#hyphemaz

[noodleisms-blog]

hyphemaz

“2D, look! Look at this!”

The girl’s yells could be heard before she’d even entered the room, and were even louder when her small frame burst through the door. A grin had spread across her lips, and although her eyes were hidden behind a thick fringe, they were lit up with wonder.

“Look! Guess what I found!”

[letmebeadj-archive]

hyphemaz liked this call

“Hey you seen a rat go running past here by any chance? Little white one with green streaks on its back.”

[littlebadger]

hyphemaz

“No bars here? Really?” Well that sucks.

He really needed to stop portal-hopping unless an emergency called for it. Now he was in some place and time he’d never been in before (but it could have been the same time; he just wasn’t sure). And with no signal meant he couldn’t call his father to get out of this one with help…

[stinkfishmcniccals-blog]

Saturday Gigs || Closed Rp

hyphemaz

Traces of lukewarm orange light slipped through barely there openings in Murdoc Niccals curtains, lighting the typically dark room with a more welcoming vibe. It didn’t match Murdoc’s expression a bit. Lips down turned, eyes hidden behind his trademark fringe, shouldered slumped; his look alone was enough to make the entire room feel dark and cold all over again.

The only time he seemed to move was to grip a bottle of gin on his nightstand, practically choking himself every now and then on the taste. Whatever. There wasn’t much of a reason to pace himself today. Or, there might have been, until he began absentmindedly digging through some old Gorillaz memorabilia. A couple clipped interviews, an odd award or two, and a few copies of Rise of the Ogre. The works. Seeing all of this basic junk had actually had him in high spirits until he got around to flipping open the book, possibly to actually read what he had been so excited to publish at one point. Seeing a few yellowed pictures fall to the floor should’ve been something he expected, honestly. The book had been getting on in years…

Except, when the bassist picked up what he assumed was going to be amazing interview material, his entire demeanor changed when he actually saw the pages in the floor. Eerily letting the book fall to the floor with a thump, Murdoc held the pictures in his hand with a carefulness that he had almost forgotten he was capable of. Oh…oh no. This shit was going off again.

The green tinted bassist took another swig of gin, his eyes returning to the barely yellowed photos in his hand.

[stinkfishmcniccals-blog]

KICKS THE DOOR DOWN HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Bout time, Faceache!Thaaank you.

[heartburner]

hyphemaz [ Starter! ]

“Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know a good auto repair shop around here, would you? Think the engine just gave out and-- geeze. Guess I really should have brought Roth along.” 

[gorillazfandompositivity]

For hyphemaz!

[deciiet-blog]

hyphemaz

       She’s sure he gets comment on the EYES all the time, so despite wanting BADLY to ask about them, the girl just smiles as one hands rests upon her hip and the other gestures to the car he’s currently staring at.                   “The car’s mine --- she’s called 9 Lives.”