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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[behind7000skulls]

[ Someone's armed with a... vacuum cleaner that looks like a skull? Weird weapon aside, this girl may be younger than you but she's clearly got her wits about her, something that Crona doesn't have. ]

You're going to get killed if you just stand there like that.

[bloodymadness]

[ Crona stiffens, an all-over-body shiver right from head to toe visible even from the girl's position. Oddly, the girl's strange armaments don't seem to faze Crona that much; seen stranger, perhaps. ]

Who... who are you?

[behind7000skulls]

Stop asking irrelevant questions.

[ Marie wacks a nearby zombie with her strange vacuum. ]

If you aren't going to start being serious, then get behind me.

[bloodymadness]

[ Crona flinches unconsciously at the rebuke, the blanket dismissal prying free uncomfortable memories. ]

I...

[ Crona's hand tightens on the long object sie holds, turning it against... it's a sword, thin as a rapier. ]

But I'm not supposed to kill anymore, not without a mission.

[behind7000skulls]

Your new mission is to kill anything that is no longer living.

[ Marie has no idea if ordering Chrona will do anything but she figures it's worth a try. ]

[bloodymadness]

[ Crona's head drops again until hir chin is almost touching that tall white collar, but when the next staggering undead comes too close, Crona whirls and puts the entire force of that skinny body into the swing, cleaving the zombie in two.

A soft, quivering sigh escapes Crona. ]

What a-about their souls?