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Attack on Titan: Corruption and Oppression

Terry Yates - Squad 17
"Did you say something Samuel?" Terry asked the boy without turning to face him as she focused on the terrain ahead. Let’s see. We’ll have to be using the gear to get up there so this could be a test of agility or speed of some sorts. Now if we were in the field what would we be doing? Speeding up her horse to meet up with Joseph, she waited for Samuel to catch up as well before speaking. “I think one of us should go scout ahead. The scout can report what the obstacle is and then the rest of the team can continue knowing what to expect. It’d show caution and hopefully gain us a few points.”

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Terry Yates - Squad 17
Terry sighed when she still hadn't gotten anything but a stare from Samuel and turned her focus towards riding. After a little while she turned around to check that Samuel was still keeping up and was pleased to see that he improved his posture, seemingly following her advice.Ah~ Maybe he’s just sigh. Well at least he listens. The girl wiped the small grin that had appeared on her face as soon as she heard Joseph’s words, and turned to face their first stop. “Looks like we’re going to have to work for that flag. Do either of you know what those devices are?” She asked as she searched her mind for anything similar to the machines.

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Terry Yates - Squad 17
Terry smiled, happy they had a plan and slightly proud that she was the one who thought of it. Let’s just hope it works. It’d be terrible if we didn’t at least make it to the edge of seven since we wouldn’t have fire or shelter. “Make sure to listen for the sound of running water! That way we know were heading the right way and not west!” She shouted after Joseph and moved to follow him but stopped when she noticed Samuel seemed a bit… uneasy on his mount.

“You alright bud? If you’re having trouble keeping balance you can hold the reins in one hand and the front of the saddle with the other. Also make sure grip the saddle with your thighs, keep your heels down, and your back straight. You’ll be just fine, these guys are pretty obedient compared to others. If you need help just tell me, alright?” She smiled at him reassuringly before glancing over at Joseph who was still speeding away. Well this combination can’t be good. Hopefully I just misinterpreted this situation and Samuel’s just feeling a bit stressed or sick. Granted neither’s good anyway.

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Terry simply nodded in response and went to go find her preferred mount. When she found the sturdy grey mare she mounted it and secured her bag onto the side and her sleeping bag onto the back of the saddle using the straps. Only after she checked that everything was secured did she check the pouches that were already there. A few flares and a map, hmm. Not the best work of cartography but it’ll have to do. Is seven a plateau or a dense forest though? I’ll assume it’s a forest for now. The girl kicked her horse to a slow trot to catch up with Joseph. “I think we should find that stream north of here, it’ll lead us in general direction of flag five. From there we can head east to six and then northwest to seven. If all goes well we can camp at the stream at the end of seven and go counter-clockwise to the other points from there. That is assuming were not required to follow the numbers in order.”

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Choosing to ignore the fact that the boy had looked her over, Terry responded with a cheerful “Alrighty then.” He’s a bit quiet… Maybe he’s shy? Probably just reserved. Oh well. When Joseph came up she smiled “Yep! This’ll be an interesting trip. I bet they have all sorts of things planned for us. ” Her smile disappeared for a moment as she contemplated all that could go wrong, but it came back soon enough. “Eh, we’ll probably be able to get through whatever they throw at us. Anyways, we should probably get to know each other seeing we’ll have to rely on each other for the next few days. So, um, what branch are you guys planning on joining? I’m aiming for the scouting legion myself, I want to be of some use before I die.” The girl looked down at her feet, a bit embarrassed. They'll probably think it's a childish ideal.

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Ready and chipper, Terry was genuinely excited for this assignment. We don’t know what’s going to happen, we’ll most likely be spending the majority of the day on horseback, and we’ll be camping wherever we can. This’ll definitely be interesting. It’ll probably be a huge pain too, though. When her name was called she left the group and went to go get her gear from the warehouse, but not before taking note of the two other people whose names were called after hers. Moving quickly the girl grabbed her 3DMG from its place along with the promised equipment before leaving. As she headed out, she passed by Joseph, “Hey, I’m Terry. You’re Joseph right? I look forward to working with you! See you at the stables.” She said without waiting for a response as she jogged off to the girls’ barracks.

Climbing up to her bunk, the girl quickly fastened her 3DMG on before pulling the raggedy old duffle bag from the foot of her mattress closer to her. Unzipping it she pulled out her backpack and filled it with the following. Her cloak for rainy weather and, her “medkit” which was really just a canvas pouch that held a small thing of alcohol and some cloth bandages, a pocket knife which was serrated closer to the handle, and her journal. After that she just grabbed her sleeping bag with intentions of strapping it down to the saddle, and left for the stables with equipment in tow.

Ah, what luck! The other one’s here already. Smiling she approached her next victim the boy. “Hey you're Samuel right? Nice to meet ya. My name is Terry, I’m in your squad.”

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Terry laid down out on the ground behind the cabin just before lights out. Trying to clear her head and come up with a battle plan for the next few days, she decided to recount what had happened the previous days. < The head instructor not the nicest; I have no clue how he expects to gain any type of loyalty from us. Hum he probably doesn’t need it though, it’s not like were following him into battle. I guess he just wants us to follow orders and not be a problem. It’d be a fair enough reasoning. I’ll just keep on my best behavior and hope everything works out well…. Still one of these days some hot headed trainee is going to start a fight with him. Oh well, at least the 3DMG instructors and the teachers are nice enough.>

Distracted, she tried to name all the constellations she could, but eventually she reached her limit, sat up, and opened her journal. She flipped through the pages which were illegible to anyone else and paused every once in a while at a trainee she found interesting. <You know the first day was pretty fun. I got to meet all sorts of new people and there’s all sorts of things to learn about. That food fight could of ruined the day though, and the incident in the showers the next day could of gone better.> She had moved her hand up to her forehead to feel the welt left from being hit by a bar of soap <Ah, I hope that doesn’t happen again. I know I don’t look terribly feminine but come on.>

Returning back to reviewing her book, Terry turned it over and went to the back. This later section was filled with crude sketches. The older ones were mostly of plants and animals she had seen during her travels but the newer ones were of the equipment used in the training corps. < That first aptitude test, I suppose I can call it that, wasn’t really that hard. All you had to do was relax and balance. Maybe it was just like that because I was one of the last to go and had seen everyone else go already…> Starting to nod off the girl decided it was time to go to bed and went back inside the girls barracks.

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Terry watched the training field quietly as the trainees fought. She analyzed how and when they moved, their position and their build. Standing behind her with a bored looks was a slightly muscular male of average height. “Hey, uh, Terry. We should probably start practicing before the instructor notices us.” He said meekly. Terry twitched as if caught off guard and turned to him, an embarrassed smile plastered on her face. “Ah, yeah you’re right. You’re playing the attacker right? Give me a moment.” She said as she hurried to position herself. “Ready. Don’t hold back.”

With that the boy lunged with the knife held out in front of him. She moved to get out of the way, planning to use the boy’s momentum against him but flinched when images of the night she was attacked came up in her mind. This brief pause gave enough time for a wooden knife to hit her in the chest and send her on her butt with an off. “Are you alright!?! I’m sorry I thought you would have moved by then.” They boy apologized quickly as he moved to see if she was alright. “I’m fine, really! Ouch. Don’t worry it’s not your fault.” Terry quickly reassured him, with small tears in her eyes. “But you’re crying. Are you sure you’re fine.” “Yes!! I’m sure! Let’s just retry this.” She felt bad for the somewhat mean reply but she didn’t want the conversation to continue.

Once again the girl readied herself for attack. <Just stay calm. It’s not real, just play. He’s not going to hurt you… again.> “Round two.” She signaled and with some hesitation, the boy charged. This time Terry did not pause as she moved out of the way. Quickly changing directions she launched herself at the boy staggering, tackling him to the ground. Once they’d hit the floor, Terry moved her knee on top of the arm holding the knife and yanked the knife out of stunned boy’s hand. Getting off of him, she lodged the knife in the ground between them.

The boy got up slowly and Terry flinched seeing how the boy was in a bit of pain. “Sorry.” She said meekly. “Don’t worry about it. You did pretty well. Where did you learn how to do that? “

Terry smiled softly “A friend taught me.”

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Learning to Fly
The small girl looked around at her surroundings with a bit of fear in her eyes. She’d been doing fairly well for her first time, partially due to the fact that her goggles prevented the wind from blinding her like it did some of the other trainees. She didn’t know exactly how to use the 3DMG that the training session focused on, but she’d grasped the concepts well enough to get by. She’d only hit a few branches, of which she was sure each one would leave yet another bruise on her body. <I guess it did sort of payoff to stay in the back. I got to see where everyone failed. > She attempted to speed up a little but was met with yet another branch.

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Takeoff
Zooming past the trees Terry kept her spot in the middle of the group. It wasn’t because she couldn’t go faster but because she kept experimenting with new things. Turning left she set her hooks into the two sides of a forked trees. Aligning herself to where she would go into the center, she released her hooks when she figured she had enough momentum. Once she got through it she launched her wires at the nearest tree and pushed off to join the main group. Speeding up she grinned at a group of friends before speeding up to reclaim her place.

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Surveying the rock above, Terry figured out her next few hand and footholds. She had been finding this exercise particularly exhausting do her height making it harder to reach certain spots. <Oh well, just jump at the count of three. One… two….. Did they just cut the rope?> She looked down with a look of utter despair as her fears were confirmed. <Well no helping that.> quickly recovering the girl removed the dangling rope from around her waist, fearing that it would get tangled in her legs. Looking back up she hopped up and grabbed her next handholds before readjusting her feet. <Just a bit more to go. I’ll be fine. I hope.>

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Completely and utterly exhausted Terry trudged into the mess hall and followed a few of the other trainees through the line. Not even thinking she plopped herself down at the edge of a near-empty table and silently ate her meal. Once she finished, she pushed the tray forward and rested her head in her arms.

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Ah, um, thank you. Nice to meet you as well, Coyote.

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Hello. Sorry to barge into this RP, you guys seem to be quite a distance in already. I sort of told Sketcher that I haven't been in a RP in a while and he sort of invited me to join. So with no excuses to not to, I sort of just made a CS. I hope it's good enough and I look forward to getting to know all of you.

I'm just going to find a place to hide now.

Terry Yates

Name:
Terry Yates

Gender:
Female

Age:
16

Nationality:
Canadian

Appearance:
At first sight Terry looks like a scrawny boy. Her short chestnut colored hair goes a few millimeters below the tops of her ears and her bangs stop right above her eyes and are parted to the right in one swift wave. Her small, scrawny form lacks in the typical aspects associated with females. Her pale skin has a few old scars and bruises from a mishap. Her eyes are light blue, almost white. She often wears a white dress shirt with her uniform and a pair of goggles which hang around her neck when not in use.

District:
Stohess

Personality:
Friendly and cheerful, Terry is kind to even to the nastiest of people. She doesn’t do this out of joy but rather habit. Well that might not be totally true. The girl may not completely enjoy the conversation but she does like learning about people, and people open up when they trust you. Granted if she has to, she’ll turn to other sources to get information. Despite this odd hobby the girl doesn’t have any hidden agendas or personal goals, in fact it’s just about the opposite. The girl likes to take the safe neutral path of not harming anyone who doesn’t hurt her or those she cares about. This standpoint carries down to her own view of the world as well. She doesn’t believe in good or evil, right or wrong, or anything along those lines. She simply sees two sides with pros and cons. This tends to lead her to be indecisive and not much help in arguments unless the pros of one heavily outweigh the cons. Make no mistake though, Terry does have things she will fight for and borders she thinks no humans should cross.

Backstory:
Despite being born in the wealthy Stohess District, Terry wasn’t very rich at all. She was born to two servants of a wealthy noble who barely cared for his workers. Everything wasn’t terrible though. The girl’s parent’s cared for her deeply and the other servants were kind enough to take care of her as well. Growing up there wasn’t so bad, she didn’t have to do as much work as the adults and was allowed to go out and play when she was done with everything. Even as she grew older she was favored by the nobleman who employed her parents, who found her little hobby useful when negotiating with other nobles. What got to the girl was having to watch as her parents and the other employees work so hard with so little reward. Each day she would sit down in the servant’s quarter’s kitchen and watch as each of the staff members slinked inside utterly exhausted and joined in on eating the small portions provided by the greedy noble. Seeing such hard working people be treated so terribly slowly drove her over the edge, and so eventually just snapped.

Terry was fourteen when she wrote three notes and moved on with her life. The first was a goodbye letter to her parents. The second was a threat to the noble, telling him that if he didn’t improve the conditions of the servants, his wife would find out about the little affair he’d been having. The third was a list of blackmail the stable boy could use against the nobleman for future reference. After that she simply packed up her bags and left before the nobleman could punish her for her actions.

Once she left, the girl wasn’t quite sure what to do with her life. She wanted to do something; no one wants to die with nothing accomplished, but she didn’t know how to go about this. She didn’t have much money, and almost no useful training. So in the end she just wandered about doing some odd jobs here and there. She learned about all kinds of different people and found different viewpoints, of which all interested her. Eventually, as is destined for all travelers, she came across trouble.

Being unable to afford a room for the night the girl had settled for sleeping in a nearby alley, something she’d gotten used to doing when she first arrived in a new place. During the night a group of teens had decided to make prey on her. They beat her up for their own twisted amusement and would’ve done worse had someone not intervened. Thankfully, someone had. A middle aged man had ran up waving a fireplace poker like a club and shouting incomprehensible things like a mad man, which was apparently enough to drive them away. After that he’d taken Terry home with him and offered her a place to stay for a while. The two had slowly grown close and after getting to know Terry and her goals, the man had suggested she join the training corps and make a name for herself in the legion.

Figuring it’d be a better idea than wandering forever, Terry agreed with the veteran’s proposal.

Other:
Terry keeps a journal with the information she finds out about people. She writes it in a made up language so others can't read it and when people ask what she’s writing about she likes to say it’s a story about a lost world.