ITT: Our car broke down in Silent Hill

Oh great, now we're split and we have no warning if we wander away from the car. *Opens up boot* That's what you get for passing out in there.

But you put me in here!

Well you were making a fuss! I did warn you not to interrupt the headbanging session during Bohemian Rhapsody!

-meanwhile, a loud scream rings out from the fog-

-Hears scream and sighs- This is what happens when we split up and wander off. Bad things. Oh well, let's see what's causing the screaming.

Oh, sure thing. I totally love creepypastas like this. Where should we check first?

.*hears "Baby, baby, baby,"*. .*dies*.

-hears the scream- Good luck with that. -closes the car boot-

All right. I've got the Armalite, and Lady Gaga here has a machete. We're set.

Wait, the car has a trunk and a boot? Does it have a bonnet and a hood?

A creepy guy with an axe on his belt carrying a shovel on his shoulder suddenly appeared from the undergrowth.

What are you doing with the two cars over there, one with a boot and bonnet and another with a trunk and a hood? Quit making so much noise! There are local crazies here.

He disappeared into the undergrowth.

edited 29th Oct '10 11:21:01 PM by Blurring

-holding a machete- Look, I keep telling you, I'm not really Lady Gaga! This is just my Halloween outfit! Now, LET'S DO THIS!

Keep telling yourself that.

-walks into town- I'm going to go look in this apartment to see if I can find any weapons, anyone want to come?

Sure, I'll go. Going alone in this town isn't a good idea, and any weapons we can get our hands on would certainly help. I wonder if we can find a pokeball...

Great, let's go! -walks in- Hm, it's pretty dark in here, do you have a light?

-checks pockets- Huh, doesn't look like it. Must have left the emergency torch in my other emergency jacket. Looks like we'll just have to brave the darkness.

-A man in a torn and tattered black jacket runs towards the group- (huff) (huff) Hide me from them, Please!!!

-Turns on head lamp, only to see DISHEVELED MAN.-

Stop! I've got crowbarkind!

The creepy guy with an axe on his belt carrying a shovel on his shoulder reappeared again.

"Be careful with dishevelled men, they attract crazies."

He disappeared again into the undergrowth.

Crazies, eh? Shootable crazies, I hope.

I'M NOT CRAZY!!! hehehehehehe... -there are clawing, scraping noises coming from the distance-

-BRANDISHES CROWBAR-

Show us your inventory allegedly sane man!

-I present a collection of blood-coated thingamajigs-

A creepy voice from the under-brush
Now look what you done, you just call the weregator ninjas here. I'll leave if I were you.

-Wanders about wearing armor made of various cosplay gear-

-Bashes up a few random Mooks-