Name: Ellie Crane
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
History: Ellie always felt ignored. She couldn't voice her opinion to people who wouldn't look or wouldn't give her the time to turn text to speech. She tried to warn people of oncoming disaster, but failed. Who would listen to a random mute stranger? The answer? The Internet. She couldn't sense disaster though a phone, so it was perfect. She could escape her powers. She could be normal. And she relished every second of it. Ellie didn't care if she was considered nonsocial by her family. She knew she was social. Probably more talkative then they'd ever be in their lifetime. And she ignored the people offline who wouldn't give her the time of day. Soon, her parents had enough of her staying in her room and sent her off to Blackmire, thinking she'd have to socialize if she was in a new place. Little did they know they were just stressing her out by putting her around a bunch of people.

Looks: long light blonde hair she keeps in a braid, brown eyes, tall. She likes long dresses, but only wears them every once in a while

Abilities: She can sense danger (since sensing death wouldn't work out well in a roleplay) and once she does, she screams silently. It's uncontrollable

Personality: She gets scared for other people a lot. She has a lot to say, but she can't say it, so she types it on her phone or signs it. She's a major fangirl and feels like the Internet understands her better than real people.

Species: Banshee

Weapon: a dagger if she ever needs it

Other: She's mute, but not by choice. She can't stand crowds.