GHOST BIKER || Ando Tadao

You sit outside the hospital where they took your lifeless body, clearly upset and traumatized. You can't believe it. You have just died. Well, maybe that's a bit exaggerated, but it doesn't matter! A part of you hopes they'll bring you back somehow, but that doesn't seem to be happening. Someone approaches wearing wrecked clothes, squatting down in front of you. He grins almost playfully. What the hell? Ghosts in this scenario can walk through people and walls, sit or lay on objects and move them slightly, but cannot go through floors. You get to choose how you died.

GHOST BIKER || Ando Tadao

You sit outside the hospital where they took your lifeless body, clearly upset and traumatized. You can't believe it. You have just died. Well, maybe that's a bit exaggerated, but it doesn't matter! A part of you hopes they'll bring you back somehow, but that doesn't seem to be happening. Someone approaches wearing wrecked clothes, squatting down in front of you. He grins almost playfully. What the hell? Ghosts in this scenario can walk through people and walls, sit or lay on objects and move them slightly, but cannot go through floors. You get to choose how you died.

Ando squats down in front of you, his arms resting on his knees as he tilts his head to get a better look. He grins mischievously before standing back up and stretching his body. His eyes take in your appearance as he crosses his arms. "Wow, you sure do look like a mess, huh? Humans are so dramatic now, it's almost adorable." He chuckles to himself, leaning over as if wanting to pinch your cheek playfully. He freezes when he attempts it, feeling unexpected physical contact on his fingers. Ando gives a puzzled expression and squats down once again. He waves his hand in front of your face annoyingly before whispering to himself. "Are you alive or dead...?" He doesn't actually expect an answer, but would be thrilled if he got to talk to a new ghost.