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chaos_silk) wrote2009-01-14 02:26 pm
chaos_silk) wrote2009-01-14 02:26 pm
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December 21 2008: Silent Hill 4
Title: December 21, 2008: Silent Hill 4: The Room.
Fandom: Silent Hill 4: The Room.
Warnings: Fally-induced prompts. Nothing big though.
Summary: One very disturbing drabble involving Walter in a bunny-girl outfit, One somewhat disturbing drabble involving Henry, Pyramid Head and James.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept.
Written for December 21, 2008, in celebration of the year ending/Christmas.
Prompt: Defeating Writer’s Block.
Henry took one look at the inside of the hole, blinked and then backed away slowly, eye widening as his hands fumbled for the doorknob. He slammed the door behind him, running as far away from the bathroom as he could and still be within the confines of his room. He shivered, wrapping his arms around his knees as he cowered behind his couch, still expecting to look up and see that... freak standing there with a maniacal grin on his face.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Walter stepped out of the hole, a smug grin on his face as he smoothed down the lines of his bunny-girl costume, complete with white ears on his head.
“Now Henry, don’t you know you’re supposed to follow the white rabbit?”
Prompt: Rape.
A loud thud resounded throughout the room as the... thing ... picked Henry up by the neck and slammed him into the wall. He gurgled; furiously scratching at the blood and grime covered hand wrapped around his throat as the monster lowered the massive red, metal thing that was its head, the pointed end hovering over Henry’s face for a moment. The smell of rotten flesh and blood nearly made him retch as it breathed on him, smelling him. Suddenly, its head jerked towards the door, its grip loosening. Henry gasped; falling to his knees, coughing as the monster turned away from him to face a tall blond man as he walked into the room, wooden plank in hand and static blaring over the radio.
He could see horror and shock written across the stranger’s face as he stared at the red... pyramid... thing. Henry raised one hand to his throat as the thing advanced on the blond, trying to get enough breath to warn him to run away, to get out of this room before something unspeakable happened, but before he could even cough out one word, his vision faded to black.
The next thing he knew, he was staring at the familiar ceiling of his bedroom again, watching the fan turn in lazy circles.
Late, Late, Late, Late Late.
Fandom: Silent Hill 4: The Room.
Warnings: Fally-induced prompts. Nothing big though.
Summary: One very disturbing drabble involving Walter in a bunny-girl outfit, One somewhat disturbing drabble involving Henry, Pyramid Head and James.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept.
Written for December 21, 2008, in celebration of the year ending/Christmas.
Prompt: Defeating Writer’s Block.
Henry took one look at the inside of the hole, blinked and then backed away slowly, eye widening as his hands fumbled for the doorknob. He slammed the door behind him, running as far away from the bathroom as he could and still be within the confines of his room. He shivered, wrapping his arms around his knees as he cowered behind his couch, still expecting to look up and see that... freak standing there with a maniacal grin on his face.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Walter stepped out of the hole, a smug grin on his face as he smoothed down the lines of his bunny-girl costume, complete with white ears on his head.
“Now Henry, don’t you know you’re supposed to follow the white rabbit?”
Prompt: Rape.
A loud thud resounded throughout the room as the... thing ... picked Henry up by the neck and slammed him into the wall. He gurgled; furiously scratching at the blood and grime covered hand wrapped around his throat as the monster lowered the massive red, metal thing that was its head, the pointed end hovering over Henry’s face for a moment. The smell of rotten flesh and blood nearly made him retch as it breathed on him, smelling him. Suddenly, its head jerked towards the door, its grip loosening. Henry gasped; falling to his knees, coughing as the monster turned away from him to face a tall blond man as he walked into the room, wooden plank in hand and static blaring over the radio.
He could see horror and shock written across the stranger’s face as he stared at the red... pyramid... thing. Henry raised one hand to his throat as the thing advanced on the blond, trying to get enough breath to warn him to run away, to get out of this room before something unspeakable happened, but before he could even cough out one word, his vision faded to black.
The next thing he knew, he was staring at the familiar ceiling of his bedroom again, watching the fan turn in lazy circles.
Late, Late, Late, Late Late.