[MEME] OH NO A GHOST

[wolfintheattic]

OKAY LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS.
I wanna play a ghost. Below are some prompts.
I'm not super picky about setting or 'verse.

A- Your character is a paranormal investigator, an obnoxious tv show host, or is otherwise exploring an area that is said to be haunted for whatever reason. Maybe it's a dare.

B- My character's ghost just SHOWS UP in your character's home. Did your character buy some haunted shit off ebay? Maybe my character died nearby or was summoned via Ouija board by some stupid teenagers at that party you hosted last month. Either way, you got yourself a haunted house now. Congrats.

C- Your character is also a ghost. Maybe they died together. Maybe my character is new to this whole being dead thing and yours shows them the ghostly ropes. Maybe it's the other way around. Either way, ghost adventures are had. _{Not currently looking for new PLSs with this plot!}

D- Your character is a necromancer-type-person and has summoned mine's spirit to do their bidding.

E- Your character is an exorcist and is here to shoo mine out of their current haunt or otherwise help them move on.

F- Our characters are friends. Mine died and has returned to hang out/help/finish some business with yours.

G- Your character moves into the house mine is currently haunting. EXCUSE U.

H- POSSESSION. It happened somehow.

IF A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO MEET IS MISSING, LET ME KNOW.

Comments

[greatrage]

[what. Seriously. Eren gives him the most incredulous look]

Your cut? What are you going to do with money? Look, if you don't want to do it, I can temporarily tie you to an item and bring you to your real house and put you there. Do you like that idea better?

[goldeneyeball]

It was worth a shot.

_{[He guesses you really can't take it with you.]}

I do want to go home...but I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't at least a little interested in how you do things. You're...different.

_{[He looks at the violently pink bubble that's almost become the norm over the last couple hours. There's so much he could learn once he swallows his pride.]}

I want to help. Then I'll retire.

[greatrage]

[he snickers] How about I keep the cash since I still need to eat and stuff.

[different. That's uh... one way to put it. Eren nods and puts his backpack down.] Well, I'd be happy to have an old hand around. Since there's still plenty of things I haven't seen. [He takes out the lighter he used on the candles] I'm going to tie you to this for now, just so I can move you around without you getting lost or me having to use my power all the time. Then you can pick another object that you want... as long as it's something I can carry around. I guess it could even be a small animal if you wanted. [he grins] What do you say, have you ever wanted to be a cockatiel?

[he's kidding. Mostly.]

[goldeneyeball]

_{[He lets out an amused huff at the lighter. What a fitting object. Not that Eren knows.]}

I thiiiink I'll pass on the bird bit. I can already fly. And scream incessantly.

_{[JW is actually very fond of birds, but he's already been one of those for about a day and that was enough. He thinks of Vidia. She's...well, she's probably still alive. But old. He wonders if she remembers him. The ghost shakes himself, refusing to sink back into that awful, drippy sad state again.]}

Let's go.

[greatrage]

[he snickers again. This is true. This ghost has a good sense of humor! He hopes he doesn't live to regret this...

Jean and Marco are going to give him so much shit... ]

Alright. This may feel a little weird, but it shouldn't hurt.

[Eren brings out his whip again, but this time, it's more like a thread. It snakes around the remains of JW's chain, tying itself into a knot. He then deftly ties the other end of ethereal string to the lighter. JW might find himself feeling a bit heavier, but nothing like before. It's a pleasant sort of grounded, like coming out of some heavy painkiller sedation and being able to think clearly again. The bubble, and the string, vanish out of sight. But JW remains fairly solid, at least to Eren's eyes]

The range on this one is pretty small... I'll retie it after I've rested... I'm totally beat!

[you ready to go outside, JW? Cause Eren is opening the door to the crisp night air]

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[He watches Eren's work on the end of his chain with apprehension and almost flinches away. Don't pull it, don't pull it. He has no idea if it will still hurt and he doesn't want to find out.]

[Then the world of Pepto disappears and JW blinks at the dim little house. And at himself. This is...right. This is more right. Even if his spirit does have a green cast to it. It's actually a little hard for him to tell where his clothing ends and his skin begins.]

[He shuts his eyes and plays the day's events over in his head. Everything stays in perfect order. Good. That feels good.]</sub>

I don't blame you...sorry for givin' you the runaround. I could honestly use a nap myself if you can believe it or not.

[greatrage]

[Eren smiles. He likes it when it's a job well done. And tomorrow he can call the owners of the house, get his check, and everyone goes home happy.

Except the owners. Who have a mess to clean up. But no more confused, angry spirits in their house.]

You were fine. [he says, heading out the door to his (also beat up and old) car. He touches the top of his head] I have a big scar here. A spirit in Minnesota beaned me with a glass vase. It broke and cut me pretty bad. Knocked me out, too. That took me three days. The ghost... it was too far gone. [he'd had to destroy it, in the end. There was just no reasoning with it]

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[Once they're outside, JW can't pick any one thing to look at for more than five seconds at a time. He wants to see everything. EVERYTHING. He ventures ahead, but only a foot or so. He doesn't know how long his lead is and he doesn't want to find out.]

[Eren finally manages to get a leash on his attention when he shares the story of the ghost he couldn't save. The ghost's brows crease and sympathy and he resists the urge to brush the kid's hair aside and have a look for himself.]

[Eren really was different. JW couldn't remember being as patient with the spooks he shooed as Eren had been with him. Granted he couldn't remember a LOT of things but he's still thankful he's getting two second chances here.]</sub>

Does your mom know about all this ghost business?

[greatrage]

[it all must be very overstimulating. It IS a nice night, though. Eren can't wait to be back home in his bed, though, as nice as the night is. The leash has about 6 feet of give, if JW wants to test it.

Eren was patient because he had the ability to be so. His powers gave him an advantage no other medium had. Well... except his dad. Until his dad lost his marbles and pretty much turned into a demon and... yeah. That happened.]

Oh yeah, she knows. She can't see them, but she can... do that thing where... mmm... I don't remember what it's called. She can put her hands on stuff and see the "memories" of those items, kind of? Her name's Carla.

[goldeneyeball]

Oh, well, whew, that makes things less awkward for me.

_{[JW has primarily been on the side of the fence where the paranormal is a huge secret and if you told anyone either the suits wanted to get involved or people started staying away from you at Walmart.]}

That's an interesting gift...I've never met anyone like that.

_{[And then comes the...car. JW doesn't note it for its shabby shape. It actually makes him long for his shitty old black van.]}

So how am I gonna ride in this thing?

_{[Oh God he hopes he isn't going to become some kind of kite.]}

[greatrage]

[Oh yeah. The gubment. Eren knows all about them. And he does his best to stay far away. And to keep his other supernatural pals safe. People might panic if they knew vampires and werewolves and the like were real. They might come after Bertl will a stake... that would be bad. That guy wouldn't hurt a fly. ]

You'll like my friends, then. They're all... different.

[Instead of speaking, Eren simply gets into the car and places the lighter on the passenger seat. He puts his hand on it, and the Pepto Bismol aura spreads out again, this time covering the seat]

Well, obviously you're gonna sit.

[it expands a little more -- to the seat belt. He gives JW a shit-eating grin]

And buckle up.

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[Every time Eren used that power, JW couldn't help but stare in wonder. And jealousy. It wasn't the same, bitter envy he used to direct at magical people before he died. He'd let go of more than an old radiator when the chain snapped.]

[He drifts through the door and sits down. Sitting! What a novel sensation! It's been a while.]</sub>

You've got to be kidding, I'm done being strapped down.

_{[He folds his arms and throws one leg over the other in pure defiance, returning the grin.]}

[greatrage]

Pfft. Whatever. Suit yourself! Seatbelt laws don't apply to the dead anyway.

[Eren takes out his keys, starts the car, and the radio is blaring. Cranked up all the way.

It's partway through a song.

A song you may know.

The boy turns beet red and he fumbles for the volume at the radio, finally finding it and turning it down]

Ahah.. oops.

[goldeneyeball]

It's not like I'll die again if we have a wreck.

<sub>[He doesn't have a chance to make any digs at Eren about his driving because the cab was filled with NOISE. It takes him a moment to recognize it as a song. And then to recognize it as that song. A thing about JW is that he missed the 80s in their entirety, but he'd had a nerdy girlfriend who insisted on showing it to him.]

[He just looks at Eren.]</sub>

[greatrage]

[He sputters and looks at him, still red as can be. The aura enveloping the seat begins to wiggle and dance along with Eren's fluster]

L-look!! Don't judge me, ok?! It-it's my lucky charm! Like a rabbit's foot! Quit lookin' at me like that... I'll bind your soul to a dildo or something I swear I will!

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW raises his hands, eyes going wide.]}

Okay, okay, jeez! Calm down, it's not like I can tell anybody about it!