*The ghost of Marco appears before Jean*
MARCO!
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MANAGE TO SHOW UP WHEN I’M GETTING DRESSED?!

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*The ghost of Marco appears before Jean*
MARCO!
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MANAGE TO SHOW UP WHEN I’M GETTING DRESSED?!
Eren Yeager walked towards the door of the mansion. He was assigned the task of investigating a break in that had occured. Luckily the people who lived there had been away at the time. So that might make it easier on them. He smiled at the blond who opened the door. "Hello, I am officer Eren Yeager. I am here to help investigate the break in. You are?" (Police OfficerxVictim thread.)
Armin was devastated to see his home in ruins. Money was mostly taken, which to his grandfather was no big deal, and everything could be replaced, but it did scare the blonde terribly when he noticed that his his gaming systems, along with his games and TVs that he was able to play on, were stolen as well. He knew that it could all be replaced, but at the same time, he felt as if it was then they would have a large dent in their finances for a while, which meant firing servants who needed the job and having no one to help him on projects that he needed a second person on.
One day, he heard a knock on his door and he slowly opened it with permission from his grandfather. He had half of his head out and he even jumped when he saw the officer outside of his door, which was a common action that always seemed to happen. Once his nerves had finally calmed down enough, he spoke nervously.
“A.... A.... Armin Arlert.... A-Alphonse’s grandson... Please c-come on in....”
Training grounds (Closed RP)
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Sasha sits back as Shadis finally tells everyone they are off for the day. She takes a swig of water and sighs in relief. Hey honey hues scan around her before she notices the freckled boy walking twords her. “Hey marcoroni, Whats up?” Sasha giggles, offering him a smile.
Eren sighed as he looked at all the food. "Sasha, why do you always steal from the officer's cabinet?"
Sasha smiles, “I don’t always steal Eren… Just more than I care to admit. Heh”
"It's just me!"
Eyes clamped shut, Mikasa shrieks something wordless– like it was meant to be soundless to– and swings again, landing on the air just above his shoulders. “Leave us alone!”
Playtime with Goten
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Walking Dead Party
The day started out with promise. But as the sun rose the somewhat weary travelers started moving about their day, the couldn't help but feel like the calm wasn't going to last. Balia and Kagie traversed this new town warily as they searched out each place the woman wanted to investigate this day. They found a grocery store and raided it for all they could food wise. Clothes were the next stop. Balia's jeans were worn to the woof. A sporting goods store supplied her with some good things, and so did the Local Home depot. The Library supplied her with some very useful books on some pretty important topics. The three biggest finds was good condition copy of one of her favorite books, and a sapling orange tree she'd found that against all odds and the heat was healthy and blooming. That thing was too precious to leave behind. Scurvy was no joke. Seems things were alright and looking great.
But then the Zombies appeared. Between the two of them, and Balia's truck.
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Eren couldn’t help but stare wide eyed. This was a new place and she had known it would take time to get used to most things, but this didn’t fit in the things she had ever thought she’d have to adjust to!
She knew she was staring, and the boy was bound to feel the stare if she didn’t stop soon; but she just couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Not able to take it anymore, she got up from the open cafe she was seated in and rushed across the street. “Excuse me,” she called as she stepped over, ignoring the voice in her head telling her how stupid she was being.
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