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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Angel | AtS

[slipperysoul]

[notafatty]

[ You know, you might think that sentence would calm her, Ryoki, but no. No, saying you are covered in someone else's blood only does to give her a heartbeat of relief; relief in which to smile at him faintly before it turns into a moment of stricken fear, capitalized with big yellow eyes and a silently moving mouth. ]

[ But it's only silent for a moment, only silent before he moves toward her and she twitches in a halfstep backwards. ]

I'm fine, but you're not - that is not fine.

_o/

[antivillain]

You think?

[Probably useless. Doesn't care.

Fires.]

She's adorable so far!

[rockofages]

[He follows mere moments behind her. On the roof, he casts his gaze around them, seeking a better fitting weapon than the knives he hid within his belt. Finding nothing his sighs and lets his attention return to her.

She seemed determined, used to stressful situations, perhaps used to dealing with those that would panic. Interesting.]

Unless there are other means of reaching the roof. [He says archly, striding towards what could be an access point. He tests it's strength. Seal shut. Hmm.

Glancing at her, Loki gives a dry laugh.]

You sound experienced in matters of survival, my dear.

julian sark | alias

[housebroke]

[rockofages]

[Loki may be lacking his strength, but he's still fast enough to catch the arrow with ease. He snatches it from the air.]

Do you think this the time for such matters?

peter petrelli ➜ heroes

[askedtobe]

[ex_spins462]

[ Her hand tighter on the gun than it perhaps needs to be, Natasha very-nearly-almost smiles, not that he can see. But perhaps he can hear it in her voice. ]

I'd think Haiti would be more apt. Cover my four o'clock.

[ Even as she warns him, she's pulling out more ammunition, reloading one gun as the other keeps firing into the undead with wet smacks. ]

Getting low.

[antivillain]

Do you care?

[Fires another arrow, but this one on a trajectory past Loki's head. It sinks satisfyingly into a zombie, who staggers back, though less satisfyingly survives.

Barton uses his bow like a bludgeon to take the knees out from another one, and rolls away from yet a third to scoop up his gun again.]

Surely these things can't affect you.

[rockofages]

Under the circumstances...

[Loki moves to slay the walking corpse, using the arrow in hand to shatter its skull.. Retriving the other projectile, he spins to another, stabbing through it's eye socket.]

I would rather not risk it. [Don't think he is not aware of your movements.]

[notafatty]

[ Yukito had only just sat up at the sound of the flatly spoken statement. At first the company didn't quite dawn on her; the feel of torn clothes and an oversized jacket are against her skin, the places where the bonds had restrained her when she had struggled for the half second before the phone buzzed and she was given that rather cryptic message. It ended with a soft beep, and with perplexity written all over her face, she dropped the phone onto the bed beside her. ]

[ Ears perked at the sound of talking by then - not alone, you're not alone - and a yellowed gaze danced up, meeting that of the other female in the room with a sort of bland curiosity. And a wave of embarrassment when it dawned on her that she might have been staring, intruding on a private, self-conversational moment. People needed those; it was very rude of her to intrude without some sort of contribution to the cause. ]

Well... [ She began, and nodded agreeably. ] ...Yeah. Yeah, you should - that is something you should do.

[antivillain]

[He twists around her and fires at his eight (her four)—]

Delmas, then? Never wanted to go there.

[—giving her access to his utility belt in doing so.]

Take mine. I'm getting sick of bullets.

Ririchiyo Shirakiin | Inu x Boku SS

[ex_shuns507]

Eru Chitanda | Hyouka

[asking]

[coffeemugsmash]

[ The look on his face said it all before he could find any words to voice the thoughts. He honestly had thought himself alone in a world of monsters. Exiled for deeds beyond his knowing. And the whole rebuilding idea had been lost among all of that. ]

I did, but now that you are here I see that I was wrong.

[ex_spins462]

[ Natasha assesses her environment before she assesses the man alongside her, her eyes distant as they dart from desk to chair. ]

How much ammo do you have?

[ Her voice is as clipped as her walk as she walks through the room, semi-automatic out and scanning and her other hand dragging out drawers, pulling at cupboards, paper flying from filing cabinets as she wrenches them open violently only to flutter down to the stained carpet with the rest of the detritus. Anything. Anything useful. ]

If we can make the roof, we might be able to cut ourselves a path. Otherwise I'd say hit the basement on full lockdown, see if we can find some vents or piping.

[ Up or down. Both could be trapping themselves in a corner once the horde of undead outside make it inside the building. ]

[antivillain]

[Hates the thought of working with him voluntarily—

because that's actually how it felt last time. No matter how much he's told it was brainwashing or not.

—but has to admit the odds are suddenly less on the side of his immediate death.

But is death worse than slavery?

…Y'know what, if anything he's heard about zombies

(thanks for another gap in the training, Chief)

is actually true, then their lifestyle sounds a smidgeon worse than what Loki might do.

Or maybe that's self-preservation talking. Hard to focus on the—

(there goes another three)

—theoretical, slightly future danger when you're staving off

(oh, did that one actually hurt? good to know)

—visceral imminent undead danger.

But with Loki… can they actually perhaps clear this hallway?

But then what next, hrm…]

remy "thirteen" hadley | house md

[symptomatic]

[rockofages]

[Loki scoffs. Of course Thor would be so thick as to think this was another banishment.]

Well then. Do we fall on old patterns or do we continue the new? [From the smile he wears, he does not seem to object much to the latter.]

[halfcow]

[Oh wait. Some of that blood WAS his. But when he arrived there, the wound was healed; of course Ryoki thought it was probably for the best if Yukito didn't know this and he was fine with pretending he had never been stabbed.

The rest of the blood that covered him... well, the half had already his moments of delighting himself (aka getting off to it), it was definitively Tetsu's. Of course the half bull couldn't just tell her he cut off Tetu's head while she was fainted, could he?

But when she steps backwards, he stops]

... Yukito, there are zombies everywhere, we can't stay here like this. We gotta find some safe place to stay, okay?

You are glorious and should be proud.

[rockofages]

[Loki loses himself to the fight. He has to stay sharp to stay ahead. He has no idea how weak he's become in this place. He moves fast and fluid through the clumsy opponents but even so, one pair of fumbling hands manage to grab his arm and pull.

He hisses, more from surprise than pain and wrenches himself away, hearing the creatures arms snap as he did.

Loki's shoulders brush against Bartons quiver as they face more of the dead coming their way.]

Survival, Agent Barton. That is what matters here and now. The chances are better together than alone.

Claire Bennet | Heroes

[cheerleader]

<3 <3 If an awesome god commands it!

[antivillain]

[You know, the worst part about being a soldier-archer is… avoiding the damn quiver/shaft jokes…

Maybe it's sheer bewilderment that what Loki just said has gobsmacking dissonance from how his voice had sounded in Barton's head, and he wants to stick around long enough to find out why… but Barton's inclined to agree. For the moment.]

You know how to kill these things?

[valhallan]

[ when it came to being told he didn't exist, Izaya found it a ridiculous notion. that he had awareness to begin with was proof towards the contrary. with the reality he's faced with now, the more pertinent matter is something else one might call "fictional." the state of the world, what lived on the supposed real earth... Izaya was determined to rely on stealth unless he couldn't avoid trouble. the thing of it is, coming face to face with someone he knew in this place should have been relieving, but it wasn't when he would just as soon feed that person to the zombies.

and naturally, he'd expect no less than the same in return. ]

Oops. And here I thought it couldn't get any worse.

Clint Barton | Marvel Cinematic Universe

[antivillain]