Rank: Lance Corporal
Name: Adrian Whitestone
Date/Place of birth: July 4th, 1918, London.
Character history: 'Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the wave' said the banner hanging over the mantle place in the Whitestone residence, hanging just between the pictures of the Royal family. It was these things which were essential parts of Adrian's upbringing just after The Great War, living in a lower class neighbourhood. His father, a factory worker most of his life and a veteran of the war, made sure that Adrian learned the struggle of the poor in the world, but also to love his country and everything good about it; democracy, industry, navy, and King and Country.
Adrian began working part-time in the same factory as his father while taking part of what could be called amateur-lectures at the Labour gatherings, his final goal being able to attend real university or college. And then Hitler made his moves. First the Rhineland, then the Kriegsmarine, then Austria and so on. Adrian, or mostly his father, knew this never could end well and convinced Adrian to join the Army. And so he ended up in the military in 1938 at the age of 20, waiting for the moment to defend Great Britain and her people if the Huns returned with their vengeance. A year later, it came.
His regiment was one of the first ones to be deployed in France, awaiting the coming German offensive that never came in 1939, while themselves eagerer to bring the fight to them. The 'Phony War' made Adrian angry with his superiors, stories from his father only making the similarities between the incompetence of British High-Command during the previous war and this one. Only difference was that this time they didn't stand a chance. Overrun by German panzers and driven to Dunkirk before being completely obliterated, Adrian ended up in a P.O.W. camp until December later that year after the fall of London.
Shipped back home just in time for a dark Christmas, his pride was severely harmed by the sight of German troops marching outside of Buckingham Palace, British fascists waving flags in support of Hitler, and the swastika waving over Parliament. From that day on, he knew that if he couldn't fight the Germans at the front, then he'd fight them from the inside. Only problem was to find those he could trust.
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Role: Unemployed
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