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move to the future ([personal profile] advancing) wrote in [community profile] spirituals2012-04-08 01:15 am

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the horror movie/location meme

WARNING: THIS MEME DEALS WITH DISTURBING/GROSS TOPICS. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Use random.org to decide on a movie and then one of the prompts that follow. Or just choose one and play it out! Or, if you want to cover all the prompts in a movie subject, feel free! Additionally, if you want to use any of the locations provided, go ahead! If you just want to play in those settings, go right ahead!

If there's something on here that you don't see listed and you want to play it, go ahead!


01) SAW:

a) You and a friend/relative/acquaintance have woken up in a dark, dingy room and are chained together - quite literally. Will you be able to get out or is this your final moment? Better hurry up because the clock's ticking.

b) Perhaps you decided to lock this person up and test them to see if they really do appreciate their life. Will you listen to their pleas for help or just sit back and watch them suffer?

c) Congratulations! You survived your trap! Now, how has your life changed or are you still committing the same crime you were judged for months later?

02) Final Destination:

a) You have just seen your friends/loved ones die in horrific ways in the area you're at. Do you try to save who you can and be labeled as batshit or do you just accept your fate?

b) It seems like Death is claming its' victims one by one and you two are next. Do you try to outrun it, thinking you can escape Death or decide that it's your time to go?

c) Lucky you. The two of you have managed to elude Death for all this time. But, it seems like Death has other plans for you. Better watch yourself.

03) The Ring:

a) You've received a mysterious tape from a friend. Do you decide to watch it with a friend or try to destroy it? Though, a phone call will result with someone saying, "Seven days..."

b) Thought it was just a fluke? Guess again. A creepy girl starts to climb out of your TV and wants to kill you. What do you try to do?

c) You've survived! But, wait - someone's deciding to watch this very same tape! Stop them before it's too late!

04) Battle Royale:

a) You and someone else have just woke up in a strange room on the promise you're going on a vacation. And now, someone's telling you that this is a game for a television show and you're the star. You're given a weapon, but do you decide to go through with killing everyone else in this room or try to fight through the influence?

b) You've decided to go through with killing these people. After all, all you want to do is go home to your family, right? But, your best friend is your target now. What will you do?

c) Good luck on surviving the program! Or is it really the end? It seems like The Program isn't done screwing with you yet. Do you take who you can and hightail it to another country or resign yourself to another round of it?

05) The Birds:

Oh no, the birds have gone batshit! Do you try to deal with them yourself like the badass you think you are or do you take cover and hide?

06) A Nightmare on Elm's Street:

a) Last night you had the craziest dream! You were stalked through a dark boiler room by a severely burned figure with sharp knives attached to the fingers on a glove on his right hand. Your pursuer closes in and slices you, but just as he's about to do you in you woke up. But wait, why do you have cuts in your pajamas? That didn't really happen, right...? Maybe you should talk to a friend about this. Hope the same thing didn't happen to them....

b) So you've succesfully managed to pull the psycho killer out of his dream world and into reality. He's only human. Hope you have a good plan and those booby traps you and your friend set up around the house will get the job done.

c) Congrats! You survived and your friends who were all brutally murdered have magically come back to life! How do you cope with this? At least it will be safe to sleep now. Or is it...?

07) Paranormal Activity:

a) A good friend of yours recently told you that they've been haunted by some sort of presence for as long as they can remember and... it's not exactly friendly. Problem is, they just moved and they're pretty sure whatever it was has followed them to their new home. They sound pretty worried, but there's no way any of this is real, right? Maybe you should head over and set up some cameras. If anything it'll make your friend feel better and you can both get a good laugh out of it.

b) So. Something actually showed up on that tape and you've been told that this presence isn't a ghost. Oh no, it's something much worse. You've got a demon after you. It feeds off of negative energy and is intent on tormenting you no matter where you go. You probably shouldn't provoke it. Who knows what'll happen.

c) You and a friend have come across a series of tapes. They look to be home videos, amateur paranormal investigations of someone's home. What you see on them is... disturbing to say the least. Deformed shadows on the walls, doors opening and closing on their own, screeches and screams coming from something that is clearly not human. The more you watch, the worse it gets and it quickly becomes apparent that whoever filmed this is most likely dead. What do you do with this information? Do you go investigate yourself? Turn the tapes over to the police? Or maybe just write it all off, believe it's not real. It's gotta be an indie film or something, man.

08) Silent Hill:

a) You've just received a letter from a friend/sibling/parent/lover/significant other. Problem is, they're, well how to put this gently... they're kind of dead. The letter tells you to meet them in some town you've never heard of. Maybe you feel guilty, maybe you think it's some sort of sick trick and want to go punch whoever sent the letter in the face, or maybe... maybe you're just curious, but whatever your reason, you do as the letter says. Upon your arrival you run into someone who looks oddly familiar...

b) It's been hours and you're no closer to finding out the truth behind this letter than you were when you arrived. You decide to explore an abandoned hotel and as you search it you come across a videotape. You're hesitant to watch it, but this could give you more information. But... wait... is that you? And this other person... it's the one who sent you the letter. Wait. Wait. Why does it look like you're killing them?

c) Oh, crap. Pyramid Head is around the corner. Better start running!


01) Graveyard: Pretty spooky place to be at this time of night, huh? Hopefully this place isn't haunted by evil spirits or inhabited by a serial killer on the loose!

02) Mental Institution: Even with this place being abandoned, you can't help but hear the moans and screams of previous patients in these walls. Perhaps there's some deep, dark secret you can uncover here or maybe you'll also end up losing your own mind.

03) Abandoned Theme Park: Everything here is rusted completely, but you swear you can hear the screams of children on rides, among other things. Do you decide to investigate the place and try to figure out the secrets or do the sounds of kids screaming spurs something deep inside you?

04) Haunted House: Oh, boy! Let's go exploring! It seems like the wallpaper is already peeling and... what's that metallic smell coming from the basement? And what's with the doors opening and slamming closed? Hope you have a flashlight handy to make it through the night.

05) Church: Such a beautiful place, isn't it? But, are you sure you aren't hearing voices in an area where it's supposed to be quiet? Or, for that matter, are you sure you're not hallucinating seeing a god? And, it seems like the doors are closed already...

06) Random Area: You wake up in an unfamiliar location with there being no one around. The sheriff isn't in town, nor is the mayor or, quite frankly, anyone but another poor sap that woke up in this area. Hopefully you two can make it out of here alive before becoming a part of the town like the other visitors.

07) Hotel: There was nothing in sight for miles, so you and a friend decided to stop by at this rinky dink motel with the lights flickering every so often and everyone else just seeming complacent about being stuck in such a place. Perhaps there's something omnious about the bathroom's smell or what reeks in your room. At least there's HBO.

08) Zombies: Looks like popular media wasn't kidding when they said the undead would rise again in your town. Hope you have what you need to fend off the zombies and know what to do against them!
locusofcontrol: (listening)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-17 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
You have to face those projections. We've identified some of your fears and insecurities, but the real breakthroughs can only come if you confront them.
fleurdesel: right, smirk, angry, confused, sarcastic (Forgive me if I don't trust you)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-19 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
Projections that very much want to eat me. I would rather not step out of this room and be killed by extensions of my psyche.
locusofcontrol: (smile)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-19 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
You won't be. I have faith in you. And I'll be following right behind you.

[Unarmed, unfortunately, as there doesn't seem to be anything that can be used as a weapon in this room, but at least he can offer emotional support.]
fleurdesel: left, tired, serious (Need to breathe)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-19 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Faith. [Very flat. Very skeptical.]

Faith is useless.

[There was the chair...She stands and turns it on it's side, kicking at a leg until it comes off the bottom with a crack. She hands this over and makes her way to the door regardless. Checks her pockets. She has more ammunition than she remembered. That's a comfort.]
locusofcontrol: (glance)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-20 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't reply but accepts the chair leg, inspecting it briefly before leaning over to press his ear against the door. It doesn't sound like there's anything moving in the hall, so he tucks the chair leg beneath his arm, takes hold of the edge of the table and drags it out of the way. He has a bit of difficulty with it--without urgency propelling him this time, it's apparent that he isn't very strong--but manages to unblock the door, nodding to Adele.]

Ladies first.
fleurdesel: right, tired, sad (I said I'm  fine.)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-20 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[This is Adele. Standing off to one side. Utterly unimpressed with your physical prowess. Once the table's out of the way she sighs, unholsters her gun, and inches the door open bit by bit, peering through the crack. No shuffling step. No sounds of breathing. Just her own heartbeat, and the Doctor's.]
locusofcontrol: (apprehensive)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-20 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[The hall appears empty enough, at least as far as Clyde can see into the shadows. He strains his ears, turning his head as a sound catches his attention--the soft crack of a strip of paint breaking away from the wall and falling to the floor. Just the settling of an aging building. He addresses Adele in a voice barely above a whisper.]

I think they've left us alone for the moment.
fleurdesel: right, serious, angry (The part where we hide)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-21 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
You realize one is going to fall from the ceiling now that you've said this?

[Her voice is low. Perfectly even, despite the strangeness. Adele inches her way out of the room and flicks her light back on, peering down the one side of the hall and back to the other. What it was he meant by facing and coping she didn't quite understand. But if he means her to shoot? She will.]
locusofcontrol: (curious)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-21 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives a dismissive sniff, but his gaze most definitely rakes the ceiling as well as the walls as soon as she brings that prospect up.]

Is that how it works?
fleurdesel: left, irritated, tired, confused (Irritated)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-21 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Have you not seen horror movies before?

[Adele eyes the ceiling as well, steps out into the hall, and keeps an ear out for any noise.]
locusofcontrol: (puzzled)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-21 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
A few. I'm not fond of the genre.

[He steps after her, staying practically up against her back and gripping that chair leg tightly.]
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, confused, sarcastic (The punchline is...?)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-21 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
...Which way do we go? Down and out, or...

[Up. To where she could still hear something large and dangerous dragging around.]
locusofcontrol: (frank)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-21 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives a slight, apologetic smile and just points at the ceiling. Yep, got to head towards the sounds.]
fleurdesel: right, smirk, angry, confused, sarcastic (Forgive me if I don't trust you)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-21 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
...I still have have a mind to shoot you and be done with it.

[She sighs and starts down the hall, back to the stairs. Up. Up to...she'll only go so far.]
locusofcontrol: (curious)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-24 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Spare me, please.

[As they reach the stairwell, he cranes his neck, looking up, down and around. By the glow of the flashlight he can see some bloodstains on the wall down below, but the nurse Adele shot earlier doesn't appear to be there.]
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, flirty (Think but don't talk)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-24 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Since you asked nicely...

[No nurse. No rattle or scuffle of a footstep. Adele gives one last look down and around before she heads upstairs, every step tentative.]
locusofcontrol: (what?)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-26 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's no signs of life--or un-life--as they emerge onto the next floor. It seems a bit damper and colder than before, as though a window was left hanging open somewhere, as well as slightly darker.

Some of the patient rooms are open, and Clyde steps aside to peek in one. It's empty aside from a wire-frame bed with discolored sheets, a round area rug and a folding chair. A fine layer of dust coats the floor and the furnishings, and his brow furrows as he visually tracks the disruptions in it--unsteady footprints passing in and out, something brushing the seat of the chair. Recent disturbances.]
fleurdesel: right, confused (so...what)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-26 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[She couldn't hear anything aside from her own breathing, and Clyde's. Though the longer she's here, the more she has to wonder why, exactly, her mind chose this scenario as a means for dealing with her personal demons.


Honestly she'd never thought herself this melodramatic. She didn't even like horror movies. Nor did she understand why her personal projection had taken the face of...

of.


...how had she ever forgotten about Clyde? And why had she made him look like Keanu Reeves? It locks her up in place halfway down the hall to think of it. ]
locusofcontrol: (curious)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-26 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[As she stands there, Clyde's breathing tight and a little labored nearby, she might catch something. A soft, muttered comment.]

It looks like something was just here.

[His voice, from the other end of the hall, where he'd stopped in front of the room. Too far from her for her to conceivably hear his breathing.

Which means something other than him is at her back.]
fleurdesel: right, tired, sad (Adele's got a Gun)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-26 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's about to turn and ask him to stop standing quite so close if he's going to breathe like an asthmatic but-

his voice was at the other end of the hall.]


...Merde-

[She whirls and brings her pistol up, cracking off two shots as soon as she sees whatever it is that's behind her. That isn't Clyde. Dear god what is that-]
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[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-26 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[The thing reels, clutching at its torso, blood spattering over the lab coat it has on. Its hands look human enough as the light falls on them, but its face is not quite there--a single eye regards her over flattened, malformed features. It makes a choked noise and grasps at her, reacting fast, and in the dull glow she might catch the arc of some other appendages hungrily rising from its back.]
fleurdesel: right, angry, serious (F*ck YOU sir)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-26 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't think-

She fires until she's empty and starts to skitter backward, reloading as fast as possible while avoiding whatever the hell it was.]


Clyde!
locusofcontrol: (afraid)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-04-26 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Clyde stares, momentarily paralyzed with fear. He doesn't quite catch the sound of his name over the ringing in his ears--a first name he hadn't told her, incidentally--but his mind kicks back in gear enough for him to bolt forward and swing the chair leg at the thing's head as it reels from its wounds.

That makes it stagger, disoriented, but it isn't nearly hard enough of a blow to knock it out. It turns its attentions to Clyde and he scrambles back as the arms on its back try to claw at him, shouting at Adele.]


The head! Shoot the head!
fleurdesel: right, angry, tired (Angry sexy)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-26 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Four, five, six rounds slam into a hot cylinder, she snaps it back in place and fires again, aiming at the head. At this distance? It's not that hard to hit, even with the flailing appendages in the way, the shadows, the distance. A sharpshooter Adele wasn't, but at fifteen paces she did not have to be. ]

Move, Clyde-

[Two steps closer and three more rounds right into the back of it's skull. To be sure.]
locusofcontrol: (what?)

[personal profile] locusofcontrol 2012-05-06 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He leaps out of the way, though not quite far enough to escape the spatter--at that range, her shots blow off a portion of its skull, raining discolored fluids and bits of flesh over Clyde's white coat. He manages to shield his face with his arm, at least, and grimaces at the carnage.]

A doctor. With...cyclopia? [His gaze rakes over the now-limp arms protruding from the creature's back.] And polymelia. Perhaps reflective of the intrusion of your colleagues into your work?

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