On cast drama of the brand of crazy that only Silent Hill can offer.

[foolishwren]

I don't understand why it couldn't just be like it was back there in Silent Hill. I was ready to kill her then and I WOULD'VE if she hadn't done herself in first with-- ... well, you know.

So why the hell couldn't I do it now?!

Nothing's changed!

She still hates Dad, she still thinks she was right, she still thinks Mo-- ... that Dahlia was a friggin' saint.

So why couldn't I kill her?

She murdered my father and put me through hell. It should have been the most simple thing in the universe and instead it got so damn complicated and she was on the ground looking up at me and I couldn't do it, and everyone's angry at me because I've been an unrepentant asshole. Hell, I'M angry at me.

Now nobody's happy and the both of us are stuck looking like marshmallows that were left over the fire too long.

I hate this.

Comments

because her backstory is Silent Hill related

[themagicgun]

[Oh hey there. Might be a little strange sight, but here's a ...gun? No wait, she's a girl now.

She recognizes those names.]

You didn't kill her?

[foolishwren]

_[Bluntly.]

No.

I didn't.

_{[Gun? Girl? WHATEVER Heather's seen.... weirder.]}

[themagicgun]

Sometimes that can be a hard choice to make.

[Simply nods. She killed hers quickly but that was her decision.]

You're from the real Silent Hill, aren't you.

[Besides having a warped version of the town in her own universe. She lives with a professional fanboy of the series.]

[foolishwren]

It didn't even feel like a choice. I just... couldn't.

_{[She briefly reaches up to scrub her hands over her face, but then looks over at the other girl oddly.]}

... Real Silent Hill?

[themagicgun]

Then you made the right choice.

[She nods.]

The real one.

Without the splinter group of the Order that started to worship the Entity.

Like mine.

[foolishwren]

... You talkin' about alternate universes or something?

[themagicgun]

Yes.

My partner deals with them a great deal.

[foolishwren]

... I guess I've heard of weirder.

So you were part of the cult?

[themagicgun]

No.

Parents were.

Lied to me. Used me. Killed me.

To make a weapon.

[Hence the gun.]

[foolishwren]

_{[Her expression darkens. As does her tone.]}

... Pfh.

Sounds like them.

[themagicgun]

They are Evil people.

[She knows Heather understands.]

They are dead now.

[foolishwren]

Good.

The less culties around, the better.

[themagicgun]

Yes.

And my partner managed to defeat the Entity.

The "god' they worshiped.

[foolishwren]

The less gods around, the better, too.

Trilby may as well be a Silent Hill character

[gentleman_thief]

It is part of the human experience. Sometimes you can't bring yourself to do something that's right and sometimes you do things you regret later.

The fact you couldn't kill an unarmed person doesn't make you any less of a person and it certainly doesn't make you wrong.

Haha, I'm unfamiliar with the character. What is he from?

[foolishwren]

Yeah, well, I managed to do a bunch of shit I regretted later even WITHOUT killing her. _{[Even if it would have been the cherry on top of the cake in terms of Things I Did That Day That Were Probably a Horrible Idea, it's still frustrating to have alienated just about everybody who cared about her, stolen from a friend, AND accidentally started a small forest fire all in the name of killing someone, only to not actually be able to kill them.]}

I promised three years ago that I'd kill her myself. Right or wrong, I didn't give a damn.

I wanna know what the hell changed since then.

_{[... Except that, well, she'd never had much of a chance to kill Claudia back then, either, so... she'll never know what would have happened.]}

He's from a free game series called the Chzo mythos series.

[gentleman_thief]

Perhaps the issue is you weren't in the heat of the moment.

I imagine the first instance was right when it was happening? Fresh in your mind?

((OOC: The second game chronologically in the series takes a good amount of inspiration from Silent Hill))

Ohhhh, cool!

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather's eyes narrow. Hot-tempered teen that she is, she never responds well to having her motivations picked apart. She had to deal with that enough after her father died and she got signed up for every BS counseling program her high school had to offer.]}

My father was murdered. That shit doesn't fade with time.

... And anyway, I was screaming at her and blasting fire everywhere and generally being totally out of control, so I'd say that yeah, it was in the heat of the moment.

_{[Or... the heat of A moment, anyway...]}

[gutter]

Coulda, shoulda, woulda. I was in that position, once.

[Kiden puts a cigarette to her lips and offers the pack to Heather.]

Go on. You look like you need it.

[foolishwren]

You were, huh. Did y'do it?

<sub>[She looks down at the box as she speaks, a hesitant grimace on her face. She may have picked the habit back up over in Abax, but A) having Dad back in Johto and B) disappointing him ENOUGH lately makes her a little reluctant.]

[But...]</sub>

... Guess it can't hurt me when it's in out-of-game limbo, right? It doesn't count.

[gutter]

Got the asshole who killed my dad all up in my grill. Right where I wanted him, too. Could've literally punched a hole in his face.

[She lets Heather draw out the cigarette, brows drawing up as if expressing exactly how little of a fuck she gives about Heather's misgivings. She plucks her lighter out of her pocket with the same hand that tucked the pack back in, and flicks it open for Heather to lean into.]

I had to pick, either getting him back or saving someone. [She draws breath.] I picked Door #2.

[foolishwren]

_{[She hesitates briefly before plucking out the cancer-stick, but eventually does. Nothing counts in limbo and it's not like she'll remember this in the places where getting cravings would be bad. IT'S OKAY.]}

... That makes sense.

There wasn't anyone to save on my end, though.

Just me and her.

<sub>[... And the FOREST ON FIRE ALL AROUND THEM but Godzilla had been the one taking care of that, not Heather.]

[She lights up the cigarette and pokes it into her mouth.]</sub>

... Did you ever find the creep again?

[gutter]

[Kiden allows herself a brief, vindicated smile.]

I didn't get him, but someone else did. Bitch got shanked by one of his own girls. [That's what you get. She turns her gaze to Heather.] Maybe I got the easy way out.

[foolishwren]

... I guess that must've been pretty satisfying anyway... even if you weren't able to do it yourself...

_{[She takes a long drag on her cigarette, coughing low in her throat for a moment while she gets used to it again.]}

Anyway... dunno if it's easier. Not sure I could've made that choice if I had to...

_{[Although maybe she COULD have. If she hadn't been able to kill Claudia even when they were the only two people for miles around...]}

oh look it's heather's favourite creeper

[metatrolled]

Well, well... should I be happy I left in time?

SHE MISSED YOU, FAVORITE CREEPER

[foolishwren]

Shut up. It's not like it helped, you leaving when you did.

<sub>[What's that? Heather admitting that him going away was something she hadn't liked? HELL HAS FROZEN OVER.]

[... But it's true. Less out of any affection for him and more because his presence in Johto had almost been a mitigating force on Claudia's. Having them both, with one understanding more about the truth... And after the conversation they'd had after Claudia's first disappearance on the topic of Dahlia... it hadn't been NICE by any stretch of the imagination, but...]</sub>

HE MISSED HER IN HIS OWN LITTLE WAY OF HAVING SOMEONE TO TEASE

[metatrolled]

Are you unhappy I left? And I thought you didn't care...

[The situation amuses him more than pleases him; to think that the Heather might have wanted him to stay... It fills his ego.]

It's not like I had a choice. Personally, I preferred being alive.

WHAT A HAPPY DYSFUNCTIONAL LITTLE CAST

[foolishwren]

I don't. Not in the way you probably WISH I did, anyway.

_{[But it's grousing mostly for the sake of grousing. She's still too worked-up over what happened with Claudia to be nearly as irritated with him as she might otherwise have been. After all... she hated them both, but out of the two, Vincent is the only one she never wanted dead.]}

Anyway, your fucking cat is a bitch. She won't listen to a word I say.