closed;

[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. ]

Comments

[toobig]

[No one can deny the sweet taste of Bailey's. He also got Ellie a coffee because he knows how much she pushes herself! He's a huge sweetie look at that.]

Yeah, I did... I didn't use it or anything, but you guys... convinced me I guess...

[shortspoken]

[ CURSE THIS DRINK AND THE WAY IT SOFTENS ELLIE UP A LITTLE

CURSE IIITTTTT ]

Did you remember how to put it on yourself? Or did Ryan have to help you?

[ Because Alan couldn't remember how to put it on, and didn't remember how to use the gear at all. But Ryan did remember how to do both of those things, so... ]

[toobig]

I remembered. It was... weird. I thought it'd be too complicated.

[Ryan and Bertholdt spoil you Ellie, jeez.]

I didn't really... have a memory of using it, but uh-- my hands knew what to do? Like... muscle memory...

[shortspoken]

Then you might already instinctively remember how to use it, too.

[ Sip sip. Smug smug. ]

All the more reason to at least try it. Once.

[toobig]

I think... I would, but uh... Like I told you, my skin is too stretched...

[shortspoken]

Excuses, excuses.

[ She is the most reasonable. ]

Have you tried using an exfoliating mitt?

[ E L L I E ]

[toobig]

Lotions and stuff don't help. We got a bunch of stuff at the store and nothing worked.

[He's a little too depressed about this to think it's funny ok.]

[shortspoken]

You've been trying out lotions. As a pair.

[ Siiiigh. ]

Bertholdt. Why must all our conversations invariably involve details on your sex life.

[ WHAT ABOUT PURPOSEFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS, BERTL

ARE THOSE FUNNY ]

[toobig]

That's not what I meant and you know it.

[He drinks down his own mug, looking sullen.]

[shortspoken]

Stop sulking. It's childish. No point in moping about things you can't change.

Think of it this way. By experiencing discomfort, you're helping Ryan. He doesn't have to go through this on his own.

[toobig]

[He lets out a sigh.]

I've thought of that too, and you're right. I'd rather... help him.

It's... hard though. All of this.

[shortspoken]

Name me anything worth doing that isn't hard.

[ Grumble, grumble. She takes the grumpiest of sips. NOW WHO'S BEING SULKY U LIL SHIT ]

[toobig]

That's... not another innuendo is it?

[shortspoken]

[ JUST GONNA. CLOSE HER EYES. IN ANGUISH. ]

Bertholdt.

i wish there was a version of this icon that shook violently

[toobig]

What!! [He blushes and puffs out his cheeks.] Is it only funny when you do it?

YOU WERE SAYING

[shortspoken]

Exactly. You barely rank better than Ryan on the unfunny scale. Barely.

im so happy

[toobig]

Wait, so I'm funnier than he is?

[shortspoken]

I prefer to just think of you as less criminally un-funny.

It's the dad jokes.

[toobig]

At least I can say I've never made a dad joke....