#lastintro

———— ◽️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

full name.    gianna guilla luisa isabel aguilar

nickname.    gigi

birthdate.    october 8 , 1998

identity.    genderfluid , she / they

sexuality.    queer , demiromantic

family.    ruben aguilar  † ( father ) ,  pavati aguilar nee moreno  † ( mother ) ,  matteo aguilar  † ( eldest brother ) ,  javier aguilar  † ( older brother ) ,  daniel ' dani ' aguilar  † ( younger brother )

———— ◽️ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐏

𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛

tba hehe. 

𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 (𝚝𝚕;𝚍𝚛'𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 )

LABELED a tomboy since she could remember , gianna spent all of her free time outside , collecting grass stains rather than dolls. finding an equal balance between rugby and soccer , while also maintaining good grades and a healthy social life was her biggest concern. such trivial issues in comparison to what was to come.

THEIR dad passed away when gianna was just shy of her 13th birthday , the first tragedy experienced. after suffering a heart attack, he fell into a coma that he unfortunately would not recover from. losing the patriarch of the house was difficult , and matteo felt obligated to fill the role , which put a strain on gianna's relationship with their eldest brother.

GIANNA was 15 when all hell broke loose in the surrounding neighborhood. chilling screams filled the dead of night , people were running through the streets , homes and vehicles up in flames. that night felt like a fever dream , she can barely remember how their family managed to escape , but she'll never forget the carnage left behind.

HER youngest brother was the first family member lost , their mom soon following. a complete stranger lunged at them , teeth seeking flesh and dani's arm getting caught in the crossfire. when he eventually succumbed to the virus , their mom was too heartbroken and hysterical to let him go , thus resulting in her own demise.

SEEKING out refuge , the remaining aguilar siblings travelled south , attracted to the promise of shelter and protection from the military in the cities like many others. for several years , it was comforting to find unity with other survivors and lead as normal a life as they were permitted. but all that glitters is not gold.

TO this day , gianna isn't sure if it was an act of rebellion against their eldest brother's constant hovering or if javier had just finally cracked under the pressure of the harsh , new reality. but he did something risky and stupid , repeatedly , until he got caught and was turned into an example , costing his life in exchange. matteo and gianna made their escape the following night , putting as much distance as they could between themselves and any military-controlled faction.

SO she got stuck with the bro she couldn't see eye to eye with , classic. they argued lots , and blamed anything they could on each other ( gigi might've pulled a real low blow at some point by blaming javier's death on matteo oop ). they were so busy being angry with each other that they got cornered by a few clickers. ultimately, matteo got torn to shreddies just before somebody / somebodies from novac swooped in to save gianna , bringing her back to town.

fast forward a whole year , gigi has established pretty decent rapport within their little community. definitely earns their keep by helping wherever they can , the main role obviously being work as a farmer. was pretty closed off and guarded on arrival , but she's opened up a lot and is lowkey a huge softie for her people.

———— ◽️ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒

STATS .

full   name      tayla   quinney   . nickname(s)      tay   ,   quinn   ,   q   . age      twenty - six   ( 26 ) gender   identity      cis   woman   ,   she   /   her   . orientation      bisexual   biromantic   . place   of   birth      portland   ,   maine   . date   of   birth      09   /   10   . current   occupation      motel    staff     (   graveyard   shift   )  . faceclaim      madelyn   cline   .

BACKGROUND .

from   a   young   age   ,   tayla   was   always   known   as   somewhat   of   a   golden   child   .   she   was   an   only   child   ,   the   daughter   of   two   amazing   parents   who   gave   her   the   world   ever   since   she   entered   it   for   herself   .   they   gave   her   a   house   to   live   in   ,   food   on   the   table   every   night   ,   and   all   a   girl   could   ever   dream   of   as   a   kid   .   money   was   never   an   issue   ,   nor   was   fighting   .   everything   was   perfect   …   until   it   wasn’t   .   

her   parents   divorced   when   tayla   was   thirteen   .   her   mother   had   been   cheating   on   her   father   for   years   up   until   that   point   and   it’d   hit   a   place   of   no   return   .   her   mother   ultimately   chose   to   go   live   life   with   her   other   partner   ,   leaving   tayla   with   her   father   and   a   broken   heart   .   they   picked   up   the   pieces   together   ,   though   ,   and   tayla   pulled   her   weight   around   the   house   to   help   with   whatever   her   dad   needed   her   to   .   it   was   rough   ,   but   it   wasn’t   impossible   to   deal   with   .   

when   she   started   high   school   ,   things   started   to   look   up   again   .   her   freshman   and   sophomore   years   were   relatively   normal   .   she   dated   a   football   player   ,   found   out   she   liked   girls   as   well   after   sleeping   with   a   cheerleader   ,   and   climbed   her   way   through   the   ranks   of   her   classmates   through   popularity   alone   .   she   was   treated   as   a   goddess   among   teens   ,   held   up   on   a   pedestal   because   she   was   social   and   sweet   .   her   grades   were   average   ,   but   her   teachers   loved   her   .   her   sweet   sixteen   was   the   peak   of   her   girlhood   .   she   invited   the   whole   class   to   a   party   down   on   the   rocky   coast   of   maine   .   there   were   boats   ,   laughs   ,   music   ,   and   memories   she’d   never   dare   to   forget   .   she   thought   that   life   couldn’t   get   better   than   that   ,   and   maybe   she   was   right   because   it’d   be   the   last   remnants   of   normalcy   she’d   hold   onto   .   

later   that   month   ,   all   hell   broke   loose   .   she   was   fast   asleep   in   her   room   when   her   dad   came   bursting   through   the   door   .   his   hands   were   covered   in   blood   and   a   shotgun   was   hanging   from   his   shoulder   .   he   shook   tayla   until   she   woke   up   ,   told   her   to   grab   a   few   important   things   ,   and   nearly   dragged   her   outside   to   the   jeep   in   the   driveway   .   tayla   couldn’t   process   the   next   few   moments   ,   to   be   quite   honest   ,   and   she   can’t   recall   vivid   details   or   a   specific   timeline   of   events   .   what   she   does   remember   ,   though   ,   is   gripping   the   door   so   tight   that   her   knuckles   turned   white   ,   crying   more   than   she   did   the   night   her   mother   chose   another   family   ,   and   the   screams   that   echoed   through   her   hometown   as   they   drove   through   it   .   she   knows   they   left   home   and   ,   somehow   ,   made   it   all   the   way   to   a   lake   house   in   nebraska   that   was   left   to   them   years   prior   in   her   grandmother’s   will   .   they   camped   out   there   for   a   while   ,   stayed   away   from   the   rest   of   society   ,   and   tried   to   keep   their   sanity   as   long   as   humanly   possible   .   

they   survived   for   about   a   year   on   their   own   there   .   they   fished   in   the   lake   ,   kept   the   radio   turned   up   ,   and   generated   their   own   electricity   .   but   this   safe   haven   could   only   last   so   long   before   the   infected   started   showing   up   at   their   doorstep   .   quite   literally   .   her   mother   ,   of   all   people   ,   showed   up   in   a   panic   one   night   and   begged   them   to   let   her   in   .   tayla   and   her   father   were   hesitant   ,   but   ultimately   allowed   her   to   stay   for   just   one   night   .   they   didn’t   know   she’d   just   been   bit   .   by   morning   ,   her   mother   had   attacked   her   father   and   it   forced   tayla   to   flee   yet   again   .   the   only   place   she   knew   how   to   get   back   to   ,   though   ,   was   so   far   up   north   .   so   she   left   again   ,   at   seventeen   ,   and   took   the   jeep   all   the   way   back   up   to   maine   to   return   home   .   the   city   had   been   deserted   ,   stores   broken   into   and   houses   now   vacant   as   she   drove   through   .   people   had   knocked   on   doors   ,   forced   others   out   of   their   homes   ,   and   ransacked   the   entire   city   .   there   was   a   quarantine   zone   that   had   been   (   lazily   )   set   up   ,   but   nobody   seemed   to   be   there   .   tayla   found   her   old   home   ,   a   place   frozen   in   time   after   others   had   stripped   it   clean   of   all   resources   ,   and   she   remained   there   for   as   long   as   she   could   ,   which   was   really   only   a   week   or   so   .

she   moved   between   homes   for   months   after   that   ,   until   she   turned   eighteen   and   figured   it   was   time   to   hit   the   road   .   the   opportunity   to   do   so   came   when   a   boy   her   age   and   his   father   passed   through   the   city   .   tayla   played   them   like   a   violin   ,   pulling   the   innocent   card   and   pitching   a   sob   story   about   how   she   had   no   family   left   .   there   was   truth   to   her   words   ,   but   her   dramatics   came   in   excess   .   they   bought   the   story   ,   though   ,   and   allowed   her   to   travel   with   them   for   a   bit   .   it   lasted   about   a   month   before   she   gained   enough   trust   ,   stole   a   few   cartons   of   gas   ,   pocketed   some   knives   and   other   weapons   ,   and   went   on   her   way   .   she   ditched   them   in   the   middle   of   the   night   and   went   back   home   ,   to   her   jeep   ,   and   left   once   more   .

for   six   years   ,   tayla’s   done   that   exact   same   thing   to   multiple   different   groups   .   some   were   people   on   their   own   ,   some   were   bigger   groups   that   didn’t   see   the   harm   she   could   do   .   she   never   stayed   in   one   place   for   more   than   a   few   months   ,   never   used   her   real   name   .   every   person   knew   a   different   alias   ,   every   city   knew   a   different   story   she   told   ,   and   tayla   was   fine   with   that   being   her   only   way   of   survival   in   such   a   world   .

— BASICS

NAME:  Seraphina Lopez

AGE / D.O.B.:   26  /   tbd

GENDER, PRONOUNS & SEXUALITY:  cisfemale.  she/her bisexual

HOMETOWN: Miami, Florida

JOB POSITION:  stablehand 

EDUCATION:  currently attempting to get an associate’s degree in computer science 

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:   single.

CHILDREN:  NONE.

POSITIVE TRAITS:    alert ,   bold  ,  driven  ,  compassionate  ,  confident

NEGATIVE TRAITS:   discreet  ,   unforthcoming  ,   blunt  ,    irritable  ,  resentful

❝ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞— 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. ❞

✦ — BASICS

FULL NAME: Seraphina Carmen Lopez

NICKNAME: Seraphina or Sapphire

BIRTHDAY: tbd

GENDER: female

HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5′5″ and 115 lbs

ORIENTATION: bisexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

OCCUPATION: stablehand

❝ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞—𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞. ❞

𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬  ,  𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬  &  𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 : yes  /  yes  /  yes .

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 :   the  thrill  of  late   night  adventures  ,  the  smell  of  leather   ,  drive   in  movies  ,  high fashion trends,  beauty products , and red velvet lipstick.

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 :  liars , waiting in long lines , losing

𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬 : collecting old vinyls, writing , listening to music , and taking long walks to clear her mind

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 : n/a

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞  𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 : ambitious , careful , adventurous , honest , direct , open-minded , decisive , independent , spontaneous , passionate, loyal

𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞  𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 : impulsive , indecisive , ruthless , reckless

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐲 :    mabel mora (only murders in the building), cher (clueless) , elle woods (legally blonde) , caroline forbes (the vampire diaries) , ginny (ginny & georgia) and jackie burkhart (that 70s show)

✦ BACKGROUND

♔ ——  Society says that girls can’t be pretty, smart, and funny all at once. Seraphina completely missed that memo. and not exactly in a girl power kind of way, more of an i’m better than everybody else kind of way. So Seraphina had an ego. So what? it’s true: she is pretty. she is smart. she is funny. her confidence in her god-given gifts grated some people, of course. but she was a magnetic force, whether you liked her or not.

♔ —— Seraphina is a tough girl who knows what she wants and how to get it.

♔ ——  Seraphina had a normal childhood. she was raised by his parents in Miami, Florida.

♔ ——  Seraphina can be described as “a girl that always gets her way, referring to how she tends get what she wants easier than other people might. Jasmine does have a dark side like everyone does. Seraphina is a bit of wild child and a rebel.

♔ —— She can be an emotional rollercoaster when it comes to her state of mind depending on the situation.

♔ —— Seraphina can be a bit fragile when it comes opening up to anyone emotionally or otherwise.

♔ —— Seraphina is a hopeless romantic but when it comes to someone she finds attractive she gets tongue-tied and stutters in front of them.

♔ —— Seraphina is very much a mess of contradictions. she loves the feeling of being wanted, but at the same time worries that people are looking at her for the wrong reasons. She loves the person she’s becoming, but deep down, she can’t quite overcome the self-hatred that has been ingrained in her.  She’s caught between who she really is and who she wants to be, and sometimes she gets a little lost in the midst of it. On the outside, however, Seraphina's is outspoken and opinionated. She won’t hesitate to tell you how she’s feeling, positive or negative. She’s fiercely protective of her friends, and extremely loyal. She’s passionate, fiery, and headstrong. those who really know her, however, might catch glimpses of her more vulnerable side. She treats those she holds dear like absolute gold and would go to the ends of the earth for them. On the flip side of that, though, she holds a grudge like no other, and finds  it hard to forgive those who have wronged her.

♔ —— more to be added

✦ WANTED PLOTS

mutual crushes

friends with benefits

frenemies

her ride or die

———— ◽️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

full name.    booker nelson delmont

nickname.    boone

birthdate.    december 23 , 1985

identity.    cis male , he / him / his

sexuality.    heteroflexible , maybe lowkey questioning

family.    carlisle ' calamity ' delmont  † ( father ) ,  marianne delmont nee baker  † ( mother ) ,  aurelie delmont  † ( older sister ) ,  delayne delmont nee merlotte  † ( ex wife ) ,  baby delmont  † ( unnamed child )

———— ◽️ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐏

𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛

tba hehe.

𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 (𝚝𝚕;𝚍𝚛'𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 )

BORN into a rapture-esque cult , he never really stood a chance at having a normal life.  they kept preaching about an oncoming apocalypse ravaging the planet. it actually happened when boone was around 28 and they were all like HAHA SEE , and then tried to glorify it. but basically all of them either succumbed to the virus or got torn apart in the name of the holy fungi spirits , so ...

SO yeah his dad was kinda crazy ( he fr made people call him calamity ) ; was one of the leaders who believed in co-existing with the virus like only the chosen would evolve into some superior race , and brainwashed his mom and sister into believing the same. they were obvi wrong. boone also believed it for a hot sec , until he saw the outcome with his own eyes. this is something very few people know about bc he'd rather die than openly admit he was dumb.

HE lost his entire family pretty early on , like probably a year after the initial outbreak. all of them voluntarily got infected, except for his wife ( who was a few months pregnant at the time ). she unfortunately was attacked by one of the cult members and suffered a pretty gruesome end, which still weighs heavy on boone from time to time bc he wasn't able to protect her or their baby.

HIS sanity was teetertottering for a while after that, coming to terms with his loss of family and also basically everything he was raised to believe. traveling across the country in search of a safe place with some semblance of normalcy, boone ended up doing some horrific things for a couple years in the name of survival.

THE tides turned when he eventually joined forces with a group of people, setting off to find their own safe haven away from the power hungry military bases. he found purpose in his life again, helping a community of everyday civilians survive ; truly feeling as though he was apart of a community again.

FOR the first time in a long time, boone thinks he's in a good place. diligently fulfilling his role as a scout, he lowkey believes wiping out the virus ( one lost soul at a time ) is his way of repenting for blindly following the misguided belief of a looney tunes ' family ' ; a life he's desperately trying to leave behind.

ANYWAY he's kinda kooky but he means well, and is loyal to a fault.

———— ◽️ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒

hi everyone i'm hay <3 please met my trainwreck, bishop.

stats

full name: bishop renee ripley

hometown: flagstff, arizona

age: 26

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: cook

known family: finch ripley (twin sister)

THE BEFORE

you came out screaming, and that was perhaps the loudest you would ever be. all tiny and wiggling arms, not prepared for this brand new world. you missed the comfort of your mother's belly. you seemed to relax once your twin sister, finch was born. as long as she was close, you never found a reason to be so loud again.

the two of you grew up in between neighbors houses, seeing your parents for only a few glimpses. you followed your sister around, even though she was technically younger (maybe by 2 or 3 minutes). finch always had a friendly, welcoming aura to her. your aura was more like...grey. you tried to make friends and tried to be outgoing, but it never reall came easy to you. you quickly fell into her shadow, not that you minded in the least. you've always been shy and preferred to wait and watch in the background. at the very least you made friends in rain and raffe. with the three of them, there was never a need to branch out of your comfort zone again.

you were fiercely protective of your friends...maybe to a fault. you insisted to go everywhere with them. you never had much luck in romance, but you figured your time would come...one day. it wasn't like things could be worse.

THE AFTER

you and your friends decide to stay at a ski lodge, just a few miles from your home. it was supposed fun, relaxing, and filled with too much hot cocoa. but then everything changed. terrifying news began filling in, the sky filled with smoke. you knew deep down before checking that your parents were gone, still, by the time you could search them, they were already runners. you and finch had to kill them in the kitchen. the same kitchen were you once made lemonade with your mom.

you soon fell into a routine. for you, it was easy. you were never extremely social able, anyway. you became a cook and did your duties to help the community at the lodge. you kept a watchful eye on your sister, scared something may happen.

one day, finch, rain, and raffe decided to take the ski lift for a spin, to take a look at the outside world. you were invited, but you had more vegetables to chop, so you waved them on. you should have tagged along, or at least hugged your sister. that would be the last time you saw her-- or any of your friends .

one moment you're prepping dinner, the next, you're fighting for your life. a hoard of the infected invaded the sky lodge, taking out people you've gotten to know and trust. it was a blur, trying to get out of the kitchen and pack as many things as you could. you wanted to wait for finch, but there was no way of knowing how long she would be...or if she was coming back.

you waited for as long as you could, but you knew if you waited too long then you'd most likely get injured or die. with nothing to scrawl a note on or anything, you took a simple necklace from your sister's room and ran out of there.

the ski lodge was nearly in flames by the time you stopped running. it was cold and quickly approaching night time, but you had to keep moving. after who knows how many hours, you stumbled along an abandoned hunting lodge and passed out.

from then on, you kept moving. there was no point going back to the ski lodge. you weren't even sure you knew how to get back. you would have to surive on your own, but every breath felt like you were dying. you lost your twin, and your only friends.

for the next few months, you roamed around the united states, feeling lost. eventually you came into contact with someone-- max. they were surviving on their own, too. they had their own sad, sob story like the rest of us. you came to an uneasy truce after almost killing each other. you were both so scared. but over time, max began to heal your broken heart. you felt yourself start to trust them. you camped together, ate together, and traded stories together. you protected them and they protected you. you would be content if you had to spend the rest of your time with them.

was this the romance you were looking for all those years ago? is there even a place for romance anymore?

this week, you and max came to the city of novac. maybe now is the time to stop roaming. you haven't stopped running since that day at the ski lodge. maybe now it's time to settle down and try to live again.

Background:

TW // Drugs, Violence, Murder, Injury

-Born in Massachusetts to a loving family, but always was a little bit of a weirdo. Had too much fun starting arguments, shoving kids, and getting into hair-brained schemes. His parents assumed he was just 'precocious'.

-Incredibly bright and got his Bachelors and Masters in bio-chemistry. Worked in various labs with colleges and universities before moving on to BROOKLABS outside of Boston- a national lab.

-Met someone at the lab and hit it off. After dating for a few years, Oz realized they'd been cheating on him. While he cut the relationship off, the ex was given a large promotion and Oz was pissed.

-Oz found he could steal chemicals and equipment easily without anyone noticing, and began to siphon them off to folks through the dark web. While he never affiliated himself specifically with anyone, he did it all online anyways and things were relatively anonymous.

-While trying to fill the void of thrill-seeking with party drugs and selling lab equipment (and chemicals), Oz was looking for any other jobs he could do to make a quick buck, some of them becoming more dangerous.

-Oz began a very short stint as a gunman-for-hire. While he was good at it, he was given the wrong information for one of the hits and was badly injured while there to take out a target.

-Now has a lumbar spinal injury and uses a wheelchair and forearm crutches to get around. Oz still has feeling in his legs and feet but requires mobility aids. Can also drive a care- thankfully, because he was in Boston working for a different lab when the virus broke out.

-Oz stayed in Boston for a while. Many in his lab thought they could work on some kind of cure or antidote, foolishly. Oz mostly stayed for the enforced walls and special doors with only card access. He was afforded a higher level of safety, but soon people were picked off, buildings broken into, and Oz drove off to find some safety, finding Novac in the past 6 months.

Headcanons:

-Oz is a sarcastic and rude individual who's certainly not the first many think of as a 'friend'. However, when he becomes someone's friend, he is fiercely loyal.

-Currently Oz uses a wheelchair and mobility aids such as forearm crutches to get around.

-He was a huge partier but in his day-to-day life is NOT built for 'fun'. He also probably shouldn't be working in any 'customer service' type of job, but working on the first floor of the motel grants him something to do and despite him being an ornery little fuck, he's at least very organized.

Background:

TW // Abuse, Murder, Medical malpractice, Homophobia

Born in Ireland and raised to be a good Christian boy. Unfortunately he was a rebellious gay teen and his father had far too much influence and power.

Asa's father sent him away to a Troubled Teen home to 'straighten him out'. This didn't work, but did help confuse Asa about right & wrong, & if he was 'in his right mind' or not.

His father sent him to a mental institution after this, convincing doctors that his son was not well.

Asa was in and out of different institutions and psychiatric hospitals due to his parents for many years. This consisted of him taking medications he didn't need that messed with his brain, closing him off from society, and leaving him isolated often.

During his stay at the last institution, St. Irene's, Asa was given 'experimental treatment' which was, essentially, medical malpractice.

After getting out and being sent back to his father, he realized his father was planning to send him off to another place, and that he'd be condemned to this for his entire life if he didn't do something. He murdered his father, stole some money, and fled to the States.

There, in NYC, he began creating a case to shut down St. Irene's. Corresponding with various victims and former patients and nurses, Asa created a huge backlog of evidence and was rewarded a HUGE settlement and the place was shut down.

Had only been 'out' of these hospitals for a few years when the virus hit. Asa fled from NYC and found Novac.

Farming and gardening has always been something he's passionate about, and this has made it easier for him to connect with his job at Novac.

Headcanons:

-Asa has a residual head injury from his time at St. Irene's from their misuse of ECT (Electro-Convulsive Therapy). This is a small pinkish burn mark on the side of his temple. While it doesn't normally bother him, he does get chronic headaches from it and occasionally will have more issues (hearing buzzing, feeling dizzy)

-Asa is an incredibly off-putting individual, due to his time away from ‘society’. While he tries to make conversation with others, it is clear he is still figuring out how to make friends and to have relationships.

-Asa illustrates and has a ton of art from his time in the different institutions he's been stuck in.

-While he is an enigma wrapped in another enigma, Asa is a kind person. He often is thoughtful in small ways- having everyones’ favorite foods or colors memorized, giving small hand-drawn cards or little gifts for birthdays and events.