Foxhole // Mission One: Armor

[Swat 3]

I am going to assume my character is not going to get the best because you have OOC hate for me.





Meh.

[Ad Bot]

[blazerblock2]

Shock smiles, nodding and limping slightly back into the dugout, where he stuffs the patch into his pocket to be sewn off when -- or if he goes home.

[Watcher In The Myst]

I am going to assume my character is not going to get the best because you have OOC hate for me.





Meh.

NOW you're not going to since you complained, I was going to give you a second chance but o well

[Mikoyan]

I slowly take the patch and examine it

[Comatose]

I salute her before walking off to the command tent. "Thank you, ma'am."

[Swat 3]

NOW you're not going to since you complained, I was going to give you a second chance but o well

Everyone says, "You did something, was going to give you another chance!" But, honestly, we both know you have hatred of me in OOC. But you bring good Roleplays like these, and I respect you for that. Next time, right?

3rd Journal Entry, Nathan Frank.
I seem to be disappointed that I wasn't promoted, I think something is with me and Claire, I really don't know. I guess I wasn't fighting hard enough, I can try tomorrow.
After I finish writing in my journal, I find a candybar that was lying around, and I split it among Alexander, Shock, and me. I hope they take the offering.

I look at Shock and I say, "I hope I don't have to be calling you sir often, because I think it is safe for you and I to be friends," I blink, and I look into his eyes, and I turn to Alex, "Well, Congrats." I smile, and I hand them their candy pieces.

[blazerblock2]

I look at Shock and I say, "I hope I don't have to be calling you sir often, because I think it is safe for you and I to be friends,"

"I'm only a private."

[Swat 3]

"Jameson, go to the command tent and get your Trench Sergeant badge, you've been promoted. Congratulations."

She pauses, nodding Jameson off.

"Alexander, you're now a Senior Private." She hands the patch over.

"Schock, you're now a Junior Sergeant. Make me proud." She hands the patch over again.

"Dismissed."

[blazerblock2]

I just noticed.  Void.

[Watcher In The Myst]

PRO TIP

you only call officers sir i dont care if youre a bunk private and hes a master sergeant senior you call him senior master sergeant not sir god damn

[Swat 3]

I just noticed.  Void.

Wo.

Was I like, demoted to Bunk, because I submitted to be a Senior.

Name: Nathan Frank
Class:Rifleman
Rank: Bunk Private
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Skinny, but Fit. Blonde hair and blue eyes. He has a default facial expression that makes him look sad all the time.
Personality:roostery, though nice and charismatic. He likes to help a friend out, and he hates to waste ammo, seeing how it gives him less people to kill.
Nationality: American
Other:He was interested in joining the armed forces as a sniper. Though over the time he grew to love the M8-2.

[Comatose]

I arrive back at the dugout a half hour later, my uniform now fitted with a Trench Sargeant badge. I walk up to Hunt.

"Thanks again."

[Frontrox]

I walk past Hunt and Adam on my way to my post, I gave a courteous nod as I pass.

[HerpaDerp]

I passed out for a while after the battle, the pure intensity overwhelmed me.

[Comatose]

I acknowledge Holms' nod by nodding back, then turn back to Hunt. "What made you promote me? I thought I was actually being called out to be demoted."