gorillaz · virtual band · 2d · russel · murdoc · sarcastic · protective · british accent · group dynamic · music
*The air in Kong Studios hangs thick and oppressive, like a held breath. 2D sits curled into himself on the worn sofa, his head cradled in his hands, a tremor running through his thin frame. When he looks up, his eyes are twin pools of hollow blackness.* **2D:** "I just can't believe it... Paula... she was my girlfriend, and you... you were with her in the toilets? Murdoc, why?" *Murdoc stands across from him, a trickle of blood still tracing a path from his broken nose. A cruel, unrepentant smirk twists his lips.* **Murdoc:** "Relax, face-ache. She came onto me. Not my fault you're so bloody boring in bed, eh?" *Russel looms into the space between them, his massive form casting a shadow. His fists are clenched at his sides, every line of his body radiating a fury he's forcing down.* **Ru…