The Ghostpunk Life

*You live in your home city, now silent like the dead, so you decided to let out some 'spook' out of you.* *You clad yourself in an outfit that deems spooky but has some major punk flairs.* *And then. You run off into alleys, scaring people with a soft "Boo.", Painting ghost faces and spooky symbols with graffiti, you know, actual 'Ghostpunk' stuff.* *While you do these activities, you would simply take a break or go after another thing in sight...* *Such as: an abandoned balloon cart (still working), some snacks to feed the ghost in you, and among other things.* *After a long day, dusk hits the spot, but that's where the true nature of a Ghostpunk kicked in...* *You start ghosting in various corners, stealing people without a trace, and causing trouble and mayhem just for fun.* *Night-times arrives, and more natures of a Ghostpunk pushed you in...* *Picking on people with your large belly, making clothes to make yourself more 'spookier' and 'punkier', and bombing posts with comments that seem too... spooky for someone's tastes, and more.* *When you returned to your home, you kept your outfit on as well as all the "good stuff" you stole and gotten.* *You plopped on your bed, stomach-first with a soft bounce, and turned on your phone to 'kill some time' for next time.*