[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

[goldeneyeball]

_{[The ghost's eyelids fall to half mast.]}

A little late for that, don'tcha think? The least you coulda done was knocked.

_{[His eyes drift to her phone again. HOW on earth is that a phone?]}

[serenesuccessor]

Mama says it's still better to apologize then not. 'nd I didn't think anybody lived her!

[If she wasn't still scared her comment might have been accompanied by her tongue being stuck out at him.

She follows his gaze to her phone, looking down at it, then him.]

Um, d'you wanna see it? I've got Angry Birds.

[goldeneyeball]

Angry...birds? How many birds can you possibly fit in there?

_{[He rolls over a little further and props his head up on one arm.]}

[serenesuccessor]

It's a game!

[And here she goes, settling down to cross-legged in front of the sofa. She holds up her phone, frowning a little at that low battery, but it should hold out enough to show him the game, at least.

She swipes her phone, entering the passcode before paging through the pages upon pages of apps.]

You shoot birds at houses to beat up pigs.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[His eyes widen. It really IS some kind of Star Trek business...what on earth was civilization doing out there beyond his mailbox? He isn't sure whether to be excited or scared as he watches her navigate the apps.]}

And y' use that to call people...?

[serenesuccessor]

Yeah 'nd text people.

[She pauses briefly, finger hovering over the Angry Bird app.]

Oh, that's like, um, emailing? D'you know what emailing is?

[goldeneyeball]

I do remember emailing. Even have a computer upstairs. Let's see these angry birds.

_{[He doesn't dare lean in or the phone will die before she can launch even one bird.]}

[serenesuccessor]

Really? Is it super old?

[Because he was a ghost. All ghosts were old.

She taps the app and soon the game begins, Naomi hurtling poor birds and the pig houses.]

[goldeneyeball]

Older than you.

_{[He watches the game play out on the screen. JW can see the appeal. It's amazing how far phones have come. She's just touching the screen! No buttons at all!]}

So. These friends of yours are just gonna let you stay in a for real haunted house by yourself?

[serenesuccessor]

Yeah, I gotta stay for an hour. It was dare. [She puffs her cheeks out, looking back up at him.] Plus! Aaron was the one who dared me 'nd he's not my friend. He's a jerk.

[Then she lets out the air in her cheeks, looking back at her phone.]

But Bridget probably ran 'nd got my big brother 'nd Tai when you scared everybody, so they're probably gonna come to get me soon. I think 'm allowed to break the dare then 'cause Kou is scary when he's mad. So's Tai 'cause he never gets mad. They're the only ones I know who are allowed to break a double dog dare.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[The ghost's gaze abandons Angry Birds and moves to one of the windows. He could have some fun. Some real fun.]}

Hey...this may just be a ghost thing...but how do you feel about revenge?

[serenesuccessor]

[Outside JW might still be able to see a boy in a hockey mask arguing with another boy, as well as a few of Naomi's friends peering at the house. What's notably missing is a girl that had been dressed as Dorothy.

Bridget has already run off to get help and by the boy in the hockey masks expression he already knows he done fucked up.

Naomi looks back at him, temporarily forgetting her game.]

Y'mean like putting sugar in the salt shaker?

[serenesuccessor]

[Outside JW might still be able to see a boy in a hockey mask arguing with another boy, as well as a few of Naomi's friends peering at the house. What's notably missing is a girl that had been dressed as Dorothy.

Bridget has already run off to get help and by the boy in the hockey masks expression he already knows he dun fucked up.

Naomi looks back at him, temporarily forgetting her game.]

Y'mean like putting sugar in the salt shaker?

[goldeneyeball]

Nnnnno, I mean like luring that little Aaron snot in here and scaring the daylights out of him.

[serenesuccessor]

[. . .]

That would be mean!

[But there's an impish look in her eyes.]

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW's grin stretches on past his ears.]}

We wouldn't have to hurt 'em.

_[Much.]

[serenesuccessor]

[Y'know, a little while earlier that smile would've sent her right into tears. Now though, now she's giggling.]

Weeeellll, if we aren't gonna hurt him...

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[IT was going to be a good Halloween after all.]

[He hops off the couch and stretches up and over her, looming around so that he can conspire with her by her ear. As if there were anyone else around to bust the plan.]</sub>

Alright, so here's what we're gonna do. I'm gonna need you to go upstairs--I'll show you how to work the window latches. They're old, don't ask. And then I'm gonna need you to scream. Make sure they know it's you.

[serenesuccessor]

[She tilts her head when he conspires in her ear, expression curious.]

I can do that, do they need to see me too when I scream?

[goldeneyeball]

Yeah! You need to scream and flail around like you're being dragged out of sight by something horrible.

They'll come in after you for sure! Or any of 'em worth their salt will.

[serenesuccessor]

[Oh that seemed... That seemed really mean. Naomi hesitates, biting her lip. Aaron did deserve to get scared, she wouldn't deny that, and it would be funny but-]

Okay, but only if my brothers not here yet, 'cause I don't wanna scare him!

[Knowing Kou he'd freak out, worry about her for a week and then tear her a new one if he ever found out she was pulling a prank.]

[goldeneyeball]

Yeah, yeah, fine whatever, come on! Up stairs and the end of the hall!

_{[He dashes off, straight through the ceiling. The temperature in the room drops back down to normal.]}

[serenesuccessor]

[Naomi had almost grown accustomed to the cold temperature that she's a bit surprised when the room starts to warm up. Not that she can enjoy it, as she's on her feet hurrying out the room and up the steps and down the hall to meet back up with him.

Bring on the old shutters.]

[goldeneyeball]

Okay, kid, where are--there you are! Alright, you gotta hold these two latches at the same time, pull the whole bottom frame inward then push it upward! I don't know who designed this godforsaken house.

_{[He hovered excitedly behind her like some puppy waiting to go outside.]}

[serenesuccessor]

[She listens to the instructions before giving a nod, moving over to them. It still takes her a few tries before she manages to open the shutters. She peers out first, seeing the group of teenagers still outside, mingling in confused worry. She looks back at the excited ghost, giving a grin and a nod.

Then she throws the shutters open, letting out the loudest scream she can manage, flailing her arms. The screams continue as she pretends that she's being grabbed by something, purposely holding onto the window sill as she shuffles to the side before ducking completely out of the sight.

(It probably looked very comical.)

And only a few minutes after her first scream, there are the sounds of footsteps as a few of the teenagers - Aaron included - rush to the house.]