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[renegare]

[ 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

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[harutastic]

WHAT'S GOING ON, HAHI?!

[demonwhisperer]

[A GD ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE YOU IDIOT.

er-]

Ah, miss, you may want to find something to defend yourself with. These creatures are highly contagious, not to mention dangerous.

yeah this is somehow action and haru is somehow a survivor idek

[harutastic]

[RUDE.

er-

AS SHE WHIRLS AROUND, YOU MAY NOTICE: 1. she is covered in splotches of red and black pain resembling blood and such, 2. her face is very dirty, 3. she is wielding a big metal spoon (for your delicious zombie sauces? yeah who knows), and 4. -- ahem]

Haru knows that, why do you think Haru's in disguise?!

[DUH.]

[scontros]

[ TOO GOOD A DISGUISE HARU. Beware of Squalo indiscriminately slashing shit up. HE NEEDS LITTLE CONVINCING OBVSLY ]

SUDDENLY!!!! Another truck appears!

[derpioso]

[And it is being....driven....by this fourteen-year-old specimen. Without a license.

As you can probably tell, because he's swerving all over the road, running over zombies-

NARROWLY AVOIDING OTHER CARS.

But he doesn't always miss.

IS YOUR VEHICLE NEXT????????]

EYES OF HAWK

[harutastic]

WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, SUNDAY DRIVE--

YAMAMOTO-SAN?! HAHI, DON'T RUN US OVER!!

EYE OF THE TIGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER

[derpioso]

[OH CRAP. SWEEEEEERVE.

He pokes his head out the window-]

Sorry, Haru! I'm still not that great at steering yet!

FLOAT LIKE A BEEEEEEEEEEEE

[harutastic]

YOU'RE FOURTEEN, YAMAMOTO-SAN! KIDS OUR AGE DON'T DRIVE!!!

[renegare]

[ One Winchester strip act, infected baby swarm, supermodel escape attempt, zombie wedding, zombie suicide and truck crash later --

Sleeping Beauty wakens.

And blinks.

And blinks.

And keeps blinking. ]

...all of you crowding. Get out.

[ Hell hath no fury. ]

[harutastic]

[THESE ARE THE FUCKS SHE GIVES.]

You were sleeping?! While we were out here fighting for our lives against zombies with poor diet choices, you were sleeping?!

[renegare]

[ Stare. STARE.

Usually, he'd let her do her thing (whine), but right now, he's in a bad mood.

An is-that-a-bloody-DENT-in-Namimori's-walls sort of bad mood.

(And his cute birdie is hungry).

So, he cordially picks her up like a gd ball, squints the way of Yamamoto's window in, you know, his speeding truck --- ]

Yamamoto Takeshi.

[ And throws her there.

10 out of 10, would Chuck Norris again. ]

WHOOOOOOOOOOORE

[harutastic]

[WHAT IS GOING ON

WHAT IS GOING ON

THE WORLD IS SPINNING

THE CORPSE OF FREDDIE WINKS AT HER FROM DOWN BELOW (;_;)

THERE ARE A FEW ZOMBIES VAGUELY INTERESTED IN HER SWAN DIVE

AND HARU IS LIKE-]

WHO DOES THIS TO A PERSOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAHHHH---?!?!

[leviathanclaw]

[Zombie grandma is out in her Sunday finest. Could have she been on her way to wedding? She is crossing the road with her walker. A slow clomp, clomp, clomp. Actually, a dreadfully slow clomp, clomp.

Perhaps you are driving one of those runaway vehicles. Or maybe you found yourself dumped into one. Either way, the vehicle is on a collision course for grandma. Better fasten those seat belts.]

[renegare]

[ FORTUNATELY, the Slaughterhouse does not discriminate.

IT HEADS OVER THERE LIKE A MONORAIL.

Heads up, granny! ]

[leviathanclaw]

[Zombie grandma doesn't even see it coming being deaf. If zombies can be deaf. There is a loud thud as someone hits the roof of the vehicle. However, this one doesn't simply slide off to the road below.]

Nice aim!

[renegare]

[ Now that he's awake and capable of perceiving what's happening to the his apparently-possessed-supermodel-and-zombie-marriage-hosting vehicle, Hibari can take the time to extend a warm reception!

...and glare. ]

Who gave you permission?

1/3?

[antimafioso]

[ So, at roughly the same time, someone was having a little fun with the zombies. The zombie creatures, in particular, especially once he confirmed that illusions don't work on those with dubious cranial matter, rotting nerves, and senses that might as be, well,

dead.

How amusing.

but LOOK

IN THE SKY

is it a bird? is it a plane? ]

[antimafioso]

[ NO, IT'S

A BEHEMOTH ZOMBIE GRYFFON.

Shedding feathers and skin, with a front half that strongly resembles nothing so much as an owl. A figure rides on its back. Surveying the tumult below. Until, suddenly,

its left wing falls right off.

and the creature plummets, SLAMMING RIGHT ONTO THE ROOF OF the slaughterhouse truck. Calmly, the rider climbs off its back and pats its feathery head, as if to say, that'll do pig, that'll do. Feathers and flesh come off on his glove. A muscle twitches in his jaw. Still smiling, he kicks the beast off the roof.

Because it's totally easy to stand on the roof of a truck going 180 km/hr and kick off a giant rotted mythological beast. It rolls along the road, until a speeding ice cream truck hits it. A fiery explosion commences that smells vaguely of sprinkles and bubblegum. ]

3/3

[antimafioso]

[ Rokudou Mukuro swings himself over the back of the truck, boots open the doors, and with considerable aplomb, lands neatly on his knee.

Fashionably late. ]

This looks like fun.

Re: 3/3

[renegare]

[ ...to a shower of FERVENT APPLAUSE from the models, because the new trends are all about being bold and beautiful! What an entrance, so fiiiiiiine. They cheer. Clap. A FEW WAVE LIGHTERS. And someone in the back rows throws him a bra?! ]

Encore!