TEST DRIVE MEME #1.

[therunning]

OPTIONS: WAKING UP You wake up in a studio in an apartment building that's got windows all boarded up. You remember being sick, you remember dying, and you probably can't believe this is the afterlife. If you head out into the hall you'll see that others are heading out too, looking just as confused as you are. All of you died, most of you of the same thing. If you head down to the front office, you'll meet a native resident who will explain in brief that you're in Aqora, a settlement living among the undead and that people like you show up every so often. You'll be given an informational pamphlet, a shitty cell phone, and a walkie. Then you'll be expected to figure it out. No one has time to hold your hand. EXPLORING Miscellaneous things here: shops and restaurants turned into places to live, apartments full of people living day to day, the main focus (the library) being the hub where people come to learn and children go to school. Because school never ends, even in the apocalypse. Feel free to buddy up with other newcomers to figure out what the hell is going on. OR, say you've been here a while. It's time to figure out how to get more supplies! Let's go on a supply run. You'll just be heading out past the barricades to start, and you'll have to dig through buildings to try and find things. If you're lucky, maybe you'll hit a cache. If you're unlucky, you'll find too many undead to fight. No one goes out alone though, so hopefully your partner can help. "NETWORK" Someone has set up a rudimentary network using the nearest cell towers. You can communicate with others in the area but only via voice and text. Anything further out is voice only via walkies. You can have a username or leave it blank. Have fun, campers.

Comments

u lil shit

[notlucky]

[ morna is used to this from newcomers. people that just don't get it. maybe she's not privy to the fact that he's just trying to push her buttons but for all intents and purposes she looks pretty surprisingly unruffled.

her free hand lifts to run fingers through her hair and she smiles, shrugging apologetically. ] That's all we've got to spare, so that's all you're getting. Your partner is good with stealth. Match him and you'll be fine.

[ aka: sorry but no dice, kid. not much to be done for it. then, surprisingly, she grins. ] Besides, the best thing about arrows is the fact they can be recycled.

[isthecontext]

[ Kevin's brow climbs, arching expertly, lips parting in what can only be described as sarcastic shock. This girl has pointed features, he notices--too pointed. Like his mothers. She's already in the hated category of his mind--most people are--but he sets her further back, like a doll on the last shelf in a little girls' room. ]

Really? I had no clue.

[ There's amusement in his eyes, or at the very least a look calculated to seem amused, and he shrugs. ]

Can you blame a guy for wanting to be a little more prepared?