Roleplay:Room 735

A horror RP inspired by the Silent Hill series, the Penumbra series, and the works of H.P. Lovecraft. The title idea actually came to me while I was listening to "735", a song by the dark ambient musician Brian Williams, who records under the name Lustmord. thumb|300px|right

Plot
There are rumors that the old, rundown hotel located on the outskirts of Station Square contains a portal leading to a dimension of unfathomable horrors. Apparently, Room 735 is the portal itself; if you spend the night in this room and then try to leave, you'll find that the hotel is not of our world!

Rules

 * 1) Do not godmod
 * 2) Don't make this RP into a joke; it's supposed to be serious and SCARY. If I catch anyone doing anything that would make this RP comical or silly, I WILL KICK YOU FROM THE RP.
 * 3) Do not alter the plot
 * 4) No more than 2 characters to a person
 * 5) No super-strong characters, demi-gods, etc. Think of it as being an average human lost in the world of Silent Hill; you must make use of your surroundings and rely on your wits to survive. Or I can just make it so that the alternate dimension robs its victims of all their powers. Also, don't be all like "Oh this isn't scary" or take down a Dark One with ridiculous ease, either. Again, think of it as being like an average human who's been confronted with something that's scary enough to cause messy pants. Or worse...

Invited People

 * 1) Flash
 * 2) Kagi
 * 3) Smash
 * 4) Banzai
 * 5) E-113 Xi
 * 6) Flab
 * 7) BloodSonic
 * 8) Memph
 * 9) Wh!te
 * 10) Lightning
 * 11) Vampire
 * 12) Shima
 * 13) PockyMalon
 * 14) Nevermind
 * 15) BoostPowah
 * 16) DigiKatana
 * 17) Shadowthewolf
 * 18) Nero
 * 19) Wolf

The Lost Heroes
Those lost inside the hotel.
 * Dismal the Hedgehog - Ryu (he's got the worst luck, doesn't he?)
 * Shadow the Wolf (Shadowthewolf)
 * Topaz the Hedgehog (Xi)
 * Shima the Hedgehog (Shima)
 * Hali the Hedgehog (Shima)
 * Temporal the Cat (Nero)
 * Kyle the Bat (Vamp)
 * Jesse the Echidna (Wolf9400)

The Dark Ones
''The unholy things that reside within the "hotel". Feel free to add creatures (and play as them).''
 * Unnamed Dark One that resembles Sepulcher from Silent Hill: Homecoming (Ryu)
 * Zable the Fire Demon (Xi)

Prologue
[One night, Dismal is being chased by the Trolls (again).]

Toxic: Get back here, mutt!!

Dismal: *panting*

''[He finally comes across a run-down old hotel. Despite its creepy appearance, Dismal has nowhere better to hide, so he opens up the front door and runs inside.]''

Dismal: [Slams the door shut] *panting*

''[The hotel is in ruin; windows are shattered and broken, dust and debris cover the floor, chairs and tables are overturned and broken, and there are dark stains everywhere. The stains look suspiciously like blood...]''

Dismal: *gulp* [looks around nervously]

[It is utterly silent...the air seems thicker than usual, and somehow more sour...]

Dismal: [Cautiously walks forward] H-Hello...? I-Is anyone h-h-here...?

[No one answers...]

Dismal: [Sees a set of stairs and decides to go up them] .......

''[The air gets fouler as he ascends. He eventually makes it to the seventh floor, where the air is rancid and thick. The paint is peeling from the walls, and it's very dark, save for the unnatural red glow permeating the corridor.]''

Dismal: [Holding his nose and mouth] ......

''[He spots an old, decrepit door bearing the number "735". Gulping a bit, he hesitantly reaches out a shaking hand, the other still covering his nose and mouth, and turns the rusted doorknob, pushing the door open...]''

Part 1

 * (Ryu-Okay, now you guys enter here.)

[A week later...]

Fredrick was pulling his cart through Station Square. It was busy, teeming with life. Dozens of potential customers passed him by, yet all Fredrick did was scream, "I hate big cities!!!"

Suddenly, a newspaper, blown by the strong wind, hit Fredrick in the face.

He tears it off, sighing as he reads the contents. It was a clipping from an obscure paranormal newspaper.

"Abandoned Hotel is a Portal to Hell?" "For years the old Grimmsley Hotel has been the subject of much speculation and rumor that within its depths lies a portal to what may possibly be Hell itself. Countless paranormal investigators have tried to capture evidence of this; in most cases, it hides itself too well to be found. But sometimes, the investigators are sent fleeing in terror. Very rarely, they never return..."

"Interesting..." he thought aloud," I bet there are some great artifacts in a fancy place like a hotel. And being haunted just adds on the dollar signs."

He made a full 180, heading for the address the article described. It wasn't the first time he'd gone someplace "hunted". Countless cursed tombs, old ghosts in abandoned mansions and palaces, demons guarding priceless treasures (though many of those had been real). There probably wasn't anything special about this place that he hadn't seen before.

He eventually arrived at the site. The massive Grimmsley Hotel stood among a jungle of weeds and overgrown grass, the only building in the vicinity. Despite it being daytime, the sky seemed darker here, and the clouds hovered low. The building itself was decrepit and decayed, and many of the windows were boarded up. Judging by the windows themselves, there were seven floors. One window on the seventh floor seemed strangely dark, as if there were a shadow standing behind it.

Meanwhile, Topaz the Hedgehog was on his was to the hotel as well. "I still think this is pointless," he said into his wrist communicator. "And I still think you're trying to get out of it because you're scared," replied the voice of his commanding officer, "It's just a quick in-and-out. You collect a little data and you're done. Anything with a potential worth is far from pointless." Topaz sighed and ended the call, now able to see the roof of the hotel on the horizon. "Pfft, I ain't scared of nothing," he mumbled to himself.

By now the sun was starting to go down, falling directly behind the abandoned hotel, cloaking it in almost complete darkness.

Meanwhile, Shadow the Wolf is sitting on top of her house, listening to music, when a letter hits her in the face. "What the heck?"

Dear Shadow the Wolf,

''For years this abandoned hotel has been a portal to hell. Many think it is a joke but knowing you, You would want to know. Some who have been in this hotel have never came back out it is up to you to find out the reason why.''

"Hmm, no name on the bottom of this letter," she said to herself. She thinks about it for a minute and then grabs her sword, scouter and emerald, then jumps down from the roof of her house and heads to the hotel to find out who or what wrote the letter to her. "It's time to find out who or what wrote this letter to me," she says in her head.

(Meanwhile...)

Kyle: (reading a newspaper) A haunted hotel... *shudders* This is like something straight out of a horror movie! Still... it does sound pretty interesting... Damn you, curiosity... *grabs some stuff and heads towards the hotel*

(At Grimmsley Hotel...)

Kyle: *enters* Okay, abandoned hotel, nobody around, supposedly haunted. *exhales* This is starting to sound like a bad horror movie... *reads over the instructions* Room... 735. Okay... *walks up to room 735*

[The air gets thicker and more putrid as Kyle ascends to the seventh floor.]

Kyle: Whew... Someone let off a hell of a stinker in here... Now, 35... 32, 33, 34, 735! Okay... *clenches fists, shuts eyes, and opens door*

''[The room is utterly trashed. The paint is peeling worse in here, chairs and little side tables are smashed, their pieces scattered over the floor, and there are stains everywhere. It would be pitch black in here were it not for the unnatural, dim red glow that covers the entire room, yet doesn't seem to have a source...]''

Kyle: O-kay... we're in. Doesn't seem too haunted, and I'm talking to myself again to disguise how completely bloody terrifying this is. Just an average day... *looks around*

[The stench is near unbearable in here...there's a small clump of what appears to be fur laying on the bed...]

Kyle: Fur? (picks it up and examines it)

[The fur is gray in color, and downy soft...]

Kyle: I know this stuff... DISMAL!!! Dammit, the guy's not gonna last two seconds in a haunted hotel! 'DISMAAAAAAAL? YOU IN HERE?'

[The door swings shut with a loud bang.]

Kyle: GAAAAH!!! *spins around, rushes to the door*

''[The room begins to deteriorate horrifically; the walls warp and bleed, and the floor turns into metal grating. Awful screams sound out from everywhere.]''

Kyle: *freaking out big time* Oh, oh god, godgodgod... I need to find Dizzy and get the hell out of this... hell!

[The door warps and seemingly melts against its hinges...]

Kyle: *rushing around the room, trying to get out*

[The way the door's warping, it looks like it could be broken through...]

Kyle: *hurls himself at the door*

''[He breaks through easily. The sound is not of breaking wood, however, but of snapping bones and tearing flesh.]''

Kyle: *trying not to throw up, bolts out the room and into the corridor, searching for Dismal*

''[The hallway has changed drastically; not only are the walls warped and bloody, but the hall itself is much larger. The lights are blood-red and somewhat dim, and the floor is made of rusted metal.]''

Kyle: It's... bigger? That's not right. A demonic-class illusion cannot change the mass of a frame-work... 'DISMAAAAAAAAAAAAAL?! YOU HEEEEEERE?'

[There is silence at first...then, an odd sort of scratching noise...]

Kyle: Dismal? That you, buddy?

[It seems to be coming from one of the doors...]

Kyle: Hoo boy, am I gonna regret this. *reaches for the door handle*

[The scratching stops.]

Kyle: D-Dismal? That you?

[He hears a faint, shaky gasp.]

???: W-Who's there?? I-I'm warning you, I-I'm armed...!!

[The voice is unmistakably Dismal's! But he sounds different...terrified...almost as if he's been stricken by a fear far beyond mortal comprehension.]

Kyle: *breathes a sigh of relief* Relax, little buddy. It's me, Kyle. I'm here to get you out of this nuthouse.

Dismal: *gasp* Kyle?! W-Why are you here?! You w-won't be able to g-get out...!!

Kyle: Wait, what?

Dismal: There's no way out...there's no way out...

Kyle: Oh, ''b****y hell! ''Great. Stuck in a hothell with no way out. Now what are we gonna do?

Dismal: *mumbling* No way out...*muffled sobbing*

Kyle: It's okay, buddy. We'll get out of here in no time. You forget I'm a 'prodigy', according to the oldies. I can think us up an escape route. And you! You're invincible, immortal and you've got an arm than can punch through just about anything. Between us, we're unstoppable! Now let me in here, and let's get outta here!

Dismal: Y-You don't understand...

''[The door creaks open, revealing Dismal, looking haggard and weary. His body is covered in strange, almost ritualistic markings that have been carved into his flesh; lines of dried blood run down his arms, legs and sides.]''

Dismal: I belong to Them...[his eyes tear up] I can't leave...

Kyle: *jumps* Holy- *puts hands to mouth* Who the hell did this to you?

Dismal: They marked me...!

Kyle: Who is this They?

Dismal: Th-The ones that live here...!

Kyle: And I'm thinking they're not people we want to run into. Okay, c'mon. Now I know I'm not leaving you here.

Dismal: Y-You have to...I-I'll just get you killed...

Kyle: Then that's a chance I'll take. Come on! Let's move, soldier!

''[Suddenly, down the end of the hall, a black haze seeps from the floor. Out of it rises a a terrible-looking being that resembles a Grim Reaper of sorts, its body composed of a long, rippling black cloak, black, feathered wings, and crossed arms ending in massive scythes.]''

Dismal: *horrified gasp*

Kyle: *cries out in terror* H-he doesn't look f-friendly... *grabs Dismal and bolts in the other direction*

[The horrible thing promptly floats after them, keeping a steady speed.]

Kyle: Runrunrunrun!

'Dismal: *panting*

Kyle: *races around a corner, and dives into a room, pulling Dismal in with him*

''[The thing floats past the door, thankfully. But where Kyle and Dismal ended up...it looks like an old, massive warehouse!]''

Kyle: A warehouse? What the...

Dismal: *whimper*

Back outside, Topaz approached the front door of the hotel and stepped inside. "Nothing out of the ordinary yet," he said to himself, "Just a run-down hotel."

The smell of mold and decay hit Topaz as soon as he stepped inside.

"Yuck," Topaz muttered, "Smells worse than Burst's apartment."

The lobby was an atrocious mess. A thick layer of dust covered all objects and practically every square inch of the floor, except for a pair of footprints leading up the stairs.

Back outside, Shadow the Wolf stands outside of the hotel. "This doesn't look so bad, just an old hotel.." She walks inside, the smell of mold and decay hits her the moment she enters.

"Oh god this smells worse then anything..." She mutters to herself.

Topaz jerked around upon noticing Shadow behind him. "What the-- Who're you?" he asked with a hint of shock.

"The name is Shadow,Shadow the Wolf and you are?" Looking at Topaz confused

Elsewhere...

Jesse the Echidna is in a coffee shop, sipping on a cappucino, and reading a newspaper. He happens to see the same article Fredrick did, and smiles. "Haunted house. Judging by the picture, nothing in there could be scarier than my garage." The picture shows the exterior. The caption read "The reporter refused to go inside." "Wimp," Jesse laughs. He steps out to his sports car and gets in.

Back at the hotel...

"Name's Topaz," he replied, "Might I ask why you're following me?"

Part 2
Kyle: Now where are we?