It was another foggy morning in Junkie City on the planet Mess. Its the only city away from the Purists that 'plague' the planet and try to purify any lost or estranged junkies they encounter. Only one person makes sure the wall around the city is unbreakable, that person is a robot named Kush Man, the leader of the junkies that inhabit Junkie City. Kush lays asleep in his bedroom, exhausted from the parades the day prior. LSD Man, a humanoid, kicks the door open angrily and violently shakes Kush. "WAKE UP YOU LEADING ASS WIPE!!!!" he shouts angrily. Kush awakens to this and tries to get LSD to stop, "Hey, whoa whoa whoa, stop shaking your leader, what's going on?!" "Its. 12 in the afternoon and YOU'RE ASLEEP?!" LSD was shouting at the top of his lungs which have grown a little tampered over his lifetime. Kush sighed, "Sorry, parades wear me out...I'll be down in a few flips of one of your sheets, okay..?" LSD could only snuff and nod as he put Kush down and left the room. Being a leader of a whole city wasn't easy for him, he always wanted his citizens to have a smile on their face when they saw his weedy face, but he could never satisfy LSD Man or Aspirin, the kid sister to LSD. "Humanoids," Kush thought, "why is it always humanoids that I can't get through to?"

After getting ready, Kush walked down to the main entry room of the biggest house in Junkie City (not a mansion, but a home with 3 guest rooms and a master bedroom included). "About time," LSD growls, "What took ya so long up there? Not that shit you take, is it?" Kush, having heard this for the fiftieth time, sighs and replies "LS, your meds are more harmful than mine are..I need to know what you're going for here.." LSD just gets angrier and growls viciously as a response. Kush shakes his head in disappointment, "Don't get shot today, we're out of antidotes. What do they even put on those bullets?" he says as he goes to do his leader-ly duties. LSD Man just rolls his eyes and mocks Kush's words as he goes to sell his 'miracle papers' to other fellow junkies.

The city always looked a little bleak, but not even any of the residents seemed perky or energetic, even with their medications. "Huh, guess everyone else needs a day-off too," Kush says to himself, "LS has gotta stop waking me up for no reason.." in the middle of the street, Ecstasy, one of the more rashy and thin residents, was trying to rub his ribs on the pavement to get at a rash that was bugging him greatly. "Ah!!" Kush ran to Ecstasy and stopped him, "What's wrong, why are you doing this?!" "Itchyyyyyy!!!!" screamed Ecstasy as he struggled to get away from Kush. Kush began to try and soothe Ecstasy by humming a small lullaby and it actually began to work as Ecstasy slowed down into a nice slumber in his arms. Happy to help him calm down, Kush put the little one back in the cot he ran from and went on his way to hopefully help the other residents.