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[Gwolfski]

Grab the submachine gun and run for it.  Go through back alleys, anything. If there are manhole covers, head into the sewers.

No, we probably will get a reward from the gestapo. But grab and hide the machinegun at the side of the road

[NRDL]

I really don't think they're going to reward a clearly non-human THING that's proven itself to be violent.

[Dustan Hache]

I really don't think they're going to reward a clearly non-human THING that's proven itself to be violent.

Not to mention guns are probably outlawed for any non-police/military personnel.
grab the SMG and hide.

[Funk]

I really don't think they're going to reward a clearly non-human THING that's proven itself to be violent.

Your mostly human looking but you don't normal, too tall, too pale and you have purples eyes that glow slightly.

I really don't think they're going to reward a clearly non-human THING that's proven itself to be violent.

Not to mention guns are probably outlawed for any non-police/military personnel.
grab the SMG and hide.

The Gestapo are close behind and likely still chasing you.
So you grab the submachine gun from the gutter, dash across the street, slide over a parked car and dart in to a side street.
Up over a fence and then down a manhole cover.
The sewers stink but after a minutes your sure that you have lost the Gestapo far behind.

You check over the submachine for a minute, it's a Maschinenpistole 40 model, 32-rounds of 9x19mm in the magazine you recall.
For a moment you wonder how you just know this, but you have more pressing matters at hand.
You decide to:

Spoiler: Your status (click to show/hide)

Clothed rags and homeless

Name:Shelly

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Items
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Rags
Pocket knife
Gold signet ring.
Empty .357 magnum Revolver
Submachine gun (MP 40)
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Appearance/ Stats
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Height: 6'6/ 200cm

A woman, tall almost freakishly so and fairly muscular, with deathly pale skin covered in fine straight scars.
You have purple eyes with a faint glow to them.
Your hair is black and greasy knotted mess that runs down to your knees.
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[NRDL]

Travel in a linear direction as far as possible, estimate a couple of miles, and then climb out stealthily.

[Funk]

Travel in a linear direction as far as possible, estimate a couple of miles, and then climb out stealthily.

Part of you is still not sure that your safe, so you walks for a good mile or more down the sewer.

The smell of turds, blood and general rot offends your nose as some thing splashes down from a near by pipe.
After a good hour of walking you come to the end of sewer and the setting afternoon sun.

Outside the sewer you deside to:

Get a job?
Try and join the resistance?
Try and join the germans?
Head back to the burnt chatu and look for clues?
Something else?

Spoiler: Your status (click to show/hide)

Clothed dirt smelly rags and homeless.

Name:Shelly

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Items
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Rags
Pocket knife
Gold signet ring.
Empty .357 magnum Revolver
Submachine gun (MP 40)
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Appearance/ Stats
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Height: 6'6/ 200cm

A woman, tall almost freakishly so and fairly muscular, with deathly pale skin covered in fine straight scars.
You have purple eyes with a faint glow to them.
Your hair is black and greasy knotted mess that runs down to your knees.
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[NRDL]

Look for clues, let's find our father.

[Sosoku234]

Look for clues, let's find our father.

+1.        And afterwards, let's join the Germans. At some point we're bound to learn something about our Father.

[Funk]

Look for clues, let's find our father.

+1. And afterwards, let's join the Germans. At some point we're bound to learn something about our Father.

I'm sorry this is taking so long to update but i've been haveing family medical matters so my minds been else where.

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Alone and without a purpose you wander back, back to the chard ruin of where you where "born".
Your not sure what your looking for, a past? a family or just a goal?

The back of chatu is blacked and burn but a few walls are still standing.
While picking thru the rubble and chard remains you find a door way built in to the back of a grandfather clock.

There's a sense of familiarity as you head down the hidden tunnel and in to a large room.
A trio of large glass tanks fill half the room and the rest of it is taken up with some kind of operating theatre.

You fish round the room for useful items and find a large book, it all in Latin full of pictures
showing of some kind medical surgery or assembly, not all the parts even look human...

You close the book and look around, but there nothing of interest, just some medical supply's and a shelf of surgical tools.

Still not sure if you've found what your looking for, you head back in to town and in to the recruiting office.

You request a posting to:
The Franc-Garde of Milice française?
or
The Legion of French Volunteers Against Bolshevism?

Spoiler: Your status (click to show/hide)

Clothed dirt smelly rags and homeless.

Name:Shelly

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Items
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Rags
Pocket knife
Gold signet ring.
Empty .357 magnum Revolver
Submachine gun (MP 40)
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Appearance/ Stats
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Height: 6'6/ 200cm

A woman, tall almost freakishly so and fairly muscular, with deathly pale skin covered in fine straight scars.
You have purple eyes with a faint glow to them.
Your hair is black and greasy knotted mess that runs down to your knees.
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[NRDL]

Hope the thing with your family's not too serious. Also, let's fight proto-communists.

[Funk]

Hope the thing with your family's not too serious.

Well the bad thing is the chemotherapy pretty much emptied his immune system, but he's felling better, got some sleep at last.
I'd go and visit but my nose is a little snuffly.

[S34N1C]

Good call. Chemo make the immune system go to shit.

+1 to killing those dirty commies

[Sosoku234]

My sympathies to you, and I hope your family member makes a good recovery.

+1 to killing those dirty commies

+1

[Funk]

+1 to killing those dirty commies

After hidding the submachine gun and your pistol, you head back in town.
Part of you expecting there to have been some changes, but not thing are just as they where before.

You soon find your way in to the army recruiting office and declare that you have "Come to kill those dirty commies."

Given that the room brakes in to laugher, the  gathered officials do not take you seriously.
you repeat your clams and all but laughed out of the room before a voice calls out from the back office.

"Hier Dame, in here if will, i have an offer for you. "
You soon find your self in the office of Ilsa Müller and quickly signed in to the ranks of the
1st Valkyrie battalion.

Three days later and your at the battalion barracks in Berlin, getting dressed in to uniform for the first time.

Well you certainly do look stylish in your black leather body suit with the matching black boots and gloves.
It's really all that comfortable and you creak as you move, but officers tell you that "It's good for mobility and moral."

You buckle up your belt, running a gloved finger over the letters "Gott mit uns"
before you collect your weapon:

Weapon
1) Rifle
2) SMG
3) Machine gun
4) Flame thrower
5) Anti tank rife
6) Body armour

(Next update is Operation Barbarossa unless you have any plans)

Spoiler: Your status (click to show/hide)

Clothed dirt smelly rags and homeless.

Name:Shelly
Rank: Mann Schütze (Trooper Rifleman)

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Items
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Valkyrie uniform.
Pocket knife.
Gold signet ring.
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Appearance/ Stats
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Height: 6'6/ 200cm

A woman, tall almost freakishly so and fairly muscular, with deathly pale skin covered in fine straight scars.
You have purple eyes with a faint glow to them.
Your hair is black and in long plat that runs down to your knees.
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[S34N1C]

Are we voting on weapons? If so, I say either the rifle or the machine gun.