Klaus Eberhardt

[Klaus Eberhardt]

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Name: Klaus Eberhardt

Nationality: German

What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?: Wehrmacht Infantry.

Character History:

Klaus Eberhardt was born in Berlin. His birth date is unknown, due to the fact that his father was a criminal, and his family were essentially on the run from the law, so not many people knew of the boy's birth. His parents were killed one summer night when they came across an old accomplice of Mr. Eberhardt. In an attempt to make a trade, Mr. Eberhardt's weapon he was trading discharged a round, which grazed the other man's arm. This accident was interpreted as an attack, and the man shot and killed Klaus' father and mother, and with their death the birth date of Klaus was lost. The year of birth was also lost, but based on his appearance, as well as the memories of Klaus, he was either born in late 1917 or early 1918. He was taken in by a family that found him in his late father's hideout. As he grew up, he felt that with the death of his parents, the world had somehow hated him, and was punishing him for crimes that he never committed. Eventually, as an adult, he decided to join the Wehrmacht for two reasons; as a way to put things in his mind other than just his parents and his past, and to take out his anger with the world on those who dare to attack his country.

Rank: Oberfeldwebel

Writing sample (following the scenario posted in the Axis Application thread):

Klaus was worried. He'd never felt this level of fear before in his life. He'd always thought of himself being at the top of his league, and never letting anything or anyone best him. However, this was a different experience all together. He didn't know what he was going up against. He tried to concentrate on what was there in front of him and where he was trying to go, yet the thoughts kept crawling back into his mind, seemingly taking him somewhere else.

"Klaus, können Sie dies tun ..." (Klaus, you can do this...) he kept softly repeating to himself. After a while of moving closer to friendly territory, he couldn't distinguish whether he was repeating this out loud, or if he was just repeating it in his mind.


That's it, thanks for reading.

[Nathan Whyte]

Hi Klaus,

I'm sorry to say that you're App is denied. We require that the Bio and the writing sample are 15 lines each, and that's to get a PVT (Schitze Schütze) rank. For NCO's, the highest rank we give out is SGT (Unteroffizier).

[Klaus Eberhardt]

Account Email: [e-mail]
Name: Klaus Eberhardt

Nationality: German

What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?: Wehrmacht Infantry.

Character History:

Klaus Eberhardt was born in Berlin. His birth date is unknown, due to the fact that his father was a criminal, and his family were essentially on the run from the law, so not many people knew of the boy's birth. His parents were killed one summer night when they came across an old accomplice of Mr. Eberhardt. In an attempt to make a trade, Mr. Eberhardt's weapon he was trading discharged a round, which grazed the other man's arm. This accident was interpreted as an attack, and the man shot and killed Klaus' father and mother, and with their death the birth date of Klaus was lost. The year of birth was also lost, but based on his appearance, as well as the memories of Klaus, he was either born in late 1917 or early 1918. He was taken in by a family that found him in his late father's hideout. As he grew up, he felt that with the death of his parents, the world had somehow hated him, and was punishing him for crimes that he never committed. Throughout his teenage years, others usually either pitied him, or despised him. He wasn't exactly a lovable type, and while nobody could ever really regard him as evil, he often hung out with the bad crowds wherever he ended up wandering off to, and occasionally getting into bar fights. He never attained a real criminal record as in most cases, while he did do much to provoke his assailants, in all of the incidents his attacks were purely in self defense. He fell into a bit of a depressing eventually, and considered suicide as an option. He quickly threw the idea out of his mind the next day. Things were very tough though, as people saw his last name and recognized it from the stories in the newspaper about the "Eberhardt Thief," and they quickly had an awful impression of him. At the age of 18, he nearly killed a person that had attacked him, and the feeling of having a person's life in his hands actually made him feel very good. He thought it was awful that he thought that, and hoped that the next morning, he hoped that it would be gone. Yet it wasn't, and he didn't know what he could do to contain these feelings. One idea that had crossed his mind was the military. He wasn't sure about this however, because he thought that when the time would come to pull the trigger, he wouldn't be able to do it. Every now and then, the thought crossed his mind. Eventually, as an adult, he decided to join the Wehrmacht for two reasons; as a way to put things in his mind other than just his parents and his past, and to take out his anger with the world on those who dare to attack his country. During his first combat operation, he had ended up taking two American lives, and that moment had changed his life. He realized, after pulling the trigger and the resulting two deaths, that he had enjoyed killing, at least those that deserved it, and decided that he could do more, and he could advance in the ranks. He loved his new job, the danger that came with it thrilled him, the pride after winning made him happy, and, like a tether grounding someone from paradise, wounds he recieved from battle reminded him that this was the real world, and while he was just one person, he wanted to show all the people that despised him for his last name alone, that he could he the best of the best.



Rank: Unteroffizer

Writing sample (following the scenario posted in the Axis Application thread):

Klaus was worried. He'd never felt this level of fear before in his life. He'd always thought of himself being at the top of his league, and never letting anything or anyone best him. However, this was a different experience all together. He didn't know what he was going up against. He tried to concentrate on what was there in front of him and where he was trying to go, yet the thoughts kept crawling back into his mind, seemingly taking him somewhere else.

"Klaus, können Sie dies tun ..." (Klaus, you can do this...) he kept softly repeating to himself. After a while of moving closer to friendly territory, he couldn't distinguish whether he was repeating this out loud, or if he was just repeating it in his mind.

Klaus got nearer to the friendly lines, and as he went, it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. The thoughts that were clouded together in a thick fog in his mind dispersed into more manageable feelings, and his strong, soldier persona presented itself once more. Just as he began to re solidify his awareness, he heard a gunshot. He checked to see if it had discharged from his own weapon. Klaus bent down to see if he could see a spent cartridge on the ground. He couldn't find one, and determined his own weapon had not fired. The feelings of worry began to settle in again, clouding his judgment. The quickly returning feelings sent a sort of shock to his body, and he fell over. He ran for a nearby tree, and hid underneath it for a few minutes. These minutes seemed as though they were mere seconds. Klaus looked out to see if he was clear to keep moving, and he saw two American soldiers in the distance. He couldn't understand what they were saying, but one of them seemed to be scolding the other one. Klaus had put it together now; one of them had accidentally fired a round off, and he was being chastised. Klaus let out a sigh of relief. He noticed that he was bleeding from the arm; he hadn't noticed it, and he didn't even know when it happened. Was this from the bullet that was accidentally fired? Or was it from something else? It scared him, yet he took pleasure into the fact that he had made it out of that situation without a serious injury.

Klaus began to head back to the friendly lines. He'd fought battles before, but nothing like this. All his life, he had looked at what he was going to face right in the eyes, with a "go get 'em" attitude. For him, these situations seemed easy, like they were a simple walk in the park. Yet the experience he just had changed his perspective on things, and he didn't know whether he wanted to be in the Wehrmacht anymore or not. Yet he shook this feeling, and after some thinking, he realized he did want to stay.

While he was walking, he half-jokingly whispered to himself, "Ich bin an die Front stecken..." (I am sticking to the front lines), knowing that it wasn't even up to him, hoping that someone would hear him speak.

[Nathan Whyte]

Okay, that's more like it.

I'm going to welcome you to the site with the rank of Obergefreiter (Corporal.)

If you have any questions, feel free to ask anyone, and make sure you read the Beginners Guide. Also, you may wish to use paragraph's to better effect (your Bio is a rather daunting wall of text), and you would know if you're own firearm went off. They aren't quiet, and you can feel it.

Can you plwease register an account using the e-mail from the App? Thank you.