*°Hell as White as Snow°* (A Role Play)

[Garjzla]

(Is it a bad thing that I've already started working on multiple character forms? XD)

(NO.
NO, IT IS NOT. )

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Gjoran stumbled to the floor, weakened by the cold. He had found some stick to make a fire, and started on the search for a cave feverishly. After twenty minutes of searching, full of walking past the white of snow he found a cave and began to build a fire. He called out weakly as his fire started and he began to warm up "I have a fire here!", hoping someone would hear him.

 

[Run Wild]

Gjoran stumbled to the floor, weakened by the cold. He had found some stick to make a fire, and started on the search for a cave feverishly. After twenty minutes of searching, full of walking past dead and motionless people, he found a cave and began to build a fire. He called out weakly as his fire started and he began to warm up "I have a fire here!"

(There aren't corpses everywhere, the people, besides those who were frozen, have simply disappeared into thin air.)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(There aren't corpses everywhere, the people, besides those who were frozen, have simply disappeared into thin air.)

(Oh. My bad)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(There aren't corpses everywhere, the people, besides those who were frozen, have simply disappeared into thin air.)

(Edited if anyone cares.)

 

[Garjzla]

Name: Dierk Brun
Gender: Male
Age (When They Were Preserved in Ice): 27
What Year They Were Frozen Within Ice: 1940
Personality: Dierk is quiet but stern, and rather loud and vulgar. He isn't too bold, and most of what people would remember is he follows orders.
History: Dierk grew up in a time of suffering in Germany, and wanted to do anything to help his poor and starving family.
Most of Germany seemed to want a man named Adolf Hitler to take control, and while Dierk was wary, he hoped it would truly heal his country and supported Adolf completely, eventually becoming a Nazi.
When the Holocaust began, Dierk began to hate the fate he had chosen for himself. He saw thousands of men, women, and children die. They were all gruesome, needlessly cruel deaths. And he had to kill many of them himself.
Being a Nazi was like being in a cult. He couldn't leave, and never tried to. But he regretted every second of his life, every time he had to separate a child from its mother and send them both to places where they would be slaughtered like pigs.
Dierk married an American woman, who happened to live in Germany at the time, and she taught him most of the English he currently knows. They had a son together, and never left each other's side, but eventually when he was being rightfully attacked by a Jewish man during a late evening in the streets, he accidentally pointed the gun to his wife instead of the man and killed her.
He abandoned his son in the city, running away from the scene, and continued working for the Führer with his head low and his lips silent. He knew he would never be a good man, and gave up on trying.
Appearance (Photograph or Description):

Other: Not supporting Nazis or Hitler.
Username: Garjzla

 

[silkiecuddles]

(

Is that a token to your mother country? jk.
I was actually thinking about doing a guy from the 40s, but switched him to a different year because I couldn't find a satisfactory picture )

 

[silkiecuddles]

Aya glanced back at Madeleine again, her vision only improving with time.
"Hello?? Are you awake??" Aya called out rather blindly, her hearing fuzzy, unable to hear where exactly the sound was coming from.

Madeleine turned her glance backwards, searching for who the voice had come from exactly. The figure she had spotted earlier. So she wasn't the only one alive and awake. Weakly, she pushed herself up onto her knees, but her legs, stiff and tingly from sleep, failed her and she fell back down when she tried to stand. "I think so!" She called in reply. This all seemed too real, albeit strange, to be a dream.

 

[Garjzla]

(

Is that a token to your mother country? jk.
I was actually thinking about doing a guy from the 40s, but switched him to a different year because I couldn't find a satisfactory picture )

(Aww, come on, just make a description. Dierk needs a buddy from his time. XD)

 

[Garjzla]

Madeleine turned her glance backwards, searching for who the voice had come from exactly. The figure she had spotted earlier. So she wasn't the only one alive and awake. Weakly, she pushed herself up onto her knees, but her legs, stiff and tingly from sleep, failed her and she fell back down when she tried to stand. "I think so!" She called in reply. This all seemed too real, albeit strange, to be a dream.

Now that it had been confirmed that somebody else was alive, Aya had the sudden determination to stand.
Breathing shakily, she used her burning hands to lift herself to a crouching position, and then her feet pushed on the ground for her to rise.
Her legs popped, ice covering her pants cracked and flaked, and it was as if she was learning how to stand again.
She felt like she had been swimming for hours as she swayed side to side, the wind whistling in her blood red, pounding ears. Each breath burned, she could hear herself blinking, her cold eyelashes tickled and froze to her brows. This land seemed like a whole new world.