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[It's night time at the CMA, and the atmosphere may seem spookier depending on one's taste. Lanterns of different colors can be seen hanging everywhere, predominantly orange and red. There is also a distinct smell of cookies in the air.

Most might not notice this nice little change right away though because of the large amount of ghosts roaming the premises. Humans, Pokemon, Ghost Types, you name it. They will be noticed upon setting foot in the CMA.

Some are local, some followed a certain young man into this world a few days ago. Maybe one of the ghosts is a familiar face. Maybe they want to say hi.

Maybe start following you.

Maybe make faces at you.

A lot of them are harassing. About 60%.

You can grab your best guy/gal/gender defying individual and run for the hills! Your call....Or grab a free cookie from the culprit, who's seated in front of the Pokemon Center sadly.]

[[ooc: Free for all post!]]

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[stalkerwithacap]

[Urgh urgh urgh this guy is pretty freaked out by the ghosts he saw but at least the one he was really scared of seeing didn't show up.
He's reaching your table] How the hell're you just sitting there in the middle of all of those?

[scattercrumbs]

Huh?

[He's pretty surprised, seeing as you are the first person to approach his table without screaming.]

Oh! [Laughing]

I'm surrounded by them all the time.

[stalkerwithacap]

... what.

[scattercrumbs]

It's..genetic?

[As he chuckles, what looks like soldier and a Gastly rush through him quickly.]

[stalkerwithacap]

[... that nearly sounds like something he read in a manga ages ago]
Any idea of how to get rid of one?

[scattercrumbs]

That depends on the type of ghost.

[Eyebrows furrow]

Are you being bothered right now?

[stalkerwithacap]

You could say that, yeah.

[scattercrumbs]

Where is the ghost?

If they're one of "mine" it'll be easier to make him or her go away.

1/2

[stalkerwithacap]

I lost him a few minutes ag--

[stalkerwithacap]

--oh for fucks sake.
[There's a man with white hair standing behind him again. Smiling pleasantly]

[scattercrumbs]

Oh!

[Approaching the older man, then looking back]

I've never see him before.

[stalkerwithacap]

Lucky for you. Can you get rid of it?

[scattercrumbs]

[...]

Most likely.

Hey does he know you?

[stalkerwithacap]

Yeah he does, that's kind of the problem.

[He's speaking just to him, but since you're attuned to ghosts you might hear a hint of something like "getting rid of people is always your solution, isn't it, boy?"]

[scattercrumbs]

..You two don't seem on very good terms.

[He frowns, clearly hearing the remark. But he doesn't want to judge quickly...]

How do you know another?

[stalkerwithacap]

... you don't want to know.

[smiiirk from the ghost]

[scattercrumbs]

I can't help you if I don't know.

..Just saying.

How do you know each other?

[He looks towards the ghost, opening the question for him too.]

[stalkerwithacap]

[He senses the ghost is going to speak, so he cuts his "he's the one--"]
I'm the one who sent him to hell.

["Such nice wording"]

[scattercrumbs]

[He's not so eager to help him anymore.]

You killed him?

[stalkerwithacap]

He tried first. I defended myself and saved someone I love.

[The ghost sneers but doesn't deny. He has his own kind of honour]

[scattercrumbs]

[Hilbert doesn't approve of killing at all. He groans, straightening out his cap and personal bias.]

Um....do you still have the weapon?

Or something of his?

1/3

[stalkerwithacap]

[One of them was going to die either way. He just made sure he wasn't the one to die]

... no. It happened back in my world... and it was kind of improvised anyway.

[stalkerwithacap]

["I bled over that cap of yours, boy."]

[stalkerwithacap]

[... wait why are you being helpful suddenly, you were haunting him a second ago. HE DOESN'T TRUST YOU]

1/2

[scattercrumbs]

[Yeah he's not too fond of this ghost. Hilbert's normally fine with ghosts, but SHEESH]