Hello, I'm kidgoat and I deprive myself of social fun on a daily basis so I'm going to try and break that habit here. I probably won't be that talkative though I'll try my best.
Reference picture or description: A sort of chubby man with downturned eyes and a slightly wrinkled face. His hair is auburn and his pupils are some shade of brown.
Where are you from? Somewhere close to America, Atlas. He resides out in the halls, closer to the artificial mines.
Occupation: Miner
Quick skills: Navigation and Perception
Advanced skills: As a miner, he’s learned how to operate the equipment moderately well. Alongside that, he’s been taught how to identify defects in the equipment and repair surface-level problems.
Backstory He’s had a comparatively boring life so far. Born in the ports. A relatively ok homelife, both mother and father were technically there but the father was always out looking for work. His father had always avoided work involving contracts and such simply because he never liked the idea of being bound to something he didn’t love, so he spent a lot of time doing odd jobs that robots couldn’t easily replace. This worked well when it was only him and his mother, however after Nicolai was born he realized he didn’t want to raise a child in a place like the ports. So around the time Nicolai was 6, he decided to finally get a job in the mining union to try to get his family in an apartment somewhere in Atlas. A few years later they ended up in America, but though their living conditions had improved nothing really changed. He still had a fairly distant relationship with his parents and though he was able to make a few friends, nobody really stayed in touch with him after highschool. After finishing school he didn’t have the passion to pursue anything. Despite his father’s advice to start exploring what made him happy and his warnings not to join, he eventually followed after his father and signed up to be in the mining union in order to maintain his lifestyle.
Somewhere along the years, as he was working, he realized his father wasn’t in the mines with him. Confused about what might’ve happened, he started to search for him. However, as the weeks went by, as the realization that his father had disappeared out of nowhere hit him, it crushed him. He literally popped out of existence, and there was nothing he could do to find him. Afterwards he dove himself into his work, blocking out the outside world and neglecting everything else other than food and mining. It took him several years to finally realize that working himself so hard was going to take a toll on him, and that he’d have to accept what happened if he was going to move on.
Present day, he still lives a pretty monotonous life for the most part. He’s lived with the fact that his father was gone fairly well, if only to make sure it didn’t interfere with his life again. He drifted apart from his family’s apartment, moving to one of the rooms along the halls. He’s been mining for 20 something years now, even though all the excitement that came with the job had faded away a long time ago. The typical banter across the mine keeps some of the dullness at bay, and the sudden disappearances of workmates every now and again add that small hint of fear to his life, but otherwise it moves slowly. Well, up until now probably. Maybe. We’ll see.
Name: Samuel L. Ziegler Age: 12 Personality: A genuine believer in myths and superstition. In fact, he's so scared of getting bitten by a werewolf or a vampire that he constantly prepares for the moment they reveal theirselves. He's planned out every encounter with them, gathered the necessary materials for every threat, and created needlessly complicated gizmos that'll protect him and his home. Yet everything he's made has completely fallen apart on him at some point, he's never stopped getting ready for that one night of the year. He even brought along an entire set of silverware one Halloween, in which his parents quickly found the day after and forbidden him from ever bringing outside the house again.
Apart from this obsession of protecting himself from scary mythical beasts, he's a decent kid. Attentive in class, loyal to his friends. He pesters them all on the bad luck they could get, but they tolerate him all the same. Picture:
Just about finished the miner even if his backstory’s might be a bit wonky, the vagabond will probably come sometime later next week. Btw, does the government hide away any information of a person who disappeared from the public, or is that person just physically gone?
Name: Nicolai Casmore
Age: 35-45
Height and weight: 5’6”, 157 lbs
Reference picture or description: A sort of chubby man with downturned eyes and a slightly wrinkled face. His hair is auburn and his pupils are some shade of brown.
Where are you from? Somewhere close to America, Atlas. He resides out in the halls, closer to the artificial mines.
Occupation: Miner
Quick skills: Navigation and Perception
Advanced skills: As a miner, he’s learned how to operate the equipment moderately well. Alongside that, he’s been taught how to identify defects in the equipment and repair surface-level problems.
Backstory He’s had a comparatively boring life so far. Born in the ports. A relatively ok homelife, both mother and father were technically there but the father was always out looking for work. His father had always avoided work involving contracts and such simply because he never liked the idea of being bound to something he didn’t love, so he spent a lot of time doing odd jobs that robots couldn’t easily replace. This worked well when it was only him and his mother, however after Nicolai was born he realized he didn’t want to raise a child in a place like the ports. So around the time Nicolai was 6, he decided to finally get a job in the mining union to try to get his family in an apartment somewhere in Atlas. A few years later they ended up in America, but though their living conditions had improved nothing really changed. He still had a fairly distant relationship with his parents and though he was able to make a few friends, nobody really stayed in touch with him after highschool. After finishing school he didn’t have the passion to pursue anything. Despite his father’s advice to start exploring what made him happy and his warnings not to join, he eventually followed after his father and signed up to be in the mining union in order to maintain his lifestyle.
Somewhere along the years, as he was working, he realized his father wasn’t in the mines with him. Confused about what might’ve happened, he started to search for him. However, as the weeks went by, as the realization that his father had disappeared out of nowhere hit him, it crushed him. He literally popped out of existence, and there was nothing he could do to find him. Afterwards he dove himself into his work, blocking out the outside world and neglecting everything else other than food and mining. It took him several years to finally realize that working himself so hard was going to take a toll on him, and that he’d have to accept what happened if he was going to move on.
Present day, he still lives a pretty monotonous life for the most part. He’s lived with the fact that his father was gone fairly well, if only to make sure it didn’t interfere with his life again. He drifted apart from his family’s apartment, moving to one of the rooms along the halls. He’s been mining for 20 something years now, even though all the excitement that came with the job had faded away a long time ago. The typical banter across the mine keeps some of the dullness at bay, and the sudden disappearances of workmates every now and again add that small hint of fear to his life, but otherwise it moves slowly. Well, up until now probably. Maybe. We’ll see.
I’ll probably wait and see where everyone else’s characters are starting from and starting with before choosing, but just in case I wanted to run a couple of concepts by everyone to see who would fit better for the plot and as a first character. One’s a sort of depressed nihilistic miner in his 40s with barely any skills other than those associated with his job, the other’s an outgoing possibly troublemaking vagabond in his 20s who’s really good with spears and staffs but probably lacks magic.
Hello, I'm kidgoat and I deprive myself of social fun on a daily basis so I'm going to try and break that habit here. I probably won't be that talkative though I'll try my best.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hello, I'm kidgoat and I deprive myself of social fun on a daily basis so I'm going to try and break that habit here. I probably won't be that talkative though I'll try my best. </div>