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Chapter 3
Brooke stepped out of the lift, passing by Tattoo once more. She walked past to run down to the shore with her shoes crushing the occasional can or bottle. She sat down only two feet away from where the water crashed against the shore with her knees pulled up and her arms crossed in top, reminiscing on all the things that had happened today, and how odd this all was.
Wasn't it only two hours ago that she was meeting her friends at the beach? Wasn't it an hour ago that she was discussing this odd group with her friends? The odd group of people of which she had already met three out of five of some of the best musicians she'd listened to in a long time?
She scoffed, in all of reality, she didnt really mind that she ended up on Point Nemo, and she was grateful she'd met those three seeing as they were some of her favorite musicians, instead of the other two first, so there really wasnt a reason to be thinking of all of this even when she was reminded of the other two on the island.
She considered the last two as rather unlikeable, an evil and perverted green-skinned Satanist and the trigger happy metallic replacement of the Japanese guitarist. Though she could understand why they would have so many fans, such amazing musicians they were (She admitted quite begrudgingly.), she still couldnt see how the others could stand them.
How 2D, Russel, and Noodle could stand Murdoc after all he had done to them, and, more importantly for her, how Noodle could stand that Cyborg that had taken her place after her disappearance. She knew that if that had happened to her, she would have hated both him and it for a very long time; at least until it had left somehow, she wouldn't care how, and until he had redeemed himself.
Brooke stretched out her legs and leaned back with her hands supporting her upper body and sighed. "I wish my friends were here," she thought, though as this crossed her mind, she found that that wouldn't be a good idea. With her emotional, anime loving friend and her moody, violent, practically bipolar, and (most importantly) crazy friend, the three girls would cause a lot irritation with the band. Especially Murdoc and the Cyborg because there was at least one thing they all shared with the same level of emotion: They all shared the same hatred and annoyance for Murdoc and the Cyborg.
Then again... Maybe that was exactly what was needed for the plans that started formulating in her brain at that moment. Would anyone really notice if the Cyborg went missing?
Hmmm... "But how can they help me with this?" Brooke frowned, then smiling and shaking her head. She decided she didn't need to think of it at the moment, the idea would come to her later. Besides, they always were attracted by trouble. She then grinned widely, stood up and left for the Plastic Beach mansion.