Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151012021506

The Human Liberation Front has done off with their lend lease land of the city of Alvaron, a once Demon Realm City that taken over by the Human Liberation Front in the year 2020. Then as the time passed, the city had no more use, and the HLF decided to let the medium sized town go.

The Demon Lord is more than eager to take it back.

However, as most of the residence moved out, only human population left was the HLF military school, who decided to break orders and not leave the town, for they feel the demons will ruin the town.

Determined, they were left behind, a human population 300 student soldiers/officers decided they'd rather die fighting for their homeland than to retreat like a coward.

But what they see is the least of their expectations.

What will happen?

Will they stay? Will they leave? Or will something else happen?

The future of Alvaron awaits.

-Roleplay Start-

"Arise!" Was the command that their captain gave. Captain Sobel, a young 17 year old, but one of the oldest among the bunch, stood in the middle of the two long rows of recruits. His uniform telling the difference as he was more dressed and official.

The underrankmen, dressed in officers uniform for privates or corporals while the more fancy ones were the marching band units.

50 Marching Band men or boys.

290 Privates/Corporals

10 Captains/Lieutenants

We were the last 300 men of the HLF army. Were only ROTC, so we have soldiers that are very young, the youngest being 15. But age doesn't matter, were going to hold this city to the last man.

"Men... We have been left behind, all you brave recruits will have to possible seek battle early. We may be boys in the eyes of our superiors and mates in the eyes of Demons, but the first battle we have will make us MEN! We will go out there and guard the flag poll in city square, the last flag that wasn't taken down. Stay in posistion, stick with each other and don't be afraid! We are the last of what human civilization lies in this city!"

"OORAH!" Shouted all the recruits.

"Were now gonna go out there, I know the oldest you guys are are only 16 and 17, hell maybe 18. But as I know, most of you are either 14 or 15, but remember what I said, this battle will make us men! The marching band battalion will go first, showing off our superior march! While we fall behind! March in step! Straight line! Surround the flag pole! Do you understand?!"

"Yes sir!!" All shouted.

"Now let's get out there and show those demons what business the HLF has! March! Fall in! Posistion march!"

Then the marching crew played their traditional marching theme. All were armed with only semi auto M1 Garands, WW2 rifles. They were only meant for traditional parades, but this may reverse that role.

Later...

They all got outside, out in the military academy courtyard in the ceremonial march posistion. They lined up in rows of three, the captains and lieutenants leading the march, the marching band in step behind and the recruits marching with their rifles down the streets in precise step with one another.

The marching band unit playing the ceremonial march parade song.

Meanwhile the mamono migrants are coming in, and Wilmarina, Merse, and Druella was leading them back into the city until they came upon the ROTC soldiers. 