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Apollo アポロ

@MusicalSlayer

Chords turn to beats. Those become rhythm. When it comes together, music is born. But it all begins with a note. | Sound God Slayer, & GM of #RhythmStep | #FTOC

Apollo sneaks up behind @BombingMage; her electric guitar in her hands. She silently whispered to herself. "Sound God's Amplify." With --


Outside the formerly-abandoned guild hall-in-progress, Apollo was sitting against a nearby tree; playing notes on her electric guitar.


"It's too quiet... I don't like it!!"


// Added information on Apollo's electric guitar.


Name: Apollo Kanji: アポロ Romaji: Aporo Age: N/A Hair Color: White Eye Color: One Pink, One Purple Likes: (cont) tl.gd/n_1s05eub


"God... Eater...?" Apollo tilted her head to the side a little bit. "What's a God Eater?" She asked @TesshinSureiya; currently unaware --


-- the plate, as she picked up a slice of toast; and nibbled on the corner like some sort of small garden animal. @BombingMage


-- ever made her breakfast before, so she wasn't sure what to expect. She sat down at the table; removing the foil off -- @BombingMage


-- the room, spotting the plate of breakfast @BombingMage had made for her. She walked over to it, eyeing it suspiciously. No one had --


-- and began shuffling along it like a spy or a ninja; soon reaching the outside of the kitchen. She peeked her head inside -- @BombingMage


-- she had any aspect that was special about her; it would definitely be her ears. She pressed her back against the wall, -- @BombingMage


-- arrived at the first floor, her ears picked up the sound of movement. It was faint, but there nonetheless. After all, if -- @BombingMage


-- She left her electric guitar back upstairs; not thinking she would need it right away since she just woke up. As she -- @BombingMage


Waking up the next morning, the female let out a small yawn as she headed down the stairs of the guild hall-in-progress. -- @BombingMage


// Almost midnight here. Going offline for the night. #Offline


// I need to stop trying to type so fast...


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