| Not Alone | Paranormal RP | New And Accepting |

[vxmpirebyrumor]

character pic;
name;
. Patience McCain
gender;
. Female
age;
. 17
job;
. Psychic medium / paranormal sensitive
personality;
. Extremely shy, sweet when she's comfortable with you, despite her name, she has no patience, irritated easily, loves what she does, misunderstood, doesn't perform well under pressure and often hands her problems to over people
skills; Can talk to the dead, and sense their presence
other; nothing yet

[misted]

character pic;
name;
. Patience McCain
gender;
. Female
age;
. 17
job;
. Psychic medium / paranormal sensitive
personality;
. Extremely shy, sweet when she's comfortable with you, despite her name, she has no patience, irritated easily, loves what she does, misunderstood, doesn't perform well under pressure and often hands her problems to over people
skills; Can talk to the dead, and sense their presence
other; nothing yet

accepted! but your character picture isn't working c:

[misted]

Brock Smith Fox / Location; Convention / Tags; open
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Whistling a soft tune, something similar to the ice cream truck tune he walked slowly throughout the buildings. His hands in his pockets, a rather large coat around him that had fur like texture with it. Boots could be heard by him, as if someone in a hallway was approaching. The convention was his main target right now, he did indeed believe about the things that had been occurring throughout the haunted house. Many people walked by, giving him unpleasant and cruel looks. Some concerned and some not; maybe it was because of his appearance? Or maybe it was his blue eyes that stood out in the crowd. His eyes would tell me a secretive figure, one that wouldn't want to be approached. As he walked, he could see the Convention in the distance. Along with few people that were there setting up. Finally getting to the convention, he crossed his arms and remained whistling a creepy tune.

Zara looked out the window behind her and fell of the bench, she could've sworn that she saw a figure pressed up against it.
She scrambled to her feet and looked outside, but there was no-one there. Slowly she backed away, picking up some of her things that had fallen out of her bag. Wooden floorboards creaked as she tried to go anywhere but a window, which was easy, seeing as there was only two. An old dusty lightbulb hung from the ceiling, swinging in the breeze from the open door.

[il diablo]

Brock Smith Fox / Location; House / Tags; Zara
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As Brock was walking, he heard something coming from the house. It wasn't loud that it was disturbing but he wanted to go check it out anyway. Still hands in his pockets, he whistled the tune and walked into the Haunted House. He hadn't seen anyone, it was quite dark in the house, although it was light outside. ''Ello?'' He paused, most likely awaiting for an answer. Brock looked around, he kept seeing few figures, but that was probably his mind playing tricks on him, but he continued to remain calm for a little while.

(day or night? ^^)

[misted]

(it's the evening I guess)

Zoe turned to see the newcomer, he would be the second person who wasn't working their to actually come to the convention. Giving him a small awkward wave, she tried to comprehend what she'd just seen. Sure, she had always believed in the paranormal, but she never thought the first time she ever saw a ghost would be like... that. Still she put the thought to the back of her mind, and walked towards the door.

"Uh hi!" She said.

[il diablo]

Brock Smith Fox / Location; House / Tags; Zara
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After his eyes had adjusted, he saw the female there. Lowering his gaze to the ground he kicked the dusty floor. ''You all good? I heard something in here.'' Instead of saying hi back, he had just asked another question. Brock kept a serious face, somewhat glaring at the girl, she shouldn't have been alone in the house, he believed dangerous things happened in there and anything could happen to you if you were alone. But, Brock didn't care about that, he cared about finding out what was behind the paranormal's doings and as well as the alien sightings he had heard about.

[Arvemis]

| Une | Location: Space |

The small alien space shift drifted close towards the strange blue planet. The pilot was sent to do a region check of the solar system, to see if there are any livable planets. It seemed this blue planet was the only livable planet. well at least from the far view, it seemed to have water and tons of it. The alien ship was as only as close as the the planets natural satellite. Inside the ship was a pilot, an alien as earthlings would call it. It had all of it's four arms busy working on piloting the ship. He was tired from all this space travel but it was his job. After he got the ship to settle down in the orbit of the planet, the alien relaxed, taking deep breaths and a break from working.
Suddenness he heard a bang from the side of the ship knocking it out of it's perfect state around the planet. The Alien stared out of the window as an asteroid though not big enough to destroy the planet but still big enough to damage his ship slowly drifted in front of the window. Th3e Alien Frantically looked to see what damage his ship ad taken. A bright red flash appeared in-front of him. it seemed it was bad. An engine down and the fuel draining and what made it worst the Asteroid knocked his ship out of orbit, and so the small alien ship slowly drifted more closer to earth.

The Alien started to really panic, he didn't know what to do, the fuel almost draining he couldn't go home. the alien closed his four eyes focusing on his thoughts. he instantly started pressing a sequence of buttons and the other remaining engine turned on pushing the broken ship further closer to the planet. The rest was all up to pure luck.

[misted]

Zara// tags: brock

"Yeah, I just-" she chanced a look back at the window and sighed with relief when all she could see was the pouring rain, and the start of a forest.
"Nothing." She finished.
"Just a bit early to the convention is all. There's no-one here but me and a couple people setting up stands, but I guess you're here now..."

(also, YOU DECIDED ON A NAME FOR THE SMOL ALIEN BAB cx)

[vxmpirebyrumor]

Patience is staring at the house, seeing people going inside. She bites her lip. Should she go inside? Eventually, she will. It's inevitable. She has to. That's why she's here. To investigate the haunting. She sighs. She IS a physic medium; it's her job.
She walks inside, looking around, immediately being overwhelm by spirit energy. "Yep, definitely haunted."

[il diablo]

Brock Smith Fox / Location; House / Tags; Zara
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He frowned, looking at the window as it started to spit then start raining. ''You know you shouldn't be in here alone. Your going to get hurt.'' Brock explained, glaring at the girl. ''You should know that.'' Adding, he took another step forward closer to her, glancing around the room he could still see something in the distance, it was a human figure that was for sure. He didn't think much of it though, he did use to live in a haunted unit anyway and had experienced figures and that in his house, some that he couldn't forget.