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F!Courier + Companions -- The Mojave's A Free Bitch, Baby [1b/?]

[(Anonymous)]

"Boys and girls and inbetweens and out-of-sights of the beautiful Mojave," there was the DJ again, and Sadie realized she was the woman singing over the robot-fuck cacophony, "this is Mother Monster, hoping the night finds you true. Hoping the night finds you hungry and in love."

"I'll find you hungry and in love," Sadie muttered under her breath, rubbing her hands together by the fire and thinking of ways to warm up for the road.

"Little monsters, we must not ever grow complacent, never lose our hunger. For our paradise is threatened by creatures of hate and indignity."

Sadie dug around in her rucksack, found an old pair of trousers. She had tucked away a bit of needle-and-thread she found in an abandoned old house earlier -- maybe she could rip up the trousers and make herself an ugly jacket.

"The bull is stomping at our ground, threatening to stomp out our freedom."

Sadie pulled her blade from her boot and started cutting up the black canvas trousers. Whoever this crazy Mother Monster was, Sadie figured, she couldn't be all bad if she hated the Legion.

"From the other direction comes the bear, threatening to eat up our land, bring in the pestilence of inequality and hate."

Sadie nodded to herself, impressed. Wondered who this lady was. Where she was.

"But we will stand strong, won't we, little monsters? We will keep fighting for the independence and freedom that we deserve. We were born free, and we will let them know that free is how we intend to stay. We will let them know that we were born this way."

Another song fired up, the one that Sadie would be singing to herself when she strutted back onto the Strip the next day. For the night, though, she sat by her fire, sewing herself a jacket and listening to this weird, wonderful woman play her robot-fuck music and give self-important soliloquies on independence and self-indentification and hats, at one point. The barest sliver of sunrise was visible on the horizon when Mother Monster, as Sadie was assuming she was called, bade a fond farewell to her little monsters of the Mojave and wished them a dangerous day.

Sadie marked the spot on her map. No way in hell was she letting this slip out of her life.

Re: F!Courier + Companions -- The Mojave's A Free Bitch, Baby [1b/?]

[(Anonymous)]

I really like this. It was an unexpected angle, actually, and an interesting one at that. Hope to see you continue, A!A.

Re: F!Courier + Companions -- The Mojave's A Free Bitch, Baby [1b/?] OP IS IN LOOOOOVE

[(Anonymous)]

This is amazing, anon! If you don't mind I'm going to print this out and rub it all over my face.

Re: F!Courier + Companions -- The Mojave's A Free Bitch, Baby [1b/?]

[(Anonymous)]

THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER.

This needs to be canon liek right now. Oh man, I love you and this radio station and hnnnnnnng. <3 <3 <3