Character Chats Are Fun

((That isn't really a great way to do things! That's how you get angry and make enemies, lol. Don't assume that anything I say is sarcasm unless I say that it's sarcasm ))

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((AAHH lol))

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Winter Dragon wrote:Peter
Oh.
"We're the group of four that you attacked for no reason," I said, not bothering to mask my annoyance, "and I'm the one you froze."

Um...Alice? *coughs politely*))

David:
I appear on the rooftop that used to be my home. I look around the huge city, "Home sweet home" I mutter to myself. I don't see Kiera, "Kiera, where are you?" I call. No answer. I suppose I need to find her and Ezra.

Kiera:
I appear in the alley, right between a large troll watchman and a large troll crimnal. "Oh gods" I murmur. I duck a huge club swung over my head. I roll down another alley and run into the main street.

Artemis smiled "Sorry.... Peter but please help me! The dragon killer monster thingy is going to either eat me or dropped me off at another random place..."

Peter
I rolled my eyes.
"And what did you do?" I asked. "You must've done something. And don't lie, because we can all detect lies."

David:
I look around. I see down in the alley, Kiera! I jump off the building and land next to her. "Can you find anyone else?" I ask.

Kiera:
"The people we were fighting are in the dungeons with the girl that Ja'aro took... thats all I can smell, maybe Ezra isn't back yet" I say.

((Hey, can I jump back in?
What's happening?))

(We all moved into David's home in a different dimension, Palamon to try and save Artemis from Ja'aro and Zekarai)

((Anything more specific?))

Ezra landed with a pop next to David. "Did you not hear what I said about imaging us together? Oh well, too late now." he sighed.

((Also, is Andrew around in this chat? Because if he is, I have the perfect accompaniament.))

(Yeah but he didn't go with them. He's back with Liz.)

((Either way. Want me to bring in some more ghosts to keep him company? Remind me, when did he die?))

(1912 and YES!)

Name: Rose Wallestoft
Age: 19 years alive, 124 years total.
Appearance: tall and graceful, Rose is quite voluptuous. She has a vast mane of hair the colour of black cherries, and deep dark brown eyes. She is pale, and has a finely sculpted face.
Personality: Rose is quite mad. She is also not the nicest person around. She just wants to enjoy herself, and undeath has only heightened her interest in boys.

Name: Lily Wallestoft.
Age: 16 years alive, 121 years total.
Appearance: also quite tall, with the fine and proud features of the rest of her family. She is not as impressively curvy as Rose, and her face betrays a deep and terrifying madness. Her hair is blonde and done up in a very tight bun that merely sharpens her face. Her eyes are piercing blue.
Personality: Lily was always sharp and acidic, and death has not mellowed her. Like a deadly poison, a century of undeath has increased her fury and potency a thousandfold. She is utterly insane and deeply bitter.

Name: Violet Wallestoft.
Age: 13 years alive, 118 years total.
Appearance: She is shorter than her sisters, and because of her age she does not share their figure. Also, the planes and angles of her face are less harsh. She has long lank black hair, and dead-looking hazel eyes. Like all of her sisters, she generally appears in a night-dress. However, this one is not clingy and diaphanous like that of Rose, or as figure-hugging as that of Lily. hers is just a genuine, respectable night-dress that merely serves to heighten the aura of unease she projects.
Personality: She is the most sane one of the sisters, and still has some empathy for the living. Naturally, she is still bitter and resentful, but she is less emotionally driven and views things more objectively. She still isn't happy.

All three of the sisters are exceptionally powerful ghosts, capable of possession, poltergeist activity, influencing dreams, and more.

Yay!

((Exactly where are Liz and Andrew?))

(Where they were before...in the woods.)

((Ok so artemis is still stuck in prison... HELP!!!))

((Hey, animealice, you're needed on the Municipal Darwinism thread!))

((Also, gh3325, my ghosts are extremely powerful and versatile and capable of poltergeist activity. Seeing as there are great differences in the mechanical abilities of ghosts and seers etc between our stories, we are going to have to allow for some slippage and bizarre results. We're going to have to play fast and loose with our original ideas for this to work. especially as my ghosts cannot leave their original haunts, except by special measures.))

Thousands of roses snake out of the ground , coiling and writhing. In the tangles of the thorns, violets start to bloom. In every puddle and pond, lily buds surface and open. It's beautiful, but the speed and purpose with which the flowers move are unsettling.

(I understand. K )

Andrew and Liz watched as the flowers blossemed. There seemed to be thousands.

"What in the world?" said Andrew surprised and awed at the sametime.

"They're beautiful."

((Andrew would probably pick up on it pretty fast. After all, he has a lot in common with the girls.))

About half of the roses wrench themselves free of their stems and congregate in an impressive bunch. It would probably cost an awful lot to buy that many roses.. To anyone who can see ghosts, an extremely shapely young woman in a thin and clingy nightdress materialises holding the roses, and paces over to Andrew, her hips swinging.

At the same time, water bubbles out of the soil at Liz's feet. Slowly, a figure rises out of the muddy water. It is another girl, slightly shorter and less curvy than the older girl. Her eyes have rolled back into her head, and thick black mud is leaking out of her mouth as she grimaces.

((For a quick description, the first girl is Rose and the second is Lily.))

Andrew looked at the girl holding roses. "Hello Ma'am," he said, kind of surprised at seeing another ghost.

Liz stepped back, letting out a small shriek as the girl materilized. She had seen many ghosts, with many different, greusome apperances but it didn't stop her from being surprised.