The House(New Roleplay)

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(( Lol, is this the autobiography that never ends...it would be quite funny if you were still walking around narrating it while all hell broke out around you... ))

"Mythra, Pass me that whip."

"But now," said Mr Oak "I have found that I may leave Silent Hill for limited periods of time, along with an entourage of the, uh, choicest beings that the town had summoned from the depths of the human mind. They're normally very loyal, but this....

I came to investigate this place, as I felt that it was like Silent Hill, but on a more localised and concentrated scale. I wish to stop this place from getting worse."

Mr Oak frowned. He'd never given out his life story like this. Or rather, once he had, to that young policewoman who had pursued Walter Sullivan through Silent Hill, and whom he'd explained what had happened. Katarina went back into the world, and had re-opened the case when copycat murders occurred nearby. When an apartment block went mad, and Eileen Gavin nearly died, and Henry Townshend only barely defeated Walter.....

Roland quickly took the whip from Mythra. Upon hearing Mythra's thoughts Roland turned to her and said to her cockily "I'm allowing you to tag along. So why don't you give your mouth a rest. Okay doll?" Quickly turning around and marching towards Gabrielle, he hissed 'talk or your dead, damnit'.

A slow smile spread across Gabrielle's face. "Ohhh, the house is just having fun. You know I still cannot kill you or try to bring you harm BUT my new friends can!" With that Mr. Oaks beasts marched towards Roland with slow, deadly intent. Too busy to dispel Gabrielle he used the whip to trip the monsters and ran for Mythra - grabbing her under his left arm he conutined running. He bolted for a set of wooden crates and jumped on top of them.

Using the whip to grab a cellar beam he jumped off the crates. As he flew he aimed for a small cellar window and crashed right through. Both Mythra and Roland were back outside.

"Well, that's the end of Gabrielle and Thanatos." Getting up and brushing himself off he offered a hand to Mythra.

"Well, they said they were going towards the library so I guess we need to get back in through the front door." A wicked smile crawled across his face. "Thank goodness I blew if off." With that he started across the lawn. "Can you block the house from reading your mind?" He needed to know if he'd be saving her much more often. "Because, I don't like the idea of going in with vulnerable emotions with the house like this." Stopping he looked at the house for minute. "Maybe we should try to reach the library from the outside."

"No, I haven't tried it out, you cannot read all my thoughts and see all my memories right? They'd be creepy as all Hell." He kept staring at the house. "I really want to avoid being there as much as possible since it's so pissed off."

"Interesting. Now how do we deal with this madhouse?"

The story was apparantly over. She wondered if there was more, but she was not going to ask. Wraith was silent for a moment, simply thinking. Almost 200 years...over two lifetimes...and he had attracted more trouble in each than most people even imagined.

And since this place was not the same as Silent Hill - or at least, not as close as he had hoped - there was bound to be even more trouble here. Wraith wondered if it was possible for this house to kill Mr. Oak. Was his immortality good here too? Another question she wasn't planning on asking.

Instead she cast him a sidelong glance and said, "Thank you for trusting me enough to tell your story. It was very interesting."

((In answer to your musings, it would be possible for Mr Oak to be killed, but only in an extreme circumstance. In fact, the only possible way would be if Silent Hill itself was destroyed, as technically, he is a dead man sustained by the town. However, he can be inconvenienced, as the house demonstrated earlier. He is extremely strong, but the house can be stronger. So he can be trapped or contained...))

They had reached the cellar door. It was still walled up. Mr Oak put his hands on it.

"Damnation, there has been a collapse in there.....in there...."

The barking of a necrotic dog (or was that jackal?) broke through...

"Thanatos! And....the Pyramid Heads....and.....Gabrielle....but no sign of Roland or Mythra. They could be dead...."(at this point, Mr Oak took a big sniff) "but I cannot smell them. They must be outside, or at least coming back in...."

Wraith was on alert instantly.

"We should go get them. They could be hurt."

Roland was walking along, looking into the various windows hoping to see the libary or somesuch but only saw the various generic rooms - ballrooms, dining halls etc. He sighed and called to Mythra "I think were going to have just go in throught the front door." Checking his guns and looking over his suppiles his walked over to Mythra and handed her one of his Revolvers. "It isn't too hard to use. Point and shoot. Six shots, one should kill anything the house can summon."

Mythra eyes Roland, rolled her eyes slightly, then took the gun, 'you know, Roland, I think you sometimes underestimate me', she said, 'I have used a gun before'. As if to prove her point, she spun it and caught it right way up, a cheeky smile coming over her features before she turned away and found her gaze once more drawn to the woods... in fact, the lure of those woods seemed to be incredibly strong to her... it was almost as if someone had tied an invisible piece of elastic and was pulling...

Suddenly, she found herself turning away from the path alongside the house and marching off in the direction of the woods, almost robotically, as if not quite in control of her own will.

Roland was quickly running after Mythra 'Slow down Goddamnit!" She was running at speeds that even made Roland chug at bit. But slowly he gained on her and wrapped his arms around her waist - arresting her movement. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Roland fought to keep his grip on Mythra. He could see something was controlling her and trying to lure her into the forest - probably to kill. "Mythra! Stop it or I'll have to knock you out!"