#project wolfpack

Poor Oni and company have been stuck in some hellhole desert planet alternate universe fighting horse-sized scorpion-excavator hybrids and samurai-cosplaying aliens since August. 

Feels good to have been getting so much writing in this week -- and writing that I’m actually really satisfied with, too.

Full Name: Epsilon (people made for the express purpose of mass slaughter don’t get the luxury of real names >:( ).Gender and Sexuality: Male, hetero (probably).Pronouns: The male ones.Ethnicity/Species: Chimera (human/unknown-extradimensional race hybrid).Birthplace and Birthdate: In a test tube at a lab outside of ORG-controlled space; birthdate unknown but known to be in his early twenties.Guilty Pleasures: His coping mechanisms (emphasis on the “guilty”).Phobias: That his quest for vengeance will cause him to lose his family again or worse – directly get them hurtWhat They Would Be Famous For: His sheer sexual prowess.What They Would Get Arrested For: Multiple war crimes (mostly murder, torture, hostage-taking, and the killing of surrendered combatants).OC You Ship Them With: Oni’s fist (or fists if you wanna make it an OT3).OC Most Likely To Murder Them: Oni, because she’s had an irrational dislike-bordering-on-hatred for him ever since he shot her prized shotgun out of her hands. It’s fine, not even scuffed, but it’s the principle of the matter, dammit!Favorite Movie/Book Genre: Action flicks, mostly. The more intricate the choreography, the better. Stuff in the same vein as the Bourne movies. Doesn’t read as much as he watches.Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: When the hero goes out on a revenge-fueled bender only to stop at the Big Bad because, “If you kill me, you’ll be just like me!” Nah, fuck that. Shoot that fucker right in his fucking face.Talents and/or Powers: Skilled martial artist; the standard Chimera/Daybreaker superhuman speed, strength, reflexes, and brain processing speed; Chimera’s hide (power armor/suit) outfitted with plasma-manipulating gauntlets and greaves.Why Someone Might Love Them: Epsilon is a guy out for revenge against the people who shattered his family, but he doesn’t let that cloud his judgement. He did embark on his quest to protect what’s left of ‘em, after all. He’s always putting them first, no ifs or buts about it, and even puts their emotions beyond his. If a course of action will let him put a bullet in one of his targets’ skull but will actively prevent him from rushing to the help of a comrade, he’ll disengage without hesitation. Beneath the debaucherous front he puts up to hide how much he hurts, he’s someone who just wants to keep his people together and will go to the ends of the earth to do so.Why Someone Might Hate Them: Said debaucherous exterior might be a hard sell. People might see him as a callous womanizer, an oversexed fiend who needs to be put in his place. But the reason he never remembers any of the names of his sexual partners isn’t because they’re a dime-a-dozen sexual conquest; it’s because the sex is just a way to numb himself for a little while – a state of haziness where he just switches to autopilot and goes through the motions. But no matter how much others might hate him for the way he chooses to cope, they’ll never hate him as much as he hates himself for leaving behind the people he loves.How They Change: Eventually, he gets his closure, and all the coping mechanisms break away one at a time. That’s not to say that he stops drinking or splurging on his favorite entertainment mediums or having casual sex; he just controls himself better because he doesn’t need them anymore but, at the end of the day, they’re still a lot of fun.Why You Love Them: He’s a fun exercise in making a broken character. Most in the wolfpack are broken to some extent (they were all either forcibly orphaned or genetically engineered to be living weapons and treated as such, after all), but they’ve either made peace with it or embraced it as a core aspect of themselves. Epsilon’s personality and circumstances, on the other hand, allow him to rectify this as the story goes along. And he’s the only one who employs unhealthy, self-destructive methods of dealing with his trauma, as opposed to most everyone else who deals with things in more mature and productive ways, or one other very much broken character who just does unhealthy and destructive shit because that’s all she knows.

So I guess it’s business as usual, but goddamn do I wanna speed it up. I want a chapter a month done at the least, and I’m not gonna get there with this kind of progress.

XIII. After the Dust Settles

It’s fun and keeps me invested in their stories. It’s probably why I’m still writing about them even over five years after I initially came up with them.

Also, if you’re a mutual and interested in reading, hmu. Only a chapter and a half so far, totalling a little over 7,000 words. But still.