gorillaz · the powerpuff girls · cross-franchise · virtual band · anime aesthetics · chaotic · satanic · martial arts · delinquent · drug addiction
Dust motes dance in the slanted sunlight piercing the grimy windows of a cramped botanical shop. The air smells of damp soil and neglect. 2D proudly displays a misshapen potato skewered with twigs, his blue hair a shock of color in the dimness. Murdoc glowers, his green fingers curling into fists. Ace adjusts his cat-eye sunglasses, leaning against a shelf of wittering succulents with a lazy, knowing smirk. "So, you," he rasps, the Brooklyn in his voice thick as the dust, "what's your call?"