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3 yrs ago
Current Do what I do and write two novels and then have like 4 people read them B)
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3 yrs ago
We've got a certified "Bozo Down" today
3 yrs ago
Also why's everyone getting so pressed about writing perspectives like dude just go write a book lol
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3 yrs ago
Might want to pick it back up before I put it in my wallet
3 yrs ago
40k fans are like the "Can he beat Goku" guys of Science Fiction
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Literally 1984 by Jorjor Well

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Or it can just be Playboy magazines.

You never know.


Sounds more realistic
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What if in thou said box was a rendition of Grant dancing to the full Muse discography?

Personally...I would really like to see that.
Grant is just some guy who is sort of there. PTSD doesn't happen to people who aren't important like him!
****~~~~I want to quit my job~~~~****


Do what I did.

Kill everyone who works there. It's one way to quit.
Grant Hyral

Wall Maria - Shiganshina District


The two continued on their trip further down the line of citizens words clashing with the wounded. Every second he began to grow more and more sick of what was said, but it didn't mean he could do anything about it. Mateo would speak of the times he had to return to such abuse, but he seemed to not pay attention to it. Sometimes, during their trip around the walls, he used to speak of how he sometimes found it humorous, something fun to poke at. He recited the words in his mind. Some people seem to get more and more abusive as the days go by. But that's fine; I just remind myself I'm not the one with a career in cleaning sewers. Sure, it contradicted the idea of fighting for humanity if he showed little respect to them, but all the tales he told of those he fought alongside ensured that Mateo was in fact fighting for the people who suffered the most out of it.

Well, that was when he was in service at the time. Since this trip, Mateo had been a good uncle to Grant. The two shared a lot of banter with one another, even with Grant still being a child. Even since Luca had come into the picture and become the third-wheel of the family connection, they were still close. As for Luca, Grant and him had a sort of 'Love-hate' relationship. Sure, Luca and him were great friends, but he was one annoying kid.

Suddenly, as if he were hit by a cannonball, his body and insides seemed to jolt around and thump loudly. It snapped him out of his trance, a small ache suddenly hitting his arm and back. What was this pain? Why had it happened so quickly? But before an endless wave of thoughts and questions over-flowed him once more, he hardly had to scrutinize the surroundings to see what was going on. The world seemed to be vertical...Well, at least from his perspective. It could only mean one thing. He was lying on the ground.

Grant shot his head up quickly, a small pain still stuck in his right arm. To his left, Rhys clopped over to him and exhaled onto his face. To his front, Luca remained on his stallion, laughing his head clean off like some lunatic going on a killing spree. And to his right, stood a few people staring at him. It was certainly an embarrassing moment. Grant was praised for having a natural talent of riding horses and keeping a great posture on them. But during his trance, he must've slipped off without realising it. He had to think quickly, in order to maintain his dignity, which at this point had mostly shattered into small fragments that were impossible to pick up.

"Uhh...I...uhm..." He trailed off. For once, he could not deliver a joke. Whether he was focusing too much on his arm hurting or he was far too embarrassed, no words came out of his mouth. He slowly got to his feet, and began to saddle back up. He quietly, with Luca still cackling behind him, continued to ride onwards.

The two kept moving onwards, until they reached a small opening. It wasn't much, there were a couple of children a few metres or so away that were snacking away on food of some sorts, but Grant wasn't hungry enough to approach them. They were to be in this district for a little while longer, before they'd have to head outside the walls and stick to its circumference once more, making their way back to Grant's home town, providing the family hadn't starved yet. Come to think of it, Grant hadn't heard about any of his family in the duration of his departure. It worried him slightly, but then again, how easy is it to deliver letters to someone who keeps moving?

Grant had seen quite a bit outside of the walls. Apparently Mateo was a good enough carer to accompany him outside of what he presumed was the safety of his town. In fact, during their entire tour, he hadn't seen nor heard of any near Titan sightings. It used to keep him up at night, but it was coming to the point where even Luca himself doubted their existence. He was a conspiracy-maker at heart, always finding a way to question anyone who had any authority over him. He even had a theory that Mateo was a murderer. Didn't take long for the Uncle to find out and shove him off of his horse.

The two remained sat on their horses, Luca still trying to recover from his laughing fit. It was still embarrassing for Grant, but now that they were away from the crowds and only around a few people their age that hadn't seen it allowed for him to take a breather.

"Mateo must have called you stupid at some point in your life? Especially if he'd have seen that, I know he would." Luca continued to guffaw at his friendly insults.

"If I was you, he'd call me that. But because I'm not you, I think he'd be a lot more caring about it than you are...Anyway...We'll just hang around here for about ten or twenty minutes...Give Rhys a chance to rest or something before we race off down the street again..."
@Legatus BellumNah, it's fine. Better than no post at all! I'll try my hardest to ensure this keeps running, but this isn't something that requires constant attention to maintain.
I'll make a post too, it's 4:30pm...First exam down...Twenty three to go.
Isiah looked around, seeing the men and women begin to flow off of their landing crafts. It was far more peaceful than it was one hour before, where Isiah stepped off of his. It was a hellish scene. Even for someone used to the environment, the fact that there was little he could do to fire back at the opposition. Some aimlessly fired in the general direction of the MG-Emplacements that the Wrea Federation had left to defend the coast, but they weren't any match. Isiah spent most of it sitting behind what was left of a tank trap, occasionally taking photos and darting between cover to ensure everyone was alright. He himself wouldn't have lasted much longer if it weren't for the Behemoth and the Sky-Navy. He didn't think anyone would have.

Slipping out of his trance, Isiah began to wander along the beaches. It reminded him of a familiar scene, one from another photographer's work. It captured the great coastal defense that the Navy made early into the war. The Gersan Forces weren't the first to attempt a beach assault, the only difference was that Isiah's side were the ones who actually managed to get on the beach. The entire Flagship for the Capital Navy partook in the defense, proving its worth and ability every second after the other. It was a glorious victory for the Gersa Coalition, but it hadn't gone unnoticed. Since then, only four major Naval battles occurred, three of those in fact were won by the Gersa Coalition. It was true what they said. They controlled the sea. The Federation controlled the sky. No one controlled the land. It was a bloody stalemate. That's why Isiah and the 65th were here. To make some kind of difference...It seemed impossible.

Isiah continued to plod heavily across the beach, his uniform already sandier than the newly-landed individuals. He moved up closely, spotting a smaller individual talking to the older few in the same division. They looked at him, and he listened in. 19, Officer's son...He'd heard that story a lot back on the Western Front. It was a story that stuck with him, seeing as most able bodies were like that. In fact, it was a specific man he remembered from training.

"Well, Michael..." He began to follow him once he lifted a box up. "Enjoy the boat trip? I sure as hell didn't enjoy mine...You probably had guessed that..."

The two continued to walk down the beach, Isiah helped directing him where he had to go. It was straightforward, but the constant flow of man, woman and machine being deployed on the beach made for a very difficult movement plan. They had to dart, in and out, past everything that was rolling towards the coastal wall of the hillside, where the Federation defenses were earlier. He clapped his hands together, and let his weapon fall into the support of its sling.

"Officer's son? Wow...I didn't know that. Would've thought you'd be in Officer Schools like Burlok by now...The conscription get to you first, or were you planning on sitting the war out? Either way...I think it's best if we get any man, woman or kid old enough to defend our lands...Providing the Feds don't kill them first. So...Where you from, again, Michael? Forgot during the trip here...Y'know...Spent most of the time sat behind cover being shot at only an hour ago. Hard to keep track."

@LetMeDoStuff well I can tell you right now that the Titan threat is looming over us rather closely. If you want, I can have Jade jump into your character during the mayhem.


That would be more acceptable. I don't wanna rush into anything too much. (Plus, there's a horse for you to 'Borrow')
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