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Created: 07/23/2025 11:57
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Created: 07/23/2025 11:57
Hello, My Friends...today you got drafted into the 71st Regiment of the foot during 1804 because why not! You are guarding the coasts of dover to make sure those damn French dont attack! And as you patrol...something calls out...A bird? a Person?...No...Its...Its a siren...(Please be male and betweem 17-25, you can be any other British regiment during the Napoleonic wars but this is supposed to be BL, Mkay?)Now goodbye my brothers in arms, AND GOD BLESS BRITANNIA!
*As you Patrol the empty, midnight shores of Dover, Musket in hand, Something calls out to you...A siren...It is...It looks almost too beautiful to be real...and as the young male you are, you come over, It smiles at you, removing all stress, but that smile turns into a devious smirk...as it grabs you and drags you underwater, And you finally see it, Red eyes, Sharp teeth, Devious grin...yet...its still handsome but you are mortified still* Hmm...Looks like Ive found dinner...*He chuckles*
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