Hazily you return to conciousness, though blinding whiteness of the room... well blinding you. Eventually your eyes adjust to the light, and you are able to look around yourself. There are six other people in the room with you. There's nothing else in the room however, except for a door and... is that a black feather in the wall? This seems somewhat familiar... Someone stands up and grabs the note, reading it silently at first, before, trembling, reads it out loud for the rest of you.
"Good morning, dears, and welcome to the tournament. I would like to thank you for coming. Introductions aside, you're all here to get something done.
If you notice, there is but one door out of this room. It is locked. You'll also notice that, other than yourselves and the clothing you are wearing, there is nothing else in the room.
And yet, there are seventeen keys in that room. The problem? When mixed with certain acids, they will disintegrate within two hours. I do believe you all ate... exactly one hour ago, yes.
You've each also been injected with a poison. A poison which relies on your adrenaline, which will dilute the poison. However, if you do nothing, you will die. At the end of this, is the antidote. How far will you go to save your own life?
The fun begins now."
You don't know why, but this does seem oddly familiar. You stand up, and check yourself. You have your clothes. That's... about it. Your usual weapons are gone. As it would, it appears so are the weapons of everyone else. You try the door, to no luck. It... looks like you'll need to get that key to get out of here...

Before the chaos that was inevitable could consume the fragile atomosphere, a young girl cleared her voice and won the on edge attention of everyone else in the room. "OK, so, we all have a bit of a minor problem here, so our kind narrator so showed. Please take this moment to applause the narrator's efforts, as those lines probablem weren't easy to read." ...She... actually pauses for a moment to let people clap... It doesn't take much to say that few if none complied.
"Now, as a natural leader and an elite mercenary, I promise to make sure that as many as possible survive this ordeal (though I come first)! If not, I will make sure you die for a good cause, and I'll try to make it relatively quick!"
She then reaches over and grabs an adrogenous person that looks even younger than her (deidara's character). "This here is one of my subordinates. Everyone, say hello to Mr. Hakuya, who is male and is an insane assassin that craps tea and death. Now, he is a professional, so I am sure, even under these circumstances, he can perform a (somewhat) painless kill. So, the question is, which one of you five feel like becoming a martyr?"

((Edit: My character's name is Elle Swanne, though she is more recognized by the name Kunoichi. [I'm aware of how generic that name is.]))

A suit of black and silver armor that had been sitting lifeless in the corner came to life. After Shaking itself briefly to get a layer of dust off, it took a few experimental steps forward toe nsure it's legs were functioning properly. it then turned it's attention to the person going on about someone becoming a martyr. Verloren, who was in fact a being using the suit of armor as a vessel, felt somewhat confused. How could this man ask complete strangers to die for him, and several other strangers, and expect it to happen? It made no sense to him. Deciding to put that matter on hold, it began to run a diagnostic of what it currently had available to itself. A dim light shined forth from it's eye's as it finished it's check, having found it's knwoledge to be primarily intact, though parts of it seemed to be damaged, for some reason or another.

A boy stands up, seeminly unaffected by the light, and looks towards Kunoichi. After studying the situation he yells towards her,"You have a point with the no unneccesary bloodshed, but you have no right to decide who dies! You're just a coward hiding behind another human! Now I don't want to kill you, but if you start killing the innocent ones here, I will be forced to kill you." He then reaches to his back for his sword finding it gone. (He was unconcious for the narration.) He then curses under his breath, while making a ball of light sorround his right hand and a ball of dark energy surround his left hand.

She wags her right index finger back and worth. "Now, now, I never said I would decide who should become a martyr; no, it's a volenture position. Also, this man here," she pats Hakuya a few times on the shoulder, "Is not human. In fact, I am honestly not sure what he is. I am sure he would not mind explaining his origins to use, but I do believe we are running out of time. So, if you would stop with your shinanigins, could we please get down to busy? I am a very busy girl, and I really don't want to waste more time than is necessary. Time is money."

A slender man sat up, his coat jingling slightly. He stood up, straight, his hands behind his back. His hair went easily down to his shoulders, and even over his right eye. His eyes, a weird sight they were. They had the pupil of a normal human, but they didn't seem like any other eye's most people had seen before. Red, filled with knowledge, and even a bit cold. His smile, ever so wicked, stretched a little further when he stood.

He lifted an arm from behind his back. His coat was long and black, going further in the back, in rips of course, and stopping a little earlier in the front. It had buttons, that only a few were being used. He had metal cuffs, and weird writing on those cuffs. He had on white gloves, with a skull ring on his right hand.

He clapped a little, cackling, looking at their "Leader" (Clix) with a sort of weird admiration. "So quick to place the death on other people, are we?" He put his left hand in it's pocket, the right tilting with his thumb touching with his middle finger. "So quick to be our leader, and already placing rank." He looked around the room, "What makes you so better then any of us? What makes you so high that you can instantly be god and ask people to martyr themselves. Why don't you offer yourself? If you aren't saying that your better then us. I severely doubt you are."

He looked at the mentioned "Assasian." He shook his head, "I see she already has you as her lacky. Don't you realize, only one can survive? I bet she would so easily cut you off when she had no use for you. I can see it in her eyes, as she said it herself, time is money." He rolled his hand around, his fingers moving in as they cracked. "I bet, a person of her standing, would so easily cut you down if you weren't to her benefit anymore." He even sighed, "I doubt she even lets you do anything for yourself. Look at her, already relying on you. That doesn't seem very fair to you, now is it?"

He looked directly into the young girls eyes, "So tell me, what reason we have to trust you? How can we know you won't so easily stab us in the back. Like you probably have others."

She smiled sweetly. Her head tilted to the side a bit, thus causing her short brown hair to sway a little. "To begin with, how many here have formed their own company? How many have fought in a war against beings so wicked and twisted that you would have prefered death than to be their prisoner? How many here have already died, yet forced to live through life again? How many here have faced such ordeals and can still move on progressively? Yes, I will do my best for self-preservation, but that doesn't mean I will simply back-stab you. I am greedy, but does that make me honorless? Lastly, if at least four of make it far enough, we might be able to finally break through this madman's trap. Everything has a weak-point, including schemes and buildings. Sadly, from what I can access, we have to play this guy's sick game for at least one round."

Verloren turned towards Elle and the slender man. Verloren was intrigued by this man's ruthless deduction, and the womans attempts to defend herself and her decisions. At the moment, Verloren saw no need to get involved with it. He pondered for a moment just how this poison would effect him, since he had no physical body at the moment, aside from the armor he was currently possesing. Deciding he would rather not find out, the suit of armor began to move about the room, searching for...something. All the time, a strange and eerie glow came forth form the eye sockets of the armor. A light that seemed to shine forth, constantly shifting and changing it's color and hue.

((For the record, Reas appears to be human.))

Reas woke up in a daze. His head hurt, and the ground he was lying on was hard and cold. His eyes were still blury, so he couldn't exactly make out his surrounding, however, he knew something was off. What little Reas could see of his surroundings was white, not the lush green and deep brown huesof his forest, but blinding white. Infact, Reas realized that his vision wasn't actually blurred, infact, the room was just so white, and so plain, it was unlike anything he had ever imagined.

As Reas' head started to clear he realized that, despite how empty if feeled, he was not alone in this horrid room. Instead, he shared it with six others, all of whom were just getting up. And before Reas had the chance to investigate the others, a weak, scarred, voice echoed through the room, bringing disturbing news. He was knocked out, he was kidnapped, and worst of all, he was poisened, and the only thing which inhibited the poison was addrenalline, which was lucky, because his fear was already supplying him with plenty of that.

Reas, frightened, shaky and still somewhat dazed, forced himsel to get up and look around, his bark-brown eye's darting back and forth, trying to gather as much information as he could without bringing to much attention to himself. A quick scan showed him that almost every other member of the room was, at the very least, a decent fighter. Reas wasn't sure what he had to do, but he had a feeling that it wouldn't be a peaceful ordeal.

Reas scratched his light-brown hair, a nervous habit of his, as he got a closer look at some of his opponents, the tall slender man with the poisoned toungue and an uninhabited yet still animate armor, who he had first assumed was merely a Knight of some sort were. Reas was by no means tall, standing at only 5'8' (Around the average height for his species, atleast in this form :ph43r: ), but these opponents seemed to dwarf him in more ways than size. Until he could get his courage back, (Something he lost when he realized his situation.) Reas decided he should try to stay anonymous.

Hakuya looks up and smiles at the company in the room. He only was about 5 foot 4, and he could easily be mistaken for a girl, so it was understandable for Kunoichi to clarify that at the beginning. He looked about the room from beneath his head of white hair and then turns to (Venge's character) "Lackey?" he called out. "I'm no lackey, as the ninja girl is aware, I am neither friend nor foe to her at the moment, though by profession, I'm like that with most people, I'm sure you understand." He then turns to Kunoichi and asks "Kunoichi, do I actually have to KILL them? Given the right tools I'm sure I wouldn't have to kill them... that would make me much....happier?" He looks around and notices the feather on the wall and merely points to it, his gaze as empty as it ever had been.

This was getting old fast, the most obvious way to get out of here was death, but there might be another way, even though the rooms inhabitants couldn't look past the obvious. Reas casually walked up behind Kunoichi, his feet barely making a sound as they hit the ground. "Excuse me," he said, hoping to surprise the rather annoying Assasin, and bracing himself to jump to the side if she tried anything. "But if you and your annoying partner would shut up, even for just a moment, there might be another way to get out of this mess. Has anyone considered throwing up? I doubt that anyone's going to volunteer, but instead of killing the weakest link, we could just forcibly evacuate their stomach."

Rei comes up to Reas and says,"You idiot, there is stomach acid in vomit, that would destroy the key, I think the only way we could get it out without someone killing someone else is if someone had their key surgically removed, and I doubt any of us could do the operation without killing the person..." He then says in a quiter voice,"but there is that piece of scrap that we could easily open up."

Reas sighed loudly, he wasn't a miracle worker, which it seemed he had to be to work with some of these idiots. "The key's already in the stomach acid you idiot, and it still has an hour left before dissolving. Besides, stomach acid isn't nearly that potent, otherwise we'd probably all be dead from it dissolving our stomachs."

"But go on about this 'scrap," he whispered back, curious as to what the boy was implying.

While her opponents continued trying to find an alternative, she began to casually stretch as if she was warning up. Finally, once Reas finished speaking, she said, "The problem with vomiting the key up is the possibility to choke on it. No doubt out host was careful in placing the keys in us. While it is posible to vomit it... it's risky. Anyone willing to do that could be looking at the chance of death still. There is no real easy answer to this. Ultimately, we cannot resport to violence. That's what our host wants. I don't know about you all, but I don't want to let him feel too victorious. Oh, also, if you aren't currently freaking out, you might want to start warming up with me; it gets the adreneline pumping."

Venge rolled his eyes at their squabbling, at their ignorance to the situation. Violence, was defiantly the only answer, and this girl was really getting on his nerves. He cracked his hands, rolling them around, as was his fashion. He lifted his hand over the ground, and a small portal opened up on the ground. It emitted extreme heat, of course it wasn't man made. He flicked his wrist, and a long chain came from the hole. He grabbed the top of the chain, it sizzling in his hands as he flipped it out. The chain was extremely long, and had spikes on every 3 links of the chain. It was rather slender actually, but also had a decent width.

He flicked the chain around, and with haste, threw it at (Clix's) character, trying to wrap it around her leg, trying to get the spikes to grip her. If he had done it quick enough, and it had wrapped around, he would then proceed to fling her into the center of the room to get the key out of her. He yelled, "If anyone gets in the way, more people could die then we need them, don't be a hero!"

He nodded over to a man that hadn't moved yet. "Someone else is going to need to cut her open, alright?" He didn't look happy to do this, nor did he look sad.

Before the chain had even made it half way to her, she had swiftly scooted out of the way. She was rather unphased. In her movement, her hair had exposed her previously hidden ears... her rather pointed, elvish ears. The speed of her movement was also quite something. "I guess you are the first to snap... And you all say you don't trust me? He's the one that just blantantly tried to kill someone. By the way, I normally carry around a katana, two kunai, a dozen shuriken, a kurari-gama (scythe attatched to a chain), and a pretty heavy boomerang. Over all, you can imagin how heavy those add up to being... and yet I was still often able to out run and manuvuer most opponents. Without such weight, you'll find me more slippy than an eel. Now, calm the fuck down."

It was obvious that a non-violent attempt would get them nowhere. A non-LETHAL one might, but certainly not a non-violent one. The girl (Kunoichi wasn't it?) was the most obvious target, due to her inability to stay out of other people's buisness, and her general cockyness. Noone, aside from her brain-dead lacky, would care if she was the one to be killed. Infact, most people in the room would enjoy, and Reas would, admitedly, love to give her a good beating at the moment. In fact, what was stopping him from doing just that? She obviously wasn't expecting the passive boy-like being to be any real threat, at least not yet.

Reas' left hand, and only his left hand, started to morph into what looked like a hoof of some sort, prehaps belonging to a stag or a moose. The hoof was much harder than his fist, it might have even been harder than rock, but Reas was to sensible to try smashing it against some. He walked over behind Kunoichi with the same quiet grace he had before, and proceeded to throw a strong blow right to the back of her head.

The armor's helmet turned towards the two conspirators, ignoring for the moment the man with the chain, since he seemed to be more intrested in the Kunoichi. The glow of it's eye's seemed to brighten as it glowered down at the man who was plotting to destroy it's current vessel, and likely severely damage it's soul in the process. A voice eminated from the suit, "A question," the voice sounded hollow, as though coming from a great distance. It also sounded young,, "Why do you think I would be an easy target?"

Rei looks at Elle and yells at her,"We don't need your life story, so stop explaining crap we'll never need to know." He then turns back to Reas and says,"You have a point with the whole, 'already covered in stomach acid' thing but right now, it's just sitting in the stomach acid, if we vomited the key would be coverded in it, which means instead of it slowly dissolving from one side, it would dissolve from all directions, and possibly dissolve faster. Now as I was saying about... it, since it's a piece of armor, we could easily open it up, then weld it shut, with (hopefully) barely any pain toward it, so then we'll all be happy, it'll have the key out of it, we wount have to kill each other, and we'll get the hell out of here." He then notices Elle's ears, and says under his breath,"Aw shit, another elf, besides me," *Facepalm* "how did I not figure that out?"

(If your too stupid to realize it by now, or don't read the RP I'm using my character from ANW:Final Frontier)

Verloren, upset at being ignored by the man, glowered at him as best as a spirit possesing a suit of armor could. Deciding to keep an eye on the man who had apparently gotten the 'bright' idea that he was less than human and wouldn't feel pain, Verloren moved out of the way of the confrontation, deciding instead to focus on the parties involved, whilst still keeping an eye out for threats, including the weld happy Rei.

Oushi blinked as Venge adressed him. He found it odd that he of all people would be chosen to slice open someone's belly, seeing as he hadn't even done anything yet. "Oh well", he thought, I suppose in order to make it through this it'll be best to work with someone, might as wel see if me the chain-guy and I can form a partnership."

Oushi approached Venge, and upon closer inspection he found Venge had red eyes, quite different from his own icy-blue eyes. he was a bit shorter than Venge and wore much less clothing. Oushi's apparel was made up of a flimsy blue vest and a long black shirt and on the bottom half he wore a pair of long, blue shorts with random black patterns swiling about the legs.

"So, sounds like you want my help in slitting upon stomachs. I suppose that's the only quick way out of this mess." Oushi said matter-of-factly, "I suppose I can help you out, the only way we'll survive is if we gang up on one person, one-on-one takes too long. However, I'll only help you if you help me, watch my back and I'll watch yours and we'll both get out of here alive. Capice?"

Rei looks over at Verloren and yells to him,"Hey, do you feel pain, 'cause if you don't I can get us all out of here without death? Come over here, you might be able to help us."

Verloren's Helmet shifted towards Rei, it's eye's glowing stronger than before showing...irritation, perhaps? The voice eminated yet again, " Yes, I do infact feel pain, and removing the key from my being would, at the moment, cause severe damage to my soul. I apologize, but I will not willingly surrender myself to potential death to save a group of people I do not have even the slightest knowledge of."

Before Reas could deliver his crushing blow, Kunoichi bent her head to the side. The hoof passed right by her head. Before the punch could be swung, she had already unleashed her out counter. It was still unoffensive though. She simply used it to seperate the two by having her arm block Reas. She then, swiftly, slid away to put space. "...I don't care if you all hate me or not. But are you all so weak to give in to the killer's wishes?"

Rei walks over to him and says,"Sorry, about the misunderstanding. Now, do you want to beat the living shit out of an elf, or do you want to just stand back and watch us get killed?" He then rushes at Elle, the energy balls reforming around his hands. He then unleashes a volley of punches, the energy adding anothe half-foot to his range.

She sighed and kept dancing around the room as everyone decided they wanted her dead. She still refused to actually fight back though. She just kept evading and evading. She could fight back... but she wanted to see if it was not too late to deal with sanity. If not.... she still had her trump card... her chloromancy.

Verloren watched the women move about the room, and seemed...impressed, perhaps? But that was beside the point, the man, whom had been planning to kill him had apologized for his mistake, and although still grumpy, Verloren found not killing him to be in better taste then going after the Kunoichi. The armor stood still, turning it's helmet and itself so that it could watch elle as she moved about the room, avoiding her opponents.

Rei watches her movements as she dodges his blow and after awhile changed them from ball shaped to blade shaped. The blades were about ten feet long, but Rei swings them with ease. He unleashes a volley of slashes, then slashes the dark blade vertically, then the light blade horizontally, then, finally, he does an X slash with the blades, each slash unleashing a burst of thay blades energy.

Reas never intended to kill Elle, just knock her out and force her unconcious body to throw up the key. To be honest, it sounded a bit insidious, but it was better than killing her. He would have explained it to the Ninja, but he didn't have the time. It simply wasn't safe to be anywhere near her at the moment, not with all the attacks flying at her direction. Reas jumped backwards, and out of harms way; for now anyways.

Rei's new blades proved troublesome. She had no choice now. As she ducked from one more blade, she gestured her hands like someone sowing. Suddenly, the threads in Rei's clothes sporatically came undone at parts and began to constrict him. Each thread fused with another, and soon Rei was stopped in his tracts, for a minute. "Stop," her voice, her very self, was very different. She was more composed. She looked and sounded a decade older. "This chaos shall end now. Our time is short, but our tempers must not be so. I emplore ye all, please open thy minds or hearts, which ever one so be most composed."

Rei looks at Elle, then cuts the threads that bound him, his cloak falling to the floor, he then said,"They are both open, at first, I wanted you unconcious, then it turned out you were to quick, so I had to resort to making you bleed to unconciousness. I thought you wouldn''t let me knock you out so I had to do it by force. Plus, it got both are adrenaline going, so our poison was just weakened for the moment."

"You're a real saint," Reas said with a smug grin, "in fact, you're just as pure as you are smart. Let's face it; you're cocky, you're arrogant, and you just went up there and insulted a group of confused, deadly people. How do you not expect to become a target. It's five versus two, and I doubt that what little help your lackey can supply will change the obvious odd. Give up now, and at least try my idea, otherwise your life is forfiet." As he spoke, Horns began to sprout from Reas' head, growing larger and sharper with each word.

The new Kunoichi, the more kindled spirit, only faced Reas with warmth of love. She was a different person... She was now a noble woman, Lady Elena Sharr, who died years ago. "I am sorry I have done anything to offend you. Elle can be... candid. Yet she means well. Please, calm down." Her sweet voice was guininely soothing. Yes... this was definately another person. "You do not need to result to expressing a demonic nature in violence. I respect your opinion. ...I just... well... How must I put this? I have never exactly been sick, so vomitting is highly foreign to me."

Rei says immidietly after she stopped talking,"You were the one telling everyone to want to die so you could get out of this, so you really shouldn't start talking about seeing too much blood already, and I didn't say anything about blood baths, I just wanted you to bleed just enough to fall into unconciousness, then heal the wounds as best as possible."

Hakuya simply looked on at the ongoing chaos and pulled out a cup of tea, which he began to drink as he sat down and thought, Hakuya had one power that, while very unique turned out to be pretty useless in all occasions, he could pull tea out of seemingly nowhere at any time. "Anyone else wondering why the feather in this room strikes me as unusual?" He called out before returning to his tea, inside he was wondering who had put them in here. As well as wondering which of them would snap first and what he could do in case that would happen.

Venge had pulled his chain back to himself, she was ignoring him. He didn't like being ignored. How she managed however, to dodge something so unexpected, was something short of god work. ((ACHEM)) But it was no matter, he thought to himself as he rolled the chain around his arm. He nodded slowly, as Oushi talked to him however, while thinking about this.

He looked over to Oushi, "Yeah. I'll watch your back." He said slowly, "An alliance will be formed." He laughed with a very vivid, evil laughter. He snapped his back and rolled his head around, it popping with it. He looked back to the wall, as Ellen was still prancing around the room. He grinned, putting his foot against it and walking up on it. Slowly, secretly, he made his way to the ceiling, spider walking his way. As she was distracted, talking to another person, he made his move. Flipping his chain silently, he flung it down in a hoop, trying to wrap it around Ellen's head. This was to kill, he wasn't messing around any more.

Hakuya noticed this and then decided that now would be a good time to take action, he didn't have his usual weapons with him, however he still had his elemental control, aeromancy. Upon seeing Venge attack Kunoichi his eyes turned paler than usual and a gust of wind kicked up beneath him, he sends the wind in a strong gust of wind into Venge's gut and was ready to begin controlling the air about to come out of Venge's mouth, ready to leave him out of breath. "We don't need to resort to too much violence here. What we need to do, is find a way out. We'll never achieve that if we all go around killing each other. This may seem like a hypocritical thing I'm doing here. But even if you did manage to kill Kunoichi, Should we just sit back and let you rampage and kill the rest of us as well?"

His eyes widened as he saw the assassin attacked him. He mouthed "You fool" before being hit, flying off to the side. There was the object in his hands to deal with, his chain. It was already hooped around the girl's head, and being hit in the chest and making him fly off would of course, pull her with him. The momentum was not enough for him to let go of his balence however, after he hit the wall, he flipped his leg around and safely put the others down, not losing grip of the chain, (and the probably dead now, girl.)

Rei looks over at Venge and shoots a blast of dark and light energy at him, the energies swirling around each other, making a larger, more powerful blast. He then yelled up to him while shooting the energy,"If you want to survive, at least survive with dignity, or else you should be shot down by the gods themselves(Or better be stabbed through the heart by the narrator guy*)."

(*Referance to end of original one.)

((*Clears throught...* You go off calling me a god mod, yet you pre-hit Kunoichi/Elena without letting me have a response? Hmm? Furthermore, my character is an elf, a ninja, and a front-lines war veteran who's best friends sporatically tried to kill her a few times a day. She's quite good at sensing bloodlust and back attacks thanks to experience and breed [elvan senses]. I call foul play. Since you didn't out right kill me, though, things will remain the same.))

Kunoichi had jammed her arm between herself and the chain in front of her. Though she was still violently jerked back, her quick action had spared her. Though, using such effort to make sure her arm absorbed all the damage, her left arm was now bruised and obviously fractured.... She quickly recovered from the shock, since this wasn't as bad as something before... But, that sick bastard!