the world. All nonsense. This was a foolish plan to begin with. D-Day. It will never work. They condemned us all to death. I probably will never come home. I deserve never to come home, But I wish just once, I could hold my son, so that he would some how know, he was held by a father. Stephanie, dearest, if you ever read this, and I doubt you will, but I want you to know just this. I want you to live and be happy, to smile even if I don’t return. I also don’t want you to hold on to me so closely, because when I am gone, I want you be happy and to love again. I want our son to actually have a father. I know I will miss you and right now, I wish I never agreed to go to war. I wish it could back to the way it was. I want to hear you whisper my name again into my ear sweetly, and I want to hold you in my arms. And most of all, I want to see you smile again.

I have to fight, I have to get up and move. I have to join this Endless Waltz.

-->The Plot.

World War II has been eventful and trying and you are about to join it. You are a soldier, spirits high and optimistic about the future and some of you are of varied ranks, higher in command, and some just lowly Privates, and most of you are in different fields (artillery, infantry, engineering, radio technicians, etc.). You come from different social standings, some increasingly rich, others joining the armed forces for food, and even some of you may have been drafted and ripped out of you home, leaving your loved ones behind.

But you get placed in a platoon, becoming close with 9 others and together you will endure the hardships of war hoping for it to end, and wishing to see your loved ones again.

-->The Rules.
Do not:
* ‘God-Mod’
* kill other people’s characters without their permission
* Have magic powers
* One character for now. We only have ten slot. If it doesn’t fill up fast, go ahead and make more (with my permission, or course!)

You must:
* Try to keep proper grammar
* Be active! If you don’t post in the Storybook (not the DT) for at least one week, your character will be killed.
* have at least six sentences every post
* Have fun. xD

It is allowed:
* To have females in the army becuase if otherwise, the Storybook might not work out
* vulgar language is allowed. ;)
* Relationships are allowed

-->Characters and Character Profiles.

To make it not totally redunant with ranks and feilds. I have a preset for which ones you can choose from. I have also added some characters to make it interesting for the plot.

[s]*Private Japanese Allied Soldier (sniper) --> Immigrant to North America but joined our forces instead of originality and such and such. No need to worry. This is already claimed. ;)[/s] <-- Claimed
[s]*Private Infantry Soldier[/s] <-- Claimed
[s]*Private Infantry Soldier[/s] <-- Claimed
*Private Infantry Soldier <-- Reserved, but if some one makes a profile for this before it is claimed, then they can claim it.
*Engineering Officer (Private)
*Artillery Officer(Corporal)
[s]*Radio Officer (Sargent)[/s] <-- Claimed
[s]*Private Medical Technician[/s] <-- Claimed
[s]*Corporal Infantry Soldier[/s] <-- Claimed
[s]*Lieutenant --> Commands Platoon (Dedicated member)[/s] <-- Claimed

Character Profiles:

Name: Keep the names ordinary please.
Gender: We need more boys than girls folks. Keep that in mind.
Age: Should be above 19.
Selection: What rank/feild you chose from the selection from up above
Appearance: Pictures are not needed, but are accepted.
Personality: Self-explanitory.
History: Correspond this with what ever selection you chose. If you are a Private, you have the option in being drafted. If you are anything higher, you could possibly been drafted before hand but not likely. Keep it simple folks.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Other: Any nervous habits, any romances back home, if you are up for love, etc.

That's it, so if you have any questions just ask. It is first come first serve. Also make sure you keep everything to the Discussion Thread which I will post a link to here. I will start it off when we are ready and all the spots are filled.

~Incognito

P.S. If not all the spots are filled, I will let other people make two characters.
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Name: James Tyler

Gender: male

Age: 28

Selection: Lieutenant --> Commands Platoon

Appearance: He has shaggy brown hair and very dark green eyes. He isn't especially tall, but he has that sort of commanding presence.

Personality: A man born to lead...or at least raised to be. He likes taking charge and thinks things over carefully and quickly. In doing this, he can miss something because of being in a rush but he deals with the consequenses without complaining.

History: His father was in the army, as was his grand-father, and his great grand-father was in the army. It was all he ever knew when he grew up; war stories instead of bedtime stories and stuff like that. As soon as he got out of high school, he went into the army.

Strengths: He has all the qualities of a good leaderl; he cares about those under him, and will often joke around with them. When he needs to be in command, he demands respect.

Weaknesses: he has a weaker immune system than most due to severe allergies as a child, but he toughs it out though he seems to have a permanent cold

Other: he had a high school sweet heart, and thinks about her all the time. It's what keeps him going.
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This sounds like fun!


Name: Jennifer Raims (Jen or Jenny for short)

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Selection: Private Medical Technician

Appearance: Her hair is shoulder length, thin, blond, and almost always in a braid. Her eyes are the brightest of crystal in color, and her skin is a pale white. She stands at only five feet and four inches tall, weighing in at one-hundred-and-twenty pounds, but she has some muscle.

Personality: Jen tends to be quiet but has a caring soul. While she does not jest, she willingly takes it by stride and laughs along to anything.

History: Her second attempt at joining the battle field, Jenn has been drafted from another unit after her comrades are killed in duty before she even begins her run. Jen is proud to be doing her country a service, and keeps the frame of mind that if she dies on the battlefront, at least it would be a heroes death. Her choice for joining the ranks was highly influenced by the chatter about the war, and having lost family in World War One.

Strengths: Jen learned as a young girl about doctoring from her mother, and the gift comes natural to her. Her knowledge of healing far outweighs any other knowledge she may have.

Weaknesses: Completely selfless, Jen would rather lose herself than see her comrades die. If injured in battle, she would tend to herself only after everyone else had been accounted for. Death of a comrade also brings extreme guilt, and lack of concentration to Jen.

Other: Jen is often found biting her lip, twisting stray locks of hair, or staring at her finger nails. Up for love.
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Can I acll an infantry spot? I would make a profile now, but I have to go to bed
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Here we go :D

Name: Hiroyuki Takashiro

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Selection: Private Sniper who just so happens to be japanese XD.

Appearance: He has long black hair, braided down his back, which he had to go through much turmoil to be able to keep. He has very fair skin and is lithe but a little smaller then the rest of the men. He's got watery blue eyes and broad shoulders. Somewhat looks a little feminine for he has softer features.

Personality: He is very calm and quiet. He doesnt speak much and keeps to himself even when he is being laughed at and harrassed by his comrades for being japanese especially since it is his own people in which they are fighting in the pacific.

History: He spent his first years of life in Japan but due to circumstances in world war I, his family immigrated to North America where they were going to start a new life. The depression was disheatening, but it strengthed him and made him a stronger person. When his father was killed at pearl harbour by a kamakaze air strike, he swore that he would serve the country in which gave him freedom. He joined the army, but his family was repressed do to being japanese immigrants. The war, although being war, was his only way of out the incampments.

Stengths: He has very strong eyes and is fairly skilled with a gun. He snipes well. Also, when out of ammo or no longer has a gun, he is very fast and steathly. He arms himself with a dagger and fights until someone would cut him down.

Weaknesses: He is so calm and takes things without complaint that it builds up and builds up until finally he snaps. This could be bad because he usually loses control and becomes an easy target for a sniper. He might also turn on his own comrades if they were making fun of him.

Other: Up for love but highly doubt XD. He braids his hair when he's nervous and he doesnt smile often unless something really intrigues him or something is very good. His nickname his Hiro. He has a small thing for Jenny though.

There yah go :D.
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I better post now then before I forget.

Name: Jack Evans (Jack or Evan's)

Age:19

gender: Male

selection: Private

Appearance: his hair as grown out to normal since being shaved off. and wears a standard military uniform. He has a little scar on his eyebrow.

personality: smart and funny he is the joker of the platoon*it will be sad when I kill him off* but also has a side he keep to himself. He has two pen marks down his arm that signify the two brothers he knows he has lost on his rifle he has 10 marks scratched into to signify how many of his fellow brothers in arms he has lost.

Background: was very smart in high school but never actually tried to do well, he was too busy being a joker. One day he went home to find his mother crying and hugging his other 5 brothers she called him in and she told him that they were all being drafted into the army. He went to boot camp to train with his brother before they were separated. He heard that one of his brother was shot down while parachuting and another knocked over a stack of mines that were supposed to be deactivated they weren't. the rest he dose not know. He has been in the army for about a year now and has a certain respect for him about and is also quite good at being a soldier and surviving.

strengths: He is a good all rounder but has found himself with an amazing shot with a rifle and quite good with hand to hand. He has been in a few fight with Germans hand to hand once in a house were the German was winning started cutting his eyebrow deep when James saved him by shooting the German. he still has the scar though. *see appearance*

weakness: He is rubbish when it comes to explosives.

other: Has know realation ship at home but dose have a thing for Jenny, not that she knows it and Jack is afaid she will tell him he is too young. *if thats alright finalfredom*




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Name: Matt Cauthon

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Selection: Private

Appearance: He has broad shoulders but a small frame. Most people consider him small but he has alot of strength on a little body. This also makes him seem uncoordinated, but he has incredible dexterity.

Personality: He is insanely calm. Nothing ever seems to bother him, but inside he harbors alot of rage. He hates that he was drafted and now has to kill people. He hates it even more that he is good at it.

History: Grew up on a small farm. He did alot of forestry and hunting as a kid so now that he's in the army he makes a good scout. He was about to go to college then he was drafted.

Strengths: He is very fast and strong. He is a good shot and he can move very quietly when neccesary. He is the perfect scout.

Weaknesses: He seems emotionless. No one knows what he's thinking. He also hates killing and will only do it when someone else's lives are in danger.

Other: He playes guitar and piano and whenever he's bored or thinking he will play songs in the air, or write them. He is also meticulous with his equipment. Most of the time he sleeps in trees, and not in a tent.
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Name: Anne Harris

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Selection:Radio Officer, Sargent

Appearance: She has a light complexion and her face is coated in freckles. She has bright red hair that can be seen from space and is also quite short. She has perfect teeth and loves to show them in a smile.

Personality: She is bright and spunky, unafraid of speaking out. She talks alot and can make most anyone laugh. She has a slight Irish accent flavoured with northerner.

History: Grew up in old brooklyn with her ten other irish brothers. She was the youngest and was constantly trying to prove herself.

Strengths: Can talk forever and pull sleepless nights, all she needs is a box of tea and 32 sugar packets. Since she grew up in an irish family she fights like a man.

Weaknesses: People can read her face (but ot her voice_

Other: Up for love. When she is bothered she will let you know.
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Okay, I think it is about time I put up my guy. ;)

Name:
Benjamin Warrant Martin. (Cpl. Martin)

Gender:
Male

Age
25.

Selection:
Corporal Infantry Soldier

Appearance:
Warrant has dark, almost black, short curly hair which usually is almost all not seen because of his standard helmet. It is incredibly untidy, and unforunately, is hard to keep it standard looking. He has tanned skin, and his eyes are a bright vibrant green which seem out of place with his First Nation's look. He had a chipped eyetooth but other than that, his teeth are fairly straight.

He has a tall build, making him about 6"2 and has broader shoulders, fairly muscular, but is still fairly lean. His posture is fairly good except he tends to carry himself more on one leg than the other due to a previous injury (See History ;)).

Personality:
He has a determined personality, let's say. He is for his team, making sure he wants them all to keep going and prosper yet there is one aspect. One of his comrades were previously killed on a Pacific raid in the islands by a Japanese soldier, so that means he carries spite and anger towards Hiroyuki. Always giving him commands, making fun of him, and picking on him excrutiatingly.

He is a proud man, desiring to be the hero himself and he wants to stand in the glory, not in the back. He will charge into front lines first, becoming reckless and hazardous to those around him. But Warrant doesn't mean anyone harm. He is actually caring, and incredibly supportive to anyone. He became a corporal for some astounding things he did on the feild. He is more over brilliant and great at strategizing.

History:
Warrant's family had been in the military for generations, it was in his blood. He followed his father's footsteps in joining the war, muttering ideas of freedom and ridding the world from the isane leader called Hitler. He ended up joining the army with his friend John, and when they were shipped over, they were maintained in the same platoon.

But before he left, Warrant estabilished a relationship with a girl, beautiful in alll ways and kind. She was absolutely perfect and it was expected for them to last forever. But something went wrong. She was diagnosed with cancer, and it had progressed to far with out any notice. No treatments could be conducted. Soon enough she would die.

In the war though, Warrant was fighting, his platoon almost wiped out when an enemy soldier shot him in the leg making him fall over, unable to walk. John wiped the guy out a ran towards Warrant, and tried to help him to the cover of the forest and to the next platoon over, but then it happened. John was killed by a sniper before they reached the forest and died instantly. Warrant fell unconcious but ended up back in North America where he got a promotion and certificate of his deeds. They did not expect to send him over because of his injury.

Years passed and Warrant became able to go back over, and with renewed energy he did. And so he found his place in this mis-matched platoon under the leadership of James.

Strengths:
He is well off with a rifle and hand gun. He prefers to use an M1903 Springfield above all else. He also speciallizes in driving armoured vehicles like tanks, jeeps, and other artillery. He knows the actual strategy of war so he can help assist with the command of James.

Weaknesses:
He is always plagued with John's death, ever haunting. He is also prejudiced. Never accepting Hiroyuki into the platoon no matter how many people told him to stand down. Warrant would not accept one of them in the platoon. He is not as fast as others, but can run for great lengths at a time.

Other:
He gets letter's from his girl Elaine, hiding each and everyone in a safe place in his rucksack hoping that he would come home before the inevitable happened and she would pass away. His love for her is still incredibly strong, but even she is saying that it is time to let go, which makes him a tricky character for those who are interested in love. ;)

Done. There is my guy.

EDIT: I changed his gun Rider. xD
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Im really sorry about this, I truly am, but I have a little too many friends that are obsessed with WW2 and thus their habbits have worn off on me, but I'm pretty sure the Ak-47 was developed in 46, and finished in 47. in 49 in was made teh official weapon of Russia, all of this years after teh war ended in 44. I feel like such an asshole right now sorry. I may be wrong... sorry >.<
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Pssht. It doesn't matter. xD
I don't know when the AK-47 was made, all I know was that I enjoyed using it when I played Medal of Honour, and I am not quite sure which one it was so it could have been world war two... maybe even Vietnam... I look for another one on google!

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i could tell you about all the guns available to soldiers then, but that would all depend on where we are. All US soldiers get to use a Thompson, M1 Garand or Springfield. Sub machine gun, Singleshot, and Boldaction respectively. There were others, but these were the top of the line. Germans had the Storm Rifle, which was the only assault rifle at the time, but was very fragile and if we are in the Japan island area would never be seen because it would jam and break. However teh German area was much more hospitable and the rifle was very very common because Hitler liked the rifle alot and sent it out to all of his troops. The japanese had really bad guns so I wont even talk about them. The ideaology at that time was a rifle that fired a single REALLY big bullet that mowed through a person, the next person, and then the tree behind them, was teh only way to go. As a result there were very few automatic weapons developed. Only in the cold war with the creation of the AK47 did people realize that the big bullet didn't work so well. And I am ranting. I could be writing a book. Shutting up now. Hope that helped at all. You could always make it an alternate history thing, but whatever. God I feel like a geek/asshole.
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