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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2016 3:41:51 GMT
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.:Name:. Atom Sanchez .:Nick Name:. .:Affiliation:. Arker .:Age:. 18
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.:Physical Appearance:. Atom is a fairly average overall type of guy. He has an unkempt mess of dark brown hair, bright green eyes, and an olive skin complexion. .:Height:. 177.8 cm (5’10) .:Portrayed by:. Rhys Ward
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.:Personality:. Atom had always been a fairly less personable individual throughout the 18 years of his life. He never really enjoyed approaching people. While on the Ark, he grew a slight cynical ideology behind meeting new people that usually left him… well, alone. He enjoyed being around only a select few people, yet he still never trusted that they enjoyed his company. Hell, he barely enjoyed it himself.
He comes off fairly crass at times. Forgetting that there is a filter between his brain and his lips. He doesn’t intentionally say things to be rude or blunt, yet he feels that if he is thinking it… so is everyone else. He wouldn’t want the world to hate him and people NOT actually tell him he is hated. It’s an off putting philosophy, yet he has found the truest of friends. Individuals that have passed his subconscious test of nerves.
Atom is submissive, yet passionate. He loves fiercely and will protect what he loves with an almost undying flame. He finds that trust and loyalty reign supreme to any form of relationship in his life. He is the quickest to trust, yet the hardest to fall. Breaking promises and breaching trust wounds him deeply and could certain sever any ties that had once bound him to you. He is just a bit of a nerd deep down. .:Special Skills:. He has a slight knack for persuasion. He can turn his voice into warm honey that just entices the listener to forget all inhibitions. He used this ’skill’ to get out of most trouble while on the Ark.
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.:Birthplace:. The Ark .:Family:. María Sanchez - Mother: Programmer Laven Sanchez - Father: Deceased .:Occupation:. .:History:. The Ark was home and that was all Atom knew growing up. His family had been strong believers in the ideology that the Earth would never again be inhabitable. They hushed any stories of Earth being more than another dead planet floating through the Milky Way. Atom was never allowed to play with other children whose families looked to Earth with eyes full of hope. Like his parents, Atom grew a cold and cynical when his eyes drifted through a viewport that showed the blue/green planet.
He maintained a fairly average lifestyle on the Ark. He attended school, followed the rules, and returned to his family’s quarters. There was little deviation from the routine of life on the Ark. He enjoyed spending time sitting beside his mother while she worked on various programming sequences. The coding completely lost to his young mind, but there came a comfort of watching the numbers and letters jump along the screens. His father worked in as a Ark guardsman, so there was little opportunities for Atom to join his father at his post. He had a low maintenance life. Seemingly eventless until a few sort months after his fourteenth birthday.
His father’s health gradually depleted. Atom and his mother watched his father fading. It was slow, until one morning it was’t. He had died naturally. His body just started shutting down until it finally stopped working. It was a cold blade that sliced through his heart and left him holding a cold aura about him. He averted his eyes from his mother’s gaze and eventually stopped speaking to everyone.
Three years came and went.
He can’t recall exactly why he did it, but he needed to just wanted the rush of adrenaline that would end in a cold sleep. He wanted to experience something outside of the cold confines of the rules set by the leaders of the Ark. He risked it all by faking an illness to get into med bay. Stealing drugs was enough to land him in the Ark prison until he turned eighteen, but he didn’t care as he slid the needle of morphine into the exposed vein. The opiate eased every muscle throughout his body, then everything went dark.
When he awoke, he was shackled to a med-bay bed with a guardsmen standing watch. His mother had discovered his body slumped to the floor. Hot panicked shot through him when he realized that he had not accomplished his goal. He was strong as they escorted him to his cell. The hot tears stung for only a sort while after the cell door closed before him.
One long year.
He was turning eighteen, which meant his case would be up for review to see if he could rejoin the Ark community. He had seen many faces come and go before they received the news.
Earth.
Atom wasn’t ready to face the unknown, but he didn’t have any control over his life anymore. When they landed on the ground, he hesitated. His eyes taking everything in before his feet stepped on the surface. He knew life would be different… Things had been set in motion, and all he knew was that he was going to survive.
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Post by The Ark on Mar 28, 2016 4:41:57 GMT
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