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[personal profile] dacnomania
Player Name: Karma
Are you new?: Yes!
Character Name: Eren Jaeger
Character Fandom: Attack on Titan

[Action]
[This was just all sorts of wrong. To start off, it isn't his world. As far as he's concerned, it's just a well-decorated prison. Meanwhile, anything could be happening and he'd have no way of knowing or helping, and that's more than enough to put him on edge. He forces himself to not dwell on those thoughts, instead permitting them to help him devise a goal. He has to get out of here. Nothing else matters. It's a simple goal, but he has a feeling going about it will be a lot more complicated.

He glares ahead as if he can blame the air and crowd for everything. It's a wonder he still hasn't formed any wrinkles. His fingers twitch, itching to fire at the walls with the gear that isn't there. It's weird to not have the key to hold and remind himself of what he's doing, even for only a few seconds. He could really use it right now. If it weren't for the uniform, he'd probably wonder if it was a dream.

First, he needs the key. Going back is useless without it. In between searching for the key, he's been charging around trying to figure out who in the hell actually runs this place.]


[Audio]
[Hello, Luceti. Eren feels it's necessary for everyone to listen to his outburst.]

These damn things do NOTHING BUT GET IN THE WAY!
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[personal profile] unburdens
Player Name: juli
Are you new?: Yyyyyep!
Character Name: armin arlert
Character Fandom: shingeki no kyojin ( tentative canon point is c51 )

action;

( armin wonders what the catch is.

see: a place like this is almost incomprehensible in comparison to the world he comes from. but more importantly, it's a place where everything is free. he grew up with careful rationing, he knows how hard it is to sustain a population with the limited amount of farm space and resources that humanity had left. after the walls were breached, he saw human greed and practicality in action. his parents and grandfather were essentially culled to keep the rest of them alive. so a place like this, with no restrictions on food and goods? it's unthinkable.

this kind of prosperity is suspicious in itself. it's starting to feel like they're cows being fattened up for slaughter. and armin has really no doubts that they are.

he retrieves his clothing from the shops but doesn't don the uniform, thinking that it's probably best to keep a low profile for the moment. until he knows how to proceed. the lack of the familiar weight of his 3D gear on his hips is also strange, but necessary. for now, he wanders, and it seems like he's doing so aimlessly when he's carefully watching everything he can, filing away details for later use. )


network; audio

( despite being kidnapped, and despite the horrifying rumors he's heard around town so far, armin's voice is very calm and polite when he addresses the city. )

Hello. Since I'm new here, I was wondering if anyone would be willing to answer a few questions.

( the journal thing is interesting. it's a combination of a familiar object and technology that he's never dreamed of. he'll study it in-depth, later. )

Are there rules against leaving the village? And has anyone seen what's beyond this place?

( a slight pause, like he's deliberating the next part of this post -- )

Mikasa. Eren. If you're here, let me know.
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[personal profile] corps
Player Name: Allie
Are you new?: Yes, ahh!
Character Name: Erwin Smith
Character Fandom: Attack on Titan

[ action ]

[ Erwin has been searching the shops all afternoon. He's heard from others that occasionally personal belongings from home have been known to arrive in Luceti's stores, and while he has no material possession that is especially precious to him, he would very much like to have his maneuver gear returned to him, if possible. Even in a world without Titans (a reality he still has yet to fully wrap his mind around), to be without it makes him feel too vulnerable. As if--if there were a threat--he wouldn't be capable of protecting himself, or anyone else. The paranoia of living a soldier's life, he supposes.

And yet he wants, more than anything, to return to that life. The softness of this existence doesn't suit a man like him. Sorting through piles of clothes, sifting through shelves of gadgets he doesn't even know the names of, doesn't suit a man like him. His mouth is set in a grim line, his stance and movements--back straight, steps measured--strongly indicate 'military' even without his distinctive uniform jacket. Though he asks briefly for directions once or twice, he otherwise keeps to himself today unless spoken to directly. ]

[ voice ]

If anyone could take a moment to indulge my curiosity, it would be appreciated.

[ Polite, though not overly friendly. He has what he hopes to be a simple question. ]

Do these wings grow? Do you know of anyone who has successfully been able to use them for flight?

[ It's an interesting possibility, and Erwin is a man who utilizes what he is given to the fullest extent, if possible. It's a bit of a long shot, certainly, but he's banked on slimmer chances before. It's more of a curiosity than anything, anyway; he has little doubt that if he were to return to his home, there would be no wings on his back but the ones stitched into his jacket. ]
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[personal profile] orderlyheichou
Player Name: Nobu
Are you new?: Yes
Character Name: Levi
Character Fandom: Attack on Titan


A. [Action]

[Something about staying cooped up in a room just didn’t sit right with Levi, he had to be doing something. Anything productive would be nice. He had probably wiped down everything so many times that it wouldn’t be surprising if things actually sparkled.

Perhaps he should find himself some kind of work, but it was difficult. It wasn’t that any task would be too hard, it was too plain awkward to find anything else. Compared to what he had done for years to suddenly feel like life was just child’s play… it was annoying.

On a bright side, at least he got his clothing back to feel somewhat familiar, but the whole talking animals thing was something he would never get used to. He didn’t need a pestering cat watching him every time he would step outside.]


B. [Voice]

[In a monotone voice, yet if paid attention closely enough it would sound slightly strained. He really didn’t like feeling like a spoiled brat, especially coming from a place where rations were always a major concern.]

So all this free stuff that stays plentiful and electricity thrown in just for the hell of it... Although it’s great, it’s goddamn sickening as well. Kids are going to get lazy.

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