#goblinmuses

[basketofbrokenboys]

"Bro... WHAT THE FUCK-"

[nervousleader]

Don't ask him why he's blushing.

[rotten-rabbit-pizzaria]

@goblinmuses liked for a Springtrap starter

As steadily as he could, Springtrap removed one of the circular blades from his shredding buddy to examine the damage.

It was rough; scratches and grooves were etched into the metal from the blade resisting the motor. He was starting to think that this last survivor had such a thick skull that it actually damaged his machine. The poor thing...

He was as focused as a survivor working on a generator. Now would be a great time to sneak up on him if one were so inclined.

[cyberlifeceo]

There is a series of strange metallic noises, coming from outside not far from his house. Oddly animalistic in nature, but still very robotic in it's tone. A strange mismatched creature lay half hidden in a bush, clearly very injured. It's eyes flicker in and out as it looks at whoever approached it, before it faded to black...seemingly out cold now.

@goblinmuses [[Yeets my Silvally at Elijah uwu]]

He doesn't recognize the sounds. They certainly aren't from any creature he recognizes; human, animal, or otherwise. Elijah went outside, starting from the house towards the sound. At first the sound made him think it was an injured android. But as he got closer he realized it was in fact a creature. And it was hurt.

"Oh dear..." He breathed as he carefully moved closer. Elijah gingerly reached out, laying a lightly calloused hand on its side. "I'm not going to hurt you," he soothed gently. "I want to help."

[basketofbrokenboys]

The sounds of scraping metal can be heard somewhere in the resort, something heavy was moving around Ormand...

A figure donning a pyramid helmet was looking toward a certain legion leader, curiously.

@goblinmuses [[ idk PH wanted to check out the legion lol ]]

Frank can hear the sound, hackles raised as he looks around for the sound. His hand holds tight to his knife, ready to strike at who or whatever was in his domain. Though the thought goes out the window when he sees the imposing figure in the doorway of the room.

The teen goes up and over the back of the couch with a yelp. He knows how powerful that supernatural thing is and doesn't know why it's here. His head pops up from behind the couch.

"The fuck do you want?!" he shouts at the thing. Frank was guilty of a lot of things that Pyramid Head would find interesting.

[nervousleader]

What the fuck is happening?

[basketofbrokenboys]

A large creature stands in his apartment. seemingly like a statue, if not for the strange breathing coming from within the large, geometrical helmet it wore.

@goblinmuses [[Sorry Henry, PH says Hi]]

He'd gone to grab the camera from his room. Something about the day had compelled him to want to go out and take a few shots around town. It reminded him a lot of the his time trapped in his apartment, travelling between the other worlds. He wanted to recapture the feeling it gave him. Not out of anything strange or missing that part of his life. But to show others that feeling of uncertainty and strangeness.

The camera bag was grabbed off the desk and he turned back to the hallway. Henry stepped out, only to stare at the figure at the end of it. The bag was dropped, suddenly forgotten. Eyes widen in fear and awe of the creature before him.

He'd only ever seen the creature in paintings. Paintings that hung on the walls of the historical society in Silent Hill. It was called "Misty day, remains of the judgement", wasn't it? The executioners that wore masks so not to witness the deaths they carried out. They were the ones that executed the criminals that were brought to Silent Hill, to Toluca Prison.

So why was there one in his house?

[basketofbrokenboys]

"DANNY WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"