Electric Revenge

[Electric Revenge]

*The television clicks to life. A washed-out, grainy image slowly focuses on the screen.*

Hello? Is this thing on?

* indistinguishable noise*

Whatever. Techno wants me to record some sort of message, just in case I get lost or something. Not like that's ever happened! Don't look at me like that!

Anyway, my name is Electric Revenge. I guess you can call me a Killjoy, but it's the only life I know. I don't remember much before the Fires and the rise of Better Living. Though my parents did have a pretty big hand into the rise of the Killjoy rebellion, not that they really wanted anything to do since they were BL/Ind.'s #1 Most Wanted.

*tries to fight back tears*

Korse caught up to us eventually. My brother and I were able to escape, but Korse shot both of my parents dead in some abandoned town. But things have gotten better. I'm running with a great group of Killjoys, including my brother. And eventually we'll stop Better Living, but right now, I just need to learn how to survive.

So if anyone is seeing this, please contact me. I'd like to establish some connections with other Killjoys. We're stronger if we fight together.

Electric Revenge out.

*screen cuts to black*

[Just to let anyone know, I'm pretty new at role-playing, so I'm learning as I go. Please be patient with me. Thanks!]

[Funhouse Gear]

*rb* This is Funhouse Gear, calling Electric Re- *the transmission dissolves into static, resuming a few seconds later* - not sure what frequency to use, so apologies for the bad audio. I got your broadcast, and wanted to say hello. Where are you right now? Do you need any sort of help?

[Electric Revenge]

*static fades out* Hel-Hello? Techno, boost my signal! *static clears, voice rings through radio* Funhouse? This is Electric Revenge responding back to you. I'm glad someone got my message, was wondering if anyone had heard it. I'm not in any trouble at the moment, but I'm currently on the edge of Zone 6 heading westbound into the Zones. Thought I should head back in after spending some time out in the outer zones with my crew.

If you get this, get back to me. Don't know if Dracs are out this far, considering I have come across a few on my journey already.

Electric Revenge out.

[Funhouse Gear]

*rb* Call me Gear; and if you're heading in and need a place to stay, you're welcome to join up with the group I'm running with. At the moment we're in an old theater in Zone 4, but in an hour or two we're going to be safehouse hopping into 5. I can send you the coordinates once we get there if you'd like.

[Electric Revenge]

*rb* Thanks Gear. I appreciate it. Send me coordinates and I'll be there as soon as I can.

[Funhouse Gear]

*rb* Will do. Expect a transmission in two or three hours. Gear out.

(We'll hopefully get to the new safehouse sometime tomorrow or the day after at the very latest, but in the meantime, if you feel like reading up a bit we're writing on the thread 'A Cat Stuck In A Tree' at the moment.

And I might as well confirm that brackets and parenthesis mean I'm writing out of character. Just to be clear )

[Funhouse Gear]

*rb* Electric, you there? This is Gear again. We've touched down at the new site, and I have the coordinates whenever you're ready.

[Electric Revenge]

Thanks Gear. I hope it's close to where I am now. Got into a bit of a scuffle the other day. Nothing big but a few laser burns out of that, but combined with sunburn, I'm getting worn down. My supplies are running low as well.

(I did read that thread, thanks. Do I just join you guys on the new thread now, or what?)

[Funhouse Gear]

*rb* You're in luck for the burns - we've got a medic with us. He'll get you patched up in no time! Just made a food run, too, so we have plenty to spare. I'm sending the coordinates now - see you soon! Oh, and one last thing - don't worry about the drac van, it's ours. Gear out.

(Yep - come on over!)