Post by James Williams on Oct 31, 2008 3:32:20 GMT -5
Username: william
Character Name: James Williams
Rank: Major
What Army Will You Serve Beneath? : US(American)
Nationality: American
Character History:
Staff Notes:
Character Name: James Williams
Rank: Major
What Army Will You Serve Beneath? : US(American)
Nationality: American
Character History:
ohn was born in 1918 in Chicago Illinois. His father was a in the US Army 82nd Airborne division, by the name of Brian Williams. His mother, a latina housewife named Karissa.Writing Sample:
John wasn't really one of the smartest kids on the block, but he definately was one of the toughest. When he was 13, he joined a gang, and not just any gang, Al Capones gang.
He started off as a simple thief and drug dealer, doing the small dirty work, such as stealing drug supplies and valuables in peoples homes. By the age of 15, he had become more well known, and became one of the Loan Sharks in Capones mob. On top of this, he was a great marksmen, and became a bodyguard as well.
Years passed, and John wanted out. He knew if he confronted any member about it, he would die, after all, blood in blood out.
From his 18th to 20th year, he slowly started to 'Fade away', and joined the United States Marines on his 20th birthday as an escape.
He became an officer, and was instructed to lead a company of a Military Police brigade. When he was 23, Williams spent half a year in a Nazi concentration camp. He escaped, after breaking a guards neck, and disguising himself as a Nazi and left the man in his place.
Freeing as many men from the concentration camp as he could, this proved as a distraction, just in case he would be caught, and led several to follow him to an Army camp.
He returned to an American Army camp three weeks later, starved and half dead. He spent a week in the hospital, with a terrible fever.
After a weeks time, he was better, and shipped out to his old Marine brigade. After his escape, he was promoted for leading any men from the concentration camp back to the base that had survived. He spent some time getting to know his new brigade, since as time passed, new men came, and old men died. This, was the new Military Police.
He spent a month in training again, simply because after half a year, his Commanding Officer wanted to make sure he was still in good condition. Now a 26 year old Major Williams preforms his duties to ensure a win in World War II, now as the CO of the Military Police.
Williams was sent on yet another mission, and it was simple, assassinate the officer in charge of a battalion several miles away. Armed with his Colt M1911 (Colt .45), his M1 Carbine equipped with a sniper scope, the standard K-BAR (Knife), a few Frag Grenades, and a shovel.Approved/Denied?: Neither Yet
'Shit...' thought Williams, as he moved through the forest, thinking either he was paranoid or being followed, but simply disregarded the noise. The mission was a success, the Nazi Lt. was dead, but if his suspicions were right, he could be also..
Crack.. The noise rang through his ears, as he stepped on a branch while he was thinking. 'Shit!' thought the First Sergeant, as he looked around, seeing nobody, and then looking down, feeling embarrassed, as the word 'Oh..' escaped his lips.
Slinging his M1 over his shoulder, his arms grew tired from carrying it, and Williams squatted low, pulling out a map and compass.
'Alright, so I've gone north for around 6 miles so far, I need to head north... east now...' thought Williams, as he faced North East.
Crack! there was the noise again, this time it wasn't him, ducking low and running toward a nearby tree, Williams looked around. There wasn't a sign of anyone, or anything for that matter. Crack! the noise sounded louder, as if it was closer, in the bush right by him to be exact.
Pulling out his K-Bar, Williams leaped into the bush, and came in with a heavy pierce toward whatever body was in there. He then heard the crack again, except this time it was from snapping a bone. Standing up, Williams looked down, and tried to contain a laugh. It was a deer.
Cleaning the blade of his knife, the First Sergeant sheathed it after wards. Walked toward where he was, he picked up the compass and map, and walked off north east, sighing with relief. 'Time for the rest of this long ass walk.. and what a waste of meat'... thought Williams.
Staff Notes:
Ok, major seems a bit high to be starting out with. But I will give you 1st Lieutenant, because you did an excellent job writing. Welcome to the board! Your account has been approved you may now log in and begin Rp-ing!
~Austin!