La Enfermedad Mortal
Chapter 3: The Shoot.
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Whoa, I'm getting through this quite fast. Holidays rule, eh? More fun and bad puns! …Did I spell my title right…?
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If I didn't own Gorillaz yesterday, what would make any freak think I'd own it today? Where would I get the money? –awkward silence- …
P.S. I'm not so sure that the lyrics I did for El Manana are excatly correct... I got so disorrientated when I heard the song from Demon Days LIVE, i've just wrote what it sounded like.
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Summer don't know me
No more eager man
That's all
Summer don't know me
He just let me love
In my sea
'Cos I do know, lord
From you that
Just died, yeah
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Don't stop the buck
When it comes
It's the dawn
You'll see
Money won't get there
Ten years pass tonight
You'll flee
If you do that
I'll be some
To find you
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
Maybe in time, you'll want to be min
Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine
2D sang softly the sweet inspirational lyrics he wrote himself as he watched the windmill plunge into the trench until it could be seen no more. The 2 black choppers hovered over the falling island and watched it ignite in flame and combust as soon as it touched on the ground. The explosion shook them all on the small mountain next to the deep valley of sharp and jagged rocks, well away from the camera's lens. The helicopters lowered slightly into the thick black smoke and one dropped the final bomb on the symbol of peace and mental freedom.
It was all over. Never again would they see El Manana. But the worst part was that it was all true. No acting or fake bullets were really needed. Noodle was dying. She might as well just stayed inside the windmill as it came crashing down into the underworld.
"And… CUT!" Jamie yelled as the fake bomb hit the burning pile of junk below. The cameras all turned off and treasured the footage that was their most precious item. The director, Mr. Hewlett, grinned a wild scary glare and cockily walked over beside Murdoc who stared down at the damaged wreck they'd made. "Well, what do you think, Muds?"
"… It's good."
"Good?" Jamie spat shockingly.
"Yeah. It's good," he said icily. "Until I know for sure that nothing went wrong."
"I didn't notice anything that wasn't supposed to happen, did anyone here?" Hewlett turned around and gestured the people around him. "Russel? 2D? Any flaws?"
They both looked up at him and shook their heads depressingly and turned back to stare into space. Jamie turned back to Murdoc with a smirk. The bassist glared at the director furiously thinking how he wanted to knock out his teeth and wipe that expression of his face.
"I'm not saying anything more till I see the actual video."
"Fine. Be that way but I promise it will fool the world!" he shrieked dramatically and ran over to talk with Damon and a bunch of other random people of no importance. Murdoc sighed and walked over to his band mates. Well, the surviving band mates.
"… Is Noodle safe?" 2D broke the silence.
"I know Noodle. She's probably already half way to the Maldives by now."
"Why'd she want to go on holiday and on her own? It's just not like her," Russel said confusingly. Murdoc gulped realizing the true horror of this mess.
"She… said she just wanted some time to herself. Before… I mean, after all that Demon Days work, the stress just probably got to her."
"I don't understand why she didn't want us to go with her," 2D spoke miserably.
"Noods has an acceptable reason for everything, dullard."
"More like excuse."
"Just give her space, she's had a rough trip."
"… How long was she spending in the Maldives, again?" 2D asked suspiciously. There was a disturbing silence then Murdoc spoke.
"She never said… whenever she feels like coming back home, I guess."
"Around how long?"
Murdoc thought carefully around the facts, digging up lies with a treacherous spade and chucking them in his face. He couldn't handle lying to his band mates like this especially about his guitarist. He would've just walked away then and burst into tears finally taking in the truth that Noodle was gone forever, out of their lives.
"… It could… It could be a long time, I… I don't know," Murdoc turned around from them trying to repress quiet sobs and whimpers. 2D and Russel exchanged worried glances and then the singer walked behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder as Murdoc hastily lit up a lucky lung.
"Murdoc… Is Noodle coming back?" The bassist lowered his head in defeat and Jamie Hewlett came running back looking panic stricken.
"Hey! Uh, guys? Sorry to disturb your little um… chat but has anyone seen Jimmy Manson?"
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Aw damn. Kind of tricky there. I had a good tragic mood starting up and then Hewlett came in with a joke that should have been Murdoc's cue but he can't 'cos he's… well… in deep shit. Anyway, here's a little math, boys and girls. Read + Review + what you had for breakfast will equal A happy amateur and a brand new chapter:)
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