Character Bios

William Scotts:

William Scotts is a male solider who enlisted for the Allied Forces with his old friend Thomas Washington. He knew he wanted to help our country by fighting off the Germans. Scotts is about 25 years of age and comes from England (?). He is in the front lines and supports suppressive fire when the enemy attacks the trenches. He serves as a rifleman when attacking the opposition. He is not married, but since the war started, has met a woman named Paulina Madison. She did not want him to go, put he felt it was the right thing to do. He first becomes scared when the attacks begin, but eventually adjusts to the situation. The first chemical bombing was very horrifying; it came swiftly and unrepentantly. Luckily, he was able to put on his gas mask in time. He is very dedicated to what he does and is very patriotic. His squad has taken over many German platoons and soldiers. A few times, Scotts ran out to “No Man’s Land” to put down the German enemy. Scotts is a British soldier who is on the Western Front. His conflict resides in himself. He sometimes questions his actions and whether joining the army was the right decision. He does not know if killing is the right thing. He will find out soon enough in the battles to come.

Thomas Washington:

My name is Thomas William Washington and I am a US soldier. I am 24 years old. I have a wife and three kids back home. Both of my parents had died when I was young and my grandparents had raised me ever since. I didn’t really have much friends growing up until I got in seventh grade. I met one of the greatest guys ever. He was and still my best friend. His name was William Scotts. One of my allies and best friends has joined me in World War I. Together we have killed other people to keep ourselves alive. We have been hiding in these fronts in order to stay alive and kill the enemy. We were born and raised in London, England. We have known each other since the seventh grade. We decided to go to college together but that never came in the picture. The irony of World War I had called us both. I hated everything about wars and killing people. William always thought it would be a real rush and that he always wanted to support his fine country. Then all of a sudden were here in these horrible fronts we call home.