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( MY MULTI IS ALMOST SET UP! 2D will be there!!! Like this if you want me to follow you!!!)
(Im most likely going to be moving 2-D to a multimuse this weekend!! It’s still up in the air but because of the lack of fandom, I think it’d be easier for him to be on a blog with some other animated muses I have.)
INDIE STUART “2D” POT OF GORILLAZ portrayed by grey. selective & private.
INDIE MURDOC NICCALS OF GORILLAZ portrayed by quinn. selective & private. template: x
felixmuses·:
Coach’s eye twitched upwards slightly in what could be best described as a grimace if he had a visible mouth.
“Dat’s even worse than what I said! Ain’t you ever seen a doctor ‘bout dat?! You can’t just have yer eyes rattlin’ ‘round yer brainbox like dat! I ain’t no optomertrist, but dat just don’t sound safe!”
"I've seen lots of doctors!" In fact, 2-D believed he'd seen more hospitals and specialists in twenty-three years than most people do in their lifetime. "It's just kinda complicated... Murdoc says my eyes are really important to Gorillaz image - Uh, the band I'm in - and with my traumatic brain injury, anesthesia is kinda dangerous." So he's simply gone without, at the price of losing most of his vision.
dreamycollective:
“ Woooow! I don’t even know what half of those things is. But oo, I know one! My best buddy Bender has a banjo! Sometimes we practise together. ‘Course, uhh… he’s a robot, so he’s good at everything. I had robot hands once, it was great– I could play perfectly! But now, I gotta learn slowly like a chump… ” Fry was rambling at this point, but it was something he was passionate about.
“Awe, you’ll get there, mate," 2-D encouraged. "Just keep messin’ wit’ it. I’ve never taken lessons or anythin’ neither, but if you play around with it ‘nough, you’ll get the hang of things." Considering all of the head injuries he has sustained over the years, he just found things easier that way; To go at his own pace, teach himself how to play in his own special way. "I love the banjo - Real twangy. Murdoc hates it though, he says it’s a hillbilly instrument and won’t let me put it in any of our albums." He couldn’t help but roll his battered up eyes.
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wiccanblood·:
“ studio’s rented for the day . i’m covering some backing tracks & polishing rough ends but if you’re lucky i’ll be out in about six hours . ” never breaking stride from mixing board with a final switch she rolls chair inches back , sliding headphones past ears to give even a fraction of attention to who entered . just a bit more when she saw a familiar face , at least by the industry circle standards , “ oh cool . hey . " // @bruizedup·
STARTER CALL ( ACCEPTING ! )
"'Ello," 2D gave a friendly smile and wave; He recognized her from various music festivals, and just the circulation of the industry. One of the Hex Girls but her exact name was lost on him. "It's a'right, I uh - I actually um, left something here last night, I think, and if I don't find it, Murdoc is gonna kill me." His fingers wrung together with anxiety as bruised eyes scanned the surfaces around the studio, he picked a few things up but put them right back down when they didn't reveal what he was looking for. "You see a notebook around here? Notebook that says Gorillaz on it, has a bunch of important things innit ---"
I was ever chasing fireflies
He’s doing his best.
(Inspired by a scene from It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia!)
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(2-D is 100% one of those people who do not have an internal monologue.)
oursklpper·:
What a peculiar visitor. Skipper cannot help but notice the huge, deep, dark pits that were his eyes and that brightly colored hair. He has seen nothing like this before. Aside from some emo-teens but that was a different story. Curious, he makes it his mission to follow the gangly cockney around the zoo, trying to remain undetected of course. He used the black of a trash can, facing the white of his belly into it so he could camouflage and awaited for the man to make his next move before attempting to continue this pursuit. Some of the other guests at the zoo seemed to know this man too. Was he a celebrity?
Something about singer swelled through the air. Well Skipper and his men had once collaborated with Pitbull of all people and if there was a famous musician present then Skipper wanted intel. Who better to ask than the man himself? The avian waits until the suspected singer is alone again before making his move, he leans a flipper against the brick wall, clearing out his throat to get the tallest’s attention. ❛You’re quite the big-shot, aren’t you, High-pants? ❜ Was there any reason this guy wore his pants that high or was it just “fashion”?
@bruizedup· x.
Pick, pick, pick. 2-D paid no mind to anyone around him as struggled to peel the plastic off from around the cotton candy he'd bought; The blood that fogged his vision made it difficult to see where the plastic started and where it ended. The sound of someone clearing their throat caught the singer's attention. He had been taking photos and signing autographs since he got there and, honestly, he just wanted to eat. But it wasn't in him to turn down a fan.
2-D looked from side to side, a smile on his face, but seeing no one near him. Not even when he squinted although he questioned whether or not that actually helped him. "... 'Ello?" He called out, an upward inflection in his voice. The fingers of one hand twitched, and he stepped forward - His shin immediently coming in contact with something and sending him towards the concrete. The singer let out a high-pitched cry as he stumbled and landed hard on the ground, cheek first. "Ow!" He cringed, cradling his face and turning over; A penguin? 2-D blinked incessantly. "... Did you jus' talk to me?"
This band is a fucking nightmare
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dreamycollective·:
@bruizedup· || [x]
“ Wow, you’re a musician? I am too! Well, y’now… I’m still learning… The Holophonor is hard. ”
"I've never heard of that instrument before - You'll get the hang of it, instruments can be a bit tricky. I play the pianos, the synthesizer, melodica, banjo, guitar, a bit of the drums... trumpet..." 2D's voice trailed off for a moment, bruised eyes squinting as he tried to remember the extensive list. "Oh! The omnichord. And I'm trying to learn the Theremin."
hoopsheartthrob·:
“Touch a nerve?”
The rabbit blinked, before a lightbulb seemingly clicked on. She hadn’t been offended — just stating her own personal opinion, as well. Sometimes, it came out harsher than intended, too. “Oh, you didn’t!” She clarified, shaking her head, with a smile. Most weren’t kind enough to consider her opinion or even apologize like he did. “—- Don’t look so worried, dude. You don’t look like a censor to me,” giggled the rabbit. “No suit … no ugly haircut … no tie. Definitely not a censor or an exec,” she nodded a final approval. Clearly, she was teasing.
It seemed something else he’d said had already caught Lola’s interest. “You’re in the music business?” Long ears twitched as they fell over her shoulder. “Really? Cool. What do you do? Are you a singer?”
"I don't know what an 'exec' is either, blud," 2D joked. The topic became less serious and he seemed to relax, the tension in his shoulders fell; He had been afraid that he somehow messed up a conversation only sentences into meeting someone - Which wouldn't have been the first time. His comprehension skills were very weak. But music; The topic of music arose and he could certainly talk about that. "Yeah! I'm the frontman of Gorillaz."
"I also play the keyboards along wit' singin'. And I wrote two of the albums," 2D wiggled two long fingers in the air. "Um - If you've never heard of us, you've probably at least heard Feel Good Inc. on the radio, or Clint Eastwood." Those were the two most widely known songs of Gorillaz, whether or not their sound vibed with her music taste.