Ghosts of Wrightwood - A 70s Ghost Tale (Currently Hella Open)

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Ghosts of Wrightwood - A 70s Ghost Tale (Currently Hella Open)

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Post by caffeinatedCreep » Tue Oct 17, 2017 2:23 am

(The start of it all! All information can be found in the OOC thread here.)


Bongs, beer, and babes. The perfect picture of 1970s America...When you water it down, that is.

Just like any time period, the more you focus in, the more you’ll see that it wasn’t that simple. The 90s weren’t all grunge and jelly shoes. The 80s wasn’t all exercise videos and teased hair.

The 70s was a time of tension, forgotten by the drugs and sex that was used as a way to ignore it. The 70s wasn’t just a time of love and peace.

But that also doesn’t mean that there weren’t people actively hoping and striving for that.

At a small high school in Wrightwood, California, the student body is...Mixed. There’s the stoners and the jocks, the popular crowd and the outcasts, the nerds and the rich kids, and the hippies that float in and out of any combination of the six. But then there’s the group that everyone seems to forget. They’d have a name, if anyone cared enough to give them one. But no one has.

They call themselves a number of things. “Dazers.” “Lighters.” “Ghosts.”

Going through the motions of high school year after year unceasingly and watching the times change is a curse. But I guess that’s what you get for dying on the first day of your senior year.

No one had paid them mind...Until the freshman class of the 1975-76 school year.

The goal: Find the cause for the curse and a way to break it.
"Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling." ~ J.D. /// Heathers

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Re: Ghosts of Wrightwood - A 70s Ghost Tale (Currently Hella Open)

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Post by caffeinatedCreep » Fri Nov 03, 2017 1:00 am

For the second year in a row, Abingdon Dove Hamilton stood on the sidewalk in front of Wrightwood Senior High. The underclassmen all rushed past, barely paying him any attention. Most didn't even seem to know he's there. Not that he didn't understand why; he was rather translucent, thanks in part to being dead.

Across the way, he spotted the others. His small friend group was waving for him to join them, and he sighed. Shrugging his shoulders, he moved to cross the lawn to them. As soon as he moved, he felt a shoulder brush his. Glancing down, his eyes caught on honey-coloured eyes. Their owner hastily apologized.

"Perdón," she said quietly. "I didn't see you there." Abbie smiled it off after a moment.

"No harm in it." She nodded gratefully and ducked away, and Abbie's eyes followed after her for a brief moment. Shaking his head, he continued to make his way to the other Ghosts.

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Mona Tatianna Cruz knew the paranormal when she saw it, and there was absolutely no way that the boy she'd just ran into wasn't a ghost.

When she stopped under a tree, she cast a glance towards where she'd run into him. He was standing with a few others, all of which seemed to be getting ignored by the other students milling around them. She thought it was rather strange, but she eventually looked away. Brushing her hair behind one ear, Tati glanced around at her classmates. It was the first day of her freshman year...But she didn't know if she was ready for it or not.
"Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling." ~ J.D. /// Heathers

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