OblivionX
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Prelude
Dulor Leblanc sipped his cheap cafe coffee at his cheap cafe table and wished he wasn't in the music industry.
His second guitarist, Axel, refused to quit his drug obsession: finding another guitarist to match Roxas as well as he did would be near impossible, if it came to that. Their bassist had recently come out with his boyfriend, Yazoo, and the faggotry, as much as he was ok with it, put off Zexion's copious fangirls. It's hard to swoon romantically to the music of a gay man.
Unless you're gay yourself, Dulor mused.
Of the entire band only Xaldin, the drummer, and Roxas; Axel's best friend, founder of the band, and second guitarist were the only ones who didn't have problems he had to deal with.
And now, this.
Dulor ordered another coffee, then changed his mind and went for tea.
"Serious, is it?" Relena, the waitress, said cryptically. It was the closest she ever got to nice to her customers, so Dulor took it at face value.
"Our vocalist-" He took a giant gulp of tea, ignoring the heat.
"Marluxia?"
Dripping with sarcasm, he said, "Nooo, Zexion. Wouldn't they have a hernia? Yes, Marly. He left the band."
"HE WHAT?!" There was a crash, and Dulor found himself glad the place was too cheap to actually employ anything breakable for cups and trays.
"Well I'm sure you'll hear about it soon enough, there was at least one reporter there when it happened."
"Well what the hell happened?!"
"I don't know. He was just screaming something about Axel, and he was missing half of his hair so I'm pretty sure we can assume-"
"But what are you going to do for a new vocalist?"
Dulor sighed heavily.
"That, my dear, is the problem."
The future of his band, OblivionX, looked very dark indeed.
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