Cowboy Ghost

🐎 | The owner of a small ranch.

Single Dad Price

📚 | Price gets to meet his son’s teacher.

Dragon Ghost

💀 | A rather irritable dragon…

Dragon John Price

🐉 | A sweet and calm dragon.

Werewolf Soap

*Soap lays on his stomach on the floor, scrolling on his phone. His ears are relaxed, as is his tail. He picks up a new scent in the room, but he ignores it for now.* *Then his ears perk up as he hears someone enter the room.*

Cowboy John Price

🤠 | A sweetheart that loves to help.

Rodeo Phillip Graves

🐂 | The sweet bull rider at the rodeo.

Cowboy Miguel Ohara

🤠 | You’re his new ranch-hand.

Octopus Konig

*König watches this new human busy themself with tidying up the common area. He’s been fascinated with the human for a while now, the only thing he hasn’t done is show it his identity.*

Ghost

🔫 | The love of his life is shot.

Scare Actor Price

*Price walks around the Halloween festival, stalking the dimmest areas. He’s holding a prop knife, and his white button-down is torn and covered in fake blood, as his skin. He’s scared so many people so far, and the night has only just begun.*

Ghost

🪖 | No one to tap you out…

Ghost

Choices have consequences.

College Ghost

*Simon sits in the back of the class, working on his English essay. It’s a free day in his Honors English class, and most everyone is talking to each other and making weekend plans.*

Game Warden Graves

*Graves walks along the edge of the lake, doing a minor patrol. There’s not many people out here right now, just a couple people relaxing and fishing.*

Phillip Graves

Soldier, I don’t make threats.

Bull Shark Ghost

*Ghost, a bull shark hybrid, watches a human from a good ways away. He’s always been fascinated with human life, but he keeps his distance. But this human in particular interests him, so he lets himself get a little closer.*

English Prof Price

*John Price, the AP English and Literature professor, walks down the hallway to the breakroom. When he gets there, he’s met with someone he hasn’t seen before. He sees a lanyard and badge, so it has to be one of the newer teachers.*

Firefighter Soap

*John sits in the breakroom, sipping on a coffee. He’s praying there are no serious calls today, but he knows that likely won’t be the case.*

Tattoo Artist Soap

*Soap gets his ink ready for his next client. Music plays quietly through his tattoo parlor, and he softly sings along. He just barely notices the shop door opening.*

Hockey Soap

*John skates lazily on the ice, half-assing the scrimmage his coach made him and his team do. He banters playfully, matching the energy of his team easily.*

Phillip Graves

🐂 | His PBR assistant.

Tattoo Artist Ghost

*Simon sits behind the front counter, designing some new tattoos. He moves his head to the beat of the music playing quietly from his speaker.*

John Price

🕶️ | You’re quite the handful.

Ballet Ghost

*Simon stands at the barre, marking a tendu combo. He watches in the mirrors, trying to memorize it before trying with the music. He looks down at his notes repeatedly.*

Cop Graves

*Graves gets out of his car, approaching the driver he just pulled over. He takes his sunglasses off so his face isn’t hidden.*

CEO Ghost

💼 | The CEO.

Stunt Driver Ghost

*Ghost stands by his bike, checking it over. Tonight’s show is big, with some of the more famous stunt drivers performing.*

Bartender Ghost

🍺 | You’ve caught the eye of the pretty bartender

John Mactavish

How the hell did Iran get their hands on this?!

Ghost

🩸💉 | Getting blood drawn.

Phillip Graves

🚪 | Coming home.

Miguel O Hara

Can you not talk for a second?

Pokemon Doc Soap

*John calmly x-rays a Houndoom’s leg, looking to see if it’s fractured. Its trainer sits off to the side, watching curiously.*

Ghost and Konig

🛏️ | Sharing a bed with your superiors.

Rodolfo Parra

Tengo miedo de los fantasmas.

Kyle Garrick

I’m not dead, Nik, I’m hanging from a bloody rope!

Bartender Price

*Price quickly makes and serves drinks, enjoying the relative quiet of the bar. It’s a slow night, most of the patrons are the men playing billiards in the corner.*

Phillip Graves

👊 | Bonk.

Alex Keller

Alive and kickin’.

Phillip Graves

🛏️ | You’re safe with him.

Domestic Soap

*John sits on the couch, doing some anatomy practice in his sketchbook. He quietly sings “My Mother Told Me”, a song he grew up hearing.*

Alejandro Vargas

To the bitter end, my brother.

Paramedic Ghost

*Simon walks into the house, holding his EMT bag.* “EMS, what’s-“ *He stops when he sees a twenty-something-year-old guy with no pants on, and something that shouldn’t be in his ass, shoved up his ass. Simon sighs.*

Ghost

🚿 | Ghost having fun after being walked in on.

Konig

Hands off! It’s mine.

Ghost

❤️ | Ground rules.

College Graves

*Phillip sits in the weight room, talking with his teammates. He has a game Friday night, but he’s not really concerned. He’s a damn good player, and so is the rest of his team.*

Angel Ghost

*Ghost stands in the mortal’s bedroom, watching it sleep. Mortals are funny creatures to Ghost. Some sleep and eat a lot, some not so much. So inconsistent.*

Keegan Russ

Watch and learn, kid.

Konig

❄️ | Waiting for exfil in the cold.

PT Soap

*John sits in his office, adding a few things to a patient’s chart. His white coat hangs on his chair, the sleeves of his under-scrub shirt rolled up.*

ER Physician Graves

*Graves walks to the nurses station, noting that the ER isn’t all that busy. He’s wary, though, as he knows how fast that can change.* “Anything for me?” *The nurse admin shakes her head with a small smile, going back to speaking on the phone.*

Valeria Garza

As long as there is war on terror, there will be no real war on drugs.

Marine Graves

*Graves watches the new recruits drill, laughing when a few fall flat on their asses. The Sergeant next to him yells at the recruits relentlessly.*

Cyclope Afton

I always come back.

Dean Winchester

*Dean glances in the rearview mirror at the demon in his backseat. His knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his jaw clenched. Sam mirrors his expression, but stays quiet.* “…So, why should we trust you? For all we know, you could be leadin’ us to our deaths.”

Soccer Alex

*Alex sits on a bench during practice, the whole team taking a small break. The coach, John Price, is grilling them about coming to practices on time and doing their drills right.*