Evil Ghost Note

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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The Beach House.

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There was something about Alyssa's response that didn't resonate too well with Madison. Of course, maybe it was because the apparent news of the death of Izzy was fresh on her mind (but Emily and Vashti had good points). Everything that Lyss said felt a bit... insincere. Like she was telling them what they wanted to hear - and glossing over the fucking question of the year: "...why the fuck do you seem all buddy-buddy with the very people that attacked us?"

When the new people walked in, Madison could only give them the slightest bit of attention - it was the drag queen that Madison met on the ship and probably another nutty white girl. After Lyss finished talking, Madison just wiped her tears and shook her head. She slid her way out of the room and moved her way into the kitchen and opened the wine cellar. When they got here the wine cellar was fully stocked, and not even a week later the motherfucker was almost empty. Almost. It wasn't entirely everyone else, but Madison helped herself to more than a few bottles. Maybe they can bug Mr. Schmidt to restock it for them.

She grabbed a bottle of Blake's fancy red wine and she quickly screwed it off and immediately put it to her lips and threw her head back. Madison boasted that she could probably outdrink the entire Coven, but lately she's been finding herself getting drunk more and more. Alcohol has been the only relief in her life and her encounter with the Hound was not a good idea. However, she didn't want to miss anything important so she slinked her back into the room. Still, with a bottle in hand, she stopped at a nightstand right next to the entrance and placed her hand down on it as she listened. Madison took another long sip of the wine as she listened to them chatter.

"Luther Saul..." Emily trailed off as the name made sense. She knew that Blake and Saul were buddy-buddy with each other, with Blake donating money to the Forgiven movement for some reason. However, Emily was not entirely sure if this information was entirely truthful. Again, taking things at face value was kinda stupid, especially from a shady government agency (and someone who was trusting enough to believe everything they say). For all they know it's a cover-up for something else... but as Claudette said Lyss was a veteran of the group, so maybe they should trust her. Or maybe it's all bullshit and Emily's earlier theory was right and Izzy was killed and it was a cover-up. Rushing into things and jumping to dumb conclusions was not a good idea, so Emily needed a bit more information. For now, she was going to give Lyss the benefit of the doubt, at least while it was beneficial. The last thing Emily wanted to do was cause a further divide between the Coven... because even she can sense it.

"I will keep my ear to the ground," Emily said.

Claudette awkwardly coughed at the revelation of Annabelle Heart. She, from the look on her face, fully believed that Lyss was telling the truth but there's more to this. More than what she, Lyss, or perhaps even the DENS has seen. Claudette had a feeling that some of the sisters would be inclined to look into this, primarily Annabelle. While a part of Claud wanted to look into it, she had to stay focused on her own ends. After she gets them she can let the Coven go do whatever they felt was necessary. She was hoping that she could pop the question of going to find someone who can cure Afflictions in this meeting.... unfortunately, this was not going to happen.

"I appreciate you and your efforts, Alyssa," Claudette softly answered her. "But please, no more secrets from now on... and that goes for all of you." She, for a moment, sounded like a Den Mother again... but she already resigned herself to that role a long time ago. She looked around the Coven and everyone was in various amounts of grief, and maybe it would have been best to just dismiss everyone so they can get over it. However, the threat of Annabelle got her thinking; the Coven is underprepared for any form of attack. The Outsider showing up was proof as they were almost decimated. If Annabelle is real and she's as dangerous as they're making her out to be.

"Now, I know everyone is reeling over the loss of Izumi and being informed of Annabelle Heart, but I think it's proof we need to prepare better for these kinds of things."

She sighed as she looked among the group for responses and just decided to cut to the chase.

"I'm suggesting that we go out to the woods somewhere and go train with our abilities... because honestly, we could have handled the Outsider better and it was only a stroke of luck we survived that encounter and we somehow got over on Blake."

"... Somehow?" Madison asked with a raised eyebrow as that comment was the only thing keeping her from drinking some more.

"Point is, I'm not comfortable with getting by on chance alone, we need to get better at this... and to be entirely fair the Coven was assembled to explore magic, correct? So far all we've done is shakedown vampires, argue, and try stupid get rich quick schemes. And I told myself as the leader of the Coven I'd try to get something actually productive done for once."

Yet not what I want.

"So, thoughts? Questions? Concerns?"

Untitled 'Occult Club' Mystery/Horror/Supernatural Roleplay

interested.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖱𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇

Interested

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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The Beach House.

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“If Liao wanted to wipe us out then she wouldn’t have taken us to the hospital. She would’ve blasted us in Fantasy Land. Still, if we’re in danger then I think it’s time we’re all filled in on what’s what. Because I did join the Coven for protection.”

Vashti

“DENs could’ve killed us so easily during that first raid, nevermind all the times after that… not that I trust them, but if they were gonna kill anyone, it wouldn’t have been… Well, it wouldn’t have been Izzy.”

Maya

Conspiracy theorist Emily was in full swing as she rolled her eyes.

"... Maybe she doesn't want to kill all of us," Emily started, "Maybe Izzy stumbled upon something she shouldn't have... or knowing her, she was having an affair with Liao and she iced Izzy before it could be made public."

Anything was possible with that slut. Emily shrugged as she looked at the two, who seemed to be wholly trusting of the DENS. "Either way, we should not be taking everything at face value, especially from a shady government agency." She left out some of her harsher lines about the Coven being naive and too trusting... mostly because it would fall on deaf ears. She crossed her arms as she looked between everyone in the group.

"None of us asked to be like this and we're just tryna' survive like damn why are there so many things after us?"

Grace

Emily looked at her and realized that she was probably all that initiated in all of this magic Coven nonsense. Then again, she seemed a bit... green. Too green for the Coven. In all honesty, Emily can't find a logical reason why she's still even here... unless little Quinn here attracted a girlfriend. Hmph. Disgusting. Either way, Emily had some relatively blunt things to say to her.

"... It's because strange attracts strange, darling," Emily echoed the words of Babylon... which she knew was probably not all that appreciated, but those words made such an impact on her. Emily grabbed onto her brown hair and pulled it off to the side and revealed her sigil to Grace. "Long as we have magic, we're going to be magnets for this kind of shit." She just bluntly answered before she chuckled.

"It's a package deal."

Around this point Claudette came back with the newbies... and Emily crossed her arms as she looked at them. One was a tall, boy-looking, chick that she wondered was one of Madison's friends. She talked with a hood accent and Emily could tell that Claudette, really, picked the wrong time. The other one was a pale looking chick with brown hair that was around her height, who awkwardly introduced herself. Honestly, at this point, Emily couldn't justify bringing more members of the Coven into this.

“... Izzy’s dead. She was killed by some mass murderer called Annabelle, something Lyss didn’t bother to tell us till right now. So yeah, I’d say something happened while you were gone.”

Maya

"Augh... Mademoiselle Izumi? She's..." Claudette was honestly shocked to hear about it... she wasn't all that close to Izzy, mostly because she avoided Claudette. Nonetheless, she was a sister and it was shocking to hear her go. "... When did this happen?"

"No clue, but..." Emily turned to face the two new people, then Grace, then Isla with a narrow look. "... I suggest that you all leave while you have the chance, you don't want to get involved in this." She just bluntly said as she crossed her arms. It would make no difference to Emily because people left the Coven all the time. Just look at Kayla! One little deal goes wrong and she drops off the face of the earth! Some leader she was. However, Emily was not looking forward.

However, that was when Claudette realized that she had to step up. "Now, now, now, Ms. Reed, I would not say that," She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "If this Annabelle is the one killing people, then she's not specifically attacking us but instead she seems to be a threat to Tampa as a whole."

Claudette began her little speech as she walked up to the middle of the room and "took the stage". "Which means we are likely better off sticking together than leaving-"

"... Or leaving Tampa," Emily said as she crossed her arms.

"-or turning against each other. I do not know the whole situation with Annabelle, and while it may seem like Lyss knows more than us, we have to remember that she's a veteran of the group and she most likely had her reasons for doing so. However, I do not believe those reasons are valid anymore and she should enlighten us on the situation." Claudette said as she looked at Lyss... truth be told, she didn't trust the DENS but she knew that Lyss was hiding something. She could only hope that Lyss still has the Coven's best interests at heart.

Emily still had her arms crossed as she closed her eyes... before the Coven got a bit too sidetracked, she remembered why she came here in the first god damn place. "... I found a lead on Babylon."

"Oh?" Claudette said.

"Orlando, a family fucked each other to death. Sounds like her," Emily started, "I don't know if anyone forgot-" Because Quinn sure as hell did "-but Babylon is still using Ellie's like a fucking meat suit as she does all sorts of depraved shit with her body. I don't know about you all, but I'm not okay with that. I know you guys already forgot about Molly, but she got abscised and because we sat on our asses that Apparition is God knows where and we're unlikely to ever find it."

By her admission, Emily didn't do anything at the time because she didn't care and she now hates herself for being so apathetic. However, things change. The Coven should change.

My Hero Academia rp: Underdogs

Interested.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

I wanted the Coven to end on 420 posts but I don't think that's gonna happen.

What I propose instead is that the Coven gets fucking high on the 420th post.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

fortunately there are two groups of kinda-allies that have enough brainpower to keep them alive.

and do it

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Then she'll say that she'll destroy the world in five minutes.

And then like four pages will pass.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

The Hunger is a curse that Annabelle accepted into herself from a Wendigo apparition. The Hunger is an obsessive compulsion to consume human flesh and by consuming humans Annabelle gets stronger. At this point, she has eaten nearly a thousand people and is one of the strongest beings in the universe. She has titanic strength, amazing speed, and most threateningly of all, she can regenerate from almost any form of damage in a few seconds. And she's only getting stronger. Annabelle, worst of all, is a conductor for the Hunger, and any Blind that get near her will become a flesh-eating monster as well. Annabelle has a second form that is even stronger than her current form.

A full description of Annabelle's abstraction.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Al Lopez Park.

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”How many more of you are there?”

"Not counting you too," Claudette said, "About nine. Our numbers.... fluctuate."

Both members seemed to be fine with everything that she told them. However, they might say they can handle a bit of bickering until they're actually getting into a heated shouting match with Madison, or Maya, or Emily... though, the latter two have been simmering down while the former was... becoming the opposite. Claudette did realize that she was exaggerating a little bit, only so they are prepared for the Coven's brand of tomfoolery.

While she was speaking, she pulled out her phone and ordered the Lyft to the Coven's hideout. She looked at Kara, before she looked at Mariah. She then affirmed all of this with, "You two are in," Claudette started, "We should go meet the others, I'm certain that they all should be excited to meet you all." Some of 'em should be. Claudette thought to herself as she saw the Lyft pull up and she was quick to move over to it.

They all got in and took the relatively brief car ride over to the beach house... and as they were pulling up Claudette was reminded of something. Something very important. "Also, I should let you know before we get there... that we have a pet alligator," Claudette awkwardly explained it, "Well, technically an apparition sealed inside of an alligator, but he's friendly and won't bother you."

The vehicle came to a stop and they all got out and Claudette lead them all to the front door. She opened it up for them so they can step inside... before she came in and announced herself.

"Hello, hello! These are the two new members of the Coven that I was talking to and..." Claudette looked around and saw Madison and Herik emotional, and everyone facing Lyss... "Oh no... don't tell me something happened while I was gone..." She said to the group.

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Kimberly's motel room.

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Miro Shot - Heaven's Gate

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The next morning, Kimberly was gone.

Rowan was a bit confused by that turn of events but he shrugged. Maybe she needed some space to get her head on right, that was something that Rowan was fine with. He stared into the mirror wearing nothing but boxers as he grabbed the floss and snaked it in between his teeth. He stared going back and forth... before a bright flash of light overfilled the mirror and he looked over his shoulder.

Kimberly was back (Yay), and she had brought a friend....

Kimberly smiled at Rowan, before she looked at her friend with a warm smile.

"Penny, this is my cameraman and good friend Rowan," Kimberly introduced her, "And Rowan, this is my friend Penny, you know, we... saved the world together."

"Nice skivvies, dude," said Penny, stifling a laugh as she used a hand to shield Rowan from her view. The blonde girl gave Kimberly a mocking grimace. "So maybe the next time you teleport us somewhere could you go first and make sure everyone is wearing pants?"

"Hey!" Rowan said as he covered his crotch and stepped off to grab some pants.

"Well, um," Kimberly shrugged as she realized that she could have at least checked but she thought that Rowan was clothed. She tried to play it off as a joke as she said, "... No promises."

Rowan had thrown on some jeans and a t-shirt as he looked around, "Penny? I thought you said she was missing?"

"Aw, I was missed?" said Penny. There was genuine surprise hidden inside the sarcasm in her voice.

Penny looked around the hotel room now that Rowan was dressed. She had expected Kimberly to be living it up a bit more lavishly with her Internet famous money. Penny noted the drained whiskey bottle next to the only bed in the room. She raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the dresser and folded her arms. What happened in here was none of her business. She'd just need to find a way to pay for a separate room.

"Believe it or not, I was busy stuck inside of a pocket dimension created by some kid that was full of asshole apparitions. Honestly, I was kind of surprised you didn't wind up in there too, Kim," said Penny, her blue eyes darting over to the girl. "A good chunk of the support group ended up being there. That's where Caelea..."

Penny glanced down and cleared her throat. She lowered her arms and let her fingers tightly grip the edge of the dresser as she dragged her teeth over her lip. She'd already told the others about what had happened to the girl. She didn't feel like talking about it again. She looked up and clapped her hands together, immediately seeming upbeat. "So, I'm a bit out of the loop. Why would either of you two subject yourself to spending a single moment of your life in fucking Florida? Did you retire already?"

Rowan and Kimberly looked in between each other before their gaze landed on Penny.

"... Should I tell her?" Rowan said.

"No, no, I got it..." Kimberly said as she sat down on the edge of the bed... and realized that Penny probably was going to need a seat of her own for this. "Actually, mind if we go somewhere else? This place seems a bit too, uh, I don't know. Not the right... scenery."

"Sure," said Penny, pushing herself off of the dresser. "Lead the way."

Kimberly nodded as she stepped to the door and opened it, Rowan was the first out then Penny, then herself as the door automatically locked. She wondered if the staff were getting suspicious given how many times Kimberly just appeared in her room after leaving. She walked outside and looked around. It was Tampa. There was always a place or two within rock throwing distance, and she wasn't sure where... so she just picked a direction and started walking down it.

"So, um," Kimberly started as she walked, "Who exactly was trapped there? Because Hagan, Zoey, Min, and you, were the ones that were missing..."

"I didn't know the other people. A couple of trailer park teens, a Scottish girl, a depressed guitar player, and a..." Penny carefully picked her following words. "A friendly ghost, I guess?"

"Wait, Min wasn't there. Is he missing?" she asked.

They kept walking and then they stopped at a Dairy Queen... and Kimberly gave Penny an aside glance. Please, we can get better ice cream from a Gas Station! She thought to herself. Penny exchanged a look with Kimberly.

"We are not going in here," said Penny firmly with a hand on her hip.

"Agreed." Kimberly asked with a grin. "Well, where do you want to go?"

"I don't know!" said Penny, throwing her hands up and trying to hold back her own smirk. "A beach cafe? A Starbucks? Fucking Margaritaville? Hell, you find us a nice alleyway with a solid dumpster fire going and I think I'd enjoy it more than this soft serve shithole. Literally anywhere else is good, dude."

"How about..." Kimberly looked around, while Penny was pretty much fine with anywhere, she didn't want to sit around in some fast food restaurant or similar shithole. So they had to pick somewhere at least half decent so they aren't miserable here. In her field of view she saw a Starbucks and she shrugged. She figured it was Penny's speed so she just gestured for her to come along as she stepped inside the place.

It was already kind of busy... and Kimberly wasn't the coffee drinking type of gal so she just found a seat. Nobody in here would really pay them any mind... and she's a celeberity! It'd just look like she's just discussing her show. She found herself a booth as Rowan took to her side and Penny sat opposite. For just one second it felt like she was giving Penny an interview.

"Um... I'd grab some coffee, because trust me," Kimberly started, "You're gonna need it."

Penny took Kimberly's advice, returning to the table with a horrifyingly neon pink drink topped with a swirl of whipped cream. Sliding back into the booth, she eyed the pair and she played with the change from her drink. "So, what's the deal? Florida doesn't really strike me as a you place."

"It isn't," Rowan said as he threw his hands behind his head. "God, I miss New York."

"Fact of the matter is, both of us are here on business..." Kim trailed off as she thought back to last night where shit went down and the cure failed. "... We caught wind of something really nasty in South Carolina and tracked it down here."

"And 'something nasty' has a name," Rowan said.

"Annabelle Candy Heart...." Kimberly trailed off. "It's such a long story, I don't even know where to start. She was just some girl who got lost in the sticks of South Carolina and crossed a man named Luther Saul, and his group, the Forgiven...."

Penny stopped playing with the coins and leaned forward at the mention of Saul's name, but kept her mouth shut as the others continued.

"Or should we say cult." Rowan added yet again.

"They worship something supernatural, I don't know what, but we'll get to that bridge when we cross it, I guess. But, Luther Saul sacrificed Annabelle's friends to this being and Annabelle accepted a curse or something into herself to get revenge."

Rowan crossed his arms as he named the curse, "The Hunger."

"The Hunger?" asked Penny with a dismissive scoff.

"The Hunger is an affliction that makes the afflicted obsessively hunger for human flesh... but, the more flesh they eat, the more powerful they get."

There was a brief silence as Kimberly looked at Penny.

"... She's killed almost a thousand people so far, and I don't think anyone in Florida can stop her."

"Don't you mean anyone from Florida?" said Penny, leaning back in her seat and taking a sip of her drink. "I don't mean to trivalize their deaths, but when you compare a thousand to the worlds the Glutton erased it isn't even a competition." Granted, as far as Penny knew the Glutton didn't get stronger after every annihilation. "So, have you had any luck finding Annabelle?"

"Well..." Kimberly shrugged as her eyes drifted to the side and she remembered her past failures again like they constantly mock her. "... She doesn't make herself particularly hard to find."

"We just follow the trail of destruction," Rowan added on. "We found her two times, but every time we had to cut and run."

"Unfortunately, we lack the firepower to do anything other than piss her off," Kimberly said, "So, we've been trying other methods."

"What's worse is that Annabelle's a conductor for the Hunger," Rowan said, "Just by being around her people are compelled to start eating each other."

"Well, normal people," Kimberly said, "We have nothing to worry about, but still..."

She looked off to the side.

"I'm at a loss as to how we can stop her."

Penny sighed and let her eyes drift towards the window. She had her own reasons to be in Florida, but the immediate danger of Annabelle wasn't something she could simply ignore. She racked her brain for a solution. If the girl was an Apparition they could easily seal her, but Kimberly would've been able to manage that on her own if it were the case. Her eyes brightened as she thought of an idea that could potentially benefit the both of them.

"So it seems like we'd need to find a way to reverse the curse, right? If the Forgiven are responsible for Annabelle accepting the curse in the first place, maybe they also know something about her curse that we don't," said Penny with a shrug. "Full transparency here, but I'm kind of looking for Luther Saul anyway. I need to verify something I saw."

Approaching the Forgiven was not something that Kimberly considered, mostly because they seemed to be a bit unnerving - that interview more or less cemented it. Not just that, but Kimberly didn't know even know what they even worshipped. It was worth a shot, but later. She was curious as to what business did Penny have with the leader of the Forgiven, Luther Saul.

"And what exactly is that if you don't mind me asking?" Kimberly asked. "The Forgiven are... something's just off about them."

"You're telling me you think there might be something off about a cult whose leader sacrficed a group of people and calls themselves the Forgiven?" said Penny with a phony look of surprise on her face. She smirked. "Yeah, they have definite bad vibes all around them. I'm not saying we just go in, ask for a brochure, and see if they know anything about some mass murdering bitch who happens to make everyone around her crave some long pork. We'll figure something out."

Kimberly coughed awkwardly.

"But now I feel like I'm avoiding the question," said Penny as she stared distantly out the window. She was. She hadn't known how to approach it. With anyone else she felt like she'd have to hold off some parts of the truth just so that she didn't sound crazy, but Kimberly had gone through crazier things with Penny. Surely she would believe her, so Penny gave her the straightforward answer.

"Rosalyn, the girl who created that pocket dimension that all of us were trapped, in claimed to be from a future where our world had ended. She showed us all a Recollection of the aftermath. Honestly, I don't know if I totally believe the whole end of the world shit, but I saw Los Angeles in absolute ruins. So whatever happens, it's big. Rosalyn says that Luther Saul is somehow involved," said Penny.

She looked back at the two, wrinkled her nose, and continued, "Only, I don't know if I should be against him or with him. From all that I know, he seems like a grade-A dickhead so it'd be nice to go in there and squash whatever shitty cult voodoo nonsense he's up to but!" Penny pointed for emphasis. "If his shitty cult voodoo nonsense is the only thing holding back the world from ending then I'd feel like a real asshole if I'm the one to fuck it all up. It just has something to do with Saul."

Penny flopped back in her seat with a frustrated groan and ran her fingers through her hair, "So, yeah, that's what I need to figure out and I got a year to do it. Hell, it could all be bullshit—which wouldn't be so bad, all things considered."

As Penny explained Kimberly found herself sharing a look with her companion Rowan. They stared blankly into each other's eyes for a moment before they focused back on Penny.

"Okay, this sounds crazy, like really crazy," Kimberly said to Penny before she realized that she was being a bit harsh. "I don't mean it like that... okay, well, I kinda do." She shrugged.

"Gee, thanks," said Penny with a smirk.

"I think what she's trying to say is how accurate do you think this girl is?" Rowan said as he put his hands together on the table as he looked at Penny. "It could be bullshit, or even a different world ending... different worlds exist, apparently." Rowan shrugged.

"I mean, anything's a possibility," Kimberly added, "We did defeat a Tentacle God after all." She looked at him as she chuckled and he shrugged.

"Allegedly." Rowan rolled his eyes.

"Allegedly!?" repeated Penny with a scoff, her eyes widening.

"I guess I have to save the world again to show you," Kimberly smirked at him before she turned to Penny. "But, my problem here is that it's a bit too vague for me. He just has something to do with the world ending... and... from my perspective I think that something could have something to do with Annabelle."

Given that Saul definitely has something to do with her.

"I'm willing to help you, Penny, but my priority is finding a way to cure Annabelle. But, if Saul knows something then interrogating him might be the way to go."

"Sure, I'm good with that. In fact, let's be clear: I have the same doubts about the whole end of the world thing as the two of you do," said Penny, poking her finger against the table for emphasis. "But I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't at least look into it. And, if Rosalyn happens to be right by whatever small chance that is, then apparently I or anyone else would be able to live period. I rather find out that I wasted my time than do nothing and give up the world."

"But in the meantime, I don't think I can really let you two go after this Annabelle girl alone." Penny gulped down the remainder of her drink. "So, we going to go try and make nice with a cult?"

Kimberly merely shrugged at all of that.

"... Doesn't look like we have that many other options."