Do you believe in ghosts?

An ask blog for a 'haunting' Jacksepticeye ego au Ran by @cillpiines and @bashfulmusician. We'll be your 'ghost hosts' 👻👻👻 Available for asks: Chase and "Anti" Brody INBOX is open!!!

[jse-ghost-au]

Who used to own the house before you moved here?

Chase: To be honest? No idea. All I know is that I got this place dirt cheap because the realator was desperate to get rid of it.

Anti:....Chase.

Chase: Yeah, bud?

Anti:....Why was he desperate to get rid of it?

Chase: Um he....didn't say, heh.

[jse-ghost-au]

The Beginning: Chapter Two

The house was barely lit, almost silent save for the creaks of the settling structure. Much to Anti’s chagrin, Chase was determined to tuck Anti in.

“Ugh, I’m not a kid, Chase.” He flopped backwards onto his bed, just barely having been put together and made a few hours ago. He rolled his eyes as the adult pulled the comforter over him.

The man chuckled. “I know you’re not, trust me. But with how freaked out you were earlier, I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable sleeping tonight.” Anti turned away from him with a groan.

“I wasn’t that scared! Besides, you didn’t see what I saw!” Gosh, why couldn’t Chase believe him? He had seen that door slam! And all sorts of other weird things had been happening to him too, but Chase didn’t see any of it!

“Ok, ok, truce. I didn’t see what you saw. But I still want to make sure that you feel safe tonight, can you agree with that much?”

“Mfffh…fine. I guess.” He turned back to begrudgingly face Chase again, still pouting.

“There you go.” Chase ruffled Anti’s hair and switched on the bedside lamp. “I’m right across the hall, alright, kiddo?”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” “G’night, Anti.” “…Night.” Chase smiled and switched off the bedroom light.

A storm started just a half hour later. The window shutters banged incessantly, the wind howled, and thunder crashed. Most people may have trouble sleeping with such a racket, but not Chase Brody. He had fallen asleep a few moments before it began and remained dead asleep throughout. His snores only seemed to add to the noise outside. However, Anti was not so lucky.

He had been awake since Chase tucked him in, tossing back and forth from side to side. He had tried flipping his pillow over, putting it on the other end of the bed, curling on his belly, flopping onto his back, nothing that he tried had worked. And the storm certainly was not helping.

Each peal of thunder sent a – dare he say it – jolt of fear down his spine. He usually slept with Chase whenever storms got bad, but he was not about to do that tonight! He was twelve years old, almost thirteen! There was no way he was going to be a baby about a little rain!

Another thunderclap sent him cowering under his blankets, but then he paused. He was hiding from rain. As a flash of lightning illuminated the room, he cautiously exposed his face.

Another peal of thunder almost sent him hiding again, almost, but it didn’t. He set his face on the rain-spattered window and watched the waterfall cascade. Another flash saw him sitting up in bed to watch the weather.

The more he watched, the less afraid he felt. After a while, the cascade over the window turned into a pattering of water so he could see the trees outside.

‘Nice! I can handle a little rain!’ A determined and proud grin crossed his face. ‘Maybe I can check out the house now. I mean I’m awake anyway.’ He crawled out of bed, dragging his blanket after him like a cloak. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a small flashlight, turning it on with a soft click. He padded out into the hallway.

Outside his room, he could see Chase’s door was wide open. He flashed the light inside and saw the man sprawled out on the bed, an arm and leg hanging off loosely and the blanket kicked onto the floor. His snores were obnoxiously loud, and Anti had to cover up a snicker.

‘They do say that dads snore really loud’ He turned and made his way down the hall.

Thunder and lightning crashed and flickered outside, emanating an atmosphere of fear. Yet Anti determinedly kept walking, not allowing himself to run back like he wanted to. He was going to explore the house!

He took notice of the old wallpaper, some parts of it peeling away to reveal the old paint underneath. ‘Probably lead paint’ he thought to himself with a grimace. He peeled some of the already weak paper from the wall, then paused.

Underneath was what appeared to be the corner of a door. ‘What?’ He peeled more of the paper away to reveal a door was indeed set in the wall. ‘Who would cover up a door and hide it like that?’ He reached out for the doorknob when a cold chill set over him. He pulled his blanket tight around himself and shivered. 

When it seemed that the cold would not leave, he reached again for the knob. ‘I gotta see what’s in here.’ Down the hall a door slammed shut with a bang, startling him into letting go. He turned to stare out into the darkness, looking for an open window or Chase sleepwalking again. Nothing.

He waited for something, anything to happen, then turned back to the door. Before he could reach for it, however, a voice whispered hoarsely into his ear, “NO...” 

He shrieked and whipped around, but no one was there.”Chase?” he called out. No response. “This isn’t funny. Whoever you are, stop scaring me.” Silence answered him, save for a creaking door a few feet away. He experimentally reached again for the doorknob. The door instantly slammed shut in response.

“Do you not want me opening the door?” “No...” This time the voice was a little ways off to his right, near the door itself. He started and backed away in fear. “Ok...I won’t.” He turned back to another door opening slowly, this one on his left.

“Is there just one of you?” “No.” Anti thought that he saw two misty figures for a brief second, then they were gone. “Ok... Did you guys slam the door earlier when I was in my room?” 

For a moment there was silence, then a nearby box opened. A dry erase marker floated out of it, then uncapped itself and began writing on the ripped wallpaper on the ground. ‘Yes’. 

“Uh, ok. That...that scared me.” ‘Sorry’. Anti hugged himself tightly, the blanket comforting. “I’m gonna, go back to bed.” He backed away slowly, eyes wide with fear. 

“Are you guys bad? Like, are you gonna hurt me or my dad?” “No. We’re...good....” A scrap of wallpaper floated up to land in Anti’s shaking hand. ‘We mean you no harm, young lad. We apologize for the fright, go on and get some rest.’  Anti dropped the wallpaper, shaking with fright.

“Ok, I’m gonna just...go back to bed now.” He turned back and ran into Chase’s room, crawling into the man’s bed without any hesitation.

“Huh? Anti? Wha’s wrong?” Chase sleepily turned over and put an arm over the shaking lump beside him. 

“Ghosts...there’s ghosts in the hall, Chase.” Chase Brody was wide awake now, switching on the bedside lamp and pulling the covers back. 

“There’s no such thing as ghosts, Anti. Do you want to sleep here tonight?” “Go look! One was whispering in my ear and another one was writing on wallpaper! Go see!”

Chase stood and stumbled to the door, “If it’ll make you feel better, bud. Want to come with me?” “NO!” “Alright” ‘Must have been some nightmare to make him like this.’ 

He switched on the hall light and made his way down it. He paused when he found a door set in the wall, it had seemingly been hidden behind a layer of wallpaper. 

He picked up a few scraps littering the floor, inspecting them. ‘No writing.’ He went to reach for the doorknob, but stopped himself. ‘I’ll bet there’s mold back there. The realtor said something about a mold issue that made the last owner move out.’ He let go of the doorknob and turned to walk back. 

“Hey Anti, I’m back.” “Did you see them? Did you see it?” “Nothing too spooky, bud, but I’ll call about that mold issue tomorrow. I think that must be the room that the realtor mentioned. He said there was an area of the house that had really bad mold, so bad that they just closed it up.” 

Anti sat up and glared at Chase. “You don’t believe me.” “I believe you, I do! I just think maybe you had a really bad dream.” “Did you open the door?” “Well, if the mold is bad enough to need shut away, I don’t think opening the door is smart.” 

Anti sighed and flopped over, pulling the blankets over himself. “Fine.” 

Chase frowned and sat on the edge of the bed. “Anti, I believe you. You were scared and that’s ok! It’s a new house, there’s a bad storm, and we’ve had a rough time. It’s ok to be nervous in a different place.” 

“I’m fine, Chase.” “No you’re not, not if you’re still hiding.” Anti paused, then grumbled and pulled the blanket back. “’m not scared.” “Alright, Anti.” The child hugged Chase. “I’m only hugging you because it’s cold.” “Alright, Anti.” “...I’m not scared. I’m not a baby.” “Alright, Anti.”

[jse-ghost-au]

Chase: I love him so much!!

[jse-ghost-au]

Blep

[jse-ghost-au]

Did you get my ask? If not it was does chase have any siblings if no would he like to have some

((Sorry about such a late reply! We did get your ask, we’re working on answering it! Don’t worry! ))

[jse-ghost-au]

So Anti what kind of movies do you watch? I like adventure and gory stuff

Anti glances around, looking for Chase. “Tween you an’ me, I like horror. But don’t tell Chase - he thinks they’ll give me nightmares.”

“What was that, Anti?” “Nothin’!”

[jse-ghost-au]

Is Robbie there with you guys?

Chase: “Robbie? Who’s Robbie? Hey Anti, is he one of your friends?” Anti: “Uh, no?” He rolls his eyes. Chase: “I guess we don’t know one, sorry!”

[jse-ghost-au]

So tell me, why'd you two decide to move?

Chase shrugs. “Well, life happens and oppurtunities come and go. Besides, Anti needed a change of pace. School in the city just isn’t how it used to be.”

Anti crosses his arms. “He means that we needed a different place to live ‘cause the apartment sucked. An’ he needed a new job.” The tween bumps Chase’s arm. “Sorry, but it’s the truth, Chase.”

“…Well, I did need a better job and the living conditions weren’t…great.” He coughs and looks away for a moment, then lifts his head with a smile. “Yep, that’s basically why we’re here! An’ we love it!”

Anti scoffs. “One of us does.”

[jse-ghost-au]

"Hey, everybody!!!"

Anti: Dang. Could you be any louder?

Chase: I can't help it, Anti! I'm excited to be here! AND we get to answer questions? That's awesome!

Anti: Yeah, whatever. I guess Chase an' I are answering yer guys' questions. Not like there's anythin' to know. Just that he's a doofus who can't buy a good house.

Chase: Aw, come on! This'll be fun! Feel free to ask us anything!

Anti: 'Cept me.

Chase: ESPECIALLY him.

///Ask box is open and practically empty (we have two questions and Cilli is already hard at work on them). Please send us some questions! They help build the story along and who knows - you may learn something early ;)

[jse-ghost-au]

Promo Time!!!

Hi, welcome to a ghostly JSE ego au! This is run by myself (bashfulmusician) and the wonderfully talented @cillpiines The ask box is open, so feel free to send in some questions! (Chase and Anti Brody are the only characters available…for now ;)

[jse-ghost-au]

Sorry about the confusion if you tried to send in an ask - NOW the inbox is open! (my bad, I didn't have the inbox enabled)

[jse-ghost-au]

Promo Time!!!

Hi, welcome to a ghostly JSE ego au! This is run by myself (bashfulmusician) and the wonderfully talented @cillpiines The ask box is open, so feel free to send in some questions! (Chase and Anti Brody are the only characters available...for now ;)

[jse-ghost-au]

The Beginning: Chapter One

The old, beat-up car pulled up in front of the equally beat-up house, windows rolled down and music blasting.

"Well Anti-boy, this is it!" Chase Brody turned to the tween in the passenger seat as he cut the engine.

Headphones were unwillingly pulled away from green hair. The twelve-year-old tucked his phone into his pocket and glared up at the house. "You said we were gettin' a house, not a dump."

The man, accustomed to outbursts and pessimism, simply gave a sheepish grin. "Well, there was a reason it was on the market so cheap. 'Sides, this means we can make it into anything we want."

Anti rolled his eyes and whipped open the car door. "Whatever. As long as I don't wake up to Michael Myers standing over me."

The two-story house loomed over the small car. The windows peered down like eyes as wooden shutters swung lazily in the afternoon breeze. Just behind an upper glass panel, a shadow seemed to dart past - or perhaps it was only a curtain left to rot and fade.

"Ok Anti, let's get this car empty so we can get some dinner." Chase opened the hatch to reveal the boxes and bags threatening to spill out. "I think I left the snacks and soda buried underneath all this, so we'll have to get it all inside before we can eat."

Anti, meanwhile, pretended not to hear him as he replaced his headphones and blasted rock music.

"Anti? Anti?! Did you hear me? We need to work together on this-" The front door answered him with a resounding creak.

Anti removed his headphones once the door closed behind him, the house's atmosphere too somber for Black Sabbath. He padded silently from room to room, the only noise being the creak of timeless structures and the whistle of the wind outside.

'Just my luck, he got us a haunted house AND it'll be a stormy night.' He rolled his eyes and tossed his duffel bag onto a bare mattress. As he unpacked his clothes and bedsheets, he could not shake the feeling of eyes staring at his back.

"Very funny, Chase. Stop staring at me and trying to creep me out." In response, the door to the hall squeaked open slowly. Anti whipped around.

"Ok, I'm laughing. Now stop that." The words, meant to sound biting, came out with a slight tremor. No one answered.

The boy stared for a long while, then a corner of his mouth tilted up into a lopsided smile. "Dang, you trying to kill me?"

All of a sudden, the door slammed shut. The temperature around him dropped twenty degrees as he gripped his arms tightly around himself.

For a long moment, he said and did nothing but try to steady his breathing. Then he scoffed and turned back to his unpacking. "Ooh, are you going to jump out of the closet now?"

Unknown to him, the closet door swung open slowly,  almost in retaliation.

~~~ Hey, mun Juni here! Welcome to the blog! This will be co-ran by the lovely artist @cillpiines and myself (you may know me as @bashfulmusician ). Right now only Anti and Chase are available for questions, but more characters will appear later on! Feel free to ask away! :)