A new arrival

[icy_princess]

Who: A new girl, and you!
When: Day 4, evening
Where: The dorms
What: A girl in navy and silver


[The elevator doors open. At first, there isn't a person visible. Then a young girl, with long white hair calmly steps out.]
Umm... hello?

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[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Not just any old amnesia, kid. That special kind of amnesia where some jackass is parceling out bits of your life like prizes.

[icy_princess]

Prizes?

[That couldn't be good]

Prizes for what? And how is that even possible??

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

For being the entertainment, apparently.

As for that last one — why do you think I wanna have a chat with mister high and mighty?

[icy_princess]

And that would be Megatron?

So then... what sort of entertainment?

[A brief flash of concern flashed across her face and was quickly replaced with a much more calm expression]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Metatron.

And whatever our hosts want, seems like. So far, one's been pretty harmless. One not so much.

[icy_princess]

Metaton [She says it quietly to herself]

Not harmless? What happened?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Some meat monster pretending to be a lady gave us stuff to do. Dumb stuff, y'know? Hit someone, give a girl flowers. We did two rounds, and it was no big deal.

Then she calls a tie-breaker and says we've gotta break someone's arm.

[icy_princess]

[A look of disgust crosses the girl's face]

Break someone's arm? And did you??

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

What the hell do you take me for?

[icy_princess]

Oh, I'm sorry!

[Her pale face, flushes with a bit of color]

So what did they do to you for refusing...

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[Let's not talk about the part where I got my ass kicked.]

Didn't end up mattering. Someone broke his own arm, and then when that didn't work, he let someone else do it for him.

[icy_princess]

Oh my god.

[She crosses her arms over her chest, almost giving herself a hug]

Well, um..

[Feeling discomfort at the topic, she tries to refocus]

So if we don't have names, what should I call you?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

...got mine back already. Like I said, they're parceling out memories like prizes.

Barnes or Bucky, take your pick.

[icy_princess]

[She smiles at this]

Bucky then. It sounds... safe.

[She studies you a bit]

So I guess I need a name then.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

...yeah. We're gonna have to call you something.

[icy_princess]

[She looks down at her body, realizing that she doesn't actually know what she looks like. Her attention rests on her hair]

Well, my hair is white... that's sort of unusual right?

How about.. um..

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Snow or Ice, maybe? Storm?

[What else do I remember that's white?]

...Antarctica?

[icy_princess]

Snow. I like that one.


Do you want to see something?

[A mischievous glint flashes in her eyes]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Sure. What is it?

[icy_princess]

[She looks around for anyone else that could witness and looks back and you with a smile]


[She waves her right hand and a small blue symbol appears behind her. She appears to launch off this symbol (it looks like a snowflake) She is propelled forward in almost a blur and you can make out a slight wave that produces a white symbol. They freeze over with ice as she skids forward, forming a small half pipe. The girl gracefully pirouettes up and lands on another symbol in mid air a man's height off the ground. She crouches in the air for a moment and when she looks back at you there is a prounouced red scar on her face (that wasn't there right?). She backflips onto the ground. ]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Oh, jeez.

Can I pick em, or what?

[icy_princess]

So, I think my name is even more fitting don't you think.


[She waves her hand and the ice shatters. She looks very pleased.]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

I think we'd be looking a long time to try and find one that works any better.

[icy_princess]

[She chuckles a bit]

Well, if I can do that... What can you do?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Seems kinda tame next to yours.

[But he's putting his hands out, palms up. The left one looks like polished, segmented steel — but that's not what he's showing you.]

[He's showing you the electricity that sparks above both palms and then rushes between them, a bright flicker that surges and then goes.]