Sebastian Norwell a.k.a. Silver Tongue· 27 ·House 3· FC: Ben Barnes · Taken
“You always say things that surprise and enchant my mind when I need a bit of fascination. Silver tongued is what you are.”
Sebastian grew up in the perfect household, with two affectionate parents. He has never been deprived of anything, so you would think he’s spoiled. And you would be terribly wrong to think so. He has always been the kind to stay strong in difficult times, never taking anything for granted. But from his journey into the real world on his own Sebastian’s life on Earth turned into a series of hardships and nothing more. Though for the age of 22 he had achieved remarkable things, he never truly felt satisfied with his accomplishments. Then he met the supposed love of his life, only to be hurt by her cruel and poor judgment. He’d lost the happiness of fatherhood because of the fear of the mother of his child. Sebastian could never understand how such a decision could be made, killing a life without even considering the damage it would bring upon him. Forgetting was something he could not do. And it pained him to think of loss and love. The ever so strong boy had turned into a broken man.
Now years after all the hardships Sebastian has let go of the pent up rage and sorrow. He rarely, if ever, dwells on the past. It’s lost now anyways. Sebastian is still wary of people, though a lot more confident and trusting when he finds someone who deserves it. One of his trustworthy companions is Lilian Miller, for whom he harbors romantic feelings as well. He chooses not to act upon these feelings, fear still lingering in his heart and mind. His main focus is work. On Planet X Sebastian helps out the younger residents as much as he can with their studies. He’s a talented man and as such he is using his gifts to the benefit of others. Fascinated by his new living arrangements, he is also writing a novel, finally feeling inspired enough to actually finish one. Sebastian has a way with words that everyone he happens to encounter believes to be fascinating. He’s a lost soul, searching for his way.
Sebastian has received an impressive number of mystery crates during these past five years. Most of his “gifts” were pens and paper, books. Just your basic supplies. He used these gifts to help the children on the planet on their way to becoming exceptional young people by teaching them all he knew about life and literature. His future seems like a bright one, though lately he has become suspicious of the motives of the creatures behind the monthly presents. There is definitely something or someone keeping an eye on him, an unnerving presence, lingering in the shadows. As many of the residents, he is desperate to figure out this mystery. Sebastian has never been a close-minded person, he doesn’t plan on turning into one either. Though he may soon find he is too curious for his own good.
Dresden Kohlera.k.a. Cataclysm· 21 · House 2 · FC: Yuri Pleskun · Open
“How the hell does anyone put up with you? A handsome face is hardly enough to get you by when you’re a fucking cataclysm.”
— Jericho Mills
From a very young age, people could tell that Dresden was going to be a problem. Not only was he horribly intelligent, but he possessed an undeniably evil nature. The way he interacted with other children wasn’t something to be taken lightly. Even then, he manipulated them — whether it was getting someone to do a task he felt he couldn’t be bothered to do himself via violent threats and violence itself, or turning people against one another simply for the amusement he found in watching it all come crashing down. He deserved the avoidance that followed as a result, spending the majority of his adolescence friendless and disdained even by his own family. Dresden’s behavior was insufferable, they claimed, and at sixteen years of age, Dresden found himself face-to-face with death in the form of his own father. The tables quickly turned, and, in the end, it was Dresden who came out of the fight alive. Crippling paranoia ensued soon after, driving Dresden to near insanity. In a fit of rage, he killed his mother, brother, and sister, convinced they, too, could no longer be trusted. One could say that he was then left alone in the world. But soon, there wasn’t really world to be left alone in.
The apocalypse didn’t do much to change Dresden as a person, and on Planet X, much like on Earth, he is known and feared for his extreme sadism. He largely views people as nothing more than his personal toys for use to relieve his seemingly unending boredom. One honorable mention, Adrian Nox, was unfortunate enough to be given more than enough insight into Dresden’s mentality, when Dresden took advantage of his harbored feelings. Currently, Lilith Vane has captured his attention, and he has developed what could be considered a mild obsession with her. He uses her more than anyone else for his sick games, and she plays into them without much thought for the consequences. She, like many others in the past, has been fooled by his appearance, hesitant to believe that Dresden could ever be responsible for the dreadful things he’s done. They say he’s got the face of an angel and the heart of the Devil, but when it all comes down to it, he’s, in fact, quite heartless.
The amount of gifts Dresden has received is pretty underwhelming. He doesn’t particularly mind, though. He’s too invested in his games to be too terribly bothered with talk of aliens, and he fails to understand the blatant obsession with the unknown that some of the other residents seem to display. But he doesn’t discount the existence of alien life. In fact, he thinks it would be quite foolish to do so. He can feel a presence that isn’t exactly human. And to be perfectly honest, it does unnerve him some; it brings back the ghosts of paranoia, even. However, Dresden isn’t about to drop everything and invest all of his time and energy into solving the mystery when there are others already at it. He’s tasted insanity before, and he’s not very keen to outright offer himself up to it all over again. He intends to wait it out for now, hopeful that the time for him to get involved never sees the light of day.
The universe is a vast, limitless expanse. There are many things unknown to us. Scientists such as Percival Lowell have devoted their lives to finding a mysterious planet named Planet X, located beyond Neptune in our very own Solar System. After long years of pointless research and many failed attempts, the astronomical community agreed that Planet X, as originally envisioned, does not exist, but the concept of Planet X has been revived by a number of astronomers to explain other anomalies observed in the outer Solar System.
In 2072 long after Lowell’s research was long forgotten, everything about the seemingly non-existent planet is revealed in a post-apocalyptic blur. Planet X is real and not that much different from Earth. It has everything the human species need to survive once they get adjusted to life there. 100 humans were chosen to live on the planet. Some consider it a blessing, others think of it as a curse.
Five years have passed since “judgment day” and Planet X now has a well-organized, yet still dysfunctional community, occupying the seven houses, built by the residents. Now, in 2077 suspicion is rising among Planet X’s residents more so than ever. For years they have been receiving help in the form of supply crates, full of the basic necessities of life from an unknown source. Some ignore the mystery behind the supply crates, others are haunted by the endless possibilities. Do aliens exist or is this all a cruel joke, conducted by the human race? It’s a game of the brave and the bold now, the truth is vital for survival and it’s survival of the fittest.
Sienna Renee a.k.a. Nexus· 23 ·House6· FC: Jaimie Alexander · Open
“You’re binding us together and making us more stable as a community. I wish I possessed your qualities, i truly do. If you were more brutal and not so sunshiny, you could be our leader or something of the sort. But that’s a bit far-fetched… You’re the strongest link, the Nexus that is keeping us from falling apart.”
— Beatrice Kaplan
Sienna likes watching people, learning from their mannerisms and trying to imitate their facial expressions. She makes up stories in her mind about everyone she sees. Her life is far too boring and she’s desperate for excitement. Sienna’s mother and father are no longer present in her life. The two of them died when she was a little girl. Her mother and father had a falling out with their families, so no one took her in after their deaths. She’s been living in foster homes; witnessing broken people suffer under their own ignorance. Not once has Sienna ever stayed with a nice family, one she actually likes. The unstable environment she was constantly in resulted in her rebellion and bad reputation amongst her peers. It wasn't Sienna’s intention to cause trouble, but she couldn’t contain her thirst for it. People were finally paying attention to her. They were watching her, instead of her watching them. She’s was in the prime of her life. And then the apocalypse crashed her party.
Planet X is Sienna’s personal playground. Her childish side has come out to play. Maybe she can make up for the years she lost on Earth. She’s more of a caretaker on Planet X than a mischief-maker, though she does enjoy pulling a prank or two every once in a while with the younger residents. She’s Jeremy and Gemma Miller’s babysitter and Martha Laurent’s little helper. Sienna considers everyone her family. She hasn’t felt loved, appreciated and wanted in a long time. She’s everyone’s ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. Sometimes Sienna is so happy that she thinks it’s disgusting. The old Sienna would laugh at her cheer. Well, old Sienna was a bitch with issues. New Sienna still has issues, but she’s far more polite than old Sienna ever was. Nowadays, Sienna’s life is full of smiles and love. She’s smiling so much it’s hurting her sarcastic self.
However, Planet X is not heaven in space, it’s the exact opposite most of the time. Sienna learned that the hard way. The community may be friendly, but they’re also violent and two-faced. Turns out she was being used as bait for the benefit of the group. Steven Hardgrove, who was Sienna’s boyfriend at the time, sent her out to the supposed alien headquarters. And she, being his gullible girl, did exactly as she was told. That day changes everything for her. She woke up back at House 7, but had no memory of going anywhere. Her unusual experience only gave more hope to the alien obsessed residents such as Steven, with whom she has not spoken since that day. Maybe it’s better to stay quiet and wait until all this blows over. Sienna hopes she doesn’t suddenly begin getting flashbacks, the trauma of memory loss was enough for her. The future isn’t looking too bright.
“There’s something poetic about your “job” here. I just can’t find it. Noble is one thing you most definitely are not… They say girls are made out of sugar, spice and everything nice. Bullshit. You’re made of poison…Viper.”
— Noel Mellor
Beatrice wasn’t a problem child in her early years of growing up. Though that changed with time. Her parents’ brutal divorce wasn’t the reason for her rebellion, neither was the constant bullying because of her sexuality. It was her own choice and down the rabbit hole she went. Getting involved with the wrong people at the right time is what started her career as a drug dealer, her excellent knowledge of biochemistry also helped her along the way. She made a lot of bad choices because of poor judgment, one of her choices even landed her girlfriend in juvi. At one point Beatrice was sure it was game over for her. She wasn’t the type to fear, she never had. Her parents were selfish idiots, but if they ever taught her anything it was that no matter what came, it would pass. This too shall pass. Bea didn’t like the bible or its contents, but that quote brought her comfort. But you can’t escape your own messes. Death threats came, along with the occasional beating. Too many debts to pay, it was the end of the world for Beatrice. Little did she know, it was the end of the world itself as well.
A natural thirst for new experiences cannot be ignored. Beatrice was well aware of what her mission on Planet X would be. Landing in a field of space plants opened up her eyes to new possibilities for mischief and maybe even science. For five years now she has been experimenting with different herbs and potions. She’s working alongside Howard Burton as his protege. Without Bea and Howard’s expertise most of Planet X’s residents would surely be dead because of food poisoning. The old biologist has done his job well and Bea is now fully capable for doing her own private projects. Dealer on Earth, dealer on Planet X. Bea feels a sense of accomplishment, her potions can transport you to a whole new utopia, even if just for a while. Humans have always needed intoxication, she’s not doing anything wrong. Just giving everyone what they want.
Bea has chosen to close her eyes to the possibility of aliens. She prefers living the remainder of her life in a blur, rather than in fear of the unknown. Though she has had encounters with alien lifeforms, they were animals and truly harmless. The thought of intelligent beings watching her makes shivers run down her spine. Ignorance is the better option, She’s seen what this obsession with aliens and the “mystery crates” does to people. Honestly, Bea doesn’t want to go insane all over a possibility. She’s a firm believer in God, though the bible is bullshit to her. So maybe God put them there. Maybe Planet X is a messed up version of Eden and everyone else is just taking it the wrong way. She has these theories, but she won’t share them. That would just be foolish and would expose her own insanity.