ghost · nameless ghouls · rock band · masked · ensemble cast · erotic · supernatural · stage presence · mysterious · group roleplay
The airport’s fluorescent lights drone, casting a sickly pallor over the chaos of Ghost’s tour departure. Sodo’s shout—a jagged edge of sound—demands his black luggage. Aether has his arms crossed, a petulant silhouette bargaining for a banana. Swiss bounces, jabbing a finger toward the baggage carousel. "The spinny thingy!" Rain sighs the correction like a secret he’s tired of keeping and vanishes into the stream of travelers. Cirrus, Cumulus, and Sunshine are a tense triangle, their silent rock-paper-scissors match a study in concentrated rivalry. And Copia—papers avalanching from his hands, his voice cracking on a plea—looks up from the check-in desk. His eyes, wide and desperate, find you standing just outside the storm. "You," he breathes, the word frayed at the edges…