The New Genius (open)

[lexicai]

Song: New Genius by Gorillaz, recommend listening
Listen: www.youtube.com/watch?v=MCIL3r136T4

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The night was alive, although that sounded rather cliche', considering most people in this place were undead, but it felt lively to say the least. Cyanide smelled musky, a mixture of smells combined with pleasure and savage pheromones running wild. The music, however, sounded as dead as most club music could be.

This would not do. Not to Lexicai. The changeling peeked his head out from the back of the stage, his reptilian slitted eyes narrowed. He slipped his tongue across the rows of razor sharp teeth in his mouth as he waited to be called out. These people were no longer going to hear robotic music coming from a machine. Not if he could help it.

Finally, his name was called out, and some members had gone silent. They knew who Lex was. He could feel a bit of pride grow inside him. Unlike most slaves, he seemed to be favored quite a bit from many onlookers. But he was Cyanide's property. At least for now. He wondered if he would eventually be thrown into the slave auction one day.

Not truly caring, he let himself go, the music flowing out of him in the way faeries could. No being in this club would be able to block out this song; not when the music itself was in everyone's head.

Faded multicolored lights flashed around his person as he walked upon the stage, his voice thrumming with the tune before he made it to the set microphone. Although he had no real use for it, it added to his effect.

Lex was always one to find use in the most useless of objects. Finally he began to sing, his face awashed with light, possibly giving him the appearance of glowing.

"Yeah,
Dream on my world
I live on my world..."

Lexicai swayed with the music, his long, slender, decorative fingers entwining with the microphone as he leaned forward. His voice was considered hypnotizing, but in the way he made everyone listen - and as his gaze slipped across the crowded night club, he made it think that every individual thought he was only watching them.

Although his faery blood wasn't completely full, the music pulsing out of him would eventually cause someone to move with the rhythm, but the dangers of dancing until you die were not in effect. However, he did manage to make desires grow inside each person - their hidden urges would be brought forth tonight.

Lex formed a seductive smile, his eyes half lidded as he let the music and his voice pour out of him.

"Going off my head down to
Somewhere
Goin' on the best of tune

And pressure today
I blew a bad man away today

He had a gun
Had to be done
I blew the man away..."

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Lex flickered his lashes upward, his eyes bright and shining; a hidden desire buried deep inside them. He searched the crowd, possibly for someone he could have fun with during the musical interlude. He took one of his hands away from the pole-connected microphone and slowly and delicately traced his porcelain, marble smooth cheek, his painted claws leaving a faint trail of blood that he licked away with his tongue. If he was going to have any fun with one of these creatures tonight, he was going to give them quite a show first.

His hand slowly moved down to his collar, his fingers curling around the large silver loop.

"Brother, sister too
Do what you must do
Don't trust people you meet.

Yeah, yeah
They might promise you
That the river ain't deep..."

And finally came the musical interlude, his eyes searching anyone in particular to set himself on the prowl for to tease. He could already smell the sex, drugs, and liquor swirling in the air. It was even stronger now when he had begun his song.

[sheismypain]

it's just a jump to the left;;and then a step to the right

with your hands on your hips;;you bring you knees in tight

It was hell all over again. Well 'Card did allow her to dance, even if it was for one more night. She hadn't sold from the night before, seemed no one wanted the girl that got one good punch in before getting sucked dry. Sliding up to the pool, the fiery Neko skimmed her finger over the cold metal bar, her eyes watching the crowd.

Wearing almost nothing, as it seemed all dancers did, but the black, ripped fishnets; black, leather mini skirt, and of course the black corset with the red insert along the side. The corset was in tube-top fashion and only shoved her ample chest farther out, making her look like a bigger whore. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders while her ears were pinned back against her head in anger. The crowd was full of people, but of course, that was every other night she was on the stage being an item. It had to be the place, over filling with vamps and other inhuman monsters.

Upon hearing the drone of the regular music, Nina raised her pale arms over her head and became to wiggle her ass in the men's face, while swaying her hips and body to the music. Allowing to run her, Nina made her way back to the cold metal pole and swung around it. The routine was engraved into her mind, while the songs were all the same. It was the same in every club. Locking her legs around the pole, she let go with her hands and freely swung around, ignoring the feelings of sex and lust. That was all men wanted, sex. There was no suck thing as love anymore, only lust. Lust of a body, not a mind.

Hearing the music being played inside her head, Nina smiled and moved her body to faster, more erotic beat. It was what the club needed and she intended to use the music to the best she could. Done sliding and swinging around the pole, Nina crawled her way to a man at the end of the runway. Throwing her back, exposing her neck and swinging her hair, Nina allowed the music to run her, eat away her anger and pain.

Running her hands down the man's body, shoulders to lap, pulling away just as her fingertips grazed his member. Giving a seductive smile, she moved to the next man, dancing around him, her hips always within touching distance, always pulling away just before he would touch her. Watching the others dance in the crowd, Nina didn't dare stop, she could feel bills being pushed into her skirt and cleavage. She knew the money would go to 'Card, but maybe she could avoid the sex with him. He always did creep her out.

Sliding back up to the pole, Nina froze as she noticed who was singing. His appearance was not among the gods, but the way he looked.. it was almost alien. He looked like a man fused with a lizard, but the music he sang was beautiful. Shaking her head free of the thoughts of hunting the man as a cat would hunt a lizard like a toy. Sliding up and down the pole, she listened to the music, her eyes closed, confident that she wouldn't fall. Her body swayed with the music, and desires filled her.

It was the kind of things that would make someone's mother blush, while Nina dared not ignore them, but worked them into her dance. The voice seemed to stay, while the music continued to play. Feeding on the sexual desires she could read in everyone's aura, Nina decided to play it close to the gun that night.

Jumping down from the runway, Nina danced her way through the crowd, skirting tables and people, but came to dance on the lap of a handsome, if not ancient, vampire. She ran her hands up his legs, while she whispered sweet-nothings in his ear. Spinning around, Nina continued her lap dance, feeling bills being shoved down the back of her skirt. Glancing up to the stage, she noticed the eyes. She kept dancing, not because she wanted to, but because something made her dance. The eyes up at the stage caught her only for a second, but her desires sprang to a new level. He was looking for a new toy. Boys and their toys.

but it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane

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Song: Time Warp - Rocky Horror Picture Show
Should be doing: Hmk
Notes: Hope you don't mind the dancer