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The Ghost Meme

Welcome to the meme where the dead meet the living. One of you is a breathing meatsack and the other is a wandering spirit, and for some reason fate has brought you together. Post your name/canon, then use the RNG to pick a scenario or choose for yourself. Multiple scenarios are also totally cool. Blank comments will be damned to wander for eternity.

I. Dead
1. Poltergeist - The afterlife is for squares. You just want to rattle the cupboards and drop buckets of water on people...or something a bit more hazardous.
2. Forgetful Ghost - Dead? What are they talking about, of course you're still alive. Maybe walls aren't as solid as they used to be but you're still going about business as usual.
3. Vengeful Spirit - You've suffered, and you want to make sure everyone else knows your pain. Intimately. Go raise some hell.
4. Unfinished Business - There's something you still need to do and you can't move on until it's finished. Let's see if the living can help the dead.
5. Happily Dead - You don't have any anger management issues or leftover to-dos, you're just peacefully haunting your resting place. Being ghostly doesn't mean being rude.
6. Wildcard

II. Living
1. Ghosthunter - The ghost didn't come to you, you went to the ghost. Maybe you're there to banish it to the afterlife, maybe you're there to film it for a low-budget SciFi channel show. Hold the camera steady.
2. Psychic - You see dead people everywhere you go. It's a gift or a curse depending on how you look at it, but this is just an average day for you.
3. New Resident - Boy, this Victorian house/grubby apartment/abandoned insane asylum sure was a bargain. There may be some slight problems with creaking floorboards and agonized screaming, but it's nothing a little DIY won't fix.
4. Ghost's Helper - For some reason this ghost really needs you. You're the descendent of its murderer, or the only one who can complete the ritual that will set it free.
5. Innocent Victim - You had nothing to do with this. The ghost just really hates your guts. Time to get an old priest and a young priest.
6. Wildcard

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[Billy unwinds from Hiccup a bit, instead floating just above him and leaning an arm on the top of his head.]

Uhhh... oh yeah! Well, Spence - that's my best bromigo from back home, haha, he's actually my little cousin! - got this really freaky zombie clock, egh. I kiiiiiiinda broke his old one by dropping it out the window, but he found another no prob! Except I maybe sorta accidentally got some ecto on it...

[He punctuates this by letting his other hand go all melty for a second, a glob of ectoplasm dripping from his palm like some kind of freaky yo-yo. He snaps it back into himself before it can actually get on anything, though.]

...and next thing I know, BAM! Dragonland! What gives?

[Out of everything Billy has said so far, that seems to have made the least bit of sense. Zombie clock?..

Hiccup recoils slightly at Billy's little demonstration with the ectoplasm, before folding his arms over his chest.]

...Your guess is as good as mine. Though....somehow....it sounds like you're either from a completely different world, or a completely different time period.

...It could even be both. Maybe. ...But I can't even begin to come up with an explanation for....all of this.

[He gestures vaguely at Billy as he says this with a small frown.]

Uh, you just gestured to all of me, brotato. I'm Billy Joe Cobra, what's there to explain? Well, except for the whole being HERE thing, I guess.

...No way I'm in a different time period though, right? Aheheh...

...Sooooo what year IS it, anyway?

[It was, after all, a clock that he'd managed to ectofy this time. He really didn't want to be displaced in time - he was a ghost, what's the worst that could happen to him really, but what if it'd gotten Spencer too? Yeah, the look on his face might still have that corny smile plastered all over it, but all that amounts to is a paper-thin mask for his worry.]

[Hiccup falters at the question. For one it kinda catches him off-guard a bit. What... year? He's not really sure what Billy even means by that. Back in the days of vikings, time wasn't exactly kept the way it is where Billy's from. Everything's really...categorized in annual events, and a concept of years hasn't really been established.]

I don't....know? Considering I still have no idea what "wifi" even is, and....

[He looks Billy over again, gesturing at him before gesturing at himself.]

Judging by how different our clothes are...I can't really think of any other explanation other than you being from some other time.

You don't even know? Pffft, it must REALLY be the dark ages.

[Yeah, that casual answer lasts for about two seconds before he panics again.]

That's not good, dragon dude! How do I get back? What happened to Spence? Wh-what if he got thrown like a million years away from me and I'll NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN?

[Yeah that sure is a puppy-eyed wibble there. Which, again, lasts about two seconds before Billy flat-out bursts into gushing tears. Literally. Fountains of ectoplasm. Hope you weren't standing in the line of fire there, Hiccup.]

NOBODY HERE EVEN KNOWS WHO I AAAAAAAAAAAAM!

[Oh he was, unfortunately. He barely has time to jump out of the way, and even then he gets splattered with the stuff. Hiccup stumbles back a step or two, nearly bumping into the bench again before returning his attention to Billy. Ok, even though he's a ghost, there's no way for him to actually know if others won't be able to hear him or not.

Better try to stop the waterworks at least.]

S-shh shh, ee- ..it's ok! I can see you, remember? There's gotta be some reason for that, right? I'll try to help you get back home! It....just might take a while..

[Billy seems to just really want to throw a fit and keep bawling for a minute or two, but he eventually calms down a little, sniffling and giving Hiccup a pathetic, tear-brimmed look.]

Really? You'll help?

[Hiccup lets out a sigh that almost sounds defeated, as well as apologetic.]

Yeah. 'Course I'll help.

AWESOME! Thanks, broragon!

[He darts to the other side of Hiccup, tapping his chin thoughtfully.]

Soooo... I'm thinking we find another clock, ecto it up, and see what happens. Whaddaya say?

[Broragon? ....Hiccup's not even going to ask.

His gaze follows Billy until he mentions a clock.]

Clock...?

[...Ok well, everything that's happened- presumably- has been involving time. So...he can only assume by a clock, he means something that tells time.

WELL GUESS WHAT, BILLY-]

....Do you uh....think a sundial would work?

YEaaaaaaaaaa a whatwhat?

[Sorry Hiccup, you're probably going to have to show him.]

....C'mere.

[Hiccup reached out slightly out of reflex, but jerked back before he could make a grab at Billy's sleeve. So instead he just turns quickly and heads for the end of the hall, tilting his head to listen once he makes it to the big double doors.

Luckily for him, the rain seems to have let up while he and Billy were talking. It's dark out, but the light of the moon filtering through the cloudy sky is just enough to see by as he carefully picks his way to the center of the village plaza. It's here that he stops, gesturing to a massive, stone dais just a few feet from a nearby building. There's a huge stone disk on the top with a slightly angled stick set in the center. All around the edge of the disk are ticks in the stone where Billy might expect to see numbers.]

This is a sundial. When it's sunny out, you can tell what time it is by looking at where the shadow is in comparison to these marks on this rock. See?

[He explains, running his finger over the surface of the grooves before moving back so Billy can see.]

[Even though Billy glows, he doesn't really seem to throw light. The eeriness of it is fully evident in the darkness and scant moonlight. He follows curiously, and his face lights up when he sees the sundial.]

Oh YEAH, one of THESE thingies! Really fancy gardens have 'em and stuff! You can tell time on 'em? Eh, who knew?

[Billy then pushes up his sleeves with a grin, going through the entirely unnecessary motions of stretching and cracking his knuckles.]

All right, ready for that dose of ecto?

[One of those thingies indeed. Hiccup can't help but wonder just how far into the future Billy actually comes from. By the way he's been talking, he makes everything here sound pretty ancient and obsolete.

Remembering Billy's episode with the ectoplasm before, Hiccup takes a lengthy step back before giving the ghost a thumbs up.]

Go for it.

The Ghost Meme

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dammit Billy I'm not splitting every post into three parts just to use one icon per expression...

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