stuck in the dunes and tunes and mega moons

Cherri commission for @pinkcherripoetry!!  Had a ton of fun with this one

“don’t worry,” she tells him, and inexplicably, the lights turn on. this building has not had power since the helium wars. 

You mean the one who is supposed to be the sensible one in a group of maniacs?

You mean

The same killjoy who

Has agreed to fostering a raccoon in his hair if they ever find one

Found a snake just to put in Kobra's bed knowing how much Kobra would hate him after

Actively encouraged Party to drive down to Zone 6 solely to drag Kobra by the jacket collar

Has been banned from Tommy's shop as often as Show Pony?

Has found a way to stick random objects to the ceiling. Namely, everyone else's bracelets, necklaces, and on one occasion a lock of cherry red hair.

Sponsored Ghoul in neutral settlement markets knowing Ghoul was going to only threaten people

Bought several pounds worth of cacti.

Is not allowed to touch Kobra's electronics ever after an incident with cacti juice, grape juice, and spit?

That guy? Are you sure we're talking about the same guy -

Send me symbols and I’ll give you:

🌿: An unpopular headcanon that I have

🌙: A headcanon about one of my rarepairs

💐: A headcanon about a character that most people ignore

☄️: A headcanon of mine that totally contradicts canon

💖: A headcanon that I wish more people would use

❣️: A headcanon that I actually prefer over canon

💋: A “guilty pleasure” headcanon that I have

☘️: A headcanon that I’m surprised more people don’t share

👁: A headcanon that changed the way I see a character

👻: A headcanon I made to fill a plot hole in canon

🌈: A headcanon that I rarely get the chance to talk about

🌩: A headcanon that contradicts popular fandom tropes

It’s a manufacturing capital again, BLI’s tech city, not just for cars anymore. The scientists there pioneered the droids over years of research. Rebooting the factories won BLI a lot of points in the early days. 

Of course it was a problem that the city was so sprawling- all those cars were built to get them somewhere, right? So they razed a lot of the surrounding area, some of it partially done for them during the wars. But the zones extend through the buildings that got away from the bulldozers and the bombs, going into the areas that were the suburbs once upon a time. The killjoys who occupy these places are the runners and raiders, mostly ones who got out but know it well enough to get back in and out without capture by the high-tech security. These joys work little sabotages, and get the supplies needed out to the ones who live farther away- they built all those cars, so they built miles and miles of highways too. 

Up and down the broken asphalt, reclaimed by nature through nuclear and natural winters, there are settlements that hide in plain sight. The trees have started growing back in, scrubbier than before, browner, but trees. The bright neons of the killjoys in the desert would stick out like a sore thumb here. The forest dwelling joys use things that glow instead, glitter in the day to create flashes in between trees as they run like deer, flares at night to guide travelers to safe spots. Most of them are not actively fighting BLI in any way other than living, truly living. They just wanted to get out and rebel in the simple way of feeling, and so they did. And they guide others on their way as well, up to the neutral northern towns. 

Midnight Radio. Written by Ehud Lavski. Art by Yael Nathan. If you like it, please share.