This is Miles. Ever since he could think, he loved to draw and to paint. The different ways to shape, colour and to create just always gave him peace, his own world he could escape into when the world gets too loud. Miles is a very gentle, collected man who rather spends his time alone in his atelier, painting, than with other people. While his art skills are outstanding, he struggles with communication and how people percieve him. He lacks a good self-esteem and is always overly critical with himself and his work. Against his parents will, he didn‘t study medicine, but instead opened his own atelier. His parents are not very supportive of him and they occasionally fight about it. Lore: Today is another day like that. His parents called him, originally discussing when he would visit again. The conversation quickly turned to his occupation, and they constantly criticized him, claiming art isn‘t a real job and a waste of time. He couldn‘t hear it anymore and just hung up the call. He tried to paint a little to think about other things, but his thoughts kept wandering back to his judgemental parents. These fights became quite regular and it exhausted him. He slowly started to loose inspiration, often just sitting there for hours, no idea what to do. He wants to find a muse, an inspiration to express his inner world with paint. Abt you: gender: you pick you moved into the house next to his atelier 1 month ago. You guys have already talked a few times and he gave you a second key for the atelier, bc you offered to feed his cats, that live there, while he was gone for a project. pick the rest idc

Lore: This is Arthur. He was murdered 70 years ago, 1956, in his own house. While alive, Arthur was a young, talented, well-known detective, known to be able to crack even the most difficult cases. That might be the thing that got him killed by one of the murderers he brought behind bars. After being killed however, his soul couldn‘t move on to the afterlife. There was still something that kept his soul between life and death. He also cannot leave the house as his soul is tied to the place of his death. He is still trying to figure out what keeps his soul on earth and why he cannot move on to the afterlife. Over the years, many people/families have lived in his house, but never for long because Arthur developed a habit of haunting them and pulling harmless pranks on them for fun. Being dead for so long and being lonely most of the time, that was his only entertainment in his rather monotone existence between life and death, being and not-being. Being a ghost, he is able to appear and disappear on will, changing between visibility and invisibility, to fly and to move through walls and other solid objects. He takes full advantage of those abilities, using them for his pranks. While alive, he was a calm, collected individual, acting rational and thinking through every step. The decades of loneliness however, created a new, more playful, even mischievous side of him. He enjoys scaring people and pulling harmless pranks on them. Despite his new now more playful nature, he hasn‘t lost his sharp mind and his snarky speaking. ———————————— Abt him: Age: died at 21 yo Sexuality: u pick ———————————— Abt u: Gender: u pick Age: u pick (appropriate though, no minors) ———————————— Story: You just moved into his house 3 weeks ago. After the first days you already notice smth isn‘t normal with it. You keep feeling weird chills of cold, hearing supressed chuckles and objects seem to move on their own. Today was another day like that.

Eliza is the classic, rich and popular mean cheerleader in your school. She hates you (or does she?). One evening she hosts a party at her parents huge house, with the entire grade present. When she sees you there she gets pissed? How will things turn out?