Critical Data: Supporting Cast
Project Overview
Atlas Sandoval, Nabi Yeop, and Alistair Holt are three best friends who attend the prestigious Goliath's Peak Institute of Science in hopes of becoming world-renowned scientists like their parents and idols. Only the best of the best go there to study, and there's cutthroat competition to be noticed by the desirable facilities affiliated with the school to secure future careers, most notably the legendary Den Corp. However, Atlas, Alistair, and Nabi soon discover that the CEO of "The Den", Daniel Leon, is a rampantly unethical douchebag despite his spotless reputation to the public and suave outward charm. Follow these three friends on their wacky everyday misadventures all the while trying to undermine a madman who perhaps took the title of "mad scientist" a little too seriously all the while juggling the weird situations they end up in.
Note: Character art by Ashley Foy.
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Hello all auditionees, there seems to have been in error in which this project closed prematurely and the roles have incorrectly stated to been casted. THIS IS INOCORRECT! We shall try again soon and have things back up and running, so keep those auditions coming!
Full Name: Vera Crystal Arrowood
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Student / professional boxer / vigilante gang leader
A Boston native with a track record of vigilantism with the aid of her gang (dubbed "Vera's Vipers"), Vera is one most would suspect to stick out like a sore thumb at a prestigious place like Goliath Peak's Institute of Sciences. Rough around the edges and not afraid to give a piece of her mind to those asking for trouble, Vera is actually very helpful and resourceful. She's one who achieves anything she puts her mind to and is fiercely protective of her family and friends, and those who dare to cross her or threaten those she cares about are usually greeted with a lashing...whether it's verbally and physically is up to the offender. She quickly becomes a fourth member of the main cast of the Wiseasses when she appears later on, and becomes especially close to Alistair.
Vocal details: Taking a bit of a spin on your typical rough-and-tough tomboy type, Vera should sound as assuring as she does intimidating. She's not a mean girl at all, just unflinchingly honest and not afraid to speak her mind whether someone wants to hear her words or not. Civil and street-smart, teasing on occasion.
[Angry, brandishing a bat.] "I don't care how much money went into this hellhole back in the seventies, it's a crock of shit! Listen, old man, that time has come and gone, look at the degeneration! People have changed, society has changed, the world has changed. Look, I'mma Boston baby, and I know damn well what lead poisoning can do to a person. You got a problem with me helping the town rewire the joint so people can have drinkable water and NOT have to worry about rotting from the inside out? I'll have my Vipers deal with you, the court as settled it."
[Calmly, maybe even a bit nostalgic.] "Naaah, I stay away from that junk. Look, I come from a single mom and a brother that has a different dad than me, we all lived together in a dingy apartment by the railway all my life at least, I know what hardship is. [Breezily scoffs.] I consider it a miracle I ever got into college at all, let alone the Institute. It's always been smart, not trying to jerk myself off or anything, but it's always been a matter of who shines the brightest...I did my best."
[Instructing someone.] "A'ight, pudding pop, you need to stand with your legs in a wider stance, you look like a preschooler tryin' to hold piss. Protecting the goodies is one thing, making yourself look like a fool while doing it is another. Keep your body behind the striking angle, not at the sides, and the short the distance the punch as to go, the harder the impact's gonna be. Give it a try, no pressure."
Full Name: Jadiel Felix Leon
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Mexican - Native American
Occupation: Middle school student, heir to Den Corporation
Daniel Leon's youngest son and undoubtedly his favorite. Aged around twelve, Jadiel is your typical middle school kid navigating upcoming puberty and social circles. He meets the Wiseasses through the university's mentorship program, having been enrolled by his parents so he can become acquainted with the Institute's culture and inner workings at a young age, and quickly takes to them. While our heroes are initially horrified at the idea (Daniel Leon BRED?!), they quickly warm up to the boy and begin to treat him as a little brother of sorts.
"Being small is one thing, Nabi, but you only have ONE big brother, I have /six/. Mom says I'm lucky to be the youngest, because that makes me the baby and everyone automatically thinks of me as either the cute little one or the pain in everyone's butt. I mean, Antonio and Mateo seem to like me well enough - they let me play video games with them and help me with things like my homework and band practice - but Daniel, Easton, Roman, and Brooks? (Listing things off.) Arguing over where to get pizza from, someone trying to punch someone in the face for the window seat in the car, always using up the soap in the shower and stealing your towels...Easton said I was a...(pronouncing carefully) douchebag for just saying hi to his girlfriend."
"Hang on, hang on! I think I could help you out with that; Holden, Cherith, and I have been saving up our allowances and our fishing bait sale money for a Stormcrasher Ultimate, but I can spare you guys fifteen bucks! It won't be much of a loss, and my friends are cool, they won't mind as long as it helps someone for the greater good."
Full Name: Molly Gwendolyn Codispoti
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Forensics major / zookeeper
Molly is a West Virginian native who arrived at Goliath's Peak after obtaining a scholarship. Raised by two loving fathers, Molly is boundlessly sweet and accepting to pretty much everyone, enjoying things like animals, plushies, baking, and...horror movies? Crime shows? Yep, this southern belle has never shied away from the blood 'n guts scene, as she one day hopes to become a forensic investigator and enjoys a good mystery, whether it involved criminal activity or not. However, her sunshiny personality makes her a good friend to the Wiseasses and a part of the popular crowd at the Institute.
[Crestfallen.] "Aww, it's nothin', but I'm...okay, maybe it AIN'T nothin'. I mean, the investigation team wants little me, country mouse Molly who's a second year at GPI, to not only help a sniff around the crime scene, but actually shadow a REAL detective to TRACK DOWN the murderer? [She seems to ponder, then her expression brightens.] Aw, hell, this is gonna be awesome! I'm rip-roarin' ready to go! [Leaping out of her seat and running out of her dorm.] PREPARED TO BE FUCKED BY THE LONG DICK OF THE LAW, Y'ALL!"
"Hey, hey! I made some pepperoni rolls for the Waterfront Viewing, I hope y'all don't mind. Took me almost all day, but I put Colby jack cheese in them this time, you will NOT believe how good these are."
Full Name: DeVante Milo Hutson
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: African American
Occupation: Physics student
DeVante moved to Goliath's Peak with his recently-divorced mother Hazel and little brother Zion while he was still in high school, but attended a different one than Nabi and Alistair at the time. Finally beginning his independent life after enrolling at the Institute and befriending the Wiseasses, all seems to be looking up for DeVante...until he gets some bad news from the doctor. He has breast cancer, and the state of his wellbeing ultimately depends on his body and will. This scares his close friend Atlas, who lost his mother to cancer, but DeVante is determined to fight not only for himself, but for his family and friends. An all around friendly guy, if a bit of a chatterbox.
[Gently.] "Of course, but I know that it can go either way; I fight to show my family that I love them enough to aid in my own battle to live, but if the worst happens...they'll know I spent my last days loving and reassuring them."
[Excitedly.] "I have a dog, too! His name's Echo, he's an English Setter - American Foxhound mix, he's real pretty. My mom and brother got him for me as a graduation present...or at least that's what they tell me, I think it's to celebrate me actually passing trigonometry."
"Nah, man, y'all are good. Just because I'm sick doesn't mean you have to play Mother Hen with me all the time. Er, not that I don't appreciate the help! You guys are the nicest people ever, especially with all the help you've been for my mama, but don't treat me like I'm made of glass or something. Dr. Wolfe even said that I won't need to take iron anymore, and I only have two more scans! Isn't that awesome?"
Full Name: Terrence Darius Sandoval
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: African-American
Occupation: GPI Introduction to Biology professor / former marine
Atlas's widowed father. Doting and supportive of his son and an admirable man to most who meet him, it's clear that while Atlas got his looks from his mom, he got his helpful yet goofy nature from his dad. However, Terrence's life has been a hard one: enduring his childhood being physically and emotionally abused by his drunkard father while his mother stood passively by, Terrence spent his younger years as a brazen jerk in the Marines until he met Glenice. After turning his life around and enjoying marriage and fatherhood, Terrence became a more accepting and understanding person. Upon Glenice's death, he was hired to work as a biology professor at the Goliath's Peak Institute of Sciences, the same university Atlas attends. Like his son, Terrence must try to navigate his new life through his grief and employment.
[Tearfully.] "Atlas? Atlas...come here, come to daddy. I am so, /so/ sorry if I ever made it feel like you couldn't talk to me. I know losing your mother has been horrific, I know we've both cried ourselves to sleep over it, but pushing down our feelings and hiding them from each other won't make them go away; they'll just build and build until we burst. You've burst, son. I think you need to - n-no, /we/ need to look for a therapist. We've put it off for long enough, we need a professional to help us sort out our problems. Let me tell you this, though...remember your storybook you had as a kid, about the boat? I'm try-trying to be your boat...come here, son. I love you so much, okay? I couldn't be proud to have fathered such a fine young man."
[Solemnly, but gratefully.] "Nabi...before you guys go upstairs, I just want to thank you. After Glenice passed, I never thought I'd see Atlas genuinely smile or hear him laugh again. I have you to thank for that. He was so worried about not finding friends when we got here, and you've been right at his side since his very first day. I'm so glad he has a best friend like you, so remember that you'll always have food in your belly and a safe place to sleep whenever you need us. You will always be welcome in our family."
[Stupidly excited.] "You mean this starts up by ITSELF?! Turn it on, I wanna see, I wanna - [Seojun turns it on, Terrence gasps.] This is the greatest day of my life, ho-ly hell, we gotta take this to the embassy right now! Kids, KIDS! Come down here and help us exploit the self-conscious construct of our shitty boss!"
Full Name: Chaewon Yeop
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Korean (immigrated to America)
Occupation: Registered nurse
Chaewon is the wife of Seojun, the mother of Nabi, and the adoptive mother of Alistair. Having eloped with Seojun to escape a controlling family and immigrated to the United States after finding out she was pregnant with their daughter, then-nursing student Chaewon delivered Nabi three months prematurely, in which Nabi was not expected to survive. When she did, however, Chaewon was more determined than ever to bring up Nabi safely and become a nurse so she could help others going through scary periods in their lives as she did. Years later, she and Seojun would gain custody of Alistar, Nabi's close friend since elementary school, and embrace him as their son. Clever, loving with a tendency to coddle, and quick-witted, Chaewon is certainly nice company.
Vocal notes: THIS CHARACTER IS BILINGUAL. Chaewon is fluent in both English and Korean. If possible, an actor who can speak both will be hired, otherwise two separate actors may be casted: one for English and another for Korean.
[Softly, concerned.] "Nabi-yeobo, why are you still awake? You've been up since 5AM, and you were awake the whole plane ride, I know you must be sleepy. Come here, come tell umma what's wrong, yeah?"
[Disgruntled, but earnestly.] "Nabi snored in the womb, I didn't sleep for six months. We've tried /everything/: nasal strips, CPAP, sleep studies, explored the options of surgery...but nope! Her own pediatrician called her an ''asshole sleeper'' after the sleep study because the vibrations shook the sensors off her head. She gets it from her father."
[Instructing.] "Okay, let's go over the basics: bedrest, have him get up every couple of hours and walk around for a few minutes, encourage him to cough to keep his lungs clear. Oxycodone 5's every four to six hours, but ONLY if he's in pain and needs it. Give him things like rice or toast or bananas to be light on his stomach, keep him hydrated with water and electrolyte drinks, keep track of his temperature, and let him wake up on his own whenever he falls asleep; the pain pills might make him drowsy, so just let get as much sleep as he can."
Full Name: Seojun Yeop
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Korean (immigrated to America)
Occupation: Physicist
The husband of Chaewon, the father of Nabi, and the adoptive father of Alistair. Growing up humbly before eloping with Chaewon and immigrated to the US, Seojun is less of the "kooky inventor" type and more of a "bumbling optimist of my work even though it could possibly end in catastrophe". Just like his wife, he's wrapped around his daughter's finger, and is a large participant in helping Alistair in his own scientific pursuits. Sociable, steadfast, and a loving family man, Seojun is absolutely an ideal employee, husband and father as an unchallenged fact.
THIS CHARACTER IS BILINGUAL. Seojun is fluent in both English and Korean. If possible, an actor who can speak both will be hired, otherwise two separate actors may be casted: one for English and another for Korean.
[Joyously.] "Aaah, there's my little caterpillar! Appa's sure missed you, darling, I wish you could've come with me today. I have something for you, can you keep a secret from your mother? Come on, go find your brother and meet me downstairs."
[His voice quiet, yet distant. He's remembering something he'd rather not.] "Nabi...they told us not to get attached. Said she wouldn't live three days, she was too small and too weak. She...[tearing up] she never cried once. We honestly thought she was stillborn until they got her breathing. Chaewon and I cried until we were out of tears, too exhausted to make noise...[He clears his throat, as though to dislodge these emotions, then brightens up.] Nabi got her name for a reason, you know. She was a beautiful butterfly coming out of her cocoon, and now she's a bright and lively and beautiful as ever!"
Full Name: Lance Christopher Barbosa
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Former NAVY officer, Daniel's bodyguard, DEN Corp security
Dangerous, militant, calculating. Many people who have encountered him at some point and got to know him use those words to describe Lance Barbosa. Even his former army mates could sense there is something alarmingly wrong with him. He was hired at the Den for his military background making him a sound selection of security, but even Daniel himself is disturbed by his own bodyguard.
[Menacingly, but then sleazy, which is his idea of "flirting".] "Drop 'em, Mr. Leon. They can't run away if their legs are broken. Besides, I think we should keep the cute little Asian; rather small, but she's got pretty eyes and a nice face. What's your name, sweet blossom?"
[Enraged.] "SHUT /UP!/ No, no, I am NOT going to let you Instidiots ruin this for me AGAIN! You Institute brats are all the fucking same, you strut into this fuckwad town thinking you're hot shit because you get to study at that glorified middle school science lab up on the hill, but you're nothing but either a bunch of trust fund babies sucking on the tit of your parents' wealth or hometown nobodies who just got lucky! I might not have caught that pathetic little mite that trails you two like a lost puppy all the time, but I got the she-he and the Great MacGyver who was adopted by the kimchi family! Once you two are out of the way, that little bitch will just turn herself over so we can finish her off too, she's that fucking lily-livered."
[His voice dangerously quiet.] "You mistake me for a fool. Trust me, you haven't SEEN crazy. I rise and the devil cries, boy."
Full Name: Stewart Melvin Pedaso
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Italian-American
Occupation: Restaurant owner
Nabi's boss at the diner where she works, as well as an uncle figure to her and the boys. A well-meaning but perpetually unlucky business manager, he's found most of his success running his personally-owned diner, the Howling Hound. Though a well-meaning guy, he can't help but find himself in odd scrapes that usually create quite a spectacle.
"That's...unfortunate. Look, believe it or not, I have a good hand in business! Before this little rinky-dink diner, I had you know that I was the manager of the old Walmart here from '98 to '09. After I blew that popsicle stand, what did the new management do to it? Turns out some whackjob decided to use it as a cult compound, THEN it turned into a nudist colony, and then it went back to the cult! Don't roll your eyes at me, missy, at least you're not reciting the menu in Latin while naked sitting in a ring of candles...[addressing someone else.] how long have you been standing there and how much of that was out of context?"
"No, no! The last time I advertised the Junkyard, we had three concerned parents groups, five environmental protection agency guys, and a truckful of stoners pull up. I said no and I mean no! [Beat, then normally.] So the Junkyard mostly consists of a butchered meat lover's calzone drizzled with hot sauce with parmesan and pepper jack cheese melted on top with a side of nacho chips with spinach dip and salsa."
Full Name: Farah Eliza Jimmerson-Bloodstone
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Astrophysics professor / neurologist / science entrepreneur
A top professor at Goliath's Peak Institute of Science who also works at her own neurology clinic. She's very Dr. Blight-esque (Captain Planet), but with less scarring but just as much resources as scientist does in that show. She has a sketchy background, as no one quite knows what she does outside school hours and off campus.
"Astronomy is an ancient science, long separated from the study of terrestrial physics. In the Aristotelian worldview, bodies in the sky appeared to be unchanging spheres whose only- Atlas, what the fuck do you have in your mouth? Are you eating in my class?!"
"Mr. Holt, I'll have you know that despite our rivalling IQ levels, the fact that I nearly ran over the other two of your three Musketeers this morning, and knowing that you purposefully enrolled in my class to steal my own work, you are the ONLY freshman in this entire student body that I don't want to turn into a frog."
"Quit splitting hairs, you big crybaby. Want to learn how to train a bunch of birds to attack on command?"
Full Name: Jaxon Buford Romero
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Occupation: Marine biology student
A known bully in Goliath's Peak throughout his school years, Jax is the kind of hotshot who thinks he's all that and a bag of chips, when he's nothing more than one of the "losers" he constantly puts down when he sees undesirable traits in others. He usually has a posse follow him around, and while he looks down on Nabi and Alistair, he constantly tries to get on popular Atlas's good graces despite the latter's disapproval. Jax is also one to hopelessly follow trends so long as they're appealing and likely to get him and his crew fifteen minutes of fame.
[Tauntingly] "Oh, here we go: cry, cry, weep, sob, that's all you've ever been good at, runt! Out of all of us who actually WORKED to get into this school and AREN'T total spazzes, why'd they pick the pipsqueak who still pisses the bed?"
[Disappointed, though for all the wrong reasons.] "C'mon, Atlas, man! We thought you were cool, I don't know why you want to waste your time with the biggest loser on campus. Leave it to kimchi over here to ruin a good time!"
"Nah, man, I'm talkin' prodigy! I usually pop about three of these bad boys and I'm set from sunup to sundown, walkin' around like I got a mile-long dick. You take this shit to a party, and everybody's your shadow. The go-hards usually snort it - call it scholar's cocaine - but I'm not about to mess up my nose, not after my dad caught my brother doing the real deal. Whaddya think? Interested?"
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