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    Beasts of Beyond Other Archived Roleplay The Typhoon CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY

    CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY
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    The night was cold and yet still Marcellus had no blankets to help him fend off the chills. His body shook within the night as the air grew colder and then suddenly he could feel a full on chill running up his spine and the sudden desire to throw up in both his dreams and outside of it. His eyes shot open with a quickness, mouth opening to gag as he threw his head over the side of his broken down bed, the urge stuck in the back of his throat as if he was choking. As his episode finished he heaved and panted, another chill running up his body as the sound of a giggle echoed through his shack. There was one, then another, and then another. Giggles echoed all over his shack and Marcellus practically leap out of his bed, paws pounding the ground as he landed on his floorboards beneath him. "Who's there? Show yourself!" No response. There was nothing to be seen or found and as Marcellus raced his way into the living room: nothing. No sign of someone nor any trace. It was barren with no one around. Cautiously, the domestic creeped his body slowly towards the door where he gently pushed it open with his small body, head moving to peer out slightly before shutting it back closed, pressing his body against the back of it as he looked back into his home.

    "Luca, if that's you then this isn't funny!" He called out, voice annoyed and confused as he looked around. Suddenly there was a loud slam as a book slid off one of his tables, dropping onto the floorboards. The Toyger practically leap out of his fur as he looked towards where the noise came from but still there was nothing in sight until a small flash of white appeared in front of him before disappearing again. He shook his head and moved up a paw to rub it against his eyes, trying to make an explanation of what he just saw, but it seemed as if every one of them didn't make sense and he could only explain it as him going crazy. "I.. I need a walk." Marcellus whispered quietly to himself, turning away from the inside of his home and pushing open his shack door. Forcing his full body outside, the first thing he saw was Pincher standing on the coast in confusion, Marcellus tracing his gaze to the floating bones and nearly transparent bodies.

    What the hell?

    The domestic stood frozen, eyes wide as he watched the bones grow more and more wild as they flew in the air. The white figures controlling them occasionally popping in and out of transparency. For a moment he was ready to call it quits and run to Junji for a quick checkup, but then one of the bones were going at him and instantly he took to the sand, jumping off the small patio of his shack as the bone flew straight past him just in time. It hit his door, causing a loud bang sound. He cuffed his paws over his head as he shut his eyes tight, trying to convince himself that he wasn't going mad and that this was actually happening. In time, Marcellus opened his eyes to see another bone flying right for him but this time hitting him hard in his side. He let out a loud yowl as the bone made impact with his small body, pain soaring up him as he gritted his jaws together and dug his claws into the sand.

    This was really happening.
    MY UNPREDICTABLE ECSTASY
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    CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY - by PINCHER - 10-06-2018, 08:06 AM
    Re: CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY - by MARCELLUS - 10-07-2018, 06:59 PM
    Re: CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY - by suvi. - 10-08-2018, 05:34 PM
    Re: CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY - by bakugou - 10-11-2018, 11:43 PM
    Re: CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY - by hiro - 10-13-2018, 12:21 AM
    Re: CRYPTIC CORNERS — GHOST ACTIVITY - by bakugou - 10-19-2018, 04:36 AM

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