A Cold Winter's Night [FULL/STARTING SOON]

"Thank you all for coming here, I realize that it is cold and getting late, so we should honestly get started."

Plot

You are you. Whoever you want to be. A letter has arrived for you and depending on who you are, it could have arrived through your little postbox, your butler may have handed it to you, or a message-hawk may have dropped it from the sky down onto your little cardboard box, however you got this letter; you've been summoned.

You've never heard of the name at the bottom, "Gray Smith". Seems a silly name, ridiculous even, but somehow familiar in that strange, deja-vu, cliche'd kind of way. There isn't much more to the letter, just that on the 24th of December at 8:00pm you will leave your home and meet this man. It's your choice if you go, but remember, even if you don't go, he could always find you.

You arrive at the square, and see other people; you thought you were going to be alone. The man is tall, in a grey suit - ironic - and with a silver goatee. You form a circle around him with the others, some wrapped up in elegant furs and cloths, others simply in rags, what a strange bunch.

The man begins, "Thank you all for coming here, I realize that it is cold and getting late, so we should honestly get started." The man stumbles forward closer to you. "This is a momentous day. You do not know how hard it has been to find you all. You are a group of people with abilities far greater than any other. You are inhuman. You can conjure and create things, lightning, earth, water. You can soar into the sky. You can fade from human sight. You all have powers. I understand that you all know this and I understand it's terrifying that I know, someone who you've never met. Oh! How you've tried to keep so secret. No, we've always known. We have always known and now so do you, each one of you knows that everyone else has a power and I'm sure you know the government would pay A LOT to know that there are those with superhuman abilities..." The man grinned under his hat and took a step back, balancing himself from slipping with his cane. "For now though, get to know each other. This won't be the last you see of me. Although next time might be." The man walked away after that, leaving the ten to themselves. Stunned at the truth that had just been blurted out.

Character Bio

Each character has a special ability or power, there will be a male/female split of 6 males 6 females. With 2 people not attending the Square Meeting (They can be two males, two females or a male and female, depending on who picks it first.)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Ability:
Strength (One strength, for example: Incredibly clever):
Weakness (Similar as above, just the opposite!):
Personality:
Description:
Background (Include what made you come to the square. Or what didn't.):

FYI: I will be the only person playing two characters, the first being Gray the second being my own. Gray will be brought in at key points.

Rules

Standard YWS rules, no god mods, etc.
Everyone must help out in some way.
Characters will be killed off at points, especially if someone disobeys rules.

Places:

Males:
Thalizar
StoryWeaver13
LoyalHeart
summergrl13

Females:
SidereaAquila
Mrs Elizabeth Darcy
LiteraryVenom
MagnusBane

Name: Alexander "Xander" Wyth

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Ability: Xander's relation to his mental illnesses has rewarded him with the ability to manipulate emotions, whatever Xander feels, the people around him too feel.

Strength: Brilliant at rational choices and knows exactly what to do in a crisis.

Weakness: Prefers to work alone and can get a bit aggressive and power-mad when his schizophrenia kicks in. He is also a xenophobe and fears new things.

Personality: Xander has a long fuse and doesn't tend to get annoyed by small things. However, his schizophrenia often takes control of him and forces in into situations that he normally would not like.

Description: Just over 6ft in height, black hair that begins to reach over his left eye. Wearing black hoodie and jeans on the night he was summoned to the square.

Background (Include what made you come to the square. Or what didn't.): Xander was born whilst his father was away at war, which he despised, but conscription had made it necessary. Xander grew up only knowing his mother's views, which were similar to his fathers, but with less interest. Xander's mother often committed adultery and brought many different men back into the home while his father fought on enemy territory. Xander grew up a peaceful life, he always expected someone different to be in his house when his mother returned from a night out and assumed this was normal. He was home schooled and had little association with the outside world, which, according to many therapists is what caused his schizophrenia to develop. Without a friend, Xander had to make his own. Soon this friend became more powerful, as Xander trusted it more and the alter-ego became more and more likely.

Xander always dreamed of the outside world, where the trees grew and the flowers blossomed, but his mother, she told him it was dangerous, far too dangerous. This trust in his mother's words slowly caused Xander to fear anything new and strange. He began to fear the men his mother brought home, but he was too weak to do anything. It was not until one night, when his mother came home early that he took action. His alter-ego took control and killed them both, his mother and the man she was with. Attacking them constantly, from what the post-mortem stated was, "More than a few hours".

Xander was not found in the home, and had escaped into the outside world. He lived in the forests around his home until his fourteenth birthday when he returned to society and stowed away on a passing ship at a port. He climbed on board and waited. Days past but finally they docked, Xander jumped off and was instantly stopped by a well-dressed man. Xander's eyes froze on him. "Excuse me young man?" The stranger said, "Are you Alexander? This letter is for you."

That evening, Xander followed the directions to the address, maybe something could be found of him there, and eventually found himself in a cold square.

Oh, why not!

Name: Bianca "Sparrow" Leerie

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Ability: Sparrow was gifted with, ironically enough, a pair of wings that resemble those of the bird whose breed is used as her nickname. These let her fly. The wings can be folded to lie flat against her back, allowing her to hide them from sight.

Strength: Very inventive, to the point where solutions to complex problems seem to come naturally to her.

Weakness: Has phobias of needles and mirrors, as well as issues with her temper.

Personality: Sparrow is a puzzling, quick-witted girl with a love of things like Sudoku and Crossword Puzzles. She's thoughtful, and sometimes speaks fragments that mean nothing to no one but her. Because of this, she's a little hyperactive, and this was the original cause for her nickname. She can't sit still for very long, and normally has to be doing one thing or another - anything from playing with her hair to the light tapping of her feet. She loves her ability, but understands she needs to keep it secret - revealing it would make her an outcast. She has a natural gift with animals, as well as a compassionate nature toward anyone or anything in pain.

Description: Sparrow is a small girl, standing at about 5'1'' and weighing 87 pounds. Her hair is just over shoulder length, thick, wavy and milk chocolate colored. Her eyes contrast nicely, being a brilliant shade of emerald green. Her wardrobe consists of mostly neutral colors - browns, blacks, creams and whites. The day she showed up at the square, she was in a pair of cream leather boots, brown skin-tight pants, a long-sleeved gray-brown shirt and a cream scarf.

Background: Sparrow grew up in an orphanage, abandoned on the doorstep with a paper stating her name and date of birth a week after she was born. She learned to take care of herself, seeing as none of the other kids really bothered with her when she was young. She got smart, though, but more street-smart than book-smart. At the age of twelve, she ran off and found a small group of kids slightly younger than her that lived in the alleys of the town where she grew up. She took care of them, in a way, which explains how sneaky she can be as well as the compassion she'll usually show to any troubled person. She hates to see people hurt. As the years went on, she eventually started working at a local pet shop, got an apartment and lives there with her group of outcasts. The day she received the letter in the mail, she didn't really know what to do. After some thought, though, she decided to go - out of curiosity more than anything else - and left a note and the money she had saved up for the kids to wake up to.

Reserving a Female who did go to the meeting.

Save me a female spot, please. Profile will be up tonight or tomorrow.

Name: Lisa Leigh Bonham-Carter

Age: 50

Gender: Female

Ability: Can “fade” into the background, making herself for all practical purposes invisible.

Strength: A professional gymnastics instructor; is incredibly fit and agile.

Weakness: Book dumb. (Never learned how to read and can’t do even basic math without a calculator.)

Personality: Lisa is outgoing, interesting, cheerful, talkative, and fun to be around, if the conversation doesn’t get too cerebral. She loves people and is good with children. Also has a great deal of drive and physical energy.

Description: Athletic build: broad shoulders with tapering hips and shapely legs. Tends to wear her medium-long, highlighted hair in a high ponytail with a head band. Face often made up in an older-woman way.

Background: Born into extreme poverty in London; never went to school. Managed to get a job and pay her way through gymnastic training. She won bronze medals in national gymnastics competitions three years in a row, and retired after winning a silver one. Currently coaching a young Olympic gymnast; dating a 45-year-old figure skater.

While at work one day, she found a letter on her desk and, pretending to be busy with something else, asked her pupil to read it to her. The pupil was so intrigued that she begged Lisa to go, and then tell her (the pupil) all about it. Lisa decided to go.

Sure, why not? It looks like you need some more male characters; this shall be interesting....

Name: Callum Lockhartt (Cal)

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Ability: Telekinesis

Strength: Very knowledgeable - has a photographic memory and is often spouting information off the top of his head

Weakness: Not socially-suave by any means, Callum tends to be awkward, shy, and much too trusting.

Personality: Cal is an upbeat, kind-hearted person with a very naive temperament. He can be shy and often says the wrong thing, but Callum always has a positive outlook on people. He's a bit of a nerd, but he's secretly proud of that fact, and can spend hours on end devouring knowledge or learning something new.

Description: mouse-brown hair that's typically messy, warm brown eyes, and pale skin. Often wears t-shirts from indie/alt bands or opts instead for a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. Has a pair of glasses that are constantly being broken.

Background (Include what made you come to the square. Or what didn't.): Callum was born in Ireland, but spent most of his life in America living with his aunt and uncle after his parents passed away in a car crash (one that he blames his telekinetic abilities for). He was in the crash as well, and spent a few years of his childhood recovering, which is where he found his passion for books and knowledge. When he got older, he accepted an old family friend's invitation to work at their music shop, but hasn't really found his passion in life yet. Finding Grey Smith's letter, Callum naively and happily intended to go to the meeting.

Thanks for your replies! I've reserved and put you down!

Name: Isabelle Wright

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Ability: Limited mind control--to the extent of making targets follow mental orders. No puppetry, or things like that.

Strength: Isabelle is very intelligent, especially with math and logic. It's very difficult to outsmart her.

Weakness: Isabelle has temper issues. She can be sarcastic and cynical, and will lash out at people if she's really angry.

Personality: Isabelle is a brain, and she knows it. She's full of useful (and useless) information, and she's well-educated in math and science. Her extensive bank of knowledge makes her a good debater, and she usually figures out how to get her way. She's usually calm and pleasant, and makes acquaintances easily. Although she finds it hard to make close friends, she's very loyal to those she has, and will defend them without question. She can be quite volatile around people she doesn't like, and although she tries not to start fights, she won't stop them, either. Despite her capacity for logic, she knows when to follow her heart, too. She can be stubborn in this regard, and that sometimes creates more problems than it solves.

Description: Isabelle stands at five feet seven inches, weighs about 110 pounds, and has an elegant hourglass frame. She has curly, dark red hair, usually in a bun or ponytail, and warm cinnamon brown eyes. Her skin is very pale, and she has a few freckles on her nose and cheeks. Her face is stately and angular, and she has a pretty smile. A typical outfit for Isabelle includes a short skirt, leggings, her favorite knee-high boots, a blouse or sweater, and a coat, scarf, and gloves if she needs them.

Background: Isabelle grew up in a very rich family, but her parents were cold and controlling, and very rarely actually listened to her. She began to resent them at a very early age, and still hates them. When her father died, she hoped her relationship with her mother would improve, but it just continued in a downward spiral. Isabelle left home for college as soon as she could, and finished her degree in astronomy a few years ago. She's part of a high-profile research team now, but she's taking a break from that to work on her graduate thesis.

Shortly after finishing her bachelor's degree two years ago, she met Will, a navy officer based in California. They dated for about a year before Will asked Isabelle to marry him. Unfortunately, he was killed shortly afterward in an accident at sea. Although Isabelle has gotten back into her work, she hasn't really recovered, and has trouble talking about the incident. She went to the square because it sounded interesting, and she needed a change of pace.

Male please, yes thank you.

Hey All! Author here, quick question, do you think we should begin with just us 6? Should be good enough?

I'm fine either way. :3

Once LoyalHeart has their application up, we can start :3

Name: Kamil Rocco

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Ability: Multiply into different clones, this doesn't effect any of his abilities, the clones only answer to him and him alone.

Strength (One strength, for example: Incredibly clever): Master Hunter, always knows where to put an arrow no matter the target, also knows the tricks of the trade of being a hunter.

Weakness (Similar as above, just the opposite!): Isn't very knowledgeable or social he's one of those "I'll shut up and I'll do as I'm told." kind of guys. he's not stupid or book dumb, but isn't the greatest when it comes to stuff like Reading or Math or Science.

Personality: Kamil is the kind of guy who lets the group do the talking, normally letting the brains talk and he'll side with him or her. But this doesn't mean Kamil won't let what he thinks go unheard. He'll sometimes even argue someone all the way to hell, no matter the person. Kamil is extremely aware of his surroundings and is sharp to the sounds and things around him, the second he hears something out of the ordinary he'll draw his hunting knife before anything else can happen. He's a hunter and not one to be beaten easily.

Description: Ivan has his hair cut extremely short, military like. Likes to wear stuff that is extremely light and barely makes any to no noise, Kamil enjoys the alone time he gets. He likes to hunt game, and is a big time hunter looking to go pro. He carries two knives he uses for hunting and combat, a compound bow that he again uses for hunting and combat. and finally two quivers of arrows. One light blue quiver has regular arrows the other is a black quiver with explosive tipped arrows that he only uses if worse comes to worse. The light blue quiver is stacked with a hundred arrows, the black one is filled with fifty explosive tipped arrows.

Background (Include what made you come to the square. Or what didn't.): Kamil came from a rich family, he was raised with the intention of becoming a Master Hunter. Which he didn't mind, his schooling was very hard and mentally straining, so he really did enjoy the time he got hunting or practicing with his weapons. He started learning the trade with his dad, who taught Kamil everything he knows, By time he was sixteen he had trained with the best hunter there was, learning everything from him possible. When he was nineteen his father had passed away due to a heart attack. Kamil was hit hard cause he was close with his father, it took a few days before Kamil got back out in the forest and hunted again.

It was a full year later, Kamil had a note drop out of the sky by a hawk that had flown overhead. Kamil looked around carefully before picking up the note, when he read it, he had looked around carefully for anyone watching. Kamil only came to see if this was a summons to a secret Hunter's competition, only to be proven wrong.

Name: Emma Harris

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Ability: She can manipulate and walk through shadows

Strength: She's very good at finding out information

Weakness: She's very shy and can be indecisive

Personality: Emma is very timid and quiet. The smile of a cute guy or the rudeness of a stranger can reduce her to a blushing, spluttering mess. She's actually very witty and funny around the few people that she's comfortable with, but she's horribly awkward in social situations.

Description: A slight, pretty girl with long dark hair. She's very pale and has a bad habit of looking at the ground when she talks. She usually dresses plainly in jeans and a t shirt to avoid calling attention to herself. She is typically seen carrying around a book in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other. She has a long, faded scar down the back of her arm from a horseback riding accident when she was twelve.

Background: Emma is a junior in college, majoring in music. She grew up on a very profitable racehorse farm in southern Ohio and is expected to take over the family business one day, but for now she's following her passion for music, to the disapproval of her parents. She's very artsy and is an aspiring mystery novel writer. She also loves to paint and draw.

She works part time in a local used bookstore. While she was unpacking a new shipment of books one day, she found the letter tucked into an old encyclopedia. The invitation was too much like a scene from the mystery novels she loves so much to pass up. Besides, she didn't really want to spend all night at her parents' annual Christmas Eve party, where her mother would no doubt try to hook her up with every bachelor in the room. She overcomes her shyness and sneaks out of the party without bothering to change, and shows up at the square in a dress.