@Elder-God-Whisper work
(lol. The curse of the auto correct. And it's spelled psycho. I have to write it a lot, so I know, lol.)
(lol. The curse of the auto correct. And it's spelled psycho. I have to write it a lot, so I know, lol.)
(I'm going into the 5th grade…. I still can't spell)
(Um so would she look like a human or just be invisible?)
(Have her be both. Then you can have her be seen by the Creepypastas, but she can also be invisible when she's uncomfortable and spy on the other Creepypastas if she wants.)
(Ok, how should I start?)
(You could have her wandering the forest where Criss-Cross lives. She could come across that house Criss-Cross burned down too. But it's honestly entirely up to you. Just don't force another character to do something. But if you give a prompt like your character hearing a snap or footsteps or something, us other role-players are likely to pick up on it and use it.)
Niome was partly invisible just outlines of a girl left. She heard cracking in the forest. She walked toward it turning fully visible.
(This work?)
(Perfect for a start! Try and make your entrees more detailed though.)
Criss-Cross stepped on a twig. [Shoot! If anyone sees me without my mask I'll have to kill them.] Criss-Cross thought. Then he tripped over a log and stumbled into a clearing, falling on his face. [Quiznak!] he cursed mentally.
Niome spotted a fallen human walked and reached out to help them up, oh, I'm a ghost… but continued to reach out to them any ways.
Criss-Cross snapped upright when he felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He covered his face with his hands as he did so. "Back off!" He snapped. "Don't touch me! It's dangerous!"
Niome tilted her head to the side looking at the man, " What do you mean? Your not that dangerous, are you? "
"I'm a freakin' Creepypasta! Of course I'm dangerous! Not the most dangerous of course, like slenderman, but I'm still dangerous to humans! Now back the frick off! I don't have my mask! Turn around!" Criss-Cross growl/purred with anxiety. He threw his face into the soft new grass again.
"Oh your a Creepypasta to? They are everywhere now a days," Niome laughed, Yeah I'm also one to…
"Wait. You're one as well? Well, I'd still have to kill you if you saw me without my mask. And I don't see how they're everywhere when I've now only met 4." He words were muffled because of his face in the grass, and He still was doing his purr/growl thing.
"Why would you need to kill me?" Niome said giving a weird smile at the man starting to disappear.
C.C. stood still. He felt the Creepypasta's presence start to leave. [It's a long story that I will never share] he thought as his purr/growls got louder. He waited for the presence to leave completely.
"I'm not leaving yet… just look up," she said turning back and forth between forms .
Criss-Cross shook his head slowly, still face down. "I will never show my face to another intelligent being until the day the world ends, and I die."
"Why not? I'm not anymore alive than you!" Noime said trying to pull him up but couldn't because she's well a ghost or he was to heavy.
"Oh, I'm alive. More alive than you seem to be anyway. I'm stuck in half-death. I'm just waiting for this misery to finally stop. But when I die, I want to die alone, with my mask on. I can't die fully. I've tried suicide so many times, I've lost count but nothing-NOTHING WORKS!!" He screamed, his shouts so loud, he startled a whole bunch of sparrows out of the bushes, and reopened his wounds, almost-black blood pouring onto the ground. He was used to the pain now, but asked the creepypasta, "Were those birds crows that few out of the bushes?"
"Yeah they were crows I think, and I am more dead than you, in fact I am dead!" [BECAUSE OF MY STUPID BOYFRIEND!] she thought her eyes twitching.
"I know of another girl who was killed. I still don't know how she's alive, or how she died, but maybe you can talk to her. I don't know why you're still here. And how many crows were there?" C.C. moved his head just enough so that the tip of his nose poked out from under his long black hair.
"I dunno I forgot to count… And what was the girls name?" Niome asked still wondering who he was.
Some black hair shifted, revealing a large, blood-red eye. "Isabella." He replied. His growl/purrs had died down. "She's under the control of the Puppeteer. Says he's her boyfriend. Don't see how, seeing as her used her as a shield when I tried killing him." He buried his face back into the dirt muttering, "I can't figure out why I didn't just kill her. I would finally been rid of the Puppeteer."
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