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 Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 3:01 pm
Apple the Gengar has decided to throw an all out themed bash for her 23rd birthday.
The theme is, blacklight party!
Complete with tons of glowsticks, blacklight body paint, rave music, strobe lights, and of course all the booze and shady characters the city has to offer.
The party is in an abandoned warehouse and you are invited!
So come out and enjoy this night full of some of the craziest memories you'll probably forget the next morning!
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 3:12 pm
 【 Miss Apple ❤ 】
It seemed like she had only just rolled open the door to the huge two tiered warehouse a few second ago. Yet here she was, already drowning in a see of bodies. She looked around to the large table her party planner had set up with all kinds of glowing goodies. Glowsticks, glowstick necklaces, bracelets, tiny glowsticks to put in your mouth, and tons of body paint lay ravaged. Yet plenty still remained. The people around her glowed under the black lights, their movements made choppy by the harsh strobing lights.
She herself had a glowing circle around her neck, and was painted with purple body paint. Little glowing stars and heart decorated her flesh and she was as usual scantily clad so there was plenty to be seen.
People danced as the song Cyanide by Deathstars rang out through the large booming speakers;
The worlds collide
And you know
That It's pure filth
That I hide
So face the dark
And I'll teach you about fire
In the blink of an eye
Now drink the Cyanide
Only she could hear her own voice as she strained her lungs, yelling along. Which was good for her, since her singing was awful. Her big bush of hair continued to bounce along through the crowd as she made her way to the small platform where the DJ was selecting tracks. She leaned herself against it, offering him a flirtatious wink.
&&I'm a ********> diva.
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