Arc groggily opened her eyes. She sat up slowly, looking around at the environment that surrounded her. It was a pure white room. Nothing more, just a piercing white. No visible windows, or doors. Her head was pounding, a dull aching throb. Arc lifted her hand to her head. She didn't like the headache, or the absence of memories. Arc tried to stand up only to find a cat on her lap. A memory floated to the from of her brain. A memory of getting a fluffy white cat, naming it too. She had named it Core. She didn't remember why she had named the cat that but, the name was there, steady and reassuring. Arc pet Core and she opened her eyes. She stretched out a bit and stood up, walking and then climbing till she stood on Arc's shoulder. Arc stood up and took a second look around the room. There were other people in the room. And there was a PA system in the corner f the room. THE room itself was large, square shaped, void of anything else, no dirt, dust or color. Nothing. Arc sighed, hoping the other people would soon wake up.

Daniel yawned as he rose from his sleep, his vision blurring into clarity. He found himself in a white room with a few people still sleeping. It seems there is no way in or out, but there is a PA system in the corner. That would mean kidnapping, most likely. Wait.... how do I know this? Daniel jumped up, thinking, barely noticing the red-haired girl that was already standing up.

Okay....what can I remember. My name is Daniel Rose, I... As he tried to think, he got flashes of his memory. Him saying something about a devil bringing death, loving this game people call life, opening a blade saying something about boredom, and holding a knife at a girl's neck. Did I kill her..? Daniel patted his pockets, and took out his butterfly knife, opening it up. Alright, guessing I was some sort of assassin, maybe a serial killer or a spy or something, I remember how to fight, it was... um... Pencak Silat, and psychology persuasion and deception techniques. Alright, I can roll with this...

Smiling and nodding to the young haired girl, Daniel finally spoke. "I don't suppose you know any more than me where we are?" he asked with a casual grin, closing his butterfly knife back up and putting it in his pocket. He figured asking first would establish a level of trust rather than suspicion of his own being involved, and the casual demeanor matched with the emphasis on the fact he has a weapon should serve well enough in a hint of intimidation. After all, what could a small girl possibly think they could do against a..... whatever Daniel was?

Leo's eyes slightly split open, taking in nothing but a bright white that only served to hurt them. He flinched, closing his eyes for a second, and opened them to let them adjust. Eventually he got over the brightness and noticed a few other people in the room. Ow, my head... who are these people? Leo thought to himself. Hey, anyone have a clue where we are? There was a splitting headache making it hard to remember anything. Wait, that's not because of a headache. He didn't have any memories except... the faces of two adults. His parents? Most likely. He waited for the others to answer him or wake up while he thought.

Everything...is too bright...

Sonja lay on the floor for a bit, just letting his eyes adjust to the light. They never seemed to fully manage it, unfortunately, as everything still looked like a blurry mess after a good few minutes. There was white everywhere...where was this?

Suddenly realizing that his room wasn't anywhere near this blinding, the white-haired boy sat up quickly and looked around in surprise before clutching at his head. Judging by the pounding in his head now, he must have sat up a little too quickly. "Ach...Was zum Teufel...?" When the pain eventually ebbed away, he attempted another look only to see a few distorted blobs of color in an otherwise completely pristine space.

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.

@BlackCat

As one particularly noticeable blob of red approached, the confused boy watched with squinted eyes until whatever it was became a fuzzy, roughly human shape and began to speak. When he looked down to its hands, he noticed a more familiar shape there. "Ah, danke...er, thank you. Huh?" The movement of something else white and the sudden weight of something leaping onto him startled the boy as he reached out for the spectacles. Putting them on quickly, he blinked a couple times to adjust to the change in clarity and looked quickly to see the cat now staring up at him. "Oh, hello there, Katzchen." Despite the odd awakening, he couldn't resist a smile as he petted the cat's fur before looking up at the little girl who had apparently found his glasses. "Is she your cat? She's beautiful...ah...sorry, but...what's going on? Am I still dreaming right now?"

@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.

Laura-May's eyes darted open as she heard light voices. She didn't quite register anything except for the fact that her bed was unusually hard and cold. She shut her eyes. "There's this thing called sleep, and it's great to do so if you could all just shut up." And that's when she realized she was not in her bed, she wasn't even in her room. This room was white. Spotless and pristine. Nothing like her dark room covered in photographs. "Where the heck am I?" She shot up, standing to her feet, but somehow tripped over her own feet and landed smack on her face. She moaned before rolling onto her back.

@SaraiRayne
Lea had been watching the others, trying to make sense of the lack of thoughts and figure out where he was and who was with him. Suddenly he heard the sound of someone hitting the ground. He turned around to see a girl lying on the ground on her back. He walked over an knelt next to her. "Are you ok?" he asked her.

Daniel smiled as he leaned against the wall of the room, looking at them all. First things first he should get a grasp of all their personalities, that would after all be essential in figuring out what makes them tick, and how to negotiate with them carefully. The girl who just woke up seems to be quite frank, uncultured, probably lower middle class upbringing. The German seems to be a bit dim, but that isn't necessarily true just because they came to the cliché thought that they're dreaming when facing something unbelievable. The redhead girl though... perceptive, instantly coming to the same conclusion of kidnapping as I have, and she's armed. But if this is kidnapping, why would the cat be here? Maybe some psychopath intends us to stay around here, one of those rich ones who like watching people like rats in a maze.

Daniel scowled and looked around at all of them. "Obviously we're all involved in some sort of kidnapping, and since me and the cat-loving kid both have no recollection of anything really I'm guessing we all had our memories wiped somehow. Now it's unlikely we were just randomly scooped up from the street. There has to be some connection, some sort of similarity between us all. All I remember is that... seems I was a government black ops assassin, I remember killing a few targets and talking to my boss, what scraps do you guys remember," he said, the last part a guess said since he didn't want to be doubted of as some sort of serial killer or something, which could be a possibility. Although he wasn't even sure he killed anyone, just an image of him holding a straight razor at a girl's throat while gloating. Why can't I remember if I killed her? he thought with great frustration.

@BlackCat

The boy stopped petting the cat at the girl's explanation, grey eyes seeming to stare at nothing in particular for a moment. After a moment, they blinked rapidly, and his expression changed completely from one of half-asleep calm to eye-twitching disbelief.

"Aaaah?!" He stood up rather quickly and looked around frantically, somehow managing to catch the cat in his arms so she didn't end up on the floor as he did so. "Was, wo, wer? Where are we? What do you mean, 'kidnapping'?" As he looked around at the other inhabitants, he tried his hardest to remember where he had been before waking up there only to find very little memory of his on to go off of. "Mein Gott, are you kidding me? I could have a test or work tomorrow or a family obligation! I don't even remember! My parents are gonna..." He fell silent suddenly, a confused look on his face. "...Actually...I don't know what they'll do. I have a weird feeling regarding that, but I can't place it."

Seemingly calmer, he regarded the other male's speech for a moment. "Please tell me that's a joke. There's just no way I'm stuck here with a special agent and some other kids like a comic book character right now. And...ah, names, what do I give for name...?" Muttering to himself under his breath for a moment in German, he looked up to the ceiling again in thought.

"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.

Laura-May sat upright. "I'm fine. Why do you care?" she growled at the boy, glancing at the other people within the room. She was silent as the PA system came to life. She noted the boy was still next to her and stood up, stepping away from him, and in a different direction then the rest of the people. How do we know we're all in the same boat. What if one of you," she gestured around at the different people. is with them. Laura-May shook her head towards the people, feeling a headache coming on.

"Well excuse me for trying to be nice,"Leo said to the girl he had tried to check on before he heard a loud noise. He listened intently to the PA system as the voice came on. "Well crap, no wonder I only remember my name and parents faces." He listened as the girl tried to imply that one of them could be in league with the kidnapper. He started to look at everyone in the room, studying them. He no longer trusted these strangers... in fact he didn't even trust himself yet.

Mmmm...five more minutes.. He mumbled when the PA turned on.

Hotaro slowly opened his eyes to see her mother trying to wake him up only to see a shining white light blinding him. He slowly sat up with his hand in front of his eyes to block the shine and decides to look around with his eyes half-opened.

"What is this place?" he wondered. He fully opened one eye and saw 3 boys and 2 girls. Hotaro then decides to stand up and slowly walked to the group of people and asked when he finally arrived, "Um, where am I?".

"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.

Sonja started as the voice sounded over the PA system. Well, thanks for telling us what we already know. He frowned a bit at the reassurance that this wasn't a dream. Now that he thought of it, how could they be sure of something like that just by saying it, anyway? Shaking away the thought for the moment, he listened to the remaining instructions to the end. "Well, at least we have somewhere to start now. I can't believe we're stuck in some kind of sick game like this...who just takes memories?"

At the older girl's suspicious comment, he sighed a little more disbelievingly. "I know we're clearly in someone's weird comic book fantasy, but suspecting a bunch of other amnesiacs of siding with the enemy is a bit cliché, isn't it? Possible, but probably not useful or likely to be answered to immediately. At any rate, Arc's...surprisingly worded assertion is probably right. Might as well start searching..."

Walking over to an unoccupied wall, he began tapping on it with the back of his hand, hoping whatever occupied the walls as the voice had said wasn't some sort of trap. "...Sorry, I forgot my name earlier. It's Sonja."

"Okay. I guess you have a point." Laura-May said, and then turned to the boy who had helped her up. "Sorry about the attitude. But I think you can understand my delay to trust you." She walked over to the wall and stared at it for a minute. She then turned around, a puzzled expression on her face."I'm probably going to sound like a complete idiot, but how the heck do you tell if something is behind the wall?"

"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.

Hmm...? Hotaro mumbled. It seemed that some of the other people are trying to do what the PA hinted at and is attempting to see if one of the walls are fake. He too, walked up to a wall and stared up it.

"I wonder..." He thought as he attempted to tap it with his finger if it sounded hollow. The wall he's facing doesn't seem to be the one. He then just decides to sit back with his back leaning against the wall and think about what he can still remember.