#Hahaha, just feel free to keep adding your characters. I enjoy seeing different creations; besides there are really no capacity of how much people and creations you can add. The room grows to accommodate the growing size on its own. You just don't feel it ;D

"I like deep sky blue," Acute chuckled leaning back to view the whole room calmly. "Much like you're wearing Interviewer. Also the next Lunatix should be coming along soon; you know how you lose track of time back in Haven."

"That I do," the Interviewer seemed to smile, dipping her head slowly. "We'll go to the next question until then. What was your childhood like?"

#Shadowkirby, just read your poast but it kind of went over my head, whats the event? : O
Adrian ignored the two skulls, they couldn't possibly be real. Could they?
Adrian:"Exactly how it is today; well not this hallucination, I mean out on the job. I was born into this profession."

"Except for the loss of parents and the memory of roughly...five years after I was born, it was pretty good. Until I'm trapped in a fiasco." Luke said bluntly.

"For me, per-fec-to. I'm quite happy with it, too." Xate answered happily.

#The event of one of my OCs entering the interview. I'm not replacing Brandy, but this interview do needs some comic relief.

"My childhood? Erm.... it was great..." Brandy nervously replied, hiding away the deep secret that she's too afraid to share. "It's nothing spectacular, but it was a normal childhood."

Underneath Adrian's chair, the skulls with the being's hands retreated under him then, unexpectedly, the figure knocked back Adrian along with his chair with its feet. The figure got on top of him and revealed itself to Adrian; a 15-year old girl with black and white makeup in a form of a cat on her face, and long and wild black hair along with fake cat ears sitting on her head. She's dressed in a black shirt, purple jacket, a loose lime-green tie, black pajama pants with purple polka-dots along with a fake cat tail, and cat slippers. She is seen carrying a backpack where she stashed the skulls in. She smiled at Adrian and introduced herself.

"Hello, mister! My name is Skinnyclaw!" she exclaimed with a playful grin. "Wanna see my friends?"

#Skinnyclaw has now joined the review!

"Not really," said Adrian, his face deadpan, "You know what, go ahead. I don't care."

As Zero heard the question "We'll go to the next question until then. What was your childhood like?, one thing kept on repeating in his head. "Childhood, Childhood, Childhood". Zero begins to slump in the chair and starts to have an increase heartbeat and begins to accumulate sweat on his neck. The word "Childhood" keeps on haunting his thoughts, making him forget about everything and everyone in the room, causing him to be stuck in his own deep dark world, remembering the past, digging out every single detail, trying to see fit what happened back then. The reason to who he is right now, the timeline that gave him this personality and a deep hatred to the world. His childhood.

#Skip

"Yay!!" Skinnyclaw exclaimed which echoed throughout the room. "We're going to have so much fun together!"

She removes the backpack from her and opens it up, dumping out what appears to be a bunch of genuine human bones mixed with a few miscellaneous stuff like juggling clubs, bike horns, cans of food, juggling balls, bottled sodas, and candies. All poured onto Adrian who is shielding himself from the junk that's falling from her satchel. The bag's now empty, and now awaits for her friends to come while keeping a smile on her face.

Brandy then sees Zero starting to behave unusually, he's starting to sweat once after the question has been asked. Watching him seep in perspiration worries her greatly, not knowing what's going on in Zero's mind.

"My childhood is so bloody awesome." Mr.S answer. "When I still a child, they care me the most because of my disease. My doctor told us that I have a murder disease, it can control the person has this disease to become a murderer. Well, we all have one but mine is so active . So they take care and observe my every move. One day, when I'm not being watch, I go to the kitchen pick some butcher knife. When they notice I'm gone, they immediately go to the kitchen and notice I was holding a butcher's knife. I slaughter them, pieces by pieces. When I got hold of myself, I notice the bloody kitchen and cry until the rescuer came. They found out I am the only one that lives and notice the butcher's knife in my hand." Mr.S face darkened.

They imprison me at the isolated cell and where I learn my skill that I can manipulate some of my ghost, then I practice them so I can escape out of the cell" Mr.S grinned so evilly. "You should be satisfy of my wonderful story or else" Mr.S threaten.

Digkid got distracted from turning his chair into solid iron when he heard the next question. He instead turned it into 99.9% iron and 0.1% uranium. "my childhood? it was okayish. The first seven years of my life were spent underground honing my skills with my earth powers and digging skills as I lived with the moles that rescued me. then I dug into a mine and raised to be a miner until I was eleven. that's when the mine closed down but I refused to leave and I have lived there ever since." says Digkid as he remembered his childhood.

Gamma giggled and looked at Adrian, her white smile never once faltering.
"I was born in a lab; a failed experiment to expel a person's fears for the military so they may fight without being scared. It failed, and I was born. I can manifest fears, so you can say that my chicldhood has been rather lonely." She giggled. To prove her powers, she snapped, and from the darkness that formed her emerged a figure only known to Adrian. It was Katrina; the woman slowly walked towards Adrian. The woman gave a warm smile while she sat quietly next to Adrian; a near perfect replica.
"But I love board games!" She giggled, swinging her legs over the couch again.

Titus' vibrant green eyes grew dark as he remembered his childhood. He slowly took the tape off his mouth, but then sat back.

"My childhood" Titus said, sounding almost like a wounded animal, It was.. Eventful, to say the least."

And Titus left it at that, his friendly smile turning to a hurt expression.

Adrian laughed aloud, the insanity of the room was finally getting to him, especially the Katrina clone.
"Katrina, would never smile like that!"
"I'm happy you're happy..." came a strange voice from the door.
The woman in the doorway had pale blonde yet vibrant hair, short and wildly curly. Her eyes were covered by thick blue googles. She wore what appeared to be a pink sweater, although the arms were wrapped around her body. Rather, then shoes, she wore fluffy slippers.

"Tara..." said Adrian with apprehension, "Why are you here?"
"I dunno..."

"Death of family, hometown destroyed, acquired supernatural powers. You've all heard it a sextillion times." says Yrk. "I'll destroy my nemesis one day and all of that won't ever happen again."

He unsheathe his knife. He tosses it upwards and grabs it on it's blade. He aims -- his hand rowing back and forth -- to the ceiling. He throws it. The knife stuck on the ceiling.

Skinnyclaw waited for a while as she remains on top of Adrian, who appeared to have lost his mind at the moment. The bones that are laid on him began to move; slowly piecing back together in their own forms. The construction of the bones slowly rise up, forming back into living skeletons. The construction has finished as the two skeletons stand over Adrian.

"Yay! They're here! We're going to have so fun! We're going to play croquet, eat pies under the moon, and roll around the grass just for fun!" Skinnyclaw shouted.

The two skeletons lifts her off Adrian and leads her to one of the vacant seats.


#The name of the two skeletons are Rome and Julie who happened to be Skinnyclaw's best friends in life until they were murdered and later ressurected back to skeletons.

Despite SkinnyClaws eagerness, he couldn't take his eyes off of Tara. She walked over and sat in the empty seat next to him.
"I love pies," she said.