Post by Tom Edwards on Jun 4, 2008 14:47:56 GMT
Accepted! Welcome to the board!
- Nice application, but do try to break your typing down into segments of paragraphs, so it's easier to read. :)
Also, it's "Nazis", not "Natzis" :P Same with "Horse", not "Hoarse".
So do make sure to check your spelling before posting. Best option is to write in a word-document, so you can see any mistakes made.
Anyhow, WELCOME!
~Danny
Account E-Mail: sam_t_edwards@hotmail.com
Name:
Tom Edwards
Nationality:
Welsh
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?
UK
Character History:
Tom Edwards was born in Cardiff in November 1918 he was raised in London by his mother and father Philip and Mary Edwards. He has two older brothers and sisters David, Richard, Lily and Sarah Edwards. Edwards mother Mary Edwards died when he was at the age of nine. Following her death was Tom’s father Philip Edwards five months later. At the age of eighteen Tom Edwards went to Cambridge University and at the age of twenty he started to drink heavily having gotten kicked out the university he signed up for the army as a private aged twenty one.
Military Rank:
Corporal
Writing Sample:
The night was dark with a mysterious feeling about it. The cold damp rain covered the enemy lines a figure moved in the distance as silent as the night he was covered in head to toe in mud and was completely damp he crawled silently over the German trench his eyes were staring over at the shells he was wearing some sort of uniform with a mud covered union jack on it. ‘‘Blast’’ he suddenly said ’where the hell is everybody?’ said the young man he was aged about twenty one and was a private in the British army. ‘’ Come on’’ he kept on repeating ‘’It should be round here somewhere where is it?’’ suddenly a twig snapped in the distance ‘’what is that?’’ the private said. Suddenly he felt a shiver down his spine ’’better get going wait a minute i see it over there!’’ he said to himself he headed for the nearby bunker. As he was about to open the door another snap came Tom could dent shake the feeling that he was being watched he felt uneasy and nervous another snap. Tom bolted through the door what was that? He thought to himself better keep on his guard. Suddenly someone opened fire on him ‘’Blast!’’ he said it was a trap! He reached for his Enfield 303 MK4 no his rifle only had one bullet he had to run for cover and reach camp there would be no British prisoners to rescue blast. He ran for cover dam them there were natzies in the bunker as well one clear shot and he would be dead killed he ran outside and jumped into a ditch suddenly he grabbed his leg as he cried out in pain dam he though now the natzies would get him for sure he limped to a farmhouse there was a hoarse he crawled on and started riding back to camp all he could think of was how he was going to explain to his superiors.
- Nice application, but do try to break your typing down into segments of paragraphs, so it's easier to read. :)
Also, it's "Nazis", not "Natzis" :P Same with "Horse", not "Hoarse".
So do make sure to check your spelling before posting. Best option is to write in a word-document, so you can see any mistakes made.
Anyhow, WELCOME!
~Danny
Account E-Mail: sam_t_edwards@hotmail.com
Name:
Tom Edwards
Nationality:
Welsh
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?
UK
Character History:
Tom Edwards was born in Cardiff in November 1918 he was raised in London by his mother and father Philip and Mary Edwards. He has two older brothers and sisters David, Richard, Lily and Sarah Edwards. Edwards mother Mary Edwards died when he was at the age of nine. Following her death was Tom’s father Philip Edwards five months later. At the age of eighteen Tom Edwards went to Cambridge University and at the age of twenty he started to drink heavily having gotten kicked out the university he signed up for the army as a private aged twenty one.
Military Rank:
Corporal
Writing Sample:
The night was dark with a mysterious feeling about it. The cold damp rain covered the enemy lines a figure moved in the distance as silent as the night he was covered in head to toe in mud and was completely damp he crawled silently over the German trench his eyes were staring over at the shells he was wearing some sort of uniform with a mud covered union jack on it. ‘‘Blast’’ he suddenly said ’where the hell is everybody?’ said the young man he was aged about twenty one and was a private in the British army. ‘’ Come on’’ he kept on repeating ‘’It should be round here somewhere where is it?’’ suddenly a twig snapped in the distance ‘’what is that?’’ the private said. Suddenly he felt a shiver down his spine ’’better get going wait a minute i see it over there!’’ he said to himself he headed for the nearby bunker. As he was about to open the door another snap came Tom could dent shake the feeling that he was being watched he felt uneasy and nervous another snap. Tom bolted through the door what was that? He thought to himself better keep on his guard. Suddenly someone opened fire on him ‘’Blast!’’ he said it was a trap! He reached for his Enfield 303 MK4 no his rifle only had one bullet he had to run for cover and reach camp there would be no British prisoners to rescue blast. He ran for cover dam them there were natzies in the bunker as well one clear shot and he would be dead killed he ran outside and jumped into a ditch suddenly he grabbed his leg as he cried out in pain dam he though now the natzies would get him for sure he limped to a farmhouse there was a hoarse he crawled on and started riding back to camp all he could think of was how he was going to explain to his superiors.