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

"I'm not a vampire." She said. "I am only partially and whos to say I'm not stronger, that's not the point, there is only one evil entity, that of the man who kille the previous owners, his family."

((I might remind you that there are still people living in the house. As Lily explained, they were grateful clients of her aunt and allowed the party to be held while they weren't home, the utter destruction of the house, needless to say, would be unfavorable, just to keep that in mind.))

(I'm aware. I realized that after the rampage. I facepalmed. ^^' Anyways, I think Nick will just end up working to repay the damage for the owners.)

Nick turned and glared at Lily again. "You want to convince me that you're stronger then get a move on Lily. You've got to prove it to me by fighting, rather than sitting around debating where your blood lies. Right now we need to forget who we are, and what we've done, and just fight. If we can beat this guy, then we're out of here. Now if you would like to pick up the pace Ceshie seems to have found something, and that something might just cut her face off. Standing here isn't getting us anywhere. I've done this a million times before. All you need to do is give me some casting time, then when I give the signal attack." he said, and started to run off towards the Attic, whoever came, came, whoever didn't, didn't, but Nick wanted to stop this guy, now.

"Is the front door broken now?" Michael asked as he saw Nick run up the stairs to the attic. "I can't believe Hanyer is missing this....." The boy thought as he stood still and looked at the others. As Michael didn't particularly care if he died at this point he looked at the others questioningly. "So lets go fight.....whoever Nick's talking about, We certainly aren't-t going to be finishing the game now.'' Michael said as he headed for the stairs. "I swear if he kills us in the attic...."

"I don't need to prove anything to you." Lily said to Nick, "Come on." She took Michael's hand and started walking up the stairs. "Who does he think he is?" She mumbled to herself.

((right so, who wants control of the ghost?))


Alan poked his head down the stairs. "Hey! Nick, if you want to be the hero, he's all yours. He's just been floating here for awhile, kinda creepy." alan said letting his sword fall to his side.

"Who are we fighting?" Thomas asked as he followed the others, "And not all ghosts deserve to be killed. Most just need to be talked to and helped across the Other Side."

((Errr...my character found him, is it okay if I control him? I hope that isn't a problem...))

Ceshie stared for a second, and then said, "Are you looking for someone?" All the ghost did was sigh, and look past Ceshlyta in boredom and absence. "Hm, looks like I can't talk to him. Guess the non-supernatural people can't." she said, and then yelled, "Hey, guys! I can't talk to this dude! Someone needs to help me! I want to know his story!" Ceshie waved her hand in front of the ghost's face, but all he did was walk through her arm, and she shivered. It felt as if someone had walked over her grave, or his grave, whatever.

Alan walked up next to her. "No luck?" He asked "I'm not sure if I can talk to him, considering you can't." He said. "We may have to wait for the others."

"Yeah, probably. At least you're up here already. From the faint sound of it, it sounds like the others are arguing." Chuckling, she added, "Guess our games were cut off, huh?" Ceshlyta didn't mind not having to go into a closet with someone, but she did want someone who cared about her, seeing as there was at least one established relationship amongst the group, and at least one friendship that speculation would lead to a more-than-friendly relationship, none of which involved her. Ceshlyta really made fun of couples because she had been single all her life, besides a boy in third grade who was dared to ask her out, but she found out about that quickly, and punched the boys who were responsible in the face, including the boy who was dared.

"Hmm, yeah, i feel ripped off, i never got a hot make-out session." He made a fake frown. "By the way, why were you up here? You ok?" he asked. the ghost seemed to be giving them no trouble, so he decided to ignore it for now.

((Sorry, I may not be replying much because the person who was suggesting the new RP idea gave the role of making it to me(It's a Star Trek RP, and the person said I knew more about the topic(OF COURSE), if anyone is interested(And no, it's not set in the Movieverse, though the later years of the timeline could intertwine with that of the Enterprise crew's Starfleetness, but my RP has nothing to do with that))

"Yeah, I was just exploring. You know, a house this big must have some treasure hidden in it. Not that I'd take it, of course. I know people live here, or at least keep it up." Ceshlyta lied. She knew she couldn't lie, but she hoped this kid wouldn't catch on. He seemed nice enough, but her history was something she kept locked away in that deep recess of her mind, only to be accessed by accident, or when she felt like self-pitying herself, never shown to even this group of friends, especially this new kid.

Michael grabbed Lily's hand and looked at her with a light smile before continuing to walk up the stairs with everyone. The student remembered Nickand Lily's spat for a second and an unpleasant thought came to him. "Is it possible that Lily's using me to make Nick jealous...?" He pondered in his head for a second, asking himself, and the voices as much as it surprised him, whether it was possible. Of course this time the voices didn't reply, most likely being spiteful because of Michael's constant refusal to their wishes.

Alan knew she was lying, but he didn't press the matter, he just smiled. "Well I doubt they would notice if you did. Who would honestly care for this old place? It's riddled with ghost apparently as well."He leanded against a wall. "I don't remember the stairs being THIS long!"

Nick took stock of the voices around him. Ceshie couldn't comunicate with the ghost. Nick guessed that if anybody could talk to the ghost Little Death could do it. Plus, it was only logical to send him in first, it would command respect, or fear from the ghost who was unwilling to cross over. "Thomas, I want you to go in at the lead, Lily and Alan can cover you if things go wrong. Taryn, stand directly behind Alan, for moral support for him, if the spirit becomes violent, I want you to extract Ceshie and bring her back with me, that's our main priority. I'll prepare something nasty just in case. Finally, Michael, I want you with me. You'll have a good observation, and from what I gather, you're very smart, and obviously, I'm not quite as smart, I want you to help me with decisions. If he becomes violent, we also retreat, after Caeshie is retrieved or the alternative." he said, knowing he didn't have to, and did not want to explain dead. "Once Ceshie is past our defensive line, Taryn will cover our backs, just in case something is waiting at the bottom of the stairs, but if we're weak in the front then she'll help fight off the ghost. Once we have Ceshie we fall back to the stairs, don't go all hero and keep fighting till it's dead." He ordered. He knew that he was being an ass, and that he didn't really have the right to lead, but this was what he belived to be their best plan. He came to the bottom of the stairs to the attic. "Alan! Wait for the rest of us!" he yelled. If they got divided that would be a major problem.

Michael nodded in reply after hearing Nick's plan. "You know with that strategy I would have to say he's smarter then he thinks he is." Michael decided as he glanced at the other's for a second.

"Or he's just keeping you busy because he wants you to feel useful while everyone else helps.""Or he's using his intuition and he realizes that your stuttering, tapping, sickness, and what one could cal seizures are brand new...well he might have just remembered what you were reading and he put two and two together. Now he's trying to figure out which book you are so he'll know how to use you effectively." The voices returned as they cut through the slight positive feelings Michael had been feeling, and they were being awfully smug about it in Michael's opinion.

"It doesn't matter if he wants to use me, help me, or kill me. His plan could save Ceshlyta and it's worth a shot, besides if we go by your clock I'll be dead in what? Five hours now? So it doesn't really matter if something happens before then." Michael replied as he tried to sound as equally smug as they did while reminding them that their plans were not going to come to fruition. "But you're so good at it now. Haven't you noticed that you haven't collapsed or bust into tears during this conversation? You also seem to be ignoring the pain rather nicely.[/i]" The soft voice pointed out. "[i]Don't lie to me, I still feel the pain I'm just getting used to it now. And as I'm sure you've noticed my fever has actually gotten worse, most likely because we keep having these conversations." Michael pointed out, actually enjoying this conversation not that he would ever admit to that fact. "All you need is to find the cursed book and then take the ot-""Oh shut up and let me concentrate or I'll tell Nick to kill myself here and now!" Michael ordered as he finished the sixteen second long conversation and looked up at Nick with a small smile, as though he were sure something fun or interesting was about to happen.

Lily pulled out her silver ros necklace with the jewels. The Alexandrite was glowing purple even though there was no sunlight at the moment. She pullled out the small book in her pocket, it was leather bound and when she opened it, it would look blank to anyone but herself. In order for somebody to read it, they would have to kill her and take ownership of it, or she would have to hand it over, which she had been told never to do.

Thomas nodded at Nick's plan and took the lead. He approached the room that held the ghost and, for lack of anything better to say, asked, "Is there anyone in here?"

(Yo! Um I have a feeling that Lily just found the Cursed book, and it's belongingness to her. Since it hasn't formally been announced yet though, do you think that it could be held off a bit? I want to have Nick explain the books first.)

Nick let Thomas pass in front of him. He waited at the base of the stairs for Lily, and Taryn to take their places, so they could get to Ceshyta. He noticed Michael's smile. He looked like he was ready to help, and Nick was glad to see it. As much as he was jealous of him, he wouldn't let that come between them now while Ceshyta was in danger. Plus he needed somebody to second guess him, and who better than Michael. He knew a lot about monsters, and everything in the magical underworld, he had no doubt in his mind what book belonged to him, which hurt him as much as he was glad for it. Nick returned the smile. "You look excited." he commented before yelling. "Everybody ready!?"

Alam sighed and lazily took position. "Yeah, yeah,Nick. Anyone else think he's going a bit overboard?" He asked.

((hey, what's this deal with the books? I"m still relatively new to this thing and well, I have only the faintest grasp on it.))

"Yeah, I suppose I am excited....." MIchael said as he ignored Alan and nodded in agreement with Nick's question before looking back at Lily. He smiled at her and was about to say something when he noticed what she was holding. The smile disappeared for a second as it was replaced with understanding, and thus the boy looked away back towards the stairs. "You can't be sure what it is since I didn't get a good enough look so don't start talking now." The boy that happened to be a book ordered. Of course Michael was almost positive that their suspicions were correct, but he didn't want them trying to tempt him again, not if someone might need him.

(I'm not exactly sure what the books are)

(Um yeaaaaah that's why I want to have Nick explain it before everybody goes off grabbing books. I also think that it's a little unfair that the already powered Lily gets a book. Sorry, I know it's disrespectful to the creator.)

((yeah ok cool, but you know that my book comes with the character, It's kinda needed, so yeah, I'm hoping I'll get to explain why he suddenly knows a heck of a lot about ghost scince the last meeeting. And what exacatly his "Power" is, meh, the time will come.))

(Uh yeah, I know it's needed Vaderwasframed, sorry but I don't really classify owning a sword as a power, so I think it's fair he gets a book. But I'm kind of worried about reactions I will get. I sort of created the books as a personal quest thing for Nick, and hoped that some people might catch onto it after I explained them, and their individual uses and powers. They are all connected in a way and their orgins. But don't get angry at me if you don't have a power you like, I just created the books for my character. Save for the Philosipher's book, there isn't much of a selection process, and anybody can learn to use a different book if needed, so don't worry if you don't like the power, you can always pass it on and make your own thing to empower your character. This is of course just advice on my side. The books are just a sub plot I created, and unless ZCF wants to they don't have any bearing on the outcome of the plot, unless you let book lust take over the story. Just to save time I can spoiler the powers if you want. Anyways I've rambled like I own the RP for too long. Sorry about this whole thing ZCF, I probably should have just left it at Nick's book.)

((Whew! I finally got my RP started. It's my first one!!! Yee!))

Ceshlyta heard the others faintly, mainly Nick's voice, and from the sound of it, he was giving orders. Ceshie didn't know exactly what powers he had, but he sure had powers of persuasion. She knew he didn't want them in the house, for she could tell he was paranoid about ghosts from the breakdown he had. Ceshlyta sighed, inferring that he was trying to save her from a harmless ghost that just wanted to be left alone. She decided to go along with the charade, just so that Nick didn't seem too eager, because telling him that the ghost was peaceful didn't seem like a good idea. He's going overboard....I mean, I hate being the person that needs to be saved, I'd rather save others. she thought irritatedly.