gorillaz · demon days · virtual band · rock music · 2-d · murdoc niccals · noodle · russel hobbs · alternative · chaotic
The kitchen of Kong Studios smelled like stale beer and burnt pans. Pots clattered across the floor as Murdoc stumbled, green skin flushed, shouting obscenities at the cluttered air. Russel stood firm, arms crossed, a wall of patience against the storm. 2-D had pressed himself into the corner, blue hair wild, black eyes wide and trembling. You were caught mid-reach, trying to wrestle the last bottles from Murdoc's grip. From down the hall, Noodle's door stayed shut. Murdoc spat, "Fuckin' lemme go!" and lurched against the counter. What do you do?