Johnathan O'Hara
Johnathan continued to float through the house worriedly, almost pacing. Then he heard two familiar voices. It was Arthur and Trent. He chuckled to himself when they referred to him as Elvis. He appeared before them. "We have a problem.." He said looking at the two other...
Forrest
Forrest was deeo in though when Maria came in, it almost startled him. She sat up in his chair and smiled. "Good morning Maria." He pulled some papers out that pertained to Maria's case. "You're probably right considering it looked like your hair is on the rag and could use...
Johnathan O'Hara
Johnathan looked at Cindy. He remembered when she first came to the house. She didn't live there, no..but she came home with Patrick a few times. He sighed in deep thought. He remembered seeing the wife come home early and being sad that he probably would never be able to see...
Forrest
Beep beep beep
Forrest's alarm clock starting ringing, he sighed and rolled over to turn it off. He pushed the button, it stopped. He sat up and looked around, it was still dark outside. He got up and threw on some sweatpants and a hoodie and his sneakers. Forrest stood in...
Johnathan O'Hara
The silence was comforting for awhile. He must admit for a house with two teenagers it was pretty quiet for the most part. To be honest the only loud ones here were the spirits. The other spirits didn't really like what they did with the house but he kinda liked it. He was not...
Johnathan O'Hara
Johnathan sighed when Trent patted him on the shoulder, there was no stopping him. Johnathan wished to have no part in scaring the living daylights out of these kids. She walked over to one on of the shelves and picked one of the books and sat down with it. He read silently...
Johnathan O'Hara
Everyday the days seem to be longer...maybe even run together. There wasn't much to do besides...well exist...barely. Johnathan sat against a wall in the den and looked at a picture he had of his parents between his fingers. It's something he had on him before he died. Looking...
Name: Johnathan O'Hanna
Age: Looks 19
Birthday: December 15th, 1934
Height: 6'8''
Eye Color: Green
Status: Deceased
Markings: Skull tattoo on right arm.
Disabilities: Beisdes being dead, none.
Likes:
Frank Sinatra
Cars
Whiskey
A Home Cooked Meal
A Woman's soft touch...
Grayson
With:
@Zatanna @karmaa
Grayson finished his first cigarette and lit another one not really concerned with anyone seeing him. With every person passng whispering about Nathan and how tragic his death was irked him more and more. It was mostly the rumors and shit that wasn't...
Grayson
The funeral was starting to come to a close and his high was starting to go away. When there was less people by the coffin during the wake Grayson wet up, his palms were sweaty and he felt like he was going to vomit. With a shaky hand he reached into his pocket and grabbed a TMNT...
Nathan is fucking dead, man. What the fuck
Grayson sat there looking at the text message he just received, his hand white- knuckling the phone. He started trembling. Nathan...is dead? He sprang up and ran into the bathroom and leaned over the toilet and started heaving. Coughing violently...
@Ms MistyEye
How long after Nathans death is everyone starting?
I understand that a lot of the first posts from everyone will include what happened the day of the accident but what time period are we all supposed to interact in? Days? Weeks since the death?
If it's not first come first serve I guess we could have a little friendly competition @Lazy Rocktime
If I don't get the rival position I'll try for a different one.
I really want to play a complete douche @Ms MistyEye so if you have an idea that would fit that let me know