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THE  SHADOWS  LUMBERING  ONLY  A  STEP  BEHIND  ETHAN  CEASE  &  DISSIPATE  LIKE  SMOKE,  then  reappear  akin  to  insects  crawling  across  the  walls.  inside  the  withering  chapel  is  nothing  but  dust,  broken  glass  &  abandoned  books   âââ   if  one  were  to  look  any  closer  they  would  find  snapped  rosaries  &  beads,  tattered  habits,  clerical  collars.
â i'm kind of lost.
ă   SO  YOU  ARE,   ăcomes  an  agonizing  voice,  cutting  through  the  air,  as  sharp  as  a  honed  blade.  whatever  the  ghastly  sound  belongs  to  is  rather  intrigued  by  @moldcursed  rather  than  aggressive  or  protective;  blazing  ruby  eyes  peek  from  the  corner  of  the  ceiling,  descending  like  the  coil  of  a  snakeâs  body  to  wrap  itself  around  the  man.  a  humanâs  face  meets  ethanâs  for  but  a  moment  before  the  body  of  a  tall  canine  follows  suit,  black  as  pitch  fur  billowing  behind  it.  a  deep  rumble  travels  through  its  chest.Â
a  motherly  voice  calls,ă   POOR  CHILD,  YOU  MUST  BE  COLD,  STARVING  âŚÂ   ăthen  it  twists  into  a  mangled  mess  of  multiple  voices   âââ   both  women  &  men   âââ   as  saliva  drips  from  its  many  sets  of  sharp  teeth  with  an  unsettlingly  wide  grin.  ă   TO  WHERE  IS  YOUR  DESTINATION  ?   ă
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atropos to elysium
PERHAPS  A  BED  OF  SNAKES  IS  BETTER  TO  SLEEP  IN  THAN  NO  BED  AT  ALL.  somewhere  in  the  years  that  elysium  became  such  a  docile  creature  for  eddie  gluskin  they  realized  freedom  was  mythos;  an  empty  promise  to  reel  one  in  for  another  nightmare  of  a  differing  flavor  [  they  remain  a  creature  with  teeth  nonetheless  ].  they  will  remain  a  reluctant  pet  until  their  dying  day.
silk  &  lace  flattened  to  the  pale  pillars  of  the  brideâs  legs,  they  watch  themself  in  the  vanity  mirror   âââ   white  veil  covering  sickly  complexion,  bag  -  laden  eyes  flicking  to  the  fabric  scissors  sitting  upon  the  surface  of  the  dressing  table.  as  they  pick  the  scissors  up  and  bring  the  pointed  end  to  the  centre  of  their  jutting  sternum  the  door  behind  them  is  opened  with  force:  the  groom  enters,  all  sharp  dressed  and  shiny  teeth,  causing  them  to  drop  it  with  a  clatter  on  the  vanity.
â hey, it's okay. i didn't mean to scare you.
with  a  glance  over  their  shoulder  at  @carnagewed,  elysium  tucks  their  chin  into  the  join  of  their  arm  &  chest.  watches  him  with  pathetic,  big,  round  &  teary  eyes  akin  to  a  dog  thatâs  been  caught  getting  into  something  it  shouldnât.  prays  he  didnât  see.  they  manage  a  half  -  nod  at  best,  then  turn  to  watch  him  in  the  mirror.  [  they  want  to  bite  him  clean  through  ].
 THE  NUN,  WITH  HABIT  BLACK  AND  SCARS  RED  AS  NIGHTFALL  &  GORE,  peers  into  the  mirror  to  assess  damage  to  their  frame;  they  are  a  starving  thing,  all  protruding  bones  and  sharp  fingers  pressed  against  the  jut  of  their  cheekbones,  the  cigar  burns  upon  their  belly,  the  cuts  on  their  forearms  [  and  the  way  they  cry  would  bring  enough  rain  to  render  an  angelâs  wings  useless  ].Â
 they  are  out  of  place  in  this  bathroom  alone   âââ   pristine  tile  flooring  with  a  blinding  overhead  blue  light,  unlike  the  chapels  with  stained  glass  window  arches  and  natural  light  that  they  are  used  to.  through  the  strain  of  their  choking  sobs,  the  wicked  sound  of  knocking  upon  the  door  makes  them  fall  quiet  like  a  sparrow  stalled  in  the  air  by  a  hunterâs  arrow.
 elysium  is  devoted  like  a  dog  to  its  master.  they  catch  the  red  rims  of  their  eyes  in  the  reflection  for  but  a  moment  before  their  hood  is  pulled  back  over  their  head:  veil  concealing  their  face,  as  well  as  the  tears  staining  porcelain  pale  cheeks.  atropos  stirs  inside  like  blood  in  an  artery.
 exiting  the  bathroom,  they  greet  @macrodatum  with  a  bowed  head.  they  greet  him  with  silence.  hands  are  clasped  together  beneath  large,  heavy  sleeves,  the  sound  of  rosaries  clinking  together  as  they  gesture  ahead  for  the  two  to  walk  side  -  by  -  side.
 ă   is  the  day  done  ?   ă
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(Â dialogue prompts taken from the silent hill 2 remake, developed by bloober team. trigger warning for dark themes. feel free to change as you seem fit. )
â in my restless dreams, i see that town. â
â hey, it's okay. i didn't mean to scare you. â
â i'm kind of lost. â
â i guess i don't really care if it's dangerous or not. i'm going either way. â
â what happened to this town? â
â whatever it is, it's not human. â
â i didn't do anything! he was like that when i got here. â
â you wanna come with? maybe together we can find a way out of this town. â
â sorry, but i can't leave. not yet. â
â are you afraid? â
â did you find the person that you were looking for? â
â don't worry, i'm not crazy. least, i don't think so. â
â should i go with you? this town really is dangerous. â
â what's a big dumb-dumb like you doing here anyway? â
â hey, that's not very nice. didn't your parents teach you any manners? â
â do i look like your girlfriend? â
â i can't believe it. your face, your voice... you could beâ â
â i don't look like a ghost, do i? see? warm. â
â i can show you if you want. unless you have somewhere else to be? something else to do? â
â hey, easy there. i'm just messing with you. â
â you're coming with me? can't you just tell me where it is? â
â what, you were just gonna leave me here? alone? with all these monsters around? â
â is it because i remind you of... her? â
â this place we're going to, what is it, exactly? â
â you ever stay in a place like this? the walls are so thin you can hear everything. love, hate, jealousy... â
â i think you just saved my life back there. â
â hey. you think i'd look good in this one? â
â this room... there's something wrong with it. i think we should leave. â
â oh, loosen up. it sure beats running around with those monsters out there. â
â what will you tell her if... when you find her? â
â oh, c'mon. don't give me that look. i was just kidding. â
â can we stay? just for a little while? â
â this place, this whole thing, it's like a nightmare. i just wanted to get away from it, even for a second. â
â here. something to take the edge off. â
â we should probably get going. â
â we could come back later, if you want. you know, in case we need a break. â
â i wanted to ask you... what if you can't find [ name ]? what will you do? â
â thanks for checking up on me. it's very sweet of you. â
â how do you know my name? â
â i'm sorry, but i can't let you just run around this place. you might get hurt. â
â please open the door. there's something in here. â
â i was almost killed back there! i've never been so scared in my whole life! â
â all you care about is that dead wife of yours. â
â you couldn't care less about me, could you? â
â stay with me. don't leave me alone again. you're supposed to take care of me. â
â i don't know, for some reason i feel like it's up to me to protect her. â
â well, whaddaya know... a stroll in the rain. how romantic. â
â i'm trying to keep things light. just humor me, okay? â
â you think you could give me a hand? â
â you're supposed to be the big man around here. how's a little girl like me supposed to help? â
â what's wrong? i thought you wanted to get out of here. â
â this place is different from what i remember. i guess... things never really stay the same, do they? â
â you... still don't want me to go with you? if we stick together, we just might make it out of here. â
â ain't no big deal. just put the gun to their head and... pow! â
â you can't just kill someone 'cause of the way they looked at you. â
â please. i'll be good. i promise. â
â it's always the same with you. you're only after one thing. â
â i don't know who you think i am, but i don't want to hurt you. â
â i thought that thing killed you...! are you hurt? â
â but that thing... it stabbed you. there was blood everywhere. â
â stabbed me? what do you mean? â
â honey... did something happen to you? â
â are you confusing me with someone else? â
â you said you took everything. but you forgot the videotape we made. â
â it doesn't matter who i am. i'm here for you. â
â see? i'm real. â
â don't you want to touch me? â
â i'll come back, i promise. â
â how many times do i have to kill you? â
â it doesn't matter if you're smart, dumb, ugly, pretty... it's all the same once you're dead! â
â you wanna talk down to me some more? tell me to relax? â
â you know i'll find you! â
â guess i deserved it, huh? the fartface that i am. â
â you got any other things planned? i think i saw a dark room back there you could lock me up in. â
â where are you? i'm waiting for you. please, come to me. â
â i think you were right. what we're looking for... it's not here. â
â thank you for helping me earlier... but i wish you hadn't. â
â i know what you are. i know why i needed you. but it's all over now. i don't need you anymore. â
â it'd be easier if they just killed me. â
â why are you still here? i told you to go. â
â wait! please don't go. don't leave me alone. i didn't mean what i said. â
â please... tell me i'll be okay. â
â i'm here for you. so what if i'm not her? â
â i can give you what she never could. i can be better than her. â
â what else do you want me to be? â
â i won't let you do this to me. i won't let you go. â
â the truth is, i hated you. â
â i wanted my life back. â
â i tried. i really did. but... i just... can't go on without you. â
â i can't forgive myself for what i've done. â
â i want you to go on. i want you to live. for yourself and for others. â
â you made me happy. â

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IN  THE  CHOIR  OF  SERAPHIM,  higher  -  ranked  followers;  nuns,  specifically,  are  subjected  to  be  experiments,  notably  forced  demonic  possessions.  on  their  backs  are  tattoos  of  their  ages,  heights  &  weights  and  blood  types,  as  well  as  â  notable  characteristics  â  of  demeanor.  elysium's,  for  reference:
different  entities  &  demons  are  recommended  to  certain  nuns  for  possession,  based  on  personality,  demeanor,  and  /  or  other  characteristics.  ATROPOS  and  AKIR  were  suggested  for  elysium  before  atropos  was  chosen. elysium  bears  many  other  tattoos  across  the  expanse  of  their  entire  body,  mostly  gothic  architecture  &  religious  symbols  given  by  the  cult  leaders,  whether  it  was  their  preference  or  not;  despite  tattoos  being  normally  restricted  in  religious  settings  or  against  ones  faith altogether.
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â iâm  so  sorry,  đđđđđđđ. love  isnât  for everybody. / #carnagewed.    ⸝    EDDIE  GLUSKIN  of  the  outlast  franchise. penned  by  grace.
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dialogue prompts from longlegs (2024).
half psychic is better than not psychic at all.
maybe we'll just call you 'highly intuitive'.
can you stay on the line?
you know, there's such a thing as looking too long.
i must have lost track of time.
i'll drink while you tell me things.
it's almost like ____ was never there at all.
you didn't call to say goodnight.
even veals grow a little, and they grow up in a box with their legs all tied up.
i spent the day at home. where else would i be?
i'm okay. i just can't sleep.
i saw more than my fair share of nasty stuff.
i think i just need to be quiet for a little bit.
somebody's birthday is coming up.
be careful they don't work you too hard, alright?
are you still saying your prayers?
you're not afraid of a little bit of dark because you are the dark.
i've seen you before.
you've been to my house.
it's like a long dream, and so dark. a world of dark.
do you remember coming here?
what aren't you telling me?
when was the last time you talked to your mother?
will you tell me the honest truth about something?
i never said my prayers, never once. they scared me.
all our prayers don't help us. prayers don't do a goddamned thing.
nobody ever came to visit. no family, no strangers, no big bad wolves. not anybody.
you're not a child because you were allowed to grow up.
this is a cruel world, especially for the little things. not all of them are allowed to live.
i might have forgotten everything i could, but i never threw anything away.
you really don't remember?
now you're free, too.
i'm just a friend of a friend.
i'm doing this for you. just like i've always done.
don't call me that.
The Chariot of Death (1848)
â by ThĂŠophile Schuler

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