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Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: and
it spits out a duck.
I feed it a quarter.
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 11:51:13.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: AHA
*POOF*
Your horse goes veddy veddy fast. But he can only go straight. And he can't jump.
Which is why you are now in the tar pit. Sinking. Slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-wly
I wish my life had an EDIT feature
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 11:48:04.
Edited on 2008-05-20 at 11:48:51 by Glory of Gallifrey
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Cindi
I should have the results from your search of the U-shaped counter in a little while.
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 10:40:03.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: The Mad Genius
There is only the suffocating darkness. It is too dark to see anything. Suddenly, the light on the desk explodes, sending a spray of glass over the desk.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 22:41:39.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Kaelyn
So, how do you plan on freeing the suitcase?
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 22:38:19.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: With the crows
Evani was moved, and tears blurred her vision. Her own unpleasant feeling faded and subsided in the aftermath of Reckless' speech. From her place in the nest, she paused and considered that perhaps her emotions did not signify the end or beginnings of worlds.
She climbed from her solitude and remained away, removed, but no longer unapproachable.
Perhaps, she considered, staring out at the brilliant sea, perhaps, perhaps... the fear of the unknown, the uncertainty of what was to come now that the one they had leaned on was no longer there to lean upon, these wore away at a soul until the hope and optimism was but a stain on a darker tapestry of hurt feelings and terse words.
Evani did not know what was to come, nor how to repair whatever fracture with Septimus, but she knew that she was not the only one whose past was painted in suffering. Reckless and Septimus suffered as well, and for them, for now, she would be the optimistic one, the bright eyed believer in hope and sunrises.
Even if it killed her.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 22:18:19.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: Nerves of steel
Stardate: 2374.09.02
USS Charon – Captain’s Ready Room – 0956 hours
Mas'Riat buzzed for permission to enter and, when granted, slipped in quietly as Talon gave his report, her hand clutching her PADD. During the course of her excersizes in the holosuite, she had developed what she believed to be the quicket, most direct route though Dominion space. Taking a seat, she sat straigh, her hands in her lap, unseen, hiding the slight tremor of her nerves.
And yet her will was steeled, and she prepared in her mind a litany of objections that might be raised, crafting responses that would point out the benefits of her path, while deflecting attention from how she came across some of the information used.
She met the eyes of each member seated, a small polite smile on her lips.
This was going to be interesting...
When called upon, Mas'Riat would begin by calling upon a 3D display of her projected flight path, noting potentially dangerous atmospheric conditions as well as probable interaction with enemy forces.
"Given the information availible, I supplemented our flight path with my direct knoweledge of some of the area involved and have come up with the most direct route with limited probable interference from Dominion forces."
Having never done this before, she did not know what else to say. THis was all she was good at, when it came down to it. Running. It was what she did best.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 21:55:09.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 22:07:18 by Glory of Gallifrey
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Topic: RDINN Feature Updates/ Suggestions/ Bugs
Subject: AND (because I am needy)
I want a pony. Named Innmate. And it must look like a dragon. A red one.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 16:32:16.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Game on
Noboy knows about Cindi yet. In fact, nobody knows that there are any others around.
You said you would explaore the counter area. Do you still want to do that?
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 10:39:15.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: HA
I know. Good luck with that.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:47:45.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: The Mad Genius Speaks to Chris
Chris grabs the suitcase by its exposed corner, however it does not move. It seems to be stuck. THe shambling creeper makes a thud as it knocks into a wall.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:45:42.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 03:46:43 by Glory of Gallifrey
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Kaelyn
You have enough time to escape. Which is too bad, considering there might have been something useful in that suitcase. On the desk drawers. Or the closet. Or under the bloody bed. Or in the drawers.
And you have weapons!
Ugh...
THat's alright... you'll learn...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:38:32.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Cindi
I forgot Cindi in my last update. I have corrected that.
Note to players:
The objects you find may not be intended for you. Keep this in mind as you collect things.
Good luck. The OTHERWORLD will last a few rounds, unless one of you figues out how to fix it.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:32:44.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: Oh NO! The Mad Genius Forgot Cindi..
Cindi Lawran raises her head, and her angular face twitches, foxlike. Above the mechanical din, she hears a shuffle, a sound that stops and starts and stops and starts, and she turns slowy searching for the sound. It comes form the small room with the cages.
As she moves around the U shaped counter, the sound becomes clearer. Armless, body wrapped in cellophane beneath a paperthin membrane pulsing with blue, green and black veins, a creature stumbles ahead on stumps of knees, the rest of the legs twitching uselessly onthe floor behind it.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:28:18.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Updates of a different nature
Ok, so to get everyone up to speed...
Spiders flew in Saturday afternoon, hence my limited posting. After many drinks and a fabulous party celebrating her arrival, she's had such a good time that she's decided to stay!
YAY!
The next two days are going to be a bit of a wash with all the arrangements we're making for her things and all, so we may not be on much. She did manage to bring her laptop but the sillt git managed to leave her adapter halway across the bloody planet. Well done, Spiders!
So until her things arrive, we're sharing computers. I'm pretty certain this has no affect on anyone but I'm just tickled about it and had to share as I have few real friends that care very much, and you're all so very dear to me.
Love from Glory
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:16:18.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Post
Post is up.
Good luck!
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 02:56:51.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: The Mad Genius Presents: OTHERWORLD
As th last notes fade, the world fals away.
The dense fog pulls back, recedes into a gathering darkness that is complete and total. This is a darkness deeper than night, more complete than evening, and the absence of light. it is a lackness that sucks in all light and leaves abominations in its place. And the fog seeps in again, thpugh thin and tnuous, and it breaks away like smoke when brused aside.
At once, the bodies laying about where they have fallen rise, yet they are changed, malformed. They twitch and shamble, moving sightlessly in hestiant, jerking motions. The bodies of the dead seem to be covered in a thin flesh that envelopes the creatures from head to waist, rendering their arms useless.
As he stands in Room 3, Chris suddenly feels his iPod vibrate, like a cell phone. He fumbles for it and is amazed that it has begun playing. The video is static snow, and there is somehow sound, a high static. Chris spins around, his hand on the door, and stares in open-mouther dorror as one of these beings advances down the hallway from the farthest end. It moves slowly in that hatling quivering twitching gait, and it is not alone. Rather, the creature coming towards him is attatched to a second torso that drags behind it like a thick tail.
Hank turns, feeling the flesh on her back crawl, as a low, deep growl rips through the darkness. Frozen by fear, the switchblade in her hand trembles with her grip. She stares, wide-eyed, at a fleshy dog-like creature, head encased in thin flesh, mouthless, struggles towards her.
Delilah backs away from the cars, a scream dying on her lips. The cellophane people rise and stumble, trip, correct themselves. THere are three of them advancing upon her.
Josh remains unconcerned. There are no creepers around him, and he is safe. For the moment.
The sounds of machines, of gears turning and engines churning from somewhere, everywhere, invades the stillness. It is a thumping, grinding, rusted industrial sound, and one can not escape the noise.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 02:50:29.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Argh!
PLease delete. I am working on the rest of the post.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 02:41:10.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: NOTE TO ALL
Do NOT post anything just yet please
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 01:40:06.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: The Mad Genius Speaks to ALL
On the second Floor of Jack's Inn, Chris has entered the room at the top of the stairs, the first on the left. Room 3. As he stands in the doorway, surveying his surroundings, the sound of an out of tune flute pierces the early morning eerieness.
In the Flower shop, Josh Rood opens the Employee door into a halway when he too hears the flute.
Delilah Drake peers into the ruined husk of a truck in the parkinglot of Rosewater Park when the quiet of her surroundings is shattered by the flute.
As Hank Preston wanders down the abandoned street, the flute startles her, causing her to flinch.
And as Cindi Lawran reads the floor, the world as they know it dissolves...
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 01:37:16.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 01:42:29 by Glory of Gallifrey
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Say your prayers, everyone!
Muahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahaaaa...
 
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 01:10:58.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: ANSWER
Fixed post.
No lyrics. No poems. No books or movies. You remember nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 23:12:21.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: Cindi Lawran
Silent Hill Pet Center
Neely St.
Thursday April 17, 5:23am
Silent Hill Pet Center once was a jewel in the downtown shopping district. Children would beg and plead their parents to visit, and press their faces and hands against the two bay windows at the front of the shop. Facing, the left window would display the playful furry kittens, frollicking with balls of yarn and felt mice. The right would have puppies, tails wagging, nipping each other in sport. Now the pale blue paint peels from the dilapidated front, windows gone but for jagged remnants. To the left, rows of product have been overturned, the steel shelving units are rusted and dented, and lean like fallen domines against each other. The back wall is lined nearly floor to ceiling, end to end, with fish taks. Many of them are broken, and the floor is stained and littered with decaying fish. Of the tanks that remain intact, the water has turned thick, a viscous green, and dark shapes float along the top.
At the right of the store, there is a door leading to long room with cages. The remains of animals inhabit the cages. There is also a floor to ceiling small animal area, each subset containing wheels, tubes, and the rmains of rabbits, gerbils, hampsters, and other small creatures. There is also a human hand in one, and a head in another. There is a U shaped counter in the center of the pet store, with a register, computer monitor, and several jars for charities. There is a small plastic box displaying dog treats, and in front of the counter on all sides are racks with informational magazines and books on proper pet care.
On the floor in black spraypaint, someone has written SHE MADE ME DO IT
In the puppy window, there is a body lying face down on an old blanket. From the shape, it is female. Her hair is short, angled, and bright, unnatural red, like a crayon, but it matches the red cotton shirt and skirt, and sensibly heeled pumps. A dark blue, nearly black hoodie is bunched up high on her back. Her black tights are dusty, and in her right hand is the strap of a backpack.
Cindi Lawran, 32, opens her eyes, groggy and unsettled. The deep unnatural fog has invaded the pet center and she has little visibility. Pushing herself up, she folds back, resting on her knees, and dusts herself off. Though she tried to remember where she is, all she can remember is that her name is Cindi and is 32. She tries to push further into the undercurrent of emotion, searching for more, but there is nothing. There is nothing in the frustrated darkness.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 22:37:04.
Edited on 2008-05-18 at 23:10:38 by Glory of Gallifrey
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: The Mad Genius Speaks To Chris
Removing the tape from the door reveals a rusted number 3.
The door moves slowly, requiring greater force to open, as if something is in the way. Chris huffs in frustration and pushes his shoulder into the wood. The object in question is a torso, limbless and neckless. Its putriftied flesh slips in places, and one can see ribs in the wet sunken chest cavity.
The pale blue walls are splattered and streaked with the dried remains of gore and suffering. Along the wall of the door, there is a pine writing desk. Someone has carved the words CAN YOU HEAR THEM? on the surface. Surprisingly, there desk lamp is on. There are two drawers. Beside the desk is a small wastebasket with a clear plastic liner. The basket is empty. In the corner of the room, the floor lamp has been bent in the middle, and tilts at a useless angle. Along the left wall is a mirror, glass shattered. The jagged remnants reflect the dim light of the flickering bulb. Beneath the mirror is a low dresser with three drawers.
At the far end of the room is a four poster king size bed with a grimy while coverlet and bedskirt. The center of the bed is blackened with a reddish outer ring. The corner of a brown cuitcase peeks out from under the left side of the bed. To the right of the bed is a closet door, open slightly.
In the distance, the shuffling drag approaches, echoing thickly in hall, but there is still no sign of it's source.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 21:31:54.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Updates
Posting updates soon.
Hungover.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 21:07:16.
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