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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Eve Brea | The 3rd Birthday

[overdives]

[justmissed]

[Hanna is injured. Not from one of the undead creatures that are attacking the small city they're trapped in, but from her own ignorance and recklessness. She's used to being forced to survive in extreme circumstances, in various environments, but during her training growing up she's always been allowed time to rest. Here, she doesn't get that luxury and it leaves her judgment calls not quite up to par.

So a jump down from a roof doesn't end in a proper tuck and roll, and her leg ends up scraping along the blade of the machete she is carrying. She refuses to cry out in pain and only gives out a soft gasp of air, and glances up to look around her.

She's surprised to see a woman there, and despite the pain in her leg she grips hold of the machete and takes on a defensive pose. From behind her, she can hear the telltale sounds of the undead closing in upon them. Her eyes widen, and she attempts to scramble up to her feet.]

Sometimes there is no shame in running. [This is said for her own benefit, but doesn't think it will hurt the stranger to hear it as well.]

[overdives]

[It still didn't feel real, and the knowledge that she was--no, could be--fictional was a double whammy to this apocalyptic situation. Eve had been trained for a great deal of supernatural styled creatures, ranging of Twisted to NMCs, but her training didn't include dealing with an entire world of walking dead.

But, with the appearance of another person, Eve is kicked into high-gear. There was more at stake than just her, and she knew she didn't have time to watch the wave of dead rush at her.]

Can you run? [If she couldn't, Eve could take up the slack; she'd even be willing to take down a good deal of the shambling horde to help.]

[justmissed]

I can try. [She's honest with that. She will not promise that she can run when she's not sure it's an option. But she will move as fast as she possibly can, which she is sure is faster than any normal person moves while running.]

You shouldn't attempt to clear them if you are not able.

[She glances back in the other direction at the incoming undead, and then tears off her sleeve in order to tie it around her injury. It is a crude bandage, but it will have to do for now. She hisses as she tries to stand up, and falls back down to her knees.]

But if you are able, it would be most appreciated.