My name is
Gwennyth Alarice Meia. But most call me Gwen. But my brother likes to say my full name when he pretends I’m in big trouble or something.
I started
training at them same age as my twin brother, which was at the age of five. It takes thirteen years to complete training so I have just graduated at the age of 18.
I am told I am
classified as a Neon, unlike my brother. It’s difficult to hide my power, seeing as when I walk down a path with any plants at all in them, they shake and shiver with my prescence. I’m not very noticeable by my appearance, just like any other 18 year old girl. I have chesnut brown and black hair with blue eyes, unlike my brother who has brown eyes. I am an average height of 5’6. I am thin, slim, whatever you call it. My face is angled, like my brothers and my skin is slightly tanner than Vas’ or Ron’s, but only because plants need sunlight to survive, right? So I stay outside longer than normal, in hopes to catch as much rays as I can. My skin is soft and isn’t really sensitive at all, but I shouldn’t speak too soon. As for apparel, I just wear what everyone else around here does, the street clothes and the cloak. I do however wear a rose necklace, symbolizing my difference to others.
I am an Abnormal, like Vas and Ron. This is because of the uniqueness of my ability, and how it can be used. Not only can I control plants, but I feel them and live like them too. My power is one that is pretty useful and significant, seeing as how many things it includes. I can make a poisonous toxin emit from my body when I’m being attacked. Almost like a skunk can when they’re scared or whatever. Thorns reopen their previous holes in my skin when I need some extra defence, and that also happens when I reach a certain temperature.
I symbolize a rose, sweet and pretty looking on the outside, but once you reach in to pluck it from its roots, you get the thorns. Like I’ve said, I can put on quite the act to be sweet and gentle, but once you provoke me I
will get prickly. I have been said to lash out at times of high stress, but is this my fault? Hardly. This plays along with my power aswell. With a high heart rate things will tense up inside of me and I will snap. ‘Gwennerose’ My brother calls it. I’m sure my most important and true
personality traits are that I am clever, swift-minded, headstrong, and trustworthy. All things of a loyal woman. When a problem comes my way, I can solve it, but only if Velasco hasn’t already. I am strong in my belief, and not easily manipulated. I don’t fall for any acts but my own, honestly. That’s about it...
As for my
history, just like my brother I joined training at a young age, and don’t remember much. But I do recall the stories of my Legendary mother, who fought to regain freedom to herself and the others. That is what I remember of my past history, before the training began. Training was a long and difficult process to get where I am today. Which is practically nowhere until our first mission takes off. That process included many years of hard work and getting the skills I have today. Not only do I know how to responsibly know how to use my powers, but my attitude aswell. So, that’s pretty much my past, but what will be my future?
Writing Sample:I could feel the plants stretch forward in my direction as I spoke to Vasco, yearning to speak to me themselves. We carried out a nice little conversation. But as I went to look him in the eyes, hoping for who knows what, he dropped them to the ground. I cut the chatter and focused on what we were supposed to be doing, which was finding out way. “I think if we turn here we’ll-“
I was interrupted by a loud sound. His foot against something, of course. “Ow.” He said, and them my brother came up from the back of the group, complaining about Vas’ manners and such. To be honest, I didn’t really care. But then he seemed to mentally drag me with him as Velasco limped behind.