Oct 24, 2011 19:19
[Jo is sitting outside her home, against a tree, one cowboy boot against a gravestone. She's staring at it, almost blankly, as if she's not actually reading what's there -- but then, Jo sighs, almost tiredly.]
And I thought I'd have an actual shock. You guys are gonna have to try a hell of a lot harder than that to scare me.
[She leans her head back against a tree, tapping the heel of her boot against the grave, to a silent beat, before she closes her eyes, oddly at peace. Her shotgun is in her lap, loaded with salt, just in case any of these 'spirits' -- if that's what they are -- shows up. But while she sits there, she relaxes ever so slightly, and her foot slips to land on the ground again, revealing the name.]
Joanna Beth Harvelle.
April 7th 1985 -- November 19th 2009.
hellhounds are stupid monsters,
abandon all hope ye who enter here,
build it and they will come,
knock knock knockin' on heaven's door,
meg is a giant bitchface,
the animus are only scary ghosts,
!event: fog