A Play On Words
ᑢᓍᘜᓰᖶᓍ, ᘿᖇᘜᓍ Sᑘᘻ
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Delilah lived a normal life...Well, that was until the war. World War 2 took the world by storm. Children were taught what to do if the alarm went off. They knew where to hide and where to go. Millions died, millions were sent off to war, and millions waited for their loved ones to return.
The night was an average one at least...As average as war gets. Delilah awoke and prepared herself for her plan. She was going to become a soldier. She wanted to help her country. And if sneaking into the army was the only way to do it, so be it. She pulled a pair of scissors from her desk drawer and looked back at her reflection in the mirror. She held up her hair and began to cut. Her long brown hair dotted the floor as she continued to cut large amounts of it off until she had a messy, but passable man's cut. Delilah then began to make a wrap around her chest, it would only be noticeable if someone looked hard enough. She took a heavy breath before pulling on the clothes she took from her brother. She looked at her reflection once more before walking towards the window. She took one glance back at her room and pushed open the window before sliding out. Delilah ran through the dark streets, gripping her brother's acceptance letter. All she had to do was turn this in. Then she could do what she wanted.
Despite her honorable intentions, it did not go according to plan. She had spent a week deployed, before getting caught by a soldier of the soviet union. He was going to kill her, but she revealed herself as a woman, and instead became a prisoner of war. Delilah was kept in a small cage as if she was an animal. But she didn't give up there, she continued to fight in any way she could, but it led nowhere.
The night was similar to the one in which she ran away, it was dark and a bit quiet. Bombs and guns could be heard in the distance, Delilah had gotten used to the sound by now. It had been a few weeks since she had been captured, her hair had grown out a bit, it now reached her shoulders, making her look more like the woman she was. The Russian soldiers paid little attention to her, except for when they were looking for a way to spend their free time. They always left one person to guard her when they went out to fight, except this time, to her knowledge at least. She immediately began to attempt to free herself.
(Below are pictures of my character)
The starter is below! If you want to RP or discuss the details beforehand, PM me!
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Delilah lived a normal life...Well, that was until the war. World War 2 took the world by storm. Children were taught what to do if the alarm went off. They knew where to hide and where to go. Millions died, millions were sent off to war, and millions waited for their loved ones to return.
The night was an average one at least...As average as war gets. Delilah awoke and prepared herself for her plan. She was going to become a soldier. She wanted to help her country. And if sneaking into the army was the only way to do it, so be it. She pulled a pair of scissors from her desk drawer and looked back at her reflection in the mirror. She held up her hair and began to cut. Her long brown hair dotted the floor as she continued to cut large amounts of it off until she had a messy, but passable man's cut. Delilah then began to make a wrap around her chest, it would only be noticeable if someone looked hard enough. She took a heavy breath before pulling on the clothes she took from her brother. She looked at her reflection once more before walking towards the window. She took one glance back at her room and pushed open the window before sliding out. Delilah ran through the dark streets, gripping her brother's acceptance letter. All she had to do was turn this in. Then she could do what she wanted.
Despite her honorable intentions, it did not go according to plan. She had spent a week deployed, before getting caught by a soldier of the soviet union. He was going to kill her, but she revealed herself as a woman, and instead became a prisoner of war. Delilah was kept in a small cage as if she was an animal. But she didn't give up there, she continued to fight in any way she could, but it led nowhere.
The night was similar to the one in which she ran away, it was dark and a bit quiet. Bombs and guns could be heard in the distance, Delilah had gotten used to the sound by now. It had been a few weeks since she had been captured, her hair had grown out a bit, it now reached her shoulders, making her look more like the woman she was. The Russian soldiers paid little attention to her, except for when they were looking for a way to spend their free time. They always left one person to guard her when they went out to fight, except this time, to her knowledge at least. She immediately began to attempt to free herself.
(Below are pictures of my character)