Part 1: Where's Russ?

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(2-d's POV)

God, I hate it here. Stupid fucking murdoc keeping me in this room.... occasionally that ginormous blow hole of a fish coming and checking up on me. Well sorry you probably don't understand, let me explain. So there I was, minding my own business when all of a sudden, I smell something... sweet. I began to feel... well sleepy. Next thing I woke up in a suitcase, and by kicking it as hard as I can, I managed it get it open. When I stood up I realized I was on a bright pink island in the middle of the goddamn ocean.
"Bout time ya wake up, faceache."
oh that familiar voice. The voice that has tortured me for years.
"Da bloody hell am I doing here murdoc?
Now I didn't hate murdoc, I just didn't like him most of the time. Sometimes he's a lovely fellow, when he wants to be at least. Well whatever on with the story.
"Were making a new album! And welcome to Plastic beach, my friend! Don't you love it?"
"...it's.... uhm lovely".
"Well actually it doesn't matter what you think of it, your staying in the downstairs room."
Murdoc hit me in the head with a bottle, then I wake up in a small room with a circle window. My bed was right under that. There was also a tv with all my favorite horror movies, and a few... let's say *cheeky* movies.

(Your POV)

Well let's get this straight. I absolutely fucking love the gorillaz.... and not just feel good inc. My favorite song by them is actually November Has Come. Now ever since I was a child I had a crush on 2-d, his goofy smile, his large black eyes, his azure blue hair, he was just perfect. So, I used to live in New York with Russell. Which doesn't sound so weird when you realize he's my step-brother. Although he is older than me by a long shot. I'm 26 and he's 35. (Oh and btw 2-d is 32 in this story, as he was in plastic beach). Well anyways he went missing. I looked for him everywhere, asked everyone, ya know, what you'd normally do when ya bro gone missing. And I already knew that The Gorillaz were at plastic beach because me and Murdoc are how you say, friends. I don't like him that much though. So I decided to go there to try to find my brother.

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