A) October 1st and thereabouts [ Levi can’t figure out if the fake photographs or the fact that someone took the time to make sure there’s a wardrobe that’s to size are the creepiest parts of this absolute shitshow, but that’s where he’s at right now. He’s managed to get dressed in the least offensive clothes he could throw together, rather nicely so, and whoever has the absolute misfortune of living in his household is either going to get the experience of finding him tossing the place because it’s crazy and he has no idea of what’s going on, or—
Or, after he’s had a chance to come to terms with the fact that things are entirely out of control, they’ll run into him aggressively cleaning up. Reorganizing. Dusting. Scrubbing.
Give it a few hours and the house is going to be spotless. There’s a very real chance any housemate is going to get conscripted. ]
B) Don’t Be a Square [ Fuck your entire block party? He is too old and tired for this, and a stranger actually had the balls to get into his personal space and force a party hat on his head. He is not, at present, wearing said hat.
So there’s this short, angry man sitting off somewhere relatively out of the way of foot traffic, a party hat crushed and set carefully off to one side, while he watches the neighborly proceedings with a dead-eyed stare. If he’s looking for something, he’s not finding it, but he does occasionally pick at some chips on a plate next to him. The chips were about the only saving grace here. If someone’s bored or unwise enough to stray too close, he’ll even have a comment to offer: ]
It’s like a nonstop bullshit parade. Almost impressive.
[ Yeah, that’s about where Levi’s at. It’s been a rough time for him lately and ending up here has only changed the flavor of absolute garbage he’s had to put up with. ]
C. Wildcard [ Feel free to PM me or hit me up at Dynamicrange if you want something unique. ]
Levi | Attack on Titan
[ Levi can’t figure out if the fake photographs or the fact that someone took the time to make sure there’s a wardrobe that’s to size are the creepiest parts of this absolute shitshow, but that’s where he’s at right now. He’s managed to get dressed in the least offensive clothes he could throw together, rather nicely so, and whoever has the absolute misfortune of living in his household is either going to get the experience of finding him tossing the place because it’s crazy and he has no idea of what’s going on, or—
Or, after he’s had a chance to come to terms with the fact that things are entirely out of control, they’ll run into him aggressively cleaning up. Reorganizing. Dusting. Scrubbing.
Give it a few hours and the house is going to be spotless. There’s a very real chance any housemate is going to get conscripted. ]
B) Don’t Be a Square
[ Fuck your entire block party? He is too old and tired for this, and a stranger actually had the balls to get into his personal space and force a party hat on his head. He is not, at present, wearing said hat.
So there’s this short, angry man sitting off somewhere relatively out of the way of foot traffic, a party hat crushed and set carefully off to one side, while he watches the neighborly proceedings with a dead-eyed stare. If he’s looking for something, he’s not finding it, but he does occasionally pick at some chips on a plate next to him. The chips were about the only saving grace here. If someone’s bored or unwise enough to stray too close, he’ll even have a comment to offer: ]
It’s like a nonstop bullshit parade. Almost impressive.
[ Yeah, that’s about where Levi’s at. It’s been a rough time for him lately and ending up here has only changed the flavor of absolute garbage he’s had to put up with. ]
C. Wildcard
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