GLASS COFFIN.

right now they're building a coffin your size.

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im half tempted to do human!barbie threads bc she was a completely different person when she was alive

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uhm i love writing ghosts ??

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   ( BOLD   all that apply .   ITALICIZE   leaning or former . )

[ WEALTH ] $ Financial   :   wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty / shes dead ✚ Medical   :   fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable ✪ Class or Caste   :   upper / middle / working / street trash / unsure / shes dead ✔ Education   :   qualified / unqualified / studying / other ✖ Criminal Record   :   yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but has not been caught yet

[ FAMILY ] ◒ Children   :   has a child or children / has no children / wants children / verse dependent ◑ Relationship with Family   :   close-ish with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased ◔ Affiliation   :   orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s) / not applicable

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ] ♦ extroverted / introverted / in between ♦ disorganized / organized / in between ♦ close-minded / open-minded / in between ♦ calm / anxious / in between ♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between ♦ cautious / reckless / in between ♦ patient / impatient / in between ♦ outspoken / reserved / in between ♦ leader / follower / loner / in between ♦ empathetic / unempathetic / in between ♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between ♦ traditional / modern / in between ♦ hard-working / lazy / in between ♦ cultured / uncultured / in between ♦ loyal / disloyal / in between ♦ faithful / unfaithful / in between

[ BELIEFS ] ★ Faith   :   monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / spiritual / it’s complicated ☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits   :   yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✮ Belief in an Afterlife   :   yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✯ Belief in Reincarnation   :   yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ❃ Belief in Aliens   :   yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✧ Religious   :   orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious ❀ Philosophical   :   yes / no / idk

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ] ❤ Sexuality   :   heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / demisexual / grey ❥ Sex   :   sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable / naive and clueless ♥ Romance   :   romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless ❣ Sexually   :   adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious / inhibited ⚧ Potential Sexual Partners   :   male / female / agender / other / none / all ⚧ Potential Romantic Partners   :   male / female / agender / other / none / all

[ ABILITIES ] ☠ Combat Skills   :   excellent / good / moderate / poor / none   ≡ Literacy Skills   :   excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✍ Artistic Skills   :   excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✂ Technical Skills   :   excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ] ☕ Drinking Alcohol   :   never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead ☁ Smoking   :   trying to quit / never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead ✿ Other Narcotics   :   never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead ✌ Medicinal Drugs   :   never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead ☻ Indulgent Food   :   never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead $ Splurge Spending   :   never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead ♣ Gambling   :   never / sometimes / frequently / to excess / shes dead

[dailyelena]

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bloodsnaps:

    as it would happen, being murdered is traumatic. like murderers sometimes do, ghosts will return to the crime scene. it’s completely normal to hyacinth that barbie would reclaim mirrors for herself. so he never asks. so he’s used to see barbie around the house – prancing across a reflective surface or jumping from diosa’s compact to the mirror she’s in now. his hand pauses in its work as he leans back.

      ’     hi babs.     ’

    the object in question isn’t all that big. about the size of the dagger diosa keeps on her at all times and shines bone white. it’s bone white because it is bone, sacrificially given by noel god knows how long ago. ’ it’s a staff, ’ hyacinth says, pausing to laugh because it obviously doesn’t look anything of the sort. he would even say it looks a bit like an expensive pen. he surely treats it that way.  ’    my saint gave to me when i was younger. – you know it’s one sure fire way to really kill me.    ’

       ❛ your saint, ❜ she echoes, brows arching while the remainder of her face stays placid. ❛ far out. ❜ she knows about hyacinth, what he is, what he does, where he goes. there's a violation in his life that is her presence but to barbie it's cosmic retribution. daily her childhood home, place of work, and the place she died are violated by voyeurs and white girls with jeffrey dahmer tattoos. people invade her identity, she invades theirs. there's no malice with hyacinth, though. she wouldn't stay by his side if she didn't like him.

      barbie wrings her hands together. ❛ cin, can i ask a favor? some kids went to my grave to take pictures and they stomped on all the flowers. can you bring me some new ones? nothing fancy. ❜ she knows who did it and she's already given them a week’s worth of nightmares, manipulating their images in their mirrors. ones gone so far as to cover all reflective surfaces in her house. serves her right.

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bloodsnaps:

    it just be like that sometimes. if diosa had to rank this encounter it’d be one of the more normal ones. besides, diosa has been seeing spirits since she was a child and barbie has been attached to her for quite sometime. diosa knows about the murder. she, by no means, is a person who extensively studies murders. as a lawyer, she took all those criminal classes. in general, she’s caught those ID discovery specials.

    diosa locks her stare on barbie. warmth is detectable in her slow smile, fingers tucking hair behind her ear. her hair quickly becomes unraveled once again. it’s rare to actually see diosa encased in her own four walls. diosa wonders what she should say for a moment. re-working the case ?  ’    detectives never get better at their job. i could’ve had this solved already.   ’

        ❛ probably could have. ❜ barbie agrees, looking idly at all of diosa's things. there's a picture of her with another, someone she's seen with a witch recently. a wolf unlike any she's ever seen. barbie's arms are folded across her chest as she moves. ❛ he must be 80 now. have a hard time imagining they're going to wheel in someone's grandfather. ❜ barbie hopes he's dead. and if he's not, she hopes she finds him before he goes in his sleep. her means won’t be peaceful.

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starsforged:

     “No, but – -” Most of them can’t do THIS, she just barely stops short of saying. Best not to tip her whole hand to a decades-old ghost right off the bat – not until she knows w h y she’s here.

     “Yeah. Lexington Ghost, right?” Lilith fills in, voice soft. Being more legend than human? It strips something away from a person, over time. “I… Let’s just say, you’re not the first DEAD PERSON I’ve ever talked to.” So she’s done her homework. Researched countless names, cases, faces – anything that could help her know more. Help them rest. 

       This is one of the few times that knowledge ever comes in handy. But, of course, Barbie already seems WELL AWARE of what she is, if the mirrors surrounding them are any sort of indication. So Lilith closes her eyes, focuses all her energy on the specter behind the woman. It takes a minute, but eventually they dissipate, mirrors fading back to solid wall in their wake. “Look, I’ve already seen more than enough people who don’t even k n o w they’re dead yet reliving their last moments. So can we just – skip the parlor tricks this time, please?”

       ❛ okay, ❜ barbie says evenly, with a shrug. she begins walking around the space, looking at the blank walls as if she's admiring something unseen on them. was she going to replay her death for lilith's horror? no, not directly. sometimes it helps barbie, setting the scene and having others put their impressions upon it. maybe they can provide lost details. maybe they can help her.

      ❛ so, you do this often? talk to ghosts. ❜ she's still circling the space, not really looking at lilith as she speaks. she candidly admitted barbie is not her first. that's a new feeling for her, she must admit. she has more power than other spirits do, can do things more easily than they can. people who see ghosts usually don't see them like they can barbie. she can’t explain why.

      being in dreams is equal to swimming through thoughts. some surface and interact with her like spectral fish, others shy away. she spies the name 'lilith' in the waters around her, but she lets it go. ❛ you have me at a disadvantage. i don't know your name. ❜ no more tricks.

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       ❛ take it easy. i'm probably not here to do anything bad. ❜ | @scldiermade

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       barbie had cards read for her a handful of times when she was alive. she thought it was fun if one didn't take the death card too literally. she's hovering over rafi as someone named 'merry' pulls cards from the deck. barbie moves behind the wolf, her spectral hand guiding the other’s to a card that just feels more 'right'. | @exulantis

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       she likes this dream. it's dark and cool but it's a relief to the hot summer's day that's just said goodbye. the water ripples with the breeze and houses the reflection of the moon above it, bright and full. her feet make sound as she walks across the rickety wooden dock towards where the other sits. she sits besides them comfortably, like she knows them. like they're expecting her. | @ineveryvein

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       her death is not really a selling point of the art gallery, but people will do what they will with tragedy. briefly, the owner reopened the reflection room with the argument that it was 'integral to the art community' but people would only take selfies in front of the mirrors and claim that was the spot that barbie died. they didn't realize the those mirrors were in an evidence lockup, never to see the light of day, but it didn't stop people from trying to get into that locked room. she doesn't return here often; if she does, it's to look for clues. barbie didn't see the face of the man who took her life and when she recalls him there's a blurry quality to him, a lo-fi recording of a distant memory. | @happymediium

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enlumaria:

     RIAN ALWAYS HAD A feeling that ghosts were real— he’s always been sensitive to the world around him, but now with his Werewolf Powers™, his awareness has been increased one hundred times over. It also made him prone to sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong when he really should be minding his own damn business! He narrows his eyes, gives that glass table a good, long stare. That silhouette sure isn’t his.

          “What’s up, dude?”

       there's a distorted shrug in the reflection before it's gone completely. it moves to the tv screen, more visible now. life feels differently with everyone she comes across. she seen wolves before, but there's something distinctly more earthen about this one. barbie always wonders how many creatures she encountered when she was alive. just another mystery wrapped around her.  ❛ most people cut out by now but you're not 'people', huh. ❜

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starter call !

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dont joke about murder i was murdered once and it offends me

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thanks for already showing me some support over here !! i like having a little escape blog this is nice ! im falling asleep tho so im gonna watch some stuff n dick around a bit ! im warm.....thank u

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starsforged:

      “Barbie Bell.” Stabbed to death in 1967. Murdered, MUTILATED, body left before a mirror for the cops or the c r o w s – whichever found her first. Just like the four who came after her. “And you’re… in my dream.” Of course, she could just be a product of Lilith’s imagination – but Lilith has learned by now that her dreams are a little more complicated than those of most. With Hades for a father, what isn’t?

         Even so… There’s no way she could know that. (IS THERE?) “How?”

          her mother's voice is in the other's briefly, twisted and stitch within the decibels and then it’s gone. barbie seems to harden as her face ices over, but there's a release that can almost be read across her skin. she feels set free, as if there was a curse upon her grave and all she had to hear was her own name. but there's no white light to consume her, no glorious glow to carry her home. she manipulates the dream, the gallery blossoming to life around them. they're surrounded by mirrors that house no reflection. a figure stands behind barbie but their face is a blur that just won't come into focus. she offers a sad shrug, her laugh equally hollow. ❛ bonus of dying, doll. learned a few new tricks. you knew my name. people don't call me 'barbie' anymore. ❜

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