Scene 7: OmniFear
The Hero’s Castle
Ben was sitting comfortable on one of the windowsills, looking out at the wasteland below. He could feel the light wind blowing on his face, causing him to smile despite the circumstances. Down below, he noticed something moving. “Huh, hey Jason! I think we got another one!”
“Holy crap!” Jason shouted, peering out of the window. “It looks like Domon is here, and he got himself a new Gundam.”
“Gundam? What the hell is a Gundam?”
“A giant robot,” Jason explained.
Vwwwwwm
“Right you are, Jason m’boy. So, in the interest of being a good host, why not open the gates so your new guest may enter?”
“I’m good up here, thanks,” said Ben.
Jason turned to say something to Ben, only to find a cloud of dust settling where he once was sitting. He looked around a bit and noticed a small trail going up the ceiling. Looking up, Jason found Ben...clutching the chandelier?
“Nah, I’m already here,” Domon said, jumping into the room from his Gundam’s hand. “Why is that guy holding a chandelier?”
“I don’t like robots!” Ben shouted, not moving in the slightest.
“Whatcha got against robots?” he asked, crossing his arms. “I’m Domon by the way.”
“Name’s Ben and I don’t wanna talk about it! They’re evil! Let’s leave it at that!”
“Ok...” Jason said, cutting in. “Hows about we head to the bar? Xemnas probably has it set up by now.”
“I could go for a beer,” Ben said leaping off the chandelier, yet staying far away from the Gundam. “Been a while since I’ve had some of the good stuff. Just keep that...thing, away from me. Gives me the creeps just lookin’ at it.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Domon said with a roll of his eyes, following Jason out of the room.
“Oi! Wait for me!” Ben said as he ran after the two, catching up in a couple fast-steps. “Woo! Still love doin’ that. So, Domon, what the hell are you doing with...whatever the hell that thing is?”
“I’m the King of Hearts, I use it to wreck fools in the Gundam Fight,” Domon started, filling their walk to the bar with a brief overview of his world’s history.
Somewhere North of the Hero Castle.
The Badlands were more active than they had been in the last seven billion years. Case in point: The rather ominous portal opening three feet above the ground, spewing out a creature from many peoples’ (and ponies’) worst nightmares.
Pyramid Head; God of Fear, King of the Silent Hill
Oh Goddamn Run For Your Damn Life!
(Zero can just kill himself. I think it’s better that way)
(Seriously Zero, do it.)
“Hehehehe, look at these weaklings… Normally, I would kill you all on sight, but today is different due to… certain circumstances…” He took a deep whiff of the air and sighed loudly… before summoning his spear and stabbing a small lizard crawling on the ground. “And where are you going? I don’t recall the Badlands having life… Well, except for the changelings…” Whistling merrily to himself, he started walking. Where? He didn’t know, except maybe that big castle thing over there had an answer or two. “Wait… Why did… nah. Why do I get the sneaking suspicion that someone… WANTS TO SELL ME SOMETHING!” Quickly turning he saw… Nothing but a duck. “...What’s a duck doing in the middle of the Badlands of all places?”
Then the duck did something odd: Point straight up with one wing and cock its head as if to say, “Well? What are you waiting for?”
“...I’m suddenly scared for my life again… A feeling I haven’t felt in millennia.” Following the ducks wing up he found…..
Was that a shine of metal?
And then the whistling started.
SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
SLAM!
As the dust cleared away, Pyramid Head saw an odd sight: a shining, metallic, coffin-shaped object with a note attached.
“Dear Pyramid Head:
Welcome to Battle World 1. Encased in this lovely little package is a map to the Hero’s Castle (Directly South, if you want to do it the hard way) and one massively over-sized butcher’s knife, sharpened and ready to take souls. Additional features may be added later.
Have fun!
-Umbra Shadow-Walker
(The guy who wants to sell you things.)
(The guy who you absolutely, positively should NOT piss off. Ever)”
“...I don’t know why, but I want to piss him off. Just to see what happens. Now what’s this Butcher’s Knife he’s… Ooooh that’s pretty…” A nice metallic knife, roughly the size of the original, was right there ready for the taking. He placed his hands around the hilt but… it didn’t feel right… No, it was like touching pond scum, all gooey…
“What...WHAT IS THIS?!” He threw the knife with all of his power and made sure he could never see it again.
Skreeeee
Thud
“Sorry, wrong knife. I have a whole lot of them, so it’s easy to lose track. This one should be better, though I should warn you….. it’s a bit temperamental.
-Umbra”
“You must understand, Umbra...I do not want your equipment, I do not need your help. I am fear incarnate, and terror given form! I am the eternal guardian of Silent Hill and Alessa, and I will be damned a thousand times over if I give in to the temptations of your… ‘Charity’.” He took the map, but left the second coffin, which slowly retreated. “And besides, I have my own. And it’s irreplaceable.” With that, he set out on the tedious task of getting to the Hero’s Castle… Directly South. “Hehehe, I love a good challenge…”
Whoosh-thud
“Well… if you insist. But realize this: These are all pre-written notes, so you’re really talking to no one.
-Umbra”
“I’m aware of that Umbra, but I know for a fact you can hear me.” He said, smug grin hidden behind his helmet.
Whoosh
“Shit! He’s onto me!”
The Hero’s Castle
Ben was sitting comfortable on one of the windowsills, looking out at the wasteland below. He could feel the light wind blowing on his face, causing him to smile despite the circumstances. Down below, he noticed something moving. “Huh, hey Jason! I think we got another one!”
“Holy crap!” Jason shouted, peering out of the window. “It looks like Domon is here, and he got himself a new Gundam.”
“Gundam? What the hell is a Gundam?”
“A giant robot,” Jason explained.
Vwwwwwm
“Right you are, Jason m’boy. So, in the interest of being a good host, why not open the gates so your new guest may enter?”
“I’m good up here, thanks,” said Ben.
Jason turned to say something to Ben, only to find a cloud of dust settling where he once was sitting. He looked around a bit and noticed a small trail going up the ceiling. Looking up, Jason found Ben...clutching the chandelier?
“Nah, I’m already here,” Domon said, jumping into the room from his Gundam’s hand. “Why is that guy holding a chandelier?”
“I don’t like robots!” Ben shouted, not moving in the slightest.
“Whatcha got against robots?” he asked, crossing his arms. “I’m Domon by the way.”
“Name’s Ben and I don’t wanna talk about it! They’re evil! Let’s leave it at that!”
“Ok...” Jason said, cutting in. “Hows about we head to the bar? Xemnas probably has it set up by now.”
“I could go for a beer,” Ben said leaping off the chandelier, yet staying far away from the Gundam. “Been a while since I’ve had some of the good stuff. Just keep that...thing, away from me. Gives me the creeps just lookin’ at it.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Domon said with a roll of his eyes, following Jason out of the room.
“Oi! Wait for me!” Ben said as he ran after the two, catching up in a couple fast-steps. “Woo! Still love doin’ that. So, Domon, what the hell are you doing with...whatever the hell that thing is?”
“I’m the King of Hearts, I use it to wreck fools in the Gundam Fight,” Domon started, filling their walk to the bar with a brief overview of his world’s history.
Somewhere North of the Hero Castle.
The Badlands were more active than they had been in the last seven billion years. Case in point: The rather ominous portal opening three feet above the ground, spewing out a creature from many peoples’ (and ponies’) worst nightmares.
Pyramid Head; God of Fear, King of the Silent Hill
Oh Goddamn Run For Your Damn Life!
(Zero can just kill himself. I think it’s better that way)
(Seriously Zero, do it.)
“Hehehehe, look at these weaklings… Normally, I would kill you all on sight, but today is different due to… certain circumstances…” He took a deep whiff of the air and sighed loudly… before summoning his spear and stabbing a small lizard crawling on the ground. “And where are you going? I don’t recall the Badlands having life… Well, except for the changelings…” Whistling merrily to himself, he started walking. Where? He didn’t know, except maybe that big castle thing over there had an answer or two. “Wait… Why did… nah. Why do I get the sneaking suspicion that someone… WANTS TO SELL ME SOMETHING!” Quickly turning he saw… Nothing but a duck. “...What’s a duck doing in the middle of the Badlands of all places?”
Then the duck did something odd: Point straight up with one wing and cock its head as if to say, “Well? What are you waiting for?”
“...I’m suddenly scared for my life again… A feeling I haven’t felt in millennia.” Following the ducks wing up he found…..
Was that a shine of metal?
And then the whistling started.
SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
SLAM!
As the dust cleared away, Pyramid Head saw an odd sight: a shining, metallic, coffin-shaped object with a note attached.
“Dear Pyramid Head:
Welcome to Battle World 1. Encased in this lovely little package is a map to the Hero’s Castle (Directly South, if you want to do it the hard way) and one massively over-sized butcher’s knife, sharpened and ready to take souls. Additional features may be added later.
Have fun!
-Umbra Shadow-Walker
(The guy who wants to sell you things.)
(The guy who you absolutely, positively should NOT piss off. Ever)”
“...I don’t know why, but I want to piss him off. Just to see what happens. Now what’s this Butcher’s Knife he’s… Ooooh that’s pretty…” A nice metallic knife, roughly the size of the original, was right there ready for the taking. He placed his hands around the hilt but… it didn’t feel right… No, it was like touching pond scum, all gooey…
“What...WHAT IS THIS?!” He threw the knife with all of his power and made sure he could never see it again.
Skreeeee
Thud
“Sorry, wrong knife. I have a whole lot of them, so it’s easy to lose track. This one should be better, though I should warn you….. it’s a bit temperamental.
-Umbra”
“You must understand, Umbra...I do not want your equipment, I do not need your help. I am fear incarnate, and terror given form! I am the eternal guardian of Silent Hill and Alessa, and I will be damned a thousand times over if I give in to the temptations of your… ‘Charity’.” He took the map, but left the second coffin, which slowly retreated. “And besides, I have my own. And it’s irreplaceable.” With that, he set out on the tedious task of getting to the Hero’s Castle… Directly South. “Hehehe, I love a good challenge…”
Whoosh-thud
“Well… if you insist. But realize this: These are all pre-written notes, so you’re really talking to no one.
-Umbra”
“I’m aware of that Umbra, but I know for a fact you can hear me.” He said, smug grin hidden behind his helmet.
Whoosh
“Shit! He’s onto me!”