“That’s good, but you spelled one wrong. ‘Sodding’ 'as got two ’d’s, love.”
Murdoc helping Noodle learn English. Also the last he time he was allowed to after Russel found out he was teaching her by having her translate swears.
(As a side note, I had no idea that tumblr was so thirsty for Murdad and Uncle Muds)
Murdoc has two modes/reactions when it comes to Noodle: Murdad, and Uncle Muds.
No one knows which one is going pop up in any given situation, which makes things extra interesting.
Especially when he and 30 year old Noodle visit the pub and that one creeper starts sniffing around and can’t take a hint.
It will go one of two ways:
Uncle Muds will drawl from his seat with an amused grin “Jus’ walk away, mate,”
Creeper, *scoffing*: Or what? You’ll kick my arse, you old coffin dodger?
Uncle Muds, half drunk *gravelly chuckle*: Nah, mate,“ gestures lazily to Noodle, ”She’ll kick your s***ing arse. An she’ll kick it so hard you’ll be wearin’ your arse**** like a collar. I’ll just do the gentlemanly thing and call you an ambulance when she’s done.“
Noodle, with That Look in her eye*cracks her knuckles like Uncle Muds taught her*
Creeper doesn’t take the hint and puts his hands on Noodle.
Noodle: hands Creeper his arse in a takeaway bag.
Uncle Muds rumbles approvingly "Well done, love!” , ruffles her hair, then buys her another drink.
Or
Murdad *growls threateningly from his chair* :“Back off yew t**t! She’s not interested!”
Noodle tries to calm Murdoc, but Creeper puts his hands on her.
Creeper *grabbing Noodle’s arm*:“ Let’s ditch this old s*d and-!”
Before Noodle can react, Murdad is up and breaking a chair over the Creeper’s head, and is incoherently screaming in a blind rage while beating seven kinds of doo doo out of the guy. No one puts their hands on Noodle without her consent!
Creeper lands a few punches, but he’s not much of a match. Murdoc more than knows how to fight, and has had a lifetime of practice.
Noodle has to wrestle Murdoc off the guy and practically frog march him out of the pub before the authorities show up.
Mom Russel is not pleased when they get home and Angry Drunk Murdad has to explain his black eye and split lip.
It has come to my attention that this is not an official magazine cover. This is actually some hecking awesome fanart (coloring and mock up) by @glowrillaz that had me completely fooled! It is so well done! I claim zero ownership of the artwork, and I apologize if I have stepped on the artist’s metaphorical toes by unkowingly editing and reposting their work into an anaglyph. @glowrillaz , if you would like for me to remove this post, I gladly will! I had no intention of stealing your amazing art!
Turns out he was grumpy in my last doodle because he was thinking about the night he got drunk and tried to roast Cortez in the oven.
He thought he was dead all these years, but Cortez suddenly showed up, croaked angrily at him for five minutes, pecked him sharply on the head, and now they are BFF’s again!
(According to the Gorillaz Almanac, Murdoc did get drunk on absinthe, and tried to roast the raven after his takeaway was not delivered. Cortez escaped, leaving behind some frazzled feathers, and now works at the Tower of London.)
Sorry, guys. I put my sacroiliac joint out, and I can’t bend down to pull my scanner out from under my desk, so a cellphone photo is the best I can do.
I think Hell invented a 10th level to yeet me into just for that first video I posted. This one probably is no less cursed. I apologize in advance for your nightmares. You have been warned!
