Through the bombshells of War, I'll always remember you.

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    THROUGH THE BOMBSHELLS OF WAR, I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU



    All in one day, their world comes crashing down.
    All in one day, everything might not be the same ever again.


    ~° The plot:
    Your character(or mine), has always had the first born son of every generation join the Marine Corps. Without telling your girlfriend since child hood, 8 years, you enlist. You did actually think they'd pick you to go fight. Your character(or mine), gets notified after enrolling in the Marine Corps that he is needed to go fight in Iran for America.
    The pair of you fight about trust issues and such, and she storms away and doesn't even come to see you leave.
    But when she gets a call, that her boyfriend has gotten nearly hit with a bombshell and was thrown back by the force, she rushes to the hospital.
    What they didn't say is that he was in a coma, thinking that she still hated him.
    But, everyday on the battlefield, he had thought of her. Every shot, every step.
    Every time he blinked, he saw her face.



    Okay! That's the plot. We will figure out who's who when someone joins.


    ~° Preferences and rules:
    Please be semi-advanced, one paragraph will be okay.
    Absolutely no oneliners, even with a 'low muse'.
    Be literate, grammar, spelling, punctuation, no run ons, etc.
    -
    All WCRPG rules apply.
    * out foul language.
    If I decline your application, I have a right to do that. Don't get your panties in a bunch.
    If you do not follow these rules during roleplay (mostly muse and proper grammar), I will give you three chances to correct yourself. If that does not work, I will have to ask you to leave the thread.
    I am not that mean, I wouldn't do that, it would just piss me off. So try not to do that.


    That's all!

    The post was edited 1 time, last by smokesoul ().

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    name ;; answer
    nickname ;; answer
    gender ;; answer
    age ;; answer
    appearance ;; answer
    personality ;; answer
    crush ;; answer
    boyfriend or girlfriend ;; answer
    other ;; answer


    this is it. You can add a picture if you would like, although I do not.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by smokesoul ().

    name ;; Janet
    nickname ;; Jan
    gender ;; Female
    age ;; 29
    appearance ;; Janet has short black hair that she always wears down, curled at the ends. Her eyes are dark brown. Janet is tall, standing at 6'2." She has a fair complexion.
    personality ;; Janet is very indepent and strong willed, but she is a family woman. She's the girl who always wanted to lead a family, and her firm motherly instincts tell her that that dream is possible. She loves her husband like any other wife, but sometimes takes him for granted.
    clique ;; Janet has her friends but is too independent to make a strong bond with others. It's a wonder she got a husband.
    crush ;; She already has a husband ;)
    boyfriend or girlfriend ;; " "
    other ;; chocolate bar...yeah...

    fixed it, sorry.



    name ;; Skye Marshall Walker
    nickname ;; none.
    gender ;; male
    age ;; 27
    appearance ;; tall and muscular, Skye is the typical jock. He is extremely attractive, yet odd. He has sandy blonde hair, the perfect sharp jawline, high cheek bones. All of these features are accompanied by two different colored eyes- one blue like the churning sea, the other that of milk chocolate.
    personality ;; sweet, caring, flirtatious. Loves to make people laugh, he is almost always smiling his crooked grin.
    crush ;; better be Janet, or things are going to get awkward.
    boyfriend or girlfriend ;; Janet.
    other ;; is very self conscious of his eyes.


    Just FYI, they're dating, not married or engaged yet.

    (Suuuuure.)


    Skye walked in the front door of their apartment, his arms full of groceries. "I'm home!" He called, still panting from the run up the stairs with five bags of groceries. "I need to run more." He said to himself, chuckling.
    He slipped off his shirt, soaked from his morning workout, revealing his steady rock solid 8 pack and toned chest. He stood under the fan in the living room, relishing the breeze it disposed on his body.

    Janet entered the room from what little kitchen they had, a bowl of maccoroni and cheese in one hand, a spoon lodged in it. She handed it to Skye and sat on the couch. "How was the workout?"

    "A good one." He chuckled, setting the macaroni on the counter. "I'm nice and... sweaty!" He pounced on her, wrapping her in his bare arms, pulling her to his sweaty chest. His biceps buldged with strength as he held her in a lock, laughing. He knew she hated him sweaty.

    Janet felt squished as he pounced on her, but him wrapping his sweaty arms made it even worse. She felt that tingling, loving sensation, but that was no excuse for the disgusting-ness of her boyfriend. "EEEWWW! Could you not???" However, she clung to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, showing her affection.

    Kissing her nose back, Skye hopped off the couch, onto the floor. He looked up at her, like a dog banished from the furniture. He flexed all his muscles, defining his biceps and abs- he was positive the abs would get her.

    Janet just rolled her eyes and got off the couch, but her blush showed that modesty wouldn't prevail this time. "I see you didn't eat your food. Those 8 children of yours will starve," she joked, referring to Skye's abs.

    Gasping sarcastically, Skye raced to the cold macaroni and began spooning it hurriedly into his large mouth. "My babies!" He cried. "How will they go on? Daddy will take care of you." He rubbed belly, and was laughing so hard he almost choked. His jawline was stubbly, from not shaving yet this morning.

    "Here comes the train! Choo-choo!" Janet teased. "After you eat, you might want to take a shower and shave off those saplings on your face." She gave him a pat on the shoulder and began reading a magazine on the couch, paying very little attention to Skye.

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    Ic: Finishing his food, he sighed. "Jannnnnneeeettttt." He whined.
    When she didn't reply, he smiled mischievously. Going behind the couch, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek- moving across her jawline, and down her neck. "Janet." He whispered softly against her skin.
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    "What do you want?" She asked, pretending to be annoyed. Her brown eyes locked on his eyes, and she began to remember their first kiss. A year ago, maybe more, maybe less, but it was an event that stood alone, for it was timeless.

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    Ic: "You." He nipped her ear, and chuckled. "What can I say, I'm an attention whore." Their first kiss popped into his brain, memories flashing around his skull. It was the moment his whole life changed. He fell in love that day.
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    Janet dropped the magazine and climbed over couch to stand next to him. "So what shall we do?" She asked, embracing him.

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    Ic: "I don't want to do anything, smelling like this. I'm gonna go get in the shower." He gave her a kiss, lingering on her lips for about 10 seconds. Pulling away, he smiled and ran to the bedroom and into the adjacent bathroom. "Be right out!" He called, closing the door- not locking it. Never does.
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