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In The German Perspective - The Weltkrieg. → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Took me about ten seconds. :) Peeps can click "view raw" on their posts. should keep their picture links, then they only have to embolden the various headings which takes five seconds.
In The German Perspective - The Weltkrieg. → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
**Name:** Albin Drexel **Age: **39 **Appearance:** Albin in a shaggy looking individual, with his field-grey uniform often creased and appearing a size too big for him. He keeps his hair shaven, to lessen the effects of the Eastern Front's notorious lice. His jack boots and other equipment are well worn (most of it is second-hand), and the pale blue of his eyes are lifeless. He stands little of 5'8, and has the slim build of a pencil pusher. **Personality:** Albin has no faith in Hitler, no faith in the idea of a Thousand Year Reich, and no fair in his ability to survive the Kursk offensive. He is terribly jaded by his experiences, though they have been brief, and speaks with a stutter. He drifts in and out of lucidity, but operates with inhuman efficiency when it comes to "killing or being killed". **Rank:** Grenadier **Background:** Albin is a lawyer by trade, and prior to Hitler's rise to power, he was very much a believer in human rights, and his work was often based around such things. Needless to say, when Germany's Jewish population started to face discrimination, he was one of the first, though one of the few, to voice his concern at the situation. This landed him in prison, where he was given an indefinite sentence pending his "political re-education". Germany's need for manpower in 1943 however, earned him an early release from his purgatory. Given a rifle, a week or two of training, and dispatched with all haste to the Eastern Front along with a whole host of other minor undesirables, Albin is not pleased or enthused by his situation. Prior to the opening days of the Kursk Offensive, Albin had never fired a rifle at a living person. Fast forward to August the 12th, and he is a broken man. War is not his thing, it is not his life. He was never supposed to die in a ditch, unloved and unknown, killed by an enemy who could not - would not - understand his situation. He is propelled now by basic human survival instinct. It is a matter of killing, or being killed. Of following orders, or being condemned for failing to rise to the impossible expectations given to him and his peers. The romantic notions of chivalry, human rights, freedom, compassion, honour and love have no place in him now. Too many close calls, too many throttled throats and bayoneted rib cages have seen to that. He exists now, purely because he must, and he is driven by his basic animal natures to survive the war. **Equipment:** Karabiner 98 Kurz, with a few pre-loaded clips. He's already used his grenades, and lost his bayonet inside some poor Russian girl he mistook for a soldier the previous week. **Other information:** Inexperienced, shell shocked.
In "We Shall Fight On The Landing Grounds" → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
ONL, Konrad, you've got a Fallschirmjager platoon launching themselves into your attack. They don't know your exact whereabouts as of yet, but are aware of your presence, so expect them to react the moment you take action. As mentioned, they have a squad and an MG34 held back to lay down covering fire. Aside from that, three squads of eight men, so 24 soldiers in total, are storming across the open ground in an attempt to retake the landing zone. They want to make it safe for their comrades dropping out of the sky, so that they have time to disentangle and grab their weapons. Proceed as you will.
In "We Shall Fight On The Landing Grounds" → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"Wie viele haben wir?", muttered a dishevelled Feldwebel as he plucked twigs and foliage from the inside of his smock. "Vierunddreißig , Feldwebel. Ohne die Verwundeten," An Unteroffizier said, snapping a Fascist salute. "Es wird zu tun haben. Was wissen wir von unseren Feind?" The Feldwebel asked, slamming a magazine into his MP40. He stopped to glance at his assembled Fallschirmjager as they hunkered down and looked at him, eagerly awaiting his orders. "Sie haben eine Linie von sechs Fliegerabwehrkanonen. Zwei Züge infantnry. Sie haben Männer nach vorne geschickt, aber ich weiß nicht, wie viele," the Unteroffizier replied, shifting uneasily in his boots. "Sie töten uns Feldwebel, die meisten von unseren Jungs noch nicht einmal an ihre Waffen. Wenn wir nicht jetzt etwas tun, werden wir diesen Landezone zu verlieren! The Feldwebel sighed, and looked up at the strong sunlight shining through the sparse canopy of their hiding place. A Ju-52 roared overhead, its tail ablaze. "Wir werden sie zurückfahren , und tun , was wir können über diese Flak . Auch wenn wir sie ablenken , wird das Leben wir retten unschätzbarem Wert sein. Lassen Sie uns um es zu bekommen." The Unteroffizier smiled, and nodded vigorously. He was a young man, un-jaded by war and full of vigour. "Ja Feldwebel ! Ich werde den Angriff führen!" ------------- The Fallschirmjager platoon moved off at once, dividing into four squads of eight men. They were armed with an assortment of MP40s and Kar98s, with the exception of the one MG34 they had managed to salvage. Their ammunition situation wasn't good, but if they could reclaim the landing zone, then they would find all they needed there. Breaking from the cover of the trees, and darting from hedge to rock, the four squads sprung themselves forwards into the Commonwealth's counter attack. One squad held back, accompanied by the lone MG34 team, and started to lay down covering fire on any piece of Crete's bleak countryside that looked a likely hiding spot for the enemy. Meanwhile, the three assaulting squads ran across the open ground yelling and jeering, unaware of their enemy's exact position; in the background, through the sparse vegetation and rolling hills, they could see the line of British Bofors and the town of Heraklion behind. They would not be enough to break that line, this they knew. But, what they could do was make the landing zone safe enough for their forces to consolidate, and with the air still thick with their helpless comrades, every second they could distract their enemy was invaluable to the assault.
In "We Shall Fight On The Landing Grounds" → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
> [quote=Sturmgeschutz] > We're a platoon going up against hundreds. Even if we secure major success in our little counter attack, it's a bit like the Third Reich invading Russia - sooner or later we'll get bogged down by their superior numbers, take losses we can't afford, and then inevitably we'll be retreating all the way back to Heraklion with our tail between our legs. > [/quote] > > There's Rethymnon that needs to be considered too, which would under the same situation as here, and the Rethymnon-Heraklion corridor was in action shortly after Chania was being attacked by the Germans. > > I suspect the current setting of the RP takes place between the two cities in the Rethymnon-Heraklion sector, but it's hard to tell because the crude map is very, very crude. I can't tell if the two line that's running east-west is a road or a river, which makes attempting to orient everything I'm doing especially awkward and difficult (and I believe it is showing in the quality of my posts and length of my last). > > I found a landmark I could use to orient myself while researching the area but in true style I lost it. There's only so many ways I can describe the same scrub-land hills before getting myself bored and lost. > > > > Though I do suppose I could add goats and amuse myself with that. "What Myles was looking at was the Commonwealth's first and perhaps last line of defence against the German's westerly assault. Behind the line, about two miles or so, sat Heraklion. The officer winced as he saw the German planes make their dives, dropping incendiary charges and unleashing their cannons on whatever took their interest. " Was mentioned in my first post, stating we're directly WEST of HERAKLION. We're two platoons confined to a smaller area of operations, as opposed to the whole front. I did this to retain focus. There's also an attack ongoing on the east side of the town, near the airfield. Rethymno is so many miles to the West that I'm not worrying about that yet. Heraklion must be defended before we can start dealing with German successes elsewhere. Next time, don't drop miles out of the damned zone. You want to stop playing the Mad Max of the Crete wasteland? Maybe happen upon Freyburg + staff in his command car on some road, as he travels between local headquarters. Dat way you got a uniform if you want it, a car, maps and all kinds of other stuff ANNNNNNNND deal yet another blow to Allied command. Maybe even use the radio to try and advertise a better landing zone? I don't know. Either way, stop chasing goats. And the grey line represents what passes as a road in Crete, so probably a hardened dust trail.
In The German Perspective - The Weltkrieg. → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
SvenO100 said
@Sturmgeschutz. Oh, yes. I was aware of what you ment. But what I ment was that the Eastern Front was much different then the Western Front, the fighting in the east was brutal. So I was just wondering how long you were there. (To see how your character might break down.)Also, sorry for late responses. I've been trying to finish up my character but i've rarely been able to find time where the guild isn't down and unacessable.


Tell me about it. It's unusable some times, but I struggle through it.

He's not been there long, again it would have been late May, early June since his arrival. His first real Eastern Front engagement is Kursk. By this point in the battle, he's obviously taken part in the initial offensive operations.

I will expand his back story to include how different he has found the Eastern Front compared with the rest of the theatres he's seen.

And um, I can re-roll again into a nameless grunt if it makes you more comfortable. I was just trying to come up with a character that didn't fit the usual hash of non-Nazis and professional old school German soldiers that people tend to go for.
In The German Perspective - The Weltkrieg. → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
SvenO100 said
@Sturmgeschutz. It will be interesting to see how your character will develop, consider it approved.Edit: You seemed to have served on a lot of fronts, i'm a little unsure on when you actually got to the Eastern Front. I do get the idea that it was quite recent though.


Yeah, I don't think that's too fantastical. A lot of German units saw a lot of action on a lot of fronts. It was my way of saying he's experienced, decorated and not daunted by the horrors of war. It also adds an extra layer of character for him, because he's seen first hand the Reich's defeat in Africa, and the bloody battle for Crete - he has been shown that the Wehrmacht is far from invincible, and now with America's entry, is at a serious, possibly fatal disadvantage - yet he's still committed to the idea of a final victory.

He would have arrived on the Eastern Front immediately after the defeat of Rommel's Afrika Korps, (13 May 1943). So he's been there for a few months, doing nothing much inparticular leading up to the battle of Kursk.
In The German Perspective - The Weltkrieg. → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
How's that?
In The German Perspective - The Weltkrieg. → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Righty'o buddy, no problem. I'll re-roll as a fanatical unteroffizier if that's cool.
In "We Shall Fight On The Landing Grounds" → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Squrmy said
Well, I think allowing the Germans to regroup is probably necessary for the battle of Crete to continue for more than a few more posts, right? Or were there/could there be more waves of paratroopers dropped into Crete over the following days?


We're a platoon going up against hundreds. Even if we secure major success in our little counter attack, it's a bit like the Third Reich invading Russia - sooner or later we'll get bogged down by their superior numbers, take losses we can't afford, and then inevitably we'll be retreating all the way back to Heraklion with our tail between our legs.
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