We are all prisoners but some of us are in cells with windows and some without. @Elle Joyner Name: Osiel Matteo Hendrix Age: 25 Overview: Even from a young age, Osiel was more logical than the people around him. As a child, he liked puzzles and matching games more than colouring or stacking blocks and when he played outside with other children, he liked games with set rules and winners. He always preferred things like sports to games of chance, and thus, excels at strategy games like Hearts, Chess, and Go. He sees the world around him in numbers and lines, events and consequences, and prides himself in being exceedingly rational. He has always been able to think through problems to solutions as to pick out the best one and, much to his delight, he's usually right. Since he's so used to being right for his own self, he does have a tendency to just assume that he knows what's best for everyone, even though he really doesn't. He has been known to tell people what to do or judge people for mistakes he's sure he would never had made. Osiel is very good at sharing with others and always has been. He is willing to lend a pen, but usually just assumes work tasks because he finds people usually prefer when they don’t have to do things. He is protective of his emotions, unlike his material possessions. He hides his emotions behind a facade of humor when he's inspired to be in a group setting, though also knows the value of alone time. Despite his flaws, Osiel is not an entirely bad person, and once someone gets to know him well enough, it's plain to see that his negative feelings towards other people usually stem from discomfort with his own self. He does genuinely care about people's well being and can often be empathetic towards others when he isn't completely wrapped up in himself. When his co-worked signed him up for a volunteer relief group that specialized in building schools for the world's most needy children as a prank, Osiel one-upped that pesky co-worker and agreed to go on the six month trip. Assigned Colombia, Osiel, almost eager to practice his Spanish roots, felt eager to step on the plane to Colombia's Metropolitan airport. Things went exceedingly well during his volunteer trip for the first few weeks: he helped worked on building a school, travelled, met the locals, tasted the cuisine, everything was great. Until things stopped being great. Name: Marisol Rojas Age: 20 Overview: Young and sheltered, Marisol has spent most of her life in a bubble, believing the world around her and the people in it are a lot better than they actually are. A gifted violinist, an artist and generally free spirited, Marisol does not seem like the product of a generally ruthless cartel boss, though whether or not she's entirely naive to her father's line of work or she makes it a point to be oblivious isn't often easy to tell. With no siblings, and having lost her mother at a young age, Marisol grew up on their family compound surrounded by a revolving door of approved nannies and tutors. Throughout all, however, her most favored life lessons came from the television programs she watched - old sitcoms, which ultimately instilled in her a love for American culture and it's people. Passionate and kindhearted, Mari is virtually the polar opposite of her father, but like any good daughter ought to be, she has always been exceptionally obedient. She is not, however, without flaws... namely a temper that, while incredibly rare, can be quite volatile.