Evil Ghost Note

The Highs And Lows Of A Super Powered Society: Establishing The New Normal

Interested.

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

that shouldn't be happening without the @

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

You guys are killing me

@Penny

???

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

---

---

---

“Good to see that you somehow managed to get even a little stranger. Did you rob a Hare Krishna for that getup? Actually, I’m glad you’re here, I—”

Penny

Grabbing both ends of her robe, Odessa bent her knee and bowed her knee in some sort of regal gesture. She had a smile on her face as she didn't break eye contact with Penny. "Glad to see you're not any stranger than I remember." She left those words hang in the air as she stood straight up and looked around the bridge. Now, she was about to admonish Penny for making this huge announcement, because they had no clue what was around here. Especially with how weird this place is.

“Uh, hey there, I didn’t see you, guess there’s quite a few of us stuck in this situation, huh?”

Caelea

However, a girl walked up that made Odessa's jaw drop for a second before she closed it and shook her head and resumed that usual smile. She was about to introduce herself similarly as before but Penny decided to go ahead and do that for her. Instead, Odessa smiled at Penny that was almost passive-aggressive.

“That’s Odessa. She’s a fern or something like—shit!”

Penny

Odessa visibly flinched when Elron came in weapon first, probably because she wasn't expecting him but figured that he was still around. Then he came back in, being Elron. Playing some music and dancing and acting a fool. For a second, Odessa merely shook her head and ignored his antics as she was more interested in... the girl with the white hair.

"No disrespect but allow me to speak for myself, Penny," Odessa softly said to Penny before she focused on Caelea. "But, yes, my name is Odessa and it is a pleasure to meet you..." She trailed off as if she was about to say something else but changed her mind.

However, Zoey quickly ran up and saw the stereo and that sigil of a snowflake on her hand began glowing as she pointed both hands at it. A stream of snow came out of her hand and launched itself at the stereo and, in mid-air, it turned into an ice spike. It hit the stereo and the music came to a slow stop. Zoey fist-bumped as she looked around at everyone all confused at her.

"Now we're safe," Zoey proudly said, "Penny can't make us listen to elevator music."

Odessa rolled her eyes, "Glad to see you haven't changed much, Zoey."

"Bad news! "We're not alone."

Elron

"... Talking about me?"

A deep voice said as they stepped through the hole in the door... revealing himself to be the massive Hagan Rosefey. He had a blank expression on his face as he was wearing jeans, black combat boots, and a tank top... which was usual Hagan wear. He looked around, "Oh shit! Penny, Caelea, Zoey?! The fuck are you all doing here?" He asked.

"... Now, this is getting weird," Odessa mumbled underneath her breath.

"Hagan?" Zoey said, "Oh my God."

"Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes,"

"... I hate to interrupt the touching reunion," Odessa said as she held her hands together as she walked off to the side towards the window that was facing the city of "Paradise" as they called it. It was not safe, not at all, but Odessa knew it'd be better there than here. "But, we have to get out of here, you heard Elron; we aren't alone."

Odessa couldn't sense any apparitions but... that could change.

"I suggest we get to the lifeboats and navigate our way back to shore."

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

Is this still open? I love the idea of supernatural teens.

@Tangerine

yea

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

---

---

More and more of the girls began showing up and Claudette was honestly surprised. Maybe it was the allure of money, but with Ms. Reed, it was hard to tell. Part of Claudette wanted to warn them that it might be too good to be true. Her eyes glanced down at Chompy who did the closest thing an alligator could to a smile as he was pet by both Ellie and Izzy. He rested at Claudette's chair and coiled himself around her.

“How are you doing? I wonder what kind of business Emily has? I’m not just saying this out of spite, but I don’t have high hopes for it being anything good. Big money from someone so famous? Sounds dodgy to me… How does he even know about us?”

Maya

"That, madam, is a good question," Claudette said as she affectionately pets Chompy on the head as the alligator bellowed. How does Blake Schmidt know about them... but does he know about the Coven? While Claudette wasn't all that literal, there was nothing in Emily's message to suggest he does know about the Coven. Though, she had a theory. "Going off of what Mademoiselle Alyssa said... I can guess he may have seen a recording of our exploits in Greenwood. But, we shouldn't jump to conclusions just yet..."

"Hello ladies, and Chompy! Check out what I bought. Those monsters won't know what hit them, huh?"

Jessica

Mademoiselle Jessica brandished a bow and arrow and Claudette was moderately impressed by it. Claudette was hoping that she didn't walk around town with all of those weapons but with whatever happened with the Hound Claudette was wondering if it wasn't warranted. "That's quite impressive, Jessica. But, is the new weapons in response to something...?" She tried to subtly prod the question.

"... Hey girls, waaaaaaassup," The group heard Madison Brown's voice as she sauntered over. She was wearing a sky blue and pink Kappa shirt and shorts which showed off her navel and Kappa slides. Though her navel was on prominent display and the outfit was rather tight on her. There was a slight unsteadiness to each of Madison's steps as she approached with a big dumb smile on her face. She took a seat next to Izzy as she slapped a hand on her shoulder, "Hey guuurl, saw that picture you put on the gram the other day and I was thinkin' "she a bad bitch". Then I remembered you tha' second baddest."

Claudette raised an eyebrow as Madison, with both hands, cupped her breasts and pushed them up.

"... Sorry, but, you ain't got these."

That was when Madison broke out laughing... and her breath reeked of alcohol. When she stopped, she looked around, "So we're meetin' at this place now? What a fuckin' dump, can we please sto-" She hiccuped, "-stop meeting at these dusty ass abandoned places and get ourselves a real crib. Like I don't know, you can rent libraries you know, at least you'd get some mother fuckin' wifi! Unlike some of you hoes that live with your parents, I got bills and shit! And I gotta support this bum because I'm nice." She threw a thumb in the direction of Claudette.

Claudette looked at her in abstract horror.

"Whaaaaaat?" Madison said in response as she flagged her hand. "Oh yeah, yeah... yeah... Blake Schmidt. I gotta stay on subject. I wonder what bullshit Emily's on today, hope it ain't some weirdo shit. She probably wants us to give him head or something for some money. I hope she picks me because I will suck out his soul-"

"Mademoiselle!" Claudette shouted.

---

---

Taylor had drifted off and started playing some random ass phone games she downloaded. She had a habit of downloading the games from the ads.

"...Are you here about the coven too?"

Ashley

Upon hearing the voice Taylor raised her head from her phone and she saw some black-haired chick. Raven hair... ivory skin. Taylor raised an eyebrow at the girl, she was good looking in her book. But, her little question made Taylor raise an eyebrow. She asked about the Coven right off the bat, but the chick she talked to did say they would be meeting others. However, Taylor merely smiled deviously.

"That depends, sugar," Taylor started. "You're not gonna dissect me or anything if I say yes? I dunnooooo... you look like a secret agent."

She chuckled.

"Or an alien. Must be from Mars or something if you can walk around here with that on, sugar."

“I am!”

Vashti

Some chick in a hijab walked up and offered the other chick some ice cream. Taylor honestly couldn't tell what race she was. Was she middle-eastern or just some Muslim? Taylor came from a racist ass town, but just to defy their expectations she tried to be a bit more open-minded. She shook her head as she wondered... these two girls were supposed to be witches? The girl who walked up just started spouting conspiracy theories like the yuppiest of all yuppies.

She sneered.

"So, what have we been eating all along then, sugar?" Taylor sarcastically asked. "And don't tell me it was soylent green all along."

She shrugged when the girl introduced herself as Ashley.

"Taylor, don't wear it out, sweetie."

---

---

It was another day in the DENS.

Trevor wondered how things changed... he was just an IT guy! Now he's fighting a cannibal monster. However, Trevor was sitting in front of his usual computer station going through Instagram and looking for anything related to the curious case of Annabelle fucking Heart, the girl who will end the world. Still, his eyes landed on a particularly risque picture of a curvy model and he almost found himself drooling. However, he had to stop himself as he forced himself to just keep scrolling. He shrugged. He was supposed this badass secret agent! Not some nerd that sees a pair of ass and titties and stops the whole world. He chuckled as he heard footsteps walking up and rotated in his chair just a bit.

It was the great and maganimous Cindy Keagan, wearing a rather casual outfit. Simply jean shorts that didn't look all that flattering and a tank-top. Trevor eyed her bra-strap but kept his attention on the older agent's eyes.

"Meifeng wants to know how your meetings with the girls have been going," Cindy said as she placed her behind on his desk and if agent Keagan wasn't like, the second in command to Meifeng, he would have told her to get her ass away from his sensitive equipment. But for an old lady, she sure did have a nice ass.

"Well, Agent-"

"Trevor cut the Agent bullshit," Cindy said with a roll of her eyes, "We're all friends here."

"Well, Cindy," Trevor started as he twirled in his chair and played with a pencil on his hands. "Maya keeps trying to flirt with me, and Riley just... doesn't talk. I don't know."

Cindy raised an eyebrow, "And I hope to God that you've been denying her advances."

"Of coooooourse, do I look like some amateu-"

"Yes." Cindy quickly responded.

"Glad to see my bosses have such confidence in me," Trevor shook his head. "I'm not risking it because she's trying so hard that I don't even think that she's trying to get information out of me. I think this is all some weird-ass ploy to get a sexual harassment charge!"

Cindy raised an eyebrow, "... Like, what is she doing? And don't be shy about telling me, I gotta son." She said with an amused smile on her face and a hand on her hip.

"First she's like, "You're cute and I wanna kiss you n' shit"! Then she did the most inappropriate thing of them all to me..." Trevor trailed off for dramatic effect and turned away from Cindy... before rotating around. "... Held my hand."

Cindy couldn't help but laugh.

"Trevor," She started, "Your generation calls dry humping dancing."

"I know," Trevor said, "I was like "get off me! I ain't sit through twelve classes on sexual harassment for nothing"!"

"Have you got any information out of them?" Cindy asked.

"Not like out of their mouths," Trevor answered as he rotated back towards his computer and brought up a few things, "Well, they didn't do anything crazy like change phones or anything and I managed to track all of them. Like some of them don't even turn off that location tracker!"

"Oh?" Cindy said as she crossed her arms.

"And not just that, I've gotten into all of their social media, browsing history, and I'm honestly...." He looked off to the side. "... Disturbed by some of the stuff I've seen. I think I'm going to need some therapy after this."

"Ooooh poor baby," Cindy put a hand on Trevor's shoulder which was supposed to be a warming gesture but Cindy accidentally activated her abstraction and turned Trevor's shirt into glass.

"Oh Gawd damn it all!" Trevor said... in a ridiculously thick southern accent.

---

The door swung open and a blue hawk seemingly made out of transparent light came flying in... carrying a bag of Chick-Fil-A. Followed by a few others carrying drinks and other bags of food and eventually, Helena Page came walking in carrying a few bags herself.

"Oh boy, she's here!" Leon said as the bird flew up and dropped a bag on his lap and he went to town on the waffle fries.

"Hey, why don't we get the rookie to grab dinner?" Helena said as she gestured towards Trevor.

"Hey! Don't be mad because you pulled the short straw," Trevor said.

"I'm supposed to be an officer in the United States Air Force-"

"Chair Force." Cindy cheekily added on before chuckling.

"Not a delivery woman,"

"Well, Ms. Page," Meifeng said with a smile as she sat in a fancy computer chair, "Here, in the DENS, we all do our fair share of the workload."

"... Unlike in the Chair Force," Cindy chuckled again.

"Naw, she's just butthurt she couldn't become a pilot..." Trevor laughed as he threw a thumb in her direction.

"Naw?" Meifeng imitated his accent as he didn't realize it unintentionally dipped. "Trevor, you're not in Alabama!"

Leon stopped the second he heard that,

"... You're from fuckin' Alabama, kid?"

"Ye-yeah," Trevor said.

"Not just that," Cindy stated, "He's from the sticks. A town that's barely on the map then somehow, by some miracle, he got into Yale. Fucking Yale. It's a Christmas miracle!"

"... Cindy, stop lookin' at my file." Trevor flatly said.

"Heh," Leon said as he crossed his arms. "You know what they say about Alabama, right?"

"Aw don't start with this again," Trevor groaned.

"... His sisters are really cute, too," Meifeng said.

"And how do you know that?" Trevor asked.

"I have her on Instagram," Meifeng said as she pulled out her phone with one hand, eating a chicken sandwich with the other.

"Now you're the last person I thought would have Instagram?" Helena said.

"Everyone uses it," Meifeng shrugged, "I keep up with my family and my children..." She said as she got a notification from their Snapchat group. With one button press, she was shown the Snap of Sonya throwing up the peace sign while Maximilian and Maria were in the background kneeling over a track. Sonya had on one of the biggest, dumbest, smiles that Meifeng had ever seen in her entire life. The three had volunteered to do some extra-duty tracking down Annabelle Heart.

All while the rest of them screwed around.

"... Remind me to shove my boot up Sonya's ass later." Meifeng said to no one in particular.

"Shove your boot up Sonya's ass later," Leon said with a smile and Meifeng rolled her eyes.

"Leave Trevor alone, Meifeng," Cindy chuckled, "Besides, from what I hear that little Asian girl had her hands all over Trevor. He doesn't even need his sister." She smiled at Trevor.

"Oh, really?" Meifeng said with a flat smile on her face. "Well, she is kinda cute."

"Hey! She's a walking sexual harassment charge."

"Stop acting like you wouldn't get in her drawers..." Cindy chuckled as Leon piped in.

"You should ask Director Alcott the odds of Meifeng killing you later, Trev!" Leon said.

Suddenly, Meifeng's phone started ringing and Meifeng looked and saw that it said Director Alcott. Oh boy. Meifeng quickly got up and walked off to the side and answered.

"Agent Liao, speaking," Meifeng said.

"Hello, Agent Liao, how are you this evening?" Director Alcott's voice was distorted by a voice changer as she was big on... privacy. "How is the mission going?"

"There was another case last night but Agent Cornell found some evidence of a struggle," Meifeng answered, "He and both Mayfields have volunteered to do some extra searching."

"Oh, sounds like you're quite focused on the mission..." The Director let the words hang in the air. "... Then why is it that I keep hearing about you harassing groups of little witches rather than the primary objective?"

"Director, it's fully within the DENS jurisdict-" Meifeng tried to explain.

"Liao," Director Alcott sharply said. "This is a matter of not just national security, but the safety of the free world. You cannot distract yourself with such small matters."

Meifeng sighed.

"And not just that, your behavior and actions during the raid are simply unacceptable," The Director added on. "If I hear any other reports, I will bring you before the ethics committee myself."

"Yes, Director," Meifeng said. "Anything else?"

"... Eliminate Annabelle Heart then worry everything else," The Director said, "Please."

"I promise you that her rampage will come to an end," Meifeng said. "Director."

"Good," Director Alcott trailed off. "Make it happen."

Director Alcott hung up the phone and Meifeng shook her head as she walked back to the group and sat down... rather silently. Just listening to their conversations and bickering.

"... Did I really do the right thing?" Meifeng muttered to herself.

The Greenbriar Miracles, a super power RP where you don't get to choose your powers.

Interested.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Updated the character list, relations, the Coven's new lair, and their allies/enemies.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

added the summary to the very first ic post

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

let me just say that will probably be the longest end of chapter interlude because I was trying to set a lot of things up.