Our Sacrifice: Part 1 - The Pacific OOC [STORY RP/WW2 RP]

[[INACTIVE]]

February 15th 1945. Off the coast of Iwo Jima


You play as the American 147th Infantry Regiment tasked with one goal. Take the island of Iwo Jima from the Japanese Imperial Forces, simple right? Well... It's always easier said than done.


RULES
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*This RP is set during a historical time period. Keep everything in historical context. Weapons, clothing and other stuff
*Since this is a historical RP (One of the first of many) please treat it with respect.
*Their will be violence in this RP. Just.... Try to keep it forum appropriate.
*Romance is allowed (?)
*Magic is 100% not allowed.
*You can't be a God, you can't be a 100 foot dragon, you can't be a cyborg ninja. You're a normal fur/human. Nothing special, just a normal living creature.
*Some of you will die. Maybe even all of you, this is war, you can't choose if you die or not in war. Play carefully and stay alive.

TEMPLATES
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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Rank: (Can't be higher than Sergeant. ONLY ONE SERGEANT IS ALLOWED AND YOU MUST BE ACTIVE)
Weapon: *M1 Garand, Thompson Submachine Gun, BAR, Colt, M1A1 Carbine, Springfield Sniper Rifle ETC)
Extra:
Bio:

[Rocco Rex]

Iwo Jima. That means we're Marines, OORAH!

Name: Rocco Rex
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Germans Shepherd
Rank: Sergeant
Weapon: Thompson
Extra: Might add some later
Bio: Joined the Marine Corps out of patriotism at 18. Steadily rose in ranks and got into a Marine Raiders unit. Now a sergeant at 20.

[Malina]

Name: Lumix
Age: 20
Species: Wolf
Rank: Whatever the middle/lower ground is ;p
Weapon: Sniper rifle
Bio: Was a university student studying German and French when the war started. Joined a year ago or so

[Rocco Rex]

Sergeant Rex requests that PFC Rhude be placed in his squad 

[[INACTIVE]]

Granted. We wait for two more people

[Oceanic815]

Name: Mark Samuels
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Giant Otter
Height: 6'
Weight: 140 lbs
Rank: Private
Weapon: M1 Garand
Extra: Basic equipment distribution.  Ill-fitting uniform not designed for an otter.  Knife.
Bio: Upon his joining the Marines, Mark expected much of his new life in the military.  He knew not of the horrors being committed by the enemy overseas - indeed, they were in this for the United States, and for the safety of their country from foreign enemies.  What more did Mark know of the species being killed wholesale solely for their heritage?  He was young, he was idealistic, he was starry-eyed.
He came into the Marines expecting front-line fighting.  His parents saw him off bravely, and he knew - maybe he'd die in a first wave.  Maybe he'd find himself in a trench for days.  It was for his country - what more could he ask for?
Instead, he was sent as all otters in the Marines were - to conduct single or small-group reconnaissance missions over water.  Their endurance and speed in water made otters uniquely suited to conduct beachfront surveillance, and with no shortage of northern French coast or southern Italian coast, the otter Corps were an acknowledged part of the Marines for the intelligence they brought back to the Allies.
Mark hated it.
Sure, he was good in water.  Sure, he was good at swimming.  But he didn't want that.  He wanted to be fighting with the men who were dying on the front lines, not swimming around in the water like he was some incapable fool.
So, after persuading the superior officer of his stealth unit to put through some transfer paperwork against military policy, Mark was transferred to the 147th Infantry Regiment as a "Mixed Species/Canine Majority".
Before this, Mark worked surveillance.  Now, Mark is on the front lines.  And he has absolutely no idea how horrific war really is.

[Rocco Rex]

Interesting little fact? There were people IRL going around doing what Mark was doing. They were Navy UDTs, the grandfathers of the Navy SEALs

[[INACTIVE]]

One more person needs to join before I begin

[kiindling]

Name: Sailor Talley
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Species: Sheep
Rank: Private
Weapon: Sniper (or whatever she's assigned. She's versatile)
Extra: idk I'll add something soon
Bio: Used to work on a farm back home, before joining the military pretending to be a male when she was 20. The recruitment office where she lived could tell that she was a woman, but as they didn't have a sufficient amount of people applying, they let her in, on the condition that she would never get a promotion. She agreed to this, as her only ambition was to be a solider, and nothing more. Now 2 years on, she remains a private, and tries to still blend in as much as possible, although she doesn't disguise that she is female.




(OOC-I'm sorry I had to be a special snowflake but ehehehehe)

[Malina]

Well that's our last one isn't it?