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Post by AdminMonkey on Aug 20, 2006 1:29:20 GMT -5
FanFiction Comp. - Your task is to write a GorillazFanfiction! :U
- You can use your own characters! :U
- Comp starts NOW!
- Comp ends 1st of September!
- First Prize is a sandwich! >:I
- Gay is gooooood >:U
- Pedos are baaad >:U
- Dont post your fanfics here >:ITo enters nows just say jooblers >8U Jooblers:Lord Tazer Takeda |
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on Aug 20, 2006 1:30:38 GMT -5
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DUBLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS
Stupid monkey. :I
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Post by AdminMonkey on Aug 20, 2006 1:32:41 GMT -5
HOW DARE YOOOOOOOUUU >8U
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on Aug 20, 2006 1:38:46 GMT -5
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I dunno.
>:U
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yeah..
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Takeda-qeuto
Worthless sod
Mudsdoll brought the fluffy cuffs!
In love with a sattellite!
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Post by Takeda-qeuto on Aug 20, 2006 5:43:10 GMT -5
Jooblers O.o
I wanna enter.
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Post by lordtazer on Aug 20, 2006 9:32:52 GMT -5
Jooblers. I would like to join.
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on Aug 20, 2006 22:39:08 GMT -5
TWO-D
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Post by evie on Aug 21, 2006 5:12:53 GMT -5
Jooblerrss..
I'm not signing up.
I just like that word >_<
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on Aug 21, 2006 8:51:54 GMT -5
>8U SPAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
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Post by evie on Aug 21, 2006 8:54:38 GMT -5
That was spam tooo >8U atlest i said more than one word.
-u-
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on Aug 21, 2006 8:58:36 GMT -5
i...
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>;u
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yeah..
owned.
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Post by evie on Aug 25, 2006 20:42:40 GMT -5
.. How long untill the first of September? ._.
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Post by Murduck on Aug 26, 2006 2:30:54 GMT -5
..About 5 days.
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Post by evie on Sept 1, 2006 5:27:04 GMT -5
LIAR IT BE TODAY LOL! POST YER FANFICTIONS BATCHAZ! 8F
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Post by lordtazer on Sept 1, 2006 5:57:34 GMT -5
Oh noes! I forgotz!
Oh well, I'll use one of my existing ones. :B
A dark cloud hung over the abandoned building of Kong Studios, once the home of Gorillaz. After the debut album, 2D, Murdoc, Russel and Noodle attempted to make a movie. A few problems came up, and the band decided to go their seperate ways. Three years on, in late 2004, the Studios lay in ruin, demons and zombies causing chaos without anyone to stop them.
Another day of the usual, and it was finally starting to get to the people who lived in the area. They had to stare up at that...thing constantly, always at risk from the walking corpses that stumbled about the graveyard, sometimes escaping. The least they could do to try to stop this was to demolish the building. They thought something wasn't right about it, that it had an immense evil inside it, and destroying it would sort everything out. But with the Gorillaz gone, they could do whatever they liked with it.
So it was agreed. All the people in the local area requested that Kong Studios would be demolished if nobody arrived to look after it within 24 hours. Later that same day, a bus pulled up at the local stop, and it wasn't very often that people wanted to go there. Out of the vehicle stepped a teenage girl, who was accompanied by a small, ragged monkey.
"Well, Mike. We are back at Kong Studios. I wonder if anyone has returned already?" she smiled, picking up the ape and sitting him on her shoulder.
When the teen arrived outside the rusted iron gates of Kong, she realised that something was wrong. Normally, when the building was being lived in, the gates were to be kept ajar, and well-maintained. She shoved them open, and started to hurry up the hill.
"Stick close...there are many unpleasant creatures living around here, and if you do not know how to fight, or how to defend yourself, then they may get you." she warned to the monkey, who gave a small gulp and wrapped his arms around her neck tighter.
[Three months later, and Kong has been cleaned up a bit.]
Noodle searched through the fridge. She'd been shopping for a few things a week ago, but supplies were running low again. She wouldn't last much longer alone without some more money. She still had a bit of work to do, and she decided to call for a pizza so she could be getting on with it. As she walked over to where the phone sat, she saw a taxi pull up outside the gates. She squinted though the dark windows, but couldn't see who was in the taxi. Noodle walked down to the lobby after she saw the figure walking towards the building. When she got there, she saw a familiar face peering through the glass.
"You're back!" Noodle gasped, running to open the glass doors. Russel Hobbs, the drummer of Gorillaz walked in, dragging a large suitcase behind him.
"Yeah, Noodle-girl, I'm back. Look at yo'! All grown up now!" he smiled. It soon dropped. "Yo' been here on yo' own?"
Noodle led him to one of the locked doors in the corridor behind the desk. She sat down in one of the old chairs.
"I shall tell you what I did in the time off." she said, "I went back to Japan, and I began searching for the answer to my memory loss. While I was looking around some familiar places, at least, they seemed familiar..., I came across a man, and he claimed to be my old mentor. Before I knew what had happened, I could remember things clearly. But they were things I thought were fictional, things that I saw every night in my dreams. I could also speak English. I could remember...remember killing alongside other people of my age. He told me I was one of the 23 child soldiers. He also told me I have special passwords to make me forget, remember, and go on a killing spree. But I need you to help me. I can't trust the other two, and I was hoping you would already be here, or you would come first. If those passwords were to fall into the wrong hands..."
Russel nodded, then gave a puzzled look at Mike. "What is that?" he asked. Noodle lifted the monkey onto Russel's lap.
"This is Mike...I found him while I was away."
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