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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

[dirtdevil]

[ Snort. Gurl I know you don't wanna initiate a battle for sassmaster. ]

Yeah, no. Did you just randomly get it one day?

[ He might be just a teeny bit jealous. Maybe. ]

[shortspoken]

Yes. Did you hear about the pink lights in the sky? I got it from that. Shouty got his before me, but he didn't know how to use it.

[ Eyeroll... ]

That's what the video was for. I was hoping posting it on the network would cause a chain reaction and let others get theirs back when they saw it.

It didn't work.

[ Still so butthurt about that holy shit ]

[dirtdevil]

Probably just as well it didn't. Can you imagine a bunch of 12 year-olds trying to fling themselves around the city and breaking everything all at once? Christ. No thanks.

[ Pause. ]

It looks almost impossible.

[shortspoken]

It's not that hard. For me, anyway.

[ Preen preen showoff showoff~ ]

It becomes instinctive once you get used to it. And I managed to teach Alan to do it from scratch, so...

[dirtdevil]

So you're giving lessons? I'll remember that if I ever get the goods myself. Not sure I want to take lessons from Alan.

[shortspoken]

[ Please excuse Ellie while her brain tries to cope with thoughts of Alan teaching anyone to do anything.

 

Emphasis on "tries" because WOW NO NOT HAPPENING ]

I've been talking with Chloe - the short one - about starting lessons up again. Possibly after the new year. You're welcome to come when I can be bothered to set it all up.

[ zooming through the air, surrounded by big-ass trees

what can go wrong ]

[dirtdevil]

[ He'd never show it of course, but on the inside he's feeling pretty smug that she just referred to someone else as "the short one"—hell, even Ellie herself is shorter than him. It's like the Twilight Zone up in here. ]

Great. I'll let you know if I get my own bullshit Spider-man titan death playset.