⸻ pedro pascal, 50, male, he/him ; ] … the photo on the missing poster is of BASTIAN FERNÁNDEZ HERRERA. they are FORTY-SEVEN, and have been missing for EIGHT YEARS. when the sun rises, they work as a COOK and NURSE. rumors in town say they can be APPREHENSIVE and AFFECTIONATE. they chose to live in COMMON HOUSE, and have an uncanny resemblance to HERNANDO FUENTES (Sense 8), JEFF SADECKI (Yellowjackets), TRAVIS MONTGOMERY (Station 19), BOB BELCHER (Bob's Burgers). can they survive another night ?…⸻ faint laughter lines adorning tired eyes, the tapping of a branch against your window, lighting a candle in the darkness, the warmth and homeyness of something baking in the oven.
BASICS ;
FULL NAME: Bastian Cristobal Fernández Herrera AGE: 47 BIRTH DATE: November 22nd GENDER: Male PRONOUNS: He/Him OCCUPATION: Cook & Nurse RESIDENCE: Common House LENGTH OF TIME TRAPPED IN ARCADIA: Eight Years
BACKGROUND ;
tw; implied homophobia, blood/violence mention
Born and raised in Santiago, Chile before immigrating to San Diego, California in the United States for better employment opportunities for his father, Bastian had a relatively simple and quiet childhood. While his parents were strict with their expectations of their children, Bastian had always easily fallen in line. He was a good student in school, rarely missed curfew, and did what he was asked without complaint.
It wasn’t until high school, until him, that anything started going awry with his family dynamics. Perhaps Bastian was a little too quick to fall in love, but a friendship rekindled into something so much more and the enamored teenager could hardly be kept away. He started bending rules to spend more time with his boyfriend, which eventually drew the attention of his parents. The more he tried to wiggle out of and bend the rules his parents set the stricter the rules became, and soon enough they demanded to know where Bastian's rebellious streak had come from. When it was realized that Bastian was breaking curfew to spend all of his free time with a boy he was most certainly in love with, something broke between Bastian and his parents.
His parents didn’t approve of the relationship and they simply said that they would not tolerate it. Put between a rock and a hard place, Bastian ended up making the decision to pursue the relationship - even if it meant cutting ties with his parents. He packed up his things and left without another word as soon as he graduated high school.
He hasn’t regretted the decision since, but there’s still an ache in his heart over the loss that he’s tried to bury deep.
Following his love out of San Diego and building a life of their own was easy, and he did so without question. They were still both rather young when they decided to marry, having a small and intimate ceremony. Shortly there after they began discussing adoption and piecing together their own close knit family. Bastian made it his primary purpose in life to ensure that each of his children knew just how loved they were and that they wanted for nothing - even when money grew tight.
Bastian split his time between caring for the children during the day and nights at nursing school. Once he graduated he took shifts so that he could spend as much time with his family as possible while also making money, but it was hard on him. As much as he enjoyed his patients and coworkers, home was where his heart was.
The day Bastian walked out of their house to cool down after an argument about something silly (was it that he left the dishes in the sink again? Perhaps that he hadn't folded the laundry and it had sat in a pile on the chair too long - something that hardly mattered the more time spread between) was the day that would live in Bastian's nightmares moving forward. He had walked away because sometimes that was all it took to let the anger of the moment fizzle and cool, to recognize that perhaps mistakes were made but no harm was done. He'd met and gone out with a couple of friends, took the night for himself - and somehow in the midst of it they'd ended up in Hell.
Monsters met them there. He lost more than just his connections to his family that night - he watched his friends brutalized and bloodied before his eyes. And he couldn't save them. He wears scars from that night, both physical and mental, carved deep into his flesh and mind.
For a while Bastian tried to make sense of this place and the hand it had dealt him. Like so many others, he spent weeks attempting to escape the town only to end up back where he started again, and again, and again. Eventually he focused his attention on other things. He didn't give up, per se - he'd never give up on returning to his family. But he was making the most of it while living here, trying to live some semblance of a life. Until the opportunity arises to go back to the one he left behind so many years ago now. If there is any life to get back to, anymore.
INQUIRIES ;
How did your muse spend their first night in Arcadia, and where?
He doesn't quite remember all the details of that night or how he'd ended up at the clinic with blood on his hands. There was so much blood, and everything he'd tried to do to stop the flow had proved fruitless. He'd stayed the night there at the clinic, and that night and the following days - weeks - they were all blurred together in his memory in a haze of confusion and shock and loss.
Why did your muse choose to live where they do?
Bastian has always been a people person and thrives most on being around others, so it wasn't much of a question that he ended up at the common house. He likes taking care of the others who live there in any way that he can, be it by cooking up a meal for them or patching up bumps and bruises. He likes to be useful in some way to the others who are trapped in Arcadia with him.
What was your muse doing when they came across the tree?
It had been some silly argument. Bastian had never been known to do well with confrontation; he was a peace keeper, a people pleaser, and arguments flustered him. Now he can't even remember what it was that they'd been arguing about. Nothing that mattered, certainly, in the grand scheme of things. He'd walked away to get a breather and it proved to be one of the biggest decisions that changed the course of his entire life. He had ended up at a friend's place, which wasn't an unheard of occurrence. Bastian's marriage was stable and loving, but even the most stable and loving of connections had their moments. They weren't perfect by any means, but they were happy. They had been happy.
His friend had decided that going out, getting dinner and drinks, would help lighten the mood and clear his head. But somehow they'd ended up in unfamiliar territory where something wasn't quite right.
Has your muse left anything behind that they are desperately trying to return to or escape?
His husband and children, whom he misses dearly every single day. At this point he has accepted that he may never see them again and is trying to live the best life that he can in Arcadia, but that doesn't stop the sadness that creeps in on him at night.
