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ACCEPTED AUDITION → PETRA RAL
Name/Alias:Liah
Age: 14
Timezone:GTM + 3
Roleplay Experience: I’ve been roleplaying since 2013 ( 1 year )
Anything else? Hmm nope
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Desired character:Petra Ral
Ships: Well um I ship Petra with everyone.
Anti-ships:I think i don’t have
Character’s Major: Science
Sample para : Petra wandered all over the Great Hall aimlessly, not knowing what to do. Fear was overpowering her so much that she didn’t know what else to do- she was actually numb from too much fear. The younger students were not exactly calm either- she has heard enough cries and shouts to know that they were all far from alright. She knew she needed to be stronger than this. Rosie knew she needed to be calmer, and braver, and less agitated. She needed more control in herself.
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emotional because i finally find a rp i'd like to join and no characters i play are open BUT I LOVE YOU GUYS ANYWAY KEEP DOING YOU
sorry bout that but WE LOVE YA TOO
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Yes hello this is Christa
Follow Christa!
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ACCEPTED AUDITION → CHRISTA RENZ
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Name/Alias: Kenya
Age: 18
Timezone: Mountain
Roleplay Experience: I’ve only been role playing for about two years (I didn’t discover the internet until I was fifteen) but I’ve been writing since I was twelve.
Anything else? I am not sure Christa is still available because she wasn’t on the Character’s list OTL but this rp group looks cool (if she isn’t I’ll just apply for someone else or something).
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Desired character: Christa/Historia
Ships: YUMIKURI.. and probably everything else because I’m a multishipping whore. I’m not going to list all of them.. I’m a very open shipper… >.> Mostly my yumikuri babies though~
Anti-ships: Mostly just really bizarre things like Annie/Christa, but like I said before, I’m a very open shipper.
Character’s Major: Music
Sample para:
Nagi’s parents weren’t home which was definitely their first mistake. Normally they would have called a baby sitter, despite the thirteen-year-old constantly terrorizing them and running them out of the house with the call of “I don’t need someone to watch me!!” Which, obviously, continued to prove that he did.
Nonetheless, in some rush to get out of the house his parents had completely forgotten this time, and the short little pink haired bundle of joy (if you could call it that) couldn’t be happier.
Step one: No pants. Normally, his parents would make him get dressed right after getting out of bed, they didn’t want him to be ‘lazy’ or ‘messy’ (lol good luck). Today was different though! He would wear no pants all day and wouldn’t shower until he smelled so bad that the plants in the room started to die!
Unfortunately, twenty minutes later, Nagi realized it was quite cold that day. He didn’t know how to turn the air conditioner down, wise choice parents, and didn’t want to let bugs in if he opened the door. Grumbling, the pinket put his pants back on and walked back downstairs.
Step two: TV. Normally, he wasn’t allowed to watch more than two hours of TV a night. Today was different though! He would watch cartoons until his eyes turned dry and fell out! The pinket flicked on his TV and plopped down two feet in front of it, staring up at the illuminated screen with amazement.
Unfortunately, little bratty thirteen-year-olds get very bored, very fast. He flopped to the side before crawling back up and running towards the kitchen.
Step three: Snacks. Normally, he wasn’t allowed in the kitchen at all because of his special talent of making a huge mess everywhere. Today was different though! He would make as much food as he wanted until his stomach popped! The pinket crawled onto the counter and pulled three bags of chips out of the top shelf. One fell to the floor as he struggled to jump down and he didn’t bother to pick it up. It was barbecue… who likes barbecue anyway?
Fifteen minutes later with flour covering the floor, a jug of milk spilled across the counter, a dozen eggs smashed to the floor right in front of the kitchen, three shattered plates, a broken vase, water dripping down the skin and a squished… banana??? … in the corner, Nagi decided he didn’t really want a snack anyway, and promptly left the room.
He walked into his, very messy, bedroom and flopped down on his bed to stare up at the glow-in-the-dark star covered ceiling. He looked to the side… to the other side… back up… “I’m bored!” The pinket called to an empty house. His limbs flailed as he smacked his pillow and kicked his legs. Finally everything went still.
…When were mom and dad going to be home?
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↳MAIN RP ↳CHARACTERS ↳APPLY
Ymir ● 19 ● Student ● Ymir/Christa ● AVAILABLE
● B I O G R A P H Y ●
Ymir was an orphan for the majority of her life. She spent a lot of her time in the streets, and often caused trouble. It was on these streets that she heard word about the Reiss family's illegitimate daughter, and she became fascinated by her. At age eleven, she was adopted, and though her days on the streets had passed, she always remembered the stories she had heard about Historia. When she turned eighteen, she applied for Trost Uni, partially because she wanted an education, and partially because she had heard rumor that it was the school Historia was attending.
● P E R S O N A L I T Y ●
Ymir is generally very cynical and sarcastic, though she shows deep kindness for those she cares for. She believes that all people should be true to themselves.
● C O N N E C T I O N S ●
● Christa Renz/Historia Reiss
Christa is the only person Ymir is ever truly caring towards. They have a very strong mutual trust, and spend the majority of their time together. And though they have very different personalities, they bring out the best in one another. Ymir is also Christa’s roommate.
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Hey, is the spot for Ymir taken? I was thinking about applying for her if she's actually open :)
Ymir is open!
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mikasa reporting in for duty~
follooooow mikasa ~
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ACCEPTED AUDITION → MIKASA ACKERMAN
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Name/Alias: Kalle Age: 14 (young blood wow) Timezone: EST / -5 GMT Roleplay Experience: I’ve been roleplaying for about ~6-7 years, I think? Which placed me as starting at a very young age, but I guess it was mostly chatplay back then. Mostly I stick to forum + dA roleplays instead of tumblr roleplays, because I don’t enoy independent roleplay blogs as much as groups, but I’ve been in about two snk group roleplays on tumblr before. Anything else?: I’m pretty sure Mikasa was open but I was confused so if she isn’t my bad. I’m pretty sure the one listed was booted, idk. Sorry. IC info - Desired character: Mikasa Ackerman Ships: Uhm, Mikani and Jean/Mikasa (but, you know). So not much, but I’m up for alternate ships if someone else ships something. Anti-ships: Eremika, Mikasa/Levi (which you know, not really an issue here) Character’s Major: Medical Sample para (from a non-snk universe) : Annalise was presently sitting in a chair, listening to a servant go on and on about the various aspects of the festivals. Of course, Queen Jeanne had spent so much of her highly valued time on this project, and of course, Annalise herself had helped with whatever planning she could, as a blueblood of Icarus. However, the whole process of a speech was rather tedious, if she was honest. Perhaps, however, she only felt that way because while she could hear the crowd roar in approval, and she knew why they would do so, she could only feel their eyes on her, watching as she could not as the princess sat in her new gown, with no heavenly idea what the garment even looked like. She trusted that her servants had picked out something beautiful, as always, and she could tell that it made a very nice usage of pins and corsets, however, she couldn’t tell just how far out the hoop extended when she sat down in the elegant chair that the queen had provided. She longed to be able to see the festivities, to be able to participate in walking around the crowd and playing commoners’ fair games, however, she could do neither of these things. The only upside to this whole affair, with all ranks of citizens gazing on and likely gossiping about her, was her personal servant, stationed closer than any others, right next to her miniature throne-like chair. Many of the servants stood further away, whether out of orders or respect, she didn’t know, but Coryn was always present, always nearby, always the most ironically influential person in her life. If she was honest with herself, and the blind maiden often was, the serf was more like a brother than an employee, that was how close their bond was. Each time she thought about him, her best - and possibly only - friend, a smile was brought to her face, something that didn’t happen very often at all otherwise. Once the speech-giving servant had finished and the crowd had cheered and surged off to play games, mingle, or stand in what was most likely a ridiculously long line to meet a member of royalty, she turned her head to her right, sitting up in anxious anticipation in her dreadfully uncomfortable chair. “Coryn!” She chirped, attempting to make her voice enthusiastically excited, even if she was horrified by the prospect of being in front of the crowd. “Do you want to go try and win some prizes from the games with me?” Why should she bother to stay in her spot like a good girl and greet festival-goers? The only questions she was bound to be asked would likely all be about her blindness. How it happened, what it was like, why she was still a member of the royal family… For one night, when there were supposedly no rules and no limitations, she simply wanted to go and enjoy an evening with the boy who she had known for the entirety of the harder and more recent part of her life. She doubted that he would decline her offer, but there was the slight possibility he would take the responsible route for once and tell her to stay put. "I hear that many of the stands offer plush creatures as rewards!" Anyone who knew her knew that not only did Annalise not need nor want stuffed animals, but had plenty of them. There was no need for her to play those games, particularly when someone else would have to play them for her, except for the loose concept of "fun" that she didn’t truly understand anymore. Still, she thought the boy next to her might enjoy it, and she wanted to spend time with him - both because she enjoyed it and because it would pass the time.
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ACCEPTED AUDITION → SASHA BRAUS
name/alias- Thompson
age- 15
timezone- GMT -4:00
experience- I don’t have much experience u,u, but I’ve been rp’ing on and off for a year or so
anything else?- Nope!
desired character- Sasha Braus
ships- mikasasha springles bertsasha jeansasha
anti-ships- There’s nothing I would be unwilling to ship
character’s major- art (studio art)
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Sasha sat at the small desk she had in her cramped bedroom, tapping a pen to her frowning mouth. It was a rare moment of quiet in her house and she took it in hopes to create something beautiful for once. But hours had passed without one idea appearing in her concentration riddled mind.
Looking up from the sketchbook before her, her gaze shifted to a squirrel sitting on a branch outside her fogged up window. It looked at her with brightly lit eyes, communicating a kind of kinship. She supposed this was trying to give her some ‘spiritual inspiration’ of a sort, but nothing came.
Sighing, Sasha guessed her life wasn’t meant to have inspiration in it; Not at this moment anyways.
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