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animus-supra-materia:

                            NEW ARMIN ARLERT RP/ASK BLOG
                                   Multiship / Multiverse / Open to AUs
                                             ❝Mind over matter.❞

                          - - - - - - - - - - ✖ Basics ✖- - - - - - - - - -

Name: Armin Arlert
Age:15 (Nov. 3rd)
Height: 163cm / 5’4”
Weight: 55kg / 121lbs

                      - - - - - - - - - - ✖ Personality ✖- - - - - - - - - -

I(33%) N(62%) F(25%) J(44%) - The Protector

  • Ethical Intuitive Introvert
  • Introverted Intuition and Thinking
  • Extroverted Feeling and Sensing
  • Activist for the cause not the power

                           - - - - - - - - - - ✖ MUN ✖ - - - - - - - - - -

[Hullo! Karter here! I’m looking forward to RPing with all of you. Im not new to this, but my Armin muse is pretty fresh, so please excuse any inaccuracies as I adjust (he’s quite different from my other muse after all!) and gain experience.]

Experience: 2 years of RPing / 5 years of writing
Style: ALL (shorthand / semi-para / para / multi-para)
Time Zone: -6:00 GMT (US Central Time)
Rule #1: Have fun! RPing is about letting your creativity flow between you and you partner. Don’t stress, and if you need help just ask.

*Reblog if you’re an SNK RP blog. I’m eager to get started!*

the-5th-disciple:

Wisely narrowed his eyes, he was out of it already, his sixth sense off it’s normal axis, but he didn’t have to be able to read his mind to tell that he wasn’t being truthful. Reaching out with a slightly trembling hand he takes the end of his scarf and bringing it to his nose, making eyecontact with Lavi before giving it a slight sniff.

"You know what that smell is, Lavi?" He paused, dropping the fabric overdramatically from two fingers, "that’s the smell of pure, unpasteurized, all natural bullshit."

He leaned backwards against the bench, bringing his knees to his chest, “I don’t have to be able to read your mind to know that you’re lying to me. Call it intuition, call it whatever you like, it won’t change the facts.”

Wisely inwardly cringed at his lack of control over his voice, the more he spoke the more it sounded like his old, human accent. He was northern by birth and he did his best to hide the strong tone typically, though he supposed it didn’t matter around the Bookman, “anyways, I find it rather rude to invade people’s minds, unless absolutely necessary of course. And I’ll have you know, I’m not a rude person.” 

Lavi mentally chided himself for allowing his guard to go down enough that Wisely could just reach over and grab his scarf without him really noticing. Feeling the tug and leaning down so the scarf wouldn’t tighten uncomfortably around his neck, he watched curiously as Wisely sniffed at it. When questioned about the smell, he was about to retort that he’d washed it before heading out (conveniently excluding the part where Kanda made him wash it because it smelled). But then something completely unexpected fell from the other’s lips.

And he was speechless. He hadn’t been trained for this. He hadn’t been coached in what to do about someone like wisely. Because there was only one Wisely. He was the only one in the clan who had encountered someone like Wisely. So they’d drilled the wiping technique into him until he couldn’t tell what was what. Then snapped him back and thrown him back into the fray. He had been expecting imperfections when used against someone like Wisely. What he wasn’t expecting was for the other to call him out on it. And to sound…offended? Maybe even a tinge of concern. Were those the right words? He didn’t know about those sorts of things anymore. He’d exchanged that sort of knowledge in return for a clean slate.

…Should he tell Wisely? Could he trust him. Trust. The very thought of it made him sick. The fact that is made him sick made him sick. He realized his mental shields had skipped just a bit and wondered if Wisely caught any of that, tensing at the thought.

"Man, I’m so fucked up…" Lavi muttered, rummaging in his coat and pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He was about to offer Wisely one, but thought better of it, given his current health. He didn’t look like the type anyways. Taking a long drag and exhaling slowly, e spoke, "I would stop if I could. It’s kind of…a reflex. At least now it is. If I had any idea how to reverse what those clan geezers did I’d go for it. But what’s done is done." He shrugged. "So it doesn’t really matter…"

Escape [closed]

theidiotapprentice:

Allen stared at his friend and blinked. “I was afraid you’d say that,” he groaned. Right now, it looked like Lavi would have to make a door, because there was none in sight. Only a long, dark hallway, filled with cobwebs and shadows.

At Lavi’s words, Allen realized that the heavy air was getting to him as well. He followed along beside the Bookman, stumbling every few steps. His days in the cell hadn’t done him any good. They had been running for almost a minute, when Lavi stopped. After he spoke, Allen gave him a skeptical look, and said, “Lavi, my guess is as good as yours…”

Lavi didn’t want to tell Allen the details of his plan in case he got offended so instead he just repeated himself.

"Just trust me and pic a direction to go in. Use your gut. Sixth sense. Enny Meeny Miney Mo. Whatever. Just pick a direction. My plan won’t work if I pick."

lustful-memory: (-waves- hi I hope I'm not being annoying just tumblr sometimes doesn't alert people so just making sure you noticed my reply, take you're time -hides hoping I'm not being annoying-)

[oh hun you’re fine haha i’ve just been offline these past couple fo days because i got busy with classes and assignments (blegh) i’m working on replies now c:]

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All of DGM Zombies Chapter 1 with an incomplete last page because I haven’t finished it yet, but will edit later.

Enough people have asked me for a version outside of deviantart, so here ya go :)

Enjoy~

reaperofillusion replied to your post “ummm i have a lil crush on the mun gives u a smooch keep being amazing”

strums guitar Karter is the cutest I have such cute friends ………evenifheisweeabootrashjkilu

Omf- abbynoomg

Anonymous: ummm i have a lil crush on the mun gives u a smooch keep being amazing

[…..wha…REALLY???????]

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