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001.   smoking:  the  action  or  habit  of  inhaling  &  exhaling  the  smoke  of  tobacco  or  a  drug.

002.   binge  drinking: the  consumption  of  an  excessive  amount  of  alcohol  in  a  short  period  of  time.

003.   drug  abuse:  the  habitual  taking  of  illegal  drugs.

004.   nail  biting:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  anxiety / tension.

005.   lip  biting:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  anxiety / tension.

006.   night  owl:  a  person  who  is  habitually  active  or  wakeful  at  night.

007.   early  bird:  a  person  who  rises ,  arrives ,  or  acts  before  the  usual  or  expected  time.

008.   negative  attitudes:  a  philosophy  of  approaching  life  with  criticism  &  pessimism.

009.   positive  attitudes:  a  philosophy  of  approaching  life  with  optimism  &  confidence.

010.   swearing:  the  use  of  offensive  language.

011.   superstitious:  an  irrational  belief  that  an  object ,  action , or  circumstance  not  logically  related  to  a  course  of  events influences  its  outcome.

012.   inspecting  fingernails:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  boredom.

013.   scratching  your  neck:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  uncertainty.

014.   foot  &  finger  tapping:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  stress / impatience.

015.   nose  touch:  a  subtle  body  language  sign  of  deceit.

016.   flipping  hair:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  craving  attention.

017.   twirling  hair:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  flirtation.

018.   cracking  knuckles:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  readiness.

019.   hands  behind  back:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  confidence.

020.   finger  pointing:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  authority.

021.   hands  on  hips:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  readiness.

022.   hands  in  pockets:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  mistrust / reluctance.

023.   frequent  touch:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  warmth / familiarity.

024.   throat  –  clearing:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  rejection / doubt.

025.   jaw  –  clenching:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  hostility.

026.   eye  –  rolling:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  irritation.

027.   head  –  tilt:  a  common  body  language  sign  of  interest.

028.   whistling:  to  emit  high  –  pitched  sound  by  forcing breakthrough  a  small  hole  between  one’s  lips  or  teeth;  usually to  a  tune.

029.   humming:  make  a  low,  steady  continuous  sound  like  that  of  a  bee;  usually  to  a  tune.

030.   perfectionism:  refusal  to  accept  any  standard  short  of  perfection.

031.   photographic  memory:  the  ability  to  remember  information  or  visual  images  in  great  detail.

032.   paranoia:  a  mental  condition  characterized  by  delusions  of persecution ,  unwarranted  jealousy ,  or  exaggerated  self  – importance,  typically  worked  into  an  organized  system.

033.   exaggeration:  a  statement  that  represents  something  as  better  or  worse  than  it  really  is.

034.   intuitive:  using  or  based  on  what  one  feels  to  be  true  even  without  conscious  reasoning;  instinctive.

035.   quick  –  witted:  showing  or  characterized  by  an  ability  to  think  or  respond  quickly  &  effectively.

036.   interrupting:  breaking  the  continuity  of  a  conversation  with  one’s  own  statements.

037.   doodling:  to  scribble  or  make  rough  drawings,  absentmindedly.

038.   irritable:  having  or  showing  a  tendency  to  be  easily  annoyed.

039.   gambling:  to  play  games  of  chance  for  money;  bet.

040.   travel  –  sick:  suffering  from  nausea  caused  by  the  motion  of  a  moving  vehicle ,  boat ,  or  aircraft.

041.   sensitive:  having  or  displaying  a  quick  &  delicate  appreciation  of  others’  feelings.

042.   melancholy:  a  feeling  of  pensive  sadness,  typically  with  no  obvious  cause.

043.   chewing  gum:  the  exercise  of  chewing  flavored  gum  which  is  not  intended  for  swallowing.

044.   fidgeting:  to  make  small  movements,  especially  of  the  hands  &  feet,  through  nervousness  or  impatience.

045.   skeptical:  not  easily  convinced;  having  doubts  or  reservations.

046.   neat  –  freak:  compulsively  obsessed  with  cleanliness.

047.   gossiping:  divulging  personal  information  about  others.

048.   prim:  feeling  or  showing  disapproval  of  anything  regarded  as  improper;  stiffly  correct.

049.   abbreviating:  giving  others  nicknames / shortening  names / giving  pet  names.

Plotted starter for @deadgirldani.

[ 👁️·🗨️ ] - As expected, the capture was a success. The light in a bottle trick never disappointed, and this time he was sure to keep the lid on tight til he returned home. He wouldn’t release a vengeful spirit into the City, not again anyhow. He researched binding runes for days. He was SURE this would hold.. probably. 

            The door to his bedroom creaked open. It was set up with dimly glowing lights, equipment humming, and a laptop that emitted an eerie blue hue that coated everything in it’s path. Gregory placed the bottle carefully on his desk, tilting his head to the side while inspecting the mist that spiraled chaotically inside. A small voice from over his shoulder hummed over the vibrations of his equipment, lights flickering. 

                                                           ‘you know this is a  b a d  idea, Gregory.’ 

It echoed it’s warning, being ignored almost completely with a dismissive wave of a gloved hand.

          “ It’s fine. She’s not going anywhere… “

After the bottle was placed on the flat surface, a few moments of silence passed before the bottle tilted slightly, only to land in its original place with a loud tink. A few seconds later, the action repeated but this time it was different; the lights flickered in unison with the bottle’s movements. The bottle came to a rest again and there was a moment of peace before the bottle began to violently vibrate, causing it to tip and shattered against the surface. The mist inside quickly spread over the table before spiraling upward like some chaotic tornado. The mist continued to spiral upward until it was a few feet off the floor. That’s when it started to morph into a form. 

A  piercing shriek filled the room once she materialized, causing bulbs and picture frames around the room to shatter. It only lasted a few seconds but due to the tortuous high pitch, it would seem much longer to any foe she had. Suddenly, it went quiet and her eyes flashed open with a snarl, revealing hazey white hues. She was expecting a reaper or maybe a demon, but it was neither. It was a fucking human. “What the FUCK?!” The last word came louder, obviously causing more anger as energy pulsated from her; this cause her hair to levitate as well, her gory head wound visible to all. Her fists balled at her sides and she became louder with every word. “You come into MY home and play a DIRTY fucking trick like THIS?!” Her voice cracked, vicious tears threatening to spill over at any moment. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to move on? DO YOU?!” Another wave of energy pulsed from her, draining any electricity left around them and possibly even knocking him back. 

She had been hurt many times before, but she had never been pushed to her breaking point like this, at least not in the past thirty years. She wanted to hurt him like he hurt her... rip his heart right out. But something stopped her. She knew harming him could make her cross from playful poltergeist to vengeful spirit. The other reason was the specter that happened to be lingering behind him. With a huff, Dani unclench her fist only to raise her hand towards his drained laptop. With the flick of the wrist, Dani sent it hurdling to the floor only to hear a satisfying CRACK. “You should be thankful that wasn’t you instead.” She grew quiet, a glare glued to her features as she awaited his explanation. 

     Zoe can’t help but laugh, the corners of her eyes crinkling. She wishes she could say she was mad at Dani for scaring her date off, but Dani’s reasoning was perfectly sound. “Well, most people tend to freak the fuck out when it comes to anything outside of their normal little bubbles. To be honest, I think you made me dodge a bullet in this case. I don’t need a lover who can’t handle my friends, no matter how gorgeous they are. For the record, I thought it was pretty damn fantastic.” 

Dani’s eyes remained glued on the male’s back before the front door slammed and cut off her view. Honestly, his reaction was a little over the top if you were asking her, but then again, Zoe was right. Most of the living never experienced a show like the one she had just put on. 

@deadgirldani asked for a thread with Dylan

     The atmosphere in the comic shop shifted. He sensed it immediately. The stagnant air was chased away by something chilling and electric. The sort of sensation, he realized, that might give one goosebumps along their arms. The shivers.

     But not him.

     He froze, however, fingers poised against the edge of a page, glossy paper smooth beneath his touch. His head lifted, only partially turned, looking, listening, feeling. In his periphery there was the darkness, the shadows constant presence. Always a comfort.

     They weren’t what drew his attention, not this time. They hadn’t charged the air like this.

    There was only one thing it could be

    A smile tugged at his lips. He flipped the comic’s page with a sharp crinkle and looked back to the brightly colored panels. “I do believe m’bein’ haunted,” he commented, blandly and unperturbed. “Whatever shall I do?”

Taking trips to the surrounding cities, searching any abandon locations, following the living only to hear their mindless chatter; that's what the ghoul had been up to in the two long months she had been gone. Very productive on her part; it’s all she could do to curb her restlessness. Ever since passing, Dani had found it quite difficult to stay in one place for extended period of time. However, she had stayed in Dylan’s shop longer than anywhere else before. She stated it was because of the endless amount of comics but in reality, it was the company she had there. After all, she usually was gone for a much longer period of time but she found herself missing a certain demon.

Dani couldn’t hold back her grin when the comic shop finally came into view and it caused her to break into a sprint. Once she was close enough, the ghoul took a large leap that sent her floating towards the window above. The petite ghoul phased right through the glass before landing in his flat gracefully. Wanting to keep her arrival a secret, she resisted the urge to call out for him and instead searched on foot. But once she checked every room, she found no sign of him;  there was only one other place she could think of to look. 

After phasing below to the shop, he finally came into view and it took everything in her not to rush over and fall into his arms. After all, where was the fun in that? Instead, she quietly snuck up behind him and before she even had a chance to reach out and scare him, he spoke up. Honestly, she wasn’t surprised. She’d never successfully snuck up on Dylan, not even once.