Author's note: I actually went to Gorillaz website to make certain parts were as accurate as possible, like how the studio looks and where everything is. Didn't want to say something dumb like "2D walked out of his room into the kitchen." I also think the Sarcasmo part was a nice touch...right? Please read and review. Thanks!


"Revolving doors, what have I done?
Someone on the TV, a tepid loss
Revolving doors, what will I become?
A redneck song
He paid up for a seven
But he only got an eight now, now
I feel that I'm paused by all the pills
I see no running"

~ Revolving Doors - Gorillaz


2D looked at his door as the knob turned.
Cyborg walked in quickly.
2D looked up at her with black buttoned eyes and a blank expression.

"Master Murdoc has requested I let you have a free day."

2D smiled a bit.

"Wot's t'e catch?"

Cyborg stood there and looked at him for a bit.
Command Audio Pickup Detected : Wot's t'e catch?;
User Detected: 2D Prisoner Vocalist... Gorillaz... idiot
Action:Listening;
Listening: Wot's t'e catch?;
Unknown command Detected "Catch" No Verb Found;;

"I'm sorry, I cannot comprehend your speech."

2D rolled his eyes and stood up quickly.
Sometimes Cyborg really didn't pick up on normal conversations.

"Nevermin'."

He walked out of the room with Cyborg following him closely.
He walked into the elevator next to the robot and looked at her.

"So Cyborg...um...how're yew?"

Action:Listening;
Listening: How are you?;
Accepted; Respond, carry conversation

"I'm doing fine. How are you?"

"Pretty shitty ah' guess...but glad I go' a free day."

2D realized the elevator wasn't moving and pressed the button leading to the study.

"Not being around the whale must be nice for you."

2D shuddered a bit at the thought of the whale.

"Yeah...I 'ate tha' fing."

"Yes you do, but it does keep you company."

"Company?! Tha' fing wants to eat me, blud!"

"Really? I was not told by Master that it's motive was to eliminate you."

"Well tha' fing wants to elimina'e me awright! It wants to chew me awl up!"

"It must get lonely down there though."

"I guess ih gets lonely..."

There was a brief silence.

"Do yew ever feel lonely?"

Cyborg didn't respond as a ding went off on the elevator.
She walked off.
They headed to the study together, but she was straight to Murdoc's secret room.
2D watched as she walked off and shrugged.
He might as well explore a bit.
He'd knew where everything was,
he just never got to visit them on his own often.
2D walked toward the studio.
He would usually be here by sheer force,
but he felt like he needed music right now.
I'd be a good way to escape.
It was also a good way to release his emotions.
The studio here actually annoyed him a bit.
The room was so cluttered with things.
Usually the rooms were cluttered, but here it was all Murdoc's mess.
Bottles, ash trays, and rotten food were scattered everywhere.
Not to mention he swore he could hear Superfast Jellyfish on repeat.
He walked over to grab the first acoustic guitar he saw.
He looked at what it was leaning on.
It seemed to be some kind of machine.
"Sarcasmo..." he muttered to himself as he looked at the puppet inside.
He looked down at the ground and picked up a coin.
He put it into the slot and watched the puppet with curiosity.
He jumped a bit once it came to life and began to speak.

"Well, that was worth it wasn't it?
Why don't you try sticking another coin in the slot, yeh?
Infact! Why don't you try sticking it up your arrrrr..."

2D stared at it realizing it died.
No wonder it was called Sarcasmo.
He carried the guitar away sitting in the nearest chair.
His long fingers began gently strumming a few tunes.
Song after song he continued to strum.
He then started to play one last tune and he hummed along to it.
Soon humming turned into words.

"I sit in a diner, and the Beatles play
I'm paid up for a seven but I only got s-o-eight and now
I feel that I'm paused by all the pills
I seem to run out here
Revolving doors
It's stormy on the eastern sea board
He got silver up his night
He paid up for three
But got only two"

The music seemed to flow from him as he sang along to the tune.
It seemed to be reflecting his emotions.
The way he seemed so trapped here.
He was trapped when he wrote it;
back when Murdoc dragged him to America for a world tour.
That day he looked out of the window and the gloom and fog reminded him of how he felt.
Murdoc had given him his daily beating and he was so doped up from pills...
Sometimes his pill intake scared him, but they were the only way.
The way he coped with things.
He wanted to go back home.
Back to London where he could forget.
Forget about Murdoc.
Forget about Noodle.
Forget about Russel.
Forget in general.
He didn't want to be reminded on a daily basis by a walking piece of metal that his best friend was dead.
He didn't want to remember he could do nothing about it and he could only stand there and watch.
He didn't want to sing for Murdoc anymore,
be a part of his schemes,
get beaten up for opposing,
watch him kill people,
or even remember the man had scared him mentally, physically, and emotionally.
There's was only so much tragedy and death one guy could take before snapping.
2D was sick of watching people get shot down and murdered for trying to attack Murdoc.
That was all his fault anyways, he shouldn't have been selling weapons to illegal pirates.
He really shouldn't have been trying to rip them off and sell broken weapons either.
Not to mention The Boogieman wanted Mudoc's soul and they all knew it.
As the days went by, The Boogieman got closer and closer.
The blue haired man feared he wouldn't stop at Murdoc's soul.
It scared 2D.
All of this scared him to death...
part of him really wanted to die...
and he couldn't do anything about it.
All he could do is cope with way he knew how.
Taking his painkillers and making music.

"Then he said
Seems I was born for this
Seems I was born to this"

A few tears streaked down the singers face as he sang those lines.
He stopped playing and quickly wiped them away before putting the guitar back in it's place.
2D walked into the study and up the staircase onto the roof.
He leaned against the railing, pulled out a fag, and lit it.
He took a long drag from it as he watched the sun set.
It really was a beautiful sight.
Seeing the sun set against the blue waters.
It was very peaceful.
Got him to actually stop thinking and appreciate the moment.
After some time he heard footsteps behind him.
He didn't bother to turn around though.
He smoked the little remaining of his deathstick and continued to look out.

"Master says I must bring you to your room now."

2D nodded and threw the fag onto the ground putting it out with his foot.
He watched as the sun completely disappeared and followed Cyborg back down to his room