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Fifty Fifth Clone
Jan. 23rd, 2011 11:38 am[Video/Action Post]
Demyx is near the fountain, grinning as the music is blaring overhead.
"You know, I thought this was pretty annoying at first, but it's not so bad." More importantly, he has his sitar out, and he is playing. If you're listening, though most of you might be trying to avoid that, he is playing with the song. Sometimes the bass line, sometimes the melody, and sometimes something that he's making up that fits it.
"Is anyone actually getting happy from this?" The video goes on for a while longer, before he speaks again.
"Oh! By the way, is there anyone out there that could help me learn to cook? And maybe someone else, too, depending."
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Demyx is near the fountain, grinning as the music is blaring overhead.
"You know, I thought this was pretty annoying at first, but it's not so bad." More importantly, he has his sitar out, and he is playing. If you're listening, though most of you might be trying to avoid that, he is playing with the song. Sometimes the bass line, sometimes the melody, and sometimes something that he's making up that fits it.
"Is anyone actually getting happy from this?" The video goes on for a while longer, before he speaks again.
"Oh! By the way, is there anyone out there that could help me learn to cook? And maybe someone else, too, depending."
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