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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 30, 2010 21:20:47 GMT -5
Synester watched the crowd. They screamed for him, launched themselves at metal guard rails, all trying to get closer. He pushed brown locks from his ghostly eyes, and stared. They went mad.
Synester grinned wide, and the crowd screamed. He opened his mouth to speak and the crowd began to hush. “Hey how are you all doing tonight?” came his low, sexy voice. “We’re Synning Hearts,” he said and the crowd went nuts. “And we want all you to Bleed Well,” he smiled as people began to freak out. Screaming as the lights dimmed and the music began to play.
Syn stepped up to his mic, leaning over the crowd as he began to sing.
“You had demons to kill within you screaming
With a gun loaded with guilt you opened their eyes
Love preys the living and praises the dead
In the heart of our hearts by death we were wed…”
“Bleed well the soul you're about to sell
for passion deranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail
for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well'
'In hell”
'No love lost under her will', I heard you weeping
And on those words a church was built to keep the pain in
If death is the answer to love's mysteries
Then bleed on my darling to the sound of a dream
“Bleed well the soul you're about to sell
for passion deranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail
for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well'
'In heeeeeeeeelllllllll!!!!!!”
A instrumental solo kicked in and Syn moved his body seductively onstage. The crowd screamed
“Bleed well the soul you're about to sell
for passion deranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail
for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well'
'In hell”
'In hell
In hell…
In hell….” He grinned as the song faded off.
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Post by clementine on Mar 30, 2010 21:32:57 GMT -5
Jude hung back from the writhing mass of fans. He leaned against the bar, chugging down a beer slowly as his eyes ghosted over the seductive singer on stage. He might do...maybe. Jude would need to do a little searching first. The orgy like crowd before him offered the perfect chance for a meal. It was just like a buffet of sweet flesh, ready for the taking.
The only question was, who would be his dinner tonight?
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 30, 2010 21:38:58 GMT -5
Synester watched the crowd as the band performed their set. His voice held them spellbound, and his smiles had people threatening to break through security. HE blew a kiss out into the audience. "Damn, ya'll mind if I get a bit comfortable?" he asked, peeling his shirt from his body in the hot spotlights. The screaming hit an all time high.
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Post by clementine on Mar 30, 2010 22:21:42 GMT -5
Jude barely held a snort back as he watched the little mynx on stage. Damn, the male was fine. All soft curves and lush hair. The Incubus smiled almost wickedly. Oh, this singer would do just nicely. Very soon he'd hear that seductive voice screaming his name.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 31, 2010 5:02:09 GMT -5
Syn returned to the mic, his tattoos visible, and his jeans hanging dangerously low on his slim hips, showing off his tattoo that led down into his pants.
"This song here is called Buried Alive by Love, let us know how you like it." Came his voice again as the song began. Synester sand, and teh crowd screamed out the lyrics. By the end of the night, the band was near deaf from screams, they smiled and headed off stage.
Syn sighed, flopping down on the couch in the back--"Goddamn, we should have them do something about those lights, yeah?" he frowned, toweling himself off. The other band members agreed.
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Post by clementine on Mar 31, 2010 12:00:34 GMT -5
Throwing back his last beer hurriedly, Jude slunk through the crowds, ignoring the touches from males and females alike. He was hungry and already his powers were washing out over the mob to seduce anyone in sight. Jude ignored them all though, intent on only one person. Synester.
The Incubus made his way backstage, no one stopped him for one glance had the human's words caught in there throat. It was outside just outside the ring of couches that he stopped, hidden in the shadows, as he watched his prey with frighteningly cold eyes.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 31, 2010 15:04:58 GMT -5
"We going out to sign shit now?" asked Danny, the band's drummer.
"Yeah, I guess." Syn moaned, "Someone find me a shirt, will you?" he asked, drinking a bottle of water now as Gigi, the band's bassist laid his head in Syn's lap.
"Syn, I swear, if we were all as sexy as you, we'd be getting mad pussy," Gigi sighed, pushing his long blond dreds out of his eyes. "Not that I'm not already, but still. You're like a sex god."
Synester laughed. "You think? Too bad you pulled the short stick in sexiness, mate." he grinned. "Now get off my cock and get out there," he said, pushing Gigi's head.
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Post by clementine on Mar 31, 2010 16:29:47 GMT -5
Gods, human lingo was grating to Jude. He wrinkled his nose with a frown before realizing he was making an un-handsome face. He smoothed out his features, telling himself never to make such an unappealing expression again.
At Syn's mention of a shirt, Juda snagged one from a nearby rack and finally revealed himself. "Will this do?" He asked, voice a deep, rumbling purr meant for late nights between the sheets
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 31, 2010 16:33:21 GMT -5
Syn's head snapped towards the sound as his band had already filed out. He stood, blinking at the...stunning male. "How'd you get back here, mate?" he asked, frowning.
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Post by clementine on Mar 31, 2010 16:40:01 GMT -5
"Oh, I just know my way around." Jude answered smoothly as he practically glided towards Syn, hips swaying ever so slightly. He set the shirt on the back of the couch and eased his tall frame onto the cushions beside Syn, practically invading the small males space. Jude hoped his pheromones would start working soon. He was starving and wanted an easy meal.
"Tell me, do you always perform half...naked? I would think it'd be a bit chilly."
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 31, 2010 16:44:21 GMT -5
Synester frowned, backing away from the male, looking at him and watching the sway of the sexy man's hips. "Yeah well, you ain't s'posed to be back here. Band only." he said, before hearing the male's other question and smirking. "What, you don't enjoy the view?" he said, a bit of his own sexy edge slipping into his low voice before he turned to the door. "I suggest you go somewhere else, mate, elsewise Randy might get a bit P.Oed." he warned. "Randy bein' our bouncer."
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Post by clementine on Mar 31, 2010 17:10:12 GMT -5
Jude frowned ever so slightly. This little male would not be getting away from him. "I assure you that he won't be a worry." He replied, standing again and maybe flexing his muscles a bit for show. "And I enjoyed the view thoroughly." The Incubus added, advancing on Syn. "Do you by chance perform any...private shows?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 31, 2010 17:17:39 GMT -5
Synester watched the male, eyes tracking his movements not noticably. "Not for men, mate." he smirked, but still not letting the male get too close to him. He felt danger from him.
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Post by clementine on Mar 31, 2010 17:22:48 GMT -5
"Aw, c'mon." Jude purred, moving closer as he tried to box Syn in somehow. "Don't tell me you're afraid." He tried for an innocent look but only managed threateningly sexy.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 31, 2010 21:11:30 GMT -5
"Not afraid, no. But rightfully wary. I know when a man bigger than me is tryin' to shag me. And that ain't gonna fly." Syn said, folding his arms. The male was damn sexy, yes, but so was he--and he could pull the same moves.
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