(I'll start off maybe?)
"Marya! Sleep early today." Bakarne's voice ringed through Marya's ears and she nodded. Tomorrow was the start of the Axis Victory Festival. And it was the start of a revolution. She retired to her room and pulled the covers over herself, running over the plan in her head. Win. Go to the palace. As soon as the clock strikes twelve, I shoot and the Fuhrer will be dead.
( Hey can my character and yours be friends @Nerd?)
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Benjamin nervously tossed and turned in his bed, stressing out about the events of tomorrow. I'm going to fail. I just know it. I'll let my whole family down… He sighed, laying on his side and staring at the swastika on the back of his bedroom door. They were everywhere around his house. There was a swastika on every door, mirror, salad bowl, dinner plate, and even the fancy napkins that they only used when important guests came.
(I forgot what my characters name is and is too lazy to look.) banged her head on the bunk above her, as Grant called them to get up. " Todays the Axis Victory Festival!" He shouted for encouragement. Oh yeppie! She thought sarcastically. Todays the day, for freedom. She thought as she got dressed.
Damian Rae hugged her knees as she sat on her bed. She fingered one of her obsidian throwing stars in her hand. She was surprisingly calm. And she hated it. She hated how calm she was with what she was about to do the next day.
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Benjamin couldn't sleep. Instead, he sat up and took the new notebook and pencil from his bedside table. His mother had gotten him yet another notebook that morning because Benjamin had already filled up the one he got last week. He sat cross-legged on his bed, tapping his pencil on the edge of the brown binding as he tried to calm himself by writing.
Marya woke up at the crack of dawn and she gathered her belongings, walking down the swastika-infested streets with the Schutzstaffel crawling around. Hitler's guards. She snorted and applied her blue contacts, getting ready to play the part of a perfect Aryan girl. The buildings were covered in propaganda posters, encouraging young men to join Hitler's force and young women to give birth to as much babies as they could.
(Have to go for a while)
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Benjamin yawned as he sat up in his bed. He'd fallen asleep at around one p.m. and his notebook was lying across his face. He shook his head and put it and the pencil back on the bedside table as he stood up, making his way over to his dresser. The maid (his family has a maid, butler, and gardener) had already put out a whole outfit for the day: a white tee shirt with dark blue button up over top, dark jeans, and brown boots.
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(alright bye!)
As she got ready, she packed another set of clothing for her to change into instead of the tight. irritating clothes she was already wearing. She imerged from the base and made her way back to town undetected. She immediately straighed out her collar and walked down the streets, pretending to be perfectly content with her life.
(Dude. The Second World War ended in 1941. Some of Roleplay this..is factually incorrect. Even if it is hypothetical.
I’m in no place to argue, though.
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As soon as Benjamin was dressed, he headed downstairs for breakfast. The table had been set and the rest of his family was already enjoying their food. His father's uniform stuck out among the other's clothing. "Guten Morgen." He greeted, taking his usual seat at the table. The butterflies in his stomach had turned into giant wasps that kept stinging his insides.
(Dude. The Second World War ended in 1941. Some of Roleplay this..is factually incorrect. Even if it is hypothetical.
I’m in no place to argue, though.
(If Hitler Had Won the War. Check the titles)
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(I have to go for now bye!)
(Seeya!)
Verli woke with the sun, as he always did. Stretching, he put on well fitting trousers and a shirt. On his way out the door, he made sure to fetch the paper for his father, and give his mother a kiss on the cheek. Starting off on his morning run slowly, he built up speed, until he was doing miles in less than seven minutes.
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His family looked at him as if they were expecting some grand speech. Benjamin didn't deliver. Instead, he focused on trying to swallow his breakfast instead of throwing it up.
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(I won't be here for a while because I have a game)
The train was delayed. Marya tapped her foot impatiently. Any second now. The officials would not like it if one of the contestants were late. She stared at her watch, waiting.
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After finishing with his morning routine, Benjamin headed back down stairs. His father was waiting for him by the door, his gaze intense and judgmental as always. "You missed a button." Benjamin's father stated as he opened the door. Benjamin sighed, buttoning up his shirt as he followed his father outside. His father was going to drive him to the competition, which would hopefully be an advantage to Benjamin. If people see that my father is a high ranked military officer, they might go easy on me…hopefully. He sighed again as he slipped into the front seat next to his father. First, I have to survive a trip with my father…
Ashlynn walked through the crowded streets to the train station. There's no turning back now. If I die, I die for a good cause. She encouraged herself and stepped onto the train.
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After a few minutes of his father complaining to him about everything he was doing wrong, Benjamin blocked him out. He leaned against the side of the window, looking out at the hoards of buildings they passed by.
The train had posters plastered all over the walls, promoting the Fuhrer and how amazing he was. The girl next to Marya was rambling about how relieved she was that the Fuhrer had decided not to outlaw makeup as Marya stared out of the window, watching the passing buildings.
Her blue contacts felt weird on her eyes and when she looked up at the glass window, her reflection stared back at her. Marya disgusted herself. Freckles, blue eyes, almost blonde hair. She looked Aryan. Turning away from the window, she adjusted the denim strap of her overalls that was starting to slide down.
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"You better not let us down, Ben." His father's deep voice boomed. Benjamin opened his mouth to respond, but he shut it after realizing that he didn't have enough courage to stick up to his father. It's Benjamin… He thought to himself as his father continued. "The whole family is counting on you. Do not disappoint me."
( Hey NERD can they meet now?)
(sure)
( YAY!)
(so…want me to make a move or you?)
