Evan Chao-Duston. Let’s get started eh?
^ I was listening to this on repeat when the RPG started, and as a result it’s become the theme for me. Play it whenever I needed to write something up
He grew up on Earth. His family was fairly well off, and expected him to follow the family business of working the army (or something ‘manly’ like that). But Evan never wanted to do that; he was always interested in biology and birds and things like that. As a result his parents never really bonded with him as he grew older. This residual sense of disappointment made him feel bad about his shyness / cowardice.
So he decided to go out into the wide open wonder and proved to himself and his parents that he had what it took to be brave and adventurous. Proving something to himself. That was always at the heart of Evan’s actions. He studied as a ornithologist and picked the most remote, most hostile planet he could to work on - Shear. And so for a while he worked at the aviary. Then the monsters attacked…
Started off as any ordinary day. Something out in the aviary had spooked the birds big time. This wasn’t an unusual occurrence; they had some large animals dotted around the enclosures (like sloths and armadons). Sometimes they got a bit too agitated and disturbed the nests. So a couple of the aviary team headed out in their protective gear and crowd control gear to try and get the beasts back under control.
Not long after leaving there’s panic over the intercoms. Something huge had killed the armadon in dome 2 and was killing all the workers out in the aviary. At this time Evan’s still inside the facility. The outer doors are closed and no-one can get back inside. And what does our intrepid hero do? Cries. He hides in a corner and panics and cries. He can’t even bring himself to turn off the intercom so he doesn’t have to hear the screams anymore.
Evan wasn’t the only one inside at the facility at the time, but he was one of the closet to the door controls. If he had tried, there may have been enough time to get a few people inside before the monsters arrived. Time passes. One of Cabot’s teams arrives and rids them of the monster, and evacuates them all the the nearest safezone.
During this time Evan swears to himself that he won’t let something like that happen again. He’ll find a way to repay the people he may-or-may-not have indirectly killed. He questions if he could even live with himself without trying to right his wrongs. So Evan heads for a dusty landing pad where a ‘Planet Tamers Wanted’ sign and unlikely team of heroes lay waiting…
The story behind Evan was planned from the start to be one of overcoming fear. He would be the cowardly lion of the group, having to work up the strength to face danger head-on (I had a lot of fun making him run away during that first fight). I tried to hint at these things during Evan’s posts but I don’t know if anyone ever felt that was much more to his story hidden away.
He stuttered less as the RPG progressed: compare some of his last words to his first. The only times he lost his stutter completely was during the heat of battle. Admittedly he did was cry out in fear, but it was a start. Started to get more confident overall. At the start an offhand comment by Bridgette could send him cowering. Nearer the end however he was building up the confidence to actually confront people. He saw Rival as a threat and was planning ways to deal with her if she went rouge.
I’m not sure who Evan would’ve been by the very end. Would he have developed a new-found love of violence and become Wasteland-Evan?
Would he have heroically sacrificed himself to save others and repay his dept? We’ll never know.
[details=If Harrison had caused trouble when trying to leave the armoury (e.g. trying to sell Stoic) this is what I’d planned on Evan doing. Shame it never came to that…]“Mr Harrison, sir?”
Evan stepped forward and tried to get his attention. Realised that it was now or never.
“Sir, I don’t err, I don’t know if you remember this…” He held up his newfound shotgun for all to see. “…it, it was in your arsenal. It b-basically, well, you load in the shells and fire. Then the fusion battery powers up the, the central chamber and using plasma, which is really, really hot it err…”
He took a moment to calm himself, breathing way faster than normal. “Basically, it liquefies the shot. S-s-so it leaves the barrel as a super-heated slurry of metal, easily reaching t-temperatures of well, thousands of degrees.”
Another pause. His hands visibly shaking, heart-rate souring. He focused himself on the goal. To prove himself.
He levelled the shotgun directly at Harrison.
“So I d-don’t think I need to explain what will happen if I pull this trigger.”
“Your going to, to let us all leave right now. With-with our guns! Right, very much so now. Please?” You could hear his armour clattering as he shook with fear. “N-no one needs to get h-hurt. Not one little tiny bit, no siree. No fighting.” He looks towards Rival. “That includes us.”
He let his ultimatum hang in the air, not sure how everyone would proceed.