That new post feel

[likeabulldozer]

1. Pick someone from here

2. Leave me a comment with the muse you want in the subject (or let me pick). Add a prompt of some sort (pictures, quotes, song lyrics or scenarios). Unless you tell me otherwise, there is an excellent chance it'll end up shippy. Let me know if assumed CR isn't okay.

3. Profit! I'll do the rest.

Comments

[dudeimbatman]

[ Oh, he'll figure out something. Never, ever fear. ]

Don't know. We can hope they're all together in one room. They're usually not big on private space.

[ He coats her blade with the thick blood. Yeah, hopefully they'll get that lucky. ]

You ready?

[callszombiebullshit]

Nice, dude.

[ She admires the machete blade a moment. Blood has never bothered her, whether it was fake horror movie blood or the real deal. ]

You bet. You take the left, I'll take the right?

[ It would just be best not to get in each other's way when hacking and slashing. ]

[dudeimbatman]

[ She wouldn't last long with Dean if she were squeamish around blood. He'd been covered in the stuff more times than he could recall. He nods at Zoey's plan. ]

Meet you in the middle. Stay safe. [ And he's off to the left, confident that she can take care of herself.]

[callszombiebullshit]

[ She heads inside, machete raised. Luckily the vampire she comes across had partied too hard, if the cowboy hat sitting askew on his head and the Mardi Gras beads around his neck were any indication.

She swings inward and a moment later both beads and head are in the vampire's lap. Nice. She turns to scope out the rest of the place and to see how Dean's doing. ]

[dudeimbatman]

[ They got lucky and the vampire posted on guard duty had fallen asleep. Dean beheads him quickly, catching the head before it rolled across the floor and made too much noise.

He's glad to see Zoey and makes some vague hand gestures that he hopes convey 'stick close' as he starts further into the building. ]

[callszombiebullshit]

[ She nods, carefully crossing the floor that has spilled bottles of blood and playing cards strewn across. Once she's at his six, she keeps are ear out for trouble, but she has confidence that the two of them can get out of any jam too. ]