Years have past and many residents have lived in the Wrightes Manor, it is a beautiful home sitting on lush lands. The estate has held some of the most famous men and women ranging from Presidents to movie stars to singers - each have enjoyed their stay and each has left with stories of the wonderful house. Not everyone is that lucky sometimes the house just can't seem to let go of a family once it takes up residence in the lovely home. It finds a way to make it so they stay for ever with the ones who have already been lost.
Each room seems to hold a dark secret and someone seems to whisper in the night. Around each corner a shadow lurks and in each mirror a different face smiles backs.
A new group has moved in and the house likes them - they want them for their own. They want them to join their family and live happily ever after but not every shares the same views.
The new group consists of a friends - they all had a reason to leave the city and the need to start a new life.
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o1 / Please respect guild rules as well as mind. o2 / At least a paragraph per post. o3 / Real images only for characters. xxxxNo overly famous face claims. xxxxNo over sized images. xxxxPlease have an image of you character in your post layout. xxxxNo characters with orange eyes or cat ears. xxxxAdults only ! Please everyone's characters be 18 and up. xxxxYes you should have a pretty layout. o4 / Respect that this is my creation. o5 / This isn't a real romance-esque plot. Though I will not ban it. o6 / Certain things should be skipped or moved to PMs. You know what I mean. o7 / General literacy rules apply.
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There will be living characters as well as passed on characters. There will be 8 slots and each will be even with genders.
Please send profiles in a PM under the title Home Sweet Home.
Female // 1 left Male // 3 left
The Living
The Rebel xxDoom Me Baby The Jock - Male xx The Quiet xxMoi_Fleur The Skeptic - Male xx
The Dead
The Puppeteer xx The Hanged Man xxPandyFaced The Scorned Lover xxStar Stealing Giirl The Stabbed Innocence xx
Profiles Please fill the profile out accordingly. Coloring it is allowed but please do not edit the coding.
As a baby she was calm and quiet but good things can only last for so long the second she could walk she ran - any where and every where it worried her mother. Ray grew up being out shinned by her two older siblings, she was bad at sports and horrible at school and it made her feel horrible though never angry at them for it, it wasn't their fault she was bad at everything she did. Ray felt as if she was nothing compared to them, she found her own way to shine though - rebelling against her insane mother. When she was a child she would draw on the walls, run around naked, refuse to brush her teeth and take showers. Every time she said no to something it only fueled Ray, a smile on her face she would look the woman straight in her face and said yes before running off and doing what ever they were arguing about.
She managed to send her mother into a frizzy when she came home with her lip, nose and tongue pierced and holding the hand of a tall older blonde man. Almost giving her a heart attack when she informed her that he was 18 - her being 15, her father stepped in though and didn't allow the relationship to go on for very long. Another year passed and somehow Ray managed to get herself tattoos, that was the last straw. Her mother decided she was done with her and begun to ignore her and her antics, there was nothing more the woman could do her baby was doing everything in power to upset her and she just fueled it. Since her mother refused to talk to her she had managed to win a minor victory but now she had to find other ways to get under her skin which was easy since the woman tried her best not to protest.
Moving out of her house at 18 she managed to live successfully by herself for three years. Having a steady job and even a boyfriend for quiet some time, though it didn't go so well for long. Her boyfriend turned out to be controlling and she lost her job, she could no longer afford to live by herself but she refused to move back home. One of her friends suggested that they should all get a fresh start showing them the listing for a home they say in another state, it was perfect for them. Agreeing she packed her stuff up and used her saving to help pay her part for the house, they figured because it was in the middle of no where was the reason for the cheep price.
● Personality
Telling Ray what to do will get you no where. It's a wonder that she has kept a job down with the way she talks back to people. Pirate mouthed and with out shame - do something wrong and she will make sure you know.
● "Vale" Lars Matthew Valentine ● Thirty-six ● Heterosexual ● The Hanged Man
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● Lars lived in the life of the wealthy. He moved into the house at a young age and often hosted large get togethers there where people drank and talked into the night. He was a business man who ran a profitable group of theaters. However, there was much more going on in the Valentine house when the partygoers were not around. Lars led a wicked life of adultery and he kept it hidden from his young wife of the time.
One day, his mistress who had no idea Lars even had a wife discovered this fact and threatened to tell the press. Enraged, and desperate to protect his name Lars killed her. He strangled here and disposed of her body on the property. No one ever thought of Lars as the woman's killer, and many thought she had just moved away. Unfortunately for Lars his mistress still lived on the property, just waiting for the opportune moment to exact her revenge on her killer.
It took a few years, but one cold morning Lars' housekeeper discovered him hanging in the attic; another victim claimed by the home. When he was reawoken to the nightmare of being stuck within the walls, Lars was greeted by his satisfied mistress. Now the two are both trapped inside the house. Together.
● Lars was never known for his kindness. A business man in public, but a devil in the night. He enjoyed spending his money on women and booze. Needless to say, Lars is a coldhearted man who only ever cared about himself and his reputation. Since death he has become angered due to his name crumbling after newspapers released the news of what he'd done. Lars is an angry and restless spirit.
● Biography Elena was a loud, talkative girl for most of grade school, she surrounded herself with friends and practiced art and writing which was advanced for her age. He parents switched her to a private school when she started Jr. High. Once she began though her personality changed drastically. She became depressed in 6th grade when she got glasses and braces. People would call her four eyes or tease her because she was smart and could run fast saying it was because she had to run to the library so often. In seventh grade the taunting got worse and students would tell her to kill herself without even a second though as to what they were saying. Lena has scars on her legs from her middle school years. As soon as she got her emotions under control and decided she had enough she switched schools again to a public school and started blending into the background. She moved her grades up so she was the most elite, and began studying art and literature again. Deciding she wanted to be a writer once she graduated she lived with her parents a little bit longer after she graduated so that she could find somewhere to live. Still quiet but friendly to her family she is sweet and talkative once you get to know her. Good luck getting her to tell you about her past though she isn't one to talk about herself.
● Personality Lena is sweet, kind, calm, artistic, and creative. After so many aweful years she has matured a lot and gets annoyed when people tease her about stupid little things. When she gets remotely drunk she tends to speak what is on her mind and is known for her foul language at the bar she used to go to.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔Drawing, helping people, cooking, writing, books, manga, sushi, vodka, music ✘ hangovers, being crowed, large spaces, little kids, scary movies
● Frights Lena is absolutely terrified of being completely alone, where there is no sound or people.
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● Leila Foster ● 24 ● Bisexual ● Scorned Lover
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● In the beginning, life was good to Leila. She had two loving parents and lived an ideal life in the center of town and had all the toys and things a little girl could want. Her parents were rather wealthy and she wanted for nothing. However, after her father was murdered overseas for reasons unknown to her, her mother became frazzled. Their money slowly but surely dwindled to the point where her mother fired the help and started selling their possessions, but it wouldn’t be enough. At one point, they lost everything. When Leila was ten years old, they were homeless.
Without proper workforce training, it was hard for Leila’s mother to find a job. She was hired and fired within days and it made living conditions rough. Eventually, her mother turned to prostitution and found room and board in the local brothel where Leila would stay and grow until she was a legal adult. She witnessed many things and perhaps grew up too soon, but she was safe and cared for. Always she was still her mother’s little princess. When she was of age, and when she and her friends could afford it, they’d visit the theater together. It was there that she happened upon Vale. Like most teenage girls, she was smitten and thought the man handsome. They exchange glances, but Leila would coyly separate herself from his presence. She knew how to work men.
Not long after their first meeting, Leila’s mother passed away from unknown causes. She simply went to bed one night and didn’t wake up. A distraught Leila ran from the brothel crying and miserable, away from everyone and everything. Without paying much attention, she ran straight into Vale. He consoled her and brought her back to the theater to allow her calm down. Things progressed rather quickly after that. Before she knew it she was seeing him intimately and all her friends were jealous, but they kept her secret. He didn’t deserve her; she was sweet and airy, always quick to smile. While he was…his usual cold self. But there was an unmistakable attraction between the two, regardless if it was purely physical. It broke her heart and angered her greatly when she realized that Vale was married. What made it even worse was the fact that she was carrying his child.
She remembered the day she confronted him. Leila burst into his office in the manor, the door slamming against the wall wearing a pretty lilac dress. With tear stained cheeks and faced flushed she demanded an explanation. When none was given, she told him she would tell. She told him she’d tell his wife, his friends anyone that would listen. However, that was her last mistake. Vale was on her in an instant. Leila at first thought it was a show of passion but as his hands went for her throat and as they tightened until she couldn’t breathe, Leila knew she was going to die. She couldn’t even tell him she was pregnant.
At first, Leila didn’t know she was a ghost. She remembered wandering the halls attempting to speak to people who acted as if she wasn’t there. It wasn’t until someone walked right through her that it dawned on her. Again, she was angered. She’d sit and watch Vale for hours at a time, silently fuming. She’d knock things over, breaking his concentration or she’d open the window to cause his papers to fly across the room. Her dead heart ached seeing him with other women. That is, until she came up with the perfect idea; kill him. It took a lot of planning. Leila wanted to make sure his death would occur at the most opportune time for her.
And it did. She chose to have it look like he hanged himself. When he entered the room, she made her presence known; slamming the door shut behind him, forcing the lights to flicker. The rest was simple and before long, he was there by her side yet again, trapped forever.
● Leila was once a carefree girl. She loved life and didn’t hesitate to live her life on the edge. She enjoyed dancing and was generally a good person. Due to her upbringing in the brothel, she learned how to enrapture people with her words and her smile and was very flirtatious. In her current form, she is most often a benevolent spirit unless provoked or if she witnesses adultery or even the slightest bit of cheating. She can turn into quite an angry ghost.
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● Likes and Dislikes
✔Dancing, People Watching, Nighttime, Coldness ✘ Children, Adultery, Hot Weather, Abusive Men
● Frights Being alone forever
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There are four floors to the house. The basement, first floor, second floor and the attic. xxx
Rooms Bedroom/Den
Master Bedroom xxElena Big Bedroom
Small Bedroom
Attic xxRaye
Date // 2011 Season // Summer - Very hot.
Each 'ghost' has their own room - it is where they died. They can still roam the house though.
.. The house was built in 1916. .. The first family fell into hard times, it is unknown what happened to them. One day they were all just gone ever since then the house has gone through many owners till a landlord took over and begun to rent the house out to people as a vacation home. .. The house seems to have a mind of its own - it is unknown who or what is pulling the strings. .. The house has a remolded kitchen but aside from that everything else in the house is original. .. The bedrooms are on the second floor and there is also an attic and a basement. .. The house is located in the middle of no where in upstate New York.
Raye couldn't explain the amount of joy she felt when she was finally able to say I am moving out to her parents. It was as if the world was no longer on her shoulders, though that feeling had only lasted so long. Soon she was about to be out on her a** then somehow while out at a bar one day with her friends the idea came to be about them all living together somewhere rural - somewhere cheep. Of course the red head couldn't pass this chance up and well, she went online and found the house. It was another that found the house though and the second she saw it she fell in love with it. Everyone was happy for a new chance at life, living away from their families or their issues - all having their own reasons for wanting to get away and well she wasn't one to judge another. Running a hand through her hair she cursed the heat as she drove up to the house, her eyes growing wide as she finally saw it for the first time.
It took her breath away, nature had left the house almost fully intact, only seemingly taking over the drive way a bit and some of the front. She was surprised that they had found something as amazing as this place. They were sure they were going to have issues with their price range - after all each of them only had a couple hundred to put forth and everyone was being nice to Raye while she looked for a new job though she had her savings. Though it wasn't like they had much of a reason not to be, she was trying her hardest even if it was taking longer than she would have liked. Putting her car in parked, she continued to stare at the house as if it was the first one she had ever seen, the small bark of Sammy took her out of her little daze though, just in time to avoid seeing someone staring back at her. "That's right boy. This is our new house." The massive husky got up from his spot in the car, seemingly just as excited as she was. Smiling she opened the door and got out of the old beat up car that her father had passed down to her when she left. Leaving the door open Samuel quickly followed her. Being here first she was going to get the room she wanted, which was the attic. She had heard about it in conversations and wanted to be away from the others - especially with Sammy. Not everyone seemed too thrilled with her having a dog but there was nothing that could be said or done about it, the husky had no place else to be.
The hot air was so much worse out of the car, groaning a bit as she felt the humidity she was thankful that she had worn her light clothing today. Pushing her sunglasses up to the top of her head she looked around, wondering how much longer it would take for the others to get here. With her faithful pup in tow, the red head rushed into the house hoping that it would be cooler inside it's walls and headed towards her chosen room, almost running with Sammy to get to it.
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Elena kept on her normal half-smile half-frown expression that she almost always had plastered onto her face. She had been excited to move out and get some inspiration for her writing and art, that had been one of her main reasons for wanting to leave her parent's home. That and the memory's of the bedroom she had been in for a long 21 years, she wasn't 100% sure why the memories and emotions that were trapped in that room were suddenly bothering her, but she knew she had to get out. She slowed down the car to a more manageable pace to keep the gravel road from flinging rocks at her silver truck. It was beautiful, the only area that was truly needing some work was the driveway and yard, but with a few hours of work you could have some flowers and grass growing. Lena pulled up into the driveway seeing a car and got out of her car locking it behind her and stretching her arms.
Immediately she wanted to get back into her car and crank up the air conditioning. The heat which was not noticeable at all inside of her car was like an inferno when she exited. Groaning Lena noticed that the paint on the house was chipping, taking a step back she looked at it wondering what color would be most fitting for it and made a mental note to ask everyone when the arrived. With a smiled pulling up at the corners of her lips she noticed that Raye's car was already there. Wondering if Raye had turned on the air conditioning yet, when they first came to look at the house they were all informed that the dusty old air conditioning just needed to be turned on then it would work decently, maybe needing a repair when it finally broke down. Walking up to the front door she moved her bangs out of her face, she had brought over most of her things the day before, though a few boxes still lurked in the back of her truck. Sighing Lena turned the door handle and walked inside. The inside had a old-fashioned charming look to it, smiling now she wanted to hurry up to her bedroom, but decided she should say 'Hi' to Raye first. Almost sprinting she took the stairs two at a time and hurried up to the attic, "Raye?" Elena called.
{ Where: home }{ ωιтн: n/a }{ cυяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg: excitement }{ ωєαяιиg: Blue jean-shorts a dark green t-shirt with tennis shoes }
Lars stood staring out over the yard of the home. He was looking through the central upstairs window and down at the two women who were moving in. He wondered if others would be showing up as well. Unlike the other full time residents of the home he seemed to enjoy the sight of newcomers, it meant they would have plenty to do. After all the time between living residents always proved to be boring and rather annoying. This was due to the spirits who wandered about that didn't take liking to him. At least when the living were here all the other deceased were more focused on them at the time.
He hummed a gentle tune, not letting himself be visible for now. His humming stopped at the sight of a dog. Lars' lips curled, animals were never something they wanted to deal with. He turned, watching a woman rush up past him and into the attic. Lars tilted his head to the side and decided to follow after her. He shifted a bit, appearing in the attic. Being able to phase around was a bit of a plus when it came to being dead.
When he arrived in the attic he saw the girl looking around for whom he guessed was her friend. Vale approached Elena standing behind her and eyeing the girl. He wondered if he'd be getting much trouble from Leila. She was always out to get him. While Vale decided to remain invisible for now, the room still had a chill about it.
The attic was so much more amazing that she could have thought of. Yea she had saw pictures of the place but she had never really seen it in person like this. It was exactly what her and Sammy needed, something he seemed to agree with as he barked happily into the air. A few minutes seemed to pass until she turned around hearing anothers voice, smiling when she realized it was Elena. She was the quieter of the group but it wasn't something that Raye minded. In fact sometimes she coaxed her personality to shine though but that was what friends were for. Pushing some of the fluff ball that was her hair behind her ears she turned waiting for her friend to finally hit the top steps that led to her room. When she did, she threw her hands out on either side of her as if she was presenting something, which in her mind she was - her room. "Whatcha think? Whats your room like?" Raye continued to smile as her arms dropped to her side.
Sammy barked a little walking over to the other girl to receive any love and affection she would give him, sitting at her feet waiting. Raye rolled her eyes a bit at it, muttering that the dog was a whore before turning to look out one of the small windows that the room had, hoping they opened to get rid of the dusty smell that currently filled it. Wrinkling her nose a bit as she waited to continue her conversation with Elena she walked over to the window and started to work on getting it open. The thing had hinges, there was no reason for it not to open but the more she played with it the harder it seemed to get.
Muttering underneath her breath about the damn thing, a sudden feeling of someone else being there besides them filled her. She refused to acknowledge it though, that was thing she never did though Raye figured it was because it was a new house, a house that she wasn't use to yet. Out of no where the window opened with a loud creak making her jump back. Wrinkling her nose she stared at it for a few minutes before turning back to the other girl, trying not to show that she was weirded out.
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Elena shook her head, "I haven't been in my room yet, I wanted to come see where you were sense I saw your car. This place does have its charm though, it just needs a little work. I wonder if the place has an air conditioning unit?" She wondered aloud, letting her nerves get to her a bit. The window snapping open like that, had managed to freak her out a little bit, not to mention the rooms chill. Lena continued to look around the room, it was cozy looking but empty with how un-used it had been for such a long time.
Even though she was just talking about air conditioning, the room felt colder then the rest of the house that she had dashed through, maybe it was just her movement that made it feel different? Sighing she ran her fingers through her hair pushing it away from her face, her skin was still hot but the chill in the room felt good, aside from the urge to run away anyways. Fighting that urge she looked down at Sammy who was sitting by her feet begging to be loved.
Lena scratched Sammy's ears and knelt down, "Yeah yeah I missed you too." She muttered petting him with a smile creeping onto her face at the dog's cuteness. She looked around the room again trying to decide on where the feeling of being watched was coming from. Having no luck she looked at the window again, then shook her head, looking back to the cute dog. 'It's just an old house, I'm not used to it yet that's why I feel like this.' Elena thought to herself standing up again though still absently petting Sammy's soft fur.
{ Where: Raye's room}{ ωιтн: Raye & Lars }{ cυяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg: excitement }{ ωєαяιиg: Blue jean-shorts a dark green t-shirt with tennis shoes }
