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Junkyard Carnival On Fast Track To “Club 27”?

Junkyard Carnival On Fast Track To “Club 27”?

by Frances Jones

With a new member, an album on the way, and a fantastic performance at this year’s South Vista Music Festival, it would appear that Junkyard Carnival is going strong as ever. But is that truly the case, or is it a carefully crafted front to assure fans that all is well with their favorite hellions, while in reality the band is barely holding on?

The management was extremely tight-lipped about the circumstances of the recent firing. Could it be that the wild Carnies lifestyle caught up to Wakana Sonozaki before the rest, possibly leaving her unfitting to fulfill her role as a drummer?

And we might be facing some much more painful replacements in near future.

The brilliant frontwoman Lucifer is reported to have posted a series of disturbing tweets a few weeks ago, detailing her early demise, giving herself as much as two years to live. Another publicity stunt, or could it be that she’s already feeling the effects of star sickness?

Moreover, the band’s bassist, who is better known for his brawls and troubles with police than music by now, has been caught on camera exclaiming regular usage of heroin. Is the bad boy Xanxus just trying to keep up his bad reputation, or is he actually overcome with addiction that’s been known to take people to the grave in the matter of months?

Is it too late? Would the music world and teenage population perhaps be better off without questionable rolemodels like this? Or can the Carnies still dispel whatever inner turmoil is causing this undoubtedly self-destructive behaviour and carry on with their legend?

In an attempt to shed some light on this situation, our reporters have reached out to the allegedly reasonable member of the group, Yuffie Kisaragi, asking her if the matters were really as dire as they seem. Unsettlingly, she happily insisted that "well, everyone's gonna be dead eventually,” and subsequently, suggested the journalist team to “fuck off”.

Make sure you get the chance to hear them live this season... just in case.

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[ Some of them might even br official promos, so yeah. He looks right back at her, not moving an inch as she gets closer, and sticks his tongue out. ]

[ Not exactly Gene Simmons material, but it should be enough to work with. ]

Sounds fun.

[ Thank fuck for fast elevators. They'll be at MANTICORE's floor in no time. Squalo leads the way and sticks his head in to make sure their manager isn't lurking around right now before inviting her in. ]

[Nah, it's not length she'd be interested in anyway-- he looks confident and doesn't balk at the bizarre request. ...and she gets a private showing of that promotional tongue.]

[She smirks and gives him a little show of her own dexterity. 'Silver-Tongued' is not an exaggeration, apparently.]

[But the the tongue-off ends when the elevator gets to their floor. Luci follows, hanging back until Squalo signals that it's clear.]

Huh. Looks a lot like ours, how about that.

[ To be fair, he's always confident. Most of the time, at least. He watches her, then grins, because damn, it's really not an exaggeration. ]

Nice!

[ And into the suite they go! There might be some instrument sounds from a few doors down - probably Orion practicing like the good boy he is, or maybe someone else - but it seems empty enough, and they'll make it to Squalo's room without running into anyone. Once they're in, he shuts the door and turns back to her. ]

Oh? Figures. They fucking hate customization.

[ He's tried to replace the default red sheets with blue ones only to find them changed back every time he went out for a longer time. There's still a couple blue throw pillows remaining, though. And, well, his room is generally clean and tidy (surprise surprise), but there's sure a lot of instruments laying about. And not just cellos; there's a guitar and even a violin rested against one of the amplifiers. ]

[ He's strolling right for the closet, though. ]

Make yourself at home. Let's see...

Not a fan of the red, I see. [Luci smirks as she takes in the blue pillows-- Ankh had the same problem in reverse. He wanted red, Virgo wouldn't give it to him. In her opinion, it's a really particular thing to be concerned about, but she doesn't run the label.]

[The other thing she's drawn to is the violin. She picks it up, looks inside, plucks one of the strings.] You know I feel like I should've picked up the violin. Would've been a funny thing to break out during a show.

Nah, I like it plenty. Just not the best choice for bedsheets. Or maybe they want us to sleep less.

[ He opens the closet door and glances at her with a grin. ]

Hey, it's never too late to get into something new. [ The grin goes wider. ] Hell, if you want private lessons...

[ He pulls out one of (so many) leather coats - the floor-length Matrix-like one with lots of buckles and belts and chains - and holds it up for her too look at, eyebrow arched. How about this one. Cold? Hot? ]

[She barks a laugh at the offer of private lessons.] 'Hey guys, I'm off to get played like a violin-- I mean, play the violin. Play is what I mean.'

[She sets the violin down and looks at the coat with a little wrinkle of her nose.] But that covers your ass. I mean, I guess it looks amazing swept out behind a chair but...

Exactly like that.

[ He'll give her a thumbs-up for it, and toss the coat on the nearest surface (chair? desk? amp?) before continuing to dig through the leather. ]

Not mine, yours. 'Sides, the secret is not to wear anything under it.

[ next week on naked in leather: y/n? ]

Hm... [Luci walks over to the chair/desk/amp and picks up the coat-- it's definitely heavy, and visually striking, but just not her thing. But maybe it'll be better on her...?]

[She sets the coat down and without warning just starts taking her clothes off. Jacket, necklace, shirt, shoes, bra, pants. She's keeping her boyshorts on for the moment, can't give him everything he wants.]

[Luci slips on the coat and holds it closed with her hands. For someone who goes for the androgynous look she has quite a rack, and the coat frames it very nicely.]

I don't know, it seems like too much coat for me.

[ And he's going to watch. Not in that dumb drop everything and ogle way, but just steadily enough to make it clear he appreciates the sight while still continuing to do what he was doing. ]

[ Meaning, he's pulled a few more pieces out by now - another, shorter coat and a couple of jackets - and then she says that. And he stares her right in the eyes as he pulls out what looks like a goddamn dog collar with a chain and holds it up, all casual like. ]

This small enough for you?

[And she stares right back.]

No I think that's more your size. [She smirks. Shark on a leash, that'd be a good day.]

[She pulls one of the shorter jackets and slips it on. If Squalo is at all into the blurred line between male and female, Luci seems to be hitting that mercilessly in this particular jacket.]

Yeah, this is more like it.

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[ That'd be a good day indeed. ]

Only if you put it on me.

[ He'll eye her up and down, give her a double thumbs-up and throw his own coat off before stepping closer. He might not be into blurring specifically but he's into both of those, so anything in between is good to go. ]

[ He'll be tapping a finger under her chin and going for a kiss. Hope that's fine with her, it's got to start somewhere. If she'd rather start by flogging him with a chain, though, that's fine too, just say a word (or throw a punch). ]

[Apparently that day has arrived. The surprises never stop with Squalo, do they? Luci raises her eyebrows slightly, a smile curling up the corners of her mouth as Squalo approaches her. Quite a few kinks up in that long straight hair-- she liked that. Metal boys definitely did it better.]

[Luci tilted her chin up when he tapped, and obliged him with a kiss that pulled his bottom lip between her teeth. She hooked her fingers into his belt loops and yanked. Though she was the least dressed of them, it was clear she didn't see this as any indication of who was in charge.]

You good with a stoplight system? Red-Stop, Yellow-Pause, Green-Go?

[Never let it be said that Luci didn't know what she was doing when play like this started up. Squalo obviously trusted her enough to suggest putting a collar on, but she wanted him to know that she wasn't some newbie at things like this. He is safe with her.]

[ Metal boys are hardcore, obviously. ~~That or he's just a masochist.~~ No worries, the playing ground will even out soon enough. He doesn't plan to keep all those clothes on. ]

[ He goes along with the pull, smirking against her lips and giving it a few light bites of his own, one arm going around her waist to keep her close. ]

Sure. [ he agrees without properly breaking away, and licks the corner of her mouth. ] And you'll tell me what you like and what's a snooze. Deal?

[ Yeah, this is probably another one of his less desirable features. While he respects another person's preferences enough to go with a safety system like this, he barely if ever uses it himself, even if he does end up uncomfortable or in pain. Might want to do it for him if things go that far. ]

[ Also, there's a hand cupping one of her breasts now. Enjoy that subtlety and smoothness. At least he's being relatively gentle so far. ]

[Worry not, Squalo-- truth be told Luci doesn't get off causing actual pain, so her thresholds lie in places where she's confident her partner is still feeling good. Fortunately she's fairly good at telling when people are silently lying to her.]

Deal. [She says, grabbing a fistful of Squalo's hair and yanking his head back firmly.] But I didn't say you could touch my tits just yet, darling. [She explores his exposed throat with her lips and teeth, gently for now.] Now are you going to fetch your collar, or are you going to make me put it on you?

[ Good to know. Or not because he's probably into it, but at least like this everyone will be safe and not need a blood transfusion or something. ]

[ He hisses, but from the way his grin spreads and his eyes narrow, it's pretty obvious he approves of the yanking and the warning. Yeah now that's what he's talking about. ]

Is that an order?

[ His tone is uppity, almost mocking, but that simple word gives him chills for some reason. How strange. Orders isn't something he deals with much, is it? ]

[They hadn't had much time to talk much about Squalo's preferred scenarios and turn-ons, so Luci has to use the few bits he had mentioned and his reactions to figure out what's going to make him happy. Orders, apparently, and being put in his place while pushing back. She does like Squalo, even more because he has teeth, so to speak.]

It is. You going to give me lip for it? Am I going to have to do it by force? [She asks calmly, starting on a hickey just below his jaw.]

[ He's really not very picky, to be fair. He would've gone with something perfectly dull without complaint. The very fact she's playing along with this is enough to make him giddy. ]

I wouldn't complain.

[ He slides one hand up and tugs on the short hair at the back of her head a couple of times. ]

May I retrieve it, then?

[ He sort of let it drop to the floor along with his coat earlier. ]

[The tug on her hair earns Squalo a bite. Not too much tugging, now.]

Go get it, bring it here.

[Luci lets go of Squalo and moves to go make herself comfortable on his bed.]

[ Yay, bites. He'll still do what she says, though. It'd be no fun otherwise. ]

[ He uses the chance to also get rid of his shirt, picks up the collar and then heads for bed, though he's not getting on it. Yet. Instead he'll drop the accessory on her lap and kneel next to her but on the floor, his elbows resting on the mattress, looking up at her with that same toothy expression. ~~Like a dog in his place.~~ ]

Compromise.

[He is terribly adorable like this, Luci thinks as he drops the collar in her lap. She smiles and picks it up, unbuckling it and testing the leather. It seems sturdy and safe-- it's not going to roll up on itself and choke him, definitely a good thing because Luci isn't sure where he keeps his scissors.]

[Smiling benevolently, Luci carefully loops the collar behind his neck taking special care not to catch his hair, then buckles it snugly.] It's the key to a healthy pairing. [She agrees, turning Squalo's head with a finger to his jaw so she can admire the collar and make sure it's not going to constrict his larynx. She seems satisfied.] You want to get up on the bed with me, good boy?

[ Sounds like her mood has considerably improved. Good. He might get offended otherwise. ]

[ He lets her look at him, confidence still radiating from him even though he's on his knees and on a leash. He knows it's a nice view, okay. His hair spreads out like a silver cape once she's done, and he gives her one of those 'like what you see?' looks. ]

Well, that's one of the things I'd like to do with you.

[She loves what she sees. Luci hadn't expected Squalo to end up in a collar kneeling in front of his own bed, but part of her is even more turned on by how comfortable Squalo is whether he's in complete control or on his knees. She sits up, kneeling on the bed herself, and pulling on the leash to draw Squalo up to her.]

Yeah? I'm starting to think I'd love you to do just about anything to me. [She leans down and starts slowly working at his lips again.]

[ Hey, she looks like someone who gets bored quick. Gotta keep her interested, right? Besides, improvisation is always fun. Both on stage and in the bedroom. ]

[ He goes along with the pull, looking almost a little too smug. ]

Careful with the wishes, Devil. [ Gonna nibble her back some, tbh. And he does lift himself enough to sit on the edge of the bed now, sort of leaning toward her, one hand on her shoulder. Almost like a very subtle attempt at pushing her down, which she can either go with or resist fairly effortlessly. ] Never know when some bored genie's gonna pop up and mess with it.

You can't possibly be bored. [Luci lets him push her back, yes, but Squalo is going down with her-- she holds fast to the collar and directs him down with her until they're both on the bed with Squalo between her legs.]

But if you are, I'm not afraid of biting off more than I can chew. [She pulls him into another searing kiss, introducing him to her tongue at last. It's strong, and clever, that much is obvious.] I wish for you to eat me out, for starters.

Hell nah. Do I look like a motherfucking fairy to you? [ Hopefully profanities don't turn her off or we might have a problem here. He breathes out through his teeth in amusement and does his best to give her a hickey before there's more kissing -- well. She sure knows what she's doing. ]

[ There's going to be a bit of a tongue battle here; he enjoys the forcefulness as much as fighting against it. While that's going, he's casually slipping his right hand into her boyshorts, to get familiar with the interior no doubt. Just a bit of teasing with his fingers, a brush here and a press there to gauge how sensitive she is. (And yeah, some of it's definitely centered around her clit, just in case she had any leftover worries he'd have trouble finding it. Nah.) ]

Reasonable request.

[ He'll be breaking away and moving down, providing she lets him -- not in a rush, though. There's going to be a nice string of kisses down her neck, her chest, some extra open-mouthed ones for her breasts (he may or may not favor the left one), then he's trailing his lips down her stomach. His hair's fanned out all around by now and might tickle at her sides. ]

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