Matsuri

AoT - Beginner's Luck

"Agh, what's with this massive crowd? Everyone's so damn small I can't even see where I'm walking!"

Raphaela scratched her head in frustration, cursing under her breath. She knew that there were a whole load of trainees standing outside just a minute ago, but now that every single one of them were trying to squeeze into the building, it was just one big struggle. Even Raphaela herself, although towering over pretty much everyone on sight (with a few exceptions, of course), was finding it hard to move through the sea of chattering people.

"Damn it... If I fall over now, I'll get trampled on for sure!"

Finally, the area managed to clear a bit, giving Raphaela a chance to breathe. As she exhaled, another girl walked passed, brushing against Raphaela's shoulder slightly. The tall brunette almost yelped out in surprise, her blank grey eyes looking towards the culprit.

It was that girl again.

Raphaela took this chance to examine her more closely. She had to admit, the girl was quite attractive. Dark brown hair edging towards black, with matching eyes to compliment her deeply tanned skin tone. Raphaela had never seen a girl like her before. In fact, she almost felt entranced by this foreign beauty. Raphaela was definitely surprised to not see guys flocking the tanned girl right this second. That short, slightly feathered hairstyle was sure to draw attention.

"Look... I would appreciate it of you didn't gawk at me like that, thank you very much."

Shit. Raphaela had done it now. She knew it wasn't right to stare at someone for so long, and now she had to face the consequences. Damn, and the day was going on pretty smoothly too!

Snapping out of her little dream world, Raphaela hesitated, then smiled, waving her hand slightly. "Ah, sorry 'bout that. I just haven't seen someone who looks like you around here, ya know?"

The other girl raised her eyebrow. Followed by her shocked expression came a very serious one, her dark eyes piercing through Raphaela's grey pair. "I would also appreciate if you didn't try flirting with someone of the same gender. And even if you're not, I can already tell how annoying you are after you gave me that stupid grin of yours."

Raphaela seemed a little taken back by the girl's comment. Sure, she seemed like the serious type, but in no way was she expecting something as rude as that. Even so, sarcasm spread across Raphaela's lips, so much so that the tanned teenager's eyes widened a little. She wasn't expecting that. And she most certainly wasn't amused by it either.

"I swear, that smile of yours... I'm off."

Raphaela watched as the girl stomped off, the ant-like trainees clearing the way as she walked through. That person really was someone to be afraid of. Raphaela sighed.

Maybe today just wasn't her day.

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With her chocolate brown eyes, the dark skinned woman looked over at the conversing trainees, leaning her back against the wall as she examined each and every one of them. After what had just happened to her about thirty seconds ago, Teresa wasn't in a very chatty mood. In fact, Teresa was never in a chatty mood. After all, she'd only spoken to about five people in her childhood. Teresa withdrew herself from the ever growing crowd, walking silently off to the other side.

"That girl..." Teresa muttered, folding her arms under her chest. "I think I'll be staying away from her from now on. So annoying... That girl must be as dumb as a doornail with an attitude like that."

From the corner of her eye, she could see a small trio of boys snickering in the dark corner. Although the room was pretty loud and crowded, Teresa had sharp ears. She could just about make out what they were gossiping about, and the topic they were discussing had definitely hit a nerve.

"Hey, have you seen that girl over there? Her skin's pretty dark... D'ya think she stays out in the sun a lot?"

"I know! She looks pretty weird if you ask me."

"And have you seen how tall she is? Not only is she freakishly dark, but she's freakishly tall too!"

Teresa's hands curled into fists. Forget the silent and serious act. She hated it when people made fun of her like that. She hated it when people would snigger at her just because of how she looked.

She hated people like them.

And she was going to teach them a lesson.

Teresa shoved her way pass the sea of sandy brown jackets, bumping into a few people on the way. But she didn't care. She had to deal with these guys before anything else.

"I wonder if she's - oh, look! She's walking over!"

Teresa's eyes glinted with fury, narrowing down to slits as she approached the giggling trio. They thought it was all joke, mocking someone for their skin colour like that. Teresa bit her lip, trying to contain her anger.

"Hm. So that's how it is, huh?" Teresa said, looking down at the three men. They all tried to hold in their laughs, one of them even clasping their hands over their mouth to stop their laugh from escaping. Teresa clicked her tounge, the fire inside her beginning to rise.

All right. Just stay calm. These shit heads may have made some offensive comments, but I don't want to draw any attention. As long as I make this quick and simple, they won't do it again.

"A-Ah, it's you," the first boy said, looking up at Teresa with the same sarcastic grin Raphaela had flashed at her just a few minutes ago. "You seem to want something?"

Great. Teresa was definitely ticked off now, and there was no way anything could calm her down at this point.

"Don't play dumb with me you little shit. I'm not stupid, you know. Don't think I didn't hear what you said back there. If you manage to pipe down now, I won't have to go through the tiring process of beating you to a pulp."

The boy only smiled again, seemingly amused at Teresa's continuous rise in irritation. "Beat me to a pulp? All I'm doing is pointing out your, um… 'unique' characteristics, that's all. I've never seen people like you before, you know?"

"You're really getting on my nerves now. As I said, I'm not stupid. I would just prefer it if you didn't say such things like that again. That, or a certain someone is going to hurtle you all the way into titan territory, squirt."

Teresa glared down at the boys. She had to end this once and for all before anyone could interfere. If the instructor managed to get tangled up in this situation, then it was off to titan territory for her instead.

"But doesn't anyone look like a squirt to you? I mean, you're pretty damn tall… Is that even normal? And your skin colour too… Pretty freaky if you'd ask me!"

"Say that again?"

The boy sighed, shaking his head and smirking to himself. "I said, your height and skin colour are pretty freaky if you'd ask me -"


"SAY THAT AGAIN YOU LITTLE SHIT?"

Oh, Teresa was fired up now.

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By the way things are looking, I have a feeling Teresa is gonna get quite some hate .-.

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@LetMeDoStuff Wait, what? Oh my God, if it was because the sky started falling or a pidegon with a ticking time bomb inside of it exploded in your face, then I'm going to go snack on some Doritos and laugh myself to sleep.

But seriously man, are you okay? Hope you get better '-'

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It was hard trying to keep focused after the uneasiness Raphaela felt when the instructor peered over to look at her. Plus, it wasn't everyday she would see someone be able to actually look over her in such a way. Whether that was a good thing, or a bad thing, Raphaela honestly didn't care. All she was worried about was getting out of the freezing cold weather and start to rush into one of the large buildings she could see from the corners of her eyes. Raphaela was sure that it was warmer inside there. Hopefully.

As the instructor continued to speak, Raphaela directed her gaze to the right. She had to refrain from shouting out in surprise, so she began to chew on her bottom lip instead. It was a girl, one almost as tall as Raphaela herself, in fact. The surprises just kept on throwing themselves at Raphaela's face today, didn't they?

Raphaela sighed. Maybe there were girls as tall as her here. No, maybe even taller. Maybe, if she was lucky, Raphaela would come across a girl that stands even taller than the outer walls! How crazy would that be?

She was starting to giggle now. Not too loud, of course. The last thing she needed was her instructor giving her an earful like he did that guy standing in the first few rows in front of her. Even Raphaela herself knew that she shouldn't mess with people like that... ever.

"The day I see someone the size of Wall Rose is the day I'm gonna see free bread being dropped from the sky."

Raphaela was definitely giggling to herself now.

To her right, the girl she had been previously peeking at turned her head towards the sniggering girl, sighing. At this point, the mysterious girl knew that she and Raphaela were not going to get along, not in the slightest. Oh well. It wasn't going to be her problem if this six-foot-one brunette happened to fuck up in front of the instructor. She imagined that Raphaela was that type of girl.

The type of girl she didn't want to get involved with in the slightest.

Finally, the instructor's speech was completed. Raphaela straightened herself and lifted her head slightly, biting her lip to hide her laughs. She saluted, calling out to the chief himself.

"AYE, SIR!" she bellowed in sync with most of the other trainees. Was it her, or was her voice getting deeper as the days went by? Was it the cold? Well, there's another thing to keep an eye on aside from her body's tendency to grow at extreme rates. Raphaela wasn't incredibly tall for no reason, after all.

After everyone had been dismissed and began to socialise once again, Raphaela walked off, her head being one of the few that stuck out from the crowd like a sore thumb. The girl couldn't help but smirk.

How amusing! she thought. My life as a trainee is about to begin! Well, unless I fuck up in front of the instructor for giggling too much. Well then... looks like things are gonna get interesting from here on out, huh?

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[Took a long time, still pretty tired for no apparent reason, but, at least it's finally here now. Finally. ]

Profile

Name: Teresa Engelhardt
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: August 10th, 849
Age: 15
Size: [Height] 180 cm, [Weight] 67 kg
Regiment: 132nd Trainees Regiment

Appearance

Description: Teresa is a tall woman, and is often distinguished by her darker, tanned skin tone. She has short, slightly feathered dark brown hair, and her eyes don the same colour. Teresa is often seen with a serious expression. She's usually seen in the standard trainees uniform, but on days off, she wears a long sleeved burgundy shirt and black trousers.

Ancestral Origin: Spanish/German descent

Hair Colour: Dark brown

Eye Colour: Dark brown

Body Type: Tall-than-average stature, with a rather built figure underneath her clothes.

Personality

My Hider

Description: Teresa is usually depicted as very serious and unwavering, and rarely tolerates any type of misbehaviour. Thus, she becomes easily annoyed at the slightest of mistakes, especially those coming from other trainees. She's also very honest and sensitive, and never takes insults lightly. Teresa has a sharp tongue, and won't hesitate to fight back if pushed to her limits.

Teresa can be seen as a control freak, and hates it when things don't go her way. If assigned as a leader, she becomes very harsh and controlling. She's never afraid to show her cold side to others, and is difficult to earn respect for most people. Teresa is also very picky, and often watches others to pick out their quirks and bad qualities.

She's often heard saying, 'How bothersome...' when she's annoyed.

Strengths:

Despite her very serious nature, Teresa shows great skill in combat rather than strategising. Although she's rather tall, Teresa is very nimble, and can manoeuvre through trees with her 3DMG easily. Her hand-to-hand combat skills are quite frightening, as she also known to be exceedingly strong and quick.

She also possesses moderate intelligence, but not as great as the other trainees.

Weaknesses:

Teresa's biggest weakness - although not as serious - is her intelligence. She possesses a moderate amount, but is only capable of forming simple strategies. When doing so, she often requires assistance in forming more complex ones.

Likes: Reading, lit candles, tea, mushrooms.

Dislikes: Spiders, dark places, people she sees as annoying.

Wants: To make it into the Garrison and become a high ranking soldier.

Fears: Not being good enough to making it as a high ranking soldier, and not being able to find her childhood friend in the Garrison. She also doesn't seem fond of bugs either.

Background

My Hider

Description: Teresa was born as an only child in the Karanese District, along with her mother and father. They weren't the wealthiest family, but thankfully, they were able to manage for the next fifteen years.

Teresa's childhood wasn't really out of the ordinary. She had a few friends, but her frightening personality drove other children away. One of her friends was much older than her, and Teresa would often refer to her as her 'sis' because of their close relationship. Teresa and Eloise would spend a lot of time playing together in the streets, and were rarely seen inside their houses.

Once Eloise was old enough, she told Teresa how she wanted to join the Survey Corps after she graduated from the trainees. Astonished by this, Teresa tried to convince her out of it, saying Eloise's smarts would be fitter for the Garrison instead. Replying with a smile, Eloise reassured Teresa that it was just a small idea that came into her head, and that she knew the dangers of joining the Survey Corps. Eloise then left, joining the trainees at twelve.

As soon as Teresa was of age, she immediately considered of becoming a trainee, but when both of her parents fell ill, she had to stay and look after them for a while. Years passed and, even though her mother had managed to recover, her father's illness hadn't subsided. After her mother discovered Teresa's passion to become a high ranking Garrison soldier, she decided to let go, telling Teresa that she should follow her dreams and live them out. She explained that she didn't want her daughter to stay trapped in the house forever, and that she should go out fulfil her goal of making it into the Garrison.

Before saying goodbye to her mother and hometown, her mother said she would be proud of Teresa, no matter what happened. Teresa then left for the military at fifteen, almost at the brink of tears as she left.

Birthplace: Karanese District

Family: Clara Engelhardt - Teresa was very close to her mother, and they cared very much for each other. Clara knew when it was time to let her daughter walk her own path, and broke down in tears when Teresa left.

Gerald Engelhardt - Teresa had a close bond with her father, and was devastated to learn that he had fallen ill. She looked after him for two straight years, and waited for him and his wife to get better before Teresa joined the military.

Other Afflitiates: Eloise Freudenburg - A close childhood friend of Teresa, whom she saw as her older sister. Eloise left to join the military at age twelve, and was Teresa's inspiration to become a Garrison soldier. Not much is known about Eloise, other than that Teresa is one of her best friends and that she's two years older than Teresa.

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Omfg I'm actually near a goddamn computer PRAISE THE LAWD CUZ GUESS WHO JUST ARRIVED BACK IN LONDON BISHES

I also like the fact that all the characters I've seen so far [Apart from a certain someone's] are smaller than mine and that makes me so proud that Raphaela is so fucking tall and shmeh

[She's 6'1 by the way... Shmeh.]

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Profile

Name: Raphaela Leistner
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: November 19th, 849
Age: 15
Regiment: 132nd Trainees Regiment

Appearance

Description:

My Hider

Raphaela is a rather tall woman, being one of the tallest female trainees. She has brown hair that reaches down to of her chest, which she ties in a low, loose ponytail on duty. Her eyes are a blank, grey, and quite narrow. She wears the standard Trainee Corps uniform, and on days off she wears a light brown cardigan with a white polo shirt underneath, along with a dark green skirt.

Ancestral Origin: German descent
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Grey
Body Type: Taller than average, measuring at 185 cm. She weighs approximately 70 kg.

Personality

Description:

My Hider

Raphaela is a very loud and talkative person, and is difficult to quieten down. She's extremely over-confident, despite her lack of skill in combat, and she's usually passed off as arrogant and self conceited. She can be sarcastic at times, and jokes around with her fellow trainees often.

Raphaela is shown to be playful and teasing towards her friends, and cares a great deal for them. She's a very determined and passionate person, wanting to regain humanity's freedom from the titans. She's headstrong and never resorts to giving up. Although her combat skills are relatively poor, Raphaela stays confident and strong when faced with tough situations.

When forming plans, Raphaela becomes sly and cunning, acting like some sort of evil tactician. She plans out carefully, and never rushes into battle without one.

On the inside, Raphaela feels very hollow, fragile and lonely, and only puts up a strong front because she doesn't want people to think of her as weak. She would often get into fights when she was younger, only to come home crying after. She says she wants to be remembered as 'that strong, confident soldier', rather than 'the girl who would always come home in tears'. Although she teases her friends a lot, she cares for them deeply, and is grateful for their company, seeing as she barely had any friends back at home.

Strengths:

My Hider

Raphaela is a very strong minded person, and never gives up no matter what. She uses her smart tactics to overcome obstacles, and will take charge of any situation. She's passionate and determined, and when things go wrong, she'll try to pick everyone up again.

Skill wise, Raphaela is renown for her high intelligence, and can strategise with almost no effort.

Weaknessess:

My Hider

Raphaela has a tendency to overestimate her abilities, whether it be her theoritcal or practical skills. Her arrogance often leads to conflict, which makes the other trainees, even her instructor question her leadership skills. Raphaela doesn't exactly know the 'limits' of others, so when she accidentally hits a nerve, she isn't fully aware of it.

Skill wise, despite her large frame, Raphaela is terrible when it comes to practical activites [Hand to hand combat especially], and her 3DMG skills aren't something to be praised.
She's not very strong either, which annoys her.

Likes: Warm places, sunny days, high places [Not that type of high...], short peoole, vegetables.
Dislikes: Cats, dust, the colour black, cutting herself [You know, papercuts and such.]
Wants: Raphaela is set on joining the Survey Corps, and wishes to contribute to humanity's attack against the titans.
Fears: She fears that she might not be remembered by anyone, and that she might die too soon.

Background

Description:

My Hider

Raphaela grew up in Trost and had a relatively normal childhood. She shared a very close bond with her single mother, and Raphaela saw her as her role model. Her mother would often tell her daughter stories about her father, and how he had herorically slain titans in the Survey Corps. This, at one point inspired Raphaela to actually join, which her mother quickly objected.

Noticing Raphaela's tendency to get into fights [which often resulted in Raphaela running home crying], her mother told her to stay strong and confident, and asked her to promise that she would, no matter what happened. She knew she wasn't going to live any longer than Raphaela's tenth birthday, and tried desperately to make her stronger before she died of her terminal illness.

After the death of her mother, Raphaela had a mental breakdown, completely shattered by her mother's death. Even after she was sent to live with her uncle, Raphaela had no one else to lean on for support, and closed herself off from almost everyone. She would often spend time alone, because her uncle was constantly out at work. Raphaela grew to hate herself for not being the strong and confident woman her mother wanted her to be, saying that she broke her promise towards her.

A year later, Raphaela finally decided it was time to change. She didn't want to be seen as weak or fragile by others anymore, and saught respect from people. She wanted to fulfil her dreams and keep her mother's promise. She wanted to have friends and be around people more, instead of distancing herself from them. Thus, she decided to change herself for the better: take chances, speak to people, have a laugh or two, fulfil dreams and most importantly, stay strong and confident, just like her mother had said.

This change didn't come out as perfectly however. Raphaela became a little too over confident and arrogant, and her desire to become more talkative developed into her becoming a louder, motor-mouth type of person. When she tried to become 'stronger', her sarcastic nature began to show, and she would often insult bullies rather than fighting them head on. This, as usual, ended up pretty badly. At one point, she decided to join the military, remembering what she had wanted to do as a child. She thought becoming a Survey Corps soldier would make her more memorable and praisable, so she joined the Trainee Corps.

Birthplace: Trost District
Family: Raphaela was extremely close with her mother, and was devastated to learn of her death. They each wanted the best for each other, and share a very close bond.
Other Afflitiates: N/A

WHERE BE THY TALL PEOPLE? And also, hello.

Weird.

Crazy.

Over-the-top insane.

That's Jay Kalton.

That's me.

As you can see, I am not normal. At all. I have my loves, my hates, and my things-I-want-to-hit-with-a-bat. *cough* *cough* Zankyou no Terror ending *cough* *cough*. I seem to have a thing for tall people with glasses, be it anime or real life (Psh, real life? The fuck is that?), and rolling with my RP buddies is how I roll. Also, I rant, I bitch, I whine, I criticise... so...

Sorry beforehand.

Now, before you shut your laptops and ignore the next few sentences because my post was too damn long, I have a few more things to say.

Beware.

Because I am a weirdo, friends with weirdos, and only live for the life of a weirdo.

'Cuz I didn't choose the weird life

The weird life chose me.

[YES NOW YOU CAN STAB MY BUTT A GAZILLION TIMES]

[Also, Zankyou no Terror was great 'n all, but the ending oh my lawd my kokoro]