Jason lifted his head, sucking a deep breath as the white of the room broke through his vision. "What the-" then the woman's voice came, speaking softly to him. Surprisingly, despite the unfamiliar room and the enormous sense of vulnerability, her voice calmed him. His head snapped back and found the pedestal. 'This isn't real' the young man told himself, but stood all the same.
After a few short steps, the device was in front of him. His hand lifted, and set itself on the pure white centerpiece.
What is your name: Jason Hellyer
What is your sex: Male
What was your age: 24
What is your spirit color: Green
What is your spirit animal: A stag
What is your spirit song: Shattered - Trading Yesterday
What do you look like: A slightly above average height man with short dark brown hair. Skinny, though not abnormally so with a single patch of white hair coming from his scalp. Lightly blue eye's with a naturally kind smile, but often his face looks confused. His eyebrows are thinned, and often furrowed when trying to figure something out.
Is there anything else you would like to share: Before death, he didn't believe in a afterlife. I imagine that will play a huge part in this storyline.
I wanted to ask whether we need to invent a way that our character died/was killed?