March Test Drive Meme

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Test Drive Meme #2

Fire and Ice Days. Four of them, to be exact. Those four days--four days and four nights--have been nothing but rain of varying intensities, but it hasn't stopped. It pours down in heavy torrents, sweeping away the grime and decay of the crumbling city. It floods the banks of the oasis and it drowns all nearby plants. To the point; it's a right pain to anyone hunting for game. Everything has taken refuge to higher grounds. Well, everything except the infected. They seem confused by this phenomenon. It rouses them from their dormant states and pushes them to be more active. If you find yourself out and about in the rain, you may want to bring a decent weapon with you and a friend to watch your back. Or to trip should you find yourself in trouble. What's worse than all that precipitation, you ask? Why would you even ask that? Haven't you seen a single horror movie? Well, since you asked; what's worse than rain is hail. How could that possibly make the situation more dire? You aren't worried about the insurance on your car, so who cares? You're sure full of dangerous questions, aren't you? Hail impacts the ground, the buildings, the cars, and the wall with a mighty raucous. The sound as it hits the pavement is deafeningly louder than the sound it makes when it impacts the waterlogged earth, slowed by the trees blocking its descent. It won't take long at all before the group of survivors holed up in the city will notice a mass of shambling Iraites beginning to congregate against the walls and gates, attracted by the noise. They're toppling over each other and pressing against the boundaries. The gate looks like it might buckle under all that weight like a dam about to burst. You might wanna do something about reinforcing that gate, or maybe even start taking out the horde if you can. There are still hunters and gatherers out in the forest. If they come back to this mess, they'll never make it into the city alive. If that's not enough trouble, you suddenly have another problem. Between the rain and the hail and the infected, a loud crack of lightning hits a tree near one of the crash sites. You can see the smoke all the way from the city and it lights up the edge of the forest. But that's so far away, how could it pose any trouble? You ask, because you obviously have a death wish. Well friend, you may recall a certain crashed shuttle in about that very direction. Such a thing is leaking some rather potent accelerant. Find a way to contain that fire or you won't have to worry about the infected anymore. You won't have to worry about much when the blaze takes out the forest and creeps through the city with a lazy hunger that cannot be sated. [Mod Note: Pick any scenario, mix and match, or combine them all into one chaotic mess of death and mayhem. Feel free to do a crash scenario from the first TDM. Enjoy~]

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Jo Harvelle | Supernatural

[harvelle]

[The weather's least of her trouble. Not when there's zombies flocking toward the fire that's growing out around the tree that's been hit by lightning. She's made herself a shank out of metal she found on the ship that she crash landed in and has torn a seatbelt out as well. Some heavy metal parts were tied around the end of the seatbelt and she used it as a spinning weapon she could clock the zombies in the head with and easily retract back to her own body. She doesn't pay attention to anyone else in the area, just goes after as many zombies as possible. She uses the metal part to strike them through the head, and uses her seatbelt weapon to hit them upside the head and try and dislodge parts of their skull.

By the time she's finally brought down the zombies in the area she's breathing heavy and looks around the area. There's other people there now, ones she can tell are normal. Not zombies, they're here to help. Or at least they sure as hell better be.]

You best be one hell of a firefighter, or things are gonna get real toasty 'round here any minute now.

[Yeah. They probably don't have long to put that out, it's probably a good idea to figure out how to contain the flames, or take off running.]

[ooc: Will match format, prose or action!]

[extramarital]

I'm not.

[ Michonne doesn't seem too fazed by the zombies, the rain or the fire, if anything she seems annoyed. But Jo is a welcome sight from the walkers. ]

But I bet we can figure it out.

[ Damn, and here she was hoping the weather would sort the fire out. She doesn't have her swords, but she has the next best thing she could find on her way out of the ship she'd landed in -- a big stick. ]

I'm all ears if you've got any ideas.

[harvelle]

I was hoping the rain would take quick care of it.

[She laughed as she said it, as if this was all a big cosmic joke. Which, right now, it felt like it was. Go from one demon infested hellhole to someplace like this.]

Think there's any fire extinguishers on those pods we dropped down in? Otherwise, we're gonna have to find a way to smother those flames.