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Mutter
A Silent Hill fanfic

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a Silent Hill fanfic

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WalterXAngela is Love

by xsectumsemprax

This is a work of Fiction. The mod is

q_slash.

Q: What is "Mutter"
A: Mutter is a work of Silent Hill fanfiction thought up by Q. Too lazy to write it on her own, she has enlisted help of friends and fellow Silent Hill fans to write this thing.

Q:What's the plot?
A: I'm a shameless Angela Orosco/Walter Sullivan shipper. Their love is such an electra complex! Anyways...basically it's a definitive "What if?". The fic we Walter/Angela shippers want to see.

I do have a set path for this fic, so ask me before doing something drastic. But I'm open minded. (Silent Hill fans sort of need to be...)

Q: Angela/Walter?! That's dumb! It would never happen!
A: Oh no?

Q: How do I join?
A: join the community. Once approved, write to your heart's content. Posts will be moderated, as I want to check the flow and continuty of the story.

Q: When does this fic take place?
A: The story begins way before Silent Hill 2. Q believes that the games are in chronological order, though this point has been heavily debated.

Q: Do we need to friend-lock our posts?
A: Yes. I also ask you spellcheck before posting. I don't have time to edit everything.

Q: Where's Heather, Laura, James, Cynthia, Dahlia, Robbie the Rabit, Mira, ect?
A: As of this time, I've no plans to encorporate any other characters other then a certain one from SH2...

Q: Why "Mutter"?
A: "Mutter" is the title of a song by the german band "Rammstein". The lyrics are as follows:
The tears of a crowd of very old children
I string them on a white hair
I throw the wet chain into the air
and wish that I had a mother
no sun shines for me
There was no breast that cried milk
There is a tube that sticks in my throat
I have no navel on my stomach

Mother

I was not allowed to lick any nipples
and there was no fold to hide in
no one gave me a name
fathered in haste and without sperm
I have sworn tonight
For the mother that never gave birth to me
I will send her a sickness
and afterwards let her sink in the river

Mother

An eel lives in her lungs
on my forehead, a birthmark
I remove it with the kiss of a knife
even if it causes me to die

Mother

An eel lives in her lungs
on my forehead, a birthmark
I remove it with the kiss of a knife
even if it causes me to bleed to death

Mother
Oh give me strength

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