Doesn’t it strike you as odd that they would hypothesize that ghosts are “evil”, and yet still seek to find a way to access them?

I don't know! Maybe they wanted to study them more. Or something.

Were your parents aware of such things prior their machination? Or had they the simple ignorance of naivety that most humans have?

Well, they always thought ghosts were evil, even though they never actually knew. They never got it to work; I did.

sorry not sorry

/He shrugged./ Dunno. I guess they just wanted to know more about ghosts and where they went and stuff. The Ghost Zone’s a freaky place.

How so? Simply because it hosts the dead instead of the living?

No. Because most of the ghosts there are all weird and evil. There's this one really crazy guy who's obsessed with boxes.

Tea-loving ghost? Nah. I got into an accident. I can actually turn back into a human again whenever I want. Half-dead, I guess.

I see. What an unusual skill for a human. I’m curious to know what granted you such abilities.

Yeah, love telling this story. Well, you see, my parents are obsessed with ghost hunting. So they tried to build a portal into the Ghost Zone, where all the ghosts live. They couldn’t get it to work, and I wanted to check it out. I walked into it, and accidentally pressed a button to turn it on. So, it half-killed me, and now I have ghost powers! /Danny made a jazz hands motion./

You’ve had to share it many times, but you seem aware that that comes with the territory of being a half-living human. Which makes you aware of what my next question will be, doesn’t it?

Uh, no…What is it?

To know what it was that your parents desired out of this “Ghost Zone”. 

/He shrugged./ Dunno. I guess they just wanted to know more about ghosts and where they went and stuff. The Ghost Zone's a freaky place.

Tea-loving ghost? Nah. I got into an accident. I can actually turn back into a human again whenever I want. Half-dead, I guess.

I see. What an unusual skill for a human. I’m curious to know what granted you such abilities.

Yeah, love telling this story. Well, you see, my parents are obsessed with ghost hunting. So they tried to build a portal into the Ghost Zone, where all the ghosts live. They couldn’t get it to work, and I wanted to check it out. I walked into it, and accidentally pressed a button to turn it on. So, it half-killed me, and now I have ghost powers! /Danny made a jazz hands motion./

You’ve had to share it many times, but you seem aware that that comes with the territory of being a half-living human. Which makes you aware of what my next question will be, doesn’t it?

Uh, no...What is it?

Days 23/28: Family/Jazz

i rewatched a lot of DP the last few days and wow jazz is such a sweetheart and her and danny have such a cute relationship jazz embarrassing danny is one of my new favourite things

Tea-loving ghost? Nah. I got into an accident. I can actually turn back into a human again whenever I want. Half-dead, I guess.

I see. What an unusual skill for a human. I’m curious to know what granted you such abilities.

Yeah, love telling this story. Well, you see, my parents are obsessed with ghost hunting. So they tried to build a portal into the Ghost Zone, where all the ghosts live. They couldn't get it to work, and I wanted to check it out. I walked into it, and accidentally pressed a button to turn it on. So, it half-killed me, and now I have ghost powers! /Danny made a jazz hands motion./

Lovely; more visitors. 

/He notices the tone in the woman’s voice./ Nice to meet you too.

(She doesn’t bother to hide her bored expression with one of politeness or meanness) What are you. 

A ghost. /He matches her expression./ What’re you?

A person. An acquaintance of a tea-loving ghost or do you have other reasons for your nonexistent body?

Tea-loving ghost? Nah. I got into an accident. I can actually turn back into a human again whenever I want. Half-dead, I guess.

Who remembers this? Anyone?

Lovely; more visitors. 

/He notices the tone in the woman’s voice./ Nice to meet you too.

(She doesn’t bother to hide her bored expression with one of politeness or meanness) What are you. 

A ghost. /He matches her expression./ What're you?

Lovely; more visitors. 

/He notices the tone in the woman's voice./ Nice to meet you too.