Chapter one

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You were sick and tired of the better living industries trying to control everyone in battery city. The whole town was white, you had to wear white dresses everywhere you go, and dresses weren't your thing. Then there was also your 'happy pills' that changed your mood to always be happy. You never took them, though. You live by yourself because your family died, so you had nobody to tell you to take your pills. Recently, you had saw a few people run to the edge of town, and you planned to do the same as them. Run away and become a killjoy. You already had a nice named picked out. It was 'toxic soul'. If you liked it, you rolled with it. So, you rolled with being a killjoy. You got out an old backpack you had and began packing up for the move. You decided to turn on the radio to listen to Dr. Death Defying talk like you did every night. "Only the bravest of battery city citizens become a drag queen of motor baby, especially a killjoy. It is dangerous going on missions to save everyone from this war, and to keep everyone from being brain washed. Becoming a drac is not the answer. Become one of the rebels or stay a citizen. Be carful out there, and look alive. Here is our song, party poison." The song began to play as you packed up. You knew the lyrics by heart. You packed up a few packs of gum, serval bottles of water, fruits, and anything else you needed. You ran into your room and picked out an outfit that a killjoy would were. You had a black biker jacket, badly ripped skinny jeans, knee-high converse boots, and a bandana going around your knee. Then to top it all off, you dyed your hair a red that faded into black. You grabbed the bag of supplies and an old ray gun your brother has left for you. It was fully charged, but you unplugged the charging station and brought it with you. You know, you were going to be living out here for a wile, the rest of your life, to be exact. You grabbed the radio/gps and was on your way.

This was 2 years ago.
It is now 2018.


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