jumpscare: CANDYMAN (pic#3302569)
dead weight mods ([personal profile] jumpscare) wrote in [community profile] drybones2012-06-08 09:08 pm

test drive meme: pre-game opening #1

___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 [community profile] assguardians.

coverts: (don't make me kick your ass)

thank you! She's brand new for me so I hope I do her justice!

[personal profile] coverts 2012-06-09 08:55 am (UTC)(link)
[She's almost all the way to the roof when she feels the ladder shift with his additional weight, and she lets out a sigh of relief. No needing to jump down to hoist him up. She scales the way to the top and doesn't waste any time in jogging over to the edge to peer down at the creatures pursuing them.

She doesn't want to admit they're zombies, because as far as she knew they were the furthest thing from real. But as it turns out, she's finding out a lot of things she thought were real actually aren't.
]

They shouldn't be able to reach us here. [Which means they'll have time to rest and form a plan. A plan would be really great right about now. Her eyes frantically look around, searching for something to use as a weapon. Finding nothing, her shoulders slump, but she refuses to look entirely defeated.]

We can travel from rooftop to rooftop if we have to. Anything to keep moving and stay alive.

rockofages: (Loki: bit of mischief)

She's adorable so far!

[personal profile] rockofages 2012-06-09 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
[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.