Within the Ruined Fields.

[scarypuppy]

World War 2 Never Ended.

1985, The United States Drops the bomb onto the German Controlled puppet state in Cuba. The Japanese Empire has been waging a war of attrition against the Soviet Union. Germany and Italy have been consolidating their forces, leaving Japan to it's own devices. The Zone of Alienation, The British Isles, is still inhospitable with the exception of the outlaying coast and portions of Ireland.

You, are a Child of Endless War.

You have seen the horrors of Modern Warefare.

You've Lost Everything dear to you, Your family Stripped from you, Your Country Controlled by a Facist Power.

The Only Remaining Free Countries are the United States, The Soviet Union, The African Collective of Democratic Nations, Mexico, Chile, and New Indochina.

But history proves that nothing remains free, not in this world. Free Nations protect themselves with massive armies, Weapons of untold destruction and totalitarian methods that desecrate every meaning of the word Freedom.

Where will it End....A Man Made Apocalypse? Or Will Peace, finally triumph.....

Choose your Role:
Axis: German Nazi, Italian Facist, Japanese Imperialist, Conscripted Civillian.
Allies: American Soldier, Russian Civilian, Indochinese Geurilla, Mexican Soldier, African Scout, Occupied Freedom Fighter.

Also, if  you wish to be a British Survivor living in the non-radiated portions of Britan, just ask.

ground rules: There will be blood. however, if you choose to be a civillian in an area I describe, you will have to act as your character would in the situation. If you are a soldier, you will be deployed per each 'chapter'. According to how I feel the PLAYERS do, I will decide the outcome of World History, meaning; Will your actions free the world from Tyranny and Opression, or will they ensure the continued dominance of your nation over the peoples of the Earth.

Axis designations:
Infantry
Civillian
Spy

Allied Designation
Infantry
Civillian
Spy

Drop off your description as follows:\

Name:
Country:
Ruling Government:
Species:
Body Description:
Shory Life Summary:
Goal:

Good luck, Im hoping for more than 3 people to join.

[Arke]

((If you want me to change any of this, just tell me. You were offline, and I was feeling kinda impatient.))

Name: David Bowman
Country: Britain, but currently in France
Ruling Government: Axis Dictatorship
Species: Wolf
Body Description: Lean, about average height. Clad in a leather bombardiers jacket.
Shory Life Summary: David was drafted into the R.A.F. shortly before the Isles were rendered wasteland, but was fortunately stationed in what was at the time the fortress city of Versailles. Recently the city fell to the axis seige, but a small group of allies managed to escape, David aboard an aging B-52 bomber. His plane succumbed to flak damage some miles South-East of Normandy, and David has been stranded in the woods with nothing but a paratrooper carbine and his wits to keep him alive.
Goal: To reach Allies, or at least regroup with his flight team.

[scarypuppy]

(All of Europe is Axis Controlled, so unless you make your way across the Atlantic....wait....thats a great idea!!!!)

The Forrest was calm, quiet, and dark. David's senses were working purely on adrenaline now, knowing that capture meant execution.
His only hope was to make it somehow to the Southwest Coast of Ireland, where the US was secretly aiding survivors, and making a launching point for further Nuclear Weapons.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

Name: maxi
Country:England,London
Ruling Government:she oesnt know
Species:flying fox
Body Description:small and slender
Shory Life Summary:arents were mysteriously killed and she was taken away from her brothers and sisters. she is trying to fin them as well as being a freedom fighter
Goal: to bring eace to th worl bu also to find her ittle brother and twin sister

[Arke]

((I liked to think so ))

He curses as he runs crawls through the brush, his left leg still killing him. Flawless execution pulling the chute, textbook landing, and yet he still managed to mess himself up. Banged his shin on a rock, or strained something, or Gods forbid broke it. Sure, he could walk on it, but it didn't have to be a terribly bad fracture. And dodging jerry patrols for a week straight on four hours sleep was about all he could take. This time, it was different. He crawled to the road and waited as a german transport rolled past. Crew of three, driver, gunner, passenger. As the car passes, he puts half a magazine in their direction with his carbine. The first shot struck the driver in the head, leaving his uniform in perfect order. Now he just had to hope his German wasn't too rusty.

[Dr. Strange]

Name: Shea
Country: Germany
Ruling Government: Axis Powers
Species: Werewolf
Body Description: In human form: Slender with accented muscles, full red lips, and bright green eyes. Wolf: midnight fur with red tail tip, underside, muzzle, paws and ears.
Short Life Summary: She was born to a family of poor wolves who were being taken care of by their human masters. She was taken away when she was six, sold off to war, and never heard from again. Now she wanders the battlefield, hoping for someone to kill her so that she may have peace.
Goal: To bring peace or victory to her master, Hitler. She is deadly determined to him, he was like a father to her.

Shea jumped in surprise when her radio crackled into life. "Shea, Komm!" A gruff voice snarled, then the line went dead once more. She sighed. "Ja, master."She replied, clipping it to her belt as she sneaked through the bushes to the concentration camp of Berlin. "I am here." Her German accent made it sound more like 'Vi am vere.'

[Arke]

Arke shoves the bodies out of the car and slips into the drivers uniform, leaving him with his own clothes and rifle. Fortunately, they had been roughly the same size. Taking one of the German submachine guns, he starts for a nearby port village he had seen on a map shortly before he had fled Versailles. A handful of patrols pass him, and he comes upon a group of resistance soldiers about to be executed, but he can not risk blowing his cover, even if he has no plan. With the Reich controlling Europe, his only real hopes of safety would be the Reds to the east or the Yankees across the pond. No cover story would get him to Moscow, especially in this uniform, and he doubted his car was designed for trans-atlantic voyages. The resistance could help, but since the Isles were destroyed they had lost their main equipment, training, and informational supplier. On the bright side, driving was much better for his leg.

[scarypuppy]

Sorry, been busy ;

Uhmm, Maxi, You need to post a bit of what your doing....not just who you are, sorry, shoulda been specific, now, onto the others.
(PS, Broken.....Even Real German Accents arent that heavily V....d.)

German Patrols eyed Arke as his rickety truck rambled along the worn streets of the port town. Occasionally civillian children would follow along shouting "Chocolate!" or "Buiscuit." but other than a few minor annoyances, his path was clear all the way to the small port, where a fishing trowler was at rest.

Shea walked through the gathering fog as a zombie, her eyes seeing all yet nothing at the same time, her body feeling tired and worn.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

(soz))

she crawled up the beach rocks unseen once again by patrol officers, once she reacehd her hidden sanctuary she set up the telagram to post to lomdon , she put in her message and lokked briefly around. she would have to be getting back before dawn.

[Arke]

Slightly emboldened, mostly by the fact that he has not died yet, he begins asking some of the civilians where the base is in this town, saying he has a message to deliver and was attacked on his way. Mostly this was to test his accent, which seemed passable, but he thought he just might be able to find something more helpful than his current mode of transportation. Like an armored car, a half track, or maybe a panzer, or... no, he would know if there was an airfield here. Still, the thought of 'commandeering' an ME-262, or even an old -109, gave him just enough hope to keep going. Eventually, after finding what looked like a message in the glove compartment, he began asking actual Germans, saying a resistance fighter or some kind of crazed civilian had ambushed him as he was trying to get here with the letter, and that the gunner and driver had been killed. A fairly tight alibi; it explained the blood, why he didn't know where the base was, and the bodies in the woods.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she glanced quickly round and raced back to the telephone kit, the message was that a man looking for an airfield would be coming in to search and  fly a airoplane..and it was her mission to find him.."great..."she sighed packed it up and was gone in a flash

[Dr. Strange]

(The way my uncle does is where I got that from, he's way too german to understand sometimes. >.< And his accent makes his words sound funny.)

"Ah, my daughter." THe man nodded, not at all phased that she could kill him without batting an eyelash.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she jumped from foot to foot unsure of how to find this man...hmm maybe the bar..no...oh this was hopless .she sighed openly and without realising it walked out into the line of an army truck

[Arke]

David was hardly paying attention when the girl stepped out in front of him. "Bloody hell!" The fact that he had shouted in english did not strike him until he had swerved out of the way nearly striking a tree. "The hell do you think you're doing? You could've gotten yourself killed running out into the road like... like... oh bugger..." He grabbed the submachine gun he had taken from one of the Jerrys he had killed and pointed it at her, switching back to German. "Get in the jeep, you're coming with me. You don't say a word to anyone, got that?"

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she loked up immeadieetly alert. then a smile flickered across her face, first shed most probably found him and if she hadnt she loved a good chase. "catch me if you can" she giggled and raced ahead, making sure she was out of line of fire form the other german group