INTRODUCING — AIDEN SUNG
“ THE BLOOD ON MY TEETH BEGINS TO TASTE LIKE A POEM. ” is that STEVEN YEUN? oh no, that’s AIDEN SUNG, born on the 15th of FEBRUARY, 2008. i heard THEY/HE (NONBINARY) is a HERDER of WYOMING MILITIA. apparently, they can be CUNNING and RESOURCEFUL but also known to be SELF-SERVING and FICKLE. spends most of their free time FIGHTING SLEEP AND SMOKING, probably smells like HOMEMADE CIGARETTES & GUNPOWDER. is that a bite mark i see? no, must have been a trick of the light.
HISTORY: (tw for child abuse on the marked** bullet points)
Aiden can't remember much of their past nowadays, they'd say. They'd tell you it's something about the brain repressing traumatic memories or whatever. They do actually remember more than they let on -- they just don't want to talk about it.
They ended up being taken care of by a man, when the apocalypse happened. They called him Dad, but looking back on it, they're not even sure there was any weight to that connection. It was just the two of them, since Aiden was a little kid.
** Dad would use Aiden to get supplies and shelter from other survivors. He would throw them first into dangerous situations, only so they would get pitied, and he could come in right after to ask for things to keep his child alive. Aiden was thrown into the middle of roads to stop cars, or shoved right into crowded survivor camps. They lost count of how many times someone pulled a gun on them. It stopped having any meaning after a while.
** Everyone usually caved and got the two of them enough supplies to last another week, but Dad hardly shared those with his kid. No, he said it was good for Aiden to keep a more scrawny, clearly malnourished appearance. It made people pity them more, he said. It got the two of them more food. More water. More attention.
By age twelve, Aiden grew sick of living like this. They barely had any energy, but whatever was left, was turning into rage. A wrath they couldn't control, something ugly that walked hand-in-hand with resentment towards this father figure that abused them for years.
They had a fight one day. A screaming match that attracted too much attention from the infected. Aiden could hear the distant growling getting closer, but they couldn't stop the shouting. Dad tried to shut them up, and before Aiden even realized what they were doing, they had delivered a blow to his knee with a hatchet that had been laying nearby. They weren't strong, but the weapon was sharp enough to do incredible damage.
Dad screamed bloody murder, left in pain on the ground, begging for help to get up so he could limp away from the infected that were certainly getting closer. Aiden ran away.
They were a scrawny little kid, only twelve at this point, they didn't have the energy to run far or the strength to actually fight any infected on their own. So they got creative. They found a hiding spot in the woods, a tree easy enough to climb, and they surrounded it with all kinds of traps they could come up with. Using old nets, spears, wooden planks, they slowly built themselves a safe spot where they could hide. And they lived there for two years, completely isolated, only leaving that space when they needed to go searching for food. They were better off like this than when they lived with their Dad, to be fair.
At fourteen, a stupid kid fell into one of Aiden's traps and hurt his leg. Aiden hadn't talked to anyone in two years, they weren't even sure they knew how to, anymore. They were upset by the intrusion to their little safe haven, but they promised to help the boy before he could return to his running.
Valentin ended up being a good friend. Somehow along the years, reluctantly, Aiden gave in. The two grew up together, kept each other safe, they were inseparable. They were each other's ride or dies and Aiden could honestly not see their life without Valentin in it anymore.
Until they were forced to. On a trip out to scout for supplies where they scheduled to meet back at a certain spot, the Grizzlies found Aiden alone. The group took an interest to their creative trapping system, and dragged them over to meet their new leader Yen, keeping Aiden from returning to Valentin for days. By the time they actually could go looking for their friend again, he was nowhere to be found.
Aiden ended up being a herder for the group, once Yen trusted them enough for the job. They definitely didn't love working for the Militia at first, but at least they could still roam around and occasionally look for Valentin, just in case he was still out there, also looking. After a few years without seeing each other and all hope thrown out the window, they finally found their way back. Valentin is now with the Idaho Hunters, which makes everything more complicated. As soon as Aiden found him, however, they knew where their loyalty lied. It was like their centre of gravity shifted. They would do everything in their power to keep Valentin safe, despite this faction war.
The two now meet out in the woods, in secret, when they can manage to sneak out. At least they get to talk and catch up and warn each other about any incoming attacks their groups are scheming against them.
Aiden doesn't trust the grizzlies, even after all these years, but they're not the worst. They keep them well fed and give them shelter, but they're not family. They are good at pretending, though, and they certainly don't want to find themselves on Yen's bad side.
TL;DR because literally that's so long i probably wouldn't even read it myself it's fine:
they had a shitty ass dad. they killed the dad. lived in the woods for two years by themselves all alone by setting up traps and being resourceful capturing zombies.
met valentin when he fell into one of the traps and hurt his leg like a dumbass! the two eventually became inseparable until they were, literally, separated, we love the irony
grizzlies got a hold of aiden, took them in because of their cool traps, and they became a herder for the group. they didn't see valentin again for years, but they found each other again, valentin now being an idaho hunter. now the two meet in secret when they can.
PERSONALITY:
Sarcastic and a bit of a nuisance. They like to be funny and outgoing on the outside, but they still keep their distance -- specially considering they think of Valentin as Their One Person and Only Person, they really have no interest in actually making friends.
Probably uses too many curse words and laughs at everything.
Anger issues!! They've had them since they were a kid, but they're more dangerous now that they're a full grown adult, probably. It happens in sharp uncontrollable outbursts that they usually try to deal with by going out into the woods and blowing up things or killing some zombies. Happens more often when they're stressed, but they've gotten good at handling it nowadays. Probably easy to tell they're having one of Those Days, since they're otherwise a fun, more cheery person.
EXTRAS
Sleep deprived because they got night terrors (most nightmares surprisingly involving their Dad, whom they have not mentioned to anyone but Valentin), but who isn't an insomniac in the apocalypse, huh?
Addicted to smoking and will kill for a cigarette. Probably makes their own since the world has turned to shit and it's not like anyone can go buy some at the store anymore.
Come give me all and any plots!!









