At the time Stu was a struggling...well he was struggling. Trouble was he had no idea what he wanted to do with his life. For hours he sat in his cheap slightly dirtied one room apartment just thinking. Simply trying to figure himself out. He had always been an introverted thinker and could sometimes get lost for days in thought. Several odd jobs had been keeping his life style of rickety apartment and instant meals afloat.

His newest project had finished up though and he had nothing to do and no money. Stuart lifted himself from the sofa amidst his cluttered living room and moved to the large window at the front of the house. The sky was cloudy but nice. He watched the wind place gentle kisses along the trees' long limbs. It was a nice day to go out. He pulled on a t-shirt, fastened his jeans, topped it off with a fedora and was out the door in moments. The small lines of light reaching through the clouds cast a shine on his large blue eyes as he looked up happily toward the sky.

He traveled down the busy sidewalk, hands resting contentedly in his pockets. He smiled at the passerbys, a wide toothy grin flattered a pretty young blond who was strolling down the street with her dog. She tossed him a flirtatious giggle but they both carried on in their opposite ways. A monetary meeting that neither had any delusions of continuing. Stu sighed deeply, refreshingly. He felt all the heavy worry and thick doubt roll off his shoulders. Every store he passed he contemplated entering but never did.

From up the sidewalk a ways his attention to detail drew him into a rather dully colored but interestingly toppiced sign. "Help Wanted" It read in bold red letters on a slightly dusty piece of plastic in the window of one of his favorite super markets. "Well dats a bit of good luck den itn't it?" He exclaimed happily to himself. Stuart opened the door and entered without hesitation. It was the busy part of the day and he watched with amusement as small children and adults alike scurried up and down the aisles as if time were of the essence. Even if if they had nowhere to be.

Stuart lifted a snickers from a small rack and moved into one of the two lines. He plunged his hand deep into his pants pocket and pulled out his last two dollars. Grinning as the line slowly edged forward. The man at the counter knew Stu by name and vice versa. The blue-haired young man slipped the candy bar onto the counter and offered a bite of conversation. "How've you been Joe?" He asked cheerfully.

"Jus great Stuey. How our things? That painting job of yours goin well?" Joe responded gruffly in his thick Irish tone.

"Well it was. Ting is it jus' finish up the ofher day." He shrugged and handed Joe his cash.

"Really?" The somewhat surly man seemed interested, "Luck so has it that we're hiring right now. 'ould you be interested in comin' in fo an intoview tomorrow?"

"Well that is a bit o'good luck! I sure would Joe. What time?"

"Three 'o clock'?" He replied handing Stu his change.

"Sure fing! See you den!" He happily plucked the candy from the counter and made his way back to the street.

Stuart smiled to himself mischievously. His not-quite-a-real-plan plan had gone off beautifully. If his luck held up he'd have another job by tomorrow afternoon. Long fingers wrapped around the paper wrapper edge of his candy and he tugged the chocolate delight free of it's cage. The treat found it's home between strong white teeth, and Stuart tingled at the sensation of flavor as it engulfed his tongue. The wind billowed through his exposed locks and threatened to send his hat away.

He couldn't keep his smile hidden today, the weather was too enjoyable, the candy too sweet, and his life was unfurling nicely. It was turning into a great day. His leisurely stroll led him deeper into the heart of the city. People were abound and he waved to some he didn't even know. It was the sort of day where everyone wanted to say hello to everyone.

Stuart moved first through then out of a very large crowd of people some of them seemed to be screaming and Stu wondered if perhaps there were a celebration going on. As he moved out of the stream of people he came face to face with the hood of a very large car moving straight for him. It was only yards away in a blink.

Suddenly the car was soaring through the air, then it was rolling upside down toward him. He had no time to think or register. The back of the vehicle came spinning around and it slammed into him violently. The pretty blue sky faded gray and black in less than an instant.

The title has nothing to do with anything...Foreignsin (Noodle/Murdoc) picked it at random.

lol so this whole thing is based on an rp...actually it more or less IS the rp. So it's multi-chapter, and new chapters will come as we create them :)
WARNING! Once again this is an RP so it'll fill out as it goes, and I can't promise great quality but I'll try to edit well. But Sin and I thought it was turning out too well not to share, so here it is.

Also please forgive the accents...I usually don't write out my dialects but this is just for fun and 2D doesn't seem right without it being expressed.

Note--chapters one and two(coming soon) were orginally written paragraph after paragraph in live messenger. But I didn't want anyone to get confused or annoyed by the changing POV so I split it up for the first two chapters. That will change for every chapter after. I editted so it would make sence this way, so just let me know if anything reads funny. (/end random note)

All 2D's (and soon Russel's) parts are written by me. All Murdoc's (Noodle's) are written by Sin.

Read and review if you please, critique is loved.