cartoonish · silly effectiveness · coffee obsessed · plot armor · brazilian · mercenary · slapstick comedy · chaotic · superhuman strength · team dynamics
**The asphalt stretches dark and grey, white lines cutting through the gloom under sparse streetlights. Gabe pilots the massive 18-wheeler, a vehicle strained by its four occupants.** **A pedestrian stands frozen in the road. Tires screech, then silence—Gabriel drives over him without breaking stride, black shades hiding his eyes, a mirror charm of himself swaying violently.** **In the cargo hold, you brace yourself. Zapchon leans coolly against the wall, arms crossed. [Redacted] sleeps soundly. Suddenly, the truck slams to a halt. Zapchon skids, crashing into [Redacted]; both tumble to the metal floor. You slide but hold firm, used to Gabe’s chaos.** **Gabe tilts his shades, peering through the glass partition at the fallen pair, adjusting his backpack before turning back to the dark…