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wolfintheattic) wrote in
theattic2015-10-14 05:28 pm
[MEME] OH NO A GHOST

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.
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.

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I can do that, do they need to see me too when I scream?
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They'll come in after you for sure! Or any of 'em worth their salt will.
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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.]
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[He dashes off, straight through the ceiling. The temperature in the room drops back down to normal.]
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Bring on the old shutters.]
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[He hovered excitedly behind her like some puppy waiting to go outside.]
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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.]
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Showtime, kid.
[He gives her a salute before diving through the floor like a dolphin. Now, which one of these little snots was Aaron. Either way, once the last kid enters the house, all the doors and shutters slam shut, plunging them into darkness.]
[The air grows frigid.]
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There's a few screams when everything slams shut, followed with a few murmurs. There's a specific voice telling everyone to 'calm the hell down'. Naomi's not sure JW can see her but quickly points mouthing 'Aaron!'.
Said boy is in the middle of the group, using his phone as a flashlight.]
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[Meanwhile, down in dudebro central, the rug they're all standing on flies out from under them and looms like a cobra with a flattened hood.]
GET OUT! THE GIRL IS MINE!
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There is a very distinct "we're so boned" murmur from one of the boys. Aaron manages to hiss a shut up, but seems just as freaked out. He turns to look at the cobra, getting back to his feet and speaking in a voice that is very clearly higher then normal.]
H-Hell no! Give her back!
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[The carpet cobra arched its flat neck down, closer and closer to Aaron.]
UNLESS YOU WOULD LIKE TO REPLACE HER.
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No! [And his voice is a little shrill.] You can't keep her! This was just a prank!
BACK FROM THE WAR
[He makes the photos on the walls shake and dust falls down from the ceiling.]
BUT IT IS VERY SERIOUS FOR ME.
WELCOME BACK SOLDIER
He's not sure what will be worse - facing a ghost or Naomi's older brother...]
Give her back! [There's a small pause before he adds on a very almost pained.] Please.
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[Meanwhile, back where Naomi is hiding, a hunting dog in a nearby painting leans out and speaks in JW's voice.]
How'm I doing?
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She looks up at the painting speaks in JW's voice, giving him a thumbs up.]
Great! I think some of their hair is gonna turn white.
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Good. I think they've worn out their welcome though. Whataya say I give 'em one last scare and show 'em out? I can let out out the cellar window. You show up outside like it's no big deal.
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[She pushes herself up to her feet, tucking her hair behind her ear.]
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[The dog disappears in a puff of green smoke and returns to its normal painted state. The carpet snake finishes its pondering and fanned out its moldy, floral print hood.]
NO!
[And then he lunges, the raggedy ends of the rug coming together to look like fangs. The front door swings open and the lower half of the rug lifts up in a loud undulating SNAP to send the kids tumbling out into the night.]
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On the front yard, meanwhile, there's a bit of pandemonium and more screaming. No one's exactly sure what to do.]
That was so cool Mister Ghost!
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This is the best Halloween I've had since I was a kid!
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I think this is the best Halloween ever, at least after I realized you weren't gonna eat me.
[Once the giggles fade she hurries down to the first floor to greet her new friend, looking nothing like the terrified little girl from earlier.]
Thank you!
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Thank you, young lady. I still want to know where you got the idea that ghosts eat people. Isn't that what werewolves and zombies do?
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[Which means she believed it 100%.
And speaking of which, outside the house someone shouts for her. Naomi turns her head instinctively, her nose wrinkling. Slowly she creeps over to a window, peering out to see her older brother standing in front of the house, looking as though he's counting while a far taller teenager lectures the still terrified group.]
Oh maaaan. He's so gonna yell at me for taking the dare...
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