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Team 3: Betrayal of Mistletoe [Jul. 14th, 2006|11:18 pm]
Would You Like a Rust Sandwich?

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[_monsters_]
This is the second post for Hellboy, Kate, Warren, and Leon. If you are on one of the other teams, please do not read this post until the game is over! The information contained herein could give some things away!


Old Silent Hill notes
Wandering monsters are again described at the end of this post. This post needs to be completed on or before July 19th.

You begin outside of Alchemilla Hospital in the east side of Old Silent Hill. East and West Old Silent Hill are connected by a bridge.
Old Silent Hill (East) map.
Old Silent Hill (West) map.



Old Silent Hill
Outside Alchemilla Hospital
It's nighttime, and Silent Hill is living up to its name. No sound can be heard from the town except for your own footsteps on grimy pavement.

On the sidewalk is a chalk drawing of an angry-looking sun chewing on a crying stick figure of a child. Atop the drawing is a cassette player. Inserting the tape into the player, you hear what sounds like a recording of a radio talk show:
"Well folks, yesterday, summer solstice, longest hottest and sunniest day of the year saw a lot of activity locally, didn't we Tony?"

"Definitely right about that, Pat, a crime spree that police are saying, they're saying these are unrelated crimes, now, and people just tend to go a little crazier in the summer heat. What do we have here, now, uh, ah here we go. Robert Fitzpatrick, age 43, died in Brookhaven Hospital yesterday, police say he was stabbed six times by a delirious roommate who mistook Fitzpatrick for his daughter-in-law. Ouch. In Lakeside Amusement Park, Carrie Stanz, age 13, became separated from her school group, and anonymous reports tell us she was accosted and sexually assaulted by a park employee. Just goes to show, folks, never trust a clown! (beeping noise, hosts laugh) Teenagers! A group of teenagers, reportedly intoxicated, pushed over and shattered tombstones in our very own Cemetary last night at around two in the morning, and one of them was subsequently arrested there for indecent public exposure. Way to go, kids. Pat, you take a couple, this is just depressing."

"All right! Hmmm, let's see, oh, here's a good one! Police this morning found the decaying body of one Eleanor Marie Cappaletti, age 27, on the shore of Toluca Island. Reports say that she died of strangulation and posthumously suffered multiple gunshot wounds to the face and chest, and her darling fiancee is currently the number one suspect after police learned of a phone call he made to a friend in which he accused her of sexual indiscretions. Unfortunately for her grieving family, surprise surprise, her darling fiancee's body was also found in his apartment this morning! An apparent suicide. I don't have any notes here on the method, but apparently, there are pictures already up on the internet, and it was gruesome, ladies and gentlemen. Jimmy Marine was transported to Alchemilla Hospital, where he died. See ya in Hell, Jimbo! What else, what else... John Doe, unidentified hobo, dead in Rosewater Park, blah blah blah, oh, here we go! 23-year old Darius Boca attempted to rob 16-year old Derek Jensen at knifepoint as Derek was waiting for his father to pick him up from choir practice at Balkan Church yesterday. When Jensen proved not to have any money, Boca assaulted him, stabbing him twice in the chest. Neighbors witnessed the attack, but declined to call the police until five minutes after Boca had already made his hasty retreat. Nice going there, everyone. I think that's enough for this morning, don't you?"

"Pretty much, Pat. Always glad to be a member of the human race on a day like this!"


The Streets of Silent Hill
The shops and houses look as though they haven't seen human activity in many years. Paint is cracked and peeling from the walls, and a layer of dust is settled over the doorknobs. Most of the buildings cannot be entered; windows are boarded up, and door locks are jammed. In some cases, the doors even seem to have melded oddly with their frames. The streets are impassable at some points as noted on the map, blocked off by impossibly tall chain link fence and razor wire.

Toy Shop
A few small mannequins hang on strings from the ceiling in such a way that they seem to be pointed at you as you enter. A whole row of cotton-stuffed dolls in blue dresses have had their heads torn off. A small knife sits amongst a cluster of sad-faced clown dolls.

The Bridge
The bridge is lowered, and easy to pass over. If you should look over the sides, though, you will see no water. Instead of a tributary, it seems to be suspended over endless darkness.

Pet Shop
Cages that once contained cats, birds, hamsters and mice are all empty with no evidence that they were ever used. Several large wire cages intended for dogs, though, are still occupied even now. Rotting Sniffer dogs lie dead in each and every one, riddled with bullets, and the floor is sticky with their blood.

Balkan Church Exterior
On the large double doors to the ordinary-looking Balkan Church are drawn two things. The first is an angry-looking sun, pointing and smiling maliciously at you. The second is a bit of verse:
"Transgressions committed
are forgiven within.
To unlock sweet redemption,
consult the landscape of sin.

Neither motive nor measure,
nor method nor victim,
but places left tainted
are your order and dictum."
Next to the door is a keypad, the standard 3x3 with numbers 1-9. A little sun is drawn on its side. Check your puzzle solutions with a GM to determine if the doors open.


Balkan Church
Entryway
The entryway of the church is dim and dark, empty space whistling in the air of a high, vaulted ceiling. There is a font of what was once holy water, perhaps, but it is dried up, only black stains streaking the stone bowl. A number of paintings line the walls, but they are so worn and stained their subjects are difficult to discern. One features a hulking red figure; no amount of weathering can obscure its bulk. Across the way the portrait is even more smeared; the only discernible object is a wavering halo of flame. There is another door, leading to the Hallway.

Hallway
The hallway looks quite plain, if lightless and unkempt like everywhere else in this town. There are two doors along each side, and large double-doors at the far end. On the four smaller doors are written, "Sisters," "Brothers," "Fathers," and "Daughters." On the double-doors are written "Mothers" and "Suns." The "Fathers" door is locked, the other four doors are unlocked.

"Sisters"
Apparently the bedroom of some member of the church clergy. The closet does not contain priestly smocks or habits or anything so familiar, but strange red and white robes. Hanging on the wall is an oil painting of a pregnant young woman with shoulder-length dark hair and a corona about her head. She's chained to a wall by her hands and feet and is on fire, some flesh reddened and blackened, but oddly, looks blissfully happy about it. A bronze plaque at the bottom reads, "Holy Mother." Someone has slashed the painting from one corner to another.

"Brothers"
This seems to be a priest's study, but all the pages in the books are torn out and missing, and the desk is smashed into a million pieces, as though dropped from a great height or as though someone spent several hours on it with an axe.

"Daughters"
This seems to be one half of a confessional, the half intended for a penitent rather than the clergyman. The grated window to the other half is shut tight, and hanging above it is not a cross, but a symbol that looks like an open eye. The symbol itself seems to be bleeding, a slow lazy drop that runs down the wall and lands with a patter on the handle to the sliding confessional window.

"Mothers and Suns"
Beyond the double-doors is the church sanctuary. It's cramped and claustrophobic; you seem to jostle against each other even when you are far apart. It’s an odd quirk of perception—from the outside it looked broad, even roomy. Many of the pews have been overturned, making picking a path difficult. The only light in the room is a dull, watery glow over the altar, on which rests a book. The book with a marked off page which reads:
"Bless my mouth that these words read
offer passage free from dread

Bless my eyes that they may see
the veils shall be as glass to me

Bless my ears that they may hear
the silence in the spaces clear

Bless my hands that they may reach
the walls of other planes to breach

Bless my feet that they may walk
between the worlds, safe paths unlock

Bless my mind, Lord keep me sane
protect this traveller from all pain

All these things shall come to me
if Thou seest fit, provide the key."
An explanation beneath the verse is written in Latin, proclaiming this to be an incantation which will open a path between spirit world and the real world, provided one has a sacred object with such a portaling power in one's possession to focus the incantation upon.

Picking the book up feels like pulling an object from tar, and when it is freed, the room seems to shift and swirl around you. There is no sound, no light, but somehow everything seems loud and disorienting. Eventually the chaos builds to a frenzy and the walls ceiling and floor themselves begin to change. Long, wooden arms, patterned with wiry sinew and pulsing veins reach out to swipe and strike at you and your team members. These arms can be cut away, but more will always be produced. This "monster" will be more difficult to battle than any of the others encountered thus far.
Every so often, a bubbling sound preceeds a shrieking face appearing on a wall, floor, or ceiling amidst the arms. This is only visible for a short time, and then it sinks back into the surface it came from. Silencing its shriek—which means destruction of the face—will calm down the maelstrom and end the battle.

When all is returned to relative ‘peace’ the altar itself will sink into the floor, revealing a doorway behind it, to a secret room. This room contains another altar, but it isn’t nearly as benign as the one previous. The surface of the altar itself is splattered in red and thick, black sludge. An overturned goblet drips what appears to be spilled blood. Just beyond the altar looms a hole, about four feet in diameter and ringed with symbols written in red. Its darkness is endless, and you cannot see the bottom.

We strongly recommend against passing through this hole without a way to exit the world. And hopefully by now, it is July 19th. Please inform the GMs when your characters use the hole, and congratulations, you have completed your two worlds!

Enter THE HOLE? [yes] [no]




Monsters
All monsters can be killed. If you want to go for extra atmosphere, monsters may get back up again after being knocked down unless you stomp them good. ;-)

Bottoms
Appearance: A large odd-looking fleshy creature, with semi-hardened skin in some places, and exposed wiry musculature in others. It has oversized hands for feet, and there's just a lump where its head should be. Its actual head, with a contorted human face, takes the place of a lower torso. It groans occasionally as it moves, and when it's struck.
Movement: It gets around using its oversized hands, and has no problem balancing on one to take a swipe with the other. It can "sprint" at the same speed that a person can.
Attacks: It attacks by striking the target with one of its oversized hands, and packs a surprising amount of strength in the blow. Note that, because it attacks with what is effectively a leg, it cannot attack while on the move.
Defenses: Its skin is somewhat hardened, deflecting some blunt melee blows. It takes a lot of damage to take it down.
Probable Location: On the streets.

Gumhead (Grey or Red)
Appearance: It stands about 5'5'' and looks and sounds apelike. Its flesh seems to be rotting, and some of them have a second face apparently trying to emerge from its neck. Some of them carry long blunt weapons, lead pipes or branches or golf clubs or the like. Often appear in groups of 2-4.
Movement: They walk on two legs like a human, awkward-looking but surprisingly nimble on their feet. You can outrun them, but they're pretty good at dodging hits.
Attacks: Attacks with its blunt weapon, or just trying to pummel you with its hands. They're quiet adept at stealing a melee weapon from your hands and turning it against you.
Defenses: Tough to get solid hits on in melee, and because of its jerky movements, it's hard to shoot consistently. It takes a fair beating to take one down.
Probable Location: Anywhere.

Hummer
Appearance: A bat-like creature with a long sharp beak. Its wingspan is about two handspans, and it sounds like a buzzing insect as it flies. Tends to hide in a shadowy spot, in a corner or under an awning, until you pass by. They usually come in groups of 3-6.
Movement: Flies, but isn't very agile in the air.
Attacks: Scrapes or gashes you with its hooked proboscis as it flies by. Not very damaging.
Defenses: One blow is enough to elicit a bird-like screech and take it out.
Probable Location: On the streets.

Sniffer Dog
Appearance: Patches of it have fur, but the rest looks as though it's had its skin carefully stripped away. Its long tongue drags along the ground, and it's often found feeding on the corpses of dead Sniffers. Tend to appear in packs of 2-3.
Movement: Just like normal dogs. Very difficult to outrun.
Attacks: Mostly biting, sometimes clawing as well.
Defenses: A couple of blows are enough to take it down.
Probable Location: On the streets, and in the Pet Shop.

Ghosts
Although appearance, speed, and power vary by Victim, all ghosts behave essentially alike.
Appearance: Ghosts make low strange moaning noises from time to time, but are otherwise silent.
Movement: Ghosts float, sometimes just above ground, sometimes well above it. They can pass through walls, but it's a difficult process. They must struggle to pull themselves through, leaving trails behind them of what looks like molasses (see linked image). For this reason, most ghosts will not bother to pursue you if you go to another location.
Attacks: -An "aura of damage" surrounds all ghosts. If you are within about ten feet of the ghost, it begins to affect you, growing stronger the closer to the ghost that you are. Your life begins to literally leave you. This manifests as a feeling of weakness, red and blurred vision, a buzzing or ringing in your ears, and a headache so powerful that it can effectively paralyze you at close range to the ghost. Any open wounds that you have may begin to bleed badly, and you feel cold. A healthy person exposed to this effect uninterrupted for about three minutes, dies. If you are wearing a Saint Medallion, however, the effect on you is completely negated.
-The voluntary attack that ghosts use is to reach into your chest cavity and constrict your heart, paralyzing you and causing more and more harm the longer the contact is maintained. Sometimes this attack causes blood to appear over the entry point, but it does not actually cause a wound. Ghosts are reluctant to touch you if you're wearing a Saint Medallion.
Defenses: Ghosts cannot die. Dealing a sufficient amount of melee damage will cause them to fall to the ground and be inactive for about 15 seconds. Usually, this takes the equivalent of several axe blows, or a full clip of regular ammunition. Shooting a ghost with a single silver bullet causes them to the ground and writhe, gasping and making a strange sucking noise, for about 30 seconds.

Victim 01
Appearance: A tall bald man, dripping and decaying, in tattered black clothes.
Attacks: His "aura" and physical attack are the weakest of the ghosts, and he's not very fast, either.
Probable Location: In Balkan Church.

Victim 12
Appearance: A teenage boy in a brown beanie hat, his head slowly wobbles from side-to-side in an unnatural way.
Attacks: His attacks deal moderate damage, but he's not very aggressive.
Probable Location: On the streets.

Victim 14
Appearance: A man in a brown sweater. Sometimes, as he reaches for you, you can hear the sound of bones wetly cracking.
Attacks: Quite aggressive, and his "aura" saps life more quickly than those of the previous ghosts.
Probable Location: In Balkan Church.

Victim 17
Appearance: A young man perpetually on fire, writhing in agony. If you're wearing a Saint Medallion, the fire that covers him dies down a bit. He holds a broken metal chalice in one hand.
Attacks: Victim 17 can use the jagged chalice as a gashing weapon in addition to the usual attacks. He's somewhat slow, and his heart-constricting attack causes moderate damage, but his aura is unusually powerful. Additionally, the flames can and will burn those who fight him at close range, even those who are usually impervious to fire.
Probable Location: In Balkan Church.

Victim 18
Appearance: A fat balding shirtless man with the numbers "18121" carved into his bulging stomach. His eyes are white and rolled back in his head, and he sometimes sings a garbled, eerie, warbling wordless song. He sometimes appears wielding a nightstick.
Attacks: Very slow, but his attacks are very powerful, and it takes a lot of damage to take him down.
Probable Location: In Balkan Church.
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[User Picture]From: governmentninja
2006-07-15 04:49 am (UTC)

Old Silent Hill - Outside Alchemilla Hospital

When they hit the streets, it's night time, and Silent Hill is living up to its name. No sound can be heard from the town, at all, except for their own footsteps on grimy pavement.

On the sidewalk is a chalk drawing of an angry-looking sun chewing on a crying stick figure of a child. Atop the drawing is a cassette player.

"Hn..." Leon fished the cassette tape they found out of his pocket, and put it in the player.

"Let's see what this is all about..." Inserting the tape into the player, they hear what sounds like a recording of a radio talk show:

"Well folks, yesterday, summer solstice, longest hottest and sunniest day of the year saw a lot of activity locally, didn't we Tony?"

"Definitely right about that, Pat, a crime spree that police are saying, they're saying these are unrelated crimes, now, and people just tend to go a little crazier in the summer heat. What do we have here, now, uh, ah here we go. Robert Fitzpatrick, age 43, died in Brookhaven Hospital yesterday, police say he was stabbed six times by a delirious roommate who mistook Fitzpatrick for his daughter-in-law. Ouch. In Lakeside Amusement Park, Carrie Stanz, age 13, became separated from her school group, and anonymous reports tell us she was accosted and sexually assaulted by a park employee. Just goes to show, folks, never trust a clown! (beeping noise, hosts laugh) Teenagers! A group of teenagers, reportedly intoxicated, pushed over and shattered tombstones in our very own Cemetary last night at around two in the morning, and one of them was subsequently arrested there for indecent public exposure. Way to go, kids. Pat, you take a couple, this is just depressing."

"All right! Hmmm, let's see, oh, here's a good one! Police this morning found the decaying body of one Eleanor Marie Cappaletti, age 27, on the shore of Toluca Island. Reports say that she died of strangulation and posthumously suffered multiple gunshot wounds to the face and chest, and her darling fiancee is currently the number one suspect after police learned of a phone call he made to a friend in which he accused her of sexual indiscretions. Unfortunately for her grieving family, surprise surprise, her darling fiancee's body was also found in his apartment this morning! An apparent suicide. I don't have any notes here on the method, but apparently, there are pictures already up on the internet, and it was gruesome, ladies and gentlemen. Jimmy Marine was transported to Alchemilla Hospital, where he died. See ya in Hell, Jimbo! What else, what else... John Doe, unidentified hobo, dead in Rosewater Park, blah blah blah, oh, here we go! 23-year old Darius Boca attempted to rob 16-year old Derek Jensen at knifepoint as Derek was waiting for his father to pick him up from choir practice at Balkan Church yesterday. When Jensen proved not to have any money, Boca assaulted him, stabbing him twice in the chest. Neighbors witnessed the attack, but declined to call the police until five minutes after Boca had already made his hasty retreat. Nice going there, everyone. I think that's enough for this morning, don't you?"

"Pretty much, Pat. Always glad to be a member of the human race on a day like this!"


Leon just shook his head a bit, then mentally reviewed everything he just heard. He figured the tape might be some kind of clue, but if it was, it was currently over his head. "Was anyone able o pick out anything useful from all of that?"
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[User Picture]From: venus_afflicted
2006-07-15 05:20 am (UTC)

Re: Old Silent Hill - Outside Alchemilla Hospital

Warren shifts nervously, looking up and down the streets as if waiting for them to be attacked at any moment. Oh wait, that isn't such an insane fear. At first he's only half listening to the tape, mostly as he's fearing it's going to be Liz on it and, if that was the case, he was likely going to flip out.

But then he slowly tuned in, making a face. "Yeah, something made everyone go psycho,' he muttered. "Two guesses who. Oh, and those broadcasters need to be smacked around a bit."
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-15 06:58 am (UTC)

Re: Old Silent Hill - Outside Alchemilla Hospital

"I got nothin, except agreeing with Warren that someone needs to slap the happy off those guys."

Hellboy tries to make a good mental note of the direct facts of the reports like names, ages and injuries. This is just the sort of crap this place will quiz you on later. Too bad he's not so hot with names.
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[User Picture]From: governmentninja
2006-07-16 05:37 am (UTC)

Old Silent Hill - The Pet Shop

Leon is right behind Warren as they enter the Pet shop. With most of the cages empty, Leon kept his gun out. If Silent Hill were anything like Raccoon City or Spain, the stray animals would be a pain in the ass.

The cages that were used, though, had... what looked like... dogs, maybe? It was hard to tell, it looked like patches of their skin had been sheared off. Not to mention they were riddled with bullets and the floor was covered in their blood.

He couldn't blame Warren for vomiting, but with Walter still around, now was not the time to stop for any reason.

"C'mon, kid!" He grabbed Warren by the back of his shirt, and as soon as there was the first break in the vomiting, he started pushing him towards a different section of the store.
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From: red_rooms_child
2006-07-16 05:44 am (UTC)

Re: Old Silent Hill - The Pet Shop

Walter smashed, rather than walked, through the entrance to the store. He immediately sprayed the room with gunfire with one hand and formed a hatchet in the other.

"This stupid place...stupid dogs..."

He sends a few rounds into the nearby animal corpses.
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-16 05:52 am (UTC)

Re: Old Silent Hill - The Pet Shop

HB drops down as Walter enters the shop raining down gunfire. He gets his last shot off, aiming for the man's firing arm. He then prays he has enough time to get another 6 bullets in from a speed loader before either Walter's gun or hatchet are turned on him.
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[User Picture]From: governmentninja
2006-07-18 01:30 am (UTC)
Leon went down a hallway which looked quite plain, if dark and unkempt like everywhere else in this town. There were two doors along each side, and large double-doors at the far end. On the four smaller doors are written, "Sisters," "Brothers," "Fathers," and "Daughters." On the double-doors are written "Mothers" and "Suns."

"We should split up here. The church isn't too big, so there shouldn't be too much of a problem. If anyone runs into trouble, yell."

Leon first tried door titled "Fathers", but it was is locked. He then tried the one labeled "Sisters" and went in there.

It was apparently the bedroom of some member of the church clergy. As he looked around, he noticed that the closet does not contain priestly smocks or habits or anything so familiar, but strange red and white robes. Hanging on the wall is an oil painting of a pregnant young woman with shoulder-length dark hair and a corona about her head. She's chained to a wall by her hands and feet and is on fire, some flesh reddened and blackened, but oddly, looks blissfully happy about it. A bronze plaque at the bottom reads, "Holy Mother." Someone has slashed the painting from one corner to another.

Leon started to get a little lightheaded and started to feel a little warm, like the temperature in the room had just shot up. That lightheadedness quickly became a rather painful headache, one so bad it made his vision blur. He stared at his arm again, thinking that to be the source of his troubles, but when he turned around, he saw what was really the problem.

He had to squint a little to see, but in the room with him now was a young man perpetually on fire, writhing in agony. His first thought was that it was Warren, except the kid was floating, and holding a broken metal chalice in one hand.

A ghost, maybe? Henry had warned them about these things. Just being near them was painful. How did he miss that at first?

Leon was in no condition to fight him, so he didn't, he just stumbled out of the room, closing the door behind him, and collapsed in the hallway.
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[User Picture]From: venus_afflicted
2006-07-18 02:14 am (UTC)

Daughters

Splitting up. Yeah, that always went so well, right? All he could think about was horror movies and bad dramas, where they split up and then got picked off one by one. It was at that moment that Warren made a promise to himself. IfWhen he got out of there, he was never watching another goddamn horror movie again. Fuck that noise.

But he does move on past Leon, picking a door. It's marked Daughters. For some reason, that seemed less frought with shit for him than one that would have him thinking about John.

He should have stuck with the John symbolism. That was the first thing that went through his head as he stepped through the door.

This seems to be one half of a confessional, the half intended for a penitent rather than the clergyman. The grated window to the other half is shut tight, and hanging above it is not a cross, but a symbol that looks like an open eye. The symbol itself seems to be bleeding, a slow lazy drop that runs down the wall and lands with a patter on the handle to the sliding confessional window.

Hi, welcome to more fucking with Warren's twisted little proclivities. He moves slowly, biting at his lower lip as he looked around the room. Pausing at the window, a flash of JP in his head, of their time in that deserted church, the fantasy that his love had brought true for him. He didn't even realize he was reaching up for the grating until something wet hit his hand.

Jerking back as if he'd been scalded, Warren scrubbed his hand at his leg as if by sheer force he could make it disappear. Or burn a tension hole through his jeans. Shaking, eyes wide and his nostrils flairing, Warren backed up in horror, staring at that dripping symbol with panic in his eyes.

"Forgive me, Father,' he whispered, choking on the words as tears made it hard to see. A million things flashed through his mind, fears of dying, of watching those he love waste away, of losing Jean-Paul.

And with the last he felt his knees go weak. He had lost him, and for all he knew, he was gone forever. Who knew what he might do when left alone, when he wasn't watching himself for the sake of another, for Warren's sake.

Stumbling backwards, tears coursing down his cheeks and not even sure why he was crying. For Jean-Paul? For what they'd lost? For all he'd done wrong, how he'd wronged his family, and that maybe he'd never have a chance to ask for that forgiveness? Sniffling, dashing at his eyes as he nearly fell backwards into the hall.

Blinking, confused and scared and still rubbing his hand at his jeans. "Dude? Uh...' Name, he had a name. "Leon?"

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[User Picture]From: governmentninja
2006-07-18 03:16 am (UTC)

Hallway

Leon had managed to get to his knees and recovered some of the energy he lost. He really couldn't remember being this off his game.

And Warren had to witness part of it.

Not that Leon was a prideful guy, but having someone see him when he's not at his best kind of stung. Maybe more than it should.

"Yeah, I'm fine kid... ran into a little unexpected trouble." He should've noticed that ghost the moment it appeared. He smashed his fist into the wall out of pure frustration, something he wouldn't normally do. But then again, he's been doing things he wouldn't normally do since the moment he arrived in Silent Hill. He stared at his arm, and his expression grew a lot darker as he stared at it, like something was very wrong with it, though he only had a bruise. "God damn this shit... not now... "
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-18 02:44 am (UTC)
"Guess I'll take the big one. Seems about right."

Hellboy would have taken the 'fathers' door if it hadn't been locked. Maybe he's a glutton for punishment.
He loads his gun to full, one chamber at a time, and steps through the giant doors.


Beyond the double-doors is the church sanctuary. It's cramped and claustrophobic. It’s an odd quirk of perception —from the outside it looked broad, even roomy. Many of the pews have been overturned, making picking a path difficult. The only light in the room is a dull, watery glow over the altar, on which rests a book.
offer passage free from dread

"Crap...not a big crowd on Sundays, huh?"

He kicks aside some of the pews and works his way up to the altar as best he can. HB looks the book over. He has to wonder about what qualifies for a sacred object in this place...he knows of one such item right off, and he just happens to keep it near by. May not work in this screwy town, though.

Hellboy plows a path back to the doors and holds them open for others.
"I got a book and a hole. Anybody wanna read or drop things?"
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[User Picture]From: governmentninja
2006-07-18 05:32 am (UTC)

Re: Hallway

((continued from here))

Warren's immediate reaction struck Leon as strange. Couldn't Warren see what was wrong? The light wasn't great in there, but he had to be able to see what was happening, to see those damn parasites, las plagas, streaking through his veins, practically bulging against his skin, and...

...wait.

Las plagas doesn't actually do that. The parasites just wedge themselves in someone's midsection, and latch on to their spine. The only time he had ever seen them do that, he was dreaming. Which means now, he was probably just hallucinating. Just Silent Hill fucking with the way he viewed the world, and himself. Which explained the lack of other obvious symptoms, like coughing up blood. Not to mention, no one noticed it but him, even if it did briefly happen once or twice in plain view of the others. It was another completely obvious thing that he had missed. He rally needed to get his head together.

It made him wonder, what does that hallucination mean? Taking a moment to recount details, this seemed to happen either during a fight, or sometime after. Why then?

He didn't know, which meant that right now? He didn't care. He had more important things to worry about, like helping save Liz's life. He'd worry about his own problems later.

He shook his head, then looked at his arm again, which appeared normal. He got to his feet, and flexed his arm a bit, stretching it.

"Grab Kate" is all he said to Warren. He then headed into the room 'Mothers and Suns' to take a look at things.
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From: nocurseddoilies
2006-07-18 06:16 am (UTC)

Re: Hallway

Kate has found her way into the room marked "Brothers". It seems to be a study of some sort - which would normally be right up Kate's alley, but all of the books have been destroyed, pages torn out and missing. Nearby, there's a desk - or something that probably used to be a desk, but has been just as decimated as the books.

She spends a few minutes going through the gutted books, looking for any information at all, until she hears her name and sticks her head out the door again to see what's going on.
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[User Picture]From: venus_afflicted
2006-07-18 07:37 pm (UTC)

Balkan Church - Mothers and suns - Battle

Picking the book up feels like pulling an object from tar, and when it is freed, the room seems to shift and swirl around them. There is no sound, no light, but somehow everything seems loud and disorienting. Eventually the chaos builds to a frenzy and the walls ceiling and floor themselves begin to change. Long, wooden arms, patterned with wiry sinew and pulsing veins reach out to swipe and strike at you and your team members. These arms can be cut away, but more will always be produced. This "monster" will be more difficult to battle than any of the others encountered thus far.

Every so often, a bubbling sound preceeds a shrieking face appearing on a wall, floor, or ceiling amidst the arms. This is only visible for a short time, and then it sinks back into the surface it came from.
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[User Picture]From: governmentninja
2006-07-18 08:58 pm (UTC)

Re: Balkan Church - Mothers and suns - Battle

Warren would have to be the one to move the book.

Leon pulled back near the others as the walls started to change, but now they all didn't have much room to maneuver. "Stay close!"

One of the arms reached out and grabbed him, but his knife was able to slash into it, then kicked a chunk off. That didn't do much good as another arm quickly replaced that one. And when that arm would get cut up, two more would pop up in it's place.

"God damn this shit... it never ends!"

He had noticed the shrieking face, but it would appear and disappear at random. No real pattern to it that he could figure out yet. But... "...why does this seem so familiar?" He didn't have much time to think on it, he was busy ducking another swipe at himself.
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-19 05:04 am (UTC)

Re: Balkan Church - Mothers and suns - Battle

"Oh crap..."
It's all Hellboy has time to get out as the room changes and the arms begin to swipe at them. Holstering his gun, the demon begins smashing at the hands and arms with his stone fist. Pieces snap, crumble, and break away, but it does no good. They seem to come back unaffected.

"What the heck do ya gotta do to this place?!"
He swings to pummel another hand, but is swatted across the small room to smash through pews and crash into a wall.
"Ok...that is no way to behave in a church."

Hellboy picks himself up and charges at one of the hands, crushing it with a few blows. Another springs quickly in its place.
"Oh come on!!"
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