In my restless dreams, I see that town...

[madreen_rua]

Maybe you've come here by accident. Maybe on purpose, or together, or alone. Either way, the fog is settling down thick, and all roads leading out have crumbled away, leading only to deep cliffs and chasms. You're stuck.

Welcome to Silent Hill.

Instructions
1. Post your character with their name/canon in the subject line.
2. Tag around!
3. You can each choose or roll for a reason you're here.
4. You can even roll for a situation.
5. No powers! Sorry--enjoy that.
6. Oh, and try not to die.

NOTE: This meme can potentially contain triggers, for violence and psychological torture in particular. Please take heed!

why have you come?
1. You're searching for someone. A relative, a friend, a dead lover. Someone has led you to this quiet little town.
2. An accident. You got lost in the fog, the roads fell off into chasms, you thought you saw someone in the road and crashed. Time to venture farther in for help.
3. Returning visitor. You've come here before, to the lovely little resort town, and had a beautiful time. But this second trip will be different.
4. An escape. You're running from something ... or someone. A crime you committed? Grief? Too bad you ran to the wrong place...
5. Wildcard, or make up your own!

what horrors do you encounter?
1. You just met. You've only been able to find each other, no one else in town. Stores are deserted, doors are locked, silence is everywhere. What happened here? What's going on?
2. A shuffling in the night, the fog, or in a tight dark hallway of an abandoned building. A strange creature is moving toward you. Maybe humanoid, maybe not. They can be powerful. They can be slow. They can vomit acid. Time to pick up whatever plank, knife, or gun available to you ... if you both want to live.
3. A dark secret from your past is returning to haunt you. It manifests in hallucinations, the town reaching deep inside your mind to paint the surroundings in grotesque symbolism. Yet, the other person can't seem to see what you see.
4. The walls are peeling away. Or maybe you got knocked out and just woke up to an entirely different kind of town. There are chains, rust, fans, orange light, splatters of blood. A horrific version of what used to be around you. Welcome to the Otherworld.
5. That other person with you--you see them as someone they're not. Someone from your past that you loved or feel bone-wracking guilt over. And no matter what they say, that they're not, they're someone else, you just can't help but see...
6. The town has driven you insane. The monsters, the guilt you may carry. It's all coming back to you. You need to lash out. At anything. At anyone.
7. Wildcard, or make up your own!

Meme from dendrophobia here

Comments

Stefan Salvatore | The Vampire Diaries | OTA

[angelus]

[Seriously, anything goes here. Feel free to shoot me a PM if you want to work out the premise beforehand.]

2, 4

[blacksheepwolf]

[The first thing Mason notices when he wakes up is that something's not right. He hasn't even opened his eyes, but he smells it, feels it all around him. The air itself isn't quite right, as if there's something just... Wrong with the whole world.

When he opens his eyes, he feels every single feeling validated. A dark unfamiliar room, rotting appart everywhere is the first thing he sees. He doesn't know it, doesn't recognize anything from it, and he certainly doesn't remember how the hell he got there in the first place.

Needless to say, he doesn't like it. At all. Least of all when he catches a familiar scene- that of a vampire. Dark as the room is, it is a pretty finite surface, it doesn't take him long to find its other occupant, which he does recognize, and is not at all happy see.] You!

10k | Z Nation | OTA

[slingshotting]

[deal]

[He isn't supposed to be here. Wherever here actually is, Cassandra isn't sure. Most of her memories from anything that happened right after her group had left her behind to die at the facility is a fuzzy blur, though she thinks she remembers Murphy kissing her cheek. Or maybe he bit her, she thinks, if the scar that's present on her cheek is anything to go by.

None of that matters right now though, not when there's talk of someone new stumbling their way into town. Always curious to know what's going on so she doesn't have to wait for information from others, Cassandra makes her way out into the fog to see who it is herself. She feels a weird combination of excitement and dread at seeing 10k's familiar face.

It's not safe here though, not even when compared to the home they both know so well. Zombies are easy compared to the monsters that lurk here. She's armed though, survival instinct as strong as always, and she holds her nail bat modeled after Addy's strong in her hand as she takes off toward him at a quiet run. She doesn't get there in time though, and her eyes widen as she sees something crawling on all fours rushing at him with deadly accuracy and speed.]

Tommy! Behind you, watch out!

[She calls out his name, the one that only she in their group knows, so that he can recognize her voice and realize it's her. There's no time for reunions yet, not when she's running forward to attempt to bash in the head of the monster before it gets to him.]

Allison Argent | TW | OTA

[silverbow]

(interested in playing her as either a real person, or a figment/ghost.

Can start.)

Elijah Mikaelson | The Vampire Diaries/Originals | OTA

[internalizing]

Damon Salvatore | The Vampire Diaries | OTA

[detrimental]

[PM to plot if you want to.]

[ex_ric243]

Having arrived only a few hours earlier, Alaric was still familiarizing himself with the so-called "resort town" of Silent Hill. This was a lot easier said than done given the extremely crappy weather conditions that were currently obscuring his vision. He had to admit, the name Silent Hill was certainly fitting considering how eerily quiet everything was around here. Thus far however, he had been unable to find anything of particular interest—unless, of course, you counted the dense fog that blanketed what would have otherwise appeared to be a very abandoned town. Well, that wasn't entirely true. There were shadowed figures that would show up in the distance every so often, but they'd up and vanish before he could get close enough to make them out beyond a darkened blur amidst the haze of white that enveloped everything around him. The fog itself was definitely a lot thicker than what Alaric would have considered to be normal, and given that he received no response when he'd tried calling out to a few of said figures already, he assumed it was some sort of side effect of the poor weather rather than anyone actually lurking about and ignoring his attempts to get their attention.

Still, he wasn't about to write them off altogether. You don't live in a town full of vampires, werewolves, witches, and hybrids and simply decide to trust that everything was safe when something felt off. Just because there didn't appear to be any sort of immediate threat didn't mean Alaric was going to let his guard down entirely. Someone had led him here, and until he could figure out who or why he wasn't about to trust anything about this place. Besides, whether you were abducted and brought here against your will or not, this "picturesque resort town" as it was referred to in the countless brochures he'd seen scattered about would be enough to give anyone the creeps.

Luckily, he'd managed to avoid anything out of the ordinary, as well as any sign of life that wasn't some random silhouette in the fog. That is, until he spotted the telltale smear of dark red splattered across the pavement that led behind a row of buildings up ahead. Alaric stopped walking and strained to look further through the blanket of mist. Eventually he was able to make out what appeared to be a massacred body lying motionless near the back of one of the homes not too far from where he'd been standing. He turned to glance down the street behind him before he looked back in the direction of the blood stains. There was still no one around from what he could tell. Even those random figures in the fog were nowhere to be seen. A few moments later he was moving again, his pace quicker than before as he headed over to investigate the scene up close.

As he approached, Alaric came to a halt beside a nameless man's corpse. He eyed the stretch of alley that was laid out in front of him, then glanced behind himself again just to be sure that no one else was lurking about. Finally, he returned his attention back toward the lifeless body at his feet. Now that he was close enough to make out more than the bloodied mess he had spotted from the street, it became clear that whatever it was that killed this guy had also gone out of its way to rip him up beyond recognition. It wasn't like the vampire attacks that Alaric was familiar with, so vervain probably wouldn't get him too far if whatever was responsible decided to come back for seconds. From what he could tell, it didn't look like this poor bastard even had an opportunity to fight back against whatever had ripped him open and left him lying there. As if by habit, Alaric unconsciously thumbed at the ring that he wore as though to make sure it was still there, before gripping firmly at the wooden stake hidden in his sleeve. The thing that killed this guy might not have been a vampire, but a splinter like this one was guaranteed to hurt whatever was responsible.

A cold chill ran up his spine as Alaric focused on the obscured alleyway in front of him. He stepped around the bloodied mess that currently decorated the immediate area and proceeded onward. Whatever had murdered that man could have been long gone by now, but if it wasn't then it was doubtful that whatever it was would be prepared for someone who wasn't quite as unsuspecting as its last victim.

BARRY ALLEN | THE FLASH: SEASON 1 | OTA

[gottagoflashfast]

bucky barnes | mcu

[patriate]

Bucky Barnes | MCU | OTA

[formerweapon]

Peter Quill ★ Marvel Comics ★ OTA

[starbuckslord]

Charlotte/"Charlie" | FNAF: The Silver Eyes | OTA

[springlocking]

[From one survival horror into another? Sure, why not?]

heather mason (silent hill)

[spectrophobia]

( who better to be stuck in silent hill with than a seasoned protag? castmates and cross-canon are both A+! )

[springlocking]

[seasoned protag and crosscanon visitor both getting lost and winding up in god damn silent hill (again)?]

Hamelin | OZMAFIA!! | OTA

[pfeifemelodie]

steve rogers (pre-serum) | mcu | ota

[anyless]

Jack Wynand | Bioshock | ota

[orplasmic]

wildcard idefk lmk if this is ok

[stepsonhands]

[ The hotel has water damage. That's an underestimate--the hotel has tons of water damage, despite the crisp dryness of the air. And yet, somehow, the fog seems to penetrate every hotel room, every corridor, every nook and cranny.

Occasionally, Jack will hear laughter. It seems to move from room to room, floating in the air and dancing among dust motes. It's a little girls', no older than 8, and the occasional room has a picture of a girl and an older woman with a bright yellow sun.

The sun is sad, of course, because the girl who drew it is sad because she's stuck in here. She's leading Jack somewhere, though, in this amalgamation of flooded imagery and rusted gates.

She stands in the hallway and waits for Jack to round the corner before laughing. It's hard to tell if it's at him or the imaginary game she's playing, but in an instant she's running ahead and slipping through a gap in a barred section of the hallway, turning around with a smirk. ]

You're gonna drown.

iorveth | witcher | ota

[ploughed]

[Medieval fantasy version of Silent Hill, anyone?]

[vattghern]

[ooc: waves/ fancy a Geralt?]

Ellen | The Witch's House

[witchdoll]

mikan tsumiki | dangan ronpa

[debase]

khada jhin | league of legends

[jhin]

Jackson Whittemore | Teen Wolf | OTA

[ex_prick866]

[Seriously, anything goes here. Feel free to shoot me a PM if you want to work out the premise beforehand.]

*Pokes*

[moonbitten]

((Maybe we should plan something first?))

Frisk | Undertale | OTA

[dustless]

Lightning Farron | FFXIII | Open

[farroning]

okuyasu nijimura • diamond is unbreakable

[feeldeeply]

gyro zeppeli • steel ball run

[steelball]

Daimon Hellstrom | Marvel

[hellstorm]

[Kinda an old pro at this by now...]

[forakingdom]

The fog seemed to go on forever.

Griffith had no sense of how long he had been walking. He felt tired, but there was a sense of endlessness to his steps. Had he been walking for hours? Days? Behind him, fog. Ahead, fog.

The first tree he saw made him pause, if only because it was an interruption in the endless fog. There were leaves beneath his feet. Autumn leaves, and this was a forest. Late autumn, on the edge of winter. The air tasted like snow.

As he kept walking, the trees thickened, and then parted to reveal the shores of a lake.

His armor was gone, that shining armor of the White Hawk, leaving him in a plain white shirt and brown trousers. His clothing was archaic in style, and simple, though of good quality. An exquisite sword in a sheath hung at his hip, swaying slightly as he walked.

hinami fueguchi ( tg:re )

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