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Silent Hill Suppliment - MrGone's Character Sheets

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into the pipes is a mystery.<br />

Power and water work intermittently, but the phone<br />

lines are always dead. Whenever someone picks them<br />

up, the receiver will be silent. This would lead most to<br />

conclude that the phones don't work at all. This isn't true.<br />

The phones ring. Answering means anything from<br />

hearing a steady breathing to carrying on a conversation<br />

with someone who has abandoned sanity long ago.<br />

Inspecting such phones will reveal that they have no<br />

connection to any line.<br />

As a rule, any technology, save that of firearms and<br />

other weapons, will not work within <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong>. Laptops<br />

will boot up, but nothing functions correctly. Cell phones<br />

display odd messages, and they never receive any signal.<br />

Somehow, though, they still receive text messages from<br />

unknown senders. These messages make little sense, but<br />

how they were even able to delivered in the first place is<br />

a mystery.<br />

Notes<br />

Strange, cryptic messages are left all over town for<br />

people to find. Their writers and meanings are uncertain.<br />

Some seem to be warnings, but no consistent pattern<br />

emerges. Considering where most of these messages are<br />

found and in what medium, though, no logical<br />

conclusions can be drawn about who left them.<br />

Graffiti<br />

A good deal of these messages are found in places<br />

where normal graffiti would be found in any other town.<br />

Sometimes occult symbols are blended in with the<br />

messages.<br />

Different travelers have seen a variety of messages.<br />

"The Gates to Hell open" written in messy script, each<br />

letter 3 feet high, on the side of a building. "She<br />

screams" scratched into a park bench. "I've seen the Red<br />

Devil" chiseled into the base of a statue in perfectly<br />

square, straight lettering. "There was a hole here, but it's<br />

gone now" written sloppily on the inside of a store<br />

window with red oil paint, accompanied with an arrow<br />

pointing down.<br />

Childishness<br />

Fair amounts of the messages have a juvenile bent<br />

to them, like they were left by a 10-year-old. These<br />

messages are usually found in spots where children<br />

couldn't reach, or where they would be in such danger<br />

that they wouldn't take time to leave them. Regardless,<br />

these messages abound.<br />

Visitors to the town have found many messages.<br />

"Dare you, dare you, double-dog dare you" written in<br />

pen, above the corpse of a janitor, whose mouth holds a<br />

key. "I know what you did, dirty whore" carved into the<br />

wooden ceiling of a pavilion. "Mommy, Daddy, where<br />

are you?" written in green marker, on the wall of a<br />

collapsed basement.<br />

Suicide<br />

The last group of messages is perhaps the strangest.<br />

Just as many people who are called to battle personal<br />

demons, just as many seem to come to <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong> to<br />

surrender to them. Consequently, one can find all manner<br />

of suicide notes from the fairly normal to the truly<br />

bizarre.<br />

Those who take their own lives have an assortment<br />

of messages near them. In most cases, the messages<br />

could not have been left by the person. “Tell her I'm<br />

sorry" written in blood and brain matter on a wall, over a<br />

body. "I can't take it any more" carved into a hanged<br />

man's back. "I did it. I didn't want to admit it, I didn't<br />

want to know it, but I did it. They hounded me and<br />

tortured me until I remembered, but I did it. If you find<br />

this, do not weep for me. I died a long time ago" on a<br />

scrap of paper lying on the ground between skid marks.<br />

Time Much like other principles of normal reality, time<br />

malfunctions within the bounds of <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong>. Continuity<br />

breaks down. Cause and effect stop occurring in their<br />

correct order.<br />

The effect seems to be most pronounced in the<br />

deepest reaches of the town. On the outskirts, time<br />

functions correctly, for the most part. Going further into<br />

the town means that time's normality further degrades.<br />

Time pieces even reflect, as their hands spin, skip<br />

seconds, or numbers on digital faces become<br />

unintelligible jumbles.<br />

Some would chalk up the strange effects to time<br />

pieces on electromagnetic interference, or some equally<br />

rational explanation. Like other rational explanations,<br />

this breaks down when one experiences what <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong><br />

has to offer. Such as the mother who went looking for<br />

her daughter that had disappeared into the town 5 years<br />

earlier, only to find her not a day older, or the girl who<br />

received notes from an admirer who had seen her, and<br />

had even been near her, but she never saw him.<br />

Time, much like other factors of existence, obeys<br />

new rules within <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong>.<br />

Echoes<br />

Echoes are leftover traces, vague messages that are<br />

sent from <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong>. Maybe these appear due to the<br />

tenuous nature of time in <strong>Silent</strong> <strong>Hill</strong>. Perhaps they<br />

manifest for an entirely different reason. In any case, the<br />

town produces sounds, sights, smells, and feelings that<br />

don't seem to have any cause, but seem to be connected<br />

to the location where they occur.<br />

Examples: A muffled female voice that sounds over<br />

the PA system of a hospital. Seeing sparks fly off roller<br />

coaster tracks, even though no car rides upon them. The

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