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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 0:19:37 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - heya pg. I'm lacking atm so i'm not going to respond x3 sorry
but hello anyway - }}
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 7, 2017 0:25:55 GMT -5
(it's all good, Gaster ^^
and hello! how are you?)
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 0:35:57 GMT -5
Oh my gosh you have no idea how happy I am to have found this thread. Though you may not think this is true, as a partial medium, its good to know people actually have some knowlege of the paranormal. I'll be joining soon. : )
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 0:40:42 GMT -5
(Evening~)
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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 0:40:56 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - not to bad. I've been procrastinating a lot (oops xC)
what about you? - }}
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 7, 2017 0:43:02 GMT -5
(awesome, omgosh hello there! i love all things paranormal, and although i am not medium myself, i've always felt somewhat connected to spirits somehow. in the past, i've always been able to tell if our house would have spirits in them or not, or have something remotely paranormal going on. i haven't felt like this in a while, though. makes me think the house i'm in now has nothing inside it. or i'm just too stressed out to be paying attention to my surroundings, lol. anyway, can't wait to see your characters! )
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 7, 2017 0:45:46 GMT -5
( CrackedSkel: same tho... xD i have a whole short film due monday and i only have up to scene 6 done and we have a total of 17 scenes Dx ugghhh i'm doing okay, though. i'll be happier once summer break actually starts for me lol. i'm in need of a vacation, fr. ValkoinenLeuka: Evening~ how are you? )
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 0:48:19 GMT -5
(I just ran a DnD game and it went well, so i'm doing well X3 Kinda stuck on reply so I might make my ghost soon.)
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 0:48:20 GMT -5
Ashton Crest//Male//16//Homosexual//spirit//Ashton is a shorter guy despite his age, standing around 5'6. He has dark brown hair, that is in almost a bit of a fringe. It's slightly wavy and a few streaks of it is a golden brown/blonde color. He has delicate lips, a small nose and wider eyes than most. Small freckles dot his cheeks and nose, and he has hazel eyes. Being rather skinny as well makes him look even smaller than he is. Most his life, Ashton has been a bit nervous and shy. He is extremely loyal to anyone he cares about, though he cant seem to remember who exactly he cared about.. //Ashton had a pretty normal normal life..until the day of his death. He had been unknowing his doom- until when he was walking home from school, he was snatched away into a car, driven to some place far out of society, and brutally tortured while being asked questions he didn't understand, as well as being called Tom. He finally sub came to his injuries of bleeding out. He had been mistaken for someone else the murderers had been planning to kill for unknown reasons.//Kipperen
Natasha Smolin// Female//15//Bisexual//human// Natasha is relatively short, 5'3 1/2 at the least. She is a bit thicker in the thighs and tummy, and has a round face. She has baby blue eyes, and pale skin with light freckles dotting her cheeks. She has dyed hair, which is currently a brown/red mix. Its curly in some places, and wavy in others. She has full lips, but they're not too big for her face. She has a smaller nose, and it arches a bit in the middle of it, and has a nose ring on the right side. Natasha also has smaller hands with slender fingers. She is rather friendly and upbeat most the time, but she possibly has a mild bipolar disorder as her mood changes quickly.//At the moment she's in high school, and she's had the normal life of a teenager. The typical 'don't bother me' and 'I hate my parents'.//Kipperen
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 0:53:33 GMT -5
ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 Good to know i'm not the only one! Though you may not be the exact same, I know what your talking about. I can usually tell if there's a spirit present, or if they decide to speak to me, I can hear them clear as day. I have a tendency to feel them as well. But yes! My character Ashton was based off a spirit I encountered not long ago, and this is what I imagined him to be like.)
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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 1:10:41 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - sorry Valk, that's probably my fault x3 - }}
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 1:49:05 GMT -5
(It's all good. I'm gonna get my ghost up X3)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 2:18:25 GMT -5
Arc // Male // 18 // spirit // Arc stands about 5'9" with pale hair and dark brown eyes. As a spirit, he appears in the clothing he was wearing when he passed, which is a long-sleeved shirt, heavy coat, and long pants. He remembers little from the time before he died, but his personality hasn't changed much. He's not fond of people, especially the living, and he goes out of his way to avoid them. He tends to be sort of quiet, and a little nervous when around too many people. It's not hard to make him irritable or snap if something seems to be going wrong. When he finds someone he decides he wants to try to get along with, or ends up hanging out with someone more than once or twice, he'll typically adapt his behavior to try to be more friendly. // Valkoinen Leuka
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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 18:11:34 GMT -5
Nytka whined loudly, though Jazzi recognized the sound as a plea for attention and affection. Why? There was nothing there. She sighed and pulled the leash to bring the dog over to her. "What is it, old boy?" She asked, scratching the dog's head. His attention still remained trained on the spot where the whistle had come form, ears up and angled forward.
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Toby seemed disappointed that Nytka wasn't able to see, or apparently hear him. He pouted a bit as he half drifted away and was about to leave. He sighed again as he breeze pushed him back to the human and her dog. Of course. He touched down on the ground once again, stepping around the dog and the human so he was standing on the path were they had been heading before. He whistled again. -
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 18:18:18 GMT -5
Nytka turned again, tail wagging in response to the whistle. He barked loudly and Jazzy frowned, patting the dog on the back. "What's gotten into you, bud?" She sighed. Something clearly had the dog's attention, but she didn't see anything. Whatever it was, it wasn't staying in one spot. Probably a rat or something. "Alright big guy, let's head home." She tugged the leash lightly, trying to get the dog to follow her. Nytka remained in place, watching where the whistle had come from. He whined softly, trying to find the source.
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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 18:22:03 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Toby chuckled lightly, drifting closer to the dog and hovering his hand over Nytka's head. He opened his mouth to say something, and then decided against it, realising that he could have some fun with this.
He drifted over to where he had seen Nytka and Jazz come from. "Come here, boy!" He shouted. He didn't know if the dog could hear him, so he whistled as well for good measure. -
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 18:30:51 GMT -5
Nytka whipped around again as he heard the call. He barked excitedly. It was a young voice, and children always gave him pats and attention. He tugged on the leash to move forward, pulling Jazzi a few inches as she was caught off guard. "Nytka, heel!" She ordered quickly. The mastiff ignored her and continue to try to pull forward, tail wagging as he looked for the kid. Again, he let out a loud whine, confused why he couldn't see them.
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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 18:37:22 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Toby tilted his head, shoulders slumping slightly. He stepped forward and crouched down in front of the dog. "Hey buddy." He said, lifting a hand to reach out to pet the dog. "Sorry, you probably can't see me," Toby normally wasn't like this. Most of the time he was pranking people, but he didn't the sound that the dog was making. It pulled at him and made him feel very uncomfortable. -
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 18:48:08 GMT -5
They were close! The dog barked excitedly, unknowingly in the ghost's face. He knew something was there, he just couldn't see it. He stuck his tongue out and licked the air twice in excitement, really wanting to know what was up and to offer them attention too. Jazzi raised an eyebrow, unsure of what the dog was doing now. His tail was wagging back and forth hard enough to move his entire back-half and his stance told her he was clearly ecstatic. She just wish she knew what about.
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 18:57:15 GMT -5
Ashton's breath quickened, grabbing at his chest as if trying to get away from something that wasn't there. He was laying in the spot he had been taken..taken away to his death. He was crying- if spirits could cry, he was the closest to it. His form tremored every few seconds, and the air was freezing around him. Ashton had just woken up- dead. What had happened? Why did he feel so much pain and confusion? What had happened?
(Song idea for Ashton: Twenty One Pilots- Fall Away. It's like, extremely fitting for him.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 19:11:55 GMT -5
Even though the wasn't really able to draw breath anymore, Arc had stopped and sat himself down. Maybe he couldn't physically be tired anymore but it was still nice to sit down and try to recollect where he'd been. It helped to keep his mind organized, and considering people just passed right though him, he would plop himself down anywhere and think things over before rising and moving on. The only thing he could remember about being real and alive was being cold. Sometimes he could still feel the numbing ice in his fingers and toes, and now was one of those moments. He looked down at his hand, see-through though a little darker than usual. He tried to consider what had happened to separate him from the living, but he usually reasoned with himself. If he didn't remember, he was probably better off not knowing.
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Post by CrackedSkel on May 7, 2017 19:13:43 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - i have to poof - }}
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 19:15:23 GMT -5
(okie, see you later~)
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 19:20:51 GMT -5
(Ashton is freaking out rn so he's kinda open)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 19:31:32 GMT -5
(As is Arc, but I want to avoid double posting)
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 20:47:24 GMT -5
After Ashton had calmed down a bit, he stood and began to walk ,questioning what the actually hell had happened. He remembered screaming, so much pain..then waking up on the sidewalk. He drifted along, and into a coffee shop. Ashton looked up at the menu, deciding what he wanted. He looked back to the barista, and tapped the counter to get her attention. She looked up for a few seconds, before dismissing him and looking back to what she was doing. Ashton frowned. He cleared his throat loudly to get her attention again, but this time she didn't pay him any notice. Ashton's frown deepened. "Uh, excuse me? I would like to order." He said loudly. And still, the barista seemed like she didn't even hear him. He shook his head before heading back out, murmuring to himself how rude she was. Lazy piece of.. he stopped short as he got a sick feeling, and somebody passed through him. Ashton shrugged, before freezing. Somebody passed through him. Ashton glanced around hurriedly, walking up to a random person on the street. "Uh, can you hear me?" he wondered, panic in his eyes. He hoped the person would respond.. but nothing came. He tried reaching out, and his hand landed on her shoulder. They glanced up, but it seemed like they looked right through him. Ashton's hand slid off their shoulder, his jaw slack. How could this be happening? The teenager grabbed the sides of his head, and his knees shook. Im-im not..dead..Am I? Who was he kidding. Everything he had been experiencing, the pain, the panic, the barista, now the random person.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 21:12:10 GMT -5
Arc stood up from the seat he'd chosen - a spot on the curb next to the road - and he started walking again. It was late enough that he didn't expect to see many people out but yet, there they were. Probably part of being in the city. As he walked, he spotted what looked like a kid having some degree of a panic attack. He frowned quietly, about to move on when he realized they were partially transparent like he was. Must have been recently dead. He waited a moment, looking around to see if any other spirits were around. None? Well... he wasn't much of a mentor, but he might be able to at least settle the kid down. He walked forward (and through a few passerbys, who fixed their collars to block the cold) and he stopped a few feet from the stranger. He hesitated, not sure how to make himself known.
Finally he decided on a question. "Do you remember your name?" He asked.
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 7, 2017 21:50:54 GMT -5
Ashton jumped back in surprise at the sound of a voice. He looked over..to find someone staring at him. Does that mean he's not loosing his mind? Is he not dead? But all his hopes and dreams drianed right out of him as he seen the person's form waver slightly. "I-i think so. Ashton should be right.." He murmured, and glanced down, trying to hide his tear stains and flushed face.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on May 7, 2017 22:00:03 GMT -5
"Ashton." Arc echoed before nodding. "Well at least you've got that. Do you remember anything else?" He asked. "Just take it a memory at a time." He offered quietly. He wasn't sure what else to say until they had a few more answers.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 8, 2017 0:37:08 GMT -5
(boop. just came in to say hi how is everyone? i'll post a proper response tomorrow.)
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