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Silent Hill Shattered Memories Actual RP

Discussion in 'Archive' started by W.J. Solomon, Jul 1, 2011.

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  1. Jul 16, 2011 #41
    W.J. Solomon

    W.J. Solomon Solomon's Reprieve

    Will heard the recognizable sound of a Ford GTO behind them so he turned and looked, noticing that the car was between him and his own vehicle. His hand feinted for his pistol but again, he remembered that it was in the store. "Hey, you in the car! You seen anything weird around here lately?" He shouted, hoping to not attract any attention of the monsters. As he slowly started towards the car he let his grip on the pipe tighten.
     
  2. Jul 16, 2011 #42
    Cloaked Schemer

    Cloaked Schemer New Member

    Dexter turned off the gas, leaving his headlights on as he exited the vehicle.He hadn't recognized either of the two men, though it had seemed that they had had quite the night; all worn out, out of breath, sweaty, dirty - even the tone in which the one man spoke to him with.

    "Yeah," The sheriff replied, slamming the driver's door, "A couple men running 'round a ghost town at the peak of morn." He chuckled slightly to himself, leaning against the hood of the cruiser with his arms crossed as if prepared to listen to a good tale. He nodded his head to the official golden star pinned to the chest of his short sleeved button-down, his badge in the back pocket of his pants and out of reach.
    "Sheriff Lamb, SHPD. If you don't mind me asking, what're y'all doing in these parts this early anyways?"
     
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  3. Jul 17, 2011 #43
    W.J. Solomon

    W.J. Solomon Solomon's Reprieve

    Will shook his head. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. I'm just here to get some information about a Lisa Garland and how she died." Will said, making sure to not connect himself in case this person didn't like his deceased aunt. "Any way you could help us? My name is Will. Will Johnson. And this is Jack Mason. I picked him up off the interstate from... you know, I think his car broke down." Will said, slowly approaching Officer Lamb.
     
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