Yet another prisoner...[Vaalto]

[Franz Walters]

Time: 9 O'clock, PM, Friday.
Weather: Dark, warm.
Season:Summer

Franz walked outside. he took out his Kar98. He knew what he had to do. The odd thing was, he couldn't find the other soldier."Where the hell..." Franz wondered. Franz had to start without him. He reaimed his kar98. He fired off a shot, ripping a hole in the skull, but exploding the back of the "Frenchie" as he called them's head. He reaimed, and fired a shot off, hitting the leg. This was a Russian cadet, now. He was captured in the haze of Africa. Some how he got in the wrong location. Franz would be heading to Africa soon.Franz walked over to the wounded Cadet, and asked him about Africa. After he was out of questions, Franz took both knives out. He stabbed the Cadet's head with both knives. He then sat down, cleaning the knives. He sheilthed them, then sipped some beer. "Where is he?!" Franz shouted, Waiting for his comrade.

[laukkenan]

The heat wasn't overwhelming, it was more of a warm feeling for him. Vaalto was ordered to go and oversee a group of prisoners. He had removed his jacket and carried his G43 rifle on his shoulder as he walked down the road. The prisoners were supposed to be up along the road some where.

"Try to add perfumes to your minds to meet me there,
The summer is here and it is with the blues;
You are not alone on this hot summer night.
We havethe natural fragrant to keep us going,
The summer time blues to swing with the muse;
You are not alone without the blues.
Scents for your love,
Mid-Summer-Night blues to your taste;
Enjoy the summer with the safety of numbers.
Summer time blues,
The fragrant of love to keep you going;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
Summer time blues,
The summer of a muse;
Summer time blues,
The summer of a poem;
With relationships that moves you up.
Summer time blues,
With the heat waves to crown the day;
Perfume your body to meet up to the act.

Let us visit Copacabana and Ipanema this summer,
Of the rocky promontory at sight to give you hope;
Like the summer time blues with your lover.
It is summer time,
Visit the beaches to see things for yourselves;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
Meet me there and touch me with your heart.
A summer time love with the blues,
Like the golden grape of my soul;
Summer is the essence of a colourful life.
The sense of reality in times like this,
The heat with love to share with others;
Where the hearts of lovers do meet like,
One's love never touched before.
Summer time blues is all about this muse,
A time of love to share with your lover;
Summer, summer, summer time! !"

Vaalto said aloud as he walked through the road. His mind was being taken up with delightful poems that would soon start making him turn into a human being, not a killing machine. Maybe, I should make my own poems, he thought as he was getting closer. The camp was in sight now as he slowly got to the camp.

As he strolled into the camp, his shirt was a bit dirty. Partially because of him sweating. He still wasn't used to this heat. Vaalto looked ahead and saw a group of prisoners being executed. A painful thought entered his head as he saw the men killed. Lets see if I can notice what type of personality this man has, Vaalto thought as he called out. "Herr obergrenadier. Warum sind sie töten diese Gefangenen?"


Translations

"Herr obergrenadier. Warum sind sie töten diese Gefangenen?"
"Herr Obergrenadier. Why are you killing those prisoners?"

[Franz Walters]

"Well," Franz replied."The one with his brains splattered everywhere was a french Resistance member.And the stiched up russian was found in Africa.Here, it's your turn." Franz pulled up a crazy man, looking as if he was high on drugs."This guy was found in a foxhole." Franz said."I recommened using your G43." Franz said, trying to make a joke. He kicked the crazy man in the back, making him go forward, right into Vaalto's aim. Franz was already holding another soldier, this time a british Sarge. The Sargent was puffing a long, thick, Fine Cuban cigar.Franz smacked the Brits head hard, causing the cigar to land on the ground.Franz stomped it out."Don't need that." Franz said. Franz then Stabbed the Brit in the back, causing a scream."Let it out, princess." Franz said. The Brit got agervated, but didn't resist.

[laukkenan]

"Herr obergrenadier. Warum sollten wir töten diese Männer? Sie haben bereits abgeliefert werden. Sie sind nicht mehr Feinde, aber Gefangenen. So müssen wir behandeln die als solche."
Vaalto said to the Obergrenadier who had just stabbed a prisoner in the back. Why would such things happen to the innocents of war. Those soldiers had already surrendered, as they gave up fighting. They should not be punished for that. "Wir alle Kampf für unsere eigene gründen. Viele für die Achse ihren Grund, ist für die Fuhrer. Für die Verbündeten ist es zu schützen, von der großen Nazi Bewegung in ganz Europa, weil der Achse. Aber, mich. Ich kämpfen, damit ich werde nicht sehen alle diejenigen, die nicht Kampf getötet. Diese Männer Mai gekämpft haben, aber sind sie kämpfen Sie hier." Vaalto said to the man standing before him killing prisoners. "Sie zwei, nehmen sie die Verwundeten Gefangenen zu medizinischen Gebäude und ihn flicken. Und Sie, was ist Ihre Namen auf?" Ordered Vaalto to two privates standing around. "You prisoners, go back to your tent." he said to the prisoners still standing around, as he waited patiently for the Obergrenadier to talk.

Translations

"Herr obergrenadier. Warum sollten wir töten diese Männer? Sie haben bereits abgeliefert werden. Sie sind nicht mehr Feinde, aber Gefangenen. So müssen wir behandeln die als solche."
"Herr Obergrenadier. Why should we kill these men? They have already surrendered. They are no longer enemies, but prisoners. So, we must treat the as such."

"Wir alle Kampf für unsere eigene gründen. Viele für die Achse ihren Grund, ist für die Fuhrer. Für die Verbündeten ist es zu schützen, von der großen Nazi Bewegung in ganz Europa, weil der Achse. Aber, mich. Ich kämpfen, damit ich werde nicht sehen alle diejenigen, die nicht Kampf getötet. Diese Männer Mai gekämpft haben, aber sind sie kämpfen Sie hier."
"We all fight for our own reasons. Many for the Axis their reason, is for the Fuhrer. For the Allies it is to protect themselves from the large Nazi movement going throughout Europe because of the Axis. But, me. I fight so that I won't have to see any of those who don't fight killed. These men may have fought, but are any of them fighting you here."

"Sie zwei, nehmen sie die Verwundeten Gefangenen zu medizinischen Gebäude und ihn flicken. Und Sie, was ist Ihre Namen auf?"
"You two, take the wounded prisoner to the medical building and get him patched up. And you, what is your name?"

[Franz Walters]

"No." Franz stopped the prisoners."I'm in charge of them.You don't trust me go ask the officer over there!"Franz was shouting now.The officer walked over and said,"What is the problem?""This man keeps ordering me to stop.Didn't you tell me too?"Franz then took out his beer bottle and let the brit have a sip."Enjoy it, it'll be your last." Franz ripped out his knife again, Holding it to the brits neck."Now, didn't you tell me I could?"Franz said impatiently.

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

OOC:If this is just for you two I apologize and I'll leave.

"Alright officer you can take a break as I watch this over." Freidrich said as he was moving towards a man with a knife pressed to another wounded man's throat.

"Private!"Freidrich barked. "Are you planning on murdering this man? If you are then why haven't I been informed?"Freidrich said in a loud voice trying to sound intimidating.

[Franz Walters]

OOC: Not a problem at all. YOu let me in your forums once. Time to pay tha favor EDIT: Sorry, I just came on for a min. And I didn't know it was illegle

IC:"No I haven't but I got a job to do."Just then, Franz remembered the law about killing prisoners. "Your lucky." Franz kick the brit down, then stomped on his head. Franz stabbed him in the foot one last time, then put his knife away. Franz said, "Sorry about my "outrage". I don't like people ordering around.Now, is anyone gonna report me?" Franz was worried. It wasn't the excution part. He was more worried about the war.He wanted to fight for his country, not be on it's Most Wanted list.He would also rather be shot in a field, then tortured until death.He put down his Kar98. "PLease guys, don't report me." Franz said in a "Begging" voice. He was just following orders. "I was only following orders..." Franz said. He already had two deaths on him.He was wondering if that was enough to get him, "Hanging" as he called it.Should I take the charges?Should I bargain? Franz didn't know what to do.He just sipped on his beer, than offered some to the two.

[Nathan Whyte]

Just a wee, freindly note, Franz, but it was illegal to kill PoWs. If they so wished, any of the other two members here could report you to an Officer which could initiate a Court Martial and lead to your execution. Which would suck.

I'd also like to remind you that CP is only issued for posts with IC longer than 15 lines. Some staff will even reduce your payout for shorter posts.

- Nathan

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

(Thanks for the info Nathan)

"Well now what's this? A big strong Nazi begging basicly for his life? And trying to bribe a superior with alcohol? Have some pride boy! Take some responsibility for it! But don't let me catch you doing it again or I'll take the glory of wasting an 8mm on you." Freidrich said with alot of strength in his tone.

"It's on you now Laukkenan. Tell me what should we do with this little savage?" Freidrich asked in a somewhat mocking voice.

Freidrich then walked over to Franz."It looks like I'm not going to write you up,but,you better worry about the dreamer over there.I hear they're a bit..." Freidrich paused."A bit different you know? But if I were you I'd try to get in his good graces."

Freidrich then walked over with clipboard in hand and found the two deceased names and wrote "DEAD" next to they're names.

[Franz Walters]

"Oh?You think I'm begging?" Franz couldn't get to Freidrich before the officer grabbed him."WANNA CALL ME BEGGING AGAIN?!" Franz couldn't reach his side knife."Your lucky." Franz walked to his beer bottle. He tossed it at Freidrich."By the way, it wasn't bargaining." Franz was as mad as ever. Another prisoner was kicked out.Franz took out his knife, and sliced down the prisoners arm."A russian..."Franz said. He took his knife away."Look, I'm sorry about that outbreak.I got mad.Now, can we start over?" Franz was trying to be nice."Lets, just start this over, be friends, and maybe after words, I can buy us all a beer. Or a cigarette?" Franz Kicked the prisoners head. Then looked back to Freidrich."By the way, whats your name?You never told us that."

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

"Oh a man with a temper. That'll get you killed one day. But as you said I can forget about it. My name's Fredrich,Freidrich Blutstein." Freidrich said with his hand streched out half-way. "Your name's Franz right? Where are you from?"

After saying this Freidrich called a few infantrymen to take the bodies away and to take the wounded man to the medical tent.

[Franz Walters]

"Yep,my name is Franz. I hail from originally Germany, moved to the states, then back here when war broke out."By this time, Franz had gripped Freidrich's hand, and slightly shook it.He then watched the prisoner walk away in pain. he was bleeding terribly."What the hell have I done?" he asked Freidrich.He walked over to the prisoner."Here to finish me off?" The prisoner said."No. I wanna say I'm sorry. Lemme help you." Franz took out some bandages he had got from a dieing medic on the fields of Africa.He patched up the knife wound, which would looked more like a kanata slash."Thank you." The Prisoner said."No problem. I am sorry for all the damage I caused you."The prisoner was then took away.Franz walked back to his comrade."Thank you for the anger advice."Now, how about that R and R?" Franz asked showing his friend a map, pointing to a local town."I can pay, and even get us a ride."

[Daniel Brennan]

Mod-Post

Keep those posts above 15 lines.

CP:
Franz: 3CP

Vaalto: 2CP

Freidrich: 3CP


~Dan

[Franz Walters]

Thank you

[laukkenan]

Wow, I would have posted more, but my computer crashed