Where can I find that amazing olive patch jacket! 😀
Amazon, and the patches are from etsy
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Where can I find that amazing olive patch jacket! 😀
Amazon, and the patches are from etsy
Hello! I saw your post of your SH collection and I am dying to know where you got your James jacket! It looks so good!! Would you mind letting me know where I could maybe get one, if they’re still being made? Thank you very much :)
Super late but the jacket is from Amazon and the patches are from etsy!
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Ja̕M̛E̵s͟…o̡ooh̶h͜ḩ J͢A̕ME͝s̵sSSS ͟ ̶ ̡ D̀o Yo̴U͘ mi͜S̸S your̢ Ma̕rY͘ ̶ ̛ ́P҉Re͠CIO͜US S̴wE͠Et ͟MaR̕Y?̨ ̵ ̷ ̶ Ho͜W ́d̡o͠eS ̢i̢t FE͟e̷Ĺ ͝K̸N͝OwI̸N͢Ģ Y̕OU ̴B̀ET҉RÀY͝E̶D H҉ER?͠
The man was visibly worn out, his journey through Silent Hill wearing him down like a rock beneath a waterfall. Exhaustion shown on his face, eyes once filled with hope, are dulled over with sorrow, his once pristine jacket was stained with blood and gunpowder of fending off the various monsters of the town.
It felt like he had been in the town for weeks, but, it had only been a day or so. Only a few days ago he was driving to Silent Hill, searching for his wife.
“I...” He started, looking off into space, bags under his eyes. He was hungry, running around the town depleting his energy. His shoulders felt heavy, he wanted nothing more than to lie down, and sleep for the next few days. And pretend this entire thing never happened.
But, pretending that something never happened, is what got him into this whole mess in the first place.
She was his everything, and he completely took it all away. He deserved this, all of this, every single creature in this town, every strike of a nurse’s pipe. It was for him, and he knew this.
But Mary, Mary never deserved this, any of this. Didn’t deserve his not-so-slightly alcoholic tendencies, didn’t deserve that horrible disease, and certainly didn’t get the death that she got.
“I deserve this, I killed the only person that I truly cared about.” Mary was his everything, without her, there was no meaning any longer.
Silent Hill 3 is still one of my favorite games ever
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Debuted Mary Sunderland at Kumoricon this year! I absolutely love wearing this :)
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Didn’t have a James Sunderland cosplayer, so, I ended up just carrying my James jacket around and my Maria and I took turns slipping it over our cosplays for photos :)
I may or may not have forgotten about this blog oops
anyone care for a starter?
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In my restless dreams, I see that town…
Silent Hill.
You promised me you’d take me there again someday. But you never did.
Well, I’m alone there now, In our ‘special place’… Waiting for you.
Waiting for you to come to see me.
But you never do.
And so I wait, wrapped in my cocoon of pain and loneliness.
I know I’ve done a terrible thing to you. Something you’ll never forgive me for.
I wish I could change that, but I can’t.
I feel so pathetic and ugly laying here, waiting for you…
Every day I stare up at the cracks in the ceiling and all I can think about is how unfair it all is…
The doctor came today. He told me I could go home for a short stay.
It’s not that I’m getting better. It’s just that this may be my last chance.
I think you know what I mean.
Even so, I’m glad to be coming home. I’ve missed you terribly.
But I’m afraid, James. I’m afraid you don’t really want me to come home.
Whenever you come see me, I can tell how hard it is on you…
I don’t know if you hate me or pity me, or maybe I just disgust you…
I’m sorry about that.
When I first learned that I was going to die, I just didn’t want to accept it.
I was so angry all the time and I struck out at everyone I loved the most… Especially you, James.
That’s why I understand if you do hate me.
But I want you to know this, James.
I’ll always love you.
Even though our life together had to end like this, I still wouldn’t trade it for the world. We had some wonderful years together.
Well, this letter has gone on too long, so I’ll say goodbye.
I told the nurse to give this to you after I’m gone.
That means that as you read this, I’m already dead.
I can’t tell you to remember me, but I can’t bear for you to forget me.
These last few years since I became ill… I’m so sorry for what I did to you, did to us…
You’ve given me so much and I haven’t been able to return a single thing.
That’s why I want you to live for yourself now. Do what’s best for you, James.
James…
You made me happy.
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