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StressSnake12 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2011 4:55 pm
 It's been a long time since James returned to Silent Hill. He drove his way there but he end up parking his car somewhere else. He step out his car and began to walk around the place. The first place he went was the cafe. Nothing was found there. Instead, a dog charged towards James and James was able to shoot it while it jumped into air. It died instantly. The aging man wipe his forehead from sweat.
"It's been awhile..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 2:31 pm
(Ichigo and Fox stop posting back to back! This is a turn system. It goes like this now: Me, Ultimatemk, James, then Ichigo, and so on. Sometimes I can get Genji and Madhatter to post, we are going to expand this as it continues so bare with me. It becomes the next person's turn if that person doesn't post for awhile. Remember, starting from your first post, it takes ten minimum posts to find anyone, you might have close calls naturally because we are all in Silent Hill, but it depends. 3nodding )
Ian continued walking through the strange world of grating, with nothing under it, the smell of sulfur and rotting flesh wreaked in the foul dry air around them, the air was definitely unhealthy, it took shear strength just to keep from vomiting in this hellhole, he didn't know what he was seeing. Ian continued walking when in the darkness, the creatures awaited their prey, he was the big lucky meal ticket. The demons grinned as well as they could with the maggots and worms eating at their rotten carcasses, blood poured around Ian, who became increasingly more fearful, the area became darker and darker, he began sprinting, and then running as quickly as he could, the loneliness, and demonic atmosphere only made him more and more fearful, then suddenly as his foot moved passed them, they dogs leaped out, the boy began running as fast as he could, he now knew things were chasing him, but how was he to fight an enemy that he could neither see or react fast enough before being torn apart? He continued to run, and it was wearing him down. The classic example of hunter and prey was clearly evident, only this time Ian was the prey. The Wormhead Demons never ceased to chase him, they were hungry for their dinner like dogs who hadn't eaten in years, they howled as he continued, and barked with oddly working voice boxes as he continued to flee, the sign to Bachman Rd. Was lying on the ground with a rusted appearance, Ian continued running and then turned towards the distorted Finney St. and tried to disappear behind the alley, the demons smelled his blood, fear, and sweat, and proceeded to bite at his legs, he tried to fire at them with his Magnum but they were too fast for him and ripped him apart. Ian lied there motionlessly for several minutes, blood poured from him, then he began to awake, when he did, he was unharmed, he checked his pockets and his guns were inside, he looked around to see the notebook on the ground right next to him.
"Was it just a dream? It seemed so real."
Ian had a headache while trying to reason with what was going on, it seemed so real, it wasn't unlike a nightmare, it was so much like a nightmare becoming reality. Ian's heart was beating faster then it ever had before as he stood to his feet, he tried to calm himself, but it wasn't so easy, he nearly cried due to the hell he had experienced thus far, but refused, he held in his pain, large puffs of white air blew from his mouth quickly, his hood had fallen off of him because of the way he was laying, he put his hood back on to avoid the pain from the snow pressing against his forehead, and this time, he tightened the strings up slightly so that it wouldn't come off like before, Ian then walked through the gate, and then back outwards through the foggy alleyway and then up the steps. a few old pipes were hanging from the abandoned buildings around him.
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StressSnake12 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:43 pm
James continued to walk. He walked slow, knowing that something might attack him. He looked for clues. He soon saw a old piece of paper that said Levin and dog house. Where was that again? James was ready to look at the map but he heard a scream. A woman came running while two dogs were chasing her. James knew it might be a bad idea but he did it anyway. He chased after the dogs, trying to save the girl.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:25 pm
(Time to make my post. 8D)
Ian walked out again towards the road, at this point, he was beginning to really worry, nobody was nearby, or if they were, it wasn't very noticeable within the isolated hell. The snow that beat on the hood on his head like machine gun fire from above, it pelleted him and was slowly wearing him down, he had been running around aimlessly for at least half an hour, maybe more, and the ice and snow touching the gash on his forehead hurt like hell. Ian stood against a wall, his heart was racing pretty fast, he was struggling to catch his breathe in the harsh environment surrounding him, the poor boy was almost petrified from everything he's seen in this town so far. He closed his eyes for a minute while standing against the brick wall of the Queen Burger not too far from the cafe, as he exhaled, a large puff of white air came out of his mouth.
"Why is this place like this . . . I hope that I find out soon, for my family's sake . . ."
Ian's head continued to pound more and more as he tried to reason with what was going on in this town, but he couldn't come to any, he couldn't even clearly recall how they crashed, all he remembered was seeing some person with . . . "Red____Glowing eyes . . . ?" Ian decided that he needed to rest for a few minutes, he was getting exhausted, and there was no way in hell that he needed to be out there until his fatigue killed him. Ian moved away from the brick wall in the alley, he left that area, and around the corner again towards Bachman Rd. As he continued walking, he stopped inside the cafe, then sat down, he only intended to stay in there for a few minutes, he had no idea where to go now.
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StressSnake12 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 10:19 pm
(New Person for James?!) James chased after the dogs. Shooting them really quickly. It made the dogs even slower. James shot it a second time to kill the dogs. The woman ran back to James. Her breath was rough. She smiled to see another person at last.
"Thanks for saving me."
James looked at the woman. She was a police woman. She came prepared to come here.
"Who are you?"
The woman quickly answered,
"I'm Valerie. Valerie Smith. What about you?"
It would be rude to not answer.
"I'm James Sunderland."
Valerie reloaded her gun.
"Sorry if I slowed you down."
She sure was slowing James down. He just needed to ask,
"It's okay...but have you seen a girl with blond hair? You see, I been taking care of her and someone brought her here."
Valerie shook her head.
"I'm sorry but no. I only seen you here. I only came here because there is a killer out there and I am here to take my revenge for some little girl."
She was looking for someone to? The person she needed to find was a killer. Maybe it can help James find Laura?
"Oh...I'm sorry. I seen no one yet and I could tell you are inexperience here. You see...I been to this place before."
Valerie looked amazed.
"Really?! Well we should work together then."
They had no other choice anyway...
Valerie grabbed James hand but everything started to transform. A noise was heard. Both grew afraid. Valerie screamed,
"What's happening?!"
James looked everywhere, why was this happening now?! He looked at Valerie. It was her fault...
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 4:55 pm
Ian had sat down in the cafe for several minutes, he was growing tired, if he didn't resist, he would pass out on the spot, with all the stress working against him, he was having a hard time. Ian knew that if he didn't leave, that something might happen to him, in this town, it was already clear enough to him that he wasn't safe where he was. The boy forced himself to stand up and leave the cafe, he was literally walking around in circles and growing rather tired of it, he walked around the corner through the alley behind the Cafe and looked around him, he looked ahead in the distance to see a cloaked figure watching him, as another layer of the fog blew passed the figure, it was gone. Ian turned around and ran in the opposite direction, his head was now being clouded with tons of thoughts, was the stalker a murderer that ran around killing people? Were monsters taking over this town? Even more disturbing were other thoughts he had, such as various ways he could be killed, he wasn't paying attention to what was in front of him, he just kept running while his forehead continued to bleed, crimson-red blood dripped down his face, he had smacked into a wall. The boy wasn't hit too hard, he felt his forehead, and nearly yelped because of the pain, it became somewhat deeper then before, Ian shook himself off, then continued to run away, on the side of a garage door in blood red was written:"The world is teaming with unnecessary people,
it's God's decision that I fight, as a knight of honor, as a protector of the seal.
I sacrifice myself to the blood of criminals." "What the f- What kind of person would embrace such a philosophy? Do they think that they are important? And what is this 'protector of the seal' about? This . . . It's making my head hurt, and I would rather not know . . . Still . . . I can't help but wonder."
Ian got up and looked back, there was no sign of the stalker who was watching him before, he was becoming more edgy by the minute; as every second passed, it was becoming more clear how abnormal the circumstances were, and as every second drained on the clock, he became more worried about what had happened to his family. Ian didn't want to think about bad things happening to his family, but was it possible? Absolutely, the thought burned as he tried to avoid thinking about it, he then thought of other things, was he going to die? Was he going to be hunted down by some deranged lunatic that believed in some weird 'God?' Was that what was going on? After all, he had never heard of such a thing as what he had read only a minute or two ago, it seemed very different, and disturbing. Ian finally continued moving back around the corner but this time going up Bachman Rd. instead of down it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 12:00 pm
CURRENT GOAL! Starting from your first post, use ten posts to navigate to Levin St. From Levin, cross through the house with the Doghouse in front of it to get onto Levin St. If you haven't made EXACTLY ten posts in this thread, don't go towards Levin St. yet, flounder about a little and explore, make it reasonable on how you enter Levin St.
As the glass shattered, Ian turned to see the fox looking back at him, the thing was abominable to him, something told him to run, he followed that instinct and started sprinting down Bachman Rd. stopping only when he noticed that the street was out ahead, he then turned again and ran along the left side of the street on the sidewalk. Ian had turned around and made a left turn, he now was on Levin St. Ian looked around from side-to-side, and back around to make sure that that 'thing' wasn't following him. Ian didn't really know what he was going to do, he had no idea of where he should start looking for his parents, he was worried, but not as much of the things he had seen so far as he was about his family going missing. After seeing that creature a few minutes ago, Ian had worked up the nerve to finally pull out his guns, he had confirmed to himself that this town wasn't safe, he held his Desert Eagle in his right hand, and his Magnum in his left. As he continued moving, he made his way towards the end of the street, he noticed a Dog House on one side, he didn't think anything of it and continued to the other side of the street.
"Just what the hell is up with this town!? And why the hell am I here?"
Ian looked back again, he still didn't see anything, he sighed because it was a relief to him that he lost the creature, maybe anyways, the teen kept his guard up and continued back around again, it was wearing him down, he had at least been walking around for a few hours, and he had seen at least half of the area, he hoped desperately that there was actual life in this town, not demons, or weird stalkers.
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