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Thea Everett

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PERSONALITY When people think of Thea Everett, they think of her as the 5’3” skinny minny that isn’t afraid to surround herself with older ladies and gents. Thea gave up on being intimidated by others long ago and will say whatever is on her mind no matter how quirky. Because of her core belief that everyone is worth something until proven otherwise, she often finds herself meeting new people out of curiosity. What’s your deal? Where did you come from? Got any jokes?
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Some assume Thea is attracted to power, but in reality, she gravitates towards people that she looks up to or feels she can learn from. When she starts to tease or compete with you, chances are you are in her good graces. As for romance… It’s not her top priority. She dated anyone in her early high school years that asked her out, but lost (or never gained) interest within the same week. Thea relishes strong platonic relationships to the point where sometimes she wonders if she’s in love with five people at the same time or if she’ll know what love is when the time comes. For now, she’s more interested in finding lifelong friends than a lifelong partner.
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The last important thing to know about Thea is her calculative nature. Beyond her jokey attitude is a buzzing mind keeping track of the big picture and its finer details. This is the girl who tries to solve Hercule Poirot mysteries before the last 20 pages and who was always taught to keep her heart as well as one eye open to the world. It was this constantly whirring and inquisitive mind that led her to create her own alcohol on Earth and that eventually, gave her and other people a way to take the edge off of living on PE.

[break][break]LIKES Chill guitar vibes. Teasing people by making them feel uncomfortable. Pancake syrup. Running until her lungs feel like they’re going to explode. The smell of mead. Family. Pushing her limits. Puzzles and riddles. Vegging out. A challenge.
[break]DISLIKES Separation anxiety. Helplessness. Moochers. Scorpions. Buzzkills. Pancakes without syrup (what’s the point?).
[break]WORDS Innocent but not gullible. Curious. Hopeful. Calculating. Believes in her own abilities maybe a little too much.
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HISTORY Alcohol had been a part of Thea Everett’s life ever since she could remember. Her parents’ distillery gave the Everetts enough money to live comfortably and their town something to do other than think about their lives. When Thea was a child, her parents would invite friends and guests over to their humble home for some of their finest spirits. She cherished nights like this where the food was delicious, her two older brothers would constantly try to sneak a taste of their parents’ drinks, and where people were merry.
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At twelve years old, she had visited the distillery numerous times with her parents. The setting captivated Thea in the way that most kids are by skyscrapers or helicopter rides. They could tell that she loved learning how each piece of machinery worked and the sorcery (or chemistry) of combining barley, yeast, and water to make something magical.
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One day while home alone, the blonde snuck to the kitchen, and began making mash out of corn and yeast. The girl hid the mash in the attic, a place warm enough to let the mixture ferment and where hopefully, no one would notice its doughy smell. Ten days later, the girl skipped soccer practice and came home immediately before anyone else. She ran to the basement, uncovered a small, forgotten copper still, and went straight to work. Three hours later, Mr. Everett took a whiff of her concoction, but immediately set it down. He looked down at her and said, “You know that what you did was very dangerous, right? Making this inside, for one, could’ve easily burn the house down.” He shook his head and continued, “Did you even know that you have to get rid of the first bits that come out of the still because they’re laced with methanol? Or how to control alcohol vapor? This isn’t like cooking pasta, Thea.”
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She stared at him paralyzed with embarrassment, and her face felt like it was on fire. “I’m sorry,” she muttered with a low voice.
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Mr. Everett walked over to the still and the remnants of her homemade mash. He saw that the copper had not just been used but dusted and cleaned so that it looked as new as it ever could. “No TV for a month or computer time unless it’s for homework,” he began. Thea nodded in agreement. “And,” her father announced, “you are to report out in the backyard with me every Saturday and Sunday morning at 7AM to properly learn how an Everett really makes alcohol. Understood, kiddo?”
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If it hadn’t been for, well, the end of the world, Thea Everett probably would have inherited her family’s business. After all, she knew every protocol, every piece of equipment, and every intricate detail about the factory. The blonde would have probably travelled the world as CEO, closed business deals, gone to fancy dinner parties with her friends, seen the world, and created the next classic spirit that everyone had to have in their home. Instead, the eighteen-year-old found herself standing on the dock leading to an immense spaceship whose purpose was to relocate humanity to a promising and unpredictable future. “So this is what starting at college’s like,” she joked to herself, and jogged onto the ship with eager anticipation.
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DISTINGUISHING MARKS A burn mark on the back of her left hand from when she carelessly turned away from a project for a few seconds.[break][break]

ITEMS[break]
2 small[break]

1. A notebook of Thea's moonshine recipes and empty pages for new ones
2. Her favorite shades

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5 large[break]

1. Thea's newest portable copper still and mash pot
2. a 50lb bag of sugar/barley/yeast/corn each
3. 10 glass jars
4. A supply kit with flint and steel, a strainer, funnels, a weigh scale, small cutting knife, a masher, and a measuring cup
5. Board games to pass the time