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Post by Rukou on Feb 2, 2007 15:03:04 GMT -5
Around the room, there were drums, a few guitars, a couple basses, a piano, plenty of strings instruments, and other instruments from centuries ago. The walls were painted white with small specks of black and red from an incident not too long ago. A fire was burning from across the door, which kept the room not that warm. It was more of decoration than something useful.
Pzzz. Pzzz. An electric guitar was being played in music room #6. The man was slunched back with his guitar in his lap. Strumming with a low volumed amp beside him, he played a guitar version of one of Baiser's old songs in the 1800's. Quietly, he whispered the lyrics along to the song.
Rukou had his hair cut more near the sides with long bangs in the front. A "mullet fashion" almost. His hair always seemed to change each time he was seen. The clothes were a bit rotted but didn't smell a bit and of course, they were black.
The voice he had sung was gentle, that perfectly went with the song. It was a soothing sound that could put anyone to a relaxation state. The song was about the romance of two children and them forever being love until old age. A cute song that ended up as a child's folk song.
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Post by Rukou on Feb 6, 2007 13:47:20 GMT -5
-blank/don't delete-
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