[h2][center][color=ed1c24]Rika Roux[/color][/center][/h2]

After being escorted to her room by one of the few horse dolls of the apocalypse, Rika first laid on the floor of her room to get the feel of her room the place that she will be staying for this thing that was going on. Rika began rolling around on the floor, as she began bumping the walls as she tumbled around. Thoughts began to fill her head, not ones of where anyone could be, or if someone had died yet, or even if those dolls were just sitting around outside her room. The mummy's thoughts were how soft was monokuma's fur if there was fur on him at all if he did she wondered if his coat was different on both sides, like if the darker side was slick, and cool while the lighter portion is fuzzy. 

The second her ankles met the odd extended stick, Rika pulled herself off the floor and dusted her cloak off. The mummy grabbed the stick and examined it's weird second handle meant to hold something flat in its rubber holding the firebug attempted to jam her cassette player into the rubber holder only for it to be too big to fit into it properly. After what felt like hours of trying to squeeze the cassette player into the thing, the mummy just stopped feeling as if she was just banging rocks together. Rika walked into the bathroom dragging the stick behind her and stopped in her tracks when she noticed the mirror in the bathroom, like an animal seeing a mirror for the first time. 

Rika stared at the reflective glass and put her bandaged hand on it for couple seconds, after looking at herself for a long enough time, she swung the selfie stick at the mirror and shattered the glass, when it's bits laid on the bathroom floor scatted among her feet. Rika recoiled back from the multiple images and attempted to sweep the pieces to the door with the beat up stick. As she got the mirror's pieces into her trash bin, she noticed her makeshift broom was labeled a "selfie stick" when she figured out the makeshift broom was used to take pictures the mummy began swinging the stick at the wall aiming at the corner. 

The moment the stick connected with the wall, the holder for the camera or phone broke off and now Rika had a pointy stick with wires spewing out the end of it. Before she attempted to swing it at the wall again, Rika stopped herself a thought came to her mind about the blind woman she could use this to get around a little better, or poke people with it or smack people with it. 

Rika dove into her bed and spun around to have her blanket cover most of her bandaged body, she shoved her face into her pillow and closed her eyes just waiting as time passed. The second she awoke from her slumber she slipped out of her covers and made her way to the door with the stick in hand. As she stepped out into the hallway, the mummy began heading down the corridor, with an idea she knew where to go for breakfast, she started going to the breakroom with the stick dragging on the ground behind her. As she continued, the mummy ended up meeting up with Ice and the guy that liked running she overheard him asking who he should give the should give the blade he was holding too.

Rika closed in on him with her broken selfie stick and examined the sword from her position and played her cassette tape."[color=ed1c24] Medeviel knights.[/color]" She stopped it instantly without continuing it, then played."[color=ed1c24]Knights.[/color]" Again. As she put her cassette player away she wondered if he understood the brief message,  She looked at Davis before loading a new tape into her recorder."[color=ed1c24] Hello, my name is Rika.[/color]" A processed female voice emerged from the device."[color=ed1c24] How are you? I'm fine.[/color]" The tape responded to itself. 

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