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Oᴀsɪs Mᴏᴅs ([personal profile] oasismods) wrote2016-01-26 08:28 pm

JANUARY TEST DRIVE MEME



"-̭̫̜̩̪̑̈́̓̌̐-̞͓̘̩͖̿́͒͑͘░͙͈̥̦̼̌̊̒̾̅░̨̢̠͙̖̉͊̽͌͝░̫͔͎̤̘̀̑͋͛̾ȩ̨̬̙͛̐̋̀̕͜m̻̬͈̠͒̌͌̍͌͜ ̡̲͈̙̼̽̾͆̊̃f̖̟͉̲̪̈́̾̀̂̀ą̢̯̘̙́̇͑̈̋i̪̱̙̘̟͌́̄̊͘ļ̢̛̲͕̣͐̎̿͛u͕̣̥̘̳̓̃͗͠͝r͉̠̗͖̰̉̅͗̚͘ę̛̺̥̝̘̄͑̌̈́.̣̫͕̰̭̓͂̈́̓͊ ̟̗͔̟͋̿̒̚̚ͅA̠̫̬̼̣̒̇͛́̊l̫̬͎̤͈͑̀͂̐̆ë̡̧̝̺͖́̍̂͂͝r͙͍̱̫͕̆͊̾͐̕ţ͙̻̣̝͒́̄̈́͆!͕̫͓͉̹̌̍̽̂̓ ̧̛̲͎͖̳̌̆̾̏░͖̲̞̼̹̇̄̌̈́̊░̡͍͎͍̘̇̈́̕͝░̪͚̼̦̃̋͊̆͜͠è̛̞̬͙̠̖̊͌̂m͖̝̟̗̣̽̄̐̚͠ ̛̹̯͈̮̼̈́͊͌͠f̧̰̖͋̊̈̊̑͜͜ą̨͚͎̹̀̎̑͋́i̞̬͓̭̳̎́̓͘͠l̢͈̲͇͕̈́̆̐̌̈́ư̰̞͚̻̺̔͑̓̑ṛ͎̯͚̇̔̾̔̏͜ę̛̻̼̭͊͆̕͜͝.̯̖̫̣͔̔̋̔̽͠ ̺̼̟̲͌́͒̔̅ͅĄ̹̝̖̺̂̇̽̒͊ĺ̛̺̰̰̤͎̾͗͝e̛̗̭̻͕̹̓̔͆̆r̢̛͙͖̘̻̈̚̚͘t̰̲̠̖̻̉͂̆̓̇!̬̞̟͉̺̂͆̊͑͐"


You awaken to godawful static overlaying a female voice that's too monotone to be anything but a recording. The static makes it difficult to understand the warning, but it's clearly a warning if your surroundings tell you anything...

You're buckled into a sturdy seat bolted to the wall behind you. Around you, there are dozens of others like you, some awake and others still unconscious, but it seems most of the seats lining the walls are occupied. The lights are dim, likely auxiliary lighting, leaving you mostly in the dark. You smell smoke and hear the sizzling crackle of electrical systems popping and shorting out. Some of the seats were jarred off the wall, leaving the occupants either wounded or dead. Count yourself lucky all you have is a headache and various aches accounted to whiplash.

You appear to be in a drop ship or an escape vessel of some form but the pilot is dead and the hull bears a massive gash where it buckled under the impact and sheered off. Through the door-sized opening, you can see vegetation. The air that wafts in is heavy with a humid heat, but it's obviously breathable.

Once you make your way outside, you'll see greenery: Trees, grass, and shrubs tangled with vines that grow wildly and suffocate the trees they climb. In the distance, behind the ship, you can make out a sandy desert that seems to stretch on endlessly. Forward through the trees, however, you may see a crumbling wall, but more importantly, you'll see signs of civilisation. Buildings and other structures seem contained within those decrepit walls. Maybe the natives can fill you in on what's going on, because the last thing you remember isn't being in an escape shuttle. As a matter of fact, you don't remember much about your arrival or where you are. But it's going to be a bit of a hike, better get moving. Though you might want to grab the backpack of supplies under your seat before you go.

"W̞͓̝͓̓̀̍̒͘͜ȃ̢̗̪̤͇̔̃̚͝░̟͙̯̳̱̈͂̈́̈́͠n̬̘̬̤̠͛̅̈́͋͝i͓̟͈͎͙̐̆̈́̔̓n̡̟̤̟̤̑͐͋͐̚g̩̱͖͉̻͌͛̈͆̈́!̧̪̰͇̦̓̂̆̌͝ ̢͔̣̠̗̾̉́̌̒C̢̥̟͍͊͊͑̀̚ͅr̛͙̪̙̟͐̽̓̅͜i̫͖̻̣̘̽̑͂̾̎t̩͇̦̬̞͊̌̑̈́͝i̡̳̠̞̐̿̍̎̀͜c̡͕͙͕͕̓̊̌̾͘å̼̯͍̙̲̍̏̚͝l̢̥͉̮̙̋̆͐̆́ ̢̰̞͕̯̋̈́̈́̋͌f͇͔̟̻̈̽͌̒̉ͅa̳̰̠͉͔͒̑̈̈͘i̟̭̦̺͎̍̾̽̈́̐░͕̣̥̭͛̿̓̽̐ͅ░̰̪̠͇͍̆͛̀͝͝░̘̱̩̳̘͆̈́̆̀̚e̛̻͈̳̳̺̊̔̚̕.͙̟̳̼̾̀̅͊͊ͅ"


With that, the power dies, leaving the drop ship in the dark, crackling and groaning as the hull cools from its catastrophic re-entry.



[MOD NOTES: TDM threads may be used as game canon.]
dirtyredneck: (Happy (24))

[personal profile] dirtyredneck 2016-01-29 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Daryl nodded along slowly and gave another, slower shrug. They were Rick's questions and had served the group well in determining who to invite to join them. Who to trust. It wasn't just about the numbers or reasons, but the way people answered. If they were defensive, over-zealous, blasé... That said as much as words did. It was the first time he'd asked them without someone else from the group to consult with. But near as he could tell, he was the only one from the group anyway. It was only his head he was risking.

"I've been hunting since I could walk," he said in answer to the topic change. "You know anything about it?"
stabbyterms: (008;)

[personal profile] stabbyterms 2016-01-29 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Whatever Gamora had been expecting, it certainly hadn't been Groot. Last she saw him, he'd been -- and that's assuming he was even the same entity at that point -- a... what? A sprout? A remnant, one that Rocket carried around in a pot of dirt, hoping that one day his best friend would come back to him.

But this?

The all too familiar words startle her away from her ongoing looting, jerking her head around to look at him. It isn't common for someone like her to gape at anything, though she does now, just a little.
]

Groot? [ She stands, dropping the latest pack in hand as she rises. ] You're--

[ "You're you", but what a stupid sounding thing to say. Instead, she pauses, frowning and puzzled at his pointing for a second before remembering, ah, right. She reaches up to brush a fingertip against the gash. ]

That? That will heal on its own. It's nothing.
shuckit: (pic#9539581)

[personal profile] shuckit 2016-01-29 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
No klunk.

[ whole lotta green. yeah, that's about right. blinking up, he's searching the trees for where the voice came from, sees a flash of white, and lifts a brow for a moment, but otherwise, shrugs it off. if that's where you're happy, do your thing. whatever. ]

Maybe once night hits someone can look at the stares. See if that helps.

[ someone who remembers anything about astronomy. while thomas thinks he probably once had the knowledge for it, it's definitely been wiped from his memory by now. ]
shuckit: (Default)

[personal profile] shuckit 2016-01-29 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ the blue is definitely hard to miss, and thomas's eyes go over the tattoos decorating her for a quick moment (because he's terminally way too curious), before blinking back up to the woman's face. right. hunting. ]

Good. If I can get a spear or a knife or something I can probably help. [ he's explaining while shimmying himself down from the ruined wall. ]

I'm fast, at least. Want to head out, see if we can grab anything nearby?
dirtyredneck: (Action Pointing (1))

Ruins

[personal profile] dirtyredneck 2016-01-29 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Shut the hell up!

[Daryl barked as he marched his way over, having dropped a relatively small 'sled' of supplies he'd gotten put together. James had pulled the metal panel off the hull and wire and rope had made it easy to pull. The extra water and non-perishables had been stacked up and he'd done his level best to drag it to where the other survivors were gathering like they were planning on putting a shelter up.]

You're making too much noise. You're going to scare off any game there might be out there and draw walkers right to us.
limped: (and believe your dreams)

pick newt up steph it'll be fun steph this is on u

[personal profile] limped 2016-01-29 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Not sure, I woke up in that seat. [ Newt nods his head to the empty seat by Thomas, gaze never pulling away from the other boy. He's relaxed by the thought that Tommy's here too, that means the others might be too, or that they'll at least figure this out. A second later he finds himself feeling a bit guilty for putting that much weight on his friend - it wasn't his job to figure out their problems.

It doesn't take him long to notice the brunet is a bit dazed and confused. Maybe he hit his head too hard off something. So he waits for him to come back to their world, instead of snapping at him.
]

I don't know if I'd call myself good if my face looked like that. But good, 'cause I couldn't carry ya and both of these even if I wanted to. [ Teasing, teasing should help, right? He waits a moment longer, almost tempted to take his hand back, not sure if his help isn't wanted or if Tommy's just completely out of it. God, he's not going to have to carry Tommy is he? The thought of bringing their backpacks outside and then coming back for him enters his mind, but it's shoo'd away when he feels Thomas's hand in his.

Relief washes over him but is quickly gone when he hears that hiss of pain, not sure what's causing it but Newt is definitely worried for his friend.

The bright light is not welcome in Newt's opinion and he squints his eyes so tightly that he can barely see, but when his eyes finally stop protesting with screaming pain, his gaze isn't on their surroundings - it's on Thomas, noting the state he's in.

Of course when Thomas actually voices the question, it causes Newt to look around them to let his eyes scan the environment. A chuff passes his lips as he finds a spot he deems is good enough a few feet ahead of them, and heads over to it dropping the backpacks on the ground.
]

No idea. [ The words are spoken as he crouches by his backpack, opening it to rifle through it, the bottle of pain relievers is a god-send and after the moment he takes to read the label he twists them open, causing the pills to rattle in the plastic as he does. He pops one in his mouth, grinding it into a nasty tasting grit in his mouth before swallowing it. He's really not in the mood to wait for them to kick in, wanting to speed things up. ] Come here, Tommy. [ His arm is out-stretched towards the boy behind him, a couple white pills in his palm. ] Are you gonna tell me what happened to your face? And why are ya walkin' funny? [ Newt's one to talk, really. ]
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[personal profile] zimasoldier 2016-01-29 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a lick." He thought back as far as he could. He grew up a city boy. Well read and excelling in both academics and sports, but never anything like hunting. The army was the first time he'd held a gun. Right about now, his life skills didn't seem very useful in this situation.

"But I can boil whatever you catch to beat hell until it tastes like mama's finest." They didn't seem to have any herbs or spices to make it presentable, but he could make it edible.
phaselocknroll: (003)

[personal profile] phaselocknroll 2016-01-29 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
... That was a joke.

[ She didn't think he would take her literally!! ]
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[personal profile] dirtyredneck 2016-01-29 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"You're doing good enough with the salvaging," Daryl said, eyebrows raising while he stood. He backed off from James and motioned at the torn out seats, the panel of the hull that wasn't quite fully torn from it's supports. "I know a lot of tough sonsabitches that can't do all that by themselves. But if you're offering to cook, I ain't gonna say no."

And there might have been something akin to a smile on his lips at that.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2016-01-29 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ He breathes out a humorless little laugh. ]

Basically with you on that one. One part amnesia, two parts what the fuck.

[ He adjusts the bags on his shoulder, nods to the one stashed beneath the she just left. ]

Might wanna grab that, by the way. Looks like they've got basic supplies. Assuming everything isn't poisoned, it looks like whoever plopped us here didn't mean for us to get offed right away.
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[personal profile] ownerofbb8 2016-01-29 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm glad to see you, too. I thought I was going to be the only one here out of us all." Poe really didn't want to be the only one here. But making new friends wouldn't be too hard. It would just add to the adventure of where ever they were.

He could have been checking things as Finn made his own way out. The escape pod held people within it but he couldn't really see who might have been in. Poe knew there was no way that it could fly again. If it was even meant to fly back to where ever it came.

"I have no idea. None of the controls are familiar really in that pod. It's not First Order or New Republic or Resistance." He stands back up after a while. They probably shouldn't stay around here for too much longer. At some point they needed to find shelter or other life. Anything to show that they may not be alone.

Poe takes another look back towards the crush site before over in the direction of the desert and forest. It seemed different from other vegetation he might have seen. "We probably should start moving out soon."
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[personal profile] stabbyterms 2016-01-29 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
What about the Nova Empire?

[ Also doubtful, since Xandar is a pretty important part of that altogether.

Though when Maya looks around, Gamora can't help but follow suit. Maybe she missed her own. One is rather small.
]

Not exactly the strongest looking bunch, either. If we truly are stranded, they aren't going to have an easy time.
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[personal profile] stabbyterms 2016-01-29 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Never heard of it.

[ Some distant system, perhaps? Gamora's seen a lot of different species in her time, but one with orange skin doesn't come immediately to mind. ]

In which case, I'm going to go out on a limb and guess you haven't heard of Xandar or any Nova Empires, either.
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[personal profile] phaselocknroll 2016-01-29 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's used to getting odd looks, so she's not bothered by his scrutiny. ]

Let's see about getting you armed. I can catch things and hold them for a short time, but unless you want them burnt to a crisp, I can't do the killing.
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[personal profile] shuckit 2016-01-29 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't recognize her, doesn't really recognize any of them - they could be some of the immune from the compound, as they'd all been running out, for all he knows (not like he got a chance to meet all or even one of them before everything started going to hell), or they could be complete randoms. who even knows? but right now, they're in the same boat, and this boat doesn't look like it's holding together too well. ]

Here, lemme help you. [ thomas puts his hands out, gripping under her forearms to give her something to keep her balance with and push up on as she makes her way out of the chair. ]

I know. I don't remember getting here either, but I don't think this is a good place to figure it out.

[ once she's on her feet, he'll be grabbing up the pack under he chair, his already hooked over a shoulder, and start trying to help her towards the exit. ]
phaselocknroll: (042)

[personal profile] phaselocknroll 2016-01-29 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Doesn't ring a bell. Strange, because I do a lot of reading.

[ Maya purses her lips. It's an odd mix of people, to be sure. Some look like they can take care of themselves. Others... not so much. ]

All the more reason for those of us who can fight to stick by them.
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[personal profile] stabbyterms 2016-01-29 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no, she's stepping back to "hold up a light" duty now. ]

Maybe. [ More than he would be, she bets. ] But if you're asking me to stick my hand in there, don't expect a delicate extraction.
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[personal profile] shuckit 2016-01-29 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...u know what fuck u too bro. for a second thomas squints at the back of the dirty guy's head, and then lobs one of the acorns at him, pinging the top of his head. don't be prick. ]

Yeah, 'cause I'm sure the crash landed spaceship was so quiet.

[ or the entire herd of people plowing through the forest. if something was going to be drawn to them, it definitely already had been. either way, he'd only been up on the wall for that little bit alone, already having tugged his pack back on and started clamoring his way back down to talk with people and organize. ]

The hell's a walker supposed to be anyway, and why do you know anything about what's around here?
limped: (that you left and abandoned me but what)

[personal profile] limped 2016-01-29 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hesitantly, Newt watches Thomas, not really wanting to have this conversation with him if the way his lips press together for a moment is anything to go by. Suddenly his throat feels too dry, and if it weren't for the fact that he'd only been able to wedge one of the large water jugs into his backpack, he'd have one of his water bottles out. But he doesn't - already too used to hoarding water in the scorch, he simply stays where he is, arms frozen at his sides.

One of his hands twitches like he wants to move it, but ultimately it stays where it is, instead of going to the shoulder of the person he'd considered his friend not hours ago. No, he doesn't know what's going on with Thomas; Newt doesn't know what's going on anymore. When his hand does raise, it's to rub over his lips and chin, trying to figure out the easiest way to deliver the news. There isn't one, so he lets it fall back to his side, loosely.
]

No. Gally tried to shoot you... He moved in the way; he saved your life, he did.

[ The hesitance seems to disappear as he decides to step forward towards Thomas, his arm finding the shoulder that it had wanted to. ] You got him out of the maze, and he was thankful for it.
Edited (caps dont mind me) 2016-01-29 03:12 (UTC)
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[personal profile] stabbyterms 2016-01-29 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gamora holds perfectly still as he approaches, letting the knife go easily once he reaches out to take it. She may be hoarding the weaponry, but that didn't mean she was looking for an actual fight, and something about how he approached was duly noted. A cautious man, expecting to be attacked.

Then he's turning and off on his way, with her watching him go. What he stops to call back to her, though, earns a frown.
]

The dead? Why?
genuinepleasure: (Are you stupid?)

[personal profile] genuinepleasure 2016-01-29 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[If his head hadn't been so muddled and moving wasn't such a challenge, he would have reacted far worse. Because this really wasn't a situation he ever expected to end up in nor wanted to be in.]

Descriptive. Really. Thanks for that.

[Dry tone is very dry. He can't help the snark though; call in a defense mechanism if you will.]

Let me guess, no idea how you ended up on that shuttle?
genuinepleasure: (Okay I'm stopping you there)

asdgjksgjdha OH GOD BB ;;

[personal profile] genuinepleasure 2016-01-29 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Alright, something was very wrong. This couldn't just be a panic attack, could it? Because the tension he could see in the other's body, the way he was shaking--was he injured?

"Okay. I'm going to undo the straps. Nice and slow, alright?" he said softly before he was shifting forward to close the distance between them. He made quick work of the harness and unhooked it, slowly starting to ease it off Finn's shoulders to give the kid room to move.

If he could.
genuinepleasure: (Uh huh)

[personal profile] genuinepleasure 2016-01-29 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Wish I could tell you, ma'am. I honestly have no clue though."

And that unnerved Clint more than anything, if he was going to be honest. He'd been one of the first to wake up and had managed to get himself out of his seat and helping others pretty quickly. He was injured but it was minor and he'd deal with it later.

He could move and that meant he needed to be helping.

Hauling a pack up onto his shoulder, he finally glanced at the woman beside him, eyebrow lifting.

"You alright?"
dirtyredneck: (Angry (01))

[personal profile] dirtyredneck 2016-01-29 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[The acorn gets the kid a death glare.]

The ship is over there.

[He pointed back the way they came.]

You're bringing the noise over here.

[He pointed again, at his feet.]

Gonna drive what you're planning on hunting even further out and we don't know what kind is even in them woods. Hell, all the coming and going has already destroyed at least three game trails and that was just one of the paths all ya'll been making.

[Daryl curled his lip up at the kid and went back to the supply sled, this time to push it into one of the holes in the walls of the ruins. It wasn't that great a location, but it would do for a camp sight while they got organized and scouted out a better, more defensible one.]

Walkers are the dead that don't know it yet.

[He grunted hard as pushed the sled over a low, broken wall and across the stone to hit the next. Good enough for the first load.]

And I know shit about this place because I'm observant.
dirtyredneck: (Neutral Stare (01))

[personal profile] dirtyredneck 2016-01-29 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Cause otherwise they'll get up and make you their dinner.

[He continued to hesitate. Expecting she might have more questions. And if the ship hadn't blown up yet, he figured he probably had time before it did. If it did. Not much, but some.]

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