Post by Joing Neutral forces on Oct 11, 2010 13:42:39 GMT
Account E-mail: flyboyz.brown@gmail.com
Name: Deven Brown
Nationality: American (USA)
Whar army will your character serve beneath?: US Forces
Character History: He was born on December Second, 22 years old. He had grown up with both of his parents, and with both older brother and sister. They lived in Manhattan, New York at the time until he reached the age of 13. When they moved to Atlanta, Georgia that when things changed. When he reached age 20 his brother and sister moved out of the house, he was left alone to care for his parents. As two years passed he got word from a friend that his brother house had burn down, and he had joined the army. His mother cried for days of his going, and as few months passed his mother died. He was left alone, he thought his sister would show up during the summer or anytime but she never did. He was kicked out of the house by the land lord for not paying the rent on time. He was Devastated, he walked past the streets angry at his own self. As he walked on he stoped in front of a store and looked through the glass at the television. It was the news, it was a picture of his brother carrying a wounded soldier. "Thats it"! he screamed in his head. He would join the army and fight in the war
Military Rank: Corporal, Private if i can't get the Corporal rank
Writing Sample:
(Will finish,im at the library and my time on the computer is running out)
Last Edit: Oct 18, 2010 5:03:13 GMT by Heiko Alkema
Writing Sample: Deven was on a convy truck with the rest of his squad. He looked around at his men, he noticed that they were ether playing with there gun or just looking at the floor. He looked at a private in front of him shooked his head, the private was daydreaming. He figure out he should leave him alone. One of the soldiers on the truck screamed "Look" there was another soldier running behind us trying to get on the truck.
"Come on guys this isn't funny" the soldier screamed. As he reached out his hand an bomb hit the end of the truck. The truck leaned over and the private fell on his leg. Cpl. Deven Brown open his eyes, he was laying on the ground and Sgt. Dixon was dragging him away from the truck. "Get up"! the Sgt. screamed.
Terrified he got up and ran to a group of soldiers taking cover behind a 4'0 wall. When he got there he crouched as low as he could. A Lt. said "What's your name soldier"? Deven straighten his helmet and answered "Cpl. Deven Brown sir" then the Lt.us asked him to heal a wounded guy sitting by him, leaning on the wall. He did as he was told he sat near the guy, put his M1 grand down and looked at the guys arm. It was a bullet in his arm blocking blood to come out.
He looked at his Medical bag and reached in it for anything. All he found was scissors, "Well it was close" he thought in his head. He said "This is going to hurt a little" then put the scissor into the wound and grabbed the bullet with it, then pulled it out. The guy let out a yell then Deven riped of the guys sleeve, and tied it around the wound. Then looked around for the Lt. but he was know were in sight.
There was only Sgt. Dixon and a Pvt. with him. Sgt. Dixon said "Were moving out on 3"
Post by Pvt. Daniel Brown on Oct 17, 2010 23:14:30 GMT
(I forgot to post this but im creating this character, and im continuing form where i left of)
Deven looked at the wounded guy and said "What's your name private"? then man answerd "Private John Adams". Deven looked at Sgt. Dixon then said "I'll stay with Adams here" then looked at the guy then back to Sgt. Dixon. It looked like Dixon thought about it for a second then answerd "You can stay, but watch out it suddenly got quite around here" then said "Let's move out" to the private. After a while Cpl. Deven Brown helped up Pvt. Adams and said "Let's go". They walked on for 20 minutes when the heard a gun shot.
Deven took cover behind a car in a crouch position. Pvt. Adams ran as fast as he can, but he was running the wrong way. There was another gun shot and Pvt.Adams fell to the ground,dead. "Damn" Deven thought, then he ran the opposite way then stoped by a tree, taking breather. "Where am I"? he said in his head, he walked on slowly looking back because he thought someone was following him.
He stopped, and turned around his gun pointing straight ahead. He was breathing heavily, then he turned around and kept walking. "Someone's watching me" he kept repeating in his head, then he started running. He stoped when he saw a tree then hid behind it, his gun on his chest. He was scared, sweat was running down his back but he felt cold. "I got to fight" he said in his mind, then he got a way from the tree and yelled "Where are you, come and fight like a man!".
He half waiting for a response when there was a loud noise and he droped to the ground grabbing his arm, apparently he was shot there'd. He trying not to yell when a german pointed a gun at him. Then he past out from all the blood he lost. When he open his eyes to notice he was in a convy truck, he smiled knowing he was going home.
Your application was slightly short, but a good average length for between the ranks you're applying for (private to corporal). Asides the length, your spelling and punctuation isn't fantastic and your very short during your paragraphs, you could perhaps be a tad more detailed?
Otherwise, you've shown a basic/small knowledge in medical care during your application and a keen sense for the era you're role playing. So I'm happy to accept you as a Medical Trainee that is granted at the rank of Private for a medical combatant.
Congratulations! ~Danny[/color]
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