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When the Angels Come Down to Battery City (FINAL)
CHAPTER NINETEEN
EVERYBODY LOVES A HAPPY ENDING
The Killjoys lost the squad cars on the open road, and before they knew it, they were heading down an empty strip of asphalt with nothing in sight but home. The arid planes of California never looked so inviting as they did now, and as the sun sank and the moon rose up to take its place, Party Poison finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked to Buckley who gave him a small smile.
"That was something," Poison said quietly. "Who knew there were so many Killjoys out there…"
A fleet of bikes sped past them, and Killjoys waved back at the truck filled with exhausted soldiers of anarchy; the ones who started it all; the ones who paved the way to turning backs and twisting knives on a society that had forgotten how to flex its will power muscles. Poison waved back at the motorcyclists with a weak smile, giving them a little salute.
"Who knew there were so many out there who looked up to you," Bloodshot smiled from the backseat, her han
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (18)
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
WHEN THE ANGELS CAME DOWN TO BATTERY CITY
The heat was rising off the asphalt like shockwaves, and the streets cleared out to accommodate the motorcade of armed trucks and police motorcycles. The crowds of citizens, still bewildered and horrified after seeing the Killjoys descend upon them, watched as the line of official vehicles passed by. The black and white fleet looked menacing enough to make them cower and rush towards home, but now hiding in the dark alleys were a different kind of threat – one that even the Better Living officers were afraid of.
"Where the hell did they go?" Korse grimaced, keeping an eye out from his seat next to the armoured truck's driver who looked sick to his stomach with horror.
"It's looking clear, sir," The driver replied, gulping. "Must've run off or something,"
A young girl with a peacock feathered mask stepped out of the shadows in a narrow alley way, a laser gun in hand. She looked down and saw a beheaded mascot- the human hea
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Literature
When The Angels Came Down To Battery City (17)
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
I'VE BEEN LIVING LIKE I WAS DEAD, BUT NOW'S THE TIME TO LIVE LIKE I'M DYING
Fun Ghoul ruminated about his life. There were already a million sins and missed opportunities on his list, and it kept growing as the hours ticked by. He looked around the dimly lit room made of concrete and saw that Jet Star and Kobra Kid were asleep. Fun Ghoul wished he could fall asleep too, but something inside him had been triggered to snap him awake every time he tried. Every single time he drifted close to the edge where conscious lost to subconscious, he saw an image of Party Poison hitting the floor and gasping for breath. He heard the hoarse breathing; so sharp and urgent, and he saw the blood seeping out from a burn hole in his neck, tricking over his skin and hitting the marble floors below. The colour of his hair… it was everywhere.
There was no peace for Fun Ghoul, and the man who usually had a way of seeing the silver lining on the darkest days finally met his quota of g
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When The Angels Came Down To Battery City (16)
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
FRANKLY MY DARLING, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN
Dr. Death Defying wasn't a guiltless man; he had made many mistakes in his life. Some of his wrongdoings and misadventures cost him the use of his legs, and others lost him a fair few friends. A life outside the golden gates of the capitalist world of Better Living was a hard one; any Killjoy could've told you that… but for Dr. Death Defying, the ratio between bad days and tolerable ones weighed up badly. After so many years of dodging armed law enforcers and risking his life on a daily basis to get word out to Killjoys on Better Living operations, Dr. Death Defying grew a pretty big chip on his shoulder for the rough and thick hide of skin he was wearing. That's when the trouble really started; and that's when he started to feel like maybe he deserved a few more free passes out of death than the rest of the mercenaries out there.
Genevieve was one of the many who went down in flames instead of him… Freddy Fastpants
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (15)
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
TOO MANY SINS FOR HEAVEN AND TOO MANY GOOD DEEDS FOR HELL
Johnny Kennedy Jett was your average loner kid who couldn't fit in anywhere for the life of him. He wore too much black, and listened to too much grunge. He was terrible at science and geography, but he was an impeccable art and English student. He listened to all the loose rules his parents set up for him, and he lit up cigarettes at age 12 when they weren't looking. He was a good boy, a nice boy, and he grew up to be a good enough citizen with a good enough job at a comic book store. He only ever had two best friends his entire life; a girl with long dirty blonde hair and freckles in school whose name he couldn't recall, and a blonde guy named Buckley who didn't know that Johnny Kennedy Jett was Johnny Kennedy Jett at all. Then of course there were the three men he worked with on countless adventure missions in the wicked Californian desert; Fun Ghoul, Jet Star and Kobra Kid. But they were more than colleagues,
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (14)
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
WELCOME TO THE HOTEL CALIFORNIA
Battery City was a sordid place this time of year… well… then again, it was a sordid place nearly every time, all the time, every year. The buildings stuck out like a sharp jagged mass of sores across the otherwise flat landscape around it. The black marble towers and skyscrapers jutted out of nowhere, the only focal point for miles around. Battery City looked like a sickness; a disease that was slowly growing across the Californian desert, spreading into the multitude of sections that fanned out around it.
The sun was setting, ducking behind a heavy mass of clouds that sailed across the darkening sky. It was almost as if nature itself knew its place to play and did its best to set the scene for the upcoming storming of the castle. It was quiet at eight already, the streets clearing for the curfew coming at nine o'clock. Only search light vehicles roamed the cities, barking reminders at a few stray citizens to hurry on towa
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (13)
WHO WANTS TO LIVE FOREVER
A LITTLE NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
The following chapter was hard to write... and perhaps not for the reasons you may think of initially. Taking on a bunch of characters who are already fully fledged super stars in everyone's eyes is always hard, and I have tried my best to make sure I wrote about them in a way that wouldn't have fans picking up their pitch forks and running at me at full speed. This is why this chapter (lucky number 13), was so hard to write. Some of you may hate me, but that's alright. I just want to tell you why I wrote what I did, in hopes that you will keep reading.
There comes a time in every good man's life when he is tested. I firmly believe that there comes a time in every good man/ good hero's life when he makes the bad choice. He has to... how else will he rise to the challenges in his life... and how else will the rest of us learn from his dangerous mistakes? The strongest of us fall in bad times, to be the lamb for the slaughter for t
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When the Angels Came Down to Battery City (12)
CHAPTER TWELVE
DEATH'S JUST ANOTHER EAGER FRIEND OF MINE
You can tell a lot about a man from the way he deals with thirty or so operatives with guns coming at him… firing, no less. You can tell a lot about a man from the way he deals with an ambush situation. Does he run, does he fight, or does he stand there blinded by the curve ball life has thrown him? Imagine the hundreds of possibilities for fight or flight and the roads to death or victory presented to a person in that moment in time. How do they pick? How were they trained to choose? Is it genetic? Or does it have to do with the way they were raised as fighters or fliers? In that split second moment he has to choose and he has to react. It's true, you can tell a hell of a lot about a man from the way he faces a challenge as it runs right for him.
Fun Ghoul fired like a man possessed, destroying parts of the room and its furnishings, and taking down as many operatives as his laser pistols would allow. He swore, yelled, and
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Deadly Daddy Dexter (1)
Deadly Daddy Dexter:
WE DON’T TALK ABOUT AMY
Tonight’s the night.
It’s going to happen, and it’s going to happen again and again... it needs to happen.
A scream from the kitchen rattled the whole house. My mother was always bad with reactions- still, you’d think she would’ve gotten the hang of things by now. After all, I’d been playing the same tune; a record scratched through the grains, so why was she so shocked to hear the same thing again, and again. I find it intriguing, how people can be so soft, so in denial; some people are just born enablers. I guess that makes the rest of us what we are.
“Amy,” My father said to me from the door. “Pack your things, we’re leaving now.” He sounded disappointed... I guess I would’ve been too, if I felt anything. Anything besides boiling rage and anguish. “Why do you gotta be such a goddamned problem,” He added, almost under his breath as he w
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When the Angels Come Down To Battery City (11)
CHAPTER ELEVEN
THE FOOD AIN'T GREAT, BUT THESE BARS KEEP ME WARM AT NIGHT
(AND ALL THE POLITICIANS TO THE LEFT SAY HEY!)
Fun Ghoul rode shotgun as usual, his dirt covered boots up on the dashboard. Party Poison side glanced at him, but there was too much running through his mind. He didn't feel like adding the tedious task of explaining to Fun Ghoul why he shouldn't have his feet up on the dashboard to the list of things to worry about. In the backseat, Grace sat up on Jet Star's lap, a worried expression on her face. Kobra Kid sat next to them and stared quietly out the window, a hand on the bandage that covered the wound on his neck. There was a little Hello Kitty plaster on it, and even though it was pink, Kobra Kid wanted to keep it on forever. He stared up at the blue sky and thought about Little Misfortune. And how he so desperately hoped that the next time they met, he would have more than a single sentence to say to her.
Freddy Fastpants sped up next to the roaring Trans-Am on
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (10)
CHAPTER TEN
MY BABY'S MADE OF FLUORESCENT LIGHTS: THE LAMENT OF KORSE
Korse sat in his creaky old leather office chair all day, staring at VTV feeds through a hundred or so screens that were stacked around his vacuous black room. A single light fell on him, like a spotlight on our lead actor as he performed some elaborate action centre stage… except of course, he was very silent and very still. He tapped his fingers on the steel edges of his armrests and with his red circled eyes, stared long and hard into one monitor in the middle of all the mess of gadgetry around him. It showed a still image of Bloodshot getting into Party Poison's Trans-Am.
"Two of you," He spoke up, and his Dracula boys who stood at the door perked up, ready to spring into a bloody battle for their master in command. "Get out," Korse ordered. His Dracula boys hesitated for a moment, glancing at each other, and then quickly exited; having learned from previous times that hastily is the only way to leave Korse.
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (9)
CHAPTER NINE
WE'RE ON THE CLOCK, SO KEEP RUNNING
When the sun came up again on the old, rickety Killjoy safe house, Party Poison woke up to the sound of silence. He sucked in a deep breath of morning air; yet to be tainted by the day's carcinogenic fumes, and flipped over onto his back. The mattress creaked under his shifting weight, the tortured old springs proclaiming their unhappy unrest. His bed was a sad excuse for one; just off colour sheets and a few knitted wool blankets that wrapped around his naked torso. His chest moved up and down to the rhythm of his quiet breathing, and he took a moment to just lie back with his eyes cast towards the wonderfully blank and boring ceiling.
He traced the crack line in it that ran from one end of the room to the other with his eyes, and tried to imagine what would happen should a cascade of rain plague this part of the arid desert. It had only happened once, but Party Poison hadn't been home to witness it as it drenched his cluttered and haph
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (8)
CHAPTER EIGHT
THE STEPFORD WIVES AIN'T GOT NOTHING ON US
The V.A.M.P or Vampire Android Military Program started a mere two years ago in 2017. The world was quite a different place then, with Better Living only recently taking it's stranglehold on society to the next level of liquefying every other goods and services provider. In order to throw the country's leader a bone, they offered to use their technological advances in bioengineering to create an army of super soldiers in order to keep their great nation safe from all the wars they've been starting. Of course, Better Living only said they were working for king and country, but they were really just building themselves reinforcements for when the inevitable war between consumer and sole marketer began. While Better Living knew they would win over millions of hearts, minds and souls in the buying and selling game of life, they were always certain there would be the less desirable rebels who would challenge the system in the name of
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (7)
CHAPTER SEVEN
CAN'T SEE STRAIGHT FOR ALL THE FLASHBACKS IN MY EYES
Yellow, orange and bright red sparks flew like a million sparklers lighting up at once. Fun Ghoul worked away meticulously on the broken Cardio Support System Chip or CSSC device that was clamped in place on the work bench before him. While a blow torch in Fun Ghoul's hands would usually sound like a terrible idea… or the start of a sadistic and potentially bloody prank aimed at Kobra Kid, when Fun Ghoul was working, he was all business. He lifted his helmet visor and looked down at his handy work with furrowed eyebrows. "It's not quite right," He murmured to himself.
This from the guy who thinks Cheetos in Ice Cream is a good idea…
"Fun Ghoul!" Party Poison yelled to him from the door of his haphazard looking garage. "This is no damn time to be a perfectionist," He growled. Beside him, huddled against the door frame, Bloodshot sputtered through sharp gasps of air.
"Warning, warning!" Her robotics reminded her
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (6)
CHAPTER SIX
ESCAPE FROM TEENAGE BOOT CAMP, FEATURING: THE LOVELY BLOODSHOT
"You alright, Jet Star?" Fun Ghoul asked hesitantly as he assessed a rip in his jacket. "Christ," He muttered to himself, "This is my favourite jacket too…"
"Yeah, I'm alright," Jet Star muttered, staring down at the recently deceased OZ doctor who lay at his feet; a laser burn hole in his chest. "I just…" he trailed off. Grace went to him and hugged him tightly, whimpering a little into Jet Star's jeans.
"You hesitated there," Party Poison said, flinching a little as he sat upright on the ground, a hand on his shoulder.
"I know what I did," Jet Star snapped, "I just… It's been a hard road," He sighed, "I'm just getting tired I guess- I'm sorry," He said.
Party Poison nodded, gazing down at the ground for a moment. "I know man, it's okay." This was public knowledge; it had been a long and hard road for all of them… and as they ran together through the trenches of a sometimes not so silent war
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When the Angels Came Down To Battery City (5)
CHAPTER FIVE
SORRY KID, BUT TIMES ARE HARD AND BLOOD AIN'T CHEAP
Click.
Party Poison swung the locker door open and it whined loudly on its hinges. "Funny," He said, "I remember these being a whole lot smaller,"
Before him was a lengthy hole that stretched on into an unimaginable depth, and worst still, it was pitch black. It appeared to be cut right out of the concrete; jagged edges, broken pipes and severed wires framed the enclave like warnings to all who dared enter. Grace's eyes were as wide as they could go, and she stared out into the abyss in horror.
"Kobra Kid? Come in, Kobra Kid!" Fun Ghoul said into his cell phone, shaking it as the red light on the screen flickered on and off. The feedback howled in Jet Star's and Party Poison's phones in their pockets. "Nothing," Fun Ghoul finally said, pocketing his cell phone too. "Must've flicked it off or something…"
"Well, no time to wait for him now," Party Poison said, still mesmerized by the chasm before him. With a swift flic
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Hey, so I'm kinda guessing that watchers don't really read journal entries, but in the hopes someone might cast their eyes over this...
Any chance any of my watchers/ fanfiction readers are Dexter junkies too?
After a long drought I've started writing again, and whaddaya know, I'm writing a Dexter fanfic!

Just wondering if there would be any point in posting stuff here... or not.

Also, if you haven't already checked out my writing works, there is a Fabulous Killjoy MCR Fanfic series, as well as a Slender short story. Thank you to everyone who has already had a read, and please do keep the comments coming. As you can see I lose focus very easily, and if I don't get comments, how do I know if anyone's reading this shit? Ya knoooow? :P

cheers anyway. x
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I'm a film student and writer from New Zealand. I guess those are my two primary modes of artistic expression... I love to draw and paint as well- but I rarely get the time to do any of that nowadays! Most of the stuff I'll be putting up here will be photography which I just absolutely love. Oh and lately I've been getting into some cosplaying so that'll be up here too!!! A lot of the stuff I do is usually dark too... It's just who I am. Hope you enjoy :)

Current Residence: New Zealand
Favourite genre of music: Punk/ Emo
Favourite style of art: Photography, Graphic Novel style art
Favourite cartoon character: Seance of the Umbrella Academy... does he count?
Personal Quote: "I can see right through you, and you're full of shit"
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knobheaddd Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2013
Wow, ily.
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ZacharyHogan Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2011  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for the fave!
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HALOaffect Featured By Owner Aug 28, 2011
Thanks for visiting, and the nice remarks. I think it's pretty clear I'm untrained, so pop art was the default start place for me; you don't have to be any good, but I do flatter myself that I've got a twist on it now. Bit worried that I'll never paint big again, now that I get tired so fast. It's quite demanding.

Ha, yeah, the arts community is like that, for sure.

I sure do appreciate the comment about the texture of the photos; while do I like to photograph people, I find it...distracting, so I like to work on the little things too, and I feel that paying attention
to things like texture is making a bit more of what I can do within my limits.

Cosplay...I was not expecting that, though I'm always surprised at how much of it is on DA. I look through your stuff, and I have to say, I feel like I should involve vampires more heavily in my work. I'm just a bit shy about saying to prospective models "hey, wanna let me photograph you all vamped up?" Also, so much bad vampire art already >.<

But really, I can't make excuses for the Vampire deficit in what I do. I've been interested so long.

I like what I see, here, Wolfgirl. Good thinking in the dark.

Great. Now you've got *me* wanting to try out cosplay too.
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Melyong Featured By Owner May 25, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
OI! I FOUND YOU! Nyahaha
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cherrytiger Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2011
AND I FOUND YOU!!! *adds you to her watchlist*
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YIPPPPPPPEEEEE!
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WEEEEEEEEEEEE <3
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<3
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<3 :)
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jellow there hunny pie~!
thanks for the add! c:
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