The Lost Planet

Earth

a part of The Lost Planet, by SleepingInTheGardens.

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SleepingInTheGardens holds sovereignty over Earth, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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plot is loosely based on this: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=pldd_ztknmw7mt-qjuwztr_k1folw65a60

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Default Location for The Lost Planet

Earth

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Earth is a part of The Lost Planet.

22 Characters Here

Demetria Tempala [9] "I would give anything to go home again"
Bea Amador [8] Freedom is found when we let go of who we're supposed to be and embrace who we really are.
Cassius Praetorius [7] The way I see it, there's only three kinds of people in this world. Bad ones, ones you follow, and ones you need to protect.
Eilian Aminus [6] rain will make the flowers grow
Eli Acerbi [6] even when I justified it to myself - as I did every time - the truest part of me knew I was doing the wrong thing. Always
Oona Agnelli [6] the sky is everywhere. it begins at your feet
Leonardo Magnus [6] "Home is where my mother is."
Apollo Mundi [4] no one gets hurt but me

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Character Portrait: Oliver Argenti Character Portrait: Viviannah Bellum Character Portrait: Ezra Sciens Character Portrait: Apollo Mundi Character Portrait: Bea Amador Character Portrait: Oona Agnelli Character Portrait: Cassius Praetorius

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OLIVER ARGENTI
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The car ride from the airport to the meeting location was relatively short, roughly about thirty to thirty-five minutes, most of which Oliver spent answering Apollo’s infinite number of questions. But he did so blissfully, each with a smile. The fleeting moments of silence were accompanied by the silver head of hair leaning on Apollo’s shoulder, the other’s presence feeling almost too surreal for the young prince’s comfort but before they knew it a grand estate appeared in front of them. Ollie double checked the address he’d hurriedly jotted into the notes feature of his phone to confirm that this was in fact where they were meant to be.

The driver came to a slow stop about half a block off the edge of the property, the rest of the street being much too congested for him to drive any further. The prince’s azure orbs scanned the structure from its foundation to the copper made roof. A familial aura wrapped itself around it, growing stronger the closer they drew, but not quite something he could place his finger on. There were a couple of people at the door. At first glance, they appear to be in conversation, but seconds later, they stepped inside to reveal a pair of faces. One, Ollie did not recognize, while the other brought a crashing wave of relief over his entire body.

”ID p-” the raven haired woman’s eyes reamed in astonishment, her mouth mimicking their shape as Oliver’s figure moved closer. Excitement dictated his actions as he rushed forward, arms wrapping tightly around Viviannah’s waist. ”Vivi, oh my god!” just for a moment, shock prevented her from moving, form frozen in place as the reality of what was happening seeped in. Soon enough, her arms returned the embrace, her shock now replaced with utter relief. ”Holy shit-!” she breathed out, almost instantly pulling away from the prince with a hasty bow. ”I mean, your highness, I’m so sorry-” she took half a step back, creating a sliver of distance between them.

Ollie’s arms folded across his chest in protest, a subtle frown replacing his previously cheerful features. ”Vivi, come on, we’ve talked about this…” Viviannah’s cold exterior softened ever so slightly, shoulders slumping into a defeated stance. ”Right...Oliver.” the frown eased from the boy’s face as she outstretched her arms, hands gently cupping his cheeks. ”You have no idea how relieved I am to see you…”. The smile took its place on the prince’s face once again. Perhaps he didn’t, but he did know how wonderful it felt to see her, how it felt to see Apollo and Ezra at the airport, to know that he wasn’t alone, rather than just aimlessly hope.

After her extended hello towards Apollo and Ezra, Viviannah let the three of them inside. Oliver never thought to ask exactly who’s home they were using. Was it Vivi’s new home? Perhaps that’s why she was in charge of checking identities. It was a spacious and well-kept home, reminiscent of the average estates within the light district. The thought alone prompted a bittersweet feeling in his chest. Had anyone else from his district survived? Or was he all on his own? What would others think when they saw him? Did they believe all those things the Thunder district accused his family of doing? They would never- he would never harm anyone even with reason.

The young boy’s heart rate picked up in seconds, his face reflecting every conflicting emotion he felt. He had half a mind to turn around and run out the same door he came in through, but before fear could get the better of him, a familiar sight pulled him back to reality. His eyes locked on the girl, her petite figure too impossible to forget. Beside her stood another beautifully familiar figure, her bright persona practically oozing from her pores. Suddenly, Ollie’s throat felt restricted, the words threatening to break before they could even leave his lips. After several long seconds of staring, and attempting to speak, he could only manage to call out their names. ”Bee...? Oona...?”

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Character Portrait: Demetria Tempala Character Portrait: Astoria Caelus Character Portrait: Eilian Aminus Character Portrait: Cassius Praetorius

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ASTORIA CAELUS
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Astoria practically choked at his reaction. He took the opportunity to scan the emblem on the inside of her elbow and wave her through, acting as if it was nothing. “How- how are you okay with that? Jesus Christ, how messed up did the war leave you? He was an innocent man! He was just doing his job! And you straight up murdered him!”

She’d thought one of the rebels had somehow gotten inside the craft when she’d heard the gunshot. She’d just been outside the door when it had happened, the gunshot making her afraid for her own life. So when one of them... one of their own, somebody who was supposed to be on their side, emerged with literal blood on his hands, she’d stood for far too long, staring at the scene. The man had been dead. He’d been killed instantly. She'd found them a pilot, one of the very few reserve pilots that hadn't fled from the fighting or been killed. They'd left, and they'd been relatively safe. But that didn't mean that the blood and the look on the dead man's face hadn't haunted her for months after.

“You’re as bad as the rebels. I hope you realize that. And I hope you’re tried as one of them,” she swore. She could feel the anger building in her veins, in her bones, so she made herself turn away and enter the house, searching for a familiar face. Plenty of familiar faces, people she recognised from home. A few she didn't. But one thing stood out to her. There wasn't a single soul from her district there. Just her. Did the teleportation district even still stand? Was she the only one left? All around her were heartfelt reunions, and she didn't know what to feel. Because this was the closest she'd been to home in years. No. She had to keep her chin up. If nobody was here, there had to be someone waiting for her at home. There had to be.


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EILIAN AMINUS
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He hadn't even realised how much he'd missed Demi. He'd found himself wondering, wondering if she'd made it out, worrying about how she was doing. His world had become such a whirlwind in the past year or so that he'd hardly had time to think, and Aurum had been the last thing on his mind. But he'd never stopped wondering about Demi. And knowing now that she was doing so well... it was impossible not to be extraordinarily happy.

He laughed as she asked if he was looking after himself. "Well..." he started, a little uncertainly, before laughing. "I'm doing fine. More than fine, actually. I, uh... I joined a band," he admitted. "And we're doing pretty okay. Shows all over the UK, Europe, that kind of thing. Got a few shows coming up in the area," he said, making it sound as if it was no big thing. But then he broke into a grin. "It's amazing, Demi. There's no feeling like it, it's incredible. You should come to one of the shows!" He gushed. He was aware of more and more people arriving, aware that he was hogging Demi's attention, and completely aware that he didn't care. This meant more to him than he could put into words. The flights out here had been expensive, and he was kinda banking on Demi letting him stay because the flights had drained his bank account and a hotel had been a little out of his price range. But he'd do it all again, just to see her.

He knew in the back of his head that this golden comet had to be a message, one way or another. And the thought of going home... well, it wasn't one that was entirely welcome. But seeing everyone here was just so incredible. This was the only thing he'd missed about home, and he fully intended on enjoying it.



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Character Portrait: Oliver Argenti Character Portrait: Bea Amador Character Portrait: Oona Agnelli

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Bea was so invested in her conversation with Oona, that nothing else really mattered at the moment. She didn't even see some of her other close friends were in the house since she was catching up with Oona. Hearing all about her life as a chef in South Korea, while she told the force district girl about how much her life had changed since being on Earth from her career to where she lives, and how much she loved being on the planet even after this long. She could have talked to the girl for hours on end. It was funny. Bea never even thought about just how much she missed Aurium until she was surrounded by its citizens and just the energy the group gave off. It was weird, to say the least, but, more comforting than she'd even care to admit. She had been so resistant that she would go back for the world but, just being surrounded by others just like her, made her feel more at home than she has in a long time. But, even this wasn't enough to change her mind into going back if given the chance. She didn't know the odds of them being able to get home but, she didn't want to. She wanted to stay here. She loved it here. And there wasn't a thing that could change that--...

"Bee...?"

Her mouth immediately dropped slightly, her eyes widen in disbelief. She tried to take another breath but, it was caught in her throat as she stood up slowly. It wasn't possible. She had to have misheard whoever's voice that was. But, even before she turned around her eyes started to tear up, she felt as if someone had a grip on her heart. Making it even harder for her to breath. She turned to see the face of who she saw as her brother. She couldn't even say anything, she tried to say something. Anything. But, all she could do was just stared at the blonde boy for what felt like forever as she tried to regulate her short breaths and regain her peripheral vision but, all she could do was notice him. She just ran up to him and held him in her arms. She was trembling as she tightened her grasp on him as it finally sunk in that Ollie, her 'first' little brother, her family even if it wasn't by name or blood, was alive. For so long, she had thought that every last trace of both sides of her extended family and their whole district was gone and she'd never see them again. She pulled away to look him in the eyes and brush her fingers through his blonde locks and against his emblem as she was finally being able to say something. She let her hand fall to his arm as she other hand was wiping away to tears from her eyes. "I can't believe this." But, before he could say a word, she was holding him again as if they hadn't seen each other in centuries.