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.

Comments

[ex_spins462]

Ha.

[ Natasha had almost given up hope of seeing another live human again, but somewhere between lowering her head and preparing a grenade and looking up to see how many she could take with her, the girl had appeared. A dirty little angel. She could almost cry. ]

[ She aches all over, and her wrist has an ugly break, but Natasha pushes herself to her feet regardless, digging the soles into the bitumen, tries to flick her hair back off her sweaty, grimy forehead. ]

I'm out of ammo.

[ And out of strength; when the last one hand sent her sprawling, she hadn't been sure she'd be able to get back up before they smothered her. She feels like she's been fighting hand-to-hand for hours; even her bites are out of juice. ]

I need somewhere to hole up. Can we do that?

[ She doesn't even know this girl's name yet, but it doesn't matter. They're both alive, and they're both survivors. ]

[justmissed]

[Hanna slowly nods, her eyes scanning over the woman once again. It does not take a hunter to know this woman is tired. Hanna herself is tired, but hadn't wanted to give in to the exhaustion. But now? Now she has an excuse.]

I would like that. Follow me, I know someplace good.

[And then she's hobbling along toward one of the buildings she squatted in earlier in the day. She's already set up a small camp there, with some blankets she's managed to find. It's not far from the area they're in now, just a block and a half away.]

Are you hurt? [She finally thinks to question that of the other person, and stops shuffling along to turn and really look at her.]

It's not far from here. We should hurry.