2.2: Video | Side A

[amos_moses]

[For once Amos’s face is dead-set serious, with his usual friendly grin gone. His dark eyes are steady and his voice level and collected...but his New Orleans Yat accent is a little heavier and sharper, highlighting his distress despite his composure. The picture is staticky and a little grainy.]

Sorrow says the west half of the city is in more trouble, an’ we got Fear, Hope, Rage, an’ Delight with us.

That means the east half’s got Sorrow, Confusion, Love, an’ Tranquility with them. Dey also got the armory, the city guard HQ, an’ the clinic.

I need three things from all’a’ya’ll: a headcount for dis side, the west side, who got experience fighting, an’ who got any medical trainin’ or healin’ talents.

Also if there’s gonna be a fight, we better pick a central location to put folks as can’t fight, an’ any left-behind pets, better to protect ‘em. I vote one o’ de temples, Delight’s is middlemost.

I’m Amos, by the by, an’ I’ve got combat experience but only field first aid trainin’.

[Voice] glitchy network time!

[dragonsgrasp]

[There's a whole lot of static, and then, for those over in Group A, it's followed by A REALLY ANNOYING high-pitched electric squealing sound. Sorry about that. Bad connection and all. He's on the side with a crap network and no food, how fun.]

[Eventually, Kain's voice can be somewhat heard. At least it sounds like Kain for now. Though it's muffled and the static drowns out most of what he's saying.]

.....wall.......

.......tried to....... [LOOOONG BURST OF STATIC, which sounds even louder and more grating on side A. Ouch, hope you don't mind your new headache.]

.....food.......may not.......supplies.......[The static just sounds creepier right now. And additionally it's followed by a whole lot of RANDOM BEEPS on side A. Kain's voice starts sounding more distorted too.]

....mon...... repeat, MO........under atta.......warn.......

[There's one long beep... then it fades into static.]

[Video] - Side B

[mismanagement]

[With only dim light and glitching network access it's not the best feed. But with Henry and Maketh standing together, it may well be obvious what this is even before Henry speaks. His voice carries a sharp edge.]

Guardsmen, report in. Start with which half of the city you occupy. Those of you who are able to, make your way to headquarters.

[Maketh's eyes are ringed with dark circles, though her expression is sharp and pointed.]

We all know what the situation is. Stay alert. I trust you all to perform your duty admirably. That is all.

004 | Video | Whenever restrictions on Silent Hill are lifted

[unitas]

[ This feels a little too similar to the post she'd made so many months ago, asking people not to enter the gods' temples as she tried to wreck havoc on the city and upon them, but now her reason is different and it feels wrong. The last thing she wants to really do is help most of the gods—the majority of them could die and she would celebrate with a wicked grin and a glass of whiskey—but not helping them out right now would also result in her own death, along with those she actually cares about.

The video that comes to life shows off one Sharon da Silva, dark circles beneath her eyes, and dark bruising visible along her brow bone, hidden only partially by bleached bangs. Her expression is tight and serious. ]

Hey, Sharon da Silva, Heather Mason, whatever the fuck you want to call me here. I know shit is kind of getting shittier but I'm going to need those of you not heading into the caves to blow shit to smithereens to start wandering and looking for foggy areas to sit your asses in. I'd recommend you take a weapon with you because it's not going to be a walk in the park. In fact, I suggest you learn to use the flashlight on your phone because once the fog goes away and the siren sounds, it gets dark as fuck and then you can't leave.

There are monsters in the fog, in the darkness, and they're not just something you're hallucinating. In fact, they likely exist because you did something horrible in your life and deserve a moment of suffering. But, that's not what this is about: you saw Fear's post and you know that if he doesn't get enough of his particular emotion, we're all probably toast.

So, go do your civic duty. Be glad I'm doing mine.

[ Questions. Comments. Concerns. Ask away. ]

video | side B

[outstandingbalance]

[Low image quality and poor light combine to leave Natasha almost unrecognizable. It's mostly the red in her hair and the sound of her voice when she speaks that identify her, for those who know her.]

In light of our current situation, I'm hoping to get a rough idea what we have to work with.

Specifically, two priorities.

First, anyone who wants to let us know how much food they have on hand and whether or not they'd be willing to share. We might have to tighten our belts a little here, but we can at least try to make what we have last as long as possible and get to as many people as possible.

[A pause, filled with fuzzy static. Then:]

Second, who has access to guns and how much ammo they have on hand.

I've got about a clip and a half left.