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the horror movie/location meme!

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!

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[ her first reaction to being put on a children killing reality show goes something like this: you have to be kidding me. but then the blood starts flowing, and she sees her classmates murdering each other with guns, knives, and even the odd frying pan. being the smart girl that she is, she decides to high tail it out of there and find somewhere to hide, wait until all this is over and then go back home.

after awhile she concludes that staying in one place for too long is a risk in itself, and decides to move. lydia quietly moves through the forested area of the game's perimeter barefoot, having deemed that wearing heels was entirely inappropriate in this sort of situation.

she freezes when she spots someone standing in a nearby clearing, his build seems familiar and she makes the quick decision to move closer. a sigh of relief, she knows him, and he won't hurt her-- ]

Jackson!

[ and she steps into the clearing, relief evident in her features.]

[ Jackson doesn't remember how he ended up here. he doesn't know how long he's been taking shelter in this spot either, but by the looks of it, it's been awhile. he'd only sort of jarred himself back to consciousness recently and tried to get his bearings. of course, that was a little hard to do the minute he spied his hands covered in blood.

he'd spent a good few minutes just staring at them, unable to comprehend how or why. the last he knew, he'd still been with everyone else when they'd been told that they'd have to kill one another. Jackson wasn't the nicest guy around but he remembered thinking that he couldn't do it.

the blood on his hands says something different though. had he really gone through with it? he has no clear memory at all -- doesn't even know where anyone else is -- but the state of his clothes and his hands say something.

he's still in a semi-stupor as he tries to wipe the blood off his hands. it's then that he hears a familiar voice ]

Lydia? [ momentarily forgetting about things for the relief of seeing someone he knows ]

[ she takes a deep breath, trying for something like composure, and moves towards jackson; stopping only a few paces away from him. she glances him over, eyes halting at the sight of the blood crusted on his hands and forearms. normally she would demand an explanation but as it is she can barely keep her voice from shaking. ]

Please tell me it's from self defense.

[ he hesitates at that, hands unconsciously rubbing again as if he was still trying to get the blood off. he could lie of course, easily too, had this been under any other circumstances. but he knows as bad as he's treated Lydia before, she's still one of the only people who might be able to see through him. ]

I -- I don't know.

How can you not know if you've-- [ killed someone. there's a beat of silence where she considers his response, if she can count of anything it's the fact that she knows jackson and while he may be an egotistical brute at his worst he's not a murderer. it may be willful ignorance, but she believes the best in him. a harsh sigh.]

I guess it doesn't matter. Everyone else certainly didn't have an issue with bashing eachother's heads in. [ it's a crude way to put it, but the truth. the bloodstains on the hemline of her dress can attest to that fact. ]

I just don't. [ his voice is tense because it had been bad enough to see something like this by himself. but to have someone else there who isn't sure if he's really been killing others is even harder. he moves to lean against one of the trees in the area and essentially just collapses down by it; something's taking a toll on his body for sure. ]

How did you end up alone?

[ she purses her lips, carefully tracking his attempt at casual leaning. he doesn't look outwardly hurt, but there's definitely something wrong with him. she represses the urge to fuss over him, she doesn't know what they are anymore, she's not his girlfriend that's for one. and if what the gamemaster said was true, only one of them would make it out of here alive, so it's not as if it matters what they are to eachother; one (if not both) of them would be gone soon.

she sits down by him, drawing her knees up to her chest. ]

When everyone started going at eachother I ran. [ a beat of silence. ] It seems like I was right not to trust anyone.

[ Jackson's somewhat surprised but glad when she doesn't point out his stumble. if there's one thing he still has to hold onto, it's his pride. his body is healing without his knowledge and while the worst of it is (outwardly) gone, he isn't in peak condition in this form.

he turns slightly so he can at least face her while they talk. he's hoping that she might be able to fill him in on things before anyone else finds them. if there is anyone else left that is. ]

You're trusting me right now, aren't you?

[ she glances over at him, speculative. it didn't occur to her to run from him when she spotted jackson earlier, so she supposes he's right she does have some level of trust in him. ]

I don't think you're in the best condition right now. And if you were going to try anything, you would have done it already.

[ he doesn't think he'd be able to hurt Lydia either but -- there's that nagging question of who he must have been okay with hurting because of the blood. he wonders if it has anything to do with the strangeness around the bite. it seems like ages ago when all he'd been worried about was getting Scott and Stiles to stick with their restraining order. ]

What if we're the only two left? I don't even know how long it's been.

[ she closes her eyes for a moment, thinking. ] It was early morning when we were... [ how does she even phrase this? ] given directions. I think it's been hours since then, I would say around six.

[ and to answer his question — ]

There's really only two options, the instructor made it pretty clear that only one of was going to walk out of here.

So either one of us dies, or we find some way out of whatever this is.

[ Selfish as it may be, he really does not want to be killed. He doesn't want to kill Lydia either, (or anyone), but her words about the instructions they'd been given ring true. ]

I don't plan on dying any time soon. And neither do you. [ pauses, thinking for a second ] There has to be an endpoint to this area.

[ ooc: I'm not sure how close you want to stick with the Battle Royale settings -- ie: with the collars and stuff. We could just play it loosely too! ]

If we start moving there's a chance that we might run into someone else, who's actually armed. [ a beat as she draws a hand mirror out of her standard issue bag — ] I got the short end of the stick, some people ended up with guns.

[ she absently cards a hand through her hair, considering. ]

I'm not sure that we stand much of a chance, you're injured somehow and... [ she can't fight anyone obviously. ]

[ ooc: i hadn't... even though about the collars. so maybe we could just uh, improvise a little? orz ]

I'm fine. [ he sits up straighter as if it will prove this somehow. ] And there's a chance of someone finding us if we stay here too.

I can take on anyone who might try [ beat. he sighs softly before continuing ] -- anyone who might try anything to hurt us. Do you have anything else in there?

[ ooc: I am actually totally fine with improvising haha! Works much better I think. c: Also, do you have any feelings on Jackson hulking out or? ]

[ she shoots him a skeptical glance, but doesn't say anything to the contrary. instead she opts to take stock of what's in the bag. ] There's a map, though I wouldn't trust it not to be altered somehow. A compass, and a couple bottles of water.

You could use some to wash off your hands. The blood, I mean.

[ ooc: i'm down for anything, man. hulking out sounds good. ]

[ even Jackson realizes there doesn't seem to be a lot that they'd been given. especially since he doesn't even have a bag of his own. they're definitely going to have to move soon. for the time being, he just motions for her to hand over one of the bottles. ]

See if there's anywhere with food on that map. [ he gets up in the mean time to go and try to wash off as much of the blood as he can a little further away. ]

[ ooc: okay coolios. 8) ]

[ she quickly scans over the map, frowning as she takes in the details- ] I've found where we are, if we go north we'll find our way back to the classroom. And-- [ she traces the lines of the map with her fingertip ] if we go south, it says there's a dead end.

[ a pause. ] There must be supplies back in the classroom, but.

[ it's self explanatory why heading back there might not be the best idea. she looks up from the map to glance at jackson and is momentarily transfixed by
bloodied water streaming from his hands. ]

What do you think?

[ it's easy to get the bits of dried blood off, but a faint pink hue stays on his hands no matter how hard he scrubs at it. it's becoming a little disconcerting to him because dammit, why isn't it possible for anything to go his way?

the sight of his hands makes him feel slightly ill the longer he stares at them and he takes a deep breath as he starts feeling his head begin to throb. now is not the time for any of the weird hallucinations he's been having and he shakes his head to himself to try and bring himself out of it. ]

[ Jackson turns to Lydia, only catching the last bit of what she's asked ]

What? [ he must have been transfixed on his hands longer than he thought. he puts down the empty bottle and dries his hands off -- which unknown to him, have started shifting from the pink to a more green hue ]

[ she gives a heavy sigh, he really is impossible. ] Jackson, this is no time to play space cadet. If you hadn't noticed we're trying to plan an escape from this freak show.

What I said was... [ she trails off, eyes fixated on jackson's hands which have gone from blood red, to pink, to-- ]

Jackson? [ there's a distinct note of panic in her voice. ] Your hands they're...

[ there is definitely something unnatural going on here. ]

I'm not. I was just -- [ his eyes go wide as he sees what she's staring at. anything he was going to say is lost now as he clutches at the bit of skin that's starting to show some scales in a vain attempt to hide it. ]

Nothing. They're nothing. We should go.

[ he's pretty much scrambling up as quickly as he can because he can feel the familiar sensation of his fingers elongating and the skin of his arm stretching. ]

Now.

[ there's nothing much to do at this point, she had figured that something was wrong with him from his stumble earlier but there were no visible injuries, and now his skin was turning green of all things. she crumples the map and shoves it back in the bag in her haste to get to his side. ]

Jackson, don't make me regret trusting you. I know there's something wrong.

[ and she reaches out, clutching onto him with the fabric of his shirt. ]

Please. I could help you.

[ he flinches back immediately when she reaches him, not wanting her to see that more of his skin was slowly but surely following suit. he's starting to shake too -- small tremors wrack his body as he struggles to keep himself in check. but it's too late because as much as he wants to deny it, everything about this is familiar in a way that he really wishes it wasn't. ]

No! You think you can help me? [ his eyebrows furrow and there's that ever familiar glare on his face because here comes angry Jackson ]

You can't even help yourself, Lydia.

[ she retracts her hand, and pure unadulterated hurt is evident on her face. why did she even think that they could work together as a team? she should have kept going when she saw him in the clearing. jackson is clearly volatile, something dark growing on his features-- and she doesn't deserve to be treated like this, talked to this way. ]

Jackson, why are you doing this? I understand that you must be... [ is he shaking? ] scared.

But you don't have to push me away.

Scared? [ he lets out a snort before sneering at her. the tremors are increasing and if she were to make eye contact with him, she'd see that they're glinting a very inhuman gold colour at this moment. ]

Do I look scared to you? [ the truth is that as outwardly angry he is (at the change, at this stupid game they're being subjected to, at the fact that he's losing more and more control over things ever since Derek bit him), he is scared. he almost does want to push her away because as much as he's hurt Lydia, he doesn't want to do it in this way. and with the blood on his hands from earlier, there's no telling what he's become capable of. ]

Edited 2012-07-16 03:57 (UTC)

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