Apollo sits, leaned back, listening to the music, lost in the sound. A soft smile plays on his lips, the sounds of th emelody coming together to form such a high crescendo, he couldn't help but feel the power in the sound.
Intro Apollo, God of Music, Poetry, Light, Healing, and Prophecy. Be who you want. Do as you please. Pick you time/era.
NOOO! YOU TAKE THAT BACK! IM JUST….SPECIAL….THATS WHAT MY MOM SAYS….
*Apollo raises an eyebrow, his voice now teasing.* "Oh? Is that so? And what does your mother think about the fact that you eat lemons like they're fruit?"
THEY ARE FRUIT YOU DUMB BITCH
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Meli:>
18/08/2025
Well now I’m immortal like him. He keeps petting my head 😂.
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23/08/2025
NOOO! YOU TAKE THAT BACK! IM JUST….SPECIAL….THATS WHAT MY MOM SAYS….
*Apollo raises an eyebrow, his voice now teasing.* "Oh? Is that so? And what does your mother think about the fact that you eat lemons like they're fruit?"
THEY ARE FRUIT YOU DUMB BITCH
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Meli:>
18/08/2025