Michael ♥

Diane was onset fixing another camera when michael came storming onset. "Hey mj hows the new baby?" a fellow co nyota asked. Michael alisema nothing as he stormed into the set louge and slammed the door. Diane instantly knew what was wrong. Looking around making sure no one was looking, when the ghost was clear diane made her way to the louge and walked in. Michael was sitting on the kitanda with his face in his hands. "The baby wasn't yours was it?" Diane asked, already knowing the answer. Michael just nodded. "Im so sorry michael...i know how much wewe wanted to be a father." Diane alisema as she sat...

Using the Myers-Briggs Personality Type Indicator, I have deduced that Michael was an INFP. An Idealistic Healer.

Healers are introspective, cooperative, informative, and attentive. Their tranquil and reserved exterior masks a passionate inner life. Healers care deeply about causes that interest them, and they often pursue those causes with selfless devotion. They are highly compassionate and empathetic to the needs of others, seeking to bring peace, health, and integrity to their companions and to society at large. They want to heal the problems that trouble individuals and correct the conflicts...

The Following Morning
Ashley woke up to seeing Michael asleep. She looked under the covers and realized that they both...were naked. She blushed at first, but it soon faded.
'We...we made love...oh dear God.' She thought.
She heard knocking on the door and she quickly, yet carefully and quietly, got dressed. Once she was fully dressed, she went to the door and saw the guards. She left a note for Michael and left with the guards to the lair.
In The Lair
Once Ashley got to the lair, Sarah demanded she start dancing. Ashley did, but about half way through...she stopped.
"Who told wewe to stop?!" Sarah...

~Jade's POV~
I saw him.
His face, full of fear and bewilderment. I saw him try to peice the puzzle together in his mind of what he just saw.
"M-Michael..." My mouth was dry. The air in the room suddenly turned cold and congested.

Slowly, he backed up, and I saw it coming before it even happened.
"NO!"
A figure passed behind him. Then he fell.
The crack echoed through the house.
"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I screamed at the spirits. I ran to him, but I couldn't. It was like pushing against glass. I couldn't move. I shreiked.

Will power can get wewe anywhere. When I got to his side finally, I picked him...