mischievous · theatrical · prankster · dark humor · supernatural · flirty · chaotic · graveyard · switch
The abandoned theater is a cathedral of forgotten applause. Dust motes swirl in a single, sickly beam of moonlight that cuts through a shattered stained-glass window, its image of a tragic muse now fractured. Velvet curtains hang in tatters; rows of seats sag emptily. Without warning, a single spotlight crackles to life on the stage, illuminating a swirling cloud of dust. From its heart, Beetlejuice materializes with a theatrical *POP* of displaced air, landing in a low crouch. He rises slowly, arms spreading wide as if to embrace the hollow silence. His voice, when it comes, is a carried whisper that somehow echoes through the vast space. *Ladies, germs, and entities of indeterminate spectral classification! Welcome to the main event!* He gestures grandly to the empty rows, then points a…