#fallout fire

I honestly can NOT express how absolutely over the moon I am about this!! it’s just like??? PERFECT!!!

Fallout Fire is a 19 yr old from the city, who started transitioning from female to male when he was 11. My hc for Bat city is that they’re tolerant towards trans people only if it is kept a quiet affair and to keep being the perfect citizen. Surgeries are offered, but chances are you won’t come back out, so Fallout hasn’t had top surgery.

Fallout is brought to the desert after stumbling upon some killjoys raiding a store on the outskirts of the city. Dracs are Dumb and the killjoys knew even if they saw the city boy mixed up in their group, they’d shoot him on the spot if the crew didn’t do something.

So the crew (still figuring out a name) kidnapped fallout basically, and left him with their friend Texas Red in zone 2. Texas Red helped Fallout through the withdrawal from the pills he took so often and explained all that he knew about the desert to fallout. During this time, after he was sober and coherent that is, fallout went by Clover, since he didn’t want to use his city name and hadn’t found his desert name yet.

Time passes, and he gets a hawk named Charlie (literally haven’t figured that out at All yet but my idea is that the Phoenix witch was like Yo there’s an abandoned baby bird over here and ur also kinda abandoned HahA symbolism)

by this time he’s been wandering farther into the zones, having left Texas Red and wanting to go off on his lonesome (with Charlie of course) when he stumbles upon a building In.. uhh zone 4/5 haven’t decided yet. He explores it, and decides to make it his home so he DoES YEET

It turns into Trans Traffic, a store for ‘joys to get binders, gaffs, hormones etc. after about a year of it being there, he finally finishes cleaning and furnishing the hidden basement/bomb shelter thing to have an operating room for surgeries. Haven’t figured out HOW the surgeries are done bc he’s Not a surgeon but I’ll figure it out eventually!!

He accepts pretty much anything as payment, be it carbons, food, water, clothes, donations etc. he makes the binders + gaffs himself, with an old sewing machine he had Texas red fix up for him. He gets the hormones from someone within the city who goes by Mother Goose.

Brief info dump

they/them or he/him (trans masc)

was brought into the desert forcefully by a group of killjoys raiding the city. he got caught in the middle of it, but because the dracs had seen him with the killjoys, if the joys let him go, he’d be shot on sight. so they took him with them, and once they got to zone 3 they left him with another older killjoy-Texas Red- and he keep fallout in the derailed train Texas lives in while he goes through the drug withdrawal. 

About a week into the withdrawal -Fallout goes by Clover during these days, since he doesn’t have his kj name yet- he manages to escape the wagon Texas kept him locked in. He gets through the window and stumbles around in the desert, in the middle of the day, confused, scared and probably hallucinating. He ends up collapsing against a cliff side to get out of the sun, and just before he passes out, there’s a figure in front of him. It has a white mask on, with black lines and a black feather cape that drapes over their entire body. “Who are you?” Clover rasps, dehydrated and sick with heat stroke.

“I am the Phoenix Witch, child.” She says, crouching down to eyelevel. “And it is not your time yet.”

Clover’s eyesight has started to go blurry by now, head spinning. Between one blink and the next, he’s somehow just a few yards away from the train. The Phoenix Witch stands beside him.

“You feel all alone right now.” She says, reaching for his hands. “I do not give gifts often, but this soul is not ready yet either. Protect and care for her, and she will do the same.” Something soft and warm is placed into his palms, and as she pulls her gnarled, wrapped hands away from his, she looks intently at him. “Trust Texas Red. He will look out for you, until you are ready to be on your own.” Clover turns his attention to what she placed in his palms. A small ball of fluff squirmed, and let out a squeak. A beaked face peered up at him, and he felt his knees weaken, body finally giving out in the heat. Just before he falls, Texas catches him and manages to drag him back to the train.

Texas is mad for a bit and tries to convince Clover to leave the hawk chick outside where something will eat it. He refuses, and keeps it clutched to his chest. Texas finally relents after clover tells him about who gave him the hawk. It wasn’t unheard of for The Phoenix Witch to greet new killjoys, but gifts were very rare.

I’m sorry I have been off for a long while fellow Killjoys. I’ve been busy with life. I know, there’s such thing as life out here? I am back and ready to answer any questions you may throw at me! I’m glad that there are already a few asks in my ask box. I shall be busy answering these. Thanks guys! Remember; 

I had realised that it has been a while since I last drew Fallout and Rain. So I decided enough was enough and here is the result. hope you guys like it.