Peter Pan ✦ Peter Pan ✦ Thomas Doherty ✦ Peter Pan
KILL THE CHAOS, FIND THE BALANCE
CURRENT AGE: twenty-nine presenting, age unknown
SPECIES: human
OCCUPATION: leader of the lost boys
AVAILABILITY: open
AROUND WE GO, PETER PAN
No one remembers when Peter Pan first came to Neverland. Not even Peter. He was the first child who refused to grow up, and the island welcomed him like a secret. It gave him what he wanted: a world without time, without rules, without endings. He ruled its wild skies and shadowed jungles, led the Lost through blood and play, fought pirates who bled smoke and shadow. He flew not because he believed and others believed in him. That was enough. But Neverland is not a place. It’s a spell, a story told well enough to feel real. And like all stories, it can be broken. The portal came later. A crack in the sky, humming with static and streetlights, opening not to another dream but to a city called Elias. Cold. Loud. Full of towers and ticking clocks. But Peter saw something familiar there: children left behind. Forgotten. Runaways. Just like the ones he used to gather from the space between storms. So he began taking them. One at a time, slipping through the portal to find new Lost Children. Not all of them wanted to go. Some screamed. Some cried. Some followed him willingly. In Neverland, they all forgot eventually. It worked. For a while. Then the portal glitched. The last time he stepped through, it didn't reopen. Something severed the thread. He felt it in his bones. Now, Peter is stranded in Elias—and worse, he's aging. At first, he denied it. Brushed off the fatigue, the strange ache in his spine, the sharp edge in his jawline. But it’s happening. His flight is faltering. He’s grounded longer each day. His voice deepens without warning. Sometimes, when he looks in a mirror, he doesn’t recognize the boy staring back. Time exists here. And it’s winning. He blames James Hook. The first boy Peter ever led. The first one who saw through the game. Who chose to break from the dream and carve out something real. He’s the only one who could have tampered with the magic. And if Hook's still alive, he’s here somewhere in Elias. Peter feels it. Smells it in the rain. These days, Peter keeps to the edges of The Underland. Rooftops, forgotten subway tunnels, burned-out schools. Places children still hide. He gathers them when he can. Watches over them, feeds them stories. He’s still trying to be what he was. But the lie is fraying. He doesn’t know what happens when the boy in him dies. He doesn’t want to find out. Not because he fears death—but because he fears becoming ordinary. Powerless. Lost. So he searches. For another way back. For a second portal. For a thread of belief to pull him home. And if he can’t find it, then he'll find Hook. And if Hook did this. Peter will make sure he regrets it. There’s still magic in him. It’s just darker now. Hungrier. Less about wonder, more about survival. He used to fly because he was free. Now, he flies because he thinks he is running out of time.
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james hook, tierney bell, wendy darling.
