Winter Wonderland [Halloween Special 1] (OPEN)

[[INACTIVE]]

December 3rd, 1916. Verdun France


Snow fell from the sky, like ashes falling from hell itself. Bodies covered No Man's Land, artillery could be heard blasting in distance and the smell of blood filled the air like poison. A tall bearded vulture with white feathers stood at attention. His British Officer uniform was dirty and he wore a large overcoat for warmth over it.


He whistled and yelled, "Everyone line up!"


RULES


*No one will be the monster. I'm in control of it.
*This is horror themed. Trust me.
*No excessive blood and gore. This may be Halloween themed. But we don't want this locked.


TEMPLATE


Name:
Age:
Nationality:
Species:

WW1 Uniform: Can't be Captain or Officer
Fears:
Bio:

[Farewell]

Name: Zaida Valdis
Age: 26
Nationality: French
Species: Monster
WW1 Uniform: Uniform, and her
Gasmask that she rarely takes off unless she's alone.
Fears: Constantly be in pain and alone, rotting inside and out.
Bio: She wanted to serve for France, and find her missing father however it was impossible due to her gender. Eventually she grew enough courage to sneak in, trying her best to keep her identity hidden. Wrapping cloth around her breasts, add padding to her body to seem less feminine, avoid talking much, etc.
Despite being female. She's well-trained, reliable, and respected. She carries out her duties at all times.

[SadDubwool]

(Intresting, i'll join it once I have some material to use.)

[[INACTIVE]]

Everyone ran up towards the trench wall and stood at attention. The vulture scanned them, "Now listen. Snows fallin' again. It's getting cold. And we're low on ammunition. I think it's time men.... I think it's time to rush No Man's Land." He sighed.


"But before we do that. I want to inspect you all to make sure you can do this."

[Farewell]

Following the command quickly. Zaida stood tall, and very still, her rifle held up tightly and against her. Showing she was ready for inspection.

[[INACTIVE]]

The vulture stepped towards Zaida. He picked up her rifle and began to inspect it. "Seems good." He handed it back. Then he told her to stick her arms out. " Step forward and do a spin. I need to make sure the uniform is in tip top condition."

[Farewell]

She felt eyes on her, how she hated attention especially being the only female in disguise. The monster stepped forward, arms out, and gave a slow spin before facing the avian once more.

[[INACTIVE]]

He smiled, "And just like I said. Tip top condition. You did good lad, keep it up."


He then moved onto his next soldier

[Farewell]

Zaida gave a small nod to the British officer. Once he left to inspect others she sighed softly. Before walking back to her position without a word.

[Rayleonarde]

Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Age: 20
Nationality: American
Species: Raccoon


Uniform:http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYu_kL6duWQ/VIzLrersosI/AAAAAAAACi4/mOexGpkuoLI/s1600/american23.jpg
Fears: Isolation, and the dark.
Bio: Ray joined up after his brothers, and wanted to be a machine gunner. However, he got redeployed with the unit he's already in.

[[INACTIVE]]

The vulture went towards Ray and grabbed his rifle, "Bloody Yanks aren't supposed to be here for another year." He kept inspecting it then handed it back and said the usual, "Stick your hands out and do a spin for me."

[SadDubwool]

Name:Ryan Taylor


Age:30


Nationality:British


Species:Raven


Uniform:Below


Fears:Being forgotten, Spiders


Bio:Ryan was A Failed muscian, He joined the British army as he thought it was his only option for a stable job he now documents the events in a small handbook, If he dies he can atleast be remembered fore something

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[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded, and spun slowly, paws outstretched.

[Farewell]

Zaida remained in line, although she looked straight. Under her mask she glanced over at that soldiers to her right, watching the coon spin allowing the avian to inspect his uniform and weapons.

[[INACTIVE]]

(You can't drive a tank and you can't be Russian. Also if you're going to be a women keep it hidden. Or you can changeIit all)


The vulture smiled, "Nicely done." He moved onto Ryan grabbing his gun and inspection it.