Creepy Crawler

May 19, 2009 17:51

WHO: Pyramid Head & Bullseye.
WHERE: Somewhere. In the city.
WHEN: May 19th, morning.
WARNINGS: Pyramid Head. Bullseye. What do you think?
SUMMARY: I DON'T KNOW, WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS.
FORMAT: Whatever you want.

A May morning usually means at least some sun. Usually. Or at least it does, in a place where Pyramid Head doesn't roam. You see, where he walks - whenever he appears, which is not too often - the world around him is distorted into a disturbing reality. Fog and rust and blood and that stench, they accompany the reality in which he lives in.

It's quiet in this reality. The only sound that you can usually hear is the eternal dragging of the butcher knife, drenched in blood that will never leave its blade, across the metal floor. Sometimes you can hear other things, though. A scream, a sick sound like a squelch, something dying. That's how it goes, if someone appears.

Pyramid Head really only appeared when people, unbeknownst to them, called for him. He was but a servant of penance. He wasn't evil nor good, he just was. His purpose was to inflict punishment on those that wanted it, deserved it. Felt it in their guilt. He was there to execute them.

Just like they wanted.

n/a | bullseye, † pyramid head | n/a, *in progress

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