I breath once more (Open and Accepting)

[killerkitty]

Intro:

Normally, when a person dies, their soul is released from the body and goes to the Sky, the dimension of spirits. But for some reason, some spirits have accidentally strayed from the path and wandered back to their bodies. They are changed, always in a solemn mood and dreamy-like, and the strange thing is that they don't seem to be affected by things mortal to any normal human being. What is going on? Is this a gift or a curse?

Plot: The roleplay takes place in the present. Some people, when they died, their soul didn't make it all the way to the Sky, so they came back to their bodies. Lets roleplay and discover why they didn't make it!


Rules:

-You cannot be killed
-It doesn't mean you can't feel pain
-Violence and romance is allowed, just keep it PG-13
-No swearing
-Semi-literate at least; No 1-liners
-Have fun!


Profile form:

Username:
Name: (First name, surname)
Age: (13-18 )
Gender: (Male/Female. Let's try to keep it balanced.)
Appearance: (Picture or description)
Death: (How did you die?)


Profiles:

Username: killerkitty
Name: Lyra Maneu
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Picture
Death: Got stabbed by a shoplifter in a supermarket.

Username: TheMountainScene
Name: Kaito Sakaki
Age: 17 (Repeating the same year of high school)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Picture
Death: Kaito was hit by a car in a drunk driving accident. Oddly enough, he doesn't actually know that he's died.

Username: Ang@l2Hope
Name: Tara Rome
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance: Picture here
Death: Tara died from suffocation by a plastic bag covered over her head; killing her when someone broke into her home.

Username: Shayna
Name: Hazel Siyer
Age: 15
Gender: female
Appearance: Picture
Death: Was purposly pushed into lake from a semi-high cliff, even though she knew how to swim, but the shock made her drown

[TheMountainScene]

Username: TheMountainScene
Name: Kaito Sakaki
Age: 17 (Repeating the same year of high school)
Gender: Male
How did he die: Kaito was hit by a car in a drunk driving accident. Oddly enough, he doesn't actually know that he's died.

[killerkitty]

((Accepted =) We can begin now.))


Lyra gasped as her lungs filled with air suddenly. She started coughing, her throat dry. Her head swam and her unfocused eyes saw nothing but white. After a few seconds of staying still, she tried to sit up. She winced and fell back down as a pain pierced her chest. After a few more moments her eyes focused and she could see that she was lying in a hospital bed. 'What...' she began, her tongue heavy. Then she heard a scream, and saw a nurse staring at her in shock.

The engine of the car rumbled and it took off. Lyra's parents were sitting in the front seat, her mother with swollen eyes and her father looking pale. Apparently they had received a call this morning saying that she had died. She couldn't remember dying. The doctor had tried to explain that the machine that showed her heartbeat must have broken down, because it didn't do anything even when she had woken up. How she had been able to move about perfectly normal was anyone's guess. They had only very reluctantly let her out of the hospital, after she had threatened to push a patient out of the window.
Luckily her parents were both too stunned to talk, because she didn't feel like talking herself. She touched her shirt where she had been stabbed. It was wet with blood. She shuddered.

[Shayna]

Username: Shayna
Name: Hazel Siyer
Age: 15
Gender: female
Appearance: Picture
Death: Was purposly pushed into lake from a semi-high cliff, even though she knew how to swim, but the shock made her drown

[TheMountainScene]

((I love the picture, Shayna! <3))
As the vehicle rushed through the dark rain, spraying mist out and away as it past, a figure was illuminated that she recognized as Kaito, a boy in her class. As the soaked figure hobbled through the rain, it could be said that he was as disoriented as she was.
He remembered the sun. It was a usual afternoon. Overcast, but not dreary like it is now. He was on his way home from credit recovery... he strained his memory. He remembered the screech of a car... loud music... and then waking up in the street in the rain. He flipped open his cell phone to look at the time. Well past curfew. He let out a sigh that sprayed a cold mist in front of him. Mom is going to let me have it, he thought to himself. He already knew exactly what would happen. He'd take not even a step in the door, and his sister and mother would be there waiting for him, ready to open one up for his irresponsibility and strain on what's left of their family.
He rolled his eyes up to the now dark sky. What a load. He didn't care about all that. He didn't care about school, about "what was left" of his family, or any of that BS. As the figure moved through the wet and the dark, it could have been said that he carried rain clouds of his own in his wake.

[killerkitty]

((Accepted =D))

After they arrived home, Lyra went to her room and locked the door. She changed her shirt and sat on her bed. She lay back and slowly drifted into a half-sleep state. She pondered what had happened. She remembered the cold sting of the knife as it was thrust through her. Why was she still alive? It didn't matter, did it? Though she knew one thing: she would find that shoplifter one day, and she would pay him back. Her tunnel of thought drifted into unpleasant dreams.

'L-Lyra, it's supper-time!' called her mum. Lyra's eyes snapped open. She had had a strange dream... She wished she could remember it. The only thing she remembered was that there was a bridge. She frowned, going down to eat.

[Shayna]

(* Thanks! *)
I felt Unconsciousness. I knew that my mind was drifting towards something, but i refused. I quickly flash my eyes open. I try and breathe but all i felt was wet and cold. What had happened? I try and cough but all that came up was water.

I force myself to turn over. On my knees i cough up the remaining water. I look up and see the surrounding lake, and a familiar cliff ledge. I try and remember what happened, to make sense of my situation.

It hit me then. I was pushed....by who though? When i think over it, i was positive that i had drowned, and died. Wasn't I?

[TheMountainScene]

A few hours passed. It was later in the evening when a knock came at Lyra's door. Already tense from the night's hysteria, Lyra could see her parents were in no mood for any more unpleasant surprises. What awaited them at the door was the very figure they saw in the rain.
Kaito blinked through cold rain and hot tears. One side of his face burned a bright scarlet and the other was a pale blue from the long walk down the street.
He couldn't help but feel like a puppy in a soppy box. As if it wasn't embarrassing enough. His normally disheveled hair clung to his face in the downpour. He half expected her to turn him away. Wasn't the first time he had to sleep on the street. It couldn't hurt to ask, though, and the last thing he wanted was to get it again from dearest mother if he came down with something. He opened his mouth and croaked a few words in the dark:

"Good evening, Mrs. Maneu," his voice was surprisingly steady, "is it okay if I stay here for the night?"

[killerkitty]

Lyra heard a knock at the door. She ignored it. Let her parents deal with whoever wanted to sell candy or something. Not that anyone would want to in this weather.

Lyra's mother blinked. 'Are you one of Lyra's friends? Come in, you're soaked! Lyra! A friend's here!' She heard a mumbled reply, then something falling with a thud, a curse, and Lyra appeared at the door to her room, rubbing her head.

[Shayna]

I slowly get up as my feet tremble form weakness. How am I still alive? I felt my lung collapse with water, i felt my limbs go nump from lack of oxygen. I felt my last memory slip away ito darkness. I give my legs some practice by walking around, and re-gaining my strength that seemed to have been lost forever.

I walked around in hopes of remembering where i lived exactly, or seeing anyone i recognized. For some i reason i couldnt picture my family or freinds in my mind. All i could see where their shadows. My memory was failing, and i had no idea how to regain it.

(* Are we supposed to meet now, or later? *)

[TheMountainScene]

((How about a little character development, you wander aimlessly in the rain getting glimpses into your horrid death, I chat with the Maneus for a bit, and we end the night there and you stumble onto their high school campus in the morning?))

Kaito took a few steps into the house, listening to the squish of his sneakers with each step. As he looked at his friend on the stairs, he couldn't help but feel that she was different somehow. He couldn't put his finger on it, but she seemed... hollow. Like the last puzzle piece that won't fit. As he thought, the feeling began returning to his extremities and he realized just how much he ached from being in the icy rain. Every inch of his body throbbed under what felt like a solid layer of water on his skin. He took off what was left of his coat and hung it on the raque by the door, revealing a ruined sweater beneath, equally soaked.
He sighed and looked up to Lyra.
"Can... can I use your bathroom?"

[killerkitty]

'Of course,' she said, 'It's down the hall, last room to the right.'
She wondered why he had come. She didn't really know him all that well. She went down the stairs and pointed to the hall.

((ah, fail post))

[TheMountainScene]

As Kaito moved, his sneakers left wet, dirty footprints in his wake. He could feel the pairs of eyes staring at him, and he began to feel that maybe this was a bad idea. Once in the bathroom with the door shut safely behind him, he wasted no time stripping down and getting into the hot shower. As the hot water stung his numb flesh, he remembered what his mother had told him when he left.
I can't believe you can't even get back and forth from school in a decent amount of time! You are a dead end, you hear me? Our family is going to stop with you, and it's your fault!
He sniffled. He had no idea what to do. How do you respond to something like that? What is the correct thing to say when your parent feels you are a waste of space? He hugged his stomach to feel an unfamiliar throb. He looked down to observe across his stomach and the bottom of his chest was a large, black and purple bruise that was very sensitive to the touch.
"Huh?" Where did this come from?
An image of the drunk driver slamming into his gut came flashing back to him and it stung that much worse. As the hot water beat down on him, he couldn't help but feel that he was still lost in the rain.
((Can I have some clothes, please?))