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Mads felt a surge of dread paralyse him head to toe the moment Florence asked of Ann a favor, in her own supernatural manner. A manner of questioning that had Ann's body contort and writhe for a time while Florence tore her way into the dying woman's soul. He couldn't see the procedure in its...

Mads had busied himself with inspecting the room for a trail. The room was such a mess, the search took much of his focus, so when he turned around to check up on his undead companion, he was a little surprised to see absolutely no one sharing the haunted house with him. Not a sight, and not a...

Mads could well see how much Florence revelled in the circumstance. He couldn't hope to picture, what it must have felt like, to be rejected by life and death both, and to chance upon someone pushed by the situation to help her find the peace she so longed for. On the outside, his expression...

"Dammit," Mads thought. The confines of his mind had become the only place, he hoped, where he retained his free will, as Florence spelled out to him in rather direct clues, what could befall him otherwise, should he give his escape another shot. He saw the threshold, his escape was a mere step...

Mads listened to her story with a tinge of professional interest. Theodore had become on the murder map of his mind a very important variable to the mystery of Florence's origin. He felt the chill in the air get even colder as she touched on the subject of her late husband, and the things she...

The Masked Man observed as Florence's shape and visage shifted to yet another form, and couldn't stop himself from drawing conclusions. It was perhaps the first sentence of her body he could learn, and the gist revolved around subsiding anger. Her monstrous appearance had only lasted for as long...

The Masked Man pulled himself up, his arms and legs still a little shaken, exhausted from the fuss he had just weathered. Or so he hoped, anyway, as long as he took care choosing his words, and carried himself with grace and patience in front of the lady of the house. He was never before so glad...

He could not see the apparition, or hear it, but he could feel its overbearing presence in the room as the cold gusts of wind touched his skin, streaming down the table, and flowing forth along the floor, behind the knife-wielding woman. But the cold air felt lukewarm put against the chill...

The loud bang of the fallen chandelier snapped The Masked Man out of his thought. In the blink of an eye, all his attention fell on the man buried under the broken chandelier. Not dead, but a far cry from what he would say to be alive. He balanced somewhere on the edge, moaning and groaning as...

In the chaos of their brawl, neither Masked Man nor his unyielding opponent had paid any heed to the House as it began to come alive all around them. They growled and snarled at one another like two rabid dogs caught in a brutal fight to the death. Not even the broken player could distract them...

This is our crazy RP with @Daisie about unfinished business, cheating Death, and two broken people searching for a soul! … Stories. Everyone has one. Even myself, though most know me as someone keen to cut them short, now and then. Oh, have I seen plenty of them, from all walks of life, and...

Picture an evening sky. Fainting light of distant stars above, a turbulent ocean of milky white clouds below, and the blinding Sun where sky grades from warm scarlet hues to cold blue shades. Hush, and you will hear the sighs and whistles of lukewarm winds, or chirps and tweets of a migrant...

Name: Alison Meriweather, "Angela" Role: Bleak Star Beta Gender: Female Age: 27 Appearance Alison has a slim but agile build, and measures unimpressive 5 feet tall. She is hollow-cheeked and sickly pale as if tainted by tuberculosis, with dark circles under her ever-startled almond eyes, and...

Ahoy. I hope I'm not late? Have never done any werewolf RPs before, but I'd love to give this one a try, can't say no when it's most definitely NOT typical. Is there any space left for this she-wolf? ^_^

Sorry, can't join this one. Work's holding me down, and I don't want to put up a poorly-done character, now that I've had a look at others! :)

Count me in!

Here's my crappy take on Flirty February. It's not perfect and might be a bit confusing, I warn you! While there's some exposition at the very bottom, I'd like you to guess what's going on yourselves with hints I scattered about the entire text. Have fun!