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[she laughs slightly] Not really, I'm just a pretty good guesser. What's your name?
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@chastitylane
Am I that obvious?
[she laughs slightly] Not really, I'm just a pretty good guesser. What's your name?
I'm getting a weird feeling.
Very true but usually im fine with the weirdness around this place…I just feel dread or something….Like something bad is going to happen.
Ah, I see. Well, have you gotten yourself into trouble with anyone around here lately? Some of the people here are quite... enthusiastic about revenge.
[He laughs, leaning against the wall nearby with his arms crossed over his chest.] Isn’t it everyone’s?
Nah, there's a couple of ghosts in the house that absolutely refuse to have fun. [turning to face him, she looks him up and down and smirks] I assume you're not one of them though, am I right?
I'm getting a weird feeling.
Well that's not uncommon around here.
[invisible, she blows slightly on the back of an unsuspecting person's neck, laughing silently as they jump] Ah, screwing with college kids. One of my favorite pastimes.
Meet Chastity ‘Cassie’ Lane, a ghost whom is eternally seventeen years old; she’s been trapped in the Murder House since her death in 1999. Cassie is portrayed by Sasha Pieterse, and is currently taken.
“Got different people inside my head, I wonder which one that they like best. I’m done with trying to have it all, and ending up with not much at all…”
✔ → Bold + Intelligent + Imaginative ✘ → Self-Concious - Deceiving - Anxious
↳ THE STORY
From the beginning, there was something about Chastity that set her apart from the other Westfield High students. Whether it was her ongoing fascination with the neighboring “Murder House” or her knack for being in the wrong places at the wrong time, Chastity never fit in. In the three years she attended high-school, she found herself victim to many of her classmates cruel pranks and jokes, lowering any self-esteem she had previously. Her mother and father both worked full-time jobs, leaving them little to no time to spend with their only daughter. Left to fend for herself, Chastity never told either of her parents about her experience at school, worried that she would upset them. An outcast even in her own home, the only time Chastity was truly happy was when she was alone.
On Halloween night, 2008, the loneliness became too much and Chastity took a shotgun from her father’s bedside drawer, got in her car, and drove all the way to the infamous Murder House. Alone in front of the house, she stood in the shadow of her car, ignoring the faint murmurs behind her. In her fragile state, Chastity shot herself on the front lawn, her body just barely missing the edge of the property. The next morning her parents would file a missing persons report, and within a few days the entire town would be searching for her. No one would ever find her body, for shortly after her death, Chastity’s body disappeared.
Upon waking up, Chastity was scared and confused, refusing to believe she had died. This denial went on for years, and in this period of time Chastity went in and out of hiding, turning up in random places for a few days and then vanishing again. After three long years of hiding, Chastity went slightly out of her mind. When she finally came out of hiding for good, Chastity vowed to be nothing like her old self, creating an alter ego and renaming herself ‘Cassie’. In Chasity’s eyes, Cassie is perfect. Cassie is never hurt or used, she only hurts and uses other people. She is the ultimate display of power, and the true Chastity hides behind that. But who knows, someone may break her.
↳ THE CONNECTIONS:
Cassie has no connections.
*throws the ball into the corner of the basement*
Huh. You do this a lot, don’t you?
*shrugs* Thaddeus deserves to to have fun too.
Well, aren't you a good big brother?[walks closer and peers over his shoulder, cocking her head] I bet he's lonely. I would be.
*throws the ball into the corner of the basement*
Huh. You do this a lot, don't you?
No, No-One don't eat that.
My husband’s underwear.
Oh, lovely. [she smiles] You're married, huh? You look a little young.
I don’t think it’s the side of the bed that’s pissing me off, I think it’s the fact that there’s a pathetic little sorority bitch in my room, thinking she can go through my fucking things with no consequences. Yeah, he’s one of my best friends, hence the room-sharing. *She scoffs* I’m not playing the victim, and don’t act like you know me ‘cause you don’t know a fucking thing about me.
I'm not in the sorority, but nice try though. I guess you 'shouldn't act like you know me, Sydney, you don't know a fucking thing about me'. [she smirks] Ooh, consequences? Was that a threat?
*Sydney keeps her eyes firmly fixed on the girl, almost shaking with anger but trying to compose herself* Yeah, we share the room but, again, that’s really fuck all to do with you. *Her eyes narrow and she takes a step forward* Was that supposed to be a threat?
[she laughs] Jesus Christ, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Sleeping in the same room, huh? I'm sure you two are great pals. [she snickers again, more at herself than anything] A threat? Nah, not really. But if you want to play the victim of this situation.. I guess you can take it as one. You sure do seem like the type to play the victim, right Sydney?
Well, after a while it’ll lose it’s novelty and you’ll be just as bored as I am…
[she laughs] Somehow I doubt it. I've been here since 1999 and I always find something to do. Sometimes you've just got to... [she bites her lip, thinking] Sometimes you've just got to step out of your comfort zone, try something new. Now it looks like you haven't stepped out of your comfort zone in a while, am I right?
Please tell me that’s sarcasm?
[she raises her eyebrows] Nope. I always find things to do. It honestly feels like there are new people here every single day.
I’m beginning to wonder if dying of boredom is actually possible…
Bored? In this house? You're crazy.
No, No-One don't eat that.
What are we not eating?
*She glares at her, gritting her teeth* What the hell is wrong with you? Get your fucking hands off his bag. The letters are none of your business, and it’s easy to have privacy if bitches like you stay out of places that you don’t fucking belong.
[she removes her hand from the bag but still stands close by it, watching] Your room, huh? Are you sharing it with him, then? Jacob? [she gestures again to the bag] You've sure got a load on your shoulders, Sydney. I'd be careful if I were you.