Since she had come back, something turned…weird.
But it was inside me, not around. The atmosphere had gotten a bit heavy for a while since she arrived, firstly because it was not the most calm of times when she came here after I thought we had lost her as if though she was coming back from the dead, but because, even though she helped calm the hysteria and blood at Plastic Beach through her violence she made look so innocent, she later on found that little teeny tiny detail that drove her mad at Murdoc for days; her cyborg version our bassist had created to, somehow, replace her since she was supposed and thought to be dead. The pretty little guitarist that had grown up with us all over the ages, Noodle, was not happy to finally find her way back to us only to find us in the company of a Cyborg-her.
She screamed at Murdoc all the profanity she knew and literally torn the robot to pieces. But, even after the crazy chaos, Noodle’s unexpected arrival thanks to the now giant d