Theme:
Are you a lover or a fighter
A dreamer or an igniter
Are you alive or are you dead?
Or are you a zombie instead?
Are you a vampire in their coffin
Or perhaps but not often
You're a mortal, a human
Who we thought were long gone.
Ending:
It's just another baseball game
As players play
It's not anything special
But to me it's great
Because it's another baseball game
And we play our game
The players hope for fame
I couldn't waste my time better
Than in another baseball game
Plot: Local ghost with shape shifting powers (Shannon) unintentionally earns fame by getting rid of troublesome monsters in her trek across the country of Weaste(pronounced Waste.) Meanwhile, she meets many interesting characters, and discovers the history of Weaste; And why humans aren't around anymore.
Still unintentionally.
"I'm a ghost. I can't really feel pain. So, I'll take the pain for all that can feel it."
"I get why you're doing this. You feel like no matter what you do, you can't get any farther, right? Cool. But it's still not an excuse. There are far better ways to handle that feeling."
"I'm not really any good at singing, but does it really matter? I'm just writing and singing songs to calm myself. Not like I'm gonna go audition for Weastian Idol or something.
"That works."
"Fluff is positive. It helps calm me down. Therefore, fluff the fluff up."
"I don't really have a goal in mind. I just want to explore, or play some baseball, or something. But that's alright. I think it's okay not to have a goal in mind at all times."
"LITTLE GHOST, I WILL KILL YOU DEAD!"
"You can't kill what's already dead, though..."
"Hey. I'm Shannon. I'm a ghost. What about you?"
