[ So, here this
slaughterhouse truck is on the highway, just chilling and stuff.
At 180 km/h.
Run by chaos and mayhem and zombies, who apparently enjoy their takeaway and have been collecting humans,
gasoline cans and quite a bit of (locked) ammo. The camera lands on the
glorious decomposing driver, who hasn't missed a day of regular service, and doesn't plan to start in his unlife - ]
Bleeeeeeeerrrrghhhhhhhh...
[ - a meaningful statement. The camera rolls some more, ending up in the back of the truck, to reveal a cohort of captives, and... a glimpse of an untied Hibari, shamelessly napping on their meat scale.
OH LOOK, there's suddenly mutiny among zombies, a great deal of noise - ]
Thiissssshhhhh... ishh... mad...nesssssshhhhh....
[ ooops, someone's headshot the driver - ]
Nooouuuhhhh... thishhhh... ish.... braaaainnnnnlushhht.
[ - and cue MOTION EVERYWHERE, the zombies are on a rampage, some kid out there wants his Snickers bar, the
cute little bird is getting antsy, and no one is driving this thing. ]
[ ooc: fall from the gd sky into this ride, crash into it with another car, shoot at it, get thrown by a zombie against it, MAGICALLY APPEAR!!!! in it, do your thing on the road, THREADJACK FOREVER, idec, if we don't make zombie road chases hilarious, I'm going to cry ;o; and idk if trucks can travel at that speed, for the sake of this fictional exercise, etc.
eta; this truck now has Victoria's Secret models?! Sob. And
SOMEONE SAVE THE KIDS. ]