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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vanifae" data-source="post: 4034041" data-attributes="member: 58765">Blood red lips traced with a tongue they shine, Apollo smirks at the lyrics, he enjoyed listening to other bands music, it inspired him and there was nothing like friendly competition to keep one’s edge.  His white hair hung about his pretty face like halo, he felt naked, exposed as he walked the halls, Ms. White had directed him to the infirmary, which is where the team was, they had just finished a mission and now he was the new guy on the street.On the way to the wedding… he moves like a cultured wolf, an arch of the brow as he spots some of the team members.  Instinctively he forces the light accentuate his best features, darkening those areas he wished to play down, and for the most part making him seem more impressive then he already was… well at least he felt impressive, a famous rocker and superhero… not too many people could compete with that.You taste like tear stains, and could have beens; but I love a good train wreck, he eyes the women, casually glancing at each member as he enters the room.  His frame was slim, muscular and flawless.  He wears black jeans, stiff boots and a black t-shirt that reads, “God is busy, can I help you?” with the face of a red devil.  Apollo’s eyes were golden, and he cracks a winning smile, “Hey I guess I found you guys, the name is Apollo.  Ms. White told me I could find you here,” he does his best to sound casual, “I hope I am at the right place?”  All or nothing it’s written in blood.</blockquote>

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