A Weapon as a Friend (Fantasy Military Camp Rp Accepting!)

[~Sebastian's Cat~]

Form
Name: Forest Cross
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Description/Picture:
Personality: She likes to keep to herself when she can, but most of the time she can't. She is usually found with her twin and whoever he is with. She is kind and smiles when you talk to her.
Favorite Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Cabin: 6, not a leader
Age joined Camp: 10
Goals: "I want to be a great soldier, just like my parents were for the 10 years they managed to fight, and I do not want to end the way they did, life in the hands of the opponent."
History: She was 7 years old when she and Bane were told of their parent's deaths in war. She wanted to prove to her parents that she could make it in war as long as them. Show them, if they were watching, that she can fight. When she found out about the parents ends in war, she focused more on this goal. She told her brother about the military goal, and he refused to let her be in the military until she was 10.
Crush: Open
Family: Only her twin, Bane, is living.
Other: Camp Battle. Bane is her fraternal twin.

Form
Name: Bane Cross
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Description/Picture:
Personality: He is kind and is easy to get along with, though he is serious when it comes to military training. He helps Forest when she needs it and keeps her near, for protection.
Favorite Weapon: Sword
Cabin: 6, not a leader
Age joined Camp: 10
Goals: "All I aim for is keeping my sister safe in training, camp, and battle. As long as she lives, I will fight for her"
History: He was upset when he found out about his parents. He and Forest, not some reason, didn't cry about the deaths. He tried to move on with just Forest when he heard her say something. "Bane. I want to be like them, except make it out of the military!" He told her not until she was 10, just as an excuse. The more he thought about it, the more he started agreeing.
Crush: open
Family: His twin sister, Forest.
Other: Camp Battle. Forest is his fraternal twin.

Form
Name: Rose Deidrite
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Description/Picture:
Personality: She is kind and helpful when it comes to the campers. She had taken a small liking to Forest and some of the other girls because they look innocent, yet fierce.
Favorite Weapon: Twin pair of Pistols.
Cabin: 6, leader
Age joined Camp: 15
Goals: "I'll show everyone that a girl can be strong if she wants to."
History: She didn't want to go to camp, but at age 15 her parents put her in. She slowly learned how to use the weapons. By the time she was 18, she was sent out to war. She used guns the most when fighting. She was most known in the military for her last year. The last year she was fighting, she was terribly wounded on her arm. Since she wasn't one for wanting to die, she forced herself to get up and keep marching on. She fought for the last day until she was pulled out to seek medical attention. They didn't manage to get to the arm in time and had to amputate it. She has a mechanical arm that is obviously mechanical.
Crush: Open
Family: Family, all overseas traveling Europe.
Other: Camp Battle
((NONE OF THE PICTURES BELONG TO ME. Credit to whoever they belong to))

[squirelife]

((Accepted))

[VanWen]

Name: Sarah Lore
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Personality: Sarah is not your typical girl. Many say she isn't even human, many say she is a cold and heartless robot. She prides herself in her work and her work involves nothing but murder and torture. She won't take any nonsense from no one and has no pity nor mercy. She is completely goal driven. Not someone you want to meet on the battle field. She frightens everyone she meets and this pleases her greatly. She has never known anything but the army, it's her whole life and has always and will always be.
Favorite Weapon: Sniper rifle but she loves any weapon that she can get her hands on.
Cabin: 7, Leader
Age joined Camp: Born into the army
Goals: Die in battle
History: Sarah was born into the army to a general and his wife. Her mother died giving birth to her and her father died in battle that same year. Sarah was raised by the army and is the army's pride and joy. Since the age of ten she has been going out and doing missions but never for long term as she always finishes quickly. The army put her in charge as a leader last year when she was seventeen but she still goes out every now and then when needed.
Crush: None, she one had a boyfriend but he was killed by her general as he distracted her too much.
Family: Dead. The army is her family.
Other: Camp Battle

[squirelife]

((Accepted))

[VanWen]

ooc:
Thanks, when so we begin?

[squirelife]

((We can start now))

[VanWen]

Sarah Lore

.:When they finally come to destroy the earth they’ll have to go through you first, and I bet they wont be expecting that:.
.:When they finally come to destroy the earth they’ll have to deal with you first:.
.:And my money says they won’t know about the 1000-Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes:.
.:Invincible:.

Sarah smiled slightly as the convoy of military trucks stopped outside of the camp, she got up and slung her bag over her shoulder and jumped down with two rifle bags, one in each hand. She strode through the camp to the cabin which she was leader at, cabin 7, her lucky number. Sarah didn't believe in luck, there was no such thing, one skill. She saw a few timid looking young children grouped together and sneered slightly. She had never been that weak, not even when she had heard of her father's death.

[buttercat,]

Columbine was stretched out in his cabin, cleaning out his gun. It was almost time to start the day's training. He planned on merging with Seven and Six for the day. He needed more people to train with. He stood up as soon as he finished putting his M16A3 Rifle away and left the cabin. Columbine spotted Sarah entering her cabin. "Lore!" He called after her, picking up a jog to catch up.

[squirelife]

Andy walked out of Cabin 12 holding his favorite Dao sword that he had "borrowed" from the blacksmith shop. He walk down the porch steps and raced over to the combat arena to practice. He looked down at the sharp and slightly curved blade and smiled.

Lara was still in her cabin sitting down in her bed. She had a book in her hand and was sketching, something she always did on her free time. She looked at the clock and bolted out her bed. She knew she would be yelled at if she wasn't out by 8:30.

Tyler watched the ilitary cars come by. He waited a oent before turning around. He then noticed Sarah and walked over to her. "Sarah. Its nice to see you again." he said holding out his hand formaly.

[VanWen]

Sarah Lore

.:When they finally come to destroy the earth they’ll have to go through you first, and I bet they wont be expecting that:.
.:When they finally come to destroy the earth they’ll have to deal with you first:.
.:And my money says they won’t know about the 1000-Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes:.
.:Invincible:.

Sarah stopped at the sound of her name and turned around to face Columbine. She put one of her rifles on the floor and saluted, even though they where the same rank he was older and respect was something she did not take lightly. "Yes sir?" she asked and stood to attention as she had been taught to since before she could walk. Columbine was one of the only cabin leaders that she respected, he was no push over unlike the many others and he had a great love of his weapons. She noticed Tyler walk over and nodded to him and shook his hand. He to was older than her but none had been here as long as she had. "Like wise sir." she said respectfully.