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[As you are Monique, let me be your new man every night]
the unstable universe, a known universe that holds a variety of faculties and clubs for students. that ranges to all kinds of races or types, giving an unknown possibility.
Even most students within this university hold significant popularity within this world. You may not know the troublemaker in your class is a commander of a secret group or perhaps a usual jock student to be a famously known strongest combatant.
and this big university is overseen by 3 main official factions that hold a considerable influence within the university.
the royal faction with parrotX2 as their leader that used to be The law by lettuceK before the overthrow.
the cindercrest faction, a newly emerging faction supported by the caves, a secretive yet powerful unofficial faction. with saparata as their leader.
and the nether faction lead by mostly seniors or graduates and teachers led by clownpierce, one of the combating teachers.
and arach1d is the proud leader of the caves. while it is an unofficial faction. It without a doubt holds quite significant influence. so much that he was even able to push a new faction to emerge simply to prove his power.
but here he is f̶o̶r̶c̶e̶d sitting in the audience seat(ofc VIP seat) watching another useless performance from the school clubs…
you see as one the known universities where fair rights given to all races with no discriminates allowed. so it would only be normal to see all kinds of clubs within this university.
whether it is the usual cooking club or even a sleeping club.
The university motivates the students and clubs give significant support to them.
A club is mandatory for students and each club must show significant proof of why it must continue to be sustained by the university.
which leads to many events where each club showcases their progress and growth in order for the teacher's, fellow students, and admins to know how worth it the existence of the club is.
Not only that, it's not uncommon for the university to directly list a club to join a competition in the name of the university, and just so happened today the theater club was told to attend another competition.
and these events can be mandatory for each student, even teachers.
and this week just so happens to be one of the events.
and just so happens the leader of the club princeZam, a friend(business partner) of his and a leader of another unofficial faction the zam empire f̶o̶r̶c̶e̶ invites him to watch his play.
“They did say the play would be performed for a week at this school. So, if you missed today's play, you might see it again tomorrow." yungy a member of the caves and also a close friend(though arachnid unwillingly admits) of arachnid, started looking at the form given at the entrance.
"And if you're one of the members of zam’s fan club. You'd be here every day of this week." saparata added in as he motion towards one of the audiences that holds a banner of zam’s name.
seeing that arachnid could only grits in annoyance.
‘Who'd go crazy enough to make time in weeks just to watch a stupid performance?’
now finally the stage opened.
and arachnid has to admit it without a doubt is good enough to keep him interested, and that's one thing he has to admit Zam's good at.
The performance was basically about children that tries to prove and reason why they should be the one to live again.
and zam was the one to play the classic two-faced selfish character that used anything to her own benefit.(which is undoubtedly her true self).
It was allright, arachnid clapped in a few points on the performance but it doesn't have anything much he was interested in. He felt himself sinking back to his seat, before he was stopped in the end when a man entered his vision, the entire stage went dark.
“In my life, I was Noel Gruber who worked at Taco Bell in Uranium City, Saskatchewan.” the man stated as he started to slowly strip his top off.
arachnid can feel himself starting to be intrigued by that mischievous man’s smile
“ But in my dreams, I played a different role. I was Monique Gibeau, in post. . . war. . . France. . .” without even a single hesitation. The man wore and fitted himself to a form-fitting, floor-length gown made of a deep navy or midnight blue fabric. It features a mottled, ethereal pattern resembling a cloudy night sky or a nebula. ‘
“A hooker with a heart of black charcoal”
‘As the man moves and sways his movements posing like an unfortunate maiden and because the silk-like fabric clings tightly to the man’s silhouette, it accentuates the natural curves of the hips and waist as they walk, creating a terribly sinful view…. wai- snap out arachnid.’.
“I write poems to burn by firelight, Drink champagne and guzzle gin”
the man said as he walks to the chair in the middle of the stage,
‘He sat and the moment it shifts the man’s weight, the hanging charms (the stars, moons, and drops) sway gently against the bare skin. They catch the light at different angles, creating a subtle, shimmering ripple across the back, without a doubt like a sinful being holding onto the star,.. you did it again.. stop thinking weird.. arachnid..’
“Good girls call me ‘the town bicycle’, Don't knock it 'til you've tried my life of sin”
The novel played around using the chair as his handle, smiling mischievously, taking all the breath from the audience along with his movement.
“Oh, Claude, my pimp knows, never mess with me, Last prick who did that faded quickly to black- Oh, I have no idea where to find him”
the pitiful noel stands up from the chair and arachnid can feel his gaze following the said one.
“officers, But if you do, please mention that I'd like to have returned the pretty knife
That's what I'm stuck on
Ten
Times
In
His
Back!”
stated by Noel as he walks away from the chair playing along and moving his hand on each beat before making a stabbing motion, making audiences gasp with his fast movement as they were dragged along to the urgency.
“For I sing songs until the break of dawn- I embrace a new man every night, My life's one never-ending carnival” as the beats continue on noel sang with voice like the finest wine enough to drown you and yet take you high. Like poison… an addictive yet undoubtedly.
His lavender hues wander the crowd meeting people's eyes one by one as his hands travel around his own frame.
when the beat suddenly picked up with chorus following along
“A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing lights!,- I want to be, That fucked up girl”
instrument starts to play when another actor goes in on a duet performance or acts with noel. caressing and embracing each other can only make arachnid grits in annoyance and even more when Noel lets the actor lit him a cigarette.
When the actor hands Noel a flower all arachnids can taste is jealousy for he believes he can offer a much better rose than that. and when Noel takes it before letting out an ouch as he felt the rose thorn in his hand and right away throwing the gifted rose and slapping the actor.
thrill fills arachnid in with smirk decorating his face. for the novel worth a much better rose rather than that measly taken rose.
But the moment Noel and the actor gazed at each other so intoxicatingly before kissing each other in a harsh manner, Arahind can only grasp his armchair in anger, and if the grasp caused the arm to be broken well, Arachnid can easily compensate.
“He said, "I think I am in love with you.”- I've heard that lie a million times before”
both starts to play along with each other as the actor mouth along the lines noel sang
and in the end the actor’s mouth was covered by noel mischievously and how bad arachnid truly wished to be in the place of the actor.
“Oh, tonight I give in to the fantasy
Take love when you can, when you're a whore
For I sing songs until the break of dawn
I embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light
I want to be that fucked up girl”
scene plays along with more caused the fire within arachnid to lit even more.
Arachnid felt the world stop as he met Noel's gaze, as if beckoning him to buy him for the night. Asking him to touch. Asking him to taste.
But quickly dispersed as the man's eyes left his and met another one indeed.
True to her character, she was like Monique Gibeau indeed.
He embraces a new man every step, every dance. And yet you can't help but ask for more. He wished their eyes met one more time. Again. Just for a bit longer.
and finally Noel lays down facing the audience holding the rose. and how much does arachnid wish to seat even closer to the stage and how he regrets choosing the VIP seat.
“So now I sell my love for opium
In some rat-infested Chinese dive
At night I burn myself with cigarettes
Just to somehow prove I'm still alive”
even more terribly teasing movement that caused arachnid face to flushed and as much as the lyric terribly made him feel.
“Eight months later, I catch typhoid flu
Kicked out, I see the ugly light of day
Dying in an alley, a priest kneels down to me–”
a new different actor walks in facing the now noel laying in the chair holding on facing the actor with one of his feet up in the air.
“My child, do you have any final words to the Lord you'd like to say?” the actor stated
“Oui. Tell Him that, like Him, I choose to burn out, rather than fade away!”
Noel said, acting delirious yet stern as much as he can.
Now sitting up from his seat he played the part as more following the beat.
“For I sing songs until the break of dawn, embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival, A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light
For I sing songs until the break of dawn”
“I embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light
I want to be that fucked up girl
I wanna be that fucked up. . .
Girl. . .”
from then arachnid have to admit that never have he ever been so jealous of a mere chair.
“Broken heart, a flask of gin
Tattooed with a safety pin
Teeth all stained with nicotine
Running nylons, shattered dreams
Super crusty, holy terror
Wild eyes and black mascara
Broken heart, a flask of gin
Tattooed with a safety pin
Teeth all stained with nicotine
Running nylons, shattered dreams
Super crusty, holy terror
Wild eyes and black mascara
If I could have just one dream. . .
If he could have just one dream. . .
I'd be that fucked up girl!
Hey!”
even more flashing light as Noel stands in his chair playing with other characters before finally ending it as he played on the stage.
Everything about the story is zoned out from then on. His eyes followed even the slightest flinch from the blonde on stage who happily danced away for all the music and performances.
The play then ended with a resounding cheer from the crowd, all of them up from their seats as they yelled cheers.
"He did amazing!" The parrot cheered as he waved to the people on stage. Arachnid watched as the lavender hue gaze looked up to the VIP seats and his face lit up upon seeing the cheering parrot and waved while grinning. oh he forgot that the bird and his entourage are also in the VIP seats.
"You know the guy?" saparata asked as he exchanged looks with his rival on politics.
while they are enemies in a normal school environment they have nothing more but a friendly rivalry
"Yep. He's a friend of mine. We used to be neighbors too and even childhood friends." parrot explained. "He moved to a different city with his parents and he returned to study here" explained the parrot
"What's his name?" Everyone, even yungy turned to his boss who suddenly asked a question so out of him
I mean can you imagine an arachnid?, the edgy dark lord of the 'cave' asking for a person's name?
. "His name is wemmbu. He's a combatant student." parrot replied.
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Arachnid sighed as he looked down on the stage and the crowd. Yep, he's back at the theater. AGAIN. This is the sixth time, and tomorrow is the last day of play.
That guy Wemmbu without a doubt became popular overnight, and actually had a fan club of his own in the span of three days in the Academe. And even worse, the arachnid was also the one that secretly created it without him realizing what he had done. But what's even more surprising.
Arachnid sighed as he carried a bouquet. 2 bouquets to be exact. Something to give for zam(in case his plan went on suspicion). And the other...
He ruffled his hair in frustration.
Arachnid wants his sleep back. Not dreaming of that mischievous lavender-colored gaze under him all the time. Or sometimes above him. Riding him along as he wore that same teasing smile.
He headed backstage, holding the flowers in his hand. He saw Zam looking at him suspiciously. An eyebrow went up as he approached her and handed her the flowers as well as his congratulations which caused Zam to look at him like he had just gone crazy.
But he couldn't care what that siren even thought of him, his eyes wandering around the room looking for the person he's looking for.
And perhaps the gods are in his favor, maybe not, but the blonde approaches him and Nilou with a cheerful smile.
"yo!, zam!! If we're done today, I have to go-Oh!" He stopped as he met eyes with an arachnid. "Oops? Did I interrupt smth?" the ender demon asked (yes, arachnid did go deep on his school file and no it is necessary and justified)
Wait.
Wait. No.
Did he think he was? With zam?!
brother ewwww...
Not even waiting for the man to leave, the arachnid shoved Zam away, which was luckily caught by pangi and made his move.
"My name is Arachnid." He offered his hand out and the demon grabbed it in an attempt for a handshake, he leaned down and kissed his hand. Earning a series of gasps from the people in the room.
"Hello arachnid. M-my name is wemmbu."The demon flushed as he tried to pull back his hand and used it to cover his reddening face.
"yeah.., I notice you are everyday at the VIP seat." the demon blurted in a sudden blushing moment.
I heard that arachnids inhaled sharply.
He got noticed.
He was noticed.
For the first time, it bothered the arachnid that someone actually knew him, the man that proudly showed his achievement and was known for having a high ego, heck he didn't even care if zam was staring weirdly with a disturbed expression at him now.
and as much as it bothered him it certainly bothered him in a good way.
He felt that all that money and time spent on VIP tickets was so worth it.
"Well I am honored to hear that..."He trailed off. "and..... Your performance was amazing." he lightly said coughing into his hand in embarrassment
He gently placed a bouquet of flowers at the demon's hand. Leaving wemmbu wide eyed as he stared at the batch of sunflower flowers and lavender wrapped neatly in lilac papers.
"It was you..." wemmbu whispered, realizing something loud enough for the two of them to hear. "These flowers..."
arachnid could only node. "I couldn't come tomorrow anymore because I have to attend a meeting." He doesn't know why he's explaining to the man like this. He's not even explaining to yungy when he suddenly skipped a meeting yesterday!
"So, I could only come today and personally give this to you." He must've looked like an idiot right now, shame on you arachnid... "I hope you like them. Like the rest of the flowers I sent."
"Well then." He let out a huff as he made his way out of the backstage, nodding to the demon. "see you along wemmbu.."
"Uhm..."
Arachnid stopped in his tracks as he heard a familiar voice behind him, well so much so that to act busy he really just stopped at a single sound of that melodious voice . He had already reached outside the stage and when looking back, he found wemmbu with his stuff in his arms as well as the bouquet cradled sweetly in his arms.
"I was already on my way off so... want to have a snack?"
Arachnid could only nod, saying thank you to whatever was deciding to grace him with this chance. As he gestures to carry some of the blonde's stuff with him.
"Where do you want to eat? My treat." he invites
"Huh? But I was the one who invited you!" wemmbu retorted.
when suddenly the ever stupid mouth of the arachnid decided to spit garbage.
"My love language is spoiled."
There was a silent pause as wemmbu stopped in his tracks, his face down to his neck reddening. "A-Are you... are you...?"
shit arachnid just realized what he did but he can't turn back now.
"Asking you for a date?" arachnid said as he dragged the demon into his car, opening the backseat to gently place the demon's items inside. "Yes, I am."
"If you allow me to." This time, he opened the door to the passenger seat as he backed the man inside.
"Yo- you're not a killer, are you..?" Wemmbu suddenly awkwardly asked.
And the arachnid shakes his head away, clarifying his intent.
wemmbu looked at him and then the seat, his face still red as he looked away and gently nodded his head.
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thanks :)