Because I’m a big nerd, and an 80’s kid, I’m going to pack all of you into my red Station Wagon, with no seatbelts, no air conditioning (sorry, it broke), and only a casette tape player, and make you travel down Memory Lane with me. And possibly scar you all for life with our atrocious idea of peak neon graphic design.
Y'all went and did it. This is what you voted for, so this is what you are getting. You forced my hand. I hope you are happy!
Before we get to the fun part, I feel like I just need to add a tiny disclaimer:
I am not responsible for any injury/accidents that may include, but are not limited to: choking, fainting, stubbing you toe, broken phone screens, vocal chord strain, sudden temporary blindness/loss of vision, messages of brain.exe has stopped working, unexplained muscle spasms, tingling sensations, ringing in the ears, spontaneous combustion, wildly erotic dreams, wildly disturbing nightmares, vivid daydreams causing awkward situations, sudden urges to write fanfiction, trouble sleeping, or death.
Murdad watching Saturday morning cartoons with his FedEx Kid
(Most tv stations dropped Saturday morning cartoons in 1992, but one or two still broadcast them until 2004, so Noodle would have gotten to enjoy the tail end of the best cartoon era!)
Mom Russel coming into the livingroom: I told you to stop eating on the couch—!
Murdad, already emotionally invested in Sailor Moon: SHHHH! Shut yer gob! This Sailor Moon bird is going to kick that Queen Beryl slag’s bottle!
@beebzly Who ordered the Soft Murdad with a side of Noodle?
On a side note, I’m low key mad that we only got to see Murdoc wear a hoodie ONCE, so I drew him in his Phase 1 hoodie!
Need to take a moment and leave the room to go cry over this picture
@radioactive-goo I ’m gonna make you cry a little more by creating a little backstory/scenario for this picture:
The band and some collaborators are standing around in the studio, discussing details for their next video, when Noodle leans on Murdoc with a tired yawn. Without even a break in his conversation, Murdad grabs a throw blanket off the couch, and scoops up Noodle, bundling the blanket around her. He keeps right on talking while everyone else desperately tries not to loose their collective doo doo as they watch Murdoc F-ing Niccals begin gently swaying from side to side, his FedEx Kid resting comfortably in his arms. Noodle is out like a light 10 seconds later and a picture ends up on the internet.
