Opens: October 1, 2016 Closes: October 15, 2016 Judges: smolderingskies, Cerl Temius, Yushika
Your character has died, but they have not moved on to the afterlife! Instead, they've been filled with a determination to scare everybody they possibly can. Let's find out how they'd do in a haunting.
How This Works:
Choose one certed kid of yours. Completely fill out the form provided below. Send that form to Yushika in a PM titled "If You Were A Ghost Entry"! Make a post below stating that you have sent an entry. There will be 3 winners total, and each will receive a semi-custom kid from Yushika! Please keep in mind that the character you use will not actually be dead or a ghost during or after this contest. Think of this as a ghost-sona for one of your NMs/DDs!
Rules:
This contest is completely free. Please use the form provided. You may use ONE pre-existing certed kid of yours for this contest. Your responses must be in third person, past-tense roleplay format. Anyone can enter, whether they are a newbie or not! Staff MAY enter this contest! Whining, guilt-tripping, or generally misbehaving over the contest will result in you being disqualified. Make sure you've read the Guide to the Worlds forum in its entirety! You may not proxy for another person. You may not gift or trade prizes from this event.
Form:
[b]Username:[/b] [b]Character Name:[/b] -please include a link to your cert-
[b]Cause of Death:[/b] -in general terms, i.e.: injury, illness, etc. please no extreme gore or sexual references.- [b]Unfinished Business:[/b] -why did you stay a ghost?- [b]Place of Haunting:[/b] [b]Ghost Powers:[/b] -can you float/levitate things? phase through walls? make spooky sounds?- [b]Ghost Story:[/b] -please RP an instance in which you haunted someone-
Cause of Death: Broken Heart Unfinished Business: Her desire to be Above Place of Haunting: Her village Above ... but mostly her parents Ghost Powers: Nadinia can make objects move, and if she concentrates very hard, make a faint vision of herself appear Ghost Story: Nadinia's parents sat at their kitchen table, both staring vacantly at their plates. The shock had fully settled over them - their only daughter was gone. Her mother looked up, her face nearly blank. "You know, I thought she'd come to like it Below. I really did." Her voice lacked all emotions. The grief hadn't hit her yet.
Her father looked up, his eyes red and sparking. "Of course you did! It's like you didn't even know her!" The anger in his voice was clear. His grief had clearly advanced a stage further than his wife's. She didn't even react. There was nothing to react to, as far as she was concerned.
Looking back at her plate, she gave a start backwards. Her salad slid across the table, bumping into her husband's plate. "Whaaaa?---" The cutlery on the table began to rattle, too. Nadinia's mother's eyes looked like pie plates. Her father shifted back in his seat, and then reached out, poking at the plate.
As he reached for it, his own plate slid from the table to the floor, exploring into shard of porcelain. Nadinia's mother screamed. "Can't you just stay calm?!? There's a reason for this, obviously!" The cutlery joined the plate on its journey to the floor. Her mother screamed again.
Her father pushed his chair further away, simply staring at the mess on the floor. Behind him, the books in the shelf started to shake. Her mother didn't scream this time, silent tears simple rolled down her face. "Why?"
A hazy image seemed to hover by the bookcase. It began to solidify slightly. It was Nadinia. Her mother screamed again. "Nadi?!? Nadi! Please, don't..." She sobbed, while the ghost of Nadinia shook her head.
Entry Two:
Username: Two Character Name: Removed
Cause of Death: Suicide Unfinished Business: Never got to apologize to her mother Place of Haunting: The Academy - Mostly her old dorm Ghost Powers: Phase through walls, floating, wailing sounds Ghost Story: I didn't know how long it had been since my spirit came to inhabit this place. Most couldn't see me and those who could I ran from. I didn't want to pester them as I had been pestered by ghosts that decided it was fun to do so. I mostly kept to myself in my room. I think anyone who was around me could sense my sadness.
I had just wanted the voices to stop. I thought I would be happy, but I ended up stuck here, crying softly in my old room. Doing the same things those lost spirits had done to me.
I don't want to be like this...
It was the day my mother had come to collect my things. Her, her girlfriend, and my father. They all looked so sad. I felt like a disgrace. I never wanted my mother to see my pain; she didn't understand. "My baby..." She cried out, sitting on my bed.
My heart caught in my throat as she started to cry. I don't think she ever believed me when I told her I could hear those sad voices and see the haunting apparitions.
I tried to console here... "Mom, please... I'm right h-here!" I had went to her side and put my hand on her hand, but it went right through her. "I'm right here..." I realized I wasn't even making contact with the bed. My dad moved to console her as her girlfriend began to cry along with her. They were all so sad. I had made them sad. They couldn't see me and they had to deal with the repercussions of my actions.
"I'M RIGHT HERE!" I shrieked and tried to throw things off the shelves to get their attention. I phased right through them. It was like I wasn't a part of this world anymore. I was just allowed to watch as they came to terms with boxing up their daughter forever.
I started to cry. I'd say the tears were hot as they had been in the past but I couldn't feel them as they fell down my face. My family began to shiver, as if a cold wind had blown in. I wished that my mom could see the spirits that I could. At least in that moment, she would have noticed me and I could have apologized. My tears were unending. I began to wail in pain. I had been in so much pain.
In that moment, the wall paper seemed to peel from the wall and my family covered their ears. They could hear this horrible wailing. My wailing. My pain. I couldn't stop... That was the only thing of me that they could hear now. I couldn't say I was sorry, I could only cry.
I think my mother had realized it was me. Through the shrieking and the pain she looked up, towards the heavens and said "It's ok Harley! Please! Just... Just be at peace. Don't... Don't be sad anymore! She was choking back her own tears and flung herself into the arms of her girlfriend.... I could only continue softly and pitifully, wishing that I could tell her that I was sorry myself. "I'm sorry..." I whispered through my tears. "I'm sorry..."
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 3:54 pm
Entry Three:
Username: Three Character Name: Removed
Cause of Death: Heart Attack Unfinished Business: Missed the school dance due to death. Place of Haunting: Ballroom Eudica was asked out to prom by a nightmare she found rather fetching, and was anticipating the day of the dance. On the day of the dance she readied herself, fixing her hair, putting on her dress, applying makeup. When the girl called her date to confirm that they were picking her up she could hear giggling in the background. Her date told her that they had found a new nightmare to take to prom, and that poor Eudica was dumped. Eudica felt her heart crumble, and fall into a dark abyss. She never got to go to prom and dance with a date, the thing she had been looking forward to all year. Ghost Powers: She is stuck in the ballroom, ever dancing, you can hear the click of her feet as she dances if you listen close. Ghost Story: Eudica has been haunting the ballroom for years now, and every time prom rolls around some nightmares can swear they see a silvery maiden twirling to the music out of the corner of their eyes. It was on one such prom night that Eudica was stuck in her own little world, the music taking her on a ride of dance, when she saw a nightmare that looked surprisingly familiar. The ghost girl was mesmerized by the similarity this kid had with her ex-date. Before either of the nightmares knew it, their eyes locked and the dance began. Eudica took the others hand and the two of them danced for hours, oblivious to everything else around them. When the dance was over Eudica faded out, and her dance partner was left surprised. What were they doing last? They could hardly remember. It felt like they had only danced with the silver maiden for a minute or two, but as they looked at the clock they realized it had been hours.
Entry Four:
Username: Four Character Name: Removed
Cause of Death: Playground accident Unfinished Business: Salacia blames Marrow for what happened. Place of Haunting: The playground Ghost Powers: float/levitate, spooky sounds Ghost Story: Salacia waiting floating around the monkey bars where it happened, it was all Marrow's fault in her mind. A game of pirates went amiss when Marrow had Salacia walk the plank. Salacia had sworn on her last breath that she would haunt Marrow from davey litch's locker. Even though it was more davey litch's playground. Salacia waited to make spooky noises to freak out all the other students on the playground, she was careful around freshlings with the sight, only ever moving in the corner of their vision and making creeping noises. Salacia spotted Marrow she slithered through the air, swimming around that air near him making haunting bitter sounds the thing keeping her on this plane. She couldn't let go on the blame she went towards Marrow. A game she had loved and thought was fun turned into something dark. She hissed in his ear hoping he found get scared and run away. She was desperate to win, even though she knew there was a chance she would merely become a silly tale the freshlings of the playground told and then forgot.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 3:56 pm
Entry Five:
Username: Five Character Name: Removed
Cause of Death: Went to bed, bumped her head, didn't get up in the morning Unfinished Business: There were cookies to be ate! Place of Haunting: Academy kitchen Ghost Powers: Float, levitate objects, make spooky noises Ghost Story: Sarka had a hunger. A ghostly hunger. The kind of hunger that could only be satisfied by being as spooky as demonically geistly possible.
So she decided the only thing to do would be to scare the cooks! This she tried to accomplish by moving objects, banging pots with spoons and wailing like a proper ghost.
Strangely enough this accomplished nothing but having her incorporeal self being chased around by a broom attached to a rather irate cook. This was fun and all, but didn't accomplish her goal of cookies!
Well, there was always ghosting to be done another day!
