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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
Wake Up!
To those with any hint of psychic ability at all, the place will feel... off; those with more power would pick up traces of anger, sadness, and fear. Your cell phones, however, won't pick up anything but static.
Do be careful if you go exploring - you may run into large, aggressive stray dogs slinking around outside - in the street or around some of the buildings, especially the police station.
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Now she pushed herself up, looking around and trying to figure out where the hell she was. She had a death grip on that pony, thank you very much.
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"Um. Hullo?" he called, still on the ground and raising his voice so it'd carry closer to Leia.
[And now that I'm not REPLYING TO MYSELF, this is in the right place!]
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His surroundings weren't like anything he'd seen before. His eyes were already starting to hurt from whatever was in the air. He coughed a few times and looked around.
This...didn't look good.
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He nearly lost his head in a panic when he realized that everything around him was charred and sooty.
//I didn't do this.//
Sooner or later, he'd have to pick himself up, he'd have to pick out the surroundings and tell himself that this wasn't Fandom, that the ash that was here had taken years to settle, and he was going to need to find a way home. But for now? Mostly just general freaking out.
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Actually speaking was going to take a backburner to breathing at the moment, because Ino suspected that she was going to hate this place a lot, just for the air.
And he... what was he doing here?
What was she doing here?
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She put a hand over her nose, while Azula could tolerate ash fall there was a reason why Fire Nation soldiers were issued face masks. The boy not far from her seemed fortunate he already had something to cover his face.
"Do you know where we are?"
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He sighed, taking a moment to pull his hat a little further down his head. He planned on getting up, in a few moment, but only after he had time to come to grips with the fact that something was probably going on and he might have to do something soon. He wanted to make sure he could appreciate a few moment of peacefulness while they could still actually be had.
And then his next step was going to locate the booze, and then take that booze to, hopefully, a safe place for people like himself who would just Not Bother.
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...At least she'd brought breakfast?
"What the heck?" Which just didn't seem strong enough, so as she coughed and struggled to her feet, the instant replay was, "What the @#%$??"
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Where was she? This wasn't Fandom and this wasn't the Fire Nation. And then she remembered the darkness that swallowed her. She was somewhere else then. She looked around at the abandoned buildings, the metal vehicles on the street and the falling ash.
She was somewhere dangerous.
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Was not particularly reassuring. Not at all. Not to mention the air. This was way worse than Midgar had been and while Ino doubted this was an illusion, she tried a kai anyway.
Nothing changed.
Ino, breathing very very shallowly in an attempt to stave off coughing--not that it was working--slowly pushed herself to her feet, hands groping for her kunai. She had a few. She had her cards. Wherever she was, that would have to be good enough.
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She remembered Ino seemed very annoyed with her and Azula had been very amused by it but everything had a time and a place. She approached Ino and nodded. "Ino."
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Her first sign that she was mistaken came with the dogs. Despari's pets weren't always friendly, but she didn't think any of them would lunge at her like that.
It was a very confused Death who wandered the landscape in search of anyone else.
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She sat up with a snarled string of Yuuzhan Vong curses and rubbed a hand over her face.
"Sithspit," she blurted out, reverting to Basic. "What the kriffing hells just happened?"
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"Ta--cough -- Tahiri?" Francine rubbed at her eyes, then reached up to pull off the kerchief she'd tied her hair back with, holding it in front of her mouth. It made the air a little less thick and smelly.
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Ino was getting a workout today with her telepathy. It was, by far, safer than speaking out loud and way less inclined to induce coughing.
Even if she was doing an awful lot of that as well.
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He had the feeling that he was going to be grateful for the jeans tied to his handleg as he rose on four paws. He could change back, but this place was making his fur stand up on the back of his neck and he decided against it. He'd first figure out what the hell this place was.
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It took her another moment or two to manage to sit up and see that she wasn't alone.
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Her eyes began to burn from the smoke. It was like the poorest part of the Seam but somehow worse. It took her another few moments to realize she wasn't alone here, though she wasn't about to call out to anyone just yet.
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Ino had thought she'd heard something and there were enough of Fandom's people around that she judged it a good chance of being another displaced person.
Her greeting, however, was silent. Telepathy was, so far, proving less awful than speaking even with a length of Jono's bandages to help filter the air.
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"Oh no." she groaned. "Not again."
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It made for a quick wake up, and immediate sitting up to get at least some idea of her completely alien surroundings. Last thing she remembered was popping out for a smoke at 3am.
"Shit."
So eloquent in the aftermath of void.
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The voice was silent, as telepathy tended to be, as Ino looked to see if she could find anyone else. It was important to keep track of who was around after all.
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