- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 3pm - 1am (GMT / BST)
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"...I haven't been outside, Anna. I can't judge how wonderful modern society is without being in amongst it myself. You're lucky, you know. An hour outside a day is still an hour more than I have. Why did I have to get killed? I mean, I get why. Confined to the house I love for eternity and whatnot, b-but... but I'd rather be like you, a vampire or something. I... I genuinely hate being dead," he sighed heavily, any hopes of him returning to his more upbeat personality ending the second he rested his head on his hands and began to simultaneously sniffle and glitch. "...Where's my body, anyway? You guys did bury me somewhere nice, didn't you? B-Because... I think I deserve a nice grave. I'm probably in a ditch someplace grim, aren't I?"