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Character info (copied and pasted from Google docs)-

f is a killjoy who sneaks into the lobby to buy drugs for other killjoys in the zones

g is a mtf (transitions later during the story) performer at the lobby. Something secret and illegal. BUT he secretly works for korse or something but lets keep this between you and me

m works at the venue g performs at part time but most of the time works somewhere with medicine (thats where he gets the drugs) (?)

p is a killjoy (goes by stardust in the zones) who works with f. He distributes the drugs f gets to other killjoys in need (painkillers and stuff) 

r is also a killjoy who works with f, he fixes stuff and drives places. He’s a good character but i gotta give him more personality

Additional info-

• r and f communicate with a radio transmitter he built in g’s apartment secretly after f gets caught by the dracs
• g is Im Not Okay video look BEFORE escaping. He then becomes a She and becomes more like the danger days
• Fun Ghoul is addressed as Frank in his inner dialog and by certain people.
• Pete wentz is “Stardust”
• Gerard transitions later.
• This is like a Party Poison origin story
• This whole story is planned out already. I know how it ends and how I’m going to write it. I promise this is actually good and it’s worth reading.

Storyline info- 

POV switches in this order, f, g, m, p, r in first person (m, p and r only join the rotation AFTER they are introduced) (rotations start when I feel like it)

Enjoy chapter 1!!

Ill add here if needed throughout writing! last updated here: 1/17/25

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He pushes aside a couple of loose bricks in the wall and sticks a leg through, wiggling his way into The Lobby before putting the bricks back

He’s been doing this for years , sneaking into the city to buy medication from people he knows or stealing stuff for the killjoys in the zones who need it.

The guy he’s been previously buying from got fired from his job so he had to find someone else.

This dude’s name was Micheal, he told Frank to meet him at this secret theatre under the lobby, but he’s not sure what he’s looking for.

Frank wandered the Lobby for a little, looking for the location Micheal mentioned, the tattered droids nearby asking for batteries or spare carbons as he passed.

Eventually, he came across a location that matched Micheal’s description, a shabby, run down building, much like the other buildings in the area. Its flickering neon sign read ‘ HOTEL BELLA MUERTE’

He shouldered the door open and the air smelled different.

A woman at the counter asks if she could help get a room, he shakes his head politely and look around the room

He’s supposed to find a building under here called ‘All The Angel’s Venue” but he’s not really sure how he’s going to find it.

After a while of searching, he decided to ask a blue haired pornodroid outside.

“Hey, Um. Do you happen to know where I can find a place called…” Frank glances at the map Micheal made. “All The Angel’s Venue?”

She nods

“Yeah, it’s the most popular venue in the Lobby.” She points to the hotel Frank came from, “go into the laundry room and there’s a door behind the towel racks.”

“Thanks.”

She shrugs 

“Yeah”

~*~

The theatre was dim and packed with people. The first thing he noticed was a huge, well-lit stage in the middle. 

On the stage was someone in the most flashy, but well put together outfit there is. She was wearing a black, shimmering dress with the back cut open. The dress also had a deep slit in the front, showing off her black tights and glossy heels.

Her makeup was simple, but it complemented her very well, red lipstick and eyeliner, her long eyelashes were curled so it made her eyes look bigger then they actually are

Micheal didn’t seem to be here yet, so might as well watch the show.

There was a chair in the center of the stage. The performer struts her way to the chair and drapes herself over the back of the chair, kicking a heeled leg into the air, her hair falling in curls around her face on the seat of the chair and her fingers grazing the floor of the stage. 

She was singing some sort of song, but Frank wasn’t paying attention

He was starstruck.

He thinks she’s amazing.

He makes a mental note to go look for her after the show ends. 

Just then, Frank spots a guy leaning against a wall on the side stage holding a bag. 

He seemed to match the description Micheal sent me, so he made his way to him.

“Are you Micheal?”

The guy looks up

“Yeah, you can call me Mikey. You’re Frank, right?”

“Yes that's me”

He looks Frank up and down to make sure he matched the person he’s been talking to

“You’re shorter than I thought”

He’s been expecting this. 

“You’re just freakishly tall”

“I’m 5’10”

“Yeah, freakishly tall”

“Okay."

He reaches into his pocket and hands me the little bag of pills

“Here’s what you ordered”

Frank takes the bag and counts them before putting it in his coat pocket and giving him the payment he asked for.

He’s finished business. There wasn’t a reason for him to stay here, but he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the girl on stage.

“Frank? Are you with me?’

“Huh?”

“You’re really into the show, aren’t you?”

“Who isn't’? She’s amazing”

“Really is. He always lets me watch from backstage or from the side”

“Oh. Um. Sorry. Is that your significant other on the stage?

“What? No! Ew. That's my brother”

“Brother?”

“Yeah, he likes to perform here sometimes for some extra carbons outside of his… Regular job. Dresses like a girl and stuff.”

“Aw shit! I thought he was a girl! Sorry”

“That's okay. I think that’s what he’s aiming for.”

Before Frank knew it, the show ended, flowers were thrown, and people started leaving the theatre.

“I’m gonna go, it was nice doing business with you”

Mikey nods

“Yeah. Keep in touch?”

“Sure. Take care”

He shuffled through the crowd, trying not to get an elbow to his face or something.

He was expecting the main lobby to be loud, but he wasn't expecting it to be loud.

Sirens blared, there were gunshots, screams, it was really chaotic

He couldn’t see why until he heard a familiar voice and more gunshots.

Frank runs to the hole he wiggled through earlier and saw Stardust sitting on the roof of the Am, shooting at dracs who advance at the car

“Ghoul! Come on!”

“Jet! Just go! I’ll find you!”

Jet gives him a long, hard look before the Trans-Am jolted forward out, back into the zones.

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Frank didn’t even have time to think about how he’s going to find Jet and Stardust before the draculoid were turning on to him

Ghoul runs back into the lobby, running around until he finds the hotel again, circling to the back for coverage.

“What are you doing here? It’s past curfew”

Frank jumps and faces the man, he was middle aged and was wearing white.

“I’m-” he can’t just tell this person he just met he was running back into the zones, so he decides to go with a story that he’s a pronodroid, that’s the most creative he can be right now.

He clears his throat 

“Uh. Imma pornodroid”

“Where’s your person?”

Ghoul looks around frantically when another voice behind him speaks up

“He’s with me, sir. We were looking for some batteries for him. He’s an older model”

The man in white nods

“Okay, hurry along.”

Frank lets go a breath he didn’t know he was holding when the man walks away

“Thanks”

The guy raises an eyebrow and Frank finally looks at him. He has green eyes, half wiped makeup, and was holding a bag with a dress and hells in it.

Something finally clicks in Frank’s brain.

“Wait! You’re…” Frank realizes he doesn’t actually know his name. “You’re Mikey’s brother”

He raises an eyebrow, he was taller than Frank, like most people 

“Yeah, um. That’s me. You know Mikey?”

“Nah, I bought medicine from him”

“Oh. Well, you’re not actually a pronodroid, so what are you doing here? Like he said, it’s past curfew”

“Um. Don’t worry about it. Can you take me with you? I won't stay too long. promise.”

“I guess, you’re not going to kill me, right?”

“No.”

“Okay. Follow me?”

~*~

He was led into the actual city, where everything was white and pristine. He probably should trust this guy so much since he didn’t bring any source of self protection and hasn’t been here since he ran away when he was 13.

It was weird to see his friend’s faces plastered on the walls with the words WANTED. DEAD OR ALIVE in big bold letters. 

He wanted to rip them off and burn them but that would give him away.

On the way, He learned the guy’s name was Gerard. He told Gerard his name was Ghoul, because it was. 

“Um. Here we are”

Gerard’s apartment was exactly like everyone else's, white, plain, and boring. One difference, though, was that it was very high up in the building, so it had its own balcony.

“Okay.”

“Um. So just to let you know, since you’re probably going to try and escape, there are 4 dracs posted outside of every exit so there not a big chance you can just run out without being shot”

“Okay.”

“Also I work in the mornings until the afternoon and Scarecrows come in to check on the apartment twice a week, so don’t do anything illegal”

Gerard scratched the back of his neck awkwardly when Ghoul didn’t reply

“Anything you need? There’s food in the fridge and the bathroom is across from the bedroom”

Gerard seemed way too comfortable that there was a complete stranger in his apartment and was acting like they were friends or something.  

“No. I’m okay.”

“You’re… you’re not going to tell me anything, aren’t you?”

“No. I don’t know you.”

He sighs, looking defeated

“Okay then. I’ll bring you blankets and stuff”

While he was gone, Ghoul decided to check out if there's anything he could use to escape

The apartment had nothing. It was so standard, there was nothing he could manually open, everything was electrically operated.

Just then, Gerard came back, carrying a white BLI bag that read EXTRA BLANKETS, PILLOWS on it, the logo made Frank feel sick

“Here you go, Ghoul”

“Thanks” 

“I’m going to bed. Wake me up if you need anything”

Frank nods and Gerard stalks into his bedroom.

Ghoul sets up the couch. He would keep looking for ways to escape but he’s tired and really fucking scared so as soon as his head hits the pillow, he was out.

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chapter is going to be late bc I'm busy today!!

just thought I'd let you guys know I AM writing this and I am planning to update!

just gonna be late, trust