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[schild]

Who: the naked, dickless giant club
What: Attack on Echo Party
Where: Bertholdt's (and Ryan's) Apartment
When: Sunday, December 8 (evening, but not too late... because kids, y'know?)
Warnings: Spoilers for Attack on Titan all over.

[ At last, the big day has come. The Echo party. Sasha was bringing snacks, and Ryan and Bertholdt even decked the place out in Christmas decorations-- they have a real tree and everything. Their apartment looks, in a word, festive, which is adorable given that they're wearing matching christmas sweaters and fidgeting around a bit. ]

[ Now just pretend Ryan and Bertl don't look kinda titan-y and you're all set. And forget about the part where they're having a bunch of kids over to discuss their ridiculously depressing past lives... Well. You feel me. ]

[ So yeah!!! THIS IS IT!! Just for reference, I'm putting a "Start" (ie: for people getting to the party if you wanna awkwardly greet people or so you can handwave that too) and then just saying like "later" or whatever for Ryan's big heck up, you guys are free to start threads whenever/wherever just say when in the subject if you wanna. (so like, 3DMG showing offs and PS3 fun times, etc. go crazy!!) ]

[ Here's the plot post for reference. ]

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ding dong the party's gettin started

[schild]

[ Knock or ring or something, if you wanna say hello, there is the place to DO IT ]

[ You can of course tag here with like, "character A just got in" if you want to mingle and meet people face to face for the first time! ]

[wirsinddiejager]

[Alan knocks on the door.

Alan is wearing a bushy, horrendous black beard.

Discuss.]

[honestopinion]

W-what the hell are you wearing...
[Voice quiet like the start of any social event for Jamie, still laced with annoyance however. Gotta put on that facade for YEAGER.]

[honestopinion]

[Jamie comes in with Anthony and Marzio.. he keeps his eyes averted to most and just finds himself a spot on one of Bertholdt's big Lazy Boys. He brought his PS3 as well as his 3DS, backpack full of whatever he might need and more..]

[waltharius]

[ And here's Walter, clutching the duffel bag he uses to transport his sword semi-discreetly. He thought people might want to have a look at it when it's not buried in a tree.

He's looking a little nervous. This is an apartment full of past life giant slayers, which could trigger echoes. Which is really the point of all this, probably, but he doesn't particularly want to deal with another tentacle-based one. Excuse him if he's kind of jumpy. ]

[onlyleft]

[He doesn't even go here.

Or at least not as far as echoes are concerned. But, hell, for all he knows there was some freaky fate bullshit that meant that he and Anthony were connected for all the years he's spent together, and he's not going to pass up the opportunity to potentially learn who he was God knows how long ago.

So he shuffles into Bertholdt and Ryan's apartment looking terribly out of place, but what else is he supposed to do? Ignore the opportunity to spend time with people so much older than him? As if.]

[dirtdevil]

[ Ah yes, the life of the party has finally arrived, dressed to kill in a hoodie and cargo pants and positively bursting with the Christmas spirit. You can practically see it on his face: the somewhat shifty eyes, the furrowed brow, the overall expression of apprehension. A real party animal, this one.

Wary of getting accosted at the door, he makes a beeline for one of the more solitary seating options available and plops down there. Let's get this shit over with, kiddos. ]

[wasthatmymom]

[Connie thrusts himself into the party as quickly as he can. Maybe it's not totally a party, but he's happy to be here regardless and Ryan's approval means everything to him. He'll probably make a line for the snacks with Sasha or with Sasha not far behind, and then mingle to his hearts content. Hey are those video games? Is that music? Do you have any Outkast? Connie flutters around aimlessly.]

[betroth]

[ Chloe shows up in a suitably ugly sweater, sadly not Christmas-themed, but it does its job well enough in keeping her warm despite the fact that she swims in it, just like pretty much everything else. Unsurprising, in all her 4'9" glory.

She has also brought food. And possibly booze for the inclined/legal. 'Tis the season and they're probably going to need it. ]







[ /!\WATCH OUT SHE'S A HUGGER/!\ ]

[shortspoken]

[ As always, Ellie is distinctly uncomfortable with the whole large gathering of people thing. She's determined to be her usual unapproachable self, and as such has claimed a seat close to the edge of the gathering where she might not be noticed.

 

This would be a lot more effective if she wasn't:

1) wearing her full 3DMG, since she escorted Alan here and was paranoid enough to think they might have to make a quick getaway

2) staring at everyone in turn from under her bangs in a way that she thinks is being subtle, but in reality makes her look like a crazy suspicious creeper and/or like she's making eyes at people. She's just trying to see if she recognises anyone from her memories, okay. Geez.

Feel free to harass her about any of these things! ie sign up for your 3dmg lessons here nerds ]

super late top level comment go

[hungryhunter]

[Sasha, as promised, provides a lot of snacks. Various kinds of potato chips and the like, a few boxes of pizza, and some various kinds of soda. She's also brought herself a handful of squirrel jerky to freak people out with, but she didn't really think anyone else would want it. After finding somewhere good to put all the food she brought she starts mingling with everyone else.]

later that night... the THING

[schild]

[ Now that they've all sat down, it was time for Ryan to share what he'd last learned in his echo. Ryan wasn't sure what it meant, really, but he could tell... it was gonna be big. He didn't ask everybody to grab a chair for nothing. ]

So... in my last Echo... I remembered this;

[ He takes a breath. ]

I'm the Armored Titan, Bertholdt is the Colossal Titan. And whatever we did, we were just... dumb kids who didn't understand anything.

[honestopinion]

T-the Colossal Titan...? [Why does that seem so important.. He speaks up from his curled up position on the big chair, looking up for his 3DS screen.]

[shortspoken]

[ THIS. FUCKING. FACE. This is the face that will be boring into the back of Ryan's head until he chooses to acknowledge it.

If she seems to be radiating heat, it's just because she's. On her period? Yeah. That's a thing that happens. HAHA SHE'S NOT A TITAN ]

[wirsinddiejager]

[It's a good thing Alan's sitting down or the force of the Echo that hits him might have knocked him off his feet.

He'd already known about Bertholdt, of course, and suspected that Ryan - Reiner - had been the Armored Titan mentioned in his memory, but he'd tried not to think too hard about what it could have meant. Now, with Reiner's - Ryan's - words repeating themselves over and over in his head, it's impossible to ignore.

Honestly, he's still not entirely sure what it all actually means. How bad was it that they'd broken the wall? Why? There's still very little actual context for the memory. All he knows is one thing.]

It... it was you. You were the traitors.

[The shock and disbelief of one memory fit the rage and betrayal of another like two pieces of a puzzle. He's vaguely aware that the anger isn't his own, but it's impossible to keep it at bay.

Without even realising it, Alan is standing up, staring at Ryan.]

[anequal]

[Probably after Alan's calmed down and he stopped sitting on him, Anthony turns to Ryan and finally addressed the thing he said.]

... Does it have anything to do with the female titan?

[dirtdevil]

[ A little while after the conclusion of the domestic disturbance, he finally approaches the guy with the cool-looking face. Despite having no idea whatsoever what just happened, he doesn't show it much. Emoting is for suckers. ]

So. "Traitors", huh?

tw: body horror and stuff, potential colossal spoiler echoes

[toobig]

[Bertholdt's basically been going around and talking to people and being a good host, getting people drinks and food and such. He's not big on the whole "party" thing, but he knows not to be rude. Well, he knows not to be rude offline. He's going in and out of the kitchen-- something they don't use much anymore but where the food they bought and people have brought had been put before the whole Alan Trying To Kill Ryan Ordeal had happened, and he'd been preparing another round of drinks for the adults to try and calm down. Adults. Him, Ryan, Ellie ...and Chloe basically? Why is everyone else so young...?]

[Er, well. He'd started rolling up his sleeves to work easier, the fabric of his sweater too loose to keep out of the way when it happened. Like a seam tearing open, his skin split at the juncture of his long fingers and ran up his arm to his elbow when he'd tugged the sleeve too roughly over his sensitive skin. Watching in horror as it peeled back, curiously without blood and revealing red muscle underneath. It steamed in bursts, but didn't close.]

R... Ryan! Ryan, I-I need you...!

[schild]

[ Ryan had... pretty much picked himself up, I mean he can't really stay mad at anyone, especially not Eren when he obviously felt bad. So he'd been mingling and making sure everybody was good (even Ellie, after the whole 'flipping thing') but Bertholdt's voice pretty much cuts him short from whatever he was doing. ]

[ Concerned, he excuses himself and quickly rushes to the kitchen. ]

Bertl, what's wrong? Are you okay?

[wirsinddiejager]

[After he's calmed down from blowing up at Ryan, Alan gets a seat as far away from everyone else as he can. He feels like shit and doesn't want to talk with anyone.

Clearly that means you should go talk to him. No one wants to watch a teenage boy angst in the corner.]

[shortspoken]

Nice kick.

[ And the award for most appropriate response to one of your bffs getting the full Erenrage treatment goes to... ]

[schild]

[ Heyyy Alan hope you're feeling better now, cause of course Ryan's gonna go over and make sure you're okay... Dad's duty and all that. ]

Hey, how're you feeling?

[honestopinion]

.....You feeling any better, Alan?
[Hey, he feels responsible for how Alan had to be taken down with verbal aggression. Jamie just kinda sits next to him sorta.. awkwardly.. He has a plate with two slices of pizza and two bottles of soda.] You hungry?

[This friendship thing is hard, okay?
Jamie's positive he looks hellishly nervous in the most stupid way.]

[dirtdevil]

[ Hopefully Alan wasn't thinking that things couldn't possibly get worse, because then this guy flops down next to him. For a certain definition of "next to"—at least a full arm's distance away. But he might get the feeling he's been flopped down next to like this before. By this very same asshole, even. Spooky. ]

That went well.

[anequal]

[With the scuffle over, Anthony walks up to Alan once everyone's cleared away and crouches, putting a hand on his shoulder to make sure he's okay--

and slides himself down to plant his butt on Alan's leg. He's sitting here now, bro, let him lean on you while he puts his arm around your shoulders.]

You okay?