SheriffLlama

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Connor Bayer

Interacting: Head Instructor Schulz @FrostedCaramel

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Connor stood straight as he watched Schulz examine all the other cadets with a harsh glare and booming voice. Coupled with his affinity for profanity, the instructor definitely made a worthy candidate for the most intimidating person present. Had he intimidated Connor yet? Well, do black cows make chocolate milk? No, Connor knew that the instructor was just trying to whip them into shape. He would do whatever it takes to make sure they were ready to be the best pathetic pieces of titan fodder that they could be. So no he didn't think the man intimidating, in fact he actually appreciated his theatrics.

His perception of the man was slightly shifted as the instructor approached him. As they stood, soldier-to-cadet, and the former's enormous voice unleashed all of it's fury to Connor's face, the boy's gut slightly clenched. Sure he wasn't truly intimidating when he was chewing on other Cadets, but when the man got up-close and personal... yeah he was kind of intimidating.

As the drill-dude shouted and demanded to know why Connor was "so average," the latter shifted, stepped back an inch to get out of the man's face. "Sir, I beg that you reconsider. It takes an average person to recognize his fellow average man. You sir, are obviously not an average man. You are also mistaken due to the fact that I would bet my honor on being able to outrun any cadet in present company, sir!" He really hoped that the man would take the bait and allow him to run, instead of something ridiculous.

He stood and waited for Schulz response, mentally bracing himself for the verbal lashing that was sure to come his way.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Thanks guys, the unassured talk really boosts my confidence. No but I'm friends of Bells, QT, Prox, and Jinx and they asked me to join so poof here I am, boi.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Connor Bayer

Name: Connor Bayer
Nickname: Connor
Age(After 2-year Time Skip): 17
Height: 5'10
Weight: 160
Short Bio (pre-colossal titan): Connor was raised in Shiganshina by his parents. His father was a textile merchant and his mother a seamstress and tailor. Connor learned none of either of his parents trade, but instead trained to one day join the scouts. He heard his father always talk about how much he wished he could be better in life, so Connor decided that he would rise above his parent's low-class lives and because a defender of humankind. While he is physically capable, he was nothing impressive in terms of ability or skill, but he did prove to be a very fast runner, though not particularly strong for his age and size. Connor lived a completely normal life until the Colossal Titan changed the world forever.

Personality: Connor is a very good teammate and can follow orders when he needs to. However, in some situations, he is willing to give a shot a leading a group if the circumstances call for it.

Stats - 50 Points (distributed as desired) - should reflect your character's appearance
• Physical Strength: 8
• Speed: 21
• Teamwork: 8
• Leadership: 2
• Skill (gear): 11

The Unwanted.

I'll be honest, I've lost motivation, so I'm gonna pull out of the game. Good luck with it guys.

The Unwanted.

Here

The Unwanted.

Idc what we do, but if we cut to Atlanta, we need to make sure we agree on the events that went down in Harlan beforehand

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@MissCapnCrunch still here!

Questing for Reality

Kingslayer

Virtual Reality World: The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim // Homeworld

As Roman arrived in his Homeworld Penthouse, the gore from the fight disappeared from his avatar's face as his clothes changed to his suit pants and shirt. As the girls arrived soon after, he pulled up the map, checking it again. "We've got to go to the Independence Hall in Philadelphia. He said. "We've got to blend in and not draw attention." He made a slight gesture towards Prox's... appearance.

Roman quickly selected a different outfit from his inventory and his clothes swapped to dark jeans, boots, and a black t-shirt that fitted to his avatar's muscled torso. He selected an accessory and a pair of sunglasses appeared, hanging on the collar of his shirt. He opened his map, navigated through Homeworld to Philadelphia. "We're gonna search that place inside and out. You two take the inside, i'll circle the area from the outside and search the surroundings, too. I don't know what we're looking for, but... if it looks out of the ordinary, point it out." He opened a private voice chat party and invited the two of them.

He opened the map they'd looted from KandyMandy again, inspecting it another team, checking every inch of it to garner what information he might have missed. All it said was that the clue was at Independence Hall, but nothing else. There had to be more, though. Some kind of code that he wasn't noticing or something that required decrypting. A location wasn't good enough. It might have been a start, but he'd already suspected the Liberty Bell of being involved in the clue. There had to be something... Earth shattering. Someone had to have found something of a clue beyond a location. Helen Grey was by no means simple, and couldn't be expected to create a simple test, but there had to be someone that had discovered its meanings, but still the leaderboards were stagnant.

It was ironic, really. Roman's family was very wealthy and had never even feared not having enough money. Despite his and Sarah's wealth and inheritance, all of their money couldn't help them on this quest - at least not the core of it. Ironically, you couldn't just buy the power that came with the position of CEO of Virtual Reality. He shook his head as he returned to reality - or rather what seemed like reality.

He looked over to his sister and let out a breath. He didn't say anything, but just hoped she would be as invested into this as he was. She knew him better than anyone. She knew how much he wanted to complete this quest. In the rare occasions that he openly talked, he often talked about the quest. He dreamed of the events that could be waiting for the people that deciphered the clues. Now he had the first sliver of realization; that the dreams might have been more of a possibility than he'd ever known.

The Unwanted.

I won't have time to post until Friday, so please go ahead

Questing for Reality

@Vocab No forgiveness, only lifetime vendettas and grudges.