Updated 10/29/15

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The 17 year-old boy stood at attention in front of his commander, Commander Erwin Smith of the Survey Corps. Erwin looks up and down the young fellow carefully as he sat in his chair behind the desk of his office, inspecting his uniform, posture, and, above all else, that look in his eyes. The young man's eyes were straight forward, nearly without a trace of any life.

"Logan Pierce, take it easy, lad", Erwin says with an easy-going tone, holding his hand up to relieve Logan of his posture. "Serving under Captain Levi during his first year since he joined our ranks,assisted Hange in her long-term research, and volunteered in nearly every expedition we have gone forward with... You have an interesting amount of dedication for a job no other man would take voluntarily over and over with ease. Tell me, what's your secret?"

"My hatred for titans, sir", is the answer Erwin had gotten from the young man, Logan Pierce.

Erwin's lips curls into a soft smile, folding his hands in front of his mouth. Logan's intentions and drive were all so familiar, familiar enough to use to his liking. "Listen, Logan..." Erwin stood up, going to his window and gazes outside at the sunset in the distance. "... I'm relocating you from Hange's squad."

"And who will I be serving under this time, sir?"

"No one. I'm making you a squad leader. There's an adequate amount of new recruits joining the Corps, and I'll be putting them into your squad. You do realize the responsibility that weighs on your shoulders now, do you?"

"I do." Logan felt unsure of all this. He felt as though he wasn't yet fully equipped for the leadership skills required to lead a handful of young, fresh-out-of-training men and women into battle against titans

"And let's not forget about your actions on the field."

Logan glanced over his shoulder to see the all-too familiar voice of Levi, his previous squad leader he had once been led by. "Sir?"

"Drop the sir crap, Pierce, jeez. What I'm talking about is your lone-wolf intentions. You risk the lives of others all around you whenever we have to chase your ass from getting killed. Commander Erwin, are you sure you want to trust this lone-wolf?"

...

Logan walks through the halls of the Survey Corps's headquarters, filing through some papers of battle plans handed to him as "study guides" for future reference when leading his squad on an expedition or something. Under a couple sheets of formation layouts and what-not, he had the papers of those he would be training and leading. He didn't bother with even glancing at them. He just wanted to meet them straightforward and get a clear understanding of his squad member's personas first hand.

"Logan, is that you?"

As Logan stopped, he looked over to Petra, who had a tray of tea she was about to bring into the dining hall. She was quite the complimentary waitress, as she would typically be whenever the Corps gathers around like this at this hour.

Through the dimly lit torches hung on the walls, Logan could barely make out her worn-out and tired expression, which she quickly changed it to a more happy-go-lucky look she usually wears which oh-so perfectly fits her character half the time.

"Yeah it's me, Levi-Lover", he answered with a smirk. "Something on your mind or something? Wanna talk about how much Levi ignores you again? Or maybe-"

Petra quickly stomps towards Logan and kicks him hard in his shin. "Shut up, moron! I just wanted to see who I was say hi to, you jerk!"

Logan stumbles back as he felt his shin sting with pain, but he lets his expression be passive of it. "Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm just dicking around, you know?" He files through the papers again of formations and signal flares and when to fire the flares. "I got some studying to do, so I'll be skipping tea time tonight."

"O-Oh, you have your own squad?" She looks over the papers before he swipes them out of her view.

"Just go serve everyone what they need, woman." He waves after her with a thin grin before walking ahead. "Or get your ass back in the kitchen." He then left her now pissy-mood-self behind as she was so close to just blowing up.

"So don't break formation... Look out for a messenger in case the formation needs to be changed or readjusted... Black smoke is for abnormals... Forward scouts may be where my squad is going to be at... Maybe rear guard..." Logan sighs softly to himself before coming to a stop in front of his bedroom door. He enters as he scans over the formation information and protocols needed in case of an attack. It was so much...

...

The next early morning was bright with little clouds. Logan was outside manning the stable, cleaning after the horses and resupplying their feed before leaving back inside. In the dining hall, he found Petra, Hange, and Gunther eating some breath and drinking their tea. Logan took a seat beside Hange as she was boring the others of her newly-discovered research findings.

"... And then Sonny nearly snapped me in half", Hange exclaimed as she finished her story with happiness. She bit her bread before looking over to Logan. "Hey, you're doing okay there?"

Logan sighs softly, digging his hands into his hair. "Yeah, yeah, just studied everything I needed to know. And Dita was at the stable either, so I took care of them for him, with whatever I know."

Hange pats his back hard as he began to take a sip of his tea, which nearly made him choke. "Good boy, what a good boy!"

Logan briefly shot Hange a glare then took a piece of bread. "So, the recruits are here yet?"

"Yeah", Gunther answered, "I think I saw them just move to their rooms last night. Don't know where they could be now, though. Wanna go look for them?"

After Logan took a few bites out of his bread and finished his tea, he stood up from his seat and cleaned his mess before leaving to the door. "Yeah, I got it myself."

"No you don't, kid." Levi was at the other side of the door Logan had just opened, his arms folded across his chest as he eyes Logan. "I ran into a couple of them. Follow me and I'll point them out to you. I know a kid like you didn't even look at not one of their files."

He was right. But it pissed him off so much that he was. As Logan followed Levi down the hall, he had begun to feel slightly curious. He wondered what his squad would be like, he wondered if they're the wimps like every recent graduate is like or if they're the tough-ass kids like he and Levi once were. Doesn't matter. Now was the meet-and-greet, hosted by the famous Captain Levi as his guide.

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Wassup people! Alright, so this is a special story; a gift from me to you. I figured that "Hey, let's leave out Alpha Providence and blah blah blah shits and giggles" and thought of this (thanks to a certain dude who inspired me.) I want you guys to send me your character you want me to use. I have up to 5 slots. If I'm interested and there's more than I expect, then I may increase the number. Anyway, the rules are no godmod OP-ass characters and PLEASE send it all to the PMs. Also, submissions are endless! :D If you wanna send more than one, then send them over! Wanna talk about it? I'm free (Weekdays: 5:00 to 10:30 and Weekends sometimes all day). The template is below:

Name:

Age:

Nickname: (Keep this appropriate)

Gender:

Bust Size: (Females only)

Eye Color: (Be creative)

Hair Color: (Go crazy)

Hair Style:

Height:

Weight:

What They Usually Wear When Off Duty: (Can be anything casual that FITS THE SETTING; doesn't have to be the uniform all the time)

Favorite Place to Hang Out: (Can be anywhere within Wall Maria, Scout Corps HQ, or whatever)

Sexual Orientation:

Tone of voice: (Deep? Girlish? Child-like? Soft? Gravelly? Any accent?)

Body type: (Beef cake? Skinny? Any gained pounds? Swimmer build?)

Specialty: (Fast? Full blunt power? Evened out?)

Likes:

Dislikes:

Strengths: (No less than 3, no more than 6)

Weaknesses: (Has to be 2 more than strengths)

Thoughts/Feelings of the Survey Corps?: (Hate it? Love it? Scared? Anxious?)

Romance?: (Optional. If yes, what kind of person are they in to?)

Bio: (Details. Entertain me. This should be your rich, meaty portion of information. Make it interesting.)

Skills: (What do they offer to the squad?)

Personality: (Mean? Nice? Pissy? Short tempered?)

Quirks: (Anything strange or weird they do from time to time?)

Thoughts of Logan: (Is your character skeptical? Automatically looks up to him? How do they feel moving under Logan's command, a man they don't know?)

Extra: (Tattoo? Piercing? Glasses? Scars?)