I continue to enjoy all of the nice work people put into their stories!
The room is dim, and have several chairs are arranged in a circle, 6 of which have people in them. The seventh being filled as a young girl, only looking about 15, with short black hair, grey skin, and short, slicked back horns. Her body was covered in what looked like different colored dyes.
"Hello..." she said a bit shyly.
Let's all welcome our new group member today! Tell us a bit about yourself, miss..?
"My name's Ayakan Etanep."
"And I've been sober for...4 hours now."
NOT LONG ENOUGH!
She sighed, looking down at her feet.
"It's not as...freaking easy as I thought it would be. I keep having these..."
A droplet of blue hit the ground, leaving a dye like substance.
"But I think I've been figuring out exactly what freaking I'm supposed to be in the first place.
WHAT I WAS MEANT FOR, ALL ALONG!
"It's not so freaking bad, really."
Please don't hurt me, please!
"It almost feels...LIKE IT WAS FREAKING MEANT TO BE!"
"Now...no one will mess with me like they did with my freaking high self."
More dye dripped onto the floor, this time much more than just blue.
The girl got a nasty smile on her face as she stood. The lights flashed, showing that the people in the chairs weren't alive.
They were dead.
Deep gash wounds on all of them, their blood dripped slowly from the bodies. The multicolored blood mingled, becoming a dark black color.
The girl stood up, walking towards the door. She opened it and looked back with a grin, eyes wild with an unfathomable emotion.
"See all of you later!"
((Borrowed things from some places. Considering what Ayakan is...it made sense to do so))