ZZap.2D is sitting on the edge of his bed, swinging his legs back and forth over the edge, listening to the sound his boots make on the carpet. He looks up at his door and sighs heavily, wondering what everyone else is doing today. Laying back, and placing an arm behind his head, he continues to swing his legs, while staring at the high vaulted ceiling and scratching his exposed belly, with his free hand.ZZap.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lets see. Muds is pr'olly in his Winnie, downloadin' porn and finkin' about new ways ta torture me... or sumfink. Noodle is.... atchully... I dunno wot Noddle is doin'. But where ever she is, she's pr'olly havin' more fun than me. Russel.... Now Russ is pr'olly in the fridge. 2D laughs quietly to himself and sits up, planting his feet firmly beside the bed, he stands up and walks to his closed bedroom door. Wondering if his predictions about where the others are were right, he decides to go and take a look. Reaching out for the door handle, he suddenly gets a small s
I am Murdoc Niccals.2D is in the bathroom. Having just finished having a shower. The Keyboardist is standing in front of the sink, brushing his teeth and looking at his reflection in the mirror. Quite bored, he tilts his head to one side and thinks a moment. Then smiling takes the brush from his mouth.I am Murdoc Niccals.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Allo me. he beams, toothpaste dripping from his mouth. He rinses and grabbing his towel, wipes his face. Then looks once again at his reflection, grinning and checking his teeth. He picks up his hair brush and starts roughly brushing his hair. Then suddenly being struck by an odd thought. Stops and quickly looks around the room. He sneaks to the door and locks it, then walks quickly back to the mirror. Running the water and wetting down his hair. He styles it like Murdocs and grabbing his towel, drapes it around his shoulders and ties it around his neck like a cape. Looking back in the mirror, he grins at his reflection, in the same way he has seen Murdoc do it, many times before. Then clearing
2D or not 2D2D is sitting on the floor of his bedroom, recovering from yet another of Murdocs nightly visits. His face twisted in an angry scowl he clenches his fists tightly in his lap. The Keyboardist, has had enough. He stares at his bedroom door. His black hole eyes almost seeming to burrow through it to the car park and in the general direction of Murdocs Winnie. 'How to pay him back?' The young man wonders and leaning his back against the side of his bed. He quietly starts to think.2D or not 2D7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The next morning at breakfast. 2D sits eating a large bowl of Corn Flakes, watching Murdoc snarling at someone on his mobile. He grins and goes back to eating.
What the fuck are you lookin' at? Murdoc hisses at the Keyboardist, slamming his phone shut. 2D stops chewing and looks down into his bowl. He shuffles his feet and slumps his shoulders, trying to look small. Murdoc leans forwards and over the table towards the young man. Grinding his shark-like teeth and looking hard at the youth. 2D becomes i
It's not all, that bad.Noodle is fast asleep in her bed, and Russel, 2D and Murdoc, are in the kitchen, with the lights down low, talking in hushed voices. Russel pushes his chair back from the table, and stands, looking over at the other two, with a calm smile.It's not all, that bad.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So, it's decided den, right? He remarks, looking from one to the other, and back again. 2D grins and nods, standing himself, and joining the large man, on his side of the table. Both of them turn and look at a silent Murdoc, waiting for his response. The Bassist sits slumped in his chair, legs out straight in front of him, ankles crossed, and arms folded tightly over his chest. His eyes slit, they glimmer brightly in the dim light of the kitchen, as he slowly turns his head to look over at the two men, standing silently before him.
Now waaaaaait a minute. He drawls, gritting his shark-like teeth and breathing out sharply, making a low hissing sound. What the fuck, makes you two think...? He snarls, but is cut off q
Jingle Kong.t'is late, but i came up with a new twist on an old favourite. hopes ya like it.Jingle Kong.6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(sung to the tune of Jingle Bells, obviously.)
Dashing through the hall
Past the demon at the desk
Fighting zombies old
There's no time now to rest
Down the lift we go
There's a pig up on the wall
Fuck how bad it smells down here
But together we all know
Jingle bells, jingle bells
2D is in pain
Murdoc walked into the room
And punched him yet again. POW!
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Noodle didn't care
Russel barely noticed
And the monkey wasn't there
Standing by the hole
We wait to see what's new
Grumbles from below
There's nothing else to do
Kong is falling down
Ten years have passed, now what?
We wait to see if Muds will say
"I've got something you've not." Yay!
The room begins to shake
The hole begins to glow
A head appears, oh yeah
We're ready for the show
Murdoc rises high
Just inches from the goal
But once again the Bassist says
"I want your bloody soul!" Fuck!
CHORUS Xs 2.
Lovely day for a boat ride.Murdoc, Russel and 2D, are in the Geep, driving along by a boat yard, down by the sea side. Looking out over the water, the three band members can see lots of people, out on their boats, on what could be described, as a glorious day. Murdoc spots a large speedboat, out on the water, and his eyes sparkles with delight, he licks his lips, and turns to look at the other two.Lovely day for a boat ride.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What would you two say, to a boat ride? He asks, turning his attention back to the road, and rapidly reading the signs, hoping to see one that mentions speedboat rentals. 2D grins from ear to ear, showing the gap in his front teeth.
I'd like ta go on a boat ride. 2D replies, and slides forwards in his seat, looking around at all the different kinds of boats, in the yards, as the car drives by each one. Russel isn't as impressed and wonders what the Bassist is really up to.
Wha's da catch? He grumbles, in a low, deep voice. Murdoc purses his lips in annoyance, but instantly brightens
SuperMuds.2D is watching television one day, when he happens to see a program about hang gliding. After the show ends, he makes his way to the kitchen, to see if there's anyone to talk to. Opening the door, he immediately sees Russel is there, tucking into a plate of chicken wings. 2D walks around the table, and sits across from the large man, planting his elbows firmly on the table, and dropping his chin onto the heels of his palms. Russel looks up at him a moment, but not really interested in conversation, looks back down at his plate, and continues eating. 2D sighs loudly, hoping to get a reaction. Russel tilts his eyes upwards, but doesn't raise his head, realising the Keyboardist is far too dim to get the idea, he rolls his eyes and gives in.SuperMuds.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What. The large man grumbles, taking a large bite from a chicken wing. 2D smiles and shuffles a little in his seat.
I woz just watchin' telly. 2D replies, and waits for Russel to carry on with the conversation, by asking him wha
Timing is everything.Murdoc is sitting quietly in the studio, feet resting on the edge of the mixing board in front of him, leaning heavily back on his chair, with his eyes closed. Russel has just finished playing him a few tracks he'd been playing around with, and wants the Bassists opinion on how they sound. Although the drummer had merely done it out of sheer boredom, as far as Russel is concerned, maybe they could inspire the bassist to actually do something. Better than just sitting around Kong, waiting for the world to suddenly come to an end, at any rate. He looks over at the silent old man, patiently waiting for a response. But after a while, his patience begins to slip, and the large man shuffles restlessly in his seat.Timing is everything.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well? The large American asks, leaning forwards slightly and furrowing his brow. Murdoc snorts and snaps his eyes open, looking blearily around the room.
Wha? The old man yawns, taking his feet down from the mixing board, and stretching his arms high over hi
The interview.Murdoc, Russel and 2D, are sitting together on a lounge, being interviewed for an upcoming magazine article. The interviewer smiles at them, and turns his attention to a notepad, containing questions that had been sent in by numerous fans.The interview.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well, I suppose we should start this, with a simple one really. How are you? The interviewer asks with a grin. Murdoc shoots him an incredulous look, and relaxes his posture, sliding forwards off the chair making strange choking noises.
You have just got to be kiddin' me. The Bassist complains from a kneeling position on the floor, then proceeds to bang his forehead, on the small coffee table beside him. The interviewer raises an eyebrow, watching him and glancing back at the list of questions occasionally, hoping the next will put the old man, in a better mood.
Stuart Pot? 2D remarks loudly, with just a hint of annoyance. He tips his head to his shoulder and closes one eye, thinking. But everyone calls me 2D
Share and Share alike.2D wakes early one morning, to the sound of crashing and banging, filtering it's way, through his bedroom door, from the car park outside. The young man yawns and stretches, rubbing his eye holes, and ruffling his bright blue hair vigorously, as he slides his legs from under his blankets, and places his feet on the floor. Opening the bedside table drawer, he takes out a bottle of painkillers, and shakes a few into his palm. Lifting his head sharply, as something rather heavy sounding, bangs loudly against his door, and the muffled sound of swearing reaches his ears.Share and Share alike.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wot is he doin' now? 2D mumbles to himself, tossing the pills down his throat and swallowing them down, with a glass of water. He reaches down to a pair of jeans lying on the floor beside the bed, and slides them on. Then stands and walks to the door, taking his dressing gown from the hook on the back of the door, and putting it on, as he unlocks and opens it. His eyes focus immediately on an object, sailing thr
Child of Darkness. Me and 2D.Murdoc sits quietly at the table on his side of the courtroom. A representative of the blue haired young man he had run over. Sits on the other side of the room, looking angrily at him. His nose crinkled in disgust. Murdoc raises an unseen eyebrow and rolls his eyes. 'What was that idiot thinking in looking at him like that?' He looks down at his atire and shrugs. Then up at his lawyer who is looking at him almost as equally disgusted. His lawyer leans over and whispers in the young mans ear.Child of Darkness. Me and 2D.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Where's the suit I bought for you to wear? The man asks. Murdoc interlaces his fingers behind his head and leans back heavily on his chair. He looks up at the high ceiling for a moment and studies the decorative ceiling rose high above him. 'Is that what those looks were about?' He looks down at the T-shirt he is wearing. It's white, with a comical alien holding a splif. The caption reads. 'Take me to your dealer.' One sleeve is torn across the shoulder and is being held together by a
All the Kings horses.After a really rough night. Murdoc wakes to find he'd fallen out of bed and had been sleeping on the floor, with his face in the ashtray. He awkwardly sits up and peels a few random smoke butts off of his face, while spitting ash from his mouth. Slowly pulling himself up with the edge of the bed, he sits back and shakes his head while ruffling his hair. Still able to taste the ash in his mouth the old man stands up and drags his aching body to the bathroom.All the Kings horses.6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ack! My back is killing me. He moans, as he massages and arches it in an attempt to make the vertebra pop into place again. He gazes up at his reflection and reaches for the mouth wash. Slugging back a mouthful, he rinses thoroughly while grimacing in the mirror at himself about how bad it tastes. Blergh! That's pretty rancid stuff? He complains after spitting out in the sink. He wipes his mouth with the back of his arm as he reads the back of the bottle. Taking note that the used by date is out by six years,
Child of Darkness. 11Child of Darkness. 117 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Exam time is slowly creeping closer and closer. Not that Murdoc really cares. He approaches it with the same amount of zeal that he has always shown his schooling. In other words? Yawn. He spends most of the morning, memorizing a few base facts and key points and the rest of the day down at the local church, spray painting a rather artistic looking penis on the wall, before creeping into the church and urinating in the font. Having felt he has accomplished much for the day, he does up his fly and happily heads off to see if he can find one or two of his friends to annoy. They have noticed a distinct change in him and some of them have found this new Murdoc far too intimidating for their liking. Tending to make themselves as scarce as possible as soon as he appears on their radar. Murdoc has barely even noticed, he's far too wrapped up in himself to do or think anything that doesn't directly involve him. His friends were more of a distraction for him anyway. A way to stop the day from b
Child of Darkness. Me and 2D3.Murdoc wakes bright and early one morning. He yawns and stretches, reaching his hands up to the ceiling, and cracking his spine loudly. Dropping his hands limply onto the top of his head, he smacks his lips and roughly ruffles his hair, trying to wake himself up. It's been almost six months since taking charge of the comatose Stuart Pot, and Murdoc has found the joke has worn quite thin. All he really wants to do is get his life back and leave the whole sorry situation behind him. Thirty thousand hours of community service seemed a bit harsh to him as well. Of course if you'd asked others, they would of told you it was barely enough to cover the damage the young man had done. He drags his hands down his face and shakes the last traces of sleepiness, from his head. Now wide awake, he finally gets out of bed and heads for the bathroom.Child of Darkness. Me and 2D3.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
2D was resting comfortably, for a comatose patient, in his bed at the hospital. When Murdoc walks in and sighs heavily. The old man in the other bed looks
All good things...It took a few weeks for things to settle down again in Kong. Russel had finally stopped grumbling at 2D about his stuff every time he either passed, or saw the young man. For 2D to stop flinching like he'd been punched in the arm every time Russel entered the room. Murdoc had even stopped smiling about how it had all worked out for him in the end. Noodle, well she was far too busy being Noodle to of even noticed there was a problem with any of her fellow band members in the first place. Murdoc makes his way to the guitar room, to try out a new piece of music he'd been writing recently. He takes his old battered note book and places it down on the stand in front of him, then picks up one of his numerous Bass guitars from the corner of the room and sits down. Turning the pages in his book to the piece of music, he stops for a moment at the plan he'd made to get Russel and 2D back for disrespecting him. He scans over it and chuckles quietly to himself, before turning the pages again to thAll good things...6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Revenge is sweet.After having finally been released from his predicament five days ago. Murdoc has since then been working quietly in his Winnie. Fuming and plotting his revenge. He sits back from the notebook he's been scribbling furiously in and takes a drag from his cigarette. Looking down at the page, he makes a final stroke and smiling evilly to himself, picks up the book with one clawed hand and holds it out from him.Revenge is sweet.6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ahh, finished. This will teach those bastards a lesson. he growls with a chuckle in his voice. He signs the work and butts out his cigarette. Putting the ashtray back on the floor, he switches off the light and crawls into bed, pulling the blankets up and rolling over to get some sleep.
PHASE ONE: Annoy Russel.
The next morning, Russel has finished his breakfast and has decided to relax with some taxidermy. He plods quietly down the hallway with his hands deep in the pockets of his jacket. Thinking about finishing one of his earlier projects and deciding what sort
It's Halloween, Murdoc.Murdoc is sitting on the balcony, drinking Rum from the bottle, and chain smoking. When a very excited Noodle steps from the kitchen, and approaches him. She tilts her head to her shoulder and smiles down at him. Which begins to make the old man nervous. At first he tries to ignore the small girl, but her silence and staring get the better of him, and he shoots her an evil look.It's Halloween, Murdoc.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Whaaaaat? What's with all the starin'" the Bassist snarls, and taking a drag from his cigarette, wriggles uncomfortably in his chair. Noodle takes a deep breath and smiles sweetly.
"Ahh, it is October." she replies with a nod. Murdoc takes a swig from the bottle and waits, but Noodle gives him nothing more. Frustrated, he rolls his eyes.
"Annnnd?" he growls, leaning forwards and opening his arms as an invitation for more information. The young girl continues to smile, but says nothing for the moment. The Bassist grinds his teeth and swings his legs around on the chair, standing up. Noodle looks up at the old m