Avatar of Evil Ghost Note
  • Last Seen: 0-24 hrs ago
  • Old Guild Username: Mr Allen J
  • Joined: 12 yrs ago
  • Posts: 11207 (2.46 / day)
  • VMs: 43
  • Username history
    1. Evil Ghost Note 11 mos ago
    2. █████████████ 1 yr ago
    3. ███████████████ 2 yrs ago
    4. ███████████████ 2 yrs ago
    5. ███████████ 3 yrs ago
    6. ██████████ 4 yrs ago
    7. ███████████ 4 yrs ago
    8. ███████████ 5 yrs ago
    9. ██████████████ 6 yrs ago
    10. ██████████ 7 yrs ago
    11. █████████ 8 yrs ago
    12. █████████ 8 yrs ago
    13. █████ 9 yrs ago
    14. ██████████ 12 yrs ago
  • Latest 10 profile visitors:

Status

Recent Statuses

3 mos ago
Current I'ma fuck this bitch, I fuck her off the shrooms (Yeah), woah
2 likes
5 mos ago
Introducing Recollections: Moon: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
1 like
5 mos ago
We laugh all day like Dumber and Dumber.
3 likes
6 mos ago
das not a flex
2 likes
9 mos ago
Categories don't matter when standards aren't being enforced.

Bio

"You're a fine warrior. Call me sentimental..."







Currently updating...




"I'm a dominant..."
REALLY PUNCHY GUYS
_______________________________
@redbaron1234
[@Kamen Evie]
[@KaiserElectric]
@Drag
[@KremeSupreme]
[@Megsychan]
[@Oddsbod]
THE DISAPPOINTMENT CLUB
_______________________________
@Spoopy Scary
[@Junkmail]
[@Maxx]
@Luminous Beings
[@Dragonbud]
OTHER SCRUBS
_______________________________
@Zombiedude101
@Lord Wraith
@FernStone
@Atrophy
[@Moth]
@Skai
@silvermist1116
SETTINGS
_______________________________
The Tyrant Shell Universe - Mechapunk (Mecha and Cyberpunk mixed together).
The Black Fall Universe - Modern-Superhuman tale.
LINKS
_______________________________
The Collective - My Discord Server.
The Ghost Lounge - My 1x1 Thread.
The Ghost Archives - Character storage.

Most Recent Posts

I think I'll have Scott bolt. It's too soon for the climatic showdown
Oh yeah, we're close to moving onto the next arc. So imma try to wrap things up if my railroading fucking works.
Sorry that some questions went unanswered... I didn't want to reveal too much, too soon - and I probably already revealed too much already - so I just kept it brief and vague.

???



"I am no deity, if I was perhaps I could end this..." The entity begrudgingly said in response to Nate's comment. "... Perhaps I wouldn't have to ask you all to take up this near-impossible task." The Celestial shook their head as they looked off into the distance at the ball of light in the sky that had taken the place of the sun. "My power is fledgling, growing, so I don't have time to explain everything... but it's not Scott who's the danger here..." The Being trailed off as they stood straight up.

"There aren't any instructions in the traditional sense, but you have the ability to look to the past," The Child started off, "You can learn from the previous generation of Awakened, and learn from their mistakes, and succeed where they failed. It may seem counterintuitive, but there is more to your Awakenings than phasing through matter, shrouding the world in darkness, and generating wind...." While the being spoke, they looked at Nate, Martin, and Ceala in order.

The Being took a few steps towards Aliana until they were inches apart, before saying, "... He's stopping you from acquiring it."

The Being looked away and the illusion started to fade away. They stuck their hand out and attempted to delay it, but it wasn't long before the scene was half-gone. "I'm too weak to even keep this link between us up! I'll help you whenever I can, but there's only so much I can do presently!" The Being shouted, "I have one last message for you all - if you want to beat the Glutton, you'll have to find the Travellers from another world! They are the key!"

However, the Being faced them, and snapped their fingers and before the illusion was gone for good, they saw another vision of Farmer Hill. The sight of Jazmine Dwyer running for her life down the street into the Sucre, and it quickly shifted to Scott stalking the alleyways after her, heading for the Sucre.

"Go here, and save them!" At this point, they were standing in a black void, and the Being was fading away.

"Wait, just who - what - are you?"

The Being smiled as they faded away, "... I'm just a Ch-"

Then they were gone.




Everyone was immediately thrusted out of the vision, with barely a minute passed. It almost felt like a dream... but nobody was exhibiting any signs of rest. They were in the same positions as before: Claire half-marched towards Penny (her red aura was completely gone, however), Justin at her side, and Britney at the head of the table. Everyone looked around, confused.

"... What the flying fuck was that?" Claire asked, "Did one of you do that?"

"I'm confused as everyone else here..." Justin shrugged as he looked around. Okay, there's some kind of threat looming over the town. Big whoop. But, he was curious as to whether or not it had something to do with the death of his Grandmother... there was something strange going on here.

On one hand, Britney was glad that the scene had defused itself... but on the other hand, she didn't know what in the world that vision meant. Or if it was real enough to go off of. Britney shook her head, before she noticed something on the center of the table... a newpapers. A very old one, judging by the print, font, and that it uses the old name for Farmer Hill's newpaper. She grabbed it, and examined it's headline.

FARMER WEEKLY

MAN MURDERED IN OWN FARM


"Guys.. " The photo used immediately clicked to her - it was an old three story house with a massive traditional barnhouse. Her eyes widened.

"... This is John Reid's farm."



@Mike73
Grand Ridge Academy - Outside the Conference Room.


'Yeah, her.' Lynette signed. She had a feeling that Grant didn't trust her that much - and after today, Lynette couldn't really blame him. Still, Lynette knew Britney was vital to her investigation on this town and it's secrets... even if the Williams girl had some secrets on her own. Grant still expressed a desire to go meet her, and Lynette couldn't really say no. 'I'm certain she'd like to meet you, too.'

And in an instant, Grant's aura was visible to Lynette - confirming her suspicions. Then she noticed that the area around her started changing... there was a black tint. She looked around and things went oddly silent - it was quiet before, but this was weird. Was this his... power? She tried snapping her fingers, but she couldn't hear it. There was absolute silence.

'I can't... hear anything.' Lynette signed as she looked at Grant. 'It's just what I thought... you're one of us. I can see your aura.'




@Ciaran@Mike73
Cafe Sucre.


Kimberly's reaction to the girl running in was the complete opposite of Paige's. It was more calm, and... skeptical to say the least. "Hey, hey, hey!" Kimberly said as she quickly approached the girl and grabbed her shoulders. "Calm down! Just... have a sip of water and tell me what happened..." She quickly ran back and poured a little cup of water and came back and presented it to the girl. It was almost ironic Kimberly was skeptical even though she survived her own experience with a monster.

Jordan was on the same boat as Paige, unfortunately. "Kim... remember..." She silently scolded her friend, as she stood up. It didn't take Kimberly long to catch her drift, and then she closed her eyes.

"... Let's just play it safe and go into the back, okay - just to cool out." Kimberly trailed off as she lead the group into the kitchen and turned off the lights. Lest they'd be noticed. She stood in the rather cramp kitchen area, leaning up against one of the stoves that she had turned off due to inactivity. "Okay, um... let's just relax a bit and try explaining what happened, Jasmi-"

Kimberly was cut off when there was a sudden impact on the back-door - as if something slammed into it. There was a noticeable dent as the door deformed, and then another impact revealed... Him. Smiling through the door.

"... Reese!" Kimberly shouted.
Perfect. I'll post soon.
Gaaaaaaaaaaay
I want to make a post, but I want to wrap up the "God-Child" scene with one more post, so I'll wait for Fern or Atrophy before I post.

EDIT: I'll definitely post tomorrow.
I would post, but I'm gonna wait for some more reactions to the dream scene before I move that along, and I want to wait for @Ciaran before I post as Jordan/Kim.

???


Everyone was, understandably, shocked at their current predicament.

"I..." Britney looked at her hands, as she tried to answer Aliana's question. "... I don't know. This doesn't make any sense, I..." She was at a loss for words, as she desperately tried to come up with an answer.

"Well, all I can do is make fire," Justin said to Billy as he snapped his fingers and created a small fire on his thumb, and was surprised he could even still use his abstraction in this space. "I'd put it on the one of the quiet kids that were sitting in the corner." He shrugged.

"Good grief," Claire said, "I need a smoke - you all are givin' me a headache."

The blue space faded away, seemingly turning into dust as everything went dark yet again. A new scene faded in... and it was the familiar sight of Market Square. A beautiful day, the sun was shining - some may have even recognized it as today - and the streets were relatively clear. After a certain point, there was nothing but an ethereal fog, and they couldn't see any further. But, there was a boy, Chad Watts, merely walking down the street as everyone went about their day. Presumably heading to Sucre after his classes.

A red car mysteriously spins out of control and crashes head on into a truck on the opposite lane. The car crash caught everyone's attention. Even Chad's... but it directed his attention away from the alleyway he was standing behind. Scott Reese creeped up on him, and before Chad could even notice, his brutish gray hands were covering his mouth as he pulled her into the dark alleyway. Before he could even make a peep, he had already driven that massive blade through Chad's chest, and Scott kept his hand over his mouth the whole time... until the life was gone. He then grabbed onto Chad's neck as the sigil was burned away. Scott dragged his body away, hoping to dispose of it (or at least make it slightly less conspicuous) before somebody sees it, but he heard the voice telling him to kill....

At her side, Claire's fist was tightly clenched. The sight of another from camp being murdered brought rage to her. This was what Scott was doing? Going around killing people like animals? Maybe... maybe Penny was right on one thing. She wanted nothing to do with this whole guardian business Britney was throwing around, but she also wanted to make sure that Scott was stopped. At least before he got to her, and the people she loved.

Justin visibly shuddered at the sight. Before he put his hands together, and looked down. He wondered if that person was slaughtered in the same way. He did have a question, however, "... What is he doing with her sigil?" He noticed as that part of her was burned off.

"I..." Britney tried to theorize before the scene, again, faded away into dust, and ended in darkness. Before a new scene faded in gradually, and this one was far more... morbid. It was Farmer Hill's Market Square, but in ruins. The sky was a blood-red color, buildings were destroyed, it was incredibly windy and dust was being kicked up by the wind, and the streets were lined with a thousand bodies. All savagely mangled, burned to pieces, or in the process of dying.

... and in the sky there was a massive orange ball of light.

Britney was absolutely frozen in shock... not a peep or movement came from her. This... was inconceivable. What did any of this mean?

"What..." Claire looked around, as she tried to piece together what was going on. She would have thrown up at the sight, but she was immaterial, clearly. She looked around, and saw a sight that almost made her lose it: Zoey. She had a massive gaping hole in her chest, as if something cleanly stabbed through her. Claire ran over to her, and knelt down, and shouted, "Zoey! What..."

"... This is what the Glutton will do to this town," A voice says from behind them, near-ethereal and carried a... seemingly calming effect with it. It vaguely sounded like the voice of a child. When everyone turned towards it, they laid eyes on a ghostly figure that was definitely not there before. A humanoid figure of pure white color, that had a shape reminiscent of a child. A small size, and a small, pout, face. The phantasm had a flowing figure with a long head of hair - seemingly in the style of a huge ponytail. "This is what what he wants you to do; fight each other instead of him."

The ethereal figure looked off to into the distance, "... You must reconsider your actions, and connect with one another. Or he'll win. Each day, he grows more powerful, and hungrier for the Gift. So tell me..." The being looked at each and every one of them, blankly, before saying,

"... Will you stop him? For me? For everyone here?"



@Mike73
Grand Ridge Academy - Outside the Conference Room.


Lynette acknowledged that she was being a bit presumptuous here. She was just hoping that she would see Grant's aura... but she got ahead of herself. Lynette sighed as she tried to come up with a good explanation for what she previously motioned to Grant. She looked at him as she signed,

'To tell the truth, I can't accurately answer either of those questions,' Lynette started off as she took a step closer to Grant, and away from the door. 'It was supposed to be a support group in there but there's too much...' She trailed off as she looked for the word, '... Vitriol being tossed around.'

There was a brief instant as she shuddered... the yelling stopped in the room. Like, she couldn't hear anymore talking. That made her worried, but she didn't have to worry about being heard - or even understood. Because she had a few opinions to share with her friend. 'A friend of mine, Britney Williams...' She took a few extra moments to sign out Britney's name since Lynette had to do it letter by letter, '... Clearly knows a lot about what's going on - too much if you ask me.'

Lynette still valued Britney as a friend, but she wasn't given a whole lot of reason to trust her during this whole meeting. She may have some kind of ulterior motive - the same kind of ulterior motive that Lynette has, but it's, ultimately, benign as it got.

'I may not have the answers to your questions, but I know Britney does.'




@Ciaran@Mike73
Cafe Sucre.


Kimberly believed it when Paige said she was thinking over things. She understood that she had been through a few things from what Jordan told her, but she found it weird that she was staring at her wordlessly for a second. But, she brushed it off, as maybe her being deep in thought. She just shrugged her shoulders, and asked, "Is there anything else I can get you? On me."

Though, Jordan was sitting in the corner, she noticed something in the corner of her eye. A coral colored light, that caught her eye. Looking up, she saw what could be described as the outline of somebody running fast as they possibly could. She raised an eyebrow as she had no idea what was going on - then she heard the screams of help. Vaguely, but clearly. She got up from her chair, and limped over to Kimberly and Paige, and tapped them both on the shoulder. Before pointing at the window as Jasmine ran up, screaming.

"W-what?" Kimberly stammered.
@Surtr Inc I'm so sorry, forgive me. I thought I was stalling everyone.


THE J-TRAIN WAITS FOR NO ONE!

But, I'm not mad at you - I just feel bad that I made you made that post for little reason when I have a cooler post in the works (also I gave little information that i was busy with work).
© 2007-2026
BBCode Cheatsheet