Dangerdays Stories

After the fallout of the third world war a group called Better Living Industries, or BLI/ND, was created, its founders Rowenia and Korse Way. The couple managed to rebuild what would come to be known as Battery City. To remain in control 5 simple rules were put in place: 1. No colorful clothing- black, grey and white formal clothing only 2. Never go out after dark 3. Never ever leave the city walls 4. No man or women should ever publicly show his emotions or inner thoughts 5. Take one tablet per day of Clondine Anyone who didn't follow the rules became labelled an enemy of state. These enemies of state re-branded themselves as the Killjoys When Mikey Way finds out that his older brother whom he believed dead is actually the leader of a group of BLI/ND's most wanted Killjoys. Will Mikey join his brother and become what BLI/ND are calling terrorists or will he kill the masked vigilante who has replaced what he thought was his brother?

The Black Parade was never just a performance. A spectator enters the Parade. The ritual notices her. And the story begins to structured in Acts and Scenes, The Cracks in the Black Parade is a descent behind the stage, into the machinery of performance, control, and the moment a narrative stops obeying itself. This is not a retelling. It's what happens when the ritual breaks.

When the Faraday Patrol first hears of the Demolition Derby, they immediately sign up to compete, hoping to beat the current champions, the Killjoys. But what they don't know is that amidst all the chaos on the Motorway, trouble is stirring elsewhere. Set in the Californian Desert in 2019, 'The Faraday Patrol' is a story about the adventures of said group in a dystopian universe. Story by @alliewayy and @nicotheoctopus Proof-read/edited by @stoplightglow We do not own the rights to the Killjoys characters and the Danger Days universe. Story also inspired by 'Party Games' by @angeleyes-demonsoul on WattPad.

You and your sisters were well known rebels. The three of you were talked about among other killjoys and the entire better living industry. Those were hard times but it got even harder after they were taken out...you tried to go solo....but that didn't work out either

"You're weak" smiled Korse as he kicked Party Poison in the side. Pain shot through his body and he couldn't do anything but lay there. Poison was defeated. He looked up to see a white ray gun pointed at his head. "Keep Running" hummed the villain and like that, Korse and his dracs were gone-and so was the girl. {~Rated PG-13 as this story contains strong language and some violence..Enjoy!~}

Fun Ghouls "little" sister, Fun Breaker, has finally been inducted into the Fabulous Killjoys! Fun Ghoul is very protective of her but she wants to help fight against Better Living Industries. What will happen when she finds a bit of romance along the way?

Broadcasting from the heart of BL/ind. to everyone out in the zones, keep running.

I wrote this as an outlet and a while ago but it's been heavily updated since. I was in a bad headspace when I originally wrote this and it wasn't good whatsoever. Not saying it is now, but I made adjustments YEARS later and also posted this to AO3. Description: This is Killjoy oc (cover pic) story basically. I'm not a writer so sorry if this grammatically AWFUL. As I stated, it was just an outlet but years later I decided to put it here too. Also none of this is accurate Fab Four wise, so don't hate me.

Desktop Backgrounds/Homescreens I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge (desktop & phone) The Black Parade Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys A Fever You Can't Sweat Out Heartwork Stomachaches

Frank iero and gerard way (frerard) Secrets are kept Secrets are discovered Whose blood is on his hands?

The big ball of radiation what we so call the sun was burning more that ever. Just making your skin melt and make you want to rip it off. You'd be lucky if you scored water around here in Zone 5. Everything was just a dessert beyond Zone 1, a death trap. No civilization besides the abandoned buildings used by killjoys. A little about me tho, I'm a motor baby. My killjoy name is Honey Trap. I have no team and I would love to keep it that way. Well that was until The Fab Four came to my base.

Sequel to Korse's Daughter so I seriously suggest you read that first otherwise you'll be so confused XD. Will Party Poison ever see her again? She walked out three years ago. She's been living a lie most of her life. She feels unwanted and to top it all off she has Party Poison's kids. He never stopped looking, he cried himself to sleep most nights and drank to numb away the pain. Fun Ghoul was in a worser state than Party Poison. Fun Ghoul was suicidal and claims he loves her.. With a love triangle no one's going to be happy. What would happen if they 'accidentally'? Reunited or separated again? Read to find out. (I suck at descriptions so sorry :/)

BL/Ind has taken over.

ᴀ ꜰʀᴇʀᴀʀᴅ ꜰɪᴄ ꜱᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 90'ꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɢᴇᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴅɪɴᴇʀ,ꜰʀᴀɴᴋ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴀʀᴄᴀᴅᴇ.ꜰʀᴀɴᴋ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪɴᴇʀ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜɴꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʙᴀʀᴛᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɢᴇʀᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴀʏ,ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ 'ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ' ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ɢᴇʀᴀʀᴅ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ ᴡᴀʏ ɪꜱ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴛᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛᴢ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ: ~ꜰᴇᴍ ɢᴇʀᴀʀᴅ ~ᴘᴇᴛᴇᴋᴇʏ ~ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ɢᴇʀᴀʀᴅ ~ᴘʀᴏ ʀᴇᴠ ꜰʀᴀɴᴋ ~ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴇᴍᴏ ʙᴀɴᴅꜱ/ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛ ɪ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ꜱᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴅʏꜱʟᴇxɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀᴜᴛᴏᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ ꜰɪxᴇꜱ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴇʀʀᴏʀꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ <3

"Bad news from the zones, tumbleweeds. It looks like Jet-Star and the Kobra Kid had a clap with an Exterminator, that went all Costa Rica, and uh, got themselves ghosted. Dusted out on Route Guano." A pencil dropped to the ground, and there was silence. It lasted a few seconds, Fun Ghoul staring at Party Poison from across the garage until he spoke. "What a cruel fucking joke." He hissed.

This was my English Short Story assignment, which had to be in the theme of speculative fiction, so I thought that killjoys would be the only fitting thing! I've incorporated the general idea of killjoys, plus a possibility if they were caught. Here is the general storyline: A killjoy girl and her partner, Kobra Poison (yes, I mixed the names), are fighting of "soldiers" called Ghosters and the girl is captured. She is then taken to a lab where she is cared for by Dr Biersack, who's entire job is to punish rebels if they were caught. In this case, she would be a lab rat, taking in any serum or pill she was given. Her last intake would be of digitoxin, a fatal chemical that might lead to her death... Will she make it out alive?

(a Gerard Way and Frank Iero fanfic) Not a Frerard (Ferard) Gerard and Frank end up on the outskirts of Battery City in Gerard's comic world of the Fabulous Killjoys. summary is crappy, but I guess the story is good. At least that's what I've been told.

A fresh runaway from the City has a run-in with the Fabulous Killjoys... and again, and again. Something doesn't seem quite right about that.

"Kobra get your ass over here." "Why me?" "You provoked my brother." "He shot me!" "Because you provoked him." Kobra's face started twitching, before he fumed and speed walked over to her, helping her inside. Royal Bullets. More motivation than the regular killjoy. But motivation comes from pain. And Royal knows pain pretty damn well.

A little thing I'm putting together from a while ago, might be fun, you never know.