Platinum Space, Dead Hearts OOC

This is a Tribute to the Dead Space Franchise and as a Fan, I saw it fit to make an OOC out of it. What has happened, is that you have woken up one day in a room that was no longer on earth. All of your powers had been removed and you were just an ordinary human again as if you never became what you are on Earth now be it hollow or Shinigami. Weapons are scarce and only the environment of a giant futuristic city known as the Sprawl remain. Blood stained walls and floors are the most popular decoration here accompanied by the roars and yells of something nearby.

To join, just reply in character with somebody from your approved creations. Then strip them of their powers then step into the Nightmare by waking up in your room.

Weapons will not be available unless the character passes by a convenience vendor. These will only occur every 10th post so whoever is the 10th poster each time gets the randomized weapon.

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"WAIT!!!" The first thing he could possibly yell before he suddenly jerked up from a deep slumber. A previous dream where he watched his friends walk into the mouth of death woke him up sweating. Looking around, he was no longer in the room he was before. His barracks didn't look at all metallic and space ship-like which made him very curious as to what was going on. Climbing out of the bed made of steel, the man in a green coat looked out of a window at the world he was now in. He went by the name of Rola Karondai and was the captain of the 13th division. Now, he was just a man in a metal city millions of years from home. Everything outside was black with a buildings stretching for miles.

Nothing could survive in a vacuum like that which was obvious as something floated by his window. It appeared to be a leg of some kind that rotated around as it floated by. If it was joined to anything was a mystery but the way it was torn to shreds wasn't enlightening. "what the hell have i stepped into here?" His voice was quiet as if he didn't want to wake something. However, he jumped out of his skin when he heard something slam up against his door from the other side. Then it began to slam again... and again... louder and louder... until it became one rhythmic blast of slams. If he wasn't so jumpy, he may notice it sounded like something knocking on the front door of a house.