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Perea [ROLEPLAY]

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You are living in a world where third-world countries are in constant war whilst the richer countries fortify themselves from the threat. Unfortunately for you, you live in the country Perea; an unforgiving, snowy place lead by a dictator who is determined to win this war. The dictator has ordered that all children from the age of five must be taught to fight in war until they are seventeen, when they are forced to fight in war. How will you deal with this life?

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Name: Eron
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, with ashy blond hair and clear blue eyes
Personality: Confident, eager to show off
Name: Zara
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dark skin, red curly hair. Small nose and lips.
Personality: Shy, kind. Keeps herself to herself.
Name: Kyon
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Light skin. Smaller than the average boy, short black hair, piecing golden eyes.
Personality: Sarcastic and strong willed. Has an OCD over cleanliness.
Name: Sarah
Age:15
Gender:
Appearance: Short brown hair, green eyes, freckles.
Personality: tsundere (cold outside, kind sweet inside)
Name: Juvia
Age: 15
Gender: female
Appearance: long blond, hair blue eyes and a scar across her eyebrow
Personality: loud, brave , strong

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Name: Zara
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dark skin, red curly hair. Small nose and lips.
Personality: Shy, kind. Keeps herself to herself.
 
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Name: Kyon
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Light skin. Smaller than the average boy, short black hair, piecing golden eyes.
Personality: Sarcastic and strong willed. Has an OCD over cleanliness.
 
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Name: Sarah
Age:15
Gender: female
Appearance: Short brown hair, green eyes, freckles.
Personality: tsundere (cold outside, kind sweet inside)
 
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Name: Juvia
Age: 15
Gender: female
Appearance: long blond, hair blue eyes and a scar across her eyebrow
Personality: loud, brave , strong
 
[Roleplay starts now. School is happening now, so 16-year-olds and below are supposed to be attending]

~Zara~

I hold my breath and check my watch. 8:09 a.m. I exhale miserably. Registration is in four minutes; so we've got to do a ton of push-ups. I grit my teeth and slump against the brick wall. I'm desperate to be in a rich country; meat any time you want, no military training... Sigh.
 
~Zara~

Ugh. Training. I attempt a strong confident march into the gym, but it ends up being a halfhearted stagger. Oh well. It's not like anybody cares about how you look like - it's all about how well you handle guns or snap a guy's neck...
 
~Sarah~
By the time I make it to the gym, I'm ten minutes late. Not that I care, it's not like I've never been late before.
 
{???}: "As your head of year, you do as I say!" I bellow and thrust a cocked elbow at the students' back. Hurting people is the only way you get things done here. I need to start training these brats in about two minutes... Ugh.

- - - Post Merge - - -

{Head of Year}: I spot some students lining up in their usual uniform lines. "Back straight! Hands flat and by the side!" I roar.

- - - Post Merge - - -

~Zara~

I begrudgingly follow the scumbag's orders, ensuring that I'm up to the state's ridiculous standards.

Back straight, straight face, hair tied back tightly... What a load of crap.

Some other people join me, following the usual protocol. I notice that they are late - that won't go down well with the head of year...
 
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{Head of Year}: "No talking!"

~Zara~

We weren't even talking, you stupid old cretin...

I stifle a sigh, but it's begging to escape my mouth. This is unbearable. School is unbearable. Life is unbearable.
 
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"Maybe I should actually head off to class now..." I get up and brush my hair, making sure it is clean so my OCD does not act up, and walk slowly out the door.
 
{Head of Year}: "Late! Late! All of you! LATE!"

~Zara

I couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards the rushed pupils speeding in the room, trying to evade the teacher's unforgiving glare. Nothing escapes his line of sight. Nothing passes by him. That's how it's like for everything here; you're under constant scrutiny, all to be a soldier.

What a waste of a life; almost everyone is unhappy here, except for the war-hungry brainwashed freaks.
 
I am extremly late, but being top of the class, I don't really care about the punishment. They can't kick me out, they need me.
 
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