━ ❛ brave child, you were forged to fall upon the point of a sword. your lungs were meant to drown, be it in sunlight or in starlight. your blood is bound to spill upon the earth as surely as your soul is bound to fly among the stars. ❜ 𝑒𝓊𝑔𝑒𝓃𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓈. written by nae for annihilatehq!
❛ no… it’s okay, i guess i’m just a little on edge with this recent change. ❜ without throwing him a glance, eira could tell from the tone of his voice that he wasn’t a fan of this new weather which had struck suddenly. to eira, this weather was somewhat calming when on earth but she knew this sort of rain couldn’t mean anything good. ❛ i’ll back away just to put your mind at ease. ❜ she took a f e w steps away from the window, her arms folding across her chest. the memories of being in the rain while on earth still flooding back to her caused her eyes to well up as she stared into the distance.
❛ thanks. ❜ eugene practically breathes a sigh of relief as she steps away from the window ( which he was picturing as that scene in EVERY movie when the window shatters into a million pieces. ) and he finds himself taking steps away too , until his back meets the corner of the room -- a distance he deems safe enough & a good location to keep an eye out for others without it being titled as WEIRD. ❛ i think it’s slowing down , do you think it’s slowing down? ❜ did he mention he was a nervous rambler ? ❛ HOPEFULLY. ❜ the word is muttered low , and perhaps she doesn’t hear it but eugene still feels like a COWARD for the utter ; he stands up straighter , clears his throat & eyes focus back on the girl. ❛ eira right ? i’ve seen you around the security base , i’m eugene. ❜
raindrops painting the window, the sound unlike no other drilled into her skull as she stared at the ground outside through the window. her fingertips almost caressing the window as she only dreamed to know what rain felt like against her skin again. closing her eyes briefly, she allowed her thoughts to drown under the sound of the rain. the sound of a familiar voice causing her body to jump, a hand resting on her heart as it raced. “ do you enjoy scaring me like this? “ she questioned, a small laugh escaping.
it was almost TAUNTING them ; the sound of raindrops hitting their shelter & the wind whistling eerily outside. ( and don’t even BEGIN to get him started on the thunder --- eugene mars was not a thunder fan ; in fact , he wasn’t a rain , hail , or storm fan either. ) ❛ sorry , i didn’t mean to scare you. ❜ his expression forces a small smile , pushing through the grimace his features had been expressing for the past few hours -- definitely not a storm fan. ❛ it’s just -- well , i know it looks like you’re enjoying yourself there , BUT ----- ❜ he’s interrupted by a crack ! of thunder , and eugene’s brow furrows & nose crinkles in apprehension. ❛ but . . . you should probably get away from the windows , just in case. ❜
“STOP.” he’s almost, almost smiling. almost, if someone were to squint a little. it’s a little pained, a little forced, and pairs with the exasperation in his just-as-faked laughter nicely. he’s trying to be polite and failing miserably. he steps up close, trying (and failing) to casually act as a barrier to the tiny plants on the low table behind him. “look, can you just—please? please stop touching things, i just got them to sprout, and i know you want to help, that’s great, i really appreciate it, you know i do. but if these ones die then i’m just going to walk out of this camp myself at this point.”
he was just looking , just ADMIRING ( after all , it’s technically been one hundred and fifty years since they’ve all seen plants like these ! ) eugene can’t say he’s ever had a green thumb ; he never quite had the time to care for such a thing properly ( the mars family & if he did? he can’t say he’d ever be any good at it --- he once was gifted a fern , and it didn’t end well for the fern. ) but it didn’t mean he didn’t appreciate the greenery. ❛ oh , man , i’m sorry ---- ❜ fingers snap back from examining the tiny growth & he wipes his palms against his trousers awkwardly. ❛ i was just --- yeah , alright , no touching , GOT IT. ❜ he finalises with a nod , before hues travel around the area with intrigue. look but don’t touch. ❛ did you need any help though? can’t say i know much , but i don’t have another shift for a few hours so i’m happy to . . . lend a helping hand? ❜
IT’S ALMOST funny to see him stuttering, trying his best to be the big bad security guard they’re telling him to be. she sees right through it, and lets out a loud scoff at the thought of being cozy behind this makeshift entrapment they’ve built. there’s nothing cozy about this place, but the security of it all does beg the question: is she afraid to go out into the unknown? any sane person would be, but tessa can’t afford to be sane anymore. since the landing, her goal has always been the same — find her brother, dead or alive. she’s good with a machete from chopping crops her entire life, and thinks she could even take on a reaper if she had to. maybe it’s wishful thinking, maybe she’s just stupid, but long story short ; no, she’s not scared. “ i’m more afraid that we’re sitting ducks just staying here. ” begrudgingly, she listens to him and starts the long walk towards their cabin. rules are rules and she may hate it, and she may think eugene’s a wimp, but she’s not one to actively try to piss him off. “ don’t know how you can even stand to live in our cabin. all those scary noises from the monsters. ” she puts emphasis on the word with a jump at him, chuckling to herself. “ you pee your pants every night or what? ”
he can’t say he AGREES or disagrees to her statement ---- sitting ducks? they’re surrounded by solid walls for protection ! but at the same time , they’re right smack dash in the middle of a planet that has tried to kill them already ; the place is like a giant NEON SIGN that reads ‘ all you can eat buffet ! ’ , but eugene isn’t going to admit to those thoughts ; he has to atleast try to do his job right , and running around screaming ‘ the end is nigh . . . again ! ’ will get him kicked off the security squad as fast as it takes him to say the words. ❛ we don’t know what’s out there. ❜ true , not many expeditions had been approved , and if they had? the teams hadn’t traveled far , nor returned in one piece. ❛ there could be ----- an alien species out there that tries to kill us on the spot. so just slow down there , lara croft. ❜ he follows after her once she begins the voyage back to cabin four ; keeping pace at her side. he scoffs at her words , before he jumps slightly at her attempts to give him a heart attack. ❛ not funny , and i’ve gotten . . . used to it. ❜ he’s gotten better at ignoring it , more like ; he’ll admit , the first few weeks were hard. every little sound jostling him awake all night long. ❛ no , i do not pee my pants -- ❜ imitating her tone , he kicks up a stray pebble with his boot & continues. ❛ i can handle it just fine. i would just rather not go out there , or anywhere near the walls , or have stuff from out there come in here ---- and i’m not the only one that feels that way. ❜ a thought comes to mind , and he raises a brow in her direction. ❛ have you been out there before? at all? ❜
Tyler was pulled from his thoughts by a voice coming from behind him. Turning his head to look at the source, he recognized Eugene and offered the other man a smile. “Yeah, night shift. I’ve been hearing rumors about some people sneaking out late at night through one of the posts and I need to figure out who it is and where they’re doing it.” He said with a shake of his head, not really understanding why people would put themselves in danger like that, sneaking out late at night. If something were to happen to them, no one would even know they were out, much less where they were. “Gonna go from post to post all night, see if I can spot something.” Tyler shook his head. “No, of course not, feel free to.” He paused. “I’m guessing it’s been a pretty calm night, then?”
❛ oh man , really? ❜ eugene could never understand those people , the ones who were so insistent on taking a look at what lurked beyond the safe walls that were there for PROTECTION of the things that lurked out there , and yet ! some people viewed it as an INVITATION. eugene certainly didn’t. ❛ i’ll keep an eye out around the place , i’ll let you know if i see anything. ❜ hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket , he lurches forward to follow after tyler ; muscles aching in protest. ❛ a LONG night. ❜ eugene replies , and lifts his shoulders into a shrug. ❛ but at least we don’t have riots on our hands ---- the most that happens is a few people trying to escape past the walls & some aranins trying to steal anything that shines. ❜ which is fine by eugene ; he prefers the quieter nights like these , when he doesn’t have to break up a fight or arrest someone for some petty crime. eugene would rather stand by the sidelines that fight in an unnecessary war. ❛ don’t know how you scouts do it though. spending all night up in those posts? i think i’d go crazy. ❜ eugene mars feels his heart race & his palms become clammy at the slightest sound , let alone being able to SEE what’s over the wall.
she can barely contain an eyeroll at his questioning, as if she’d openly share with him if she were planning on going past the wall. “no, ‘course not.” it’s the truth, anyway. for now. until she can figure out a solid plan to find her brother. tessa’s almost sheepish expression quickly turns into a scowl. “i don’t need —” she starts, ready to tell him off before she thinks better of it. eugene’s a lot of things, in tessa’s opinion, but he’s not someone that’ll actually get her in trouble over this. he’s too much of a wuss to actually lay the law down on her for just missing curfew by a few minutes. and she’s lucky, because any other officer may not be so kind. still, she can’t help but give him a little grief. it’s not in her nature to just go along with whatever the security guards say, especially when eugene’s so easy to mess with. “y’know, there are other ways to shirk your duties so you don’t have to deal with the things that go bump in the night.” she gestures toward the wall, eyebrows raised. “you really that scared to be out here?”
❛ okay , good --- because it is DANGEROUS out there. ❜ not really a comment that needs to be verbally said , everyone knew the dangers of eden , but perhaps he’s so used to repeating it to citizens trying to escape through the walls all fricken day long , that it’s become an automatic robot response. ❛ i’m not ---- ❜ shirking his duties. he begins to argue , begins to protest that statement , but just ends up stuttering over his words , and it takes him a moment before he gets back on track ; spine suddenly straighter , chin held higher , tone confident , somewhat. ❛ i am doing my duty , by escorting you back to your cabin. ❜ eugene almost wants to ignore her comment , or perhaps he doesn’t want to answer it because he’s a horrible liar & he can presume tessa can smell his bullshit from a mile off. ( in truth? yes he’s scared. ) brown hues follow her gesture to the wall , and he hesitates pauses briefly , pondering his next words to avoid humiliation or scorn. ❛ i think . . . i’d rather be cozy within these walls than having a face off with a predator. ❜ he can’t say he’d volunteer to go beyond the walls , after hearing those creatures & seeing the damage they made in the first few weeks of the construction of camp genesis ? yep ! he’s quite content where he is , thank you very much ! ❛ aren’t you scared to be out there? ❜ he raises a brow questioningly , before he gestures in the general direction of public housing. ❛ rules are rules , come on. ❜ rules ARE rules , but he’s more worried she’s going to take off running & he’ll have to be the one that has to chase after her into that godforsaken place.
wandering isn’t anything new to tessa. she’s been doing it her entire life, pushing the limits of where she can and can’t go. it only makes sense that she carries that with her to eden. there’s so much out there past the walls, so much they don’t know about. her hand grazes the wall that separates them from what’s outside as she contemplates running, as if it’s even an option. the sun is slowly setting and everyone has pretty much gone in for the night, so the sound of footsteps are enough to bring her out of her reverie and she looks up abruptly. “i —” words catch in her throat, like they always do when she’s nervous. tessa tries hard to put up a tough front, but the truth is, she doesn’t trust this person not to rat her out for being so far from her cabin just before curfew. “i was just about to go back.”
he HATES night patrols , and he swears they only give him these shifts just to mess with his nerves --- no , he’s not scared ; it’s just the . . . noises. he’s never been outside the walls , part from traveling to pandora lake , but what he hears once the sun goes down & the demons of eden come out to play are enough for him to avoid it at all costs ; STILL , he has a job to do : keep the citizens safe & abiding by the rules. ❛ you weren’t heading out there were you? ❜ eugene questions , a brow raised in suspicion -- he doesn’t understand people’s curiosity sometimes , especially when it involved what was lurking beyond the walls. in that case? curiosity will definitely kill the cat. hues squint up towards the skies as he continues. ❛ it’s getting close to dark , but technically it’s not curfew yet so ---- ❜ he’s making excuses. eugene may have been offered the a position on the security squad , but that doesn’t mean he enjoys disciplining others ; and he’s trying to give her enough time to avoid repercussions. hands shove into the pockets of his uniform as he offers a lop-sided smile. ❛ but you’re cutting it close , i can walk you back if you like? ❜ he can’t guarantee other officers are as generous as he is if they catch her even a minute over curfew.
Tyler was getting ready to head towards the North scout post, so he would start his night shift. He usually took those instead of assigning them to one of the other scouts, wanting everyone to get a fair rest. “I’ll see you in the morning, my little man.” He said to his son, as he knee down in front of him. “Behave well and be good to your mom, okay?” Tyler smiled as his son nodded his head and gave him a kiss on the cheek, before running back inside the cabin. He stood back up with a smile on his face before turning around and heading towards the scout post.
he’s been out patrolling the area for a good few hours now , and by ‘PATROL’ he means keeping a good ear out for any screaming ( screaming is a good indication that danger is present , he’s learnt. ) and fighting off the side effects of exhaustion & the temptation of a nap. nothing much happens on patrol , especially late night ones ( which should be a GOOD thing. ) except , of course , what you hear from beyond the walls. ❛ hey , tyler -- heading out for a shift? ❜ eugene kicks off from the side of the cabin he had been leaning against ( just to rest ! ) and hunches against the cold that was beginning to settle in as daylight faded & the night settled in -- he would be lying if he said the nights didn’t raise some hairs on the back of his neck ; not scared ! just wary. the nights here , he’d learned , were eerie & SINISTER , and he’d be grateful when he returned back to his cabin in another hour or so’s time. ❛ mind if i join you on the walk to your post? might walk the rounds one last time before clocking off , and it might keep me from dozing off. ❜
Heather sighed as she entered the area of the ‘patient’, who she got pushed on to help by another medic to finish the job. She had another person to help, but this was part of the job, getting pulled every which way and hoping for the best. “It’s just some pain killers, I was told you need to take them.“ Heather said as she held her hand out with a small cup filled with two pills, giving them a light shake to urge the other on.
it’s the ringing in his ear , you see. perhaps it’s PSYCHOLOGICAL , considering he’s sure it shouldn't be affecting him this long after the incident. but somedays it feels like his head is ready to EXPLODE from the pressure , or like --- he’s got a head cold on steroids. ( or MAN FLU as his sister would have snickered at him. ) ❛ cheers, ❜ pain killers or not , he doesn’t even question the contents , just throws them back & follows it with a gulp of water ---- at this point, eugene could really consider the infirmary his second home ; he’s CERTAIN if you counted the amount of times he’s been found here, compared to the time spent in cabin four or the security base, the infirmary would beat it by MILES. one interesting fact about eugene mars? he was the most uncoordinated person on this planet. ❛ busy day, huh ? you look ----- ❜ don’t say tired. ❛ ---- flustered? ❜
( ROME FLYNN + HE/HIM + CISMALE. ) — welcome to your new home, EUGENE MARS your data shows that you are currently a TWENTY FIVE year old AQUARIUS. we’ve had a peek into your personal history and it seems you are PATIENT + SELFLESS and also PASSIVE + SENSITIVE, but you won’t be too much trouble for us, will you? you have been assigned to be a SECURITY OFFICER in camp and will be living in CABIN FOUR.
hello hello pals ! i’m shannae a.ka NAE, 19, she/her, acst & ur resident aussie grandma. i’m excited beyond repair to get writing with ya’ll ! i’ll be playing adrian lucano & eugene mars ---- my Dumb son who just? wants to be ur friend?? look at that smile. how can u resist. anywho ! find out more abt him below the cut !
tw. ptsd.
born & raised in columbus, ohio, to parents that were ----- well, safe to say they were the STRICT kind. a father that spent almost twenty years serving in the army, expected his children to be the very best ! the smartest in class, the fastest on the sports team, children he could parade around like TROPHIES. their mother? well, she agreed with whatever the man of the household said, and pushed her children just as much as their opposing parent.
eugene spent a good chunk of his childhood either trying to please his father or competing against his older brother for their father's affection. the mars family are a naturally competitive species, but eugene struggled to keep up to the exceptions that hovered over his head. he tried, he swears he did, he got straight A’s, he was the most talented on his highschool basketball team, was worthy of a scholarship to ivy league, but nothing seemed to SATISFY ---- you see, in his father’s eyes? eugene was too soft, too eager, carried too much WEAKNESS for a mars man.
eugene was always the target of his father’s frustration, but despite that, eugene always had a crowd of friends surrounding him --- benevolent, generous, charismatic, eugene is the type of person that draws people close to him naturally ; he carries his heart on his sleeve & warmth in his soul. which, much to his family’s disapproval, was always his downfall.
for eugene’s 18th birthday, his father gives him an application for the army as his present and tells him if he doesn’t do what he’s told, he’s disowned. eugene, not liking the fact he’s let someone down or caused someone to detest himself, agrees without protest ----- despite the FEAR over the thought of being trained to hurt, maim, kill.
he hates the army, hates being a soldier, he hates carrying a weapon, or the thought of hurting another living being -- he spends the first few months with his stomach in knots & a serious case of homesickness, but maybe he’ll harden up, maybe he’ll earn his father’s respect, maybe he’ll come home a HERO.
he just doesn’t realise the path to heroism, is paved with more than just using a gentle touch to persuade his enemies. it’s stained with blood, and when he takes his first life? he chokes, gets hit on the battlefield, and takes damage to his left ear -- causing permanent hearing loss.
he’s discharged, and now he returns home broken, a failure. his father can barely look at him, his mother does what she can to tend to her son but not at the risk of angering her husband, eugene hits a new low -- the boy full of smiles & warmth, grows cold.
EUGENE MARS ---- his name gets drawn in the lottery & there’s a spark of life that reappears. a chance to start anew ! despite the years of hardship that his father has given him, eugene offers his plus-one position to his parents first out of respect --- but his father figures it’s a HOAX ; there’s nothing out there for anyone, he says, we might as well die here. eugene is optimistic, nurses HOPE like it’s oxygen & he’s a drowning man. he has no one else: he hasn’t married - he has no children, because he’s been too busy fighting wars & defending his country, but he DOES have his siblings. and despite the fact him and his older brother haven’t talked in years, let alone mended their estranged relationship, he can’t leave him behind, nor his sister.
now? eugene is the happiest he’s ever been. he grieved for his parents, sure, but the air is fresher, the days seem brighter, and he feels #BLESSED to be here, folks !
extras !
doesn't really like being a security officer tbh?? and he's a pretty shitty one lmao. u could be sneaking out the walls right in front of him and he’d say ‘ok ! ya’ll have a nice night ! ’
avoids confrontation like the plAGUE.
don’t yell at him, , , it hurts his feelings and he’ll SULK for the next 32 days.
can’t hear out of his left ear, but doesn’t really bother him?? he can still hear fairly well out of his right !
loves the aranins. is currently trying to figure out how to domesticate one & take it home as a pet :/
wanted connections !
friends?? he loves friends?? ppl he helps out or hands out with ! eugene loves talking & listening, so need someone to rant to?? a shoulder to cry on?? eugene’s ur man !
carrying on from that, people from cabin four that he’s close with?? bunk buddies - maybe they go get meals together too?? sdfkjf love my boy.
someone that calls him out on how much of a PU$$Y he truly is.
colleagues ! eugene works on the security squad, and you’ll often see him patrolling areas and talking to citizens. so security officers that he spends a lot of time with?? maybe they know he doesn’t like the job?? or maybe they’re trying to help him overcome his fear of hurting someone/killing something??
also medics . . .this boy hurts himself aLOT. he trips over invisible rocks & manages to dislocate his arm just by leaning on s/t. so maybe someone that he goes to in this circumstances because he’s too embarrassed to go to the infirmary after the first 100 times it happens??
romantic plots. . . he can’t help falling in love with u, stop judging ! >:/ male or female, he just wants a cuddle, , , a smooch, , , to give u his heart.
and anything else ! i’m planning on making a proper wc page once i get the time to do so but ! feel free to hmu for anything and i’m sure we can figure something out !
