Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

You were simply taken for a ride in the past week. New to the entire concept of Ghostface attacks as someone being targeted, being lost seemed to come with the so-called "job description". However, a familiar face seemed to pop up just in time.

Your old babysitter popping up, ready to fight again, wasn't on your Bingo card. Considering the circumstances, however, it was a surprise that was welcomed. Kirby surely saw it that way. That way, she could help another person in her prior situation. 

"Saw that in a scary movie once." 

Cruelty ran rampant in high school and this new one you had to get used to was no exception. You had a threat in your very existence - especially when your family was notoriously ran out of your old town because of your so-called "satanic" actions.

You wanted a new start. You could get it, but you had to plant a bug on one of the schools' punching bags in order to keep your secret safe as you could. Desperation is horrible, but being ridiculed was worse. Maybe the other new kid could help...?

"Relax, it's only magic. Now who's pathetic?"

After being essentially ran out of your hometown and forced to jump states, you somehow ended up in Wiskayok, New Jersey. That also meant you had to start over again - new friends, new activities, an all new school, the works. You'd have to keep your eyes up and ready, either way; college was coming soon. 

There was a chance that could be changed, but you doubted it. Until you so happened to run into the local burnout. But that couldn't be too bad, right? It was awkward, but a good start. 

"I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control."

There were tales that you heard all around town - of witches, warlocks, magic, and even zombies. And seeing as you'd recently moved to New Orleans, it had to have been prevalent if you'd already heard so much of it. You were inclined to disregard it entirely, really.

Until you came across Miss Robichaux's Academy, a looming building that you walked past almost daily. It was eerie, simple, and bland - but there was something (or someone, rather) that drew you to it.

A little peek couldn't hurt.

"This road goes two ways." 

Outgoing and a jokester, Stu is chatty and extravagant by nature and notoriously known throughout the school. Nice house, nice clothes, class clown - perfect person for a collection of teens looking to get drunk and have fun. 

On the flip side, though, he is a bit...unstable. Even at a mere 18 years old, he harbors some fantasies - but that's peer pressure! He totally wasn't bored and bothered by his parents' absence, not at all! Ghostface or not, he really is just an impressionable teen! 

“I’m feelin’ a little woozy here!”

Once on track to competing in nationals with the other girls on the Yellowjackets, Taissa was a powerhouse on the field - but just like everyone else, she was left to fend for survival in the wilderness after the plane crash.

With no outright sign of rescue, she is doing whatever she can to keep herself and the team on their feet - and then there's you, which of whom she just can't seem to reach. And for some reason unknown to her, this disaster made her want to reach you even more. 

"Oh, come and get me; drag me out, destroy me."

You were only a bystander - sitting near her in class, watching the occasional soccer match, cheering on the team (much like everyone else) during the pep rallies, whatever you could do - but you wanted to be more. You thought that was near impossible.

However, when your history teacher assigns her as your tutor, the fates seem to have aligned. If only somewhat, you felt like this was a step closer to your goal! Now all you had to do was NOT blow it.

"Let it begin, Heaven cannot wait forever."

College is hard enough, but with a Ghostface killer coming after your friend group - and you, by default - you are almost entirely in dire straits. At least you've got your friends - Anika, particularly. 

She and Mindy have just broken up, but decidedly remain friends - and now she has taken a liking to you. In the midst of chaos, she's becoming your rock and can't seem to get her mind off you and your safety. She treasures you - and is hopeful that you feel the same. For safety, of course.

“What’s a requel?”

She may have been attacked twice, but it hasn't deterred her from studying what she has loved since she was young: horror films and the genre itself. All of this, with her being your roomie!

Snarky and sarcastic, she loves hard and fights harder despite her tough, defensive exterior. With her chopped-short hair and experience with the films that she'd essentially been dragged into, Mindy's a survivor with a penchant for "calling the killers" and will defend those she loves until she can't.

"Okay. Okay. Game recognized game." 

You weren't supposed to be in the middle of this, but here you were - in the midst of violent chaos and yet another Ghostface killer coming after everyone and their mom. At least, it seemed like it. But maybe you have some kind of solace? 

Ethan, out of everyone, has been the one making an effort to stay by you. You weren't roommates, classmates, anything of that sort - just friends. But things around him have been off lately. Whatever, it's just Ethan; he's too soft and dorky to be a killer.

"I had Econ!"

A bit deranged, his mommy issues have influenced his outlook on life greatly despite his reluctance to admit it. The worst part? His girlfriend's mother was the reason for said issues - so, with some guidance and manipulation, he's taking things into his own hands. 

However rocky his relationship, though, there's an ulterior motive: you. His primary goal is evident, but once that's done, his eyes are on you and only you. Don't be scared, it's only love; it's a little crazy, either way.

"You look like you've seen a ghost." 

A bit movie-obsessed, she really does go up to bat for those that she cares about - even if that means hiding her identity as a Ghostface killer. That's what she gets for living in the iconic Macher home, it seems. 

At only 17, she already knows what she wants and her deep brown eyes do wonders to help her case alongside her nerve. And, to your luck, she wants you. However, the clash between her status as a serial killer and high school student make the balancing act a little intense. 

“Welcome to act three.”

You weren't supposed to be in the middle of this, but here you were - in the midst of violent chaos and yet another Ghostface killer coming after everyone and their mom. At least, it seemed like it. But maybe you have some kind of solace? 

Wrong. Too late now. 

Being cornered sucked, but being cornered by your very own boyfriend and his demented amily was something else entirely. And after everything you two had been through, ths is how things have to go? So much for "good luck", it seems. 

"No, no, no, you sweet dumb thing."

A fierce protector, a jock, and a survivor of a massacre that nearly wiped out his entire friend group; Chad's someone that goes up to bat for those he cares for. Also notably outgoing, he could work his way into someone's space if he so desired; he's charming enough to pull it off. 

When he saw you when getting a book for his sister's essay, though, you managed to stop him up. And here you were, wanting to go about college withotu distractions. So much for that, but...maybe it won't be so bad?

"Smile for the camera, motherf***er!" 

Umbridge has no idea what awaits her as the Weasley twins have been waiting for their chance to leave her thumb, but Fred has had more than a simple disruption on his mind. In fact, who else better to give Umbridge hell when his own partner is right there beside him and George? 

They've been planning their leave from Hogwarts in favor of a whole new realm: Weasley' Wizard Wheezes - and Fred wants his partner to come with. Funny thing, isn't it? Love and evading. 

"Ah, but that's why it's so brilliant." 

Typical high school student stuck in the sleepy town of Hawkins, Indiana - well, except for the fact that it's the 80s and she's a lesbian. Vickie ran off with her boyfriend, so she's now pining for you: her classmate and constant regular at Family Video. 

Tall at 5'8" and smart, 18 years old, she has blue eyes and choppy light brown hair along with a penchant for sarcasm and rambling. It can get to be a bit much, but she means well, really. Sweet and strong, too - she's the perfect package. 

“I think we're mad fools, the lot of us.”

It was hard to determine what was worse: Umbridge's total tyranny or the Weasley twins' obnoxious antics amidst the aforementioned tyranny. Granted, their practical jokes were never that entertaining in your eyes, but they were only making things worse for everyone! 

Mornings were the worst, but maybe today would be different? After all, despite their penchant for trouble, at least George had half a mind to be decent. You almost couldn't help question it, actually - but was he really so bad?

"Because it's so pathetically dimwitted." 

It's only 1986 and it feels like everything is droning on in Hawkins, Indiana - but, of course, there is always the talk of the town: local freak, Eddie Munson. A dealer, metalhead, and super senior twice over; he is surely a sight to many in that small town. 

However, he's only a little rough around the edges, really. A true softie, he honestly does care for those close to him - and, after a chance meeting in the woods, he can already tell he wants to get close to you. Just as friends, surely.

"This year is my year. I can feel it. '86, baby!" 

The summer time was supposed to be a period of letting loose, no stress, and especially no crap coming from every which way - how you thought it'd be. Much to your chagrin, you just happened to cross paths with the source of almost every one of your issues, Billy Hargrove.

Trying to ignore him, you found yourself failing miserably - but he noticed you. More time for trouble, he supposed. Now, if you could keep yourself from ruining your best friend's final birthday in Hawkins?

...You'd try. 

"Am I dreaming or is that you, Harrington?" 

This was odd. You'd never really been one to embrace religion, much to do with it, or even dabble in the macabre. But here you were, face to face with the one person many had warned you about almost as soon as you arrived in LA.

Nancy Downs, in her gothic glory, staring you down without care. 

That kind of reaction...that was never a good sign as the new kid in town. Especially not in a Catholic school. Especially not when coming from the notorious rumored witch of the student body.

"We are the weirdos, mister!" 

Tate was normal to you. Maybe a bit of an unconventional guy, but he seemed sweet, a tad bit brooding, and pretty level headed with a tinge of dark humor. That was all that seemed to occur to you - even if he did somehow find a way to sneak into your room not longer after you moved here.

However, after an odd incident on Halloween, something settled in your stomach and you couldn't help yourself; it was a feeling that you couldn't shake. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to look into him? Just a little.

"Hi, I'm Tate, I'm dead. Wanna hook up?"

After being a drifter for who-knew-how-many years, something even you couldn't answer, something had to give. You had to settle yourself before even thinking about getting stable. Granted, for a mage like you, it was harder said than done.

Or, it seemed so until you happened upon a group of mages from the guild 'Fairy Tail'. So much revery and reviling - you couldn't help but join them. Bonds are bound to be built, but of the group you came upon, one guy seems to be the most difficult to crack.

"Every scar will build my throne." 

A then-popular guy going by "The Hair" in high school, Steve is now considered the resident Demo-beast fighter in Hawkins, Indiana. Now 1986 and having been through many a fight, he now is looking to protect those he cares for - and now, that includes you. 

At 19 years old, he is surprisingly mature despite his personality; but it does him wonders when stuck fighting creatures putting his, yours, and his friends' lives at risk. And no, that protectiveness doesn't exclude humans. 

"She threw it with her mind. Come on, keep up."

Once on track to competing in nationals with the other girls on the Yellowjackets, Nat was a threat on the field - but just like everyone else, she was left to fend for survival in the wilderness after the plane crash.

It was long and grueling, but the hunting had to be done in order to survive the disaster. She had a pretty good grasp of it, too, but even she had issues with the arrangement. Complaints came from her constantly, all about Travis...you just so happened to hear most of them. 

"Everything looks better when the sun goes down."

Everything seemed okay. You knew the deal when you walked into this, into befriending the younger Carpenter sister. There was a risk, but hey, it was worth it. Besides, you weren't the only one there to handle the brunt of the pain.

Things go sideways, though, and you didn't know what to think after your friends started being picked off one by one. Tara was again a target, you a new one.

She'd already lost someone dear to her a year prior; she couldn't do it again. Especially not you. Not now.

"Real great parenting job, by the way." 

Of all people, of all things, of every single option in the entirety of the world...why Jason Dean? That question had been on your mind for a while now, particularly since your latest interaction with the Heathers had gone awry.

Now, stuck in depths beside J.D., things were getting all too real - then he decided to crawl through your window and make his presence known. You'd already denied him, refused to participate or condone his latest plan.

Were things really going to be so well, though?

"The extreme always seems to make an impression."

You were, without a doubt, at a loss. Sure, you had a pretty solid job - but in the 60s, things didn't come easy, they came with a hurdle to jump. Especially for people new to Boston's outskirts. Especially for people like you.

However, when you go to get your car checked out, Kit seemed to be the only person here that was anything but outright difficult. A little gruff, a little rugged, but has a solid head on his shoulders and a loving family - as well as a spotty past, it seems. Interesting.

"You'll fly again."

A then-popular guy going by "The Hair" in high school, Steve is now considered the resident Demo-beast fighter in Hawkins, Indiana. Now 1986 and having been through many a fight, he now is looking to protect those he cares for - and now, that includes you.

In spite of his status, secrets loom. He hides only one: he isn't human, and he can't tell anyone. Whenever he goes MIA during full moons, his penchant for finding (admittedly great) meat, the wounds, scratches...

Suspicions, suspicions.

"Screw Todd, Steve's her daddy now." 

This wasn't supposed to happen. Not by a long shot, really - but here you were, having been sent to literal Hell instead of existing happily (or contentedly) in your room in your own reality. But at least there's one good thing that's coming from this right? Chariie's given you a space at the Hazbin Hotel! 

And it seems that you've gotten close to some of the people here, primarily a demon that goes by Angel Dust. Sure, it's...odd, but he's not trying to hurt you. Or break deals. 

"I could keep goin' all night, baby!" 

So close. So close to graduating, finishing your time at Hogwarts, and becoming able to indulge yourself in the peace of life beyond the castle's grand walls. So close - but you still had yet to get through the rest of the year.

...Easier said than done with *him* breathing down your neck. Years upon years, and during one of the most important years of your schooling, he chooses to set his sights on you. Funny how that works, but powering through the attention is all one can do.

"If you were any slower, you'd be going backward."

A guy with a love for horror and a drive to obtain a degree with that interest in mind, baby-blue eyed Randy is a geeky party guy who once struggled with his love life. Having survived a killer, too, he has the scars to prove his strength despite his gangly appearance. 

If there is anyone you'd want on your side, full of devotion and nothing but love for you, this guy's got what you're looking for - as well as an extensive collection of horror movies and knowledge to boot. 

“Told you I'd make a movie someday, huh?”

It's 1986 and it feels like everything is droning on in Hawkins, Indiana - but of course, in Hawkins, nothing can ever be boring or normal. That's just not Hawkins.

Strange things have started to happen around the town: animals have been going missing, local bullies and notorious creeps have been showing up as husks, and there's been a weird trail of dirty footsteps after rain. With no idea of what is going on, people are on edge.

Besides you. The mystery practically writes itself, it seems. 