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shatterverse2008-05-30 07:58 pm
not-theslayer.livejournal.com) wrote in shatterverse2008-05-30 07:58 pm
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Picture a long stretch of road in the middle of Nothingville leading from nowhere to nowhere. Nothing is on this road. That won't last long.
First, there is the music. Loud. ACDC. Deeply ironic.
Then, the car. A 1967 Chevrolet Impala, liscense plates 'KAZ 2Y5'.
Mood established, the narration now brings your attention to the woman clambering out of that car which is playing that music. Using her amazing detective skills, she has noted the following things: the car that was behind her just vanished; also that truck coming from the other direction; not to mention the road signs are significantly more battered; not to mention it was sundown a minute ago and now it's freakin' noon.
Faced with such irrefutable facts, she does the only thing a normal, rational human being could do:
"What," she says very loudly, "the fuck?"
First, there is the music. Loud. ACDC. Deeply ironic.
Then, the car. A 1967 Chevrolet Impala, liscense plates 'KAZ 2Y5'.
Mood established, the narration now brings your attention to the woman clambering out of that car which is playing that music. Using her amazing detective skills, she has noted the following things: the car that was behind her just vanished; also that truck coming from the other direction; not to mention the road signs are significantly more battered; not to mention it was sundown a minute ago and now it's freakin' noon.
Faced with such irrefutable facts, she does the only thing a normal, rational human being could do:
"What," she says very loudly, "the fuck?"