Your personal 'Silent Hill'

[Mac Sirloin]

A world fleshed out by your own desires and shames, a psychological horror-house shaped to push you to the edge of sanity and then some. Describe:

What the area appears as.
Who (if anyone) is there.
What is your version of Pyramid head, what is his/her behaviour.
General monsters and stuff.
Why (optional).

Have FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN

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I was designing a Silent Hill-esque place of my own last year around this time. I pictured a lakeside town surrounded by small mountains. In the center of the lake was this island covered in pine trees that was actually a ritual ground for a Blair Witch/Aleister Crowley type figure from the past. These days, the local youth cliques use it as their partying grounds. The preps get drunk, the goths summon spirits, etc. There's an undeveloped story to it, but I won't blather on.

I designed some monsters for it too. Maybe I'll post them if I think the quality of the drawing isn't too embarassing.

I wrote a short story too a couple of years ago that is a bit like Silent Hill and is more personal.

[Mac Sirloin]

the goths summon spirits, etc. There's an undeveloped story to it, but I won't blather on.

Oh lord I got the best idea for a short story out of this.

I designed some monsters for it too. Maybe I'll post them if I think the quality of the drawing isn't too embarassing.

I wrote a short story too a couple of years ago that is a bit like Silent Hill and is more personal

Feel free to post these, I doubt anyone would ridicule you for it.

[Anonyman!]

Appearance:
It would be endless city. Not because I lived in a huge town, but because I felt trapped in their because during my childhood. If you managed to find a building on high enough to see beyond the city, you would see endless oceans of wheat. Unnatural, blood colored wheat. The city itself would show all the signs of a regular metropolis, with more decay and not nearly the same large area, the highways would surrealistically be much higher than any real highway and stretch on forever. The streets would be littered with trash and unknown pieces of shredded meat, with the dents and bumps making driving impossible. Every time night falls, the street lights would turn on, but the light would be red, giving the city an eerie glow. (This is actually modeled after the red lamps my pet lizards needed for heat. They terrified me so much I would be unable to enter that room without the room lights on.) The main locations would be a Psych Ward (Due to my... visits there.), a Hospital (Wouldn't be silent hill without one. Plus, the disease and loved ones dying reflect my distaste for hospitals.), A desert region that is in the middle of the city with no explanation (due to me going to Vegas once a year and the work and stuff I had to do there.), Suburbs (Grew up there, representing the middle class dawg.), and a mall. (Big mall. Really big mall.)

Who:

Monsters-
Scavengers are human in appearance, but their looks can range from homeless to people dressed in homemade battle armor. Represent... my early obsession with the nuclear apocalypse and my pity towards the poor but inability to help them.

Birds are simply large birds with a extra set of wings and pure white feathers. They travel in small groups and try to tear you limb from limb. Stems from my late great grandmother's love for birds and my guilt towards her death.

Punks are exaggerated teenagers with arms that are far longer than they should be and very little fat or muscle at all. They can wear anything that those darn skater, punk, wanksters wear these days. They simply run around in groups and cuss randomly in raspy growls. Represents my hate towards most kids I knew. Not because of bullying but because of their ignorance and need to belong. Gotten over it but this was a biggy.

Denlings are small rat-like creatures with no hair and chapped, yellow skin. They have open sores almost all over their skin and pus caked to their skin is not unlikely. Expresses my hate for most children and their disgusting ways. No, srsly.

Denmothers are the adult versions of the above, with black fur only on their face (clouding their eyes) and the same nasty color and sores. They are much larger, around the size of an SUV and are either giving birth to Denling or eating large amounts of meat. They have a horrible stench. (Represent rapid breeders. I despise these people to the point of a fear.) (The denfather would be a "boss" with a body the size of an elephant. Stench would almost be fatal.)

Obelisks are creatures made out of pure black marble. Shiny and marvelous, these beasties act like statues or hide in shadows before they pop out and attack them with their sharp sword-like spikes protruding from their bodies. The higher ranked ones wear marvelous robed and have no spikes, but telekinetic powers. (Represent my hate for organized religion and how living in the bible belt made me the odd one out.)

Pyramid Head:
A creature called Smiling Jack. It would have pale white, leather skin, long, bony appendages, and long black, greasy hair. It's face would be permanently forced into a smile due to hooks pulling his skin back. It would have larger than normal eyes and bleeding gums. It also has no genitalia or a "rear end" so
it wears nothing. Smiling Jack sulks around the city, sometimes sad, sometimes anxious. When in a sadder mood, it find tall building and stands on the roof, looking down below and crying, unable to produce tears. When anxious it runs around grabbing whatever it can and attacking it by biting, clawing, and tearing. Whatever it is doing, a high pitched, terrifying laugh emits from it's throat.

EDIT: Smiling Jack represents me having to fake happiness in my pitiful existence.

DUBBLE EDIT: Hates me. Thus his antagonism.

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Oh lord I got the best idea for a short story out of this.


Feel free to post these, I doubt anyone would ridicule you for it.

Eh, I'm re-drawing them. Just because even I can't make out some of the details I intended them to have.

[Anonyman!]

Eh, I'm re-drawing them. Just because even I can't make out some of the details I intended them to have.

Please do.

[Strike Witch]

I'm a positive person, mine would be a nice place >.>

[Anonyman!]

I'm a positive person, mine would be a nice place >.>

Silent Hills are made of your bad joojoo. SO MAKE A BAD ONE GODDAMNIT

[Mac Sirloin]

A house. a cramped house that leads into everything else without ever going outside. Looking outside I catch a half second of a pretty landscape before there is something staring at me through the window. Something different every time. There are things to take, but always within reach of whatever's at the windows.

Anyone I know. Around corners, looking at me through windows. Following me. Everywhere. Always unreachable. I can understand what they say but all they hear are me screaming.

Pyramid head is the one person I can talk to who leaves whenever I ask them for help, they are gender neutral and composed of biotech. They are hard to look at. Trying anything beyond friendly turns them against me, and I cna only run away until I can't run.

Chatterers are clumps of megaphones constantly repeating each other. The only way to silence them is to hurt them. You can't reason with them. They will beleagure you constantly and cause you great stress. Hurting them makes everything harder.

[Anonyman!]

A house. a cramped house that leads into everything else without ever going outside. Looking outside I catch a half second of a pretty landscape before there is something staring at me through the window. Something different every time. There are things to take, but always within reach of whatever's at the windows.

Anyone I know. Around corners, looking at me through windows. Following me. Everywhere. Always unreachable. I can understand what they say but all they hear are me screaming.

Pyramid head is the one person I can talk to who leaves whenever I ask them for help, they are gender neutral and composed of biotech. They are hard to look at. Trying anything beyond friendly turns them against me, and I cna only run away until I can't run.

Chatterers are clumps of megaphones constantly repeating each other. The only way to silence them is to hurt them. You can't reason with them. They will beleagure you constantly and cause you great stress. Hurting them makes everything harder.

Sounds like a great time.

[Mac Sirloin]

Sounds like a great time.

I wrote that at like 3 AM, I don't remember alf the shit I thought up.

[Oddey]

I have never played Silent Hill and I can see that just from these that are based on what Silent Hill is meant to be that I'm never getting that game. Doom 3 is scary enough for me.

But that doesn't mean I don't have my own version of my own.

A never ending street alley with plenty of side alleys. Down the side alleys are always whispers, footsteps, and breathing. But upon closer inspection nothing is there. On the main alley, trashcans are scattered around. They will topple and a rat will crawl out of most of them. Others will have heads that appear lifeless but can attack you. In the distance screams from my oldest freinds can be heard. Clothlines above have dead bodies hanging in them. Around corners most of the time things will jump out from behind you, rather than the corner. At the end of sevral alleyways you'd find a dead body. Your dead body. Smiling. Other times you'll find large battalions of enemies, that when shot turn out to not be real. All around you an extreme fog clouds up the entire place along with whistling wind.

Heads are pretty much severed human heads that look dead but are in fact alive and won't hesitate to lunge at your face and tear it right off. They can fly. (Inspired by the lost souls in Doom.)

Fake monsters range from zombie police to military mutants to rabid dogs to hybrid sharks. (I have no clue where these came from. Except the shark one.)

Screamers are incredibely stealthy and make no noise (Unless they want to) until you see them. Like spiders they can crawl along walls, and make walls of their own. Meaning they can crawl on thin air. They make sound to put you on edge. Mainly the screams of your freinds and family. (I hate noises when I'm alone.)

Snidets are snakes but their bite is lethal instantly, and are incredibely fast. They pop out of the closeline bodies. (From my morbid fear of snakes.)

Pyramid head, is in this case is a shapeshifter who has a personal hatred for me. (Why I don't know.) He becomes whatever I need at that moment and then when I get close enough becomes his prefered shape(And my most feared.)... A moving dried up skeleton. It cannot be shot at, it can only be dealt with by using hand-to-hand combat. And every time you get close enough to hit it, it's face changes into one of those screamer face things on Youtube. And if it isn't dealt with fast it will send hellish images into your brain.(I hate and am incredibely scared of all these things and put them all together and you have a damn good reason for me to never make a mod of Silent Hill like this and try and play it.)

That's my Silent Hill. Go on laugh. I know I would if I wasn't scared of this stuff.

[Anonyman!]

I love this stuff.

P.S. Edited mine with things I forgot.

[Strike Witch]

Well, okay.

Basically, it's in a dark pine forest, only there's a large hole in the ground, carved out of the rock. At the bottom is an old destroyed power station. The sky is dark, and stormy, constantly thundering but never raining. There's no way out of the ravine, and the forest rings it on all sides. The power station is small and totalled, and mostly concrete, so not as much rust.

There is a sort of musical note in the air that repeats at 3 minute intervals, a sort of soft, synthesized riff that consists of three rising "er" noises ending in a second of static.

The only monster is the Kantai. It's behind a concrete wall in the open.
It's a floating rock with carved buddhist-type faces and limbs into it, and they all have their eyes shut. It just floats there, surrounded by other small floating rocks.

And if you enter the area when the musical note happens, it's eyes open and it's faces display rage, then the limbs unfurl and grab as many smaller stones as they can and hurl them at you very fast.

And that's it. It doesn't represent any of my emotions or memories, just my fear of something totally and utterly unexplainable, that I can't put into any context, religous or scientific or abstract. It's my fear of the "WTF".

[Anonyman!]

That's a valid fear, believe it or not. Most people are afraid of what they can't understand.

Most of the stuff in mine don't actually scare me, but represent me. Together, the horror comes from my understanding of the beasties. Weird but interesting thread Kasty.

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Weird but interesting thread Kasty.

Yeah, I'm giving you get rep for this.

[GlacierDragon]

Let's see now...

Area
A huge house, like a mansion, with hundreds of rooms. The lights don't work propely and are always flickering on and off. There are a few doors which lead outside, mainly a big one in the main entrance and some smaller ones leading to gardens. You open one, only to find a brick wall behind it. If you look though a window all you see is static, like on a tv. Most of the time you can hear sounds coming from rooms which have their doors shut. The sounds include; scraping, scratching, footsteps, knives being sharpened, creaking, groaning, breathing. But when you open the door you find nothing in the room and the sounds stop. On rare occasions you can here quiet classical music playing, though you can never tell where it's coming from. All the time the air is heavy with the scent of lavander.

Who
Friends and family, though you only ever see them out the corner of your eye. When you turn to them or try to aproach them they suddenly vanish as if they were never there.

Monsters
The monsters are grotesque in appearance. The three main types are as follows (they don't have names):

1) These things are about six foot tall and are usualy hunched over. In place of a face is a wide, gaping hole. Black slime sputters out of it whenever the creature exhales, making gurgling sounds in the back of its throat. Its breathing is laboured and wheezy. Instead of skin it has sore-covered flesh that oozes fluid and pus, which constantly drips from it. As it walks it leaves behind gooey footprints. If the creature touches you your skin begins to die and peel away. If you break contact your skin heals back up, but if you don't you die.

2) These are a couple of feet high. They have twisted legs which means they can't walk very well. Their long bony arms, which have multiple elbow joints, drag uselessly behind them. Their skin is too small for them so you can see all of their bones. Again, they don't have faces, just huge mouths that stretch from their foreheads to their chests. They make horrid groaning noises when they walk, as if they're in pain.

3) These are more human in appearance. The bottom half has been ripped away so they don't have legs. They lay on the floor pretending to be dead, then grab you when you are close enough. Intestines trail behind them and they leave blood wherever they go. Their hands and faces are always covered in blood. They have empty eye sockets and really sharp teeth. They howl and scream at you if you manage to get away.

Other Stuff
There is one room in the house where the lights work fine and the door can be locked. Every night at 9:00 PM you make your way to this room for no reason. You lock the door behind you, smiling. There is a king-sized bed in the corner, which you go to. The sheets are red. You lift the sheets away, only to find thousands of maggots crawling everywhere. Some fall onto the floor by your feet. The paint on the walls start to peal away, more maggots dropping from the rotting wood. The light dims, and you turn to see your best friend stepping towards you. They are smilling kindly. They put a hand on your shoulder, still smiling. Then with their other hand they reach up and rip your throat out. You die. In the morning you wake up in a pool of your own blood, though you've healed. You get up and exit the room, knowing the same thing will happen again and again every night.

[mudling]

Redfern-
sorry only people from sydney will get this, I didn't realy want to be racist.
Haven't played silent hill, so can't realy make a serious contribution.
But a empty white space which showed flashbacks of your past and a pyramid head as yourself would be totally cliched, but it would freak me out.
Who needs monsters? We all know teenagers are bored of them. Instead we need bright colours and flashing lights and random gibberish that's gradually ruining the english language.

[Mac Sirloin]

That's a valid fear, believe it or not. Most people are afraid of what they can't understand.

Most of the stuff in mine don't actually scare me, but represent me. Together, the horror comes from my understanding of the beasties. Weird but interesting thread Kasty.

Yeah, I'm giving you get rep for this.

Thankee Kindly.