No Digestion
Nick Name: Rose, or Rose-Marie, Given as a refrence to Whiskey, As in Whiskey Rose.
Model: M4A1 Sherman
Armament: 76.2mm Cannon
Country of Origin: United States Of America
Date of Construction: July, 6th 1942
Date of Decommision: August, 12th 1946
Reason for Decommision: Self-Rightous behavior, Insubordination
Fuel Type: Diesel Fuel
Date of Recommision: July, 4th 1967, Displayed at a Museum in Washington D.C. and used in Parades to welcome the men of Vietnam back home after their term, and she Welcomed troops back home from nearly every war since then.
Combat Style: Team Oriented, Flanking, Rear Assaults.
Crew on average: Commander, 2 Repairmen
Height: 23 feet high
Weight: 33 Tons
Can Camoflauge into a Standard M4A1 Sherman, If that is considered good Camoflauge.
Back Story: Assembled in San Fransico, California at the Ford Motor Company Plant, Rose wasn't the first Tank Girl deployed on the battlefield, but she was probably one of the most Childish. At first she was deployed to Northern Africa to push Rommel's troops back under the command of General Eisenhower.
However, after a skirmish erupted in a small town along the coast of the Black Sea, Rose showed her combat Effectiveness, but also showed her Darkside. Teasing German POWs, killing a few dozen, and using one of their Female Commanders as a sex toy before consuming her, Or at least that's what the stories say, truth is, She knew what her command was going to do with the POWs, line them up and shoot them. The Commander was likely going to be a sex doll for one of the Majors. Rose did eat this commander, but she didn't turn her to fuel, she ate the majority of the POWs, but not one was turned to fuel. Instead, she went AWOL for sometime and ejected these Soldiers, Some say that's why Rose was transferred, some say the General actually believed she killed the Nazi Prisoners, Either Way. The U.S. Army decided to transfer her from combat, before the Nazis pushed Eisenhower back to the Atlantic Ocean, Rose was sent to fight on the Eastern Front alongside the Russians in Stalingrad. She met up with another Tank Girl, much like herself, but she was a T-34 Soviet Rocket Tank, with mounted Rocket Artillery on her back.
Rose was nearly frozen solid in Russia, had it not been for the warm hearts of the Soviet People who aided her in combat. Being one of the few American forced to actually assist in the Soviet Assault, Rose never saw the horror on June 6th, 1944, However on September 19th, 1943, Her T-34 friend had suffered an attack from a German Flak cannon, She would have survived the wounds if A Tiger Tank hadn't come along to make her suffer.
Some say the T-34 crawled out of the hole that was left after the crushing defeat, Some say she had died. Rose Fought for months on end, never resting, not even when she marched onto Hitler's Doorstep with the help of the Russian Armor Battalion.
OOC Notes:
Player is very whisper friendly.
In addition to the whisper friendly thing, know that I do Not approach people at all. It's a childish fear and all, but god I am sorry. I don't approach people because I always have the feeling of A. They won't read my profile. or B. They will hate on me for the reasons in these profiles.
Player Just loves Relationship RPs, Big plus for Slice of Life.
Player has Trichophilia, love for hair, colors, styles, that kind of stuff... So if you find it weird when during the RP their character starts fiddling with your character's hair, please say something... Don't just freak out...
Player loves Breast Milk play >//> Lactation, Nursing, Breast Vore...
Player Hates Death, Special dislike for Digestion.
As certain preference issues arise with this, if I'm in a public room and you're in a scene in public, if the scene tends to even begin to lean into what I dislike, I will place you on ignore, not as an offensive thing, just to filter posts to something less degrading. So if you whisper me and don't get a reply, it's either that I'm away, or that's the reason.
Please Do Not:
Speak of Death that is not due to natural causes.
Speak of digestion.
Speak of killing.
Speak of Hard Vore.
Speak of Absorption.
Jaydalts
