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Alessa Gillespie ([personal profile] mother_of_god) wrote2008-06-13 03:37 pm
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Central Silent Hill (Foggy Side)

[Tasks:
-Monster fighting! There are skinless dogs, pterodactyl things, and apelike dudes in abundance, and all sorts of stores to explore/loot.
-NPCs! If you want to talk to one, let me know. There's a policewoman around, though she doesn't know what the fuck, and a crazy woman who may know what the fuck, but hell if anyone can tell!
-Subplot! There's a police station with notes about the local drug trade. [I'll paste 'em in if your character wants to read them.] Also, ammo.]

Empty stores stretch for blocks, the fog and snow the only patrons. Whatever happened to all the people here, it looks like most of them had time to close up shop before diasppearing- gates are down, doors locked. Wide chasms cut through some of the streets, impossibly deep gouges in the earth. The city is dead.

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela just blinks stupidly for a moment. Then she looks around.

"Um. Yeah, I think we did."

She cuts the power to the chainsaw, and the silence is too much. She shoves the chainsaw into Thomas's hands and goes a short distance away to throw up.

Not that she has much in her stomach anyway, but...yeah, that needs to come out of there now.

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Thomas stands guard, being big strong man now. This is nothing, compared to a stroll through Jokertown.

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela spits on the ground and stands up, wiping tears from her eyes. "Well, that was repulsive," she says, almost cheerily.

She looks around again. Everything is quiet. "Now what?" They still don't know where they are, really.

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just a bit." He gazes around at what he can see, pondering. "Got me. Maybe we should try to get out of town?"

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds good to me." She takes the chainsaw back into her hands. "Guess we should just pick a direction. Like...that way." She points in a direction that things haven't been attacking them.
Edited 2008-06-27 15:07 (UTC)

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-06-28 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
From the fog nearby:

"FREEZE!"

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-06-30 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Thomas peers into the fog. "Uhm. Kay?"

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-30 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Angela looks for a voice. "Who's there?" Her voice doesn't shake much, at least there's that going for her.

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-06-30 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
A figure jogs forward through the fog: Human. In a police uniform. Her gun lowers as she approaches.

"Hey, you're both human!" Surprise and relief there.

"Do you live here?"

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Thomas sheathes his little daggers, letting them fold back into his skin. "Human is more a state of mind, really. But, uh, no, not in this town. We just kinda, stumbled into it. When the fog came down."

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
Angela grins slightly at Thomas, and nodded. "Yeah. We've got no clue how we got here, but we're here. I guess you don't live here either?"

Angela is coveting the other woman's gun. Or any gun, really. She can shoot most kinds pretty well.

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head. "Next town over. I got a call in about something strange going on. It's bizarre- all contact's been cut off. I can't even radio headquarters! And the only people I've seen so far have all been from out of town, too. People don't just disappear like this!"

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Thomas holds up a finger. "Uh, you obviously haven't been out in this world, have you? Vanishing like this is a very common thing, where we wound up."

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Angela says. "Like one moment I was going out to my car to head for a shoot, and the next moment I was wandering in the Arizona desert."

She pauses for a moment. "But...you can't call out? Or call for help or anything?"

Oh, that's worrying.

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"This world?" She stares at the two of them, forehead wrinkling.

"Are you tourists here?"

And then, to Angela, "All the phone lines are dead, and the radio's just static."

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Thomas winces as he gets it. "This town musta popped over after you entered it. Damn, that makes everything a lot harder to explain."

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
She can think of many other places she'd rather be a tourist. Many other places.

Angela blinks. "Yeah, I don't know if I can explain." But she'll try.

"Like...Okay, from what I understand, there are portals opening up all over the place and they bring back...pretty much whatever they find--things, places...people."

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Cursing under her breath, she massages her forehead. "All right, we'll need to get you both to a safe place. There's a station not too far away. Will you come with me?"

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Thomas trades a glance with Angela. "Sure, can't hurt. So long as there ain't more of them creepy demon dogs."

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela nods. "Or zombies. I hate zombies."

And Angela is ready to get somewhere else besides out in the open.

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-07-01 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a short hike, though there's an occasional detour around blocked roads.

The silhouettes of police cars show through the fog. And then the police radio crackles with static. She curses under her breath, readying her pistol.

"Stay behind me," she orders. A pair of hunched, bulky figures amble in the fog ahead.

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-07-02 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Aight." Thomas replies casually. He hunkers down, watching the shapes carefully, his body shifting under his clothes as he slides things around.

Then, with a mighty twang, a throwing knife sails through the air to thunk into one of the figures. S'not like he needs to be in front of her to hit them.

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-07-02 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
Angela hunkers down beside him, one hand lightly on his back, as if to reassure herself that he's still here.

She grins as one of his throwing knives hits one of the zombie things. He is so awesome.

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2008-07-02 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, what-" She turns as the knife whizzes by.

Long enough distraction for the first thing to start charging at her. She unloads a few bullets into it before it tackles her.

Its cohort is close behind.

[identity profile] transbender.livejournal.com 2008-07-02 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, god damn it-" Thomas charges forward, all his good sense genes somehow on hold for a moment. He gets a grip on the monster on top of the officer, his arms straining, quivering as he tightens them up, and then expanding as he launches said monster skyward thanks to the wonders of elastic tension.

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