Bandom, My Chemical Romance (Killjoys) - Party Poison
Drawing comics was what he always did before. Perched in his small room, on the bed, a sketchbook on his knees, that’s how he spent his little free time back in Battery City. Art was his escape from the dreary life he lived.
Now, in the desert, there is no free time. Art is a weapon now.
In broad strokes he paints his words on the huge billboard, knowing the Killjoys are keeping an eye out for arriving Dracs. His art has to be bold, colourful and bright, already attracting the zone-runners’ attention from a distance: