[OPEN] ► Week 1 | East Side

[hartless_cowboy]

WHO| Lindsey McDonald [OPEN]
WHAT| Time to explore Disneyland!
WHEN| First week
WHERE| Around the Eastern areas, eventually circling back to Fantasyland. (Main Street, Tomorrowland, Toon Town, Fantasyland)
WARNINGS/NOTES| Violence and Disney bashing? D:

First time ever visiting Disneyland and it had to be post nuclear apocalypse with everything broken and askew. This was the most messed up Disneyland vacation ever.

Lindsey fled east after the Cornucopia and it wasn't long before he entered the area of futuristic buildings. Unsurprisingly, he also seemed to be separated from anyone he knew. Still, the first order of things was to find himself a weapon and check over his bag. Looking around, he eventually came upon the wreckage of a large monorail train.

"Welcome to the happiest place on earth," he muttered. He hefted a large metal bar that looked it like might have once been the stage support and was satisfied that it was a good weight for swinging. "Now just have to find myself some faery dust."

Comments

[hartless_cowboy]

"Don't know about the Mouse," Lindsey answered with a large grin. "But I never had any talking, walking, giant mice for clients. The corporation though, you won't believe in the fraud and laundering they're involved in."

He was sure there were a few demons in Disney, but probably not for soul sucking purposes. At least, not where he was involved.

[acro_bat_ic]

"Disgruntled ex-employee?" she guessed, frowning faintly. He seemed to know an awful lot about Disney. "Or current lawyer?" In which case he really shouldn't be throwing around the evil label.

[hartless_cowboy]

Oh, so close but no cigar. "Disgruntled ex-lawyer," Lindsey revealed with the flourish of one announcing himself to a gathered audience, even if the audience was the total of one. "But good guess. Although, with Disney in this state, I don't think they're in any shape to retain legal council."

[acro_bat_ic]

"Pretty sure they're gonna need it, too," she said, looking at the ruins around her. Only for a moment, though, before the attention focused back on the flamboyant lawyer before her. "This place kinda looks like lawsuit central..."

[hartless_cowboy]

"If they have cash, they might want to consider its upkeep." Lindsey shrugged his shoulders as either way, he wasn't in that profession anymore. "This place looks like the apocalypse ran through it."

It was time he turned his attention from their surroundings back to the young woman before him. "So, don't think I caught your name."

[acro_bat_ic]

She lifted one eyebrow, staring up at the skies - towards where the fireworks would usually show tribute faces. "What do you mean like?"

The second question, though... That got a little smirk. Right hand on her hip, left hand hanging down. "I don't remember giving it."

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey liked a snarky girl, and this one promised to be full of snark. "Then maybe you should remedy that, hm?"

"And I said 'like' because if an apocalypse ran through, there shouldn't be anything left."

[acro_bat_ic]

She can be a regular fountain of snark when she wants to be. Or when she doesn't. Call it nervous habit. "Barbara."

"So what do you call all this?" she asked, gesturing to the ruins. It's got nothing she recognizes in it.

[hartless_cowboy]

"This? This is a bad imitation of an apocalypse, it got all the destruction and mayhem exactly like how humans imagined it to be. None of the overrunning monsters though, that's a relief."

The way Lindsey spoke, confident and with just that little bit of smirk, it may make her wonder if he was pulling her leg or whether he really knew what he was talking about.

[acro_bat_ic]

"You know much about apocalypses?" she asked, ready to shift into combat mode. He sounded like one of the villains back home.

[hartless_cowboy]

"Passing knowledge of them," Lindsey answered vaguely without going into details. He still seemed relatively relaxed though, not yet wanting to go into battle so early in game. There would be time aplenty for that later.

[acro_bat_ic]

She didn't really want to get into it, frankly. A super hero she might be, but fights to the death weren't her things.

"How much is passing?" She's watching his language.