test drive meme: pre-game opening #1
![]() ___test drive meme: dead weight edition. Step 1 → Post with the character and journal you're wanting to play. Leave the message blank with your Character's Name | Character's Canon. Step 2 → Other people respond to your thread! Fight zombies, deal with the "fictional character" news, whatever you please. Step 3 → ??? Step 4 → PROFIT! Step 5 → Spread the word! Bring a friend! Make a random announcement on D_M! Get this post to crack the hundreds! It doesn't matter if you end up apping or not! This is a place of fun and meeting new people before the waiting! |
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He throws his shield again, straight and true, knocking down two of the creatures before rebounding to him. Steve takes another step back, looking for a way out and not finding one. This is going to get messy if he backs himself further into this corner.]
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He caught a glimpse of Rogers through the fray, saw how much trouble he was having as well. He knew the man to be more than strong enough to stand on his own, he'd seen him against the army of invaders. But there was no way he could keep all those off on his own. Seeing a trio coming up behind the soldier, he charged.
He mowed down several zombies in his path, planting his fist right in the face of the middle one. Another was knocked down in the process. But the third remained standing. It was too close to avoid. And before Thor could pull back, it had its teeth in his unarmored forearm.
Thinking little of it, he pulled it away and crushed its skull between his hands. ]
We need to get out of here!
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Another toss of the shield and several more are knocked down, returning to Steve covered in disgusting fluid. He scans the group quickly, judging the easiest course of action and nods.]
Focus on the right. We'll need to clear a path.
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His fist plowed into the face of the nearest one. The next was taken out by grabbing its rotted shirt and slamming his forehead into its face. He swung the thing hard, knocking two more down. But they were still alive. His boot came down hard on one, his fist driving hard into the head of the other.
He glanced back to make sure Steve was still with him before slamming his fist into the midsection of another. He slammed its head down onto his knee with enough force to split its skull and drop it to the ground. ]
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Steve uses the edge of his shield to slice at the necks of the creatures that he passes, sending them staggering back and in some cases it's hard enough to knock the head clean off. So far it seems to be the most of effective way of disabling them.]
Almost there.
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He fought on, smashing heads with impressive might. That was a lesson he had learned very early on. The only sure fire way to keep them from getting up again was to cave in their skulls. Anything else left a chance that they may still attack.
The zombies ahead of them were thinning out, but they were pressing in harder from all other sides. He fought on, following his last direction, awaiting the next. ]
I AM SLOW SORRY 8C
We need... to run for cover... when we're clear.