Post by guest on Sept 7, 2009 3:49:38 GMT
Account:Tadeusz
E-mail:TadeuszEmail@yahoo.com
Name:Tadeusz Sadowski
Nationality:Germany
Army:Nazi/German Army
Character Background:Tadeusz was born in 1910 Berlin,Germany.He was the son of a soldier who was killed during the great war when he was only 6.After the war his mother became the wife of a wealthy Major for the army.He told Tad all sorts of stories about the war,but what intrigued Tadeusz the most was the giant machines know as tanks.He went into a military academy when was 12 and graduated in 1930.After a fatal car accident his mother and step dad were killed.He served as a artillery gunner till he was chosen to become a tank commander in 1936.He was put into the 4th panzer Division and started training for the war.He has brown hair,blue eyes and is 5'11.Being an excessive gambler he plays allot of poker when off duty.He is also a devoted catholic and tries to get to service every Sunday.He does not believe in Hitlers ideals but is a true patriot to the fatherland.
Rank:Tank Commander
Writing Sample
Thou the dead of night a men crawls from a fiery wreckage that was his tank.Got to get..away,Tad thought.Trying to pull himself with his arms.Clutching at the ground he pulls himself as his broken leg is dragged.Please God help me get thou please ,whispered Tad.Grinding his teeth he feels the fear that infantry men feel.Not protected and alone.Making his way down a hill he flips over and silently rolls down.Every turn pain,every time.He can't take much more.Thinking he should just yell out and let a soviet sniper take care of him,no I can't thats a cowards ways out.Sliding into a stream he cups his hands and take a sip.Cool and nice,He wishes he didn't leave his canteen in the tank.The feel of being watched is in his mind.If he is why can't they already end it?Never mind got to get back to the camp he thought.Starting back up and crawling he could hear voices in the background.Luckily they were to far back.If they see me they could just walk up and beat me if they wanted to do,which they probably did.Those savages he thought how could they just shoot Heinrich like that.Turning his mind from that memory he sees lights.A fire he thought.He crept up closer and saw it was a squad of men.Looking like they might be Germans he didn't care the pain was spreading.He shouted.
E-mail:TadeuszEmail@yahoo.com
Name:Tadeusz Sadowski
Nationality:Germany
Army:Nazi/German Army
Character Background:Tadeusz was born in 1910 Berlin,Germany.He was the son of a soldier who was killed during the great war when he was only 6.After the war his mother became the wife of a wealthy Major for the army.He told Tad all sorts of stories about the war,but what intrigued Tadeusz the most was the giant machines know as tanks.He went into a military academy when was 12 and graduated in 1930.After a fatal car accident his mother and step dad were killed.He served as a artillery gunner till he was chosen to become a tank commander in 1936.He was put into the 4th panzer Division and started training for the war.He has brown hair,blue eyes and is 5'11.Being an excessive gambler he plays allot of poker when off duty.He is also a devoted catholic and tries to get to service every Sunday.He does not believe in Hitlers ideals but is a true patriot to the fatherland.
Rank:Tank Commander
Writing Sample
Thou the dead of night a men crawls from a fiery wreckage that was his tank.Got to get..away,Tad thought.Trying to pull himself with his arms.Clutching at the ground he pulls himself as his broken leg is dragged.Please God help me get thou please ,whispered Tad.Grinding his teeth he feels the fear that infantry men feel.Not protected and alone.Making his way down a hill he flips over and silently rolls down.Every turn pain,every time.He can't take much more.Thinking he should just yell out and let a soviet sniper take care of him,no I can't thats a cowards ways out.Sliding into a stream he cups his hands and take a sip.Cool and nice,He wishes he didn't leave his canteen in the tank.The feel of being watched is in his mind.If he is why can't they already end it?Never mind got to get back to the camp he thought.Starting back up and crawling he could hear voices in the background.Luckily they were to far back.If they see me they could just walk up and beat me if they wanted to do,which they probably did.Those savages he thought how could they just shoot Heinrich like that.Turning his mind from that memory he sees lights.A fire he thought.He crept up closer and saw it was a squad of men.Looking like they might be Germans he didn't care the pain was spreading.He shouted.