MinaCarolina
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Hey everyone this is me (once again i think) shooting my shot at a literate Attack on titan / SNK / shingeki no kyoujin roleplay! I'm MinaCarolina, 20 years old she/her and i will try to be as descriptive as possible to find my partner so that they have a idea what i'm looking for and who i am!
MinaCarolina:
- ⋆❀⋆ It's nice to meet you! I'm 20 years old, soon to be 21.
- ⋆❀⋆ I go by she/her and generally do not have a partner reverences other that i connect well with kind people. People with condescending humor scare tf out of me lmao.
- ⋆❀⋆ English isn't my first language and i only check my grammar during the rp, never ooc lmao
- ⋆❀⋆ I really really like vanilla ice cream.
What I'm Looking For:
- ⋆❀⋆ Pairings: ocxcc double-up.
- ⋆❀⋆ Story: I think we can keep some canon things while forming our own AU's too. Still set in the aot universe! Think of a different start of season 4, let's be creative!
- ⋆❀⋆ Someone who is a real chatter and get's exited about the story when we hit it off! I'm looking for friends that like to communicate and add in their own ideas ^^ (i'm NOT a gamemaster)
- ⋆❀⋆ I'm patient, but needing to wait 3 business days every time I send a message out of rp can be off-putting. Not saying we need to talk everyday ofc, but if you say you like to chat or send tiktoks but never respond to me ooc then that a bit odd right?
What you can expect from me:
- ⋆❀⋆ Literate writer who love engaging replies and character dynamics
- ⋆❀⋆ Female OC writer
- ⋆❀⋆ I make pinterest boards and love to use canva
- ⋆❀⋆ Biggest oc fangirl
- ⋆❀⋆ I share tiktoks, songs I think are good! (Don't see this as a sign to hurry up with the reply pls!)
- ⋆❀⋆ Open for criticism
- ⋆❀⋆ I write multiple characters (background)
- ⋆❀⋆ Will make a server/Tupper user
Guidelines:
- ⋆❀⋆ Age: I'm 20, so I'm looking for 18+ partners.
- ⋆❀⋆ All characters will be 21+/ aged up.
- ⋆❀⋆ Content: I’m open to violence/horror/gore/blood description as portrayed in the show and love exploring mature and dark themes (think of what we saw in the underground),war, romance (plss), humor and adventure! (Please please i'm beginning the angst, action, fear, anixiety, yearning, writers to partner up with me on this. The ones not afraid to make their oc succeed and fail. Feeeeeeeeeelingssss.)
- ⋆❀⋆ Writing Style: I’m a literate 3rd POV writer- think at least two full Discord message or more. I'm asking you to write about the same in literate style.
- ⋆❀⋆ Response Time: I reply once a week in RP atm (more if I have time) and enjoy OOC chatter which i'm usually lot of online for!
- ⋆❀⋆ NSFW: Totally okay! I prefer a mix of 30% smut to 70% story (fade to black is fine too. Also not actively seeking it out either)
- ⋆❀⋆ Role Preference: FxM, where I take the female role. For double-up FxM or FxF.
How to connect:
- ⋆❀⋆ Send me a message with what you’re looking for and your writing preferences. I'm no longer responding to'hi, i saw your thread, wanna rp?"/ "Hi i would love to do a avatar rp with you!" as i believe the intro gives the tone and let's me know if we match! and that short stuff is not it sorry.
Characters I can write (bolded preferred):
- ⋆❀⋆Armin Arlert, Pieck Finger, Jean Kirschtein, Mikasa Ackerman, Sasha Brause, Porco galliard, and many more just ask! (I say no to Levi, Erwin, Miche, Zeke sorry. )
Characters you can write:
- ⋆❀⋆ Eren Jeager.
Important:
- ⋆❀⋆ I use AI generated FC i found for my oc's
- ⋆❀⋆ I make docs for my oc all dressed pretty from free google docs that are shared by the user to be used by others.
- ⋆❀⋆ I'm not responding any 'hi saw your threat wanna do a aot rp' and in any form of that. These intro's are my sign that we are not matching well for a story at all!
- ⋆❀⋆ I like to write in privacy
"Recommend me. Are you sure?" That was the first Armin managed to mutter out months ago, his voice tinged with ridicule that nearly choked him. He hadn't expected to sound so shaken, but there it was, a bitter, hollow laugh at the thought of what had come before. He'd seen this moment coming for years, ever since they'd reached the sea. It had felt like a turning point.
The memory of that day was vivid. The warmth of the sun against his skin, the soft sand beneath his bare feet. Even the sand was warm! He still remembered the seashells, delicate and yet so rough, ones he had only seen in books as a child. The salty air, the sting of the water against his hands- he could still feel it. Safe. That word, so foreign yet had tasted almost sweet on his tongue. It had been the first time in his life he'd dared to believe in a future beyond the walls. A future where they could roam freely, build new homes, and finally be safe.
It had seemed like everything was within reach. They had fought through so much-cleared the island of every single titan. All those possibilities they had.
Not long after an ambush. A slaughter. The titans had appeared without warning, as if the ground itself had given birth to them. Hundreds of them. Armin couldn't even count them all, their grotesque. The attack was vicious- sudden, chaotic. The titans moved faster than they ever had before. The sounds were the worst part. They tore through the soldiers like paper, their massive hands crashing down with terrifying precision, snapping bones, crushing bodies underfoot. One boy wasn't even a soldier, but they allowed civilians to take a look behind the wall as they thought it was, but he had been crushed beneath a titan's foot, his body crumpling like a ragdoll. Thinking back that was a really stupid idea.
No one understood why. The why of it had haunted Armin long after. It was like the titans knew their every move before they made it. Where did they come from? Just where did all these people come from?
They had started from nothing again. All the progress they'd made had been undone in an instant. And the worst part? Armin never got to see the sea again. They had no other choice. They learned. The titans were different now. They moved in the dark, stalking them when they couldn't see. Some abnormal titans seemed to have a heightened sense of smell, and they hunted their prey, often following the same person until they were eaten. It was like they remembered faces, a chilling development that Armin had never expected. They were evolving.
Not being able to put this sudden change a rest together with Hange. He studied them, every pattern, every behavior, anything that could give them an edge. He had to understand them, had to find a way to beat them before they destroyed everything. That was probably when he was truly noticed by the higher command. When Hange talked to him about a new rank. And now that was his responsibility. He was now the Lieutenant. He hadn't asked for it, and it didn't fit, but here he was. He was the first of his squad to rise through the ranks. A promotion in the military. It didn't feel like much, not when he was left alone with his thoughts, with his strategies, constantly reminded of how far they still had to go. Erwin's ghost loomed behind him. Armin couldn't escape that.
It wasn't just the titans he had to worry about now. It was the world- the same world that had once seemed so distant, so foreign, but now felt dangerously close. Marley was still out there, just beyond the horizon. And if Armin occasionally heard Eren mutter to himself, he could understand that feeling a little but it was only a small part of it. Keeping secrets had become second nature to everyone, especially in recent years. The squad had always been close, but that bond had started to shift. They'd lost a member, not by death, but by betrayal. The sting of it still lingered, but Armin couldn't say he was surprised. He'd seen it coming. He had known Lorelei wasn't as she seemed. The way she would sneak off, the excuses that didn't always add up… it was too obvious to ignore.
She didn't deserve to be watched, but after what had happened with Annie's sabotage, Armin couldn't turn a blind eye. His instincts told him something wasn't right. He'd trusted them all of them until proven otherwise. He hadn't been wrong about Annie, so why wouldn't he trust his gut now? But Lorelei hadn't turned out to be a titan shifter like he thought. Instead, she was from the military police that what they tried to avoid like the plague. Being killed at the time.
A heavy thud broke his thoughts, and if he hadn't known better, he might have thought some random, worn-out traveler had stumbled in and collapsed in front of him. But he did know better. It was his bestfriend. Eren slumped down beside him with that familiar, exhausted look on his face.
"You look well-rested," Armin said, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he grabbed a bite of his breakfast
The memory of that day was vivid. The warmth of the sun against his skin, the soft sand beneath his bare feet. Even the sand was warm! He still remembered the seashells, delicate and yet so rough, ones he had only seen in books as a child. The salty air, the sting of the water against his hands- he could still feel it. Safe. That word, so foreign yet had tasted almost sweet on his tongue. It had been the first time in his life he'd dared to believe in a future beyond the walls. A future where they could roam freely, build new homes, and finally be safe.
It had seemed like everything was within reach. They had fought through so much-cleared the island of every single titan. All those possibilities they had.
Not long after an ambush. A slaughter. The titans had appeared without warning, as if the ground itself had given birth to them. Hundreds of them. Armin couldn't even count them all, their grotesque. The attack was vicious- sudden, chaotic. The titans moved faster than they ever had before. The sounds were the worst part. They tore through the soldiers like paper, their massive hands crashing down with terrifying precision, snapping bones, crushing bodies underfoot. One boy wasn't even a soldier, but they allowed civilians to take a look behind the wall as they thought it was, but he had been crushed beneath a titan's foot, his body crumpling like a ragdoll. Thinking back that was a really stupid idea.
No one understood why. The why of it had haunted Armin long after. It was like the titans knew their every move before they made it. Where did they come from? Just where did all these people come from?
They had started from nothing again. All the progress they'd made had been undone in an instant. And the worst part? Armin never got to see the sea again. They had no other choice. They learned. The titans were different now. They moved in the dark, stalking them when they couldn't see. Some abnormal titans seemed to have a heightened sense of smell, and they hunted their prey, often following the same person until they were eaten. It was like they remembered faces, a chilling development that Armin had never expected. They were evolving.
Not being able to put this sudden change a rest together with Hange. He studied them, every pattern, every behavior, anything that could give them an edge. He had to understand them, had to find a way to beat them before they destroyed everything. That was probably when he was truly noticed by the higher command. When Hange talked to him about a new rank. And now that was his responsibility. He was now the Lieutenant. He hadn't asked for it, and it didn't fit, but here he was. He was the first of his squad to rise through the ranks. A promotion in the military. It didn't feel like much, not when he was left alone with his thoughts, with his strategies, constantly reminded of how far they still had to go. Erwin's ghost loomed behind him. Armin couldn't escape that.
It wasn't just the titans he had to worry about now. It was the world- the same world that had once seemed so distant, so foreign, but now felt dangerously close. Marley was still out there, just beyond the horizon. And if Armin occasionally heard Eren mutter to himself, he could understand that feeling a little but it was only a small part of it. Keeping secrets had become second nature to everyone, especially in recent years. The squad had always been close, but that bond had started to shift. They'd lost a member, not by death, but by betrayal. The sting of it still lingered, but Armin couldn't say he was surprised. He'd seen it coming. He had known Lorelei wasn't as she seemed. The way she would sneak off, the excuses that didn't always add up… it was too obvious to ignore.
She didn't deserve to be watched, but after what had happened with Annie's sabotage, Armin couldn't turn a blind eye. His instincts told him something wasn't right. He'd trusted them all of them until proven otherwise. He hadn't been wrong about Annie, so why wouldn't he trust his gut now? But Lorelei hadn't turned out to be a titan shifter like he thought. Instead, she was from the military police that what they tried to avoid like the plague. Being killed at the time.
A heavy thud broke his thoughts, and if he hadn't known better, he might have thought some random, worn-out traveler had stumbled in and collapsed in front of him. But he did know better. It was his bestfriend. Eren slumped down beside him with that familiar, exhausted look on his face.
"You look well-rested," Armin said, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he grabbed a bite of his breakfast
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