Are you having any character limits? I'm thinking of joining in this if still possible?

Hey hey,

Sorry for being so late.

Here's my character!

Britta Hagen [+]

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"You can do it. I trust you."

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Name
Britta Hagen

Gender
Female

Age
Eighteen years
_{(born on November 5th, 1896EC)}

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Race
Westershelde, Atlantic Federation

Appearance
Britta stands at 5'6" and is slim and physically fit from the plenty of time outdoors she spent as a child growing up. She definitely isn't overly muscular of any sort, more or less leaning towards the athletic side of things than anything else. Her skin is fair and creamy with a hint of golden undertones from a healthy dose of being out in the sun. Her ash grey shaggy bob coupled with her azure eyes does however tend to give off a rather comely appearance that most would find attractive. Her hair is usually kept as neat and tidy as she can manage, but spending time outdoors and in combat on the front lines tends to hamper her efforts, so usually she just goes with whatever she can afford.

Stronger and fitter than most of her peers, she boasts quite a remarkable amount of stamina and strength, fully able to carry heavier equipment around in combat. Her sets of uniform differ from the clean ones that are recently washed, to the dirty mud-covered ones fresh from the front lines. The rank badge of a private is sewn onto the shoulder of her uniform, a gunner patch sewn just below to indicate her role in combat.

Personality
Britta has always been a highly energetic lively soul who can't hardly sit still in any given situation. As a child, she was often seen playing outdoors, running around in the open fields or swimming in the streams or rivers. She'd always been a wild and free-spirited girl who did whatever she wanted whenever she wanted. Her parents were the easygoing type and allowed her the freedom to do whatever she liked so long as she did not do anything dangerous or got herself into trouble with the law. It is needless to say that the girl knows how to have fun. She was brought up to be very open-minded and accepting of everyone, regardless of social standing, fame or rank.

In tense situations, she is known to be calm and level-headed, not being one prone to panicking or losing one's self in the situation. Despite her steadiness, Britta is not without her fears. She is afraid of losing her loved ones and dying. Honestly, the thought of war and frontline combat has never not terrify her, but she knows that there is no running away from it. She is afraid of getting shot, lying wounded and alone to die, with people ignoring her as she slowly bled to death alone. While she is not afraid of death, what she is terrified of is dying alone.

Nightmares have plagued her so after nights in the front, but she has told no one of it for she had thought this would be common. On the more positive note, Britta also has a strong camaraderie with her fellow comrades, always looking out for her squad mates to check if they are alright. Once gained her trust, she is known to be very loyal to the point of unbreaking.

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Rank
Private

Role
Gunner

Equipment
Standard gunner gear (HR14 & Combat knife)
_{(HR14 Machine Gun)}

Potentials

Fierce Determination: Britta has never been one to stop or quit something halfway, and that isn't going to stop now. Her grit and tenacity will plenty of good in seeing them through this. Sometimes all you need is a good ol' determined resolve to push you through.

Heart of a Lion: With plenty of courage to spare, whenever no one else is able to step up in fear of the task in hand, Britta has no problem volunteering for it. While she does still have her fears, she does not let it control her.

Thinks too much: There are times where Britta just thinks too much, and spends too much time in her head. She needs to spend more time of actually doing something, instead of just going over and over situations in her head worrying about the outcome needlessly. This isn't saying she needs to be more rash, but rather to stop being so overly cautious in everything without reason.

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Biography
Britta Hagen was born in the countryside of Westershelde, in 1869EC, to a lower class family. Her parents were Gunther and Sonja Hagen, and they were a farmer and a miller respectively. The entire family lived in the family's farm which included a windmill, and the Hagen family lived a simple and contented life. The rural life suited them fine, and the vast outdoors with its rolling green hills and the blue shining rivers were the children's playgrounds. They helped out in the family's farm and mill as soon as they were able old enough to. The family lived off the crops they grew, and whatever money they earned from selling the sacks of flour they sold to the city and whoever else needed them.

Exploration and creating her own fun was something that Britta and Hans had to do on their own, for the family wasn't that well off to afford them many fancy toys. That wasn't a problem for any of them. They had plenty of playing space, and they could do whatever their imaginations allowed them to, so long as it wasn't overly dangerous that is. As she grew older into her teenage years, Britta would go along with her mother with her cart full of flour-filled sacks that she would bring into the city to sell. It was there in the city that she would open her eyes to a whole new world as the country girl exposed herself to the bustling affairs of city life. She eventually made friends from the city, and it was there that she found that she had both a thirst and hunger for learning about things that hadn't bothered her before, like the world powers, military affairs, how the city worked, etc. Her parent were not educated enough to teach her, so she had to learn all she could from her city friends.

The country girl had dreams of visiting and exploring other countries, and wondering how different they would be from her city here in Westershelde. Unfortunately, the Great War happened, and that kinda put a huge dent in her plans. She was out in her usual errand in the city when she happened to come across a recruitment officer advertising good money for those that signed themselves up to fight in the front lines. Her family had gone through a really hard period, and money was scarce, and the money she got from this would be a great help for her family. Without informing her parents, Britta went ahead to sign up before going home pretending as though things were as usual.

The night before she had to leave, she wrote a letter to her parents and brother asking them to take care, and that she did what she thought was the best thing in their circumstances. As fate would will it, unknown to Britta, her younger brother had thought and done the exact same thing a few hours after she left, and so that left both the Hagen parents distraught and helpless as both their children went off to war.


Affiliations
- Gunther Hagen (Father -- Alive)
- Sonja Hagen (Mother -- Alive)
- Hans Hagen (Younger Brother -- Alive)

Relationships
_TBA

Character Theme

WIP CS [+]

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Name
Dominic James Silva

Gender
Male

Age
17 September 19th, 1898

Sexuality
heterosexual

Race
Born in Calif, United states of vinland

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Appearance
Dominic stands at six feet two inches and is in great physical shape. In his uniform the only real identifying marks he uses is a Charcoal grey scarf to cover his mouth on cold nights and a vinland flag, on his right shoulder sleeve.

Height
6 feet

Personality


Dominic is like man boys from his country. From a young age he was taught the difference between right and wrong along with what it meant to be a man. dominic was raised to refer to his elders as sir or ma’am, to take his cap off in doors, To women Dominic was brought up to be chivalrous and with children Dominic was raised to be gentle. The biggest trait Dominic has is his views on doing what is right. Weather its defending some who is being picked on or Enlisting to serve values he believes are worth dying for.
While Dominic enlisted to go fight for the federation, it wasn’t without moral dilemmas. Dominic is terrified of what could happen to him. Dominic knows full well that he could die, or lose a limb. Even if he survives the war, there was no guarantee Dominic would come home without being effected. even with all the worries he had, he views it as a necessary sacrifice.

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Rank
Private

Role
rifleman

Equipment
SM-Longfield Rifle, Standard issue bayonet, Federation uniform. Photos of friends and loved ones

Potentials
Hate filled: The rage of losing his best friend drives him to do sometimes cruel acts towards the enemy.
Sentimental: Dominic often looks at photos and letters from friends and family when things get rough, to help him keep going.
Born soldier: Dominic takes his job seriously, ensuring his gear and supply is up to the task.
Patriot: Dominic believes in the worth of their cause, he is willing to die.
Torchbearer: The stories and the sacrifice of his name sake has opfften guided him to do what he believes is right, regardless of what happens to him.

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Biography
Dominic was born outside the small seaside city of Calif, on the western coast of Vinland, Dominic’s father ran a small ranch, after his retirement from the military Diego was in need of a way to keep him busy and have some income the supplement his retirement income. Life was fairly simple, helping his father work and learning what it meant to be a hard working man. Growing up Dominic would beg his father to tell him stories from his time in the military. Dominic’s favorite stories were always the ones of his father and his buddy Dominic,his name sake and a man the young boy revered. The two always seemed to survive the everything during the various “military actions” his father saw. The one thing that was a constant was how his father carried a photo of his mother through it all, often pulling it out to show him the “battle scars” of being with him on deployment.
As a young boy Dominic would always be found playing army with his friend Jasmine sinclair and Benjamin Carmine. Life was so simple, The three would run various raids on make believe enemy camp’s being awarded medals that they made out of various bits of trash. The proudest award Dominic was awarded was the “medal of Braveness, for helping Ben raid the enemy camp for sweets.” If they were lucky, Dominic elder sister Alejandra would make appearances often helping lead glorious charges on her mounted cavalry winning the war for Vinland.
Life was simple for Dominic with school and his childish whimsy broken up by the Work dominic did with his father on their ranch.it wasn’t until dominic’s 15th year, during the first year of the war. The only thing on Dominic’s mind was enlisting. Sadly he had to wait till he was 17, per his father's orders, like his sister before him. Dominic remembered that night clearly with curiosity. During school days, Alejandra meet him after class and walk home with him and the two would talk about their respective days. That day she was nearly an hour late, arriving quiet and lost in thought. As they arrived home and headed up the front steps she stopped Dominic and said “Remember Dom I love you so much and no matter what happens just remember I love you” before giving him a big long hug and than enter their house. Later that night around the dinner table She gave the news. “I’ve enlisted in the Army.” The statement silenced the entire room. not even the crickets outside made noise. After a moment of silence Dominic’s mother simply said “No...and That's that” before standing up and leaving the room. After a moment of silence Diego stood and gently with a forced smile asked Dominic to take his sister and go up to their rooms. As dominic ascended the steps with his sister in toe, he expected a lot of yelling and screaming. But to his surprise there was nothing, After an hour or some Alejandra came up stairs with plates of their now cold dinner. Later that night Diego called his son into his study. “Dominic..my son… I know you want to enlist… I understand the call to serve...its what drove me to enlist so many years ago… but as parents Your mother and I can’t send two of our children off to war…” he said, barely able to keep his voice even. “I know that I won’t be able to keep you from enlisting at 17… but at least wait until you are 17.”
In a few weeks following the conversation Alejandra left for basic training, soon after Benjamin enlisted and shipped off for Basic. Dominic would write weekly letters to both of them , keeping them appraised of life back home. The letters were often filled with promises of him joining them soon and how things would be after the fighting.Now all alone Dominic worked around his father's ranch, keeping up with newspapers about the front, taking note of familiar names and making sure to try and say a prayer for as many as he could. it was during one of these weekly counts that Dominic found a name he had prayed he would never have to see in the paper this way. Near the top of the list that week was Benjamin Carmine. Later that same day The final Letter from Benjamin arrived.
This crushed him as attended his best friend funeral, meeting Private Thomas Alderman, The man who Benjamin spent his last few hours with before getting killed by an Imperial rifleman. a few weeks later on Dominic was called into his father's study by his mother. Diego called his son into his study once more. Diego sat with a box smack dab in the room when Dominic entered. Diego said one thing “remember the stories I told you of Uncle Dominic and I?” before pulling out a yellow and faded photo. On it two young men dressed in well ironed and pressed uniforms stood together smiling. One was clearly his father, barely older than Dominic was now. “That's him...That is the man you are named after… We were best friends growing up, we did everything together… He was killed during some fight in the south…” Diego said with a shaky voice. “I left my best friend lying in a pool of blood Dominic… its thanks to Him I survived and got married. He gave his life for me to live on…. I still see his face when I close my eyes… You have no idea how many times I wish I could have stayed with him and died lying there next to him…” For a half an hour Diego sat there recounting the last moments of his Best friend's life before asking “Are you prepared to die for those next to you? or have people you care about dying for you?”
The realities of war had crossed his mind many times, he knew that war wasn’t like those childrens games he used to play.He understood the very real reality that he could very well never come back, or if he did he would never be the same person. But he come to a decision. “Father I won’t lie to you...I am terrified that when I go over I won’t be coming back. That you and Mother will get a knock on the door one day with a folded flag, god forbid two...But you once told me… Courage is not the absence of fear...but acting in opposition to that fear… I will enlist because I know it’s right and that I can’t have others fight a war that I can fight myself.”
Three weeks later Dominic was off to Basic training with the MOS of Infantry. During Basic training Dominic learned a number of things while at basic. How to march,shoot,stab, and follow orders. After the 13 weeks of basic training and eight weeks of infantry training Dominic was sent to a reserve unit until Dominic was assigned to a Federation unit at the front. Having only just arrived two days before he was sent to front line reserve trenches.

Affiliations
Father: Diego alexio Silva (38) Former Army retired, soft spoken man who values honesty and “the traits of men”. Dominic has the highest respect for the man,
Mother: Isabella Maria Martinez-Silva (36) loving mother and gentle though often a terror if you went against her wishes
Sister: Alexa mariaSilva (16)younger sister and reservist rifleman in vinland military, Currently on garrison in Calif as part of the 123rd Reservist division. Dominic is proud of her.
Elder sister: Alejandra Isabella Silva (19) active duty sniper, Dominic’s favorite currently overseas with the 22nd Vinland infantry division, Marksman.
Brother: Jose Silva (1) just a baby not much to him, likes milk, poops a lot and is kind of pudgy.
Friend: Anthony Jenkins (17) Friend from Basic training. Currently waiting to be deployed.
Jasmine Sinclair(17): dating/ enlisted in the Vinland home guard.
Benjamin Carmine(17 at time of death): Best friend ,killed during an offensive with the 22nd infantry division during the second year of the war.

Relationships
This is how they view other characters throughout the story. This will be updated as major changes in their involvement and view of one another is expanded. Most changes will be listed from experiences out of combat, but some can occur from within their combat positioning out in the field. They can become rivals, hating on one another, romantic couples or simply comrades in arms.

Character Theme
Not necessary, but can be used if wished.

I'm really interested in the setting of everything, though I know like very little about about VC lol. Though if possible I'd like to give it a try. That is if there's still spaces available and if you'd have me.

Sounds interesting~ (>//v//<) Could I ask if I can join?

After playing through Valkyria Chronicles 4, I wish I would have seen this sooner :/