This isn't how the horror ended for us - this is how it began.
ThE pLaCe
Cutter's Wedge, New England
It's elementary school is called 'The Redbrick Elementary School.'
It's highschool is called 'Cutter High.'
All the houses here, are old Victorians.
Small as it is, a person could live in Cutter's Wedge and find almost evrything they need there, especially if they liked to read. There was a well-stocked library, and four book stores, such as 'Something Wicked'.
There is a hardware store, Cutter's Wedge Wines, and loads more.
It all began when a girl found a journal, called, The Devouring. The journal was written by Macie Canfield, who watched her brother get taken by Vours.
ThE vOuRs
Vours are evil creatures that take over human bodies, assuming the victim’s personality while imprisoning the host’s consciousness in a nightmare-world called a fearscape. Outside of a human victim, Vours manifest as black oily smoke, but can retain this form only for a limited time without special circumstances. Because of their ability to cause hallucinations and psychically manipulate people, a Vour’s true shape is often hard to discern.
Detecting a Vour-possessed person isn’t always easy. Once inside of a person, a Vour assumes the victim’s personality, and has access to all of the host’s memories. A Vour-controlled person shows a few key symptoms, however. They include a fixation with sweet foods and heat, as well as an extreme sensitivity to cold (cold might even cause discoloration and burns on the skin). These signs are most detectible in the recently possessed.
Vours, both in their human and inhuman forms, sense what we fear most. Using both psychic and physical means, they will inflict these fears to assail anyone who crosses them—and sometimes merely to amuse themselves. Fear is intoxicating to Vours, and they are drawn to it like sharks to blood.
The cold is their only weakness. They detest it, and it shows pieces of their true forms. Also, looking into the eyes of a Vour, will make you see living nightmares, of your worst fear.
tHe WiNtEr SoLsTiCe
Snuff the light. Douse the flames. Spend the night in the cold, and dark.
On the winter solstice, shun your fears. Bury them! I know it. I saw it. They'll take your soul.
FeArScApEs
“Suppose there’s a place inside our heads we don’t know is there.
A place crammed full of such horrible stuff our mind won’t even let our subconscious know it exists. This domain that the thing threatened you about.
It’s like a . . . a fearscape.”
Your fearscape is where you go, when your fears have been devoured by a Vour.
It is vaguely made up of the places you are most afraid of, and same goes with people. Often, you have comfort objects, to heko the fear, but one by one, the Vours will destroy them, so that you are alone.
 Kaisa Angel RP · Thu Jan 01, 2009 @ 03:52am · 0 Comments |
