04-22-2007, 09:06 PM
(FURRY STYLE
Call of Duty 3
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06-26-2007, 02:13 AM
Name: Fred Hall
Age: 17 Gender: male Appearence: standard helmet, army issue pack, average army issue clothing, 5'9", dark blue fur, and light blue eyes Rank:private E-1 Position: support (is that right?)
06-26-2007, 10:09 AM
Name:sean random
Age:14 Gender:male Appearence:5"10 Rank:corparol Position:mechanic
06-26-2007, 02:49 PM
That works just fine.
Name: James Nickelson Age: 17 Gender: Male Appearence: standard army clothing, helmet, belt pack with ammo and satchel charge. 6'0. Rank: leutinent position: Rifleman First battle will be posted later...
06-26-2007, 03:00 PM
Name: Vee Leonheart
Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearence:standard helmet, army issue pack, average army issue clothing, 5'11", yellow eyes, black fur Rank: private Position: medic
06-29-2007, 12:13 PM
OOC: Was beginning to lose hope for this RP.
IC: Name: David Scott Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearence: Standard army clothing, M1 helmet, M1923 cartridge belt, see my Darky/Shadow profiles for physical features. Rank: Sergeant Position: NCO
06-30-2007, 04:49 AM
Okay... to let you all know...
The first battle may take a while. Gol has no internet right now. So he has no way to post. Sorry guys. =(
07-13-2007, 12:35 PM
Okay, i guess this will do fine. I'll start with the first battle.
[June, 1944 - 1500 hours] [The Bloodiest Battle of the War: Battle of St. Lo] The Soliders grouped up with another high ranked officer, as they were training them on how to use their rifles and doing some target practice with a few small targets. The allies controled most of the area, leaving it pretty calm from where they were at. Gol was with another private and having him do some target practice with a M1 Garand rifle. "Alright, not bad. Your getting better than before." He sat on a crate, watching the private firing at a few old helmets off a stake.
07-16-2007, 02:37 AM
sean was sitting in his barracks after somones gun misfired and grazed his arm
he was having it checked before being sent out for more practice after a few minutes he went back out and grabbed a rifle he kneeled down aimed at the target and shot he stood up and looked at the target and saw a line of soldiers marching "umm sir i think we have a problem"
07-17-2007, 10:17 PM
Nickelson turned to see the amount of soliders heading down the road, south of St. Lo from the camp. He came by one of the troops marching on and asked him what was going on. He nodded and let the solider continue on down with the squad. All Nickelson did was take off his helmet and shake his head.
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