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.

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) Flab
 * 6) BloodSonic
 * 7) Memph
 * 8) Wh!te
 * 9) Lightning
 * 10) Vampire
 * 11) Shima
 * 12) PockyMalon
 * 13) Nevermind
 * 14) BoostPowah
 * 15) DigiKatana

The Lost Heroes
Those lost inside the hotel.
 * Dismal the Hedgehog - Ryu (he's got the worst luck, doesn't he?)
 * Fredrick the Deer (White)

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)

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!!!"