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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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[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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[JW follows her and folds his arms at the sight of the little scene playing out on his lawn.]
He'll get over it. At least he'll be impressed you fended off a ghost all on your own, right? And, I know it's not any of my business? But I'd look into finding some better friends if I were you.
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[She sticks out her tongue, making a face. Outside Kou reaches seven-]
'm coming!
[That gets him to pause. She sighs a little, doubtful that Kou will believe her but it would be worse a shot.]
Thanks again Mister Ghost... Uuuuum, d'you think I can come by to visit again? Next time I'll knock! Promise!
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[What she says next comes as a surprise. JW's whole image flickers as he runs her request back through his head. Naomi had been the most pleasant interaction he'd had since...gosh he couldn't remember. And even JW who no longer possessed a body or any organs had a shriveled enough heart to deny her request.]
[He holds out a chilly, transparent hand.]
Of course you can. And it's Jim. No Mister. Makes me feel old.
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He would probably be happy to get her out of his house.
She braces herself for the rejection, so when he does agree she lights up. She reaches out to take his hand, her hand going through his.]
Thanks Mist- Jim! Next time I'll bring some fun games or somethin' for us to do! [Outside she hears her name again, taking a step backwards towards the door.] I better go before he tries kicking your door in but I'll see you!
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Y'know that doesn't sound half bad. See ya 'round, squirt. If you don't hurry all the candy will be gone!
[And he stands there in the door, hardly visible in the glare of the street lights outside as he watches her go. Once he's sure that the group is on their way, thoroughly spooked and maybe just a little wiser, he quietly closes the door.]