forum SOMEONE GOT A GOOD PLOT? (CLOSED)

Started January 19, 2019 by @KalamariCakes

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"In case you needed somewhere to sleep," John spoke. "I've got a sleeping bag," he smiled good-naturedlt.

He smiled. "It's fine, kiddo. I'd fall through anyway. Corporeal objects and ghosts don't quite mix."

I got speech class bbl)

Back! Apparently i did spectacular xD )

"I've got a fort that I built in my closet," John spoke. "Walk in closet. Take a look," he invited.

((Yay!))

He walked through the door. "Wow."

The walk in closet had bulb christmas lights lining the ceiling. He had his dark blue sleeping bag covered across the floor– all his childhood stuffed animals posed in a corner. A small collection of shells decorated the sill of the small half-moon window.

((DUDE I'D KILL FOR THAT))

He stepped back through. "That is beautiful."

"It's my safe haven," John spoke, standing off his bed. "It's got a lock, mom installed that. So dad can't get in," John explained. "My little brother, Kayden and I, we hide here. Maddy drives to her boyfriend's. Maddy's my older sister,"

Iris knocked on their door, no answer. Good. They thought, they unlocked the door and ducked into the room, closing the door without a sound. *Mum wasn't there and Sir was asleep, that meant that Mum could stay away from him for a bit and Iris could get their little sister and brother into bed.

((I'M ADOPTING THEM ALL))

He nodded along sadly.

I have a lot of angst prepared.//

((Oh heckin boi
How should I introduce Elton John?))

((I gotchu))

Elton smiled as he manifested, waving. "Hello!"

"Holly fuck," Iris whispered, slapping a hand over their mouth to stop from making noise that would wake Sir. "You can't just pop up out of nowhere!" They whispered.

"Sorry about that, manifesting is a bit tricky- are you alright, dear?"

((I'M ADOPTING THEM ALL))

He nodded along sadly.

John tossed the stuffed turtle towards the pile in the corner. "What all can you do, exactly?"

"Please be quiet!" Iris whispered frantically, creeping into their room and motioning for the ghost to come.

"Please be quiet!" Iris whispered frantically, creeping into their room and motioning for the ghost to come.

"Oh, don't worry, only you and your friends can hear me." He said, following after him.

((I'M ADOPTING THEM ALL))

He nodded along sadly.

John tossed the stuffed turtle towards the pile in the corner. "What all can you do, exactly?"

"We're here for guidance, help the best we can as ghosts… that sort of thing." He explained.

Iris would not have any part of it. "This is a foster home and I don't care if only I can hear you, shush."

He nodded, silently falling into step next to him.

((I'M ADOPTING THEM ALL))

He nodded along sadly.

John tossed the stuffed turtle towards the pile in the corner. "What all can you do, exactly?"

"We're here for guidance, help the best we can as ghosts… that sort of thing." He explained.

John smiled wider still. "No, I mean, physically," he spoke. "Like.. Can you walk through walls? Read minds?" He sat on the sleeping bag.

He chuckled. "Yes, I can walk through walls. Can't quite read minds in the telepathic sense, but picking up on what people are thinking is a lot easier."