☃️💦╎Bobby Sean Fields {OC}

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Bobby, during his young years lived in a fairly wealthy alongside privileged household in Icentry. He didn't have much going on in life, but he found himself particularly drawn to firearms at 14. He wasn't exactly sure why, but they looked fun to work with.

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[YEAR: 1986]

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As a legal adult, his first act? Was to enroll into the army of course. It took some persuading, charm and a tint of manipulation to get his application accepted, though he quickly hardened up during the harsh reality of trainings and the rations given. Though, he was thrilled to have been able to experience the ability to use a firearm for the first time.

... And it won't be the last.

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[YEAR:1994]

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He had spent some time serving the military and made his way to rank General; something he was proud of, since he'd work hard for it. He commanded his own troops, in which they were... Slightly incompetent but he quickly toughened them up with his harsh discipline.

It was no shock when Icentry declared war on a country, why? Conflicts with trading, leading to violating a couple of agreements which sent the two countries at each other's necks. He and his squad along with a couple more officers with their own troops were soon deployed onto the now rival land to claim and take over.

Upon reaching near ground using a ship, they docked below as they made foot onto the bumpy ground. Bobby immediately commanded his recruits to straighten up and scrutinize every single movement seen. It was then when he trudge through the ruins of the forest and onto the large plain empty field, setting walls up were they surprised attacked.

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It lasted for an hour and a half, gunshots and explosions erupting everywhere. It didn't go well for Bobby, in the process, he had been hit in the leg and shoulder; as he exhausted most of his energy already, which meant forcing him to retreat and finding a medical tent nearby.

Bobby limped away from the chaos, eyes dilated slightly, hands gripping his AK-47 tightly. He couldn't tell where he was going exactly, wincing as the pain stung was when he noticed a distant figure. Upon instinct, he lifted his firearm up and pointed it threateningly at them.

"HALF! FIREARMS DOWN OR I'LL SEND A BULLET THROUGH YOUR SKULL!" Bobby shouted, his eyes locked on the figure in the grimy scenery.