Page 143

Murdoc nooooooo

Scribbled a part from Rise of the Ogre that I like/hate. The first time the band breaks up, and Murdoc almost kills 2-D. D: Page 143.-

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<sub>Rumours abounded of the strange goings on in room 103; the endless click-clacking of the typewriter, the dislocated moans of people on the point of breakdown. Meanwhile inside the smoky den 2-D was still a bottomless pit of story lines.

2-D: I've got a good idea. Here's one. Ok. It's a film. It's set in a beach town in America and unknown to the local residents and tourists there's a giant killer shark lurking in the waters.

Murdoc shot 2-D a murderous stare, quite clearly on the brink of violence.

Murdoc: That's actually "Jaws", you useless goon.

2-D: Well I've got one other.

Murdoc: Don't go into the whole thing. Just gimme the "Elevator Pitch".

2-D: Oh, ok. How about this? This is good. It's about four people stuck in an elevator and they can't leave until they come up with a good story for a film. It's called "Elevator Pitch". We could get Colin Farrell to play you.

Murdoc finally snapped.

Murdoc: AAAAARRGH!! What the hell are we doing? We're musicians, not scriptwriters. This is a joke!

2-D: Well it doesn't have to be Colin Farrell. We could ask Jack Black.

Murdoc exploded, lunging at 2-D. Grabbing his twig-like throat with both hands he began throttling the hapless singer, squeezing the very life out of him. Russell stood up, raising himself to his full height.

Russell: Put him down Muds. Now.

Murdoc, oblivious to the potential danger of a riled-up Russell Hobbs, continued his vicious and merciless assault. 2-D's head was thrown from side to side.

Russell: I said PUT HIM DOWN, MURDOC. BEFORE I DO SOMETHING WE'RE ALL GONNA REGRET.

Noodle too leapt to her feet, throwing herself between Murdoc and 2-D. She bit hard into Murdoc's hand to get him to release his stranglehold, but the red mist had come down and Murdoc held on tight. 2-D's face had now turned a deep shade of blue, matching the colour of his spiky hair. If he'd had eyes they'd have been popping right out of his head by now.

Russ: I AINT GONNA TELL YOU AGAIN. DROP HIM.

Russell lifted up his big medicine ball-sized fist and brought it crashing down upon the bass players head. Murdoc dropped to the floor like a stringless puppet.

Free from Murdoc's grip, 2-D collapsed back onto the sofa and began gasping for air, his puny pigeon chest sucking up deep desperate lungfuls..</sub>
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so yeah Murdoc is a jerk
sorrythisstinks i wasn't going to upload this at first but I figured why not and was too lazy to actually make it look decent so
someone with talent should totally try to draw this part too, I feel like I didn't do it justice

_{(C) jamie hewlett, damon albarn, cass browne
i didnt write any of this, this is from a book written by cass browne with characters created by jamie and damon}