"Iiiiiiiiiiiiii...belieeeeeeeeeeve...them boooooooooones...are me..."

The young man cocked his head and glanced up at the sky. A distant roar echoed along with his singing along the trail. Pausing to lean against a shoddily-crafted railing, his wine-red eyes gleamed as they zoomed in on a distant shape, outlined with gold in the night sky.

"Sooooooooome saaaaaaaay..." he continued, his voice lowering. He sounded remarkably like Layne Staley. "We were booooooooorn...into the graaaaaave..."

The roaring was almost deafening now. Johnny Bones checked his watch, let out a yawn that sounded similar to a death rattle, and glanced back at the blindingly bright object speeding through the air. With a earth-shattering crash, it slammed into the top of a mountain on the other side of the valley. Blinding light filled the air. Johnny ignored it and got out of his slouch with a popping of joints. He could see just fine, thanks. He was practically done descending the mountain, and a village was near. This whole "save the world" guff didn't suit his tastes, but what could he do?

Well, it wasn't as if he didn't have enough time to go check out whatever had just ripped a mountain's peak off. Johnny set off at a lope that slowly morphed into a flat sprint that one would expect of a runner in the forty-yard dash. The zombie could literally keep it up forever, and it would take a lot less than that to get to that village, and then that mountain.

"I feel so alooooooone; gonna end up a big ol' pile a' them bones."

OoC: Lyrics from "Them Bones" by Alice in Chains. Poor ol' Layne did indeed wind up as a pile a' them bones.

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Kellson (Deceased). Johnny Bones (Only Technically Deceased).A witticism goes here.