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Peter

"I'm not going to be fooled into exploring another Dome"

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a character in “Cultured for the Humans”, as played by Shané

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Name- Peter
Age- 19
Gender- Male
Role- The Conserve


Appearance-
Peter is a young looking guy. He has a mop of sandy brown hair that always seems to sit just right not matter what he does with it whether it be sleeping or messing it up himself. The tips of his fringe don't quite reach his eyes due to it's curl, and he's continuously brushing it to the side. Peter's eyes are a grey-green colour. They are quite light and inquisitive and always seem to see through someone despite his lack of discernment. His face overall appears quite sculpted with a suitably square jaw and natural symmetry. Peter's skin is an average pink-white that is neither tan nor pale yet has a healthy glow. He's very well built, mainly to do with the typical exercise routine. He sports impressively defined muscles and a wide, powerful torso. His body was naturally built to bulk up, and this has caused him to be one of the more built up guys in the Dome.


Personality-
Peter's a generous, fun loving guy. He's always been the mate of Adam and before Adam left the two were really close. He fits in smoothly with most of the Cultured, though he doesn't thrive on attention. Probably the more calm of the two, Peter's not really curious about the outside of the Dome, truth be told he's more then happy there. Peter's main reason for his content is Beth. He truly adores her, and he's starting to get frustrated with Adam for breaking up the little bubble they all live in. He misses the way Adam used to be, and blames the change in him on the Dome that Adam got 'demoted' to. Peter is not the most discerning guy around, often he misjudges people intentions entirely, but he makes up for it by always being polite despite his reservations. He's easy to talk to and values time with his close friends, particularly Beth. He also loves to get the sports going during recreation, though at the moment Adam's fanciful stories are distracting him. Peter's got a slow fuse, though frustration is a lot more common than anger for him. When it comes to the Carer's Peter is obedient and treats them all with friendly, albeit distant, respect.


Roleplay Sample-
Peter put all his energy into powering through the treadmill's stages, soon beads of sweat were gathering at his temples and the familiar feeling of adrenaline coursed through him as he directed his anger through the soles of his feet. If there had ever been a time when Peter was honestly concerned about the Punisher's it was now. Adam was putting a target on his back. Ever since his mate had decided to explore the other Dome's and got transferred down, Peter had been a little more interesting to the Carer's. Being Adam's closest friend he supposed the Carer's had thought he might attempt the same mistake. Peter scowled, not likely. He was not going to risk being transferred without Beth. Every time he'd felt himself doing well, he do slightly worse the next day just to ensure they didn't consider him for a promotion. By most Cultured's standards, this was insane, however they didn't need to know.

Adam was a real concern now. He'd come back broken. Peter didn't blame him, they had all been warned against the lower Domes, and Adam had seen the desolate looking ones from the leisure centre. What Peter did blame Adam for was trying to trick him into trying again. Surely he would have learnt from his previous mistake? However, Peter couldn't help but wondering if perhaps after seeing the horror of a lower Dome, Adam might be dreaming about how much better the greater Dome's were. Nevertheless, there was no way Adam would ever get him to join in such a fool hardy expedition. Despite this, Peter found himself unable to tell the Carers. He felt he probably should tell them that Adam was possibly planning another escape attempt, but his friends broken state prevented him. If Adam wanted to dig his own hole, that was his problem, Peter wasn't going to push him in.

For now it seemed all these fanciful lies had only reached his own and Beth's ears, seeing as they were all closest to Adam, but Peter was concerned if it ever reached anyone else. If the Carer's ever found out, he didn't doubt that Adam would be in trouble, but also himself and Beth for failing to report or stop it. Peter hadn't voiced his fears to Beth, if she found out she would panic. She'd met the Punisher's once and it had hurt her badly. Should he tell a Carere to save both himself and Beth? But if he spoke up and Beth didn't she might be in trouble too. Grunting as he put on another burst of speed on the treadmill he vowed that for now he would do everything in his power to keep Adam's stories between the three of them.

So begins...

Peter's Story

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When the typical bell rang for the leisure time Peter must have been pretty unique in being disappointed. That and apprehensive. With Adam back things were no longer simple and Peter felt both his calm demeanour and best friend slipping further away from him. Despite his growing reservations about the leisure afternoon, Peter studiously followed the routine, slipping into the vast mini dome behind the others. The large grassed oval in the middle gave him his normal call to just ignore all the growing political issues within his group and just give into a game. When Adam had been demoted, the grassy field had been a way to escape the truth and work out all of his anger into playing a good game. He was so tempted to follow his other friends as they began the typical negotiations for which game and what rules however the now familiar apprehension caused him to turn away and try and seek either Adam or Beth's faces.

He glanced towards the wild looking gardens, surrounded in their dense green foliage. Personally he hated them. They felt suffocating and enclosed, filled with so many different whispers of harmless Cultured secrets…now revolving around Adams dangerous tales. Speak of the devil, Peter just caught Adam taking off into one of the less popular gardens. He hesitated. Should he follow? On one hand Peter was worried he'd go and discuss all his mad stories with anyone other than Beth and himself, and therefore Peter needed to keep an eye on him. But on the other hand it looked like Adam was seeking some solitude and Peter couldn't help but hope that his conscience could work harder at silencing these lies. Feeling drained from all this tension and hidden agendas, Peter decided on the easy option: leave him be. Peter didn't think anyone else normally hung out over there so he could be reasonably sure that Adam would keep these strange stories to himself. That aside, surely Adam wouldn't just tell all that rubbish to an acquaintance anyway, not if the sole purpose was to convince Peter and Beth to attempt an escape attempt with him.

Finally settled on his decision, Peter started to search out Beth. He couldn't see the blonde's striking appearance anywhere. She must be in our typical clearing, he thought to himself at once beginning to make his way there. He took a deep breath letting it out slowly, trying to remove all the tension thinking about Adam had given him. Now he could just spend some well-deserved time with Beth and try and ignore all these new problems. He half wished Adam had never come back. There'd had never been anything even remotely as serious as this happening in the Dome, and Peter wished he had never got involved. Even though he was on the Carer's side, they still questioned him and suspected him of somehow following Adam's footsteps despite all Peter's attempts to convince them otherwise. He'd even gone so far as to lie to them. He grimaced. He was playing an ever increasing dangerous game. He'd never lied to them before, but his options hadn't been great either way. He could tell them about Adam's ravings not only putting Adam in a punishment cell but causing even more suspicion to fall on himself and Beth for listening to it. And so he'd decided the best thing for it was to pretend everything was relatively normal, though acknowledging that Adam had been effected by his punishment.

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Beth hung back as the other Cultureds entered the Leisure Dome, watching the placid space fill with excited, white-clad figures. For many of the Dome's inhabitants, leisure time was the highlight of their day: a time for stimulating activity and friendly competition. The others raced off to their favorite places in the dome, ushering over friends with animated waves and wide smiles. Their trivial discussions about what games they would play today were white noise to Beth; her mind was set on something far more serious. As the other Cultureds passed by, she only had eyes for one: Adam. She made sure to position herself behind him so that he couldn't see her, using a cluster of Cultureds who'd grouped themselves by the entrance for added coverage. If there was one person she wasn't keen on talking to, it was him. After a few moments spent scanning the dome, Adam walked off in the direction of the pond. Beth exhaled a sigh of relief and set off in the opposite direction, determined to put as much space between her and Adam as possible. She wished for the hundredth timen that day he'd never told her what he'd seen outside the Dome, feeling her anxiety rise as she recalled his first days after returning from solitary confinement. As one of the few Cultureds who'd experienced solitary confinement herself (though admittedly for a much, much shorter period of time), and as a friend of Adam's, she'd felt obligated to approach him, to ask him what had happened. The answer she got was more than she'd bargained for, and it was safe to say she'd do just about anything to un-hear all Adam had told her. Honestly, what did he expect her to do with that kind of information? ...Believe him? Believe him over everything she'd ever known, everything she'd been taught to believe? She knew first hand the trouble asking questions could bring... There was no doubt about it: Adam was dangerous, and it seemed to her the less time she spent with him, the safer she'd be.

Beth's feet walked the familiar path to a clearing in the dome she and Peter often frequented, and she found a small smile playing at her lips despite her uneasiness. If there was one person who could put her mind at ease, it was Peter. They'd both been tense since Adam's return (Peter was increasingly threatened by Adam's talk), but they found comfort, and even happiness, in each other's company. Beth had never known real happiness before she began spending time with Peter. Of course she knew the definition of happiness, and there had been elements of life in the Dome she enjoyed, but no part of her life before Peter had ever brought her more than mild enjoyment or fleeting feelings of pleasure. After she was punished by the Carers at age 15, things had seemed particularly bleak. She shut herself off completely, trading her friendships for the security of robotic compliance. She did as she was told, and little else. The other Cultureds came to regard her as cold and distant, a girl so unapproachable she really wasn't worth the trouble. But Peter had, miraculously, seen past her icy exterior. Against her better judgment, she'd slowly opened up to him, allowing him entrance into her private, sheltered world. She still feared the Carers, and worried they might disapprove of the relationship that had developed between her and Peter, but she found him worth the risk. Besides, Peter was forever reminding her that as long as they continued to do as they were told, the Carers had no reason to separate them.

As Beth walked through a neat line of trees, Peter came into view. He was standing alone in the clearing, apparently lost in thought, and Beth felt her heart beat a bit faster at the sight of him. It hadn't been long since she'd last seen him, but the time between their meetings always seemed to last a lifetime. "Peter," she called to him, pulling him from his thoughts. "Peter!" She walked faster and faster towards him, until she found herself nearly running. What was it about him that made it so hard to control herself? She resisted the urge to throw herself into his arms as she reached him, instead stopping herself in front of him and gingerly reaching out to take his hand. "Peter..." she repeated a third time, her voice tender. I missed you. She wanted to say that, anyway, but she didn't dare say the words aloud. Instead, she let her actions do the talking, tightening her grip on his hand and taking a tentative step closer to him. These days anxiety had become her constant companion, but in this moment, Beth felt more at peace than she had in a long, long time.

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How was he going to keep all this a secret from the Carer's? If they ever found out, he and Beth would be in a myriad of trouble. Perhaps-

His name was called and abruptly all his thoughts tumbled aside as he saw Beth's glowing face. His own face lit up with an uncontrolled grin, happily dragged from his morbid thoughts.

"Peter."

She started to move faster towards him and he couldn't help but chuckle at the simple joy that radiated from her smile. He started towards her, letting out a contented sigh as she took his hand in hers and repeated his name once again. Gosh he'd missed her. As false as it was, he felt much more secure with his position with the Carers when Beth was around. As she tightened her grip on his hand, he felt the urge to draw her even closer; to be completely lost in a world where it was just the two of them. Alarm bells immediately went off in the back of his mind and he quickly withdrew a bit mentally. He gazed around quickly, content that as of yet, no one seemed to be particularly aware of their actions.

"I think now would be a perfect time to head to our garden?" He asked gently, raising his eyebrows at her. His eyes spoke far more than his words did. We will be far safer to discuss whatever we want.

Then he gave her a loving smile unable to control himself, before quickly started leading her down the well-worn paths to their own, more private, clearing.

"Finally." He stated grinning. "Know we don't have to worry about any of them."

He sat himself down near a tree, leaning his back on it, beckoning to Beth to join him.

"It's crazy how it feels like forever since we could finally get away."

Peter laughed again, unconsciously reaching for Beth's hand once again.

"I wonder if the other Dome's have a more interesting schedule." He mused. "…like more free time to spend with whoever we choose."

He gave Beth a flirtatious smile, his eyes sparkling.

"I am pretty sure I could do this all day…"

The filtered sunlight made the day pleasant, and in that short moment Peter couldn't help but feel almost completely at peace. What more could you possibly want? Aside from more time, that was. The gardens were beautiful, he had the best company in the entire Dome and there was nothing particularly he felt a need to do…Unfortunately the more he thought about it, the less content he became. His thoughts stubbornly refused to ignore all the issues with Adam. He frowned slightly.


"What are we going to do about Adam?" As soon as he asked the question he regretted it. The mood immediately soured, however he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, and it needed to be fixed before he could completely unwind. Maybe he could convince Adam to shut up about it all. After all, once Peter assured him that there was no way he was going to be fooled into doing anything drastic surely he'd give it up. Beside, Adam knew how much he cared for Beth, Adam had to know there was no way Peter would ever do anything that would risk putting her in danger. Beth had already gone through enough at the Carer's hands, he would do anything to ensure that there were no more bad memories to add to that.

Peter couldn't help but scowl at that thought. Why had the Carer's been so harsh? Understandably she'd been out of line- but solitary confinement for that long? Come to think of it, most punishments seemed unnecessarily strict. He'd never question whether what any of them had done was wrong- that was a given, but did they really deserve the punishments constantly dished out? Adam had dealt with it for three years for goodness sake. Then again, he hadn't really seemed to learn his lesson. Perhaps that was the issue. Harsh punishments ensured lessons learnt. Why on earth had Adam not learnt his?

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The feeling of Peter's hands in hers banished Beth's anxiety, and her body flooded with feelings of warm contentment. For a moment, they lost themselves in each other, each overwhelmed by the simple joy of being with the other. And then, as was so often the case, the blissful moment was shattered by the reality of their situation. Peter's eyes darted right, surveying their surroundings, and Beth felt herself tense, her hand now poised to withdraw from his. Someone could come walking through the trees at any moment, and there was no way of knowing what might happen then. You were never truly alone in the Dome, and it was a well known fact that most secrets, no matter how well kept, got back to the Carers eventually. That was why it was so dangerous to associate with Adam, especially with him sharing his nonsense stories. If Beth and Peter's handholding was considered an indiscretion, Beth could only imagine what the Carers would have to say about one of the Cultureds sharing the stories of his escape. "I think now would be a perfect time to head to our garden?" Peter kept his voice light and pleasant, ensuring that anyone who might happen to overhear wouldn't give his words a second thought. It was only Beth, looking directly into Peter's eyes, who knew what he truly meant: Let's get away from here. Let's go somewhere safe.

She returned his charming smile with one of her own and followed him off to the clearing, their fingers still intertwined. As they walked, Beth couldn't help but wish they could keep walking, right out of the Dome and off to somewhere better. She dismissed the thought as soon as it popped into her head, appalled that her mind, usually so logical, would produce such delusions of grandeur. Then again, something about Peter had always made it exceedingly difficult for Beth to think logically. Before long the two of them had arrived at the clearing, and Beth breathed a small sigh of relief. While still not truly alone, it was as close to a private space as the two of them had been able to find. Confident they were as far from the others as they could be, Beth joined Peter against the trunk of the tree, positioning herself so that she could lean against him. "It's crazy how it feels like forever since we could finally get away," Peter mused. Beth nodded her agreement, trying to recall the last time they'd been to the clearing. Peter had had his hands full with Adam, who they both considered to be a loose canon. He was unpredictable, and the two of them had decided that someone needed to be watching him at all times. Since Peter was Adam's best friend, the job usually fell to him. With all the time they'd spent policing Adam, it'd left little time for the two of them. "I know," said Beth, tucking a stray strand of pale blonde hair behind her ear. "The days have been dragging by. They always seem to go by slower when I can't see you." She blushed slightly at her confession. The fact that she was blushing embarrassed her further, which made her blush even more.

Peter casually took her hand once more, and she observed the sight of their fingers together, studying the way their hands fit together. Maybe it was her heart playing tricks on her eyes, but she didn't think she'd ever seen two things fit together more perfectly. "I wonder if the other domes have a more interesting schedule. …Like more free time to spend with whoever we choose." Beth felt her heart skip a beat at Peter's words. There had to be a name for what she was feeling. She wondered if any of the other Cultureds had felt it. She supposed it was possible, but it didn't seem likely. The Carers frowned upon relationships of any nature, and most Cultureds would rather play things safe, given that the Carers watched them so closely. Some of the Cultureds didn't even maintain friendships, let alone... whatever it was that was happening between her and Peter. "I'm pretty sure I could do this all day..." Peter smiled at her, and Beth felt herself light up on the inside. "Me too," she said, trying very hard not to think of how much of their time together was already gone. Why did their leisure time have to be so short? "There's never enough time, is there?" she trailed off, her free hand tracing lazy circles in the dirt.

They sat in silence for the next few minutes, enjoying each other's company. The dome was sunny and pleasant, as always, and Beth felt warm and content. Well, as content as she was capable of feeling under the current circumstances. All was well until Peter's voice broke the silence, dragging the question that'd been lurking at the back of their minds to the forefront. "What are we going to do about Adam?" Peter's words sat between them, awkward and heavy as a large boulder. Beth's face fell at the mention of Adam's name. She knew the question had been resting heavily on both their minds, but still, she'd been enjoying her alone time with Peter. She felt her frustrations with Adam well up inside her, leaving a stony expression on her face and a bitter taste in her mouth. Her body, relaxed moments before, was now tense and rigid, her spine straight against the trunk of the tree. Nothing made her more anxious than thinking about Adam.

"I...I suppose we're going to have to talk to him," she said, her voice quiet and resigned. "Make him see reason." That was there only hope, wasn't it? To sit Adam down and tell him he had to let go of his delusions, once and for all? "And if we can't make him understand," Beth took a deep breath, preparing herself for what she was about to say "then...then we'll just have to tell him that he's on his own. That we can't be responsible for him anymore. I won't let his selfish plotting and scheming ruin this." Ruin us she added in her mind. She felt her cheeks burning, and she lowered her head to hide her furious blush. Oh Adam she thought Why do you always have to make things so difficult?