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 Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 2:10 pm
Roleplay Name:Armando Sanchez
Branch- Unit : USMC recruit
Location: Recruit bus
Objective: Recruit training
RP: example.
When he was released from the FARC Armando had thought that he would never have to fight again, never have to kill, never have to see friends die. But here he was, returning to something that had scarred him so deeply. If it was merely a matter of he never re-integrated with society, or if it was just that god thought that this was his purpose. He couldn't even begin to fathom the reasoning. All he knew was that he was there.
He had no family to care about or to write or call home to. But at the same time it made it so much easier for him. If he died he had no one to inform. And who knows, if he were to die he might be able to see his family again. But he wuld not let himself perish unless the lord almighty deemed it time for only HE knew Armando's purpose.
But in the midst of contemplation Armando had allowed time to slip past him. As the building that he immediately identified as barracks rolled by as Armando began to slip back into a form of the life that he once dreaded. The only difference being is that he would be doing this for what he believes and has been told are the right reasons.
As the bus' air breaks screech to stop the bus and the recruits are ordered off the bus Armando is returning to a life he once knew...
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 2:52 pm
Latino886 Roleplay Name:Armando Sanchez
Branch- Unit : USMC recruit
Location: Recruit bus
Objective: Recruit training RP: example. When he was released from the FARC Armando had thought that he would never have to fight again, never have to kill, never have to see friends die. But here he was, returning to something that had scarred him so deeply. If it was merely a matter of he never re-integrated with society, or if it was just that god thought that this was his purpose. He couldn't even begin to fathom the reasoning. All he knew was that he was there. He had no family to care about or to write or call home to. But at the same time it made it so much easier for him. If he died he had no one to inform. And who knows, if he were to die he might be able to see his family again. But he wuld not let himself perish unless the lord almighty deemed it time for only HE knew Armando's purpose. But in the midst of contemplation Armando had allowed time to slip past him. As the building that he immediately identified as barracks rolled by as Armando began to slip back into a form of the life that he once dreaded. The only difference being is that he would be doing this for what he believes and has been told are the right reasons. As the bus' air breaks screech to stop the bus and the recruits are ordered off the bus Armando is returning to a life he once knew... ((Decent spelling, alright grammar, and alright sentence structure. To be honest, you were hit and miss. You look like you have a lot of potential. But, I'm not sure. )) Drill Sergeant
Military D.I's
Bus
Arrival
The DI glared at the new recruit, Armando, a menacing glow of hate pouring out of his body. The recruit's first display of action had been hellish, disgraceful, and down right putrid, but the DI felt fully capable of molding these hunks of clay and s**t into something useful, and that didn't smell so bad.. "ATTENTION! Recruits, forward march. Get in a line; alphabetically by height- I want to see entirely what you are capable of! Present your name, height, and weight recruits! Refer to yourself as 'this soldier' and not as 'I' as well. The drill sergeant barked and spat as he spoke, a blue vein trembling in the upper right corner of his forehead, almost like it was about ready to explode and gush torrents of blood all over the new recruit, mercilessly. The red hot intensity of a thousand burnings stars gleamed in his eyes, as the slaughter he was about to ensue heightened his level of excitement.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 3:23 pm
Suicidesoldier#1 Latino886 Roleplay Name:Armando Sanchez
Branch- Unit : USMC recruit
Location: Recruit bus
Objective: Recruit training RP: example. When he was released from the FARC Armando had thought that he would never have to fight again, never have to kill, never have to see friends die. But here he was, returning to something that had scarred him so deeply. If it was merely a matter of he never re-integrated with society, or if it was just that god thought that this was his purpose. He couldn't even begin to fathom the reasoning. All he knew was that he was there. He had no family to care about or to write or call home to. But at the same time it made it so much easier for him. If he died he had no one to inform. And who knows, if he were to die he might be able to see his family again. But he wuld not let himself perish unless the lord almighty deemed it time for only HE knew Armando's purpose. But in the midst of contemplation Armando had allowed time to slip past him. As the building that he immediately identified as barracks rolled by as Armando began to slip back into a form of the life that he once dreaded. The only difference being is that he would be doing this for what he believes and has been told are the right reasons. As the bus' air breaks screech to stop the bus and the recruits are ordered off the bus Armando is returning to a life he once knew... ((Decent spelling, alright grammar, and alright sentence structure. To be honest, you were hit and miss. You look like you have a lot of potential. But, I'm not sure. )) Drill Sergeant
Military D.I's
Bus
Arrival
The DI glared at the new recruit, Armando, a menacing glow of hate pouring out of his body. The recruit's first display of action had been hellish, disgraceful, and down right putrid, but the DI felt fully capable of molding these hunks of clay and s**t into something useful, and that didn't smell so bad.. "ATTENTION! Recruits, forward march. Get in a line; alphabetically by height- I want to see entirely what you are capable of! Present your name, height, and weight recruits! Refer to yourself as 'this soldier' and not as 'I' as well. The drill sergeant barked and spat as he spoke, a blue vein trembling in the upper right corner of his forehead, almost like it was about ready to explode and gush torrents of blood all over the new recruit, mercilessly. The red hot intensity of a thousand burnings stars gleamed in his eyes, as the slaughter he was about to ensue heightened his level of excitement.((Thank you sir, I will improve)) " SIR, THE RECRUIT'S NAME IS ARMANDO SANCHEZ AND THE RECRUIT IS 5' 11" TALL AND 130 POUNDS SIR! Armando screamed emtionlessly but with a slightly detectible Colombian accent.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 3:35 pm
Drill Sergeant
Military D.I's
Bus
Arrival
The DI gave a quick up and down at the filth spewed out before him. These worthless hunks of clay were left in gruesome, grotesque oblong shapes scattered across the field, their husks and hulls just as pitiful as the mindless entities that resided inside of them.
"Really? I didn't know that they stacked s**t that high. You're a heavy piece of s**t aren't you? The Smell is in order. Why don't you go and get in line with all the other pieces of s**t. As for your next order, I want all of you to remain in line, alphabetically by height and- god damn it are you gay soldier?"
The drill sergeant had been pacing back and forward, and he barked and spat as he spoke, a blue vein trembling in the upper right corner of his forehead, almost like it was about ready to explode and gush torrents of blood all over the new recruits, mercilessly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 3:40 pm
Armando Sanchez
USMC recruit
Boot Camp
Respond to the Drill instructor
"SIR YES SIR! AND AS FOR MY SEXUAL ORIENTATION NO I AM NOT HOMOSEXUUAL SIR!" I yell back at the DI. I promptly jog to my presumed place in line still wondering how you can get in alphabetical order by height.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:06 pm
((Ahh, first problem. Don't say "I". Talk in third person- say your character's name instead of I, as it's not you, it's your character. Also, talk in Third Person past tense, if you can help it; like a Narrator's describing events that have already happened. ))
Drill Sergeant
Military D.I's
Bus
Arrival
The DI squinted his eyes, tightened every muscle in his face, and glared at the recruit.
"What the hell did you just say soldier? What the hell did you just say?! What the hell did I just get finished saying maggot! I said do not refer to yourself as "I" or "Me" or "You" and only refer to yourself as this soldier! The correct response would have been "As for This soldiers sexual orientation, he is not a homosexual sir! Do you understand, you hulking pile of s**t?"
The DI was bit a confused why the Soldier had slipped, and less irritated. But it didn't want it to seem that way.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:15 pm
Armando Sanchez
USMC recruit
Boot Camp
Realizing his mistake
"SIR THE RECRUIT REALIZES HIS MISTAKE SIR! IT HAS NO EXCUSE AND WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN SIR!" Armando sais aknowladging his err in grammar.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:19 pm
((Um... Terrible spelling. Uh... Try typing everything into Microsoft word first and then spell checking so you can make sure your words are spelled correctly >.< ))
Drill Sergeant
Military D.I's
Bus
Arrival
The DI nodded at this response.
"Damn right you won't soldier. For that infraction, I commence you to hop down, and give me a single push-up. Hop to it maggot! The core ain't paying us by the hour."
The DI was now more irritated than he was confused. Actually, he wasn't confused at all. The recruit just sucked.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:30 pm
((Oh The Rucruit sees now it is spelled acknowladging. And on the computer The Rucruit is using microsoft word has yet to be completely set up so spell check is unavailable.))
Armando Sanchez
USMC recruit
Boot Camp
Doing push ups
"SIR YES SIR" The recruit sais as he does the push-up that the DI assigned.
(([edit] Sir no disrespect Sir but you have a punctuation mistake. It's This soldier's, not "This soldiers"))
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:45 pm
((It's dialogue. That's how my character was saying it. ))
Drill Sergeant
Military D.I's
Bus
Arrival
The DI shook his head side to side, unsatisified with the response.
"What in God's name was that? You call that a push-up? Boy you ain't got the right to call the blasphemous act you just preformed anything but ugly. Spread your arms shoulder width apart; keep your feet together; bend your arms as close to a 90 degree angle as you can while barely touching your chest to the ground; head-up, chin out, hands forward, and for God's Sakes keep your back straight and butt out of the air!"
The DI was now just plain giving orders.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 5:06 pm
Armando Sanchez
USMC Recruit
Boot camp
Doing another push up
With the recruit's hands shoulder width apart, feet together, he bent his arms to ,as far as he could tell, 90 degrees and kept his back straight and but out of the air. And in fact he let a smirk slip on the way up remembering how much worse F.A.R.C. was.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 6:53 pm
(( Alright, I think you've done enough. Congratulations, you passed! blaugh ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 6:53 pm
Soap Mactavish
Usmc Recruit
Bus Stop
Ariving
Soap Mactavish stayed quiet untill bus came to pick up him and the other soldiers!Soon he got on with all of the other new soldiers and he sat down on the bus waiting un'till it stopped. When it stopped at the base he waited un'till all of the other soldiers got off then he finally got off the bus. He looked around the place and saw all the other soldiers were leaving. So he followed them to the Drill Sargeant. The Drill Sargeant started talking and he thought (this is were ill be for my life, I cant wait to get started!!!). And that is just the beginning of Soap Macktavish!
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 7:11 pm
(( Mhhm. I'm going to need you to post more about the entire event; like describe everything that's going on mhmm. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 4:56 pm
((Well... your spelling seemed to be fine. But your grammar was horrible; you had one long run on sentence with no punctuation marks. You also did all of your actions in one sentence, which is called a one-liner, and I want a paragraph. This is about three to five sentences with around 10-15 words each. Basically, I want at least 40-60 words in your post, with the quality being whatever.
Just try to keep your grammar and write a little more; even if you have writers block. Write details about the sun for that matter. xp ))
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