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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Rupert Giles | Buffy the Vampire Slayer

[consultmybooks]

[slay]

[ buffy and giles are sitting in a supermarket watching zombies paw at the locked glass doors out front that were once auto-open sliding doors when they weren't locked. buffy has grabbed a bag of cheddar popcorn and is sitting on the checkout, eating it while watching them smoosh their faces on the glass. or what's left of their faces. ]

So. Raise your hand if you miss zombie masters and demon masks. [ 'cause these are sure the 'common misconception' kind that eat flesh and brains. ]

[consultmybooks]

[Giles makes a face - the ill fated welcome home party hadn't yet passed into the realm of nostalgia, for him - but raises his hand, all the same. If there were some sort of master controlling these beasts, then they could have found him, killed him, and probably put an end to this entirely...or, at least, stopped any more being created and overrunning this already empty town.]

I suppose we can hold out for a while in here, i-if we have to.

[slay]

[ buffy drops her hand, which had been raised as well, and gives a kind of 'welp' look at that, because too bad ... wishes aren't horses. or real life. or whatever that stupid saying means. it means a lot less with the apocalypse nigh and gone. ]

Assuming they ever give up. [ she slips off the counter and goes to poke at the glass, cringing. ] How many do you think there are? [ she tries to do a headcount, but when you're operating on like half-heads due to desiccation, it's tough stuff. probably two dozen or more. ] It's like Black Friday out there, and we're the last pair of Christian Louboutins.

[consultmybooks]

Given that we, um, we appear to be dealing with zombies in an appallingly traditional sense of the word, a-and that they've been bashing their heads against the glass for an hour thus far, I, um, I rather doubt it.

[Two dozen seems about right from here, though.]

Well, um, I've improvised worse. [There has to be something heavy enough to crush a skull that he can pick up and swing in here.]

[slay]

[ begrudging sigh. ] Don't you ever get tired of being Bad News Bear all the time? [ she was afraid he'd say that. but also prepared. luckily, most every grocery store nowadays has a health and beauty aisle, which is where buffy is now headed with no explanation. feel free to assume she is being shallow and lacking priorities. ]