Pyramid Head

Pyramid Head roleplay blog. Fine with crossovers. RP can be NSFW (Smutty) but it's optional. Looking forward to roleplaying with people on here :)

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Pyramid head began dragging his great knife behind him. He moved surprisingly quickly along the concrete streets of Silent Hill. He took her to a small alleyway close the the Alchemilla Hospital.

Exhaustion was visible on her face and in the way she walked, like her limbs were made of solid lead, or of a similar weight to the large weapon that the hulking beast was dragging behind him. 

But, she had endured such a long day. From the nightmare in the mall, to the nightmare in the subway, to finding her father deceased, and Claudia just making it all work. Vincent- she wasn’t sure what to make of the guy. He seemed like he might be trying to help her, but, he seemed to be hiding something, possibly greater motives. He seemed like he didn’t want this God being born. And she didn’t want it any more than he did. 

Gun was drawn as they approached the alleyway. She didn’t like the idea of being in such an enclosed space with this thing. Although, she didn’t think he would be able to fight very well in a tight area such as this, but, things in this town seemed to be surprising her often. 

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At the end of the alleyway there's was a large, circular door. There was a hand imprint in the circular door's centre. Pyramid Head slowly pointed at the door.

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Open Starter

It was a quiet day in Silent Hill. There hadn’t been many humans or other beings in Silent Hill for quite a few weeks now, no entertainment for all of the creatures that the town is harbouring. Pyramid Head wandered the streets, dragging his great knife behind him. But then he noticed something, or someone to his left…

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

The fog had thankfully let up slightly, brown eyes searching, scavenging for anything that could assist her on her adventure through the nightmare that was Silent Hill.

Her wrist ached and throbbed from the constant kickback of the black sleek handgun that she held onto like a lifeline, the crosshatch pattern of the grip was softly reprinted and indented onto the flesh of the palm of her hand; only causing her more discomfort.

Heather sighed as she pushed her bangs out of her face, boots almost silent as she ran down the sidewalks of Silent Hill. 

The insulated vest kept her body primarily warm, but, her arms were bare to the immense fog; same with her legs. She was prepared, yet, at the same time, completely unprepared for the mission she had been literally tossed into with no indication or warning. 

But, that didn’t matter. She needed to find Claudia. She didn’t need to, but, she wanted to. Badly. 

Her father. He had claimed to be the strongest man in the world. He was a liar. She had to just leave him in the bedroom, covered with a white sheet. Douglas had been helpful, trying his best to console the teen who had just lost her father in a split second, being thrown into the world of Silent Hill, engulfed entirely by its nightmares. 

Sometimes, it felt like a dream, but, the rest, it felt all too real. That… thing… twitching head, turning valves, crawling around, following her. No one could dream that up. Not even a a child could believe what she had seen already. 

She glanced down at her map- a gift from Vincent. She needed to get to Lakeside Amusement Park, apparently the church was on the other side of it. Shouldn’t be too hard to find, but, the fog was still thick enough that she couldn’t see the park in the vast distance. Only fog. It seemed the town was endless, she seemed she had been walking for ages in the same direction, yet, didn’t feel she was even going anywhere. 

“Just the town, relax,” she muttered to herself.

She stopped dead in her tracks, handgun immediately lifted, pointing at the large creature as she took a few large steps back, finger on the trigger. 

This was a new one, she had yet to encounter this type of monster in Silent Hill, he seemed more sturdy than the other ones she had seen currently. 

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He turned his triangular head in the direction of the young woman, confused by her presence. Half of him wanted to execute this strange female, yet the other wanted to protect her. He felt as if he had to protect her, just like Alessa.

But this wasn’t Alessa? How could it be? There was conflict inside his rusty metal encased mind.

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He didn’t appear to be attacking her, but… could he even see? He obviously knew that Heather was standing there, somehow. It didn’t make sense, but, then again, did anything in this town truly make any sense?

The gun made a soft click as the safety was turned back on, she didn’t feel like accidentally shooting herself.

It was silent for a few  moments, her watch emitting a nearly silent beep as the indication that another hour had passed.

Time moved so… odd… here. It seemed she had been here for hours, if not days, running around, lost, in the fog. Evading monsters, dealing with Vincent. But, in reality, it had only been a couple of hours.

She was tired, bags were visible under her eyes, redness from crying caused by visions and flashbacks of the past, of her father, of Harry Mason. She needed to sit and rest, but, there was no where safe in Silent Hill to truly do so.

[pyramid-head-rp]

The tall judge, jury and executioner decided to do something very unexpected. He reached an arm out, as if to say ‘Come with me, I’ll look after you…’ Although he couldn’t actually speak. He made low bass, grumble noises.

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Gun clicked again, safety immediately turning off, as if he would suddenly lash out and harm her with that oversized blade he was wielding.

Boots shifted against the frigid concrete beneath them both as she moved a bit closer to him, staying well out of not only his arms lengths reach, but, also staying far enough that if he were to take a swing at her, it wouldn’t reach her; or, it would at least give her some decent reaction time.

He seemed at least slightly able to communicate, not only that, but, seemed somewhat intelligent. Instead of aimlessly attacking, seemed to stop, and think, before acting. She didn’t see that very often, it was slightly confusing. 

“Wait,” she immediately took a few steps back. “You’re not with her right? Claudia?” She asked, frowning, grip tightening on her gun.

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His head shook slowly, his body was still. He was going to take her to what he knew as home. He reached his arm out further as if he was saying. ‘Come on, quickly’

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She was hesitant, grip not letting up on the black handgun that she had found in the shopping mall.

She wiped one of her eyes, trying her best to run the exhaustion away, trying to wake up. As if this all was just one endless nightmare. As if she would wake up in her bed, her father rushing onto her room after hearing her loud cries. As if he would make her a cup of hot chocolate.

But, this wasn’t a nightmare. She wasn’t going to wake up. Her father was dead. And she was in Silent Hill. Douglas was running around somewhere, probably trying to find her. She hoped he was alright.

She slid the handgun into the back pocket of her skirt, the chill of the cold metal slowly seeping through the thick green denim material.

“Alright,” she whispered softly, still not completely trusting of him.

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Pyramid head began dragging his great knife behind him. He moved surprisingly quickly along the concrete streets of Silent Hill. He took her to a small alleyway close the the Alchemilla Hospital.

[pyramid-head-rp]

Open Starter

It was a quiet day in Silent Hill. There hadn’t been many humans or other beings in Silent Hill for quite a few weeks now, no entertainment for all of the creatures that the town is harbouring. Pyramid Head wandered the streets, dragging his great knife behind him. But then he noticed something, or someone to his left…

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

The fog had thankfully let up slightly, brown eyes searching, scavenging for anything that could assist her on her adventure through the nightmare that was Silent Hill.

Her wrist ached and throbbed from the constant kickback of the black sleek handgun that she held onto like a lifeline, the crosshatch pattern of the grip was softly reprinted and indented onto the flesh of the palm of her hand; only causing her more discomfort.

Heather sighed as she pushed her bangs out of her face, boots almost silent as she ran down the sidewalks of Silent Hill. 

The insulated vest kept her body primarily warm, but, her arms were bare to the immense fog; same with her legs. She was prepared, yet, at the same time, completely unprepared for the mission she had been literally tossed into with no indication or warning. 

But, that didn’t matter. She needed to find Claudia. She didn’t need to, but, she wanted to. Badly. 

Her father. He had claimed to be the strongest man in the world. He was a liar. She had to just leave him in the bedroom, covered with a white sheet. Douglas had been helpful, trying his best to console the teen who had just lost her father in a split second, being thrown into the world of Silent Hill, engulfed entirely by its nightmares. 

Sometimes, it felt like a dream, but, the rest, it felt all too real. That… thing… twitching head, turning valves, crawling around, following her. No one could dream that up. Not even a a child could believe what she had seen already. 

She glanced down at her map- a gift from Vincent. She needed to get to Lakeside Amusement Park, apparently the church was on the other side of it. Shouldn’t be too hard to find, but, the fog was still thick enough that she couldn’t see the park in the vast distance. Only fog. It seemed the town was endless, she seemed she had been walking for ages in the same direction, yet, didn’t feel she was even going anywhere. 

“Just the town, relax,” she muttered to herself.

She stopped dead in her tracks, handgun immediately lifted, pointing at the large creature as she took a few large steps back, finger on the trigger. 

This was a new one, she had yet to encounter this type of monster in Silent Hill, he seemed more sturdy than the other ones she had seen currently. 

[pyramid-head-rp]

He turned his triangular head in the direction of the young woman, confused by her presence. Half of him wanted to execute this strange female, yet the other wanted to protect her. He felt as if he had to protect her, just like Alessa.

But this wasn’t Alessa? How could it be? There was conflict inside his rusty metal encased mind.

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

He didn’t appear to be attacking her, but… could he even see? He obviously knew that Heather was standing there, somehow. It didn’t make sense, but, then again, did anything in this town truly make any sense?

The gun made a soft click as the safety was turned back on, she didn’t feel like accidentally shooting herself.

It was silent for a few  moments, her watch emitting a nearly silent beep as the indication that another hour had passed.

Time moved so… odd… here. It seemed she had been here for hours, if not days, running around, lost, in the fog. Evading monsters, dealing with Vincent. But, in reality, it had only been a couple of hours.

She was tired, bags were visible under her eyes, redness from crying caused by visions and flashbacks of the past, of her father, of Harry Mason. She needed to sit and rest, but, there was no where safe in Silent Hill to truly do so.

[pyramid-head-rp]

The tall judge, jury and executioner decided to do something very unexpected. He reached an arm out, as if to say ‘Come with me, I’ll look after you…’ Although he couldn’t actually speak. He made low bass, grumble noises.

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

Gun clicked again, safety immediately turning off, as if he would suddenly lash out and harm her with that oversized blade he was wielding.

Boots shifted against the frigid concrete beneath them both as she moved a bit closer to him, staying well out of not only his arms lengths reach, but, also staying far enough that if he were to take a swing at her, it wouldn’t reach her; or, it would at least give her some decent reaction time.

He seemed at least slightly able to communicate, not only that, but, seemed somewhat intelligent. Instead of aimlessly attacking, seemed to stop, and think, before acting. She didn’t see that very often, it was slightly confusing. 

“Wait,” she immediately took a few steps back. “You’re not with her right? Claudia?” She asked, frowning, grip tightening on her gun.

[pyramid-head-rp]

His head shook slowly, his body was still. He was going to take her to what he knew as home. He reached his arm out further as if he was saying. 'Come on, quickly'

[pyramid-head-rp]

Open Starter

It was a quiet day in Silent Hill. There hadn’t been many humans or other beings in Silent Hill for quite a few weeks now, no entertainment for all of the creatures that the town is harbouring. Pyramid Head wandered the streets, dragging his great knife behind him. But then he noticed something, or someone to his left…

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

The fog had thankfully let up slightly, brown eyes searching, scavenging for anything that could assist her on her adventure through the nightmare that was Silent Hill.

Her wrist ached and throbbed from the constant kickback of the black sleek handgun that she held onto like a lifeline, the crosshatch pattern of the grip was softly reprinted and indented onto the flesh of the palm of her hand; only causing her more discomfort.

Heather sighed as she pushed her bangs out of her face, boots almost silent as she ran down the sidewalks of Silent Hill. 

The insulated vest kept her body primarily warm, but, her arms were bare to the immense fog; same with her legs. She was prepared, yet, at the same time, completely unprepared for the mission she had been literally tossed into with no indication or warning. 

But, that didn’t matter. She needed to find Claudia. She didn’t need to, but, she wanted to. Badly. 

Her father. He had claimed to be the strongest man in the world. He was a liar. She had to just leave him in the bedroom, covered with a white sheet. Douglas had been helpful, trying his best to console the teen who had just lost her father in a split second, being thrown into the world of Silent Hill, engulfed entirely by its nightmares. 

Sometimes, it felt like a dream, but, the rest, it felt all too real. That… thing… twitching head, turning valves, crawling around, following her. No one could dream that up. Not even a a child could believe what she had seen already. 

She glanced down at her map- a gift from Vincent. She needed to get to Lakeside Amusement Park, apparently the church was on the other side of it. Shouldn’t be too hard to find, but, the fog was still thick enough that she couldn’t see the park in the vast distance. Only fog. It seemed the town was endless, she seemed she had been walking for ages in the same direction, yet, didn’t feel she was even going anywhere. 

“Just the town, relax,” she muttered to herself.

She stopped dead in her tracks, handgun immediately lifted, pointing at the large creature as she took a few large steps back, finger on the trigger. 

This was a new one, she had yet to encounter this type of monster in Silent Hill, he seemed more sturdy than the other ones she had seen currently. 

[pyramid-head-rp]

He turned his triangular head in the direction of the young woman, confused by her presence. Half of him wanted to execute this strange female, yet the other wanted to protect her. He felt as if he had to protect her, just like Alessa.

But this wasn’t Alessa? How could it be? There was conflict inside his rusty metal encased mind.

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

He didn’t appear to be attacking her, but… could he even see? He obviously knew that Heather was standing there, somehow. It didn’t make sense, but, then again, did anything in this town truly make any sense?

The gun made a soft click as the safety was turned back on, she didn’t feel like accidentally shooting herself.

It was silent for a few  moments, her watch emitting a nearly silent beep as the indication that another hour had passed.

Time moved so… odd… here. It seemed she had been here for hours, if not days, running around, lost, in the fog. Evading monsters, dealing with Vincent. But, in reality, it had only been a couple of hours.

She was tired, bags were visible under her eyes, redness from crying caused by visions and flashbacks of the past, of her father, of Harry Mason. She needed to sit and rest, but, there was no where safe in Silent Hill to truly do so.

[pyramid-head-rp]

The tall judge, jury and executioner decided to do something very unexpected. He reached an arm out, as if to say 'Come with me, I'll look after you...' Although he couldn't actually speak. He made low bass, grumble noises.

[pyramid-head-rp]

Open Starter

It was a quiet day in Silent Hill. There hadn’t been many humans or other beings in Silent Hill for quite a few weeks now, no entertainment for all of the creatures that the town is harbouring. Pyramid Head wandered the streets, dragging his great knife behind him. But then he noticed something, or someone to his left…

[looks-like-god-didnt-make-it]

The fog had thankfully let up slightly, brown eyes searching, scavenging for anything that could assist her on her adventure through the nightmare that was Silent Hill.

Her wrist ached and throbbed from the constant kickback of the black sleek handgun that she held onto like a lifeline, the crosshatch pattern of the grip was softly reprinted and indented onto the flesh of the palm of her hand; only causing her more discomfort.

Heather sighed as she pushed her bangs out of her face, boots almost silent as she ran down the sidewalks of Silent Hill. 

The insulated vest kept her body primarily warm, but, her arms were bare to the immense fog; same with her legs. She was prepared, yet, at the same time, completely unprepared for the mission she had been literally tossed into with no indication or warning. 

But, that didn’t matter. She needed to find Claudia. She didn’t need to, but, she wanted to. Badly. 

Her father. He had claimed to be the strongest man in the world. He was a liar. She had to just leave him in the bedroom, covered with a white sheet. Douglas had been helpful, trying his best to console the teen who had just lost her father in a split second, being thrown into the world of Silent Hill, engulfed entirely by its nightmares. 

Sometimes, it felt like a dream, but, the rest, it felt all too real. That… thing… twitching head, turning valves, crawling around, following her. No one could dream that up. Not even a a child could believe what she had seen already. 

She glanced down at her map- a gift from Vincent. She needed to get to Lakeside Amusement Park, apparently the church was on the other side of it. Shouldn’t be too hard to find, but, the fog was still thick enough that she couldn’t see the park in the vast distance. Only fog. It seemed the town was endless, she seemed she had been walking for ages in the same direction, yet, didn’t feel she was even going anywhere. 

“Just the town, relax,” she muttered to herself.

She stopped dead in her tracks, handgun immediately lifted, pointing at the large creature as she took a few large steps back, finger on the trigger. 

This was a new one, she had yet to encounter this type of monster in Silent Hill, he seemed more sturdy than the other ones she had seen currently. 

[pyramid-head-rp]

He turned his triangular head in the direction of the young woman, confused by her presence. Half of him wanted to execute this strange female, yet the other wanted to protect her. He felt as if he had to protect her, just like Alessa.

But this wasn't Alessa? How could it be? There was conflict inside his rusty metal encased mind.

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It was a quiet day in Silent Hill. There hadn't been many humans or other beings in Silent Hill for quite a few weeks now, no entertainment for all of the creatures that the town is harbouring. Pyramid Head wandered the streets, dragging his great knife behind him. But then he noticed something, or someone to his left...