~~My Chemical Romance: Killjoy Roleplay~~

[Chemical Kisses]

"Soon, love you." He said quickly as he hung up. He walked over to Jet and Ghoul, hoping he could get in on the plan. "So guys, whats the deal?" He said getting his raygun out, ready to shoot at any time.

[ewbluey]

Kerosene sat bat, everytime he said good-bye, it was like it was forever. She hoped she'd never have to face that day. I love you, Party Poison. She thought.

[Chemical Kisses]

(( Sorry Pryo, but I need to be Jet to get this going.))

Jet saw Party approach and waved at him. He looked at Ghoul to see if he was listening and continued. "Okay, the Dracs are at the top of the hill over there." He motioned with his head to it, while his hair was being tossled by the desert winds. "They know that some killjoys are around here, but they dont know we're here." He informed them. "They come down here once a day around noon. They get a good reception here, and they give information back to BL/ind. Its almost noon, and we need to get going. Party, I want you over by that rock. Ghoul, I want you behind that brush." He motioned to where he was going to be. The killjoys scurried to their positions and waited.

[ewbluey]

Kerosene looked around, urging to kill something. She wondered if Party Poison was having fun on the raid, because she knew she would if she were there. She pulled out her raygun, and shot one shot in the air.


((Is Dean on?))

[Chemical Kisses]

((Unfortunately no.))

Party watched as he saw the Dracs come out of their hidding place and into the open. He waited for Jet's signal, but a noise distracted him. He saw the shot in the sky, and so did the Dracs. All of a sudden, lasers were flying and Party saw Jet fly across him and at the Dracs firing. He missed, and the Dracs lunged at him. Party ran out and shot at one. He doged the bright green beam as it almost hit his leg. He Dracs were yelling at them, and Party realized there were four of them. He noticed one of them talking to their sleeve. Party paniced, knowing he was telling Better Living Industries that the Fabs were in Zone 6. He shot at him, and nailed him right in the head. He went over and crushed his mini transmitter, and hoped he message was not recieved.

[ewbluey]

((Want me to come in))

[pyrotech]

((Gah, I'm alive! o.o))

Jet ducked behind a rock, a bullet barely missing him. He shot one in the chest, watching him fall with a satisfied grin on his face. He ducked back down to avoid the incoming flood of bullets. "Come get me!" he yelled to the Dracs.

[Chemical Kisses]

Party admired Jet's courage and launched himself at another one of the Dracs. There were two left now, and he knew it would almost be over. "Die!" He screamed as he punched him in the face. The Dracs kicked him in the knee, causing Party to fall to the ground. "JET!" He said needing help. He watched as the Drac got an evil smile on his face. Party gulped and had his raygun ready to fire.

[ewbluey]

((Is Kerosine needed?))

[pyrotech]

Jet sprinted over to his friend, shooting the Drac in the back. He offered his hand to Party. "Out of practice?" he smirked. The other Drac began to back away, then turn and ran. "A retreating Drac?" Jet said, confused. He'd never seen one of BL/ind's foot soldiers dothat.