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bigapplesauce2015-07-28 01:27 am
deadeyedchild) wrote in bigapplesauce2015-07-28 01:27 am
and on this casket's back sits a little lonely ghost [open to multiple]
He can feel Tim leaving him, waking up, and he tries to follow. He doesn't know how. This is all new territory, following someone from one plane of existence to another. He tries to visualize himself holding onto Tim's hand. It's embarrassing but it works.
He thinks it works.
He feels different.
The world feels familiar - not the empty void he'd been inhabiting, but the world, solid and real, tangible. He's here. He's back.
He still feels like he's looking at it through glass, though. He looks down at his hands, which are - sort of there, at least, he knows they're there. He can almost see them. Except not quite.
"Oh come on," he mutters, and no sound comes out. He knows he's spoken but he can't quite hear it. He tries to lay a hand on his own arm and he feels a buzz of static as his fingers pass through himself. Oh, god.
He's a fucking ghost.
This is not quite what he had in mind. He knows it's not what Tim had in mind.
It's better than nothing.
He takes a moment to try and figure out where he is. He finds that he can move, not exactly by walking, but sort of drifting along the ground. He accidentally passes through someone, who shivers violently and looks thoroughly spooked for a few seconds. He is unable to get anyone's attention, or interact with anything.
He has to get to Tim somehow, but he can't really take a train, can he? He's not even sure what part of the city he's in.
So he rambles. After a while he finds it's easier to just move through walls than to try to go about things the normal way. Shortly after that revelation he starts picking up the very bizarre skill of moving up through a building, in and out of offices and apartments.
Travel is easy, but communication is nearly impossible.
He searches, having nothing else he can do, for someone he knows.
[[Jay is wandering all over kingdom come today so if you want your character to have a weird ghost encounter, pick a location and we'll see what happens. It's going to be super hard to notice him if you don't have any kind of telepathic/other helpful powers, but that's okay, we can do short shenanigan threads if you're into that. A quick little ghost encounter! Hey, maybe Jay can overhear some awkward dialogue or embarrassing secrets. Maybe he'll accidentally figure out how to knock something off a counter and then go nuts trying to do it again. The sky is the limit. Have fun!]]
UPDATE: as often happens with this kind of thing we have Jay on a pretty tight schedule now. The Balladeer meets him around lunchtime, and then the line of Rush/Iman - Daniel - Greta gets set into motion sometime after. Greta will be taking Jay back to his building in the late afternoon. If you want to meet him when he's out and about it'll now have to be prior to lunch or snuck in between lunch and his adventure through the former ROMAC apartments. There is still plenty of room in there for nonsense, it just won't be able to lead to Jay actually getting home. SHENANIGANS!
He thinks it works.
He feels different.
The world feels familiar - not the empty void he'd been inhabiting, but the world, solid and real, tangible. He's here. He's back.
He still feels like he's looking at it through glass, though. He looks down at his hands, which are - sort of there, at least, he knows they're there. He can almost see them. Except not quite.
"Oh come on," he mutters, and no sound comes out. He knows he's spoken but he can't quite hear it. He tries to lay a hand on his own arm and he feels a buzz of static as his fingers pass through himself. Oh, god.
He's a fucking ghost.
This is not quite what he had in mind. He knows it's not what Tim had in mind.
It's better than nothing.
He takes a moment to try and figure out where he is. He finds that he can move, not exactly by walking, but sort of drifting along the ground. He accidentally passes through someone, who shivers violently and looks thoroughly spooked for a few seconds. He is unable to get anyone's attention, or interact with anything.
He has to get to Tim somehow, but he can't really take a train, can he? He's not even sure what part of the city he's in.
So he rambles. After a while he finds it's easier to just move through walls than to try to go about things the normal way. Shortly after that revelation he starts picking up the very bizarre skill of moving up through a building, in and out of offices and apartments.
Travel is easy, but communication is nearly impossible.
He searches, having nothing else he can do, for someone he knows.
[[Jay is wandering all over kingdom come today so if you want your character to have a weird ghost encounter, pick a location and we'll see what happens. It's going to be super hard to notice him if you don't have any kind of telepathic/other helpful powers, but that's okay, we can do short shenanigan threads if you're into that. A quick little ghost encounter! Hey, maybe Jay can overhear some awkward dialogue or embarrassing secrets. Maybe he'll accidentally figure out how to knock something off a counter and then go nuts trying to do it again. The sky is the limit. Have fun!]]
UPDATE: as often happens with this kind of thing we have Jay on a pretty tight schedule now. The Balladeer meets him around lunchtime, and then the line of Rush/Iman - Daniel - Greta gets set into motion sometime after. Greta will be taking Jay back to his building in the late afternoon. If you want to meet him when he's out and about it'll now have to be prior to lunch or snuck in between lunch and his adventure through the former ROMAC apartments. There is still plenty of room in there for nonsense, it just won't be able to lead to Jay actually getting home. SHENANIGANS!
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"Of course I know what I'm doing," she mutters seemingly to no one, then scoffs and rolls her eyes at a chitter from the oversized rodent at her heels. "When hasn't it worked out for us? In the end, yeah, that's what I meant."
[OOC: Follows this]
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Wherever west is. Whatever part of the park he's in. It's so damn huge, and it's not like he gets out much.
He floats around in a silently grumbling circle for a while, trying and failing to get his bearings. He amuses himself by flitting around people, getting gradually better at dodging them. Doesn't want to be too conspicuous.
And then a woman walks right past him and says something, seemingly to no one. Is she talking to him? He turns and watches her, bewildered, as she continues to converse with nothing.
Is she talking to that... thing at her feet?
What the hell.
Probably a rifty.
He drifts over, curious, and pokes her lightly through the shoulder.
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Cold blossoms through her shoulder without warning in the midst of the fall heat, and she lets out a soft "oh!" as she shivers, distracted from her diatribe. Frowning, she brushes at the spot and looks around, pulling her cloak tighter around her shoulders. "What in the hell...?" she asks herself when she doesn't see a cause.
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"I can't see where it came from," she mutters to Biscuit. Then, when he points out with a worried squeak that he doesn't know what she's talking about, she clarifies, "Cold. I just felt a patch of cold."
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Unless she can actually talk to that thing, like Daine can do. It's not that far out, is it? After all he's a fucking ghost.
He hesitates, then leans down to give the animal a very light tap.
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He'll figure something out. Somehow. Eventually.