Every few seconds, like clockwork, a machine let out a small noise. Here, buried deep beneath the surface of the Earth, was one of the last remnants of humanity. The rest was, simply put, gone. Murdered, really, in the wars between angels and demons. Then, close to two decades after they'd been started up, the machines quieted down.
In the center of the room was a tall tube, filled with a strange green liquid. The machines had stopped beeping because the figure inside of them had finally opened her eyes. Responding to the programming of people long dead, a hole opened in the bottom of the tube to drain away the liquid before the being inside the tube reached out and touched the glass. Then, she drew back a fist and punched straight through the tube that had raised her from birth, shattering a large part of it before stepping out of it and grabbing the clothing and weapons that still hung from a rack nearby.
[Item Gain: Clothing, Underwear, Pistols x2]
Nero exhaled softly as she put the garments on, then grabbed the guns. Deep in the forefront of her mind were thoughts, though. Memories, almost, implanted into her via sensory stimulation within the development tube to give her all the knowledge her creators could manage about the world, their situation, and their hope for salvation. Was it too late...? She wasn't sure. But what else could she do?
And what the heck was this weird triangle thing made of cloth, anyway?
-Thoroughly examine the facility for supplies (Light)
-Keep what her creators gave her (Neutral)
-Grab nothing now, but rob someone for stuff if the opportunity presents itself (Dark)
-Put On (Light)
-Don't Put On (Dark)
LND: 0 (Light), 0 (Neutral), 0 (Dark)
LNC: 0 (Law), 0 (Neutral), 0 (Chaos)