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Sam Gunner

"I'm not a psychopath, I just have a violent desire to start killing people if they piss me off..."

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



"I'm not a psychopath, I just have a violent desire to start killing people if they piss me off..."


Normal || Hard Out Here | Lily Allen ||
Angry || I'm Not Okay | My Chemical Romance ||
Emotional || Demons | Imagine Dragons ||



Basic Information

♔ Full Name ♔
Samantha Elizabeth Gunner

♔ Nicknames ♔
Sam, Lizzy, Gunner, Psycho Bitch (if you're feeling suicidal)

♔ Age ♔

♔ Birthday ♔
17 June

♔ Gender ♔

♔ Military Branch ♔: Sam has always been involved with the military and first worked with the basic army as a soldier, but after the tit ms attacked she joined the survey corps right away so she would be able to shoot titans up close and personal. She might be consider crazy by people die to her violence but she is good at battle and she soon raised in the ranks to squad leader.

♔ Romantic Interest ♔
When Sam finds a guy who is able to fire a gun and blow up a titan like a Boss than she might of already fallen in love. Otherwise, she finds great pleasure in terrifying younger guys by playing pervy though she has no interest in the weak and whimps which is what she thinks of most guys.

♔ Sexuality ♔

♔ Marital Status ♔

♔ Nationality ♔:
50% American and 50% Chinese. Raised in the Shiganshina District.

♔ Face Claim ♔:
Revy || Black Lagoon

♔ Physical Description/Clothing Preference ♔
Sam is a fairly tall, around 5'7" and 124lbs (though most of this weight if muscle), and young Chinese-American women with fair skin, amber eyes and plum coloured hair. Her hair falls to her upper a k and is usually kept in a ponytail, with short bangs that part at the middle and shoulder length locks framing the sides of her face. However, she also likes to wear it done though this is rarely seen as she only wears it loose when she's sleeping or going to a special event.
Sam has a good body which is slender in frame with a slim waist, flared hipe, round rear, and well developed figure. As well as the fact that Sam also sports a well-toned and slightly musclar build she's isn't to bad off when it comes to her body and she doesn't mind flaunting it, thought this is only a small reason for her revealing clothing.

Sam is most comfortable in, what some would call revealing clothing, though she sees it more comfortable to do battle with less cloths as there is less stuff to get in the way of her fighting. She isn't scared of pain or injury so she sees no need to try and cover up and protect herself from damaged, much rather having shorts, a vest and combat boots to a standard soldier uniform.
Sam is most commenly seen wearing her cut off shorts that flare out at the bottom; cut off black top that shows off her abdomen and navel; her black combat boots; and her fingerless, black gloves. She is also always seen wearing her double holsters because she finds that duel guns are the easiest weapon to use and mastered it along time ago.
However, if she has to cover up for whatever reason, it's generally skin tight cloths that take the place of he normal cloths. Sam views skin tight cloths as alsmot the same as not wearing any considering they are far less likely to get in her way while fighting and almost act like a second skin which means they are easy to move in.

♔ Birthmark/Piercing/Tattoo/Scar/Noticeable Features ♔
Sam has almost everything. She has a birthmark the shape of Spain or a duck depending on which way you look at it on her lower back but isn't commenly seen.
She has both her ears pierced, at least 5 times each, as well as a nose piercing, a tongue piercing and a belly button piercing.
She has a huge tribel tattoo across her right arm which she got when she was around 15.
She also has millions of scars due to her lack of fear towards injury and general carelessness when it comes to her personal safety.
The only real noticeable feature she has however, besides the huge tattoo, are her eyes. Though her eyes are amber, they are quite bright and have a tendency to glow in the dark almost like cat eyes, they also seem to change colour when hit by bright light and they could be considered her best feature.

♔ Type of Weapon ♔
Dual Modified Beretta M92s
Sam is able to turn into a set of Dual Modified Beretta M92s which have been chained together at their handle to form one gun. Like most weapons that involve a chain, her guns are hard to master if you want to be able to use the to their full capacity and not just as ordinary guns, which even then is difficult as there is a gun in the way. The guns are both pretty ordinary in design and have nothing unique or special about them, however there is a small bunny skull and crossbones marking on the handle of each gun which is how they are identified.

♔ Personality ♔
Tomboy || Competitive || Foul-mouthed || Ill-tempered || Honest
Sam could almost be considered your typical tomboy if she is in a good mood. Generally easy going and not to bothered about life, Sam has a love for swearing, drinking and all around fitting in with guys instead of trying to have to deal with the drama that comes along with girls which she considers a waste of her time. She is very competitive and easily bored, as well as the fact that she can be horribly ill tempered which is when you need to start running unless you are physically strong enough to constrain her. But we will get to that latter.
Sam isn't anything feminine, and in fact is to tough for her own good when it comes to some people. She is too tough for any guy to think of h romantically and she is way to tough to become friends with any girls without unintentionally saying something that may or may not offend them. This is also a problem as Sam carries a bit of a 'don't give a fuck' a attitude to life and will generally not bother to fix something if she does make a mistake. If she pisses someone off, she won't try to fix it and generally ignore them or continue to act like normal depending on the other person and this can make her seem like a bitch.

Now onto her worse personality... Ya, this girl has some good traits as long as you look a little deeper than most people do... Anyway, When someone pisses same off, which is stupidly easy, then you might want to run because as soon as her 'Psycho Bitch' personality come out, there is a guarantee that the guns will soon follow and no one will be getting out of their alive. It's safe to assume she becomes quite trigger happy and has no problem killing off people, almost experiencing maniacal glee in killing someone off. She also seems to hold no remorse or mercy when it comes to her enemies, not that she has many seeing as most of them are probably dead by now...

But apart from all those bad points, Sam is generally a very relax and funny person who doesn't judge or care to much what you do as long as it doesn't affect her. She doesn't judge who you are by appearance or rumour and more often then not hangs with you because of your personality and nothing else. Sam values integrity, honesty and Loyalty above all else and it's safe to assume when she tells you something it's true, when you have gained her loyalty you won't be losing it soon, and that you can always be yourself around her as that's all she really wants, to be able to be herself and see others be themselves without the worries of social judgement. So despite what she may seem like at first, if you choose to look a little deep, you would truly find a good friend for life.

What you see is what you get with same and that's all there is to it, though some people are often to blind and judgemental to realise that all those 'negative' traits she has are really just something great that is waiting to be seen.

♔ Likes ♔
+ Guns
+ Explosions
+ Fighting
+ Killing
+ Drinking
+ Messing with people
+ Hanging with guys
+ Music
+ The great outdoors
+ Zombies
♔ Dislikes ♔:
- Girls
- Idiots
- Weaklings
- Being Judged
- Titans
- Silence
- Rain
- Posers
- Pretending
- Her past

♔ Talents ♔
> Shooting
> Hand to hand combat
> Grenades
> Swearing
> Drinking
♔ Flaws ♔
~ Insensitive
~ Psychopath
~ Violent
~ Oblivious
~ Brutally Honest

♔ Fears♔
! Loneliness
! The Dark
! Fire
♔Secrets ♔
? extremely Ticklish
? She can't swim
? hates being alone

♔ Quirks♔
# Extremely Ticklish
# Always has Gum
# Always has a gun
♔ Habits♔
= Chewing on her cheek
when she's nervous
= Playing with her hair

Image♔Bio ♔
"You want to know about my past, huh? Well to bad, to sad. Everyone has secrets and I am no exception so bug off... What? You still here? Let's just say there are reasons why my brain decided to go and fuck itself and it wasn't those giant freakazodes that cause most people mental problems in this day and age. Oh no, trust me, you don't want to hear my back story. I seen things a child should never see and I have fought for my life long before those man eaters showed up. Don't make that face! You think I care about my past? I'm a bit of a crazy killer now but hay ho, what ya gonna do.
Shit happened and I joined the army to get away from it. The army. That says enough right.
Now leave me the fuck alone before I blow ya head off."


So begins...

Sam Gunner's Story

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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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Sam sat atop the roof of the barracks where the younger children wearing soldiers armour waited for death, or as close to it there was in their minds. The Titans were approaching at their usual pace, some swaying off track as the caught a movement, decided to scavenge through a ruin in hopes of finding a lost human morsel. It was funny, no matter how many times she saw them, Sam could never draw that paralysing fear that others experienced when they lay their eyes upon the man eating giants. Sure, there were things that could still make her freeze, a battle hardened, psychopathic soldier, freeze in her tracks and beg for mercy, but those giants weren't one of them.

Now there's a thought, the titans almost reminded her of the story 'jack and the beanstalk'... Maybe that's why she always thought of them as giants and not titans.
"I wonder where the beanstalk is...", she trailed off quietly to herself.

It would be interesting, watching theses newbies fight for their lives, seeing as most of them had already given up if the screaming and crying was anything to go by. Coming to think of it, there's not real surprise that the titans are coming this way with so much noise going on.

Breathing a small sigh, she leap off the ledge she was sat upon and landed with a full thud against the compact dirt, the door that protected the barracks behind her. Light spilled out from beneath the door as well as the noise of the new recruits. Sam sometimes forgot that most of those recruits were still in there teenage years, the time when their biggest concern should be their hormones. But it was easy to forget seeing as she had never had that time and therefore didn't know what it was like to be completely carefree.

Glancing once more at the approaching Titans, she entered the barracks, giving all it's occupants a once over. Some looked able while others looked a mess... And she didn't want any of those idiots on the battle field while those capable tried to do their job. Growling as a particularly loud cry came from a girl, followed by the shaking of the barracks, she kicked over a barrel of DDMG blades, which loudly clattered to the floor and drew the attention of the barracks occupants.

Glaring, Sam spoke straight at the snivelling girl, who stared back wide eyes. "Would ya shut up! Snivelling and crying ain't gonna help you when your out there killing titans. Actually, if you are currently snivelling that probably means you will be one of the first dead. Take my advice love, stop crying to ya mama Ta save ya and start sharpening your blades, because it ain't ya mama or ya god that will save ya out there when facing off one of those grinning giants, it'll be the weapon you hold in your hand." and with that, Sam turned around and took a seat, legs crossed and head leaned back as her eyes closed, feeling the gentle vibrations from the distant footsteps of the giants. They would be here soon, people needed to start partnering up... Speaking of partnering up...

"Garen, where are ya?", she muttered quietly to herself, eyes still closed and breath stilled as she began to count the number of vibrations that made their way through the barracks, the number of footsteps the titans were closer to their location.

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Garen recalled when he first felt this trembling, back before he knew how to handle a Titan. The chill that went up his spine as each step vibrated the entire area around it, causing things to fall off shelves and break on the ground. Way back when, when he was so defenseless, this terrified him and he was glued to the spot he was standing. He was always so lucky to have someone watch his back in the past, it had saved him time and time again. He would not be here today if he hadn't someone to watch over him long ago.

But it wouldn't be the same now.

More or less, relying on his allies would be a mistake. It was not that he was some lone-wolf kind of person, but he knew that depending solely on someone else's skills to keep yourself alive was a flaw that would find you in a Titan's stomach before too long. And since he had more than enough experience dealing with these things, well, he would probably not need to worry about himself, so long as he kept a cool head and didn't do anything rash, which he did not see himself doing in the first place. Basically, he was confident that his skills that had gotten him to the top of his own class were enough so that he could keep himself alive unless the numbers became so overwhelming that everybody else died. This was most certainly a plausible result when dealing with the Titans, but it was a certainty, so he felt confident of his chances of survival.


...Or maybe he would have felt confident about surviving if a certain.... lets say 'variable' did not come into play when it came to his partner. Bluntly put, his partner was fucking crazy. And she wasn't a nice kind of a crazy either. From the yelling he heard inside of the barracks from his position against the wall outside of said barracks, he could hear each and every syllable as the woman ranted on towards whomever had caught her attention. If he used his super-detective skills and tried to figure out what had happened, he could deduce that perhaps someone was a bit terrified of the oncoming horde of Titans, and that had set Sam off. While Garen might not have the kindest opinion of people who were still visibly terrified at this stage of the game, he wasn't likely to go off on them like Sam was, unless they were perhaps in the middle of fighting Titans and it threatened to cause harm to someone's life. But.... oh well. In all honesty, this crazy woman did share some traits with a certain deceased girlfriend, so it wasn't like Garen particularly disliked her. Just....

Sometimes you weren't sure if she was going to snap. Meh.

Garen took the moment of silence that followed to step into the barracks. Upon glancing around, he noticed some of the blades for the 3DMG laying on the ground, presumably the cause of the crash he had heard earlier. Among that was also the form of a woman who was no longer crying, but simply just... queit. And then finally was his partner, kicking back and relaxing almost as though nothing had happened.

Just another day.

"We're not even out fighting Titans yet." Garen remarked as he took his seat across from Sam, his eyes on her, of course. "You know, it's not healthy for a young woman to get angry all the time. It'd do wonders for your skin, so I've heard. And that'd do wonders for you love life! I mean, right now, I think the only guys that want to eat you are those big guys outside." he continued. "Although I'm not entirely sure on your tastes, I'd think that rather unpreferable to most, no?"

In hindsight, Garen realized he might be just as excited as her to go kill something. Judging on the increasingly violent vibrations, they wouldn't have to wait too long.

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Sam opened one eye when she felt someone sit down across from her, grinning lazily at his comments before righting herself and giving him her full attention. "Oh there ya are, I was wonderin what ya been up ya.", She (not so subtly) gave him the once over and smiled coyly at him and moving over so that she brushed up ever so lightly against him, her lips resting against his ear as she whispered softly.

"So Garen,", her voice became slightly huskier as she said his name and a shiver passed through her body, "Remind me why you are so concerned about my love life? Maybe you're right, we should fix it.", she paused for a moment, before blowing ever so slightly against his ear and running her hands up his leg suggestively.

The next second she had pulled back and was leaning back against the wall in the same position she had been when he had first arrived though this time her eyes were open and filled with amusement. "Thanks for the suggestion baby cakes but I don't think I need no help, I can be pretty... Persuasive when I want to be.". She laughed, her whole being completely relaxed despite the situation. "Not that I would really want to be, considering most of these guys are to pussy to even hold a gun properly, let alone use a grenade correctly.", a brief flash of annoyance passing through her eyes and she looked round the room.

The atmospher in the room thickened and Sam glanced round to see that the 'Carl', who she had just baptised for whatever reason, was standing and ordering her and Garen, as well as others she would later dub like she did 'Carl'. Moving to get off the wall, she gave Garen one last teasing smile with a wink as she made her way to follow 'Carl', knowing that Garen would not eh far behind.

For the second time that day, Sam exited the barrack into the sunlight, blinking as she was temporality blinded before locking onto the figures in the distance that had gotten closer since she had been inside. For a brief second she could feel her eyes glaze off as she stared into the distance, an almost nostalgic smile taking over her face for a few brief seconds before it vanished and was replaced by her inner soldier.

Eyes hardened and her face turned stoic, turning round she met eyes with Garen, silently asking which he would prefer. To turn first or for her to turn first. It was common knowledge that 'titans' could only be killed one way, but Sam has disproved that when she had first been eaten and had set off a grenade in one of the suckers stomachs, blowing him to bits. Guns could also be used against the titan but they required more precision as they needed to enter the neck and cut through the nerve which was considered the titans major weak point.

Garen's broad sword would be more effective in taking out the titans weak point but it require lots of strength and time to get in a good swing, not something they had on the battle field. However, they had survived this once and there was no way in hell she was going to let them go down now.

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Character Portrait: Sam Gunner Character Portrait: Earl Derrik Godfrey Character Portrait: Maya Poveda Character Portrait: Hiro Maeda Character Portrait: Coraline Sylar Character Portrait: Elysia Llewellyn
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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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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: Hiro Maeda Character Portrait: Lyra d'Lune Character Portrait: Coraline Sylar Character Portrait: Cassidy "Cass" Lachmann Character Portrait: Nori Vasile Character Portrait: Elysia Llewellyn Character Portrait: Silvester Loritz
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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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“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.”, Sam growled slightly before grabbing Garen hand. "Ya transform, and I will kick the shit out of as many of these suckers as I can seeing as your so out of it.". She commented, eyes fixed on the giant figures ahead and waited until she felt the familiar hand of Karens great sword.

Sam wasn't specialised in swordsmanship and was mostly a marksman, but she had the strength to us the weapon to the best of her abilities, not to mention she had learnt how to use it effectively in battle quickly. It was time to move out and no matter how many or little people she had around her, she was not going to let her or Garen die today.

"So 'Sir'", she drew out the title, bringing the giant greatsword to rest upon her shoulders, head tilted to the side and an easy smirk on her lips as she looked at the general who was giving her a glare that would of killed her stone dead if it weren't for the fact she wasn't that easy to kill. "Got any plans we should be aware of or is it just free for all, m'cool either way.". She grinned again, the sound of a crashing building emphasising her point.

It was almost to funny watching the general. She had known him vaguely due to her work in the Survey Corps and has always found him to be as annoying as shit, often not keeping her opinion to herself.

Frowning slightly, her eyes sharpened as she remembered precisely why she had been placed with the top 20 trainees. Despite the fact of being one herself, she didn't often consider herself one due to her military training and the fact that she had worked with the Survey Corps before 'Graduating'. And it seemed that making enemies by snide remarks and questioning their masculinity when they had decided to make her start over again with the trainees.

"God, if ya weren't in charge round here I would of loved to shoot a bullet right through that fucked up brain of yours.", she growled out again, voice slightly lower as she was reminded of her situation and this bastards part in it.

He smirked slight, and turned to address the small group once again, setting SAMs death a grinding. "3 Squads have attracted the attention of 5 titans each and are in need of desperate assistance. 2 South East and 1 East. 6 of you will split up and help one of these group each while the rest push forward and try to drive as many of the Titans out. Am I Clear."

There was no real question at the end but Sam smirked, "Crystal, 'Sir". Moving swiftly, she pulled the triggers on her 3DMG which propelled her forward and she was flying towards the group in the east, Garen strapped across her back as she moved, not even bothering to glance back the the remaining pairs. Her mind was filled with the giants, and how she would soon be seeing their blood.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Sam Gunner Character Portrait: Earl Derrik Godfrey Character Portrait: Scar Bellerose Character Portrait: Seto Lancette Character Portrait: Garen Walkens Character Portrait: Hiro Maeda Character Portrait: Lyra d'Lune Character Portrait: Coraline Sylar Character Portrait: Cassidy "Cass" Lachmann Character Portrait: Nori Vasile Character Portrait: Elysia Llewellyn Character Portrait: Silvester Loritz
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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 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."