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Brian had just woken up, morning light streaming in from his bedroom window, shining softly on the bare back of his boyfriend, Zacky Baker. The man smiled to himself, hoisting himself up on one elbow, looking down as he watched his love sleep, laying flat on his stomach, a tranquil smile on his face as he dreamt. The guitarists' graceful calloused fingertips ghosted down Zacky's pale, elegantly tattooed skin softly as he gazed down at the sleeping man. How he had been blessed with such a wonderful person he would never know. With a content sigh, Brian wrapped his arms around Zacky's middle, pulling him in close to his own bare chest as he set

"You dumbass, look at what you did!" Aden hissed, standing up to peer down at the broken glass. Zacky cried quietly to himself, his heart breaking. He looked at the shattered plate, it was like his heart now. "Well?" Aden asked in a snide voice, looking to the sniveling boy in front of him. He reached over and grabbed a small white trashcan, putting it in front of Zacky. "W-well what?" the young teen asked, daring to peek up at Aden through his coal black lashes. "Pick it up! Duh." he said, rolling his eyes. Zacky resisted the urge to flinch as Aden rose his voice. The boy hated getting yelled at, it scared him.He sank down to his knees, a

It was a freezing cold winter evening in New York City. The biting cold wind whipped Zacky Baker's hair around his windburned and reddened face. "S-spare change?" he asked a gloved hand outstretched and his teeth chattering from the cold. He repeated that phrase God only knew how many times, Saying it to each passer-by who happened to make eye-contact with the sixteen year old boy. Most said nothing, ignoring his trembling voice but a few were kind enough to donate a penny here, or, if he was really lucky, a dollar or two. Some people on the other hand would curse at him, telling him he was worthless, to with he would hang his head and mumb

Sunlight was pouring in from a window, casting long shadows on a carpeted floor. Zacky Baker sat on a chair, thinking about all that had happened to him in the last year and a half. At only eighteen years old, the young man had been through things that most people would have nightmares about. Luckily, he had been saved from his personal hell by an angel in human form, his love, Brian Haner. Had it not been for Brian, Zack would probably be dead. The young man sighed and ran a tattooed hand through his hair as he rose from his place on the chair and glanced around the small space that he could call his home. His home, no one elses, only his a

-Basics- Real Name: Unknown Killjoy Name(s)/Nickname(s): Deja Vroom Age: 7 Gender: Female Sexual Preference: N/A Height:3'9 Hair color: Black Eye color: Bright blue In-depth description of character: Deja is very tiny for her age with ghost white skin, inky black hair and electric blue eyes. She stands at a mere 3'9 but she is very petite with skinny arms and legs. -Background- Childhood story:  Deja lived a some-what comfortable life in Zone one close to Battery City up until she was 4 years old. Her parents who lived out in the zones because of their lack of income decided to uproot their small family and become outlaw Killjoys.