[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.

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[reflected_image]

Ghosts can get dizzy?

[You learn something new everyday. Actually, today Kou was learning quite a few new things.

He sighs a little, flipping the visor down, turning at the corner until he finds a parking spot on one of the side streets. After that he cuts the engine, getting off the bike and taking his helmet off.]

Right. We're walking.

[toothaches]

What! No, man! It wasn't that bad!

_{[He brings his hands together and gives Kou a huge smile that he hope is convincing.]}

Just another block?

[reflected_image]

No.

[He states this firmly as he pockets his keys.]

Last thing we need is a dizzy fucking ghost. Let's go.

sorry about the delay life + net going out

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice's smile melts into a pout but he decides to let it go for now. He pockets his hands and drifts behind the boy, being sure to get a good eyeful of the world around them.]}

As much as I like my bar, I gotta admit, I'm kinda diggin' the idea of a little vacation.

[reflected_image]

[Kou glances to the side at the ghost, keeping his own hands in his jacket pockets. It's only when he's sure no one will actually notice him talking to himself that he answers.]

You really never leave that place?

[toothaches]

Nope. Can't, really. Not without some kinda intervention.

_{[A pointed look.]}

Ghost rules, y'know.

[reflected_image]

I don't, actually.

[Pointed look right back at you, Maurice.]

Would you if you had the chance?

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice folds his arms and speaks as though he's reciting from something he'd been forced to memorize in school.]}

You stay where you lay. And you bet. I woulda gone to my parents' house. Or at least watch my nieces grow up.

[reflected_image]

Huh.

[That's all he really has to say, out loud at least. Kou keeps walking, default scowl firmly in place.

After a few minutes of silence he glances at Maurice again.]

What if you could?

[toothaches]

What do you mean?

_{[He speeds up a little to float along side Kou instead of behind him.]}

[reflected_image]

If you could leave the bar, would you?

[He thought he'd been rather straight forward.]

[toothaches]

W-well yeah! I miss my family.

_{[But part of him, an awful inky dark part of him worries...are they glad he's gone?]}

[reflected_image]

[He nods, not realizing any of the ghosts worries.]

You have siblings? I mean you said you had nieces?

[toothaches]

Yeah...a sister and two brothers. My sister's kids--Tab and Carol. I miss 'em so much.

_{[He suddenly finds himself frowning, feeling dumb for getting his hopes up.]}

You're not sayin' you can do that, can you?

[reflected_image]

I've got a little sister, she's a pain in my ass.

[And that's almost send with a certain amount of affection.

He also suddenly wishes he'd kept his mouth shut.]

I can't, no. I'm not an actual necromancer remember? [The unspoken 'idiot' is very clear in the look he gives Maurice. The look fades though as he looks down, rubbing the back of his neck.] But I mean maybe someone does know. I could ask around.

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice doesn't like that look, not one bit. His hands tighten into fists and he wishes he could take a good swing at the kid's head.]}

Let's go talk to your friend first.

[reflected_image]

[He probably could take a swing, not that it would really do more then give Kou the case of the shivers.]

Right, c'mon we're almost there.

[And in a few more minutes they reach a brick faced building, the front covered in a good amount of ivy. Kou pauses at the front, fishing out what seems to be an absurd amount of keychains for three keys, one he uses to open the front door.]

I'm on the eighth floor.

[toothaches]

_{[Just to be a shit, once Maurice notices which door Kou is going to go through, he moves ahead of him and passes right through the wall.]}

The view must be great.

[reflected_image]

Not really. I face a brick wall.

[Holy shit, that actually startled him slightly, not that Kou will admit it. He has to be a tough kid, after all.

He makes his way up the stairs, and then down a small hall towards room number '809', fishing the mass of keychains out again to undo his front door.

And they are almost immediately greeted by an excited mew, a charcoal grey cat with a big blue bow comes charging towards them.]

Epione, Epione no. [Kou takes a step back, almost right back into the hall in utter panic as the furball leaps forward. A small yelp escaped him as the cat claws at his leg, then promptly climbs right up until she can perch on his shoulder.] Fucking hell, do you need to do that every time?

[The cheerful sounding mew is the answer before the cats attention moves to their guest.]

[toothaches]

<sub>[Maurice passes through this door as well and is started to find AN ANIMAL on the other side of the wall. For a moment he thinks she's another ghost because of her grey coloring. But then she notes the bow and how much she obviously loves the surly little reluctant necromancer.]

[He couldn't help but coo at her.]</sub>

Awwww, she loves you so much.

_{[Man. How nice was it to be around a cat that couldn't make him sneeze?]}

[reflected_image]

So much she's going to claw my leg off one of these days.

[The surly scowl remains in place, even as he reaches up to rub under her chin until she's purring.]

C'mon, make yourself at home or whatever.

[The aparment itself wasn't too big. It was a tiny studio really, a futon pushed against the wall with blankets haphazardly thrown on top of it. There were papers, books, numerous cat toys and a few mugs of forgotten coffee scattered across the apartment, looking very much like a hurricane had come through. Not that Kou will say anything about how messy the place had gotten.

He will also not comment on the honest to God cat castle below the window. Nope. Not at all.]

[toothaches]

<sub>[Maurice drifts further into the room and turns in place. He's kind enough not to pick up any of Kou's things and get his weird ghost residue on them. For now.]

[It's kind of hard not to notice all the cat-related luxury.]

[He instantly judges Kou.]</sub>

What did you say you were goin' to school for again?

[reflected_image]

[He can feel that judgement.]

He can feel it but is certainly going to just ignore it. Instead he turns his head to glance back at the ghost.]

Nursing, why?

[toothaches]

Just curious. Couldn't really remember. Ghosts don't have great memories.

_{[He tipped forward so that he was nearly floating upside down to peer inside the cat castle.]}

Meet a lot of girls as a nurse?

[reflected_image]

[Upon seeing the intruder in her castle, Epione hops off Kou's shoulder, racing across the floor to let out a very stern 'mew' at Maurice.

Kou meanwhile raises an eyebrow.]

Yes... It's predominantly a female field. [But why does he feel there's something else to that question?] I meet some guys too.