Real Terror! ((Still acccepting RPers. Scary RP Rated T)) ANOUNCEMENT!

Taryn looked at Lily and nodded, "Sure." She stared up at the Amity house. It seemed to loom over them, looking more ominous than before. "Hmm..." she murmured, the sound was nearly inaudible. She turned to Alan, "What are you reading?" she asked.

Thomas smiled when he saw Taryn and kissed her on the cheek, "Nice to see you here." He looked around the house, "So, shall we get this party started?"

"Let's!" Lily said happily, she went through the front door of the ol house as though it were her own.
"The owners are grateful clients of my aunt Lily, they said we could have the party here if we cleaned up afterward."

"Yeah, boy! Let's get this partay started! I brought a bottle for those "Seven Minutes In Heaven"(Ceshlyta looked at Taryn and Thomas at that game), "Truth or Dare", or other party games, and I brought my iPod full of techno music, and that abomination you normal people call pop and hip-hop." she said, shuddering at the last note. "No ghosts? What is this, a baby party for scared little poopy-babies? Not me. I'd like to take a ghost head-on." Ceshie made a triumphant pose, content with fighting ghosts and other paranormal entities.

Taryn smiled at Thomas. She rolled her eyes at how Ceshie looked at them when she mentioned 'Seven Minutes in Heaven', but she still smiled. "Ghosts are interesting to talk to. At least, when they don't just sound like bats. And when they're not demonic," she said. She followed Lily inside, looking around the house.

Thomas felt himself blush when Ceshie looked at them when she mentioned 'Seven Minutes in Heaven'. though he still grinned stupidly at the mention of the game. He spoke, "My Grandfather doesn't like ghosts much. He calls them 'cheaters'."

Alan shut the book and looked up at Tayrn. "Oh, nothing, you can have a look if you want, but good luck reading it, nothing but symbols that can only be read by my bloodline apparently." He said and smiled. he was almost done with the book, and he was learning more about his freinds every turn of the page. he looked at the Ceshlyta girl. "You... are very strange. No denying that."

Ceshlyta smiled. "Thank you. I love to be called weird, strange, different, or any variation of the three. I've always wanted to do an exorcism, and send ghosts to the netherworlds. I want to be on one of those shows with the people who go to old, decrepit buildings and get freaked out of their minds at small noises. I want to be aboard a starship and travel straight into Borg space and get assimilated. I certainly am weird." she said to Alan

Taryn looked at Thomas and nodded, "Yes, I suppose he would. My appartment in Manhattan has a ghost. Don't know if he qualifies as a cheater, though. He doesn't think he's dead. He thinks that I'm the ghost." She turned to Alan, "Sure. I had a feeling that I wouldn't be reading it." She looked over at the symbols on the notebook and she couldn't make heads or tails of them.

Alan shrugged. "thought so, but hey. Who cares for ghosts anyways? They're not fun at all. always so predictable." He said and grabbed his sword from the wall. "Besides, way to easy to kill." This kind of talk was new to him, but he tried to play it off as if he knew what he was doing.

"Hey Nick, while we're here can I see if this crucifix will leave a burn mark on your skin." She said a little viciously.

Thomas almost laughed at the thought of that confused ghost. He did feel sorry for it, though. Ghosts who thought they were still alive were rarely happy. He grinned at Taryn, "I could help him cross over, if you'd like."
He turned to Ceshie, "Weird is fun. I'm proud of you."

Taryn smiled at Thomas, "That'd be great. Poor Frederick seems very lonely stuck in my appartment." She looked over at Lily, her brow wrinkling when she heard the remark she made.

Thomas smiled back mischieviously, "I guess I'll be in your apartment then." He raised an eyebrow at Lily's statement. She didn't have to be so vicious. Still, it could just be a joke.

Taryn laughed slightly and winked at Thomas, "I guess you will." She looked up at the ceiling, shifting her weight from foot to foot, a little anxiously. She couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. It was strange.

Thomas felt himself blush at Taryn's comment. He raised an eyebrow at her nervousness, however. He put a hand on her shoulder, "You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost?"

"Who wants to play those party games Ceshie brought first?" Lily said.
"That way ifsomebody gets embarassed, we can go out and get some booze so they forget to go home to hang themselves." She gave a misheivous smile.

Taryn jumped slightly at the hand on her shoulder, but she exhaled when she saw that it was only Thomas. "I think I'm just being paranoid, but I feel... eyes. Watching us. It's probably just the rumors about this place getting to me." She looked at Lily, "Sure, I'm up for a game."

"I'll sit this one out guys." Michael informed them as he went and sat against the wall, studying Alan carefully. "So there's no doubt that it's on of those two books....but why does he have them?" The student tried to figured out as he sat down.

"No way, everybody has to play!" Lily said to him. "Your playing."

"Ok, ok." Michael said as he stood up carefully. "Now then I suppose I should remind you that you are hanging out with a vampire human hybrid, a powerful witch, a boy that can see the dead, an insane boy who has a bloodline and is oddly intuitive, a crazy girl, and a magician who obviously has plans for something that most,likely wont benefit anyone but himself." A voice rang through Michael's head, causing the boy's head to hurt even more for a split second, though once again his face revealed none of the pain.

"And yet I still trust them all more then you....well most of them." Michael argued back mentally. "Why don't you trust me yet? Have I not given you enough?" The voice asked as though it were offended. "Oh yeah I'm just so eager to die young, great gift, I really appreciate it-""You would be fine if you took our suggestion. Why would you want to keep this form anyways, it's so....powerless. Just look at your friends, they would accept our offer, and they would still accept you if you took the offer." A second voice said softly, this time not hurting Michael nearly as much. "I said no so can't you just shut up for now?" Michael mentally shouted at the two before silence took place.

Oddly enough the conversation Michael had just had in his head only lasted three seconds, which relieved and scared the student at the same time. "So what game are we playing again?" He asked with a weak smile as he looked between everyone.

"seven minutes in heaven, it looks like." Lily said informatively. his aura seems troubled, i thought aunt lily gave him that sage for spiritual purpose, and tylenol, maybe his head still hurts

Nick watched everybody quietly. He carefully placed where they were standing and started planning. It had to be perfect. He shook his head. This was a party! He should lighten up! "Seven Minutes in Heaven sounds good to me." he said smiling, slightly mischievously. He tried to keep an eye on Michale and Alan, and their books. He was trying to place them, but his eyes drifted to Lily. Thinking that people would notice this he said. "I'm feeling lucky." he continued.

"Don't count on it." She said, rolling her eyes.
"go ahead, but if you get me, the only thing your getting in that closet is a punch in the nose."

Nick started to laugh. "You would find it funny too if you know how many times I've gotten the end of that statement." he said, and then he straightened up again. And gave Lily a smile. "I can live with that. I'd much rather a pretty girl do it than that jock again." he said.