The Cadence of War (Closed 3/3) (Gore, violence, traumatic incidences, etc. 15+)

Anyone wanna be an army squad?
Ok cool

Premise: We are a squad of 8 fresh from boot camp. We're heading out in to active duty across seas (in a country that will remain unnamed, and we're also from an unnamed country), and in our first week in enemy territory, a raid on our camp kills our CO, the other officers, and the other four soldiers. We're the only survivors, but are we going to get captured? Have to find our way back to safety? Get lost?
We'll have to find out, huh.

Rules:
First come first serve, but you do have to ask before joining
This is not going to be army accurate, because I know little about the army. And that's OK this is a silly rp. If you have some knowledge, feel free to impart, but let's just keep it fun and basic <3
I may ask for a writing example if we haven't rp'd before
Will contain some pretty dark themes
Do not be rude please
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If you have any complaints, do not hesitate to bring them to me!
I may change or update these at any time
Please be active. If you can't keep going, just let me know, it's no problem
Please have good grammar. Thank-you. Occasional slip ups are fine, of course
Swearing is fine, and allowed, just don't go too overboard
Romance and such is okay too, but keep it PG
Violence and gore is expected, and graphic descriptions of such is fine.
No god modding
Please keep your replies a little longer. Doesn't have to be more than 3 lines, but wherever you can, try to stay above 1.
This will be our rough turn order: Brooklyn, me, Stark, and then Coffee :) this doesn't have to be super strict, if you get addressed directly, feel free to cut, but this order is what we'll try and keep in mind.

Character sheet:
Will post if I get any interest.

(Bump? :)

(Hey I'm totally up for it if you are, though I don't really know much about the army.)

(Heyy!! Feel free, would be glad to have you ^^ And don't worry, I also don't know too much, so we'll be making stuff up as we go along, that's ok ^^)

(Hey can I? I have an soft boi I want to develop)

(Heyyy!! :D Yeah, you guys can both totally join! I'll get a character sheet up, hang on ^^)

Okay

Character's name:
Character's age: (Between 19 and 30)
Gender:
Personality:
Physical Description:
Brief Backstory:
Other:

My guy:
Character's name: Sasha Kinglaive
Character's age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Sasha's cheerful, independent, but team-minded. He's confident in himself and friendly. He can be authoritative, but if someone else steps up, he'll let them lead. He's happier in second place, but if needed, he can take charge. He can get nervous easily, and would NOT do well if in an interrogation situation. He doesn't like getting hurt, though he's fairly tough. he's a tiny bit of a coward
Physical Description: Sasha has shoulder-length white-blind hair he keeps in a short ponytail, and blue eyes. He's not super tall, but is VERY well muscled. With an easy grin and a sparkle in his eye, he's a fun guy to have around.
Brief Backstory: He comes from a life-long military family, mother, father, aunts, uncles…pretty much everyone in his family since WWII. He's never really wanted much more, though he never wanted to be deployed. He was hoping to stay in his home country.
Other: He can be fairly emotional. Boot camp wasn't enough to beat the softie out of him, and he does cry when he gets scared, sees something sad/cute, gets happy, relief, etc. He's very heart-on-his-sleeve.

Name: Oliver 'Canvas' Winslow
Nicknames: Ollie
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual

Appearance: Oliver has dark grey eyes, ash blonde hair with the tips dyed black, fair skin, dimples, and a cute smile.
Distinguishing features: ear piercings and a tattoo of an anchor with a rope wrapped around it on his arm. It's about 3 inches square

Personality: Oliver is a quiet soul. He likes to study things and think about things rather than making rash decisions. Oliver likes strategy and lengthy plans. While he may be quiet, Oliver will not hesitate to end you. He hates people who like to out down others, dislikes when people think they can get away with anything bad they do. He can, and will come after you.
Likes: rain/thunderstorms, forests, early mornings when everything is asleep
Dislikes: injustices, dogs, thick blankets, campfires
Habits: bites lips, likes to make sweater paws when upset, bites his lip a lot
Backstory: TBD

(I had his character typed out already so I just edited parts of it to fit this rp)

(ooh, I like <3)

Character's name: Valerie Sato (Her friends call her Tokyo)
Character's age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: This bitch isn't afraid to kick ass, but is afraid to ask the waiter for a drink. I don't know what to tell you, man. She is chill, laid-back, logical, and likes to think everything through, she does great under pressure and is usually non-reactive. She hates interacting with strangers though. When you get to know her more, she opens up more easily. She is also witty and has a sense of humor. There are times that she can be a tinsie bit judgmental and hostile..
Physical Description: She has wavy black hair that reaches her chin and bangs that stop slightly above her eyebrows. Along with hazel eyes and very light skin, she stands at 5'4 and has an athletic build.
Brief Backstory: shes always felt like she could do something more for the people and wants to leave the world in a better place, more to be revealed
Other: She's thinking about getting a K-9

(oooohhhh!!!!!)

(?)

(I really like <3)

(Thank thank)

(Is shipping allowed here?)

(Awesome! I gotta get going here, but I'll get the starter up tonight or tomorrow <3)

(Yes! You can have NPC's, inter PC relationships, whatever you guy would like ^^)

( Coffeebean can we ship York and Tokyo?)

(Thanks dude, you're punk!)

(I edited Ollie's personality because I felt it didn't fit with the Rp)

(Smol boopp.)

(boop boop?)

(Sorry, been gone most the day, work called me in unexpectedly. I've got the starter about half done, I worked on it quite a bit this morning probably trying too hard, but don't @ me I'll get it up soon here!)

(Okay, I got sick and then this got deleted overnight and I had to re-write it, yayyyy.)

It had been two weeks since the squadron had been deployed into the forest. It was an uncomfortable experience for many reasons, least of which were the obnoxiously bossy officers. Just because they pulled a rank or two, they seemed to think they could push the soldiers below them around as much as they pleased.
But again. The lesser of many issues. Everyone's nerves were wired, and sleep was a rare commodity for those who understood the constant peril they lived in. Being closer to the enemy than your own back-up is never a happy place to find yourself in, yet this is where they were. The rest of the army was beyond their reach by several miles, thanks to a series of misconstrued instructions, wrong turns, and a barrage of rain that had ruined their radio equipment before they could get it to shelter.

So with their tents hidden as well as they could be, their friends far out of reach, and the foe breathing down their necks, they had settled into a small dell to set up camp. The shallow sides of the dip in the ground provided some shelter and camouflage, but it didn't feel like enough. it would never feel like enough. A heavy cloud cover and thick foliage blocked out any light that might have wanted to illuminate the night and give them some edge on their surroundings, and they were left largely blind.
Nothing to be done about that. The commanding officer set up a watch, and ordered everyone else to get some sleep. A task easier said than done. But at least it was the know-it-all officers that got watch duty.

Now the soldiers do their best to get a few precious moments of sleep, entirely unaware that the vague feeling of being watched that had been following them for the past week was more than paranoia.

Sleep? How long has it been? As a Sniper, you were trained to stay awake for 72 hours (true fact btw), only it's been a week. Every second, every minute felt like hours, days. Sleep? That was a rare commodity, she had only managed to sneak in a few naps now in then. Tokyo thought that it was ironic that there were even forests where they were, she thought that it would only be deserts and barren wastelands.
"Get some sleep," they said. Tokyo couldn't sleep, she just had this feeling. Eyes always watching, seeing, hearing, always following. She decided to set herself up on a tree, it gave her a vantage point.

(they all know each other right? Also, I apologize for how short this is.)

(Yep! They sure do ^^ Altho we aren't necessarily in the Middle East, I'm still world building and haven't decided where we are yet, or what country we're from :) And the length is fine! :D My starter was an actual book, so np :)