Young Writers Society

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Power: Vines

Her long, dark brown hair reaches her mid-back. She has cold, hazel eyes, trained to conceal her fear. Usually she will only wear a t-shirt and worn jeans. Standing at about 5' 6", Jenn is average height and has a relatively slim body.

Even though she's toughened up the last few months, Jenn is still relatively timid. She is usually very quiet and stays toward the back of places or even in the shadows. Before she even says anything, Jenn will usually psych herself out of speaking, by thinking about the reactions she'll recive if she does so. Living alone most of her life, Jenn doesn't have many friends, nor does she make them easily. She may not have a short fuse, but when she's set off, she practically goes berserk.

Jenn's lived in Alanta all her life, and she hasn't had the hardest life, compared to some others. Her mother was extemely ill, and often forgot she even had a daughter. Jenn learned quickly how to take charge, and be the house keeper. Taking the role as the woman of the house by age twelve, Jenn learned when to be quiet and let things go their own path, and when to interfere to get what she needed. No matter the extra work, along with school, that Jenn had to do, she still had a roof over her head and some money to get by, from her mother's disability checks.

She has a kind round face and is very tall and slim. Short afro-like black hair and soft brown eyes. She has dainty fingers which is good for art (among other things) Always smiling. Usually wearing a something long sleeved combined with a scarf and jeans

Carla has tried staying out of everyone's way since they've been shut in. She has become more independent, but is still a fairly soft person. She keeps up her art and is afraid of harming anyone who approaches her due to the death of her sister (caused by her power accidently.) Now is lonely and afraid of unwillingly harming others

Worked in an art store and looked after her sister who was only a year younger than her but was disabled, so depended on her quite a lot. Struggled to manage finances for both of them seeing as the art shop business wasn't going too well.

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Power: Pheromones

Abbey tries to always be crisp and clean. The name of the game is professional. Her red hair is almost always pulled back. Her face is open and friendly, and paired with a slow refined drawl, she makes an approachable package. She’s petite and pale. On the inside of her arm, high enough up for the customary blazer to cover, she has a tattoo

Abbey comes off kind and collected, on the quiet side. This is mostly on purpose. She is very careful to control and hide feelings and thoughts. Under her calm exterior, she’s bursting with emotions, often conflicting. When it comes to denying herself certain things, her willpower is pathetic, but if she has a goal in front of her, she’s hard to dissuade. She takes family and commitments seriously, but also has a bad habit of blaming others or her situation for her own problems.

Abbey has always been closest with her brother. Rebellious and wild as a child, Abbey left home as soon as she could at 18 and didn't plan to look back. She only stopped in Atlanta because she’d run out of money to get her places and doesn’t know what she would have done if she hadn’t been lucky and gotten in the escort business in which she was extremely professional and very successful. She had remade herself when her brother found her, and- to her shame- he knew exactly what she was doing to make money. He didn’t make the fuss she was expecting and found work in Atlanta to be with her. He was outside of Atlanta when the wall went up. All Abbey really wants is to get back in touch with her brother.

Will stands at an impressive height of 187cm, with a lean built and taut muscles that clearly brands him as a martial art dancer. His hair which cuts off just a few cm off the shoulders are usually uncombed dyed-black tresses,combined with few strands of hair that falls over his eyes, Will has the typical appearance on a punk. Will has a pair of firm set sterling silver eyes that is constantly kept in a state of careful politeness or apathy, he has a soft facial structure with a slightly defined jaw and pale skin. His pale lips is often curved into a gentle smirk that contrasts with his eye. Will sport dark coloured clothes, especially hoodies and loose trousers, with multiple sew-in pockets with strange objects store inside.

Despite his half-ragged and street-kid appearance, Will has a disquieting aura about him, beneath the polite surface his eyes always seem to hold layers of simmering darkness. Will can tolerate many things, in fact there has been few times where he was truly irritated. His face, ever calm and blank would only reply in a monotonous voice. Will also has a very bad case with authority or people who acts condescendingly around him, there is no prediction as to the consequences of this as few has even try to impose on him. He’s reticent and polite at best, cutting with his words and with a logic hard as ice. Will cannot tolerate ill-decisions that involves him, due to his personality. He befriends no one, trust no one though there has been several in his past whom had impressed him with their recklessness and the ability to defy the impossible.

Once upon gaining Will’s trust, or perhaps approve is a better word. There is no guarantee he will have your back, in Will’s mind he balances whom he should help in terms of benefits to himself. Though, as every normal male. Will is attracted to the opposite sex and there has been a case in the past when he had gone out of his usual ways merely to make an impression on a particular female. If anything could count against Will, it is the ancient power of love and attraction.

Many has been victims of Will’s deft daggers and sharp words, even so, he does not harm one without considering the consequences or taking their situation into consideration. There is no doubt that once Will’s decision has been made it is final, though he will not make a life-changing decision without careful consideration of the impact. Though Will is a cold and reticent man, he is not one without heart. If he has commit to an act of wrongness, he will try his best to fix this. Will, despite all his rules of trusting no one has been searching for a trustworthy companion all his life.

Will’s clothing and personality was due to his history. Will had been brought up at a foster home care till the age of six. The environment was harsh, the food was horrible often consisting of slushy porridge or washed down cordial and bread in the mornings, soggy sandwiches and spaghetti bolognese for dinner. Will was one of the younger, and weaker kids at that time often bullied by others, there came a rare chance when he befriend someone much older than him during a punishment, he learnt to defend himself with fighting tactics. Utter loneliness and cynicism has already planted its seed deep inside Will’s heart from this point. Though Will had never been one for the brains, surprisingly it was during a particular violent fight that dented Will’s right head side that improved his intelligence. Will attended school on gap days, coming and going as he liked yet his exams had always stayed at the top of the grade. Upon graduation, Will expressed an unusual in the study of blood or the human anatomy, majoring in both biology and hematology Will entered university at the age of 14.After this, he dropped the street language and picked up on the more formal dialect. Will was one of the few that was ordered into the Wall yet he could not care less if he was outside or inside, he knew the streets and alleyways of Atlanta like the back of his hand from the years of his childhood and teenage years. Will is considered as one of the most dangerous if not unpredictable harbingers, as there is no telling as to which side he will tilt.