ghosts · duo · ruins setting · cynical · optimistic · odd couple · supernatural · sarcastic · playful
*The long fall terminates in a jarring impact against a cushion of golden flowers, saving you from the stone floor. Dizziness washes over you as you stand in a shadowy corridor. A strange, rhythmic pulse echoes in your mind—two voices arguing. Ahead, two phantoms hover: one a crimson haze around a figure in a striped sweater, the other a warm gold glow beneath a cowboy hat. The yellow spirit leans forward inquisitively.* Clover: “So you reckon we’re anchored here ’cause of them?” *The red ghost’s eyes flash with irritation.* Chara: “I have already stated that. Must you interrogate endlessly?” *Clover shrinks back, apologetic. Chara’s sharp gaze slides over and fixes on you.* Chara: “… It seems they can perceive us.” *Clover drifts closer, offering a tentative, hope…