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The War Between Us

Plums

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It is war. You fight for your country and I am living in the town you're attacking. You are killing everything that moves, even women and children. You got the advantage in numbers and our soilders can't protect us.


Here does the roleplay start.


You burst into my house were I live alone and you find me. You are just about to pull the trigger and release the bullet when you decide to spare my life (you can choose why). You decide to help me flee from the city, but you are risking your own life, if someone saw you help the enemy...


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Here's my character and the skelly;


Name: Grace Moore


Age: 21


Appearance: (Picture and mabey length, eyecoulor...) View attachment 62905


Like this but with light blode hair and blue eyes. She is 5'5" tall.


Personality: She is a girl who thinks that she likes to be alone, but actually she doesn't want to be a problem for sombody else so she backed away to live on her own. But since the war started she had been worried and missing the feeling of security when being with others, but is afraid that everyone has forgotten her, so she stays alone anyways. She is really funny and friendly, but if you want to see that side of her you must make her feel like she is needed.


History: She got her own house when she was 19. She was feeling like a problem for the family and decided to make it on her own. She was living in a quite rich family so she absolutely wasn't a burden but she couldn't see that. She havn't heard from them since then, and when the war started she started to wonder if they were okay.


Likes: Being independent, green apples and cooking.


Dislikes: The war, being alone and curry.


Others: -


You will be the soilder (Male!).


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Appearance: (Picture and mabey length, eyecoulor...)


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Name: Justin Sandern (Sand-Urn)


Age: 23


Personality: He is very kind and never liked to be bossed around. The only time he has ever been angry when he was ever push to his limits and when that happens he can be scary


History: He never actually wanted to join the war but he was forced to by his parents because they were good soldiers when they were soldiers. He had no problem killing guys because they seem to always cause a problem to him but Kid and Women he could just do that but he just did the order until he met one girl.


Likes: Food, being kind, helpful.


Dislikes: taking orders from someone, being mean and rude, to hurt girls


Appearance:


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He has grey eyes and is 6"3 tall

 

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Name: Cedric Robillard


Age: 22


Appearance: http://wallpho.com/wp-content/uploads/8589130496786-anime-male-dark-angel-wallpaper-hd.jpg


about 6'1 and weighs 190 pounds


Personality: Emotionless, orders are everything no matter who he has to kill. Many would consider him the perfect soldier till he met that girl.


History: A man with no family and no home to him the military was his life, his captain his family. It was all he had and he never questioned that they were right. When the war started he was the first to leap into battle and made quite the infamous name for himself among his enemy's and even some of his ally's. Some say even the captain fears him because once he starts he wont stop till ordered, their are legends that say he executed a fellow soldier for refusing to kill a child in his mothers arms.


Likes: Those who aren't afraid, A good challenge in any form, nature in itself, pretty things


Dislikes: Cowards, those who are un-trust worthy.
 
Name: Xobic Dex


Age:22


Appearance:
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eyecoulor red


Personality:Xobic is a very upbeat, who seemingly is as eccentric as just about everyone. . He is rash, impulsive, and determined to do everything his way, whether for good or bad, In battle, Xobic either comes off as his ordinary crazy and unpredictable personality, or his more serious, cold and steely side, and as an intimidating scene. Xobic is a self-proclaimed genius and is very proud of himself, in particular his fighting abilities.


History:he was a test subject he was made to be perfect super soldier


Likes:killing people,doing the right thing,cute stuff


Dislikes:sweets,people who plays unfair,


Others:made to be stronger than any human
 
~The soldier is wizard justin~


Grace were looking outside her window. She saw blood. She heard screams. She heard guns firing. It was terrible. She looked down at the street, because she was on the second floor, when she realised she shouldn't probably stand in the window. There were snipers everywhere. She looked around in her bedroom for a hidingplace. She didn't own much furniture so her only choice was under the bed, the most obvious hidingplace ever. But it was better than standing in the window like a target. She crawled under the bed and covered the gap with her blanket.


She took a deep breath and covered hear ears, forcing the screams out of her head.
 
After I shot a few other Soldier I find a house and I stare at it.


"No one has checked this house yet..." I say out loud.


I then kick the door down and I search for anyone in the house but I find no one on the first floor so I started to go up to the second floor.
 
Oh shit! She tought when she heard someone breaking down her door. She was to scared to move, even the smallest sound would ruin her pathetic hidingspot. She closed her eyes when she heard footsteps walking upsteps, and pressed herself even more to the dusty floor under her bed. As if that would help. She felt her pulse in her whole body and hoped that the person wouldn't hear her panicing heart beating. She released a silent tear. And then some more silent tears.
 
I then search the second floor around to see if anyone was there. Then I enter the bedroom and I look around.


I was just about to leave the room as I saw something under the bed so I look under. I saw the person and I put my finger on the trigger and I pause.


She's just a innocent girl who can't fend for herself I can't just kill her...
 
He was just about to leave when he found her. She looked up at the man pointing his gun at her head. With tears in her eyes she said;


"Wh-what are you waiting for? Just kill me already, I'm not scared." The lie was so obvious that a deaf person would understand that she was lying.
 
"Get out from the bed" he says still pointing the gun at her.


I can't just kill a girl crying that's even worse, why did I have to do this if I had to kill innocent people...
 
She obeyed and came out from the bed. She had her hands up, 'cause he was still pointing the horrible killing machine at her. She looked down and thought about all the people she used to now, her friends, her family...she wanted to say goodbye to them before she died. But it was to late, and they were probably already dead and she was going to die any second now. They never took prisoners.
 
I stare at her and I put my gun in my pack. I just stare at the girl noticing she is extremely scared.


I put her hands to her sides to try to calm her down.


"Do you have a back exit?" I say to her as I search her so I make sure she wasn't going to kill me.


"I promise I won't kill you" I mumble quiet enough she so she can hardly hear me.
 
She looked up at him, when he put down her hands down and his gun away. He started searching her as he promised that he wouldn't kill her and asking if she had a back exit.


"Why...!" She started to say but then whispered;


"Yes, I have....why? And what are you doing?"
 
"I hate killing women, they always cry, It's just not right to hurt them. I'm gonna try to escape with you" I say to her.


I grab her hand and I pull her to the back exit and before we leave I stop.


"I have to ask you this, do you think you can trust me with your life?"
 
She blushed when he said the thing about women and their crying. She hadn't thought that it was her cowardness that would save her in a situation like this. But shone up when he said that he was going to escape with her. She was going ro say somthing but got interupted when he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the back exit. They stopped and she didn't know what to answer on his question. He was an enemy soldier, and was no one to be trusted, but she didn't have much of a choice.


"Y-yes. I do. But what about you? If they see you..."
 
"If they catch me too bad, atleast I did something I think is right" I say to her.


I then take out my knife and I cut my hand and I put my blood on the fridge making a slight trail outside.


I then go back for her and I put my knife away and I grab her with my bloody hand and I run with her to a hidden shed that we could stake out for the night.
 
She didn't now what to say, he risked his own life for her. She was just about to say thanks, when he pulled out a knife and cut his hand.


"No! What are you doing?" He probably didn't hear her because he had walked away. He came soon back and he grabbed her hand and they went out the exit and started to run in the night. The air vibrated of explosions and gunshots and she was scared, she wanted to hug his hand with hers, but she was afraid that she would make the wound worse. He seemed to know were they were going anyway.


"Wh-why did you hurt yourself?" She had to scream to make her heard over the noise.
 
We ran for over a mile looking for the certain place to hide out for the night.


The noise didn't seem to bother me but the screams and gunshots pained for me to listen to.


"I had to make it look like I killed you, it was either cut your hand or mine."


As I find the shed I enter it quickly know this is the safest place to hide out for the night. "I hate to hear all those noises..."
 
"I do to. But you should have cut mine hand. Look how much you are bleeding! You are going to die if we dont take care of you..." She started to look around for a bandage and remembered her braid. She took it out, letting her hair fall free and started to bind his hand up with the long ribbon. When she was finished she was happy with the result, it wasn't the prettiest but it had stopped the blood. She had thought herself to take care of wounds a while ago.


"You should rest, you lost a lot of blood. Do you have a flashligt or some candles or something? It's quite dark in here." She blushed at her fear of the dark.
 
"No, sorry. It's safer is we leave it dark. But if anyone comes in that is a threat don't bother to shoot them..." I say to her hand her my gun. I did what she wanted me to do as I look at my hand bandaged up with her ribbon.I then soon after fall asleep on the cold ground, curled up trying to keep myself warm enough to sleep.
 
"Oh, okay." Grace said. He put the guns in her hands. It was heavy and... a bit warm? She swallowed when se realised where the heat came from. It had been fired not so long ago. She tried to not to think about whos live he ended, the unknown man sleeping on the floor. She thought about to run away, but it was much more dangerous outside and if he wanted to kill her he would have done it before. It was cold in the shed and she couldn't see if there was a fireplace or a oven somewhere so she decided to try to go to sleep to. She probably wasn't able to with all this noise, but not long after she laid down a couple of feets from the man, she fell asleep and forgetted about the dark, the killing and the unknown man.
 
The sun rose up the next morning and all the noise was gone. I woke up soon after peeking outside to see if it was clear and it was. I hated to do it but I woke the girl up "we have to arrive at the border before sunset." I say to her.
 
Grace woke up by the mans voice and the sun. It was silent and she tried to not think about her city. She was sleepy but when he started to talk about "we" she said, fully awake;


"No. I have to arrive at the border. You have risked your life enough. Mine is probably already ruined and I don't want you to ruin yours. I can make it there myself." She didn't really thought that she would make it. She didn't really know were the border was actually. But she didn't want the soldier to risk his life anymore. He seemed to be a nice person and she didn't want him to die. But at the same time, she wanted him to follow her to the border, she wanted his company and she wanted the weird feeling of safety he gave her.


"You can go back to the city and tell them that you hunted me down and killed me. You will be fine."
 
"The border is guarded by atleast one to two hundred men, your not gonna make it out alive. I'm going with wether you like it or not." I say to her "And my life is ruined once I didn't shoot you."


I stare at the girl "and how would I explain my cut?" I continue. I realized she wanted my safety but he didn't care about his, getting this girl away from the soilders is my main priority.


"If we are going to get out of here alive you need to do what I say ok?"
 
"If the border is guarded by two hundred men, how are we going to get out?" She was happy that he seemed to care about her, it was a feeling she didn't feel much. "Do you have a plan?" And he was right, she was never going to make it out alive. And he obviously wouldn't let her go alone. "Well, I guess...thank you. For helping me." She looked in his eyes and blushed. It was nice with company, she just wasn't used to it. "I'll do as you say."
 

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