June shoulders the burden of leading the Coterie of Correction. She knows she'll lose herself and the things around her in this storm, but the end always justifies the means. She must walk on.
THROUGH ALL THE MISTAKES LIES A SOLUTION
"I know I'm going to end up drowing in the Moonshine. Forgive me, I just want to live to see the world in a better place."
Moonshine is a double-edged sword. The Moonshine Syndrome undeniably destroys people's lives, but what many people don't know is that it can save lives too. Once a person drowned young June in Moonshine, deforming her body in the process. Contrary to popular belief however, this was not the near death experience people had hoped for, but a rebirth of a person who would bring everybody who wronged her to justice. June is living proof that mere humans can attain the power sentinels have through a simple game of russian roulette. After all the chances of the bullet hitting you aren't high. Even when five out of the six chambers are loaded, right?
In an era lost to time, a group of closely knit scientists, or rather experimentalists, lived together, trying to make sense of the Moonshine Syndrome that had plagued their world for as long as it existed. The Moonshine Syndrome in this world took form as a tempest, violent but avoidable. One day a member from this group ventured out in the storm, hoping to get a drop or two to make sense of. However, when trying to slip out of the ruckus, she drowned in the Moonshine. After uttering her last prayers, she was surprised to find herself transformed into a peculiar creature with webbed claws for hands and a fish tail for legs. Unlike most people in this situation, she saw the benefits of this far from ideal transformation. Moonshine could adapt humans for the better. Using claws, she pulled herself out of the storm and ran to share the discovery.
The group was divided on what to think of the incident. Many thought the results were too minimal to justify the means and some thought the margin of error was too big. Others thought that with more tests, this might become a fully functioning solution. Throughout time, this divide became more and more notable, and the latter side developed into what people now call the Coterie of Correction. It has become way more than a group of experimentalists writing their aspirations in sand, but an underground society willing to sacrifice anything for its purpose carved in stone.
INFORMATION
AFFILIATIONS: La Coterie de la Correction, served as a Manager of the Adaptation Sect
CAUSE OF DEATH: Drowned in a pool of Moonshine
LIKES: Solving complicated problems, architecture, order
DISLIKES: Unsolvable issues, loss in any form, being vulnerable and affected by emotions
A SONG I WOULD ASSOCIATE WITH THIS CHARACTER: still thinking of one
JUNIPER'S COAST
Ever since that fateful member of the coterie fell into the storm, the Coterie of Correction had been conducting more tests to prove the benefits of Moonshine. One of these tests included a number of children raised within the coterie's supervision. These children were woven into a well knit family of researchers, or what some would nowadays say, maniacs. Despite the strong bonds between the test subjects and the coterie, the researchers were concealing the fact that the children would be fed an almost lethal dose of Moonshine along with their meals. Thus, the children were left in oblivion when their friends suddenly collapsed one by one.
June woke up one day to find her best friend gone. No matter how hard she looked, there was no trace of her. As weeks went past and days began getting hollower and hollower, June thought about going Outside. Nobody was allowed to go Outside, that was a place only where the grown-ups could go. She had to be a good girl, to obey every order given to her and she would be rewarded. She was scared the priviledges she held onto would slip away so she prolonged the expedition.
It had been about half a year since June first conceived that thought. Or at least it seemed like it; there was no way of telling the time in that facility. Many more people had disappeared, leaving only around ten subjects left in the experiment. Days had become duller than ever. The once lively chatter of the cafeteria was now reduced to silence, and June was desperately scrambling for a way to break it. In the break of night, June slipped out from her dorm, managing to sneak out of the front door before triggering the alarm. Trying to evade the heavy footsteps, she ran as fast as she could, not knowing that she was splashing through a pool of Moonshine in the process. It was a while until she realised, and at that point, she was waist-deep in the pool, and it was hungrily trying to drag her down. It was filled with crooked, white carcasses. The dreaded metalic tang washed over her tongue. She had never seen or known a thing like that could exist, and she knew no way of getting out. Out of choices, she gave in to the current.
Something was tugging her. June opened her stinging eyes, seeing the familiar white walls of the facility. It seemed like nothing had happened, or changed... save for herself. She wanted to run again, but the creature within her said otherwise. She looked down to see her chest gouged away, with an eye glaring at her in its place.
"There's an answer in the Moonshine," it said, "Push forwards. Nothing can stop us now."
A myriad of emotions wash over June when she comes to Harper's Coast. There's a sense of foreboding, that the lives lost in the Moonshine will come and drown her again. She despises the fact that the only way of becoming strong enough to survive, is by drowing in it. Maybe the sacrifices are worth it to see an enlightened race of individuals with their own peculiar gifts from the Moonshine. Maybe one day they'll become strong enough to face the sentinels head on and bring them to justice. After all, she cannot ignore the optimism blossoming within her.
