Gues what? You died! ((RP))

Viola= Miranda<3
Aki=  Asuna
Autumn= Candie ;a;              
Carly= angelina                        
Trinity= Cherry235                      
Macey= Cellamarie
Tomoki= Mirai
Lysander= Jeff

Okk lets get started! ((Right now your waking 
  and you in a bed and its cold you feel your pulse and relise your dead))

Viola woke up in a small bed with a heavy old quilt. She was dealthy cold though. "Where am I?" It looked like she was outside but she wasn't quit sure. "Mom, hello, dad?" She touched the braclet on her wrist. She quicked checked her pulse "What?" She did it on the other hand "I'm d-d-dead."

((Do other people know we're dead?))
Lysander opened his eyes, not immediately noticing anything was strange. He didn't quite remember the events of the past couple days. He looked at his hand, it was almost pure white. his fingernails had taken on a bluish tinge. Lysander had to admit that was pretty freaky. It was almost as though he was frozen or suffocating or something. He put a finger to his wrist, checking for a pulse, and he got nothing. He plugged his mouth and nose and waited 10 minutes without breathing, and didn't even feel dizzy. There's no other explanation for this. he thought, getting a bit panicky. I'm dead. I have to be.

Jeff wrote:

((Do other people know we're dead?))
Lysander opened his eyes, not immediately noticing anything was strange. He didn't quite remember the events of the past couple days. He looked at his hand, it was almost pure white. his fingernails had taken on a bluish tinge. Lysander had to admit that was pretty freaky. It was almost as though he was frozen or suffocating or something. He put a finger to his wrist, checking for a pulse, and he got nothing. He plugged his mouth and nose and waited 10 minutes without breathing, and didn't even feel dizzy. There's no other explanation for this. he thought, getting a bit panicky. I'm dead. I have to be.

Yes, the do. There either know your dead or trying to find your body depending on how you die

Trinity slowly blinked and opened her eyes. She was in a small bed, and the covers were tight. She shimmyed out of the blanket and stared at it. This isn't my blanket…or my bed! Quickly looking around, she couldn't tell where she was, and why she was there. And why... she felt her wrist, am I so cold? She then realized she didn't have a pulse. Could it be? I'm dead... she thought, half cheerfully, half unhappily.

Viola looked around~ She was in a gray room with nothing much but a dresser and a picture frame with nothing in it. She saw a piece of paper stuck to the wall that said in red Read! Viola picked it up and read it. Hello, Viola~ you have died under the sersumstance of jumping out of a car You were going a speed of 66 miles per hour. You may not find when you died or why if you do or try to their will be punishment.
~ The Mayor
"What? So this isn't a dream." She looked around. She serched in the dresser. She found some clothing and two pairs of shoes and another note These clothes should supply you if you hold them and think of what you want to wear the outfit changes into it.
~ The Mayor

Macey woke up in a blur. It was dealthy cold inside her huge blanket. She found a couple of notes telling her the rules and outfit magic. "Why do I need this, and where am I? This isn't my room!" Macey touched her wrist (something she does when she is thinking) She didn't feel a pulse. She checked her chest where her heart is. It wasn't beating. "What the??" Macey said. I'm dead

Trinity looked around and found a note and some clothes. Reading the note and putting the clothes on, she decided to take a walk in this strange town. After all, a mayor can't be mayor if there's no town! Finding the way out, she saw many people outside too. They all where pale and lifeless.Ok, this is pretty weird... she thought, bug-eyed.

Lysander, realizing the direness of the situation, got out of the bed and started examining the room. He didn't really know where to look first, but there was a note on the wall. He carefully tore it off and read it's contents.

Hello, Lysander.
You have died under the circumstance of severe hypothermia. You were not paying attention to what street you were on, and became lost. You are not forbidden from finding out the time and location of your death. Any attempts to do so will result in punishment.
You have been warned.
-The Mayor

Lysander was confused. Who was this "mayor" person and why did they know or care he was dead? What was with the strange demands? What was the punishment? He wasn't even going to ask how they got his name. He searched the rest of the room but didn't find anything else of interest. The dresser, bed and empty frame were all a dull shade of gray. There was a mirror attached to the dresser. He examined his reflection. His face was pale, his eyes empty and lifeless. He really did resemble a frozen corpse. Looking away from the mirror, he decided to search outside. Find out something about his surroundings.

Trinity watched the people go by, trying to find out how they died. Let's see…that girl over there starved to death, that person suffocated, and that boy over there seems to have frozen. And I died from a mysterious disease you get from eating a bowl of alphabet soup with dog poop, crushed mosquitoes, dirt and beetle juice. I'm going to be a laughing stock here. Sighing, she watched as more and more people passed by. The old, the sick, the murdered, and some that had deaths to humiliating to talk about. Maybe I can find the other kids who were killed by my so-called parents, she thought.

Lysander spotted Trinity pretty easily. The others were looking at nothing, wandering aimlessly. She, despite being quite obviously dead, was scanning the area. She looked as though she hadn't been in this place before. He would have asked her about the situation, but decided she probably knew just as much about the area as he did. But the idea of having a comrade in this place was appealing. He walked up behind Trinity, tapping her on the shoulder. "So, are you new here as well?" he said uncertainly, keeping his voice low and avoiding looking her in the eye.

Viola walked outside and saw a man. He was pale and well, dead. She walked up to the lady and said "Um, so where are we?" "Total despair or happiness... what ever you want it to be. This is the second demision. The death realm. Are you a new comer? I'm Charlene." the lady replied. "Okay. Thanks." Viola said. When did I die? and why? I'm so confused! Then she remebered the note. Why can't we find out our information on our deaths? It is my life right? Or was my life

Carly woke up, her eyes shooting up wide. Quickly, she sat up, feeling her head. She was awfully cold. " God, Another nightmare.." She breathed heavily, looking around slightly confused. This isn't my room..? She thought, unsure. She was laying down in a somewhat cot, with a green blanket draped over her legs and lower torso. The rest of her body was out in the harsh cold, crawling with goosebumps. Now, she was a bit freaked out. What's going on..? She had absolutely no memory of what had happened to her. She found her fingers crawling to check her pulse, and almost jumped out of her skin when she realized...She..she was dead.

"WHAT?!" She screamed allowed, even though no one could hear her. She scattered around the room. " no no no no No No NO NO NO!" She found her tone increasing into a yell with each up-coming "No." After a while of useless screaming, she noticed a lined-piece of paper neatly stuck into the grey wall with a red thumbtack. Suspiciously, Carly pulled the thumbtack out, whipping it it over her shoulder carelessly. She snatched the falling paper, her eyes glued to it as she took in every bit of writing.

Hello, Carly.

You have died under the circumstances of breaking your neck. You went skiing with your family and lost control, hitting your head on several trees before tumbling down a hill and breaking your neck against a clump of ice. You are forbidden from finding out the time and location of your death. Any attempts to do so will result in punishment.
You have been warned.
-The Mayor.

Carly crumpled the note up into a ball, about to throw it into the trash. Then, she realized that it may come useful. If she seen any others who were dead, they could cooperate. She wasn't shy, so that wouldn't be a problem. She stuffed the paper into her pocket, and exited the tiny room.

Trinity seemed a bit too absorbed in her search of the area to answer Lysander at the moment, so he left her alone and began exploring as well. Most of the houses appeared similar, mostly gray and somewhat old-looking. The same went for the people around him. The majority were old, some were pretty horribly beat up, some were so perfect you almost couldn't tell they were dead. It didn't look like anyone around here could tell Lysander anything about his mysterious demise and arrival in this place. The only person who he thought had any information on the subject was the mayor, and he sre as heck wasn't going after them.

Ask Carly walked out of what seemed to be an abandoned, dull grey house with red roofing, she seen another person walking. She thought he was a regular pedestrian. She figured he wouldn't see her. But something..Something about him looked different. Slowly, Carly approached him, seeing if he would notice her creeping up behind him.

Lysander turned around to Carly slowly creeping up on him. "Is there something you want?" he said, turning to face her. He held out his hand, not knowing if she'd take it. "If you're going to ask for information about this place, I'm sorry. I can't help you there."

By the time Trinity noticed Lysander, it was too late. She decided to just focus on finding...Aha! A strange girl following Lysander looked lkke one of the kids. "Hi, are you new here to?" she said casually.

Viola saw some kids around her age talking. "Hey! Are you guys new or been her for awhile. I'm New, My names Viola whats your guys'?" She asked

Carly practically jumped out of her skin. She was extroverted, so she didn't mind. She was a little astonished by the sudden crowd, though. " Yeah." She said. " I'm Carly. I'm dead, too."

" I'm Lysander. Nice to meet you all." Lysander said to Viola and Trinity. He was a bit shocked by their sudden appearance, but refused to let it show on his face. "I suppose it would be expected of me to inform you that I too am recently deceased, if it's not inherently obvious."

"I'm Trinity. Nice to meet you all. Say, does anybody have parents with the last name of Millet?" Trinity said, hoping she could find one of her brothers or sisters.

"Sorry, no." Said Lysander. He couldn't think of a reason why she would ask that, but it didn't matter. He turned back to Carly and Viola. "So, you guys all got the weird note, right? Any ideas on who this mayor guy is?"

" yeah, I did. I don't know who the mayor is. Probably some sick joke."

"Why can't we learn about our past selves"

"Maybe the mayor will tell us what the heck is going on. I bet this can all be explained to us and we can move on with our undead lives." Trinity said. She didn't think anyone was listening, she hoped they would answer.

Tomoki woke up in a hard, weird bed. It wasn't his and he didn't know how he got there. The room was deadly cold and there were goosebumps everywhere on his body. He immediately placed his small, bluish fingers on his wrist and felt no pulse. Tomoki quickly slammed his wrist against the wall to try to regain a pulse, but it didn't work and he forfeited. He saw a giant note attached to the wall, but decided not to look at it after hearing some voices outside his room.