May 22, 2019
⚠️ *whispers softly* "Their haircut."
⚠️ - THE WORST DEED THE MUSE HAS COMMITTED
OH THAT”S IT!
FIGHT ME, SKINNY MCSLEEPS-SO-WEIRD!
THE ANSWER TO THIS QUESTION IS GONNA BE “PUTTING BERTHOLD IN THE GROUND!”
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⚠️ *whispers softly* "Their haircut."
⚠️ - THE WORST DEED THE MUSE HAS COMMITTED
OH THAT”S IT!
FIGHT ME, SKINNY MCSLEEPS-SO-WEIRD!
THE ANSWER TO THIS QUESTION IS GONNA BE “PUTTING BERTHOLD IN THE GROUND!”
Continued from here: @timid-warrior
He gave her a long look, a very long one. “How often were you punished by the instructor again, Sasha?” Ah, awkward he was anything but a good person, yet he returned her warm smile with a content one.
Her jaw dropped for a few long seconds, “I-I... That... Well, okay yes a few times.” She hung her head in embarrassment once again.
» ❝ Teach me how to FIGHT I'll SHOW you how to win. ❞ «
× ——- @mikasita-ackerman ——- ×
——-——- I finally see what // You knew was inside me \\ All along.... ——-——-
× ——- @timid-warrior ——- ×
❝ ―That behind this SOFT exterior Lies a WARRIOR. ❞
Why didn’t you save me?//closed rp w//@timid-warrior
It had been several months since the battle at Trost. Several months since the death of one who did almost nothing wrong. The lack of his presence was felt by all who knew him, but maybe not as strongly as by those who murdered him, they felt it worst of all, knowing it was their fault that he was gone.
Then, on a dark night after the revelation of who Reiner and Bertholdt really where, a familiar figure touched the ground near where the Colossal Titan had laid his head to rest. The figure walked over, and shook him gently.
“Bertholdt, wake up. Wake up now.”
@timid-warrior
@timid-warrior // source
“He-ey Bertholdt, been looking fo’ ya. Can’ah ask you a question?”
Colt smoothed over his plain shirt that he donned along with the simple pair of trousers. He was only weaning the clothing for the sake of blending in with the people of Paradis. This would be his first mission without the complete control of Marley, and yet he couldn’t focus.
Why was it that he could focus with a middle aged man breathing down his neck but not with a pleasant silence? Wasn’t this what he wanted? A small freedom away?
Biting his lip, he started forward and spotted a village in the distance. The bladed ring slid off his finger and into his front pocket.
That’s right. His name was now Talon, Talon Weber. He was not Colt Grice of the hidden continent; he was just a young man hailing from a village that he fails to remember. He was not a titan shifter to be compared to the likes of Paradis’ Eren Jaeger and Armin Arlert. He was just a harmless innocent without a home.
He stumbled forward as he inched toward the village. He made sure to have a limp and to look as miserable and poor as possible. He had stayed away from food for days and his cheeks had a sunken look to them. He flickered his paled eyes around seeming to be a bundle of fear and made his way in.
@timid-warrior
ALL THIS BERT AND SASHA FLIRTING NONSENSE.
IT’S SO GROSS THEY SHOULD GET A ROOM OR SOMETHING.
LOVE IS SO ICKY AND GROSS! WHO NEEDS IT ANYWAY?
...
I’M NOT JEALOUS OR ANYTHING!
SO SASHA SINCE I’M NUMBER ONE ON YOUR LOVE CHART WHEREAS BERT IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN,
DOES THIS MAKE US AN ITEM AND SEND BERT TO THE CURB WHERE HE BELONGS?
*wink, wink*