ZOMBIE FORUMS

ptlis, sick of waiting for icy to get things moving deftly picks him out of the drivers seat and hurls him into the back of the minibus, he then climbs into the drivers seat grumbling something about emo kids and the fact he probably couldn't drive 'stick', as you americans seem to call manual transmition, anyway. After turning the key and revving the engine a few times to ensure everything is in good working order he shouts into the back to make sure everyone is strapped in.

*finishes a few reinforcements to the van's frame as well as the requested cow catcher.*

Hey, one sec. I need to connect this.

*drags out a 2 wheeled wagon cart filled with parts and scrap and attaches it to the rear bumper. He then climbs to the roof and buckles in.*

Ready up here.

A bird flies by and shits a huge shat on the window.

::looks up from the sound of everyone::

Hmm....speakers...?

::pulls out a very long cable from his pocket::

What? It's an audio jack, extra long. I use it for a belt sometimes.

::goes back to playing chess with Adrian::

"Check. Oh. You now have instant access to Chaos's tracklist. All of the really good songs. All of Queen, a bunch of oddball stuff and anything else you want you'll have to request and wait a min or so to get it. Nice move! Check. Jack me in to the car..."

Money isn't too much of an issue, just give me a couple of bucks and let me into a casino for an hour. That's get our funds up.

"I'll go into the Casino too, I got a couple thousand from the stock market today I thought I'd spend....."

Chris starts up the engine, revving it up as if challenging ptlis.

"Got room for a couple more, hurry up people!"

*Gets bored of just sitting there and climbs out through the window and unto the roof.*
"Wolfie!"
*hugs Wolfie and dodges under the ensuing punch*
"Aw Wolfie, you know you love me."
*Dodges a second punch and points forward*
"Onward! To Much Love!!"

*Tuck, upon hearing the word "Queen", jumps just over Skjie's shoulder, pushing his head into his spine in the process and punches a few keys on the laptop.*

*Three seconds later, Tuck begins singing Bicycle at the top of his lungs, actively choosing to override the fact that he can actually sing when he wants to, as ptlis jams his foot on the gas, causing the reworked bus/van with ambiguous seating layout and origin to lurch foward and begin its fateful journey.*

*The noise of the affair is just barely loud enough to cover the sound of Anchient falling from the roof/bed of the vehicle...*

::Skjie punches Tunk in the spleen for touching his laptop::

Fool, next time it will be a dagger......

*clutching his spleen*

"But I was ever so gentle..."

*shakes it off and goes back to singing*

"BIIIIIIIIICycle, BIIIIIIIICycle, BIIIIIIIIICycle! I want to ride my..."

As the car zoomed forward, Wolfie watched the overaffectionate Ancient fly off the roof bed and land on the hood of the truck behind them. Damn, so close. While still strapped in, he examined the welded frame, relieved that it wasn't coming off the van. He put on a pair of goggles and watched the scenery fly past him.

Chris slammed the gas just as Ancient hit the hood.

"Shite!"

Chris hits the brakes, and the truck stops burning out and sits there with a big cloud a of smoke around it, as Ancient slides off the hood and catches his balance in front of the truck. Chris leans his head out the window.

"Hop on in! There's room on the back, it's a big truck."

*Lost in thought, Icy does not notice as ptlis sneaks up behind him. Caught by suprise, he is easily pulled out of his seat and tossed aside by ptlis. After recovering his senses, Icy dashes for the wheel.*

"Hey, no one's driving my van but me!"

ptlis: "What the... You're going to get us killed!"

*The van swerves wildly from side to side, before finally making a sharp left and crashing through the nearby brush and heading over a (in)conveniently placed cliff.*

"Well shit."

*Time seemed to slow for Tuck as he braced himself for the end*

....

*Time seemed to slow a lot for Tuck as he braced himself for the end*

....

*Time seemed to stop for Tuck as he looked around and wondered when the end was coming*

*he looked out the window*

"yep, that's the ground, rather below me, I'm afraid"

*and that's when he heard a faint sound, he strained to hear it. It was something to the effect of...*

"Well, at this point it seemed like those Duke boys have gotten themselves in a hootin' heap a trouble..."

Wolfie looked around him. The van seemed to be stuck on a small outcropping of rock on the steep cliff face. From his place on the roof, he could clearly see the ground several hundred meters below him, with the only thing between him and painful death a few improvised seatbelts. After a few moments comtemplating the situation, he said the first thing that came to mind.

"WHO THE FUCK WAS DRIVING?!" Nevermind that now. Survive first, blame later. He looked back and saw the wagon cart against the cliff side, still behind the van. He started looking through the cart and making some spikes to help maintain their position before they fell furthur.

Just as Ancient climbs into the truck, Chris sees the van swerve off the road. He drives up at a medium pace, until he sees the van perched on the cliffs edge, about to plumet to it's doom, where he stops.

"It's been 15 minutes. 15 minutes."

Standing on the back of the truck, Ancient is flipped over unto the hood again as it suddenly stops. "You know, the first time it kinda hurt. But now this is getting kinda fun." Sitting up, he looks forward at the van about to plumet. "Oh no! Grey, I'll save yas!" Pulling Chris out of his truck, he cuts off his shirt with a quick machete slash. He then takes off his shirt and makes a rope using the 2. "Its' not long enough.... Chris take your pants off."
"You know, I got some rope in the back."
"...Ok, just give me that then."
Tieing the rope to the van and the other end to the truck, he put the truck on reverse and started pulling the van to safty.

"I guess that I'll have to do something about this..."

Chaos was about to leap out, grab Adriaan aqnd run when he noticed something odd with the cliff face... Then an idea struck. He reached behind him and pulled out a rope.

"How handy this is!"

Chaos climbed out of the open window and used the trailer to get to the ground, on the way there Chaos tied one ond of the rope to the back of the car and measured out and exact amount of rope. Tying the other end to a nearby tree. He then cut the extra lenghth.

"Hey! Chris, Can you give us a tow? I have a secondary plan set up but it probably isn't going to work and it would probably trash the car."

Looks and sees that towing is underway...

"oh... ok."

Sonofabitch...I loved this car. We had it up Killdozer style! I don't wanna die! All I wanted to do was go to a titty bar! murphlemurmer

*the rest was lost amidst titty-bar depraved sobs*