Fun little exercise with little to no actual merit. The protagonist of your current work was walking down the street and then, suddenly, zombies come from every direction. He/she has only time for a single one-liner. What will your protagonist's verbal reaction be to the horde of walking dead? I'll start us off: Merrick: "Oh, snap!"
Mikkish: aw fuck! Nick: SHIT! Morgan: No. Noooo! John: Damnit, not again. All my protags from past role plays.
Past? What, nothing currently on the docket? Shame on you, sir. Feel the shame of my internet criticism!
Nice. I love books, movies, or whatever that break the fourth wall. That's why I love Deadpool so much! I might as well do all my protagonists, from current and past. Adam: (A sci-fi YA) Would probably say the eff word, but as this is YA, it would probably be something like "Crap" or "Dammit." Abraham: (A post-apocalyptic drama/adventure) "Well we have an advantage over them - they're dead and we're not." Christine: (Drama) "I have enough on my plate already, dammit." Joel: (Fantasy) "May the Unuk keep me from all harm."
"Wise guys got the drop on us. Start shooting and try to think of good reasons for us to be let into heaven."
"Back where I come from undertakers tied the corpse's shoelaces together just in case something like this happened. They laughed...well who's laughing now? Hmmm?"
You know, I'm not quite sure. I think he would rely on BES if he was unarmed: Dante: BES, I'm in trouble.
Daniel: "Zombies? Really? Zombies?! ... Time to call Win and get to cutting their limbs off before they make it into the city."
In a moment of extreme clarity I pointed my index finger at one of the shambling corpses and softly said, “bang.” Twitching my fingers up from the recoil. I was gratified to see the zombies head explode into mush.
Dacie "Here I was thinking I'd die in one of Avery's idiotic schemes but looks I'm dying in a fucking zombie movie."
Captain Harry Pierce would say, "God's bones, these slaves aren't going to fetch much on the market." Then he'd draw his cutlass and dagger, pick the thinnest spot in the circle and charge. (He's a slaver and a pirate.)
Jim (Protagonist): What are the odds of that? Doug: There's definitely a study or statistic on the odds of each type of apocalypse coming to pass. Jim: So... should we... google it? Doug: Uh... Heather: Idiots.
This was great for me because my characters, on their story, would never encounter anything like a zombie. It was really funny to imagine how they would react to this Liam: Wait a minute, are those... Zombies? Lucy: Great, that was all we needed! Frank: Step back kids, I'll protect you! Frank takes two steps forward, takes out his gun and prepares to shoot, but he is too terrified to aim. Suddenly, he drops it, and runs away. Everybody turns and watches him run away, screaming. Sarah: Was that, what... five, six seconds? Mike: Yeah, I think is a personal record for him.
