[OOC] Attack On Titan: Flight of Freedom

[FoxFireOfDawn]

I ended up falling asleep....sorry. I think I'll be making a female character, to not overload this with males.... :/ I'll post my character i a bit :3

[Strawberry425]

@Chez
Yes I am still keeping tabs! I may yet end up changing my char's gender...but hopefully not?

@FoxFireOfDawn
That's not a problem! And thanks for letting me know your character gender :)

[Solace]

I kind of passed out as well. >_>
When I get home today, I'll resume my male person~

[ModernMedicinal]

Yay, now I don't feel nearly as bad about errors in my CS post due to exhaustion. Beginning to review and edit now however, so if you have yet to read it, you will not notice my mistakes.

Edit: Edited! hopefully its pretty acceptable now!

[Strawberry425]

Okay so Mod is pretty much accepted, but I've pm'ed him to get a few things cleared up.

As for my character, I've changed the male's name to Sven (well actually I'm still debating XD). Whenever I think of Axel, all I can see is Kingdom Hearts, which was not my intention XP I should be putting them up some time soon.

[YandereNoodle]

Name: Aurora Hertz (Formally, Baronetess Aurora von Frost)

Age: 15

Appearance: Aurora stands a mere one-and-six-tenths meters, that is five-feet-and-three-inches, from the tip of her head to the soles of her boots. She moves with an utterly bubbly jump to her step; her hair, which is shoulder-length and curls at the end, bounces as she moves. Her skin is fair, yet maintains a hint of a Mediterranean olive to it. Freckles are scattered across her cheeks on either side of her nose, upon which a thin pair of rectangular and wire-rimmed glasses rest; behind them lay deep emerald-green eyes. Her brow rests high on her face, making her eyes appear larger than average. Gracing either side of her face are ears whose size fits that of her head, simply average. Her bust is small, there being nearly two inches, i.e. five centimeters, difference in her bust-to-chest measurements ; they are severely underplayed by the loose-fitting button-up shirt whose hue is a light pink. Donning her shoulders is the standard tan jacket which cuts off at the bottom of the bosom; on it is a patch bearing the Wings of Freedom, the Scout Regiment's iconic symbol. Draped back over her shoulders is the green cape, standard issue to members of the Scout Regiment, it too bears the Wings of Freedom across the back. Looping around both shoulders and crossing at the bust and waist, crossing over the pelvis, then looping twice around the thighs and down the leg are the straps of the harness for use with Omni-Directional Mobilty gear. Draped from the hips to the middle thigh are the brown skirts of the uniform, underneath which are a pair of light-grey trousers which reach down to be upstaged by a tall pair of dark leather boots. On the eve of a mission she sits atop a light-brown speckled horse whose name is Adelaide, holding onto the reigns and the regulators for her ODM gear at the same time; hung from her waist on either side are sheathes for her blades which shine brilliantly against the sunlight. She pulls her hair back in the front with a white bandana, knotted firmly in the back. Her smile at this moment is almost unnatural, one simply can not help but feel comforted by it.

Personality: Aurora is an almost unnatural optimist, counting her blessings always she excels at finding the good in a situation, not to say she doesn't have her spells of angst. She has a kind, motherly heart inherited from her final years at the orphanage taking care of the refugee children. At times she is best described as spacey, with a short attention span she is prone to day-dreaming and her analytical skills are less than average. Not just outwardly, but inwardly as well, her optimism isn't simply a façade, but rather her entire world-view. During studies, she's of fairly average intellect but due to her child-like philosophies and general spaciness she's often portrayed as an airhead. Aurora enjoys, above all other parts of her job, simply sailing through the skies with ODM gear; the feeling of moving through the air effortlessly brings her immense joy and she can often be heard exclaiming her joy as she slices through the air. Strangely enough, the idea of the death of her friends and comrades doesn't strike her as upsetting, quite the opposite, even as she watches as comrades are cremated after a battle she has a smile on her face and her tears fall not out of giref but out of happiness in the idea that she'll reunite with them one day.

History: Fifteen years ago a young girl, not yet in her teens, worked as a maid for a minor noble, Baron von Frost, whose residence was in the western countryside between walls Sina and Rose. The noble's wife had recently passed and the noble's heart was aching, as the girl brought him sweets to feel better he looked at her with longing eyes. In the middle of the night, he called on her to his bedchambers and ambushed her, conceiving a child by her. The bastard child was named Aurora and taken on by the noble who had the mother executed in secrecy. The child was reared as a young lady until the age of six when a disgruntled servant of the noble let the rape and death of the young maid slip at a dinner party hosted at the manor. He was taken into custody by members of the Military Police and arrested. Later, of course, he posted 'bail' and returned to life at his manor. Aurora, however, was relocated to an orphanage in Mitras, as she grew her memories of noble life grew foggier and foggier until all she knew was her happy quiet life in the orphanage. Wall Maria broke when Aurora was five years old, she barely remembers a time when the threat of titans wasn't a pressing matter, as such she left to join up with the 108th Trainees when she was eleven; pressed by the tales of the older refugee children in the orphanage before they too left to join the Trainees, she bids adieu to the matron alongside many other children whose hearts were turned by tales of brutality and the threat against humanity. Unbeknownst to her to this day, a year after her leaving the orphanage was destroyed and the residents were crushed during the fight between the Female Titan and Eren. Training went by fairly uneventfully, utter average in just about everything, though perhaps slightly below average when it came to tasks that required great concentration. When the announcement of the rankings came Aurora was sixty-eighth on the list, yet she still joins up with the Scout Regiment whose survival rate is lower than low and whose numbers have swelled since the advent of the Titan-Shifters.

Offensive Skill: 7/10
Defensive Skill: 4/10
Strategic Skill: 4/10
Teamwork: 10/10

Weaknesses: Aurora tends to be naïve, often being tricked into unpleasant situations which she would have perceived as being innocent or safe. She has nearly fallen into the arms of one-too-many potential human-traffickers, child molesters, and other things that stalk the night. She also has a short attention span, often falling short on cuts during training for being distracted by butterflies fluttering by or something similar.

Skills Unique to Your Character: Living in the orphanage and having many of the children leave at the age of eleven left Aurora plenty of time to work the kitchen, as such, she knows plenty of practical ways to prepare delicious food from simple ingredients and is an accomplished cook.

[Strawberry425]

(Note: Finishing up my history for both twins and figuring out a description for Sven's Titan form.)

Name: Sven Vogel

Age: 15

Appearance: Sven stands at 6’2”. His slim figure is only leanly muscled, just beginning to develop into its future potential. His face is angular, with a slim jaw line, thin lips, and curved, somewhat thick but neat, eyebrows. His russet brown hair is cropped down this his scalp, with only a shiny sheen for proof that he does in fact have hair. His eyes are a true gray color and stand out on his smooth olive skin. When out of uniform, Sven can be seen in a rugged brown shirt, with dark brown trouser. As such, to look more…groomed…he most often wears his uniform, a white cotton, button-up shirt, with the cropped jacked of the Survey Corps (previously the Trainee Squad), white trousers, and his knee high dark leather boots. While Sven can appear deathly serious at times, when he is relaxed, his face dons an amiable expression that invite people to his presence.

Personality: Sven is friendly in a way. Out of battle, he is often relaxed and open, easy to approach and talk too. However, serious situations often call for a serious façade, and those are the times when Sven is most likely to change his demeanor. Sven appreciates the little things in life and tries to appear more optimistic, if not for himself or his friend, for his arrogant sister. His one biggest fault is his anger, which is prone to exploding if provoked enough. Sven is also very passionate, though he may seem more goofy and foolhardy at first look. His serious side is often severely serious, as he becomes deadly silent, taking a complete turn from his usual self; and yet during these times he can still be heard making goofy quips, breaking this morbid personality, and make for a strange, almost split personality type of facade. This is most confusing to his comrades; many of them think he has developed a disorder or a coping mechanism of sorts from mental pressure and the passing away of his father. Sven doesn’t seem to notice the change, though his sister has prompted him many times to be aware of the way he acts when things get dangerous.

History: Sven's history is not one completely different from the common civilian. Up until age seven, Sven had lived a relatively normal life. Or at least as normal as the life of a child living in the Wall's gets. Specifically Wall Rose. His twin sister Beatrix was his only sibling from his mother, Charlotte, and his biological father, Chase, and with good reason. While his father served in the Garrison, the family could only support the four of them, and therefore, his parents withheld from having any further children. Like many children, it was the Titan's attack on Wall Maria that changed the dynamic of the Vogel family. Sven's father died that day, in the most commonly, unheroic fashion possible. He had died eaten by a Titan, remains not found. That changed both Sven and Beatrix. Sven became determined to succeed where his father had failed and avenge him, and Beatrix became determined to escape her father's faith, make a better life for herself. This resulted in both twins enrolling into the Military Trainee Squad, much to their mother's disdain. There's a part of Sven's life that he can't remember; fuzzy memories that float in and out of his head. But he's unsure of what they mean and tries hard to forget about them. Sven has grown since his entrance into the Trainee Military, and ranked number six from the top ten. Since they've left, his mother has remarried a butcher and given birth to a younger half brother, Axel, age 8, and a half sister Diane, age 6.

Offensive Skill: 8/10
Defensive Skill: 4/10
Strategic Skill: 6/10
Teamwork: 10/10

Weaknesses: Sven is prone to diving headfirst into the battle. While his strategic skill helps to balance out his headstrong approach to fighting, his low defensive skill is often a hinders him and place his life in danger. Even worse, his serious battle attitude makes him likely to disregard orders if he feels his way is the better. In part it is also his compassion for human life that controls him; he doesn't believe in leaving comrades behind, and doesn't believe in taking innocent lives for personal gain. However, he is not above gutting those he perceives as evil, a fault that can cause problems in the future when it comes to finding out information.

Skills Unique to Your Character: Sven is a people magnet, and a strong tie to have, especially when put with a team that does not work well together. He will force himself to get along with others, even those he has an aversion too. Sven's other less battle worthy skills are his affinity for animals and his skill for making fast friends.

Titan: Yes.

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Name: Beatrix “Erika” Vogel (Only called Beatrix by Sven; is known as Erika by everyone else.)

Age: 15

Appearance: Beatrix, or as she prefers, Erika, is a complete change from her fraternal twin brother. Her blonde hair is streaked with natural blends of brown and her eyes are dark brown and unreadable. She has high cheek bones, and, like her brother, a slim jawline; yet somehow her face is rounder and more feminine. Erika has a sharp, but small, nose, and thin arching eyebrows. Her lips are another feature that is similar to her brother's; thin like his. Her hair is often tied in a messy bun and pushed out of in front of her face. Her eyes, which are dark, can seem unnaturally perceptive and unsettling, and it is not common for people to shy away from Erika. She stands at 5'6", and is slim but shapely. She's got a pretty face, but her 'leave-me-alone' attitude often doesn't garner many suitors. Since graduating, she can often been seen in Wall Sina sauntering around in her Military Police jacket.

Personality: Erika is not afraid to speak up and speak out against what she thinks is stupid. :That does not, however, mean she is always right. Erika only fights for her beliefs and in a way, is selfish, often not thinking of others, even her brother who is constantly looking out for her. Where her brother is bitterly upset over her father's death, Erika is shamelessly embarrassed, often claiming that if her father had, had an inkling of skill in his pinky finger he would have escaped with his life. Really, she is just as upset at her father's death as her brother is, but has found a different and worse way of dealing with it. Erika can often appear heartless and just out right mean. If it wasn't for her brother, she would likely be avoided. There are few people brave enough to bare her brunt manner of speech, but those who do are often rewarded with seeing a, sometimes, more jovial Erika. Not "hahah" jovial, but smile cracking jovial. Before her father's death, Erika was a much happier girl. Many things have changed for her.

History: Her history is the same Sven, with minor changes. Unlike Sven, who seems to find his purpose in being compassionate and helping others for the greater good, Erika is all about looking out for herself. Her raw skill has only benefited her, and, ranking number one out of the top ten, she has gone on to be a part of the Military Police Brigade.

Offensive Skill: 10/10
Defensive Skill: 9/10
Strategic Skill: 5/10
Teamwork: 2/10

Weaknesses: Erika's weakness is fairly obvious. Her lack of willingness to work with others can put her at the mercy of trouble, especially when she goes off by herself. Her arrogance and superiority complex can often cause her a fight, as, regardless of skill, everyone is prone to making mistakes, herself included. Erika does not think with her brain; only her instinct, going in for the kill, rather than waiting for the optimal moment. This is different from her brother, who often has a dive in attitude, but remains levelheaded and strategies.

Skills Unique to Your Character: Brooding.

[Strawberry425]

Yandere you forgot personality for your character. Everything else is great though! As soon as you add personality she's accepted.

[YandereNoodle]

Lol, somehow it got deleted while I was working >~<

[Bird]

.................I'm such a total slacker. I had an idea for my character, but then I decided I didn't like him, so I'm starting over.
My CSs aren't always great. I usually end up editing them as the story moves on, cause I have a hard time developing without actually playing them. But I will try.

[Strawberry425]

@Yandere
Accepted!

@Bird
np take your time. You can always change your CS in the future if you feel something is off, so don't worry about it.

[YandereNoodle]

Yay~ :D

[Strawberry425]

:D

So I just updated the front page with all the characters we have so far and am eagerly awaiting everyone else's ^.^

[Lance Corporal Levi]

Oh, also, say hello to the NPC account :p

Will be updating front page with NPCs soon.

[FoxFireOfDawn]

I just finished it......and then I accidentally refreshed the page........FAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! Great......I'll post it when I've got everything down.....

[Chezka]

Name: Jemma Lovelock

Age: 15

Appearance: Jemma's time as a trainee has given her a healthier physique. Her once nearly emaciated figure has become a bit fuller. At five feet two and just ninety-five pounds, she's still quite slim, but with her preference for speed, it works in her favor. Jemma has a rounded heart-shaped face with full cheeks and tapering chin, small and slightly full lips, and button nose that give her a slightly childish look. Her eyebrows are neatly trimmed, and her icy blue eyes are framed by thick and messy lashes. She's quite pale. Despite prolonged time under the sun, she can't seem to tan, even though she really wants to. Her ash blonde hair is unnecessarily long—she's aware of it—but sentimentality has been preventing her from cutting it. Memories of her mother happily brushing her hair always surface when she contemplates cutting it, and she just can't bring herself to do it. When on duty, she clips her bangs up so they don’t obstruct her view and ties her hair up in a messy ponytail. She also has a habit of putting it up on a bun when things get particularly intense or when she gets fired up. If not in her uniform, Jemma usually wears a knee-length skirt paired with a blouse and low cut boots. She also lets her hair down or braids it.

Personality: Sprightly and good-humored, Jemma takes on the world like she has nary a concern. She has this playfulness about her that almost seems out of place with the current times. Very little perturbs her. She can get behind anything, even (or especially) the most bizarre of ideas or exploits. If it's fun, she's in. Breaking the rules for the sake of the greater good, or what she thinks is the greater good, doesn't bother her at all. She thinks it's even necessary sometimes, as long as it results in something better for humanity. Despite her apparent lack of concerns, she is not an optimist by any means. It's not like she thinks everything is fine as it is. No, Jemma knows dying is as likely to happen as anything else, and that is precisely why she makes the most of every day. Her mother has taught her that life is precious, and one mustn’t waste the time given to them. True to this, she's constantly on the move, doing whatever she can to help others or better herself. Her devil-may-care attitude also stems from her acceptance of their fate. She hasn't resigned to the thought of dying in the hands of a Titan—hell no—but she believes cowering in fear of them is useless. The reason she joined the Survey Corps in a heartbeat is because they have the chance to make a difference, and that's what she wants to do more than anything.

On a slightly different note, Jemma is surprisingly easily flustered when it comes to more personal matters. She has no trouble speaking her mind, she may even be a little too straightforward at times, but she doesn't know how to react when she is sincerely regarded. Joking around and playfully showing affections with others is fine. Any crying or genuine display of affections makes her panic. She is especially horrible at dealing with compliments or praises in particular, and cannot talk about her mother without being reduced into a mess.

History: Up until she enlisted as a trainee, it had always been Jemma and her mother. She's sure she had a father at some point, but he left them before she could start remembering things, so he's just a faceless figure to her. One that is unworthy of ever having received her mother's love. They lived in a small south-western district in Wall Maria, only a short distance away from Shiganshina. After the breach, not much of the town remained intact. She and her mother barely survived. Their house had collapsed, and they were buried under rubble, but her mother squirmed her way toward her and managed to pull the two of them out. They were then rescued by a pair of elderly men, both retired members of the Garrison, who gave them quick first aid treatments and honorably carried them all the way to where the ships were evacuating citizens. Jemma watched as the two men go back to find more survivors, only to get crushed by a large boulder that was hurled right where they were going.

After she and her mother migrated to Trost, their living conditions became gradually worse. The injuries her mother received from the breach had made her weak and ill, and it was evident that she wasn't going to get better. Jemma did whatever she could to make her mother comfortable and healthier, even furtively giving her most of her ration of food, but she made very little difference. Her mother would pass on not long after, and for a while, Jemma was utterly broken. She ate even less than usual and stopped speaking, could even feel herself withering away, but didn't care at all. Death had seemed like a better alternative at the time. It wasn't until a man approached her—one that she would later on figure out was a human trafficker—that she snapped out of her debilitating grief. He had pulled her by her hair, and that triggered memories of her mother. No matter how ill she had been, her mother never stopped doing what she was still able to do. She still smiled and lived her short life to its fullest. Suddenly empowered, she screamed as loud as she could and wildly bit down on the man's arm, refusing to let go even as blood filled her mouth. Before long, some nearby guards came to her rescue and arrested the man. That was the day she enrolled into the Military Trainee Squad. From then on, she refused to let herself wallow in grief and started moving forward. She worked hard to improve herself and despite her occasional mischievous stunts that got her punished endlessly, she was able to breach into the top ten, earning the seventh spot.

Offensive Skill: 9/10
Defensive Skill: 3/10
Strategic Skill: 8/10
Teamwork: 6/10

Weaknesses: Jemma is small and skinny. Even with her training, she isn't nearly as strong as the other trainees—she'd be hard-pressed to win an arm-wrestling contest, for instance. She also has very aggressive and reckless inclinations in battles, sometimes bordering on idiotically risky. While her instincts and quick thinking help her ingeniously maneuver around an opponent, she also frequently leaves herself open to attacks to get to the best vantage point. Memories of her mother are also dangerous. If she's lucky, being reminded of her mother would empower her like it did before. It's more likely, however, that she will suffer from a panic attack. It's been years since her mother's passing and she has been actively trying not to think about missing her. She worries that she'll somehow revert to the broken girl if she does.

Skills Unique to Your Character: Agility. Jemma is quick, mentally and physically. She uses her light frame to her advantage and has excellent control over her 3DMG, allowing to move strategically about in a battle. Although she usually acts on instinct, she can also process information fast, so she never hesitates over her decisions. Out of battle, Jemma's a pretty good tension reliever. She can be unintentionally rude and all, but she has an infectious smile and laugh that help lighten up the mood.

[YandereNoodle]

Ill probably write up a second one... eventually...

[Strawberry425]

@Fox
That sucks DX Don't worry I know the feeling...it's happened to me before...ugh...don't worry about. Take your time.

@Chez
Accepted!

@Yandere
If you want to, that's fine by me.

EDIT: OK Jemma's been added to the front page!

[Strawberry425]

I just wanted to know what everyone thinks about this...for a long time I was thinking we would rp right before they join the Survey Corps. The day before graduating, just like the beginning of the anime. Just during the breach of their year to add some atmosphere and show character development from before and after witnessing Eren!Titan resurface for the first time in three years to once again save the walls. Is everyone all right with this?

[YandereNoodle]

...whut?