So many ideas, so little time D: I know I still have to update a lot of stories, and I keep adding to the list, but just hang in there until I get to those. I hope to try to update one story before I'm forced to go to bed XD
It is known that Gorillaz isn't your everyday band. Consisting of an Asian super soldier, a blue haired, fractured eyed man, a formerly possessed beat master, and a satanic, egotistical genius, Gorillaz is far from 'normal'.
They are however, the greatest band the world has ever seen, which gives them a lot of privileges and invites to parties. Dinner parties and black and white balls, to be exact.
Now, with an abstract band such as them, they function in a totally different way compared to normal people. To put it bluntly, their definition of 'formal' is different from most people's definition. Not to say they lack the knowledge and understanding of 'formal', it's just that they think differently, causing them to act differently, which ultimately makes others around them raise their eyebrows and question the band's sanity.
Especially with 2D and Murdoc…
Russel and Noodle know how to switch from 'different' to 'normal' at any given time to fit in with 'normal' people.
2D and Murdoc, however, are a totally different story.
Especially Murdoc…
2D stands out as it is, sporting spiked blue hair and eyes that are barely noticeable, he draws unneeded and unwanted attention just by stepping into the room. Not to mention the huge gap in his mouth.
Murdoc does as well, having looks that become less human as he ages, always flashing his inverted cross, and just being an attention whore in general, he never fails to claim the spotlight as his.
And pity the person who he stole it from…
Over the years, Gorillaz have overcome many hardships and still managed to stay a dysfunctional family. People never truly change, attitude changes, maybe, but straying from the character they've permanently been molded to be?
I don't think it's possible.
This theory would be tested when they received a letter in the mail today.
Noodle was the one to retrieve the bills, fan mail, and other miscellaneous post being delivered to their residence when a particular envelope caught her eye. Being fancy looking with etched floral designs and red ribbons, she scrunched up her and ambled inside.
Russel, 2D, and Murdoc sat on the couch in the living room trying to find a good show on the telly other than those God-awful American sitcoms, which in reality lack the 'humor' department and excel in the 'stupid' department. As usual, Russel took up the space on the couch, causing the singer and bassist to be smashed against each other and complain about it, but neither one making an effort to move.
"Anyone expecting a letter?" Noodle questioned while holding up the letter in question so the boys could see.
Russel shook his head, 2D said no, and Murdoc grunted.
"Who is it from?" the percussionist asked.
"There's no return address." The guitarist confirmed after briefly searching for it.
The other band members each got up and huddled around Noodle.
"Who do you think it could be from?" 2D asked aloud.
"I dunno." Murdoc answered first.
"Me either." Noodle said.
"Maybe we should open it?" Russel suggested.
"Okay." The other band mates agreed.
Noodle slowly and cautiously pulled the silk ribbons and opened the letter.
It turned out to an invitation.
"'Dear Gorillaz," Noodle read aloud. "'We happily and humbly invite you to our extravagant Black and White Promenade. There will be many celebrity guests, food, and different bands and orchestras playing there, and we would like you to be among the guests who will be there. Hope to see you soon. Signed…'"
All of the band's eyes widened.
"Sarah Ward?!" They all said in unison.
Yes, if you don't know, Sarah Ward is a very popular celebrity. She knows the anarchy of the United Kingdom, for crying out loud! So to be recognized by her is an honor.
"Woah, that's cool!" the blunette said cheerfully."
The others shushed him as Noodle continued. "'P.S; Make sure to bring this invitation, or you won't be able to attend. And only wear black or white formal attire.'"
"Sweet Satan, do you know how much publicity this would get us?! I mean just imagine: a nice looking picture of Gorillaz shaking hands with Sarah Ward!"
"I don't know man," Russel started. "Remember what happened the last time we when to a party like this?"
September of 2005, Gorillaz were invited to a party Diddy threw.
Everyone was dressed in their best.
Gorillaz however, not so much.
Russel wore a black (custom made…) suit with a hat to match. Instead of dress shoes, he wore the new Nike's he'd recently ordered.
Noodle wore a black ball dress that stopped at her knees along with some black combat boots and a black clip on hat with a couple of black feathers sticking out.
Murdoc wore his suit opened and the tie loosened with his Cuban heeled boots.
2D wore his suit strikingly similar to the way Murdoc wore his with high tops.
To make a long story short; Russel ate the whole buffet, Murdoc got piss drunk off of Ciroc and flirted with all of the women there, then puked on Diddy, 2D pissed Diddy off before Murdoc puked on him, and Noodle wasn't supposed to be there because she was under aged.
"We actually lost a fan…" Noodle trialed off.
"We should make this one count. Who knows, maybe if act like normal people we'd get invited more often.
"Newsflash mate; we are Gorillaz, in case you haven't noticed, WE AREN'T NORMAL!" Murdoc said.
"Yes," Noodle started. "But we can act normal for a few hours."
"Noodle-girl's right. I mean, it shouldn't be that hard." Russel agreed.
"Yeah!" 2D chirped, smiling a toothless grin.
Sighing, Murdoc gave in to his band mates.
"Good!" Noodle looked at the invitation. "We have three days to normal up as best as we can."
"We'll go shopping for clothes tomorrow?" Russel asked.
Murdoc grumbled. "Whatever."
Little did they know how much effort it takes to be 'normal'.