My Roleplay Prompts

Killjoy!Frerard Prompt

(In this they are gonna be in like their 20's and Gee is a bottom)It's 2031, twelve years after the famous killjoys were 'killed'. Gerard 'Party Poison' Way is now currently in a coma, his brown roots showing through his red dyed hair. The rest of the killjoys lay next to him, Gerard could hear the voices of scared children as he struggled to open up his eyes. 'What was this?' He thought 'Am I in hell?' Oh he was somewhere worse than hell. The place he despised most. Battery City. His eyes shot open, and the screaming got louder. Gerard looked to his left, Frank 'Fun Ghoul' Iero. His partner and best friend. Then to his right, Mikey 'Kobra Kid' Way. His little brother. Next to him was Ray 'Jet Star' Toro. The gang was all here. His attention shifted to the children, staring at him in fear. "H-he's awake!" A boy whimpered. "Stay back kids! This is a dangerous man." The teacher said, Gerard simply stared at them before looking around to the beds next to him once more and taking in the sight of his friends, just staring at them before they even got the chance to fill him with sedatives that would surely knock him out for however long they intended. This would've been a perfect opportunity to leave and get out to the zones. Yet, the person he was wouldn't allow him to. No, he couldn't just run off and leave them behind. They haven't seemed to cut or remove the dye from any of their hair yet so that's good? That was the only good thing about this situation. Suddenly doctors came rushing in to the room, that's when he noticed that this must've been the hospital room made for specifically them. After all, it was specially made to accommodate 4 grown men with not only the large room but the reinforced bars on the cabinets and the bars on the windows. Yet he could easily break the handcuffs which was honestly It was another month before he woke up again, greeted by the rest of the Killjoys who were currently staring at Gerard with a sad glint in their eyes from where they sat on their beds. It took a moment before a rough small sounding voice came out that Gerard identified as his own. Most likely from not having liquids down his scratchy throat. "Where the hell are we?" He managed to croak out. Gerard looked around the room once more to make sure he didn't miss anything, he looked down to his IV and bit his lip. He tugged gently on the tube that was forcing fluids into his body as he thought about just ripping it out. Nothing was locked up signaling that they weren't expecting the four to wake up just yet, he looked out the window finally. Observing the night sky. It wasn't starry like the sky he slept under so many times in the zones, it was cloudy. Almost fake. It terrified him