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Topic Started: Jul 21 2009, 01:59 PM (404 Views)
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Wayne woke from his sleep and sat up while wishing he got some more sleep. He didn't sleep that good that night because it his first time sleep away from home. He slide off the bed letting his feet hitting the cold ground and the coldness of the floor woke him up some more. He looked around at every one else and most of them were still sleeping and started to wonder what time it was. He looked up at the clock and it said it was 6:43 and whipped his eyes. He slowly stand up and putts his cloths on and walked toward the door.
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As Wayne stepped outside he almost came in contact with someone's fist. It stopped right before it was going to hit him.

"Woah. That was close." The owner of the fist said almost apologetic. He moved to the side and started bashing on the door frame and started yelling out, "Alright time to get up newbs! First and last night of extra rest for the Rookies." His voice was loud and started waking up the other fresh recruits.

He wore a perfect Caligan uniform with the blue and teal clothing, the Caligan crest shining proudly on his belt. He had short black hair and only looked slightly older then the other recruits. However his hands were clearly covered in scars and there were more across his face though not as much. His eyes were a distinct blue and he wore bright green stud earrings, a sharp contrast to his otherwise tough and well built appearance.
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Wayne looked at the man and noticing the scars on his hand. He asked "Hey what happen to you hand and where am suppose to go right now?" He stood their looking at the the man and loved the way he look. He wish he could get the same cloths as this man was wearing.
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OOC: I think you just made your character gay...lol though I know he isnt xP
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"You are supposed stay EXACTLY right there!" The man answered pointing at him, "RIGHT THERE too. Everyone has to get past you but you are not allowed to move. If they cant get past they will be late and receive platoon punishment, you included. If you move then only you receive punishment equal to that of the whole platoon." He answered harshly, ignoring the question about his scars.

The stumbling recruits overheard and looked at each other unsure but one shrugged his shoulders and barreled forth to avoid punishment and the rest followed.
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OOC:What are you talking about gay.

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Wayne turn back around and walked about into the building. He walked to his bed and fix it up a little bit to make sure it look good. He sat down on his bed waiting for what ever was going to happen nexts.
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OOC:He stood their looking at the the man and loved the way he look xP
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The other recruits lined up outside and the man shook his head. He seemed to be calm as he walked right inside. Then with an aggravated yet low voice he stated, "182 people died because they did not listen. I tell them to lay down their weapons and they do not. Or I tell them to move and they do not. Sure few of those were enemies but some were recruits who could not survive my training regiment when Im angry. Accidents happen boy." He held out his hand and a fireball flashed forward, striking the bed and igniting it on flames. "Put it out boy. Then get in line and expect your punishment at dusk. You dont want to have arson on your military record now do you?"
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OOC: the cloths

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Wayne smile he grabbed the blank from the bed next to him and threw on the fire to stop the oxygen. He said "Yeah thanks for setting my bed on fire not sure what that going to teach me but what ever." But he does have point. I should listen to him but I am not going to make easy on him still. He just set my bed on fire what the hell is up his butt. What ever I will just get into the line now. The fire was out and he was toward the door looking at the man still with a smile on his face. He went into the line looking at the other people in the line and figure that he was stronger then most of them.
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The man followed Wayne outside the dorm and stood in front of the line of recruits with a military stance. He quickly eyed the whole row and then called out, "Good Morning. I am Third Battalion Commander Basura. Also known by my peers and and lessers as Basura The Dick. The Dick because im the biggest JACKASS of all the Caligan recruit trainers. The other trainers think 'im too rough' and I 'have too high casualty rates'" Basura used a mocking high pitched voice for the 'im too rough' and 'have too high casualty rates'. When he was done he spat on the ground.

"Now its time for roll call. Wayne Adrian!" He called out by numerical order by last name.
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Wayne smile while saying "Yes sir." Great I get stuck with the biggest jack ass in the camp and this is going to be fun because I am going to try to make him cry. He has know idea what he has in head for him. He looked up at the sun and feeling the warmth of the sun.
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Basura listed off all the other recruit names. A few that stood out was a really calm paled eyed kid named "Cedric Broughts", a nervous wreck of a kid with glasses name "Morticar Kiklicton", and a dirty shifty eyed kid named "Torbid Ringer".

When he was done Basura cracked his neck. "Now future-body-bags we get to do some work. And by work I mean get on your hands and feet and do some freaking push ups. Your done when I say your done."
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