I wish to apply in this chat RP as well. And seeing as the role of the Soldier is open I shall apply for that as well. (Icarion put me up to it)
On the a cold day in September the Soldier set out with only a E-tool and three rotted MRE's as he set out for Glory. Glory, Kentucky that is. Late for the actual war the grizzled man stormed through the rain, conquered the heat, and instinctively evaded the prying eyes of nature observers on his way to Glory because "There was something fishy about those hippy bastards...". By the time the local law enforcement was called to the sudden theft of all farming equipment and the arson of several storehouses the Soldier disappeared into the night smelling of manure and...
"Victory, men it is complete victory when you have successfully assumed your opponent in the correct position for a proper and righteous ass-whooping! There has been -nothing- more beautiful than watching everything your enemy built up in their life crumble into millions of pieces then stuffing those pieces for firing into a cannon ironically up their ass!" The Soldier breathed out as he spoke onto a herd of grazing cattle with helmets placed on their horns. They were all oblivious to him and a few defecated on the fallen helmets strewn over the ground. The Soldier reached down into his "acquired" cache. "Now for the proper use of a rocket launcher!"
A few hours later a large gas explosion rocked the Mid-Western States causing a 5 cent price rise in gas in the surrounding area. The Soldier couldn't have been more proud.
"If we don't have gas then neither will the enemy!"
"Victory, men it is complete victory when you have successfully assumed your opponent in the correct position for a proper and righteous ass-whooping! There has been -nothing- more beautiful than watching everything your enemy built up in their life crumble into millions of pieces then stuffing those pieces for firing into a cannon ironically up their ass!" The Soldier breathed out as he spoke onto a herd of grazing cattle with helmets placed on their horns. They were all oblivious to him and a few defecated on the fallen helmets strewn over the ground. The Soldier reached down into his "acquired" cache. "Now for the proper use of a rocket launcher!"
A few hours later a large gas explosion rocked the Mid-Western States causing a 5 cent price rise in gas in the surrounding area. The Soldier couldn't have been more proud.
"If we don't have gas then neither will the enemy!"