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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]BAM! I'm gonna make a joining thread real soon so hang in there and post on it

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]With a dumb look around 2D - Stuart Pot was his birth name, wondered if this would be a permanent stay. It wasn't like all those other places with just Murdoc and Noodle but a lot of people which made him a little nervous. Meeting strangers you would be living with was a lot more scary then singing in front of a crowd. Not that singing in front of a crowd was all that easy, usually he had to smoke a pack and get hammered before the thought could even cross his mind. Anyway, he was just a teensy bit nervous.
He was strange looking which was completely obvious, but he wasn't as weird looking as Murdoc, or was he? 2D had two huge, completely black eyes (thanks to Murdoc), (naturally) blue fur, and all the dents and bruises that one could fit on him (also thanks to Murdoc). So yeah, he was pretty weird looking. People said he was good looking though and besides his brain was way too dense to even think about his looks. "Murdoc? You fink they gonna like us?" His voice was thick with a cockney accent.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]2D blinked at the male before snorting. "You'a Just jealous." Perking up at the sound of others he pushed his tongue from between the gap that had once been his two front teeth before sticking the slimy pink flesh into his nose. "My name's Stuart Pot but they's call me 2D on account'a the two dents on me head." The bright blue great dane nodded as if this was a truly fascinating fact before smiling, emberassed.
"Do you know why fey call this place Windclan? Oh and, uh, yeah we be staying to live." 2D said stupidly, his big blank eyes wide.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]their making a new album this year squee
2D chewed his lower lip before shecrunching his face as Murdoc hit him. "Oww! Murdoc!" However the green feline could do no wrong in his eyes, apparent by how he still stayed by the feline despite all the wounds inflicted upon him. The overly skinny and way too tall canine grinned sheepishly at noodle. "Alright I suppose, we are officially living in Windclan...Unofficially...Judicially...Uh..." His thin legs followed ahead, one of them had a red and white bandage on it with "hello kinky" on it that covered up a large cut from a clumsy accident.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]I'm open to anything! 2D is a British singer who is in a band called "The Gorrilaz" with Murdoc, Russel, and Noodle. He's pretty dumb and air-headed, a little weird, adorable, but super chill. Also a great Dane!
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]2D whistled, pressing a paw against his keyboard. The tune of "Dirty Harry" was being played along with his whistle. Sure he was usually the vocal but of course he could do some instruments too, like the keyboard or guitar and...That was about it. He glanced around in case anyone was watching and when he found there was none began to sing. I need'a gun to keep myself from harm..." His voice was surprisingly low compared to his high-pitched, comical speaking tone. For a moment his big black eyes were narrowed in focus. A intense aura was around him which was only there when focused on his music. It was a little strange.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Crap. 2D jumped up before pushing his paws together nervously, his little toes wriggling. "I'm Just playing D-Dirty Harry...It's a song from my band ya see, with Murdoc and uhm...Yeah." With shaky paws the great Dane tried sticking a cigarette in his mouth that had been behind his ear but just couldn't, so instead he just smiled his crazy smile. When you missed your two front teeth and basically had the worse teeth ever anyway a smile wasn't so nice. "Hi! I'm, uh, Stuart Pot but me band mates call me 2D on account'a the two dents in my head." His bright blue fur rose up a bit just as his completely black eyes widened. Oh gosh, he was being weird.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Where was Murdoc? Hopefully he was okay, what if Windclan was a cannibal society thing? That didn't make sense though so he guessed it was fine. 2D smiled before stopping at the front of a hut that smelled like piss and smoke, plus he just had a radar when it came to the green satan. "Murdoc are you in 'ere? I got me a keyboard for our next gig! It works I fink." Without a single second thought he hopped in, lighting a cigarette in the process.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]As his friend approached 2D perked up. "I dunno Noodle, I just found in'a woods over there I guess. Maybe they's got one you can borrow." He didn't know whar else to add because that manic music feeling was still fogging up his already slow thoughts. "Do's we got any gigs coming up? I'm in'a real dandy mood...Yeah." Like a idiot he slipped forward and conked his head on the keyboard in front of him, but got up as if it wasn't anything. It looked like a bump would be formed.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]double guns
Shore to both! Who makes em??
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]2D scrunched his face up, they had heard them but not seen them? Hm. Oh well, at least they knew something, right? "Well that's a good kick to the ego, huh?" He ran a paw across his forehead to find the beginning of a bruise. With everyone whacking him did he really need to hurt himself too, and if so why? "Hey Russel how's Windclan treating you? So far I found me self a keyboard but I need to socialize too...that's the hard part." The Great Dane drawled in his cockney accent, eyes focused on his stockier band mate.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]2D sighed, it seemed not a lot of people liked him. Naturally Russel couldn't stand his idiotic nature, Noodle was nice enough, and Murdoc pretty much hated him. It took a lot not to just get up and leave considering everyone seriously didn't like him. Though Murdoc would probably kidnap him and hit him till the Great Dane sung. It was funny because sure he could sing but there was plenty of people who could do that anyway, so why him? Not that he was complaining or anything because without them he would basically never have a home, but appreciation would be nice. Well, besides his moping he needed to find a hut to live in, though in the end he would just end up sleeping on Murdoc's floor.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Yeah that's fine
I'll pm you when it's done
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Oh! Another British person, those his accent was a lot more, uh, regal then 2D's clumsy cockney accent. Happily he wandered over to Phil, for one he was British, and two looked like easy picking, not that he himself wasn't super weak and clumsy or whatever, anyway. "'ello friend, I'm Stuart Pot but me band mates call me 2D since my head...I gotta think of'a new introduction...Huh." Toward the end he led into talking to himself but oh well. The bright blue Great Dane smiled, his completely black eyes blanking out despite being on Phil.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]"You can ask any one of me band mates and they'll say smokes isn't what's gonna kill me...Probably some weird accident where I hurt me self." 2D said quietly, taking one last puff before stamping it out just outside the hut. Honestly he hated people who tried to act all noble by pointing out other people's faults, as if he didn't know smoking was horrible for him. Whatever. To make sure the rabbit didn't take any offense he chittered at himself. "Oh and, uh, hey Johnny. Can I call you Johnny?"
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]2D licked at his wound- the one where Murdoch got drunk and stabbed his arm, with a bored expression. His green band mate hurt him way too much so why did he even stay? Well, who knew, why did any of The Gorrilaz members stay? They all disliked each other in some way or another, plus they all wanted to go there own way. Maybe it was because of the music. Maybe. "Murdoc finks he can just push me around...Hmph." He said this but in reality the great Dane admired Murdoc for some strange reason and w ok I'd probably follow him to death
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Looking up 2D found Murdoc grumbling away, the only thing keeping Mur from noticing him was the shade. So without really thinking about it he got up and trotted to his band mate. "Murdoc what're you crabbin about?" He questioned after approaching, his blank black eyes narrowed. Instead of a normal person who would chew their lip with their front teeth, 2D chewed with his canines since he didn't exactly have front teeth. Probably because of Murdoc though he couldn't really remember. "Your necklace is fine...I fink, anyway."
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]And now the band was together. "'ey is that Feel Good? Wait, wait..." 2D pulled a keyboard from off his back before quickly pulling the melody from it. "Man, we gotta do a gig somewhere! Find Russle some drums and we's in business!" Excitedly he began playing the tune in a more smooth pattern, a small grin on his sweet lil face. He began humming before signing, "City's breaking down on a camel's back...Hmm-hmm...They just have to go 'cause they don't know whack!"
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:10pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]There was a gasp and then a thud as 2D rushed forward to help the feline. Right, dogs couldn't climb trees, he forgot. "Sodding tree!" He barked at the tree before glancing up at Phil, who he had met during that weird training meet. "Russel, I can't climb trees."
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