Malcolm
- Masterful Virgin -
20th Century Boy (only not really)
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Post by Malcolm on Dec 11, 2008 12:35:54 GMT -5
((tag Jess. Or, y'know, whomever.))
Malcolm hadn't had much luck in starting up a new band, but he figured at first that he could always try to find some existing one and start to network. After that, it occurred to him that he could just get a gig as a performer, and everything would improve from then on in.
There was a certain area of Paris where there were a large number of nightclubs and cabarets, where no one looked twice if glitter was smeared all down your cheekbone, where it seemed moderately attractive if you were rather tight pants and platforms, and that was entirely where Malcolm intended to be. Strutting down the street in feather boa and top hat, Malcolm strolled into the first club whose name caught his attention and decided to ask if he could audition, right there, on the spot.
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Post by The Emcee on Dec 12, 2008 15:26:36 GMT -5
((I'm heeere! Also, are you having trouble finding a suitable model for him?))
"Saaaank you my lieblings!" The Emcee exclaimed after finishing a number that had him hanging upside down from the roof and swinging around and picking up women. It had been his idea and so far he was having fun with it.
"Now I vant to introduce you all to se cabaret dancers! Ser names aren't important rvight now, because I am too laaazy to tell you sem. But if you get close enough, each of sem have ser names tattoed on ser bottoms!"
He winked and ran off stage to re-do his makeup for the next act and was stopped by a young dancer with a large chest, as she spoke he proceeded to nibble on her neck.
"Monsieur listen, ahehe, monsieur zere is a boy 'ere who wants to audition, monsieur emcee are you listening?"
"Mmmhm, boy, audtion" he said through kisses.
"Zen go meet him!" She exclaimed and finally managed to push him off and scamper off backstage.
"Reowr!" He pushed through the curtains and looked around, he saw the boy who she had mentioned and ran over to him "Your cute" he said with an extension of his hand "I am se Emcee."
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Malcolm
- Masterful Virgin -
20th Century Boy (only not really)
Posts: 7
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Post by Malcolm on Dec 12, 2008 15:42:41 GMT -5
((Nah, just not on a computer with Photoshop au moment. The character is played by Brian Molko in the film and someone's got a site with a million screen captures from the film somewhere so I should have an icon eventually.))
Malcolm was waiting in the back of the room, lounging with his chin his hand rather languidly and with an air of impatience, when the Emcee arrived. He had decided that he liked this place and it could use him rather well, he was certain. Besides, the girls looked as wanton as he was.
Malcolm smirked at the flattery, well aware of it and enormously pleased to have it pointed out, and took the man's hand smartly to shake it. Looking him over he decided he was even more pleased to be recognized as cute by this person and his smile widened.
"Malcolm," he responded. "I'd like to arrange a time to audition for you. Absolutely any time whatsoever and for however long you'd like." That the word audition sounded like a euphemism for something else was entirely deliberate and his smile was almost a pout, but he was completely serious and did not believe in toying around with the truth.
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Post by The Emcee on Dec 12, 2008 15:54:44 GMT -5
((Oh, okay cool beans. Yea I'm thinking about burning a copy of my photoshop 7 and installing it on my office computer so I can do photomanips and make icons at work, lol.))
The Emcee smirked, holding the young mans hand long enough to twirl him around "Howf about now? Hrm? My next number is not for anoser 15 minutes, so-" he waved at Malcolm and plopped down on the couch watching him with a critical eye.
He'd hire him anyway, that was for sure, he was far too cute to let leave, but he better be able to sing and at least shake his-
Tooshie, he's got a nice tooshie.
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Malcolm
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20th Century Boy (only not really)
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Post by Malcolm on Dec 12, 2008 21:35:15 GMT -5
This Emcee. Malcolm liked him already. He'd just better like Malcolm back, as Malcolm could be particularly vindictive when rejected, and besides, it was bad for his self-esteem. In addition to that, Malcolm was pretty convinced of his own singing abilities.
"Mm, sorry I haven't got my guitar," said Malcolm. He cleared his throat, smiled self-assuredly, and began to sing the now-infamous 'Every You Every Me', now famous as That Song All Youtube Slash Pairing Videos Are Made To but which is still infectiously addictive.
((*a song that is by Placebo rather than from Velvet Goldmine. Well, shuttup. He's an OC and I can do what I pleases.))
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Post by The Emcee on Dec 13, 2008 14:32:28 GMT -5
((I loves me some Placebo))
The Emcee watched gleefully, he had light a cigarette, but he wasn't even smoking it, it was just lying limp between his lips. He was intrigued to say the least, the boy could be his double if he tried hard enough. He was of course not as good looking as The Emcee knew he was, but definitely close.
As he finished The Emcee stood up and clapped his cigarette throwing ashes about and eventually dropping it "You are hired! Oh most hired, ja!"
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Malcolm
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20th Century Boy (only not really)
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Post by Malcolm on Dec 13, 2008 22:44:59 GMT -5
Malcolm smiled and touched the brim of his hat in appreciation that seemed almost like an afterthought, then strolled over to the couch the Emcee had seated himself at and said, by way of thanks, "You should never waste a cigarette."
He plucked it from his lips, took a drag, and threw himself onto the couch, crossing his legs. He pulled it out of his mouth and blew smoke out with a purse of his lips, then held it up as though offering it back and raised an eyebrow, playful smile lingering over his mouth.
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Post by The Emcee on Dec 15, 2008 14:04:13 GMT -5
The Emcee giggled playfully and took a couple steps toward him, lowering himself behind the cigarette and taking a slow drag "No you shouldn't."
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Malcolm
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20th Century Boy (only not really)
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Post by Malcolm on Dec 31, 2008 16:31:39 GMT -5
Malcolm's smile widened. No matter how degenerate he was, there was something almost innocently appreciative in the smile the wider it got. He glanced at the butt of the cigarette almost coyly, as though it had just caught his eye.
"Hmm. Can't tell whose lipstick is whose, can you? You know, they make a rather nice color together, don't they?" he said, looking back up at the Emcee with a self-satisfied smile, curled up in the corners like a contented, purring, manic cat.
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Post by The Emcee on Jan 8, 2009 5:43:39 GMT -5
The Emcee took another step toward Malcolm and was suddenly sitting right next to him "I like it, like a red rose in se summer" he whispered in to the boys ear.
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Malcolm
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20th Century Boy (only not really)
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Post by Malcolm on Jan 8, 2009 15:11:05 GMT -5
Malcolm smiled, self-satisfied and maybe a bit saucy, too, lifting an eyebrow. He traced a dark-nailed fingertip down the Emcee's jawline lightly. "Just the sort of color I'd like my mouth to be..."
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Post by The Emcee on Jan 9, 2009 13:29:22 GMT -5
The Emcee had always been good with words, but he decided now wasn't the time for them. With one hand on the boys thigh and the other at the back of his neck, he pressed his lips firmly against Malcom's with a cat like grin.
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