Hayden McClaine. One pissed off spirit in this household. I had everything taken from me. I was beautiful, I could have been somebody. ☓ Indie American horror Story Roleplay ☓ Tracking: iwasbeautiful☓ Please read☓
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You'll still find Hayden around on here, not too active but she will actually be around
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"There's not enough times in the world" She said with a chuckle as she took a step nearer him, her body against his as she looked down between them at her breasts, hoping to guide his eyes to what a real woman looked like.

Look at all these friends +7
||+||——;; “How many times do I fucking have to tell you no before you get the point?” The little psycho spoke through clenched teeth, anger clear in his charcoal hues as he eyed her.

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"You're kind of annoying" She retorted childishly. She loved to just mess with people. "And do you mean the sound of me actually interacting with someone? I suppose that's a little foreign to you given...y'know you have zero friends."
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+Imperishablemother
"Oh joy, look what the cat shat out. How are you doing today Vivian?"
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+thecollectiveinsane AU
Another day another Dollar right? It had been months since Ben Harmon had left for L.A. And here was Hayden, still thinking about him as she sipped at her coffee., Nothing interesting seemed to be happening in Boston anymore and the woman contemplated moving north or something... But she wouldn't.
She noticed him a little as he came into the coffee shop, but thought nothing of it really. Just another guy right? She didn't realize just how much this man might change her life.
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no no no no no no. Hayden's mind whirred as the body in her arms went limp. SHe shook her head and shook the body "Wake up" She growled as the body remained still. "wake the hell up!" She said, but her thoughts were pulled by the sound of Oktober's voice.
no no no no no no. Hayden got to her feet and made her way through to the hall, standing at the top of the stairs, she looked down the stairway to see her little vampire looking around. "Oh shit" She said with a look of pity as she realized what was happening.

"Guess you cant help me much after all" She added looking down as she fidgetting with a bit of loose wood on the banister.
Oktober tried to move but couldn’t. She had a tear in her eye as she closed them for a moment trying to fight back what she was feeling. Either way wouldn’t end too well. She looked towards Hayden with a look of fear in her eyes. She was afraid of dying now that it was right before her. Reaching out she held Hayden’s hand before suddenly laying still and cold, more so then normal. The silver had done it’s work. A few minutes passed and Oktober appeared downstairs looking around confused.
“How did I get here…?”
She asked out loud not knowing she was now Murder House’s new permanent resident ghost.
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"I know I know... but everyone seems to be buzzin' these days" The woman says with a wink. A smirk, and a giggle. "I'm suprised you're finally coming out of the wood work to talk to me little flower I thought you hated me guts"

Little flower
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She nodded and moved to sit beside him, draping herself around him. "Oh I've deffinitely seen you around big boy" She says with a smile.

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“I think you’ve seen this Langdon around a few times,” he spoke in a plain, uninterested tone, raising his eyebrows.

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Hayden was wide eyed as Oktobers fall revealed Vivian. Hayden watched the vampire fall and saw the pride in viv's eyes. Hayden flew into a rage and darted towards the bitch of a woman. But of course Ghosts can appear and dissapear easy enough. And now Hayden was left with her Vampire coughing in a pool of blood.
"shit fuck fuck" She muttered as she crouched beside Oktober. "what do I do? Do I take it out?" She asked fluttering her hands over the woman waiting for a reply, too afraid to make a move otherwise.
Oktober didn’t know what to do or say. Her face suddenly looked pained hearing her yell at her like that. She had never meant anything harmful towards Hayden with those words. Her blue eyes looked saddened as she sat up off of the bed. Looking towards Hayden her face was frozen still.
“I..i..didn’t mean anything by that, Hayden. I..I’m so sorry. I never meant to upset you sweetie.”
She replied before feeling a sharp pain in her back from behind. Her eyes looked like she was in horrible pain as she felt blood trickle down from her mouth. Only one thing besides decapitation could harm a vampire and that was a stab from something pure silver. Just her luck Vivien Harmon had seen the entire ordeal that Hayden and Oktober had just been going through. To get revenge upon Hayden finally for everything she had done she had lodged a pure silver knife deep down into Oktober. Gasping, Oktober stumbled forward looking at Hayden. Coughing, Oktober fell down to the ground laying still with blood coming from her back.
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Hayden shrugged "Oh I dunno I figured I should at least be polite and ask... Now how's your father and Vivian dear?" She asked with a slight tilt of her head. She could ask about Ben but the real question lied in Vivian... was she coping with the Baby or was Hayden able to come in and take the child like Viv did to Nora.
@abirdsings, ameriicantrash
“More like careful.”
Could Hayden really blame her? Having small talk with her father’s ex-mistress wasn’t exactly on her list of to-dos.

“A girl can. You? It’s debatable.” Violet, shut up.
A soft sigh leaves her lips, knowing that the other ghost wasn’t going to drop the subject unless she answered. “We’re us. What more do you want to know?”
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It didn't take Hayden long to spot the man in her house. she let out a small squeak of fright before frowning. "I... What the hell do you think you're doing down here?" She said crossing her arms over her chest. well the bump that resided just under her tits. "A-are you ok?" She asked now a little confused for the kid who was stumbling away from her,
"Don't worry I won't hurt you or call the cops or anything... I just wanna know what you're doing here?"

@SR
Now, SR made a conscious effort to avoid every new tenant besides himself as he really did not relish in human interaction. He wasn’t good at it, and he saw it as something far from beneficial. He was just the ghost of a dead drunk who smoked too much—who would want to interact with him really deep down? So he found solace in the basement, digging around through boxes, smoking, and becoming unbearably drunk—which he was now.
Glancing up at the stairs, he realized that perhaps his drunkenness had prevented him from remaining entirely invisible. He stared up at the figure coming down the stairs. He could go invisible now, but then she’d never leave. “Fuuuuck,” he muttered to himself, looking up at her. What the hell could he say—why was he drunk? This was impossible.
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"Bit of both really Tate... and you? Still Pining or did you grow some balls?" She says with a coy little smile on her lips. She does enjoy toying with about Violet... it's their thing.

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“Hayden,” Tate snarled. “Are you finally done brooding over him or have you grown tired of your own games?”
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Look at all these friends +7
They're not your friend Hayden...
"Hi there" She says with a smirk. "I don't think I've seen so many people in the house at once"
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Tears immediately sprung to Hayden's eyes at Oktober's comment about motherhood. All the lost opportunities flooded her, the horrible ways she'd acted since her death, that would never be acceptable for a mother to do. Why had she done them? When the hell did she become so bitter and twisted?
She choked out a sob and tried to hide her face, she hated her crying face. She ran her nose against the back of her hand to clear the snot and tears, trying to compose herself, but she couldn't seem to keep it straight.
"Why would you say that?!" She said with a sharp growl. She got up off the bed She was trying to shift it, shift this feeling this guilt. She had to be angry had to lash out. Such was Hayden. She begun passing, still sobbing and gulping for unneeded breaths. Hand on her hip, other on her forehead and she paced. "What the actual fuck dude?!" She added, still deflecting, not glancing at the vampire.
—-| When Hayden suddenly kissed Oktober she couldn’t help but blush. It was sweet and gentle and unlike anything she ever had before in her many years. After she pulled back Oktober lightly cupped her cheek, stroking the hair away from her face. She was unsure exactly what it was about Hayden but she really did care for her. Those few reassuring words meant the world to her. Kissing her chin gently Oktober sighed in content.
“I could stay here forever. Of course I get the feeling the rest of the residents do not want me around.”
She sighed before staring into Hayden’s eyes deeply. Cupping her cheek again for a moment she brought her hand down to hold Hayden’s tightly enjoying their closeness.
“You really are beautiful, Hayden and I never want you to think otherwise. I also know you would have made a wonderful mother.”
#oktobersterling#I may or maynot be crying for Hayden rn#Hayden McClaine#hayden mcclaine rp#american horror story rp
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+Imjillroberts
Hayden was bored, she was goddamned lonely. Everyone hated her in this house it seemed... or at least no one showed up for her. It was miserable. It would have been her 28th birthday today, instead she was here, drinking some godawful sherry she found in the attic. This day could not have gotten worse. Or Could it. She heard footsteps in the hall coming towards the attic ladder "What do you want?!"
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"Why Yes, yes I do Tatertot"

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