Jay
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Name: Sofia
Age: 22 (the age they died)
Gender: female
Sexuality: lesbian (Closeted since it was considered wrong at the time)
Nationality: Spanish (Spain not Mexico)
Specious: The ghost of a deceased Elf
Appearance: when alive, this but she's greyish and see through.
Clothes: same as pic
Personality: kind, wise, logical, reasonable, fair, majestic, graceful, strong, bold, brave, honourable, and lady like. At least... She used to be. Now she's adventurous, wild, care free, and seeking thrill since nothing can hurt her as a ghost. However anything that could hurt her, usually emotionally, makes her a huge coward.
Fears: Being a ghost forever
Desires: peace
Powers: She can go through walls and turn invisible.
Weaknesses: She often gets flash backs to her past during which she becomes distracted and in a horrified, despressed, or hopeful trance. -
Can you start?
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Ok
We we're walking down the forest trail and Ester was skipping along happily. We had quite the age difference, considering she was sixteen. We weren't supposed to go this far into the woods, but she said she wanted to meet someone here from the other kingdom. "So, What's the name of this boyfriend of yours." I teased. "Actually he's my fiancé!!!" She cheered giddily as we reached the clearing where they were to meet. "Ester... This is the border. We must have made a wrong turn... Let's go back." I muttered, turning to walk away, but several warriors blocked my way. "Oh, you're in the right place." A familiar voice of 25 year old Prince Micheal from the kingdom assured me. He's been trying to get me to marry him for years, being the youngest in his family, he knows he has no hope of taking the throne of his own kingdom. "I will never marry you Micheal." I muttered, causing Ester to look very confused. "You two know each other?" She asked. "Yes, Very well... You see I don't need to marry you. I can marry her." He told me. "Congratulations, but it won't make you king." I muttered. He chuckled and shook his head. "Darling, could you wait at the coffee shop while I explain to your protective sister I mean no harm?" He asked Ester in a charming voice. "Ester wait I-" I began, but she rolled her eyes at me and went into the kingdom towards the coffee shop. "You see, if I kill you to get the throne, your sister will know and it will become a struggle to marry her. So, you have three options. Allow me to marry your sister and tragically perish tonight by taking this drink," he began, holding up a small flask. "Marry me, or... your sister will die. I promise in the first option I'll treat her as well as when I wooed her." He told me. This man was so insane... How did this mad man manage to charm my sister!?! Must be some form of dark magic... I didn't want her to die, but I didn't want to spend a life married to this man. Also, if I did, it would break my sisters heart. So, I took a deep breath, and down my throat the liquid went. "You'd rather die than marry me, what a shame... However understandable, being the witch that you are." He snickered. "What do you mean?" I demanded. "I know men aren't your fancy dear. I know your fancy is the sinful sort. Tomorrow morning, you'll wake in Hell for that." He told me with a smirk. I parked and looked at the ground. "Don't worry Princess, I won't tell your family. After all, we'll be too busy mourning you, it would make me look bad." He assured me before walking away to meet my sister. Realization hit me of everything that was happening now, but I hoped as I walked home that Ester would live happily. I walked down the forest trail, but having taken more of the poison than I was supposed to, it took affect quicker. I was halfway down the path when I suddenly screamed in agony and collapsed
This is the memory that Sofia had to relive when the witch brought her back from the dead. The soul was sucked out of her resting body and pulled into the reality that had changed very much since her day. "Rise! Rise! Rosalie! You're witnessing greatness right now! I'm bringing back the dead!" The witch cheered as Sofia blinked into the reality that began to wash over her like a deer in headlights. "What's happened to me!?! Where am I!?! Why aren't I breathing!?! I'm... I thought I was... Am I..." She rambled. "Sofia, great daughter of the King of Gold, I ask you a favour in return for returning you to your peace." The witch offered. Sofia hadn't heard a word, still caught like a deer in headlights from the supernatural things she saw around her. Like the super natural carnival in the distance or the tall towers made of glass and steel. -
Okay, so what I'm getting at is the witch is bringing back Sofia as Rosalie watches?)
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(Yeah)
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Kie, making sure.)
Rosalie smirked. She stared over Sofia's body like a hungry wolf. "Even death itself can be manipulated," she said to herself. Irresistibly, she placed her cold-blooded fingers against Sofia's neck, where her chilled skin was now warm. -
Sofia felt the tingling on her neck send her thoughts berserk as she studied the vampire girl. "I think she likes you." The witch teased, snapping Sofia out of her trance. "What's going on!?!" Sofia demanded. "Where's Ester!?! I need to tell her I'm..." Sofia muttered before staring at the pale greyness of her soul that began to take a somewhat solid form. She couldn't feel pain but other things she could feel much greater. "I'm not alive... Am I..." She muttered. "Welcome to the future dear. I brought you to the world of the living, because I need a favour from you. However you seem a bit destracted, so I should probably allow you to adapt to this timeline." The witch told her. "Where's my sister!?!" Sofia demanded. The witch pointed to a grave beside Sofia's, a grave for Ester who died forty years after Sofia did. "Considering what timeline she was in, she lived a long life." The witch assured Sofia. "I did something right then..." Sofia muttered, but the witch didn't hear from her excitement of her accomplishments.
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Ahhh sorry keep forgetting about this))
Rosalie grinned as she watched a dead body try to deal with its emotions, but she remained silent. She inched her fingers from Sofia's neck to her chest, where her heartbeat should have been. The longer Rosalie kept her fingers there, the warmer it became. -
(Lol no problem.)
"What are you doing?" Sofia asked, backing away as she looked at the woman in fear. The woman was attractive, but if she... she... she was already dead. She didn't have to worry about being stoned to death or about physical harm. She didn't have to be afraid. Still... she much preferred her peace than the company of the two uncaring friends. "Rosalie, I must prepare a room at my place for our guest. Would you catch her up on the timeline while I do so?" The witch asked. -
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"Why, of course-" Rosalie bit her lip and stared into Sofia's, now bright eyes. Inside her head, she was thinking, this will be fun..
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