Joel Trifilio
Trained Recruit
Corporale Scelto-(Italian)-
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Post by Joel Trifilio on Nov 24, 2008 3:40:21 GMT -5
Joel managed to find his way to the Training Yard even with his bogus map. Confused, he decided to sit down and rethink his strategy. "Okay if I'm going to fight like a soldier, I'm going to have to think like a soldier"
He pulled out his compass as fast as he could and made bullet sounds with his mouth "PEEOW! BANG! PAKOW!" and acted like he was hiding from the enemy. "Okay PEEOW! I have to get from point A to point B with as little time, bullets, and men spent. So I can BOOM! head through that field and get to that warehouse and figure it out there or I can stay here and wait for some defensive plan that leads me PAKOW! through a less direct route"
He didn't know what to choose and felt like he would perish in reailty. Out of the glimpse of his eye he pictured a figure. "Great, now I'm really going crazy!" So he picked himself up and decided to prove himself wrong.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 24, 2008 4:01:14 GMT -5
Antonio was discussing current news with his spotter, Leon. He walked with him through the base. ''We have new recruits coming in today, Antonio''. Antonio smiled and nodded his head. ''Yes i am aware! I want to meet these new people .. Lieutenant Johan Dieter has told me to look out for young, new, and fresh talent'' They walked over to the marshaling grounds where all the new recruits arrived. Leon followed Antonio as he ploughed through the ranks of men.
Bahh! Nothing but German Pigs! Antonio wasn't fond of Germans at all. He just liked them because they were strong in the head and could take a few bullets without wimping out. At least most of them. He motioned to Leon that he wanted a smoke and stepped aside going into an empty space far from the marshaling area.
He looked at the area with a grin and took out a cigarette. He struck a match and lit it. It felt good, as if his stress was being filtered out every time he exhaled. He thought he heard something Antonio went passed some boxes. He saw a soldier doing some action moves. He laughed and walked over, Who are you soldier?
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Joel Trifilio
Trained Recruit
Corporale Scelto-(Italian)-
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Posts: 28
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Post by Joel Trifilio on Nov 24, 2008 4:14:40 GMT -5
Joel smelled a hint of smoke while stepping over to the figure he had seen earlier. He was asked who he was and freezed up. "I-I-I-I... JOEL TRIFILIO, SIR!" He cursed himself for not acting quicker and kept at attention for fear of being punished.
Thinking to himself, I wonder if he's a commander? Well I did call him sir. What if he's strict? What if when I die he won't even tell my family? I can't afford my family not to know of my death!
Joel started shaking while at attention, realizing what he was doing, he tried to talk to distract this new face. "I am Joel Trifilio, a member of the newest unnassigned SS-Sturmann patrol sir!" Joel for some reason feared for his life just as he did mere moments ago.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 24, 2008 4:28:01 GMT -5
Antonio walked forward slowly looking the man in the face. He resembled something he knew. Like an old memory. After a while he got it. He was Italian, Antonio walked around the man circling him with a doubtful look. Taking the last smoke of his cigarette he dropped it and squished it with his hard, heavy boots. He wiped his hands as if he was clapping.
You Italian? He knew the answer but he wanted to make sure. The man nodded slowly as if he was afraid. He was practically oozing fear. Antonio turned his expression into a smile. Glad to meet one of us. Come walk with me! What brings you here. I'm Tech Sergeant Antonio Moretti. He walked into the marshaling grounds where he showed the man his spotter Leon.
Leon looked with his eyes open wide. We don't get many Italians here! Nevertheless Welcome! Antonio nodded in agreement and asked him to walk with him. He was extremely excited to seeing an Italian. He was practically having a party inside him. He offered Joel a cigarette.
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Joel Trifilio
Trained Recruit
Corporale Scelto-(Italian)-
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Posts: 28
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Post by Joel Trifilio on Nov 24, 2008 4:36:15 GMT -5
Joel sighed the hardest he had sighed in his whole life. He was so relieved that he took the offer of the commander in front of him even the he'd never smoked. He coughed for a little bit but got used to it surprisingly fast.
"I'm glad you are a brotherly commander. You wouldn't believe how many strict officers I had to deal with in basic training. It's like a breath of fresh air" Which was ironic because he was smoking.
"So your name is Antonio Moretti? I'm Joel Trifilio." But then realizing he'd already said that, he changed the subject "I got here by accident and don't really know much about this place. But in time I'm sure I'll learn. So who is this helper you have?" Joel asked, speaking of the assistant.
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Post by Heydrich Šechtl on Nov 24, 2008 8:36:52 GMT -5
He looked at the private and heard his relief. Haha, My friend! I had my own experiences with strict commanders. But realize if you disobey my orders you will face dire consequences! He smiled at him and walked. Leon heard that the private referred to him as an helper. Leon got furious and started to shout, Hey im not an helper! I'm Antonio's tracker!
Antonio gave a small chuckle and motioned Leon to cut it. They moved towards the Reich headquarters. He looked at Joel he looked like he was going to blow smoke out of his ears. He walked into the headquarters, and went to the man sitting on a bench further away.
Corporal, Can you do me a favor and show this new person the way around here? He nodded and walked off into another room nearby. Antonio looked at Joel and told him, '' We need someone like you in the division. Report to the office tomorrow and we'll get thing straight. He gave him a wink and patted his back. He gestured Leon to follow to him out.
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Joel you can make the last post-Antonio
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Joel Trifilio
Trained Recruit
Corporale Scelto-(Italian)-
????!? ?$????????? ?
Posts: 28
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Post by Joel Trifilio on Nov 24, 2008 17:29:13 GMT -5
Joel softly smiled and spoke to the Corporal who was laughing with his German friends about something. "Hey there, can you show me this place? I haven't been here before and I want to get to know this place..." Joel realized he hadn't said his name "Oh! Where are my manners? My name is Joel Trifilio..." There was a short pause before Joel realized the German wasn't paying attention to him.
Joel got mad and said "Look, I'm sorry for my lack of manners, but that doesn't mean you can ignore me!" The German shot back "Selbstverständlich haben Sie Weisen nicht, sind Sie ein gottloser Italiener!" Which made his German buddies laugh. Joel smiled and said "Rufen Sie mich ein gottloser Italiener, nicht beschmutzen Sie Sie kraut" The German stood up and got a furious expression and said "You sleep over there" While pointing to some barn
Joel picked up his things and headed over to the barn, with the German still glaring at him, maintaining that same evil face. Monitering him, making sure he actually went into the barn. Joel did and thought to himself Me and my stupid mouth. Why would I even waste time with these cavemen? But being alone with his thoughts only made him more tired. And as quick as he insulted the German, he fell asleep.
(Rough Translation:
Selbstverständlich haben Sie Weisen nicht, sind Sie ein gottloser Italiener - Obviously you have not manners, you godless Italian
Rufen Sie mich ein gottloser Italiener, nicht beschmutzen Sie Sie kraut - Don't call me a godless Italian, you dirty kraut)
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Post by Austin on Dec 1, 2008 18:48:14 GMT -5
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