#panzerherz

[fatamorganae]

So I made a mix out of frustration a few days ago with some older WH songs that I still hold dear 

[floraphantom-blog]

christmas presence | ( alphonse & phoebe )

     The sunlight had began taking its leave as night began to make its appearance. The temperature had spiked drastically as the winds were rather sharp, but she managed to persevere. It would have been beneficial to have her Dusknoir around; however, she'd rather her companion remain comfortable inside its pokeball than float around in this nippy weather.

     Her hands were occupied with bags filled with gifts. While she had bought some items intentionally for certain people, she discovered that she may have bought more than she needed. A few products of overspending included a lava lamp, a paper umbrella, a coffee cup, and a ceramic ghost. While all of these would be super cool gifts to keep, she reminded herself that Christmas is about giving and that buying presents for oneself was frowned upon slightly.

     As she walked home, azure hues noted a rather interesting person- or at least she assumed it was a person. Orbs had been locked onto a rather large suit of armor in solitude. They carried on with their business; however, it was rather difficult to lose the trainer once her interest had been piqued. Besides, not only did they appear interesting, but they were also alone on this holiday; perhaps, she could give them a present or two or three.  

     Rapidly trekking onward, she cut the person off and set her bags down. " Hello there! Uh, I couldn't help but notice that you're alone, but hopefully I'm not bothering you! Um! " She reaches into one of her bags, pulling out the lava lamp and the small ghost figurine. Extending her arms, she offered them both forward, still not able to tell if there was a person inside the armor or not.

     "Here! Please take these gifts!"

[molaribus]

panzerherz

          It's intriguing how one would be able to tote around a suit of armor of that size around the city. Though the weather wasn't bright and sunny and was more for wearing sweaters, it baffled her how they were able to move around so easily. It was rude to ask, but she was dying to know. ❝ Hey, you have a minute? ❞

          ❝ I know you must be asked this question so many times through out the day and I'm sorry..but how do you do it? Walk around in that armor, I mean. It looks really heavy and clunky...must be uncomfortable and hard to breathe in I would think. ❞

[saintism]

10, 2, 7!

what are similarities/differences between you and your character?

i guess if anything that we’re most similar is, it’s with how we talk back to people who talk to us? if someone questions us on something we’re passionate about to make it seem otherwise, we’ll sass back without a second thought. though if you treat us kindly we’ll respond kindly, too. we have no problems with telling people how we feel at that the current time or letting it be known and we tend to keep more to ourselves.opposites, however, is the fact that i don’t believe i would be able to go into battle without a sword while only holding a banner. her devotion is quite lovely, too, something i don’t believe i would ever be able to match up to in that sense. i also feel like she’d be more naive than me in that sense haha.

what would your character do if he/she witnessed the death of their most loved?

initially she would probably be upset, even cry and grieve over their loss. however her religion would set in and she would accept their death and would believe that they were in a better place, whether it being in heaven or simply at peace. she would try to smile rather than cry or anything since she would believe that they deserve a positive attitude on the good times rather than recalling their last moments constantly.

what are the traits that you look up to in your character?

uggh alkgjalk everything cries. i love jehanne so much as a person, not just a character. i love how devoted she is to where she does not surrender until she is absolutely forced to, and how strong her will is in every aspect. the fact that she stands by everything she says is such a major plus and that she is brave enough to go into battle with her men so she can place her life at danger just like them and not cowering behind some lines as they do all the work.she’s just so perfect to me in every aspect there is no way i can choose just one or two traits that i would look up to.

[sineveritatemoved]

panzerherz replied to your post: "Hey, brother.. Someone told me that it was...

“Hey, brother.. We’ve gotten pretty far, haven’t we? I’m sure mom is proud of the both of us.” A glance down at the toy, he lifted it up only slightly, “I miss mom, Ed, but I think she already knows this. Let’s continue trying our best, for mom, Ed.”

“No doubt about it, Al. We’ve made some mistakes, but we were sure to learn from them. We’ve grown, and that’s what any mom would want .. right?” Confidence wavering just so, it was clear that the elder could only guess. But it was as good an assumption as any, a light smile quirking his lips. “I hear you, Al. As long as we keep moving, we’ll make it one day. I’m sure nothing would make her happier.”

[sineveritatemoved]

!eaten alive: [ alphonse&ling ]

The only logical explanation that could be conceived in this situation was that it was nothing more than another impromptu test by the woman revered as their teacher. Seemingly abandoned in a location without any previous knowledge as to what to expect, it resembled the island incident sans a knife given to ensure protection. With only his brother at his side, discerning a means to once again fend in a new environment could only be accomplished through combined effort.

Alphonse had been slacking in their reconnaissance of the city though, no longer trotting at his heels obediently as instead he'd come to a gradual stop. With a marginal frown appearing at that did the older turn his golden gaze away from the awe-inspiring, although moderately intimidating, landscape to what was anticipated to be the younger enraptured by a stray cat. It proved to be quite different, an older man sprawled on the ground in an embarrassing fashion with the other Elric crouched in rapt concern beside the stranger. All the same, there wasn't time to spend on incompetent adults, and quite frankly, the blond had had more than enough of them.

"C'mon, Al, just leave him there." Set on encouraging the younger to do just that, it took only a few steps to reach the two. "He's an adult, he's nobody's problem but his own. He's got nothing to do with us. Let's just get going." As an added measure to sway the kind-hearted individual,  a scare tactic was then initiated. "Imagine what teacher would do to us if she found out we slacked off."

[sineveritatemoved]

"Hey, brother.. Someone told me that it was 'Mother's day'. I'm not entirely sure what that is but.. do you think we should do something for Mom? It's been awhile since we've put anything at her grave. Maybe we can transmute something, just like we did as kids!" Like they did as kids. Because no matter what hardships they've faced, the praises that he received from his mother were probably what he loved to remember the most. It emitted warmth, and although he can't feel it now, he loved it.

The mention of their mother would normally warrant silence, a dismal atmosphere created when forced to remember the sins they'd committed. The enthusiasm the other displayed was able to prevent such, a smile, one that wasn't necessarily exultant, cast the other's way. It was all that could be managed, and Al would understand that.

"That's a great idea, Al. We can't exactly pay our respects the right way, not while we're stuck here, but this is just as good." With a little extra reassuring for good measure, legs bent to allow the blond to crouch down, gloves absentmindedly tugged off as he did so. Gold glanced upward at the imposing figure of his brother once situated, a faint grin flashed as he gestured for the younger to join him. "Let's do it like we used to, for old time's sake."

Digits made of flesh traced the proper alchemical array into the dirt of the ground with a bit of difficulty, not fully used to doing so anymore after so much time had passed without the need for it. Once completed did the alchemist clap his hands together firmly, pressing them to the ground to allow the transmutation to take place, the blue light caused by the science only flashing for a moment as the transformation had been nearly instantaneous. Leaning back on his heels to survey what had been created, the sight was revealed to the younger.

A toy horse.

Bearing the same appearance as the sort he'd made as a child, the proportions had been purposely off in order for it to perfectly resemble the one from his memories.  A crude creation, something far below the level of caliber he'd attained, it didn't matter that something far more grand could've been made without difficulty. This cheap piece had been more than enough to allow him to see the smile he'd desire, and that was all that truly mattered.

"This is more than enough," he affirmed, metallic digits moving across the horse in hand. "Mom never was hard to please. Something as crappy as this was enough to make her smile." A wry smile tugging at his lips, legs pushed up to return him to his full height, the smile widening a bit as the toy was deposited into the outstretched hand of his brother. "Yeah .. this is enough."

[sineveritatemoved]

!of men and cats: [ closed ]

Years of traveling while accompanied by the distinct clang of metal had made it an easy task to distinguish the noise from other similar ones, the sound automatically recognized the moment it was first heard echoing in the distance. Elation was evident when it'd been picked up, a bright smile betraying the happiness that was felt as legs abandoned their brisk pace to instead dart off in the direction of what was undeniably his younger brother. There was no mistaking those hollow steps, the length of time that the two had been separated pushing him forward to reach the other that much quicker.

Sudden silence forced the alchemist to a stop, head shifting to either side in order to try and locate the now stationary suit of armor. Something so large was rather hard to miss, golden pupils landing on the familiar sight without much wasted time. Not questioning why the boy was crouched in an offside alley in favor of beginning the reunion, the alchemist made to jog over, an excited call of, "Al!" announcing his approach.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." More than relieved to know that the younger was alright after having ventured into that unbelievable blizzard, knuckles rapped against a metal arm. "You really couldn't be quiet even if you wanted to. Guess I can't complain since that's how I managed to find you." Chuckling a little, the fact that the other had been tuckered out of sight was a little confusing. "Why are you hiding in here, anyway? I could've found you faster if you hadn't, you know."