BlackCat

The White Walls of a White Room

Yeah, go ahead

Summer Camp for Supernaural Teens

Name
Miko Kogora
Age
14
Power
Telepathy
Appearance

Bio
Miko was born into a large family. They were well off, and so Miko's family could support themselves. Miko was in the middle of her family. She had older siblings but unfortunately not all of them worked super hard to take care of the younger siblings. As a response to this, Miko matured quickly and always helped around the house.
Miko discovered her powers of Telepathy early on, she always seemed to know what others wanted, but she never told anyone that she could read thoughts, nor would use directly voice other's opinions. Since Miko couldn't control her power and shut it off, she simply learned to keep it to herself.
Outside of the house,Miko was normal, she was quiet and didn't talk much. She scored great on tests, trying not to use her telepathy to cheat. She had a few friends, but she wasn't a social butterfly. All in all, Miko didn't stand out a whole much.

The White Walls of a White Room

"Well, if there are any suspicious cracks or faint lines on the was, then you try to push it. If it moves then you did it. And if you just kinda tap on the wall and it moves, you've done it again. But really, just try to see if you can figure out if these walls open up," Arc said as she gently shoved a part of the wall. It didn't move but Arc felt an odd crease like hing on the wall. Small, barely noticeable, but it could have to do with something. She moved a bit further and shoved again. There was some movement. The wall moved. Arc pulled out her knife and scratched an X on the wall. Noting that something was there.

The White Walls of a White Room

"We can't let a stupid PA announcement from our kidnapper drive us apart. But if you feel you can't trust us because we may be in league with the kidnapper, go ahead. Sit out, try and analyze us. Do what you need to do to trust us while we go ahead and work our asses off to try and get out. So go ahead. Pick a side. But if your gonna trust us then you can't sit by and let others do the work. Kay," Arc told the group before reaching into her jacket. She pulled out a Swiss Army knife and walked over to a wall. Core walked over to her and she crouched down, letting the white cat stand on her shoulders. Arc began to tap on the wall. It budge if there were doors. So trying the walls would help. And if she found a door then Arc would mark it with her knife.

The White Walls of a White Room

@DigitalFlamer
don't worry, it's still open. Your CS is nice, too.

On another thought, we should probably get a co-gm

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"Well, I remember first waking up in a lab, surrounded by scientists; I remember the faces of what I can assume to be my family, as well as their deaths. I remember getting Core, and I have one more fragment but I'm still not sure exactly what it is. It's me running through alleys seemingly chasing someone in the dark and dreary alleyway, guns in hand, definitely chasing thought. That fragment makes me think I hunted people, maybe a cop or something or working with the mob, I don't know which but those seem like the best explanations for that fragment. Oh, and my name is Arc Magrave and my cat's name is Core," Arc finished. She looked around a bit before a sharp and loud siren sounding noise came from the PA system.

"Welcome. Welcome. Welcome. Now as some of you have figured out you have been kidnapped, that's right, kidnapped. This is not a dream. I have wiped all of your memories and taking anything that could be used to easily kill someone, like Arc's two pistols for example. I have left you all in this room and you want to escape. But I'll give you a goal and a hint. You want to escape. Not all the walls are as empty as they seem. " the PA system switched off.

The White Walls of a White Room

@YamiCuoreLaroux
"Yeah, she's my cat. Her name's Core," Arc told Sonja.
"And I don't think your dreaming, though I am not sure where we are or what has happened, or why I don't have many memories. I mean, I have some fragments, bits and pieces, but not much. I wonder if this is kidnapping. But I'm sure we'll find out what's going on," Arc said, trying not to rant. For some reason the idea of kidnapping intrigued her. A fragment came to her attention. Running through alleys, eyes piercing straight forwards set on their target. Guns in hand, chasing, sirens, police cars. The scene was nostalgic. Police cars, lighters, guns, the whole thing was very close to her. Arc reached into her jacket and felt the gun holsters. Apparently Arc normally carried guns.

The White Walls of a White Room

Bump

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Arc looked at the newly awakened residents of this room. She fiddled with her jacket, playing with the material. She noticed a pair of glasses next to Sonja. Arc walked over, picking them up and offering them to him.
"These yours?" she asked, wondering slightly about his question in German. She knew it was German but she was t really good with the language and so Arc didn't fully understand the question.
While offering the glasses, Arc's jacket flared out slightly, the two empty gun holsters more visible. Core had also walked down her arm and leapt onto Sonja, large green eyes, taking in every aspect about him.

The White Walls of a White Room

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