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Who: Everyone!
What: The Ghost Plot log
When: Jan 14th->28th
Where: All over the place.
Warnings: Ghost stuff, violence, will add more as they become a thing.
Notes: The plot post for those who haven't seen it yet.
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A New Year A New You

Ghosts.

John warned people. She told them not to interact with the ghosts. Persephone warned people. She told them that some of them weren’t ghosts at all. But no one listened. And after three months whatever tenuous hold the Sphere had upon those ghosts have been broken. The ghosts are here, and they are hungry. They’re hungry for life, for knowledge, to give people knowledge and of course to make certain that the Sphere becomes a city of the dead like them.

For the most part, the ghosts are feral, even the ones that have been fine before as they slipped in and out of being around and not. But they are not all ghosts of people. No, they are the ghosts of everything that has had a body that has died in the Sphere: sirens, skeletons, androids, people. How much less intelligent they were determines how feral and animal like the ghosts have become and how violent their attacks will be. For example: the most violent ghosts are the sirens, following that are the skeletons, following that the ghosts of NPCs with ghost of player characters lasting the longest.

Other than Annie I mean. She has a special part to play later.

Ghosts are drawn to single parties, or to small groups of them, the life the people offer like a beacon in the blackness of their minds. Their attacks aren’t coordinated—more often than not they’re simply striking out with energy claws and attempting to drain the life out of people. At first fighting them off is relatively easy to do, like a nightmare it’s simply getting away. But as people start to congregate into groups the attacks become larger, more powerful and more dangerous.

It is during this time that weapons will be come apparent: salt of course, placed in a circle around people, anything silver, and people of faith will also be protected. What that faith in is up to you, however.

your character dies as a result of this attack, they will be considered a ghost for the rest of the plot with all that comes with it, including attacking others. If you wish your character to die consider the timing in that. Automatic saving from death is suspended during this plot, but if your character dies they lose any powers they have.

However, there will be some ghosts who will want to talk to your characters. They will want to answer questions for them. Those will be placed in a separate NPC tag below. This is where Annie comes in, so if characters have issues with her, that may be an important thing to consider. Because Annie will remember.

In a desperate attempt to stop the attacks and the Sphere itself, the giant golden glowball will try something dangerous. It’s going to attempt to reset people using their memories. However this is going to backfire badly. Instead it will cause dead characters from people’s past to show up for the last day of the plot only January 28th. No dead characters from the persons home world may appear before then and they will disappear on January 29th. Please keep in mind these will be feral ghosts and not actually the characters themselves and they should be treated as such.

On January 29th at midnight, the Sphere will do something even more desperate: it will kill everyone within the Sphere which means everyone wakes up in their domes in the sunken bed on the floor. There is no penalty involved in this death, no memory loss or anything like that and everyone within the Sphere will be reset and the ghosts will be absent.

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Annie NPC interaction

[spherenpc]

It is very weird for her to be here. Very weird and she doesn't know if she likes it or not. Being deactivated was a choice that she'd made with everyone's safety in mind, and now here she is walking around the only place that she'd called home in her entirely life with haunted, errant circles. Annie's processes aren't sure what is happening, as she sees ghosts in her vision, but she doesn't register them in any other way. Questioning if her senses are malfunctioning, Annie just walks up to the closest person that she finds, her eyes wide and questioning.

For those who didn't know her prior, Annie comes off as entirely human, and there's real emotion in her eyes to go along with the soft waiver of her voice. But the words aren't the ones that she means to ask (no, those are 'what is happening here right now') instead what comes out is: "query mode activated. Do you have any questions on the nature of this place?"

[blindpuppet]

Enis knew what it was to not feel human and to have a program influencing her movements. She didn't know if this woman was like that but her first uttered phrase was enough to put her on edge.

"I have many questions." She spoke slowly, choosing each word with care. "Can I ask who you are first? I don't think we have met."

[spherenpc]

For a moment, Annie doesn't know what to say, but then something crosses her face. The look makes her seem quite desperately human in that moment, even if there's a flash of something more machine behind her eyes. But her voice is soft and wounded sounded when she speaks. "My name is Annie, and I am not supposed to be here. It is not safe for me to be here."

Sayori's Ghost - OTA Any day from the 14th to the 27th]

[dont_notice_me]

Wandering around the Sphere, you might hear soft, low sobbing coming from somewhere. At first, it will seem that it's just your mind playing tricks on you, but soon enough it's clear that this is a very real sobbing. And along with it, you can hear someone call out a name. It's a name you don't recognize though.

If you happen to know Sayori, you'll see it's her, but there's something clearly wrong with her. She seems to be wandering around aimlessly, barefoot and with disheveled clothes, her head staring down at the ground. It'll be even stranger to see her walking barefoot and in light clothes if you are on the snowy side of the domes.

If you approach her, you can hear her say, over and over again, along with the name she's calling out:

"He's not here... He's not here..."

Will you call out to her?


(( ooc: He appearance is pretty close to this, and she's wearing these clothes. The latest the date you pick to encounter her, the more vicious she'll be! ))

January 22th-ish

[unknownmoirai]

"Sayori?" She approached slowly, her hand held out to her friend as if to touch her but she stopped before making contact or getting too close. "Sayori what is it?"

Her voice shook slightly as she took in the tilt to her friends clothing. Inesa didn't remember ever seening Sayori like this. Was this a trick? She felt the presence of a ghost just as she felt the presence of the spirit that had made a home in her torso.

"Who are you looking for?"

[dont_notice_me]

Sayori's ghost had been growing increasingly frustrated as the days passed, with her endless search leading nowhere. Where could he possibly be? She was so alone... so scared...

And then a voice called out her name, and for a moment there was a glimmer of hope. Could it be?

When she turns, her lifeless, glazed eyes just stare at the person in front of her.

No... That's not him. It's never him, is it?

That just causes her frustration and sadness to grow, her small fits clenching and more tears flowing down her face.

"No... You're not him..." She murmurs, clearly ignoring the question directed at her completely. "You are not... you are not..." She replies a couple times, the volume of her voice increasing with every repetition.

"You are not him!! Where is he??" She screams, lounging at Inësa with her empty eyes somehow full of hatred.

Angel "Inësa" | January 28th

[unknownmoirai]

[content warning: I plan to have her get killed by a ghost from her past (Taylor) and come back as a ghost. It will only be for a day so let me know if you want either interaction. You can also find her crying over Taylor's body as a ghost. Also cw for child death and super depressing things.]

Inësa had been trying her best to avoid the ghosts but each day it got a little harder. They passed by her on the way to the clothing shop or on her frequent walks through the park. She saw them wandering around everywhere she went. It was unclear as to what they wanted but with each ghostly presences, she felt a little chill twist unpleasantly up her spine.

She was making her way through the park, picking flowers to make a little snack for Lancelot and a crown for herself when she heard the small familiar coo of a child speaking to her. "Angel? You're my Angel."

The flowers dropped to the ground at her feet as she turned to stare at the young boy. He was maybe eight with shaggy brown hair and dark eyes. There were scratches across his cheek and bruises along his arms that looked as if they had been healing before his death. His clothes and hair were dripping wet, his shirt a few sizes too big for him.

"Why?" The ghostly figure stepped forward. "Why did you hurt me? My Angel wouldn't hurt me. Why?"

Her feet froze in place, her voice catching in her throat as tears welled at the corner of her eyes. "I didn't-"

"Why?" He spoke again and stepped closer.

Inësa shook her head. "I didn't. Taylor." Her fingers rose to her mouth as tears streaked down her cheeks. "It wasn't me. I'm so sorry." She crumbled to her knees and still the ghost moved forward. "I'm so sorry."

The ghost held out his hand as if to offer it to her. "Then come with me. Be my Angel again." His fingers elongated into claws and latched onto Inësa's throat, slowly sucking the life from her body and she did nothing to stop him.

[king_inthenorth]

Jon is just about done with dead people who keep walking after they're not supposed to. First Westeros is overrun by wights and now that he's here, there's Olly, and whoever scared Daenerys like that, and luckily he's managed to lose Ramsay for a moment or two. He could do with not seeing anymore ghosts for five lifetimes.

In his flight from Ramsay, he turns a corner and sees that Inesa now has what seems to be her personal ghost. One reaching out as if to touch her, and she's not stopping him.

"No, don't -- !" He doesn't know what happens if one of these ghosts touches you, but he doesn't want to find out, either. But then it's too late, because the ghost is doing more than touching. He forgets about Ramsay for the moment as he runs in her direction instead. "Inesa!"

[unknownmoirai]

Her eyes widen as the long thin claws latch onto her throat. She wanted to fight him but she couldn't. She had failed Taylor. It was her fault that he was dead and she was finally paying that price.

Tears welled at the corner of her eyes as she hear a familiar voice shout her name. Weakness weighed on her limbs as she turned and reached out towards Jon with a hand. His name balanced on the tip of her tongue, her lips moved to form the syllable but no sound left her throat.

She felt her energy seep from her body as scarlet dots streaked in vibrant trails down her neck.

Jon... I'm sorry.

A tear feel and as Jon reached her, her vision began to fade.

Jon Snow | January 28

[king_inthenorth]

Jon has noticed the ghosts, of course, but he's been able to get away from any that got too close. He's had practice at avoiding the walking dead before, after all. Even if those dead looked different from these dead.

It has probably helped that he hasn't recognized any of the ghosts, either. Until today. Today there's a ghost that's coming for him. A boy, fourteen if he's a day, dressed all in black. He carries a knife in one hand and anyone looking closely enough would see the telltale signs of rope marks around his neck at the base of his skull.

He stares at Jon for a moment, as though deciding what to do with the knowledge that he's here. But Jon knows better than to be fooled this time. As the boy raises the knife in Jon's direction, Jon turns to hurry away from him, moving blindly, in the direction of somewhere that isn't here.

He has to get away.

[toivory]

"Jon!"

Sansa recognizes her brother in all black as he hurries one way. She's about to go the other way when she looks around the corner to see the boy, his knife still held aloft. Not going that way, going with Jon.

"Quick- in here!" She grabs on to Jon's elbow and steers him in the direction of the first door she can find, throwing both of them into the small room and closing the door.

"Who was that!?"

[king_inthenorth]

Doors. Right. He knows what doors are for. It's just a good thing that she's thinking more clearly than he is right now, probably because she's not the one being pursued by a murderous ghost.

"Olly. He was my steward." Which explains who he is, but not why he wants to kill Jon. So he might as well add that and get it done. She'll hear it anyway.

"Wildlings attacked his village. Ygritte killed his father. Then wildlings attacked Castle Black and he killed Ygritte." Maybe she was right. Maybe they should have stayed in that cave. "Then when I let the wildlings through the Wall, he and four other brothers committed mutiny."

He pulls down his shirt to show the scars on his chest, five of them. "I might have survived these, but this one -- " he points at the one right over his heart " -- this one was him. Then came the Red Woman. A priestess of the lord of light. She said she was just doing his will, that he still had a purpose for me." Which is all the explanation he's giving right now, but he doesn't have much more to give, either. "All five of them were guilty of treason, and I executed them."

[unknownmoirai]

Inësa had been trying her best to avoid the ghosts but each day it got a little harder. They passed by her on the way to the clothing shop or on her frequent walks through the park. She saw them wandering around everywhere she went. It was unclear as to what they wanted but with each ghostly presences, she felt a little chill twist unpleasantly up her spine.

She had a connection with spirits, the ability to control them, but she was unpracticed and untrained. Even so, she felt them and heard them. She tried to tun them out but she couldn't completely ignore their cries.

She closed her eyes and when she opened them she noticed Jon standing about a block away. A boy stood in front of him and that same uneasy feeling encased Inesa's chest. "Jon." She whispered his name and rushed towards him. "Jon!" He started moving and she had to run to be heard.

"Jon wait!"

[king_inthenorth]

He doesn't have time to wait, there's a ghost trying to kill him. He won't make her run after him for too long though. He ducks into a doorway that has already been lined with salt and waits for her to come past, then grabs her and pulls her into the doorway too. The ghost of Olly hovers on the other side, unable to follow him.

"Now we have to find some way out of here."

Sansa Stark | Jan 28th

[toivory]

The first time she sees him, she thinks she's making it up. But then she sees him again, and she knows she's not. There's no one else with his piercing eyes and that wicked grin of his. Ramsay Bolton is here. Or, at least, a version of him. Parts of his skin are tore open, flesh and blood and bone visible from the wounds. They're deep, vicious bites, his face swollen and bruised. Yet he still looks as smug as ever.

He locks eyes with her across the room and he starts to walk toward her slowly and deliberately. One hand goes to his doublet, making to pull out what was his favorite knife. Sansa doesn't need to be told twice. Picking up her skirts, she runs in the opposite direction, as fast as she can, trying to keep her breathing even keel even as her eyes blur with tears. There was no reasoning with Ramsay Bolton in life, there surely would be none in his death. Certainly not when she'd been the one to orchestrate it.

But one thing is for sure: She cannot let him get to her. She would rather die.

[song_of_fire]

She doesn't have time to get a good look at Sansa's ghost, though she wouldn't recognize him even if she did. Instead, she charges between Sansa and Ramsay, pulling at Sansa's arm to draw her away.She had purchased a dagger during her time here and drew it, readying it to fight off Ramsay if need be. Without her dragons, she would rely on herself. She would not let any of them be hurt without a fight.

"Run." She said, not breaking her gaze with Ramsay. "Run home quickly."

She wasn't trained with a blade beyond knowing which end to stick a man with, but she didn't lack courage. She had always meant to join her men in battle, but her advisers refused to allow it. Now, there was no one to stop her and reason enough to fight.

"Find Theon or Jon. Just run."

[toivory]

Dany has no way of knowing that Theon is the least useful person in the wake of Ramsay Bolton's ghost. Theon's hardly more than a ghost himself, and she knows if he saw he'd be back, living in Reek's skin once more.

But she doesn't think. She doesn't even think about who grabs her, but she will never tell anyone that the silver hair is a welcome sight.

"Be careful!" Sansa tells Dany, stopping herself from running just for a moment. She cannot be afraid of Ramsay. Not this version of him, back from the dead. "He gets joy from causing pain, do not give him that satisfaction."

She doesn't want to leave her there, hesitating before she reaches back for Dany's wrist.

"You can't stay here!"

[king_inthenorth]

Jon doesn't know if his sword actually does any good against these ghosts or not, but after his earlier encounter with Olly, Jon's got it with him anyway. Just in case.

She won't have to die though. Jon isn't going to let that happen. Too many of his family members have died, starting before he was even born.

And Ramsay, especially, isn't going to be responsible for any more deaths.

He doesn't know if Valyrian steel makes any difference against these ghosts, but that doesn't stop him from drawing his sword and pressing it against Ramsay's throat. He can at least stop Ramsay's progress enough to give Sansa time to get away.

"I'll hold him off. You go."

[toivory]

"Jon!" He's at her rescue again, ever the true knight. She's never actually seen him sword fight up close, but she knows he's good. Ramsays' best with a bow, but at short range...

"How about a rematch?" He asks, before drawing his sword, grinning at Jon.

"Find me at my home!" She yells at Jon. "I need you alive!" She needed to find Theon.

[unknownmoirai]

Inesa didn't know who it was but she saw Sansa's expression and that told her everything that she needed to know. This was someone she knew and possibly the cause of some of her scars. Inesa stepped forward and positioned herself in between Sansa and the ghosts.

"Sansa. Stay behind me." Her voice was steady and strong.

It was easier, being strong for a friend.

Inesa held up her hand and a silvery image glimmered from her palm. "I will not let you touch her." The ghost touched the translucent magical wave and his form shivered, his temper flaring with anger at the object impeding his goal.

"Sansa." Her voice lowered. "Are you alright?"

[toivory]

Sansa did not need to be told twice to stay behind her friend. Once more she couldn't help but feel just a tiny bit useless as her friend began to use her magic. What did Sansa have but a gifted tongue? Everyone else had magic or cool sword skills.

But she ruled.

She didn't want to watch Ramsay as he tried to get past the barrier. She wanted to run from here, but her feet were frozen to the spot. "No," she whispered. She was not alright.

Daenerys Targaryen | Jan 28th

[song_of_fire]

'You don't want to wake the dragon.'

Well it seemed the dragon and wakened. When she first sees Viserys, it's a shot to her gut. He seems almost real almost as though he's here, but it seemed impossible. The hardened gold on his head, the evidence of deep scarring from the burns makes it clear that this Viserys is dead. She had seen horrific scenes in the House of the Undying, but this seemed even more cruel. There was an accusation in his eyes, pain and fury.

She tried to speak, but her voice didn't come. Even her breath felt choked in her throat.

He steps closer to her, pulling free his sword as he raised it toward her. She could only stand and stare, knowing what was coming, but part of her feels she deserves.

Suddenly, there was a jerk at her arm, someone pulling her backwards and away from her brother. They urged her into a run before she could turn to see who meant to save her. "Where are we going?"

[king_inthenorth]

"Somewhere that isn't here." He's got his own sword out, even if it might not be useful against these ghosts. At least he's got a better chance when he's armed. "Somewhere with a door." Those seem to be a good way to put space between people and ghosts.

"I don't know what happens if they touch you, but I don't think we should find out."

[song_of_fire]

She had been too shocked to draw her own dagger. Instead, she stumbled after Jon, letting him guide her away, even as she tried to look back at her brother. A part of her had missed her brother, wished she could see or speak to him again, but not like this. Never like this.

Perhaps that was destroyed by this, realizing that he would look to kill her if he lived again. The dragon woke, but she was no longer a child. She could run, she could survive and she would.

"They don't simply kill you?"

[unknownmoirai]

Inesa knew that Daenerys didn't trust random acts of kindness but that didn't matter. She had only had an instant to act and she wasn't going to hesitate. These ghosts were dangerous and she didn't want to see anyone get hurt because of them.

She grabbed Daenery's wrist and pulled her away from the oncoming ghost.

"Out of sight." Then she'd try and find a way to draw the ghost off so that Daenerys would be safe. "I can fight them but you should get somewhere safe first."