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 Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2014 10:54 am
~::Intermission::~
Yuuya Kuniohara and the Voice of Nyx
Hoo-boy, we're down to the finals, and there now stand only two on top of what was once eight talented individuals! But before we enter the final performance of the competition, lets stop for a moment and give a big hand for our guest band, Nyx, as they perform another hit wonder. This one is a rare classic by the band Nine Inch Nails, the dark and edgy "Hurt!"Hurt
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 9:17 pm
Haruto Mashiba, Dashing Rogue and Mysterious Fool
"...The silence echoes through me, like the voices of the ones I've lost. It's better to live with their whispers than with nothing at all..."This was the finale...two finalists entered, one left. It was like Thunderdome, except in singing competition form. All the stage was dark after Shu's emotional performance, and all the crowd was restless from the extended wait. Some elaborate set must have been getting put together in the back in the interim, one might have thought, or perhaps there was simply some hold up which kept the round from continuing on. It was almost as if the competition were intentionally building up anticipation for the final performance, but that couldn't have been the case...instead, the lights remained dark simply because the time was almost come. What set? What song? What rocking, over-the-top performance would await? And then...
A whisper...
"Get up, get up, get up, get up..." a beat began in the background, but the lights remained dim...a frail silhouette could be seen on stage barely, but there was no spotlight to illuminate him...a tense, sensual air began to fill the room as a smooth tune began to accompany the beat, "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up..." The whisper-singing again, a silken voice beckoning...like a lover to his lover calling her to bed. And then, with a clap, a single spotlight on the center of the stage...a handsome, pale young man clad in a full suit with a single microphone. And his voice...
"Baaaaaaaaaby~!"
Rich, like smooth caramel and chocolate...filled the room in waves. His smile was easy, confident, and not the least of all, sexy. As intended, it seemed...his feet taking small, dancing steps forward...a gradual motion from back of the stage to front, hips moving casually, side-stepping now and then as the rhythm took him...lips curling and free hand moving like a swimmer's graceful arm pulling him through satin waters...a performer, through and through.
"I'm hot just like your loviiiin~...and I need some loviiiin~ And..." he sang as he moved sensually forward, arm slowly grooving to the beat, hips rocking with ease as he strutted...never too quick or forceful or needy, perfectly smooth...before fingers wrapped around the tie at his neck and tugged, "Baaaaaaaaby~! I can't hold it much loooongeeer~... It's gettin' stronger...and stroooonger~" And with that single tug the tie freed itself from his neck and the suit and was in his hand, cloth flailing in the wind as he let it fly smoothly...the fans in the back of the stage blowing it out into the crowd for the first lucky man or woman to grasp as their own.
"And when I get that feeeelin'...I want...Sexual Heaaaling~ Sexual...Heaaaling...Aw Baaaby~" his smirk only grew bolder as the first two buttons at his collar came undone and he smoothly worked his way towards the front of the stage, twirling just once as he went, the buttons on his jacket coming undone and letting it hang loose on either side of his arms...his song never stopping, his sensual strut never breaking...his eyes locked onto a certain girl in the crowd and captured her in an instant, never letting go with the smoldering desire of his gaze and the handsome, easy smile at his lips, "Makes...me feel...so fiiiine~ ...Helps to relieve my miiiind~ ...Ooooh~" Another twirl began as he hit the titular chorus once more, and as he did the black of his jacket became less visible upon him and the white of his undershirt even more.
"Sexual...Heaaaling, Baby...it's good fooor me~" his twirl came to a stop as he faced the crowd again, knees buckling just a little for a sexy little dip backward as his hips rocked in a masculine, smooth fashion...and from his hands and his back the jacket flittered away across the air into the crowd once more, following a different trajectory than the tie had only moments before...but his charisma, oozing from every pore of his lightly-glistening, pale skin only grew more and more intense with each moment, "Sexuaaaal~ Heaaaaling, it's something...that's gooood foooor meee!"
"Whenever bluuuue teardroooops are falliiiing~!" his voice suddenly pierce the auditorium yet again, this time crystal clear and full of the vibrant emotions behind the sensuality that had worked up a heat in the room until then...smooth, hot, and needy feelings dripping from every word and yet still delivered with that easy smile upon his lips, "And my...emotional...sta-bi-li-ty...is...leaving me~! There is somethiiiing...I can doooo! I just get on the telephone and...caaaaaaall you up baaaaby~"
Suddenly his feet crossed and a reverse spin brought him ever-closer to the crowd at the front of the stage, and his eyes once again found that girl...pink hair and surely fuming at him as he danced, but sexy in and of herself all the same...his white shirt flipped open as the buttons seemed to magically come undone with but a flick of his wrist...and in an instant he was at the edge of the stage at last, before everyone...singing to that girl in the crowd and for everyone in attendance his soulful, smooth, and sexy ballad...
"And honey...I know you'll be theeere...TO relieve me! That love. You. Give. To. Me. Wiiiill freeee meee~!" and as the note drug out he leaned back, arm splaying out to one side to let the white shirt slide carelessly down the arms and away from his toned, scarred chest...a spin and a smile later and the white shirt was fluttering down...out into the crowd where grasping hands awaited, but his charismatic song continued, "If you don't KNOOOOOOW the things you're deaaaling~ Aaaaahh~ I can tell ya DARLIN'~...that it's Sexual Healing! Mm...!"
And with a quick rock of his hips and a smooth step, he was on the steps leading up to the stage and slowly strutting down them, singing...smiling, the ease of a performer with absolutely no fear, no self-consciousness, and certainly no fear of being shirtless in front of so many people doing a sexual striptease to an old classic...walking ever-closer to that girl, his moves for all but his gaze for her...drawing within slapping distance of her as his smooth notes calmed into a near-whisper...a singing request, beckoning...inviting...
"Get up, get up, get up, get up...let's make love toniiight~" his strut, his song growing low and smooth, slow and sexy, his eyes smoldered and his finger curled suggestively, "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...OH, she'll do it right~" He was close, as if calling to her...hand extending, almost as if to take her hand, her cheek, to draw her near...
...And then with a flourish he winked and turned, hips and feet and that smooth damn criminal walk back towards the stage for the finish...
"Baaaaaaby~! I got sick this moooorniiiing~! A sea was stooorming~ insiiide of me!" his smile grew as his fingers unhooked the belt at his waist at the top of the stairs, and...wait, was he REALLY going to do this?!...turning towards the crowd, the long leather strap came loose and with a tug it flew out into the air...out into the grasping hands, and the song continued...somehow, "And, Baaaaaaby~! I think I'm capsiiizing~! The waves are riiisiiiing~ and riiiising!"
Stepping up to the front of the stage, shirtless...jacket-less, tie-less, belt-less, there were very few decent articles of clothing remaining in his waltzing, stripping, ode to sexiness...but he didn't seem to be done just yet. Eyes out to the crowd, smile ever-more-confident, he twirled once and let his knees dip once more...voice sounding out...smooth, soulful, a cry out to the world for...
"And when I get that feeeeeling~ I want...Sexual Heaaaaling!"
His hips twirled, his fingers worked, his smile shimmered, and the song went on...bringing Sexual Healing to all the world...
...Persona Idol was at its end in true Haruto Mashiba style...and not a moment too soon.Quote: Contestant Name: Haruto Mashiba Favorite Genre: Punk Rock Song Being Performed: "Sexual Healing" by Marvin Gaye, (Mashiba Version)Judges' Comments:Gabi: "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! -clapping-"Mitsuru: "Oh, my...is that...is it getting hot in here? I'm...not sure how to review that properly, I'm afraid."Kai: ""
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:54 am
*raises Haruto's hand*
Omg, guys, we have a winner. We actually have one. *exhausted sigh* We haaaaveee oooone!
Damn, boiz.
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