Young Writers Society

If there’s anything we know about fictional characters, it’s that they all have a crap ton of issues they need to work through. So that’s why one day, your character receives a business card seemingly out of nowhere. It reads,

Got trauma?
Have a complicated backstory?
Need an emotional support group?
Come on down to F.C.A., a therapeutic group for anyone who needs to work out their issues!
Accepting all species, regardless of age, gender, rank, or backstory!
If interested, pick up this card again on 5/28!

Note: No murder or war crimes shall be tolerated at any and all F.C.A. meetings since The Void Event of 2014.

Your character is curious, so they pick up the card again on the date described. They are suddenly teleported to a room with cheesy inspirational posters on the wall and a circle of chairs. In fact, they find themself sitting on one right now. Looks like it’s almost time for the meeting to begin.

Erin sat there, bored as she tapped away at their phone. What was this supposed to be? Group therapy? This place was cheesier than his husband’s office- who, ironically, just so happened to be a therapist. Why were they even here? They could just go to him, couldn’t she? He sighed, fixing their ponytail. This was so boring. Was anyone else even coming? Or was this some sick prank?

*Cleo touches the card and gets teleported*
"Ahh!...What? Where am I?"


*Cleo would sit in one of the chairs, her wings slightly extended*