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I am not a writer. But my sister is. She's amazing. I do, however, like to rp. i'm not one to stay focused when I do start writing. But anyway... WELCOME TO RP NATION. Sage, 18, im young, I have no life. so yea. I'm kidding i work four jobs and stuff and i dunno why im telling u this i guess im...

I hope you enjoy yourself on here. By far, I myself, have had a great experience. I'm learning a lot of new things. I'm Sage, i'll probably roleplay this name quite often, if not always.

HIYA FELLOW NEW COMER.

спасибо Thanks. Maybe I could teach u some more of the language. Learning the basics isn't enough, it tends to be the slang that throws people off. BUT THANK YOU FOR THAT WARM WELCOMING!

-pause rp-

"All done." he nearly coughs. He was suffering from one of the many sicknesses roaming about through the base. He was able to treat it, luckily, but it didn't stop the horrific symptoms. "Is Ivan well enough to fight in Montana tomorrow?" a sergeant asks. "He hasn't spoken since last week...

After Egor has finished his "conversation", he removes his aid box from his satchel, and begins his operation. I was given a daily dose of invega, zyprexa, and a depressant for psychiatric reasons. War had turned me schizophrenic, but with the desperate need of soldiers, Russia took whatever...

"Ivan." one soldier addresses me, "Why so lonely?" My nickname was Ivan, a memory token to our great leader, Ivan Vladimir. The man to speak this name upon me was an American. The story behind that however, is never spoken. I manage to move my eyes, but let my brain remain separate from the...

Speaking was not to my advantage as I received vivid hallucinations. It was my third time in four days that I had hallucinated, and they were only growing worse. Bombs, limbs, blood, bodies, children, mothers, animals, families, the images of them lifeless across the soil traumatized me...

I could remember the heavy pad of boots across the soft earth. Mud swallowed our feet, rain hid our tears, and the loud, obnoxious blasts of machine guns deafened us. Our wind turbines had malfunctioned, giving the Americans the advantage over us. These turbines were large, fan like structures...

Haley.. im ready rp now..

I tilt my head to the side before launching cookies at this new recipient. My attacks violent before retrieving a specialized hand gun, shooting dozens of these small treats at this so called, Moody.

"Sorry my actions offended you?" I respond, my arms crossed and teeth clenched.

I watch this, Moody, approach me with words, lowering my eyebrows. "No one ever said you'd heard the poor soul."

"No... problem."

Tilts my head as I pull Haley from the situation cautiously, blinking several times.

I watch as the newcomer embraces you as such, raising an eyebrow.

Name: Age: Gender: What nation are you from?: Details: (optional) My Description: Name: Mudrets Korol' Age: 17 Gender: Male What nation are you from?: Russia Details: Youngest Russian spy, currently on a firing squad mission in the U.S.

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