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Name: Bertholdt Fubar (Also written as Bertholt Huber and Bertholdt Hoover, I just prefer this spelling.) It's unknown if the translation of his last name to Fubar is mistranslated or an intentional play on the military acronym F.U.B.A.R., fucked up beyond all recognition. Which would make sense for a bunch of reasons.

Canon: Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin.

Bertholdt is like, the end all be all of spoilers for this series at the moment, so highlight to view any of the black bars.

Age: Pre: 16, Re: 30

Preincarnation Species: Human haha just playing you, he's totally a Titan Shifter

Preincarnation Appearance: Picture!

Bertholdt is tall, with a gangling lanky frame, standing at 6’3” (192cm) and only 178lbs (81kg.) He’s taller than his best friend Reiner, but much thinner built, his muscles lean rather than bulky. His face is rounded, with a sloped nose. His skin is slightly tanned compared to the other characters, and he has thick, shaggy black hair that’s cut short and feathered around his head. His eyes are green, and he very seldom has an expression that isn’t just a calm stare, though when he’s seen reacting he sweats. Bertholdt sweats constantly, most likely due to the fact that, as the Colossal Titan, his body temperature is much higher than anyone else’s even in human form. and is hardly ever seen without a bead of sweat on his face, implying that he’s probably soaked through, all the time. He’s probably pretty gross. Most of his height is in his long legs, and he’s a bit awkward when he moves.

Any differences:

There’s no real difference besides his age, being 30 years old rather than 16, but he also wears glasses, is two inches taller, and isn’t as muscular.

As he is not the Colossal Titan, his body heat, while higher due to his thyroid issues, is not as extremely high. He sweats a lot, but probably not as profusely, and won't let off steam when he overheats. Until he receives an echo for it, at least.

Preincarnated History: Wiki!

The wiki covers basically everything, but I'll try to go a little more in depth. This is as of Chapter 47 of the manga.

Bertholdt was eleven years old when Wall Maria fell. It's not very clear what happened to him before that, but what we do know is that he came with his childhood friends Reiner Braun and Annie Leonhardt from an undisclosed location to the south gate of Wall Maria and kicked it open from the outisde. Even at the age of eleven, Bertholdt was able to control his massive, 60m tall Titan form, the Colossal Titan well enough to transform and break through the wall with a kick to the gate. In doing so, he is responsible for over 10,000 deaths and the human evacuation of Wall Maria. After that, Annie, Bertholdt and Reiner went with the refugees into Wall Rose and for a short time, we don't know what they were doing. In the anime, Annie Bertholdt and Reiner are all seen in the lines to get rations in episode 2, but otherwise we don't know if they stayed in close proximity to Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, and Armin Arlet. At the age of thirteen, Bertholdt joined the training corps of the military with Reiner and Annie, and graduated third from the top of their class. During camp he learned how to use the 3D-Maneuver Gear (3DMG) and became a soldier alongside other teenagers his age. Though he is best friends with Reiner, he didn't seem to make close friends with any of the other cadets like Reiner did, keeping himself closed off and aloof. While he's not entirely anti-social, talking to Eren and Armin for example, he never gets close to anyone. This of course is because of his mission as a Titan Shifter and a Warrior, not wanting to get close to any of the people whose lives he's destroyed. Unlike Reiner, he never forgets their mission and seems to feel no remorse for what he's done. Once he's graduated, he helps the effort in Trost despite being the entire reason for its invasion. After they're finished with their time in the training corps, five years after the fall of Wall Maria, Bertholdt takes on his Colossal Titan form yet again and opens the gate to Wall Rose in the southern town of Trost. He's there whenMarco dies and tells Annie it doesn't matter, when she says she's sorry. After Trost is reclaimed and the Titans are pushed from the city, he joins the Scouting Legion with Reiner, despite having expressed previously his urge to join the Military Police in the Interior with Annie, which was probably the initial plan to begin with. This is probably due to his observed "lack of initiative," and his need to follow Reiner rather than lead.

We don't see Bertholdt much until the Breach Arc in the manga, though he's often in the background when Reiner's speaking, when the cadets are trapped in Castle Utgard without their gear. He is surprised, like Reiner, to find out that Ymir is a 15m Titan, one who came in during the attack on Wall Maria and also the "Dancing Titan" who ate their childhood friend. Upon their return from the mission, Reiner reveals that he is the Armored Titan and Bertholdt is the Colossal Titan, against Bertholdt's wishes. They weren't meant to reveal their identities and he is shocked and angry that Reiner would be so stupid as to do so. After the initial fight where Reiner and Bertholdt go full panic mode and explode into Titans, Bertholdt somehow steals the 3DMG from a soldier he swallowed in his Titan form, helps to grab and unconscious Eren and Ymir, and escapes on Reiner's back, as his Titan form is much faster than Bertholdt's own. They hid out for a while in the Titan infested outer wall, in the Forest of Giant Trees, waiting for Ymir and Eren to recover (both of who had lost limbs and needed to regrow them,) knowing they couldn't keep running during the day light while so many "feral" Titans were out. He argues with Reiner about his decision to reveal them, and gets very upset when he realizes Reiner's delusions are becoming worse. This is the first time we see a lot of emotion from Bertholdt, who is worrying about his friend and the Mission. During this time, Reiner also insinuates that Bertholdt has always had a crush on Annie, but it's very likely that this is only due to Reiner's disassociation considering that Bertholdt and Annie have had little to no screen time together even when Reiner claims he "stares at her a lot." After Ymir and Eren wake up, they start to travel through the Forest of Giant Trees with Ymir on Bertholdt's back and Eren on Reiner's. Ymir gets increasingly upset that she doesn't know if Christa is okay or not and proceeds to try and strangle Bertholdt until he lets her down. Despite having just choked Bertholdt to death, Reiner allows her to take on her Titan form and go to kidnap Christa, who has ridden after the group with the Scouting Legion to recover them. Ymir returns with Christa in her mouth (as a Titan,) and they once again ride on Reiner's Titan Form's back to run from their pursuers.

Reincarnated History:

Bertholdt grew up lonely. Both of his parents worked, leaving him to his own devises for the most part, and the only real memories he has of them from growing up, besides overly forced holiday gatherings, is his mother taking him to the doctors so often during middle school. Due to his abnormal height (six foot tall in 6th grade,) along with chronic rapid heartbeat and constant sweating, he had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. His parents, while supportive about it, did only the minimum when it came to his condition: "just put him on pills," "if he needs surgery, go ahead." Their cold attitude about it caused him to resent them as well as his doctors and treatment, and by the time he was steadily taking his medication for the condition he had grown five more inches before his first year of high school even started. While his height made him more popular in high school, the jealousy and bullying from other boys in elementary and middle school had already done its job, causing Bertholdt to become withdrawn. By his senior year, he had no friends and uncaringly went through the motions of graduating and getting into college. There, he kept to himself still, doing fairly well in his classes and graduating. During his college years, his father took ill and passed away. Though he spent plenty of time with his mother comforting her, he hadn't really felt much of anything. The idea that... he just didn't care haunts him a little.

With a BA in English and Composition, Bertholdt took a job at the publishing company he'd interned at during college, transferring to their Locke City branch, and once he'd worked his way up, took an editing position so he could work from home. By the time he reached thirty, he was well respected at the company, even if he didn't socialize much, working on books from approved authors that ended up becoming quite popular. In doing most of his work from his small apartment and contacting people by email, Bertholdt's life was almost completely solitary and he enjoyed it that way. After his first echo, he was slow to access the network but eventually mustered up the courage to figure out what the string of numbers he couldn't get out of his head meant.

First Echo: a name

Bertholdt was sitting at his computer, as usual, when it happened. He had been corresponding with his current author about his book when he'd gotten an email from the boss at his publishing company, who had been on vacation in the Bahamas for the passed two weeks. Though he doubted it was anything important, he opened it anyway to take a small break in his work, finding a thoughtful email from his boss about her vacation and her kids. While he didn't envy her (his condition made his body so hot and he sweat so much, being down south on the beach sounded miserable,) it was... nice, he guessed, to see someone so happy. She deserved it, after all. In the passed years he'd worked there, she had gotten the company from a small publishing firm in a corner of an office building to something far more grand. He was about the exit out of the email when he saw she'd attached pictures and sighed and little, taking a drink of his coffee before clicking through them. Most of them were of her and her family on the beach, the kids swimming, but something caught his eye near the end of the small slide show. No one in particular, just a man in the background of the photo behind them, slightly out of focus. He was tall and blond, with hard muscle that suited his broad shoulders and frame. He was looking off screen at someone, his profile carrying a slightly hooked nose, a huge grin...

Why did he seem familiar? It was still on his mind later when he went out for groceries (it was well overdue and he had nothing but stray vegetables and cup-a-noodle laying around,) planning on a full shop as he walked into the store. He really... disliked going out, more or less shut up at home most of the time, but this was something he had to do himself. Walking through the aisles with his cart, Bertholdt grabbed what food he remembered he would need, making a mental note to make a list next time (like he always told himself when he shopped, it never happened,) and piling whatever into the basket. He was just turning his cart back toward the checkout when two children ran passed him in the aisle. They were no more than ten or eleven years old, and the taller of the two had bumped into his cart and fallen to the ground. When he started to cry, Bertholdt looked around for a possible adult to collect them and to assure them it hadn't been his fault before looking back as the shorter boy picked him up off the floor into a hug, rocking him and telling him jokes until he laughed.

"It's okay, Brendon, I trip all the time!" Said the shorter of the two, dusting off his friend's (brother's?) clothes as he pulled him to his feet, tickling him a little to keep him smiling as he rubbed his runny nose on his sleeve. "Don't be sad! No one's gonna yell..."

"Th-thanks, Ralphie," he mumbled, before giggling as the shorter child gave his forehead a kiss, obviously mimicking a parent who subjected the both to that kind of treatment often. Ralphie pinched his nose then and he seemed cheered up just fine, slipping his hand into the blond's and they ran further down the aisle.

Due to his condition, he really hadn't had any friends during his childhood (and there after,) alone with his books and anything he had to keep his mind off his loneliness. Perhaps he wouldn't have been social anyway, considering his anxiety, but he'd never know it that was natural or from his illness as well. He had never had a friend like that, to pick him up when he was hurt, to make him laugh when he cried... And yet, it felt familiar. Once again, something he had never experienced or seen before seemed so familiar to him, like a memory he couldn't place. Like he had been in the taller boy's place before. It made him feel... like home. It made him feel safe, for just a moment. It made him feel...

"Like Reiner used to," he said, as the boys's mother (? He assumed,) rushed to get them, a harried looking, short blond woman who scolded them for running and hurried them away. Bertholdt just watched, dumbfounded as he said it again, just to confirm it was him who had actually said it, not someone else. "Like... Reiner used to," he mumbled, shaking his head and trying to think as he walked with his food to the front, paying absentmindedly and going home with his grocery bags. Who was Reiner? Why had... he remembered him? Why did that name hold any significance to him? What was going on?

He walked home, oblivious to anything other than the thought in his mind. Who was Reiner, and....

Why did it make him feel something?

Preincarnation Personality:

Bertholdt is quiet and more than a little shy. In the official ratings he's noted as being a coward and has a self esteem of one or two our of ten. During training camp, though he was third from the top in ranking, he was said to be skilled but lacking any initiative. He's very much a "background character," who says very little and gives nothing away. He prefers to be lead, and follows popular opinion, making him a good best friend for Reiner, who is very much a leader. He says himself that he is weak willed. Bertholdt is very timid and as a result of his weak will, and extremely easy to push around. A doormat, if you will. He may not be easily convinced of something, but he'll probably go along with it if you ask. His speech is slow and deliberate, and it takes him a while to figure out what to say, preferring to think things through.

During the Clash of the Titans Arc, we get a lot more development for Bertholdt, finding that he is very cowardly and only wants to "return home." He reminds Reiner that they are Warriors, not soldiers, in a bid to get him to remember their mission, desperate for Reiner to "come back to his senses" so they can get out of there. He lacks the initiative to lead and wanted to join the Military Police to "lead a safe life." This is averted later of course, when the reader knows their initial plan was to invade the Interior, but he never wanted to join the Scouting Legion until meekly following Reiner, as usual, into that military branch.

Despite this, he is incredibly cold to others, and very indifferent. When confronted by Eren about being the cause of his mother's death, Bertholdt simply states that it was unfortunate. He doesn't seem to feel guilt for what he's done. The only thing that can get a rise out of him is Reiner or the mention of. He cares very much for his friend and is extremely worried over the idea that Reiner is forgetting more and more, not only about their Mission but also their childhood. His personality also seems to differ a bit around Reiner, as he's more open with the blond and more easily animated.

As stated in his Appearance Section, Bertholdt sweats a lot, and only sweats more when he's nervous or riled up. He's easily nervous due to how timid he is, and may clam up or shake if he's truly bothered by something someone says.

Any differences:

It's basically the same, though without Reiner in his life Bertholdt is... just an unhappy person all around. He's cold and calm, and more than a little resentful of his parents, with no one to vent it to. It's not that he's an extremely private person, but the amount of courage it would take to unload his baggage on someone would be tremendous and there's just... no one around him that he could do that with. Without Reiner to encourage him, he's more withdrawn and seems a lot more indifferent. He's also... a bit more passive aggressive. He's very shy, but when forced to talk to others he'll go along with whatever, but he's most likely to think pretty badly of that person. He'll talk to someone nicely and think "geez, could they go away now? I don't care about this at all," or simply wish he (or the other person(s),) would disappear. His lack of self esteem is his biggest crutch when it comes to talking to other people. Even if he doesn't agree with someone he's willing to appease them by agreeing or encouraging them where he can. It's easier than trying to get his own point across with words, which scares him far too much to do in person one-on-one that he just won't do it. He's timid and always willing to be the one that says "I'll do whatever everyone else wants to do," even if he won't agree with it or enjoy it. He's a complete follower, but unlike in his canon where he'll follow Reiner to his death, this complex is only with people face to face. When writing letters, emails, texts, anything where he doesn't have to be audible and can think through what he has to say with the written word, he's pretty ruthless. He tells you what's best in his opinion when he never would over the phone or at the office. This makes him very, very good at his editing job, and it's really his only passion so he won't let anyone interfere with his work.

Abilities:

Bertholdt graduated in the third ranking position of the training corps, and is known for being the best in their squadron at the use of 3DMG. This is most likely due to his long, lanky body as the 3DMG is best used by someone with a light, slender frame. Because of this, it's usually female soldiers who use it the best. Beyond that, he has basic military survival training and close quarters combat skills. He is muscular and strong.

As the Colossal Titan, Bertholdt is 60m tall and ill proportioned with long arms and legs and a short torso. He is very slow due to his size, and only able to hit unmoving objects (such as walls,) making him ill suited for fighting. As a defense mechanism, he can shoot boiling steam off of his body to deter attackers, so hot it can burn human skin. Because of this, and his high body heat and tendency to sweat, it's very likely he has an extremely high body temperature even in human form. Most speculate he was born/created for the soul purpose for tearing down the walls, and thus he considers himself nothing more than a weapon. He also has a Titan's healing powers, able to regenerate any part of himself if not struck in the back of the neck.

Of course, reincarnated he would have very little of these skills, though eventual echos may bring his healing powers back.

Roleplay Sample – Third Person:

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Roleplay Sample - Network:

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I'm not sure what all of this means, but I know it won't matter in the long run now that it's happened. There's something... strange, but nothing seems dangerous. Is it an internet programme? I can only guess that's the case. Then... there's the number. I was never good at math, so I don't know if it's a formula or anything. It must be a code, then, or a password? I wrote it down to remember it, but I can't stop thinking about it anyway. Just being able to remember something like that without trying is really strange.

 

[You wouldn't know how shy this guy is from how neatly he types. Believe it, this took ages for him to think through before posting it.]

 

[At this point, however, his keyboard stops working? Why? He fiddles with it, but nothing seems to happen. He sees the mic option on his screen pop up and hesitates before clicking it.]

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I... I don't know... what's happening. This... isn't a virus, is... it? My... all my work is on here, I can't lose my computer...

 

[There's a flustered sort of shuffle heard from behind the microphone, as he looks through his desk for something.]

I don't understand it... I don't even know who to ask for an explanation. I... i-if anyone could...

 

[His voice grows smaller and smaller, mumbling about not knowing what to do or say, until finally the mic shuts off and the log ends.]