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[closerthanheaven]

Action for 310 Miller

[Vincent got his hands on some radioluminescent paint (red, to be specific). He's decided to play a rather cruel joke on Heather, but everyone in the house will see this symbol painted on every mirror in the house. He'll be playing innocent in the living room, reading.]

Action at the Church

[Being a priest of an...interesting religion, Vincent decides to pay a visit to the church in town. It's certainly better decorated than the last one he was in, but it lacks the sheer size. A shame, that. He'd had a hand in building it.

He'll be walking around, just quietly observing everything about the church. He seems to be paying specific attention to pieces of art. He also appears to be readily approachable, so feel free to talk to him.]

Comments

what a great first impression /quietly hangs head in shame

[bloodsugar]

[oh! well. noted.

...that just means you'll probably be more fun to troll considering he has no concept of personal space oops. he is smiling amicably, recovering from this... mishap.]

Ah-- Father Vincent! It's a pleasure to meet you! Another member of the clergy, is it...? We're gaining popularity around here!

R's are superfluous!

[closerthanheaven]

[The troll getting trolled? NO WAY.]

Yes, but...probably not of your specific belief set. [No, no, it was something far more of a clusterfuck of how many religions they could cram together in one go.]

Is it a recent influx?

oh do you think so too............... /judges the letter R

[bloodsugar]

Ah? Not a Catholic? [not that Abel minds, really -- you'll find the clergy in Mayfield aren't exactly uh, typical anyway. YOU'LL FIT RIGHT IN, VINCENT.]

--Mm, well, in a way...! Sister Ciel has been here going on two years, and Sister Esther arrived for the second time not too long ago. A companion from Sister Ciel's world just came last cycle.

[closerthanheaven]

Definitely not. I'll be better...equipped to tell you about if I ever get some of my books back. [Good luck explaining why there's Aztec gods haphazardly thrown in with demonology.]

Cycle? So...new people show up regularly?

[bloodsugar]

[that will be an amazing conversation one day.] Your books? --Ah, religious texts? [well, that makes sense.]

Mm, you could say that... It's a little predictable for all the madness around here. [he gestures to a pew, should his company want to sit.]

People start coming in waves around the beginning of the month, and it usually slows down the further in you get. So, you're a new face among many, I guess! [is it reassuring or just disconcerting to know the volume of people jerked around by their captors :|a]

[closerthanheaven]

Yes, that would be the logical conclusion.

Hm, so the start of every month, then? There's no...variance to it? [Ignoring the new part for now.]

[bloodsugar]

No, not particularly... not as long as I've been here, in any case!

[some elements of this place can be considered 'methodical madness,' after all.]

It's going on seven months for me. In that time, the way of things hasn't changed drastically...

[closerthanheaven]

I suppose those that...run this place would want to give those "trapped" here some sort of routine to expect. A form of comfort, or something like that.

[bloodsugar]

I wouldn't put it past them. [he heaves a long-suffering sigh at that.]

Honestly, as if being treated like lab rats wasn't enough -- we're made to endure the horrible clothing and lacking food, too! I'm half convinced this is some... hidden circle of Hell or the like!

[closerthanheaven]

[Horrible clothing? Pfft. Vincent wears stuff like this, anyway, only...a little bit less highwaisted. :|]

At least it provides interesting...research opportunities.

[bloodsugar]

[he doesn't really think it's horrible but MELODRAMATICS, good sir.]

--Research... opportunities? [what. WHAT are you suggesting exactly Mr. Clergyman?]

[closerthanheaven]

I have an...interest in the paranormal, so to speak.

[bloodsugar]

Paranormal, hm? [a clergyman with paranormal interests. sadly, this is not as strange as it probably should be.] Do you investigate that kind of thing at home, too?

[closerthanheaven]

You...could say that. [Considering the town he's from occasionally turned into blood and rusty metal...yes, yes he did.] I hold...held now, I suppose, a strong interest in the Otherworld back home.

[bloodsugar]

[your world is special Vincent, has anyone ever told you that...

'Otherworld?' that causes the perk of a curious brow.]

'Otherworld?' As in... the Afterlife? Or something else?

[closerthanheaven]

No, no, something much, much different. Silent Hill is a town that has an odd history. If someone in the town is more...psychically capable, their nightmares and negative feelings can influence how the town looks. Occasionally, it will manifest in different ways to different people. To most people, it's a nightmarish, horrible place filled with monsters. I, however, find it most fascinating.

[bloodsugar]

[wow. that... sounds...

incredibly CREEPY?? that sentiment is showing on his face, like he's got the heebie jeebies as Vincent goes on.]

H... how on Earth do you live somewhere like that? That sounds--

[run screaming forever etc...]

You're really ...fascinated by that kind of thing?