Look Alive, Keep Running and Save The World

'Look alive sunshine, 109 in the skiy but the pigs won't quit, you're here with me - Dr.Death-Defying, I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicoper. Bumping out the slaughto-matic sound to keep you alive, a system failure for the masses. Anti matter for the master plan, louder than Gods revolver and twice as shiny, this one's for all you rock and rollers, all you crash queens and -'

She quickly turned down the radio on her headphones to listen to her surroundings, she swore she heard a Drac.
Living on the edge like this isn't really what Violet, or as she is known as - Memory, was expecting. The stories that had traveled to her land made it exciting and possible, not to the extent where she didn't expect her daily task would be to stay alive. Where she was from, nothing was really that bad. When something went wrong, it would only be in politics, not in the entire economy of life.
She was not the type of person to back out of something though, Life was one long road trip. She would often brag to her friend about the adventures she could have, and how successful she could be, how there is so much outside their little town.

There was nothing.

There were no Dracs, It was safe to come out, so she did. She stood up proud and brought out her skateboard, The skateboard wasn't exactly the best form of transport. But a motorbike would be hard to hide. Now for today's journey, she set off on her skate bored with the wind whipping her purple hair into knots later to be tamed, Her blue ribbon whipping loudly with the motion and her pink bandanna around her mouth to save chapped lips. This is a daily thing, just skating to anywhere that can help her live another week, Her ray gun is low on battery and her stomach is almost empty, hope for surviving was at a low.
As she skated it seemed like nothing was around for miles. For all she could see was wasteland, empty and dusty as it begun to wrap around her hopes and drag them down, perhaps this is all it is until she reaches the coast, perhaps nothing is left?
Then an old diner and gas station appeared in the distance, Time to re-charge. She took out her ray gun and looked for some batteries, as well as some edible food.
Memory went to the back of the diner to the kitchen, as she was in the middle of eating some canned soup she heard a noise, she quickly picked up her head phone thinking it was an update, but the line was dead. She got paranoid, suddenly on edge Memory looked around the diner, she opened the door to the back room and saw a mess, and the back of a man in a make shift wheel chair... whom she recognized as the one and the only Dr. death-defying, her heart raced. This man was the information, he was the leader of this entire operation. He turned around to look at Memory and she got butterflies. “Greetings you shady killjoy, I see your needing batteries and food, you can stay here as long as you like. Recharge tumble weed, Cant be weak in times like this” Memory was shocked at this how he just offered her a place to stay, She walked in to find some batteries. Dr.D turned in his wheel chair and looked at Memory with confusion “Where's your partner? You're not travelling solo are you?” She was put on the spot by this, She nodded. Memory does not talk much, only when very necessary.
“This is a hard time, of course. But no killjoy of mine will travel alone, Honey. You stay with me, My fabulous killjoys will be back soon. In the mean time, Get re-charged” Memory was amazed at Dr.D, for one she has met him, For two, he was showing her an immense kindness, that seems to be long lost in these times. She put down her skateboard and continued to eat her canned soup, a battery was put in her gun and as this was finished. The fabulous killjoys had returned, announced by the bell above the door “you jealous of my kick-ass talent? 3 Dracs at once. That is skill” said a small man with a mask on his head as he took one last puff of his cigarette, then a man supporting a lot of hair followed laughing at his bragging, “hey, I saved your ass out there!” then said a tall blonde with beautiful eyes, The three of them walked in not noticing Memory as they were in there banter, The diner door bell rang once again as the fourth walked in, a red headed man looking at the three sat down, Then flicked his eyes quickly to Memory, At that moment they all realized she was there.
All at once four ray guns were pointed to her, then dropped as they analysed her. Memory didn't say a word to them, But walked back to Dr.D “My killjoys are back!” Memory stood in the corner of the room feeling awkward, The four guys had greeted Dr.D loudly and happily and then stopped and asked who she was. Dr.D Laughed hoarsely, “She's a good vibe, honey what is your name? I forgot to ask” he said humorously. She walked up to the light of the radio equipment “Memory, or Violet” Dr.D seemed to have warmed to her with out her even saying much,The four guys in front of her had introduced themselves, There was Frank, who was the short one, Ray, the one with a lot of hair, Gerard, The redhead and Mikey, The one with the beautiful eyes. They all seemed very nice, Frank kept making jokes but Memory wasn't one for jokes and didn't laugh.
As quiet as Memory had been the guys had still made a place for Memory to stay, a place to sleep and to keep things. It really touched Memory how they had just moved everything out of kindness, there were no reason for them to be kind to her, but there also was no reason for them not to be.
Memory had recharged her ray gun and ate some food. Her health bar was now full, As she sat on the roughly made bed next to her skateboard and heard the guys talking. Memory didn't know what to do with herself. She wouldn't mind speaking to the guys, but she just didn't know what to say. He began to comb her purple hair with her fingers as she listened to the guys laughing and joking about the days ventures.
Then she heard a heavy static and Dr.D tune in for his nightly broad cast, “Goodnight tumbleweeds, Remember don't stay in the same place too long, or you might get bitten. Gravity may pull you down too much or the stars might shock the sense out of you, This is Dr.D Signing off”
At the same time she heard her headphones buzz from the transmission being sent out. Finally she heard the guys walk through behind her to there designated sleeping areas.
The day's passed silently, The guys would go out everyday, sometimes a transmission called for a reason to go out, sometimes they went out anyway.
She heard them speak about what they did that day and they had always saved someone, it was like they worried for everyone but themselves. The honor to hold that is amazing, Memory began to admire them for it.