Actual Name: Paige Magdalene Meadows
Age: 17
Six Digit Providence Code: 421365
How You Came to Providence:
Whisper wouldn't call herself a slut... She just had a lot of love to give. Sure, she'd had sex with a few of her friends, both male and female, but hey, what was the harm in that? It was all just a bit of fun! She wasn't ready for commitment. Hell, she was just a kid.
She lived in a house filled with numerous people; artists, intellectuals, hippies, drug addicts. It was a great life. It was a 24 seven party! Every morning, she'd wake up, get stoned and start painting. She loved painting, especially animals. She adored animals so much that she was vegetarian. She also loved dancing, singing and writing poetry, all of those 'vulgar' things. She also loved nature. She often spent hours climbing trees and singing from these heights, it made her feel glorious.
Her dad was a guitarist and they'd been getting high together since she was 14. Well, that changed a year ago when he got taken of to the Providences of the Damned. Why? He'd never hurt anybody! He was a great man, and talented, too!
'Whisper' became the name Paige went by when she started using it to sign off pieces of art she and the other members of her house created, sometimes just beautiful decorations, other times magnificent works filled with messages, all hung around various parts of the 'Clean' Cities. It was a bit of a rebellion, really. She began using the name after a message she had painted on one particular piece of art: "First, they are but whispers, but when we whisper in unison, it becomes a shout and soon, they will no longer be able to ignore us. They will have to hear us".
Of course, she should have known that eventually she would be caught. Someone had tipped them off about her vibrant home... and they'd been keeping watch of her after the incident with her dad, anyway. "Miss Paige Magdalene Meadows. You are hereby under arrest for the following crimes; engaging in homosexual activity, the creation and distribution of art, the use of prohibited substances, conspiring against the Capitol and treason. You are now to become a citizen of the Providences of the Damned. It is where filth like you belong".
Treason? Wasn't that a bit much? Really!?
And so, Whisper was sent to live her life out here, among all the other sinners. She wondered how many of them were just as innocent as her, guilty only of being themselves. She sold a bit of LSD here and there to get by and hoped to find her father among all this madness.