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“What the hell is it? Whatever it is, it’s not human.” silent hill 2

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"Well, you’ve got me working so hard lately..."
[ NINE INCH NAILS STARTERS ]
♅ It was so rare with time as it was now to speak to THE RED ONE- preoccupation was constant one way or another. The almost constant convulsion of the deity LACKED now, and EYELESS facade stared.
THERE WAS A FAINT HUM AT WORDS
♅ Evidently one, not one of the CORRUPTED NOISES that often came from Lobsel Vith. that was Valtiel, this was the yellow god. All in the same, BUT DIFFERENCE occurred dependent. Then his voice, the vocalization never TRULY gracing those that were not of THEIR hierarchy rang out; that sound of no localization but THERE. choosing emphasis on a selected word.
❝And you know why WE must.❞
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Nine Inch Nails Lyrics - Sentence Memes { some nsfw }
God money I’ll do anything for you.
No, you can’t take that away from me.
I’d rather die than give you control.
Bow down before the one you serve.
Am I not living up to what I’m supposed to be?
Seems like salvation come only in our dreams.
You’re going to get what you deserve.
I need someone to hold on to.
I believed your promises, your promises and lies.
Can this world really be as sad as it seems?
I was swimming in the hate, now I crawl on the ground.
I think you owe me a great big apology.
I used to know my right from wrong.
I still recall the taste of your tears.
I still dream of lips I never should have kissed.
Grey would be the color if I had a heart.
It’s still getting worse after everything I’ve tried.
I just want something I can never have.
The devil wants to fuck me in the back of his car.
I’ll be dying for your sins.
I want to do terrible things to you.
I told you I’d never say goodbye.
Everywhere I look you’re all I see, just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.
Your need for me has been replaced and if I can’t have everything, well then, just give me a taste.
Maybe I’m all messed up.
I get everything I want, when I get part of you.
Well, you’ve got me working so hard lately.
Anything you ask, you know I’ll do.
I’m the one without a soul, I’m the one with this big fucking hole.
I wish I could put the blame on you.
I want you to break me.
I am the lover in your bed and I control you.
You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings.
My lips may promise but my heart is a whore.
Perfect little dream, the kind that hurts the most.
I want you hot in my arms, so soft on my bed.
What am I supposed to do? I lost my shit because of you.
If there is a hell I’ll see you there.
You let me violate you.
The only thing that works for me… help me get away from myself.
I want to fuck you like an animal.
My whole existence is flawed.
I drink the honey inside your hive, you are the reason I stay alive.
You believed in all your lies, didn’t you?
You know, I can see what you really are.
Hold a little tighter I might just slip away.
The me that you know used to have feelings.
If I could just reach you maybe I could leave this place.
You do what you’re told, but inside your heart is black and it’s hollow and it’s cold.
Got me a big old Dick and I like to have fun.
I’m every inch a man, and I’ll show you…
So much blood from such a tiny little hole.
I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel.
Now you know, this is what it feels like.
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
So impressed with all you do, tried so hard to be like you.
And now you’re one of us, the wretched.
When I suck you off not a drop will go to waste.
It didn’t turn out the way you wanted it to, did it?
We’ll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide.
I’ll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
Sometimes, I have everything - yet I wish I felt something.
Isabelle Vialle - Le guide
FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S SERIES - sentence starters
GAME ONE
“ Hello ? ” “ I know it can be a bit overwhelming. ” “ It’s kinda a legal thing. ” “ Now that might sound bad, I know, but there’s really nothing to worry about. ” “ It’s amazing how the human body can live without the frontal lobe. ” “ Remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. ” “ I’ve heard he becomes more active in the dark. ” “ You might only have a few seconds to react. ” “ I’m not implying that. ” “ I’m sure you have everything under control. ” “ Hey, you’re doing great ! ” “ Most people don’t last this long. ” “ Hey listen, I had an idea… ” “ It’s best just not to get caught. ” “ It’s been a bad night here for me. ” “ It’s me. ”
GAME TWO
“ Now I want you to forget anything you’ve heard. ” “ Some people still have a somewhat negative impression. ” “ From what we know, that should be impossible. ” “ Problem solved ! ” “ But hey, you have a light. ” “ You should be golden. ” “ You’re a natural. ” “ See ? I told you you wouldn’t have any problems. ” “ Kids these days just can’t keep their hands to themselves. ” “ I wanted to ease your mind about any… rumours you may have heard lately. ” “ It’s just all rumour and speculation. ” “ It’s really just a precaution. ” “ These things happen sometimes. ” “ No-one is allowed in or out. ” “ What on Earth are you doing there ? ” “ Didn’t you get the memo ? ” “ Just make it through the night. ” “ Save them. ” “ Help them. ” “ You can’t. ”
GAME THREE
“ I promise it’ll be a lot more interesting this time. ” “ We have to make sure everything works and nothing catches on fire. ” ” For now just get comfortable. ” “ We may have overdone it a bit. ” “ Some of this equipment is barely functional. ” “ I wasn’t joking about the fire. That’s a real risk. ” “ Follow me. ” “ I have some awesome news for you. ” “ Welcome to your new career. ” “ Accidents / injury / death / irreparable and grotesque maiming can occur. ” “ Remember to smile ! ” “ Do not breathe. ” “ Please try to maneuver away from populated areas before bleeding out. ” “ Don’t. ” “ Questions about appropriateness / relevance should be deflected. ” “ Then it’s your own fault. ”
GAME FOUR
“ What did he do this time ? ” “ Don’t be scared, I am here with you. ” “ Tomorrow is another day. ” “ He won’t stop until you find him. ” “ He left without you. ” “ If you run you can make it. ” “ Don’t you remember what you saw ? ” “ It’s too late. ” “ You know what will happen if he catches you. ” “ You have to be strong. ” “ You have to get up. ” “ Why do you look so worried ? ” “ Stop being such a baby. ” “ Why are you crying ? ” “ Be careful. ” “ Please let me out. ” “ I don’t want to go ! ” “ Can you hear me ? ” “ You’re broken. ” “ I will put you back together. ” “ Perhaps some things are best left forgotten. ”

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“Are you injured? What happened here?” ~14
[ THE EVIL WITHIN STARTERS ]
♅ Valtiel was clinging to the adjacent wall the shadow METABOLIZED from, twitchy movements evidently less natural then usual. like a lizard irritated. The floor below the DIVINE was drenched thick with blood to the point it appeared BLACK in its density; obviously fresher then THEIR DOMAIN usually gave. and then there were the noises. Something like a hissing-purring noise, low and thick with annoyance.
THEN IT HEARD THE OTHERS VOICE
♅ Familiarity caught the BEING, the noises pittering to quieter similarities as their head twisted to look. something like calming, to an extent. Slight movement, Valtiel peeling hands off wall but keeping feet plastered- leaning forward off the wall. There was an EVIDENT few scratches on upper arm. large on someone else. The skin was QUICKLY moving back over it. these were what was given as response.
LOOKS HAD TO BE TAKEN INTO ACCOUNT
♅ The blood below was not from them, but from SOMETHING that once was. thats all that remained. Evidently, a creature of LOWER INTELLIGENCE had thought it smart to to attack the agent of god (or, rather, something must have set common sense to the back of primordial brain). wasn’t a first. Still, was LESS unusual for them to be caught off guard- in the same retrospect though, they were getting irritated over something SMALL just because it was uncommon.
LESS THEN A PAPER CUT TO SOMETHING LIKE THEM
❛ People need a curator and my ideal will be just that; ushering in the next step of humanity. ❜
[ THE EVIL WITHIN STARTERS ]
♅ The low, throaty rumbling from THE DEFORMED would usually be correlated to annoyance upon another, but from their form it came with the basis similar to a thoughtful hum. dissecting words within mind. It’s epileptic head, while still CONVULSING, was obviously poised in the direction to look upon the great BEAST.
THERE WAS MIXED FEELINGS BY WORDS
♅ It was caused by the PLAY OF THOUGHT, and what such ‘next step’ planned could help or hinder THEIR ORDER. though, thought was waste over questioning. Seconds hung in air before Valtiel gave a groan from their being, body twisting in a PAINFUL and STILTED manner as spine straightened to stand more up. appearance and natural action was all it was. Then, voice carried- not VOCALLY, but MENTALLY.
❝What idea do you have in that mind of yours?❞
❝ —WE NEED TO TALK—❞
❝ You strike me as someone who’s seen quite a lot. But in my honest opinion I doubt this’ll work like you thought. There’s something specific I need you to do if you’re up to the task. (Which you don’t seem to be from the way that you’re still staring back with no change of expression) ❞
❝ —BUT HEY YOU CAN GIVE IT A SHOT—❞
❝ I’ve seen how people work, I’ve watched them all these years. They are not driven by ambition, All their motors run on fear. Each one afraid of aging, dying, Being lonely, getting caught. They’re terrified of moving on, but scared of staying here. ❞
❝ —STILL I DID NOT BAT AN EYE—❞
❝ They left me at night in the heart of the forest, the air full of noises, the creatures that eat us just feet from my face, as their wild cries sounded, and darkness surrounded. ❞
Ind. Sel. Priv. Horror based / Oriented Blogs Written by Rabbit

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The Evil Within - Sentence Memes
“You ever have the urge to just jump when you’re on a high place, or the subway rolls by? Imagine if you had that urge for a minute straight… then two minutes…”
“I’m not worried about stopping it; I’m worried about not wanting to stop it. Some part of me wants to turn. I don’t know why, and I can’t reason it away… It’s like instinct.“
“Clean slice all the way. No cure for what I’m going to do to you.”
“What do you fear, little one?”
“Enough games. Just stop running.”
“We must be collectively losing our minds!”
“I don’t know what I am. But it’s definitely not okay.”
“Keep your emotions out of this. He brought this upon himself. We gave him a chance.”
“There are some things here that are to remain in the dark. Especially for you. You’re asking too many questions.”
“And you trust them? Don’t kid yourself, you’re just as expendable as the others are.”
“You concern yourself so much with your appearance, but your mind….That’s all what truly matters.”
“Are you injured? What happened here?”
“We can’t have you acting on your own. You will follow us.”
“I can’t help you if you leave me in the dark. And you need me to help.”
“Trying to make me feel sorry for you?!”
“Did you actually think if you locked me away, I would just cease to exist? Out of sight, out of mind? You did, didn’t you? Well, you were never out of my mind.”
“I created this world. You cannot keep me in here.”
“You attacked me… I’m sorry but you’re tainted now.”
“Will you be able to live with yourself, knowing what I’m going to make you do?”
“Despicable you say? Coming from the person using victims to further your own research? The irony of this situation is amusing.”
“Too bad they dragged you into this. Either way, you’re mine… To do with as I please.”
“Who do you think you are? I know who you are. I know what you crave, what you fear…”
“It isn’t so much as seeing, as it is about feeling normal.”
“They existed together, but saw things in their own way.”
“You’re the worrying type I see…”
“I’d like to think you’re on my side, but conviction must be proven with action.”
“Have no illusions: it will be dangerous.”
“But their consequence is of little value. In regards to your mission, your partner is expendable.”
“Run all you want. You can’t escape. Like everyone else that crosses us, we will hunt you down.”
“We must have that boy. He will enable us to change everything.”
“I needn’t remind you the consequences for failure. Loyalty, is a sensitive subject for us. Trust is such a valued commodity in today’s world.”
“Was your waste of a life something you wish to return to? Are you not grateful for what we have done for you? We gave you a new life. Why turn your back now?”
“Time has a limit, and we are approaching that point. If you’ve outspent your usefulness, I suppose we can find someone more suitable…”
“Have you ever felt abandoned by the ones you trusted?”
“You ran because you were weak. You were afraid.”
“You’ll experience things that won’t seem real, but you have to stay focused. It will take you awhile to get your bearings, but you’re better off than the others.”
“He can’t be trusted. He’ll turn on you. They all will, once they know what you’re after.”
“People need a curator and my ideal will be just that; ushering in the next step of humanity.”
“Hey guys, what the fuck? Is anyone there?!”
“You agreed to this, don’t forget that. Nothing we are doing is malicious, it’s only proper protocol.”
“Mother would sit in her chair, rocking back and forth, killing time. She barely spent any time with us. I wondered why she even had children at all.”
“It was like a punishment. Nothing I ever did was good enough for them. That’s why when I left, they just didn’t care. They never came looking.”
“You’re only a tool. I doubt they want damaged goods.”
“We’re all their pawns; eventual victims. They ripped me apart and took what they needed.”
“Do you think their all-prying eyes can’t see you in here? They’ve been watching you…”
“No! None of this is real! You aren’t real!”
“Society is wounded. People are suffering… hopeless… Just as you were, before we saved you. My vision can now do the same for everyone.”
“We gave you a reason to exist. And this is how you thank us? Where will you even go when you leave?”
“They’re coming for me I don’t know how, but they know everything.”
“Fuck you. I’ve had enough of this, I’ll kill you right here.”
“You will be the first. You will bow under this fear, or you will die.”
“This world might be a nightmare, but I’m not afraid of you anymore.”
[outofvalves];; Hello people, I am returning.
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❝ —IT HAPPENED ONCE, IT HAPPENED TWICE—❞
❝It won’t happen again, I won’t play nice. You spoke for me, you spoke for them; this is number three, go back to the damned! They are speaking, speaking for me; ‘I’m a worthless human being.” They’re still speaking, speaking for me; keep your voice down or they’ll hurt me. Bullshit liar, Bullshit liar-❞
❝ —EVERYTHING YOU TOLD ME WERE LIES—❞
[outofvalves];; Why is editing so hard and annoying?
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❤ ┆ ▌ THE BOY WASN’T SURE WHAT TO EXPECT —— but surely, the source of that voice was something normal; something like another human being. His own meek voice is left unanswered at first though & he’s LEFT to flounder about; searching for what had called out to him. Was this person hiding ? Was this person scared of the dark & they needed help ? What was going on ?
HE WAITS & WATCHES——- anticipating the arrival of another person. The seconds ticked on & on as the weight of the stale air only grew heavier & heavier on his mind. Fredbear was still making some weird noise —— but otherwise, all was quiet. No one’s answering his cries; not yet. Not until ——
OCEAN HUES WIDENED as they opened wide to see those rotten walls were tainted with filth yet again; this time forming a sentence that the boy could so easily read.
’ You are safe. For now. ’
’ FOR NOW ’ —— what was that supposed to mean ? More than anything else did they boy take those words as a threat —— but were those words even real ? There was no way that stains could form without a source; especially to form legible letters like those ! Was he dreaming ? Was this a nightmare ? Wouldn’t DADDY come save him soon ? !
A SMALL GLANCE WAS TAKEN AT THE NOISY BEAR HE HELD SO TIGHTLY IN HIS ARMS.He keeps staring between the bear & the words on the wall. This room was getting creepier by the second —– but what should he do ? Go upstairs or downstairs ? —— Upstairs. Always upstairs. The UNDERGROUND had bad things.
QUICKLY, the boy scampers out of the room & runs up the first flight of stairs he sees; never once stopping until he’s reached another room. The moment the door was shut; his legs give out & he slides to the ground; gasping for breath. Maybe this room wouldn’t be —— AS creepy. Hopefully Daddy would find him there.
FREDBEAR WASN’T MAKING ANY NOISE. For now.
♅ He watched the youth, DISSECTING the actions and reactions brought about by the words. Reactions were fickle things, when it came down to it. WORDS MEANT OF WARNINGS COULD BE TAKEN FOR THREAT. he had high realization of that. However, scrawls were not dissipated despite this. (WAITING&WAITING&WAITING).
THE BOYS REACTION WOULD DRAW HIS OWN
♅ Predetermined options were between two. as he had but two forefront ideas of what would happen. The first, if the boy was to RESPOND he would give words once more, though picky they may be. The other was if a leave were to be taken. VALTIEL HAD DECISION FOR THAT AS WELL. Follow. a small self task crafted. Seconds ticked by before the answer was given to which he shall go towards.
MOVEMENT WAS THE ANSWER
♅ Quick, the action of ESCAPE OR AVOIDANCE. of course, of course. The echo of gait remained as it became thinner, until it WASN’T. That was of no concern; tracing was not of fault or difficulty. There was no hurry to his following in the path mirrored in the reflective world he dwelled in. time had no strangulation on him right now. And even as Valtiel lingered outside the corresponding doorway, there was no push to make themselves KNOWN once more.
♅ It was WAITING once more that feel upon him; seeing what would happen without action, letting the UNNECESSARY time settle its dust so more may be added upon the flakes of forgotten. seconds left to rot and join. Patience was well adjusted within the flesh of the monster, even if too much ALOTTED would be desecrated in place of action to certain occasions. he wanted to know. Would he remain for now, what was the PLAN of youth if one existed. Also the Bear was....odd. The static was far from abnormal to him- but it was technology that brought it. Odd Odd.

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♅ COMMUNICATION ♅
Valtiel has three ways of communicating, if it so chooses to do so; physical/’beastial’, writing, and ‘speech’. That order is general preference as well; using physical most and speech least. Physical refers not just to actions such as directing head towards locations, hand motions, and rather rudimentary ways of displaying what they mean, but also rather ‘animalistic’ noises. This can range from growls, groans, hisses, and even purrs, clicks, and hums. Nor is it limited to natural noises; in all retrospect they will seem distorted natural or that which is not common to human ears.
Then there is writing, or different version of it. In Silent Hill, Valtiel will manipulate rust, shadows, blood, or other stains to form words wherever it so desires- or leave one to be found later. Using this, the words can be legible and neat to an extent; given the matter chosen and how it naturally acts. However, outside of Silent Hill if so it dwells, it typically abandons these methods as that requires some aspect of drawing the Otherworld around the area; an unnecessary use of power in other locations if it does not require to draw it prior. Therefor, they will typically write by their own means then; crayons, markers, blood, grease, dirt- whatever it may find to use to write. Given the form of its hands and the movement they usually are afflicted by, this writing is a lot less neat but is legible.
The latter, speech, is rarely used unless under certain specifications; a brain pattern different then a mortals, necessity, or under a certain type of trust. This is because Valtiel, being a deity/divine, their voice is highly damaging- even being the technical messenger of the Goddess; their messages were, in a sense reserved for those that could properly handle them- and the voice of god so to speak. To a general human brain, their voice would cause mass headaches, damages, hallucinations, brain pattern disruption, and long exposure can cause far worse including irreparable damages. And even then, this ‘voice’ is no more a type of telepathy- the true voice of Valtiel, the vocal version, has a much greater effect to those that are not of correct mentality; so only a handful of beings have heard his true voice. Such as God and the others under her hierarchy.
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