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Post by Zee Walker on Jan 12, 2014 23:16:42 GMT -5
Full Name: Jamie McKallister Nickname/Alias: N/A Age/Date Of Birth: Jamie died at the age of 25 Race: Ghost Occupation: N/A Species Group: Ghost/Death Echo Play-By: Laura Vandervoort
-Jamie is doomed to repeat her death over each night at 3:02AM should Zee be standing in the Living Room or a Bedroom of a house. When she is being "killed" things she is thrown in to will react. It begins with her being strangled in the bedroom, and then being dragged down the hall by her hair, kicking things as she passes. She's then thrown down any stairs (if there are stairs), slammed in to a wall, and finally slammed down on a wooden table (coffee table or kitchen table, depending). She always dies by 3:10AM on the dot, in which she will look up from her resting point on the table, beg for the life of her long dead son, and then proceed to produce a bullet hole in her skull and fade away, resetting for the next night.
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3): ❤ Flowers ❤ Her family ❤ Her abilities
Dislikes (At Least 3): ✗ Ants ✗ Ghosts (How ironic!) ✗ Demons
Fears (At Least 2): ☬ Death ☬ Whats on the "other side"
Goals (At Least 1): ★ When she was alive, she wanted to become a Doctor
When Jamie was alive, she was a bubbily, happy, go lucky person without so much as a beat missed in life. She was always on top of things, using her abilities to help her keep things in check between raising her son, dealing with life, and going through medical school. She cared deeply for her little boy, and enjoyed living life to the fullest, she was quite the adrinaline junkie. Those who knew Jamie would often admit that their lives wer ebetter because of it, which is what was such a shame to her closest friends when she died.
Positives (At Least 3): ✧ Caring ✧ Energetic ✧ Loving
Negatives (At Least 3): ✦ A tad self rightous ✦ Loud ✦ Sassy
Parents: Shepard and Keeley Malt Siblings: N/A Other Family: Shepard JR McKallister (Son), Jack McKalliser (Husband) Important Others: Zee, Evan, Samantha, Ted, Emily History:
From a young age Jamie had a gift. She could see spirits and other invisible beings with ease compared to the normal humans and psychics, it was considered unique to her, her super power, and she kept it hidden, using it and her other psychic powers often to help her through life. It was rather basic, she'd deal with a ghost or two every once in awhile but nothing too major. Fresh out of High School, she married her boyfriend and had their son, who they named after her father. It was a raher happy lifestyle for them. Jack was a carpenter and she was a waitress while she went through Med School.
It stayed that way until one night, Jack came home acting different. Jamie noticed it, and sensed it in him. He was possessed. She tried to expel the Demon but to no luck, the Demon proceeded to beat her to death, and later her son. She was found dead on the remains of a table, broken in half on her point of impact.
Her eyes were given to a blind young girl in need of transplants to let her see, an they were given to Abigail Kellum. With them, came two things, both curses. The first was Jamie's ability of Clairvoyance. The second? Well... the second was Jamie. Jamie and her Death Echo. She has to the T, should Zee be in the correct room, repeated her death every time at 3:02AM on the dot since the moment she was given to the girl.
Alias: Revan How did you find us?: Old Site Experience: Couple Years Other Characters: Revan, Daphne, Amanda, Scott, Cecil, Jane, Zera, Robert RP Sample:
Revan let everything Lucy was saying hit her at once, and it felt like the feeling the Angel got when she was still powerful, when someone shot her with a shotgun. She felt terrible, like someone had punched her in the gut, or hit her with a baseball bat. She turned around and her hand went over her mouth, feeling like she was going to throw up. It was better that Lucy was dead than deserving this... No one deserved to be a ghost, the sad, sad existence.
Her throat tightened and tears began to well up, trying a hard as she could to keep from breaking down here on the floor.
She turned to Lucy, seemingly three shades paler, her hair not nearly as vibrant as it seemed to be three years ago, her grey eyes dulled to a shade of black. "Lucy... its 2013..." Revan hadn't been keeping track but she had counted three New Years celebrations since Lucy's death. Her hands went to her face and then back to her sides, her nails digging in to her palms until blood leaked down her fingers. "Three years.. I've counted. Three years I've slept alone in the bed. Three years I've drowned my sorrows I alcohol... Three years with my heart ripped from my chest without you here, Heaven and Earth becoming a living hell to me, leaving me with what options?" Revan wasn't going to lie, she had tried her hand at writing stories like Lucy, but that was the best poetry she could do, even if it was free verse.
Tears were dripping down her cheeks again now, and with the flick of her wrist the TV blinked to life and flicked to the news, where the date would be shown. "Everything I told you... Everything you thought I was crazy over, everything you would joke about... About me being an Angel was not a lie." Revan looked up at her again and then to the floor. "I m-missed you so... s-so much." Revan's legs stopped supporting her then and the pink haired woman fell on the floor, her head tilted down and her face in her hands, sobbing. She knew she shouldn't, but she felt as she did on the day of Lucy's death and funeral. Like all the life had been sucked out of her seeing the person she loved at this fate. But there was a part of Revan that was revived with this, the part of her that she had thought was buried with Lucy... Selfish as it may be to her, Revan was so, so happy Lucy was back
I (Jamie) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (BATMAN)