#spooky starters

[wildwcmen]

spooky starters! find more in the source link. open to anyone. | maya is a ghost who haunts your muse’s favorite dive bar. your muse is only just realizing she isn’t actually real/alive/human. neither of them know why your muse is the only one who can see her.

maya had just been relieved that she finally had another soul to speak to. after years of wandering around the dive bar and being ignored, someone had made eye contact with her. it was natural, human, of her to try and make a friend. by this point they had spent nights talking to one another, but finally they’re starting to realize something is off. she didn’t realize that she could feel terror in this form, but she felt it as she heard them asking the bartender questions about her. it’s not until they’re alone again that she materialized in front of them, face grim. “so...now you know.”

[oscar-spccky-archived]

starter for @maidenxfthemxuntains

oscar pulled the cigarette from his mouth, blowing out the smoke with a slight grin. “hey,” he called, waving the girl over. “you’re that one girl that was takin’ pictures on halloween, weren’t you?” he walked up to her. “yeah, see, i was in a shitty mood then. should apologize. could make up for it with a date.” he winked.

[wildwcmen]

spooky starters! find more in the source link. open to anyone. | after jodi ( a witch ) and your muse broke up, your muse requested a memory loss potion to forget them. despite her disapproval, jodi obliged. despite not remembering jodi, your muse is continually drawn to them and they continually have to brush them off.

a book store, really? even her favorite book store wasn’t safe. she had buried her face in the book as soon as she saw them enter, but it’s no use. they seem to be gravitating toward her even when she’s hiding, even with their back to them. their footsteps approaching makes her heart hammer, the smile on her face uneasy as she turns to face them. “i’m reading,” she tries to interject before they can even greet her, mentally berating herself for being so rude. “sorry.”

[wildwcmen]

spooky starters! find more in the source link. open to anyone. | after going through a messy breakup your muse summoned peach, a succubus, for a fun, consensual time to ease the pain. they summoned her in an attempt to avoid commitment and messy one night stands, but she decided to stick around a little longer. too long. who knew demons could be a little clingy?

peach was in the same spot they left her: lounging on the couch, watching reruns of some terrible reality show. truly terrible. “how is this still on air?” is the first thing that she calls out when the front door opens, giggling softly as she rises to her feet. the remote is dropped on the couch as she drags herself to greet her new housemate. “hi, honey. did you remember to get that drink i like? i forget what it’s called...” she hadn’t been summoned from the underworld in a while. “oh! lemonade?”

[wildwcmen]

spooky starters! find more in the source link. open to anyone. | your muse and mackenna finally moved in together! but, mackenna tricked them into moving into a haunted house.

just as she’s about to fall asleep, mackenna hears a loud sound coming from the other room. her eyes snap open, immediately sitting up and tapping on her partner’s arm. “did you hear that?” she whispers, sounding far more excited than afraid. “should we go see what it was?”

[wildwcmen]

spooky starters! open to anyone. ( more in source link ) for cass’s alien verse. your muse was childhood friends with cass when she lived on earth, but as a teenager she faked her death to go live on her home planet (luna/the moon). she’s returned to earth now, living in a different city, but your muse moved there too and they recognized her. cass does not recognize them, at first, because she's an idiot.

it had been her decision to live on the east coast when she returned to earth, settling down in new york city rather than san francisco. it felt far enough that no one would know her, remember her, that her old existence was only a whisper in the winds. she had settled down well enough in her human existence, taking the much needed break from her duties to shop, party, and enjoy all that earth has to offer. the club is dark and she’s already had a few drinks, but as she sidles up to the bar and looks to her left, there’s no denying the familiarity in the eyes she’s staring into. deciding that it’s a trick of the light, she flashes them a polite smile and quickly looks away, fingers tapping nervously against the bar as she tells the bartender her order.

[oscar-spccky-archived]

starter for @namedbear

“hey,” oscar said, walking up to the boy. “you okay, man? you just get beat up or somethin’?” he looked around. not seeing anyone else, he motioned for the boy to come with him. “c’mon, i deal with this shit all the time. lemme help.”

[allhailthebigtalkingbird]

Buzzed Unsolved Starters

Starter sentences: contains swearing and ghosts

We’d better stock up on some knowledge or else we’ll be murdered by ghosts.

This looks like Disneyland. I wouldn’t be surprised if they sell cotton candy in there.

People probably died in that Chipotle we just ate at.

Oh, this room looks like a nightmare; that’s fun.

I’m just gonna lock myself in here with a ghost.

If I have to spend one more minute in this chair, looking at that goofy face I may murder you myself.

This mirror literally has blood dripping from it. But I’m going to order another beer, so we’re good.

You’re on your way to a nightmare, I’m on my way to a nice retreat.

If it will get us out of here, yes. I believe in all of this. Let’s go.

I’m going to cut you off because I don’t give a shit.

I’ve got a better idea, why don’t you go fuck yourself?

I sure can’t smell ya.

Scratch me, asshole! That’s what I’m here for!

Scratch my heart! Scratch up my insides! Give me internal bleeding! MAKE ME SHIT BLOOD.

The only way I’m getting through this is if I keep my fucking. Shit. Together. Sorry, I didn’t mean to swear.

Ignore my tall, idiotic counterpart.

I need me gin!

Knock knock, the boys are here.

No one can see the top of your head, except god.

We’re fancy boys.

I’m one of the stupidest people to ever walk the earth!

We’re both dipshits.

I’m scared of you, I’m not afraid to admit it.

He’s a fucking creature, he can do what he wants.

We reached an agreement for once. Should we high five or something?

Are these demons like big hellish ghouls with just a little blonde wig on?

At some point tonight, I’m going to lock you in there.

You do know I hate you, right?

Let’s tango, baby! Let’s dance!

In case you needed a reminder, this place is a twisting nightmare.

We were really bad at ghost hunting.

This is cool! I love this! Can I sleep here?

You talk to hide from the silence.

Are you asking me for advice? Do I look like the kind of man who could give advice?

Several bad choices have led me to this moment.