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i'm going to make this pencil disappear. (OPEN)
Who: a fun loving ghost and you!
When: somewhere from the middle of 4/15 to an undetermined date!
Where: in your room, in your kitchen, in your dreams or on the street— basically anywhere and everywhere!
What: more info here! this is a catch all log for any visits you'd want your character to get during the nights in which silver's gengar is roaming. it can be anything from making your living room the next sequel to paranormal activity to invading your dreams! or just watching you sleep. have a thriller!
Rating/Warning: will put up warnings as they come.
[ you have a visitor! he's not going to knock, though, and neither will he be pleasant to some— but what's pleasant for some may not be so pleasant for others. take foods, for example! everyone has different tastes. some like fish, dislike sweets—
gengar here likes fun with a jab of spooks on top, maybe a side serving of dreams and a 200ml cup of shenanigans. today, tonight, you're on his menu of delights. don't worry, he won't harm you! what kind of cruel creature would do that? no, no, he only snaps when his trainer has been endangered. you're not doing any of that now, are you? obviously not! you're just sitting there, or sleeping, or walking . . . boring. that's boring! he'll show you how to get things done. how to have fun. put more emotion into your life!
gengar just wants to have a bit of fun after all, a bit of energy, because what's a ghost type without suckling a bit on the living? ]
When: somewhere from the middle of 4/15 to an undetermined date!
Where: in your room, in your kitchen, in your dreams or on the street— basically anywhere and everywhere!
What: more info here! this is a catch all log for any visits you'd want your character to get during the nights in which silver's gengar is roaming. it can be anything from making your living room the next sequel to paranormal activity to invading your dreams! or just watching you sleep. have a thriller!
Rating/Warning: will put up warnings as they come.
[ you have a visitor! he's not going to knock, though, and neither will he be pleasant to some— but what's pleasant for some may not be so pleasant for others. take foods, for example! everyone has different tastes. some like fish, dislike sweets—
gengar here likes fun with a jab of spooks on top, maybe a side serving of dreams and a 200ml cup of shenanigans. today, tonight, you're on his menu of delights. don't worry, he won't harm you! what kind of cruel creature would do that? no, no, he only snaps when his trainer has been endangered. you're not doing any of that now, are you? obviously not! you're just sitting there, or sleeping, or walking . . . boring. that's boring! he'll show you how to get things done. how to have fun. put more emotion into your life!
gengar just wants to have a bit of fun after all, a bit of energy, because what's a ghost type without suckling a bit on the living? ]
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[ OPTION A: you're in your house, your room— maybe you have a roommate, perhaps, sleeping or awake in their corner while you're in yours. did you forget the window open? is the ac turned on? why is it so cold?
something in the kitchen made a sound, a clatter— but you know no one is in the kitchen. the toilet flushed, but . . . nobody used the bathroom. did you see something from the corner of your eye moving? wait, was that your shadow? your shadow shouldn't be moving without you. maybe you're just tired. maybe it's just your imagination, right? right.
so why do you have this awful feeling that something's watching you? ]
[ OPTION B: it's not too late— only now is the sky beginning to darken, and you're out and about on the streets. maybe you're going home, or somewhere else. the streets look quite empty, and quite suddenly, something, someone breathes down your neck, a wheeze so cold it makes you shiver from the tips of your toes all the way to the tips of your hairs. geez, who the hell just did that? what a creeper! you probably turn around, quickly, but— there's nothing there.
and if you keep walking, you'll probably find yourself tripping on . . . well, yourself ( but you could have sworn it was something like a foot though, you felt it— ), but . . . there's nothing.
something doesn't feel right, does it. ]
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[ you were having a dream— be it a fairly nice dream, or a normal dream, and suddenly? it's going bad. it becomes a nightmare; perhaps your worst fear coming to life, or a shadowy creature chasing after you. no powers work here, you're useless. no matter what it is you're dreaming, you're trapped in a loop, you can't wake up, and echoing softly in the back of your mind are cackles, slow and in series, laughing and laughing at the terror on your face, the fear you emit—
do you keep sleeping, or do you wake up? ]
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do you keep sleeping, or do you wake up? ]
[ OPTION A: you're in your house, your room— maybe you have a roommate, perhaps, sleeping or awake in their corner while you're in yours. did you forget the window open? is the ac turned on? why is it so cold?
something in the kitchen made a sound, a clatter— but you know no one is in the kitchen. the toilet flushed, but . . . nobody used the bathroom. did you see something from the corner of your eye moving? wait, was that your shadow? your shadow shouldn't be moving without you. maybe you're just tired. maybe it's just your imagination, right? right.
so why do you have this awful feeling that something's watching you? ]
[ OPTION B: it's not too late— only now is the sky beginning to darken, and you're out and about on the streets. maybe you're going home, or somewhere else. the streets look quite empty, and quite suddenly, something, someone breathes down your neck, a wheeze so cold it makes you shiver from the tips of your toes all the way to the tips of your hairs. geez, who the hell just did that? what a creeper! you probably turn around, quickly, but— there's nothing there.
and if you keep walking, you'll probably find yourself tripping on . . . well, yourself ( but you could have sworn it was something like a foot though, you felt it— ), but . . . there's nothing.
something doesn't feel right, does it. ]
[ anything or anywhere i didn't mention? a plan that's not in the above? make your own scenario and i'll follow with it! gengar will be sure to say hi somehow :) ]
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gengar begins following behind kaneda, watching he go from room to room, presumably— passing by a half open drawer, he fishes out . . . oh, what's this? a hand towel!
he's learned from a very touchy woman what he could do with towels.
and so, gengar creeps, towel in his claws and possibly the only thing giving away his invisibility— the towel that seems to be levitating on its own and following after kaneda and his every move. gengar has to call for his attention somehow, and he does! with a casual pssst.
yo look over here ]
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What the hell IS this?!
[something like a cold chill starts to seep into his spine, his feet carry him of their own accord away from this...this...clusterfuck]
Nah, nah...who's playing tricks? Who is gonna get their ass kicked?
[despite this, he doesn't sound too confident of this...]
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that will suddenly start buffeting ( harmlessly, but spooky ) all over kaneda's face, going uhbluhbluhbluhbluh!!!!! it's alive!!!! it's alive and it's coming for you!!!! ]
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Kaneda SHRIEKS INTO THE HEAVENS and lashes out, shoving and even occasionally kicking at the towel assault, skittering back until his shoulders hit a wall]
GET OUT OF HERE YOU GHOST DICK! I'VE BRANDED A LOT OF NERDS IN MY TIME AND I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!
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you are afraid!!! you are afraid and that earns points. excellent show! you win— your prize? meeting casper, the friendly ghost!!!
gengar will float over to the trembling kaneda, first his grin appearing out of thin air, holding for a few moments—
before giving the teen a good ol' lick. ]
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Either way, he'll wipe violently at his now tingling face and scowl:]
What are you, Lassie? She ain't an asshole. I'm gonna bury you.
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silly, you can't bury him. he's a ghost.
you don't even have a shovel ]
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Cut that out!! Didn't anyone tell you this is assault? I'll fuckin sue you or whoever you belong to.