Will. Cris. Leo.
Iris. Aksel. Julian.
Lorelei. Cam. Pollux All the things yet to come are the things that have passed, Like the holding of hands, like the breaking of glass. Like the bonfire that burns, in worth, in a fight felt too. Wasteland, baby, I'm in love, I'm in love with you
“oh, dear ..” eden cautiously approaches, her lower lip pouting in reaction to the petrified pup. oh, her poor heart just couldn’t take something like that ! “is he injured, or just afraid ?” she asks softly so not as to frighten the dog further, looking up at julian with wide eyes. “does he have tags ?”
“at initial glance, he doesn’t appear to be injured, nor does he have any tags,” julian answered, pursing his lips. “but animals are notorious for hiding their injuries, especially in stressful situations.” he ran a gentle hand over the dog’s sides and back, careful not to push his boundaries with too much of a physical exam, so as not to stress him out further. “i’ll have to do a more thorough check of him once he’s calmed down to be certain, but he seems to just be spooked.” who could blame him? the only reason julian wasn’t more freaked was his focus on the dog. “but it’ll be okay, yeah it will, buddy...” he looked up at the girl for the first time and offered her a charming smile. “would you like to help me get him somewhere safe? and...maybe help me raid a pet supply store for some food and supplies?”
Hazel had been through it today. Naked girl in a gift shop. A very angry roommate. She prayed deeply her time back at WDA would be extremely short, not stressful and without drama. She should have known better, of course. A girl could dream. She was really craving to find some familiar faces and when she heard a voice from home, well from a long time ago, she couldn’t help but beam. “Jules!” She beamed, looking at the cute puppy. “And of course with a very sweet puppy. Some things never change.” She chuckled. “Well, I’m sure you’ll give him all the loving he needs to perk right up.” He walks over, pecks his cheek and gives him a side hug before releasing him. “Have you found any more animals in need or is this the first?”
julian registered the familiar voice and looked up, eyes bright and expression beaming. “hazel little!” he exclaimed, rising up a bit to meet her side hug as best he could with one arm around a puppy. “you look great! it’s so good to see you–” be paused, considering their situation. “not the best circumstances, but...” he trailed off with a shrug. he grinned — a lopsided, charming smile very much like his father’s — and looked down at the dog. “what can i say, at least i’m consistent.” he stood completely, tucking the dog against his chest, stroking his fur gently to try and calm his fearful shaking. “no, just this little guy. i wasn’t even looking, but i happened to catch a glimpse of him.”
for a moment, andy is at a loss for words. he’s speaking to her and she can hardly hear what he’s saying, far too focused on the initial panic of waking up in a different part of buena vista than she remembered being before.
it’s only after he asks if she’s okay that she snaps out of her mini stupor, looking up at him in surprise. he looks so familiar. and then she notices his shift in facial expression, and takes a step back.
anger, confusion, pain. she can see every emotion cross his face and she hasn’t the slightest idea why. she glances around to see if there was someone else around that might’ve set him off, but once she realizes that there’s no one else, her own worry begins to spike.
she then follows his gaze, looking down at the embroidery on the front of her jacket. was that what bothered him so much ? andy’s eyebrows scrunch together and she goes through a list of people in her head that she knew had an issue with her dad, and will wasn’t a name that she recognized.
or well .. she did recognize the name, but only from the stories she’d heard from jim.
it still wasn’t clicking for her that this was the will in those stories.
“are .. you alright ?” she asks cautiously, tugging at the sleeves of her jacket once again. every part of her was screaming self preservation. she wants to run, to hide, to wake up from this frightening dream. but she can’t, not right now.
andy warily watches him, expression still far too … emotional for her to quite understand. what was this guy’s deal ? “… andromeda hawkins. or andy.” little did she know the storm she was about to unleash upon her own life. “there are other people ?”
hawkins.
he felt like the wind was knocked out of him, and he searched her face for signs of a family resemblance. beyond the jacket, there really wasn’t one. but that didn’t mean anything definitive. after all, she was wearing his dad’s jacket and she had his last name.
hawkins.
it echoed in his mind. how old was she? surely old enough that, if she was jim’s daughter, that would mean that jim slept with someone else while will’s mother was still alive. the very thought made his blood boil with rage. the one thing he still respected his father for — even just the tiniest amount — was his love for madeline.
that bastard hawkins.
“i’m fine.”
he turned swiftly on his heel, motioning for her to follow as he started marching towards the direction of the school. logically, he could recognize that this girl — andy — was not at fault. she didn’t seem to know who he was (and didn’t that just make him feel all warm and fuzzy?) and he could be overreacting. she could have no relation to his father. ...but she had his jacket.
he remembered wearing that jacket when he was little. memories of early mornings filled with laughter as little will toddled down into the living room, dwarfed by that very leather jacket. he remembered his father’s look of pride and his mother’s warm smile when he’d proudly proclaimed: one day, i’m gonna be just like dad!
swallowing past the lump in his throat, will glanced over his shoulder. “yeah, there are others. dozens of us. as far as i know, they’ve started gathering near the school... i’ll take you there, give you the run down of everything. i–”
he cleared his throat, trying to relax the tension in his shoulders. “i know this is...overwhelming–” understatement of the century. “but you’re not alone, we’ll make it through this.”
they were repeated words, spoken by jim right after his mother’s passing. he tried to ignore the stinging in his eyes and stuffed his hands in his pockets.
surely she’d noticed his behavior — you’d have to be socially inept not to — and he should care. and he did, a little, but his overwhelming torrent of emotions overshadowed his desire to comfort this stranger in these trying times. nevertheless, he attempted to loosen up a little, and cleared his throat.
“so...” he began, glancing over at her, eyes briefly searching her face, “..hawkins, huh? any relation to jim hawkins?”
the longer she watches this stranger-who-isn’t-a-stranger, the more familiar he becomes. and yet .. she can’t seem to place where she knows him from. that alone was enough to irritate her further. “if not under a rock, then where ?” she probes, placing her hands on her hips. she was determined to get answers out of this guy, if only so that she could figure out just how she knew him.
she looses a tiny snort at the implication that she’s nothing but human, shaking her head in amusement. that was a good one, really. “it’s safe .. usually,” she shrugs. unless you were allergic to food dyes, then it was definitely safe. kalei’s eyes widen when he takes a bite out of the popsicle, cringing back. “dude, what the fuck ? does that not hurt your teeth ?” was she just too sensitive to cold foods ? maybe.
her gaze narrows on him and him alone, knowing that he couldn’t be as invested in that popsicle as he was making himself out to be. and so, she focuses for a moment, pupils widening as she infiltrates the fortress of his mind, and what she finds isn’t what she would have expected. not even a little bit. “i’m not going to jump you or something, man. chillax.”
“an asteroid–” leo answered casually, taking another bite of the popsicle. this time he chomped right on the stick, and pulled back with a grimace. “–in a segment of the messier 64 galaxy.” a vague answer, all things considered. there were a lot of small settlements on a lot of asteroids. he shrugged off her comment about his teeth, focusing on not letting the last piece of the popsicle fall to the ground like it seemed like it wanted to.
his attempts to chase the dangling piece were thwarted when he felt her enter his mind. it made him jerk in surprise, and he whipped his head around to stare at her. he’d never met anyone else with telepathic abilities — other than his family, if his memory served correctly. so the intrusion in his mind was unfamiliar, and mostly unwelcome. thankfully, most of his darker thoughts were kept tucked away (if only for her sanity); but he still raised his defenses, keeping only his very shallowest thoughts easily accessible. “please, don’t do that,” he requested, eyes narrowing. something about her presence in his mind felt familiar, like a long forgotten memory, but his instincts were telling him to run and hide — and to never eat a popsicle again, it gave him a headache.
he looked back at his popsicle and realized that the last piece had fallen to the pavement, already mostly melted into a puddle. he gasped affronted, and pointed an accusatory finger at the girl. “that!–” he began, finger now pointing at the popsicle, and then back to her, “–that is your fault!”
“the lack of rain and weather can be remedied though, right ? there have to be people here with abilities that can help with that. i know justice thatch – you know her, right ? – can fuck around with water. and then there have to be people that can grow plants with their minds and shit …” she rambles on for a moment, pacing back and forth before stopping directly in front of will. “dude, this is so fucked. how did we even get here ?” she runs a hand through her hair, tugging at it – a nervous tick. “i don’t want to be here.” anywhere but buena vista. anywhere else would have been fine.
will grumbled incoherently, covering his face with his hands. even he had water manipulation capabilities — logically he was aware that they could all theoretically survive this... but for how long? and what happened if the powers crystal broke? he could hear the shift in kalei’s voice, heard her pacing stop. he didn’t have to look at her to know she was nervous. even still, he sat up and patted the seat on the bench beside him. “i don’t either,” he commiserated, leaning his elbows on his knees. “but...at least we’re here together.” he wasn’t good at positivity, it didn’t come naturally to him. especially in buena vista. “it might be terrible, it might suck; but we’ll get through it. and we’ll do it together, yeah?”
Alex was possibly the one person in this stupid town who could relate, but his level of social media fame paled in comparison to Cris’. “I’m with you man.” It was a lie. Alex loved his instagram account and still found fame novel. But it was easier to just agree than to admit that. “But damn there’s a whole world out there I’m missing.”
“yeah–” cris murmured, squinting out at the horizon line as if he could actually see past the unbreakable prison. “i’m lucky enough that my wife is here with me — without her, i’m not sure what i’d do.” needless to say, he would not be as zen as he is now. (cut to a clip of cris screaming and attaching the dome.) “but...i am 90% sure i left my stove on.”
⌜ CIS MALE, HE/HIM | icarus by bastille, gryffindor, esfp ⌟ ⏤ meet CAMERON “CAM” CHARMING ; a 27 year old who kind of resembles RYAN GUZMAN, don’t you think? they originally hailed from THE MAGIC KINGDOM where they lived with their parents, CINDERELLA & PRINCE CHARMING, but word is that they’ve been [ AVOIDING HIS RESPONSIBILITIES BY HIDING IN THE CASTLE’S KITCHEN OR SNEAKING OUT ]. they’ve always been pretty CHARMING & EARNEST, but have gotten way more IRRESPONSIBLE & AVOIDANT since they woke up. maybe their power/ability of STORYBOOK MIMICRY can help in taking down the dome.
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overview
the Disaster™ of the newbies
Not emotionally stable
adopted
WILDLY inadequate at so many things
tried so hard to be good at his lessons for so long
and honestly just......isn’t
mediocre at best at most things
eventually got really tired of trying and feeling like a failure
started to ignore his lessons
then started to act out (teenage rebellion)
through it all had the support of his childhood best friend (and lorelei’s older sibling) who he developed a Massive crush on
(they’re a wc hmu!!!!!)
they were a good influence on cam
but unfortunately the two drifted apart, as teens often do when transitioning into college
cam took it hard tho
took it especially harder when he found out he had to be king (fun)
suddenly ella and charming were like “OKAY no more fooling around”
so what did he do?
buckle down and do his be–
no
he fooled around more
skipped parties
shimmied down banisters during political meetings
jumped out of a window (like father like son)
just overall turned into a real disaster
but through it all didn’t abdicate and wouldn’t because deep down he’s still that little kid that just wants to please his parents
headcanons
has blasted this in the middle of a ball before making an incredible escape
once got down on one knee and proclaimed to his other royal friend they should run away together
shameless flirt
funny af
endlessly charming obnoxious
really earnest and sweet
genuinely still has a crush on his childhood friend
would die for any of his siblings
loves his family very much
Momma’s Boy™
wants to make his parents proud
decidedly does Not
what’s that sound? it’s the self-hatred. she’s here, and she’s only getting started–
doesn’t have something he’s really good at
if only because he refuses to recognize people skills as a “skill”
would be an unconventional but fantastic king
through some trial and error
has the diet of a six-yo
will Not eat his vegetables
major sweet tooth, used to sneak sweets from the kitchen
could probably cook p well if he tried
probably will not try
runs from his problems
hides all emotions behind a mask of humor and grins
only ever admitted he wasn’t fine to his best friend (read: lorelei’s older sibling, aka the Crush™)
⌜ CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER | so much better by laura bell bundy, legally blond the musical, ravenclaw, infj ⌟ ⏤ meet LORELEI LA’FÉE ; a 26 year old who kind of resembles JULIANNE HOUGH, don’t you think? they originally hailed from THE MAGIC KINGDOM where they lived with their parent, FAIRY GODMOTHER, but word is that they’ve been [ GIVING UP HER LIFE AS A FAIRY TO BECOME A COUNSELLOR ]. they’ve always been pretty EMPATHETIC & INTELLECTUAL, but have gotten way more NOSY & SARCASTIC since they woke up. maybe their power/ability of MAGIC & FAIRY PHYSIOLOGY can help in taking down the dome.
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overview
a sweet sunshine child had a Hard Life™
shocking
lost a v good friend as a teen
had a really terrible first relationship experience
dealt with a lot of insecurity and anxiety
questioned her entire belief in magic
shunned that part of herself for a while
but eventually came back to it
bottled up her emotions for a long time
until eventually she came to recognize emotions are healthy
and feeling them is good
came to appreciate her feelings
and appreciate herself
honestly the emotional glow up of the century
still workin through some stuff
but doing so! much! better!
took a while to recognize some traumas, but came to understand them
still working through them
that’s okay tho it takes time you’re doing amazing sweetie
became a fairy again!!
for like two years lol
realized that her first assessment of magic (meaning it doesn’t work perfectly ever and seems to come with a price or caveats) was correct
doesn’t hate it like she used to, but only uses it for practical purposes now
like cleaning and cooking
hung up her wand and wings to become a counsellor!
has been the wda high school and college counsellor for the last year
is here for everyone in these trying times
headcanons
sneezes either like a pixie or a screaming child
feelings things v intensely
a pisces (relatable)
organized? but disorganized.....
her work is methodical and systematic
her home? less so
cat person who doesn’t currently have a cat
probably Not the best time to get one
loves her family more than anything
she drifted from them a bit during her teen years (the teen angst)
but she eventually found her way back
they’re such a great family!! she has 3 siblings
they’re all (future) wcs
don’t need to be bio related
(one of them is also a connection with my new boy cameron wink wonk)
loves animals, respects people, very serene for the most part
still real sarcastic
that wall she built to keep people at bay as a teen may be crumbled to the ground
but some of those defense mechanisms still remain (ie sarcasm)
usually not used in a malicious way tho
can make puns (not as good as cas but decent)
has issues with love and intimacy
flinches when touched (working on it)
trying to be a hugger again
recognizes her process but acknowledges she still has a lot of growth left to go, and looks forward it!
⌜ CIS MALE, HE/HIM | light by sleeping at last, hufflepuff, isfj ⌟ ⏤ meet POLLUX SILVER ; a 21 year old who kind of resembles SHAWN MENDES, don’t you think? they originally hailed from MONTRESSOR where they lived with their parent, JOHN SILVER, but word is that they’ve been [ LIVING WITH HIS BROTHER, CASTOR, AND FINISHING UP HIS COLLEGE DEGREE ]. they’ve always been pretty MINDFUL & EFFERVESCENT, but have gotten way more NAIVE & INSECURE since they woke up. maybe their power/ability of HOPE MANIPULATION can help in taking down the dome.
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overivew
the npc become the playable character!!
castor silver’s famous little brother pollux is here
and he’s ready to roll
like cas, he had a rough past — although castor shielded him from most of it
regardless, despite his big brother’s best efforts, pollux was not the innocent child he often made himself out to be
he recognized the low point their lives were in, and felt hopelessness all around him
despite it all, he tried to remain positive
if cas wanted to protect him from the world, pollux would make it seem like he did
he was optimistic by nature, so it made things easier
but the little guy literally lived in squalor with cas. they were homeless for quite some time, after running away
and even though they had the support of rissa — who they’ve long since lost contact with — things were bleak for a time
pollux turned the other way when cas came back with money and food. even if cas tried to say he’d worked for it or been gifted it, pollux knew the likelihood of that happening over and over again was slim
but they finally got a way out, and pollux finally got a formal education!!
he wasn’t the best at school — he lacked a lot of book smarts, and his upbringing set him back on a lot of things his classmates all thought to be second nature
he was gangly, optimistic, and lacked an inside voice in his teenage years
although he’s since mellowed out (mostly), at the time he was the object of quite a bit of bullying
many of his classmates believed him to be stupid, and for a time (and even now, at times) he believes them
he eventually came to accept that not everyone could be smart, but he does wish, deep down, he had some of castor’s intelligence
the logical thing to do would be to ask his brother for help in school
but his desire to be self-sufficient and knee-jerk reaction to pretend everything was fine with cas made things complicated
but he made it through high school and into college, where he’s still attending wdu
during that time though, the apartment he and cas were living in fell to the ground (during the earthquake)
pollux moved into a hotel, and then the dorms, while cas began working at a science center a few towns over and teaching part-time at wdu
headcanons
literally the sweetest angel you’ll ever meet
those bullies from high school? demons
a Good One
can sense the hope/hopelessness in people and feel their emotional aura
can kinda tell when someone is a good person
causes him to see the good in everyone and inherently understand something of their internal struggles (even if the subject matter/details are unknown to him)
RARELY gets mad......i’d be SHOCKED
doesn’t realize he’s actual heart throb material
cas in the void somewhere, sweating: dont you crush on my baby brother i’ll fight you!! you’re not good enough for him!!
VERY protected by a lot of people
the main one of which (cas) is currently incapacitated at the moment
but he’ll be here
pollux rn is going to be Stressed™
will wonder where the heck cas is?? has been looking for him, which is why he didn’t find the rest of the group
give him a Hug please he’s the best hugger
an absolute doormat
would bend over backwards for a stranger
gets his kindness taken advantage of constantly
doesn’t get mad about it because he understands where they’re coming from
too fucking understanding get MAD
sees all sides of everything all the time
recognizes that there are inherently “good” and “bad” actions, but knows that good people can do bad things and vice versa
INCREDIBLY MINDFUL AND EMOTIONALLY MATURE
feels sad, recognizes his sadness, acknowledges where it’s coming from, validates his feelings, processes them, lets them go and moves on
THATS IT!! so proud of him be figured it out
granted that process can take a while BUT
fight me let me be proud of my son
respects and loves everyone
Pure™
even if he doesn’t want his whole image to be Pure™
there was nothing close to amusement in kalei’s features as she slowly turns in a circle, eyes wide as she takes in the view that buena vista has to offer. it’s a beautiful town, but beauty can only hide so many ugly memories before it too turns sour. “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” she mutters to herself, placing her hands on her hips. of all places to wake up, it had to be here. in this town ? of course it was this town. the world just loved to give her a grand ‘ fuck you ’ whenever she thought she was making progress with herself. “dude, at least tell me there’s still decent food and supplies around here. it’d suck if we had to go all … lord of the flies on each other.” she’s speaking to no one in particular. hell, she doesn’t even know if there’s anyone else in town.
“no, we’re doomed.” will sat with one leg thrown over the arm of the bench. “food supply will eventually run out without trucks to restock, and with no rain or weather, growing our own crops is mostly likely not a viable option.” his head was leaned back, tossed over the back of the bench and he stared up at the opaque ceiling of the dome. “it’s only a matter of time.”
the thought of telling the other to cut the bullshit crossed his mind, but ultimately he decided that it might be best to hold his tongue, after all, the other male was being nice to him. and being that he was alone, he could use a friend. he nodded his head as he listened to what the other had to say, as much as he hated to admit it, most of what he was saying aligned with spencer’s version of events. everything except for the dome, but perhaps he just misheard the male, he could have just as easily said phone. “okay, but where exactly is here?” he asked, arching an eyebrow as he followed behind the boy. he had his suspicions, but not wanting to jump to any conclusions, spencer thought it was better to ask. “and what do you mean by dome?”
“buena vista,” aksel answered, resisting the urge to say hell instead. “you, specifically, seem to have woken up in someone’s dorm.” he started leading the boy out of the building, following the familiar path to the school courtyard. “and that–” he pointed to the blurred, foggy horizon line. “what i mean by dome.” his gaze followed his finger as it traced out the path of the dome over their heads and to the other side.
“i only went to one area of it, but from what i’ve gathered–” he pulled his notebook out of his back pocket, flipping to the page he’d been taking notes on the dome. old habits died hard. “it’s impenetrable, at least by my capabilities, completely opaque, soundproof, and interferes with satellite signals.”
ONE MOMENT miss eliza diggs was in her bakery and the next she ISN’T. glinda’s. named after her mother. it was her CHILD ; she bought the place in horrible condition and was able to turn it into a beautiful cafe & bakery. she had never been so proud of something in her life as she was of glinda’s. she walks a few blocks and tries to figure out where she is. she definitely doesn’t remember anything. when she tried to remember how she got here all she got was nothingless.
“ hey - , “ the happiness and optimism were gone from her facial expression and tone of her voice. “ do you know where we are ? i don’t… remember anything. “ her throat tightens as she forces herself to NOT CRY. but her vision stars to blur as tears form , whether she wanted them to or not.
he heard her voice first, noted the tone of it. it sounded almost helpless, to him, and he certainly couldn’t blame her. “hi,” he greeted gently, taking on the same tone of voice that he might with a scared or wounded animal. “we’re in buena vista.” he offered a kind smile, hoping to help reassure her so she didn’t cry. “hey, hey– it’s okay to be upset. and entirely justified, because what i’m about to tell you probably won’t make you feel better.” sometimes there was no way to do something without being blunt, this was one of those times. “i woke up here too, just like you. i don’t know how we got here, but i do know that we’re trapped.”
“this shit is EXACTLY why this town should be turned into a test zone.” not that the dome going up and her coworkers disappearing hadn’t been good for nikki, cause the two events SURE had ; the safe left open in the office meant that she’d been able to help herself, and even now, her pockets were stuffed with notes that didn’t belong to her. the PROBLEM was that she was trapped - they all were - and in an apocalyptic nightmare, money didn’t mean SHIT. what was the point in finally being financially stable if you couldn’t even reap those tax benefits? tossing yet another rock at the dome, only for it to fall to the ground with a clunk, nikki grumbled something indiscernible ( the only clear word being ‘fuck’ ) before adding, a little clearer, “this is what happens, right? everything goes well for, like, a month, and then some shit happens to turn this place into a living hellhole all over again. i should have listened to the guy that wrote the ten worst places to live in the world article. FLORIDA would be better than this.”
a soft noise of agreement rumbled in julian’s chest. he’d long given up his attempts to break down the dome. his powers weren’t so much built for destruction as much as they were personal gain. “you actually chose to live here?” he questioned, arms folded behind his head as he lounged on the grass of some random person’s lawn. it was dead and brown from the summer heat. “...on purpose?” it wasn’t necessarily the worst time in his life, but he was definitely glad to have left years prior after getting his ph.d. “are you a masochist or did you not hear about the crazy shit that happens here all the time?”
he was worried- perhaps even a little afraid, and definitely, definitely confused. one minute he had been putting the finishing touches on a paper, and the next he was waking up on the floor of a stranger’s dorm room. it didn’t make sense. and that frightened spencer, though he tried his best to hide it, instead putting on a stern face as he turned his focus toward the other male. “d-id you just say survivors?” he stammered, his heart racing as he tried to make sense of it all. but without more information, without a bigger picture, he was hopelessly confused. “what the hell is going on? where am i?” he continued his questioning, this time taking a sterner approach as he found himself staring at the other, waiting for answers.
“oh boy–” aksel mumbled, quickly realizing that he was going to have to be gentle and nice. no one deserved to have some asshole greet them after arriving, terrified and confused, in this hellhole of a town. “um– you... okay, everything’s gonna be fine.” or maybe not, he didn’t know for sure. he tried to think back to some of the things he’d been hearing people say to comfort others. “we don’t know what happened but, a bunch of us– dozens, actually, i don’t even know how many, just...woke up here. and we’re–” he stuffed his hands into his pockets and hunched his shoulders, grimacing as he tried to figure out how to put this gently. “we’re trapped.” alright, not so gentle, then. “there’s a dome and–” he frowned, gesturing for the other to follow him, “–well, come on. i’ll show you.”
