Horror Settings Meme
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<<1>> Sell their houses to who, Ben? Fucking Aquaman?
Something is very wrong with this town. It isn't a secret-- society just doesn't care enough to give you a way out. Maybe there's an opening to hell under the high school that's on the news every other week. Maybe there's a curse that possesses people and turns them into serial killers that the cops are totally disinterested in, for some reason. Maybe there are parasites in the water but, well, it would be so expensive to fix the problem and the lobbyists, you know how it is...
Whatever it is, you're stuck here.
<<2>> Harlan Ellison is marginally better than H.P. Lovecraft, I suppose.
Cosmic horror that goes on and on and on. A single discovery of a cult is nothing-- this is the ongoing stuff. A god that openly plays with you, a day that restarts over and over again, a sitcom world that keeps its status quo no matter what, the rules of the world rotting around you.
Reality isn't feeling so great.
<<3>> the horrors are returning everyone!! clap if you're excited for the horrors
The creature feature prompt. Come get your zombies, your jean jackets, your silent hill beasties. Can be anything from an outbreak to a world living in the aftermath of a global crisis, whatever flavor you're vibing with.
[weakly] did everyone have fun at the horrors
<<4>> alexa play title track by machine gun kelly
I can't name the meme after the good place and not have a hell/limbo/inescapable other dimension prompt. Go nuts with your hellscapes. Throw some Hades game in there. Get kidnapped by the fae. Have fun!
(Fun is not guaranteed.)
<<5>> yeah sure there's a secret russian base under the mall that doesn't sound stupid at all
Do you know how many fun kids shows turn into horror movies the second you don't have a monster friend or card game skills? The digimon movie is just godzilla with some little kids in it. Harry Potter was about a secret murder fascist who wanted to kill everyone not in their little magic club and they didn't like, tell people about it. I'm pretty sure Kaiba evicted an entire city and then people summoned ancient gods into it.
Also, can Stranger Things PLEASE stop sucking Reagan's dick. Yes I'm ending a horror meme with that.
Evelyn Trevelyan
Date: 2022-09-23 06:29 pm (UTC)4 - well....you DID say fae....
Date: 2022-09-24 02:34 am (UTC)Traveling through Lord Lucius's lands is always risky but today Egg is being extra careful. Lady Trevelyan said she needs food that isn't bread so this is very important. She floats through the trees, sneaks past his Red Templars, and flies up to Lady Trevelyan's room. She peeks in over the windowsill to make sure her friend is inside and is relieved to see her sitting on her bed. Perfect! She uses the windowsill as a handle to flip her body into the room.]
Hello! I'm back!
Shinji Ikari
Date: 2022-09-23 06:30 pm (UTC)Nicolae "Eddie" Simion
Date: 2022-09-23 06:31 pm (UTC)1
Date: 2022-09-24 05:32 am (UTC)The whole thing just...doesn't seem right. Why wouldn't you be able to cross the town line? She's heard adults saying that people never leave like it's a fact for her whole life, especially when she talked about wanting to leave herself. The only other person she's met who seems to think it's weird is Eddie, who is the perfect accomplice for this particular investigation.
Egg has convinced Eddie to come with her on this hike out to the town line. They're graduating this year and Egg has to know if she really is doomed to live in this same stupid town forever. She checks the map on her phone.]
Okay, we've got to be close.
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Date: 2022-09-25 02:52 am (UTC)[Ellana, on the other hand, seems to keep hope alive, even when Eddie would have assumed it was long dead. It's one of the things he likes about her-- there's a light behind her eyes that isn't common around here, a curiosity about the world and a determination that's gotten them both in trouble a few times. He trails along after her in and out of school, an oddly mismatched set.]
[He's not convinced that the whole "nobody ever leaves ooooo spooky" thing isn't some kind of metaphor, but Ellana wanted to go out and investigate, so here he is. He's smoking a cigarette as they walk, but he's got weed in his backpack, along with some snacks. The most likely outcome is that they're going to end up getting high and having a dorito-themed picnic, because what else is there to do at the edge of town? Escapable or not, it's not like there's a carnival just outside city limits.]
You think there's a sign? Like, now leaving Fucksville, population whatever the fuck?
[He takes another drag of his cigarette and squints at the grass along the side of the road.]
I sure don't see one. Actually, I don't see shit, how long's it been since a car passed?
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Date: 2022-09-25 04:24 am (UTC)Uh....
[It really has been...a while, hasn't it? Egg had been so focused on getting where they were going that she hadn't really noticed how quiet it had gotten on the road.]
Huh. At least thirty minutes? Maybe an hour? I guess no one really comes out here...Well, that works out for us, right? No one's going to run us over, anyway.
[Gotta just keep moving? Probably? Egg continues walking.]
I'm not actually sure what we should be looking for. I guess it's just as likely we'll keep walking and walking until we hit another town. That would answer that question though.
Kallian Tabris
Date: 2022-09-23 06:33 pm (UTC)3 - let's go cabin in the woods au!
Date: 2022-09-25 01:58 am (UTC)She hasn't seen Zev in the last few minutes, or really any one besides Kalli, the monsters have separated them. The boys are somewhere outside and Leliana and Morrigan are trying to find the keys to the car so they can run for it. Honey and Tabris are barricading the door to one of the bedrooms in the cabin against actively attacking monsters. Honey is not a praying woman but in this moment all she can do is hope that if there is a God out there they are listening to the desperate plea she's making that they will all make it out of this alive.
In retrospect, Honey realizes that she probably should have had more alarm bells go off when Morrigan mentioned there was no cell service. She was a little distracted, though, having been on top of her boyfriend at the time. Now it's kind of a huge problem!
Honey glances at her phone's "no service" pop up for the thousandth time and throws it against the wall.]
Fuck it! Fuck this!
[Honey gets up and moves to push the bed against the door. It's not budging. She let's out a frustrated scream.]
FUCK!!! Kalli?? What do we do????
Ellana/Egg Lavellan
Date: 2022-09-24 05:33 am (UTC)5, we're doing edgy pokemon today folks
Date: 2022-09-26 03:58 pm (UTC)[The explosion in the pokemon battling scene was obscene, the laws for the older, safer version unable to keep up with teenagers carrying dangerous, half-tame monsters into the ring to properly savage each other. The spectacle is raging while legislators try to clamp down on both the heavily-broadcast, high-prize fights themselves and the gambling that surrounds it. It's sent every kid with dreams of fame, power, or money into the weeds searching for creatures they should be keeping a respectful distance from.]
[Evelyn, whose companion pokemon is uniquely suited to field medicine, has moved from emergency services in the city to search and rescue in the woods surrounding it. Benjamin is an Ivysaur, purchased as a seedling from a breeder whose lines are bred for temperament over combat skill, most of them becoming working pokemon for pharmaceutical companies that need to collect raw pollen. Evelyn is a particularly strict trainer, and Benjamin has passed four different qualifying programs for medical use pokemon-- obedience, harvest handling, tolerance to negative stimulus, and gentleness. He stays calm under fire, trusts her implicitly, and can be trusted alone with injured children.]
[Once a week, Evelyn opens up his flower and cuts out the part of the stamen that produces poisonous pollen, leaving only the incredibly valuable sleeping powder, a powerful painkiller and soporific. He's irreplaceable, and absolutely, definitely, without question not a half-wild pet, no matter how many pokemon leagues compare their combat-trained pokemon to actual working pokemon.]
[He's proved his value today, a hundred times over. An absol had come into one of the field stations midmorning, barking its head off, and even just the officially registered trainers out in the area had numbered around three dozen. The rangers and medics had gone out to find them, only 20 minutes before the rain started. By now, Evelyn is starting to doubt that this is a natural disaster-- the flooding is kicking in too fast, doing too much damage.]
[Benjamin has stayed firm against the torrent of wind and rain, even as the water rose to his belly. He has one vine around Evelyn's waist to keep from losing her in the dark and the other lashing out in a sweep in front of them, pushing away debris. Evelyn, for her part, is carrying a young girl on her back, mercifully unconscious from a dose of sleeping powder. She doesn't know what happened to her in the storm, but there's a carefully reinforced way station up ahead, if they can just get there.]
let's goooo
Date: 2022-09-27 12:32 am (UTC)Her family was, well, nervous, to say the least, when Egg told them she wanted to travel. Even before pokeballs, hiking has always been risky with pokemon around. It's not like this desire is out of no where, though. Egg has grown up hiking with her family and learning all about the local pokemon to watch out for. The poisonous grass types, the aggressive fighting types, the territorial flying types, how best to reduce their hostility, and how to avoid them. New places mean new pokemon, though, so Egg promised her family she wouldn't go anywhere without a game plan.
After about a year of research she set off on a journey to no where in particular with a promise to her parents not to take any unnecessary risks. She's mostly just...curious. There's so much to see in the world and so much joy in the exploration, plus, she'll admit, it is kind of fun to see the pokemon from a distance. They're pretty incredible. Egg likes taking pictures when it's safe.
Most of the time she's not really close enough to take pictures. Egg carries a minimum of 25 Repels on her at all times, which she uses when anything seems to be getting too close, along with another 25 fast balls, a stun gun, a tranquilizer gun, a net, some rope...a variety of tools for a variety of purposes. It's not a cheap arsenal to keep up with so she has to pick up odd jobs here and there to restock. That's what she's doing today. Or, rather, that's what she was doing today before the storm picked up.
It's like it came out of no where. She was lucky to notice the change when she did, near a way station, and had enough sense to duck in when the rain started falling. Hopefully the person on the other end of the delivery she's supposed to be doing is an understanding type because it doesn't seem to be letting up any time soon. She plants herself in front of a window to watch the storm.
The storm looks. Bad. Dangerous. Egg can see fallen trees and signs from the window. She had no plans to leave her warm and dry shelter, crowded with trainers and other travelers, before the rain stopped but then she noticed a figure coming towards the shelter. Two figures? It's so hard to tell in the dark but there's at least one human person out there.]
Shit.
[Egg looks around the shelter for a ranger or someone who is equipped to assist in emergencies but she can't see anyone who seems to be in charge. She frowns, looks outside again. It seems like the smaller figure is a pokemon of some kind, there's no other explanation for the way the debris from the storm seems to be moving to create a path for the taller figure. That's good, but it's dark. They might not be able to see through the rain. They don't have a flashlight.
Egg takes a deep breath.]
Okay. Sorry mom and dad.
[Egg pulls her rain coat over herself and her backpack, pulls out her large flashlight, and opens the door. Time to take an unnecessary risk!
She rushes as fast as she can go, without slipping on the wet grass, towards the figures and shouts over the storm.]
Hey! Looked like you could use a hand!
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Date: 2022-09-27 01:49 am (UTC)[Egg's flashlight is easier to pick out than her voice over the wind, and Benjamin turns towards the light, bellowing a response and pushing forward determinedly. They get close enough for Evelyn to make out their savior's silhouette through the water in her eyes.]
I have an injured child with me! I can treat her but we need to get her out of the rain!
[Her voice travels well even over the noise, and there's an authority to it that gives away that she isn't blowing smoke.]
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Date: 2022-09-27 02:22 am (UTC)There's not much that Egg can do for Evelyn or the child she's carrying with the storm raging like this so she settles on leading the group. She wishes she could hold an umbrella over Evelyn but it would probably get blown away in a second. One step at a time she walks them back to the shelter. The whole way back she shines the flashlight towards their path through wet grass and mud to guide them away from tripping hazards, glancing back towards the group to make sure they're close by. All she can do is hope that they won't run into a more dangerous pokemon on their way in.
The distance isn't far, thankfully, so they make it back without incident. Egg holds the door open for the whole group on their way inside, entering last. They're greeted with several concerned looks from the others hiding out in the shelter but Egg is much more concerned with the soaking wet woman and injured child in front of her. She pulls off her rain jacket, drops it and the flashlight near the window where she had been sitting not too long ago, and rushes to Evelyn's side.]
What happened? Are you okay?
Tetsuya Kuroko
Date: 2022-09-24 05:34 am (UTC)Haruhi Fujioka
Date: 2022-09-24 05:35 am (UTC)Aerith Gainsborough
Date: 2022-09-24 05:36 am (UTC)Honey Surana
Date: 2022-09-24 05:36 am (UTC)Oren Lavellan (you're welcome)
Date: 2022-10-03 04:12 am (UTC)hell yeah hell yeah HELL YEAH (also prompt number 1)
Date: 2022-10-03 03:23 pm (UTC)[It would probably be fair to blame Fisher, but he won't. Taashath's gas mask is an older model, and he needs to change the filters in it every few days. The clips are metal, though, and they don't actually have the proprietary tools to remove them. Fisher, who has the hand strength to remove them with a pair of pliers, forgot to do it over the weekend and had to be dragged out of bed to do it before Taashath could leave the house.]
[By the time he's got the mask on and his boots secured over his leg brace, he's already late, and there's still a bike ride over to the school. Another thing they can't afford, a car that isn't liable to explode the first time they drive through the wrong patch of bad air. The roads are as barren as they usually are, and he has to go around the bloated corpse of something that might have been a deer before whatever caused the bones to grow through its neck.]
[He chains up his bike outside of the school and suffers through the wind tunnel that is the building's cheap decontamination chamber. He throws the gas mask into his bag and hurries over to the classroom--]
[Only to find the teacher isn't there yet. Ugh.]
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Date: 2022-10-04 01:29 am (UTC)He's not sure which option he'd prefer. He dreams of the days before when he didn't have to wear protective gear just to go outside. Will there ever come a day that he can see another person's face on the street without it belonging to a corpse?
When Taashath walks in the door Oren raises his hand in greeting. At least there are still some things to look forward to.]
Morning. Don't worry, you can catch your breath. Oh, actually--
[Oren leans down to dig in his backpack, pulling out a small gift. He holds it out to Taashath.]
Here, I found a pack at the corner store and thought of you.
[It's a perfectly wrapped Twinkie, miraculously uncrushed by the contents of the backpack.]
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Date: 2022-10-04 02:33 am (UTC)Hey, Oren, good morning. Thank god for that, it's been a morning.
[He was already smiling at the sight of his friend, but the gift brightens him up immensely.]
Oh, you are an angel, thank you.
[He takes his packaged treat, grinning fully now. They're teenagers regardless of what's going on outside, so he immediately sets about opening it up. Twinkies for breakfast? Why not.]
How do you always know exactly when I'm going to need a pick me up?
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Date: 2022-10-05 12:30 am (UTC)Just lucky, I guess.
[Okay, maybe not. Oren glances away but his smile hasn't faded any.]
What kept you?