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7:38pm Oct 31 2013
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I've never actually done one of these. I've never role-played on a site before so this will probably be a bit choppy.
Shall we do this in pieces? Like we're typing out chapters. We can have just two characters interact or many, and also develop a setting for each scene so that we can develop a layout of their home and surroundings. The grave, the Winchester Mansion etc.
Let me know and I can edit this or you can start the rp or whatever you would like! /flails
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7:43pm Oct 31 2013
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We can do it in chapters. It will be easier to make into a scrip later. There is no need for bios since we already know the chars. And also rping in 1st person from our chars POV might be nice. I am start if you want |
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7:45pm Oct 31 2013
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Go ahead and start, I'm fine with either or.
I'm good with 1st person, too.
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7:52pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 9:21pm Oct 31 2013)
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Chapter 1: Grave Encounter
So here we were. The most creepiest place you can be at Halloween, a Graveyard. At first I thought it would be fun. You know a challenge. Go in, get a rose that grows around old Angel statue and get the hell out of there. But now while standing at the gate it didn't look so fun anymore.
-Oh Sharon, You said your aren't afraid - Said one of the guys that came here with me. -Yeah. Its old, dark and creepy, nothing much - someone others spoke.
Well sure, but the freaking cemetery is hunted. Or so the people said.
-Your going or not, we wont stay here all night -
They started to work on my nerves.
-FINE! You better have those candy ready - Stupid, Stupid me. I would do anything for sweets.
And so i took a those few step.Massive walls surrounded the cemetery, so as sone as i got in everything went dark and silent.
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8:02pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 8:02pm Oct 31 2013)
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"Stop picking at those flowers! Poor man is rolling around in his grave." Theodore mewled, nimbly leaping over a few tombstones. I rolled my eyes at him, picking at the thorns. I stood up, dusting off the grave before walking away.
"Old man Richard said it's fine. He's rotted away by now. What else am I supposed to do when I'm actually allowed to touch things? Float around?" I grinned, knowing I could probably go scare a few kids. The ones who always steal the candy from the younger children.
"What have we here?" Theodore pranced over a few head stones, his bony claws clacking on the stones. His little bell hat jingled as his eyes lit with excitement. "By George, a lass? A witch has come to pass? Spooksssss my boy, you best jump with joy-?"
I'd already run past him by the time he turned to me, his bony face rattling as he grinned. A girl? No, a witch? Witches were rare, especially in these parts. I had to speak to her. Picking on children could wait. She had to be able to do something. Anything.
(I've changed Belcy to Theordore for now, I don't know if I like it)
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8:13pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 8:16pm Oct 31 2013)
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Ok ok. calm down. One Feet after another, no 2 left and 2 right, just 1 left 1 right. - This wasn't a good idea. You can get a sugar rush with honey or something, those camel bats aren't worth this - I voiced my thought It was getting colder and colder as I went on in the south most end of the cemetery. Something jingled in the dark and i quickly turn my head as to see what it was, almost collapsing as the spider hanging from my witch hat touched my shoulder
-Damn it all! - I stared to walk faster. The tomb and the angel with rose vines was just a few meters away.
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8:21pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 8:21pm Oct 31 2013)
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I hesitated, hovering just behind the stone Great Gargoyle (a name Theodore insists one using although the stone beast is small and nearly entirely broken). Witches are evil beings. Monsters. Curse creators and typically ugly at that. From what experience has proven. She would just laugh at my face.
Hell, she might just take away the one time of year I can actually feel things. Feel alive. I toyed with the mask, reassuring myself it was stuck tight. She kept moving forward, pausing and gasping every so often. Theodore in the distance was cackling, his bone jaws chattering and his bells tinkling.
I bit back my fears and lunged, hugging her tight around the waist so she wouldn't be able to hit me with any magic. Or her hands. A smack to the face would hurt. Or a kick to the crotch. That hasn't happened in eighteen years, I don't want to repeat the experience.
"Halt witch! I demand ye release me from my prison! ...I'm begging you."
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8:36pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 8:38pm Oct 31 2013)
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I was so close just need to reach it, just take the tiny almost dead rose and I'm off. Aghhh, that uneasy feeling of being watched. I can feel it ever since I came here.
I passed an old broken statue. It might have once been and angel or some other thing. It was a good few meters away from me when i hear the bell again. ~This time I'm sure its not my imagination~ I thought But there was something this time, something new. Another noise, as if ringing teeth maybe.
Grab the Rose and Run. Grab the Rose and Run. Grab the ...
I froze. Someones arms encircled my waist. Whoever it was, was holding me tightly.
-Halt witch! I demand ye release me from my prison! ...I'm begging you.- ~Male voice! I'm sure that's a male voice Sexy male voice Not now brain~
I couldn't move! My arms and legs felt as if made of iron. A turn of my head and i saw just a bit of white.
And then everything went dark. Silent. Peaceful.
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8:51pm Oct 31 2013
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The girl fell limp in my arms and I froze. Witches don't faint. They don't. They don't feel fear because they are fear. Theodore chuckled as I just craddled the girl against my chest,
surprisingly light and incredibly warm. Uncomfortably warm. I officially
despise heat.
"Ya killed her. Nice job kid, a wonderful addition to the yard! Killing really isn't that hard." He leapt onto a tomb next to me, bobbing his head to the sides as he sang. The graveyard stirred and I frowned.
"What do you mean I killed her? Sh- is she breathing? Do witches die? The old hag that got me still draws breath! She has to be alive." I dropped her, flat out dropped her. She crumpled to the ground and I started pacing, in circles, just waiting for her to move. She would move, right? She had to. She was immortal. Witches are immortal.
"She will die if you leave her to freeze down there. Pick the poor lass up, it's only fair. Hurry hurry, the spirits are in a flurry." He bounced away, bones falling all over the place. I picked the girl back up, wishing body heat wasn't a thing, and carried her to the stone of Gabriel. Placing her on a step I sat and waited patiently, glaring at the muddy ground.
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9:06pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 9:23pm Oct 31 2013)
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Its hard to describe this feeling I had. It was cold but not like frosty autumn rain or winder wind. This cold was different. This cold was warm. Ok I know this doesn't make any sense, but that's really what I felt. And then everything change. The cold wasn't warm any more it was freezing, only to change again. It wasn't my fist time collapsing, usually it happen when I overdo exercises. But never had dreams like this before. The freezing cold returned and this time it was here for good. Bit of my consciousness started to come back to me. I could feel the night breeze on my face and the hard rock I was laying on and ... wait rock!? wasn't I in the middle of the cemetery?! Wasn't I just attack by someone?!
I open my eyes and sat up quickly, the move almost drained what little blood was in my head. All I could do was shout -Please let me go, Don't murder me please!!- My eyes slowly started to focus on a pair of gently glowing golden eyes. They were looking at me. Confused and sad.
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9:56pm Oct 31 2013 (last edited on 9:57pm Oct 31 2013)
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"Murder you? How does one go about murdering a witch?" She stared for a long moment and something clenched in my chest. "You are a witch, yes?"
I allowed her a moment to think, then it struck me. "You aren't, are you? What are you doing in the cemetery? It's late, it's dark. It's dangerous. Go home."
I threw my hands to my face, anger and sorrow warring in my chest. All that time wasted waiting for her to wake up and she wasn't even a witch?! Some stupid kid fooled into playing some stupid trick on Halloween. Of course. What was I expecting? Ratty old hags knew better than to wander into a place of death and curses. If I could cry I probably would. But tears no longer fell. I simply hunched over, startled when Theodore crawled up into my lap.
He turned to stare at the girl, simply beaming as his bony figure shimmered in the moons silver light, then pressed into my stomach. At least I haveTheodore. He may be a character, but her cares about me. He will help.
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8:32am Nov 1 2013 (last edited on 8:33am Nov 1 2013)
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What the .. Does he really thought I was a Witch. But Witches don't exist! Its just a Halloween costume like the mask he was wearing. I watched as the realization of this situation crashed on him. He covered his face with his hands and just sat like that. Despair and sorrow clenching him tightly. Out of somewhere can this thing. It looked like a cat or something closely related to cat family. The look he gave me, it was something between asking for help and telling to to get out of his face. And then he disappear. ~ Ok! that was not a cat!~ I couldn't help myself, I had to say something, anything.
-Are you all right? Who are you? What's your name? And what are you doing here in the middle of cemetery ?-
Oh if granny would see this. She wouldn't stop laughing. But what's done is done, there is no point on going back. And so I just sat there, well half sat, my lag were still lying in slumber, I couldn't move then even if I wanted to. I waited, waited fro him to say whatever he had to say.
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5:27pm Nov 1 2013 (last edited on 5:28pm Nov 1 2013)
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"Are you all right? Who are you? What's your name? And what are you doing here in the middle of cemetery?" It took a moment to even register that she was talking and I only caught the last snippet of her question. I glanced at her and restrained from just standing up and walking away. Of course she wasn't a ruddy witch.
"This is my home. I want to know what exactly you were doing trespassing. I've told you already, it's not safe here."
"Do not be so rude little man! Be nice, be nice. Next time before you answer, think twice!" Theodore crawled into the pocket of my hoodie and peered out at her, cackling and rattling and irritating me further. I think I lied earlier. He's just a stupid little possessed skeleton of a cat who I entertain with my pathetic misery. Inhaling sharply, I spoke again before she could reply.
"Call me Spookz I guess. Moved here two years ago. Who are you?"
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4:48pm Nov 4 2013 (last edited on 4:54pm Nov 4 2013)
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Sharon smile widely. Her Seraphine Blue eyes almost glittered in the moon light. She hated seeing people sad, never mind that he scared the live out of her and and was a bit rude at first. Only then did she realize that she still was half laying on the tomb with her legs a little bit too exposed for her liking. She adjust her position letting. Her feet touched the ground and skirt pushed a below her knees. - Emm I'm Winchester ... I mean Sharon Winchester. But call me simply Sharon please. Emm I never met to disturb your home ~She stooped playing with her skirt and looked back into Spookz eyes with hers big and surprised ~ You live on a graveyard "
And then she finally looked at Theodore -Your a talking skeleton!! - She lost her balance and was furiously trying to grab something to hold.
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5:06pm Nov 4 2013
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I watched her flail a bit as she lost her balance and, simply because I could, grabbed her arm just before she plummeted to the ground. I sighed in agitation as Theo leapt from my lap to the ground. He pranced over to Sharon's feet.
"My name is Theodore MgGrue. Pleasure to meet you!" I rolled his eyes, pulling myhood over my head. What as waste of Halloween. The one night I can actually touch things and I'm stuck with a ditzy, clueless girl. A few bones fell away from the cat's body and rattled to the side as he stared
up at her. His blue orbs glittered with mischiefand I yanked
him away before it dawned on Sharon what Theo was doing.
"Stop looking up her skirt you creep." Turning to her I shrugged nonchalantly, like it was nothing new. "I've lived in Graveyards for over a century now. This place it recent and so far I'm not too fond. Too many ghost hunters." I shivered involuntarily. "Look, you're a Winchester, you should know this place is riddled with dead spirits. If you had business get on with it, I'll escort you out."
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5:32pm Nov 4 2013
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Hes hand was as cold as hes attitude, he seem to not like companionship and wasn't to talkative. I knew that anything I say or do will not cheer that broody mood of his so I simply said -Sorry for everything. This was a stupid bet with my friends to get a rose that all. I never wanted to cause any trouble. ~I looked from the ground at him with begging of tear in my eyes~ I'm sorry once agian. Dont bother with escorting me I find my way back-
I was fighting hard to hold my tears. It was always the same, people were rough with me I couldent control my emotions and cried. I didnt want it to happen again so i simply turned around and walked not caring about the rose, my witch hat or the boney cat at my feet. |
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