Curtis Everett
SNOWPIERCER
OOC
backtagging yes
threadhopping sure
fourthwalling YES
offensive subjects train culture is super fucked up.
super fucked up. cannibalism, population culls, child slavery, voluntary limb amputations, amputations as punishment... curtis isn't going to want to talk about any of it, at least.
IC
physical affection don't touch him (please attempt to touch him)
flirting sure, although he'll just lineface back
fighting absolutely
injuries talk to me about it but probably yes
death talk to me first
telepathy/psychic THERE AIN'T NOTHING GOOD IN HIS MIND psychics are going to find a shitload of Nightmare Fuel and trauma
warnings: okay SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS EVERYWHERE scroll down
Curtis was a cannibal and a murderer in his early days on the train, like many of his fellows, and specifically targeted children and babies for their taste and how easy it was to snatch them from their mothers. He is fucked up over this. He will be fucked up over this for the rest of his life. In an attempt to atone for this he ended up becoming the guardian to one specific infant, Edgar. who grew up to be his second in command, and it's entirely possible there was some messed up sexual tension between them taking place before Edgar turned 18. It's not that Curtis is into teenagers, but he's desperately guilty and susceptible to someone else forcing the issue.
A Note On Train Culture and SexTrain culture:
Most of this is general speculation about the social structure of the tail section, and nothing here is set in stone. ‘ware headcanon etc.
First of all, the major factor influencing how social structure evolved on the train is the very traumatic events of the first year aboard. Like any group of people under duress, ethics and social mores broke down into complete chaos. Violence, rape, and cannibalism were rampant. The weak died or were killed, women with children were attacked, and the apex predators that emerged would have been the young, strong men, able to fight for their share of meat. Curtis was probably a teenager when he boarded the train and we have no information if he did so alone or with any relatives or acquaintances; at the very least he had to quickly adapt to the violent circumstances and if there was anyone around to judge him for it, he must have ignored them.
After Gilliam’s intervention, something like order was restored and the people of the tail section guiltily settled into a quiet, almost religiously motivated cooperation, terrified of the judgment of their peers. Suddenly everyone would have become hyper-aware of the horrible things they’d all done to each other and that period of time would be referred to as “Before,” and hardly spoken of, like a shared nightmare that everyone had finally woken up from. Any surviving children were probably idolized and cared for by the entire community, and people who had been victimized or after fell ill were probably treated like fine china. Many of the women recoiled from the idea of ever getting pregnant again and probably from men in general, and absolute consent became imperative between any pairings. The slightest hint of distress from someone brought down the wrath of the herd, and predators were no longer tolerated. Former predators like Curtis became the new enforcers of cooperation and tolerance, uncompromising and spurred by their guilt. There might have been some exiles or even executions in the immediate aftermath for those who refused to abide by the new social rules, but for the most part everyone understood that there were only two options for survival: with careful, civil tolerance or with bloody anarchy. A few suicides no doubt occurred as well.
Although the horrors of the first year would eventually fade out somewhat with time, there was always a visible absence of young children to remind the survivors of what had happened. For the first couple of years, there were probably no more than a handful of children under age ten and everyone was obsessively careful about not conceiving. Same-sex pairings became more common and many former couples that had boarded the train together broke apart, unable to handle what they’d witnessed. Despite everyone wanting to cling to as much civilized behavior as possible, marriages were probably practically nil and nobody bothered to get divorced. Permanent status changes were avoided with everyone still holding their breath over whether or not the peace would last, and more importantly people slowly began to view themselves as one community while Wilford and train security were outsiders with hostile intentions.
Over the next few years, that fearful anticipation would slowly relax as routine prevailed. A small town or medieval clan mentality developed, everyone being in everyone else’s business but quick to help each other or shun unwanted behaviors. All firmly despised train security and the idea that their squalid conditions were somehow fitting, unending punishment being imposed on them by the front sectioners for what had happened the first year. Territory rivalries developed and things like gang leaders and councils of decision makers were put together to handle disputes. Everyone learned to barter and those with particularly useful skills found themselves considered highly valuable. Crimes like stealing, murder, rape, or other abuse were probably dealt with extremely harshly, but not as harshly as if they’d let train security deal with it, and there was an attitude that the tail section preferred to handle everything internally except in the most extreme cases. Maybe a few marriages now, and a few pregnancies, greatly fussed over by everyone. People turned to any kind of stress relief that they could, whether it was drug abuse or alcohol or sex. Privacy was almost impossible but everyone followed unspoken social rules, like finding a slightly less occupied corner or waiting until dark, or even a more obvious ‘Please Ignore This’ sign like hanging up a blanket like a curtain. Some people, especially the older ones, clung to old-fashioned notions of monogamy but many more opted to take whatever pleasure they could wherever they could, creating ‘invisible’ public spaces where everyone might see or hear what was going on but would be obliged to ignore the activities.
Some of this behavior was suppressed when the first generation of train babies began to come of age and more people were concerned about setting an example for the children that were among them again for the first time. These children especially had very little sense of pre-Snowpiercer culture, no concept of the outside world and dependent mostly on stories or the few surviving books for their education. Literacy probably took a sharp dive, but there would also be a very tolerant atmosphere about answering questions about anything and everything, as every member of the community felt some small bit of ownership in raising kids. People went out of their way to painstakingly recreate things like toys or play areas for the train babies (whether they asked for them or not) and generally indulged them as much as they could, at least until they grew up into teenagers. Then there would be another round of disapproval and apprehension over pregnancy, and a general grumbling at constantly finding hormonal kids fapping in every corner or trying to make it with their peers. Again, something similar to medieval clan society, although virginity or lack thereof wouldn’t be as much of a social marker and marriage wouldn’t be the ultimate end goal for every relationship. Adults frowned sharply on certain behaviors and everyone put their nose in everybody’s business to make sure the train babies weren’t creating more train babies.
For Curtis, as the territory leader/enforcer, he held himself to a higher moral standard than the people around him half as an example and half out of guilt. It would be highly unlikely for a woman who remembered him as a predator or who had otherwise been victimized to seek him out, and Curtis didn’t (or didn’t regularly) proposition people as a general rule, not wanting to play favorites. Also Curtis made a deliberate effort to come off as asexual in order to deal with Edgar and to be seen as a parental authority figure, not someone available for strings free fucking. Curtis was probably considered ‘married to his work’ aka married to the community.
A Note On Trauma and SexCurtis is currently very emotionally numb and detached from his body due to his recent traumas, and to put it simply he just doesn't give enough of a fuck about anything to tell someone no. He's willing to pretend to be someone else and even conform to some of the expectations for that other person rather than try to be himself, and he probably won't find much reason to object if someone wants to get handsy with him. Why should he care if someone wants to fuck him or wants him to fuck them? His body might not cooperate all the time for the latter, but it doesn't matter to him. There's even some comfort in not having to make his own decisions, letting someone own and manipulate him so thoroughly that he doesn't have to take any responsibility for it. He's been a pawn before between powerful men who each manipulated him for their own ends, and he doesn't hate them for it. He's actively grateful for one of them and was happy to have been literally re-conditioned into a different person, as he's so guilty about the violence and cruelty he's capable of that it's terrifying to think of someone not holding his leash.
On that note, it needs to be said that he's perfectly capable of consent and will not do things that he doesn't agree with. He has to want to be manipulated or he'll simply shut down. Everyone and everything outside of the context of the train is alien to him, or intrusive, so he has an absolute rock solid certainty that none of these people or these circumstances are 'real' to him. They're not his people, they don't know what he is, none of them have any actual power over him in a way he cares about. For example, while most characters would find it difficult to stop the proceedings in the middle of sexual pleasure, Curtis would be more capable than others of simply disconnecting from it and walking away.
Most of the time Curtis actually does consider his body a completely separate entity. The body wants things to be easy. It wants to be warm, it wants to hunt and fuck and eat as it pleases, and Curtis remembers how terrifyingly easy that mindset was. He
was an animal trapped in the middle of a bunch of other terrified, starving, violent animals, and he clawed his way to the top of the pile through brute strength and desperation. He remembers being an apex predator and paring the world down into black and white absolutes, and part of him will always want to go back to how easy that was.
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