Entry tags:
II | Bad luck
Mirror (Action in Attleton)
[Anyone who visited the Colosseum from time to time may recognize Eren - a troublemaker who's started fights more often than not during matches and shows. Even now he is at the Colosseum, but this time he had been training rather than actually causing trouble.
Unfortunately, it was after that when the mirrors started talking to him in the changing rooms.]
You're a monster. You shouldn't be allowed to love anyone.
You're so weak, you can't even protect anyone without using your titan.
Shut up...
What are you doing here, when your friends are dying back home.
Selfish. Pathetic. Weak.
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
[And he punches the mirror, shattering in into million pieces and injuring his hand in the progress. Immediately his wounds start steaming and healing and Eren curses letting his emotions get the better of him.]
What the hell was that even about?
[He murmurs to himself and starts cleaning up.]
Bad Luck (Action in Attleton)
[There's something definitely wrong on his way home.
How many times had a kid kicked a soccer ball at his head? Almost as many times as him missing the shot whenever he tried to kick the ball back to them.
How many times had he fallen over because of something blocking his way? Not to mention the angry smacks he got from ladies who he fell onto.
Not to mention he tried avoiding someone cleaning the windows up in upper floors and yet still somehow got the bucket of water onto his head.
This was the longest trip home he had ever made during his stay here. Not to mention he was already in a sore mood because of the mirror. Could this day just end?]
[Anyone who visited the Colosseum from time to time may recognize Eren - a troublemaker who's started fights more often than not during matches and shows. Even now he is at the Colosseum, but this time he had been training rather than actually causing trouble.
Unfortunately, it was after that when the mirrors started talking to him in the changing rooms.]
You're a monster. You shouldn't be allowed to love anyone.
You're so weak, you can't even protect anyone without using your titan.
Shut up...
What are you doing here, when your friends are dying back home.
Selfish. Pathetic. Weak.
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
[And he punches the mirror, shattering in into million pieces and injuring his hand in the progress. Immediately his wounds start steaming and healing and Eren curses letting his emotions get the better of him.]
What the hell was that even about?
[He murmurs to himself and starts cleaning up.]
Bad Luck (Action in Attleton)
[There's something definitely wrong on his way home.
How many times had a kid kicked a soccer ball at his head? Almost as many times as him missing the shot whenever he tried to kick the ball back to them.
How many times had he fallen over because of something blocking his way? Not to mention the angry smacks he got from ladies who he fell onto.
Not to mention he tried avoiding someone cleaning the windows up in upper floors and yet still somehow got the bucket of water onto his head.
This was the longest trip home he had ever made during his stay here. Not to mention he was already in a sore mood because of the mirror. Could this day just end?]
