What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost!

[Ceaint]

Yūrei University

A Few years back the school had faced a tragic accident. One of the West hallways had set to flames, and they never could figure out how or why it happened. this fire clammed the life's of some students, and injured a handful of others.

Since that day the hallway has been closed off. No classes, no faculty; they never sent in a custodian to try to make it look nice. However, they have tried to board up the windows, but everything ended up on the floor. As a last resort, they placed a new door there. The door closed the hallway off from the rest and has a habit of unlocking itself and opening.

Rumor has it, about a month after this fire students and faculty have reported to see strange apparitions through out the campus. Occasionally there had been reports of things being moved or even things being thrown.

Will you help the spirits of the past move on? You decide.

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THE DOOR OPENED BY ITSELF.

 

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Class was boring. Again. The teacher kept rambling on and on and on about his life and his childhood experiences. He talked about how he used berries and water, and mud to make his own paint colors. About how he'd used the hair from that his pets dropped to make his own paintbrushes. Art class was supposed to me more about art, and less about life, wasn't it? Usually, she would be interested in stories like these. Junko loved stories about the elderly's childhood. But today wasn't one of those days. Her mind was somewhere else. On something more important. On someone more important. Her thoughts focused on her deceased sister. She looked to the class calender, which was conveniently placed on the wall right next to her chair. It was November 10th. In two more days, she'd visit her sister's grave once more. How long had it been? 2 years? That sounded about right. It's only been two years, she thought. She continued that phrase over and over again, slowly, then quickly. No matter how she said it, it didn't feel any less true. Her sister was gone.

The class began talking to each other after the professor had said it was alright to, but Junko was still lost in her thoughts. That is, until she heard a yelp, followed by multiple, duller thuds. It was faint, but Junko caught it. Her eyes shifted to the door at lightning speed. The gears in her brain began to turn. Her curiosity levels went up tenfold. Almost right after the thuds, she heard.. Laughter? Were students cutting class this early in the semester? It was a dumb thing to do, considering that they had to pay for the classes. Well, in the end, it was up to them. But the laugh sounded almost insane. Instantly, her thoughts focused on the rumors that went around the school. Apparently, the spirits of the student's who died in the fire still roamed the west hallway. Though, personally, she hadn't encountered on of these "ghosts" herself, so she didn't exactly have any reason to believe it. No reason but her sister. If the rumors were true, chances were her sister was still there. Still on earth. She wouldn't be completely gone. But it was impossible. Everyone always talked about how these ghosts were mischievous, evil, dangerous. Her sister would never hurt anybody. Grey was kind. She knew, because she has experience that kindness herself. She wouldn't know the truth unless she investigated herself. Right at that thought, the bell rang.

Lucky me. Junko packed her things into her bag at a slightly faster pace than usual, hoping to be one of the first out of class. Unfortunately for her, there were about 20 students trying to get through both of the exits already. It would be a miracle if she got to her class on time. As the more people left, she noticed a group of people linger at the door. A group about 5 or 7. For such a high class school, why were their door so narrow? She tried to squeeze through the students in the way. Even if she didn't like school all too much, she would not be late for a class again. "Um, excuse me.." she managed to say. The group apologized (thankfully, they weren't rude), and moved out of the way. After saying a soft 'thank you'. she proceeded to her next classroom, which coincidentally passed by the west hallway. About 10 feet from it were scattered books. Probably the ones she heard during class. But why were they left on the ground? She could return these books and head to her own class if she was quick enough. As she kneeled to pick up the Calculus 4 books, she almost felt.. Something cold, like a gust of wind. That was strange, since there were no open windows, and the doors leading outside were pretty far away. It wasn't just cold it almost felt like someone was there.

She shook her head and picked the books up. "These rumours are getting to me.. I need to stop thinking so much." She needed to get to class. But she wouldn't be able to take all these books at once and run. Looks like she'd be a few minutes late to class once more.



Wearing // The school uniform.
With // Someone(?).
Where // Yurei University.
Thoughts // I'm probably imagining things.
OOC // First post, worst post.

 

[Captain Kova]

Oh. the life of the cat: Simple and care-free. He wandered the halls, happily and without worry, occasionally curling up on the tile floor and enjoying the warmth of the evening sunlight. The halls were empty at this time of day, ideal for him to lurk about without the nuisance of humans and the sort. Paicho, the cat, would waste seconds, minutes, and even hours in these halls, happily scampering about. There were many things for Paicho to see, like discarded erasers and pencils left by careless students in the hall. He'd nudge these little trinkets hither and thither, playing alone, yet with the utmost excitement and metabolism that was uncommon for cats his size.

Paicho would occasionally lean against the doors to the classroom, to hear the on goings inside, only to instantaneously become uninterested. He'd scamper up and down the halls, absent-minded, and playful. Utterly preoccupied with the simple joys in life that any anomalies pertaining to human affairs, were utterly irrelevant. Paicho never cared about why one student was crying one day, or why another was shouting about something uninteresting.

Humans are boring, which is why sometimes... He feels compelled to interfere.

Paicho would do many clever things to interfere with the humans. Once he unlocked all the windows during a typhoon, letting water into the halls. He regretted doing this because it washed away all of his trinkets. Another time he pulled the fire alarm, out of the sheer joy of watching the humans scurry from their boring routines. Recently Paicho stole a pretty pink letter from a giggling girl with a rather nice hairstyle, and then brought the pink letter to the first boy he saw. It seemed to generate some misunderstanding, making both the boy and the girl rather upset. Paicho felt no remorse for the troubles he brought to the humans. To this day, his concern for them is minimal, if even existent.

Here Paicho was, lying sprawled out on the tile floor, enjoying the evening sun, dosing off into a mild nap.
 

[yankeegirl235]

___Nadia Romero

Nadia had just entered the hallway after getting out of class. She was new to this school and heard the rumors about the spirits living in the hallway where they had unfortunately met their fate. Nadia was not one to believe in ghost tales and found it hard to think that something that ridiculous could be true, still a lot of her fellow students seemed to believe it and that brought her hours of entertainment hearing their stories.

She had heard a lot of commotion in the hall just prior to the bell ringing, but had thought nothing of it, though she did hear some strange sounds following the thumps. just my imagination... Nadia had told herself, convinced that ghost do not exist. Once out in the hall, she saw a professor gathering up her books and smiled as she watched this poor woman scramble to get her things together, but not really feeling like helping her if a spirit did this, I don't want to anger them by helping her she thought mockingly.

She walked down the hall, wondering if she would make friends here or if she would be just as alone as she had always been.

Wearing?School Uniform
With?other students in hall, but alone
Where?Hallway, outside of the west hallway.
Thoughts?alone...like always
OOC:Sorry for the delay in posting, have been having a really busy week. Love all the pictures you guys have. Also sorry if this post is short and boring...writers block