Beyond the Dark Productions - ‘The Strata’ - Chapter 9 | Original audio drama
fairfieldfencer for Coltrain
Word count: 1600
Role: Supporting
Payment: $50 flat rate
Coltrain is a long-time inhabitant of the Deadlands, a bleak and unforgiving wasteland outside The Strata. He is rugged and resourceful, a survivor who is skilled in combat and weaponry. When faced by outside threats, Coltrain is brutal and uncompromising. To his friends he is known to be warm, sociable, and quick to crack a joke or one-liner whenever the opportunity presents itself.
Coltrain lives in the Vault, a giant subterranean habitation encased in hard steel that protects it from not only the harsh elements of the wasteland but also from thieves and marauders who scour the surface for resources. As a ‘custodian’ of the Vault, Coltrain has sworn an oath to protect the Vault from any threat that may emerge. Although originally built to house many hundreds of inhabitants, the Vault has seen its population dwindle in recent years. Now, the only ones left are Coltrain and a few of his fellow custodians - a group of guardians with no one left to protect.
Although Coltrain yearns for the days when the Vault was vibrant and filled with the sound of people, he maintains focus by keeping strong relationships with his fellow custodians. To him, they represent his entire world. He would lay down his life to protect his comrades if necessary.
- english
- male adult
(Pensive as he reflects on the situation within the Vault as he and the other custodians prepare for an assault that will likely kill them all) “We custodians... we’re old. We’ve seen a lot of years go by, and the world has moved on. There’s no one left here in the Vault to protect. Maybe this is the cosmos’ way of telling us that now is the moment for us to finally leave once and for all.”
(Speaking urgently to Tessa, using the nickname ‘Tee’. Coltrain has just found out that an assault on the Vault is about to begin. A ‘rattle train’ is a reference to a type of train in the Deadlands that moves quickly and rarely stops) “We just got a message on the comms relay from Dry Gully. It’s bad news, Tee. Morton just rolled through there like a rattle train. Ripped the whole outpost apart.”
(Breathless, voice raised, shouting commands in the middle of a firefight) “Get to cover, there at the back! I’ll take the ones on the right! They’re advancing their position. Fast.”
