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 Singin' Those Winter Blues, OPEN!
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Race: Ghost
Age: Appears early 20s
Job: Musician / Merc
Series: Gungrave: Overdose
OOC: Peri - PST - Offline

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let's talk 'bout love, beauty,
romantic evenin's
Was this what it felt like to have the winter blues? Snowflakes falling, days of complete darkness rolling over them like a thick blanket. Back home, he was not much used to seeing anything quite like it. Sure, things often seemed bleak and hopeless but not so much as days that were entirely eaten away by the night. He always thought he was one who liked stargazin', but when you looked up at the sky and all there was to see were stars as far as the eye could see... the beauty started to fade. Wasn't that the point? Things were only ever pretty to begin with because everyone knew they never lasted. It was enough to make you really stop and think about what was fleeting. Heh, and here he went, getting all deep and poetic again.

All around him people passed, their cheeks rosy-red from the cold while they kept wrapped up tight in their heavy coats and scarves. Snuggled close to someone who cared for them in hopes of finding solace in warmth and closeness. While the flurries fell and stuck fast in an effort to continue to build the winter wonderland surrounding him, it all just phased right through. The season slipping through a ghostly body as seamlessly as air, leaving him with only emptiness. While puffs of white smoke left the mouths of others in ethereal wisps, Billy could only watch and silently yearn to feel anything physical.

Times like these it was difficult to tell the false from the real, especially for a misplaced ghost. But somethin' about this “season” hit him especially hard. That aside, the twinkling lights, the trees all decorated in the square, the far-off sounds of carolers—it sure did make for an awful nice backdrop as he hovered weightlessly above a fountain that had long since been frozen-over. Blue Lightning purred while he strummed her strings using delicate plucks from invisible hands, following along idly with the noise of the music from the voices in the distance. He had half the mind to join the festive group of singers but later decided he wasn't gonna go crashin' nobody's fun. As weird and crazy as Avalon was, there were still people who did not take so kindly to him being an actual ghost.

The pale moon sky sure was nice from this spot, though... It had an opalescent sheen that was only amplified from all of the lights and the cheer. He would've loved to have shared the sights with someone.

To those that might have cared to take notice, the only sign that Billy even existed at all was the guitar that drifted in mid-air. Seemingly playing itself, it might've looked eerie yet held a soothing sound, followed by the occasional humming of a few notes. Billy did his darndest to keep his volume down. Juji always did say that his singin' voice was like listenin' to two rocks rubbin' together, but that never really stopped him. Regardless, he figured if someone did manage to stumble along, they'd dismiss him as a decoration for the season. Or at least, he actually hoped that to be the case. Not like he ever wanted to startle anyone. Though that'd probably be jus' his luck.

& starry nights

A semi-recycled OPEN with rapid fire being totally a-okay with me! | Let a fun-loving guitar ghost keep you company!


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Race: Human
Age: 25
Job: Law Enforcement
Series: Voltron: Legendary Defender
OOC: Zena - Eastern - Offline

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all alone just the beat inside my soul
where my dreams are made of gold
Days like this were what made Shiro miss home the most. No, miss Earth the most, since the Castle of Lions had essentially become home to him during the time they'd spent there. He wasn't sure he could ever go back to Earth, even if he could get out of this strange place and back to the others, and the opportunity presented itself there. He just didn't know what would happen if he did, considering how long he'd been missing and the circumstances surrounding his brief return before Keith and the others had "rescued" him. Come to think of it, what would happen to the others when they tried to return? Presuming they ever could either, and that they hadn't already. For all he knew they'd saved the universe without him and were now relaxing in their homes on Earth, himself a distant memory.

He'd been wandering for about an hour at that point, feet taking him on a winding path through the city as his mind worked over things. It would have been easier for him to simply go hide out with the Black Lion and wait for the light to come again, wait for the holidays to pass, but even he couldn't be alone forever. Besides, occasionally the Black Lion refused to allow him to linger with her any longer because she knew it wasn't good for him to lock himself away. This time, he'd left before she forced him out.

It took him some time to realize there was music playing in the background of his busy mind. At first, it was so faint that it was understandable he didn't pick up on it, but as he drew nearer it was probably obvious how lost in thought he was. Eventually, though, it sank into his subconscious and he paused, looking around for the source. Speech



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Animus
Race: Ghost
Age: Appears early 20s
Job: Musician / Merc
Series: Gungrave: Overdose
OOC: Peri - PST - Offline

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let's talk 'bout love, beauty,
romantic evenin's
The ghostly guitar was almost gentle without her amp to give her that electrical spark of life, making the instrument purr a lil' more like a sweet kitten while Billy continued to stroke the cords. Somethin' about all this type of festivity really toyed with him, reaching down deep inside. Carvin' his spirit up like a knife. It was so cheery, so easy to follow along with that he could almost fool himself into thinking that he knew the words the carolers were singing by heart. Love, togetherness, stayin' warm on cold nights... These were his kind of songs!

He liked to think that Mika probably would've liked 'em. Maybe Grave, too, though he never could get the big guy to ever utter a word. But aw shucks, there he went again... At times like these it was truly difficult not to dwell on the people you cared about. Even if they were a whole 'nother world away.

Half way between switching the tune from “Jingle Bells” to “All I Want for Christmas”, he flitted and almost uncaringly phased through the old fountain. But what was this...? Crystal blue eyes peered downward, a man now standing directly below.

Alone too? Or was he waitin' for someone?

No sooner had he pondered upon the newfound stranger when Billy himself slowly materialized—like a sudden fog or hologram given thickness and shape. Gosh, he hoped the poor fella wasn't all by his lonesome. This world didn't need anymore lonely folks—no more lost ghosts. Hovering down a bit lower, the over-the-top ghost struck a pose like a rockstar taking the stage. Settling himself just over the iced over fountain, it gave off the illusion that he was standing as weightlessly as air over the thin sheet of frost.

“Well hey there, stranger!” He plucked a few more strings, this time really putting some soul into it so that the sound vibrated straight through them. Warm and energetic, not much unlike Billy himself. “You like rock n' roll? Cause if yer stuck here waitin' for someone, I could play ya a song!”

& starry nights

Takashi Shirogane | Hope this is alright~!


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Race: Human
Age: 25
Job: Law Enforcement
Series: Voltron: Legendary Defender
OOC: Zena - Eastern - Offline

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all alone just the beat inside my soul
where my dreams are made of gold
It was only because he was paying attention to his surroundings that he didn't jump when the specter appeared, but it was a near thing. He did definitely do a double take and huff out a quiet breath of relief though, so there was that. Honestly, would this place ever stop surprising him? Apparently not that day.

At least the specter was not only polite but nice. It had been a while since he'd actually talked to anyone, and he had to admit it sounded like a good idea at that moment.

"I'm not actually waiting for anyone," he admitted, "but I wouldn't mind listening to something. Rock and Roll sounds great." When was the last time he'd actually listened to music? Probably back at the Garrison he realized, surprised at how difficult it was to think back far enough to remember. He'd been too busy the rest of the time afterwards, for multiple reasons.

He realized abruptly that he was probably about to hear something he'd never heard before, and never could again after he left this place. It made him decide he needed to take in as much of the culture of this place as possible, because it was the only opportunity he'd have to learn about all the different worlds that existed here. It was like some giant conglomeration of people, places, and things from all over the universe. Kind of like the space mall, or at least what he'd heard of it from the others. That was one of the things he loved about their adventures through space: he'd gotten to meet so many people and see so many things. Not all of them were good, naturally, but that was just how the universe worked. Speech



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