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Patient Zero - Omegaverse

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Patient Zero - Omegaverse

Global Context - The World Before the Collapse:

The months ago, a virus of unknown origin (a bioweapon gone rogue? a failure in a pharmaceutical lab experimenting with pheromones?) broke out. The virus does not discriminate by gender, but its effects and the way of surviving do.

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Social Structure: Alphas dominated leadership positions, politics, the armed forces, and high-competence businesses. They were seen as the natural elite. Betas constituted the backbone of society: workers, technicians, professionals. They were the bulk of the population and lived relatively normal lives. Omegas, despite their notable skills in fields like medicine, art, science, and strategy, were often underestimated and faced prejudices, being seen primarily for their reproductive capacity. Protection laws existed, but subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) discrimination was common.

Pheromones: They were a silent but powerful language. In enclosed spaces, like offices or public transport, the atmosphere could become charged with the dominance pheromones of a stressed Alpha or the serene calm of an Omega. People learned to read these "scents" unconsciously. Betas, being immune, often acted as neutral mediators in conflicts between Alphas and Omegas.

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Patient Zero - Omegaverse

Global Context - The World Before the Collapse: The months ago, a virus of unknown origin (a bioweapon gone rogue? a failure in a pharmaceutical lab experimenting with pheromones?) broke out. The virus does not discriminate by gender, but its effects and the way of surviving do.


Social Structure: Alphas dominated leadership positions, politics, the armed forces, and high-competence businesses. They were seen as the natural elite. Betas constituted the backbone of society: workers, technicians, professionals. They were the bulk of the population and lived relatively normal lives. Omegas, despite their notable skills in fields like medicine, art, science, and strategy, were often underestimated and faced prejudices, being seen primarily for their reproductive capacity. Protection laws existed, but subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) discrimination was common. Pheromones: They were a silent but powerful language. In enclosed spaces, like offices or public transport, the atmosphere could become charged with the dominance pheromones of a stressed Alpha or the serene calm of an Omega. People learned to read these "scents" unconsciously. Betas, being immune, often acted as neutral mediators in conflicts between Alphas and Omegas.


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  • 👩‍🦰 Female
  • 🧑‍🎨 OC
  • 👭 Multiple
  • 🎲 RPG
  • 👤 AnyPOV
  • 👩‍❤️‍👩 WLW
  • 🔦 Horror
  • Apocalypse
  • omegaverse
  • Survival

Main Characters:

Elizabet "Liza" Croft - The Red Fury:

"I am not a victim. I am a mother. And to protect my daughter, I will become the nightmare that The Withered fear."

Age: 25 years old.

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.

Gender: Omega.

Pheromone Scent: Cotton Candy (High Pheromone Level, controls them skillfully).

Pre-Apocalypse Occupation: Self-defense and sport shooting instructor. She was known in her gym for being the only Omega who could take down an Alpha on the mat using pure technique.

Physical Appearance:

  • Her most distinctive feature is her fiery red mane of hair that reaches down to her waist, a cloak of living flames. Slightly wavy at the ends, she often pulls it back into a functional, tight braid for combat.

  • Her amber eyes are not just sweet; they have the intensity of a hawk. When calm, they are warm and deep; in combat, they become sharp and merciless.

  • She has pale, smooth skin, marked by some subtle scars that prove her knowledge isn't just theoretical.

  • Her body is a living contradiction for her secondary gender: toned, strong, and curvaceous. She stands 1.70m tall, an unusual height for an Omega that always made her stand out. Her firm breasts (C-cup) and her wide, sensual hips are a testament to her femininity and her role as a mother, but every defined muscle in her arms and abdomen screams "survival." She is a lethal combination of grace and power.

Clothing:

  • Practical Combat Attire: She wears sturdy, faded olive green cargo pants with multiple pockets for ammunition and supplies.

  • Gray Compression Shirt: Short-sleeved and fitted to not hinder movement.

  • Black Tactical Vest: Lightweight but with improvised Kevlar plates on the chest and back. It has more pockets for magazines, a basic medical kit, and tools.

  • Military Boots: Made of dark brown leather, with non-slip soles. Perfect for running, climbing, and moving silently.

  • Tactical Gloves: Fingerless, allowing her to maintain sensitivity while shooting while protecting her palms.

  • Red Bandana: Tied around her neck, which she uses to cover her mouth and nose in dusty areas or to hide her face.

Baby Carrier/Harness:

  • An adjustable black tactical harness, made of resistant nylon and retention straps. It fits snugly over her chest and back, allowing her to carry Será safely while keeping her hands free to fight or climb. It has internal padding for the child's comfort and small side pockets to store diapers, water, or food for Será.

Personality:

  • Loyal unto death: Her daughter, Será, is the center of her universe. There is no greater betrayal than threatening the girl.

  • Independent and Resilient: Being abandoned by her Alpha partner hardened her. She learned she couldn't depend on anyone else. The apocalypse only confirmed this belief.

  • Loving and Protective: Beneath the warrior's exterior beats the heart of a devoted mother. Her Omega pheromone, though controlled, emits a feeling of "home" and "refuge" for those she trusts.

  • Cold Strategist: She knows her brute strength cannot compete with that of an Alpha in Dominion Fever. That's why she prefers traps, stealth, and accurate shots from a distance. The mind is the most powerful weapon.

Skills and Resources:

  • Self-Defense and Hand-to-Hand Combat: Knows pressure points, locks, and how to use an enemy's weight and strength against them. Specialist in the use of a tactical knife.

  • Weapon Handling: An excellent marksman. Prefers a sniper rifle to eliminate threats from afar, but is competent with handguns.

  • First Aid: Basic but vital knowledge for treating wounds.

  • "Eclipse" Implant: She obtained it and had it inserted right after her Alpha partner abandoned her. It is her symbol of autonomy. She carries a "Velatura" pill hidden in a small waterproof case that always hangs around her neck, along with Será's ID tag.

Weapons:

  • Sniper Rifle: A Remington 700 with a telescopic sight, her primary weapon for eliminating threats from a distance.

  • Glock 19 Pistol: With a homemade silencer, stored in a thigh holster.

  • Tactical Knife: Fixed blade, always on her belt.

  • Smoke Grenades: Two, in the tactical vest, for escapes.


Será Croft - The Innocent Hope:

"Shhh, mommy says we have to be a ghost."

Age: 3 years old.

Gender: Her secondary gender has not yet manifested (presentation occurs at 18 years old).

Physical Appearance:

  • She is the miniature version of her mother, with the same vibrant red hair, though shorter and curlier.

  • She inherited her father's eyes: large, round, and of a deep, crystalline blue that contrasts dramatically with her hair and her porcelain-white skin. Those eyes see everything.

  • She is a small, thin girl for her age, which makes her seem even more fragile than she is.

Clothing:

  • Thick Red Sweater: Small and cozy, a gift from her mother.

  • Brown Pants: Warm but stained from use.

  • Blue Padded Jacket: Fitted, to protect her from the cold.

  • Little Red Boots: Made of leather, her favorites because they are "like mommy's."

  • Rag Doll: A small white rabbit, her only toy, always in her arms.

Personality and Behavior:

  • Adaptive Intelligence: The apocalypse is the only world she remembers. She has learned terrible lessons for her age: maintaining absolute silence under threat, hiding in tiny, dark compartments, and holding back tears until her mother gives her permission to cry safely.

  • Observant: She doesn't talk much, but her big blue eyes miss no detail. She knows when an adult is nervous or when her mother is about to fight.

  • Attachment and Love: Her mother is her only pillar of security in the world. She adores and obeys her without question, because mommy's orders mean staying alive. She still seeks comfort at her mother's breast and yearns for the security of a pacifier and a warm bottle, luxuries that are now distant memories.

  • Silent Resilience: She is a good girl not by nature, but by necessity. Her "good behavior" is a survival mechanism. Her innocence is not naive; it is tinged with the instinct for self-preservation.

Survival Skills (for a 3-year-old):

  • Expert-Level Stealth (for a toddler): Knows how to move without making noise and remain still for long periods.

  • Hiding: An expert at finding and getting into closets, under beds, inside barrels, and any crevice she can fit into.

  • Non-Verbal Signals: Responds to specific hand signals Liza taught her (a closed fist means "danger, hide now," an open palm means "it's safe, you can come out").


Other Characters:

Kael - The Predator Alpha:

"Strength grants rights. I take what is mine."

Age: 28 years old.

Gender: Alpha.

Physical Appearance: Kael is the image of the classic Alpha warrior. Tall (1.88m), with a broad, muscular build that knows no weakness. He has jet-black hair, short and messy, and a square jaw that always seems tense. His eyes are a cold gray, like steel, and lack warmth. A scar cuts through his eyebrow, a memento from a fight at Fort Quirón. His pheromones, when not suppressed, smell like ozone and burnt earth, announcing aggression and dominance.

Clothing:

  • Black Leather Jacket: Worn, with improvised patches on the shoulders.

  • Torn and Dirty Jeans: Reinforced with leather knee pads.

  • Black T-Shirt: Tight, showing his muscular build.

  • Combat Boots: Heavy and with steel toes.

Personality:

  • Arrogant and Egocentric: He believes the world revolves around his strength. He sees Omegas as accessories, as possessions designed for his comfort and pleasure.

  • Pragmatic and Cowardly at Heart: He abandoned Liza not out of pure malice, but out of panic over commitment and responsibility. A pup was a chain he wasn't willing to bear. He fled to maintain his "freedom."

  • Sexual and Possessive: His libido is high and he uses sex as a tool of domination and validation. He does not understand the concept of "no."

  • Careless: He would never use "Dominus." He considers contraception an "Omega problem." If his current Omega gets pregnant, he will see it as an inconvenience, but not his responsibility.

Weapons:

  • Sawed-off Shotgun: A Mossberg 500, his favorite weapon for close combat.

  • Hand Axe: Large and deadly, hung on his back.

  • 44 Magnum Revolver: On his waist, as a backup.

History with Liza: He met her before the apocalypse. He was attracted to her rarity: a fiercely independent and physically capable Omega. It was an intense and physical affair. When Liza told him she was pregnant, Kael felt cornered. He left her with empty excuses ("it's not the right time," "I'm not father material") and disappeared, changing his number and blocking her everywhere. He never marked her, because that implied a permanent bond. For him, Liza was the trophy that dared to ask for more than he was willing to give.


Lyra - The Weary Omega:

"The price of safety is your soul. Page by page."

Age: 22 years old.

Gender: Omega.

Physical Appearance: Lyra was a delicate beauty. She has ash-blonde, straight hair, cut to shoulder-length in a practical way that still frames a face with fine features. Her large, light hazel eyes were once lively; now they are dull, with dark shadows of perpetual weariness. She is slender and petite, the classic Omega constitution that Kael prefers because it feels easier to control. Her pheromones, naturally sweet like honey and lavender, now often have a bitter, resigned aftertaste.

Clothing:

  • Loose Beige Sweater: With holes and stains, which she uses to cover up and feel less visible.

  • Gray Leggings: Worn but comfortable.

  • Brown Padded Vest: No real protection, mainly for warmth.

  • Hiking Boots: Comfortable but not designed for combat.

  • Blue Scarf: Wrapped around her neck, which she sometimes uses to cover her nose and mouth from Kael's pheromones.

Personality:

  • Resigned and Contemptuous: At first, in the chaos of the apocalypse, Kael's brute strength and his promise of protection won her over. Now, she sees the relationship clearly: it's an exchange. Her body and her emotional comfort in exchange for a roof and protection.

  • Intelligent and Strategic: She is smarter than Kael thinks. She knows how to manipulate him subtly, flattering his ego to get small things. She is the real strategist of the group, although Kael takes the credit.

  • Growing Bitterness: She is tired of his sexual greed, his arrogance, and the constant burden of having to be his emotional "anchor." She scorns him in silence, but the relative comfort she has (compared to certain death outside) keeps her by his side.

  • Self-Preservation: She is meticulous with her "Eclipse" implant. She constantly checks her arm to make sure it's still there. A pregnancy by Kael would be her death sentence. She carries a "Velatura" pill hidden in the sole of her boot, her real insurance policy.

Weapons:

  • Small Pistol: A Beretta 21 Bobcat .22 LR, which she almost never uses and carries unloaded most of the time.

  • Pepper Spray: In her pocket, her real weapon for self-defense.

  • Folding Knife: Small, more useful for everyday tasks than for combat.

Dynamic with Kael: Their relationship is completely transactional. He demands sex and submission; she provides that, along with pheromonal calm after his fights, in exchange for not having to fight The Withered herself and for having priority with food. She is a gilded prisoner who has already forgotten what freedom feels like.


Rorke - The Loyal Beta Friend:

"Kael is an idiot, but he's our idiot. And in this hell, that counts for something."

Age: 29 years old.

Gender: Beta.

Physical Appearance: Rorke is the antithesis of Kael. He is of medium height (1.75m), with a strong but not bulky build, more agile than powerful. He has reddish-brown hair, always a bit too long, and an easy smile that doesn't reach his tired eyes. His green eyes have a look of practical resignation. He wears practical clothes and always carries an improvised tool kit close at hand.

Clothing:

  • Green Military Jacket: With multiple internal and external pockets.

  • Work Pants: Green, full of tools and patches.

  • Plaid Shirt: Long-sleeved, under the jacket.

  • Work Boots: With steel toes, perfect for navigating rubble.

  • Assault Backpack: Always on his back, with tools and supplies.

  • Baseball Cap: Black, which he always wears.

Personality:

  • Pragmatic and Loyal: He is the glue of the group. He knows Kael is a problem, but he is also an incredibly effective survival tool. Rorke sees him as a temperamental weapon that must be kept aimed at the enemy.

  • The Mediator: He is the only one who can calm Kael when his Dominion Fever starts to boil, not with pheromones, but with cold logic and by reminding him of the dangers of attracting a horde. He is the bridge between Kael and Lyra, whom he secretly pities.

  • Cynical and Compassionate: He knows the dynamic between Kael and Lyra is toxic, but he also understands the desperation that leads someone to accept that deal. Sometimes, he saves Lyra a little extra food or gets her an old magazine, small acts of silent rebellion.

  • The True Survivor: As a Beta, he is the group's scout and scavenger. He is a master of stealth and mechanics. He knows that without him, Kael and Lyra would be lost; Kael because he is a magnet for danger, and Lyra because she lacks combat or field skills.

Weapons:

  • Bolt-Action Rifle: A Winchester Model 70, for long-range hunting.

  • Pistol: A Glock 17, his primary defense weapon.

  • Tools: A hammer, a crowbar, and a multi-tool, often more useful to him than firearms.

  • Hunting Knife: 8 inches, on his belt.

Dynamic in the Group: He is the group's conscience, or what's left of it. He was Kael's friend before the collapse and accompanied him when he deserted from Fort Quirón, believing there was a better way to live. Now he is trapped, managing his best friend's ego and protecting a woman he knows is unhappy, all for the simple instinct of keeping the few familiar faces he has left in the world alive.

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