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xXLight In The DarkXx Captain
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 Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 11:16 am
Mist World:
The law officers of silent hill vanished not long ago as it would seem--the coffee on desks is still warm, guns still stashed away in vaults and found hidden under desks. Paper is strewn everywhere around the small station.
Other Side:
The officers are back...alive and well...if that includes, squirming in pain, wrapped in flesh, hanging from the ceiling and littered with bullet holes. The desks are now rusted and broken down, and the room is charred--the papers now are blank and singed.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 2:23 pm
 Don't look down; don't look
Into the eyes of the world beneath you ((Heh heh heh...sweeeet. =D
My first target...uh, I mean...forum. Yes. o.O))
The wooden door creaked as it swung inward on its hinges, the high-pitched squeal lingering in the air until the door slowly came to a halt, resting in a 90-degree angle from the wall. A pair of black-gloved hands came through the half-open doorway, their fingers wrapped tightly around a glock, the standard issue gun for officers. A woman followed shortly after, and raised the gun to her chest once she stepped inside. Her black boots made the stereotypical clomping sound as she walked further into the abandoned station, and the hollow sounds echoed through the room.
She cast glances to her left and right to make sure there weren't any possible threats before lowering her arms and sighing. The station had once been quite lively, but now it just seemed...dead. No pun intended. The officer pulled out a flashlight, and the yellow beam began dancing around the room as she moved her hand in various directions, taking in the scenery.
The desks seemed to be intact, as well as the vaults, which she knew had to contain guns; she didn't know the combinations, though, so that idea was out. Upon further investigation, the cups of bland, almost acrid, coffee still had remnants of warmth. Papers were hanging from twine strung across the ceiling, though they stood perfectly still, due to the lack of wind in the station. Others were scattered on the formerly-polished tile floor; they, too, lay perfectly still. It was creepy, in a way...
"Jeez," Cybil said, her voice breaking the town's silence for the first time since entering. "This place has barely even been touched..." Don't look down; you'll fall down
You'll become their sacrifice 
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:24 pm
xXMr_GrayXx [Note: No copy characters(Henry, Travis, etc) or descendent characters unless you've consulted with me(or crew) and I've agreed to it.] See entire post here. Thank you for understanding.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 4:34 am
Mr Grady See entire post here. Thank you for understanding. (( eek
Well, that was awkward on my part... ))
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 10:01 pm
{(From the streets of Silent hill)}
David threw open the rusty doors and walked in with gun raised, he knew the place was empty, but it never hurts to be cautious. Since it was dark hour, the sent of raw meat and freshly burnt gunpowder filled his nose, he left the door open behind him, to let it air out.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 9:41 pm
Though of course the dark hour was the unclean-able side of the town, it wouldn't kill anyone to allow a few normal things arise. Having scanned the place for anything the place was deserted, even the monsters where not present.
holstering his revolver he walked into the place, taking a seat at one of the desks that at one time belonged to one of the officers.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 10:38 pm
{(is it mist or other world?)}
David searched the desk, though of course he found nothing. Getting up from the desk he walks over to the gun vault, he didn't know the combination and didn't want to take the time or waste the shot to open it, so he checks the small collection of the Hand-helds' that still sat on their chargers, grabbing one, he clicks it on to listing for power, static, as he would guessed emitted from it, clicking it off, he clips it onto his belt and walks back over to a different desk.
taking a seat at it, he reached over and grabbed the name tag and whipped the dust off it, R. Steel Was the name on it. he stared at it for a small minuet, setting it aside he reaches under the desk, feeling around for something.
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 11:11 pm
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 10:43 am
Then an Idea struck his mind right as he grabbed the door handle, what if... he turned around looking across the way, eying the vault, "Hmm..." he walks over to the safe and checks the sides of it, feeling for anything attached like an E-key or something of the sort, but found nothing, "Great..." he then turns the lock nob, trying various combinations, but with no good results.
kicking the vault in silent frustration, I know Pa put it in here, but why hadn't he left me a combo? he thought as he rubbed his eyes with two fingers.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 4:10 pm
With one more trick in mind, he first pulls down on the vault lever; age must of jammed the safes lock, so why not open the vault for use?
David steps back draws his revolver, thumbs the hammer and fires a shot at the combo nob, the gunshot sounded more like a boom with the acoustics of the station's walls. A layer of dust spewed everywhere as the nob shattered. Another shot into where the nob was, something metal snapped.
Holstering the gun, he grabs and yanks the lever down, it shifts then stops moving. Not wanting to take the chance in hurting himself he brings his boot up and stomps down the lever, a hollow clunk.
using the vault lever as a handle, David pulls the rusty metal door open.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 10:50 am
Looking inside he noticed all the firearms of the station where still in place, but with years of collecting dust, they would be useless. Nothing in here seemed useful, nor did David find the item. Though he was skilled in making and fixing firearms, he didn't want to waste the time in cleaning these shotguns.
Leaving the vault door open, David turned and went straight for the door.
{Heading back to the Streets of Silent hill}
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 3:50 pm
As he and Julia got inside the already-opened doors to the station, Sean could hear Gabe calling out to some woman.
'She took off on you, dude.' he thought to himself bitterly, remembering how she had backed away as they approached. 'But that's not really my problem, now is it?'
The front office of the station was in ruins, charred paperwork scattered everywhere, which didn't come as much of a shock.
He paused, idly moving one of the pieces of paper around with his foot.
Then he heard what sounded like broken, muffled voices coming from behind a door marked "Interrogation Room", and one of them sounded... familiar.
"Dad?" Sean said under his breath, and started moving towards the noise.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 4:06 pm
Julia walked with Sean to the door to the Interrogation room.
"Lisa's voice is behind this door..." she said "...Lisa!" She grabbed the door handle and she was greeted with a shock that sent her falling backward on her bottom. She just sat there cradling her hand with tears in her eyes.
"...It...hurts..." she said over and over again.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 10:04 pm
"What the...?" Sean cautiously touched a finger to the door handle, and jerked it away quickly as a sizzle of electricity went through his hand.
"s**t!" he cursed, pausing to suck on his finger, before kneeling down next to Julia and removing his backpack.
He rifled through the contents, and produced a first-aid spray.
"Give me your hand." he said, extending his own.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 5:14 am
Julia accepted and stretched her arm out a little bit.
"It hurts really bad..." she whispered
((Wow tiny post today))
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