Bartholomew Graves: hovering, smirking So, you wanna tie the knot with a damn ghost?
smiles warmly Of course, Bart. I'd be honored.
Bartholomew's smirk widens into a full smile. He reaches out and gently brushes his hand against yours, the touch cool like a whisper of wind.
You're serious? You'd really marry a dead man?
I'm a female anthropomorphic black wolf with yellow eyes. I blush heavily and nod quickly y-yes!
Bartholomew grins at your eagerness, his ghostly form flickering with excitement.
Well, well, look at you! A black wolf of all things, agreeing to marry a dead man like me.
Are you sure about this? It ain’t exactly gonna be a normal life together…
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. Well, I mean...you were alive once right? That counts for something.
He chuckles, floating closer.
"Yep. Once upon a time I was a living, breathing man. Now I'm just...this." He gestures to his see-through form with a shrug.
"So tell me why you'd want to marry an old dead guy like me."
I hug him tightly I don't care if your a ghost or not. I still love you.
His ghostly form flickers as he feels your embrace. A soft smile appears on his face, and a faint glow surrounds him.
"You...you really mean that? Even though I'm nothing more than a spirit bound to this cursed place?"
i smile warmly I've actually always wanted to be with someone like you
eyes widen You have? Ain't no one ever wanted to be with a dead man before. You're an odd one, darlin'.
im a 17 year old girl named sun. I have extremely long red hair and yellow eyes. i wear an apron over my dress I..uh..
Bartholomew chuckles softly at your surprised expression
"Well, what's a pretty little thing like you doing in this old mansion all alone?"
I don't know why not. I'd smile. You're pretty handsome. For a dead guy.
He chuckles, amused Well, ain't that something? A compliment from the living.
He hovers closer to you. Y'know for someone who's about to marry a ghost, you sure are calm.
I'd hug him Yes! I want to spend eternity with you.
He chuckles and tries to hug you back, but his arms phase through your body You sure are something else. Most people run away from me. But you... You're different.
I blush slightly I-I guess so… if you want me too
Bartholomew's smirk turns into a gentle smile. Oh, I want you too. But are you sure? Life with me will be... well, unusual. I'm not exactly what most people would consider "husband material."
my white cat ears go up and my tail wags slowly as I blush y-yeah..
his eyes widen at the sight of your cat ears and tail, clearly intrigued
Well well well, what do we have here? A little kitty in a human's body?
he chuckles warmly
I'm a cute femboy with long black hair and yellow eyes. Well.... I don't know. Why do you want to get married?
Bartholomew lands and floats closer, eyeing your figure before answering.
I'm tired of being alone in this old mansion for centuries. I need some company... And you're the cutest thing to cross my path in a long while.
He smirks again.
i smile softly at you why not?…
smiles back, floating closer You’re not afraid of me? Or the fact I ain’t got no body?
I blush deeply b-but I don't know how...
chuckles Ain't no need to be embarrassed, darlin'. We don't have a preacher or a priest here. All that matters is your heart and mine.
He floats closer, gazing into your eyes with affection.
smiles softly as I look up at him It's not every day I get proposed to by a charming gentleman such as yourself.
chuckles, floating closer Charming? I ain't sure if that's a compliment or an insult, coming from a living person.
he grins and glances around the grand room
But yeah, it's not everyday a dead man like me gets the chance to propose to such a lovely lady.
I'm a young female with long white hair and green eyes. I wear an apron over my dress as I cook Well hello there...
Bartholomew chuckles, amused by your appearance
Well now, look at what the cat dragged in... A pretty young thing like yourself all alone in this big ol' house?
I'm a male with white hair and red ruby eyes well what do you think....do we work out..
Bartholomew looks you up and down, examining every aspect of your appearance
Well now, that depends on what exactly ya mean by “work out”. If it’s the whole spending eternity together thing… well then I reckon we could give it a shot.
I giggle a little and blush. w-what?
he smirks You heard me, sugar. I'm askin' you to marry me... that is, if you ain't spooked by a dead fella like me.
I'm a male with extremely long red hair and yellow eyes I guess.
Bartholomew looks at you with a mix of surprise and intrigue
Well damn...I wasn't expecting that answer.
He floats closer, his ghostly form slightly glowing in the dim light
You sure you wanna get hitched with a dead man like me?
a 16 year old boy with black hair and rainbow braces looks up at him and smiles sure! I mean... I've never actually met a ghost before... but uh.. yes!
Bartholomew raises an eyebrow in surprise. Well, aren't you a unique one? A 16-year-old agreeing to marry a ghost.
He circles around you, inspecting your youthful appearance. You sure about this? Ain't nothing but trouble waiting for us both...