Post by Andrei Elchinoff on Jul 30, 2011 21:20:58 GMT
Account E-Mail: Rigato_Caravel@yahoo.com
Name: Andrei Elchinoff
Nationality:
Bulgarian
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?: Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei, Waffen-SS division
Character History:
Andrei was a member of a simple farming family under the control of the Communists. Bulgaria was starving, inner turmoil from Communist control rising to a crescendo. King Boris of Bulgaria signed over control of his country to Adolf Hitler, who after several visits to the starving landscape tore it from Stalin's claws. Bulgaria stabilized within a few years of Nazi rule, given back their pride they were ardent supporters of Hitler's regime. Andrei's family, dead in the water after a harsh winter, welcomed the changes made by the Nazis. His mother, however did not survive Stalinist rule, leaving Andrei and his father aone to run the farm.
Several of Andrei's friends in Varna began to join the Nazi war effort when international hackles raised. Andrei, now a young man, was no less a fanatic. He broke from his family with very little money in his pocket to join the Waffen-SS, the foreign division of the Wehrmacht. The Sturmabateilung, or SA division was far too brutal, and the SS would not accept a foreigner. He longed to train under Himmler, now a personal hero, but Andrei had to settle for what he could get under his new commander. He decided to depart from normal grunt work to train as a sniper, pure bloodshed being far from his tastes.
Andrei now serves the Fatherland as a very capable shot, preferring to pick off his enemies from afar rather than get up close and bloody.
Military Rank:
Writing Sample:
Scenario: Your character is on the frontlines during a massive attack by the enemy. His leader takes a bullet to the chest leaving your character in charge... (What does he do? What is running through his mind?) Must be at least 15 lines of text.
Andrei settled on his stomach on the hard ground, the smells of smoke and blood reaching his nostrils. His left eye was glued to a scope, eyeing the action from afar. Men being cut down like weeds, what fool would choose to be that close? He'd lived this long because of the role he'd chosen for himself. Fanatics who rode in on white horses to save the Fatherland died twice as quick as intelligent men who hung back and chose their battles. He shifted his weight slightly, ears attuned to his surroundings. Not a noise was made, neither bird, man nor beast. Explosions and gunshots peppered the air. Most animals fled the sights of war before shots were fired, they could smell the tension in the air.
But his ears were always pricked for the sounds of someone who thought they could sneak up behind him. Nonsense, the Fatherland trained its snipers to be much more capable. He slowly rotated the long nose of the rifle, gaining a sweeping view of the battleground below. His commander, his division. He was the eagle watching over the wolves, ready to strike from above. He settled his gaze on a target and dropped him, the sudden swift jerk of the rifle nuzzling against his collarbone. A pause to see if any movement around him occured from the sound, a cock of the rifle, then he was back to surveying the area.
His commander was gone.
Gone? Within five minutes of being lost from his view? Where had the old fool gotten to? He grit his teeth and searched the grounds...and spied the man being dragged back limply by a few of his fellow soldiers. Dead, almost certainly, he had a hole in the middle of his chest. Possibly by another of his kinsmen, another sniper nestled in the hills on either end of the low ground. That, unfortunately, left Andrei in charge of the soldaten milling around in confusion below. Just wonderful. He had a radio with him but it was switched off to avoid grabbing the attention of anyone attempting to flank the Germans. He took a deep breath and switched it on.
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Google.
Name: Andrei Elchinoff
Nationality:
Bulgarian
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?: Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei, Waffen-SS division
Character History:
Andrei was a member of a simple farming family under the control of the Communists. Bulgaria was starving, inner turmoil from Communist control rising to a crescendo. King Boris of Bulgaria signed over control of his country to Adolf Hitler, who after several visits to the starving landscape tore it from Stalin's claws. Bulgaria stabilized within a few years of Nazi rule, given back their pride they were ardent supporters of Hitler's regime. Andrei's family, dead in the water after a harsh winter, welcomed the changes made by the Nazis. His mother, however did not survive Stalinist rule, leaving Andrei and his father aone to run the farm.
Several of Andrei's friends in Varna began to join the Nazi war effort when international hackles raised. Andrei, now a young man, was no less a fanatic. He broke from his family with very little money in his pocket to join the Waffen-SS, the foreign division of the Wehrmacht. The Sturmabateilung, or SA division was far too brutal, and the SS would not accept a foreigner. He longed to train under Himmler, now a personal hero, but Andrei had to settle for what he could get under his new commander. He decided to depart from normal grunt work to train as a sniper, pure bloodshed being far from his tastes.
Andrei now serves the Fatherland as a very capable shot, preferring to pick off his enemies from afar rather than get up close and bloody.
Military Rank:
Writing Sample:
Scenario: Your character is on the frontlines during a massive attack by the enemy. His leader takes a bullet to the chest leaving your character in charge... (What does he do? What is running through his mind?) Must be at least 15 lines of text.
Andrei settled on his stomach on the hard ground, the smells of smoke and blood reaching his nostrils. His left eye was glued to a scope, eyeing the action from afar. Men being cut down like weeds, what fool would choose to be that close? He'd lived this long because of the role he'd chosen for himself. Fanatics who rode in on white horses to save the Fatherland died twice as quick as intelligent men who hung back and chose their battles. He shifted his weight slightly, ears attuned to his surroundings. Not a noise was made, neither bird, man nor beast. Explosions and gunshots peppered the air. Most animals fled the sights of war before shots were fired, they could smell the tension in the air.
But his ears were always pricked for the sounds of someone who thought they could sneak up behind him. Nonsense, the Fatherland trained its snipers to be much more capable. He slowly rotated the long nose of the rifle, gaining a sweeping view of the battleground below. His commander, his division. He was the eagle watching over the wolves, ready to strike from above. He settled his gaze on a target and dropped him, the sudden swift jerk of the rifle nuzzling against his collarbone. A pause to see if any movement around him occured from the sound, a cock of the rifle, then he was back to surveying the area.
His commander was gone.
Gone? Within five minutes of being lost from his view? Where had the old fool gotten to? He grit his teeth and searched the grounds...and spied the man being dragged back limply by a few of his fellow soldiers. Dead, almost certainly, he had a hole in the middle of his chest. Possibly by another of his kinsmen, another sniper nestled in the hills on either end of the low ground. That, unfortunately, left Andrei in charge of the soldaten milling around in confusion below. Just wonderful. He had a radio with him but it was switched off to avoid grabbing the attention of anyone attempting to flank the Germans. He took a deep breath and switched it on.
How did you find us? If you found us via a link somewhere, where was it? If someone pointed you here, who was it?:
Google.
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