Radio Shack

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I smile a bit as I see Dr. Death Defying's small radio shack appear out of the dust and sand. As I approach, I see the Dr.'s motorcycle sitting out front, where it has been for years. He can't ride if he doesn't have legs. Although I'm the reason his legs are gone, he was still happy as ever to have started this ongoing war with BL/ind. He wasn't mad at me at all, he just had me do a big favor for him. I agreed to become the leader of all Killjoys around the Zones AND the ones in hiding in Battery City.

It was an alright deal. I mean, here I am, the leader. I have my own group to rely on, and an entire army at my fingertips. Mind you, I don't take it lightly. There have been times that I have just broken down in tears, usually because I don't want to lead everyone to their deaths. That sounds horrible, but it's true. I stop the engine and get out. I know Dr. Death heard me.

Dr. comes wheeling out and smiles at me. His beard is longer this time, and he has new sun glasses.

Party Poison: What's up Doc?

Dr. Death: Very funny Poison, come in

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