LordofthePies

Don't let me drown (open for more characters)

"Not really, they could kill us all by putting poison gas in the vents, or one of the teachers could break out an AK-47 and gun us down. This place seems like a setup to me, and I don't like it," Venin looked towards the teacher standing by the exit door, then back to Serah. "Then again, I never liked gatherings."

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Ren held out the lamp, "Don't make a mess, and you can use the lamp," she knew that the only thing she kept from home would be smashed to bits, but now she was a little more on board with the idea of breaking down the door. "Also, what's that about pizza-mozzarella?"

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Ren sighed and turned off the lamp. She took the opportunity to move away from the door, she didn't like the idea of messing with something they didn't fully understand. She had a bad impression of most everyone here, except the big guy didn't seem so bad. Gyro seemed selfish, and the Silencer was a bit too commanding for her liking. Ren once again hugged the warm lamp. She thought of the bullets, she didn't like the idea of exploding one, but she had nothing better to go on. So, she stayed away from the door that they were going to attempt to blow off it's hinges.

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Alright.

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"It must be very different where you from, in my home, that's exactly what they expect," at his next request, Ren clutched her lamp to her chest. She carefully moved towards the door, still protectively holding the lamp she stole from her last target. Why am I so protective of a lamp that's not even mine? Ren thought as she flicked the lamp on and held it out for the man in red armor.

@Frengo

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Civilian?! Ren straightened herself and tucked the lamp under one arm. She looked the Silencer in what she figured was his eyes and glared. "From my experience with prisons, it's never a good idea to attempt to break out on your first day. This prison, looks to be more advanced than the ones I work with, so it would have more advanced ways to prevent a prisoner's escape," her glare seemed to drill a hole in his helmet, clearly showing her opinion towards this suit of armor ordering her around.

@Frengo

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"I don't believe breaking that door open would be a very good idea," Ren tilted her head to the side, "Sir?" she continued to hug the lamp as she moved away from both the door and the giant. At this point, she was just waiting for something to explode. That's when she noticed, her weapons were gone. Now the lamp in her hands was the only the reminder of home. Ren did not like this place, and she was unsure of how she felt about the others here. Her eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, and she found five others in the room. That was five too many.

@Frengo

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Ren stood up and looked towards the trashcan she was resting on. Giant naked molerat corpses were everywhere. It was a little unsettling as she walked into the station. Somehow, a dead molerat was on the counter, looking like it was about to hand a customer their change. She gave a sigh through her nose at that. If the bodies weren't an obvious sign that someone had cleared this place out, the odd placement of the molerat was. She heard soft piano music coming from inside the room behind the counter. Ren walked towards the area and peeked inside, finding a small yellow stereo next to the wall. Figuring it might be good for something later on, she picked it up and walked outside of the station.
She kicked a molerat out of her path as she took a left down the road. The radio played Mars, The Bringer of War, as she walked. Ren heard the explosion before she saw the source. Other creatures were here, ones that were smart enough to pull a trigger. That was far more unsettling than the dead hairless animals behind her.

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Ren held her dagger in her small hand, her green eyes glaring at the sleeping man in front of her. She slowly crept towards him, reading herself to make the kill. She raised her blade and aimed for his chest, but before it plunged into his flesh, a portal appeared behind her. Ren pivoted towards the source, now standing, wide-eyed at the thing before her. The force began to pull her in, but nothing else. In her panic, she grabbed a lamp, then was pulled inside.
In the unknown room she found herself in, Ren tucked away her dagger and held onto the lamp. Other's were in here with her, which wasn't a good sign. She slowly moved herself to what she thought was a corner, but blindly bumped into a rather large man who looked ready to tear her head off.
She hugged the lamp, unsure of what to do in this situation, since attempting to kill him didn't seem like the best thing to do at the moment.

@Swagmeister

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Name: Ren Geovani
Age: 28
Universe: The Witcher (3 to be exact)
Occupation: Mercenary
Appearance (Links, photos or descriptions)

Personality: A hard-working and stubborn woman, she is difficult to move if she doesn't like the opinion and she often tries to sway people towards her ways of thinking. Ren is very calm and protective of everyone she encounters, even strangers. She takes pride in her job and gets slightly offended when someone says something bad about her line of work. She doesn't mind seeing a little blood, after all, she gets paid to stab people.
Weapons:
A simple dagger, a greatsword, and a shortsword. Lots of swords.
Skills:
Excellent at sneaking and swordsmanship, hunting, setting and disarming traps (goes with hunting I suppose).
Powers:
Can temporarily slow down time to make kills easier, usually lasts 10 normal minutes.