тне ноυsе оf мιdиιgнт || Ассертιиg || Sемι-lιт

[Complicated game]

Clare stroked the bat. "You're not very observant, are you?" She asked. "First off, this is a FRUIT bat." She held out the trembling animal. "Second, why the heck would I live in this place? Haven't you heard the rumors?" She asked, pulling the bat back and stroking it as calmly as if it were a cat. "They say this place is haunted, Kenton. And- I didn't believe it until that stupid door shut on me like it was possessed." She offered her free hand. "My name is Clare Potter. You didn't happen to see a van filled with girls giggling like maniacs when you burst in, did you?" She asked.

[geinkotsu]

His eyes did not move away from that bat. He did not care what kind of bat it was, he did not care to ‘observe’ it either. He couldn’t even stand to see pictures of bats. Kenton’s eyes briefly looked around, slowly coming back to natural thinking- well, when you start screaming hysterically and running like a teenager gone wild, it was hard to process things. So this was that oh so haunted mansion? Pf, he did not believe in haunting or ghosts.

His blue eyes returned to her when she offered out her hand to take. He hesitantly reached out, briefly exchanging the polite gesture, but quickly pulling his hand back at the risk of being too close to that winged demon. Kenton felt nauseas just being this close to it. “I saw no such thing. Besides, just because a door slammed shut does not mean this place is haunted.” He laughed lightly. “Could be an old trickster house for all we know.” he pointed out. They had those at carnivals, did they not? Scary haunted houses with all those trick doors and monsters and stuff.

“I hope there is food, I haven’t eaten all night.” he said. Really, to be thinking such things when it seemed she was suggesting entrapment. Free food sounded nice. But then this house did look rather abandoned… Best he could hope for was a can of old food which probably was expired.

[Complicated game]

Clare raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. Of course I get trapped in a house with the only boy in the state who would be thinking of finding food in a haunted house." She let the bat go and the bat crawled onto her shoulder like a parrot. "So I know most people don't believe in such things as ghosts, but I've studied them for a long time. I'm rather undecided. So would you mind explaining why you're in the house?" She asked.

[Futuristic Roadkill]

So tell me...
. Name ⇝
Jake Summerfield
. Nickname ⇝
None (unless weirdo counts)
. Gender ⇝
Male
. Age ⇝
15

In the mirror.
. General Description ⇝
A shortish, thin guy with blue eyes and blond hair.
. Hair ⇝
His hair is a pale sandy blond bordering on white but not quite.
. Eye Color ⇝
Light blue
. Height ⇝
5'1"
. Weight ⇝
102
. Body Modifications ⇝
None

Behind the mask.
. Personality ⇝
He's quite a daydreamer. He enjoys spending hours just looking at clouds. He is cheerful and nice but people avoid him since he is quite spacey. Generally he will not get offended at anything you say to him, he's used to that. He is ambitious and determined, even if he is fighting for a lost cause. He does not usually talk much but if he has someone to talk to he can keep on for hours. He can be called shy but he really isn't. He also loves exploring. Sometimes he talks to himself, but when someone notices him he denies it ever happened. He is a bit on the strange side. But much unlike the rest of him he has a smile that glows like sunshine and generally makes you feel happy.
. History ⇝
He was somehow separated from his parents at young age though he was too little to realize how or why. Some say he is an orphan but he believes there is someone out there looking for him. There was little that happened later, except he grew u to be what he is now being whizzed from one foster family to another. He never knew lasting love, so he never strives for it. He was for adoption several times but no-one ever picked him, several times he was the last one left. Often he was mocked at school being called a 'freak' or 'runt' but he never responded.
. Family ⇝
He doesn't really know his real family since he is in foster care since he was young. But his current foster family is nice enough, his adopted mum Holly Heart and his adopted dad Gavin Heart were always honest and kind.
. Likes ⇝

• Clouds
  
• Snow
• White
• Sports
. Dislikes ⇝

• Failing
• Darkness
• Clothes that are not white
• Sweets/Candy
. Fears ⇝

• Eternal darkness
• Pain and suffering of others
• Giving up

[мосна]

[Accepted

Love the avatar by the way]

[Futuristic Roadkill]

Jake walked in slowly, wondering why was he here. He looked around for anything that caught his eye, nothing did. He tried the door, knowing it was hopeless. Looking around he wondered what should he do, then seeing nothing else to do he walked slowly around, whispering quietly "windows..."

[Can't do any more now, being forced to sleep, sorry ._.]

[iva wolf]

[It's all good]

"Onii-san, what? I'm Lee Jackson," The fair-haired boy introduced himself to the young girl that had appeared in front of him suddenly. "I was hoping there would be more than me and the noob here," he smiled slightly as he managed to use some gaming knowledge in a normal situation. Well, not an entirely normal situation, they were trapped inside some freaky old house with no obvious means of escape. "Wait," he said, interrupting his own thought train, "why are you here? I thought it was only idiotic teens that went into haunted houses like this one, not, what, nine? year old girls," he frowned at the little girl, folding his arms.

(Onii-san is the way a person would address their older brother in Japan or,in Leila's case,a cute way of calling a much older boy Just some info there for you.Then again,if you've watched OHSHC you should know By the way,where is Lee's form?)

|| Leila || age of 10 || with Lee on the 3rd floor ||

The child answered to the boy with an equally unsatisfied frown.
"I'm a fully grown ten-year-old girl!"she protested as her age was mistaken."I'm Leila."she introduced herself,folding her arms while puffing her cheeks in annoyance.She looked away and began to take a few steps towards the window on the third floor "I came in because I wanted to.No one stopped me and no one scrolled me for being here."she told him and looking over her shoulder "So you are one of those 'idiotic teens' ,as you called them.I don't know what that word means but you sure must be stupid to be called idiotic"she said rather teasingly,despite him being older.

|| Byal || age of 15 || alone on the second floor ||

He stood motionless behind the corner on the second floor.The scream downstairs freaked all his angels out of him,practically scaring him the death.He kept quiet,knowing whatever got that unfortunate soul might come after him as well.

[мосна]

[I know that, but Lee doesn't XD His form isn't up yet because I'm on my DS so I can't make it. Fortunately, my sister has work today, the computer's in her room]

"Well, no one would stop you really, because there was probably no one to stop you. I'm Lee, and yep, idiotic does mean stupid. But it was my sister that was idiotic. We were walking out here with our dog. Dog ran off, sister ran after, sister went in here and I tried to be heroic and save her," Lee explained, sitting down.

[Futuristic Roadkill]

[ok now I can start properly]

.:Jake Summerfield:.

After a while he stopped whispering. He saw what he was looking for, a large window. He walked over to it and looked outside, and sighed in dismay. There were no clouds, or at least it seemed so from the window since the sky was barely visible. He reached out and touched the glass of the window softly, it was cold, deathly cold. Pulling away he looked up, he was not really paying much attention to them since he got here but he could hear voices, faint voices, or at least they seemed faint to him since he was not listening. He looked at the stairs deciding that the higher he was the better the chances of him getting to see the sky he descended up the stairs slowly, oblivious to anyone and anything around him.

He was not feeling anything about being here, sure it was a bit cold and strangely dark but that was about it. He was used to new places, in fact he even felt a bit excited about exploring the house but not now. He just felt like he usually did, careless and slightly dazed. After all 'haunted' was not a word he believed in.

[iva wolf]

|| Leila || age of 10 || with Lee on the 3rd floor ||

Dog? she thought and then remembered seeing one in a picture book.She had never seen a 'dog' before and her eyes sparkled.So this person was actually from the outside?She hadn't thought about meeting other people before.Actually,she didn't have a plan at all since she had lived for so long without a reason for existing.
"Oh?!So Lee-onii-san was like the prince from the book?You were a knight coming to save the damsel!"she said,eyes shining as she noted what he had said about his reason for being inside the house.Her hands were clench together in front of her chest from excitement as she looked at him,picturing him in the way the scientist who had cared for her had once acted like the hero from a story.