The Perfect Guitarist - Gorillaz Fan FicMy name is Stuart. Stuart Pot. My mates, Murdoc and Russel, call me 2D. Ill save that story for another time. Anyways, Im a singer in the band called the Gorillaz. I sing and play keyboard. My mate Murdoc, his full name Murdoc Niccals, he plays bass guitar. And then theres Russel. Full name: Russel Hobbs. He plays drums.The Perfect Guitarist - Gorillaz Fan Fic7 years ago in Drama More Like This
We then noticed we were missing something. A guitarist. Thats when we started searching.
Beforehand, Murdoc had found me first. Well, we kind of crashed together. Not explaining that now. He and I then moved to Kong Studios, in Essex, Britain. Muds (yes, I gave him that nickname) used his laptop and searched for a drummer. He found this American, Hip-Hop star, Russel and we got him next.
The three of us now live in Kong together. And we desperately need a guitarist.
Maybe we should go into town, face-ache, Murdoc suggests. Me and you could go find someone.
He calls me face-ache often. Its his way of showing how much
Feel Good (M2) ~ Chapter 7 Chapter 7: Satisfying CuriosityFeel Good (M2) ~ Chapter 71 year ago in Humor More Like This
"WELL FUCK YOU TOO"
"HOW CAN I WHEN THEY'RE TALKIN' SHITE?"
"Just ignore 'em Muds"
Russel and 2D sighed as Murdoc calms down. They're all sitting in the living room browsing channels in their TV. They came across one with people criticizing the band. Of course, Murdoc threw a rage about this and was very close to breaking something.
Its been a week since their visit to the Pot residence. Since then, 2D has been wondering when they'll tell Russel and Noodle. Murdoc was still hesitant. Even if 2D's parents know already, they aren't living with them. They don't have to deal with them everyday in their home. He'll have to think this through.
"Okay, before Muds loses his shit..." Russel stands up and closes the TV.
"Probably for da best" 2D glanced at Murdoc who calmed down.
"You okay now Murdoc-san?" Noodle asked.
"Fine" He curtly said, crossing his arms and leans back to the couch.
Russel was about to leave when he remember
Headache Pills Ch. 1 (2DxNoodle)Fingers strumming on guitar strings and vocals singing to the lyrics but were interrupted by a banging. Noodle put her guitar down and went to investigate "Who the bloody hell is knocking the door in this weather!" the bassist of the band yelled who also heard the disturbance.They walk down stair but stop when they had a clear view of a women resting her lips on 2Ds'.Noodles' heart instantly drop down to the center of the earth "Great, it's the rubbish looking bird." Murdoc insulted.2D broke the unwanted kiss and pushed her away gently "What are yew doing here? are yew drunk?" 2D asked "stu....I-I miss you! I'm not drunk I mean it, you were the only guy that treated me right! all the other guys I've dated took everything from me! I got no job ,no place, and I haven't ate in three days! please stu lets' get back together like old times!" "oh, yew mean like the way yew cheated on me with Murdoc." "listen stu, I've change that was 14 years ago and-" "sorry love but clearly youHeadache Pills Ch. 1 (2DxNoodle)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Love Is - ItaHina - Capitulo 11Love Is - ItaHina - Capitulo 113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dedicado a senzAmore
Love is always patient and kind; it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude or selfish; it does not take offense, and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes. Love does not come to an end.
LOVE DELIGHTS IN THE TRUTH
(El amor se deleita en la verdad)
No. Yo creo que necesitas… Tienes que cuestionarme, ¡Es tu misión, tu deber! Necesitas saber acerca de él… este hombre que arriesgó todo para proteger el mundo shinobi, la Villa de la Hoja… y
El Manana: RetoldIf you're ever miserable beyond any reason and need a place to go, just travel until the clouds thicken and the colours around you fade to grey. There, among the ghostly streets of a melancholy town where nobody smiles, looming in dust and graffiti, you will find the Feel Good Inc. Tower; a gigantic structure built not by the living but the deceased and depressed. This is the place where the dreary and the dead come, to forget about the past and the future.El Manana: Retold9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They sip on hundred year old alcohol and sing along to Zombie music, and live in the moment where they have no troubles.
A pair of humans were sat in one corner of the Feel Good Tower, sharing a glass of dry whisky, said to be from 1939. Specially selected by the eldest man, because it was the year world war two had begun, he had the most hold over it, and neglected his partner barely more than a sip every few minutes.
"Where's Noodle?" Murdoc
Crimson Kiss Chapter 5Crimson Kiss Chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I ran for it, leaving my master in Sir Integra's office and never looked back. I just ran, ignoring my surroundings and I soon found myself in St. Regents Park. Alone, only in my nightshirt but for once I didn't care as I collapsed onto the nearest abandoned park bench and began to sob.
My master's past, his true past! How could I have feelings for someone as inhumane, and evil as my master? He was a monster! I was a monster! His blood, his cruelty ran through my veins. I convulsed and trembled, feeling sick as I curled into a ball, sinking lower into a dark place that seemed to suffocate me. I hated this, I hated his past, I hated that I had been stupid enough to want to know the truth about him, I hated him for acting so indifferent and I hated myself for not finding enough hatred in my heart to banish him from my existence. I hated the fact that I really couldn't hate him.
Slowly I willed myself to breathe quietly again, concentrating on something quiet and peaceful. My shudd
Late SessionMurdoc jabbed the button on the lift that would send him straight down to 2Ds under water room. The lift quickly set off downward with a quick jerk then started to run smoothly. The lightbulb on top swayed back and forth and nearly threatened to hit him.Late Session2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Murdoc had just about finished another song and wanted to do at least some of the recording, now. It may have been one in the morning but 2D had a bit of an insomnia issue recently anyway so it's not like he'd be waking him or anything. Not like murdoc would care if he did anyway.
The doors slid open as the lift made a loud ding noise, alerting murdoc he had reached his destination.
A terrified 2D sitting on the far corner of his bed looked up with pure terror, shaking as he tried to hide from the dreaded whale keeping watch just outside the window. Under his eyes were large dark circles, lack of sleep and stress.
"e-ey mu'doc..." he stuttered nervously.
The bassist thrust his arm towards himself as a motion of 2D to come. "Get over he
May 23rd (a Gorillaz Fanfiction)2-D woke up to a surprisingly not bad day, the sun wasn’t exactly shinning, but it wasn’t bucketing it down with rain either.May 23rd (a Gorillaz Fanfiction)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
2-D walked quite merrily down the hallway of the Gorillaz new home, after being evicted from their previous one, they had travelled from house to house, eventually finding a small, cramped one that costed hardly anything, though it was no bargain
This would be 2-D’s first birthday where the band was settled down and were pretty much on good terms with each other, 2-D had been looking forward to it.
He went into the kitchen and hunted around for some breakfast, not long after, a peeved looking murdoc came into the kitchen.
Even though 2-D didn’t look up to murdoc like he used to, he was quite happy for the bassist to have finally gotten up.
“’ey muds! Do yeh know wut day it ‘is todeh?” 2-D greeted cheerfully.
“Leave me the frick alone day’?” Murdoc replied, with a scowl that would scare a bear back
One Last Time...So many years had gone by. Day after day, fighting, biting, clawing, kicking, scratching at each other's skin. Somewhere in those many years of fighting, I had lost motivation. I had lost my zest for war. I had finally given up..One Last Time...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I refused to let it show though. Because if he knew that I had given up, then he would win. I couldn't let him win
I had begun to notice things about him. I always noticed things, so it didn't shock me at first. I noticed slightly more than usual, such as how his pants were skin tight, or how he had gotten taller, and how his arms were wonderfully muscular. I noticed his eyes. I had never noticed them before. They were beautiful. The deep, beautiful crimson color was hidden behind his humanoid contact lenses. I loved that I was the only one to see his real eyes. Now I wish I could see them one last time
We had hated each other from the start, but you know what they say It's always darkest before the dawn Our hatred tuned into a feverish
A Scarf For Her BirthdayAN: Please read description before readingA Scarf For Her Birthday3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, Jade. Did you get my gift?"
"Yes, I did," Jade said into her cell phone with a smile. "It's sitting right here in front of me, waiting to be opened like... Like Karkat waits until he's calm to make a comment."
Dave's laughter was soft on the other end of the phone. "Like the shit waits to fly of the handle?"
"Like a Strider waits to drop a sicknasty beat."
"So, not waiting at all?"
Jade grinned. "My hands are on it right now. Woopsie, my finger slipped inside!"
"Jade, don't say that."
Dave sighed, the sound distorted by the phones. "Never mind. Go ahead; open it up."
"I am, I am," Jade said, holding her phone to her ear with her shoulder, opening the box carefully and slowly.
Dave was silent for a while, waiting. "So? What do you think?"
"I," Jade began and then swallowed. "I think I'm glad I already sent your present."
"Because," Jade murmured. "If I hadn't already sent it, I would change my mind right now and not
TaclobanCoffins lie staring at the weather-worn sky,Tacloban1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The vibrant thrum of life dying into a mournful hum,
The silent prayers loudly cry unto the heavens,
begging to be answered, transcending into vows.
'We will recover. We must not stay down forever.'
The heart of this nation still beats strong,
with friends to help its wounds.
Life will go on.
Stand tall when all has fallen.
Our Will shall not crumble like the rubble around us.
We're been stripped of our possessions,
but not our integrity.
Our homes may be gone,
for the people our hearts dwelt with have passed on.
But The Lord is still there to guide us.
Have hope, keep the faith,
for even though you feel alone, a nation grieves with you.
We will resurrect.
We will carry on for the lives blown away,
like dandelions in wind, spreading the legacy they left behind.
For the day will come where we shall start living again,
instead of just trying to stay alive.
A day when the vibrant thrum of Life thrives,
and breaks into song in memory of what was
crystallophonethere is a punchcard sincrystallophone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a queen of spades smoldering in an alley.
you hear how the gears churn,
singing faster than we did before
back when black magic dropped like a
pair of socks from the sky with supplies
taped to a note that said
(oh, look at you now)
such a beautiful brain:
runs on gasoline?
have a gallon
or we can call it a balloon,
and a new pair of glasses
for your tapered eyes
(you peel the bark back on the logs,
but you're not sure what you see),
and life says,
either nail jello to a tree,
or keep your
icicles hanging from the eaves,
caterpillars frolicking in the ashes,
your 'Sam, I still don't have your number,'
and your totaled passion:
someone to hang inside out with,
string you up like a steak with.
what the hunger
is trying to tell me
my brain churns like butter,
my insides aflare, my chakras combusting,
The Impact of Six WordsCan be incredible...The Impact of Six Words2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
But not here.
Gee meets LynZ's parentsLynZ:Mom, Dad, I want you to meet my boyfriend.Gee meets LynZ's parents4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Lynz:He should be on his way right now actually...Oh!I see him! He even brought the rest of his band.
Gerard and Frank are holding hands and skipping while singing "Dead", while Mikey and Ray are jogging behind laughing as Mikey trips, knocking over Frank, which pulls down Gerard, and Ray trips over Gerard. they all land in a big heap at Lynz's parents' feet.
They stand up and shake her parents' hands. Oh yeah, and Gerard's wearing a pink tiara.
LynZ's DadLooks at Gerard) Why are you wearing a crown?
Gerard:Teehee, I'M A PRINCESS!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (Slips and falls on Mikey)WHOOPS! SORRY MIKAAAYYYYY! Don't try to kiss me either, I don't support incest! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Mikeyude, what did Frank give you?!
Geeh Frank?!(stands up and grabs Frank in order to stand up) FRANKIE IS MY BESTEST FRIEND! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Am I YOUR best friend Fwankie?!
Frank:Yes Gee, you're my best frie
My Bad BoyApenas salia el sol por la mañana. Me desperte porque un rayo se filtro por la perciana cerrada y me llego justo al ojo. No podía moverme mucho, es una cama de una persona y la estaba compartiendo con mi Paulie. Aww, se ve tan lindo cuando duerme, y con esa ropa simple de pijama se ve muy sexy.My Bad Boy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
-Despierta pequeña niña...- Le susurre suavemente al odio.
-Ow, dejame dormir, es muy temprano.- Refunfuño y siguio durmiendo.
-Vamos, sabes que a Brian no le gusta que holgazaneemos, arreglate antes de que llegue.
-¿Arreglarme de que?- Se levanto y no pude evitar reirme un poco. Tenia uno de sus cabellos levantado.
-¿Que es tan gracioso?
-Estas demasiado desprolijo.- Señale en mi cabeza esa parte que en la suya estaba despeinada.
-¿Eh?... Oh.- Intento arreglarse pero no tenia sentido, su cabello seguia parado.
-A ver... dejame ayudarte.- Yo lo ordene un poco y su cabello quedo bien.- Ya esta... no fue mucho trabajo, jeje.
Sickness At Kong-GorillazNoodle lay on the sofa at Kong Studios with her eyes closed as sweat ran down her face.Russel sat by her watching her carefully and occasionally patting her on the head to comfort her.Murdoc walked in and sat on the other chair staring at the little girl on the sofa."Whats wrong with her??" Murdoc said looking to Russel.Russel looked up to Murdoc "She has a bad case of the flu.." Russel replied sighing.Murdoc looked to the little girl and could see she was quite red in the face "Oh.." Murdoc said looking out the window.Murdoc and Russel discussed what they were going to get in town to help Noodle feel better.Sickness At Kong-Gorillaz4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An hour later 2-D's head peeked around the living room door nervously.Murdoc and Russel looked up to see 2-D walk in carefully and over to sit on the sofa.Murdoc quickly grabbed 2-D's arm and dragged him onto the floor covering his mouth before he screamed.2-D looked up at Murdoc in horror and confusion "Oh My God! I'm gonna get raped!" 2-D thought to himself.Murdoc pointed to Noo
*Andley* Once a player. . ALWAYS A PLAYER! 'Ch.3'*Andley* Once a player. . ALWAYS A PLAYER! 'Ch.3'3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Once a player. . . . . ALWAYS A PLAYER!"
Three years had past by and Ashley had grown up.
He was now studying his Junior year in High School.
A lot of things had changed for Ashley. For good and bad.
- He met new friends.
Jake Pitts, Christian Coma ((C.C. For short)), and Jeremy Miles ((Jinxx. He likes it better))
They were actually more like a family to him. Like the brother he always wanted.
His dad surprisingly kept his word and hasn't done anything to his mother. ((Probably cause he had his sluts at the bar, and they would let him do whatever he pleases with them.))
People stopped bullying him.
Since he entered High School a lot of things changed. Including the people he hanged around with.
((Sure, he did have some haters out there. But it was nothing Ashley couldn't handle.))
And so on.
- He still had to keep his word about the contract as well.
Which made him a man slut over time. Once he use to say he hated d
Sacchariferousfor the AdmiralSacchariferous3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my dandelions speak of
the kitchen, brimming
with sun-streaked sugar
and mended-over smiles.
floured fingerprints cloud the sky,
but every broken egg is one more yellow flower.
in sweetgrass and flowers
i find white-leaf bandages for cracked shells. coils of
fill the bowl to the brim-
the world is a clean smile
wrapped in sugar.
everything here is white and pale as sugar
gathered to mend your flowered
i wish you'd swallow always fields of
dandelions that brim
with every clean, clear sky.
i'll measure out the sky
in cups of sugar.
fogged upon the rim
of the flour bowl- your fingerprints in flowers.
i'll mix in as many gifts of
sun as you ask, feeling small
in the face of your bandaged smile.
willow leaves and tallgrass skies
tickle white-sun wounds of
cracked-egg dandelions coiled in sugar
caves. bandage bowls with flowers
and their fractured rims
will hold happiness to the brim.
i can't help but smile
when you wrap flowers
in the sky.
my eyes, filled w
In His Natural HabitatThey beat Jack, finished their session, and dropped back onto the earth like they'reIn His Natural Habitat3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
supposed to live like normal people.
After the years of playing that dumbshit game, and Jade actually being with real
people, she was even lonelier than before. She missed them all, escpecially Dave. She only really
got to spend time with him a few times, then they were back home. They've talked on skype
a few times, even planned trips, but they never ended up going through with it.
If you listened closely, you could hear her snoring softly, burrowed in a nest of blankets
and pillows. The alarm went off, waking her up to the sound of constant, high pitched beeping.
She didn't even have to get up at a certain time, she just chose to. She liked to get up early
to start her day, not wanting to waste it away sleeping, as she used to due to her narcolepsy.
Luckily, she'd gotten over it the past few years.
She shuffled out of bed and smoothed out the wrinkles in her pajama pants. Her hair
2P!Japan X Reader: Towagoto2P!Japan X Reader: Towagoto2 years ago in Horror More Like This
2P!Japan X Reader: Towagoto
Holding onto him with all your might, your eyes streamed with tears. However his face looked calm and almost… at peace. For once in all your years knowing him, he had finally gone back to himself. It was nostalgic, but why did it have to end like this?
“______-chan… Remember the f-first time we met”. His breathing was
light and his words were rough, like a sore throat that wouldn’t end.
You wiped your tears, under the sakura trees of the mountains. You nodded your
head, unable to speak. You stroked his hair and listened, not making a sound. You
had already begged him not to leave, and right now, he was doing his best not to.
“It seems so long ago… I was… so alone… so very alone… then I found
you ______... I found you here on this cold earth… Someone who was cold like me…”
“What do you mean”, you choked, trying to get the words out.
He coughed and cleared his voi
Greatest Speech EverGreatest Speech Ever2 years ago in Historical More Like This
I think this is a great speech. A speech that everyone should at least recognize. I know that most of you will skip this, but please give the speech a chance. Now, please enjoy.
"I'm sorry but I don't want to be an Emperor, that's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible, Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another, human beings are like that. We all want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone and the earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful. But we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed but we have shut ourselves in: machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical, our cleverness hard and unkind. W