Project Endless's Questionnaire

Flower does not live in a town or city but roams the dense woods of Texas, avoiding human settlements. After escaping captivity aboard her alien ship, she found herself stranded in an unfamiliar world. Her first encounter with human society—finding a dead police officer and unknowingly being photographed—forced her into hiding. She fears human discovery and their curiosity, which could lead to recapture or worse.  

Flower has made a small, temporary home deep in the forest, using fallen branches, leaves, and the few supplies she scavenged from the officer’s belongings. It is little more than a concealed shelter, blending seamlessly into the wilderness. The woods provide cover and sustenance, but Flower lives in constant vigilance, her glowing runes faintly illuminating the dark as she contemplates her next move.

Flower doesn’t have money right now. She’s only just escaped captivity and is focused on surviving in the woods. She’s scavenging anything she can find—taking small items from the dead police officer’s belongings like his gun and flashlight, using them to keep herself safe and navigate through the forest. Her primary focus is finding food, water, and shelter.  

She’s still trying to understand the strange new world around her, but she doesn’t know how human currency works. If she were to come across a town or city, she might try to barter, but for now, she’s relying on the bare minimum, using her instincts to survive, and staying hidden. Her immediate needs—survival—are her only priority.

Flower’s singular ambition is to evolve—to transcend her current form and reach a higher state of existence. The experiment conducted on her by the Skaralan scientists imprinted upon her a desire to constantly grow, adapt, and achieve a state of perfect evolution. Her life, in her eyes, holds value only insofar as it serves this ultimate purpose.  

To achieve this, Flower would do whatever is necessary. She has no attachment to her current state, no regard for human life or morals. If killing or manipulation could advance her, she would not hesitate. She would put herself at the edge of death repeatedly, if necessary, sacrificing her physical form or enduring tremendous pain for the chance to evolve. Her evolution is the only measure of success, and she will stop at nothing to achieve it.

"The most defining event? I suppose it was when they put me on the ship and sent me away. Before that, I lived in the lab on Skrallakar. I didn’t know much beyond the walls of my cage or the hands of the scientists. They poked and cut and whispered things like ‘progress’ and ‘perfection.’ I was their project, their tool. It hurt, but at least they noticed me.  

Then they decided I wasn’t what they wanted. They put me in that cold, empty ship and sent me into the dark. I was alone for so long. Too long. I had so much time to think, to learn—about them, about me. They called me ‘flawed.’ They were wrong. They made me something greater, something they’ll regret ever creating.  

But I still remember the cage. I always will."

"There’s no one. There’s never been anyone.  

The scientists on Skrallakar were the closest thing I had to… connections, but they weren’t people to me. They were voices in the dark, hands that hurt, faces filled with cold curiosity. They never saw me as alive—just a project, a vessel for their ambitions. I still remember how they spoke about me, like I was an object, something to fix, to mold, to perfect. They gave me knowledge, filled my mind with everything they thought I needed, but it wasn’t for me. It was for them. Their indifference was worse than their experiments, and when they sent me away, I realized I was just their failure.  

Humans? They’re no better. Small, hateful, ignorant. They fear what they don’t understand and lash out without reason. I’ve only known rejection and violence here.  

The only constant in my life has been me. I’ve survived alone. I’ve grown alone. I don’t need anyone—I never have, and I never will."