Theme
Haunted House

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Name
"M- My name...? I- It's been a while.. actually.. I- I believe I was called.. Charlie...?"
(Charlie Romano)

Age
"Again, it's been a while.. I lost track many years ago...." The small boy softly mumbles.
(He originally died at age 17, somewhere in the 1890s, so he's been a spirit for quite some time now.)

Gender
"Male... I mean, I don't have breasts... That does make me a male, right..?" The boy questions in obvious confusion.
(He's male)

Sexuality
"Straight... I believe..?"
(Back then he would have been straight- though I'll have him bisexual, just for all chu role-playing as a male :3)

Species
"I- I used to be human... Does that make me a ghost now..? Maybe a spirit..?"
(Spirit of a dead child :'3)

Ethnicity
"I already said it's been a while... I can't remember everything.." He whimpers softly.
(He's italian, and has a slight accent in his voice- though he can't exactly speak italian.)

Appearance
"I'm right in front of you..? O- oh right, I'm a spirit.."
(Chu can all see him btw he just assumes--
Charlie is a rather short boy actually, standing at about 4'11 in height. He has a rather thin and very bony frame actually, considering the way his mother used to treat him. His skin is ghostly pale, hardly a skin tone actually.. It's very scarred from previous acts of abuse, with many old band- aids and a few bruises and blood stains. His head is more of an oval shape. His hair is basically a moppy mess of stray dark brown hair, almost black. His eyes are a very bright light blue color, like an iceberg, and a small button nose with thin, pale lips that are usually rather chapped.)

(This is what he looks like as a spirit roaming the old house-)

Clothing
Charlie looks down at his clothing. "I used to wear much more than just this.."
(Now, as a spirit, Charlie wears a light blue, large shirt, more of a night gown that looks pretty similar to hospital gowns, which has a large blood stain at his abdomen area. He has no shoes, or anything else really.)

Personality
"I- I'm not.. sure.. I've had no human interaction in years..." He softly sighs.
(Charlie is a rather timid and introverted boy. He's very emotional actually, and cries quite a lot. His eyes are usually pink from crying, as well as bags underneath his eyes. He's very soft and to himself most of the time, and rarely ever speaks, more through lack of company.)

Strengths
"S- Strengths...? I- I'm not sure I have any..."
(He's actually very flexible and agile. Most of his strengths come from his ability to appear and disappear at will.)

Weaknesses
"Im sure I have lots of those..." He murmurs softly.
(His emotional self is his main weakness actually--)

Backstory
(Charlie was actually born a very long time ago, around the 1890s actually. He's never had a very well life either- his father passed away a few years before he was born, which left himself and his mother. His mother was very abusive, for she drank very much. Her abuse usually led to his father's old belts, being cut with dull knives, and more often were punches and kicks. He'd allowed her to do so for years, until he was 17 years old. He'd had enough of that abuse, and he decided he'd end her life from there. He took a kitchen knife in the middle of the night, and headed for her bedroom. He crawled over her sleeping figure- at least he assumed she was asleep.. just as he lifted the knife, his mother shot an eye open, and held at his wrist. A bit of struggling went on, until finally, he'd lost his fight.. After pinning Charlie down, his mother sent a stab at his abdomen, leaving him bleeding helplessly to die.)

Other
(Um.. hes ded--)

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Requirements
▪ Uhm--- I don't think there are any in this case ;p

Scenario
You had just moved into your new place. It was rather old actually- you were surprised no one had tossed it down yet.. You'd been told rumors about the place- that it was haunted and had been for years, but of course, you didn't think too much of it- There were many lies about everything. Plus, you didn't mind a little excitement in your life once in a while.. Hey, maybe Casper would agree to befriend you!!

The day had finally come you left your old apartment, and you finally walked up onto the old porch of the large, victorian like building. After adjusting the key, you unlock the door, and gently push it open, stepping inside.
From there on out,
you lived rather peacefully In your new and large place.
Time had gone by, and eventually, you began to notice strange things in that place.. Things seemed to have gone colder day by day, and each day you thought you'd heard cries around the room.. One day, though, the crying seemed rather loud, and it didn't last as long as the others.. one simple yell that lasted only seconds.. And it was gone.. You seemed to have noticed it in a room, so you decide to check it out. You walk up the long and twisting stair case, and slowly approach the door. Gently, you open the door, and take a look inside. On an old bed, lies a young male figure, blood invading most of his body. You were a bit taken a back and rather confused, as well as afraid.. either way, you decide to check it out. As you approach the boy, you peak over, and eye his rather lifeless figure- and soon enough, his bright blue eyes shoot open, his pupil turning to look at you...

What do you do. . . ?