Hey guys! I wanted to start a roleplay of my own, and I thought it would be interesting for our characters to be… well, dead. They would be sort of like ghosts, and you could haunt someone, anything! If you have any ideas you want to ask me about, ask away! I'm open to suggestions ^^
So I'm... Dead?
Yes this sounds awesome can I join please?
Omg yesss! Can I join? :D
Of course! Feel free to join, I'll just make a ref sheet. By the way, you can play a living character as well. Perhaps someone who can see ghosts?
Character Sheet
Name:
Age (as a ghost this is how old you were when you died):
Cause of death (ignore if you're alive):
Appearance:
Personality:
Other (can include backstory, special powers, etc. Powers shouldn't be too crazy, ask if you aren't sure):
Name: Estella
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Cause of Death: died when her circus was bombed by terrorists
Appearance: long wavy caramel hair (dyed), tanned skin (Latina), tall, dark bear-black eyes, thick lashes, scars running down her back.
Other: She was the lion tamer and equestrian artist for her circus, which was actually a secret slave rescue and smuggling service.
Oh and she’s a hypnotist
Name: Gabriel Robin Jones (Robin)
Age: 11
Cause of death: House fire
Appearance: Ginger, Blue eyes, Very pale, Freckles. Wearing a simple red shirt and jeans.
Personality: Shy, awkward, and fearful. He hates saying no to people, and just wants to be helpful. Can sometimes be found distraught about how his death has affected his family.
Other: His main fears while alive were heights and fire. He still carries these fears, though he can't be hurt as a ghost.
I’ll make my form when I can, sorry.
That's fine :)
(Can I join? And if so, can I be an Angel of Death?)
(Can I join? And if so, can I be an Angel of Death?)
(Oooh! That sounds interesting! Sure, just make sure you're not too overpowered. I assume the powers would be being able to kill people by touching them or something, but we don't need like, literally destroying towns by thinking about it if you know what I mean lol)
Name: Aita Buki
Age: 19
Appearance: white hair that reaches his shoulders, red stitches on his body, red eyes.
Personality: He doesn't care about people dying, insensitive, seems non-human, childish
Other: Crazy strong and powerful, but in a really low rank.
(I was thinking he could be a ghostbuster type)
(Thx!)
Name: Lance Jarbio
Age: 869 ( looks 19)
Appearance: bright red hair and green eyes. Tall and fit. Black hawk wings he can hid.
Personality: carefree, outgoing, daring, over dramatic some times, cool.
Others: has three brothers that look exactly like him. He also has a bat hawk. (And as an Angel of death, he can kill living people at touch ( but on if he wants to)
Powers: killing touch, talking to animals, and going through walls.
Okay cool. Are we ready to start or should we wait for more people? I feel like we don't need a whole lot of people, or people will get left behind and it will be chaotic, but I don't really care
(Where should we start? A forest? City? Wherever?)
(Where should we start? A forest? City? Wherever?)
(Well, I figured it would just be wherever. I was planning on joining in as someone who has just died, so maybe since you're technically death you'd be like yo welcome to being dead hope no one loved you lol so what're you in for)
BTW, Aita Buki has a HUGE scythe.
(Cool cool)
(Who wants to go first?)
(I can start if you want)
(Yes please)
Robin opened his eyes slowly, blinking in the light. He looked around, confused. The last thing he remembered was seeing his room, filled with fire, so how could he be here? Where was here? A hospital maybe? He looked up and saw a man, perhaps in his late teens. "Er, hello? Do you know where we are?"
“Your home.” He said softly, lending the boy a hand, he pulled him of the ash covered ground, “Let’s go outside, shall we?”
"Home?" Robin took the man's hand, pulling himself to his feet. "But my house burned down, didn't it? Am I in the hospital?"
Estella's eyes flew open and she whirled around, terrified and hopelessly confused. "Roman?", she called out desperately, searching for her twin brother.
Aita was late. So late. But he didn't care as he walked down the street, eating his apple. It was red, red like blood. Too bad he couldn't spill blood in this job. Hunting down ghosts was mostly ectoplasm, but he enjoyed it nonetheless.
“No, you’re not in a hospital. You might say you just left the hospital.” Placing his hand on the young boys back, he walked him out the door. Instead of walking out onto the sidewalk, they exited onto to beach, turning around, the door they had just exited was the door to exotics food restaurant.
Estella's panic was rising, and she spun around again, running from the room and out into the open.
Just left the hospital? But that didn't make any sense. Robin looked down at himself. Nothing. No smoke, no injuries. Nothing. His breath caught in his throat. So that meant he was… "Am… a-am I dead?"
"Aita!" Yomo said, narrowing his eyes as Aita entered the discussion room.
"Sorry, Yomo-san, I was hungry." Aita grinned. The others started talking among themselves. Smidges of conversation reached Aita's ears as he leaned against the wall. "Youngest…..Only person in the lowest rank…..made it here…is he human…why did Yomo say he needed to come…Aita? Wasn't he the one…blood…enjoying it!" He laughed to himself, what they didn't know couldn't hurt them.