THE LEGACY // open ; singing

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  • Andy had steadily been improving. Flashbacks had gradually became less common, and Socialconstructs had shut their mouth for just a short while. They're insults were beginning to reflect off Andy's more confident attitude, and this infuriated them. Andypaw had felt, just for one day, like he could do anything, that he could become anything. Although his ribs were broken and he could move around like he wanted to, setting up a mic and saying still was no problem. Singing, and screaming (yes, actually screaming this time) was for all to hear.


    "Racing faster,
    Escape disaster,
    Partners in crime will leave their mark
    We make our own way,
    No thoughts of yesterday,
    Black hearts of chrome and battle scars
    Oh.


    The legacy,
    Born from a dream,
    On leather wings,
    Rose from the streets,
    With our hands on destiny,


    We came from nothing,
    But promise one thing,
    We'll change the world with these guitars,
    So listen closely,
    And don't stop working,
    No one can tell you who you are
    Oh,


    The legacy,
    Born from a dream,
    On leather wings,
    Rose from the streets,
    With our hands on destiny,
    The legacy,
    Born from a dream,
    On leather wings,
    Rose from the streets,
    With our hands on destiny,


    RAHHHHHHHH, GO!


    RUN
    RUN
    NEVER LOOK BACK!
    RUN
    RUN
    NEVER LOOK BACK!
    RUN
    RUN
    RUN
    NEVER LOOK BACK!
    RAHHHHHHH!


    The legacy,
    Born from a dream,
    On leather wings,
    Rose from the streets,
    With our hands on destiny,
    The legacy,
    Born from a dream,
    On leather wings,
    Rose from the streets,
    With our hands on destiny."

    "The Legacy" - Black Veil Brides



  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]The sound of Andy singing from nearby had drawn Tama's attention, and the femme made her way over and towards the male, listening to him, and captivated by his voice as he sang. Once he had finished up, she'd offer him a smile. "Wow, Andy.. You're really good at singing!" The song had been.. bittersweet, in someways. It was somewhat hopeful, but one couldn't say that it was full of sugar and rainbows, either.


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    He was going to die from loss of hearing, that was for sure. Blinking slowly, the creature would make sure to remain neutral looking, dark optics blinking slowly. "Yeah... great singing.." This whole being good and polite thing was killing him on the inside internally. Like, a lot.


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