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.

Comments

[antivillain]

Yeah, I decided I'm gonna be late reading that memo.

[Ducks so she can fire over his head, then pops back up behind her so they've switched places, and he empties a clip before dropping the gun and reaching for his bow.]

But higher ground is still a good idea. [Not just 'cause he likes it.] Might be able to get us to another building. If another would be an improvement.

[ex_spins462]

[ Natasha rolls with the punches — or gunshots, in this case — and she's willing to slide around to fire over his twitching corpsepile, motions as smooth as if she's dancing. ]

Anything's better than this.

[ It's not actually the dire straits that gets to her. She's been in tighter spots than this, and those are the places where she lives. It's not that she's always gonna be more suited to espionage than a full-on long-haul firefight, because she's smart and skilled, she can improvise. No, the reason Natasha can see the cliff-edge of losing her cool rapidly approaching is because the fuckers don't always stay down. A headshot puts them out, but even if she takes out their frontal cortex ninety percent of the time, that's nine point nine percent who take mortal wounds and keep on shuffling. ]

[ She doesn't like it. She doesn't like anything she thinks she can't keep down. For all they know, the ones with the head wounds are just having a nap. ]

They're thinning out on the left side.

[ Probably because the zombies have to navigate the maze of buildings, while their right is open. But that poses the same problem for them; if they take the alleys, there's more risk of being ambushed. Can creatures like this even stage an ambush? She needs more data. ]

I could really use a cluster bomb right now!

[antivillain]

Yes'm.

[Snaps out the bow, hits a button on the quiver, grabs the prepared arrow, knocks, draws, aims, and fires, all within seconds.

The arrow sails into her mob of zombies, seeming to miss all of them—but once it gets to the far side, it explodes.

Clint ducks and covers, knowing Tasha can do it for herself far better than if he tried to help. While they're still down, a second before he hops back up to fire a normal arrow in the opposite direction, he comments,]

You know I love when you give me orders.

[And after a few more rounds with the zombie horde,]

I've only got one of those left. But I think the ceiling's asking for it. Ready for a grappler ride?

[ooc: It's my one tactical move… ;-) You know I have to hiatus now, so let me know if you want to continue this or not when I get back; and either way, YAY for getting to voicetest together and ILU!]