⭐⭐ interact w some silly supernatural idiots!!

(Yeah Ik people think rping is cringe but idfk it's fun.) (Also, the oc I'm using is not on this platform yet lmfao)

(RP with Vera? I'm just gonna stick with the prompt given btw)

"ACK-"

I jolt and bump into some random bookshelf unintentionally, as I was frightened due to the sudden beam of light that came directly to my face. I had already been scared by this place, so that made it even worse. Books spilled out of the bookshelf I had jumped into, and clattered to the floor.

I grimace.

"Damn it..."

(If this rp is continued, I'll prob send a link to the char info once I make it lol)

(I don't mind which character you use, you can use any! :3)

Sweet Tooth immediately shielded her sensitive eyes with a robotic hiss, using her other arm to attempt to swat the flashlight away. "I would appreciate it if you didn't shine that light right into my eyes!" she said with a hint of anger evident in her tone. "What are you doing here anyway? People aren't supposed to be here..."

AcidCatto (coolio, could i get a short description of their physical appearance instead then? :3 also the setting too!)

As the mysterious character jumps into a bookcase with a loud noise, Vera calmly lowers her flashlight and squints at them. "Oh, my bad." Her tone is neutral, possibly forced, though her mouth is temporarily curved up in a subtle smile at their fumble which quickly disappears into a neutral position. "Didn't see you there."

She puts her cheap-looking flashlight on a lower brightness and stares at them. "What are you doing here?"

Mercurii (ill b using rowen! also, im assuming the setting is a fnaf-style spooky restaurant w animatronics, right?)

Startled at first by her reaction, he stepped back suddenly. Rowen then narrowed his eyes at the animatronic, his flashlight still trained at her face, though on a much lower brightness setting. "Oh, it's just one of those animatronics..." Despite him looking directly at her, he seemed to be talking to no one in particular, his brows furrowed as he studied her. 

At her angry question, Rowen blinked and paused, seeming to be attempting to calculate a good response. "Well, I was called here because we received reports of strange, possibly of supernatural activities." He then stopped his observing and cocked his head with a mildly confused expression. "Did my... colleague not inform your establishment of our arrival and investigation?"

pepperpenguin

(idk if that's how you reply)

(Btw, the oc I'm using has hair similar to that of Vflower, and had more brown-grey skin (more on the grey side). They have a boxy, white tank top, grey shorts, white knee-high socks, and black shoes. They have more blue eyes. They kinda have some odd glitchy thing going on with them, primarily on the right side of their face and their right arm. It varies across other places too, but mainly shows up there. They also have long, black fingerless gloves idk)

"I don't know... I just got here...? I like... did something... I don't really know."

(ig the setting is at some old, abandoned mansion that is like all blocked off)

I grimace yet again at the fallen books and look up to see the figure whom had shone the flashlight in my eyes.

"Hi..."

((I don't mind who's used! I just need to get back into playing as my silly sad man elf lol))

It was certainly...a surprise, to say the least, when the being of the Faewood had unexpected visitors. He had opted to, instead of braving the cold and lack of cover in the trees for the night, take shelter in a humble, abandoned and only slightly spooky old cabin—And as such, he did expect he'd be alone. But alas, such was not what fate had in store for the traveler. So, with what courage he could muster (perhaps it was sheer, dumb bravery, spurred by weariness), he crept forward, to observe the presence-less being that had come inside.

Needless to say, Gold wasn't prepared for the blinding flash of light that flooded his vision when he drew near. He, on instinct, turned his head away and took a step back, fear evident in his tensed shoulders and slightly crouched, defensive position. He was still reeling from the sudden and completely jarring flash of light, not even finding it within him yet to give the...Gold was almost certain this was a human...any sort of reply.

Ink immediately flinches back and loosely covers her face with a hand. "Ack!! What's the big deal? I'm not--" she stops speaking and turns her attention to Rowen, still shielding herself from the blinding light. "What are you doing here?" she questions, a  hint of distrust present in her voice. "This place is completely blocked out to the public, you shouldn't be... Wait, crap! Am I in trouble? I swear I can explain!"

AcidCatto (u dont need 2 ping me btw, i already get a notification whenever any1 posts here. also alr!)

Vera shifts in the spot he stands, his hand on his hip. "Hm. Sounds supernatural-y." He is now clearly scanning them from head to toe, looking for anything potentially dangerous or suspicious. Somehow, he scans right over the glitchiness on their body with no faltering. "Do you remember anything from before you got here? Any clues?" Then, he straightens up and sweeps the room with his gaze after his eyes were used to the darkness. 

"Also... since you've gotten here, have 'ya noticed anything weird going on here?"

ShiftingFoxx (ill b using jay!)

"Woah!" He exclaimed, startled from Gold's presence. Jay also stepped back with his flashlight defensively poised in front of himself, before relaxing a bit and adjusting his beanie, slightly embarrassed. "Oh... sorry about that, man." He then looked back at him, his head cocked slightly with a quizzical look. 

"Uh, what are you doing here? ...is this your place?" Before Gold could get the chance to reply, he continues on, "If so, then I'm sorry... Look, I'm just doing my job, and my guys don't exactly have the means to contact owners unless they contact us first to investigate and-"

(I would love to have Vera in this!! <3)

The dark, dank confines of the beached ocean liner were anything but comforting, and far from sanitary. The hybrid had swiftly, though cautiously, approached the hulking ruins of the once-proud voyager seemed to block out the moonlight, its shadow looming viciously against the background of the starry sky. Warm breath flowed out from his maw, transforming into a cloud of mist in the chilled hallway, wind from the ocean rushing through from various cracks, holes, and missing chunks in the ship. It howled and echoed, metallic creaks and the faint sound of ocean water slamming into the bottom of the ship filled his ears, like a horror movie soundtrack of his own. He definitely felt he was in one, and secretly, prayed to God a zombie didn't jump out from around the corner. 

A memory suddenly broke through his mind; a representative of a rich CEO approached him and asked him to retrieve a lockbox from aboard the ship, which had crashed due to mysterious circumstances years ago. No one could figure out what caused the ship to go off course, seemingly rip in half just before hitting the reef, and nearly all the crew and passengers disappearing entirely. Not a single trace was ever found of anyone, and despite its news coverage, it remained relatively unbothered on one of Louisiana's south barrier islands. Here it rested, in the murky climate to rot away, taking the questions with it. Jericho didn't exactly care to find out what happened, he was only here to collect what was asked of him and get out. He didn't scare easily at all, but he had a strange feeling he couldn't shake from the moment he stepped on board. He shouldn't have been here, and it felt like he was making something angry. However, he pressed onward, until he found someone else and had a bright light shone in his eyes, causing him to turn his face away for a moment and cover his sight.

"Ah yeah, thanks for making me blind, great move." He growled, shielding his gaze still as he turned back to them. "Who the fuck are you?"

robonene (YAY SPLATOON OC!!! :DD hope u dont mind me changing rowen into his splatoon version :333 hes an octoling here!!

also, what will the setting be?)

Rowen hisses a bit in surprise, though he gains his bearings back quickly with his flashlight at his side (and no longer flashing in Ink's face). "Wha- Hey!" His tone is slightly angry and taken-aback, though the anger dissipates when she asks the last question. "Well, I'm here for a professional investigation." He emphasizes the "professional" annoyingly. "And from what I hear, it sounds like you're not supposed to be here." His face is already starting to look a bit smug, though he attempts to keep the corners of his mouth from curving up. 

He then cocks his head imploringly at Ink. "Hm, actually, what are you here for?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Her response was dry and steady. Vera was standing in a doorway in front of him, looking intently at Jericho with a seemingly calculating stare. Her radio attached to her hip belt, which was fizzing and crackling with unknown and eerie voices a few moments before, was silent now as she eyed him somewhat-warily. Her body was still and looked calm, though, the way her eyes were rapidly moving indicated unrest and questioning. A few seconds after her first statement, she put her free hand on her hip with a serious look.

"And what's with the sneaking around?" 

pepperpenguin (YAAY ok also i forgot to specify hegehege i was imagining some sort of run-down abandoned grocery store lol)

Ink blinks her eyes a few times to re-adjust to the darkness, and gets a better view of the stranger that stands before her. "Well, that's..." she stops talking and begins to carefully consider her next move. In an attempt to cover herself up as much as possible, she holds her hand out in proposal. "How about this, since you're on a professional investigation," she says with the same inflection that Rowen had used prior. "I'll strike you a deal. I know plenty about this place. In exchange for information, you won't tell anyone about my presence. Y'hear that?"

robonene (ok so i searched up hegehege and i got nothing but thats ok, i think ill just stick w the run-down grocery store thingy!! also i think we interacted on artfight, i recognize ur ocs :33

also, u dont need 2 ping me, i already get pinged when some1 submits a post here ^_^)

"Hmph." He is clearly irritated at Ink's mocking, but genuinely considers her deal, his hand on his chin. With a small scowl on his face he hesitantly takes her hand and does a curt handshake. "Fine." After they take their hands away, Rowen brushes his own hands on his coat. "Alright. Now tell me about this place... is there any tangible proof of supernatural or strange happenings, here?"

He looks around with a grimace. "So far, I haven't had much... success. Even though there were many reports."

(OH SORRY thats just a keysmash not a location LOL but omg im looking at ur art tab now i remember that.. i love ur art)

Ink raises an eyebrow. "Supernatural..? You mess with that stuff?" she questions, failing to hide a hint of fear. "I mean, I've never heard of anything. Any sort of report was probably just the sound of something falling off these flimsy shelves or some kids sneaking around here." Ink begins to pace around, her footsteps echoing throughout the empty store. "That being said, I haven't bothered to properly investigate anything weird around here. I just get what I need and get out." She stops walking. "Er, not that that's any of your concern."