username fernmoon
name jezebel
gender female
occupation to be stated in prompt
personality a mysterious one with her sharp tongue striking at foes.
no walls hold her sharp wit and quite critical thinking. nothing is qu-
ite simple for her, and everything must be done with reason or som-
ething will be deemed useless for her. if one frustrates her, she ten-
ds not to show much besides a shift in tones and her words.
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do they believe in ghosts? the pale moonlight came through the leaves as the weary traveller steadily moved through the forest. the traveller stopped as a song was being sung done the path. something was coming and it seemed to be ghostly. yellow spirits seemed to dance around the figure as two eyes peered through the darkness. "ghost!" the traveller yelled as they ducked behind a tree. their breathe grew faster as they hide from the figure lurking in the shadows. warm breath came from behind as they heard, "a scaredy cat much? also, i am no ghost, but you just be seeing some." the traveller jumped backwards into the arms of the stranger who was grinning creepily with piercing yellow eyes. they scrambled away from them as the tripped on a root while trying to get away. "wow, a start of a horror movie... this isn't worth my time," the figure said as they walked away. "good bye."
"what do you mean? at least tell me who you are and even if you're a ghost or not?" the traveller questioned the stranger.
the same expression was in their face and with a little chuckle, "i mean you're not worth my time. as for ghost, i'm not even one, but we both know that they are real because we both know that we can see them. they are all around us even if they don't want to show themselves to us right now. they are small little things and not really remnants of their former selves in their current form. they wear a mask of their former selves and are just hollow of thenselves," they said as a way to express their beliefs on ghost then the tone of their voice. "and, do you want to know something? each of them is quite unwilling to show themselves due to this little confrontation. i was going to have some good reaping tonight, but no, you little scaredy cat, must just come into my reaping woods in the best night to cause problems."
"what do you mean by 'reaping' and seeing ghost? who even are you?" the questions kept in flooding from them as they continued on asking.
a quick growl rumbled from the still same faced firgure. they grabbed a scythe out of nowhere. "no one besides the grim reaper. you're lucky that you'll be let go even when my temper is up," they said as the pulled up the traveller. "with this scythe, i can just poke you with it and then bye bye." the scythe came close to them as they were dropped onto the ground. "run."