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satellite-runner · 1 year
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The girl !!!
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blood-injections · 11 months
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I am constantly thinking about food in the zones and going INSANE at the missed opportunities in like 90% of fanfics where they're surviving solely on power pup like. NO. do even five minutes of research I beg you there is SO much food stuff in the desert. I guarantee you no killjoy is eating power pup daily that shit is kept in the cabinet for emergencies and the friendly coyotes that come by every once in a while!! If anything they use it like we use spam.
Realistically killjoys would be out roasting crickets and scorpions and collecting bugs for these super protein rich skillets and catching lizards and snakes and rabbits and birds and rodents and shit! They'd set up traps and go like hunting sometimes. They'd go foraging!! Theres so many edible plants actually cacti is edible! And you can do so much with it!! Theyre gonna be out there grilling it and making soups and salads in shitty old pots and throwing in natural herbs and spices! THEYD TAILGATE!!!! They'd have a shelf dedicated to jars of things you can make tea out of!! At least one member of every crew is practically a five star chef! You can literally make a gourmet meal out of materials found within fifty feet of your home base!
Not to mention there'd definitely be greenhouses scattered around with actual fruits and vegetables and some people would bake bread like even if there isnt power and you dont have like a stove or oven like. its not hard to just make your own. Out of rocks and shit and light a fire under it. And there'd be like a farmers market for all that kind of greenhouse grown stuff.
I just want to see killjoys enjoying zone life and culture and not starving!! Becuase they wouldn't be!! They would not fucking eat the dog food!! The desert provides!!!
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starstoldmeso · 5 months
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my favourite thing about danger days is that you can slap any set of pronouns onto any character and be correct.
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montypng · 1 year
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poison gets to know their crew’s new mechanic

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kobracola · 3 months
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you know what actually. jet star wouldn’t use labels. desertborn resident sandpup jet star would not use labels. he doesn’t understand them. to people like party and ghoul, labels are important, and for their sake jet tries to understand why. he thinks maybe after all those years in the city and on the pills, living under bli’s thumb, they need to take back whatever parts of themselves they can. maybe that’s their way of reclaiming and reinventing themselves fully. after all, he grew up watching the endless streams of runaways trickling out from the city. he knows by this time that there is no greater joy for a debut album than relishing in the discovery of themselves- and this, the act of creation, is often their first act of rebellion. for them, knowing what you are and owning it is rebellion unto itself, and people like party and ghoul are no different. but jet star doesn’t need a label to know himself, and he doesn’t think he ever will. he doesn’t conform to any box or binary. he knows himself- he always has, no matter how much it changes- and that’s enough for him. he is “queer as in fuck you” incarnate.
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chemevan · 10 months
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it's them it's the gay california desert pew pew people
also for their pronouns and shit:
Party Poison: they/them non binary transfem, 19
Kobra Kid: he/they transmasc, 17
Jet Star: any pronouns transfem, 20
Fun Ghoul: she/her cis boy, 16
also bonus transparent version down below
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bunn-iiii · 5 months
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I don't think Dr D ever wanted to be a symbol of the revolution, nor did he ever really want to be "the voice of the Zones". He only fought in the helium wars because he was protecting his family. Which at the time was Show Pony, his nephew that was entrusted with him just before the wars started, and the hope that Show Pony's parents, Dr D's brother and sister-in-law, would live to see their child again. But they didn't. And the wars ended. And what was he to do? The only thing he did before the wars was play silly songs and tell stories over his radio broadcast. Show had just 13 and he knew they knew that their parents weren't coming back. So now he had a mourning teenager and the difficulties of living in the middle of a desert where killjoy society was just barely forming, not to mention getting used to being in a wheelchair. What was he to do besides turn back to what he did before? He flicked on all the switches, plugged in the microphone, and had Show start up the generator he managed to save. And thus the WKIL 109 FMX or 109 radio station was born. Out of grief. Out fo struggle. Out of need for something from before everything went to shit. And soon word spread all over the newly forming "Zones" of this man called Doctor Death Defying that would come on over the radio and talk about stories, tell words of encouragement, and even share songs made by the rebellion. Over the years as this became a sort of routine for him and Pony he took on new people, helping them get their start or pulling them out of horrible situations. And it was through this music and Cherri's poetry and pure word of mouth from Killjoy to Killjoy that he became the voice of the Zones. Even after his death you can sometimes still hear recordings of him speaking if you tune into the radio at the right times. Some killjoys say it's because Show still plays them sometimes, it's like Dr D always said, "Even if you're dusted, you may be gone, but out here in the desert your shadow lives on without you."
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vinyls-and-valentines · 6 months
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There are whispers of things before Battery City.
Of stubby buildings not unlike the skyscrapers modern citizens proudly call home and safety, but adorned with flimsy wood and glass cut-outs, or plaster casts that range from vain to downright obscene. Of wilderness, untamed, smothering clean and orderly neighbourhoods in an onslaught of burrowing roots, web-woven branches, and leaves serving as nothing more than breeding grounds for pests.
The bones of what once were giants now rest on the outskirts of town, hollowed and forgotten, like stalwart reminders of hardship overcome through ambition and human ingenuity. Yet, if one were to take a closer look at these remains, they would find little to no proof of any of the above: no scars left in the pavement or shattered stone ornaments— only scortched earth, shattered glass tinted by years of grime and canned paints amongst pieces of plastic all strewn about and shriveled up in shame.
Instead, the truth lives in glimpses caught between the pages of tattered journals, lost family albums, and long-overdue history books. There once were museums where Battery City now stands. Churches, libraries, and synagogues. Broadcast stations and astronomical observatories. There were post offices and schools, and houses older than the ages of everyone you've known combined, none of which still standing in the age of Progress and Valor (or more aptly known as the Danger Days).
What remains of the past now rests alone and dejected, a warning lost beneath the waves: Make yourself insignificant enough, and maybe one day you'll get yourself to believe comformity will lead you to survival.
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cartoonpigeon · 8 months
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some killjoy hcs/rambles :3
big fan of the HC that Ghoul has hearing loss like. look at that fella and tell me he has any sense of safety precautions
i also think he knows how to shoot his raygun and obviously has his explosives but if a fight ever becomes close range she just starts Biting
and that fucker can bite HARD he has dogshit dental heath (but that's pretty much a given if you live in the zones, i think) but his bite is so strong he often would rather use his teeth than scissors
also playing around (like. considering) with the hc of him being bigender? idk, thinking about that
cause i hc him as being raised in the zones + his crew died when he was young, i think he doesn't really have like. a strong idea of binary sex/gender/sexuality? like, i feel like labeling people is mostly a City concept, and killjoys just do whatever (although some killjoys do label themselves, it's just not an often occurrence)
SPEAKING OF THE CITY!!! i think Party and Kobra where both raised there and escaped together
Party realized they were NB and probably some flavor of queer when they were pretty young and tried to repress it at first, but that's obviously not health so it lead to them having really shit metal health/had a mental health crisis, but eventually they told Kobra and he tries to give them advice/ just be someone for Party to talk too
i also think they stopped talking their pills pretty young (like, i think Party stopped around puberty? so 10ish) and Kobra stopped a bit before Party came out to him (which is why he didn't report them and was able to help them)
Party's queerness is kinda what led to them leaving the city (i think there also may have been a confrontation with their parents that narrowed down their options to either running away or getting turned over for "reprogramming" but hey ho)
i think they would've met Jet Star and his crew pretty soon after them leaving the city, and they helped them to get to Dr. D
Jet couldn't convince the crew to let Party and Kobra stay any longer so they parted ways there
i actually don't have many Jet specific hcs other than that his eye patch is probably either due to an accident Ghoul caused or due to a clap with a drac
i think about a year after meeting Party & Kobra he leaves his own crew to go form his own/traverse the desert
which kinda leads to a general killjoy hc that they tend to be in crew with their families till they leave to form/find their own at around 15-20 (although some killjoys do stay in their original family crew)
there's probably zone-wide gatherings/parties where a tone of killjoys meet up to relax and have a good time
i flip flop between Party and Ghoul meeting at one of these and them meeting in some abandoned area while Party's doing a supply run
Ghoul speaks Afrikaans because i said so :3 (don't ask how it makes sense in canon - it doesn't really)
He reverts back to speaking it when angry/feeling very strong emotions (although it tends to be very choppy cause although speaking afrikaans is like his coping mechanism, he wasn't taught much of it by his family before they died)
I think she'd try to teach the other killjoys at some point cause it'd make communication easier, but Party's the only one who's remotely good at it cause they're the only other person in the group who can roll their r's
Party & Kobra r very shocked when they learn that other languages is a thing like. at all. cause growing up in the city they wouldn't have been taught that other languages r like. a thing ++ they would kinda also be taught at the same time that "everyone only speaking english is better cause then there's no error in communication ^_^" or something like that
idk whether or not i want Ghoul to be the reason they find this out… it'd definitely make for a good fic idea
like I said, I hc Ghoul as having bad dental health, but I think that also applies to Jet
Party and Kobra's good dental health is actually pretty unusual -- people tend to be able to tell they're from the city because of it
I also think they all have some kinda acne/acne scarring
for Party (and to a lesser extent, Kobra) it was a (bad) way to cope with the stress and anxiety of living in the city, and it became a habit that's still very hard for them to break
for Ghoul and Jet i think it's more a background thing they've never thought too hard on? like, oh there's red spots on my face now and some of them hurt? slay /pos
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satellite-runner · 1 year
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the girl and jet star headcanons?? spitting image? 👀👀
I AM SO HAPPY SOMEONE ASKED
I think young Jet Star and The Girl look virtually the EXACT SAME other then The Girls eye color
When Ghoul finds the Girl, she's just on that edge of being between a baby and a toddler that none of them quite know how to handle. Ghoul, of course, gets dogged on for bringing a whole child home despite them all knowing that had it been any of them out on that scouting run, that'd have scooped her up and bought her home too. Absently, they all come to the conclusion she looks a bit like Jet other then her shockingly white eyes, which Cherri seems to be wary of.
As she grows, it becomes abundantly clear that she's Jets spitting image. Rich skin and coily hair, even her flat nose and tooth gap match Jets. It's something they joke about, not bothered by it. Quietly, their all happy she has someone she can see herself in, even if nowadays one of Jets eyes is covered by a eyepatch because of a thick scar running over it and their hair has a few streaks of color through it.
When the Girl gets around the age Jet was when they met the venom siblings, the resemblance is uncanny.
When Jet was a teenager, the innate calmness they have now hadn't developed yet. They were a rough n tumble starborn, fighting the world alongside their small and scrappy best friend. They were less than happy when two banged up cityborns stumbled into Dr. D's radio shack. As far as Jet was concerned, Ghoul was the only bat outta hell worth telling the time to.
Kobra could tell you in detail just how his heart jumped when he first Jet. Jet was something lethal, something with a edge. Their looks were striking, to say the least. Kobra had never seen someone with hair like that, coiled tight and poofy. In the city, anybody with hair textured like that had neat braids or straightened their hair.
Kobra is hurt, sunburnt to all hell, half sure he's hallucinating the gorgeous stranger, kobra doesn't mention them until well after he's passed out and been treated for his severe dehydration and sun stroke. As it turns out, Jet had been the one to treat him, as much as they didn't want to.
Now Jet and the rest of the crew is older, the Girl is the same age Jet was (at least, they think the same age. Neither Jet or the Girl are 100% sure on their ages) when the fabulous four came to be and even the personality is matching. The Girl is rough n tumble, stubborn as all hell with a fire burning in her eyes.
If their being honest, sometimes the fab four or their extended crew will catch glimpses of Jet in the Girl. A mannerism, a phrase, a smile, a laugh, a stubborn refusal, a knack for anything medical. They don't mention it to her, not often, least they teach her that she isn't a individual of her own, just a mini me of Jet. They know better then to compare them, but they'd be lying if they said the resemblance didn't catch them off guard.
years after the crew rescued the Girl from battery city, years after they all met the Witch (for kobra, it wasn't the first time. A race at the crash track ended in him skidding down the track was the first time, but comme ci comme ca) and they all understand why Cherri had such a aversion to looking the Girl in the eye her whole life. Her white eyes, that they all were so sure meant she was born blind until she proved them wrong, bore a striking resemblance to the Witches eyes. They had all figured her white eyes were something unique when she was little, something that sets her apart from the rest of the zones. They hadn't ever thought that ever thought they'd be the spitting image of thr Witches eyes. Puzzle pieces start to click into place.
Now, sometimes it isn't Jet they catch a glimpse of in the Girl. Sometimes, when it's dark and the heat of the dessert has chilled into below freezing, they see the Girls eyes in the dark of the dinner and freeze, for a moment believing they had passed in their sleep and the Witch was going to take them quietly.
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blood-injections · 9 months
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Currently thinking some thoughts about the Jet Star and the Kobra Kid traffic report and how ‘killjoys never die’ and how there’s canonical powers. The killjoy’s different powers in national anthem, the girls power, the energy in the desert that Cherri does his weird focus thing with to never miss a shot that he tells her about. If they all have powers, why can’t the Fab Four? Maybe their power is that they never die.
They don’t know it yet, though. Maybe Doctor D does, maybe that’s why he drilled that phrase into their brains, maybe that’s why he always tells them that they can end this war, maybe that’s why he entrusted the girl to them, because he knows that they all have something magical in common.
But they don’t know it yet, if he knows he hasn’t told them, none of them have figured it out despite the weird close calls they all seem to have had, like when Fun Ghoul was young in battery city and woke up fine from an overdose that should’ve killed him or when Jet Star was bitten by that rattlesnake when she was a pup and got really sick and swore they couldn’t breathe. She says she must have passed out, because when Doctor D found her out back she was just waking back up and healthy as could be.
And then it happens. Kobra and Jet went on a supply run and didn't come back. Back in the diner, the radio was playing. Party was drawing lazily and Ghoul was fiddling with Kobra’s power glove that had been a bit on the fritz lately while they waited for the pair to return. Instead the song on the radio fizzes out, replaced by static and then Doctor Death’s pebbly voice.
Bad news from the zones, tumbleweeds…
They're frozen in shock but they quickly scramble to their feet, terrified and in denial. Poison makes a beeline for Kobra’s bike and Ghoul can’t make himself speak, a lump of horror lodged in his throat. It’s a silent, terrified ride down route guano for the two of them, keeping their eyes peeled for signs of a fight.
It isn’t hard to spot the bodybags.
They’re a startling black and white contrasting to the orange-brown tones of the desert sand. And there’s two of them.
When they’re unzipped, two familiar faces are revealed, their skin off-coloured, pale and lifeless. Poison shatters and Ghoul tries hard to keep it together for the one friend he has left
They take the bodies up to that one vista that Kobra loved because he could see all around for miles and keep watch over the desert and that Jet loved because it was the best spot to stargaze. The sun is nearing the horizon when they start digging. They work in silence and it isn’t hard to hear when the movement starts.
At first it’s a shifting of fabric that goes unnoticed, then it’s perplexed mumbles and then it’s a zipper sliding open. Poison and Ghoul have both stopped digging to stare at the body bag thats now open and the person that’s sitting up.
“What the fuck.” Jet Star says, looking from the two of them armed with their shovels and then down at themself. She looks at her hands and then at her stomach, where her shirt is matted with dried blood. Her hands press at where she can remember there being a wound but where there’s now no pain, no fresh blood, no nothing.
The other body bag wiggles, muffled curses sounding. All the killjoys turn to stare at it. Poison rushes over, unzipping it and pulling their somehow alive brother up into their arms.
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starstoldmeso · 5 months
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we all love a good desert-born jet star but give me REAL desert-born jet star. give me jet star who uses so much zone slang, the ex city kids can barely understand what she’s saying. give me jet star who never learned how to read. give me jet star without any understanding of domestic life. give me mannerless jet star. give me jet star who can hit any target with her gun in either hand but can barely hold a pencil. give me climatized jet star who can’t handle anything cold. give me jet star getting culture shocked when she has to go into the city with poison ghoul and kobra to save the girl. give me protector jet star who’s been fighting for her family since she learned how to walk. give me real. born and raised in the desert. wild animal. killjoy. jet star!!!
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ravenxbones · 7 months
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next up in my revamped kj designs: jet star!! 💫
she is so important to me… the space puppy tattoo is partially because of @eggbagelz’ headcanon which i saw and thought “oh definitely jet would LOVE laika” and the design is (with permission) one of my lovely friend @andpierres’ tattoo flash designs and tattoo tickets are available on his kofi if YOU would like to have a space puppy tattoo on your own skin! :)
as with the last two posts, untextured version under the cut for cleaner details and accurate colors!
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redfish-blu · 1 year
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Recently Zoned terrible tweens Kobra and annoying teenager Party Poison. Only one of which knows how to dress. Party burns in the sun and Kobra tans. Don’t let them in your residence.
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snoopyblankie · 5 months
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You get .. three boards !!
Another request, this time from an anon: a toddler Party and Ghoul regression board, with themes of outside and toys and playing!! These two most definitely need supervision when regressing together, because accidents are bound to happen (and well, mischief is a must) !
These were very fun to make !! I love makin boards for these guys ^w^ thank u for the request !! I hope you like em !! And reminder ! The killjoys are NOT mcr !
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Some HCs of my own from the boards !!
- the lil white cat is a hc I’ve had for a while, but Party has had this since they were in the City and it’s named after his mom
- more than once ghoul has gone way too quiet while regressed and this is bad because when a kid is quiet (and they’re not normally) SOMETHING is going on (this has included bugs in the pockets, finding a way to light something on fire, and overall being a menace)
- if they’re lucky, these two will balance one another out when regressed rather than amp each other up. The crew is usually not lucky.
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ghostinthez0nes · 1 year
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❌ Party Poison Headcanons ❌
Lots of glitter eyeshadow, everything has to be sparkly
Cannot and will not stfu about origami
Pronouns? Never heard of em���, but if you call them she they’ll be ecstatic and start crying
Doodles on EVERYTHING as a way to mark their territory
Def ADHD, probably autistic
Can smooth talk her way out of everything and anything, and when she can’t she’ll start biting people
Hates when they get sand in their gloves
Pansexual train wreck covered in glitter
Graffiti Artist, one of the best in the zones too
Keeps confetti and glitter in their pockets for extra pizzazz
Eyebrow, septum, labret and belly button piercings
Helps bleach Kobra’s hair a’lot
Can’t sit properly and refuses to do so
Almost always has spray paint stains on her fingers
Freckles that look like constellations
Really likes mandalas
Gender is a pageant show and they’re going home with the crown
An expert at making dream catchers
A master at Twister, she’s flexible
Loves anything neon and iridescent
Likes women in a lesbian way
A nervous wreck but really good at hiding it
A slut for 80’s Dance Pop music; play anything by Modern Talking or Abba and they WILL dance
Loves sweets, especially lollipops
Owns a plethora of nail polish, his nail’s are always in pretty colours
Obsessed with fuzzy socks
An okay driver, just a very dangerous one
Responsible for a’lot of Ghoul’s tattoos
Can and will spit on cat-callers
Actually has good aim, they just get distracted too easily
100% aware that she’s pretty and wears it like armor
Terrified of birds
Randomly bursts into song when bored and is actually a really good singer
They go full big sis mode and treat everyone like a baby when they get sick
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