▹ LT APPLICATION WIKI :: [ #AOTLT ]

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O1 )   Why do you want to this group?

———    I want to this group because I really like roleplaying and I recently got back into AoT so I reed this community in hope I can share my love for the series with other fans from the fandom   ———

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O2 ) Are you familiar with our [Guidelines]?

———    Yes, I am, I read them all through   ———

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O3 ) What is your activity / availability like?

Attach a screenshot of your minutes below

and please tell us what your timezone is.

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O4 ) Do you prefer roleplaying as canon

characters or original characters (OC’s)?

———    I like roleplaying as both! Depends one the rp and what I feel like roleplaying as ———

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O5 ) Provide an example of a starter for a

roleplay. This should be 2 paragraphs long.

———    The morning light crept in through the narrow gap in the curtains, casting faint golden stripes across the plain ceiling above. Annie Leonhart stirred beneath her blanket, eyes fluttering open slowly, as though reluctant to face the weight of the day. For a few brief seconds, there was peace—silence, warmth, the smell of dust and wood polish from the old dorm furniture—but then it returned. That cold pressure in her chest. Today was the day. Her mission. The reason she'd come here in the first place.

She stared at the ceiling a while longer, letting the heaviness settle into her bones. Her heart beat a little faster than usual, and her stomach twisted slightly, not from fear exactly, but from something harder to name. Regret, maybe. She didn’t want to do this—not really. Not to those she'd trained beside, eaten with, even laughed with once or twice. But this wasn’t about want. It was about duty. About Marley. About ending it. She sat up slowly, the creak of the bunk beneath her loud in the quiet room. Her roommate wasn’t there—shift rotation or patrol or something. That was good. She didn’t want to say goodbye.

Annie dressed with mechanical efficiency, lacing up her boots with practiced fingers and adjusting her uniform like it was any other day. But nothing about today was normal. Her hands trembled once, briefly, when she reached for her ring. She slipped it on and stared at the tiny, almost invisible mechanism hidden inside. The trigger. A single cut and it would all begin. She swallowed and stood, staring at her reflection in the old mirror above the sink. Her face was unreadable, but her eyes—they looked tired. Tired and cold. She hated that part of herself.

With one last glance around the spartan room, Annie grabbed her jacket and left, her footsteps echoing softly through the quiet halls of the Military Police dorms. Outside, the air was cool and crisp, the streets just beginning to wake. She pulled the hood of her cloak up, blending into the early morning crowd, her gaze fixed ahead. The time for hesitation had ed. Whatever part of her wanted to stay in that room, stay behind, was already gone. She walked on, silent and steady, toward the place where everything would change.    ———

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O6 ) Have any additional comments to add?

———    I'd be really grateful if you took my application into consideration because I'd love to be part of your group! :blush:   ———

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