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SHARKS WITH KNIVES: THE TRUE STORY OF HOW ROY MUSTANG CAME TO MANTICORE

By I. Yuriev

Like anyone that follows music, we were saddened by the sudden cuts both major labels gave to members of bands but are also incredibly excited over new additions in the roster to fill in what the cuts left behind. One of which is MANTICORE'S own newest lead guitarist, Roy Mustang. His former band, Ignition Point was often a warm up band for MANTICORE and sometimes Roy would step in Orion's place in performances. It would make sense for him to fill in the lead guitarists shoes.

But the truth however is much more sinister.

"They took him man." Mark Aguilar, bassist of Ignition Point commented. "Backstage I saw them come to the stage after we played. That crazy shark motherf****er had a knife to him while the big ass shirtless drummer with bad tattoos and that hot chick bassist were guarding any escapes so Roy couldn't leave. Genos tried to smooth things over, but it was pretty obvious Squalo wanted the knife out."

Then things got really tense. "Roy's got this handmade rigged guitar ya know, it's his baby. It's not just any guitar, it shoots flames. That's how we named the band after seeing him nearly set his apartment ablaze on youtube. Anyway, Roy had the guitar pointed at Squalo. What does he do? The shark asshole just laughs and takes him away. An hour later Roy met us in a diner someplace, said his goodbyes and said he was joining MANTICORE." When asked if he feels bitter about losing his lead guitar, Aguilar had this to say.

"Kind of. But hey, Roy is great guitarist that deserves to be in MANTICORE. I wish it could be done a little better, but I wish him the best."

The other members of Ignition Point could not be reached for comment.

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[ Just chilling in one of the lounges, casually reading through. He looks amused. ]

Huh. They didn't even call me unstable. Small victories.

[ Roy narrowly escapes choking on his drink when he sees what Squalo is referring to. As much youtube fame as Roy has, he's not used to seeing his name in the press. ]

Hm. And what explanation will you give curious fans? Would you call yourself unstable?

[ Roy isn't all too glad to be reminded of the experience he had that night. ]

[ He arches a brow, looking like he's about to burst out laughing. ]

I'm me. I don't do explanations. I do fucked up shit and they gobble it up like heaven's sent.

[ He leans back in his seat, tossing the magazine back on the table. ]

And what would you call stable, straight-laces? Going by the law? Being nice? Denying yourself simple pleasures? Spending your whole life too afraid to do something, or someone? Settling for mediocrity? If that's what it means, I'll gladly call myself mad. Hell, scream it from the fucking rooftops.

Oh no. It's not about talent or success. I'd call it something more along the lines of basic human decency.

[ He's half-teasing. Half. Roy is still making his mind up about the band cellist. ]

[ brb pours himself a drink ]

What's that? Is it good with jalapeno?

[ he's probably joking back. ]

Oh yeah! It's good with EVERYTHING!

It's so popular it can win you everyone's hearts. It's something that will stick with a man his entire life, even after he's old and no longer performing. Best of all it's a great way to meet friends who like you for more than your money and fame. Keeps you out of jail too- even the police like it!

[ He listens, his expression gradually going more and more flat. ]

Pass.

That reaction doesn't surprise me.

I hope for your sake you don't end up in jail for another stunt like that. I hear it's not nearly as fun in there as it is out here and the food is terrible.

[ puts his feet on the table like nbd ]

Did you hear that from me? 'Cause it's true.

[ been there done that ]

How long were you in for?

Six months. [ His look goes a bit distant. ] I got to Americana with just a backpack and my cello, both of which got stolen from me on the first week. I was still a few months away from being able to get a legal job without a parent or guardian's permit, so I kinda resorted to mugging. [ shrug. ]

[ congratulations you've unlocked some of the backstory! ]

Edited 2016-02-07 12:04 (UTC)

You came to Americana alone before you were sixteen? [ That's impressive. ]

[ That might've been before the legislation when the 'adult' age was still eighteen, or maybe he actually did -- let's say the brainwashing didn't go into too much detail on this part. (Since mun is lazy.) ]

Yeah. Or, well. I ran away from home, to be exact.

All the way from Europa right? That's a long way to run.

[ He's not going to pester Squalo for the tiny details about why he ran off. That's for him to decide if he wants to share. ]

You were hoping to become a musician, I'm guessing?

More opportunities. And I wanted to get pretty far, I guess.

[ He shrugs half-heartedly. ]

Kinda. I've started performing around ten, but not what I wanted to.

Did they disapprove of you 'rocking the cello' instead of sticking to the classics? [ Parents and some music teachers could be so very hung up on tradition. ]

Something like that. [ He flashes a vague grin. ] Do you imagine me fitting in with an orchestra?

No. Maybe if you were tied to the chair and your mouth was taped shut. [ Tease. ]

Exactly. [ Laughing to himself for a moment, his usual hyena laugh. ] I don't regret it. Gave me some killer techniques. But it was time to let it go and I did it gladly.

Not every artist was meant for classical music. Anyone who has actually played should know that. [ Apparently Squalo's parents had not? Or they had given in to their own parents' demands long ago. ]

That's very true. [ Well, one of them was a classical critic, and another a low level escort. So no, they probably weren't playing music. ]

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