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[Audio Script] This Apartment is Ghost Friendly [M4A] [F4A][A4A][Ghost] [GhostSpeaker] [BlindListener] [Sweet] [Wholesome] [Stranger to Friends]

Storyline:

Welp, you are dead. Life sure is a witch and a half. You've been stuck in your apartment for years ever since you passed. And the truth is, you can go to the next life anytime you want. What's stopping you? ... you can't remember how you died...

So you took up the past time of haunting. Things don't get boring since you chase off tenants monthly, and new ones keep coming, thinking they are getting a steal every time they see the rent price. Plus, you have other spooky specter neighbors to talk to.

One day the movers return with boxes, and it looks like you might have a new roommate! But as you watch them, you realize they are blind…and yet, somehow…they can see you!?!

Rules:

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[Muffled city sounds as movers walk around and shift boxes around]

Leon/Lilly:   [Humming or whistling a part of the song "Two Beds, Two Baths and a Ghost" by Bug Hunter, ghostly sounding voice effect as they talk]  Hate to see you boys go….but I guess I'll see you in a few months when the new tenants come in

[Doors shut as the last mover leaves the apartment]

Leon/Lilly:  Maybe Jay-Jay and I should place bets this time; bet I can scare this new guy in half the amount it took those old coots from before.  [Pause]  Old people are just a drag to haunt  [In a mocking old tone]  Oh, what a drafty window we have…Those kids upstairs better stop with that noise, or I'm calling the cops!.... When did I spill red paint in the bathtub?  [Back to their normal voice]  It's like, get a clue!

[Door opening]

Leon/Lilly:  Oh! That must be them.

[Dogs come running in along with some human footsteps. The dog starts to bark]

Leon/Lilly:  Well, well, it's been a while since a dog has been in here  [Pause ,  then talking to the dog while it is still barking at them]  Yes pup…keep barking away at me~ All your owner will see is nothing but air! Haha.  [More barking]  Now, now…come on, you little dummy, your owner is going to think you've gone crazy! You are a sweet-looking pup, I'll give you that, and that vest you got on makes you look pretty dapper. Wish I could pet you...but I doubt my ghost fingers would feel good for an ear scratch.  [Pause]  I don't think it would feel like anything really...

[Doggo walks away as Listener starts walking around]

Lilly/Leon:   [Confused]  Did the new tenant just laugh? That was... weird. Maybe they just remembered a funny joke? Or do they think their dog going crazy over a lamp is funny [Disgruntled ]  Don't tell me they're one of those nuts that want their butt to be haunted! If that's the case, then try this on for size!

[Lilly/Leon makes a box slide across the floor, the dog barks, and the Listener trips over the box and lands on the floor with a thud ]

Lilly/Leon:   [Sharp intake of air]  Ooo, that looked like it hurt. Why didn't they avoid that box? They didn't even try to step out of the way. It was right in front of them, and they literally walked toward it!  [Pause]  Oh yeah, that's going to bruise  [Pause]  Wait... a dog with a vest, one of those white walking sticks...clearly lacking in awareness of their surroundings.  [Realizing their horror and shame]  Oh my god, they're blind  [Pause]  I am such a freaking asshole.

[Listener speaks]

Lilly/Leon:   [Softly repeating]  Yes...you...are...  [Confused]  Did...did they just say yes?  [Pause]  They...they just said yes. Their faces suddenly pale, and they looked over at  [Pause]  Me?... Wait, wait, wait! You can see me!? You can hear me!?

[Listener starts to walk away]

Lilly/Leon:  They turned away way too fast.  [Starts to follow Listener]  Hey! Hey!! I got something to ask you!  [Listener ignores]  Wait! You can see me! I just...I just want to know why? Or how!?  [Still being ignored]  Can you just look at me, please? Please!  [Getting desperate]  It's been years since I died, and you're the first person I've met who can see me, so please just look at me. Please!!  [Angery]  STOP IGNORING ME; IM HERE! I'M RIGHT HERE!!!

[Something breaks and shatters, and the dog starts barking and howling up a storm before stopping after a bit]

Lilly/Leon:   [Sounding a little regretful]  Well...I scared them really good this time.  [Sighing and taking a beat]  I'm sorry...okay? I'm sorry. I just got a little excited and-

[Listener speaks]

Lilly/Leon:  Uh... angry?... Yeah, I'm sorry I got mad at you, and I'm sorry I...uh, broke some of your stuff.

[Listener speaks]

Lilly/Leon:  Okay, yes! I'm sorry that I chucked that box at you! But in my defense, I didn't know you were blind!

[Listener speaks before they start walking away]

Lilly/Leon:  I…Wait!! Wait!  [Desperate and truthfully]  I'm sorry, Okay? It's just…when you're dead, there isn't much to do. It's boring, and sometimes you just want to have some fun. But I know that doesn't excuse… I'm sorry, I don't hurt people on purpose  [In a softer voice but lower voice],  unlike some ghosts.  [Pause]  Most of the time, living people don't even know we're here; if they subsect, they'll try to get in contact. But after a while, they all just forget and move on . [In an amazed tone]  But you know, you know, and you can see me! How is that even possible? I heard about it while alive but didn't even think it was real. Hell, I didn't even think ghosts were real, either. Were you born with it? Or did you get it when you became blind? Did you become blind? I assume so because of the scarring around your eyes-

[Listener cuts them off and starts to walk away again with their doggo]

Lilly/Leon:  You don't want to talk about it? Hey! Hold on! We don't have to talk about it! We can talk about anything, ask me anything! Please, I just want to pretend that I'm alive and just … speak to someone.

[Listener asks if there aren't other ghosts to talk to?]

Lilly/Leon:  Aren't there other ghosts? Oh, this apartment is full of them. Jay-Jay is a few doors down; she's pretty fun! A speakeasy owner during the 1920s, there's a secret door to her underground bar in her old apartment, but no one's found it yet. Just don't place bets with her; I think she cheats. Then there's Mr. Courtae, some old landlord from the 50s. He's okay, but he still keeps asking us ghosts for rent… it's kinda annoying.  [Pause for thinking]  Humm… there's also Marigold, and I hope you aren't afraid of little ghost girls because she is one. The apartment was a manor house back in the 1800s, believe it or not.

[Listener speaks]

Lilly/Leon:  Yeah, this apartment is like a time capsule filled with dead people from every era!  [Laugh]  But they don't make good conversation.

[Listener asks why]

Lilly/Leon:  Why? Uhh…how can I explain this…uhhmm...Us ghosts are like memories; we "live" in our past, for lack of a better term. Some more than others. How we see the world of the living is like through a blurry window. We see shapes moving, but we can never make it out; I know the world is changing, but I can't grasp it. Every time I try to…it just slips by. So we just stick to what we know…and what we know is the past.  [Pause]  There are only so many times you can hear a story about a shootout with 1920s gangsters until it gets boring.

[Listener says it sounds like how they see the world]

Lilly/Leon:  That's…how  [Pause]  You say that's how you see the world? Why would you say that? Don't tell me you're an old emo kid. I had my fill of that lifestyle in middle school [ Laughs for a second]

[Doggo Barks]

Lilly/Leon:   [Then remembers that Listener is blind]  Oh…shit… .[Starts to be very apologetic]  Sorry, Sorry! I forgot that…I am so sorry! I'm acting like such a jackwagon right now!

[Listener says it's okay]

Lilly/Leon:  It's okay? So we are cool?  [Laughing a little, before it slowly dies off]  Good...good  [Pause]  Before I forget, there is another ghost I should warn you about…We call them  [Tone drops a little]  The Attic One….

[Listener laughs]

Lilly/Leon:  Why are you laughing?  [Starts to laugh a little, too]  Okay, the name is super dramatic, but we have no idea who or what they are. Marigold knows more about them than any of us, but she doesn't like to talk about it. What I do know is that they are the oldest ghost here, and they stay up in the attic, never leaves that place, and HATEs it when we enter their space….they hate it even more, when someone living goes up there; I'm talking full-on scratching, pushing, and wanting to hurt you kinda temper.

[Listener asks a question]  

Lilly/Leon:  Have I been up there before?  [Unsure]  I think so … when I was alive, but when I try to think about it...I feel sick…which is something we ghosts aren't supposed to feel. We don't feel pain or anything for that matter.  [Stressed sounding]  But every time I try to remember the attic or how I died, I just get this….awful feeling, and things get so fuzzy to the point where these feelings somehow force me into the Fade.

[Listener asks a question]

Lilly/Leon:  Oh, the Fade is where ghosts who can't pass on go every once in a while. You could say it's like we are sleeping, but we aren't. You fade from the living realm and just go somewhere where you don't even know you're dead because you aren't anywhere. We kinda stop existing… [Bitter joy/sadness tone of voice]  it's nice…  [Pause, then speaks in a sadder tone]  Could…uhm, Could we talk about something else? It can be about anything….just not about….death… [Bitter]  I'm sick of death, and we ghost aren't supposed to feel sick,  [Weak chuckle]  Ya know? We aren't supposed to feel anything…

[Doggo gives a soft, sad whine. The Listener says yes]

Lilly/Leon:  Thanks…

[Listener asks for Lilly/Leon's name]

Lilly/Leon:  Ah…right; since you'll be living with a ghost that you can see and talk to, I guess that makes me a roommate who you won't be able to count on when it comes to paying half the rent…but a roommate nonetheless. Lilly/Leon, that's my name. What's yours…and what's your furry helper's name too? They are technically a roommate as well, you know.

[Listener answers and doggo gives a happy bark]

Lilly/Leon:  Nice to meet you, properly...I guess?  [To the doggo]  And nice to meet you too, Gingersnap.

[Listener asks a question]

Lilly/Leon:  You want me to help you with something? Uh..sure, I mean, I can try…I guess

[Listener asks them to move some boxes, tables, and chairs]

Lilly/Leon:  You want me to use my spooky ghost powers to- hang on!  [Sounding a little offended]  It's not just "Spooky Ghost Powers"! It takes a lot of energy to perform what we Ghosts can do, and you can't even comprehend how hard it is to control! Get too emotional while a living person is nearby, and BOOM! Guess who joined the dead people club! Use too much energy, and you force yourself into the Fade! It is a very high form of telekinesis that-

[Listener cuts them off and responds]

Lilly/Leon:   [Repeating what Listener said]  That… I've used to mess with people… [Trying to come up with a comeback]  Okay…the thing is….you know… it's not like…what I meant by it  [Pause]  FINE!! I'll move your stupid table!!

[Sound Effect of furniture being moved around]

Lilly/Leon:  [Mumbling to themselves as they move stuff around: improve if ya like]  … I'm a ghost…. I'm dead….and now I'm a housekeeper? I can't even get paid for this...I don't even care that they're blind…I throw another box at their stupid smug face…. it's not spooky ghost powers…

[Doggo Barks are something falls in the kitchen]

Lilly/Leon:  Are you okay?!?

[Listener says yes, they are just trying to find mugs]

Lilly/Leon:  Do you want my help finding your mugs? No offense, but your backing system is kinda a mess…

[Listener says no, they are good]

Lilly/Leon:  Okay, I'll just wait here then…I finished moving your table and stuff; it should be easier to get around now.

[After a moment, the Listener and doggo come back into the room]

Lilly/Leon:   [Trying to gently guide Listener in]  Yup, careful…just…just take a step to your left…nope other-yeah! There ya go, perfect.  [Pause]  Whatcha make? Coffee? Having a friend coming over or something? Want me to freak them out?! Ha…. kidding.

[Listener says the other mug is for Lilly/Leon, as they set the cups down on the table]

Lilly/Leon:   [A little unsure]  That mug is for me? Uh…ha, yeah…Remember that whole conversation where I mentioned I was a ghost?

[Listener says to pretend]

Lilly/Leon:  Well, yeah, I did say I just wanted to pretend I was alive for a little bit  [Pause, then a little more cheerful sounding]  Alright then; let's pretend.  [Softer]  Thank you.

[Listener asks a question]

Lilly/Leon:  How was my day?  [Pause]  My day was  [Pause]  good…yeah, my day was pretty good!

The End