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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Oct 26, 2008 21:55:37 GMT -5
"--and make a pact with a demon to smite her wretched husband!"
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Oct 27, 2008 20:10:36 GMT -5
"HA!" He clapped his hands.
"The demon was waiting, watching the whole time...hoping for a moment like that!"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Oct 28, 2008 12:48:15 GMT -5
"Of course, he'd been waiting for the girl her entire life" Wolfgang lowered his voice to a comically low one "waiting in the shadows."
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Oct 29, 2008 10:38:35 GMT -5
((I could do this scene indefinitely. Kekekeke))
"Ah, yes! But he doesn't know that her angry husband is going to another demon have her punished!"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Oct 29, 2008 23:06:53 GMT -5
((Heeellllll yea.))
"Of course not! Oh no and when he makes the pact they have no idea that the two demons had been working together just for this occasion." He grew quiet for a moment and then smiled "They'll be a big fight at the end with all of the characters on stage singing!"
(("Too many notes, yes.."))
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Oct 30, 2008 18:03:30 GMT -5
"YES!" He cried, jumping to his feet in enthusiasm.
"The music will swell and flow all about the audience, and the voices of the ensemble will flood the stage...a wave...no, a WAR--of sound!"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Nov 1, 2008 2:14:41 GMT -5
"And the bassoons will blaze and the trumpets will blow and the-" all the while Wolfgang was talking he had been writing, writing the music to go with their words he was hearing it, and he knew that Ludwig could hear it too.
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Nov 1, 2008 19:30:01 GMT -5
Ludwig, meanwhile, was watching Mozart's music and coming up with lyrics on the fly, based solely upon the notes that blazed across the paper. A song, being written in tandem, music and words side-by-side.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Nov 4, 2008 12:51:07 GMT -5
((Fast forewarding a bit, iffin you don't mind.))
Minutes turned to hours quicker than Wolfgang could have ever expected it, he was excited, too excited. His hands were cramping and his mind seemed to have been engulfed by this opera, this beast they had created all too quickly as if they were connected.
We are connected.
By the majesty of music.
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Nov 4, 2008 15:21:15 GMT -5
((Whoo!))
Piles of paper surrounded the two of them, Beethoven’s mind still moving rapidly as ideas continued to throw themselves at him. The creative frenzy that he and Mozart had stirred up seemed to resonate throughout the room.
Beethoven rolled his shoulders, trying to work the stiffness out of them. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he noted that the light coming in through the window seemed to be softer.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Nov 6, 2008 0:54:33 GMT -5
Looking up he saw Ludwig stretch "Rest if you must Herr Beethoven" although he knew it was all in vain. He understood all to well about the need to create and how exciting it was to do so.
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Nov 8, 2008 21:44:23 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm well enough. I'm just getting my second wind!"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Nov 9, 2008 1:12:48 GMT -5
"We are going to kill ourselves writing this" Wolfgang laughed and felt his stomach grumble "where's Feeney with that breakfast?"
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Nov 9, 2008 10:09:23 GMT -5
"Good question..."
He flexed his fingers, which had grown stiff from gipping a pen for so long.
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Post by Padmé on Nov 9, 2008 10:09:18 GMT -5
Feeney, with his immaculate sense of timing, knocked on the door at that moment.
"The meal is on, good sirs."
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