forum Role-play where we get drafted into the army, and bad things start to go down (CLOSED)

Started July 04, 2018 by @Oakiin

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Vin began to frown. "You know, this is really stupid. Who's idea was this, anyway? Who pointlessly throws human lives away like this? Shouldn't they be trying harder to keep us alive?"

"Why the hell would they care about us Raphael? If it ain't their sorry butts, they don't care."

Vin set his jaw angrily. "Now I remember why I gave up on humanity and became a hermit. And they call this patriotism."

Ellen snorted. "A dam sorry excuse for patriotism."

"Yeah, I don't know if you noticed, but they're starting to dehumanize us," Lennie said. "They don't give us time to argue, or even speak, and you can bet your butt they'll be carting us around in those cargo trucks. No luxury taxi for us, I'm afraid. We gotta watch out for each other from here on out, because they sure as heck won't. They probably don't care if one of us dies on the trip over. What if the trains get bombed? We'll be screwed, and they won't send in any fire teams for us."

"I don't see why we should have to accept this. Why not tell the others and stop this stupid plan before it's too late? We could go on strike or start a riot or something."

"I'm on a Highway to Hell!" Ellen muttered in a singsong tone before rising her voice. "I'm down for rioting."

"Because look who's rollin' the big guns in," Lennie muttered, glancing across behind them. Standing in a row, so still Ellen and Vin hadn't noticed them before, were about thirty guards, all holding semi-automatics. They stared blankly over the heads of the mandatory recuits, but were clearly watching their every move. "They'll be watching us," Lennie said. "And personally I'll wait for a better chance."

Ellen nodded. "Good eye Allman. What do you propose we do til a better moment then?"

(We gtg T.T We'll try to be back later, but We might not be there until tomorrow)

"Yeah, I'm waiting. I'm going to play their little game, and then get out as soon as I see a low-risk opportunity. I'll let you guys know." Lennie sighed. "Here come the trucks."

Vin glared at the guards. "Okay, fine. But it's not gonna be 'to each his own,' all right? If we see a chance to escape, we should help as many of the others out as we can."
(seeya)

(Okay, see ya!)
Ellen nodded, shouldering her bag. Of course Raphael wanted to go all 'It's-the-right-thing-to-do'. "Not my ideal escape plan, but whatever works."

(Aaannnnddd on again ~)

The trucks growled through the gates, pulling to a park. The back doors swung open, and the waiting squads were ushered inside. There were no windows or seatbelts, and hardly enough room for the six people they crammed into each one.
"Oof.." Lennie muttered. "Elbow room, jeez…"

Since they'd decided to wait it out, Vin returned to his usual good-natured self. He started casually chatting with the other soldiers to pass the time, knowing that if he was stressed, his reaction time and decision-making skills would soon deteriorate.

Great. We're traveling sardine style. Ellen got in and was squished in between Vin and someone else.

"At least we won't bounce around too much if we go over a bump," Vin said cheerfully. "Hopefully nobody here is as claustrophobic as I am."

"If I wasn't before, I probably am now." Ellen muttered.

For hours you drove, until finally the trucks stopped. The dull blast of a train whistle sounded outside. The doors swung open and the soldiers gladly piled out, shivering in the cold air. Lennie hopped out and stretched.
"There's our next ride, I bet," he said with a yawn, pointing to a comparatively comfortable looking passenger train. Though most of the windows were smashed out, indicating a cold ride, it at least had seats, and enough for everyone.
The guards escorted the on board, and the soldiers split up, each sticking close to their squad-mates.
Lennie flopped down in a seat. "Great, I'm freezing already. Try to stay below the windows, it'll help you stay out of the drafts.

Ellen nodded, plopping down next to him. She pulled a hair tie out of her bag and pulled her short curly hair back in a ponytail as best she could.

Vin didn't seem too affected by the cold, but he buttoned up his uniform anyway, trying to see outside. "I wonder where we are now."

"My guess is outside the Canadian border," Lennie said. "Other then that we could be anywhere from Maine to Michigan, judging by how far we drove."

"Huh." Ellen craned her neck trying to see outside. "Never been to either place before this."

"Where did you used to live?" Lennie asked. "I was in Arizona. Far cry from this place's cold."

"Oregon." Ellen said. "Before that it was Idaho and Colorado."

"I'm from Colorado too," Vin said with a smile. "Although I've done a lot of traveling in my life. Deserts and mountains are my favorite."