Little Dreamer Galaxy :)

Part 6 It takes about six minutes of coaxing for Noodle to say anything as she sits at the table, sipping some coffee.             “We need to talk about that head you’re keeping in your room,” says Murdoc.             “Don’t change the subject,” I sigh, “Also, what?”             “It’s behind the screen. I feed it at night.” Her voice drops to a whisper in the dark and now I’m nervous. “I have his brain hooked up to a machine. I want him to sing on my song. His name is Shaun.”             Yeah, like that’s not creepy at all.             “I’m just having trouble coming up with a hook. Any ideas Murdoc?”             “Guys,” I say. “We’re getting o...

This isn’t going to work. I knew that from the get-go. I can’t stay here. I have too many feelings for 2-D. And I can’t get attached. And I can’t live with Murdoc—I came here to escape my old life, not constantly be reminded of it. Well. Do I have anywhere else to go? Not really? Should I just move into an old abandoned house and not be seen? Could I sustain myself? Yes, I can. I’ll live as an outlaw. I don’t have another choice. I need to sneak out of the house. It’s late night, and I hope everyone is in bed. I see Noodle sleeping above me, and look at my wrist with guilt. We made friendship bracelets. Friends don’t just leave friends alone…. I have to say something. I take a slip of paper and scribble: Noodle: I’m leaving. I don’t know where I’m going yet, and I can’t live with 2-D and Murdoc. I’m so sorry. I would be intrusive to them. I’m so sorry. xxSemixx. I don’t know if it’s good enough. I don’t want to go. But I don’t have a choice. I grab my bag and slip out the door and do...

No, Loki and Ingrid isn’t over yet. I may not write much more until endgame comes out, because I want to see how the story ends with Thanos and Thor, etc. Probably not seeing it until the 27th, so no spoilers plz. Anyway, I do plan to take it through infinity war and endgame, wrapping it after. As for other writings, Denial may never come back. It was an intriguing premise and I tried, but it just wasn’t working for me. I was trying to write a semi-realistic world where you would need to suspend your disbelief a bit. I’m not against this idea at all, in fact I consider the Gorillaz universe to be an AU, although creepier than I initially would have gone with Denial, as Gorillaz wasn’t one of my inspirations back then. Now that I have my new series (which I hope to continue through all phases and even upcoming ones) I feel like I can play around in a world that isn’t quite my own. I love the character dynamics of Gorillaz , and I was never afraid for my writing to get dark, so there’s t...

PART FOUR I wake up to a trio of knocks on the door. Noodle is already awake, and from the looks of things, she hasn’t slept. Up writing. I can appreciate that. I hope it wasn’t my fault.             “Come in!”             The door creaks open as 2-D comes in balancing a half-spilled cup of coffee in one hand and a platter of burnt toast in the other. “I made toast. And Murdoc hit me over the head with a frying pan.”             “Cool. And not cool. I’ll—”             “Don’t worry about it, Nu. There was an incident with the eggs.”             I never liked eggs personally, but I don’t say anything.             “I would have made them, but Murdo...