Eastern France, late 1944. The moment of the war has shifted heavily in the Allies' favor. Having firmly kicked total German control from Paris back in August, there was a near total collapse of control over the occupied country. Nearly overnight, the frontlines have expanded tenfold. Scattered points of resistance continues, but not as bad as border towns near German territory. One such border town in the Alsace region is where our story begins, following the tale of young Jason Briggs of the 117th Armored Cavalry Squadron, stuck upon a steel bridge.

"Jesus Christ, they just keep coming!" A soldier hollered, unleashing a hail of automatic gunfire from his BAR.

"Where the hell are they coming from?!" Another yelled out.

"You're asking the wrong person there!" Private Briggs yelled back, aiming and firing his M1 Garand.

"This is the border towards Germany! They know that if we cross, we'll be in Germany proper." The CO, Lieutenant Davis answered back. "They'll be damned sure to not let that happened!"

Suddenly, a low rumble fills the air as the sight of a great metal tank to appear from behind a small hill. It turned its turret at one of the supporting M4 and fired, causing a clean hit through and knocking it out in a fiery collage of colors.

"Oh shit! Tank!" One yells out.

"Damn it! If we don't get off this bridge, we'll be dead men... But if we simply retreat from where we came, we'll be cut down." Davis slowly peers over the side of the bridge. "Okay men! We're going to hop over the sides and into the river down below!"

"Are you insane?!" Another asks.

"Do you want to stay here to die? Lets go!"

Jason looked around to see those starting to hop over the side and followed suit. He look a glance at the river below before hopping over the side and plunging into the waters below.

[..........]

A loud gasp of air was released as Jason broke through the water's surface. He took a moment, panting to himself as he scanned around. The first thing he notices just how quiet everything was. Secondly, it was night out with the stars above shining brightly. "W-What the? Where's the bridge?" He looked behind him, finding that he was in the middle of a small river with forest expanding for miles.

Swimming towards the shore, he once again scan around, finding no signs of anyone from his unit or even signs of civilization. Suddenly, he felt something brushed against his leg. He looked down, almost letting out a sigh of pure relief at the sight of his M1 rifle. It was then he decided to make a quick check within his pack and he made the discovery that he had more ammo than he thought. Odd, he thought he expended more or had he picked some up without really realizing it? Shaking those technicalities out of his for a moment, he mustered enough strength before starting to march. If anything, maybe he must have knocked his head and had simply floated away?

He spotted a small hill just a little away from the river. He got up towards it, thinking that he'll be able to get the lay of the land and plan out where to go from there. With luck, he just floated down the river and can probably rejoin with his unit at some point. Once he reached to the top of it, all he could are trees for as far as the eye could see. However, the part that caused him to drop his jaw and stare up would be the sight of two moons in the night sky.

"I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore..."

( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( )

Hello to you who has read through the entirety of that prompt intro, you probably think of me as a madman. So, I have come today with a specific idea in a genre that has been done to death - an isekai roleplay. Of course, with the nuance of having the character that got isekai'd to be a WW2 American soldier. However, I like for this isekai roleplay to be much different than the usual. As in, my character will not be an OP, nor develop into being an OP character - an unfortunate accident more than anything rather than some deliberate summoning. If anything, I want this to be a realistic sort of development, a surreal experience for a scenario that has no rule books to follow. So, nothing like "OH WOW, JUST LIKE MY VIDEO GAME" sort of logic, just going where the river flows. There is no great calamity that forces someone to summon a great hero from a faraway land.

So, I would like for us to certainly work on a larger world that my new character found himself to be an inhabitant to. There is quite a number of ideas that we work around and how my character will react for such a thing. For example, say that we're in a sort of warring region that has no central authority. Perhaps through circumstances, my character will become the warlord or the one that unifies of said region. Whatever the choices we made, everything is simply open for us to play around with! Want to include fantasy races/anthros/monster girls set within a steampunk setting? Go for it! Perhaps you want to play as a character that also got isekai'd to the world but was rebirth to be a native, only having glimpses of their pasts in dreams and the likes. The sky is virtually the limit here.

Now, I want to stress this part here and now - I want this to be a longterm roleplay. As such, smut will be more lengthened and spread out as I would like to focus more upon the story. If I have to give an arbitrary number, I would say a more 80/20 ratio for focusing on story first. When we do reach upon those smut scenes, please be aware that I am more align to vanilla type kinks, such as romance and wholesome stuff. I don't believe I need to say what would be my limits here.

Now, I do believe that is everything that I want to discuss for right now. We can work on a lot of the points within PM so I'll leave the message here. Thanks again for reading this wall of text and I hope to see you soon!