====================Like, OMG! Disclaimer!======================
*Has gun held to back of head*
After some controversial issues in the last chapters Disclaimer, I have Willingly signed this letter saying I do not own KONAMI, your soul or any of the Powerpuff girls. Please enjoy this chapter..!_!
===This chapter was Willingly dedicated to HypnosPtype=====================
Previously on: Silent Hill: Collage!
Last week on, SH: C!
Harry: *throws hat in the air-and surprisingly- gets it square on the hook of his coat holder. He sits in the dining room and turns the TV on. No signal.* Hey, we have a new channel! Damn. It's a re-run. Hey, skin, where are you?
*Harry walks into Katana room, and sees Skinned Dog pinned to the floor by katana, on the wall there is a note:*
I Killed your pet dog for you!
You should be killing kiddies in Midwich by now!
We won't have time for Heather or James. So much for a collage! Now go, gimp! Yours, Dahlia.
And some other stuff, that if repeated.will make this chapter long and boring. Even More boring.
This humble and Willingly written chapter starts with Heather. As Harry is reluctant to be followed anymore and James is currently out of our reach.
*Heather stumbles out of sewer and spits*
Heather: Like, Oh my god. So EW! I hate that place. It brings back a memory of me and a man with green breeches, and a blue shirt, searching for Yoshi. Now how did I remember that?
For those not in the "technological know-how", Heather is a re-incarnation of Mario. After he was killed in a freak flushing accident.
*She walks into the building, which is surrounded by a large white canvas. Her common sense told her to rip open the canvas, and run the hell away, but living with Harry Mason for 17 years lowered her reaction time, and by the time the signal got to her arm to chop away the canvas, well, due to this rating, what she did cannot be said. Let's just say it involved a perverted Japanese game creator and a detective who has unfortunate luck.*
Heather went up the flight of stairs to a display room which had strange bath in the middle. She remembered a story her father once told her about "The chocolate fairy of the tap, and her friend, Puff, the magic dragon". She turned the tap on. Nothing. Not even some aspestos. She went to exit the room, when, a loud "GuUuRRrRGGGLlE" seemed to fly around the room, It was as if the sounds were Spooks hiding in the corners, getting ready to pounce:
*Spook 1, on Radio* Ok.. Nothing yet. Just wait.
*door opens*
Spook 2: There she is! She's walking towards position X.
Spook 1: Ok.let's see if our years of endless subliminal children's stories paid off. *Heather turns on the tap* Ok, She worked out the code! Cut the circuits, Go, Go, GO!
*The spooks pull out wires and attach them to the ceiling, they then proceed to swing around the room gurgling water* *Heather just stands there, oblivious*
Spook1: Yeah, I think we got her.
Spook 2: Cool.
Yup, that's exactly how it happened.
Heather: Ok. Nothing else here. Nothing at all. No. no sir-ee. I'll just be leavin' now.
*A Spook runs out from the corner and pours a bucket of warm Jell-O into the bath*
Heather: *turning round to see what the noise was, look in the bath once more* Oh my! How, surprising! I am so like, totally freaked out! I hope the world does not change now!
*World changes*
Heather: Oh no! *Heather collapses onto floor and grasps her head* Owies.
*Heather walks out into a long corridor. She then walks into what looks like a hellish office*
/CUE CUTSCENE/
*Vincent walks in, sucking a Cola lollypop*
Vincent: Ah, Heather. That is what your name is now?
Heather: Who are you?
Vincent: Ah, pardon my mysterious and ignorant nature, but I must do that throughout the game to seem cool. I am Vincent, Father Vincent. Don't forget it, OK? If you hate me, do not worry. I shall be killed later on my Claudia. You know that crazy bitch who killed Harry?
Heather: Actually, I need to go downstairs and defeat the wicked-cool monstah before I see my dead father. Speaking of wicked-cool monstahs, have you been seeing them?
Vincent: Hmmm. Monsters, you say? Well.hi-diddly doo. I happen to know one myself. Bobbie, you in that room?
*A large groan is heard from the door next to Vincent*
Vincent: She's preparing. She wants to be a DJ, you know? She has wicked- cool hands that spin all the time.
Heather: Well, that's lovely. It just goes to show, one woman's hell is another man's paradise.
Damn right it is. *Holds Closer's hand*
Vincent: Wait, did you say monsters? Is that how you see them?
Heather: O_O!!!
Vincent: *falls on floor laughing* HAHAHAAA! Just a, just a joke Heather...heh! *wipes tear from eye* hahaaha.
Heather: Wait..*pulls out piece of paper* That was the wrong line. You're supposed to say that in the creepy-ass Chapel. In the library where you ask if I got the Seal of Metatron from Leonard. Claudia's dad.
Vincent: crap. That's the third time. I hope I don't get fired. This is
all me and Bobbie have to live for. The last job I got was Squall. and
I ended up getting ran over in Vampire Hunter X's story. that's when I
landed outside the canvas covering this place but, whenever I look
through my window, I think there's a whole new world out there.
*Vincent's desk swings open and out climb two KONAMI representatives*
Rep1: Vincent, could you come with us?
Rep2: We need a talk.
Vincent: NEVER!!!!
*He runs into the bathroom and grabs Bobbie, who is actually Valtiel, he then jumps out the window, which seems to only be
one floor tall' and right next to the set for Session 9.*
Heather: Da-yum. All good things must come to an end.
*The reps run after Vincent*
That's enough of Heather. The story's running flat. I'll make it better,
promise!
*So we travel 70 miles to the East where James is in a burning wreck
of a car.*
James: *regaining consciousness* Huh...where be meh? What is happened
to mah voice mon?
*A beam of light appears above James' head, and he is pulled upwards*
James: Whatchoo' talkin' 'bout Vakama?
¬_¬
James: Aaah. Holy Crap! *James is knocked out by a mysterious flying
rock, hmm, wonder where that came from.*
*Aboard Alien Spacecraft, James regains consciousness. Once again.*
James: Who, where, how, when?
*A squad of grey dudes pull out blastah's and aim at James*
Alien1: likk rouy stnerap
Alien2: likk rouy ylimaf
James: huh? Lucky I brought my one of a kind alien decoder I found in
some dude's trash. *James turns on what seems to look like the hyper-
blastah from SH1, and aims it at an alien*
Alien: Damn. Busted. *Is blown away by James' Decoder*
James: Cool. It must be a blastah' decoder!
*James blows away every alien, but gets out of control and blows away a
portion of the ship. It would have been fine, but, it was the portion he
was sat on. James fell back to Earth, and on the way down, burnt to
smoulders. So let's find Harry*
Harry seems to be hiding from us. He is somewhere in alternate school
I wonder where- *chanting is heard* hmm. Let's find where that's coming from.
*The chanting leads YOU, the humble and stupid reader, to the boiler
room.*
*The doors open slightly enough to see inside*
Harry: Now, my demon children, rejoice...over the lizard. As today, it
is:
*The children and Harry shout together, while holding hands*
All: HIS BIRTHDAY!!!
*party poppers are popped, The fire in the centre of the room is not a
dead body, but a cake. The lizard comes in from the side of the room
and roars. Then eats the cake whole. Harry and the children all hug
it*
Awww.
Harry: Ok, children. All come and sit in front of me! It's time for a
story. It's about a dragon and a fairy...
Ok, folks.That's all we have for this episode, tune back when I can be
bothered to make the new one!
*Has gun held to back of head*
After some controversial issues in the last chapters Disclaimer, I have Willingly signed this letter saying I do not own KONAMI, your soul or any of the Powerpuff girls. Please enjoy this chapter..!_!
===This chapter was Willingly dedicated to HypnosPtype=====================
Previously on: Silent Hill: Collage!
Last week on, SH: C!
Harry: *throws hat in the air-and surprisingly- gets it square on the hook of his coat holder. He sits in the dining room and turns the TV on. No signal.* Hey, we have a new channel! Damn. It's a re-run. Hey, skin, where are you?
*Harry walks into Katana room, and sees Skinned Dog pinned to the floor by katana, on the wall there is a note:*
I Killed your pet dog for you!
You should be killing kiddies in Midwich by now!
We won't have time for Heather or James. So much for a collage! Now go, gimp! Yours, Dahlia.
And some other stuff, that if repeated.will make this chapter long and boring. Even More boring.
This humble and Willingly written chapter starts with Heather. As Harry is reluctant to be followed anymore and James is currently out of our reach.
*Heather stumbles out of sewer and spits*
Heather: Like, Oh my god. So EW! I hate that place. It brings back a memory of me and a man with green breeches, and a blue shirt, searching for Yoshi. Now how did I remember that?
For those not in the "technological know-how", Heather is a re-incarnation of Mario. After he was killed in a freak flushing accident.
*She walks into the building, which is surrounded by a large white canvas. Her common sense told her to rip open the canvas, and run the hell away, but living with Harry Mason for 17 years lowered her reaction time, and by the time the signal got to her arm to chop away the canvas, well, due to this rating, what she did cannot be said. Let's just say it involved a perverted Japanese game creator and a detective who has unfortunate luck.*
Heather went up the flight of stairs to a display room which had strange bath in the middle. She remembered a story her father once told her about "The chocolate fairy of the tap, and her friend, Puff, the magic dragon". She turned the tap on. Nothing. Not even some aspestos. She went to exit the room, when, a loud "GuUuRRrRGGGLlE" seemed to fly around the room, It was as if the sounds were Spooks hiding in the corners, getting ready to pounce:
*Spook 1, on Radio* Ok.. Nothing yet. Just wait.
*door opens*
Spook 2: There she is! She's walking towards position X.
Spook 1: Ok.let's see if our years of endless subliminal children's stories paid off. *Heather turns on the tap* Ok, She worked out the code! Cut the circuits, Go, Go, GO!
*The spooks pull out wires and attach them to the ceiling, they then proceed to swing around the room gurgling water* *Heather just stands there, oblivious*
Spook1: Yeah, I think we got her.
Spook 2: Cool.
Yup, that's exactly how it happened.
Heather: Ok. Nothing else here. Nothing at all. No. no sir-ee. I'll just be leavin' now.
*A Spook runs out from the corner and pours a bucket of warm Jell-O into the bath*
Heather: *turning round to see what the noise was, look in the bath once more* Oh my! How, surprising! I am so like, totally freaked out! I hope the world does not change now!
*World changes*
Heather: Oh no! *Heather collapses onto floor and grasps her head* Owies.
*Heather walks out into a long corridor. She then walks into what looks like a hellish office*
/CUE CUTSCENE/
*Vincent walks in, sucking a Cola lollypop*
Vincent: Ah, Heather. That is what your name is now?
Heather: Who are you?
Vincent: Ah, pardon my mysterious and ignorant nature, but I must do that throughout the game to seem cool. I am Vincent, Father Vincent. Don't forget it, OK? If you hate me, do not worry. I shall be killed later on my Claudia. You know that crazy bitch who killed Harry?
Heather: Actually, I need to go downstairs and defeat the wicked-cool monstah before I see my dead father. Speaking of wicked-cool monstahs, have you been seeing them?
Vincent: Hmmm. Monsters, you say? Well.hi-diddly doo. I happen to know one myself. Bobbie, you in that room?
*A large groan is heard from the door next to Vincent*
Vincent: She's preparing. She wants to be a DJ, you know? She has wicked- cool hands that spin all the time.
Heather: Well, that's lovely. It just goes to show, one woman's hell is another man's paradise.
Damn right it is. *Holds Closer's hand*
Vincent: Wait, did you say monsters? Is that how you see them?
Heather: O_O!!!
Vincent: *falls on floor laughing* HAHAHAAA! Just a, just a joke Heather...heh! *wipes tear from eye* hahaaha.
Heather: Wait..*pulls out piece of paper* That was the wrong line. You're supposed to say that in the creepy-ass Chapel. In the library where you ask if I got the Seal of Metatron from Leonard. Claudia's dad.
Vincent: crap. That's the third time. I hope I don't get fired. This is
all me and Bobbie have to live for. The last job I got was Squall. and
I ended up getting ran over in Vampire Hunter X's story. that's when I
landed outside the canvas covering this place but, whenever I look
through my window, I think there's a whole new world out there.
*Vincent's desk swings open and out climb two KONAMI representatives*
Rep1: Vincent, could you come with us?
Rep2: We need a talk.
Vincent: NEVER!!!!
*He runs into the bathroom and grabs Bobbie, who is actually Valtiel, he then jumps out the window, which seems to only be
one floor tall' and right next to the set for Session 9.*
Heather: Da-yum. All good things must come to an end.
*The reps run after Vincent*
That's enough of Heather. The story's running flat. I'll make it better,
promise!
*So we travel 70 miles to the East where James is in a burning wreck
of a car.*
James: *regaining consciousness* Huh...where be meh? What is happened
to mah voice mon?
*A beam of light appears above James' head, and he is pulled upwards*
James: Whatchoo' talkin' 'bout Vakama?
¬_¬
James: Aaah. Holy Crap! *James is knocked out by a mysterious flying
rock, hmm, wonder where that came from.*
*Aboard Alien Spacecraft, James regains consciousness. Once again.*
James: Who, where, how, when?
*A squad of grey dudes pull out blastah's and aim at James*
Alien1: likk rouy stnerap
Alien2: likk rouy ylimaf
James: huh? Lucky I brought my one of a kind alien decoder I found in
some dude's trash. *James turns on what seems to look like the hyper-
blastah from SH1, and aims it at an alien*
Alien: Damn. Busted. *Is blown away by James' Decoder*
James: Cool. It must be a blastah' decoder!
*James blows away every alien, but gets out of control and blows away a
portion of the ship. It would have been fine, but, it was the portion he
was sat on. James fell back to Earth, and on the way down, burnt to
smoulders. So let's find Harry*
Harry seems to be hiding from us. He is somewhere in alternate school
I wonder where- *chanting is heard* hmm. Let's find where that's coming from.
*The chanting leads YOU, the humble and stupid reader, to the boiler
room.*
*The doors open slightly enough to see inside*
Harry: Now, my demon children, rejoice...over the lizard. As today, it
is:
*The children and Harry shout together, while holding hands*
All: HIS BIRTHDAY!!!
*party poppers are popped, The fire in the centre of the room is not a
dead body, but a cake. The lizard comes in from the side of the room
and roars. Then eats the cake whole. Harry and the children all hug
it*
Awww.
Harry: Ok, children. All come and sit in front of me! It's time for a
story. It's about a dragon and a fairy...
Ok, folks.That's all we have for this episode, tune back when I can be
bothered to make the new one!