Story so far: A group of scientists, almost all deceased at this point, recreated the infamous ghost portal and put it on display in a museum. They successfully made a fully functional copy and barely tested it, as the first test was successful and ghosts passed through that they could barely contain. Six deaths from opening it once, and the 2 remaining scientists admit to not catching the single ghost that escaped. They named it Glas.
The portal was shut down as quickly as possible, and now sits inactive in a museum. That's where a few crazy kids and young adults come in. They were at the museum during normal hours and they got to the exhibit. A clear plug was lying next to it, with about four cameras watching it at all times. It was tempting though, and Mark got an idea. Mark was going to plug it in. And that is where our story begins.

Also Cinderella Man will be co GM in this RP.
We will be controlling the evil ghosts in this, of which there are multiple.
Character sheets!


My character
Shifter

I wanna join!

Make a charrie bro! Unless you're a girl, then make a charrie, Chick!

I am a bro, bro. unless your a chick... frankly I'm confused right now....

But yes! I will make a Charrie rrrrrriiiiiiiggggghhhhhhttttt now!

I'm a dude, guy.

I'm not your guy friend

Pure ghost:

Name: Miss Blue

Age: ???

Gender: Female

Appearance:
Blue hair, blue lips, nails painted blue, but with purple eyes. Always seen with a hookah attatched by the belt on her hip and the pipe in her hand. Blue smoke always billows around her; she wears a black dress with a high collar that stops at mid-thigh where the rest of her body is all ghost-like. Chains bind her hands to the hookah pipe and go from her neck to the other hand. Very voluptuous and curvy.

Ghost abilities: Miss Blue can puff the blue smoke she always huffs from her hookah to make toxic gasses that fill a room. She may also puff smoke rings, which can bind and trap an opponent, allowing her to do what she pleases to whomever is there. She is able to change the flavor, and therefore the scent of the tobacco. Differenct scents cause different effects to those she uses her hookah on.

Personality: Though initially Miss Blue appears to be a sultry woman she uses her bodily figure to her advantage. She wil use her body against any man or woman that hesitates because of her appearance. However she is very manipulative and loves nothing more than to prey on the dark desires of hormonally challenged teens or even unfaithful adults. She hates to be told she's wrong. In life she considered herself a dominatrix and likes to hold on to her power. However, since she is no longer able to push control over people as she once could she has to settle for whispering in the ears of the living. Miss Blue doesn't care. In fact, she loves it.

Short history of life: In life, Miss Blue was known as Dahlia Mirira. Strangely, she took to the color blue constantly growing up. Dying her hair blue, buying blue lipstick, using blue eye shadow, blue nail polish. Anything she could make blue was just that. It even carried over in her life as a grown woman, when she made the decision to run a brothel carefully hidden from the law, and she ran it well. Her dominatrix name was 'Miss Blue,' and she was known in her area as a respectable brothel own, ironically. She sold drugs but only used her hookah to smoke tobacco, slept only with men who made her laugh while treating her like the 'queen' she was. Her girls were treated well, there was no disrespect and everyone seemed happy. She loved her hookah and took it with her everywhere, indulging on the finest flavors of tobacco. She was one of the most sought out women in the area, and to actually be with the head of a brothel seemed to be quite a feat. She constantly had body guards around her, one could even say she was the queen of a small drug and sex empire. At least, for her area in the city. One man in particular, a regular customer, always came back to visit his favorite girl. There was a dispute however, and he began to get too rough with her. Thus in the business fashion of a brothel, Dahlia saw to it that he was escorted off the premises, and things went back to normal for a while.
One night during a small party in the brothel house, Dahlia walked to her car alone to get more tobacco for her hookah. She grabbed it and went to relight the glass smoking device when the former regular attacked her. He strangled her to death with the hose of her hookah, causing her face to turn blue from the lack of oxygen. He left her on the pavement and spit on her corpse before making his escape.

Short history of afterlife: In Death, Dahlia chose not to use her name and went instead with the name given to her in her brothel. Miss Blue lived contently in the ghost world, smoking her hookah as she pleased. She hoped to one day return, to one day make others plea for mercy. Ah how she missed those days....

Other:
"Sweet Miss Blue,
How do you do?
Sorry I know it's late,
Sorry but I can't wait?
(Are you lying?)"

Approved! I better read a ton of sexual innuendos from that character

I'll finish the rest tomorrow :D

Pure ghost:

Name: ARK
Age:55
Gender:male
Appearance: He is nothing but a striped fedora with a dark green aura around it.
Ghost abilities: Rather than overshadowing people normally he gets placed on a Mortal or ghosts head then is able to overshadow them at any time though he doesn't always keep control. When on ones head he has access to the ability to fire off an ecto smog that damages both he living and the dead through choking. He can also fire red blasts of ecto energy from his eyes. He can't use those powers when not overshadowing someone
Personality: Hes a bit of an odd ball but he is also very fun loving and will often mess with people when it applicable. Most of the time he's very serious but he still has a great sense of humour.
Short history of life: ARK used to be known as Gregory Stahrz a wealthy business man in a profession he doesn't even remember. He lived like a king but things began going down hill the day he made a deal with the devil or more specifically a ghost escaped from the ghost zone made him the deal of a life time. Though he didn't know the man was a ghost but he thought something was off about him. The ghost deal was anything he had on him when he died he could bring to the after life. Gregory agreed to this thinking it to be some sort of scam but still likening the idea. After a few years he went out to pick up his fedora from dry-cleaning when suddenly he fell to the ground. There was an attack from highly trained terrorists who used a corrosive gas to kill hundreds of people in the area and burning away their bodies. The only thing left of Greg's was his hat which was saved by the plastic bag it was held in from the dry cleaners.
Short history of afterlife: Now his only way of getting around is in the form of a hat. Greg decided to start his new un-life with the new name ARK because he thought it sounded cool.
Other: when flying it looks like he's floating through the air being carried by the wind.

Name: Marquis Dethan
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Living Appearance:
Ghost Appearance:
Ghost abilities: Nuclear Winter: Marquis can generate a large explosion of frostbitten ectoplasmic energy. Capable of freezing numerous ghosts at once, but quiet draining for him.
Ice Production: Addition: Marquis creates several blades of icy energy and stabs them into the enemy repeatedly at a somewhat unnatural speed. The more blades, the more pain the target experiences, but if the chain is broken by an outside attack or action, then all the blades disappear.
General Ice Manipulation: He can create, move, shape, and effect ice as if it were an extension of his own body.
Ice Production: Division: Marquis creates a large cleaver, which is used to slice the enemy in half. Quite the fatal move and only to be used on PCs when permitted.
Sudden Chill: When Marquis passes through someone in his ghost form, or overshadows them for a short period of time, there's a high chance they could be frozen in the act.
MOOSE, eh!: Marquis creates a giant moose head out of ice and slams it on someone's head. A sillier move.
Personality: Marquis is... highly polite. He's quiet, speaks when spoken to, says please, thank you, yes ma'am and no ma'am. However, underneath this first layer of very Canadian politeness, he's very deadpan and has many snarky tendencies, making a lot of snide comments under his breath, especially towards people that he generally detests. He's highly abrasive, despite his politeness, and will be polite toward you while also pushing you away. He's not very easy to befriend, and can be quite "icy" towards other people. Another highly defining trait for him is that he's basically anti-superstitious. He was raised not to fear ghosts, bad luck, ancient gods, or anything like that. So when anything paranormal or ghosty starts to happen, rather than get scared, he simply nopes the fuck out of there as quickly as he can. He's horrible at speaking or being around females, they just make him feel antsy and awkward, no matter who it is. If they aren't his mother, or his grandmother, then he will feel quite awkward.
Short history: Raised in Canada by a small family with African roots, Marquis grew up as well as he could. His family wasn't horrible, but they weren't exactly picture perfect. His father was a depressed ex-alcoholic who was struggling with quitting. His mother was the hardest working in the family, and as a result, she was rarely home and when she was, she was demanding and distant. His grandmother was the only one who could hold them all together as an actual family, but that ended the day Marquis turned 15. His father had decided since it was a special occasion, it was a good idea to pound a few cold ones. Long story short, an altercation took place, with his father becoming quite physical with him and causing him bodily harm. At this point, his grandmother intervened and could see that things could only get worse if he stayed with his father, what with his mother never being home. So he packed his things and left, going on what one would call a journey of self-discovery. Or just living by yourself and getting through the school years.
Other: A proud nerd.
Utterly detests anything maple flavored.

Hey guys. I haven't been feeling so hot recently, so I won't be RPing when it starts up. But I'm posting up my character now so you'll know what to expect when I get better.

Bump

Oh yeah, both accepted, I just have an RP related question, when wearing the hat does the wearer remembre everything that's happening?

Yup! They're completely aware of everything

Candi Bella Deacon
Pure ghost:

Name: Candi Bella Deacon

Age: 6 (about 215 years ago)

Gender: Female

Appearance:
She looks like the picture above when she makes herself visible and she is content. When her mood turns sour however, cuts appear on her dress, her hair gets messy and wild, her voice gets raspy, and large purple bruises appear around her neck.

Ghost abilities: Candi can convince people to do things with a sort of charm speak that gets stronger the closer she is to the person or how much they listen to her. She can also create illusions, like making it look like she’s putting a bow around you when it’s actually a chain she’s planning to strangle you with, or making you think your face is peeling off.

Personality: Candi is very sweet, in a weird sort of way. Like the kind of sweet a cat is when it brings you a dead bird or cricket and expects you to eat it. She likes to be very honest with people, and won’t hold back on telling them if they look like c-r-a-p. She can be very competitive and hates to lose in most anything. She can get very jealous very quickly as well, and this can ( and most likely will) lead to some very violent outcomes. But she will still act like a proper young lady, just like her mommy raised her to be.

Short history of life: Candi’s mother raised her on the plantation the family owned along with her other 5 older sisters. Since Candi was the youngest she was the baby of the family and would get whatever she wanted just by asking, much to the displeasure of her older sisters. Her mother adored her, at first, always buying her cute frilly dresses and big pink bows, but things turned sour when she discovered that Candis father, who traveled often, had had a child with a mistress. Not one to be outdone, Candis mother pushed all her daughters to improve in everything from looks to knowledge, and pushed herself as well. Candi was happy to comply with all this, unlike her sisters. The pressure did not fare well with her daughters and husband and she was sent away to an institution. The institution only worsened her mental state however and when Candi went to visit her (she was the only one who would go) , her mother strangled her to death with the chains on her wrists, justifying to herself and Candi that if Candis father hadn’t cheated,none of this would have happened. Her sisters mourned their misguided sister but not enough to leave her room alone instead of turning it into a second sewing room.

Short history of afterlife: Candi stuck around after her death, with a vengeance, but not against her mother. She had always taken her mother’s words to heart, (like how she was the cutest thing in the whole country, how her sisters were lazy and disgraceful, and how her Father had been simply blinded by lust by that penny whore) and so she proceeded to haunt her father’s Mistress and their child, as well as anyone who claimed they were cuter than her. None of them became ghosts after they died, not that she was aware of anyways, so instead she became protective of anyone left over on her mother’s side of the family throughout the years, at any costs. However, she was caught and thrown into the ghost world after scaring one too many beauty pageant competitors for life.

Accepted, IC will be up soon!

Bumpate-bump

soz m8, been busy

It's fine

I'll try to rush the sotry to get to the ghost world but I need cinderella man to post

Ok can't wait for this to get going!

Name: Cierra Alicia Bracamontes
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Cierra is short, standing at 5’2 with a curvy figure. She has tan skin and straight black hair that reaches her shoulder, but is usually kept in a tight bun or braid. Her eyes are a dark green and her cheeks and nose are sprinkled with freckles as well as her back and shoulders. At school she’ll wear tank tops, sneakers and jeans but at work she’ll wear suit tops and pencil skirts with heels.
Personality: Cierra is a kind person who likes to help people, sometimes going above and beyond what would be considered friendly assistance. She gets flustered easily and is awful at confrontations, being the kind of person who feels bad having to call over their waiter. She is intimidated quiet easily but if she sees you acting kind she’ll be very comfortable around you. She can be strict at times but it come out more like gentle chiding.
Short history: Cierra was born in Caracas, Venezuela to a Politician and a Brain Surgeon that were very well off. She lived in a big house with private tutors and her little brother (by 5 years) as company. However, when she turned 9 her father got into some trouble with the government so her family had to leave. They moved to the United States, less well-off then before but still getting along. She started off school with some difficulty but soon advanced in her classes once she got the hang of English. Everything was peachy until her family took a trip back to their old hometown and things took a sour turn with old ‘friends’ of her fathers. Her mother was killed and her father was injured, taking two shots to the knee and now walking with a limp. Cierra tried to step in as best she could; taking a paid internship at The Museum of Otherworldly History to help out with the bills even though she assured her father it was just to have something good on her college applications.
Other: She’s fluent in Spanish and English. She knows how to ride horses. She’s amazing at soccer.