Never ending War (Primarily Text Rpg)

[morningstar]

History

The earth has been at WW III for years.  Many said the world would end in 2012.  The end of the world BEGAN in 2012.  The battles have raged for untold years, some still happening since the beginning of this dark and terrible war.

What to do

You say your name and other useful things like a couple starting items (be realistic [realisticness depends on factors explained later]).  I'll role a die after each person says their thing, and if it lands on a 1, 5, or 6, you will be a civilian.  If it is a 2, 3, or 4, you are drafted soldier.  If you are a soldier, everything depends on TEAMWORK.  I will only allow soldiers to participate in here after the first 3 soldiers each time.  You will need to do everything together.  

Other

Sort of like cation's broken world, I will not acticvely participate in this roleplay.  I will give bullitens, give orders etc, etc.
All army members start as Cp.  then Sgt. then Lt. then Col, and lastly Gen.  Not very confusing.

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sigh... Bump.

[BobSevenSevens]

My name is Bob.

I start with FN FAL, M9 and the abilility to heal other people, sometimes even from death.

[Menen]

My name is menen

I have the ability to stuff gernades

[-1 Up]

I am -1 Up.

I have a sniper rifle.

'Nuff said.

[D.A.C.K]

Name : Jack Necquiro.
Inventory : M1 Carbine rifle, M1911 pistol, combat knife, medical pack.
Preferable Job : Field Medic.

[Momentum]

My name is badas colbro.

I'm so badas I don't need a gun.

[morningstar]

Name : Jack Necquiro.
Inventory : M1 Carbine rifle, M1911 pistol, combat knife, medical pack.
Preferable Job : Field Medic.

THIS is what I want.  Cudos for you Jack.  :P.

Anyway...
BobSevenSevens: Soldier
Menen: Soldier
-1 Up: Soldier
D.A.C.K.: Civilian
Momentum: Civilian

Bob, Menen, and -1 Up are a team.  All your actions must be considerate of the other people on your team.

[D.A.C.K]

Yay! So do I post my actions and story now or what?

[morningstar]

Since your a civilian, yes.  Please though, have only one gun, your not in the army.

[D.A.C.K]

Off Topic : Bump.
On Topic : K.

Day 1 : I woke up and looked out the window. The Russians were getting closer every minute to my hometown. I reached in my closet and grabbed my M1911, my knife, and a first aid kit. It was time to leave, now. I opened the door and went outside and knocked on my neighbors door, waiting for a reply. There was no reply, so I got in my car and decided that he joined the army. I drove on, away from the Ruskies. Wondering where I should go, I pulled over at the nearest gas station as I looked at the map. There was no cities nearby, so I decided to wing it offroad to Moscow, where the Americans were giving shelter to survivors of the war. It was my best chance to escape the Russians. I swerved off to the right and drove off, towards Moscow. Suddenly, I saw a cloud of dust ahead. I was going to have to head through open warfare to get to Moscow. I smashed my foot on the pedal as the cloud got closer and closer every mile.

[BobSevenSevens]

Day 1: Me and my squdron are hanging out in our base, cleaning our weapons. Suddenly, there's an announcement over the loudspeaker. "Attention, all soldiers. The Russians are approaching, and we must beat them back. They have already taken land 50 miles to the west of Moscow, and we must protect the survivors."
I grab my FN FAL with 2 clips taped together, my M9, and my medical pack and head out.

[morningstar]

5 miles off Moskow:
It was horrible warfare. Blood stained thelittle cover the soldiers had.  A tank blew up right next to Gen. Peterson.  "Dammit!" He cried as bullets whizzed my.  He unloaded on a small group of Russians.  Suddenly, seeming out of no-where, a Ford F1-50 zipped by, plowing down 3 Russians.  A horrible screach insued, and a missle crashed about 3 meters from the truck.  A Brittish plane flew by, destroying his jeep.
D.A.C.K. your truck doesn't work as well, becasue your gas tank was ruptured.

[D.A.C.K]

5 miles off Moskow:
It was horrible warfare. Blood stained thelittle cover the soldiers had.  A tank blew up right next to Gen. Peterson.  "Dammit!" He cried as bullets whizzed my.  He unloaded on a small group of Russians.  Suddenly, seeming out of no-where, a Ford F1-50 zipped by, plowing down 3 Russians.  A horrible screach insued, and a missle crashed about 3 meters from the truck.  A Brittish plane flew by, destroying his jeep.
D.A.C.K. your truck doesn't work as well, becasue your gas tank was ruptured.

Truck? What is this truck you speak of? I never said I drove a truck.

Edit : I coughed as I struggled feebly to open the door and unbuckle my seatbelt. The gas was dripping and pretty soon my car was about to explode. I grabbed my supplies and jumped out. Shooting a few Russians with my pistol I ran from the car as a fiery explosion ensued, as I landed in the rough grass.