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[fourteenthscion]

Who: Neah & Diarmuid
What: PARTY & PARTY, PONIES, SILENT HILL: SHATTERED MEMORIES, DRINKING, EXTREMEEEEEEEE -- Okay. They're just having a sleep over.
When: Around 10pm.
Where: Diarmuid's loveshack hotel room
Rating: PG-13. Might go higher.
Warnings: Cavities from ponies, might not be able to breathe from laughter, etc etc.

You know, he really wasn't kidding when he said he was going to come over to make Diarmuid feel better. He didn't come empty handed either. No. Not at all. He brought a few things from his room that would hopefully have the same effect on Diarmuid as it did to himself.

That's right.

He brought a Wii + a game he somehow stumbled upon. A little girl sitting on a swing? Wasn't all that ominous. Besides, if it was scary, they were probably going to be kind of drunk anyway. Cause he brought some alcohol for the first time in ages.

Knock knock, Diarmuid~ ♥

Comments

[fourteenthscion]

Diarmuid, you win an award. For stating the obvious.

"Not appealing... I suppose you could say that." The last time he played, all he did was almost throw the controller into the tv, ahaha.

"As I stated. The nightmare stage." He pauses, making a face. "Think shadows that are deformed; chasing you."

[croibhristeoir]

Blink blink.

"Oh."

Please. Have you met the kind of people that have been out to kill this guy? This ain't even shit. He ain't even freaked out.

"...And there's no way to fight back? Hm, that's a shame."

[fourteenthscion]

"What would you possibly fight back with?"

This isn't like the old school silent hill, son.

[croibhristeoir]

"I survived my first month or so here with nothing more than a pair of metal pipes. Surely improvising a weapon would be simple enough."

Still not even breaking a sweat.

"While I am more than accustomed to running away, there is a time and place for it. I would think it quite possible to at least knock aside a few of these things chasing him."

[fourteenthscion]

"It is quite odd that they did not decide to integrate a weapons system in this particular game. Seeing that the other one's allow you to use metal pipes."

S H R U G. "Unfortunately, you mostly run in this game."

[croibhristeoir]

"As I said, quite a shame."

Lookit that, our pal Harry got away.

"...Neah, when exactly does the horror aspect come into play?"

[fourteenthscion]

Look at that. Good job, Diarmuid. You avoided all the monsters somehow.

"When you start coloring a picture that the therapist wants you to color. ... I hope you are not a perfectionist."

[croibhristeoir]

Beat.

"Now I'm just confused. What relevance does this have to anything?"

[fourteenthscion]

"You will see very soon, Diarmuid."

The therapist wants to talk about family, Diarmuid. What do you do? He's not talking about that touchy-feely crap either.

[croibhristeoir]

...Why is this guy asking so many questions, what is this therapy thing.

"Why exactly is it significant to him whether or not I am a private individual at all?"

[fourteenthscion]

"Just be as truthful as possible, Diarmuid."

[croibhristeoir]

"I can't be truthful if I am unsure of the answer. Would it not be best to seek your opinion for a response as accurate as possible?"

[fourteenthscion]

"So you want my opinion?"