Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24416658-20140712123625/@comment-26388029-20140712190014

War indeed never changes.

Grayson woke up to the sound of boots marching on the ground outside his tent. Rubbing his head, he stood up, picked up his equipment, and dressed in his usual soldier outfit.

Hoover Dam, as his grandfather used to say, was built an incredibly long time ago, under a man named Roosevelt. It was supposed to bring hope to the millions of poor that were present in its time by providing work. And it did. Under his guidance, America slowly got better from production and labor.

However, it was the second World War that fully brought America back from the Depression. Ironically, the U.S. only got better because of the suffering and pain of others, and was the country who came out on top at the end of the war, the USSR right behind it. Then it was a Cold War, fighting for control of the most devastating weapons ever known to mankind: the atomic bomb.

And it was that very weapon that brought the world to the state that it was today.

If only everyone could trust each other... But like every other dream, it was unrealistic.

Grayson was snapped back to reality as he remembered something else important.

"Wasn't there a Courier who helped us before?..." He quickly dismissed the idea. It was unlikely that the person would come back today, of all times. After all, where was he when the Legion attacked all those days ago?

He shook the thought out of his head and continued to prepare for his next assignment.