~~~The European Freedom Fighters!~~~ A Shifted-Reality Second World-War Role-Play Thread!

(Well, then, did you know that the most highly-decorated German serviceman in WWII was Ju-87 "Stuka" pilot Hans-Ulrich Rudel, a.k.a. The Eagle of the Eastern Front? In his 9 years of service to the Reich, Rudel flew 2,530 combat missions claiming a total of 2,000 targets destroyed mostly or solely by him; including 800 vehicles, 519 tanks, 150 artillery pieces, 70 landing craft, nine aircraft, 4 armored trains, several bridges, a destroyer, two cruisers, and even the Soviet battleship Marat. I have a feeling the he might have to make an appearance in this RP at some point.
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Dirk turned towards Anton, smiling a bit as he said "Don't worry abour your leg, bud. We can have you act as a spotter for the mortar teams while sitting in the jeep." He then turned to Kenny, asking "Ummm... Kenny, right? Aren't you from Hamburg or something?" A young lad jogged up behind Dirk and said "We're almost done loading, Mr. Hodges. We should be ready to roll out within about five minutes or so." The boy then quickly turned and dissappeared behind an old horse stall on his way back to the vehicles.
 
(Good-bye, my dear ego. You have served me well, but these posts have finally killed you.)

(I have no idea what to do.)

(Oh, man, I'm just pathetic right now…Erg…Awkward...)
 
(trainfullachickens: I did not know that. Interesting. That is a lot of numbers to remember :p)

"Okay," Anton grinned. He was pleased that he would still be able to do something useful, despite his darned leg.
Kenny replied to Dirk, "I'm from Berlin - you're almost right!" The apple had left him feeling very refreshed. It didn't look as if Anton was going to have his, so Kenny gave him a poke and his friend willingly handed over his fruit. Kenny always did seem to have a hearty appetite...
 
(Good-bye, my dear ego. You have served me well, but these posts have finally killed you.)

(I have no idea what to do.)

(Oh, man, I'm just pathetic right now…Erg…Awkward...)


(Just have your people jump in somewhere, maybe start up a conversation with me or Fierlin's people. I don't think it matters much, as long as you're a part of it and we're all having fun and whatnot. :p )

(trainfullachickens: I did not know that. Interesting. That is a lot of numbers to remember :p)

"Okay," Anton grinned. He was pleased that he would still be able to do something useful, despite his darned leg.
Kenny replied to Dirk, "I'm from Berlin - you're almost right!" The apple had left him feeling very refreshed. It didn't look as if Anton was going to have his, so Kenny gave him a poke and his friend willingly handed over his fruit. Kenny always did seem to have a hearty appetite...


"That'll work fine too, we might be able to get you dressed up to the point where you could look like a Nazi soldier in case we meet any Germans on the way from here tothe airbase. We have a couple of stolen uniforms around here somewhere, I'll have someone help you find one that fits." Dirk hollered an order back behind him, and shortly thereafter a young woman was motioning for Kenny to come over towards her near a pile of boxes and decaying farm equipment.
 
Kenny was a little nervous about this sudden delegation of duty. He had never tried doing anything like this, which would obviously require nerve and quick thinking, which he thought he did have, and focus and concentration, which he probably didn't. (Though a man never knows whether he may just step up to the mark, until he is placed in such a trying situation.)

Kenny did seem to possess a certain way with words that made him sound convincing enough, but to use his persuasive manner he had to first be completely familiar with what he was trying to persuade people about. Kenny had never been in any army, let alone the German army. How hard could it be though, he reasoned to himself. If the need arose, all he'd have to do was say Heil Hitler and drop in some street names to make him sound genuine... Right?

He headed over to where the girl was waving to him, wondering whether he had enough of a clue about what it is he was doing.
 
(lol, it's all good.)

Kenny turned around again to face the other girl, who he hadn't yet met. "That might be a good idea," he said cordially.

He turned to a hypothetical audience and tried something out.
"Guten Morgen, Herr Schmidt!" he said, bowing like the English gentleman he'd been bought up to be, although a little shabbily because he'd never taken the ridiculous airs and practises of his "kind" seriously. That whole idea for society kind of struck him as superficial and not very progressive, but that's a story for another day.
"Und wie geht's heutzutage in unseren alten Heimat? Die Fabriken um... um, wie heißt das, der Gartenplatz, schon wieder geöffnet?" Kenny remembered the factories undergoing a massive expansion under Hitler's economic plans - they were scheduled to reopen in five or six years. Or was that months? Kenny thought hard to try to remember some facts.
Although he could always just stick with dropping a few important-sounding names in there. He knew a few, thanks to his parents' line of work, and close connections with Germany. He could pretend some high-ranking official had sent him on a fact-finding mission. Something like that.
 
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(I can't really picture Nazi's bowing,
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I think they mostly stick to very rigid salutes and that thing where they stick their arm up at an angle and yell "HIEL HITLER!" or just "HIEL!" or something. I agree with Gertie, I think if I searched that I would get put on some kind of NSA watch list or something.
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*Loud knock on door*
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The young woman who had been searching through the crates for a uniform that looked to be about Kenny's size seemed to have just found one and said "Hmm, could use some work, but I think we'll manage to slip by." Before someone could ask if she was talking about the uniform or Kenny's linguistic skills, she held the German clothes up to Kenny's body and said "Yes, this should work fine. Put this on and keep working on your act." She handed the outfit to the young man and then quickly strode away.

Meanwhile, a few of the rebels from the distraction earlier in Nancy walked up to Anton. One of them stooped down and said "We've been told to help you get yourself into the jeep and ready to go. We've got a pair of crutches you could use, or if you would feel more comfortable with it we could carry you sitting on the stretcher."
 
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(Thanks! I can only imagine what that search would be like: "I'm really interested in Nazis! They're like my heroes! How do you become a Nazi and what is the proper etiquette?")

"Nazis don't bow. They're too rigid. Everything is sharp and fast, except their brains. Don't forget to goose-step." Therese instructed, "It'll make you look like an idiot, but it's what they do. Don't ask me, I didn't invent it." She grinned. "And you said, 'And how are you today in our old home? The factories to ... how does that mean, the garden space, open again'."
 

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