test drive meme: pre-game opening #1

[jumpscare]

___test drive meme: dead weight edition. Step 1 → Post with the character and journal you're wanting to play. Leave the message blank with your Character's Name | Character's Canon. Step 2 → Other people respond to your thread! Fight zombies, deal with the "fictional character" news, whatever you please. Step 3 → ??? Step 4 → PROFIT! Step 5 → Spread the word! Bring a friend! Make a random announcement on D_M! Get this post to crack the hundreds! It doesn't matter if you end up apping or not! This is a place of fun and meeting new people before the waiting!

Text somewhat shamelessly stolen from assguardians.

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sophie | tales of graces

[protectrice]

[comicbookvillain]

Understandable, really.

[Though he did sort of care about the whole who-you-are bit, if only in the way that he finally had someone else to talk to. Anyway, he puts his hands down. If we're going on a no names because we don't care basis, at least there are other questions that are important that can be asked.]

How long have you been here?

[arresting]

[Lin releases his wrist with a subtle move of her own, the other hand moving up in a sharp movement to bring a spike of earth up to impale the corpse before it can attempt to reach for him again.]

You'd do well to be a little more cautious.

[arresting]

...Tahno, wasn't it?

[She only knows as much about Pro-Bending as she needs to, but she remembers this one from the aftermath of the fiasco at the finals.]

Well- I certainly wish I could tell you. But as it stands, besides what we've been told, I don't know anymore than you do.

[And that, of course, doesn't sit well at all. A lack of information in a situation like this could be deadly for all involved.]

[tasteslikecoconut]

Glad we got the important things out of the way first.

[Tony offers one more scrutinizing look before shuffling through the cupboards again. Beans. Lots of beans. Can of peaches. Olive oil. He pauses at 'Pepper', even if the spice had no correlation to the person other than the combination of letters to form the same word. Was she alright? Was she even here? He blinks and turns back to the other human.]

Here here? I've been in this house five minutes. In this supposed reality where the place I came from is a giant sham and I'm not really a person? Five days, twenty two hours and about forty six odd minutes. Why? Does it matter?

[starspangledspandex]

It looked like some kind of lab. The woman on the phone said I was selected for the Human Regenesis Program. [Whatever that means.] I saw the pamphlets. I don't understand how we couldn't be real.

[He exists; he's pretty sure you exist. It makes no sense.]

[survives]

[It's a rare quiet moment, but it's far from peaceful. Leanne isn't sure what this girl she's run into thinks, but she at least keeps half expecting some other monster to come at them any moment, to shatter this short-lived quiet moment. It's downright frustrating.

A huff.] You think we're safe for now?

[arresting]

[Lin only responds with a slight rolling of her eyes as she slams a foot forward, knocking a wave of them backward with the way the earth rises and pushes them backward. Another sharp movement, and there's a wall in their way, too thick for them to get through too quickly.]

How much ammunition do you still have left?

[comicbookvillain]

[Seasoning: suddenly more interesting than Adrian.]

It apparently matters to you.

[Down to the minute and everything.]

[consultmybooks]

[Giles lets out a yelp at the sound of the earth splitting and reforming itself. But when he sees that the result is a dead zombie, well, he settles down a bit, looking back at Lin with an expression of mingled admiration and wariness. A witch, maybe?]

"Cautious", um, isn't anything close to my middle name, I-I'm afraid.

[It's Edmund.]

I, um, I suppose with less...actual people around t-to assist, though, you might have a point.

[tasteslikecoconut]

[So much more interesting.]

It's something to focus on other than the fact that the undead are walking around like it's an every day occurrence. Are you here for any particular reason, or did you just want an actual person to prod with that calculating stare you've got going on.

[Watch as he's an asshole to everyone even when 'everyone' are incredibly hard to come by.]

[tasteslikecoconut]

I got the same schtik. Same room, too, probably, or one just like it. It sounds like a bad joke, to me, but my phone isn't getting service in this place, and my phone always has service. I can't even reach JARVIS, it's like he isn't... here.

[loonytunes]

[There must be something very interesting about this room's ceiling, since her eyes are pretty much glued to it. She does acknowledge him when he speaks though, so maybe her head isn't totally in the clouds.]

Oh, hello.

[She smiles at him, and continues to glide through the room.]

[unify]

[ staring... up... waaaaaay waaaaaaay waaaaaaaaaaaay up at him. ]

--ah. [ okay wait staring is rude, gosh! she tears her gaze away, dropping her eyes down instead to get a quick assessment of his injuries.

conclusion: ohmygosh he's messed up. ]

Y-Yes! Here, let me... ah... [ she gestures vaguely to a nearby chair but... he looks like he could eat it for breakfast, tbh. ]

[unkneaded]

Wait!

[Peeta stops and yells out a warning, because he knows what lies in that direction. But then, what was she running from?

Oh.

He's trying to breathe and think at the same time, and it's harder than it sounds under the circumstances. There's a boarded-up window a couple of feet away, and Peeta wrestles one of the half-rotten pieces of wood free from it, holding it like a weapon.]

[hormonebending]

[Mako thinks he's seen a lot in his short life, but nothing quite prepares him for. Well.

This.

Being told he's fictional? Just some stupid story for other people to enjoy? He doesn't even want to think about that right now, not when a very real, very terrifying threat is looming over him. Or was, in any case. Something's wrong with his bending, but fire is still fire and it seems like these things don't particularly like what he's packing.

Another shot of firebending, and he takes off, finding a place he can slide into and hide for the moment.

Maybe this is just a crazy dream brought on by, well. Everything happening in his life.

He looks up again after catching his breath, checking to make sure none of those things followed him to get revenge when--] Korra!

[He sounds absolutely relieved.]

[unify]

[ her lips purse almost irritably. really, if anyone here should be getting the 'don't do anything stupid' lecture, it's mr. shounen hero over there. orihime, unlike ichigo, actually bothered to read most of their "canon" - ohgosh it's still so weird to think they're.. not real. not as real as they thought they were, anyway and--

okay, no, focus.

point is - she knows full well by now all that ichigo has gone through. not that the boy's ever kept any secrets from his friends, but there were definitely a few details (and fights) that she hadn't been all that aware of, and now she is and like hell she'll let him go through any of that again. ]

I won't if you won't. [ which is her nice way of saying speak for yourself, buddy!

she gestures ahead of her, hinagiku, lily, and baigon already materializing (a rather weak-looking) santen kesshun behind them. ]

/wanders in and flops on

[selfhelp]

[It's really hard to hold true to one's anti-kill policy when you're surrounded by zombies. Add to that the fact that he's kind of physically outgunned - he's never been any good in a fight, and that's only gotten more obvious since discovering his powers - it's probably no surprise that Billy's spending most of his time running away and hiding. It's not exactly super hero behaviour, but it's better than getting eaten.

Still, one thing he is good at is finding stuff that's easy to cook, so he's wandering over to Tommy with a bowl of steaming broth.]

Hey, food's done.

[comicbookvillain]

[what a jerk.]

Not that I'm against the idea of talking to someone who can verbalize, but that wasn't my purpose here. I was also looking for some sort of...anything useful, really.

[so exactly like playing legend of zelda. except that wasn't out yet, so think more like Adventure, the text-based computer game from the 70s. Rubbing the electric lamp is not particularly rewarding. Anyway, nothing exciting happens]

[tasteslikecoconut]

[Tony Stark in a nutshell.]

Good luck with that one. But here, I'll play nice.

[And a can of beans is now being chucked your way, Adrian. Savor them, they're hard to come by.]

[hydrostatic]

[Korra's decided to take the long way back to safety, cutting through a gated construction site rather than risk running into the zombie hoard through town. Totally because it's better to avoid fighting, not because her bending isn't quite on par to what it used to be, definitely not because of any moral conundrums over killing someone, nope nope. Does it count if they're already dead? Who knows. Tenzin might, but he's not exactly an option and it isn't really fair to wish he was here.

Doesn't stop her, though.

In any case, she's got a sack slung over her shoulder loaded with goodies; snacks, canned food, water bottles, the works when BAM. Korra doesn't quite stagger, instead hopping back quickly and taking a defensive position-but... Oh, that silly hair looks familiar. Hey, Tahno.

Uh, wait.]

Tahno? What are you doing here?

[Despite the question, she's actually grateful to see a familiar face. Almost grateful enough to crush him in a hug, but she'll settle for dropping her hands to her side.]

[comicbookvillain]

[And he catches it easily. I guess beggars can't be choosers.]

Thanks. There are a few dull utensils in the other room.

[you know if you didn't want to eat those with your hands or w/e]

[deputyusmarshal]

[He glances down at the badge on his belt before looking back up to Elena, his eyebrows raised.]

Felt pretty real last time too actually.

[He squints, trying to... remember just what her name is. Whatever, he gives up.]

Sorry but I don't seem to recall your name Miss...?

[tasteslikecoconut]

[That caught Tony's attention.]

Nice reflexes. You weren't even looking. Also, did you do a perimeter check of this place? I really don't want to be interrupted by moaning dead people while I'm eating, kind of ruins my appetite.

[faciem_vulpes]

[Foxface stumbles to a stop just behind Peeta, gaping at him.]

You idiot!

[It's dead, it's teeth are bloody, and it's not stopping. Foxface glances over at the open window - the glass is broken, not gone, but she thinks she can just squeeze through the hole under the boards...

Foxface goes to work trying to tear the boards away as well, but she's not as strong as Peeta, not by half, and she struggles even with the rotted, splintered wood. But she goes at it with the force of a desperate animal.]