<strong>Name:</strong>Mikoto Mishida<br/><strong>Gantz equipment:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Mikoto was more than glad to be able to skip explaining what happened to her, and she stayed silent in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chest, only half-listening to what the others were saying.<br/><br/>She had no doubt in her mind that she had been killed. No, murdered. Raped and murdered. Raped, tortured and murdered. That was how her life had ended. The scent of the big Italian guy’s shirt couldn’t hide the stench of piss and cum. She wanted to puke.<br/><br/>No, she wanted to go and find those guys and kill them, that’s what she wanted to do. They thought they’d killed her; she would show them how wrong they were. She didn’t know why she’d been saved, or why she’d been brought here, but one thing was certain: as soon as she got out of here, she was going to hunt down those bastards, and<em>end</em>them.<br/><br/>She was still thinking this thought, when the ball came to life.<br/><br/>When the others starting reading the text on it, she, too, got to her feet and walked around to where she could read it herself. The woman and the bearded guy had said something that appealed to her:<em>Kill people.</em>She already had some targets in mind.<br/><br/>But the target shown was... bizarre.<em>Jellybeans</em>? Whoever was doing all of this must be completely insane.<br/><br/>And then the sphere opened, and Mikoto’s eyes widened, and she clutched at the collar of Vinny’s shirt. Those looked like... real weapons.<br/><br/>Could this be serious?