Красный кулак железный (Red Fist of Iron)

[julia]

Note: I am not supporting, nor opposing of Communism at all in this roleplay. I am simply interested in the structure of military and government that were present in the USSR and Germany.

My name is Igor Ivankof, and it is a bitter cold day in Mother Russia. The snow is thick and heavy, and some of it has found it's way into my boots. The cold whips around me like sharp switches, scolding me for poor behavior or horrid posture, like my babushka would. She would switch me, then once I stopped my sniveling, she would begin supper and I was allowed to help her.

But the cold is not my babushka, and will not bring me any comfort. I stand here today, holding back shivers and groans of misery that the winds bring, while General Vladimir Bosovik inspects us. We are marching through Moscow to show our military's prowess and discipline.

General Bosovik is daft, though he is a strategic genius. He thinks that there will be a war after the war. Wouldn't that simply just be a longer war? He says that it will be different, splitting the world into two sides, us and them. I don't quite understand what he means, but I have to listen to him babble, as he is my commanding officer.

I am part of the Red Army, and I have been through harsh training just to march through Moscow. But, I cannot complain, for I have made fine friends, brothers. We fight as one, march as one, live as one. We fear nothing, run from nothing, and will stop at nothing. There are many of us.

General Bosovik has just informed us that we will be moved to another country in a few days time. I must remember to write to Mother, ask for protection, and keep my brothers safe.

"You may know your name, but they don't care. They will slaughter you like any other man who stands on the field of battle. You have no name other than 'Red Army Scum', and they have no name. Finnish bastards and German dirt. They are not people, they are animals, wild and malicious." Bosovik tells you. He narrows his eyes, warning you even further of what you're going to experience on the Eastern front. Your breath catches in your chest and you feel yourself swallow hard, pushing down whimpers of fear. You may be a man, but you are just barely that.

You're 25 at the latest, if you're a new recruit. Or you could be anywhere from 20 to 50 if you're a higher rank. General Bosovik is 54, and he served during the Revolution. If anyone knows what they're doing, it's him. You're certainly lucky to be under his command.

He clears his throat softly, then examines you. He turns to his Political Officer, Stravinsky, who never reveals anything besides his last name. He's not shy about anything, and has the neck thicker than a horse. His brows are low set, although so light as to sometimes appear to have been shaved. Stravinsky is a stocky, thick built man, and he never smiles. The tension that can be felt around the man is thick enough to be cut with a knife.

"After we eat tonight, you can all retire to your quarters for the night... we wake at dawn," Stravinsky orders, his voice deep and harsh like gunfire. The troops move to the mess hall.
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All typical Guild rules (No godmod ect)
Don't over-spam the OoC
Don't bring drama to the Ooc
Keep all interactions mutual
Respond to all posts that include you
Put "All Hail Mother Russia" in your CS if you read this
Post at least a meaty (5-7 sentence) paragraph, if not more
Please wait 2 posts between your last and next
Language should not be over done, but is allowed
No trolling!!!
You may have up to 3 characters, but please keep up with them all.

Roles

Soldiers- 8 men make 1 unit
Commander- 1 for every unit
Political Officer- 1 for every unit
Lieutenant/General- 1 for every 3 units

Use this to choose

Character Sheet Template

Name:
Age: 18-45
Appearance:
Rank:
Personality:
Short Bio: (Optional)

[Jannah]

I may join in as either a political officer or a regular soldier. I'm still undecided.

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Name: Lev Sokolov
Age: 42
Appearance:
Rank: Political officer
Personality: Being a former revolutionary Lev tends to be stern and serious at most times with an almost military level of discipline. He remains dedicated to the cause of furthering socialism and expresses extreme loyalty to the party, hence him picking up the role of political officer.
Short Bio: Lev was born into a peasant family outside of Moscow. Being an only child he was expected to take on many responsibilities on the farm. Due to this he grew up and matured quite quickly, leaving little time for leisure. As a young man Lev fought in the original Bolshevik revolution alongside his father(who was killed in combat). This especially sparked a flame of passion for the cause within his heart, leading him to later become a dedicated party member, a role he still retains to this day. When offered the position of political officer he easily took it up.

All Hail Mother Russia.

[CommunistZed]

Heyo.

[Jannah]

Heyo.

You should join in too.

[julia]

It looks good, but there is one thing missing from your CS Jannah.

And we'd love to have you join Zed!

[Jannah]

Oh well I certainly feel silly now. I knew that too. *facepalm*

[julia]

Looks good! I updated the first post. I decided to allow for German soldiers and ranks as well as the USSR

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Name: Igor Ivankof
Age: 19
Appearance:

Rank: Common Infantry
Personality: Igor is the strong, silent type who is more of a kind soul than a killing machine. He will fight, but only because his life and his honor rides on it. His father drilled strong nationalistic feelings into his head, although the man had gone mad by the time of Igor's birth. The phrase "All Hail Mother Russia" was his father's favorite, and it still haunts Igor.
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Name: Ludwig Van Meunch
Age: 27
Appearance:

Rank: Major General
Personality: Straight-forward and sarcastic, but can be very charming and charismatic when he wishes. Loves beer and getting drunk. A ruthless killer on the battlefield, and a rough man, Ludwig will defend his own honor and yours, so long as you stand for all he does.
Short Bio: Ludwig is dedicated member of the Reich and has been since he was adopted by his aunt, Barbara at the age of 9. She hailed the Reich strongly, having lived and experienced the horror on the Western Front during the Great War. His uncle Daniel had died while serving, and Ludwig felt the need to avenge the man. His mother never quite spoke favorably about the war before she and her husband passed away, but she did curse Russia for their actions and cowardice during the Great War.

[Major Ursa]

Placeholder! Trying to decide what sort of character I should go with...
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[julia]

You can have more than 1!

[Jannah]

Oh we can have multiples? I may make another then if we end up lacking people.