Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180227141321/@comment-33863482-20180228173134

Party: I was stabbed by, him, when I was snooping around in the storage room. My friend stood guard, but he told her to leave or he’d call the manager, and then he killed me. He went out at night and threw my body in the dumpster. My soul couldn’t rest but my soul didn’t fuse with any of the suits due to the lack of there being any around me when I died. So I possessed my paper plate doll that I hung up on the wall. *he looks down at his hands as if studying them* that’s how I came to be.