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Let's see how well a tragic rp will go. ^w^

Imagine if you could bring back those who have died. Would you? Even if the only way was through a suspicious, ouija board-like ritual, brought to you by a man claiming to be the devil? If there were rules you HAD to follow to avoid total disaster? If you knew that to keep them alive, and sane, you had to go out and kill the loved ones of others for them to feed on, possibly creating an endless cycle? If you had absolute control of their minds, and their actions?
Maybe you don't love that person at all. Maybe you just want absolute control over someone. Someone no one would miss if you had to dispose of them in the end, because they're already dead. Imagine that power? Being able to get rid of all your enemies without a trace, using someone who could never possibly be suspected of the crime, because everyone believes them to be six feet below the ground. Maybe it isn't the killing you're after. You could have your own personal assistant. Someone who will clean, and cook, and do all your work for you without a single complaint. So what if they were a real person once? Do they really think and feel for themselves anymore?

This is the power given to a select few this 'devil', as he calls himself, has deemed interesting enough to receive it. These people are given the opportunity to bring back ONE person from the dead. A loved one. Or maybe even a stranger. For their own personal use. The 'zombie' will do the bidding of the one who revived them; listen to every command, and follow obediently. However, there is a flaw. Apart from looking exactly like their former selves revived. (Except, all zombies have light blonde hair and turquoise eyes.) And apparently act and speak the same way, with the same intelligence level as before, they ARE still zombies. They need to feed regularly. And their food is live humans. They must consume the entire head of their victim, and usually eat the entirety of the body anyway, otherwise the victim will revive as a zombie as well...But one not so easily controlled. Those bitten, or only slightly eaten will die almost instantly, and revive as the typical zombie seen in zombie apocalypse movies. From there, they will spread until stopped by force. Their heads must be completely destroyed.
If one brought back from the dead isn't fed regularly enough, their eyes will turn completely black, and their skin and hair will turn paper white, their dark vains visibly protruding from beneath the rapidly thinning skin. Then, they will lose their minds, and break the control, going out and taking a bite of anyone they wish, even their own loved one.
So, feeding them. And killing to feed, is unavoidable. And there is no end to it. Like any other zombie, they meet their end when their head is destroyed.

Plot:
After reviving the person of their choice, the chosen ones must try to maintain the zombies needs, and try to continue life as normal...Either that, or use the zombie for their own gain. They will become aware that others may also have gained this power. Maybe more people will start to 'vanish', or a stray zombie will cross their path, after not been taken care of properly, and they will be forced to kill it before it spreads the virus. Or maybe another will target their life in order to feed their zombie, or vice versa.
And, maybe they will choose to befriend the other person, who obviously understands their situation. Or, they could attempt to kill them and their zombie, not trusting them to dispose of their victims heads properly. Either way, their fates will draw them closer to each other.
But, inevitably, the virus spreads somehow, and the number of wild zombies grows out of control. The chosen ones are left with the realization that they have done wrong. One can NEVER be brought back from the dead, no matter how much they wish for it. The zombies are suffering with the guilt of having to kill to maintain their sanity. And what is a life if it is completely controlled by another? Are they really themselves? Even if they smile and seem happy, they are trapped in constant agony of not belonging in the world of the living anymore. They will never age, or be able to continue a normal life. They are unable to sleep, or feel warmth; they are icy cold. And there is always a certain sadness in their eyes.
Bringing them back was cruel. And the only way to right the situation, is to kill off ALL the zombies. Including them.

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Everyone should know basic rp rules by now...But...
1) No Godmodding. Your zombie does NOT have super human strength. So don't pretend it can kill everything easily.
2) Don't kill anyone elses character without permission.
3) If you wish to leave the rp, make sure your characters are killed, or gone away somewhere if you think you might return.
4) Violence/romance is encouraged. But don't go overboard.
5) Try to keep little pointless scenes short, and to the minimum.
6) Use correct spelling/grammar/punctuation. Typos are inevitable, but dnt typ lyk dis all da tym.
7) No attention seeking. Let other people in the spotlight and don't ignore their plot twists. There is NO main character. They are ALL potentially as important as each other. And don't go injuring yourself every two seconds, or make your character have to be rescued all the time.
8) Don't get everyone stuck in a situation only you can get them out of, then stop posting.
9) No one liners. Try to make ALL posts contribute something useful to the story. If you have writers block, the posts can be short. But not RIDICULOUSLY short.
10) This rp is supposed to be sad, so have as many tear jerking scenes as you wish, but don't go overboard with it. And don't try to be too funny either...Of course, there will be a lot of horror/action with the zombie splatting too. That is encouraged.
11) ^w^ Have fun.

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Appearance age:
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You can have as many characters as you can handle. But try to keep it in the single digits. Don't have like 20.

Name: Futago Kagami.
Age: 19.
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Reason for bringing back deceased: When he was 12 years old, he and his twin brother were left alone in the house one night when their parents went out. Later that night, when the twins were asleep, the house caught fire. No one knows what caused it, but Futa blamed himself, as he remembered seeing a lit candle in the living room, and couldn't remember whether he blew it out or not. One of the neighbours was able to throw a ladder across from his bedroom window to Futa's bedroom window, and climb across to pull him out of the smoke filled room. However, when he went back across to get to Gem's room, the corridor separating the rooms was thick with flames, and he was ordered by the fire fighters to leave the house. Although the fire didn't get into Gem's room, the smoke did, and he was suffocated in his sleep. He experienced no pain, but Futa did.
Futa spent the next seven years re-living the night over and over in his head. Why hadn't he done something? Why had he just allowed himself to be rescued? He had to see his brother again, if only to apologize.

Zombie name: Gemini Kagami.
Appearance age: 12.
Real age: 19.
Appearance: Posted Image (But with turquoise eyes.) Living, he had black hair and brown eyes like his twin.



The rp starts as the characters use the ouija boards they are given, at a cemetary, or by an urn, or a place where the deceased used to go, or where they died. You can start by them recieving the ouija board if you like, and you can include a flash back of how their loved one/person they're bringing back died. It doesn't really matter if the timing of it all adds up in the first post...Like if two of you chose the same cemetary to start in, but it doesn't happen at the exact same time. Just as long as the timing makes sense in the next post.
You don't have to go into too much detail of how the ritual is done.

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Name: Tate Langdon.
Age: 21.
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Reason for bringing back deceased: He was Tate's boyfriend.

Zombie name: Jay Richardson.
Appearance age: 20
Real age: 25
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Name: Marian Hawke.
Age: 20.
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Other: She is Tate's best friend and was the one who told him about the "Devil".

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[Requesting to be the Devil, giving people powers, keeping tabs, making deal, sowing chaos...etc, etc.]

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{>..< Sorry. I missed you in chat earlier. I really didn't want to have to reply in here, since it's OOC. I'm in chat now. That sounds interesting, but can we talk about it first? It's probably something that will effect how the rp starts.}

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Name: Satan, Lucifer, Beelzebub, Abaddon, Apollyon, The Antichrist, The Leviathan, The Dragon, The Beast, The Great Deceiver, The Father of Lies, The Lord of Hell, The King of Thieves, The Ruler of Demons,

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Jay jumped onto Tate, giving him a giant hug. He pulled away, a huge smile on his face. "Don't worry, lovely. I'll be back tonight. I have a surprise for you." Jay said, winking at Tate. Tate smiled back and kissed him.
"Okay, but hurry back."
"Of course I will!"
Jay and Tate walked outside of the house, hand in hand. Tate then stopped on their porch as Jay continued walking, their hands still clinging together until Jay had no choice but to let go. Jay quickly got into his car, slamming the door and waving at Tate before starting up the car.
Tate smiled and waved back gingerly. Tate was.. happy. The happiest he had ever been. He felt as though Jay actually completed him. He watched as Jay backed out of the driveway then pulled out.
The smile on Tate's face instantly disappeared.
A semi-truck was speeding towards Jay's car. "JAY!" He screamed, running as fast as he could to the end of the driveway. But it was too late. The semi-truck slammed into the side of the car, making a horrible screeching noise.

"JAY!" Tate yelled again, this time, jolting up in bed. Sweat was beading down the side of his face and he was panting. He put his face in his hands, horrified. Then, he began to cry. Footsteps were heard running down the hallway and the door burst open, a scared-looking girl standing in the door way.
"Tate? Tate, what's wrong. I heard you scream." Mary said, jogging over to him and sitting next to him on his bed. Tate said nothing. "Did... you have that nightmare again?"
He nodded wordlessly and rubbed his red eyes.
Mary sighed and looked at the wall, debating whether to tell him or not. She had been putting it off for weeks now. She didn't want to get his hopes up for nothing. "Tate.. There's.. something I need to tell you.."
"What?" He said softly, looking over at her warily.
"Um.. I've heard.. rumours. There's apparently a guy who can.. bring someone who's deceased back to life."
Tate perked up, his eyes wide. "W-what? Are you serious?"
"Yes.. I don't know if it's true, but it's worth a shot to visit him, yeah?" She smiled weakly at him. "So, get dressed and we'll go visit him. We'll see what he's actually capable of." Mary stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. "I already have a bad feeling about this.." She said in a hushed tone, then, she went downstairs.
Tate swiftly hopped out of bed and got dressed. He felt.. better. This was the biggest chance to have Jay return. He knew in the back of his mind that this probably wouldn't work, but he easily ignored it. He had never wanted something so bad in his life.
He finished up getting dressed and practically ran down the stairs to Mary, who was already leaning against the wall next to the door. "Ready?"
Tate swallowed hard but nodded once, opening the door for her then closing it behind him. They both got in Mary's car, Mary driving and Tate in the passengers seat. Tate's face hardening into an obviously upset expression. He despised cars now.
They drove in silence for awhile, the only noise being the soft static from the radio. Finally, Mary spoke up. "Tate, please don't get your hopes up about this. It was only rumours. He might just be another scam artist trying to lure in people who want something that really only God could do."
Tate said nothing and continued staring out the window. He knew exactly what he was getting himself into.. so he thought.
After more quiet driving, they finally arrived at an old-looking building. Tate frowned. "Are you sure..?"
"As sure as I can be about something like this." She slid out of the car and Tate followed her. Mary huffed shakily as they approached the door. She hesitated, then knocked twice on the door.

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The Devil chuckled slightly as his door knocked twice and grinned a bit. He flicked his tongue out, forked, and ran out down his top teeth, each one sharp and white. He gestured toward the door, and it creaked open, showing a single room: a window, a table, and around the table, three chairs. Satan sat in one, a large leather seat. He sat back, leaning on his shoulder blades against the back of the chair. His right leg was crossed over his left, and he hung his head, titling it slightly as he looked up at the door. His hands rested on his stomach, fingers interlaced into a dome.
"Cooome iiiiii-iiiiiin..." Lucifer intoned, his voice sing-song but with an edge. Sinister. Menacing. He raised his head as the two figures at the door hesitated, frowning slightly and very briefly. "Please." He said with a more forceful tone, and the two stepped in, the door slamming behind them.
Satan's eyes glowed in the darkness, a dim gold; and then the room was lit. He smiled, a slimy, unnerving smile that did not reach his inhuman eyes.
"Hellooo..." He said, the loitering, lazy sinister tone back. His voice was soft but edged. "How can I help you today?"

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Tate and Mary automatically had a very, very bad feeling about this guy. Tate worriedly clung onto the back of Mary's shirt.
"Hello.." Mary said, her voice shaking a bit. She observed the man cautiously.. and curiously. He had.. something sinister about him. It seemed like an aura of black was practically glowing around him. She walked forward, Tate still clinging to the back of her shirt as she did so.
"I've heard rumours that you are capable of bringing people back from the dead.." She walked closer to him, uncomfortably sitting down in a chair that was across from him. "Is this true? My friend Tate here.."
"My boyfriend died. Please. If the rumours are true, please, bring him back." He interrupted, a begging edge to his voice. Mary was quite surprised. Tate was usually a very quiet and reserved person.. Especially after the accident.

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"Gem...I really don't think you should be touching that..."
"Oh, lighten up, will you? If we weren't supposed to drink this stuff, mum and dad wouldn't leave it where we can get to it so easily."
"Please, Gem...I have a really bad feeling about this," Futa pleaded, eying the bottle of champagne with distrust. "You'll get into trouble...And what if it makes you sick? Just put it back, ok?"
Gem rolled his eyes, and opened the bottle, giving Futa a teasing smile as he raised it to his lips, and drank as much as he could in one go. He was still perched on the kitchen counter, his legs swinging backwards and forwards, kicking the draws, as he drank. "I'm not sick yet," he commented sweetly. "And I don't care if I get into trouble...Who knows when I'll get the chance to do this again. Here. Have some." He offered the bottle to his older twin.
Futa shook his head quickly. "No...It's wrong."
Shrugging, Gem lifted the bottle to his mouth again. "Your loss."


Futa smiled sadly as he stared at the unopened bottle of champagne on the table in front of him. A present for his 19th birthday...But, he didn't drink. He never had, and doubted he would ever. He wondered how Gem would spend this day. Knowing him, he'd be having much more fun.
The phone began to ring, but Futa ignored it, sighing as it went to answer machine.
Hey Futa, it's mum. Your father and I wish you a happy birthday...You should come and visit some time. We bought you a present. Then, the room was filled with a brief, annoying beeping sound.
Futa stood up, and walked over to erase the message. He wouldn't be visiting them today. Or tomorrow. Or even the next day. They never made an effort to come see him...In fact, they had pretty much ignored him since that night.

"I knew it was a bad idea! You're drunk, aren't you?" Futa groaned, as Gem sat in the corner of the living room, giggling at apparently nothing. He was on the second bottle now, and Futa couldn't get it away from him. "You have to stop!"
"I don't...havv'o do anything..." Gem slurred, his smile vanishing as Futa attempted to pull the bottle from his grip. He scowled, and pulled it back, laughing again as some of it sloshed onto the carpet. "Now you'll be in trouble!" he taunted. "Look wha'you did..." His voice drifted off, and he yawned deeply. Apparently he was a tired drunk. Which was fortunate for Futa.
Letting out a sigh of relief, as his brother slowly drifted off to sleep, Futa gently took the bottle from him, and placed it back in the cupboard. Then, he hurried back over to clean the champagne from the carpet. The room still smelled like alcohol, though...
He looked around, and saw one of his mothers scented candles. Maybe that would get rid of it. It was a little wobbly, as it had been dropped earlier that day, so he placed it between two books, and lit it. Instantly, the smell of the candle began to overtake the smell of the alcohol. "I'll have to remember to blow it out before I go to sleep," he muttered to himself. Then, he made his way back over to Gem, kneeling beside him, and pulling his arm around his shoulders. "Come on," he muttered, half supporting him as he climbed the stairs to Gem's room. He smiled as he thought of how well his brother would sleep that night...and the headache he would have in the morning.


Futa walked back over to the table, and picked the bottle up, putting it away in the nearest cupboard. He would just give it to one of the neighbours. There was no point in letting it go to waste. Last year, on his 18th birthday, when he became legally able to drink, he had put the bottles he had received on Gem's grave. But not this year...This year, he had something else planned for his brother. He was finally going to apologize for what he did to him. The only 'birthday present' he was interested in, was seeing Gem's smiling face again. And, it was about time to go. No one would be in the cemetery at this time of day...But, he was still a little sceptical. The thing the 'devil' guy had given him looked like an ordinary, fake ouija board...All he had to do was let a little of his blood drop onto the centre of the board, and place a coin on top of it. Then, he had to move the bloodstained coin over the letters of his brothers name, while sitting beside the grave.
"It wont work," he whispered, knowing that deep down. But, something was making him want to try it anyway.

"Gemini! GEMINI!...Get him out of there...You have to do something!"

If he had tried back then. If he had done something instead of sitting there, crying...Maybe he wouldn't be doing this now. Maybe he and Gem would be sat around a table with their parents wishing them happy birthday.

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Name: Mia Toretto
Age: 19
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Reason for bringing back deceased: It was her younger brother who died at age 17, shot in an armed robbery. The two of them were going to go swimming on a summer day, and her brother was going to get some money from the bank, but the robber shot him and 2 other people in the bank before he ran away. He hasn't been caught yet, and Mia has imprinted his face in her memory.
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Mia could still remember the gunshots from where she was, sitting behind the wheel in her car. At first, she couldn't move. Her knuckles where white from the grip she had on the wheel, and it took her a good 5 minutes before she got out of the car. The trip from the vehicle to the bank, she can't recall, but somehow she got there. The white marble floor was red with blood from the 3 bodies that lay on the ground.
"Gabe!" she called and looked around frantically. "Gabe! GABRIEL!" her voice grew louder and when she found him, she was screaming. The bullet had hit him in the heart, and he had died in mere seconds. She was just glad that he hadn't felt any real pain. The police had taken her away and she went to hosiptal where she slept for nearly a day. All Mia Toretto remembers is the part where she found her brother on the floor, and all the blood.
The following days, she withdrew and became very introverted. The only one she talked to was her dog, Saga. Her parents were overcome by grief and didn't have the capacity to take care of her anymore. So she moved out. She wished more than anything that she could bring her brother back somehow...


Her hair was all messy as she woke up that morning, and the night before hadn't yielded any sleep at all. So the young girl was tired and looked a right mess as she stood in front of the mirror, examining her tattooes.
Mia decided that all of this didn't matter right now, so she pushed the controller for her Xbox away from the bed, powered down her computer and went back to sleep. Her heart was absolutely racing though. Not fifteen minutes ago had she been woken up by a man claiming to be the devil. Of course, Mia had scoffed and not believed him, but there was something in the back of her head that was nagging at her. She could deny it all she wanted, but she knew that she was going to the cemetary tonight, with the ouija board.
Several hours of sleep later, a couple of glasses of vodka and five cigarettes, Mia finally went out the door. When she got to the cemetary, it seemed like no one else was around, so she found his grave and kneeled down. her jeans would get dirty, but she didn't care. Where was this devil guy? Was he going to show up?
"Please Gabe." she mumbled and took the knife. "I hope this works."

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There was something missing from Futa's memory of that night, although, he was sure he knew why...He made himself forget, to try to get rid of the guilt. But it never worked. He couldn't remember whether he blew out the candle or not. As he made his way up to the cemetery, the board securely held under his arm, he tried for what felt like the one thousandth time to remember.
But no matter what...It always skipped to the part where he woke up.

'Smoke...'he thought, frowning in his sleep. He didn't believe there could be a fire, at first, because the alarm wasn't going off. But, as his eyes flew open, they filled with terror. The room was thick with black smoke, and he couldn't breathe.
"H-help...!" he choked, getting out of bed quickly, and pressing his hand to his face. He was coughing, trying to get rid of the smoke that filled his lungs. If this continued...he would die. He hastily made his way to the window, and struggled to unlock it with one hand. Pounding on the glass to try to wake the neighbours next door, he threw open the window, and hung out of it, gasping for air. "HELP!" he cried out, trying to get the neighbours' attention.
Fortunately, the bedroom window of the neighbours was close to Futa's, and he managed to wake them. He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the husband ordering his wife to call the fire brigade. Moments later, a ladder was thrown across, and the man began to climb over to Futa's window.
"Come on..." the man said kindly, as he climbed in through the window, and guided Futa onto the ladder. "Don't worry...I got you."
Futa nodded bravely, and began to climb across, refusing to look down. "My brother..." he started, but began coughing again before he could finish, as the woman helped him off the ladder, and into the safety of their house.
"It's ok...Everything is ok now," she assured him, sitting him down on the bed. "I called an ambulance, as well," she told her husband. "But I can look after him until they get here."
Futa began to panic...Why were they talking? Why weren't they going back over to save Gem? "Gemini!" he screamed, reaching back out towards the house. "GEMINI!...Get him out of there!...You have to do something!"
But, the man was already half way across the ladder again. However, moments later, there was a burst of orange light, as he opened the bedroom door, and was thrown back into the room. The flames were impossible to pass. Futa could see them clearly from where he sat.
He opened his mouth to scream.
The next few minutes...which seemed like hours to Futa, were too confusing for his tired mind to take in. There were sirens, and shouting voices, and he was led outside to a white van, along with his neighbour, who was badly burned. He tried to ask for his brother, but no one seemed to want him to talk.
And then, Gem was finally brought out, carried by one of the firemen. He was unconscious...He had been so drunk, he probably slept through the entire thing. But, something was wrong. As he was laid in the ambulance, the paramedics instantly swarmed around him. They stayed like that, using a strange machine that Futa couldn't see properly. It continued all the way to the hospital.


Futa shook the horrible memory from his mind as he entered the cemetery. He hadn't found out until the next day that his brother was gone. And he didn't eat for two weeks afterwards.
But now, maybe he could make everything alright again. He was aware that there was someone else in the cemetery, after all, but he didn't acknowledge them. He just headed straight for Gem's grave, clutching the board to his chest, now.
He set the board down at the foot of the grave, and made a small cut on the end of his finger, letting the blood drip onto the centre of the board. Then, he crossed his fingers as he put a coin down on the drop of blood, and moved it to the letters, spelling out: G E M I N I.
At first, it seemed like nothing would happen...Then, the board began to disintegrate. In its place, the shape of a body began to form on the ground, unrecognisable at first. But, although the hair was a different colour, by the time the body was fully formed, Futa knew it was his brother.
"Gemini..." he whispered, as his brothers' eyes opened, now a bright, turquoise, and he slowly sat up. Futa wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. He felt as though he would never let go of him, even though he could almost feel Gem's confusion.

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Satan smiled again. Still menacing. Still...fake. The room was cold.
"Of course." His tone was pleasant enough. He ignored Marian and looked at Tate. "Tate, was it? Love is a powerful motivator. I should know."
He leant forward, out of the shadows that obscured his face. The tattoos running up his neck seemed to shift slightly, but only slightly. Barely noticeable.
"You can use...this." He gestured toward the table, where a Ouija board sat. It hadn't been there when Tate and Marian sat down, but Satan knew they wouldn't notice. Humans didn't...want to notice the unusual.
"Your blood. This coin." He turned his hand over from where it had been resting on the table, now holding a strange, inscribed coin between his thumb and index knuckle, proffering it to Tate. "Spell his name. Picture his face. And you'll be back with your...love, soon enough." He smiled at Tate took the coin, and sat back. He flicked it tongue. They wouldn't want to notice the fork, either. "You knoow..." he said, musing now, "they say homosexuality goes against the bible."
He chuckled as he watched Tate's face notably harden. "But who needs that old thing, anyway...questions?" His voice seemed to hiss on the final 's', snake-like.

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Elsewhere, and elsewhen, Satan brushed ash from his white blazer as he walked through the night into the graveyard, his feet leaving tar-prints every step, which steamed with heat. His eyes looked through the darkness and spotted Mia, who was, in turn, looking for him. Everyone did, sooner or later.
"Miiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaa..." his voice drifted on the wind, and surrounded her, eerie and faint in the night air. He smiled as she whipped her head around, and then appeared standing in front of her, behind a headstone.
"Hello. Nice night for it." He gestured to the sky. Clear. Full moon. "If you're into that sort of thing. I find the weather so...trivial, these days..." He smiled again.
"You'll want one drop on the centre, in that circle there...good..." Lucifer snapped his fingers, and once again held the coin between his thumb and index knuckle. "Now, this on the blood. Picture the face. Spell the name." He looked up quickly and drew breath. And then smiled. Someone was watching. And They were not pleased. Still, They abided by Their own rules, foolishly. Free Will. What a perfectly hateful gift, wasted.
"You should do fine. I have to go now. I have...business." He turned and left, his feet burning patches in the grass as he walked into the darkness, beyond Mia's sight, and disappeared.

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Tate glared at him when he brought up the bible. He shook his head at him and sighed, looking down at the board. Mary shifted, obviously very, very uncomfortable with this.
"I've always heard that you can just talk to people with these things, not bring them back.." Tate said quietly then he looked over as Mary got up.
"Thank you for your time." She said quickly. She was beyond ready to get out of there. "Tate, let's go."
"What about the board.."
"No. Leave it. We're messing with something that we should have no business messing with."
He stood up, angered. "If you want no part in it, then fine. But this is my decision. And I'm going to do it." He hissed at her, swiping the board and coin off the table. Mary huffed, now angry too. She stormed out of the house and got into the car.
Tate frowned as he looked down at the board. He didn't want to admit it, but he had a bad feeling about this as well.. He looked at.. 'Devil' and nodded once. "Thank you." He said softly then ran off to the car, clutching the board to his chest. "Mary.."
"What?" She asked in a snapping tone.
"Can we go to the graveyard? Where Jay's buried.."
Mary was quiet for a moment, then sighed. "Fine. It's on the way home anyway." She might as well humour him. She knew it wasn't going to work. They began to drive, once again, in silence. This time the air was extremely tense. Tate was beginning to get more and more stressed the closer they got to the graveyard. After awhile, they finally arrived and Tate jumped out of the car before Mary could even unbuckle her seatbelt. He ran to Jay's grave, knowing where it is immediately from visiting it so often. He stopped in his tracks when he finally had approached it, then dropped to his knees. A deep frown appeared on his face as he read the gravestone. Seeing this always killed Tate. And brought back the memory of that fateful day. He ran his fingers lightly over the carved in words, then set the Ouija board down. "I hope this works.. I miss you so much.."

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A sound reached her ears as she was about to perform the ritual, and hopefully bring her brother back to life. The girl whirled around to figure out what it was. It sounded like footsteps, but as quickly as she'd heard them, as quickly had they disappeared. Mia's heart settled after a minute allowing her to breathe more evenly, and she returned to the board on the grave. She looked at the name on the stone, and a weak smile displayed on her face. What was she doing? she thought. But now that she had come this far, why turn back? She'd already crossed the 'crazy-line'. "Miiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaa..." his voice rang through the air. It seemed low, but loud at the same time. As if it was directed only at her.
She stood up faster than she'd ever done, her heart beating through her chest. He smiled his eerie smile as he stood behind the headstone and Mia couldn't bring herself to speech, but just stared at him with both confusion and sadness in her eyes. There was something fundamentally dark and fearsome about him. Then this.. Devil, began instructing her on how to perform the ritual. For some reason Mia did as she was bid, not able to deny him. All the willpower she usually possesed had left her, and she'd become a puppet on a string. The drop of blood landed right in the center of the circle. He then proceeded to give her the coin she needed to complete it and she took it, touching his hand ever so lightly as she did. It felt like he was burning under his skin.
"You should do fine. I have to go now. I have...business." he said and then turned to walk away.
At first, she just stared at the footprints he had left. The scent of it reached her nostrils and she frowned, wrinkling her nose. They were steaming, the grass burned.
"Wait!" she reached out towards him, but he was already gone. "Help me...Please." Mia lowered her arm again and fell to her knees.
"Now, this on the blood. Picture the face. Spell the name." he had said.
She did so, and closed her eyes while seeing his face. The board began to smoke and then burn, only to disappear afterwards. When Mia opened her eyes again, a body was lying on the ground. She did nothing but sit there and stare for a moment. It wasn't possible. No way. The first thought that entered her mind was: So.. He really was the Devil? She shuddered at the thought but turned her attention towards the body on the ground. His eyes were closed at first, but as she softly spoke his name with tears in her eyes, he woke up. Mia hugged him as he recognized her, unable to stop crying.
"Your hair is all white!" she exclaimed after they had examined each other for a while. He nodded and tried smiling, and stroked her cheek. "I've missed you so much Gabriel!" she said and hugged him again. "Are you-..." Mia turned her head and looked towards the sound. Something was making noise, and she knew that it was the same thing as before. "Hello?" she called out in a scared voice.

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Futa didn't release Gem from the hug for a long time. Despite the fact that it was getting cold, despite the fact that Gem was completely still, with shock, and, knowing him, irritation. A stray tear rolled down Futa's face, and he wiped it away on the back of his hand, before holding Gem at arms length by the shoulders. "Y-you're really here..." he breathed, staring tearfully at Gem's confused face.
Gem frowned at him, then nodded slowly. "I want...to go home..." he mumbled, his tone sounding just as confused as he looked.
Smiling, Futa nodded, and got to his feet, helping Gem up too. But, Gem wasn't steady on his feet yet, and stumbled into Futa. "Here..." Futa lifted him off the ground, and carried him towards the exit of the cemetery. The person who had been there before was still there. And, not alone now. Futa looked curiously over at the girl, and the boy with the same light blond hair as Gem. He smiled at them, indicating he was friendly.
Gem, however, stared directly at the boy, his turquoise eyes not leaving his face for a second.
"What's wrong?" Futa asked him, worried. He looked at the boy again, and frowned. "You know...It's about to rain soon. You two should probably have worn coats-" He stopped when he realized what the boy was wearing. A suit. Just like Gem. His eyes were turquoise too.

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She heard voices in the distance. Mia rememberd what the devil had said about the weather tonight. Full moon. Clear skies. She was thankful for the bright moonlight illuminating the figures coming towards them. Her brother breathed heavily as his eyes found them as well. There was something wrong with Gabriel though. He looked... Hungry. Mia ingored it and returned her attention to the two boys in front of her.
They told them to get going because it would rain soon. "I.. I guess you're right." she said carefully. The boy next to the one who had spoken looked, familiar. He looked like her own brother. Same kind of eyes. Pale her, suit.
Mia stood up and narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "Why are you here? Who are you?" she asked and tugged at the back of her brothers shirt as he stood up. Her legs were unsure and she was trembling, still unable to fathom what had just happened.

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Futa was giving Gabriel the same suspicious look Mia was giving Gem. But, he shook his suspicions away, and forced a smile again. Although, the way Mia looked at Gem made him tighten his grip on his brother protectively.
Gem rested his head on Futa's shoulder, his eyes still focused completely on Gabriel. "I think we're here for the same reason you're here," he commented quietly, narrowing his eyes, a little.
Did that mean the were more of them? Futa knew thinking he was the only person the 'Devil' had chosen to give this kind of power was ridiculous...There was nothing special about him at all...Actually, it made more sense if there were more. But, could these two be trusted?...The 'Devil' had told him all the rules. That if he brought his brother back, he would have to feed regularly. And feed on humans. He understood what he had to do in order to look after his brother.
Did this girl? For a moment, he contemplated letting Gem eat them both right there and then. But he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Are we...here for the same reason?" he asked, knowing they would know exactly what he meant, if they were.

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Tate was already flinching before he plucked his finger with his pocket knife, then he inhaled sharply when he dug the tip of the knife into his finger. He smeared the blood on the coin that was given to him and set it in the middle of the board. He stared at the letters as he moved it over Jay's name and he closed his eyes tightly, imagining Jay's face. He felt a gust of wind hit him and he flinched; he was so nervous that even the littlest noise or breeze scared him.
He opened his eyes and gasped. It was Jay. He was lying right in front of him. He crawled up next to him, putting his hand on his cheek. "J-Jay?" He stuttered softly, staring down at his lover's body with wide eyes. Jay groaned a bit and slowly opened his eyes. Tate's face lit up. Jay looked.. different. His hair was white. His eyes were.. an odd colour. Tate didn't care though. Jay was alive.
"..Tate?" He asked quietly, propping himself up on his elbows. "Oh, my god. Tate." He squealed, tackling him to the ground and hugging him tightly. "What happened? I'm so confused.. Where are we?"
Tate said nothing for a moment and hugged him back tightly, his face burying in his shoulder. "We're in the graveyard. I.. I brought you back, Jay. I miss and love you, so I brought you back."
Jay pulled away, his eyes watering a little and he kissed him. Tate kissed him back, a tear rolling down his cheek. Jay immediately perked up when he heard voices. "Do you hear that?"
"What..?" Tate asked, but stopped mid-sentence. He heard it too. Tate stood up with the board, helping Jay to his feet. They walked hand in hand towards the voices; both of them were extremely curious. They then approached four people, two on either side and they were intensely staring at each other.
"Are you guys gonna start fighting? Don't do it here! You'll disrespect the dead." Jay said in a know-it-all voice. Tate smiled. He usually hated how much of an attitude Jay had with some people, but he really didn't care at this moment.

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"Are we...here for the same reason?" the boy said. Mia took a step towards him and eyed him over, then she slowly nodded and relaxed a bit. "Yes." she said softly. "We are." How could they not be?
When Mia had first heard that she could bring back her brother from the dead, she was overcome by joy even though she didn't let it show. The idea of having him back was all she could think about, and maybe she forgot about the other things the devil had told her. That he had to feed on humans. The thoughts came back to her now, and her stomach turned. She felt queasy for a moment, but then closed her eyes and swallowed hard. She couldn't afford to be sick or think about these things now, she'd done it.
"Who are you?" Mia repeated and looked Futa straight in the eyes, with her own shiny orbs. But before the boy could answer her, three more approached them. Two boys, who seemed very close. And another girl.
"Are you guys gonna start fighting? Don't do it here! You'll disrespect the dead." one of them said. Mia looked at him, figuring that he was the one who'd been raised from the dead, judging from his looks. Same white hair, same eyes. "No, we're not." she replied simply. Dead. The word stuck to her brain and made her stomach turn again. If they did start fighting, they'd actually disrespect themselves, and Mia would disrespect her brother. Or had she already done that? "Are there any more of us?"

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Tate shifted uncomfortably. "I.. guess there is." Jay looked over at Tate with a worried expression on his face.
"What's going on, Tate..?" Tate opened his mouth to respond, but then another voice jumped in.
"Tate! Where are you?" He heard Mary yell. He turned around, let go of Jay's hand and waved his arm to get her attention. Mary looked over at them, then froze in her spot, her eyes wide. She walked over to them, but her eyes never left Jay's face. "Jay.. is that.. really..?"
"Hi, Mary." He said, smiling a bit awkwardly.
"Oh. Oh, Jesus. It worked. It actually worked." She said, her last sentence in a squealing voice. She ran over and hugged Jay tightly. "Oh, I'm so glad you're back. Tate was so miserable without you. I even missed you even though you drove me crazy when you were around sometimes." She pulled away and smiled at him, even though tears were running down her face.
Jay smirked at her and wiped her tears away lightly. "Stop that. You're supposed to say 'oh, shit I thought I got rid of him for good'." Mary smiled back weakily and chuckled at his joke. Then, she turned around and made notice of the others staying around. They all had similar attributes to the revived Jay.
"Did you guys visit the Devil guy too?"




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