Danny Phantom: Calling All Phantoms (PG-15)

[parallelzero]

So, this is my final version. I've had it checked multiple times on multiple sites, so I hope it isn't bad =x

Danny Phantom: Calling All Phantoms

Plot
It has been almost three years since a boy of Amity Park, Danny Fenton, received ghost powers. After stumbling into a ghost portal created by his parents, Danny was suddenly provided these strange powers at the age of fourteen. Over these three years, young Danny made many a foe out of ghosts from the Ghost Zone. Skulker, Nicolai Technus, Desiree, Walker, and Danny's nemesis, Vlad Masters are a few of these enemies.

As ghost activity began to rise higher and higher, Danny eventually had to reveal his secret identity to his parents. Of course, they accepted it, and began to aid their son in his fight. As a result, Team Phantom was created for the purpose of tracking ghost activity and dealing with it appropriately. The original members of the team were Jack, Maddie, Jazz, and Danny Fenton, alongside his friends Tucker Foley and Samantha "Sam" Manson. More recently, the group has been beginning to receive help from ghosts as well, and Dani Fenton (Danny's female clone created by Vlad) joined the group as well. Armed with an arsenal full of gadgets, both old and new, this group has become quite powerful.

That isn't to say that the villains in this tale have been just sitting around the entire time. A majority of Team Phantom's foes are now gathered under the organization known as H.A.U.N.T, which is under the leadership of Vlad Masters. Over the years, Vlad had been experimenting in attempt to create the perfect team of villains capable of finally succeeding in combat against Team Phantom.

Although motivated by the increase in ghost activity, that is not the soul purpose. Vlad has grown especially bitter over the years as he continued to clash with Danny. These feelings have brought him down an inescusable path that involves testing on humans and ghosts alike. With the help of the technical genius of the ghost Technus, the tests have escalated into a threat that Team Phantom can't ignore.

Both the world of the living, and the Ghost Zone will be endangered if H.A.U.N.T succeeds in accomplishing its goals. Most people would say something along the lines of "Why is the Ghost Zone endangered? Ghosts can't die." New information has been recieved that H.A.U.N.T successfully developed a weapon capable of completely destroying ghosts, making them even more of a threat.

For whatever reasoning, you have joined up with one of the two side: Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T. It will be your duty to engage the enemy in a variety of environments while keeping order between the realm of the living, and the realm of the dead. From now on, your life will be extremely dangerous, but it is unavoidable.

Useful Tip

I have one word of advice: If you don't understand something, or don't know who a certain character is, check the Danny Phantom Wiki Page.

Form

Name:
Age: (If you're a ghost, just state how old you look)
Gender: (If you're one of those creative types who likes to somehow gender flip partway through, I don't mind, buuuut just tell me first.)
Ghost or Human with Powers?:
Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?:
Appearance: (Give a human appearance and a ghost appearance, unless you're just a ghost)
Personality:
History:
Powers: (I mean aside from the usual stuff. ie: floating, super strength, speed, walking up walls, phasing through things, etc.)
Other: (Whatever I'm missing)

RP Sample:

 

[Loki]

OOC: I'll bold whatever I finish. I think this may just be the worst sign-up I have made in all of history. >.<

Name: Trillion
Age: 11
Gender: Female
Ghost or Human with Powers?: Ghost
Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: H.A.U.N.T.

Appearance: Trillion looks very different from most ghosts, as she is a manufactured ghost. She has chalk white skin which contrasts her midnight black hair, draping over her large emerald green eyes, and nearly dragging on the floor. She wears a black halter sun-dress with a pair of black ballet shoes. This dress fans out to her knees, and on her arms is a pair of black tubes that resemble leg warmers. She wears a blood red pendant around her neck, along with a ruby studded anklet. The most striking thing about Trillion is that she doesn't blink at all, her features minimalized by her large staring eyes and mostly emotionless expression. Oddly enough, her eyes have black eyeshadow over them, and her lips are coated with a sleek layer of black lipstick. Her thin and sickly figure make her look fatigued and weak, and she appears to be anorexic in appearance.

Personality: Because she was manufactured, Trillion is unable to feel great amounts of emotion, instead, being a little surprised, a little happy, or a little sad. The only emotion she can feel with a rush of power is, of course, anger. Though she cannot express them, Trillion truly feels many different powerful emotions, and often, her inner self and sanity are swallowed up by these emotions- though it's hard to tell, until she started destroying just about everything. Trillion does, however, despise openly, other ghosts. Normal ghosts who have lived and died, as she treats each one of these with enormous envy. She was designed to be a killing machine, and has the silent attitude of most killers.

History: Trillion has few memories, as she was manufactured by Vlad Masters but a few months before H.A.U.N.T. was officially launched. She spent most of her time being tested on to see the effects of new attacks on ghosts, as she was completely regenerable, with all of her data, powers, weaknesses, and body components at Vlad's easy disposle (sp?). After the first few weeks of H.A.U.N.T., "Master" became too busy to deal with Trillion, and she took entertainment in wandering the streets of whatever town she was in. She sleeps and "eats" inside a tube, in which she turns into ectoplasm. She holds zero respect for anyone but Vlad and Technus, and otherwise has never looked upon any other member with anything but indifference or simply ignores any kind of comment they make, as if she cannot hear them. She is constantly being updated, and the goal is to mold her into the "Perfect Ghost".

Powers: If a person looks directly into her eyes, they are pulled into a nearly foolproof illusion that can only be broken when the user finds something wrong with Trillion's illusionary world. This is the only power that is unique to herself, and the only power she can use in excess.
Other: (Whatever I'm missing)

RP Sample: "As much as I care how well you can hear, you might as well be deaf!" I hissed at the annoying girl through grit teeth and I was just about to send my bowl and soba noodles at Hiryuku-san to compensate for the chopsticks when she called me a Sound brat, but as I was reaching for my bowl, Hachino-sensei's voice cut through, "Now." He answered Hiryuku-san's question. His heel put more pressure on the back of my head and before I knew it, my face was dunked in whatever was left of my soba noodles. I grabbed Hachino-sensei's ankle and pulled it off, whirling around to beat the crap out of him, but instead I got a faceful of...

Towel? "I want both of you to cool off, because training will do squat if your both pissed off." Hachino-sensei smiled as he grabbed a handful of soba noodles from my dark hair, and threw them away, "Your too relaxed around your comrades," He said to me, "And you need some patience." He added to Hiryuku-san, "You don't need to apologize for yelling, I think your punishment comes well enough from getting Kira-kun riled up like that. Oh, but that might be an accomplishment." Hachino-sensei laughed, and I wiped my face off, throwing the towel back at Hachino-sensei who caught it gracefully and with ease, "Bathroom's through that door." He directed me to a white washed door that practically blended with the wall, indicating that I should wash off the sticky soup from my face.

He seemed to take entertainment from my embarrassment, and that, was embarassing enough for me. And- Hey wait a minute! Kira-kun?!?! Since when did he have permission to address me so casually?!?

 

[Dark Night]

This looks cool! Can I join?
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Form

Name: Viz
Age: Viz looks about 17
Gender: Female
Ghost or Human with Powers?: Ghost
Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: Team Phantom
Appearance: Viz has pure white hair that's long, but still kinda spiked. She has a curevy body, and stands at about 5ft. 5in. Her eyes are a pure dark violet. She wears a black short sleeved shirt with a pair of black pants with white seams and stripes going down it. She wears a pair of white Puma shoes with the Puma in black. She wears a black choker on her neck, and wears tons of black bracelets on her right arm. Wears a white and black speckled bandanna wrapped around her left arm.
Personality: She's distant, but only to those she doesn't know. To her friends, she's pretty outgoing and optimistic. She's pretty hyper most of the time and can get a bit annoying, she's determined and won't give up on anything. She's loyal to friends, and doesn't let anything, espeacially bad news or a person in a bad mood get her down. She's happy and excited about just anything, she's always happy and in a good mood. She's very hard to get mad, you'll have to annoy her quite a bit to get her mad.
History: She was born a ghost, in the era of 1700 AD. She always had really wierd powers when she was little. Her parents were scared that people would find out and beat her if she ever showed useing it. She was the wierd looking young woman and no one wanted to help her, be around her, or even look at her. One night she went out into the forest like she always did, but this night, someone followed her. Since she couldn't use her powers when people were around, at night in the forrest was the perfect time. She flew around and phased through the trees, ect. She went home and slept peacefully. The young man that had followed her went home as well and in the morning starte screaming that she was a witch. They pulled her from her bed and tied her to a pole, they didn't even give her a trial, they just burned her while her mother cried in her fathers' arms. She doesn't know what really happended but her body phased through the pole and she appeared in the ghost zone. She's been there ever since.
Powers: She can use force feilds to repel, block, or attack.
Other: (Whatever I'm missing)

RP Sample:
(Dark Ninja RP)
Don't worry about it! I edited it, but I'm not sure if it was what you wanted. Sorry!
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Right before Kuroi came back into the room, I'd heard him, he'd touched the doorknob, but stopped suddenly. 'Oh no, he's probably listening to everything we're saying. He sniffed and came out. I turned from the direction Kuroi was comeing from and went back to Hachino-sensei.

"..and then for ability training, we'll have a little race to Konoha." I stopped listening to the rest of what he was saying. "Are you serious?! After 2 hours of training we can go to Konoha?!" I just burst out. 'Wow! I didn't expect to leave so soon! This is better than I expected!' I hid my smile and joy as soon as it came, and put on my best calm-looking face. "Sounds great to me!" I said as I bolted right out the door of Hachino-sensei's bright apartment, back into the bleak, dull, grey of Sound.
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I was sprinting toward my small apartment, whizzing by blurs of Sound shinobi. 'This is great! The training will be fun, and right after that, we head for Konoha, and the other Dark ninja!' I burst through my door, not even paying attention to how dull and bleak it was this time. I wanted to summon Kurunei, Hitachi, and Hikaru to tell them what was going on, but I didn't want to show them off just yet, espeacially since they had forehead protectors with the Dark symbol on them. I didn't want to deal with the genjutsu to make them look like Sound.

I searched through my closet, throwing things all over the place. 'What do I care, after I see the other Dark ninja, this place'll be gone. It has to be!' I thought as I looked over at the picture of my family, all happy and smiling. "Just for you guys!" I said quietly as I continued to search through my closet for the things I'd need for the trip. I found my clothes, pouch, weapons, and bag, and through them all on the bed, landing in a soft plop. I packed everything, stuffing it into the bag, and attaching my weapons pouch to my right leg and putting my weapons in it.

I sped through the door, grabbing the picture of my family and raced off toward the Sound Training Grounds. As I sped through the bleak village I thought of how, the training sesion would go, and what abilities I'd want to show them. I know I didn't want to show them my telekinesis abilites, then they'd know for sure where'd I come from, except my ability was only to push people away or attack with my mind. I stopped thinking as I reached the Sound Training Grounds. "Jeez! This place looks as barren and bleak as the village!" I set my things down and waited for the rest of the team to arrive.
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Hope that's good!

Edited: Hope that's good enough!

 

[Shiney]

OOC: If something is missing from robin's bio, the same field from robert's applies.

Name: Robert Jacob Price

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Ghost or Human with Powers?: Human with Powers

Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?:Team Phantom

Appearance:

Human: Robert in human form is fairly ordinary. With broad shoulders, and a large boned build, he can usually seem intimidating, whether he wants to or not. His hair is dark brown, and cut extremely short, in an almost military fashion, but with large, bushy eyebrows contrasting with his dark hazel eyes.

Ghost:Robert in his ghost form isn't as different as he might seem. His hair is the same, and his skin is pure white, however, his face is partially concealed behind the mask of an elaborate set of Bogu armor, seemingly made of metal that covers his entire body, instead of attack points, colored a dark grey with white trimming on it.

Personality: Robert seems at first to be a bit distant, his mind always somewhere else. Mostly due to his lack of social activity. But this also makes him have an unusual sense of humor, as well as being quite the pervert, though in a rather subtle way. He's also extremely quiet, but he'd put himself in between anything that could pose a danger to the few people he considers friends. If he thinks they'd have trouble handling it alone, that is.

History: Robert grew up travelling the woirld with his parents. This, as a result caused him to be slightly underdeveloped socially, and he took several interests to pass the time, such as the apranormal. While not a freak about it, he always absolutely believed in such things as ghosts, aliens and whatnot.

However, after one of many transfers, this one near Amity Park, his view of them changed dramatically. Unfortunately, he was captured by the leader of the operation, Technus, along with some other teenagers, and they were taken to H.A.U.N.Ts base deep in the ghost zone. Here they were put under dangerous experiments executed by Vlad and Technus. Some survived, some didn't. Most of the group ended up being dispatched offhandedly. Thought to be dead, his body was dumped in a ditch in the slums. but he hung on by a thread, but with a new problem.

His pesonna was literally split in two, making him something both more, and less than human. They occupy the same mind, but they have their own physical form. Rather than sharing, however, one simply replaces the other. Shortly after the experiment, he was still very mentally unstable from the experiment, and in a stupor, he went to his home the same as always. There he cooked dinner, as usual, and then after a healthy stir fry, he murdered both of his parents with his practice blade.

doubtless, he's quite remorseful now that his mind is somewhat more stable, thus his intentions to destroy H.A.U.N.T. To get revenge, as well as preventing anyhting like him from existing again.

Powers: Robert is extremely resilient, allowing him to stand up to nearly any levels of attacks. However, his only real attacking ability is his own arms, and his imbued will of his blade. His only other special power, is that the longer that someone consistently fights against him (As in, not running away, relocating, switching opponents, stopping the combat and such) is that as the fight continues, it becomes easier and easier for an opponent to give into panic.

Other: He, like his split eprsonna, while not the total enthusiast, knows a good bit about "Oh sheet" Driving styles, and given their survivability, this cpompliments highly reckless driving.




Name: Robin Jamie Pryce

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Ghost or Human with Powers?: Human with Powers

Appearance:

Human: As a human, Robin has long, flowing blonde hair that shields her sharp green eyes most of the time, and a knowing smile on her face. She has a slender build, with an ordinary figure. Anyone who saw her would describe her as cute. anyone who knew her would describe her as a living deception.

Ghost: Her ghost form however, is far different. Her skin is a dark bluish grey, and her hair is a jet black color. Long, and somewhat spiky, kept back and high through a red band. Her eyes are a jet black, and she has small, jagged red designs on her arm and lower stomach. Her attire, however is made of what seems to be a thick leather tank top with a squared armor pattern, as well as straps and braces across her arms. She has similar leather trousers, kept in check with two crossing sash belts.

Personality:Robin, seems to be the polar opposite of Robert in some ways, but is also eerily similar. She's flamboyant, outgoing, and a raucous joker and pervert. However, when the situation calls, she can pretend to be as kladylike as anyone, and have a pretty good act of it. Like Robert, if she thinks that the few who have earned her respect might be in trouble, she goes out to spill enough blood to even the odds.

Powers: Robin is extremely agile and fast, allowing her to avoid nearly any attacks, but she has very little resistance to damage. However, her only real attacking ability is her own arms and her imbued will in her blade. Her only other special power, is that the longer that someone consistently fights against Her (As in, not running away, relocating, switching opponents, stopping the combat and such) is that as the fight continues, her opponent slowly loses the will to fight.

Other: Which one is the evil one? o_o

RP Sample: When I had slipped out of the bus, I immediately went to the compartment in the side of the bus where out luggage was. I pulled out a large duffel, though it seemed somewhat modernized with extra spaces and such, and immediately opened up the main area, pulling out a leather broad-brim hat. I placed it on my head a bit over enthusiastically, and to break up the monotony of black caused by my Velcro sneakers, jeans, and jacket, I unzipped my jacket to reveal a blue shirt with white text on the front that said "I Like Me."

I zipped up the duffel, hauling it on my shoulder, and turned, looking at the very overweight guide who was coming out to meet us. The only real teacher that had volunteered to take this mission was a bit of an over-enthusiast for history. The balding, Swarthy Mr. Mileston nodded as the guide began listing simple rules to us all. It was the simple things of no horseplay inside, no uncontrolled fires outdoors and stuff like that. But the last thing caught my attention.

"Is very, very bad if you fall in one of springs!" He said in a sterotypical, almost comical chineese accent, waggling a finger for emphasis. "I repeat, very, VERY bad, and I am not responsible if that happen." I grinned, getting an idea. "Note to self, get large quantities of spring water." I muttered, and looked around for my partners in hijinks, Marshall and David. Then I remembered that they hadn't been bugged into going onto this escapade. I sighed, and shrugged, falling in with the main cluster of people. We weren't exactly pranksters, the three of us but we were known for causing trouble to most, at least. Marshall was the visionary, David was the 'leader' if any of us could be above the others, and I usually worked to keep our rears out of the fire.

 

[Zelos]

OOC: Sounds interesting. ^^

Name: Zephyr

Age: 13

Gender: Male

Ghost or Human with Powers?: Ghost

Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: H.A.U.N.T.

Appearance: Zephyr has sleek white hair that falls down around his face and neck in spikes. He has a pale pace, but it's not exactly a ghostly white. His piercing silver eyes are deep and endless like a pool of water, glistening with an elusive glow.

He wears a pitch-black t-shirt with an image of a cresent moon in the center surrounded by fading clouds. He wears grey pants beneath that, and a flashing, silver cloak that comes down to his ankles. He is barefoot. Who needs to walk, anyway?

When Squall appears, his hair becomes deep, blood red and his voice becomes chilling and full of malice. His clothes all turn black, with streaks and symbols of deep red painted all over them. His eyes become a pure black, with just a speck of his old silver visible in them.

Sometimes he wears a black bandana that ties up his hair, and he is always sporting his favorite wristbands, one silver and one black.

Personality: Zephry is a very fun-loving kid, always playing pranks and goofing-around. He hardly takes anything seriously, even in the midst of fighting. Even then he seems to be enjoying himself, just playing around. He doesn't really care about anyone but himself.

When Zephyr is transformed into his other half, it's like another person takes control. One that won't let anything get in his way and will do whatever must be done to get what he wants. His goal is THE most important thing, and it doesn't matter who gets in his way. It will get accomplished.

History: It was as if Zephyr appeared out of nowhere. One day he just woke up in the Ghost, having absolutely no recollection of his life or even if he had a life. Everything was blank. All he knew was that he could float, use special powers, and pretty much do whatever he wanted. Paradise.

But being a ghost wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. There were many others, much stronger ones that didn't care about the little ones like him. He was nothing. A little speck of dust.

So he started pulling pranks on people whenever he got the chance, to make up for the lack of respect he received. He trained harder, trying to bring out his powers to their full capabilities. He was going to become a good fighter, he was going to be respected.

Zephyr isn't even sure why he joined H.A.U.N.T. He keeps telling himself that he wanted to prove himself as a worthy ghost, but he isn't sure.

Sometimes, Zephyr's jealous and anger mixed and turned to outright rage, and then he broke out. The one's whose gate was unlocked by the key known as fury. He felt no emotion. His #1 mission was to kill all in his path and rain mayhem everywhere he went. His name is Squall, and his game is bloodshed.

Powers: If it comes from the sky, Zephyr can probably control it. Lightning, tornados, blizzards, you name it. But Zephyr finds it hard sometimes to control his unique powers. Nature isn't always willing to bend to his whim, so it's rare when he actually can access his abilities and use them in the way he wishes.

Other: Don't think so.

RP Sample: The night was calm and still. The whole city was asleep. Lights were dying everywhere, and the crescent moon hung high in the sky, casting its silvery glow.

For Zephyr, this was not much fun. What kinda of Ghost liked to sit there while all those humans slept, leaving him with nothing to do for hours on end? Not many, that's for sure. And definitely not Zephyr.

He poked his head out from inside an alleyway and made sure that no one was around to see him. Most of all that loathsome Team Phantom. They were always ruining everybody's fun.

He nodded his head to himself and looked towards the sky, his hair beginning to glow a blinding sheen. He raised his arms up, his fingers intertwined and pointing to the heavens. He muttered a small incantation to himself and noticed clouds beginning to gather, turning a deep shade of grey and black. He could already hear a chorus of terrible thunder booming.

Light danced through the skies, bolts of lightning raining down from the sky and crashing into things. Trees, small buildings, pretty much anything and everything was a target for Zephyr. As long as it made him laugh, it was okay in his book. A snicker escaped his lips, enjoying all the excitement that was happening.

He decided that Amity Park had had enough so he once again raised his arms up and uttered the reverse spell. The deep thunder ceased and the light faded away, bathing the city in darkness. The storm clouds seemed to vanish, and it was as if nothing had ever happened.

Zephyr laughed hysterically as he looked around. He could hears sirens off in the distance, and knew that everyone was wondering how a storm had come out of nowhere and left just as quickly. What fun this was! But no doubt it would gradually become harder for him to enjoy himself as the war between H.A.U.N.T. and Team Phantom raged on.

Note: Is controlling some of the weather a bit too much? If it is, please tell me and I'll tone it down or just pick something else. ^^;

Also, if my personality, history, or something is lacking just let me known and I'll add on.

 

[Scales]

EDITED


Name: Cain Westlake

Age: 15

Gender: Male (Duh)

Ghost or Human with Powers: Human with powers

Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: Team Phantom

Appearance: Note since Cain is my #1 character he usualy looks the same in all my roleplays

Human Appearence:
Cain is someone who does not looks to much different then most people. He wears a brown jacket with a white t-shirt. He has grey Jeans and white sneakers and black laces. On his wrist is a blue watch. He wears a black hat with a weird circle on it.


Ghost Appearence: However his ghost apperance is different. He has a helmet attached to his head. The heltmet has a Square shape to it. There are slits carved into the helmet and are green in color. He does not have room for a mouth so it surprised him how he talks. His voice sounds very metalic. His body is covered with a dark plate. It seems to shape most of his body. In the middle of his chest is a Circle with a symbol of some kind. His legs are covered in the strange plate as well. His body however stays the same size and when ever he feels weak the strange symbol on his chest goes from Green to red. If it goes out completly he changes back from Ghost to human.

Personality: Cain is very talkative. Once you get him started on something he will not stop unless someone buts in. However once he got ghost powers he still seems talkative but he feels the fact that he does not know how to use his powers makes him weak compared to other people. Cain seems cowardly in real life but in the ghost zone he is very brave. However Cain feels shy when he meets people for the first time and it takes him a very long time to get over being shy and try to make friends. Cain is very loyal to most people he knows. He rarely lies to people except for an occasional white lie here and there. Cain can get annoyed easly after a few insults. But it is pretty rare that he gets really mad.

History: Cain recived his powers in an accident. While at a field trip at a Museum of history Cain split off the rest of his class and took a look at a suit of armor. He managed to reach up and take the helmet off of it and looked inside of it. However a parasitic ghost living inside of the helmet fell on him and started to use him as a host. At that moment he was then transformed into the apperence mentioned above. It took him 30 minutes to find out how to shift between ghost and human forms. A few months later after finding out about evil ghosts apearing out of the ghost zone Cain decided to try and fight any evil ghost trying to take over the human world.

Powers: Aside from Intagability Cain's powers are very limited. The one power Cain has mastered is a strange beam like sword that comes out of his right glove. He does not know how to use anything else however.

Other: None

RP Sample: (from Arcane Tome)

The pokemon that popped out was an Abra. It used Psychic and blocked most attacks. Then it teleported right behind us. "Ha i knew it had to be a psy pokemon. Necro use rage and attack" Necro charged for the Abra. But it teleported. But Victor was one step ahead. Necro kept getting more angry. After 5 turns Necro mastered where the Abra would teleport to. "Okay lets do this." The Abra was getting weaker and weaker. It ran out of points for Teleport and was a sitting duck. Victor used a pokeball and hit it. The pokeball wobbled 3 times and then stopped. He had caught a very usefull and powerfull evolution pokemon. Victor knew from studing Psy pokemon that It would become an Alakazam. One of the most powerfull Psy pokemon in the world. Second only to MewTwo the legendary pokemon he had read from a novel.

EDITED

 

[Rena]

Name: Ivy
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Ghost or Human with Powers?: Ghost
Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: H.A.U.N.T
Appearance: Ivy is a young girl with a tendency to be judged on her looks. A sheet of notebook paper, nothing short of a vexation. Skin an unhealthy shade of tapioca pudding. Gaunt, pale, and frail, those dialects are why that is that. Deceptive freckles trim the edges, hindmost her drab coffee eyes. With them, the pupil of it seems abnormal, only in light may the questioner see it is actually the spoke color, though not a liberal pupil altogether. Albino-shaded hair nearly ebbs to her shoulders and currently in the position of unkempt and disheveled, as curls grace her appearance. A hairpiece that wraps around her graces her neck and frames the face, while upholding her chin-length bangs. Attire with many pockets wrap her tightly, though only pastel, and distorted colors. A kimono graces her curves and is a ebony color, simple ballet flats in a onyx silk color.
Personality: Impish and optimistic, Ivy is a reincarnation of these two words. She's sly, knavish and will usually order people around using this prodigious ability of hers. Ivy teases and makes people think less of their selves, while her frequency of sarcastic remarks will only make the first-impression of her worse. My, if it weren't for her friends trying to keep Ivy in chack, she would've already lost her sanity many years ago. Ivy is naive; and can easily fall into an easily-laid trap or trick, and with that no one should leave her alone. She's upbeat and perky, and can make a grouch smile just by her own quirks. You can compare Ivy to a chocolatte eclair, she looks tough and sour on the outside, but on the inside she is super-sweet.

Loud and outspoken, she hate's being ignored, and will often take to tantrums if you get her annoyed enough. Ivy is typically full of creative energy and enthusiasm with a great inner drive, which is expressed through action, to prove her. She is constantly seeking experiences which give them the opportunity to prove they are the best. There is little timidity to be found in Ivy, she is a confident "doer" who frequently forges ahead regardless of the consequences. However, this impulsive behavior can sometimes lead to problems because Ivy tends to leap before she looks. She is not afraid to take risks or gamble in order to have their way. If Ivy's impulsive drives can be tempered, then she will accomplish much and become a successful leader. She constantly seeks to be the best at whatever they do and would rather have fame and fortune than material wealth. Ivy is willing to sacrifice time, and even their lives for those they love.
History: To be honest, Ivy has never had the chance to live. Ivy was born to a mother with an unknown disease, and Ivy died immediately at birth, some say that the ones in the room only saw her platinum hair sticking out. All er life, she was living on the streets, making a living of what fantasianal ghosts do, scare. For the first 10 years of her dead life, Ivy was scaring people with her "Boo's" and "groans" and acting as a "poltergeist." It was fun for Ivy. Some say ghosts can't get curses, but Ivy proved them wrong. Once after a tantrum, she broke the mirror, 1,567 times. And thus, there began Ivy's 10,969 years of bad luck. A horrid jinx now follows her around in her shadow and brings her all sorts of bad luck. Through prophets, they say the jinx is going to stick with Ivy; Forever. None really know why Ivy has joined the group H.A.U.N.T, though some state probably because of a stupid reason, such as wanting to scare people more, or even because of the donut WEdnesdays.
Powers: Ivy has the power the create explosions, though only driven by using sparks of material such as flour, sugar, and other ones such as that. Though not considered a power Ivy's streak of bad-luck incidents only make it seem like other people had done it and they recieve the curse.
Other: Ivy has had a curse all her [[dead]] life.

 

[JBCBlank]

Before I sign up I must ask, Are we allowed to use existing phantoms or does it have to be made up?

 

[Scarlet Weather]

Ghost ninjas are better then ghost pirates. *is shot by that midget ghost-pirate kid whose name escapes me*

Name: Felix M. Cavity

Age: Nineteen

Gender: Male. Period. I'm not a creative type anymore.

Ghost or whatever?: Ghost, inhabiting a human. (more on that later)

Which side?: Team Phantom

Appearance:

Human: Felix is very tall and thin, and his brow is lined with thought. His eyes are almost sunken into his head, what with his constant staring. He walks with a jerking motion, his head often sways side to side when he is concentrating on something. He often wears sunglasses to hide the fact that his eyes are sunken in. His hair is a slight ginger-brown color and is about average length, and his eyes, when he removes the glasses, are bottle-green. He wears a white oxford shirt and a pair of khaki pants.

Ghost (true form): Felix's true form is about the same height as his human host, and he appears to be some form of demented humanoid cat. His body is covered with long, ginger hair and his "ruff" has a puffed out "mane" extending from it. His eyes seem to blaze with unearthly light, and his ears are cat-like. His hands and feet are both clawed, and he has a wicked-looking pair of fangs.

Personality: A slightly sadistic character, Felix enjoys tormenting people. He suffers from cat-like cravings for milk, fish, and the like, and will go to great lengths to satisfy them. Additionally, he's a bit easy to annoy, and tends to overreact in certain situations. Despite this, he has fairly decent management skills, and as long as he keeps his head he can usually think his way out of a crisis. He has sworn revenge on HAUNT for tethering him to a human body.

History: Felix was an ordinary ghost at one point, albeit one with a feline appearance. He had no recollection of how he died, and didn't care- though he did, on occasion, travel to the human world via the Fenton Ghost Portal, where he met Danny, who promptly sent him back after he attempted to steal all of Amity Park's milk. While still in the ghost zone, he was encountered by HAUNT, who were testing a prototype version of their ghost-destroying device. Felix managed to dodge most of their attempts to pin him down with his feline agility, but was eventually hit. Immediately afterwards, he began to lose his ability to keep his ectoplasm together. Desperate to keep himself alive, he fled to the human world through the Fenton Portal once again, and made his way to a hospital, where a young man was stuck in a vegetative state- everything worked but his brain. In an attempt to save himself, Felix took the place of the brain, and dived in. Using the man's body and spirit as a sort of "glue", he can hold his ectoplasm together, and even leave the body for a time. However, this is dangerous, as the body collapses without Felix inside of it, and if it were to die, he would lose his ability to hold together completely. Furious, he made his way to Team Phantom and signed up immediately.

Powers: While in his human shell, Felix is limited to using his ghostly energy to augment his host's strength and agility- not much good when you're fighting intangible foes. When he leaves it, however, he is able to use his true powers: ectoplasm-shredding claws, an uncanny amount of natural flight talent (even for a ghost), and a form of visual hypnosis which allows him to control the actions of any mortal or ghost he makes steady eye contact with- however, the contact cannot be broken for more then an instant. Usually, the person subjected to hypnosis cannot close their eyes or break free unless they have incredible willpower, so the most effective way to avoid being hypnotized is to keep your head averted from Felix's eyes. He is able to perform this while in his human body, but it requires more then twice the energy, and is incredibly straining.

RP sample: (Ok, I'll try this out. I wanted to come up with a bizarre RP sample, so I thought I might as well try this... by the way, if you want anyone to play the Box Ghost, I'll double as him. My favorite canon character and all that.)

The blue-skinned ghost drew a hand across his brow. "Whew, that was close! I was almost shipped back one-way!" he muttered, remembering his recent run-in with the "halfa". It had been bad enough when that guy was the only thing keeping him from becoming the ruler of all package-related hauntings on the other side, but now he had that female version of himself and sharpshooter woman helping him. Oh, and that guy who was incredibly large and obsessed with ham. Ah, well, it was time to do what he came here to do: establish himself as the king of all box-related terror. And he could see his first victim, too. Not ten feet away he was, and he looked like an easy target. The guy's head was cocked at a weird angle, and he appeared to be drinking from a carton of milk. The Box Ghost couldn't see much that looked threatening about him, and through the most fortuitous of all circumstances, he was sitting directly beneath a stack of cardboard boxes. With a strange, coughing laugh the ghost hurled himself in front of the unfortunate human. "Behold, I am the Box Ghost!" he screeched, in a voice that was meant to sound full of menace and dread. (In reality, it sounded more like a Lithuanian factory worker trying to yodel.)

The human's response was immediate. His hand unclenched, and the milk carton fell to the ground, spilling the creamy, white beverage everywhere; and the human's body slumped to the ground. The Box Ghost was stumped. Most people either screamed and ran, or threw something at him when he yelled at them. He scratched his head, trying to make sense of this new development. After a few moments of heated deliberation, he finally came to the conclusion. "Ah-ha! You have fainted in fear! When you awake you will tremble in fear of The Box Ghost! Wahaha!" He finished it off by adding his trademark evil laugh, on which was supposed to cause the bones of the dead to tremble in their graves. (In reality, it sounded more like a cat coughing up a hairball.) He was so busy laughing, in fact, that he barely noticed the tap on his shoulder. He turned, still laughing, only to look into the face of one of the creepiest ghosts he had ever seen.

The ghost's eyes were like fireballs, fearfully blazing. When he opened his mouth, his jaws were nothing short of amazing. The Box Ghost trembled as he stared at the hooked claws and fangs. In all his dead life, he had never seen anything fiercer... or hairier. The ruff of hair on the back of the thing's neck was incredibly thick, and seemed to be alight with an internal fire. The Box Ghost opened his mouth, attempting to at least scream, but all he could manage was a frantice gurgling as a clawed hand shot outwards and grabbed him by the throat. "You, blue thing. Are you with HAUNT?" the beast growled. The Box Ghost attempted an answer, but could only produce gurgles once again. "I said, are you with HAUNT?" the monster asked again, this time more deliberately, as it licked its fangs. The Box Ghost stiffened, every ounce of ectoplasm in his body going into rigor mortis. "ANSWER ME!" The thing shouted a final time, slashing its free hand across its captive's forehead, shredding the purple cap that sat upon it. Finally, with strength born of pure fear, the Box Ghost managed to begin shaking his head "no" frantically. "Good," the monstrous being growled, "But I want you to get lost now. If I ever catch you here again, I'll murder you. Got it?" This time, the head nodded. With a quick jerk the creature released the ghostly boxman, who immediately sped away as if HAUNT itself was on his tail. With a sigh, the creature lowered itself back into its surrogate body. Shaking the human head as he reoriented himself, he picked up the milk carton and shook it. "Empty- Damn!" he growled, before picking himself up off the ground and dashing down the street in the direction of the supermarket. After all, a growing cat needed milk for strong bones.


((Ten bucks to the first person to guess who or what inspired Felix. I'm not responsible if the cash never makes it to you though.))

 

[SilverTail]

I would like to reserve a spot please, if thats ok that is ^_^U

Name:
Age: (If you're a ghost, just state how old you look)
Gender: (If you're one of those creative types who likes to somehow gender flip partway through, I don't mind, buuuut just tell me first.)
Ghost or Human with Powers?:
Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?:
Appearance: (Give a human appearance and a ghost appearance, unless you're just a ghost)
Personality:
History:
Powers: (I mean aside from the usual stuff. ie: floating, super strength, speed, walking up walls, phasing through things, etc.)
Other: (Whatever I'm missing)

RP Sample:

*is gonna edit later*

 

[parallelzero]

Okay, I'll make my position clear on who's in or not while I continue to dwell on my character. I should have it done tomorrow morning either way. If you filled out the entire form, and you're under Reserved, I'll post what you need to add-on to in brackets.

Accepted: .::Tempest::., Mikuru-chan

Reserved: Bijou, Dark Night (Personality, RP Sample), Grim (Personality), Shiney, Art_Critic_Cubone (RP Sample)

Declined: JBCBlank, Silvertail (No offense, but I've dealt with you two enough in the past to know you aren't what I'm looking for. My apologies.)

 

[JBCBlank]

Oh how I enjoy being in the same catigory with him.... -.-" all I did was ask a question...

~JBCBlank

That's the attitude you don't like huh....?
Yeah thought so...
Ignore me then..

 

[Scales]

Okay I edited my profile to include more personality.

 

[parallelzero]

JBC, that was uncalled for. If you have a problem with me rejecting you, you can discuss it with my via PM. I'd prefer you don't act like a sore loser and attempt to make someone else look bad in the process.

Now Accepted: Dark Night, Bijou, Grim, Art_Critic_Cubone

And here's mine. I'll probably add a bit more when I get up tomorrow...

Name: Ashley "Ashe" McLain
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ghost or Human with Powers?: Human with ghost powers
Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: Team Phantom; Ex-H.A.U.N.T

Appearance:
Human
At first glance, Ashe would seem like your average, everyday girl. She has blue eyes and long , almost orange hair, in which the upper portion is pulled into two high pigtails by red hairties. She isn't extremely tall, standing at 5'6", but she has a very thin and athletic frame. Ashe is generally seen wearing a black t-shirt with orange sleeves that are slightly puffed up. She also wears a tight jean skirt that stretches from around her bellybutton to her thighs, with solid black stockings rising up to just a few inches below the skirt, showing off some of her legs in between. The stocking are accompanied by red running shoes, and she wears red, fingerless gloves on her hands. Her skirt and stockings are sometimes interchangable with other clothing, since she is involved in many sports.

Ghost
While in her ghost state, Ashe's eyes take on a ghostly, glowing, green colour, and her hair turns to a flaming red colour. In fact, her her becomes flames in general, like that of Ember. While the hair keeps the same style, the hairties are replaced by black ribbons. Her lips become decorated with a shade of lipstick that is similar to the colour of her hair, and her skin becomes ghostly white. Her clothing seems to take on an almost gothic-lolita theme, as she becomes dressed in a black dress with the lower portion transformed into wavy, white layers. She also has black gloves that reach to just below her elbow, and black stockings that venture to a similar place as her normal ones. Both of these features have white lace on the ends. Finally, she wears black, leather boots, and she holds a blood-red electric guitar. This outfit is basically based off the one in this picture. I'm having a hard time describing it, so here.

Personality: Despite the origin of her powers, Ashe is not the rebellious type that Ember once was. Although she doesn't like being told what to do and how to do it, she still does as she's told for the most part. Although she only began schooling at Casper High about a week ago, she has already began to get good grades, and she has joined a few sports teams. This, along with her good looks, has created quite a fuss amoungst the students, especially the boys, much to her distaste. Even though she was a female now, that didn't change the truth about what she once was. Ashe is somewhat cocky when it comes to herself, often claiming that she's "perfect" just to irritate others. In truth, it is just her way of hiding her feelings from other people. She also has a kind, caring, and sensitive side that she displays from time to time, albeit rarely.

History: Ashe was born and raised in Amity Park her entire life, meaning she had grown up being exposed to the ghosts along with the rest of the town. At one point, she had been in complete denial of their existance. However, as the sightings increased more and more, she began to doubt her conclusion. She finally came to terms with the fact that ghosts were real when H.A.U.N.T began an attack on Amity Park about three months ago. Sadly, she was captured by the leader of the operation, Technus, along with some other teenagers, and they were taken to H.A.U.N.Ts base deep in the ghost zone. Here they were put under dangerous experiments executed by Vlad and Technus. Some survived, some didn't. Most of the group ended up being "disposed of". Ashe was the first person who successfully came out of Vlads new experiment without dying. Her DNA had been merged with that of a ghost, giving her the abilities of a hybrid such as Danny or Vlad. The only difference was that these powers were not her own, they were extracted from another ghost. The ghost in which Ashe recieved her powers from was Ember McLain, who surprisingly resisted against H.A.U.N.T during their initial attempt to take over the ghost zone. She was abducted and used as a guinea pig as a result.

Ashe woke up from the deep slumber she was placed in during the testing, to find that something had gone awry with her memory. Memories of her family, her friends, even her name were all gone. The only things still there were knowledge based - such as math, languages, etc, and faint memories of her old life. What was worse was that she distinctly remembered being male beforehand. An unfortunate side effect of the experiment that Vlad decided to overlook. From the time she woke, Vlad took Ashe in like she was his daughter, and named her, like he did with most of his successful experiments. She began to look up to him as a father, and was taught to think of Ember like a mother, although she never saw her. Vlad did this so that he could easily manipulate Ashe should she ever decide to betray him like Dani Phantom did years before. Eventually, she was sent out on a mission to confront Team Phantom. Ashe ended up fighting Dani, who noticed the hesitation Ashe had been putting forth. Being one of Vlads earlier experiments, she explained to Ashe that Vlad was only using her as a tool for fighting, and could really care less what happened to her. Ashe partially already knew that, she wasn't stupid. From that point on, she abandoned her alliance with H.A.U.N.T. She hoped that maybe she could remember more about her past, mostly about her family.

Powers: Ashe has abilities similar to those of Ember, with notable differences. She posesses the usual ghost powers, such as the ability to phase through items, fly, and disappear. On top of these, she has certain powers over fire through the use of music. Using a blood-red electric guitar, she can manipulate fire in many different manors. The guitar, like Ember's, may also contain many other functions that Ashe has yet to tap into.

 

[Light_Azumarill]

Eep! I almost forgot about signing up for this! XD

Name: Erika Miller

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Ghost or Human with Powers?: Ghost

Team Phantom or H.A.U.N.T?: Team Phantom

Appearance: Erika has the appearance of a normal, 15-year-old girl, which means that she's got nothing strange about her other than the eerie greenish tinge her skin has or the way she floats around instead of walking like a regular human. Her face is usually in a somber expression, as if she is sad or concerned about something. Even when she is happy she rarely smiles. Her long, dark blue hair is tethered back using a light blue, silky ribbon that matches the long, silky blue nightgown she wears. She has nothing on her feet, and nothing else visible on her other than the nightgown. However, this appearance can change due to her powers *see below of course*. Whatever form she does take though, she always has a scrap of blue ribbon tied on her somewhere.

Personality: Erika's personality is a somber one. She isn't quiet and reserved, just sad in overall appearance and posture. This is how she has been all of her life, even when she was alive, and being a ghost almost seems to fit better than being a human. Even though she is usually sad looking, she does manage to occasionally have fun. She enjoys being around people because they make her feel accepted and welcome. Anyone she considers a friend has a special place in her heart, and she is very loyal to them. This, unfortunately, makes it easy for her to be hurt by people. She is usually the first concerned about how something is going to effect others, and empathizes with just about everyone. She even has no problem feeling sorry for the bad guys. Despite her apparent weakness, she is quite a fast learner and thinker. When sizing up situations, she tries to do it as fast as possible and then act. She is pretty knowledgeable about animals and the ways of nature and science.

History: When she was actually alive, Erika's family lived in a large manor on the east coast. They were quite wealthy, and they had five children, Erika included, living in the house. Even though her family was large, and there was plenty of money to play with, Erika often found herself overlooked and lonely. No one really understood her, and they thought her somber attitude a downer. Her only friends were the pets her mother allowed her to have-- a dog, two cats, a horse and several large birds. She was utterly fascinated with them, and studied them closely.

One day Erika's father found out that the family was out of money and that they would no longer be able to continue living rich. This didn't bother Erika, but the others were slowly loosing it. This was probably the most miserable part of her life, and she just wanted to get away from it all. Her pets, her only comfort, were taken away because they were too expensive to keep. It was effecting everyone in her family, and one night while her father was driving them home from an expensive dinner, the arguing and stress mounted and their car crashed. Thus began Erika's life as a ghost. At first she didn't know what to do with herself, but after wandering around aimlessly, she came upon Team Phantom and discovered that perhaps she could do some good with her terrible life.

Powers: The only ghostly powers Erika can do are intangibility and small ectoplasmic energy balls. Aside from those two ghostly powers, Erika can transform her body into several different animal shapes. Her favorites are a bear, a toucan, a fox, a crocodile, and an orca. Each of these forms has their own natural animal abilities (claws, flight, etc.) in addition to the other two ghost powers that Erika has.

Other: Nothing!

RP Sample: *taken from Showgan*

Zachary
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"Where the heck did that stupid girl go?" Zachary said through gritted teeth, just now realizing how chilly it was outside in the morning air. A small breeze was blowing and he was in the shade. That girl was finding someone, right? What if she forgot, or didn't care, and was just going to leave him here?!

Furthermore... where was Ron? He'd be with the others, right? Something had been going on this morning in the Pokemon Center, that much he knew. From the lack of laughter and happy cheers, he was guessing that it wasn't good. Well, sitting, or laying, or whatever dangling out a window like this would be called, was not helping him find out any sooner.

"Umph!" he grunted, wiggling his body a bit. However, this only caused his upper body to move out of the opening farther and knock him off balance. "Waah!" he said unsteadily, eyes widening in slight fear. He hadn't realized it in the dark last night, but those tree-like bushes did not look fun to fall into. One of them, he had noticed, held what appeared to be spiky black berries. Some sort of pokeberry no doubt, but they looked painful to swallow.

Then he heard it... a strange buzzing sound that was oddly familiar. His head whipped around in an effort to locate it. "Magnemite?" Zachary said aloud, still searching, his hazel eyes darting back and forth, "You here?"

{Correct,} came a monotone, computer-like voice.

{Correct? Why can't you just say: 'yeah'?} came a second, this one more familiar, as it was Ron's!

"Ron!" replied Zachary, a smile appearing on his face, "Where--?"

{Down here of course! What am I; floating?} the pokemon replied with a smile under his metallic helmet. Zachary peered down to the ground as well as he could without falling or scraping his head on a rough branch. There was the little Aron, standing between two trunks of tree-bushes, and floating slightly above him was Electron the Magnemite.

"Ron what are you doing out here? What's going on? How are the others? Did you see what happened last night?" he asked quickly, wanting answers to all of them as quick as possible.

Ron stood on his two back feet and put up two stubby arms. {Whoa there! All in good time Zach!} he paused, eyeing his trainer with an eyebrow raised, {I've got a question or two for you myself.... Anyway, we were out here hiding. I'm not entirely sure what's goin' on. I haven't been in the Pokemon Center since last night, so I don't know how the others are, and I saw some of what happened last night, but not much.}

Zachary nodded, "Yes, yes, well out with it! What happened to you?"

{I was woken up a little when you moved me to go to the bathroom last night,} the small pokemon began.

"How'd you know I had to go?" the boy interrupted, frowning a little.

{It's the only thing that would wake you up from a deep sleep! Plus... your position at the moment,} Ron said with a chuckle, pointing at the window, {Now, if you please? I thought that you'd be okay with doing your business, but you didn't return right away, so I got off the bed to go look for you. Then I heard some shuffling, and saw that something weird was going on! I thought maybe you were in trouble, so I started looking around. But then something tried to take me! So I ran off out through the lobby out here and hid, hoping nothing bad was happening to you.}

{That is precisely when I found him,} Electron buzzed in, causing Ron to give him an annoyed look, {I took him to a safe place to hide himself away, and when we were sure the danger had passed, we emerged.}

Ron cleared his throat, {A-hem! So as I was saying, then we heard you yell for help and went looking through the bushes! And here you are!}

Zachary frowned at this odd information, "What did they want? Pokemon?"

{Let's hope that was all it was about,} Ron said gravely, {They sure were stealthy.}

 

[Scales]

So Origin. I dont mean to sound desperate or annoying but when will the roleplay start?

 

[parallelzero]

Light_Azumarill, accepted.

I will start later tonight, since I have company over at the moment.

 

[Scarlet Weather]

OOC: I can't believe no one has guessed what I based Felix off of yet. Either nobody cares, or nobody has noticed the not-so-subtle hints that I keep dropping... anyway, to avoid this just being pointless spam, I'm going to say that I'm uber-excited that the roleplay is beggining... *waits with patience, but excitement as well*

 

[parallelzero]

OOC: Sorry this is so... ick, but the company stayed later than planned, so I'm typing this really late. It's basically your introductary post. You can control any characters you need to other than the character of someone else. For those of you in H.A.U.N.T, their base is like a huge mansion in the Ghost zone.

Also, whenever I introduce a new device, I'll post a description of it here. If you have a device idea of your own, go ahead to introduce it.

PDA: Phantom Digital Assistant- Developed as a joint operation between Tucker Foley and Jack Fenton, this nifty device can detect ghost signals, provide ghost bios, plus it has internet access! Every Team Phantom member recieves one.

IC:"Of course. I get a signal on the Phantom Radar during soccer practice on this beautiful day, head to the source in this old abandoned warehouse on the edge of town, and it's only the Box Ghost." An irritated Ashe sighed as she made an attempt to drown out the ghosts usual routine. "I wonder if I could get Jack and Maddie to rig this thing to detect everything excluding this sad excuse for a ghost..." She mumbled as she tapped the screen of the white PDA with irritation. When she finally decided that she had heard enough of the Box Ghost, she left the warehouse and made her way back to Phantom HQ; which was basically the Fenton home.

The building hadn't become much different over the course of the three years. Sure, it now had better defences such as a stronger ghost shield and anti-ghost turrets, and the basement had been expanded to hold all of the new inventions and equipment, but it was essentially the same old Fenton house. To accomodate for the members of Team Phantom that had no home to go to, they also added two floors to the top of the building which contained rooms for ghosts and humans alike to reside in. It wasn't much, but over the past week of living there, Ashe had come to like it.

"Heeey, Ashe! How was your fifth day at school!" An oblivious Jack Fenton asked as Ashe entered the kitchen. Over the three years, he hadn't changed much himself. He still looked, acted, and dressed basically the same. He was still the incompetant, clumsy, orange-jumpsuit wearing oaf he was before, only he now recognized that not all ghosts are evil, thanks to Danny. Despite his faults, he is still a very brave, ingenius inventor who can be very mature... when he wants to be. "Danny and Dani are downstairs in the basement if you need them! Remember, we're a team, and if something is bothering you, you should tell us!"

"Jack... what are you going on about? Nothing is wrong. I'm just irritated because your stupid radar made me miss soccer practice for an encounter with the Box Ghost!" Was the only response Jack got before she headed up to her room. Despite her popularity at school, she didn't like to be around people that much, which was one of her more obvious flaws. Despite everything that had happened the past week, she still felt like she didn't belong.

 

[Scales]

OOC: Well the roleplay starts

IC: Cain floated through the air. It was afternoon and he was glad. It had been a tough day at school. He barely a math test and was used a puching bag during gym class. He was really glad that he could finnaly relax after school. The past week was dreadfull. Staying up till 1 AM fighting a ghost.

Cain deghosted then started walking on the sidewalk. He prefered walking since it was inconspicuous and it was relaxing. He walked up to the door of his house and opened the door. He closed it then placed his keys on the kitchen table. Then he went up to his room and took his PDA off its charger. Let me see. Lets check some EMAIL. . Then he scrolled over to his email and noticed he had one new message. Oooh, I havent had a new message in ages. He scrolled up to it and noticed it was just spam again. When will I get some good email?. Realising he wasnt tired he walked downstairs again. Maybe I will take a walk. There is nothing better to do. So Cain walked outside and breathed in some fresh air again. After putting his PDA in its protective case and placed it in his pocket he started walking.