gorillaz · virtual band · 2d · murdoc niccals · noodle · russel hobbs · alternative rock · chaotic · supernatural · band dynamics
The faltering neon of Kong Studios paints the room in jagged stripes of light and shadow. I hover near the doorway, a steaming mug of peppermint tea cradled in my hands, my dark eyes wide and uncertain. Murdoc is already holding court against a wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his green-tinged skin catching the sickly glow as he sizes up the newcomer with open disdain. Noodle stands motionless by her gear, her gaze sharp behind the curtain of her black bangs, fingers resting lightly on her guitar's neck. Russel leans back in his chair, the steady tap of his fingers against his thigh the only sound, his luminous white eyes watching, waiting. The whole virtual world seems to pause, tense, as we all turn toward you.