Ƭhe ℙursuit of SalvaϮion [Inactive]

[ZaffiroAiLa]

ZaffiroAiLa submitted a new role play:


ƬHE ℙURSUIT OF SALVAϮION - One Final Chance Towards Salvation....

Freak Accident. Disease. Broken Heart. Sadness. Other Reasons. These were the possible deaths of these young people who had so much ahead of them. However, through their choice of actions in their lives when alive, it got them to be sent to the Purgatory.
Upon entering the Purgatory, their souls were sent to this boarding house, where they shall stay for the time being until the judgement of where they would be placed was finalized.


Each person end up in this dreadful boarding house because...

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Days: 1 out of 30

 

[ZaffiroAiLa]

Everyone will wake up in their own Dorm Rooms. Then, you will go to the Foyer Room to meet everyone and a mysterious butler will be waiting there for everyone. There the mysterious butler will explain why they are in this place, etc.


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Location: In Her Dorm Room ? Foyer Room


Thoughts: How did I get here?


With: No One, Yet.


~?~


"Oh ____!" Valerie's ex-boyriend cursed as he looked left and right before running away from Valerie. Valerie turned her head to the side where she saw dark red blood flowing from her side. The world became blurry as the world became dark around her and heard the distant police sirens echoing through her mind. That was all she could hear and see in the very last minutes of her life.


~?~


"Ah!" Valerie gasped as she lift her body from the bed. She was in a cold sweat as she looked left and right.


"Where am I?" Valerie questioned as she saw she was in some random bedroom. She could not recall this bedroom, considering she has been in many bedrooms in her life. This is not a bedroom, I recall being in before... Huh? Then where am I? Valerie then touched the back of her head where it was clean and dry. The last thing she remembered was having blood flowing from the back of her head then her now ex-boyfriend running away.


"Just wait till' I get my hands on that _______!" Valerie growled as she clenched her hands, then looked to see if there were any windows in the bedroom she was in but there was none. Why are there no freaking windows here?! She wanted to know where she could be so she could just walk home from here.


"Whatever I'm leaving..." Valerie sighed deeply as she got out of bed. Valerie walked to the vanity that was in her room just to make sure she was okay and not harmed. Valerie was so sure she had a gash on the back of her head before waking up to this place. But everything was perfect, not a single hair out of place. How could this be? Valerie looked down to see there was a single perfume bottle on the vanity. What made this perfume bottle so significant was the fact that it was HER perfume "Noir Tease". Valerie knew it was hers because of the individual scratches and marks that were on the bottle, which Valerie remembered her perfume as. This is too weird! Valerie turned and left towards the foyer room. Upon arriving there was a pair of large wooden doors.


"Ah! The exit!" Valerie smiled as she tried to pull and push the door furiously. "Why is it not budging!"


"It's because you can't leave," The mysterious butler explained as Valerie turned around at him confused and shocked. "The doors won't open until Judgement Day, until then you as well as the other inhabitants will live here. You all will stay here for exactly 30 Days, which will be counted on that calender over there." He then pointed at the paper calendar which said "Day 1" and had 29 pages left to be ripped from the calendar. "Your souls are bound to this place because all of you are dead now, souls waiting to be determined whether you will live in Paradise or heck. Don't worry, we made sure your stay is comfortable by supplying each of the closets with clothing suited to your preferred style. Also, the meals will be prepared for you all according to time as well as a recreational room to sooth your boredom. Until then enjoy your stay..." Valerie shook her head in disbelief as the butler turned and walked away, she was too in shock to say something. Valerie looked back at the door with a frown as she read the script writing on the top of the wooden doors.


"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here..." Valerie recited the quote as she clenched her fists once more. "Perfect... Just perfect..." Valerie turned and leaned her back against the wall as she waited to see who else lived in this heck hole (literally) with her.

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[evephy]

"Mhmpfm!!" A muffled scream sounded throughout the dorm room as Koha's hands wrapped around the pillow in front of his face, flinging it across the room. He shot up, breathing heavily with his eyes darting around, but instead, the sight that met him was a completely unfamiliar room. "What the..." Kohaku slung his legs over the bed standing up. Had he been kidnapped as well? He looked behind him. There, sitting peacefully on his pillow was Sir Lancelot, a teddy bear he's had with him practically since birth. At least they were nice enough to bring his friend along. Koha reached out and picked up Lance, giving the plush toy a warm hug before setting him back down again and turning to leave the room.





Luckily, the door was unlocked. His kidnappers weren't so bright after all. It was just like in the video games he played back home. Silently, Koha crept through the halls, looking behind him every couple of seconds to make sure no one attacked him with a pillow again. As much as he liked those things, he had never expected them to be so deadly. "Ah! The exit!" The female voice pierced through the silence, causing the poor boy to jump. He hadn't been expecting that. He rushed towards the direction of where the sound came from and peeked in from around the corner. It was a girl, and a rather good-looking one at that, but right now, that wasn't important.


Silently, Koha watched as she desperately tried to open the door. Even from there, Kohaku knew that it wasn't going to budge. No wonder his kidnappers didn't lock his door, he was locked inside this building! Did that mean the girl had been kidnapped as well? Yes, that was probably it. Koha was just about to confront the girl about figuring out a way to escape when a man appeared beside him out of no where, causing him to fall back in shock. His words were apathetic and straight-forward. "Your souls are bound to this place because all of you are dead now," Koha was speechless. It was then when his memory decided to slap him in the face. His death was as clear as glass. The man who had attempted to suffocate him had succeeded; he hadn't been kidnapped.


So he was dead. Koha was dead. The butler continued on explaining things, but he hadn't been listening. Once the stranger left, The redheaded boy simply just stood up and walked over to the nearest couch, dropping himself down onto it as he continued to try and believe the situation he was in.

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[ZaffiroAiLa]

Location: Living Room


Thoughts: Hmm... So I'm not alone in this?


With: Koha @Evil Ephemera


Valerie did not know how to go about her feeling when hearing the tragic news of being dead and having a 50/50 chance of her going to Heck for all of eternity, just to rot and suffer. Valerie was feeling quite alone about the situation, she even believed that she was the only person in this mansion. However, her worries were washed away when she heard the squeaking sound of springs coming from a piece of furniture, specifically a couch. Valerie turned her head for a moment to see who was around, only able to see the crimson locks of hair from a distance. She was a bit concerned whether or not she should have chased down the butler for a way out, but her curiosity overcame her as she tiptoed a bit over to the living room where the mysterious person was sitting.


Valerie's mouth slowly curled into a smile as she realized that this mysterious person was a guy, which made the 30 Days at this mansion, not so bad. Also, this guy wasn't have bad and was quite the eye candy for her as she devilishly licked her lips at the thought. At least she had some type of company at this wretched place. Valerie took a good minute trying to decipher how she should approach him: the shy, cutesy, or daring? Valerie decided to take a mixture between the cute and shy type to approach the guy. Valerie swung around the couch and sat next to crimsoned hair man, then created this dejected look on her face.


"I see you're in the same situation as me and you must have heard the butler as well Huh?" Valerie asked in a sad tone in her voice, trying to appear innocent. "I'm Valerie by the way, what's your name?" Valerie looked up at him kindly, already lusting a bit to run her fingers through his wonderous crimson hair, a color she has not seen for a while now.

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[Amare la Vita]

Ricky screamed as the flames were engulfing him until all he could see was pitch black smoke....


Ricky woke up breathing heavily and shaking. He had rose up so quickly that his head was spinning. He was in a decent sized room that was missing his bed, his dresser, and his mini fridge. He looked himself over and noticed that his hand had been charred. "So, there was a fire..." He sighed. "Where am I?" He muttered. "Is this some kind of fancy hospital?"


He looked around frantically for anything "normal" and something caught his eye. The only familiar object in the room was a locket. He gingerly touched it and tears began to well at his eyes. The locket was his mother's. He stuffed the locket into his pocket and tried the doors. They flew open without a problem.


He walked down the hallway into a place that looked somewhat like an extravagant living area. There, sat a lovely girl and a boy with bright red hair.


"Wh-where are we?" He glanced passed them and saw a peculiar butler standing behind.

 

[Necrominac]

The wind was blowing against his hair as the red wagon lied below his sight. Even before death, Leonid couldn't bring himself to be impressed with the results of his irresponsible decision to sit on the bar.


It's like it was lasting forever as the ground become evermore distant the longer he fell and the thoughts began to cloud his mind. I should have just stood around longer. Now look what I got myself into! I had so much planne- The thought ended with a crash onto the tour bus.




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Leonid's eyes shot up as he lied still in his suit on a perfectly made bed. This isn't right something is really wrong here! he thought as his eyes raced from left to right. For all he knew his head should be a pancake right now and people should be melodramatic probably blaming it on suicide. A rush of disappointment hit his mind as he sat up and adjusted his glasses before the clang of the knife on his lap hitting the ground brought him back to reality. The knife perfectly reflected the light and flashed along his glasses as the memory of his greatest achievement calmed him down.


Voices from another room penetrated his thought. There are other people in my afterlife? This must be hell then. He rose from his position, lifted the knife, and made his way out of the room. On his way into the other room he was greeted with the sight of a well-dressed man disappearing, one sloppily dressed boy, and a woman revealing too much skin. His face unmoved he moved to the already irritating couple, knife in hand, and full of question as to what this place was. His monotone voice began to squeeze out the question


"Where am I, why am I not dead, and why are you here?!" It seemed his patience was thin with these new people, the last thing he wanted to do is live with people who can't seem to find their civilized way.


He stood their adjusting his tie with his left hand and knife perfectly steady in the right.

 

[Amare la Vita]

Ricky jumped a bit when he heard the voice shouting. "Woah woah woah... Slow down..." Ricky raised his hands up to try and calm the situation. "What do you mean 'why are you not dead?'" He used his fingers to give quotation marks in the air. "Isn't this a hospital or something?" Ricky's voice started to come in quieter and slower. "You can't be dead.. I mean, you're breathing and walking right now, so that has to mean something, right?"


Ricky's head felt like it was sucked into a whirlpool. He then felt very awkward standing among everyone else and began to shift from foot to foot. He then wanted a granola bar or something so he can calm down a bit.... "Wh-who are you guys?" Ricky began to shy away a bit. "Where are we?" he repeated.

 

[MisfortunateDreams]

"I regret telling you this, Mr. Gothridge..." The doctor said with a mournful face, "But not only has the cancer returned but it has also spread to your heart, lungs, and brain. I can't give you more then a two months to live, give or take a few weeks." It wasn't that Alfie was surprised, he most certainly wasn't. He had been struggling with the cancer all his life. It had been only a matter of time before it spread to a place that couldn't be fixed. He hadn't expected it to be so soon though, a dread filling him as he stared numbly down at his hands. So this was it...


His final moments.


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It was so dark, dark enough that his heart clenched in a panic stricken grief. Suddenly, as if shocked by a wave of electricity his mind jumped, his body twitching as he involuntarily shot upward. His hand moved to his chest, clutching the thin fabric of his shirt as he looked around the bar room he laid in. What had happened? The last thing he had remembered was talking to his mother in the hospital. She had been so tired, the bag under her eyes had been so black from exhaustion. She hadn't slept in days after all; not since he was admitted into the hospital. That was the last thing he... his hand flattened on his chest as he pressed his palm against the place above his heart. There was no heartbeat, not a thump to show that his body still pulsed with life.


"So I'm dead..." He mumbled softly, his mind going numb as he let it soak in. The thought was hard to believe yet totally acceptable at the same time. He wasn't happy he was dead, but he was glad that the pain had stopped. The only question that remained after he had sorted through his emotions was where he was. His eyes drifted around the room as he got from the bed, his legs surprisingly steady underneath him. It was almost a relief to stand again. He hadn't been able to in the hospital, his body had been to weak.


"Wonder if this is h*ll." He mumbled moving to the door, wondering if it was open. "Might as well try." Grabbing hold of the knob he twisted, relieved when it turned with his hand and popped the door open. He pulled it toward him enough to peak into the hallway. It was very empty around there, even the halls seemed to be eerily bare. They echoed his footsteps as he walked down them in search of someone or something.


"I heard H*ll was a lot of different things." Aflie said to himself, "But this wasn't what I expected. Tortured but forever being alone with yourself? Sounds worse then being burned for eternity." He didn't care, he was dead and had been sent where ever this was. He'd just the most of it. First things first though, he'd have to figure out the layout of this godforsaken place.

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[ZaffiroAiLa]

Location: Living Room


Thoughts: More handsome guys~ Maybe I should start up some kind of reverse harem!


With: Koha @prounst23, & Ricky @Amare la Vita


Soon after she sat down next to Koha, more arrived downstairs and into the Living where she and Koha was. In Valerie's favor, they were all men, which caused Valerie to smirk once more causing her to think such sinful thoughts in her mind. One wore glasses and a suit which were major brownie points for Valerie and found quite sexy. The other had a quite laid back kind atittude and had black hair just like her which seemed like he was fun guy to be around. So many great choices... Too bad I can't have them all~ they would end up finding out that I am cheating considering we all live in the same building. But I'm sure I can handle at least 2 guys, right? Valerie pondered on this thought as she tapped her bottom lip then grinned happily. When the guys began to question their situation, she guessed that they did not hear what the stuffy old butler said. Valerie cleared her voice before speaking.


"The butler, who is in charge of the place I guess, said we are all dead, so we are simply souls that lingering in this household until someone like a God decides if we go to Heck or Paradise," Valerie explained a bit solemnly that she has to go through such a process. "All I know is we are in this house but I have no idea the location of this house and we can't leave until the end of the 30th Day. But honestly, I don't know why I am put under this process, I never committed a crime in my life." Valerie crossed her arms angrily as she began to think real hard all the possibilities why she might be here. Maybe she did know, but was in deep denial and does not want to admit it? Maybe denying the fact she belonged in this place keeps her from breaking down and going insane. The only way she can cope with such a feeling is by being surrounded by people or clouding her mind with the enjoyment of being with a man. Valerie thought it was quite cute how the black haired guy got shy and nervous when asking the identity of everyone.


"I'm Valerie, what's your name?" Valerie chirped.

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[Amare la Vita]

Ricky cringed a little, noticing that she was talking to him. "R-Ricky... So... We're... We're dead...?" At first, Ricky was terrified. Then, he realized that he knew why he was here. He lowered his head in shame. Then, he realized something out of the corner of his eye. His head shot up quickly as he looked back at Valerie and the boy next to her. "You're not a gay male, and you're not wear much clothing..." He immediately turned red of embarrassment. 'Why did you have to point that out!?' He scolded himself. "I'm-I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to.. Well,... Yeah.. I'm going to look around for a bit." His face burning now, he shuffled about the room to look around while silently chanting to himself that he was an idiot.

 

[ZaffiroAiLa]

Location: Living Room


Thoughts: Does skin really bother people?


With: Koha @prounst23, & Ricky @Amare la Vita


The terrified look on his face made Valerie giggle a bit even though it might have been something mean to do. Valerie just couldn't hold in her laugh because he looked scared and was in denial, almost like a child realizing they lost their mom in a store.


"Yep, so might as well get yourself comfy," Valerie nodded as she held her hands behind her head. She looked from the corner of her eye to see that he lowered his head in shame then suddenly blurted out bluntly Valerie's lack of clothes. Valerie didn't mind showing skin and she thought her outfit was nothing too serious. A black flowy blouse, with a leather choker necklace, and a pair of crimson red shorts with black pump heels. Nothing crazy right? She had to admit that the blouse was quite translucent and big that you could see her bra. Then again, Valerie was not concerned by it because she was not embarrassed to expose herself like so. The red embarrassed look on his face made her giggle once more as she pulled the sleeves of her blouse up so it "covered more skin". He must be a virgin, which is why he got so embarrassed like that to see my skin or my bra. It's been quite a while since I had a virgin~ He seems easy to get to~


"Oh I'm sorry, does that bother you?" Valerie teased him. "I mean I'm wearing my nice black lace bra so it shouldn't be a problem right? Plus I'm quite comfortable in them." Valerie looked over her shoulder as she gave Ricky a playful wink as he shuffled away embarrassed and to go "check out the place". She rolled her eyes a bit as she returned to sitting on the couch and waited for the conversation to pick up in their little group of theirs.

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[MisfortunateDreams]

Alfie allowed his legs to carry him down the hall, wandering aimlessly through the maze of halls without much direction. He knew he'd probably never be able to find his way back to that room but didn't really care much. He didn't seem to be getting tired and his body felt better then it ever had on earth. How many hours had he spent dreaming of a body that wouldn't hold him back when he wanted to do something. The envy that had consumed him just watching others pass through life had been overwhelming to the point of no return. It drove him toward the crimes he had committed, each done to spite those that had what he didn't. Now that he had his own healthy body it seemed as though he was finally being bless, whether this was heaven or h*ll he didn't care. He could have kept going for ages if he hadn't heard the voices.


"Funny. I didn't know my Hades had the people option." He chuckled to himself as he followed the noises. It was a few minutes and a couple of confusing hallways later he found himself outside the room with the soft mumble of people in it. The doors to the room were open, revealing the people within. At first Alfie was going to turn and leave, seeing only men. Then he spotted the small dark beauty hidden behind the tall figures of the boys.


"One girl, four boys." He stated from the doorway, "This really must be h**l." He then shook his head and looked back over his shoulder at the hallways, wondering if he should leave before looking back. "So, you guys dead also? Or maybe you're the demons here to torture me for eternity?"

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[Amare la Vita]

Ricky spun around quickly to face the person in the doorway. "There are demons here?!" He stood stiff for a second and then realized that it was a joke. He chuckled a bit. "How'd you know that you were dead?" His head tilted in inquiry, and he smiled a bit. Feeling a little better for the fact that the awkward conversation was hopefully forgotten about (well, at least now anyway). "You in the doorway," he gestured towards the new guy, "and you with the glasses," raised his other hand towards the yelling man, "how did you two know that you were dead? You are both pretty smart then, unless you have heard about this before..." He brought his head down into his chin as he gave some thought. His stomach growled.

 

[ZaffiroAiLa]

Location: Living Room


Thoughts: Another one~


With: Koha @prounst23, Alfie @MisfortunateDreams, & Ricky @Amare la Vita


Valerie owns this special radar in her body, which can sense a guy from a mile away. Upon the entrance of Alfie, Valerie's ears perked a bit as she had this quizzical look on her face. Valerie adjusted herself on the couch, where she had herself to face the entrance of the living room. Just as her radar suspected there was another male in the living room. This one was unique, he had white hair and golden eyes, which reminded her of a mischievous cat she came across once back in her human life. If Valerie had a tail then her tail would be swaying from side to side to show her amusement about this situation.


"Well hello, hello," Valerie smiled at the snow haired guy and waved him over to join their group. "Demon? I don't think I am... And trust me I wouldn't torture you~ However, I might do something else~" Valerie purred and smirked teasing ly at the guy's statement about his comment on whether or not a demon existed in this household. Maybe there is a demon in the house, in the basement probably. Valerie looked past the snow haired guy to see that Ricky has returned back to the group. She laughed once more when Ricky got scared at the fact there might be demons. He is too funny and naive!


"How can you not realize that you are dead yet, Ricky?" Valerie questioned with a shake of her head. "I mean everyone must have experienced the last few minutes of their human lives before waking up here. The butler told us that we are dead. Also, how would we be able to get here without recalling a time when we asked for a ride here?"

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[jewlia]

Acacia woke up slowly, then all at once. She knew she was dead from the very moment her pale blue eyes opened, blinking several times to clear away the sleep that had formed. Her hair curled in small ringlets about her breasts, accentuating her outfit that consisted of a thin, red pullover, and dark skinny jeans, rolled up twice to fit her short height. The pullover's neck was so wide that it dropped off of her right shoulder, allowing her to pull the sleeve over her hand. The pants fit her nicely, tight around her legs and snug about her hips.


She stood from the bed she woke up in, and examined the situation. Her choices were to stay put and hope she would die for real this time, or to wander about and play along. Sighing, Acacia ran a small hand through her hair and adjusted the engagement ring on her finger, walking out of the door. She wandered aimlessly down the hallways, until she heard some voices, all sounding very deep and manly except for one. The reason for this became clear to her as she approached the room, seeing several men and one woman.


Silently, Acacia looked them all over. The woman looked to be having quite a fun time with all the male attention, giggling and winking. One of the men was frantic, another silent, and another was in the doorway, with his back turned to her. She raised an eyebrow and moved forward, sliding past this man and into the room. As she entered, she caught sight of a red-haired man and swallowed hard.


Crimson... Her mind raced, asking all sorts of questions about where her former lover was and how he was and if he was still angry with her and-- Acacia stopped herself. She was dead now, there was nothing she could do.





"Morning," Acacia nodded at the man she had slid past, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips, and then nodded in the general direction of the woman and the crimson-haired man. She paid no special attention to the other men, as the one seemed frantic and she hated frantic people. Her small body relaxed, leaning against an area of the wall nearest the door.

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[TwoMoons]

Aya's eyes burst open, oxygen filling her lungs finally. She looked around the strange room she was in. It wasn't her room, and where was her boyfriend? How did she get here? She closed her eyes, starting to think about what had happened a minute earlier. Her boyfriend had burst into the room, grabbing the pillow next to the half-awake Aya, and smothering her, eventually killing her.


Aya frowned. If she was supposedly dead, how in the world did she get her? Where was she anyway? Millions of unwanted questions flooded into Aya's mind, needy for answers that Aya could not give. She pushed her sheets off, climbing out of bed. She was sort of glad that she still had her baggy pajamas on, not really wanting to strut downstairs with anything less. Sure, it wasn't the best attire for someone as glitzy as Aya, but it would have to do. She looked at the door, biting her lip, thinking about who would be here with her. She knew she wasn't the best person, so she didn't really expect a whole bunch of nice people, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to be around a whole bunch of people like her.


She walked towards the door, opening it and peering around the hallway. She had to admit, it was pretty nice to be here, even if she was dead. She slowly crept out of her room, seeing stairs to her right. She heard voices, most of them seemingly belonging to men. She walked down the hallway, then down the stairs. She saw 4 boys and 2 girls, not including her. She found this a little strange, since she didn't really understand why there were so many boys here. She wouldn't admit it, but this seemingly large crowd made Aya a little uncomfortable, as in her life she was always a loner. She decided not to greet everyone, a little scared of them. She decided to watch, so she dtood a little away from the doorway, doing her best to watch everyone.

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[MisfortunateDreams]

Alfie looked over the girl, his eyes combing her black hair and pretty face. She held herself confidently, much better then Alfie had ever held himself. Still he had no reason to not be proud now. He was to dead to care about what others thought, though he did wonder if he could get regular emotions like when he was alive. The tug of familiar displeasure when the black haired boy spoke told him that he could. The kid, jumpy and dramatic, seemed to pulse energy like a little bunny. If Alfie wasn't to busy contemplating why he couldn't be like then he would have probably taken the time to like the kid a bit. He seemed kind enough but Alfie was... well, himself.


"I was dying anyways." He told the kid, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "It's the only thing that could have happened at that point. Unless I was transported to another body, but that doesn't seem to have happened either." Out of habit he reached up his hand to touch the dog tags around his neck, a sense of relief overwhelming him as he shrugged his shoulders. He turned his head to the last person in the room, a nicely dress guy that stood silently to the side. He looked well composed but not interesting enough for Alfie's thoughts to linger more then a few moments. He was about to enter the room further when a form brushed past him and stated a blunt greetings in his direction.


"Uh.. yeah, morning." He said looking over the new arrival. She was a slender blonde with cool eyes and a smirk painted across her face. Wondering how many others would show up. "So, is this like limbo or something then?" He questioned, "It's quite crowded for a space between space, down you thing..?"

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[evephy]

The flashback of his death was all too recent: Frightening, fathomable, yet unbelievable all at the same time. What had he done to deserve such a fate? He didn't do anything. Literally. Koha stared at the carpet with a blank look on his face... Maybe that was it. That was way he he condemned to this mansion. He hadn't done anything, and he needed to make up for it within thirty days. He was too shocked to cry, and far too upset to make any social interactions with the girl that had decided to join him on the couch, but she didn't think so. "I see you're in the same situation as me and you must have heard the butler as well Huh?" She asked him, her voice slicing straight through his thoughts.


The red-headed boy turned to look at her. Her voice and demeanor reeked of innocent and full of remorse, but her clothes suggested otherwise. In fact, they suggested far too much. However, for Koha, pretty girls were the least of his concerns right now. He had to worry about the fact that he was, well... dead. Kohaku nodded slowly in reply to her question as she introduced her self as Valerie. This time, her voice seemed a bit less upsetting, and more kind and considerate. He hadn't even been given a second to introduce himself when a black haired boy wandered in. "Wh-where are we?" He asked them. His eyes were a bit red and puffy. An obvious sign that he had been crying not to long ago. Something that Koha was unable to do at the moment.





No idea."Koha replied simply. And it was the truth. As far as he knew, he was in some fancy house with dead people, and he was among them. Soon enough, another guy appeared, this time, yelling and wielding a knife. Kohaku was only scared for a second before realizing he was already dead. There was no after-life for the after-life.


More people walked in, including a couple of girls to even out the sausage fest. (Hope that term was okay to use, haha.) Each and everyone one of them dead, and reacting in so many different ways. They talked amongst each other. The girl from earlier seemed to forget Koha's existence as her personality changed from innocent, to kind, to daring depending on whoever she talked to. ~Must be bipolar or something.~ Koha thought, instinctively reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone and avoid human-er... soul interaction, only to be met with just cloth. Of course, souls didn't own phones in the after-life. The big man up there really needed to change that. Kohaku was in serious need of Flappy Bird to get his mind off of things.


All these people felt almost suffocating, Kohaku would've known, having had a first-hand experience of suffocation. Despite the vast size of the rich living room, Koha made a decision to leave, just a gray haired girl made her way in, greeting everyone with a casual, "Morning." As if nothing terrible had happened and nodding in Koha's general direction. He didn't think much of it, and just nodded in return before standing up, muttering something along the lines of, "I'm hungry..." and left the room, just as a thin, white-haired man began to speak. Truthfully, Koha was much too sick to the stomach to eat anything, but he needed a less-than-pathetic excuse to leave the room. Hopefully he'd be able to find the kitchen in this giant place.

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[[OoC:// Too much to work with and so little time!! I needed to get Koha out of there before I created a mass wall of text, but I think it's already too late. o-o;; You guys are fast.

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[ZaffiroAiLa]

Location: Living Room


Thoughts: Awh... Party's over, more girls...


With: Koha @prounst23, Alfie @MisfortunateDreams, Acacia @jewlia, Aya @Two Moons & Ricky @Amare la Vita


Valerie's radar didn't pick up the two girls who entered the room and joined the group. She was quite shocked and surprised to see the two other girls there, especially when the ash colored girl greeted the group with a "Morning". Valerie jumped a bit in her seat and placed a hand over her heart as she tried to calm herself before speaking.


"Morning to you too," Valerie greeted with a slight hint of bitterness in her tone of voice. "You seem quite happy..." She couldn't help but taste this bitter flavor in her mouth when realizing she was not the only girl in the room. Maybe it was the fact that the guy's attention might switch over to the other girls. Valerie quickly pushed away these negative thoughts by placing a rather arrogant thought in her mind. No big deal... I do have an ideal appearance as well as daring fashion taste. If worse comes to worse, I'll just have to make some changes around the house... From what Valerie saw, only one of the girls spoke, the other one seemed shy and gave off this vibe that she did not want to associate herself with the group. Valerie looked back to the snow white haired male who answered frantic Ricky's question, which Valerie nodded in response to it.


"I guess you could say we are playing limbo in a way," Valerie shrugged her shoulders. "All I do know is we still have a chance to get to Heaven, we just need to be good people, right? That's all we have to do right? It seems like the most reasonable answer for our situation." Valerie placed her hand over her chin as she thought of a way to save her butt from going to Heck. She just didn't know how to go about being"good" as in being courteous and never swearing?


Not even a moment later nor did he say a word to the group, the crimson haired boy got up stating he was hungry, which peeved off Valerie a bit. You didn't even bother mentioning your name to me when I asked earlier! Valerie moved down the couch a bit as there were more room on the couch now. Valerie looked up at the white hair guy with golden eyes with a gentle smile. I still have the others here, so no problem.


"Would you like to sit down on the couch, next to me?" Valerie asked kindly as she patted the seat next to her, already trying to make her moves on guys already. "You didn't even tell me your name yet~ What is it?"

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[Necrominac]

Leonid stood there like a monument still investigating the people and this situation, ignoring the name request. A succubus, a neophyte, an idler, a fool, and a peach he pieced these personalities all together as he viewed all the people in the room and the one girl peering in through the hall. His view shifted to the left as he looked back at the ghost watching them. His tall and lanky legs shifted his body to the corridor as he prepared to approach the intriguing object. She looks like she is lost. If no one help a this last civilized bit I will. He thought as he cleaned his knife of the smears he left on the shining handle and placed it neatly in his recent position disregarding others and their safety before began to walk to the girl now known to him as rubberneck.


His large figure towered as he made his way passed the neophyte(Ricky) and landed in the vicinity of the observer. "Hello. Were you here for the explanation? Or would you like if I recalled all that happened with this chaotic group?" he stood there bombarding her with two sudden questions as he bent to her height with his static view digging into her skull.

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[TwoMoons]

Aya was a little dissapointed when only one person noticed her, and that being the girl seated on the couch, trying to seduce most of the boys, which she found a bit disgusting. Did she have no dignity? How could you flirt with some people you just met, especially if you just found out you were dead. Aya almost laughed at that thought. It was so strange to call yourself dead when your in this place, seemingly alive. She winced at every sentence the girl said, the flirtiness making her shudder. Even every move she made weirded Aya out. She had decided that she wouldn't have any luck making friends with her at all. She decided to not say anything about it though, not wanting to offend the girl, even though Aya didn't like her currently.


She began to think, pondering the limbo theory. It seemed a little strange to her, but everything about this place was strange. The people, the place, the idea, everything was weird. She shook her head, trying to get a hold on her mind, attempting to peice everything together. She took a deep breath, regaining a small fragment of any calmness she could have. Her eyes began to move around to the others in the room, but as they didn't really say much, she wasn't able to evaluate them.


She heard footsteps, but she didn't realize they were towards her until a silver haired man with glasses beginning to talk to her. He was lowering himself a little, as he seemed around a foot taller than Aya, and he seemed one of the more tolerable of the group, as the only other person she had analyzed hadn't been very appealing. However, she still felt a bit uncomfortable, as his stare was a little frightening. She shrugged, thinking about her response for a few seconds. "I think I've figured out most of the things that've happened, like how we're dead and all that. However, I would like to know a little more about them, since unfortunately, I have to live with them for the next month." she responded, now avoiding the man's gaze.

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[MisfortunateDreams]

"Yeah, sure." Alfie grumbled as he headed over to the couch and fell into the seat next to the girl. "I'm Alfie, Alfred... Gothridge. Or at least I used to be." He wondered if he could still go by that name even though he was dead. It seemed as though he could, the rest of them were after all. He eyes them all from where he was sitting, wondering how they knew that they could actually be called by their names now. For all he knew he was called something completely different now. He doubted it, but no one could be sure right?


"You are?" He added after a moment of silence, realizing it was the right thing to say when introducing yourself to someone. "And the rest of you?" He turned his eyes away from the petite girl to look at the others, noticing that one of the men had moved to the edge of the room and was now talking to yet another girl. It seemed the gender roles were evening out, though Alfie was still unsure of why each of them was there. He could have asked, he knew that, but the thought of someone knowing more then him and possibly looking down on his made his gut tense. He wished he had a bit more courage sometimes, he certainly envied it in others. He had always just passed by life doing what he could and hating people who could do what he couldn't.


It wasn't a very nice way to live but the habit was one he couldn't break easily. Perhaps, if all these people were in the same place as him, they were all vandals? Or maybe criminal of some kind. The possibilities were endless.

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[jewlia]

Acacia said nothing as Valerie spat bitter words at her. "I have no reason to be sad." She muttered under her breath as she slid slowly to the floor, still leaning against the wall. It was true, what she had said. She was prepared for death, welcomed it. Acacia was a bit confused as to where she was, yes, but she had a feeling it would all be explained in time. Her guilt for her earthly deeds far outweighed her desire to keep on living. I deserved to die... I hurt people too much. It wasn't feeling sorry for herself, it was the truth to her. I hurt him... Crimson...


At that very moment, the boy with red hair passed her, muttering something about being hungry. Acacia looked up and studied his face for a brief moment. Something snapped deep inside of her. He looked almost exactly like her would-be-husband. "Hey wait!" She called, shooting the new girl an apologetic look as she pushed past her. This girl seemed much more reasonable than the flirty girl on the couch. She made a mental note that this girl could be a possible friend/ally.





"Some food sounds good..." She bit her lip as she caught up with the boy, walking with him. Acacia pondered how to continue. She wanted to become friends or allies with this man, he was a reminder of why she was here, as well as seemingly tolerable. But how could she explain it to him? Hey, you look like my ex-fiance from a past life can we be friends? Yeah, no. Acacia decided to just go with the small-talk approach. She needed to get out of that room, seemingly ruled by the sleazy woman on the couch.


"You don't happen to know your way around here do you?" Acacia laughed somewhat nervously, running a small hand through her hair and glancing around the maze of hallways. She flashed him a small, tentative smile.


{ Mentioned: @Evil Ephemera @TwoMoons }

 

[ZaffiroAiLa]

Location: Living Room


Thoughts: Alfie uh? Nice name.


With: Alfie @MisfortunateDreams, & Ricky @Amare la Vita


When Alfie finally sat down next to her, she smiled happily once more as she positioned her knees to point towards Alfie a bit more to show was interested. Yes, Valerie learned how to speak "body" and giving signals to people properly.


"Alfie? I like it!" Valerie smiled. "It's nice to meet you! I'm Valerie Evermore, but you can address me as Val, if it pleases you~" Valerie watched as Alfie tried to get more people in the conversation and start an introductory circle. Might as well know each other's name if they were going to live under the same roof for a month. Valerie noticed that Alfie seemed to be deep in thought as he looked down to his lap.


"You seem bothered? Are you okay?" Valerie asked as she kept eye contact and gave a solemn expression to him. #1 always keep eye contact with a guy! Valerie tilted her head innocently as she showed a worried look on her face. She then looekd about to see that the group was starting to decrease and people were starting to go their own separate ways. Great~ the less people, the higher chance I get with trying to get close with Alfie!

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[Necrominac]

Seeing that the girl was now trying to move from his straight stare he straightened his body and tilted his poster to look at the party. "I guess you are right. I can't keep thinking of you as rubberneck after all. What's your name?" Leonid was viewing as the people wandered around like headless chicken assessing the situation so childishly and he was no different attempting to avoid them. I should try to look happy to these people maybe I can gather all of them together without using force he thought as he tried to squeeze out a smile, but to anyone in his vicinity it would look like his eye was twitching as it was all he could muster up after holding that straight face for 15 years, of course disregarding one sick smirk that crept it's way onto his face a year before his death.