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move to the future ([personal profile] advancing) wrote in [community profile] spirituals2012-07-13 07:26 pm

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!
bitofajerk: (( is it weird i have a boner from this ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-15 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 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) ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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?
bitofajerk: (( go away I have a restraining order!!!!)

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[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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. ]
bitofajerk: (( she's so fabulous ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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 ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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. ]
bitofajerk: (( here lie my hopes and dreams ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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.
bitofajerk: (( my pores are so huge!!! ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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.

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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.
bitofajerk: (( get it off me get it off me!!! ))

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[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
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. ]
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bitofajerk: (( i hate how my thighs look ugh ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ instead of doing so however, he pulls back further away from her and nearly doubles over as the shift takes over his whole body. when he looks up at her again, the green scales have spread as far as his neck ]

You don't understand anything! Because -- [ beat ] -- it isn't me who should be scared.
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[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ she takes a sharp intake of breath as the scales spread over his body, she can follow the transformation with her eyes, and it's both oddly fascinating and terrifying. ]

What's happening to you? [ and she looks into his eyes, and she must be seeing things (she has to be) because they're reflecting gold; and that can't be right because-- this has to be some sort of nightmare.

she squeezes her eyes shut and reopens them, and jackson's still contorted in front of her, looking more reptilian every second.

it's then that his words register, she's the one who should be frightened. maybe jackson didn't murder a number of their classmates, but the creature he's turning into--

dully, it occurs to her that she should run while she still can, but it's as if she's rooted in place. ]
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[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ he wouldn't be able to answer her even if he did know because every muscle in his body seems to be splitting apart and changing shape. he sticks out a hand to grab a hold of the tree, but by now it's more claw than human hand. the elongated nails bury themselves in the bark and jackson sways before catching himself. the shaking's dying down and jackson is slowly emerging from his metaphorical cocoon as the mythological lizard beast to die for. ]

Lydia -- [ it's almost like Jackson's last attempt to tell her to go before whatever it is that's happening to him takes full control. it won't be long until the Kanima instincts take over ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ her eyes go impossibly wide as jackson's-- no the creature's claws dig deep into the tree, it makes her feel queasy to think how easily those same claws could tear through flesh and sever muscle from bone. even though everything she knows is telling her to run and not look back, she stays. even taking a traitorous step forward towards what was still (partly) jackson. ]

Please-- [ desperate. ] you have to fight it, you can, can't you?

I can't do this by myself.
bitofajerk: (( if i had any!!!!!!! ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's too easy to give in to this. it's far too easy to relinquish the little (if any) control he has left over his body. there's a quiet murmur in the back of his head that coaxes him to just let it go, to stop struggling against it. it really is far too easy and for a second, Jackson does.

in that brief moment, he springs forward and grabs Lydia by the arms. the claws aren't digging into the flesh but the way they curl around her biceps is a reminder that they easily could. he's almost unrecognizable now -- more Kanima than Jackson -- and he's breathing heavily as he draws closer. he should have paralyzed her by now and his body is tense, ready to jump into action to do just that. but having her this close is somehow working against his instincts. he can almost hear her voice; it's muffled but enough to draw back the ounce of control back. ]


Lydia, what am I -- [ he looks confused at finding himself holding her but seems somewhat more clear headed than before. of course, that might not last very long. ]


[ ooc: btw if there's anything that makes you go noooope, just let me know! ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ she doesn't dare even to breathe when he lunges forward, there's a litany of i'm going to die echoing in her head, as she mentally prepares herself for the pain of being speared on sharpened claws.

but the pain never comes.

he's close, grip steady on her arms, and she can feel his breath in warm puffs on her face. looking at him with watering tear-filled eyes (she's more frightened now than when they first announced the battle royale and sent their whole grade on a killing spree) she attempts to call him (jackson) back. she speaks quickly, desperation and panic both fueling her words. ]


You're turning into some sort of [ monster. ] creature, Jackson, you can't-- I need you. I need you to be with me, not some lizard.



[ ooc: we're all in the clear so far, i'm not a really squeamish person so safkdjf it shouldn't be an issue. ]
bitofajerk: (( i just wanted superpowers not this ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ his grip on her slackens slightly as he stares at her panic-stricken face. but his body hasn't returned to human form so the worried expression on his face ends up twisted, pulling at the reptilian features that have crept their way through. he can hear her heart beating erratically and it's disorienting to feel it so close, almost as close as his own. his eyes shut immediately as he attempts to reel himself back. the only thing he concentrates on is Lydia's voice --

the proximity of their bodies isn't anything new to Jackson, but even when they'd been dating, (he wonders absently why that feels like ages ago from this moment), it hadn't been like this. he holds onto her though, a drowning man clinging to the last vestige of anything that will keep him from sinking, from going back into whatever the creature makes him. ]


I can't -- I don't know what is happening but. You can't stay here. [ you could get hurt. i could hurt you, goes unspoken. ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ she watches as the scales on jackson's face twist and fold trying to accommodate themselves to a foreign expression. it's still him under what (if she tries hard enough) she can imagine is a halloween mask. dimly she's aware that she could break from jackson's hold now that his grip has loosened, but she doesn't. she stays because she would never forgive herself if she ran and never saw him again, if he died because of her self-preservation instinct.

trying to keep her voice steady: ]
I'm not leaving.

[ and you can't make me, her expression clearly states; lips pulled thin in a stubborn line. ]

You're not going to hurt me. I know you won't.

[ maybe if she keeps repeating it in her head, she'll start to believe it. ]
bitofajerk: (( because I wasn't really listening oops)

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ her determination to stay surprises him, not only because he was sure that she'd take the chance to save herself now but also because of the ever lingering fear he'd never admit to: that he would be left by those around him at some point or another. it's why he tries so hard to be the one in charge in any kind of relationship he'd been in; at least that way, he could leave them before they could do the honours. but lydia's always been a constant presence in his life (right after Danny), always stuck around even, as he hates to admit it, despite his best efforts for otherwise.

but he's suddenly glad for this trait of hers because it's that stubbornness in her tone that's keeping him grounded for the time being. ]


How can you sound so sure about that? [ he raises a clawed finger to run along her jawline, not hard enough to pierce the skin but it's still pressed against it regardless. it would be so simple, ushers something from deep inside him but he doesn't. not yet. ]
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[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-16 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ breathing shallow, she's still as the claw drifts across her jawline the pointed tip skating across, but never breaking her skin. she's not sure that he won't snap and decide to kill her in an instant, but she wants to believe he won't. she wants to believe it so, so badly.

he's hurt her before. never physically no, but there are times where she's left his presence in tears, and vowed to herself that he would be dead to her from then on, only to seek out his presence the next day.

she wonders if he knows what kind of effect he has on people, on her to be more specific. ]


Because, you're not a monster. [ she remembers his earlier reaction to the blood on his hands, to her asking if he'd killed anyone. no, jackson might be cruel at times, but he's just a teenager. and so is she. ]
bitofajerk: (( i am so putting this on tumblr ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-16 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ unfortunately, her words don't have the kind of effect she may have intended. rather than being soothed by Lydia's statement, he's only reminded of the fact that he's currently both green and covered in scales. not to mention the blood he'd found on his hands earlier. if he wasn't a monster, then what was he?

no, he definitely saw himself as a monster despite her claim otherwise. the rest of his fingers slowly wrap around the side of her neck, thumb still grazing across her cheek. his expression hardens again and in the constant struggle he has going on within him, it seems like the animalistic side of him is winning this one. ]


I could kill you, right now. I could have killed someone from our grade. No -- [ anger overtakes him once more ] -- I probably did. What do you call that, Lydia? Still think I'm not a monster? [ he's close to yelling at her at this point ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-17 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ she stares at him, eyes wide and afraid, tears silently rolling down her cheeks. the thumb at her jawline feels more like a threat more now than ever, and it takes all her willpower to not do something rash like scream or try to break from jackson's hold. she can tell the moment when her words register, and the moment where they go sour in his mind-- even more than the scales and the claws, it's his eyes that scare her (and the lack of humanity in them). ]

It isn't you, this isn't you. I know you don't want to hurt anyone, Jackson. I don't date homicidal maniacs.

[ maybe it isn't the best way to talk to someone who has her life in his hands, but even now, his yelling does something to provoke her.]

You could kill me now, but you won't. [ an echo of her previous words. ]
bitofajerk: (( but also so evil ))

[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-17 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ part of him wonders if he should deem her as either too brave or entirely too stupid for trying to reason with him. his eyes stay transfixed on her, watching as tear after tear falls from her eyes -- he always does end up making her cry, doesn't he? it only seems to affirm his status as a monster (even if it may not be the worst thing he's done through all of this, it sure feels like it is when he sees the terror in her expression).

he wants to rid himself of her in hopes that this pain, this guilt will go with her. he could slash across the fragile skin of her neck, burst open the veins and let that be the end of it. but deep down, he knows that it wouldn't do anything but amplify his guilt. every time he's found himself hurting Lydia, he's walked away with a heavy heart, too full of pride to admit that he cared how he made her feel.

he lets his eyes shut slowly and forgets about the conflicting wants in his head for a second to concentrate on her voice. ]


What if I can't help it? [ his voice is barely above a murmur when he speaks. he's pulled somewhat of a flip mood wise because no matter how much he wouldn't want to kill anyone, this is the question that lingers. wanting something to not happen doesn't prevent it. ]

[personal profile] strawberryblonde 2012-07-17 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ the way she sees things is simple, easy to understand as the simplest equation. jackson, ordinarily, would never kill her. but when you take into account the unstable variables of being put in an arena and throw in the fact that jackson's transforming before her very eyes, what she knows becomes blurred beyond recognition. and she's too frightened to think clearly, she can't even follow the swing of his moods which seem to change with the drop of a pin.

what she doesn't understand has always scared her.

his question registers, and for once she's speechless. if he can't help it that means she'll die here, in this clearing, with her throat cut and alone except for jackson (her killer). it's not fair, she's too young to die, and there are so many things she hasn't done--

when they first announced the rules for the battle royale she had never planned on winning, and maybe she has been expecting this since the moment she ran from the hall where her classmates were killing each other.

she moves before she says anything; raising a shaking hand she reaches up and brushes her knuckles along jackson's scaled jawline in an imitation of his own gesture. ]


You could win this, Jackson. You could go home.

[ she's not giving him permission, never, but: ] I'd rather know that you got out of here than anyone else.
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[personal profile] bitofajerk 2012-07-17 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's not permission, but if it comes down to it, it wouldn't matter either way. the game's rules had promised that only one of them would survive and if they really are the only two left like he'd suspected earlier, this may be it. he's still listening intently to the sound of her voice, repeating what she says in his head.

Home. the mere thought of being back in Beacon Hills sounds foreign. he imagines being able to just go back to his normal life -- no werewolves, no crazy games, no more killing. he could go back to pretending to be the self-obsessed jock whose only worry was showing up to lacrosse practice on time. would that still be possible? who knew how many of his team members were now dead?

her hands are warm on his scale covered features and his body seems to absorb that heat immediately. he leans into the touch, smooth scales sliding easily in her palm until his head is tilted to the side. he opens his eyes then, sensing her concession to her fate.

his one claw tightens around her as the other reaches to take hold of her arm. it really would be effortless, yet... ]

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