ya fingers look like fat sausages..
hey! my fingas’ ‘re completely lean ‘n beautiful, thank you. perks of being a pianist…
murdoc is this you..? if it is.. you’re just jealous I got bigger & prettier hands than you, you sod.

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ya fingers look like fat sausages..
hey! my fingas’ ‘re completely lean ‘n beautiful, thank you. perks of being a pianist…
murdoc is this you..? if it is.. you’re just jealous I got bigger & prettier hands than you, you sod.
YOUR SONG MACHINE IS LOADING ....
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Noods, happy birfday! Yer th' best little sister I never 'ad. I hope ya like the halloween playlist an candy I left fer ya 🧠💀🎃💀
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She couldn’t help but giggle to herself at the small amount of emojis that her brother had left at the end of his message. She guessed her way of texting was starting to become contagious.
Noodle sat with one of her earphones in to listen to the playlist that he had made for her, the bowl of her candy in her lap with her legs crossed, book balanced precariously in front of her as she read. She occasionally snuck a treat from the bowl, eagerly waiting to share her stash with the odd trick or treater who might wonder across the band’s doorstep.
//there they gooooo @ask2d
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Oi mate, how's it feel losin' a bet as soon as ya get back? Feels pretty good t'me.
“Ohhhh you—shut your face-hole or I’ll knock you a good one in your other headlight eyeball.”
Murdoc raised a shaky finger and jabbed it straight up 2D’s nostril, twisting it a bit so that his acrylics stabbed into the soft inner flesh of the other’s nose. If Murdoc was lucky, he might hit 2D’s brain and damage it more than it already was, but the likelihood of that was pretty low.
[covered in knife wounds,clutching a bullet wound in her stomach,she stumbles,wandering around aimlessly until she happens to stumble upon 2D.]
he blinks, once, twice, before squawking— hands coming to fumble for his phone.
wot ‘appened?!
ello 'm stuart but ppl call me 2D. i sing sumtimes, ....sorry 'n advance.
ask me anyfing!.. mm, s' not like 'v got much else to do.
— an, and murdoc get OUT of my account! nuffin' in here ‘s your business.. sod..
hello! I'm the owner of this rp/ask account. i won't go ooc most times, so all the answers or roleplays here will be directed by 2D! (To the best of my ability).
I don't have many rules, nor regulations. Though ask of you to be a normal, regular human being! THINK before you do, or say. Thank you!
i don’t mind ships, even within the gorrilaz band— but nothing to do with noodle. never.