creepy_ghost
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2000
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(OOC: I was looking to join another post, but couldn't really find anything... so if anybody out there is looking for a male, I'M HERE!! In the meanwhile, I was bored so I wrote up something new...)
I am a porter, one who walks the Earth but has no human body of his own. Porters are souls who are lost after their own body dies. Usually, one would either be sent to heaven or hell, but every now and than, a soul is overlooked. After all, with the immense population of this Earth, you can't expect God and Satan to keep EVERYTHING under control.
The soul keeps the mind of it's last form, in this case, I was David Jax and I died at the young age of thirty. It was a shame, really, and I was really confused at first with this whole lost soul buisness. But there are more like me walking the Earth and we all can tell each other apart through a sort of a sixth sense. Another porter explained it all to me. I no longer have a body of my own and must use other people if I want to be human again. Of course I can just wonder around, invisible, as nothing more than a spirit, a lost soul... but that's no fun. So I spend the days, walking the streets completely undetected, searching for a body to snatch.
A porter can only stay in a certain body for twelve hours. Not that big of a deal though, plenty can be done in that time.
Here I was again. Another night, another city, another street. I was looking for a body to snatch because quitely frankly, I felt like getting laid. I wondered inside a small restaurant and there I noticed this young lady. She was a waitress. Pretty blonde hair and blue eyes with a most attractive body. I came closer to her and moved my hand towards her face. Of course it passed right through her, but I still felt a bit of pleasure from simply touching her. She flinched but to her, my invisible touch felt like nothing more than a gust of wind.
I looked around, needing a body to snatch in order to meet and seduce this young lady. That's sort of an ability a porter has. We can tell someone something and all of a sudden, it'll seem like a fine idea to that person. I could tell someone that they should really consider throwing themselves into traffic and they'll damn well do it. It's not like they're hypnotized... no, humans just seem to trust every single word of a porter. It's rather odd, but very useful. It helps porters avoid trouble and yes, get laid.
I noticed a man in his early twenties, somewhat attractive, sitting alone. Quickly, I moved towards him and jumped inside his body.
Here I was now. About 6 feet tall, decently built, pitch black hair and green eyes. I looked towards the waitress again and called her over. She walked to the table I was sitting at in this brand new body and smiled at me.
"Can I help you, sir?" Her voice was oh-so sweet.
I grinned and put my porter powers to work. "You can start by telling me your name, babe."
And so she would tell me her name. Not because she wanted to, but because of this slight power I held over her. The power to get her to do what I wanted.
(OOC: What I need here first is the girl... the details I'm leaving up to whoever wants to take this role. Keep in mind that David has this power which makes you willing to do anything he says or asks for. I don't want to keep this RP limited to just two people though, if anybody else likes this whole porter idea, they can feel free to jump in and snatch some bodies.
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I am a porter, one who walks the Earth but has no human body of his own. Porters are souls who are lost after their own body dies. Usually, one would either be sent to heaven or hell, but every now and than, a soul is overlooked. After all, with the immense population of this Earth, you can't expect God and Satan to keep EVERYTHING under control.
The soul keeps the mind of it's last form, in this case, I was David Jax and I died at the young age of thirty. It was a shame, really, and I was really confused at first with this whole lost soul buisness. But there are more like me walking the Earth and we all can tell each other apart through a sort of a sixth sense. Another porter explained it all to me. I no longer have a body of my own and must use other people if I want to be human again. Of course I can just wonder around, invisible, as nothing more than a spirit, a lost soul... but that's no fun. So I spend the days, walking the streets completely undetected, searching for a body to snatch.
A porter can only stay in a certain body for twelve hours. Not that big of a deal though, plenty can be done in that time.
Here I was again. Another night, another city, another street. I was looking for a body to snatch because quitely frankly, I felt like getting laid. I wondered inside a small restaurant and there I noticed this young lady. She was a waitress. Pretty blonde hair and blue eyes with a most attractive body. I came closer to her and moved my hand towards her face. Of course it passed right through her, but I still felt a bit of pleasure from simply touching her. She flinched but to her, my invisible touch felt like nothing more than a gust of wind.
I looked around, needing a body to snatch in order to meet and seduce this young lady. That's sort of an ability a porter has. We can tell someone something and all of a sudden, it'll seem like a fine idea to that person. I could tell someone that they should really consider throwing themselves into traffic and they'll damn well do it. It's not like they're hypnotized... no, humans just seem to trust every single word of a porter. It's rather odd, but very useful. It helps porters avoid trouble and yes, get laid.
I noticed a man in his early twenties, somewhat attractive, sitting alone. Quickly, I moved towards him and jumped inside his body.
Here I was now. About 6 feet tall, decently built, pitch black hair and green eyes. I looked towards the waitress again and called her over. She walked to the table I was sitting at in this brand new body and smiled at me.
"Can I help you, sir?" Her voice was oh-so sweet.
I grinned and put my porter powers to work. "You can start by telling me your name, babe."
And so she would tell me her name. Not because she wanted to, but because of this slight power I held over her. The power to get her to do what I wanted.
(OOC: What I need here first is the girl... the details I'm leaving up to whoever wants to take this role. Keep in mind that David has this power which makes you willing to do anything he says or asks for. I don't want to keep this RP limited to just two people though, if anybody else likes this whole porter idea, they can feel free to jump in and snatch some bodies.
