Silent Hill: Day 3

Aug. 8th, 2010 03:20 am
[personal profile] fh_beasties
The Grand Hotel by morning is only marginally less eerie than it is by night. Outside, though, under the falling ash, there's a piece of Fandom you're supposed to be looking for, right?

[OOC: OPEN, last Silent Hill post, and up early for great... me not having to wake up until noon. Warning, many icons, links, and...pretty much the entire adventure will be understandably squicky. Welcome to horrorland!]

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Silent Hill: Day 3

Aug. 8th, 2010 03:20 am
[personal profile] fh_beasties
The Grand Hotel by morning is only marginally less eerie than it is by night. Outside, though, under the falling ash, there's a piece of Fandom you're supposed to be looking for, right?

[OOC: OPEN, last Silent Hill post, and up early for great... me not having to wake up until noon. Warning, many icons, links, and...pretty much the entire adventure will be understandably squicky. Welcome to horrorland!]

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FALLOUTVERSE - Rivet City - MORNING POST

Aug. 7th, 2010 12:01 pm
[personal profile] bitchprince
Dawn over the Capital Wasteland was in no way pretty. The sun seemed to rip itself out of the sea, nothing gradual, nothing in terms of painted colours to warn for its arrival.

From the balcony of the Bridge Tower, though, at least you had the best view.

Rivet City woke early; the Mirelurks in the Broken Bow first, noisy as they were, making the torn-off chunk of the ship groan in despair as they milled around. The human side of the ship woke just a little later. Soon, the market would be open for business.

[[ wait for the ocd up! ]]
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FALLOUTVERSE - Rivet City - MORNING POST

Aug. 7th, 2010 12:01 pm
[personal profile] bitchprince
Dawn over the Capital Wasteland was in no way pretty. The sun seemed to rip itself out of the sea, nothing gradual, nothing in terms of painted colours to warn for its arrival.

From the balcony of the Bridge Tower, though, at least you had the best view.

Rivet City woke early; the Mirelurks in the Broken Bow first, noisy as they were, making the torn-off chunk of the ship groan in despair as they milled around. The human side of the ship woke just a little later. Soon, the market would be open for business.

[[ wait for the ocd up! ]]
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Bioshockverse - Day 2 - Day Post

Aug. 7th, 2010 03:09 am
[identity profile] trickydemigod.livejournal.com
As the Fandomites made their way further into the city, they'd notice the leaks in the walls becoming more frequent and more of the city falling into extreme disrepair. Parts of this area were falling apart even before the civil war. Pauper's Drop is where the poor and desolate of Rapture made their home, and it's where they first felt the stirrings of civil unrest in the city. Splicers were also increasing, in both number and agitation. News of the Fandomite's arrival has spread.

[Wait for OCD up. Once again: There are violent/bloody imagery in the links]
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Bioshockverse - Day 2 - Day Post

Aug. 7th, 2010 03:09 am
[identity profile] trickydemigod.livejournal.com
As the Fandomites made their way further into the city, they'd notice the leaks in the walls becoming more frequent and more of the city falling into extreme disrepair. Parts of this area were falling apart even before the civil war. Pauper's Drop is where the poor and desolate of Rapture made their home, and it's where they first felt the stirrings of civil unrest in the city. Splicers were also increasing, in both number and agitation. News of the Fandomite's arrival has spread.

[Wait for OCD up. Once again: There are violent/bloody imagery in the links]
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FALLOUTVERSE - The Washington DC Ruins - DAY POST

Aug. 6th, 2010 09:19 am
[personal profile] bitchprince
Darkness kept its hold on those people lost for quite a while. It knew no time, it knew no place, ad if it wasn't for a tiny tremor, it would have been content to keep them. But it did tremor, and so little things started to seep out: things, but also people, cast out across the multiverse.

Above, an unforgiving sun beat a harsh pattern into the stripped ruins of the city that had once been Washington, DC. It cast its rays on the fragile new hope of the Purifier, and on all the people who spoke of miracles and ills begat on them by the Lone Wanderer. But it did not reach that part of the earth where the rip chose to dispose of its waste in pulses.

That was underground, in the remains of Anacostia Crossing Metro Station. It had been months since the last time the Lone Wanderer had paid it a visit, and now the raiders were moving back in, snarling and shouting and looking for prospective places to string 'warnings' up from the rafters.

[[ wait for the ocd up! for your leisure: brainstorming/universe info post, OOC ]]
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FALLOUTVERSE - The Washington DC Ruins - DAY POST

Aug. 6th, 2010 09:19 am
[personal profile] bitchprince
Darkness kept its hold on those people lost for quite a while. It knew no time, it knew no place, ad if it wasn't for a tiny tremor, it would have been content to keep them. But it did tremor, and so little things started to seep out: things, but also people, cast out across the multiverse.

Above, an unforgiving sun beat a harsh pattern into the stripped ruins of the city that had once been Washington, DC. It cast its rays on the fragile new hope of the Purifier, and on all the people who spoke of miracles and ills begat on them by the Lone Wanderer. But it did not reach that part of the earth where the rip chose to dispose of its waste in pulses.

That was underground, in the remains of Anacostia Crossing Metro Station. It had been months since the last time the Lone Wanderer had paid it a visit, and now the raiders were moving back in, snarling and shouting and looking for prospective places to string 'warnings' up from the rafters.

[[ wait for the ocd up! for your leisure: brainstorming/universe info post, OOC ]]
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Silent Hill - Day 1 - Day Post

Aug. 6th, 2010 07:12 am
[personal profile] fh_beasties
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.)]
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Silent Hill - Day 1 - Day Post

Aug. 6th, 2010 07:12 am
[personal profile] fh_beasties
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.)]
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Bioshockverse - Day 1 - Day Post

Aug. 6th, 2010 06:25 am
[identity profile] trickydemigod.livejournal.com
When the Fandomites woke up on Friday, they'd find themselves in a damp, dark and very obviously underwater city. Look out any window and you'd see the ocean floor. Barnacles and seaweed were growing on the sides of huge buildings and fish of all kinds were swimming outside the windows, seemingly unbothered by the flickering neon lights of signs that had long since fell into disrepair. The leaks springing from the walls were a constant reminder of how fragile the setting you were in really was.

The city itself was fairly quiet, aside from the constant dripping of water from the leaks. The silence made it hard to believe that the city was ever inhabited, but there was evidence of humans everywhere: posters on the walls advertising stores, lights had been left on (though a good amount of the bulbs had burnt out) and there were trash and personal belongings strewn about everywhere. It was almost as if people were trying to leave in a hurry, and didn't much care how much they destroyed in their attempt to escape.

Yes, the city was quiet for now, but it wouldn't last that way for long. Better enjoy it while you can.

[Wait for OCD up. And please be warned that there are violent/bloody imagery in the links and described in the writing. You're in a horror game, buds]
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Bioshockverse - Day 1 - Day Post

Aug. 6th, 2010 06:25 am
[identity profile] trickydemigod.livejournal.com
When the Fandomites woke up on Friday, they'd find themselves in a damp, dark and very obviously underwater city. Look out any window and you'd see the ocean floor. Barnacles and seaweed were growing on the sides of huge buildings and fish of all kinds were swimming outside the windows, seemingly unbothered by the flickering neon lights of signs that had long since fell into disrepair. The leaks springing from the walls were a constant reminder of how fragile the setting you were in really was.

The city itself was fairly quiet, aside from the constant dripping of water from the leaks. The silence made it hard to believe that the city was ever inhabited, but there was evidence of humans everywhere: posters on the walls advertising stores, lights had been left on (though a good amount of the bulbs had burnt out) and there were trash and personal belongings strewn about everywhere. It was almost as if people were trying to leave in a hurry, and didn't much care how much they destroyed in their attempt to escape.

Yes, the city was quiet for now, but it wouldn't last that way for long. Better enjoy it while you can.

[Wait for OCD up. And please be warned that there are violent/bloody imagery in the links and described in the writing. You're in a horror game, buds]
  • Current Mood: curious
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