Kuro

A Worldbuilding Exercise [Private]

@LordVoldemort Tagging you in here as a reminder, I know you've got IRL shit but just wanted to give you a nudge

Men vs. Women Race to 1000: Version 2.0

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Post a random fact about yourself.

It's official, this virus is made to kill us all.

@Majoras End

Isn't that what viruses... do? lol

thank u 4 the fun rpgd

@Todd Howard i see u raddum

Ask the Person Below You a Question v2

Tennis shoes, jeans (or sweats, can't be arsed cuz corona), t-shirt, and a jacket/hoodie. Been repping this style since middle school.

Since someone mentioned tea earlier, what's your favorite tea? If you don't have one (or don't drink tea), I guess you can change it up with coffee or whatever.

(Video) Games of Social Distancing

Might find better luck at responses by asking it in here, @Roland.

~ Attack on Titan: The Western Siege ~ [OPEN]

@Hero

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~ Attack on Titan: The Western Siege ~ [OPEN]

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What chaos language do I see?

@LetMeDoStuff

L̴̨̛̲̠̬͙̱̝̳̭̭̥͔̬̼͎̘̓̀̉́̋̒́́̂̍̕͠ǫ̵̛̫̝͙̝̈́̊͊̑̈́̓̈́͗̒͠r̸̨̗͈̘̦̻͉̠̚͠e̵̖̣̱̮̺̭͈͍̲̲̠̒͝ͅm̶̧͍̝͓͓̭̟̥͔̩̺̥̪̣̑͜͜ ̷̨̡̢̭͙͚̱͕̥̖͂̅̌̆́͌͋͠ͅI̵̡̝̯̺͉̞̹̥͔̯̰͙̺̱͂ͅp̵͕̭͙̦̰̼̬̤̝̪̈́͋̿͒̑͌̏̎̌͘͠ͅs̸͈͔̝̀̓̒͂̔͜ú̸̢͚̠͓͉̮̩̜̙̹̅́͌̈́́͆̈ͅͅḿ̵̡͚͈͈̫̈͌̽̐̇̒̉̄͒̌͊̅͝,̸̧̛̖̘̯̩̼̲͕̻̱̖̤̺̙̞͍̲̃ ̷̢̛̜̭̳͚̝͖͕͉͉̖̝͕̈̏̒̍̈́̃̈́͝m̵̖͋̋́̽̈͛̽̀̽̊̈̓͆̑̎̕ŷ̸̙̬͆̽̈́̿̆̐̊̑͌͘͝ ̵̫̠̜̖̪̀̾̈́̍͑̚̕͠͠g̷̢̡̧̲̙̺̯͚͔̻͎̍̀̎̾͌́̑̈́̌̄͋̚͜͜u̴̡̙̱͇̲͕̯͑̾̒̈͝y̶͕̗̋̄͜͠.̸͔̙̝̬͔̤͚̥̼͎͚͍̭̹̳͑̋͑̅̊͆̽̅̅̈̽̂̅ ̸̡̢̲͕͓͍̺͇͍̦̹͍̭̣̤̃̒̃̊̏͋̂̾̚͘͝ͅI̵̡̛͙̰̱͙̻̩͇̍̓́̈́͊̿̅̌̅̀͗̕̕͝t̵̘̙̥̐̇̑̇͠'̴̡̞̗͍̻̪͔͇͍̮̤̖̗̮̭̏̄͋̒̋̔̀̎̕̕͜͠ͅś̵͙̘̼̠̎̿ ̴̧̛͇̮͚̗̯̜͍̈́̊̔͛̎́̎͜͝͝a̴̡͔̘̯͇̠̬̘̞̙͊́̀̀̕̚ ̸͓̱̳͖̹̖̦̍͂̾̂͑͑̇p̶̺͖̞̮͕͚̣͖̻̖̈̒̇͝l̴̨̨͖͉͉͎͙͇̲̱̦̜̊͛̀͒̔̄̌͂̄̌͊͠͝ͅa̶͎͙̤͍̩̠͈̳̮͕̻͎̺̪̲̅͛̐̆̆c̶̨̱̩̣̖̪̱͈̃́̈́̊̌̋̅̉́́͑̂̕̕ẻ̵̡̡̧͚̬̩̻̍͝h̸̛̘̲̩̱̰̱̠͛̀̾̃͛͌̐́̄̓͛̍o̶̧̢͓͙̗̣͙̝͕̥͇̳͓̳̗̼̹͐̏̋̆̀́͐̓̏͆̇̈́l̶̨̺̞͖̜̍͂̿̄͐̓̑͠ḓ̶̨̠̤̳̮͉͙̉͋̀̾̊̈́̅͑͝͠͠e̶̡̢̙̞̤̺̬͖̖̥̰̒̊̈̾̀̇̀͑̀̾͒̑͆r̶̜̓̽ ̵̡̢̱͉̟̖͓̫̗͈̫̠͚̣̪̜͑̄̐͒̂̀̏͂͌̅̄́̍̕͝ͅt̴̟̦̱̥͕͆͒̈́͜ḙ̸̛̥̳̻͇͙̠̲̰͚͔̰̠͉̫͍̃̌̈́̍́͗͗͗̊͗̇͑̚͝x̷̳̝͋͌̈́̾́͆̏̕̚͘t̶͔͙̃͑ͅ ̸̧̧̞̜̝̯̤̹̺͚͎̫̱̟̃̒̆͒͗͛̌ẗ̴̙͍̺̭̫̗̳̭̞̻́̄̈́͌͂̈́̋̂̿͂͜͠͝ͅö̷͙̖̠͓̳̙̲͍̲͚̎̀̒͛̌͊̐ ̸̰̙͙͖͉̳̘͖̾͒̅̓̋̿̓̈̈́̑ͅf̸̲̰̜̰̱̝̣̺͔̖̦̿͛̽̈́́̈̓̏̑̂͋͋̃ͅi̵͙̲͉̤̮͕̹̠̹͗̾ͅͅt̴̛͔́͊̈́̊̍̓͊̈́̽̍͊̊̂̌̾̚ ̷̢̦̀̑͛̏̈́̿̓̓̌̔͊p̷̩̗̈́̅̀͂͌̈́̅̈́̏̐̚͝o̸̡͙͉̹̭̱̳̮̰̫̿͆͊̇͋͛̽̋͆͒̅͠ͅs̸̰̩̩̊̔͑̓̾͌̅̚̚͝t̸̼̠̦̝̰̹͎͎̦̺̋͂̌͌̃̆́̍͜ ̶͙̹̱̩̹̩̝͉̹͓̝́́̌́̓̔̉͝ͅm̴̢̢͔̗̱̱̞͓͛͂͜a̷̱̯̠̫̪͈̳͚͈̮̫̗͋̃̓͜͜͝ŗ̸͔̲̩̦͇͓̀̆̄̃̈́͐͝g̶̢̠̘̳̈́̅̀ǐ̶̛͚̲̤̙͎̗̂̅͌̆̆͝n̸̞̬̰͎̳͓͎͔͇͖̬̞̪͔̺̬̱̈̌̽̿s̵̡̖̘͎̮͖̖̻̞̹̥͉͂ͅ ̵̧̠͕̼̰̙̤͉̠̩̠̰̼̯̱̞̒̇̏̀́̊̒̉͐̃̈́̿́̈́͗͒̕͜ţ̸͎̩͙̝̦̠̜͐̓́̈́̋͒̄͑͛͌͐̈̊ͅỏ̵̢̟̯̪̹̣̮̣̭̲͍̹̩͆̈́̽̓̚ͅ ̷̛͖͓̤̳̟̦̲̀̐̎̿͊͆̍̋̔͠ͅą̶̡̧͕̟̝͚͙̠̳͖̟͍͖́̎̏̓̍̓̾̔͘͠p̵̩̻̩͚͎̈́̍̀̋̈́́̈̔̓p̶̩̙̫͔̪͇̄̀̏͋̉͊͛͒̓̐̆͛̉̈́͘̚͝ę̶̧̢̧̛̟̣̭̖̟̮̰̠̫̠̱̄̾̄̆̄́̏͘͜ͅa̸̧̼̺͓̫̩̦̻̞͊̔͜r̶̡̰̱̪̫͓͕͔͖̭̼̤̫̋̊̈́̿͊̐̔̓̃̒̎̄͐̓̿̃̄͜ ̷̨̛̟̬̲̦̞̈́̍̄͒͘̕͜á̸̱͈͊̍̔͐̆̄̈́͂s̶̼͍̪̼̞̲̫͚̝͆̈͗ͅ ̸̨̫̠̖͇̘̮͈͂̾̔́̾̑́̉͆̃̐͝a̶̖͌͝ ̸̨̡̛̟̹̺͖̖͈͎̱͕̝̯̆̀̈́͛̈́̌́̂͛͊̉̅̑̉͜͝͝"̴̪͉̹̟̲̭̙͎͕̪͒̋͘̕ḟ̶̙͔͉̗͇̼͙͎̞̻͔̘̘͔͙̎̓̄̚͠i̴̧̡̛̙̖͕͕͉͇̺̰̤͓̊̎̀̀̈́̍̍́̓͆̌͜͝n̶̢̨̛͍̪̦̹̹̜̟͉̊̈́͊̊̓̑̌́̉̃̆͠͝į̴̢̡͇̱̜̰̱̘͓̀̔̾̋̊̎̄͘͝ͅș̸̛͙͂͂̔̏̔͂̃̏h̵̺̟̣̮̱̠͎̄̄̌͝͠e̷̹̩͈̱͒̆́͑̒̕͜d̷̨̧͇̯̲̜̗̟͈̅̿͛̓͊͋̇̌̇͑͒̈̍̃̏̈̕ ̷̧̧̨͈͖̹͕̲̪͍̳̯̉͆́̓̍̚͜͠ͅp̴̢̛͈̻̙̫̜͔͉͚̍̈̓̄̀̋̋͛͑̽̚̚͝r̴͇̝̝͓̣͉̞̒̍̍̉̀̉͘̚̚͜ͅo̴̢̹̳͓̤͕̞̹̬͍̱̓̓̂͊̿̏͘̕̚ͅḏ̷̡̛͈̣̲̠̻̹̙̻̩͓͍͇̪̼̭̓̈́̾͂̓͂͛̍͌́̄̉̑̋̆ȕ̷̞͉̻̞̼̟͙̣͎̮̣̹͈̯̝̟͆̋̾̊͌͋̐̓̈́̕c̶̡̡̛̮̦̱̮̩̫̹̏̾̂͗̈́̒̃͆̌̈̔̃̽̏̓̿t̴̡͔̘̖̯͈̟̟̞̹̲̟̰̜̲̘̯̍̎͛̐͌͊̆̔̌͆͊̌̍̕͠"̵̨͚̩͓̳͙͚̺̣͎͖́́̾̅̓͗͛͂́̀̐̚͘̚.̸̨͈̮̫̥͇̗̮̺̮̲̳͈̼̏́̆͑̇́͊̒̿̊͌̈͗́͒̓͠

~ Attack on Titan: The Western Siege ~ [OPEN]

Tanner Harwell

Name ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Tanner Harwell Gender ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Female Age ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Fourteen (June 11th, 832) Ethnicity ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ English Branch ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ 112th Trainee Corps Affiliations ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ [+] Grant Valente - An acquaintance that often visits the Harwells' bookstore. Despite having hung out here and there, the duo aren't particularly close, with Tanner preferring to spend the time she has on investigations instead. Lauren Jones - A Quinta local that regularly lingers in the Harwells' bookstore. As Tanner prefers to keep to her journal, and Lauren with her books, most interaction between the two of them has been purely business matters.	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █	Appearance Tanner isn't exactly what you would call a "stand out". Topping out at five foot six and weighing just slightly less than other females her age largely a result of being stuck with a thin, lithe frame, Tanner is undoubtedly average. She doesn't have any identifying blemishes, leaving her skin undeniably clear. Her hair and eyes are almost the same color spot-on, both being shades of hazel-like light brown. Even her clothing is often standardized, comprised of cheap, inexpensive yet sturdy basic garb commonly seen in the outer districts. Truly, were it not for Tanner's insistence to keep her hair cut almost boyishly, she could probably blend into a crowd of people and essentially disappear to the untrained eye. Personality It isn't unusual for Tanner to be seen "detached" from the world at hand. Driven by the need to find the woman she has been searching for, Tanner has made a habit of only interacting with people who likely have information that could help her. Otherwise, Tanner is a girl of few words, as if she was giving someone the cold shoulder. Even to the few "companions" she has, her reactions are robotic, deadpan and unemotional. Many potential friends have left disgusted because of her attitude, although Tanner seems clueless as to why others might want nothing to do with her. Nonetheless, it doesn't take Tanner long to get over a missed connection—the only thing that truly matters is finding that woman. Biography A native of Wall Maria's Quinta District, Tanner had been expected to take over the family bookstore from her mercantile parents. Had. Unbeknownst to Tanner, her family had been shrouded in great mystery that she seemed destined to unravel. House walls dotted with family portraits plus one unknown individual. Old letters to a woman Tanner struggled to remember. Dodged questions and half-truths from her parents. Such clues and links as these ate at Tanner, gnawing away at her thoughts and soul. Who was this woman? Why could she not recall her name? What relation did she have to Tanner? She needed to know, even if her parents didn't want her to. Dotting down what little information she had into an old journal, Tanner set out to find the truth about the woman that constantly racked her thoughts. Whilst most leads amounted to nothing, her investigative inquires being returned by the locals with the same avoidance her parents had, the real clue had been in front of Tanner all along. The green cloak in the portrait; the mention of the Survey Corps in the letters her parents stashed away. Clearly, whoever this woman was, she had something to do with the Scouts. Despite being closer to her goal, however, Tanner had ran into a road block. While it was obvious that the woman had, or was, a Scout, she struggled to find someone in the Scouting Legion that had known her, forcing Tanner to rethink her next action. Deliberating the issue for several days, it wasn't long before Tanner realized what she had to do—if she wanted to find this woman, she would have to follow in her footsteps, joining the Survey Corps. Of course, Tanner knew full well that her parents would object. The Scouts always came back heavily bloodied and battered, and there had been talk of disbandment, so who in their right mind would let their "only" child join the military, even more so if they were seeking to join the Scouts, rather than the Military Police or even the Garrison? One surely had to be insane to agree to such a thing. And so, under the cover of an early morning, Tanner turned her back on the family bookstore, seeking a recruiter to fulfill the destiny she had set herself on.