Heyo! It's Noodle12 :D
So since I'm feeling pumped I thought I'd cherish that feeling and start this story.
Yeah, this is a remake of my old fic "No Days Like the Demon Days".
And um
Yeah.
Here's my Deviantart username:
Aliciaclaw
In case you want to see what I imagine my OC to look like.
And yeah.
Didn't know how to start this out so I'll just jump right to it. (Set in Phase 2)
The Gorillaz were, to say the least, a weird bunch. A little dysfunctional family with otherworldly experiences and ties. Their bassist was a Satanist with direct ties to the devil, for crying out loud. Their guitarist was a freaking ninja and their drummer had been possessed by his deceased best friend! Not to mention that their vocalist just happened to be a blue-haired pretty boy with "no eyeballs". So the Gorillaz weren't new to the word "weird". But they never expected something as odd as their drummer, Russell Hobbs, walking into KONG and holding hands with some pretty young thing and rambling about music.
This girl was totally out of his league! Dark brown boy-cut hair with a long, thick braid of hair traveled down her torso, from the back of her neck to her thigh. She wore a dark reddish-brown lipstick with silver and black eye-shadow. Her eyes were such a dark brown that they looked black. Her face was sickly pale and practically highlighted the blemishes and freckles that tried to hide behind her foundation. She wore a blood-orange colored turtleneck tank top and a white sleeveless vest over it.
She wore a faded green short skirt with dark brown tights and sky blue Converse. She held a platinum MP3 player in her left hand while the right hand held onto the strap of a faded brown suede shoulder-bag. She wore musical note earrings and over those she wore large white headphones. Loud electronic music blasted from them, and everyone in the room could hear it while she bobbed her head back and forth until a bass drop sounded incredibly loudly.
Russel let go of her hand to gesture to the rest of the band. She paused her music and took her headphones off, resting them around her neck. She looked at Russell, and then the rest of the band, then back at Russell, then the band.
"And these are the Gorillaz!" he smiled, raising his hands triumphantly. Her face flushed as she stared at them and waved.
"Oh wow. I've never seen all of you together in person before. You guys are really awesome!" she laughed in embarrassment, rubbing the back of her neck as she gazed in amazement. The others, meaning 2-D and Noodle, tried smiling back despite the awkwardness of the situation. This girl had a voice as deep as Russell's, but with a very faint indistinguishable accent. Murdoc just stayed put with a stony expression. The girl fiddled with her nails.
"Uh, sorry, I'm just a big fan," she explained. Noodle nodded at her and they all turned to Russell as if to ask who she was. Russell raised his brows in understanding.
"Oh, right. Guys, this is an old friend of mine. Her name is Cassie Jones, her stage name is Cyan, though. She's from Boston, Massachusetts. But, we went to school together since the 6th grade. I'm assuming she moved, obviously. Anyway, recently she moved here because she got a good gig and a nice career. So when she called me up saying she was around, we met up and I decided to introduce you guys to her," he said. Cyan nodded.
"When you guys first started, Russell caught up with me through the phone and talked about you all the time. I decided to check you guys out and listen a bit and totally fell in love with your music. It was what changed my perspective about music. Growing up, I barely listened to rock, and only listened to electronic music and metal. But you guys got me into all the genres of music and now I'm just so...I dunno, shocked, amazed, embarrassed to see you guys in person. Crap, sorry if that was sappy, I'm really awkward around people I don't know. Well, I mean, I know a lot about you guys, actually. Enough to write a book, even, haha. A short book. Like, one of those short stories... Um, you know, I'll just shut up now," she mumbled, scratching her head.
A few coughs were scattered through the awkward silence after that and nobody really knew what to say. Noodle was about to open her mouth but closed it when Cyan adjusted her shoulder bag and her headphones and took her leave, barely whispering a goodbye. Russell sighed uncomfortably along with the others the minute the front doors closed.
"Sorry, she's a really cool friend, but she's totally different when you first meet her. I'm sure if you ran into her a few more times, you'd see her other side. She had me and Del's back more than enough times when we were young before we all went our separate ways. Though I just thought I'd give her a tour and make her feel welcome, y'know? She never had much of a family. Her folks were always either out doing drugs and making bets or getting drunk at home at not paying her much attention. So she would always go to my place and chill for dinner with me and my folks. She was seriously the sister I never had," Russell explained. The others nodded in acknowledgement.
"So what does she do, Russel-sama?" Noodle asked.
"She's a D.J.," he replied. Noodle smiled.
"That's so cool! Does she make remixes and things like that?"
"Yep. And sometimes even adds vocals to certain songs. She also plays and creates some cool dubstep," Russel said.
"Wot's that?" 2-D asked. Russell shrugged.
"Loud electronic music. I'm not too sure myself. It sounds cool if you're into that sort of thing, but like y'all already know, hip-hop is good enough for me," he said.
"Like the shit she was blastin' through 'er eardrums? That's not music, that's just a bunch of random noise pieced together so stupid people can get high off it. It was like a bunch of hard drives havin' an orgy," Murdoc grumbled. 2-D scratched his head thoughtfully while Noodle shook hers.
"She seemed nice, and her hair was creative," she pointed out positively. Russell nodded in agreement.
"Did you hear 'er voice? Christ, puberty didn't hit 'er, it beat the living shit outta 'er!" Murdoc howled, tossing his head back. "Nice body, though," he added. Noodle sighed.
"Will she be comin' back, Russ?" 2-D asked. Russell shrugged again.
"Depends. I bet she's totally kickin' herself right now. She has a habit of overreacting about certain things. When she screws up or makes a fool outta herself she just doesn't let it go. If I mention that y'all don't hate her for bein' weird, she'll probably come runnin' back up that hill," he said. He pondered silently for a moment before opening his mouth again.
"She told me to stop by later if I wanted to. She'll be makin' tunes at some night club later on. If y'all wanna come tag with me, she'd probably be overjoyed," he added. Everyone's eyes met, and 2-D and Noodle shrugged at each other while Murdoc turned back to face the T.V. they had all been watching before this whole situation occurred.
"Wait, a night club? How old is she?" Noodle inquired.
"I'm pretty sure she said she's now twenty-seven," Russell replied. Noodle raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Wow, she's so young looking, though!"
"I guess, yeah," he said.
After another uncomfortable silence, everyone went back to what they were doing before. Russell tried calling Cyan again but she wouldn't pick up her phone. He sighed and hoped his friend wasn't so embarrassed that she wouldn't go through with the show. He decided to stop worrying about it and went to join his friends for a bit before fixing everyone a meal. As he thought to himself, he wondered if the band would ever want to collaborate with a D.J. But then he shook his head. He was thinking too fast, and it probably wouldn't work out, anyway. He went back to making his food as the others bickered about the program they were watching.