"I ain't stupid!" Peanut Butter growled. "Shut up, you little girl!" And he pushed her hard, making her stagger.

"Ghosts fighting?" Lili muttered. "I must be crazy...Nate is right..." She quickly stood up and ran away.

"Ey, you!" P.B. shouted at Lili.

Rachel lost her grip on Dawn as she stumbled backwards, and she even tripped over one of the thicker vines that swarmed the garden.
She fell back and landed hard, forgetting to go transparent. "Wait!" She called to the lady, and then just let it go, falling back in the flowers.
"And yes, Peanut, you ARE stupid. REALLY stupid to hit a girl." She added, and just stared at the sky. She was a bit tired then, but didn't want to move. She would probably sleep there in the garden forever, if she had nothing else to do.

Brandon stared at Alcamy. "I want you to leave my family alone." He was scared, but he knew he had to try to keep this thing from bothering his sister. He was trembling slightly were he stood. Not really sure what to think of Alcamy. He never really believed in ghost and he wasn't about to admit to himself that this was one.


Dawn had looked at Rachel, "but that mirror....it..." Then looked down and sighed. It was no use trying to explain why she was so upset about the mirror. "Fine, you can have the mirror. You better take good care of it women."

Dawn chuckled slightly at Rachel calling Peanut Butter stupid. She wondered if maybe she had been too hard on her earlier. That thought didn't stay in her mind long. "I have to agree with Rachel, Peanut Butter." She didn't worry about Lili leaving them.

Rachel was staring at the sky, longing for another purpose in the world, but just as she was about to find one, Dawn interrupted.
"Oh- so NOW you agree with me?" She asked, and rolled over to her stomach, pulling a flower off the ground, standing up, and putting it in her hair. It didn't really look good or bad. It just sort of stood out a bit. She twirled around once, and then realized that it was uncomfortable. She'd landed too hard on the ground.
'Stupid ghost.' She thought to herself, really wanting to say it to PB's face.

"Pssh..." Peanut Butter rolled his eyes. "Hitting girls isn't stupid. It's actually wise. It's stupid how you girls can't be hit by guys but you can hit them."
He stuck his tongue out at Rachel.
He turned to Dawn. "You agree with her, too? You women...you're weirdos," he said and he disappeared.

"I'm imagining things, I'm imagining things, I'm imagining things," Lili chanted. "There aren't any ghosts here. There. Aren't. Any. Ghosts Here."

"LEAVE YOUR F-" Alcamy was so angry he could barely finish his sentence "Leave your family alone? No. No, I believe you're mistaken. I am not the one who is at fault here! Your sister, if that is what she is, has stolen my--er, something very important to me." Alcamy was now standing, his face right in front of Brandon's, though he had to stoop over a little to get it there. Suddenly, Alcamy flickered into invisibility. Ah, damn. He thought That must mean it's time to sleep. He sighed. "Good night, foul creature." Alcamy said to Brandon, mostly for the shock value, and then floated off to his room.

((Maybe it will be tomorrow, soon? :P))

[[kay.. tomorrow it is. Rachel's about out of power... so yeah- she'll just sleep there.]]

Rachel just gave him a dirty look before he vanished.
"What was WISE was the fact that girls got the idea of making a law for them to be able to hit guys, and guys couldn't hit them back." She said, and then saw one of the flowers she was laying on start to go back to it's normal not crushed position. She shifted to a kneeling position and tried to touch it. Her hand went right through it. But not before the flower in her hair fell too.
She sighed, and stood up. She needed sleep.

She walked straight into the house, since there was no point in trying to use the door, and headed towards the 4th floor, where her room had an excellent view of everything. She nearly fell back onto her bed, and went right through it to the floor.
'Crap...' She thought, laying on the ground. She rolled out from under it, and just fell asleep right on the floor next to the untouched bed.

[[kay. Gonna do another timeskip. anyone wanna do the honors?]]

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Peanut Butter rolled his eyes. "Why should you be protected better than us? Who said you're more important? You women just stay at your home washing dinner plates!" he spat.
"And if you're going to tell me that women work outside of their home, it's because we men allowed them!" he yelled.
He sighed and floated away. There was only one girl worth talking too. Funnily enough, her name was Jelly. She was also a ghost but she found the "light" twenty years ago.
(Hehe, Rachel and Peanut Butter fight a lot >.< )

Nate went back inside the house, scowling. It was already dark. Probably around six o' clock PM.

"I'm already cooking dinner," Lili said, trying to stop her voice from shaking.

"Okay, I'll call the kids." Nate went upstairs and knocked without opening the door.
"Lili's cooking dinner already. Let's go," he said loudly. Then he walked away, not knowing of what was happening inside.

[[crap.. oh well- Rachel can wake up and see what's going on, and probably like fall asleep on the floor or SOMETHING. P.s. i'm gonna change my character color to This color. kay?]]

(Sure ^__^ )


Carly was in her home with her friends and boyfriend, trying to forget about the house next to her.
She was not suceeding.
Her friend asked her what was wrong and Carly just said nothing.
"I have to ... go," she muttered and she walked out the door. Her dog, Cookie, followed her.
She didn't walk toward the house. She just stopped at her garden, with her too-large coat. The night air blew her hair softly as she continued to stare at the house, her gaze not breaking.

Lili was hurrying with her dinner so in a few minutes, she was done. But it wasn't the best dinner you can have. It tasted horrible.
"Ribs and chicken soup," she murmured. "I wonder if this is a good mix." She looked up and yelled, "Hey guys! Dinner's ready! Come on!"

"I already called them," Nate said. "Listen, honey, I'm sorry about saying that you were stupid for believing in ghosts..."

"You mean you believe me?" Lili said, brightening.

Nate just grimaced. Lili sighed.

Brandon was shaken some by what had just happened, but if he didn't look out for his sister then who else would? Certainly not their dad. He had always stood up and looked out for his little sister. He wasn't about to change that now even if it meant having to deal with this ghost or what ever it was.

Brandon sighed and went to check on Sara before seeing if dinner was ready. "Sara you in there," he asked as he knocked on her door. She didn't answer so he decided that she must want to be left alone. While walking down the stairs to the first floor he seen his dad heading over to stairs.

Dawn sighed as she realized that it was almost time to sleep. She wasn't sure, but it seemed like Rachel and her had some common ground. They both thought Peanut Butter was stupid sometimes and it wasn't appropriate for a man to hit a women. Dawn floated through the wall of the first floor, she was transparent/shadowy. Paying no mind to Nate or Brandon she walked upstairs passing right through Brandon. When she reached her rooms door she went right through it.

Brandon stood there in shock. "What the?" He shivered from the coldness as he stared at his dad. "Dad did you see that?"

"Eh..." Nate said. He was busy fidgeting his watch so he had no idea what Brandon meant. "No." He suddenly shivered. "Weird. Well, let's go, Brandon."

Sara faintly heard her father, mother and then brother call her down to dinner, but she decided to ignore them and keep on sleeping. It smelled awul. Her mom never did cook very well when she was nervous. Sara did become conscious enough to realize the sharp spots of pain all over her body. "Oww," she muttered, pulling each thumbtack off individually. "Stupid ghosts." Then she brushed all the thumbtacks and scraps of paper off of her bed (wincing a little at each papercut and thumbtack cut) and climbed under the sheets.

((Sorry guys, but I might not be posting for a few days. I have a sinus infection, the flu, or something. Just wanted to give y'all a heads up.))

[[ not Swine flu- right?..? ]]

(( OOC: Oh dear, I hope you get well soon D: ))

((No, not the swine flu...it's most likely just a sinus infection. Thanks Fading.))

(Oh okay. Get better soon! :heart: )

(*blinks* No one has posted anything new? You guys didn't have to wait on me...if you waited that is)

Brandon stared at his dad. He couldn't believe that his dad didn't see the shadowy women that walked past him then up the stairs. Knowing it would be no use trying to explain to his dad what just happened he sighed. After all his dad didn't want to believe anything else up to this point. Why would something that just happened in front of him yet he didn't see because of fiddling with his watch make any difference? "Ok dad, I'm coming." He slowly descended the stairs. He was still feeling cold and a little weird from that women passing through him.

(OOC: I was kinda waiting for the day to come, little K needs his rest, after all xD Are you all well now? :3)

((I wish people would stop posting OOC posts without any RP post to go with it... we have an OOC thread, you know.))

Sara woke up to a still-dark house, in a considerable amount of pain, that seemed to be coming from several very small points all over her body. "Owww," she moaned, getting up to turn on a light, and hurting her feet on a bunch of small sharp spots all over the floor. The light switch wasn't where she thought it would be, and it was then that she realized. This was not her house. The shock faded as Sara remembered everything that had happened in the past 8 hours. Were there really ghosts? Sara thought, as she finally found the light switch. She looked around to find her floor covered with thumbtacks and scraps of her favorite poster. "Aww... damnit!" she muttered, sweeping up the mess into a pile. "I guess I'll just throw all of this away, so it doesn't happen again," she sighed, and threw everything into her wastebin, which she then set outside of her room. She looked at her blood-spotted bed and shuddered. "Ew!" Sara grabbed the covers she hadn't yet put on the bed, and covered the bare mattress, then laid atop it. She couldn't sleep. Sara stood and crossed to the closet, opening the door.

(OOC: I don't see a point of making a post there, it's not like anyone ever posts or talk in it...)

Kadrius jolted awake when the sound of the closet door opening reached him. Vaguely feeling relieved that he was currently invisible to all living eyes (He hated it when people walked in on him sleeping or in a state where he wasn't all that 'presentable'! Ghosts needed their privacies too, he thought.), he sat up on the pile of clothes and rubbed his eyes blearily, glaring at whoever it was who dared to disturb his rest. Ah. The thumbtack-girl. He momentarily debated on throwing the clothes rack at her, but a quick swipe at it that landed empty reminded him that his energy hadn't fully recharged yet. Scowling, he stood up and folded his arms across his chest, daring the girl to so much as place a foot inside. He'll stop at nothing to protect his sanctuary.

((Hmm... that's true. :P))

Sara looked at the clothes that sat on the floor of her closet. They seemed... odd. Almost as if an invisible weight was pressing down on them. I should probably hang up my clothes at some point... she thought. Sara started to head out the door to grab her boxes, but decided against it. She was too tired. Sara stumbled back over to her bed and fell back asleep without even bothering to turn off the light.

( OOC: Actually...the clothes on the floor aren't Sara's, they belong to the last family that had occupied the house ^^; )

Kadrius tensed when the girl reached out a hand, but then she had stopped and walked away. He blinked. Well. That saved him a lot of energy. But the girl had left the door open, and the light from the room pierced into his eyes like a beacon into the night sky. Urgh. He hated bright lights. One of the reasons why he was never seen outside the house during the day. He walked over to the door and slammed it shut, not caring if the action used up another notch of what little energy he had at the moment, before hovering back to his clothe-bed and flopped back onto it. The intrusion had taken away all thoughts of sleeping, so he spent the rest of the night sitting on the clothes, brooding.

(shwoops! I will change that, then. :sweat:)

Alcamy blinked and rolled over. I wish I could sleep... he thought. Alcamy hadn't been able to sleep since he'd lost his locket. Not that he really needed it; he only needed to lay very still to build up energy, but sleep was always so refreshing. Alcamy looked up at the window. It was light. Finally, morning. Alcamy stood and brushed himself off, and then floated out of his room's door.