Gambit
- In the Duggins -
Posts: 85
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Post by Gambit on Nov 28, 2006 7:53:17 GMT -5
*Gambit wondered on stage and looked around him, paying close attention to the naked golden ladies that seemed to hold the ceiling.*
"I wonder who decorated this dump, Hugh Hefner?"
*Because he was completely bored, he picked up a few balls that lay on the stage and started to juggle with them, kinetically charging them so that the turned fiery red.*
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Vyrtue
- Ingenious Pilot -
Riff Raff's Fan-Girl
Posts: 186
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Post by Vyrtue on Nov 28, 2006 20:34:04 GMT -5
-stares at balls-
((giggle))
"O!"
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Gambit
- In the Duggins -
Posts: 85
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Post by Gambit on Nov 29, 2006 13:57:14 GMT -5
*Gambit jumped at the sudden sound and tried the catch all the balls, but one got away and fell to the ground.*
"Ooh boy.*
*In one swift move Gambit jumped towards were Vyrtue was standing and knocked her down, covering her body with his, shielding her from the explosion that followed. Gambit jumped up again and pulled the girl up to.*
"Sorry 'bout that miss, wasn't expectin' no visitors."
*Gambit scratched behind his head and looked at the mess he had created.*
"You think people goin' to notice this?"
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The Bride
- Masterful Virgin -
It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack; not rationality. %\1\%
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Post by The Bride on Jan 7, 2007 17:20:42 GMT -5
*Has recently aquired a job as a stagehand, and so notices the mess Gambit has created* "Great. Just great."
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Post by Charley C on Jan 13, 2007 8:50:11 GMT -5
*Tries to sing but chokes and dies.So endeth the lesson.*
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Post by Parisa on Dec 21, 2007 11:36:26 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
*Parisa sat boredly on the stage, for once out of her tight, sexy dresses and back in the tomboyish gear she'd arrived in.*
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Post by Johannes on Dec 22, 2007 1:55:03 GMT -5
Johannes wandered in to the opera house, since it was close to where he had just fed, he decided to take a peek.
He looked around the auditorium with a upturned nose "Good god, what delightfully disgusting deplorable decorations they 'ave 'ere" he touched a column and looked around it "It's as if the past four centuries just threw up all over it."
He noticed a girl sitting on the stage and smiled, he was fat and happy, so he had no fear of attacking her. "Goood Evveening" he said with a smile.
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Post by Christian Daaé on Mar 24, 2008 13:21:18 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
*At the ever-present piano sat Christian. He was a complete loss as to what to do now--both Erik and the Phantomess were gone, Erik bodily and Phantomess mentally. Even Julian, who frightened him to the core, had disappeared; Micaela was distant, in England. Feeling utterly alone and bereft of any companionship, he'd wandered out into the auditorium, once again thinking on how his life seemed so dependant upon others. As though he were nothing when on his own.
He softly sang as he played, a melancholy tune that suited him just fine*
Look at me and tell me who I am Why I am--What I am Call me a fool and it's true--I am I don't know who I am It's such a shame I'm such a sham No one knows who I am
Once there were sweet possibilities I could see--just for me Now all my dreams are just memories Fated never to be Time's not a friend Hurrying by I wonder who am I?
Am I the face of the future? Am I the face of the past? Am I the one who must finish last?
Look at me and tell me who I am Why I am--what I am Will I survive? Who will give a damn? If no one knows who I am
Nobody knows No one at all No one knows who I am
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Post by Philippe on Mar 24, 2008 13:30:09 GMT -5
((He should meet Raoula...))
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Post by Der Tod on Mar 24, 2008 13:31:29 GMT -5
((OMG...that would be awesome...))
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Post by Raoul on Mar 27, 2008 5:29:56 GMT -5
*Raoula stopped outside auditorium. The singing was beautiful and seemed somehow... familiar? Quietly she opened the door and stepped inside.*
"That was beautiful."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Mar 27, 2008 7:51:29 GMT -5
*He jumped a bit, so absorbed in the moment that he hadn't noticed her there. Her face seemed familiar to him, though he couldn't for the life of him figure out where he could know her from*
"Thank you, madamoiselle. I keep rehearsing, even though my teacher has told me I don't really need to anymore."
*He gave a little shrug*
"But I can't help it."
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Post by Erik on Mar 27, 2008 10:40:29 GMT -5
((*seethes*))
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Post by Raoul on Mar 27, 2008 12:09:43 GMT -5
((Mwahaha))
"I suppose if you love something it doesn't seem hard to practise."
*She walked up the center aisle of the auditorium.*
"Are you an artiste here?"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Mar 27, 2008 12:58:19 GMT -5
*He nodded, giving her a smile*
"I'm in the newest opera. Rehearsals have all but finished and it's going to be showing soon."
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