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Earl Derrik Godfrey

"Get the hell out of the way or I'll raze you to the ground like everything else!"

0 · 993 views · located in Shinganshina District

a character in “Humanity's Pawns”, as played by aarondalea

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The world was built for the people I kill- and so, now, the world is mine.


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Normal || No One Loves Me, and Neither do I | Them Crooked Vultures ||
Angry || Warriors on the Beach | James Newton Howard ||
Emotional || Get Out Alive | Three Days Grace ||

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♔ Full Name ♔:
Earl Derrik Godfrey

♔ Nicknames ♔: *
Earl || Duke || the Lunatic
"I found my name on a book I found on the street once- about this...Earl. Sounded nice, so I took it. No idea what it means but it's mine now."

♔ Age ♔:
21 ||
"You say I look fucking young? Haha! That might just be true- but I'll out live everyone around me. Every. One."

♔ Gender ♔:
Male||
"Since your eyes don't seem to work... I'll just help you get rid of them, yeah? Yeah?"

♔ Military Branch ♔:
Military Police || Scouting Legion
"I wanted to go and enjoy the good life, secluded and guarded by the deaths of others within the ranks of the Military Police... but out of whim I chose the fucking Scouting Legion and I have no idea why I did. Alas! I am stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid-"
Amongst all else, Earl ranked first in his year, driven by sheer madness and overpowering strength.

♔ Romantic Interest ♔:
TBD

♔ Sexuality ♔:
Indeterminate
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha! Who the fuck do you think you're talking to!"

♔ Nationality ♔:
"I come from nowhere- I don't remember and I don't care about from where I originate. It is all useless and shackles to my ability of killing indiscriminately. I do not need a former identity."
Lived in Karanese District
"I now go wherever needs be. I don't give a flipping fuck about where I live."

♔ Face Claim ♔:
Accelerator|| A Certain Magical Index





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♔ Physical Description/Clothing Preference ♔: *
Earl has a rather thin and medium build, his height averaging around a 173cm and his weight a grand 53 kilograms. This further emphasizes his highly defined cheekbones, and, well, all of the bones he has, really. Earl is skinny to the point that his ribcages are also defined; he is the true definition of 'skin on bone'. A harsh contrast against his slight body, Earl has rather well developed arms and legs due to his training to fight titans- and anything else, really. These areas are the main two places on which Earl has muscle build- everywhere else is, really, just thing, haggard and angular.
His default dress up tends to include a large t-shirt and loose pants, as if using air volume and clothes to help 'accentuate' his body. Rarely ever does Earl ever wear anything that is skin tight, not just out of personal preference but also for convenience. Even during winter, Earl tends to just walk around with a thin sweater on and nothing underneath, though he rarely ever seems perturbed by the low temperatures that surrounds him. Though he doesn't know, this tends to just further emphasize the sheer thin and malnourished body Earl has.
As messy as his clothes, Earl's hair tends to be in a constant state of messiness. His skin is extremely pale as well though Earl has spent his fair share of time in the sun. Smooth and soft, many people say that Earl has extremely 'feminine' skin, though till this day he still does not understand what the mean at all.
"Not that I gave them much time to explain themselves."

♔ Birthmark/Piercing/Tattoo/Scar/Noticeable Features ♔: *
"I'm a damned albino- what else could you ask for!"
• As per to all Weapons, Earl's body is dotted with scars and wounds alike from past battles and accidents that always came along with training. Compared to others, Earl has a collection of scars far more vast, as his clumsiness and hectic fighting style tends to leave him with many abrasions and the like on his pale white skin.

♔ Type of Weapon ♔:
When in his Weapon form, Earl transforms into two weapons he calls Alligators. One is a singular blade around 170cm high, it's edges sharp and it's blade quick. The other is also as tall, though it is thinner and much more angular- and deadly, if the wielder is skilled enough. If used properly, Earl's Alligators can slash through a normal human with no problem, much less so the back of the neck of a giant. These two weapons tend to be used in unison, though Earl can choose to just transform into one or the other. The two blades almost seem to mirror Earl's crazy personality, as they defy the boundaries of what is commonly seen and are extremely deadly- especially to his opponents.


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♔ Personality ♔:
{Mad | Psychotic | Antisocial | Calculative | Clumsy | Apathetic | Intelligent | Fake}
Earl Derrik Godfrey's personality can be summarized in very few words; that is, he has a few bolts loose in his brain. He is a lunatic through and through, and he gave no reason for people to think otherwise the moment he graduated from his 'classes'. Before that, and still while in front of superiors, Earl keeps his mind and mouth in check, acting as if he were a normal and slightly antisocial person. His competition with Scar Bellerose sometimes brought his inner-demons out...but Earl would always manage to hide them away before they really surfaced. He knows that some people seemed to hint at the fact that they knew about the tenuous state his mind is in, but Earl doesn't mind that anymore at all. He has achieved his goals and graduated as 'first' along with Scar Bellerose. When he did, Earl had been absolutely furious, his anger spilling out the moment he had returned to the solitude of his empty dormitory. He had cursed and broken things, as he lamented that his every calculative step- every carefully placed word- had not worked in his favor much at all. It was unlike anything he had done before; with everything that Earl cared about, he carefully planned a few steps for acquisition or conquer, and he had never lost before.
I never fucking lose."
All in all, if one would want to summarize Earl's personality- once again- in a few terms, it would be simplest to just call him an extremely intelligent sociopath. He feels near no remorse with his actions, and is extremely cold towards others. What he sees when he takes every step is similar to that of a chess game- and everyone else around him are nothing more than chess pieces for him to attain his final goal. His final goal is nothing but the consolidation of his placement amongst all other living humans; as first.





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♔ Likes ♔:
• Transforming || "Hah! The thrill of just changing out of this stupid human body is absolutely [i]wonderful!- which is exactly why it was given by God to only a few select group of people! Higher beings!"[/i]
• Fighting || "Yes, yes, yes. Obviously, I like fighting. What more do you wish to know? This is a stupid question."
• Fooling Others || "I'm sure that the others know something's wrong with me...but not much. Heh. Whatever; doesn't matter much to me."
Fighting | Punching | Laughing | Winning | Being First | Acting | Pretending To Be Someone He Isn't | Isolation | Taunting | Cursing | Hurting Others | Pranks | Wounds | Lying

♔ Dislikes ♔: *
• Idleness || "Why must I wait for my prey to come to me when I can go and search for it!"
• The Sun || "I like to fight without having to shield my eyes from what I face. It is not like the sun would protect us from the giants, just like how it does in the books with vampires- no. It does not provide any help but rather hinders my movement so why should I like something that could just about get me killed!"
• Giants || "Isn't this question a given, damn it? Is it not obvious what the answer truly is?"
Know-it-alls | Losing | Titans | Stuck Ups | His Past | Vegetables | Reading | Stares | Scar Bellerose | Blunders | Mistakes | Bad Partners | Cities | Cheerfulness | Idiots | Optimism

♔ Talents ♔: *
• FIghting || "Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun- fighting is so fun, especially when there's blood and guts flying in the air and I'm drenched in the blood and there are screams everywhere! IT'S PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES THAT KILLING AND FIGHTING WAS CREATED! Why not continue that practice?"
• Acting || "Obviously, I have friends. I can pretend I am normal when I am not; I don't scare people away. I've gained the trust of my teachers...a trust I think they shall regret sooner or later."
• Stalking || "Not humans or giants, fool. Rather, I only stalk those whom I believe as my prey, following them in complete silence with promised damnation in my two hands!"
• "Flying" || "There are people who don't know how to use the DDMG. Don't understand how they couldn't; the thing's like magic! With little usage of gas, I can fly through the skies with no trouble at all. This hints at my superiority over others...except for that Scar Bellerose. I'll kill her- I'll murder her-,"

♔ Flaws ♔: *
• Arguments || "Why negotiate when you can force other people under your heels with fists, swords and sheer destruction."
• Mental Health || "Heehee- I'm a bit sacked up in the brain, but what matters! It makes life a lot more interesting when your prey circle...widens."
• Hand-to-Hand Combat || "Pah! It never came to me like anything else. Anyways, compared to sword fighting, guns, explosives- would hands ever stand a chance? No."
• Strength || "I make up for my deficiency in my arms with my whole body! I have proven my worth through my ranking! Do not doubt me, you fucking loser."

♔ Fears♔: *
• Mirrors || "..." Earl dislikes the look of his own face- or, rather, he fears the hints of madness that he so embraces that is etched across the surface of his whole face. He dislikes what he sees; he fears what he knows he is capable of if he loses the one last strand of morality he currently holds within his mind.
• Heights || "Many long days of practice has near quenched this fear. It acts up from time to time- and I suspect it's the main reason I was denied full guarantee of first place- but whatever! It does not matter anymore."
• Giants || "It's funny that we all fear what we were born to kill. I am scared of giants- I find them gruesome and malicious- but that doesn't stop the thrill that shoots down my body whenever I see one. It means that it is time...time to fight."

♔Secrets ♔:
• His Past || "For all the 'bonding' that happened within the schoolyards, I never participated. Never occurred to me that I should- and not that I would if it were required. Bah! Just the thought leaves a sour taste on my tongue."
• His Plot || "It will leave more blood in my wake...of one that stands on a similar standing as I do."
• The blood on his hands || "Oh, trust me, I am sure that a lot of us have already bloodied our hands already. What is different from me to them...is that I killed innocents. I believe for a while there were people researching my murders. Before academy and while I was at academy. Funny. Heh! They never caught me."





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♔Bio ♔: Just like many other weapons, Earl had been an orphan, dumped at the doorsteps of a church. Though low on rations and already rather packed with Weapon orphans, the nuns had still taken him in, especially since Earl had only been no more than a few days old when he was found, shivering in rags on the doorstep in mid-winter. They gave him a baby name- puppet- and breast fed him as best as they could. The early malnutrition as a toddler did not help Earl's development at all. He grew up a weak boy, thin and frail, compounding with his already slender frame. Earl's harsh childhood was not made any better due to his appearance- his white hair and red eyes- and many called him the spawn of the devil wherever he went, though many people sported weird hair colors and eye colors.

Harsh bullying and cruel words pursued Earl whenever he left the caring nuns, and he tended to return from chores outside and small playtimes with bruises covering his arms- which he tried to hide as best as possible from the nuns. This lifestyle continued until, at the age of 13, Earl's church was 'closed down'. The nuns were forced out of their church and the land 'returned' to it's landowner. It was later found out that the nuns had not left the area at all, but rather had been abandoned by the head of the church as it slowly retracted into the safer areas, away from giants that grew more and more in numbers at the clambered at the outer walls. From then, Earl was left and abandoned, alone and starving on the streets. He took to theft to survive- but theft lead to murder. His mind slowly deteriorated, as he no longer had a hint of light to hang on. He lost his bright laugh and his smile developed a twisted quality. Towards the later half of his 15th year alive, Earl joined a group of mountain bandits during an extremely harsh winter in order to survive. When summer came the next year, he immediately murdered them off one by one, intent on keeping his name and face clear of accusation and so that no one knew about his dirty past.

Then, finally, when he was of age, he enrolled into the academy. It was to get his mind off of things- also to escape police prosecution- and to develop the skill he already held. As a child, the nuns had pushed Earl to not test with his powers- but it was not like they were there to do the same afterwards when Earl had grown up. Excelling in all points of his class, Earl slowly grew within the ranks and earned the respect of his teachers and classmates alike. Towards the end of his academic years, Earl's mask had been slowly cracking, and others had been seeing hints of what he truly was inside, though they kept their suspicions to themselves as Earl never acted up too much. But, at the end of the year, Earl had been extremely confident in achieving first place- but he didn't. He won it on par with Scar Bellerose. The mask cracked open and completely fell off the moment he had stepped out of the academy and into the Scouting Legion.

And then the wall broke.

"Finally."

♔ Other ♔: *
• Earl holds no mercy for anyone- humans, animals, giants. He only feels compassion towards himself- even his weapon partner must constantly be on edge with Earl.

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So begins...

Earl Derrik Godfrey's Story

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Character Portrait: Sam Gunner Character Portrait: Earl Derrik Godfrey Character Portrait: Scar Bellerose Character Portrait: Maya Poveda Character Portrait: Seto Lancette Character Portrait: Garen Walkens Character Portrait: Leonardo Adams Character Portrait: Hiro Maeda Character Portrait: Lyra d'Lune Character Portrait: Cassidy "Cass" Lachmann Character Portrait: Coraline Sylar Character Portrait: Nori Vasile Character Portrait: Elysia Llewellyn Character Portrait: Silvester Loritz
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Behind Wall Maria, and inside the Shiganshina District, is where the next attack was planned. Titans have already gone through the first wall and into the district known from long ago for its first attack from the Titans. How the wall opened, that's the mystery, but that mystery is one having to be saved for later because at the moment, the Shiganshina people have been evacuated to Wall Rose, praying that the Titans will not reach the next wall and kill everyone else, just like the others who were left behind.

But thats where our heroes come in.

Currently, all soldiers are gathering in their barracks, inside of the Shiganshina District, where most the Titans are located, getting ready for battle with their partners at their side.

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There it was; the first Titan Chihiro had ever seen in her whole entire life. She saw her mother scream and run away, not even knowing that her child's legs were trapped underneath the house. Her father... her father... who the hell knew where he was. He was working, last time she heard. His work was somewhere else in her district, and he was gone ever since the Titan raid started those years back. He was probably among those already leaving for the next world too, and Hiro saw her mother get slammed to the side like a speck of dust and whatever was left of her, was left on the bloodied side of a destroyed house, just like the one Hiro was trapped under.

Hiro began to cry tears and wanted to move. She wanted to get to her mother, even though she knew the unfortunate fact that her mother was already joining the dead along with her father. She was now desperate to get free, and the pain from her crushed feet didn't come to her until after she began to yell and cry at 10 years of age. Hiro prayed for her freedom and for a better world after she died in the next few seconds. She prayed she could get away from the hellish nightmare she lived in.

Except a different miracle worked its way towards her.

Something soared overhead. What that was was a person. Something with 3DDMG on. A soldier.

They flew over her head, over the Titan's head, like birds. One of them swooped down, one whose's face she couldn't remember, and cut out the back of the Titan's neck with little energy needed to be used. The same soldier, a man, quickly came down to her and she remembered hearing the apology in her ear, 'Sorry.'

Then she was cut free.

It was a short minute to the safety of the other wall, but that minute felt like hours when Hiro dealt with the pain of the bleeding from both her calves, no longer having any feet. There was a moment of blackness, and that was when-


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That was when Hiro finally woke up. It was a time when they had to get ready to face the Titans. Hiro wasn't bothered though. That was the reason to why she was taking a quick nap just a moment ago. People were crying when she woke up and looked at their tear-stained faces. She didn't seem to know the feeling ever since seven years ago, and while it still lasted inside of her, she didn't quite relate to what they were crying about. Hiro grinned her usual grin and said loudly, as always, "Oh come on, cheer up! This mood is boring! Come on, lets lift those spirits, shouldn't we? Oh, we should sing a song! Yes, that's great-"

Someone shouted at her to shut up, one of the older and superiors and Hiro slouched grumpily while murmuring, "Everyone's in such a bad mood... That's no fun... Ah, I know someone who could entertain me though-" She took a breath and began to yell at the top of her lungs while grinning, "Earl! Where are you! Are you playing hide-and-go-seek?"

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Time: 8 years ago


Pain.

Earl kept his legs moving as fast as possible- he could hear the hounds pounding at the ground right after them, their howls reaching the heavens as they slowly gained on him. No, no- His left foot tripped on a branch, causing Earl to tumble and fall to the ground. No- Eyes widening with fear, Earl tried to move faster as he scrambled up from where he had fallen. Whipping his hair back, he could see that the hounds were but a few meters behind him. “All this for a piece of meat!” The young boy of but 13 wailed, tears streaming down his face as he started off again as fast as possible. But it was no use. His shoes peeled off of his heels, torn and tattered; his shirt flew in the breeze, filthy and torn, showing the pale white skin Earl had underneath. He was starving- the running made him even more hungry, as sounds of starvation rumbled forth from his stomach as his mouth panted, cold shimmering clouds of vapor leaving his mouth every time.

This had been his life for the past few weeks; running, ducking, crying, it was not much different from what he had been doing in the orphanage. Quick, here. Earl ducked and ran down a small alley as a pungent smell wafted from the walls that lined the tiny street, wide enough to fit but one child inside. But the dogs followed, their barking echoing throughout the empty streets. A fence faced him, taller than a man- but there were holdings that humans could hold onto- not made for dogs. As quickly as possible, Earl climbed over the fence, doubling over in pain when he scratched his leg against the wall- but he couldn’t stop. The meat parcel first went over, hitting the ground in a dull thump, then did Earl, his light scrambling causing eyes to appear in the windows that lined the walls of the alley, judging him coldly as he finally toppled over the fence, the hounds growling and biting at his heels as they stopped on the other side. Yes! Without a second thought, he immediately turned and ran away again. Though his legs were tired, Earl could not stop- he had to ensure his victory. His success. He could not stop to celebrate- he wanted to reach new heights.




“I pronounce Earl Godfrey forever banished from the lands of Karanese District, and forever reside in the boundaries between our land and even outside of Wall Maria.” He had left with no regrets, but with thin clothing on his back and many bruises that lined his face and body. And then, from there, he had joined the mountain bandits- they had treated Earl like dirt, though he had experienced many more hardships than them. He had slowly killed them off one by one, tired of the constant rowdy companionship that he had once relied on as friends and company. With them, Earl had spied his first titan, and with them, Earl had bloodied his hands. But it did not matter- he stayed alive and managed to some how smuggle himself into the barriers of Wall Rose when the colossal titan had attacked.




Finally.

Earl had dropped his knife, his hands red with the blood of the last mountain bandit member. From where he stood, now, on a small hill in the Shiganshina district, everything was as clear as day. The sudden standstill as the Titan’s head appeared above the walls- the sudden kick and flying debris that flew away due to his colossal kick, breaching the wall. With the colossal Titan, the other smaller Titans followed- and then the scramble into Wall Maria started, as people screamed to get away from the jaws of the Titans. Earl had been lucky- he had been one of the first to return into Wall Maria, though he had been exiled a few years ago. It did not matter; everyone was scrambling away from the Titans- the guards could not do anything to an ex-convict, much less one that had changed in many ways than one. It surprised him, even further; that no one felt perturbed by the constant smile he had had on his face, unable to change the expression to one more somber. They had let him pass; they minded him in no way probable.

And then he had enrolled into the military, becoming a prospective trainee to enter into corps to either kill Titans or keep other humans away from the inner walls. He had been an excellent student; no one could have guessed his lack of care towards others and the world itself. And now, after but a few years, his prowess was to be put to the test against actual Titans. He could not wait- but he would have to. Earl was not one to rush into his needs or to push his luck too far. It would not be in his favor if others found out about his unstable mental state.




Noisy. Earl’s eyes flickered towards the bright blue hair of his partner standing but a few steps in front of him. His own hair was as eye-catching, a pale white amongst a throng of colorful hair colors, pronouncing him as ‘different’. It didn’t matter much. Earl leaned back against the wall that stood right behind him, the solid stonewall cold against his back. Earl knew, however, that Hiro would probably chew him out later if he did not come up any time soon, especially with time running out so fast. He sighed and ruffled his hair, the bags under his two eyes pronounced and dark, hinting already at the extremely bad mood Earl was in as he took a few steps forward and then turned so that he stood right in front of Hiro. The frown on his face grew larger when he took his partner in with a one glance over. “You called?” He drawled out, as he pulled a knife from his belt and flicked it into the air and then caught it when it felt back down in a twirling trajectory.

But before the other could answer, screams burst into the air. The air in the barracks tensed as a senior member of the scouting legion walked into the barracks and sat at the large table at the front of the room that all the trainees were now standing in. He opened his mouth, but he already had his eyes fixed on a few occupants of the room. It was obvious that this man knew whom he wanted to talk to- and what they looked like. "I want those whom ranked top 20 in the 147th legion of the trainee class to stand forth along with their partners. We will need you immediately at the front line." Without a second word, he got up again and left the room- it was an obvious sign for the ones who fit the criteria to move out of the room as well. "Keh." Earl spat, shaking his head as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Come on, useless." He said over his shoulder to Hiro before walking off himself, as he stuffed his twitching hands into his pockets.

Finally.

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“You called?”

Hiro found that, not very much later, her partner was already standing in front of her. Within a split second, Hiro took in the expression of his face, studying him within the blink of an eye, as she did when fighting the titans. After all, studying was her hobby, "Oh, looks like you're not in too much of a good mood either not are you, little Earl?" She asked, resting her chin on her palm, a smile forming on her face. She had given him a nickname of her own, displaying how she teased him for his height, although, even with the rest of her legs, she'd probably still be shorter, "Ah, but today's not a day to be acting like that, we're finally getting to see them! Haven't we been waiting for this moment? The moment when we get to fight the titans?" Once she realized that she was getting carried away, she laughed casually and said, "Sorry, sorry, but I heard we were going to go soon, and it'd be bad for me not to have a partner, wouldn't it? Did you get your tanks filled by the way-"

"I want those whom ranked top 20 in the 147th legion of the trainee class to stand forth along with their partners. We will need you immediately at the front line."

Hiro heard one of the seniors yell and turned her head to listen. She was 7th place, so she would be apart of that list. That meant that she'd be going up there alongside Earl, and would face the titans, 'Its been five years since I've seen them...' She thought for a moment, her expression hardening, 'Its about time.' However, after thinking this, that cold look on her face eased to her usual sly looking grin.

"Keh." Hiro looked back at Earl and saw him spit down, "Come on, useless." He began to walk away.

"What- Hold on a moment!" Hiro snatch the back of Earl's shirt, her grip tight so he couldn't just shake her off. She puffed her cheeks then, with her other hand, patted her thigh and complained, "You can't expect me to walk there, can't you? Come come," She stretched out her hand, making the obvious motion that she'd turn into her weapon form, a glaive.

As a weapon, she stood to be five feet tall starting from the ground, and had blades on both ends. Surprisingly light, incredibly sharp, hooked; perfect weapon for killing titans. After all, she was the one who stayed mostly in her weapon form during battle, or perhaps it was just a coincidence that she was born, a weapon, that was capable of cutting off the nape of a titan's neck.

"Well?" She said, still holding out her hand. Holding hands, in her opinion, wasn't a sign of relationship, friendship, love; it meant transforming in her weapon, nothing else, "Unless, of course, you'd like to carry me, that's fine too. But I'm only carried princess style, for your information." She said with a teasing smirk.

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It felt like they had been standing in the barracks for an eternity. It was crowded, yet, there weren't as many people here as she would expect. After all the commotion a few months ago, it didn't surprise her that there were so few people left. She stood with Elysia. After all they had been through together, the two were practically inseparable. She's the only one I can truly, fully rely on... She's... all I have left. However, Elysia was much more tense than usual, and it didn't take being her partner to see that. For now, Coraline had to ignore that. She was already suited up in her uniform and just finished strapping on all the 3DMG around her small body. While refilling her air tanks, the only thing she could focus on were how heavy they were at her sides. It was like this every time. However, no matter how heavy they felt now, her small body allowed her to use less air while propelling her at greater speeds. There were advantages to being as small as she.

She gripped Elysia by the arm and helped her fill her own cannisters with air. We have to stick together. There was really no way a single person could survive alone. That was the purpose of the Weapons and Meisters, but now that the Meisters were gone it was left up to the Weapons to help each others. After a moment, they stood off to the side of the seemingly shrinking room. Her arms hung numbly at her sides. Looking around the room she noticed that people from every different division of the military. She admired those from both the Survey and the Garrison, but felt shame to be from the Military Police. She didn't want to, nor did she chose to be so. She wrapped her hands around her shoulders, shivering slightly as she covered the badges on her shoulders.

While she stood by the side of her partner, she slowly began to recognize other groups and assume who was paired with who. She wasn't surprised by the figures she saw. Many of them were tall and strong and appeared as though they had already seen battle. When was the last time I... She quickly shrugged off the thought, refusing to allow her memories to take over. Focus on the present. Focus on this moment. Right now. Staring at the ground, someone had backed into her, bumping her lightly. Without saying a word she released her arms from around her self and shoved the person away, glaring back at them as the walked off, paying her no mind. She sighed in frustration. There were so many different reactions already, some people were completely breaking down, and others were completely relaxed. Coraline even saw a girl, the same who she noticed glare at her Military Police badges, who was completely relaxed and seemingly bored. "Would ya shut up!" Shouting across the room caught her attention as she stared at the commotion. An older girl, at least, older than Coraline, started shouting at another recruit who had started screaming. Can't say I blame them, but neither of their reactions are helping. Coraline wasn't about to intervene, for she feared her own emotions would surface in a similar way as the panicked person. "--it'll be the weapon you hold in your hand." Only catching the last bit of the shouting, Coraline could feel herself nodding in agreement.

"I want those whom ranked top 20 in the 147th legion of the trainee class to stand forth along with their partners. We will need you immediately at the front line." Someone's commanding voice echoed through the room. Sixth. Coraline had a right and a duty to stand in that line. However, she wouldn't have been there without her partner, the primary of the two. Truthfully, she hated being out of her weapon form. When she was in her normal, human state, she received many more looks and snide remarks. How could she blame them? She looked like a small child, completely unfit for the current situation. No matter... She tightened her fists at her side, glancing over to Elysia. I'm ready. At least, she wanted to believe so. Elysia barely met her gaze. What was she hoping for? Some sort of reassurance? Elysia got just as much ridicule as Coraline did. There they were, already surrounded by titans in comparison to their own small statures. A sad smirk appeared on her face. I wish titans were this size. She sneaked a glance up and down the line that soon started to exit the barracks. "Elysia..." It was more of an attempt to get her attention than anything. "Are you ready?... I'll shift when you need me to." Coraline felt the ground starting to rumbled, causing her anxious body to trembled at the same time. "The sooner the better..." Something was off about Elysia, but Coraline couldn't quite figure it out. Normally, she was able to read Elysia like a book, but the current circumstances required all of her own concentration not to succumb to her own doubts.

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"What- Hold on a moment!" Earl nearly doubled over as he felt Hiro grab onto the back of his shirt, pulling him towards her and away from the general that had left the barracks. He groaned, annoyance filling his every feature as he stopped and did not turn back. Taking a deep breath, Earl shook his head as if shaking off a thought. I need her- she’s my partner. Can’t let her die or kill her just yet. But his crimson eyes said elsewise as he turned to look at the blue-haired girl, his eyes tired and pronounced with something close to hatred- but it was marred with something else, something close to a sort of caring, one that Earl had refused to recognize for a very long time. "You can't expect me to walk there, can't you? Come come," Before Earl could say anything, the girl had already partially transformed into a glaive without waiting for Earl’s reply to her beckons, causing another sigh to escape from Earl as he looked at her with weary eyes. "Well?" She held her hands out, as if beckoning Earl to pick her up- which she was doing, of course. Great. Not right now. But it was not like his partner would be able to hear his inner thoughts. "Unless, of course, you'd like to carry me, that's fine too. But I'm only carried princess style, for your information."

With that, Earl slapped his hand on her forehead hard and then kept his hand on her forehead, as if to push her to the ground. “Stop transforming, God damn it, you know I hate it when you reveal your weapon form to others.” Without a second word, Earl picked up the girl in the exact way he had always done since the first day they had been partnered together- in his arms, princess-style. Ignoring the whispering and eyes of the other trainees who had somehow had enough time to calm themselves down to gossip, Earl walked through the crowd and out of the barracks, his tanks already filled with gas and his weapon in his hands. “Don’t move- if you do I’ll toss you on the ground and leave you there.” He said angrily, his face annoyed as he glared down at Hiro through the corners of his eyes. Why did I have to get the useless partner! Earl thought, but there was no answer to his question. For some, the question was a no brainer: Hiro had ranked 7th in their regiment though she was held back by her legs. For Earl, the question was much more complex: take her ranking as the full scope of her powers or base it on the fact that she could be extremely annoying from time to time? It doesn’t matter now- giants! His mental reminder for himself sent shivers down Earl’s spine and a smirk to once again form on his face. “Keh!” He spat again on the ground, turning his head in a wide angle so as to avoid Hiro’s legs. Finally! The word had been raging inside his mind ever since they had been called to the barrack’s- and now they were to be the first on the frontlines due to their high ranks during graduation.

Earl eagerly stepped out of the disorderly barrack and into the nearly empty grounds. The sound of breaking buildings and havoc could be heard from the army academy grounds that Earl now stood on- with Hiro still tightly held in his arms. For some, this instilled fear; For Earl, it only increased the size of the smirk that had been on his face. However, as Earl stood with his head turned to a side, his eyes roamed towards the four figures that stood in the center of the grounds, their hands behind their backs, staring at the 40 trainees that slowly straggled out of the barracks. Quickly, he wiped the smile off of his face and walked over to the four figures, standing but two meters away from them, in the placement he had been given ever since those few years ago. First. Shared! Earl glared at his compatriots before standing at the farthest left spot, his teeth gnashing together though the lack of Scar Bellerose and her partner gave him a sense of tiny triumph. Tardiness equates to uselessness! He laughed out in his mind, directing the thoughts at Scar Bellerose, though she definitely would not be able to hear Earl’s thoughts.

“Just stay in my arms, don’t move.” Earl said, not looking at Hiro as he turned to look at the four figures- one female and three male- standing at the head of the relatively small group that now started to form in front of them. But they did not start debriefing the trainees yet- most of the top 20 and their partners were still stuck in the rowdy barracks, though Earl had no idea why they were trying to avoid the chance to go and fight the giants. “Come on…” He muttered unconsciously, glaring at the open barrack doors, waiting for other trainees to slowly stream out so that they could head straight for the invading giants without delay. A cough distracted Earl from his muttering, as a man- the general for the Survey Corps stepped forward, his eyes harsh as he glared at the gathering trainees.

“We cannot wait any longer, let the others come afterwards; we must go and provide assistance to the men already out there fighting the giants.” A loud sound of a building collapsing cut through what the man was saying, but he looked unperturbed. Finally! Earl’s mad cackle mingled with the loud, cacophonous noise of bricks and stones hitting the ground- but no one heard. They were all too busy controlling their own fears and wishes, too busy making sure that they stayed sane in this land of sheer madness.

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"Fight off your demons."





"Watch it!"

The mans voice was loud and right in Scar's ear too. He was tall and big, about a foot taller then her own height. With all the pushing and what not, she had accidently practically body-checked this big dude...even though it hardly even made him flinch. However, he was still pissed off about it and continued yelling nonsense at Scar while she continued trying to push through the big crowd...the big man right beside her just to probably irritate her.

Okay! I get it! Would you leave now, please!?"
Scar basically screamed back at the man, her eyes wide with anger, as she turned to her side and faced him. She didn't know if this stupid guy realized that a lot of people were currently trying to find their partners and trying to get in check. The man quickly put his arms in the air, surrendering to Scar's pure anger and irritation, before he waved his hand at her and turned around and quickly disappeared in the crowd.

Scar swiftly turned her head to face the crowd again, seeing if she could somehow spot her partner in this madness. People wee continuing to push and step on Scar's feet. The screaming of nonsense and the loud cries weren't helping much with the situation. People must of known that they were going to have to fight Titans sooner or later? Why is everyone so afraid? Isn't everybody basically prepared to die when they join a branch...?

Just then, a sudden calloused hand grabbed onto hers and began pulling her back. She gave out a sharp yelp and began trying to shrug off the hand and try to get out of its hold; until she was pulled out of the crowd completely and her eyes met with a familiar blue pair of eyes. Scar sighed, a slight smile on her face. She had found her partner. Or, he had found her.

"You almost got trampled over there, Red." Nori said, his voice sounding calm and quiet... as if none of this was bothering him at all. She rolled her eyes at his comment, preparing to say something like, "I would of made it on my own! It's not my fault so many people are here!" But she quickly decided not to, seeing that it was so easy for Nori to swiftly pull her out of that mess; hinting that Scar was no where near the front of the crowd...where she wanted to be in the first place....

"You Ready?" He asked, his blue eyes staring into her own. She stared at him for moment, almost forgetting what he had asked, before chuckling quietly. "Yes! Of course I'm ready! Are you ready? I'm ready. Let's go get in line." She replied, hoping her happy façade actually did some good. With her grip still on his hand, she charged back into the crowd, hoping Nori wouldn't let go of her tight hold on his hand behind her. The crowd was a little more calmer now... even though it's just been a minute. A few "Excuse me." 's and "Pardon me" 's actually helped her make her way through the crowd, some actually moving over a bit for her and her partner.

Before she knew it, she could see the line of trainees slowly beginning to form and she knew she was in the right spot. She let go of Nori's hand and tilted her head to whisper to him. "Let's line up now. Don't turn into your weapon form until we get going. Okay?" She whispered to him, but hopefully it was loud enough for him to only hear. She patted his shoulder gently with a smile on her face before turning around to go get in her appropriate place in the line.

And that place was at the front of the line. Number one. Even though she shared the spot, she was still number one. She quickly jogged her way to her spot beside her fellow number one companion, Earl. She slowed down her pace once she neared him, her calm features now replaced with a determined look as she cleared her throat. She made her way beside Earl, keeping her distance from him of course. She stood there, her back straight and her chin held high.

It had always been a competition for her to prove that she was better then Earl. So, when her back straight, measuring up to her full five foot four inches of height...she knew she would never measure up to Earl's own height. Still, she was determined to stay strong around him. Just for, once again, trying to prove she was that much better then him. She took short glances at the white-haired man all while thinking. 'How did he even rank number one next to me!? His strength only comes with his pure madness. He shouldn't be here at all. He can't even work well with the people around--'

Her thoughts were cut off when she heard the loud noises of building being crushed and tumbled over. She slightly cringed as one building hit the ground, the whole ground basically vibrating underneath her feet. The Titans were only getting closer, yet she didn't understand why they were still waiting. She wanted to get a move on. Scar began intertwining her fingers with each hand of hers behind her back. The were already sweaty and clammy, but she didn't let that bother her. 'Hope is stronger then fear. Hope is stronger then fear...'

“We cannot wait any longer, let the others come afterwards; we must go and provide assistance to the men already out there fighting the giants.” A man yelled out. 'Yes! Let's go already!' She thought to herself as she looked around at her surroundings, noticing that some others weren't indeed there yet. Others were already holding their weapons and looked fully prepared. Scar liked to wait before she got her weapon out.

The loud sounds of more buildings crashing to the Earth and bricks and different objects following along with that filled Scar's ears. Yet, she didn't cringe this time and began walking up towards the fight without another word or any orders. Her hands were clenched into small balls of fists at her sides. Her eyes roamed the inner village of Wall Maria that was now being destroyed. She knew people had probably already gotten injured and some had probably already died from fighting. She knew that these people couldn't stay here and watch any longer, including her...

'Hope is stronger then fear...'

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"I want those whom ranked top 20 in the 147th legion of the trainee class to stand forth along with their partners. We will need you immediately at the front line."

"Okay people! Let's go! Let's go!


Seto readied his tanks, but silently cursed. Where was she? His partner? Now that all the humans were gone along with Meisters, there were really only Weapons left. And if one had no partner to wield, it'd be useless to head out there alone, and would be distinguished as, basically, suicide. Weapons were powerless without their own Weapon, and Seto had come to realize that, which is why had had only been getting ready, but hadn't exactly run up to join the others when called, 'Where'd she go...' He sighed and ran his hand tiredly through his hair. After all, he didn't get much sleep before after being alerted that it was their time to finally show off their skills.

Most people would begin crying, writing their farewell notes, praying that god would save them, not that it would matter... But Seto was waiting for this moment. Perhaps not quite excited, but not scared or apathetic either. Just... looking forward to it. But then again, there was also her, who's words still stayed in his mind just before she died; 'I hope they kill you.' Her ghost still haunted him, even as an adult now. His mother's words and shadows never left his thoughts, even in the most dire moments. But maybe that's what kept him driven to not hold back in the battlefield.

”Sorry...Seto.. I was..um...wandering again. But I’m here now.” Seto looked up from his thinking and saw Lyra, his partner, childish friend, and even someone he took interest in, smiling at him.

Seto let out a sigh filled with relief and stood up normally, as he was sitting down before, and said, "You took awhile.. It got me nervous for a second that you suddenly ran off or something. Well... I guess it doesn't really matter. You're here now and that's what matters."

”So….are you excited for today..? Or are you worried..?”

For a moment, there was a flash of his mother's dying and horrifying face and then Seto snapped back to reality, rubbing his forehead while in a daze. However, he tried not to show it too clearly when he said, with his normal voice, "Neither... actually. I mean, I guess I'm sort of looking forward to it, but then again-" He paused, then shook his head, "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it." Seto quickly ran a check on his gas tanks, almost looking a bit anxious, before looking back at Lyra, "You're ready right? We should get going then, everyone's lining up." He said and grabbed her hand before walking towards the line of the other soldiers, lining up with them just as they did.

Seto was a very confident young man, and stood tall next to the others, looking forwards with a stern expression, "You ready?" He whispered over to Lyra.

“We cannot wait any longer, let the others come afterwards; we must go and provide assistance to the men already out there fighting the giants.”

"Scratch that." Seto said, grabbing Lyra's hand once more, but then, and suddenly, shifting into a pair of dual hooked swords, "We're heading out now."

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Just after her words, Hiro found herself her forehead get slapped, and then shoved back down, resulting in her stopping her transformation. Upon falling on her rear, she rubbed her forehead and complained, "W-What was that for!" She asked frantically, "That hurts." She grumbled childishly.

“Stop transforming, God damn it, you know I hate it when you reveal your weapon form to others.”

"Yeah, well, sometimes you're going to deal with it since I can't walk you know-" Suddenly, Hiro found herself swept off her feet, that is, if she had any. Then, just as usual from the very beginning, she was carried while Earl walked towards the line of the others, getting ready to depart to fight. However, despite knowing this, Hiro couldn't help but somewhat grow embarrassed and fussed, "H-Hey! I was just kidding! You knew, right? I wasn't really serious, I mean, sure I can't walk but I could have probably gotten around fine since it was really just a joke-"

“Don’t move- if you do I’ll toss you on the ground and leave you there.”
Hiro heard Earl threaten with that annoyed gaze down at her that she was already too used to seeing. To this point, she found it to be more of a daily expression rather than a threat.

Nevertheless, she wasn't going to take her chances of being dropped on the ground though, as that wouldn't work well for either of them, so she closed her mouth after stifling a tiny giggle and saying, "Yes sir, Captain Earl!" Once the two stepped outside along side the others, she frowned at the horrid sight. It reminded her of the exact scenario of what happened when she was only so young, or, in other words, the day when the Titans broke through her wall and took her precious legs away from her. The memories flooded her head in an instant when she saw the chaos going on outside, but she kept a straight face (or tried to) when she said, "Wow, it's worse than I anticipated out here.... But that leaves more prey for us." Yet her mind couldn't help but to stray to other thoughts such as; That just means more people will die, will I even be able to save anyone, this world really is falling apart. These dark thoughts stayed in the back of her mind the whole time she looked out into the open space of ruble. Hiro was one day going to be an adult, and she had already seen hell and was going through it again, yet here she was, still living with a mind of a child.

“Just stay in my arms, don’t move.” Hiro could hear Earl muttering, as he usually did. Despite all the things going on in her own mind, Hiro was still able to hear and pay attention to Earl and her superiors, "Come on..."

“We cannot wait any longer, let the others come afterwards; we must go and provide assistance to the men already out there fighting the giants.” One of the men shouted, and that caught the blue-haired girl's interest. Finally, it was time.

Immediately, and excitedly, Hiro glanced up at her partner and said in a hurry, "Hey, hey, lets go! They're letting us free so lets go!" Without warning, Hiro turned into her weapon, a double-edged glaive, and laid in his hands, still pushing him to get started on the 'killing the Titans' part though. Hiro didn't have legs, so, as a person, she was incomplete, but as a weapon, she had blades on both sides to compensate for what she had already lost. During these childish rants about getting a move on and hurrying up, being slightly audible, Hiro said quietly and darkly, "I swear Im going to kill those bastards for what they took from me."

They say that the most cheerful person can be the most dark.