[u]Fumes, grease, and the maniacs who drive them[/u] It was mid day. Amari sat in the center of town with a Silver Leaf logo plastic cup full of ice and tea. Perks to owning a cafe. She was looking at herself on her phone, in particular at a strange flower that covered one of her eyes or better yet, seemed to replace her eye entirely. Perhaps a slight genetic instability from the fact she was built with so many traits reminiscent of plants. There was a decent amount of smog coming from the distance and the faint roar of engines continued to grow steadily louder. It didn't take to long for the air to have hints of diesel fumes as the revving noises grew. Ama grumbled something about the noise annoying her and went out to see what the nonsense was about. Outside several vehicles were out in the distance driving out with maniacs hanging on top of them, waving flags with what looked to be a picture of a pit bull on them. "Great, knock off Mad Max. Why the hell did they show up...?" She muttered not amused. A few of them suddenly began throttling ahead like idiots while one hung on with a loud speaker shouting "[u]Oi! Niles ya f_ck where are ya!? Niles!?"[/u] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]