Name: Rika Mill
Ghost or Human: Human
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Backstory: Lived on a farm for a few years when she was little with her Mother and Father. Her best friend was (and still is) a boy named Seki Khoho and she lived a happy life for a few years. When she turned 18 she went away to college and Seki goes to the same college as her. In college Seki met a girl and they soon created a relationship. Little did he know that she was crazy and when he broke up with her she went back to the farm house and lit the barn on fire. Her whereabouts since then have been unknown. Sadly Rika's mother was in the barn house at the time and died in the fire. It's only been a few months since then and Rika is still somewhat unstable from her loss.
Abilities:(Ghosts) N/A
Rank:(Ghosts) N/A
Job:University/College student
Other: She's an art major and takes lots of pictures and she also likes to go for drinks (she may not be exactly 20 but she gets away with it usually) She was a nice person but is a little unstable since her mother died and also loves video games.Also, ver important, there has always been something peculiar about some of the pictures she takes. She thinks she's crazy but when she looks through the lens, she can see ghosts and even snap a photo. However whenever she shows anyone the photo, they can't see the ghost figure she sees

((If anyone wants to be her best friend Seki that would be fun to start so for now I'm leaving that role empty and obviously if anyone wants to make new characters, they can))

Name: Allan Yokes

Ghost or Human: Human

Age: 19 1/2

Gender: Male

Backstory: Ever since he was a child there were two things that Allan loved to do. Paint and draw. He lived a fairly decent life in town with his parents and and siblings, a younger brother and his very own twin. While at home, he would always sit at the window and sketch out the things that he saw and liked, such as the sky on a beautiful day or the trees and sidewalks from where their house sat. He would use a variety of colors to express his outlook on life. It was all to his understanding that that alone was what life was about, being happy, enjoying what he did, and naturally coming around to having friends. As he got older, he became more of an artist and at the age of 12, decided that he wanted to go to a place where he could be helped with become the best at what he loved to do, and his family gladly supported and approved of his decisions of doing so. But it call came to a bitter existence for him a day before his and his twin brother's, Alex, 13th birthday. His mother had decided to stay at home that day in in preparation for an early surprise that he and Alex didn't know of while his Father had taken them out for pizza and to see a movie. On their way back home later that day, a pick up truck smashed into the back side of their car on the left side, taking the life of both of his siblings, and leaving both his father and himself with minor injuries. It was put of as a hit and run accident, and the person who hit their car was never found. Ever since that day, Allan had never been the same. He barely slept, and when he did, he was only met with nightmares. His drawings and paintings became darker, the drawn ones lacking color and being a darker shade of sketching while the paintings were all in black or grey paint. He started writing in a journal, poetry, words, and stories that all ended with him being the one who died in the car crash instead of his beloved siblings. For some time, he stopped eating, speaking, and wouldn't leave his room. He expressed nothing but melancholy. He began to develop a disliking of being around large groups of people, and sometimes, people in general. And he refused to celebrate any other birthday of his after that. After some begging from worried and already emotionally scarred parents, and few sessions with a therapist (Which really didn't do anything since he just told them what they wanted to here and gave false smiles), he pushed himself to finish school, despite not wanting to be bothered by people. He did it for them, just going through the motions of it all. By the time he had reached his junior year in high school, he had started saving money from his part-time job as a waiter at a local restaurant, and by the time he finished his senior year, he had managed to scrape up enough to get a apartment of his own where he could just keep to himself and be alone. During a few months of doing nothing but staring at the wall and drinking until he couldn't anymore, he decided to pick up where he left off and go to college, majoring in arts and crafts and a minor in journalism.

Job: College Student

Other: After the accident, there was a similar pattern in Allan's drawings and paintings. In one of the drawings he drew before leaving for college, it was an image of his parents' house when he was little, the view point being from the window. In this drawing, the outside was stormy and dreary, and standing on the sidewalk would be two figures, staring in through the window. The painting he had painted was of a hallway that seemed as if it were twisting, but it could be see clearly in great detail that there were two dark figures going their separate ways, seemingly into different rooms. Or rather, staring at the door, depending on the perspectives of some. There are times where Allan would zone out and seem to be paying attention to something else, especially if he's near a window. Then he would either start writing, or drawing/sketching.

((thanks for joining! We''ll start when there are more people :3
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(Okii Dokie! And no problem! :3)

Name: Declan Douglas

Ghost or Human: Ghost

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Backstory: Declan was the perfect example of a crazy and psychopathic guy. Even as a kid he had always been the sadistic and scary type. Due to that none of the other kids wanted to play with him. Hence Declan grew up without any friends.
He had never known his parents. He was raised in an orphanage. Even within the orphanage, he had no friends and he was always alone. People prefered not to have anything to do with him. It was also because he always had that spooky smile plastered on his face. It was always like he was up to something evil.
Declan died in the most mysterious of ways.
One day he disappeared from the orphanage. No one could find him and no one heard from him for a week. Even at his school he hadn't been seen.
It was when the smell of rotten flesh began becoming unbearable throughout the orphanage that the search began.
Declan's corpse was found in the basement hanging from the cieling with a rope.

Abilities:
-Paralysis Inducement
-Pain Inducement
-Nightmare Inducement

Rank: 1 (He died 1 week prior to the RP)

Job: N/A

Other: In spite of his crazy and sadistic personality, he actually has a cold, calculative and manipulative mind and is able to think his way of most unpleasant situations. He is quite smart and can be very dangerous.

((thanks for joining!! :D , gonna make another character))

Name: Ataka Arch
Ghost or Human: Ghost
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Backstory: When she loved, she loved deeply...she grew up in a strange childhood watching her father abuse her mother and maybe thats what messed her up but when she met Seki she felt safe and happy. She could NEVER let him go. So when he broke up with her she felt her life had ended. She couldn't take the crushing emotions and went to see him at his best friends barn house where she thought he'd be hanging out. To easy her angry she carried around a lighter and constantly played with it. Thoughtlessly she light the lighter near a stack of hay while walking around. She heard a woman call out to say who was there. Frightened she quickly climbed into a barrel near by and closed the lid. Then she heard some noise and a scream and it was so...hot. She pushed up on the lid but it would budge. She began to scream for help but only toppled sideways and began to roll around she heard the cackling of the flames and after breathing in too much fumes she died along with 'whoever was in the barn too'.
Abilities:
Possession of people for a few days
Being able to fly
Being able to pass through anything or have anything pass through her (so basic ghost abilities)
Rank: 1 (four or five months prior to current RP time)
Job: N/A
Other: She felt left behind and unfinished and blames her death on Seki. When she found the leak to the human world she thought this was her chance to make him suffer like she did. When she passed through the bridge she found herself at his University.

(I may make a ghost as well)

((alright cool! Im gonna recruit some people and see if they wanna join so we can get started :D ))

(Sounds like plan! :D)