World War NES
- Thread starter e350tb
- Start date
e350tb
Stupendously Illogical Englishman
Are we going to argue about death kisses?
If people feel uncomforatble about my modding abilities, feel free to give advice.
If people feel uncomforatble about my modding abilities, feel free to give advice.
honzas_cz
Join NEScz now!
In a story NES -- story will be made by players... it don't need an introduction, because everyone knows what the WW2 was.
Also I think that commanding an army is something different than this one. I like the idea that you are just a regular soldier in army. It makes some sense, but I really don't know what to write in stories...
About stats, I think they will be made by e350tb after all players will be involved in a war. In stats there should be (my opinion) Unit, Rank, Weapons and that's maybe all. But it's on MOD. I'll join, because I believe that it will be good if tb could handle it well.
Hans Göring
Army: Germany, Army Group B, Erwin Rommel
Age: 24
Nationality: German (born in Frankfurt)
History: When he was 15, he was studying on Gymnasium in Frankfurt. After the graduation he joined politics in NSDAP. One year later he volunteered into army. He had hard life in boot camp, but he was skilled in shooting, because he was hunting with his grand-father when he was 10. After two years he get out of boot camp with higher rank than others, because of his skills. In 1939 he joined operation Barbarossa in first line. He got medal for his valor in action. Now, he was assigned to Group B commanded by E. Rommel.
Also I think that commanding an army is something different than this one. I like the idea that you are just a regular soldier in army. It makes some sense, but I really don't know what to write in stories...
About stats, I think they will be made by e350tb after all players will be involved in a war. In stats there should be (my opinion) Unit, Rank, Weapons and that's maybe all. But it's on MOD. I'll join, because I believe that it will be good if tb could handle it well.
Hans Göring
Army: Germany, Army Group B, Erwin Rommel
Age: 24
Nationality: German (born in Frankfurt)
History: When he was 15, he was studying on Gymnasium in Frankfurt. After the graduation he joined politics in NSDAP. One year later he volunteered into army. He had hard life in boot camp, but he was skilled in shooting, because he was hunting with his grand-father when he was 10. After two years he get out of boot camp with higher rank than others, because of his skills. In 1939 he joined operation Barbarossa in first line. He got medal for his valor in action. Now, he was assigned to Group B commanded by E. Rommel.
e350tb
Stupendously Illogical Englishman
Welcome aboard honzas!
I shall make the stats when we start. When does everyone think we should start?
I shall make the stats when we start. When does everyone think we should start?
honzas_cz
Join NEScz now!
@sp1023
You can join politics just partly and always you must go to boot camp in age of 19 i think...?
@e350tb
Maybe we'll may wait for more players... if someone will join-
You can join politics just partly and always you must go to boot camp in age of 19 i think...?
@e350tb
Maybe we'll may wait for more players... if someone will join-
germanicus12
First Citizen of Rome
No you join the army right out of High school if you want. So the age is 18.
honzas_cz
Join NEScz now!
And it is not in USA... It's Third Reich. They needed every man to fight.
--- Hans' family in 1934
--- Hans' family in 1934
"Why did mother left us?" asked little Hans when he was 14.
Father looked at him. It was real Arian with blond hair and blue eyes.
His face was covered by many scars from fighting in first world war.
Over his cheek was slowly moving tear.
"She, ..." he wiped that tear, "she had some bussines in Poland.".
He knew that she was Jewish and as he was in NSDAP,
he knew what they are doing with Jews.
"You certainly have some homeworks, go!"
Hans quickly moved off and his father begun to cry...
Three months after first transport.
Father looked at him. It was real Arian with blond hair and blue eyes.
His face was covered by many scars from fighting in first world war.
Over his cheek was slowly moving tear.
"She, ..." he wiped that tear, "she had some bussines in Poland.".
He knew that she was Jewish and as he was in NSDAP,
he knew what they are doing with Jews.
"You certainly have some homeworks, go!"
Hans quickly moved off and his father begun to cry...
Three months after first transport.
e350tb
Stupendously Illogical Englishman
Wow, nice story honzas.
honzas_cz
Join NEScz now!
Thanks, tb. 
I'm very interested in this NES, I believe that more players will come in and will get as involved as I do!
Anyway good luck tb!
I'm very interested in this NES, I believe that more players will come in and will get as involved as I do!
Anyway good luck tb!
carmen510
Deity
Let me try something a little different. 
NAME: Jacques Dubose
ARMY: Free French Resistance
AGE: 23
NATIONALITY: French
HISTORY: Born in Paris on August 15, 1921. His father died when he was 4, as a result of an automobile accident. His mother committed suicide due to unknown reasons when he was 12, leaving him with no relatives. He was then brought up by his grandfather. After attending school and finishing high school, he joined the French Army reserves in 1939, as Nazi Germany invaded Poland. In 1940, he was called into action to help defend the Maginot Line, but retreated as the German forces closed in. He trekked through hostile territory, due to the Germans advancing so fast. He made his way back to Paris, only to find it was under Nazi control. While he stayed in Paris, he found his grandfather lying dead near the Arc de Trioumphe, the result of an artillery shell. While he tried to catch the next train into Marseilles by running to the train station, he got shot by a sniper in the shoulder. He was quickly taken by a Free French Resistance fighter to an underground base where he was treated. In 1942, he became a saboteur, destroying German weapon caches and cutting telephone lines. In 1943, he became a liaison with the Free French and British SAS, giving vital intelligence on Paris's defenses in case of D-Day. He was recently ambushed by a German patrol, but managed to outrun his pursuers. Now, he hides in a secret Free French bunker with several others as the leader of a small group, waiting for the Allies to liberate the city.
Story to come later.
NAME: Jacques Dubose
ARMY: Free French Resistance
AGE: 23
NATIONALITY: French
HISTORY: Born in Paris on August 15, 1921. His father died when he was 4, as a result of an automobile accident. His mother committed suicide due to unknown reasons when he was 12, leaving him with no relatives. He was then brought up by his grandfather. After attending school and finishing high school, he joined the French Army reserves in 1939, as Nazi Germany invaded Poland. In 1940, he was called into action to help defend the Maginot Line, but retreated as the German forces closed in. He trekked through hostile territory, due to the Germans advancing so fast. He made his way back to Paris, only to find it was under Nazi control. While he stayed in Paris, he found his grandfather lying dead near the Arc de Trioumphe, the result of an artillery shell. While he tried to catch the next train into Marseilles by running to the train station, he got shot by a sniper in the shoulder. He was quickly taken by a Free French Resistance fighter to an underground base where he was treated. In 1942, he became a saboteur, destroying German weapon caches and cutting telephone lines. In 1943, he became a liaison with the Free French and British SAS, giving vital intelligence on Paris's defenses in case of D-Day. He was recently ambushed by a German patrol, but managed to outrun his pursuers. Now, he hides in a secret Free French bunker with several others as the leader of a small group, waiting for the Allies to liberate the city.
Story to come later.
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
I want to be a German soldier.
e350tb
Stupendously Illogical Englishman
Welcome aboard Carmen.
I'll put up detailed stats on Friday.
I'll put up detailed stats on Friday.
carmen510
Deity
ARGH! So pissed right now. My computer restarted just as I was finishing my story. 
Touchy story.
\ARGH! So pissed right now. My computer restarted just as I was finishing my story.
Yea, right. Although you have the benefit of a doubt.
carmen510
Deity
Jacques felt cold and tired. He opened his eyes and looked up at the concrete ceiling, which had some pieces flaking off. He looked around the dusty room he was in. A concrete room, with lots of boxes that read 'Ammo' and 'Files'. He looked at the table in front of him, a bottle of Bordeaux Wine and a small platter with a small piece of bread and a few slices of cheese. He gulped down the rest of the bottle and bit into the bread. He realized how hungry he was now, and immediately wolfed down the rest.
After he had finished his meal, he looked at the other contents of the table. A few MP40s, a Sten, some Mauser pistols, and a Kar98k. In his pocket, he felt a knife. He looked at a small letter on the table and picked it up. It was probably the tenth or eleventh time he read it, but he decided to read it again.
'Dear Red Shoulder,
This is Agent Blue Trousers. I have the intel on the next target, a German ammo dump just two miles west of the bunker, codename Greyhound. We need to take out this ammo dump, to make sure nobody can use these weapons. About a week from now, our team will assemble on 'Javelin Hill', at 0100 hours, and proceed to the ammo dump. From there on, we will use the plan on the map enclosed. I have also enclosed several photos of the site we need to destroy. After we kill all the guards, we will plant the Composite B, which will be given by the supplier shortly. Finally, we will blow up the ammo dump, and run the hell out of there.'
Jacques set the letter down, and stared back at the ceiling.
'S**t.' he thought. 'That supplier was supposed to come two hours ago.'
He heard the sound of the metal door open. He picked up the Mauser and yelled, "Who's there?"
"Its me!" a gruff voice said.
Jacques put the pistol down. In came an old man with grey hair, a young adult with brown hair and blue eyes, and an attractive young lady with blonde hair and green eyes.
"Bonjour Dion." Jacques said to the old man. "And hello to you Alphonse and his fair lady, Marie."
"Shut up" said Marie.
"Alright, so, where the hell is the damn supplier? Do you know where he is?"
"Yes, in fact I do" said Marie. "The fool stepped on a mine. Luckily, we were in the area and managed to get the Comp B"
She held out a satchel filled to the brim with blocks of explosives.
"Good, now where's the other five?"
"They're coming soon" said Alphonse. "Their train got delayed, but they'll be here in an hour or so."
"I sure hope so" said Dion. "Now enough chit-chat, let's start to review the plan"
Dion took a pistol from out of his coat, Alphonse took out several grenades and plunked them on the table. Marie took some binoculars and a sniper's scope out of her handbag.
"Let's begin" said Jacques.
After he had finished his meal, he looked at the other contents of the table. A few MP40s, a Sten, some Mauser pistols, and a Kar98k. In his pocket, he felt a knife. He looked at a small letter on the table and picked it up. It was probably the tenth or eleventh time he read it, but he decided to read it again.
'Dear Red Shoulder,
This is Agent Blue Trousers. I have the intel on the next target, a German ammo dump just two miles west of the bunker, codename Greyhound. We need to take out this ammo dump, to make sure nobody can use these weapons. About a week from now, our team will assemble on 'Javelin Hill', at 0100 hours, and proceed to the ammo dump. From there on, we will use the plan on the map enclosed. I have also enclosed several photos of the site we need to destroy. After we kill all the guards, we will plant the Composite B, which will be given by the supplier shortly. Finally, we will blow up the ammo dump, and run the hell out of there.'
Jacques set the letter down, and stared back at the ceiling.
'S**t.' he thought. 'That supplier was supposed to come two hours ago.'
He heard the sound of the metal door open. He picked up the Mauser and yelled, "Who's there?"
"Its me!" a gruff voice said.
Jacques put the pistol down. In came an old man with grey hair, a young adult with brown hair and blue eyes, and an attractive young lady with blonde hair and green eyes.
"Bonjour Dion." Jacques said to the old man. "And hello to you Alphonse and his fair lady, Marie."
"Shut up" said Marie.
"Alright, so, where the hell is the damn supplier? Do you know where he is?"
"Yes, in fact I do" said Marie. "The fool stepped on a mine. Luckily, we were in the area and managed to get the Comp B"
She held out a satchel filled to the brim with blocks of explosives.
"Good, now where's the other five?"
"They're coming soon" said Alphonse. "Their train got delayed, but they'll be here in an hour or so."
"I sure hope so" said Dion. "Now enough chit-chat, let's start to review the plan"
Dion took a pistol from out of his coat, Alphonse took out several grenades and plunked them on the table. Marie took some binoculars and a sniper's scope out of her handbag.
"Let's begin" said Jacques.
e350tb
Stupendously Illogical Englishman
Nice one carmen.
carmen510
Deity
I have more, but I'll wait a bit before posting it.
