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Silent Hill - Day 1 - Day Post
Morning in Silent Hill, West Virginia, doesn't change from day to day. It's always gray, it's always dusty, it's always -- wait for it -- silent.
Time stands still in Silent Hill. It's the seventies forever, from the rusted cars abandoned along the Nathan Avenue main drag, to the Charleton Heston double feature on the billboard outside the Rialto, to the dust-obscured Gordon Lightfoot poster in the window of the record shop.
No one's lived here for the last thirty years, except those few abandoned pets and police dogs that were strong enough to survive on their own, to breed and run wild. No one even visits except for the occasional check-in by the county police, a couple of search and rescue missions over the decades, a photographer or two.
Nothing changes. Nothing ever will.
Except.
Except if nothing ever changes, then why, as the dim light spreads through town, are there sixteen strangers lying in the middle of the road?
[OOC: OPEN! Warning, many icons, links, and...pretty much the entire adventure will be understandably squicky. Welcome to horrorland! (Today, though, the place looks normal, just abandoned and fire-damaged. There's no ash falling yet.)]
NPC Requests/Questions | OOC | Monsters Index
Time stands still in Silent Hill. It's the seventies forever, from the rusted cars abandoned along the Nathan Avenue main drag, to the Charleton Heston double feature on the billboard outside the Rialto, to the dust-obscured Gordon Lightfoot poster in the window of the record shop.
No one's lived here for the last thirty years, except those few abandoned pets and police dogs that were strong enough to survive on their own, to breed and run wild. No one even visits except for the occasional check-in by the county police, a couple of search and rescue missions over the decades, a photographer or two.
Nothing changes. Nothing ever will.
Except.
Except if nothing ever changes, then why, as the dim light spreads through town, are there sixteen strangers lying in the middle of the road?
[OOC: OPEN! Warning, many icons, links, and...pretty much the entire adventure will be understandably squicky. Welcome to horrorland! (Today, though, the place looks normal, just abandoned and fire-damaged. There's no ash falling yet.)]
NPC Requests/Questions | OOC | Monsters Index
Re: Nathan Drugs
...but other urges had been more firmly in place for a longer period of time, so, after scoping out the area and reasoning that danger might be avoided if trouble was avoided, he found himself breezing into the general store. A flutter of a haori and a slight dip into a safe shadow, as he checked for any danger. Not finding any at the moment, he proceeded in to scan the shelves and search for something helpful.
Okay. He was searching for booze, and was finding, terribly, that, if there was any, it was long gone.
Re: Nathan Drugs
She eyed the man, wondering what he was looking for.
"Find anything useful?"
Re: Nathan Drugs
He shook his head, out of his reverie, and turned to look at Didi-chan over his shoulder with a faint, distant smile. "Hopefully, this adventure decides not to last too long, neh ♥?"
Re: Nathan Drugs
"People need something to keep them calm until we get home, anyhow. Maybe we should adopt some of the dogs all over the place."
Re: Nathan Drugs
He offered the cup out to Didi-chan.
"Ma'am ♥?"
Re: Nathan Drugs
"And it seems like none of our usual methods will work," she added, scrunching her face slightly. "It's ... weird. Most of the time things are nice if you're nice, but this just feels like something totally different."
Re: Nathan Drugs
"Here I'd think you of anyone would understand that just being nice to things doesn't always make them...nice," he said, then sighed. "They remind me of Hollows, but they're...not. Even if I wanted to fight them, I don't think I can do any good..."
Which was...a little depressing. Sure, he hated fighting, but he loved the fact that he was so damn good at it.
Re: Nathan Drugs
She bit her lip. "There might not be another way."
Re: Nathan Drugs
Re: Nathan Drugs
She glanced around the store. "Think there's anything worth taking from here?"
Re: Nathan Drugs
Re: Nathan Drugs
She eyed the store unsteadily. "If we don't get out of here, we can come back."
Re: Nathan Drugs