bakerstreet | the zombie apocalypse meme

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i . INFECTION.

1. YOU ARE INFECTED. It could be days, hours, or even minutes before you turn. Do you keep it to yourself and pray for a cure? Or do you hand your weapon over and trust your friend to put you down before you can hurt anyone else.
2. YOU KNOW. At least, you're pretty sure. They've been getting thinner, weaker, and the temperature that they're running can't be good. How do you proceed?
3. THEY'RE STILL HUMAN. These zombies are still people, you're the only one that sees it. You just can't take the killing anymore. Or maybe you just want to KILL THEM ALL. You're sick of these things. They're already dead, there's nothing human left in those eyes - you're a zombie killing machine.
4. IT'S YOU OR ME. There's no way the two of you can get out of here alive. Are you a good enough friend to let them go, or are you the sort to ensure that you only have to outrun them.
5. ABOMINATION. You've handled everything you've come across so far, but this is just wrong. Be it a baby, an animal, or a horrific mutation that grants it special powers - this one is throwing you for a loop.
6. NOT YOU. You recognize that one. Maybe it's a family member, a close friend, a lover, or a co-worker - you know who they are. Do you have the strength to do what needs to be done?

ii . SUPPLIES.

1. NOTHING LEFT. You're running out of almost everything. You've only got enough to feed one person now. Do you give it up, or are you ready to kill so that you may survive?
2. FOOD RUN. You and your buddy are all that stands between your group and cannibalism. Better hop to it.
3. ROTTEN. It's sat out too long and now everything is bad. You might have eaten it before you realized how rotten it was and now you're paying the price.
4. STOCKED. You found the ideal hideout and you want for nothing.

iii. YOU AGAINST THE WORLD

. YOU'VE GOT A PLAN. You can protect your team, but it might cost you your life.
2. IMPROVISED WEAPONRY. They're closing in and you've got to think fast.
3. MUTINY. You're tired of their authority. You can do a better job.
4. ESCAPE. That city was getting too full, you've hotwired and tricked out a vehicle and now you're getting the hell out of dodge. Any zombie causalities are completely intentional.
5. SURROUNDED. Your safe space isn't so safe. They're on all sides of you and you're starting to run out of ammo.
6. NEVER ENDING ROAD TRIP. You've been in this car for ages, everyone is getting tired, and you're not sure where a safe rest stop is.
7. YOU WERE IN ON IT. You're safe in the head office of EVIL INC. and nothing can go wrong. Unless that clumsy scientist knocks that vial over, or unless one of your co-workers goes mad with the guilt. Or maybe you didn't know what you were getting into, maybe you've switched sides and you two aim to fix this mess.
8. ONLY ONES LEFT. Everyone else is dead. You're all that's left in the world. Where do you go from here?

iv. WILDCARD.
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[it was a relief to see her and as she came up and hugged him, his left arm wrapped around her tightly, giving a hug back, though his right stayed down, gun in hand, and ready in case it was needed.]

[She was unhurt and uninfected. That was a plus. Still holding onto her for a moment longer he stared off down the hall, the smell of burning flesh, blood and death didn't even effect him now, though even he would admit that it made him feel ill.]

I just lost three men in twenty minutes. Lost communication with the others I sent off for sweeps. I can't contact the Director. The rest of the Avengers, that I know of, are out dealing with mass hysteria, and power is down to 87% of the base. A lock down was called for until we can get things under control.

[it was short, clipped and fast talking, informing her on what was going on and not informing her that part of the reason he felt so frazzled was because he had no idea where she was or what her status was. That was exactly why you don't get involved with those you work so closely with... it could have changed his judgement in this situation, and yet right now he didn't care. He held onto her tightly for a moment longer, trying to think of which way to go.]

We need to get you out of here.

( She was just thankful they were both relatively unscathed, save for a few cuts and bruises, and a lot of zombie goo. With another squeeze, she finally let him release her, dropping down from her tiptoes.

Janet hated knowing that she caused him extra stress, but she supposed that was just part of the repercussions of romantic involvement within SHIELD. It was nice, she added to herself, to know that he was always looking out for her, and she for him. )

I'm not leaving unless I know you're safe. ( She hoped she sounded firm and convincing, even nodding a few times, hands set on her hips. )

[It was the small things you could be thankful for Like being relativity unharmed. He didn't mind being covered in blood and gunk as long as he wasn't broken, thanks. You can wash this all off later---Lets just hope it's not toxic when ON skin, huh?]

[As for extra stress? He'd deal with it. He would go through it time and time again if he needed to. It was nice to know, for a fact that someone like her would be looking out for him as well.]

Not an option right now. We need to get you out and I need to get to the lower labs. [she did sound firm, but he sounded like he was at work, and orders is what he was used to giving. Then again... these damn orders almost never worked on the avengers. They all did what they wanted anyhow...pfft]

Coulson -

( Janet shut her mouth swiftly. She couldn't protest this time, could she? This was no lover's spat, this was biological war. This was far more serious than anyone had anticipated and the infection was spreading faster than they could keep up. )

Okay. Okay. Yeah. You're the boss. ( But she does steal a kiss from him for good measure until she can find a way to stay around and help him. He'll need her, she knows it. )

Thank you.

[No argument? No disagreeing or pushing? Something was up. He gave her a look that said he didn't believe it was that simple, but gladly took the kiss. He had no doubt she'd stick with him. She never took to taking his orders well.]

[None of them did, really.]

[But yes, he nodded back to the way he came. He had been headed down, but they can go up.]

Right now I am. And right now we need to get you to the secured room. If it's still secure at all. From there you can help get who ever is left, out.

[And my god he hopped some of his men were able to not only get out on their own and meet back there... but get some of the Lab coats out as well.]

[He reached out to touch her cheek, wiping away at a stain and giving her a smile] We'll get out, but for now, you stay small. Less of a chance for anything to get you that way. Stay high as well. What ever you do... don't stick around is something happens. [to him...]

( Janet brushed her bangs aside and smiled fondly at him, reaching out to gently grasp his upper arms. She would have to think about the casualties later, otherwise it would weigh her down and she wouldn't be able to move, let alone fight. She was small, but they needed her, she knew that well enough.

He needed her.

She caught his hand when he rubbed some gunk off her cheek and gave it a squeeze. )

I'll stay small. The infected don't want me that much when I'm that way.

( With another kiss pressed to his cheek she shrinks down to Wasp size and hovers around his shoulder. ) I'm ready. I think.

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