Post by Leonhard Krause on Sept 2, 2011 19:14:02 GMT
Not Done
Account E-Mail: The accounts name is Vladyboy
Name: Vladimir Ivanov
Nationality:
Russian
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?
UK, US or Soviet: Soviet
Character History:
Born in nineteen ten in Petrograd, Russia, out of wedlock to a drunk of a father and a natural whore of a mother. A year later, his younger brother Pavel was born. At the young age of seven, Vladimir`s mother disappeared, his father told him and Pavel later on that she died in riots during the civil war. Vlad secretly never believed him, and believed his mother was murdered in his father`s drunken rage. Vlad`s father, Boris, was a devot and strong Communist and took part in the October Revolution. Even naming his first born son Vladimir after the great Vladimir Lenin, and his second son after Pavel Dybenko, Boris` commanding officer. But this didn`t stop his drinking, it got so bad at one point, he stopped paying Vlad`s school when he was just thirteen, he simply stopped caring for his children. Vlad and Pavel were sent to their grandparents in Moscow, who were nothing like Vlad`s father, being rich, die-hard Nationalists who hid most of their money so the Communist regime couldn`t have it. They put Vlad and Pavel in the best school in all of Moscow oblast, problem was, they were picked on.
The parents of the children told them to purposely bully them because of single fact that their grandparents were nationalists, Vlad felt so much rejection that it was like the air he breathed. Vlad always got along with his brother Pavel, which is why Vlad took all the beatings, the harassment, the bullying, so Pavel wouldn`t be traumatized. After five years of torture, the brothers were offered the opportunity of going to one of the best Universities in the Soviet Union, in all of Eastern Europe for that matter, by his grandparents. Pavel took it, but Vlad wanted nothing to do with it, wasting his grandparents` money on alcohol and women. His grandparents would soon pass away, under suspicious circumstances, but left all their money to Pavel. Vladimir set out on the Kremlin, and eventually made a few deadly drunken friends, Kirill, Vasily, and Andrei. At first they were four, harmless binge drinkers and whoremongerers, but quickly turned to crime to support their wild lifestyle.
Soon after that, Vlad`s father had fell from the window of his five story tall apartment building to his death, his apartment sacked and whatever little money he had was gone. The group went on a series of small robberies, grocery stores, small town banks, rarely even hijackings or mugging. Everything was perfect, everything was for the taking, if they needed a few dollars, they`d pistol-whip a person walking down the street and take their wallet. Groceries? Steal em. Nothing to worry about, but they wanted more, with their feet on the mere edge of damnation and greed in their eyes, they went out to conquer the biggest and richest bank possibly in all of the Soviet Union. They spent days, weeks, even a few months to gather intelligence, watching the bank schedule, and gathering weapons. Finally, they were be ready to do it, two months after deciding to pull it off.
They arrived in Andrei`s van and rushed in with rifles drawn like hyenas on prey. They did everything right, even though it was a humongous, cathedral sized building they did everything right, but nothing holy would be going on here. Everyone was tied up, bank tellers, security, everyone, then they had large safe door unlocked by the only person, the only one in the bank not tied up. Once the vault was unlocked, the four men were so excited they jumped in and started throwing Rubles in their sacks almost faster then the bank manager who closed the vault once they were inside. While inside they unloaded and threw their rifles in the corner of the vault and layed on their stomachs, hoping- praying to not be slaughtered in that cold dark room. NKVD, Red Army, Militsiya, rushed in and beat them severely, even knocking a few teeth out of Vlad`s mouth, then he would be knocked out completely.
When Vladimir woke up he was half way to Siberia in the back of a small truck with his three friends, all tied up, sitting on small, cold seats that made his buttocks hurt like crazy. That would be nothing compared to what he would go threw at Поля смерти (translated as "The Death Fields"). He had arrived in a labor camp filled with everyone from political prisoners to serial killers, in his stay there he would be beaten, stabbed, tortured,raped in the showers by Yaklov.... ew.... Yaklov. But one event would stay with him to the very end of his days. One day, Vlad had to walk across camp to report to an NKVD officer because he had to do nearby road construction. A man he recognized as the Nationalist faction leader amongst the Nationalist prisnors had approached him with something metallic in hand. When the man was in front of Vlad, he realized it was a shiv, but it was too late to react. The Nationalist lifted the shiv above his head and it connected with the forehead of Vladimir, making him instantly fall to the ground. He would be stabbed six more times in the back before the Nationalist dropped the shiv and ran. The back wounds were not deep at all and did surprisingly little damage, but he had passed out to the sight of blood dripping down his eyes.
Kirill would come to the rescue of Vlad right after witnessing the attacker run off. He would be saved in time, the shiv hadn't pierced Vlad`s thick skull. He was lucky, the attacker, however wouldn't. That night, the suspected man was smothered in his sleep, Vlad claimed to be sleeping in the infirmary at the time. After that, he lost it, he lost his mind, he lost his sanity.
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.
How did you find us? If you found us via a link somewhere, where was it? If someone pointed you here, who was it?:
Account E-Mail: The accounts name is Vladyboy
Name: Vladimir Ivanov
Nationality:
Russian
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?
UK, US or Soviet: Soviet
Character History:
Born in nineteen ten in Petrograd, Russia, out of wedlock to a drunk of a father and a natural whore of a mother. A year later, his younger brother Pavel was born. At the young age of seven, Vladimir`s mother disappeared, his father told him and Pavel later on that she died in riots during the civil war. Vlad secretly never believed him, and believed his mother was murdered in his father`s drunken rage. Vlad`s father, Boris, was a devot and strong Communist and took part in the October Revolution. Even naming his first born son Vladimir after the great Vladimir Lenin, and his second son after Pavel Dybenko, Boris` commanding officer. But this didn`t stop his drinking, it got so bad at one point, he stopped paying Vlad`s school when he was just thirteen, he simply stopped caring for his children. Vlad and Pavel were sent to their grandparents in Moscow, who were nothing like Vlad`s father, being rich, die-hard Nationalists who hid most of their money so the Communist regime couldn`t have it. They put Vlad and Pavel in the best school in all of Moscow oblast, problem was, they were picked on.
The parents of the children told them to purposely bully them because of single fact that their grandparents were nationalists, Vlad felt so much rejection that it was like the air he breathed. Vlad always got along with his brother Pavel, which is why Vlad took all the beatings, the harassment, the bullying, so Pavel wouldn`t be traumatized. After five years of torture, the brothers were offered the opportunity of going to one of the best Universities in the Soviet Union, in all of Eastern Europe for that matter, by his grandparents. Pavel took it, but Vlad wanted nothing to do with it, wasting his grandparents` money on alcohol and women. His grandparents would soon pass away, under suspicious circumstances, but left all their money to Pavel. Vladimir set out on the Kremlin, and eventually made a few deadly drunken friends, Kirill, Vasily, and Andrei. At first they were four, harmless binge drinkers and whoremongerers, but quickly turned to crime to support their wild lifestyle.
Soon after that, Vlad`s father had fell from the window of his five story tall apartment building to his death, his apartment sacked and whatever little money he had was gone. The group went on a series of small robberies, grocery stores, small town banks, rarely even hijackings or mugging. Everything was perfect, everything was for the taking, if they needed a few dollars, they`d pistol-whip a person walking down the street and take their wallet. Groceries? Steal em. Nothing to worry about, but they wanted more, with their feet on the mere edge of damnation and greed in their eyes, they went out to conquer the biggest and richest bank possibly in all of the Soviet Union. They spent days, weeks, even a few months to gather intelligence, watching the bank schedule, and gathering weapons. Finally, they were be ready to do it, two months after deciding to pull it off.
They arrived in Andrei`s van and rushed in with rifles drawn like hyenas on prey. They did everything right, even though it was a humongous, cathedral sized building they did everything right, but nothing holy would be going on here. Everyone was tied up, bank tellers, security, everyone, then they had large safe door unlocked by the only person, the only one in the bank not tied up. Once the vault was unlocked, the four men were so excited they jumped in and started throwing Rubles in their sacks almost faster then the bank manager who closed the vault once they were inside. While inside they unloaded and threw their rifles in the corner of the vault and layed on their stomachs, hoping- praying to not be slaughtered in that cold dark room. NKVD, Red Army, Militsiya, rushed in and beat them severely, even knocking a few teeth out of Vlad`s mouth, then he would be knocked out completely.
When Vladimir woke up he was half way to Siberia in the back of a small truck with his three friends, all tied up, sitting on small, cold seats that made his buttocks hurt like crazy. That would be nothing compared to what he would go threw at Поля смерти (translated as "The Death Fields"). He had arrived in a labor camp filled with everyone from political prisoners to serial killers, in his stay there he would be beaten, stabbed, tortured,
Kirill would come to the rescue of Vlad right after witnessing the attacker run off. He would be saved in time, the shiv hadn't pierced Vlad`s thick skull. He was lucky, the attacker, however wouldn't. That night, the suspected man was smothered in his sleep, Vlad claimed to be sleeping in the infirmary at the time. After that, he lost it, he lost his mind, he lost his sanity.
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.
How did you find us? If you found us via a link somewhere, where was it? If someone pointed you here, who was it?: