ßƖɑcĸяɪԀɢє Ƥяєƿ (RP)

Student: Brian Remington

Age: 15

Appearance: shaggy light brown hair, one light blue eye, one light brown eye, empathetic

Personality: Quite, nice, intuitive, Never gets to excited and is reluctant to show his feelings, but is actually a very empathetic and compassionate person inside

Item: Old Record


Ghost: Cynthia Presley

Age of death: 17

Appearance: long black hair, thin and curvy body, dark black misty eyes

Cause of death: Was put in a death machine as torture and died instantly

Personality: Very shy, still confused about her death, Doesn't talk much and dislikes socializing with other ghosts and especially humans, mysterious

Item: Elvis poster, which is very important to Cynthia because it is a picture of her brother

(Can post pics of characters once my photo bucket starts working again)

 

Sorry Joker, my human can have the baseball card, didn't see you had the old record, my bad

 

Isabella slipped out of the art room. She felt the sadness fill her heart again. Everyone seem happy, talking with their friends and painting. Something she missed.

She frowned a little and snuck off to find Jason.

 

Jason: -writing on his notebook-

 

Isabella tip toed around like she had a reason to sneak. She found it fun to do, especially when he didn't know she was coming. Quickly finding Jason in class.

She snuck up behind him and peered over his shoulder, " What are you writing? "

 

Geoff: -sits in the hall reading hunger games-

Jeremy: -wonders round looking for something to do

 

Jason: stuff you don't need to know

 

Isabella pouted slightly and moved to sit on the window sill. Her fingers playfully jingling the bells on her earrings, " If you wanted privacy..you could just say so. "

 

Too late for me to join?)

 

Jason: I never said I wanted privacy

 

Isabella glanced over at him and sighed. Her gaze shifted to the window, " You all are very lucky. You get to go out and enjoy life. Instead of being stuck in this school. "

 

Jason: as if I care about living

 

Isabella glanced over at Jason, " You'd appreciate life more from a ghost's perspective. We take things for granted. Then when life ends, we regret our choices. ", She replied softly.

 

Serephine floats slowly down the hallway. She can't find Amy, and she needs to talk with someone who can see her or she'll lose her mind.

 

Jason: I just don't appreciate life as it is

 

Isabella tilted her head slightly to the side, " What's not to appreciate? "

 

Jason: anything in this world

 

Serephine peeks into a room and sees Isabella and Jason. Finally, another ghost, she thinks. "Hello."

 

Rhyan:-wanders-
Mary:-follows Rhyan-

 

Isabella looks up at Seraphina and quickly hides behind Jason. She peeks out suspiciously, " You can see me? "