(So are all the characters. They're alive, after a fashion. May I apply?)

(I would like to get in. Where's the app thread?)

((Meh. I tried to start a story with the tall shady character...))

((Eh, I don't think the concept was quite enough. Like my "Deep Earth" RP, there's not much to do, not much of a story, not really much to do to interact with other people. Maybe besides having only dead roleplayers, some people can be on a research team/soldiers for it that is out to find and stop the freak dead?))

((Yeah, well it sorta... died?))

((I had no idea the thread was up. I found it and was like, "oops."))

((glad to see someone is interested still.))

Hugo began to walk down the road, people screaming and running from him. One kid with an ice cream cone went as far as to come over and feel his face to see if it was real. When he felt the blood on his hand, he started to cry and ran to find his mother. Hugo felt like a monster, although this was only the physical - not mental - case.

((Doododoododoodoo.)) The shape stared out at the dead.

BlackFTW'ShadowstalkerxX999'

[youtube]www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUH3JQjcweM[/youtube]

When Chris turned his attention back to the T.V., a commercial for a thirteen-inch flat screen ended. It made a dramatic zoom in back to the news people, with fitting music.

"Welcome back to the Channel Thirteen News! Our latest story is of the consecutive murders of three teens by the mysterious Shadow Stalker."
"Shadow stalker..." Chris said to himself. "It couldn't be... could it?"
"The three boys from the big city Orlaen were murdered all three minutes apart. Reports and investigations show that they were all shot with a handgun. The three teens, Kyler Johnson, Drew Anderson, and Carlos Dieu, all died in a visit to a mall. There were no witnesses, and the bodies were found in a bathroom stall. A card with 'ShadowstalkerxX999' written on it was found with the bodies. More info as the story develops." The news report then shifted into a story about how some teens younger than him saved a box of kittens from drowning.

"So... Your creepiness?" Mike spoke up timidly. "Can you explain... Well, anything?"

The T.V. suddenly turned on. It was on the News channel.
"Our latest story is the three chain murders of the Shadow Stalker! More on this after the commercials!"
The video faded off into a commericial for cheese-flavored yogurt. During this interruption, Chris jumped across his bed and over to his dresser. He took his phone off of it and opened it. He looked at the screen. A new message? He navigated to the new message, and read it.
"Turn on the T.V."
"Already done. Or rather, the T.V. turned on itself." Chris thought to himself.

Alex's Body was flung across the room. But instead of smacking into the wall he flew right through it onto the other side."What the F*CK" Alex said as he floated through the wall and back into the church.

((Pardon my god-modding.)) The man hardly flinched, and pointed at Alex. His hand flashed with purple energy, sending Alex across the room. "Not undead you say? Then why can I see you?"

"What the hell is going on?!" Chris shouted to himself, as he backed away from the crash site. He backed up into his computer table, and the monitor fell and crashed into the floor. The screen broke and glass went everywhere. It cut Chris' feet a bit, but he ignored it as it wasn't a dire pain. His phone vibrated, and he heard it from across the room.

Alex floated over towards the man and circled around him.
"Hey...Jonathan I dont think He is Undead" Alex yelled across the church.
He then came around to the front of the man and got about 3 inches away from his face and yelled "BOO".

The book case eventually fell. Fell down. On top of Chris? No. Right before it would've hit Christofer, it stopped in mid-air, and got thrown to the side. The bookcase flew into a nearby table, crushing it and everything on it. Books and woodchips were everywhere in a jumbled mess of pens and papers.

((*Twilight Zone theme*)) Mike looks at the hooded figure, a mixture of confusion and fear on his face.

"Soldier? I prefer Commander." The figure said. He raised an arm, and made a beckoning motion with a gloved hand, and it began to glow a faint purple hue...

Eventually, the grip on his wrist released and Chris literally flew backwards into his chair. The wheels on the chair made it able to skate across the hard-wood floor and into a nearby bookcase. The speed and force of the chair hit the large piece of furniture, and it started tipping over.

"And besides if they try to come in. I could probably posses a few, and scare them away." Alex said then started to laugh a little.He then noticed the tall man in the Brown Robe. "Hey D*ck Head" He yelled trying to check if he was Undead or not.

"state your name soldier!"

When the hand had retracted fully into the screen, with half of Chris' forearm with it, he was stuck in the computer frame, his shoulder making him too big to fit inside the screen. Of course, he still felt a tugging on his wrist. He felt like his hand was going to be ripped off.

"I did." A tall hooded shape walked out of the shadows. It was covered in brown robes, and his face could not be seen.

BlackFTW firm grasp on Chris'

"we barricaded the door to keep the church goers out!"

''Except when the church-goers come in tomorrow morning.'' Gin said, arms crossed. He and Jonathan seemed to be the most experienced, he dully noted. Looking into the shadows, Gin wasn't very surprised. He guessed someone was still there. Pointing his gun in the shadows he yelled,''Come on out-a!''

((Maaayybbbeeee.))
Just before a shadowy hand touched the screen of the photo, Chris closed the browser in a flash. His heart pounded, and his veins pulsed hard. Just as he started to get out of his chair, a hand extended out of the computer screen and grabbed Christofer's wrist. The hand was covered in blood, and the skin was literally falling off right in front of Chris. He screamed, but he knew no one heard him. The hand started retracting into the screen when it had gotten a firm grasp on Chris' wrist.

"wha- who was that?!" Jonathan shouted making a gun shape with his hand

"Safe from what exactly?" A deep, aged voice said from the shadows.

Chris eyed the picture. It was of... himself? It was a .GIF? Why was it moving? Why was it copying his movement. Suddenly, a dark shadow in the background of the picture caught Christofer's eye. It was... moving? Moving towards him and the screen?

after a while the pews had been stacked against the door "thats some fine stacking men, now we're safe!"

Well, that didn't end well. Chris thought to himself as he copied the address from the IRC logs and into his web browser. After typing it in, his hand hovered nervously above the enter key. Eventually, he gave in and hit Enter. The page took a long time loading, and even after it did, it took forever to load some .PNG file that was apparently the only thing on the page.

Frowning, Gin picked up a pew with ease, throwing it against the door. Doing the same with the other, he absentmindedly scratched his scarred throat.

((Do ghost have ghostly powers like possessing people ?))

"Well...I am a ghost so I can be like a Spy right?" Alex asked.

"now everyone take a bench/pew and barricade that door!" he said picking up a bench on his back

"Christothemoon: Kyler, can you give me a link to that page?"
"Kyler_123: sure http//qqr.ierkxf2321.gho/sdae"
"Christothemoon: Thanks. Also, could you PLEASE get better grammar?"
"ShadowstalkerxX999: Shut up, Chris."
"Christothemoon: Don't tell me to shut up!"
"Kyler_123: hes right chris better shut up"
"Christothemoon: But he doesn't have any motive to tell me to shut up!"
"Kyler_123: yeah he does now go to that damn website you wanted so bad and shut up"
"Christothemoon has been banned."

Looking around, Gin didn't really see anyone. Walking towards the pews, he sat down on one and looked around boredly. He was good with the others barricading and stuff. He also noted that he wasn't tired, hungry, or thirsty.

Having no other plans, Mike followed the soldier.

"now we barricade the doors and keep this as homebase!"

((Cool ))

Alex Picked up a Rock then Followed the two into the church.
"So...what Now" Alex asked then started throwing the rock into the air and catching it when it came back down.

Christofer opened up a new tab in the IRC, and typed in Kyler's IP. The question "What's Kyler's username?" popped up. Naturally, Chris answered with the correct username. He was forwarded to a channel with two other people in it, one's username being Kyler_123 and the other's being ShadowstalkerxX999.

((Yes, I believe so. It will be lame if ghosts can't pick up stuff.))

''Well, I guess so. To my knowledge, theres only a handful of us. What a shame...'' Gin said, walking towards town. It was getting slightly dark, so he followed the crazy guy into the church.

">> Marie died."
"<< What do you mean she died?"
">> She died."
"<< You're very blunt. How did she die?"
">> The TV said it was a murder case."
"<< Who murdered her?"
">> Didn't say. Apparently, the murderer is still unknown."
"<< Well, we could check out the site."
">> 'We'? No no no, YOU are checking out the site. Alone."
"<< No! YOU are. Don't argue!"
">> Nope, you are."
"<< Fiiiinnnee. Let me talk to Kyler, first, though."
">> Okay. His username is Kyler_123."

"so let us charge!" he said running straight through the church doors

"With that yelling we will be hunted."

Jonathan turned to Gin " WE NEED AN ARMY SON, THE LIVING SEE US IN PUBLIC AND WE GET HUNTED DOWN LIKE DOGS!"

Gin looked back, annoyed,''This isn't an apocalypse. Im all about taking stuff for our own needs and crap, but screaming like your part of the army again isn't going to help.''

((Can ghost pick up items?))