forum SOMEONE GOT A GOOD PLOT? (CLOSED)

Started January 19, 2019 by @KalamariCakes

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Them as in Joel or? Sorry for asking, im sick and my brain is mush 😵 )

She chuckled. "I'll be sure to run that by him."

((In general I guess. Get well soon though.))

Lucida smiled slightly.

I kinda like my two ghosties lol, if thats ok. And thanks!)
Switch to johns perspective?)

=) boi im so pumped about this storyline lmao )

Jonathan stood outside in the nippy cold, waiting for his mother's car to pull up. His breath formed clouds around his face, and his sweatshirt wasn't doing a whole lot to keep him warm. He peered up at the stars.

Lmao, so is dolly 😅 can we act like they are? )

((Alright. I didn't notice either bc I'm sleep deprived so oops on my part there))

Billy Joel approached the boy, humming slightly. "Evening."

Lol. I'm staying up cos there's a lunar eclipse happening at midnight for me )

John, ironically, didn't recognize him at first. "Hey. What're you out here for?" He assumed he was one of those crazy people who run out in the middle of winter in the middle of the night, for whatever godless reason.

((Nioce))

"Well, you are part of the group that summoned us, aren't you?" He asked, smiling.

John took a double take, looking back at him. His face lost all color, realizing who it was.

The man chuckled. "Well, what are you out here for?"

"Waiting.. For.. My mom.." He replied slowly.

"Ah." He said, nodding. "Would you like me to give you the run down, or has Dolly already spoken to you?"

"_{I have no clue what is happening}," John whispered.

"Well, long story short, you summoned us for guidance, and helping you would help us get to heaven. If, of course, you want to." He said, smiling kindly.

John blinked a few more times, wondering if his one can of smuggled alcohol was laced with some kind of backwoods Cuban drug. "Well.. Sure," oh geez, hopefully his mom wouldn't notice.

"You-and your friends- you are the only one's who can see us, you know." He said, almost off handily.

John felt a lump travel down his throat with his next swallow. "You are…" He shifted his weight. "You are Joel..?"

"Yeas, yes I am."

He took a step back, just to let it sink in. "Well, holy shit,"

Billy chuckled. "I couldn't have said it better myself."

"So, are you…? Going to be with me all the time?" John asked him.

"Pretty much." He said, looking around.

He chewed on his lip a little. "Mr. Joel," he shrunk into himself, "Are you sure…? I mean… My personal life isn't.. Super rosy," he murmured with an atmosphere of shame.