<strong>Name:</strong>Ricky<br/><strong>Gantz equipment:</strong>Gantz suit<br/><hr/><br/>When Ben finally let go of Ricky he began to cough and spit blood, the pain was excruciating and he whinged and wimpered in the group... "Ughhh," He slowly got to his feet wobbling, "What are those things... How did I survive?" His eyes showed true terror as he slowly tried to find something, a tree being his only solace. "Brutal... So brutal, like being hit by a truck." He grunted, "How am I alive."<br/><br/>He had lost both his guns, he think he knew where he would find them. Ugh but his head was spinning.<br/><br/>"Where is Soprano and that mean chick?" He muttered.