Chapter 2
close to the outter edge of Zone 5, almost 6, sat a small grafitti covered cabin. A landmark every killjoy knew as Dr.Death Defying’s place. Dr.D was an older killjoy, with reletly short black hair and breadand wore a black vest, navy blue shirt and tan pants. he acted as the DJ for the only killjoy radio station as well as the killjoys ‘real’ doctor. Helping when someone got hurt in battle. Being able to help so much was something he was extremley grateful for as of he was in a wheelchair because of his bad leg. At the current time, D was attempting to stop two zone runners from fighting.
The secnd of thses Zone Runnners went by the name Show Pony. He was on the tall side, with disheveled brown hair that fell to his chin with brown eyes. He wore a white crop top with 'Noise' on it,white roller blades and white leggings with blue polkadots.
The other went by the name 'Spiked Mind' and was Dr.d's right han killjoy for all thing electronical. Spike was about 5' 4"mid-back length brown-almost black hair with dark green streaks that made her golden green eyes pop. She wore a blue tank top with 'Have fun-I gotta run' writing in white, shorts that had the old fashioned American flag on then and knee-high black leather hiking boots. Both of her arms were covered in prymid stud brackets of all widths that went from her wrist to almost her elbow.
After a few minutes of Spike and Show continuing to bicker about something Dr.Death intervened."Hey! We have a news cast in five minutes and I still need Spike to fix that damned speaker."
Looking from Show to D, a small and obviously forced smile appeared on the female killjoy's face. "Of corse D." And with that she left. After about three minutes of re-wiring, Show wheeled Dr.D into the room.
"All set?" D asked in a remotely bored voice as Spike nodded and rose from her seat on the ground."Good. Now clear out you two!" He continued with a smiles as Show and Spike went to the main room, shutting the broadcast room's door behind them.
The second the two were alone, Show spoke up. "Spike, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so rude."
"Don't worry about it. I shouldn't of over reacted when you brought up my birthday and family."
"Well I'm glad there are no hard feel-" A car's motor was progressively getting Lauder,giving reason for Show to fall silent. Quickly grabbing his powder pink ray gun and skated so he was standing three feet from the door. Spike, attempting to follow his lead,reached for her weapon only to remember she left in in the other room as with the prospect of dracs close by she needed a gun. So she grabbed the closed thing in sight. A gray bazooka she believed a killjoy named 'Funny Vampire' had left there. Shrugging off the thought of who's weapon she heald, she stationed herself next to Show just as the door nob turned.
TA-DA! Chapter 2 killjoys. Thanks for the great feedback and I'm sorry I didn't post anything yeterday -.-
