test drive meme: pre-game opening #1

[jumpscare]

___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!

Text somewhat shamelessly stolen from assguardians.

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So's Clint to me! :D Voicetesting buddies!

[antivillain]

Thanks.

[Tests the theory by shooting out a zombie's eye socket. Why mess with the classics.

Wondering if he's gone absolutely nuts again, but doing it anyway, Barton flips his gun handle-first at Loki.]

If you cover me long enough, I'll make a way out.

[ooc: Afraid I'm falling off the internet in a sec but I look forward to continuing ;-) ]

Hosnap really? He's awesome!

[rockofages]

[Loki twists, looking down to eye the offered weapon. he understood its use, though its design was inelegent beyond belief. He raised his gaze to Bartons and took it.]

Then do it, Agent Barton.

[Gun in hand, Loki turned and fired at a shambler that got too close. A perfect headshot.]

How many shots do I have?

[ooc: Aw, have a good day/evening/sleep. As do I! :3]

/more grinnyblush/

[antivillain]

Seven left. Just watch my back. And be ready to duck

[Barton has snapped out his bow and pressed a button on the semiautomated quiver. Loki's senses can probably pick up the noises of something going on inside the machine; the visible result of which will finally be, the arrow Barton draws has something more bulbous and light-flashing on its tip than a usual flint. He aims it at the ceiling above and several steps ahead of the greatest oncoming concentration of undead.]

<3!

[rockofages]

Say the word.

[ Loki pivots to take down the closest shambler behind them. He was ready as he'll ever be, but he was curious about the quiver. He'll ask about that later.]

>^•^<

[antivillain]

Three… two…

[Barton fires. The arrow sails over some undead heads—]

…one…

[It hits a corner of the ceiling]

Now

[And explodes.

That half of the ceiling comes down, burying the zombies in rubble.

The bit of the room over Loki's and Barton's head remains intact, but may not for long…

Not waiting for the dust to clear, Barton's back on his feet, pressing another button on the quiver, then another arrow at the bow, and he yells to Loki,]

Grab my belt and hang on.

[Before firing into the hole in the ceiling he'd just made.

This arrow trails a cable behind it. As the arrow sails out of normal vision and lodges in an upstairs wall, the cable, still attached to Barton's quiver, starts to retract, yanking Barton and hopefully (?) Loki up to the next flight with it.]

[ooc: Pausing on a cliffhanger!! I can't believe these two are working together. I love it. :-) :-) Sadly I'm off on an internetless week, and don't expect you'll want to continue this when I get back, but we certainly can if you're still interested, and either way thank you for helping me voicetest and this was unutterably awesome!!!]

[rockofages]

[Loki covers the other, not pausing as the roof collapses. Taking hold of the Agents belt, he grunts when they're hoisted up and away.



ooc: You fiend! Aww man, do come back and do reserve! I'd love to have you in the game!]