P Y R A M I D

❝ why should you be afraid to die? your soul has been dead for a long long time . . . ❞

[ofsilenthill]

                          ❝   𝘼𝙣𝙙 ꁕꋫ꒓ꀗꁹꍟꌚꌚ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 ꁕꍟꏸꋫꐟ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 ꒓ꍟꁕ ꁕꍟꋫ꓅ꑛ                                                    𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 .  ❞                                                                                                             est. 22nd june 2020

[ofsilenthill]

sup, i like, would’ve ended my hiatus long already but tw death

my dad passed away unexpectedly, so i really just... didn’t have time nor muse nor anything haha sorry...

[ofsilenthill]

hiatus notice,

it’s probably been rather obvious from my lack of activity, but i thought it was time to make it official.                   ofsilenthill is on hiatus.

my mental health isn’t the best in winter, even less so this year. so i think it’s best if i step away from this muse for a bit. i’m really, really sorry for letting you all down, leaving you hanging.                    i’ll be back. soon, hopefully.

[ofsilenthill]

; replies incoming

[ofsilenthill]

@naivefrenzy​ cont. from x.

          ◬

well, that was an inherently different reaction than the one he got from her annoying friend... who knew if it was all just an act?                                       he knew. he could feel them, her emotions.    he knew. ever so slowly, the red pyramid moved closer. a strong arm reached down to grab the smaller killer, going for her throat, bringing her closer to— well, whatever “eye level” was for him. he could taste them, her emotions. a black appendage slithered free from its caged head, the tongue squirming, tasting the air like a snake would. his signature, rather “hands on” approach to things... he needed to be up close to his future victims. that way he could judge them.     thoroughly.                             was she speaking the truth?

[ofsilenthill]

" i-i'm sorry- i'll leave! " // have susie accidentally stumbling into midwich to bump into BIG TRIANGLE BOI and be spooked!

he had grown used to... disruptions.     intruders. he had no choice but to, with how frequently someone decided it was fun, or maybe their right, to come here.     foolish.     another one.     a killer,     again. one he... did not remember having encountered before? confusion quickly switched with curiosity, head tilting. one of the smaller ones... then again, over which killer did he not tower? different pointers lead him to believe, though, that this was one of frank’s friends, which had him tighten the grip on the great knife. a threatening, low growl left the brute.             what did she want?             had she come to mock him, too?

[luvervinyl]

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[hopinglimelight]

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[ofsilenthill]

Blond. Kinda tall. Looks like he killed his wife — oh wait.

that... sadly sounds to be his blond indeed. — hold up, who says he cares about him? he DOESN’T. don’t look at him like that.

[ofsilenthill]

i killed your blond friend(s). 🤙🏻

a curious tilt of his heavy head. which one? you gotta specify. there’s only one blond he’d care about.

[entaetis-deactivated20211016]

@ofsilenthill​. pyramid ;

          SHE COULD FEEL HER grasp unintentionally tightening in another terra-world and with that, an entrance opening. WHO — someone was reaching through the door, heavy steps echoing through the dimly lit street. she couldn’t immediately tell if it was a human at all, although it MOSTLY looked like one. except for the head. 

          she phased into her human shape and walked towards the overwhelming presence of that CREATURE. the closer she got, the more she believed there was no way in heaven or hell that it was mortal. ❝ who are you? ❞ she demanded, albeit very softly.  ❝ why do you trespass? ❞

[ofsilenthill]

something had... changed. he’d realized it almost immediately, but it had taken him a bit to figure; just what, and where was it?                                            midwich.                 and what to do about it?                 investigate. the red god stepped through the veil. what greeted him was... unexpected, to say the least. to the untrained eye, one might argue nothing had changed at all. but not to him. and that is why he felt... irritation. rather than confusion.       he couldn’t be fooled. but what is this, what was going on? the red pyramid swayed slightly, side to side, to assess. to reach out. and he was almost immediately joined by what became the only other presence he could sense in this copy of his home. slowly, the red god turned, the great knife tightly held to his side. a presence;               not human, though it wished to look like one. a presence;                          strong. very much alike, but so very         different. if the being hadn’t been, he would’ve simply ignored her. so the dark murmurs of twisted angels and lesser gods, nonverbal and yet never clearer, brought her an answer – of sorts, at least – should she be capable of understanding.                                                                        why did Y O U trespass?

[stainedbytheevilsofthisworld]

[ofsilenthill]

you just grunt. noted.

[ nonverbal S̨̻̖͑̂͞H̨̖̻̦ͫͭ̊͠͝U̢ͭT̵ ̸͘҉Tͭͪ̍ͧ̽͗̿͠HE̵̛͈̜̯̺͓͔͝ͅ ̴̡̨͗̎̾̐̐ͤͯ̇̔̓͌ͬF̛̭͖͚̥͂̇ͪ̀͜U͠C̳͙̤̏̿ͮK̷͖̬̯̺͗͊̈̊ͩͅ ̴̢̩̖̙͈̳̟͈̻̹͇̻̭͚̯ͩͤ̒̈͆̔ͩ̓̔ͩ̄ͦ̅ͣŨ̐͊ͤ͂̊̉͜P̫͕͓͕̻̲ͧ̄ͣ̓ͮͧ  intensifies ]

[ofsilenthill]

a friend of mine made me do it

[stainedbytheevilsofthisworld]

[ofsilenthill]

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[ultimateanna]

Silent Hill 2 - Pyramid Head

[ofsilenthill]

❛ what , you’re going to kill me? ❜

shouldn’t come as a surprise to her, now, should it. he’d done it before — pretty much with a guarantee that he’d do it time and time again.       if prompted.       if provoked. and this... pesky little thing sure proved she liked to challenge him. great knife raised, it hovered. in waiting. until he’d swing it to strike. but what was he waiting for? did he hesitate? NO. he never hesitated.          so what was he doing?                                                 letting her anticipate the inescapable moment                                                 that his blade would cut through her body once again.                                                 she liked the suffering, didn’t she?                                                                so he’d make her s u f f e r .