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The shadows of the huge, old buildings loomed over the girl as she walked past, the thick wind whistling through the chared remains of what used to be a quaint town... until something had shaken it to the very foundations itself.
Anika had heard of the ghastly place, and that many a person had come here to live it out or think it was the 'Ultimate Thrill' or something like that. He brown hair with big blonde streaks caught in the wind and made it push past her shoulders and stream in front of her, and then finally lay at rest on her breast as the wind stopped. A leave skittered away at a slight breeze, stirring up dust.
Anika's hazel eyes made her lihtly tanned skin seem to glow in this eerie place, she was quite developed for a run-away seventeen year old, and she knew that she took her looks for granted.
She mostly wanted to be alone and think, or read and draw. She knew monsters really weren't... real, or anything like that. She looked up at the dull gray sky, and the big white ball that was hovering on the horizon. It would be night soon. Her tight, dark blue jeans had been rolled up to her knees to reveal long, knee-high navy blue socks, a pair of sleek sketchers at the ends. Her big black hoodie that had a jangling of useless keyes she found, a sketchbook, and a piece of lead pipe bounced around in her big pouch pocket when she suddenly took off at a dead run.
Her footsteps echoed through every single alley she passed, sounding far away and lonely, like her. She didn't mind, maybe she could live here. Well... she had time to think of that later. She didn't like the rapidly approaching darkness on her tail. She leaped over a fallen column that had supported a barber's front porch and signs. Good thing she'd been in track at school... too bad they chased her out... too bad...
Anika quickly found an old abandoned church with a few scattered pews. It looked like many people had left in a hurry here, at one time. She found a padded pew, pulled it into the corner, and stretched out on it, sighing and blinking slowly. A crow cawed outside, and then suddenly squawked in a surprised manner, and flew away. Anika watched it, then closed her eyes, but not before she knew she had a tight grip on the iron pipe in her pocket, cool against her warm touch.
Little did she know that she would need more than a pipe to protect herself from her own monsters and others...
Much more than a pipe, at least.
So much more.
OOC: Okay, this is my first few minutes of breathing this website's air, and I'd like to know what I did wrong already and what to fix. I love RPGing, and... I dont want to be a noob. I'll figure it out, I hope. So, please tell me, and I'll definately fix it.
Anyways, I hope you people like my incredibly long begining, and also that you will join and I can have happy happy joy joy friends! YAY! And yes, I'm a she.
That's some very nice descriptive writing Anika, you've definitely caught my interest.
Have you thought up any sort of plot or direction you want to take things or were you just hoping to make everything up as we go along? I'd be interested in joining but I can't really think of a character or role at the moment...
10/24/2006 8:16 AM
I would suggest developing a basic loose plot for everyone now. I have one in teh process, focus more on high action, which I can't say is my personal favorite, SO i would be interested in participating as you and I seem to like the slow descriptive creepyness. I would suggest joining ours to thjough. It is p[retty simple to jump into.
Flark, suggestions on SH character creation. Build chracters off of either emotions and vices such as greed or anger, or backgrounds. Always find something extrordinary in a bad way about their past. Such as killed a wife, or lost a brother. Another good thing is to connect them in someway to Silent hill, whether it through the Walter Sullivan murders, former townsperson, or lives their.
Kay! Where would be the best place to jump in in your RPG?
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