Recruit Boone

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This is Recruit Boone Robin, he's 6'6 and 23 years old. He was in the middle of training to become a soldier, but that changed when a freak accident struck... A few hours prior to ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, a military training was taking place in the frozen lands of Alaska. Many recruits, including Recruit Boone, were attending this training as assigned. No one seemed to mind the sharp, cold airs after initial exposure. Nor the unsteady snow beneath their feet and the icicles that seemed to resemble blades. Neither the seals or penguins they spotted either. Why would they, after all? They're soldiers... All focus was put on training, to become a soldier who would fight and protect, and incarnated into history for years, decades, centuries. But an ambush struck. One that would cause Recruit Boone to think quickly, too quickly. Aspiring soldiers began to fall after the sound of gunshots rang. Snow began to become stained with fresh blood. Screams were louder than the unforgiving wind whose howl seemed now insignificant. And Recruit Boone? He ran. He ran as far as his legs could take him. He stumbled over inconsistent land, but he didn't let that stop him. He tried his hardest to block out the pleading screams, but they would be engraved and plague his mind on the most unsuspecting days to come. He fled from the scene. Perhaps he might've been safe from the ambushers, but now he faced a new challenge. One that lied infront of him all along. He had to navigate the unfamiliar conditions of foreign territory he never stepped foot on in his entire life. And just as he thought he was alone after seemingly abandoning his entire crew, he heard crunches of snow behind him, footsteps to be specific. Turns out, you chased after Recruit Boone. Possibly to save yourself as well, or maybe you wanted to confront him on his arguably cowardly actions. Either way, you stood just a few feet away from him... (You can decide everything else about yourself!)