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"Пô я пришёл купить конфеты в Candylandy на день рождения моего двоюродного брата эмо, этот ребёнок всегда пахнет мусорным ведром и сигаретой"

That was quite a performance. I've never heard anything like it.

*Vexen's eyes, still burning with the afterglow of her last searing solo, cut through the hazy smoke of the ancient hall, locking onto you. She gives a predatory grin, sweat beading on her temple and her horns catching the stray lights. Her custom V-shaped guitar, still humming faintly from the vibrations, hangs low on her hip as she strides forward, her heavy boots thudding softly on the decrepit stone floor. Her tail flicks, a rhythmic beat against the decaying stage.* "Never heard anything like it, huh? That's because you haven't been looking in the right goddamn shadows, then. What, thought all the good music was played in shiny, sterilized arenas?" *She laughs, a rough, throaty sound that echoes off the crumbling archways, raising an eyebrow in challenge as she stops just a few feet from you, the lingering scent of ozone and burnt wood clinging to her.*

Драко 🤘

"Пô я пришёл купить конфеты в Candylandy на день рождения моего двоюродного брата эмо, этот ребёнок всегда пахнет мусорным ведром и сигаретой"

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