
What's going on?
Chapter 1
Gerard's POV
I slipped my ray gun in the holster strapped onto my leg, and put my coat on. It hid my gun and when I put my hood up, most of my face, with help from my mask. We had been told to carry the weapons and wear the masks by loads of people we saw, and we weren't going to argue
"Ready to go?" I asked Mikey, putting on my fingerless gloves.
"Yep!" He said, fastening his own coat and putting his mask on. We left the small flat we had spent the night in and got in the car. Ray and Frank were already there, so we set off.
We had been driving for a while when there was a flash of bright light and everything went black.
I woke up in the car, my head pounding. I looked over to Mikey, he was still out, as were Frank and Ray.
"Guys?" I shook Mikey, and he woke up, a bewildered look on his face.
"What happened?"
"I have no idea."
"Where are we?"
Gerard looked out of the window and just saw desert. How had he not noticed? He got out of the car and looked around. The car had been covered in graffiti.
"BL/ind?" Gerard wondered.
At that point, he heard something, or someone. A girl, it sounded like, crying. He went off in search of her. Eventually he found her. She had curly brown hair and it broke his heart to see her so distressed.
"Hey, my name's Ger-"
"No! Don't tell anyone your real name, including me. They can use it."
"They?"
"Bl/ind. You need an alias, a killjoy name. And a mask."
"I've got a mask," he said, showing the girl, "But I have no idea what a killjoy name is."
"You look like... Party Poison."
"Um, okay."
"Put the mask on. Are you alone?"
Gerard did what he was told. "My brother and friends are in that car..."
"The one with BL/ind spray-painted all over it?"
"Yeah, but it wasn't us."
"I know, it means they've marked you. Got any spray-paint? You'll want to cover that."
"Yeah."
Ray and Frank were still unconcious, but Mikey, Gerard and the girl re-designed the car's paint job, covering it in 'killjoy slogans' as the girl called them. By the time they were done, the sun was going down and Ray and Frank had woken up. The girl demanded they start driving, and as they did, Ray, Mikey and Frank came up with their own aliases, with help from the girl. Jet-Star, Kobra Kid and Fun Ghoul. They all had masks, they all had ray guns. They were going to be fine, right?
I slipped my ray gun in the holster strapped onto my leg, and put my coat on. It hid my gun and when I put my hood up, most of my face, with help from my mask. We had been told to carry the weapons and wear the masks by loads of people we saw, and we weren't going to argue
"Ready to go?" I asked Mikey, putting on my fingerless gloves.
"Yep!" He said, fastening his own coat and putting his mask on. We left the small flat we had spent the night in and got in the car. Ray and Frank were already there, so we set off.
We had been driving for a while when there was a flash of bright light and everything went black.
I woke up in the car, my head pounding. I looked over to Mikey, he was still out, as were Frank and Ray.
"Guys?" I shook Mikey, and he woke up, a bewildered look on his face.
"What happened?"
"I have no idea."
"Where are we?"
Gerard looked out of the window and just saw desert. How had he not noticed? He got out of the car and looked around. The car had been covered in graffiti.
"BL/ind?" Gerard wondered.
At that point, he heard something, or someone. A girl, it sounded like, crying. He went off in search of her. Eventually he found her. She had curly brown hair and it broke his heart to see her so distressed.
"Hey, my name's Ger-"
"No! Don't tell anyone your real name, including me. They can use it."
"They?"
"Bl/ind. You need an alias, a killjoy name. And a mask."
"I've got a mask," he said, showing the girl, "But I have no idea what a killjoy name is."
"You look like... Party Poison."
"Um, okay."
"Put the mask on. Are you alone?"
Gerard did what he was told. "My brother and friends are in that car..."
"The one with BL/ind spray-painted all over it?"
"Yeah, but it wasn't us."
"I know, it means they've marked you. Got any spray-paint? You'll want to cover that."
"Yeah."
Ray and Frank were still unconcious, but Mikey, Gerard and the girl re-designed the car's paint job, covering it in 'killjoy slogans' as the girl called them. By the time they were done, the sun was going down and Ray and Frank had woken up. The girl demanded they start driving, and as they did, Ray, Mikey and Frank came up with their own aliases, with help from the girl. Jet-Star, Kobra Kid and Fun Ghoul. They all had masks, they all had ray guns. They were going to be fine, right?
Notes
A/N:I haven't wrote about the Danger Days BL/ind thing before, but I'm trying here.Should I continue?
I changed my tumblr url and now I can't get on this account -.- so I'll have to repost it on this one... :)
1/2/13