Three girls. All dead, the same night, the same time. They were all friends in life, so they were buried close to each other. Families mourned, the school held a moment of silence, and then the girls only lived in the memories of loved ones.
Until one night, decades later.
A ghost, a vampire, and a werewolf awaken to find themselves in an unfamiliar world. They do not remember their past, but after meeting each other they can’t help but feel connected. Together, they agree to help each other figure out their pasts, how they died, and why they’ve suddenly come back.
But something lurks in dark corners. Something wants them to stay dead. Something is after their fragile, darkened souls.
Lol I am so bored y’all. Anyway, this will take place in a smallish town with some spooky forests n’ stuff. Mainly want this to be about platonic love, but I don’t mind romance either. This can either be super wholesome w/ some mystery or super dark w/ some mystery, take your pick.
Roles:
Ghost girl (the heart): @KawaiiCuteness003 Mariana Romero
Vampire girl (the brains): @Tired-but-passionate (me) Eve Crimson
Werewolf girl (the brawn): @imNOTdenki Airi Kenosha
Rules:
- Andrew’s apply
- LGBTQ+ friendly! I am totally ok with some gender diversity in the cast, they don’t have to be traditional “girls”
- if I have not rped with you before, a sample is required
- the little labels I gave the girls are up to you to interpret, I just thought that this would help with the dynamics of the trio
- pls do not be a jerk, I will not tolerate toxic vibes in this house
- if we go for a more dark tone, then I’m okay with blood and gore, just no explicit sexual content pls
- I will take the role of the girl who is left
Will post a template later
Oooooh this sounds really interesting! I’m interested! ^^
Wonderful! Can I have a sample pls? I don’t think I’ve rped with you before
Sure! Is there anything in specific you want in my sample?
(Also it’s like midnight for me so if I don’t answer I apologize)
Lol no worries, it’s late for me too. Nothing specific, nope! Maybe just something that includes dialogue
OKAY WOLF GIRL IT IS I WILL GET A TEMPLATE UP TOMORROW
Okay! I stayed up later than expected so here’s this ^^
She looked around, eyes wide and curious as the rose petals fell around her beautifully, capturing her attention. “Woah-…it’s so pretty here.” She then let out a little laugh. “Instead of water falling from the sky, it’s roses falling from the sky!” She muttered excitedly to herself, dancing around the petals as her skirts swished around her. Her heeled boots messing the petals up on the floor but more just landed in the same spots moments later. The magical garden was her favorite place.
(Alright, welcome aboard! Like I said, I will get a template up tomorrow. Which role do you want?)
(Can I do the ghost girl, if possible?)
Name:
Age(around high school):
Gender/pronouns:
Undead type:
Personality:
Powers?:
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Appearance:
Where and how they died:
(Just those two things, a place and a method. I do not want a full backstory, that will be revealed in the rp. This just may help with places and objects the character feels connected to. E.g. the school, being stabbed idk)
Name: Eve Crimson
Age: 17 when she died
Gender/pronouns: cis female, she/they
Undead type: vampire
Personality: Eve is rather serious and mature for her age, and it’s usually a bit difficult for her to socialize with others. They like to make plans and know exactly what’s coming so they can prepare for it, and as such sudden change rarely sits well with her. She will be kind of mean with everyone except her other friends. Surprisingly, they can be very physically affectionate, most likely because it’s difficult for her to do so verbally. At the same time, she usually doesn’t like to be touched.
Powers?: can transform into a bat, night vision
Strengths/Weaknesses: strong intelligence and foresight, fangs and long nails are quite strong, good strategist/ can only have blood as an energy source, can’t survive in daylight, not very strong
Appearance: Eve stands at about 5’5 with a slender frame and narrow face. Her skin is deathly pale, and their face has generally sharp features. You can see two fangs poking out between their lips, and she has partial heterochromia. Her eyes are a cold blue, but their left one has a little red bleeding through. Her ears are slightly pointed, and her nails are long and slightly curved. Their hair is long, straight, and dark, like black silk, with bangs covering her forehead. Has a necklace with a cross around her neck. Has a general dark academia aesthetic.
Where and how did they die: in her room, blood loss
Name:Airi Kenosha
Age(around high school): 17
Gender/pronouns: female /she/her
Undead type: werewolf
Personality:she loves to rough house and play around,very chaotic, very dense and many things wont get through to her without repeating further, oblivious to a ton of things, gets distracted very easily, forgetful, cares a lot, VERY extroverted.
shes very peppy and talkative, she’s very happy and energetic. She freaks out really easily, and breaks down within a snap.
Powers?: she can transform into a wolf, has super senses, and can have her claws go through her knuckles (wolverine style)
Strengths:she's super strong and speedy, she's got great hearing and shes got great relfexes.
Weaknesses: she's not the brightest light bulb of the bunch, she's very oblivious and her impulsiveness can lead to a ton of bad descions.
Appearance: she's around 5'5 short brown hair, wolf ears and tail always poking out from her, she has Amber eyes and a very athletic figure.
Where and how they died: wripped apart, in the forest
Name: Mariana Romero (Mari for short)
Age(around high school): 16
Gender/pronouns: female, she/her
Undead type: Ghost
Personality: She’s very kind hearted and naïve, to which some people would use to their advantages. She’s fairly smart, but her mind wanders more often than not. She’s talkative, but shy when first netting someone. She’s like the mom friend, always making sure everyone is okay and safe, and hugs are her favorite thing in the entire world. She’ll always listen to your problems without telling you about her own.
Powers?: She can phase through anything solid, and she can become visible at night and while it’s raining/in water.
Strengths/Weaknesses: The moonlight heightens her powers, and she’s able to be visible at night. / The sunlight. She ‘burns’ in the sun and it pains her, so she always has to stay invisible in the daytime.
Appearance: She’s 5’8, with beautiful curly hair that’s usually tied back, and mocha colored skin. She has an hourglass figure, that was always hidden by the baggy clothes she would wear. Her emerald eyes seem to glow at night. While visible, she’s slightly transparent and see-through. Most of what she wears is pastel and/or dark. Nothing else
Where and how they died: Broken neck/bones at the bottom of a mountain/cliff
(I love them all! Do you guys have any questions?)
(We’ll just start with them waking up in the graveyard they were buried in)
(That was the only question I had so we’re all good on my end!)
(Alright cool! If there’s nothing else, then I will pull up a starter. Either later tonight or tomorrow)
The graveyard was a place of memories. People went there to either remember or forget. Something about the rows and rows of grave markers and the fog that occasionally settled over the place made it easy to do both. But only the living forget. The dead never do.
So it is strange when three darkened souls returned to the land of the living. Dead souls who forgot, no less. One could say it is unnatural. Something that shouldn’t happen, that the dead and living worlds should never cross over one another…
The girl blinked into the fog. Vague shadows lay ahead of her. The darkness didn’t bother her all that much, but the fog was annoying. She leaned forward to see, but that’s when she realized that she had been sitting against something. Turning to it instead, she found a gravestone. A name was etched into it, one that she barely recognized. Eve Crimson. Was that her name? It felt familiar… vaguely. But why was it on a grave?
Then a strange feeling stirred in her. Something was wrong. She had been… different…. There was something that came before….
Somewhere in the same graveyard, near the girl, another girl was just awakening as well. When she looked around, she found herself to be standing up, but no part of her was touching the ground. Rather, she was floating a few inches above the cold dirt. Looking around, all she could see through the food was the stone piece close to her head. Staring at it a few moments, she saw something that struck a familiar chord in her soul. Mariana Romero She thought to herself, standing and setting her feet on the ground. But it wasn't cold. Rather, she couldn't feel it at all. Everything felt strange. She wasn't feeling any sensations, just-…there. She continued to read the etchings on the gravestone before she turned away from it to explore where she'd just woken up at.
Yet again, in the same graveyard another girl had woken up. This would make it the third one around…nearby to the other girls waking up in confusion.
This girl sat up, feeling the dirt underneath her hands as she moved to rub her eyes, and look around, trying to see her way through the fog. Once she decided there was nothing to be seen Infront of her she decided to turn around and see what she had been leaning against, she frowned creasing her brows downward as she looked at the tombstone.
Airi Kenosha
That name…who's name was that..? Was that her name? It was familiar sure…but that couldn't be right could it?
She was very well not dead, and sitting right Infront of it.
Or at least she didn't feel like she was dead, she felt very alive, she almost felt better then alive with her being able to hear probably better then most people alive.
She could not remember, for the life of them. All they could think was that there was something she could not remember, something that came before she woke up here. If this was their name, then that something must have been death. But that was impossible. Surely. Right? But that name looked so familiar…
They looked up. She sensed some other presences nearby. Slowly, cautiously, she stood up, and looked out into the fog. After a few seconds, they saw it. There. An infinitesimal movement in front of the gravestone nearest to them. The girl focused on it, and from there she could make out a figure, one that seemed to blend in with fog around them.
Another girl. She saw the glint of two green eyes, and suddenly they were struck with a major sense of deja vu. So many familiar things, but why were they familiar? She simply studied the vaporous figure, trying to remember who she was.
When she felt eyes on her, the other girl glanced to where she could sense someone looking at her through the fog. She was still floating a few inches above the ground, but she slowly started to walk towards whatever was looking at her. After a few moments, she felt something pang deep in her stomach. This girl…was connected to her somehow. She couldn't explain it, but she knew this girl. Even if she had never seen her a day in her life. She paused, mere feet away from the newcomer now, when something caught her attention to the left and she turned her head, tilting her head.
What she saw was yet another girl. She paused, slowly clearing her throat as if wanting to speak. When she tried to say something, her voice died down halfway through the first word. She turned back to the first girl she'd seen but didn't move closer, simply staying where she was. She was scared and confused. What was happening? Where were they? All the questions were swimming around in her mind.
She felt eyes on her, and glanced in the direction she felt them noticing a starkly pals girl a little ways away, and another girl a little ways away but in a different direction.
She looked between the two of them, she felt a pull towards them…the both of them. Like she were somehow connected to them, she didn't know how. She definitely didn't know who they were…but she felt as if they had maybe been close? In what way she didn't know either, she hated that she didn't know so much.
She started to make her way a little bit forward from the tombstone, moving closer to the pale female.
"W..Who are you..?"
Her gaze drifted and locked on another figure in the distance, this one more solid looking than the first. They groaned inwardly. This one was familiar too, but why? If she could take away the wolf ears in the tail, the girl could easily be someone she might have known. Wait. Wolf ears? Tail?
At that moment her tongue brushed against something that they definitely did not remember. Two sharp fangs set inside of their mouth, poised and deadly. Something definitely happened to her. Something happened to these others too, if their appearances were anything to go by.
She froze at the question. Who was she? That she could not remember either, but there was something in the past that she could sense. Something on the tip of her tongue.
“I…” her voice was raspy from being out of use. They glanced at the gravestone with her name etched on it. “I don’t know. Who are you?”
What kind of answer was that? She had to be someone, right? But they couldn’t remember. The name that was on the gravestone was so familiar, but she was clearly not dead. Right?
