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Ronnie nodded. "I understand. Back at my old school, before I was crazy ass lunatic who could sense death, I had to help redirect this boy named Vic, who for the love of wolves could not keep a straight mind. He was like Ivy, everytime was talking though he'd go into a new direction!" Ronnie told Kyle.
Ronnie glanced over at Ivy and told her, "Why don't you do the lyrics, 'Following The Butterfly, Hoping To Find The Prettiest One'?" He asked, "Or you could do, 'Standing out uniquely, Hoping for the butterfly to come.'?"

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Ronnie nodded at Kyle. "Must be tough, especially her going a new direction every two seconds." Ronnie joked. He looked at Ivy, and chuckled more at her random comments. "They're tatooes. I have more on my back and stomah." Ronnie told her, pulling up his shirt to reveal a wolf and the lyrics 'So Don't Joke With Me, I Was Raised By The Wolves.'

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Ronnie let out a sigh of relief. He watched her bounce up and down and talk to Kyle. Ronnie grabbed his backpack, which he dropped, and put it back on. His tattooed arms remained at his side. He looked quite... Different, probably even scary to some people, having tattooes on his right side of his head. "You must care about her alot. I never had any siblings. My mother walked out of my life when I was six." Ronnie told Kyle. He wondered what it was like to have a sister.

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Ronnie let go of Ivy, before apoligizing. "Sorry, but why is she... uh..." Ronnie quiestioned, quietly looking at the smoke. Blinking, he glanced at Kyle and stepped back. Ronnie started to fan the smoke above her, thankfully being taller then her.

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Ronnie glanced up. "You must be Kyle, or you like calling random girls sisters." Ronnie chuckled a little at the man. "Ivy, I think her name is, was going to lead me to the other members of this hellhole. I was trying to help her to stop getting distracted so easily by the littest thing." Ronnie stated calmly. Even though he didn't have a physical power, Ronnie wasn't that scared or worried. He knew that he could pack a punch or too if he had to - to defend himself. He didn't care what the other might've thought of him, he only cared about surviving through the hellhole and getting out of it at the end of summer.

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Ronnie grunted and followed her, probably stopping every 2 seconds as Ivy looked at something. Grunting, he grabbed her shoulder and spoke, "To the others, not to every living thing that isn't a human being!" Ronnie told her, keeping his hands locked on his shoulder. Yes, the world around him would be nice to draw, but he could look at it later.

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Ronnie covered his ears, though he could still hear her. "yeah, okay, firstly, please don't shatter my eardrum, and secondly, my name is Ronnie Radke, and I can sense when someone is dying or someone who is dead and how they died." Ronnie stated when she was done, removing his hands and taking off his jacket, revealing his arms whih were completely covered in tattooes. He adjusted his hat before talking again. "Can you take me to where the helpers of this hel- i mean summer camp are?" He asked her. He pulled out some bubble gum and started chewing it.

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oh, haha xD

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Name: ronnie radke
Age: 16
Ability: Death Sense - Death Vision
The user is capable of sensing the coming of death, able to determine when someone is dead or dying or if others have died in a specific location. At times, this extends to seeing the names and lifespans of those who's faces the user sees.
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