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There are drugs on Planet X, and they come out of House 7. As for fashion, it’s rather haphazard and very homemade. The residents were transferred with the clothes on their backs, so they have those, but that’s all they had to live with at first. As there were initially more than 100 residents, regardless of if it was in bad taste, some would have even resorted to taking the clothes of those who had died. Some of the crates would have contained materials for making clothing, but the main priority is keeping warm rather looking good.
It really depends. Sometimes the nickname is one of the first things we work out when writing a character, but other times it isn’t chosen until the very end. There are times that we don’t even choose the faceclaim until the very end, either. So I unfortunately can’t give you a direct answer.
We’re very pleased with how active the dash is. Thank you all so much for being patient with us. Everyone is doing great. New characters are coming tomorrow, as well as a writing prompt.
The fact that people are in a certain house shouldn’t do anything to hinder them from interacting with those in other houses. I don’t suspect everyone stays inside their respective houses all day, every day anyway. So just like normal! I might also suggest referring to this ask.
a.k.a. Phenex · 24 · FC: Kwon Ji-yong · Open
“You’re a monster! А demon! You’re never going to be able to purify yourself, not even in a thousand years, Phenex! No matter how hard you try, you’ll carry this. All that blood on your hands, you can’t wash it off, don’t even try. I hope you rot in hell.”
— Gloria Arnold
Jin Ae’s life had been completely normal until he was chosen to be one of Graeme Aeryn’s lab rats. His family gave him up, they had other children and debts to pay. Jin Ae would do all the work and they would receive compensation. He was taken by force, kicking and screaming until consciousness left him. From then on everything seemed hopeless. Jin Ae was under surveillance, doctors came in and out of his room all the time to check up on him. He was obedient and quiet, no one had any reason to suspect him of any wrongdoing. That changed after vaccination day. The side effects were terrifying, but most of the other labrats were still alive and healthy. Jin Ae thought he would be too. He had no such luck. It was as though death had come for him, he was constantly in pain, sometimes even blacked out because of it, waking up with no memory of the previous day. He was no longer calm and collected, but violent due to the pain. Jin Ae’s sanity was going down the drain, once he found out his family had sold him to science it was too much to take. He was desperate to escape, had tried and failed both times. Most labrats had tried at least once, so he wasn’t considered dangerous. But after his first murder Jin Ae was locked up. The only person who visited him was nurse Anna. She was quite fond of him and he used that to his advantage. Anna, a gullible young woman, allowed Jin Ae to crawl his way into her heart. One night she snuck him out of the mental ward, he had said he wanted fresh air, Anna wasn’t suspecting she wouldn’t live to wake up the next day. Jin Ae didn’t know everything around him would come crashing down ether.
On Planet X Jin Ae refused to go by his real name, he was X now, just another person damned in outer space. No one had to know anything about his life before the apocalypse, he didn’t want anyone feeling sorry for him, he didn’t want anyone to try to understand him or the things he did. It’s better to be feared than pitied. He only told Vladimir a bit about himself, it took effort and X felt vulnerable in that moment, but Vladimir had earned it. X felt uncomfortable and exposed among other humans, not being used to interaction and the outdoors. And the fact that he showed his true colors, which were not all that bright only made things harder for him. He had never known love and the love he thought was pure was confirmed to be a lie. Emotions confused him, sometimes made him angry. Once he felt strong affection towards a girl, an urge to kill also came, afraid of pure feelings such as love and admiration, he felt the need to taint them with a darkness he had grown accustomed to. The corpses around him calmed him down and though he tried to control himself he multiplied them, adding his own pile of dead bodies, some of people he had met, and others of people he had killed in a state of rage. No one wanted anything to do with him, though there was one girl he wanted for himself, but she had people who loved and and would protect her from him. And he ended them all, only to reach her. Maybe this was what love felt like and he feared it. Love would only make him weak, he already felt it like venom spreading throughout his body. X decided that it would be better if she were gone, he would add her to the collection of skeletons. He would save himself and by killing her, save her as well. You protect the ones you love, even if that means ending their lives.
The alien theories confused X, but he got used to them and found out a way to use them to his advantage. Though it might seem foolish, X blames them for the crimes he commits and the bodies gone missing and Vladimir confirms his stories. Almost no one believes them. Rather than a misunderstood labrat, Phenex has become a character from a bed time story, the kind you tell your children if they’re misbehaved. Beware of the monster. He’s the symbol of evil in this outer space hell. Honestly, X isn’t afraid of the aliens like some of the other residents. He’d paint the walls with their blood, if given the chance. He’s been through hardships and he doesn’t handle them well, but maybe for once he could be a soldier, if the outer space beings are violent. Lord knows he is too. Maybe if he fights for the others they’d accept him, though he can’t even accept himself sometimes. No one fighting for the humans wants his help, he’s turn their back on them, betray them, even kill them. No one trusts the madman who had killed or could kill their girlfriend or child. Everything X does is unexpected. If he wants to prove himself he’ll go searching on his own, though that would only make him slip further away from his sanity, had that even been something he possessed? X has rare moments, in which he feels remorse for what he’s done. He prays for forgiveness to a God he thinks will listen to him, even though he knows no one will hear his prayers. Before the light left her eyes, Gloria told him he would never go to heaven. She didn’t know living was his hell.
a.k.a. Malady · 23 · FC: Choi Seung-hyun · Open
“Are you trying to get yourself killed? No, don’t answer that. You’re nothing but a malady to these people; you know that, right? No one wants you here. Now start living like that’s actually the case or you’re going to get yourself torn to pieces. Literally.”
— Elias Rosenqvist
At the age of five, a nameless child was taken in by scientists Graeme and Leota Aeryn, having spent almost the entirety of his life thus far in an overflowing orphanage. It was then that he became Vanris Aeryn, a member of what would eventually be considered the most hated family on the planet and in history. Although initially happy to have a home, as time passed, the more he wanted out. He had grown to love his family, but in the isolated mansion, concealed by dense forest, he felt more like a prisoner than anything. Very rarely was he allowed to leave, and only under strict security. His mother told him it was for his own safety, and she told him stories of what went on in the world outside to scare him out of running if he ever got the chance. Graeme and Leota couldn’t risk anyone outside of their small team of nurses, doctors, and other scientists finding out what went on within the confines of these walls. Not even Vanris knew the gory details; he was left in the dark, left only to wonder. He didn’t understand the faint screaming and the crying he heard in the middle of the night. He didn’t understand the glimpse he once caught of corpses being thrown into a ditch not far off from the house before his mother hurried him away. He didn’t understand why he was being conditioned to hate the human race. Asking questions never earned him any answers, and so he began to think up scenarios to calm his wandering mind. None of his unpleasant thoughts, however, could prepare him for the bitter reality. After fifteen long years of his father’s work, the Aeryn Virus was released into the air of major cities all over the world. The bodies of men, women, and children alike began to pile up by the hundreds of thousands, and all Vanris could do was cower in a corner. Luckily for him, the end was imminent.
Vanris’s first few weeks on Planet X were spent freezing half to death and trying to pass off an arrogant and intimidating façade in the process. But when it all came down to it, he was just a scared kid, lost in an unfamiliar setting and surrounded by unfamiliar faces. Vanris’s face may have initially been just as unfamiliar to them, but his name surely wasn’t. For some time, he tried to get away with a fake name and a fake history, but it was only so long before the others caught on. And as they learned, he was unable to escape the knowing glances of those who had lost loved ones to the virus sharing his name, leaving him to feel just as trapped on Planet X as he did on Earth. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t seem to get the point across that he had nothing to do with it, but Graeme and Leota Aeryn’s fatal mistake was now his burden to bear. He has plenty of scars to show for the amount of fights — not in his favor — that the subject has inspired over the course of his time here. As such, Vanris has often taken to hiding away in his room, or taking off and disappearing to somewhere he thinks no one will find him. He doesn’t heed the warnings of malevolent creatures lurking in the shadows, because at this point, he is past caring about his personal safety. The nearly dead forest not far off from the Houses has become his favorite place to escape to, although it has a tendency to remind him of the prison of branches in which he spent his life on Earth. But just so long as he can get away from everyone for at least a short amount of time, he’s happy. Or at least the closest he can manage to get to it.
The talk of aliens seems to be the least of his problems for the time being. If anything is going to kill him, it’s going to be the other residents, not aliens. He has allowed himself to stay in the dark when it comes to the unknown, not wanting to worry himself over the mystery behind the supply crates, or the mystery behind how they got here in the first place. This obsession that people have is ridiculous and unhealthy, as far as he’s concerned. Having gone out on his own plenty of times and never having seen or heard anything questionable, Vanris is personally convinced that they’re alone on Planet X. The real monsters are among themselves, and while his father may have had enough blood on his hands to fill a sea, Vanris isn’t quite one of them. He sometimes wishes that the apocalypse had ended his life; life here is no better than it was on Earth, and at times he swears it’s worse. It’s becoming harder to get away, and he can only take so much more of constantly having to deal with people who think they know his story and think they have the right to reprimand him as a result. Sooner or later, it’s going to drive him over the edge. He is beginning to remember what his mother used to tell him about the human race, how she had injected him with a poisonous hate that he didn’t understand at the time. But everything is starting to make sense now. And although Vanris would never have the guts to do anything about it, somewhere in the depths of his mind, he’s sure he wants them all to rot.
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