Due to this Autonomy-Chapter 8Chapter 8-DétruireDue to this Autonomy-Chapter 8 by lotsofmoxy
Six Thirty PM.
Murdoc was sitting comfortably on his leather chair, smoking like a chimney. 2D sat next to him, reading the latest issue of Rolling Stone magazine.
"Muds, weren't we in Rollin' Stone or somfink?" he asked quietly.
Murdoc took his cigarette out of his mouth and smashed it into the ashtray.
"O'course we were." the bassist replied. He rapidly picked up the last cigarette he had in his pack and lit it. 2D whined. He hadn't smoked for days.
"Go get yer own fags." Murdoc told him. "I actually need mine."
"No ya don't!" the singer replied. "Yer gonna get tha' disease ya get from smokin'!"
Murdoc scoffed at him.
"I ain't dying or gettin' any sorta disease anytime soon, Dullard." he said. After muffling more insults under his breath, Murdoc attempted to stand up.
He slowly shifted out of his chair and put his feet firmly on the ground. As he lifted himself up, a sharp pain struck his thigh.
"F-F*ck!" he screamed. The green skinned man colla
Due to this Autonomy-Chapter 9Chapter 9-RéunisDue to this Autonomy-Chapter 9 by lotsofmoxy
Murdoc Niccals was crying for the second time that day. Finally, his guitarist was back where she belonged: with her family. The old man tightened his arms around her and kissed her cheek.
Noodle's face flushed to a pink color.
"'How've ya been, poppet?" he asked before pulling away from her. Noodle looked down to the floor.
"I-I've managed." she replied vaguely. Murdoc decided not to question her. He would save that later. His main concern right now was 2D.
The bassist ran to 2D's side with Noodle on his heels. He still couldn't determine if the other man was breathing or not. Noodle lowered her head down to 2D's chest and listened for a heartbeat. After twenty seconds of listening, she lifted her head up.
"Well?" Murdoc asked. It was the most urgent tone that Noodle could ever remember.
Noodle looked down to the floor and shook her head. "I couldn't hear anything." she peeped. Murdoc's eyes went wide in shock.
Amarillo :Rewritten:I was in the study with faceache doing nothing but sitting at my desk reading. The dullard was sitting in one of the theater chairs looking out the window at the storm that was raging outside with a blank look on his face. Lighting flashed and the thunder rumbled but I ignored it because it didn't phase me in the slightest bit. After not being able to read anymore, I put the book down and stretched. I then took a bottle of rum out from the bottom right drawer, opened it, and took a big swig. Wiping my mouth on the back of my hand I laid back in my chair and my mind had drifted to her. A small smile played on my lips as I remembered all the memories that we had. She was the only woman next to Noodle that I had total respect for. She saved me from myself in a way and saw past the boozing and the womanizing, then found my heart and mended it. I fell in love with her and she with me. When we began dating the revolving door of women stopped and the excessive boozing slowed down a bit. RusseAmarillo :Rewritten: by Araiya
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