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Post by Alexander the Great on Nov 14, 2006 19:56:56 GMT -5
((*sniffles* I'm in SO MUCH TROUBLE))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Nov 14, 2006 19:57:27 GMT -5
((DAMN STRAIGHT YOU ARE!))
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Nov 14, 2006 19:59:46 GMT -5
Do I understand? DO I UNDERSTAND?
*raises herself up to her full height and breathes in deeper than she ever does when she's singing, speaking very loudly without quite shouting*
DO NOT SPEAK TO ME AS IF I'M SOME CHILD YOU OWN! I WILL. NOT. BE SPOKEN TO THAT WAY. DO YOU KNOW WHO MY PARENTS ARE? DO YOU KNOW WHO MY FRIENDS ARE? I COULD BUY THIS ENTIRE OPERA HOUSE AND EVERYONE IN IT, SO I SUGGEST YOU NOT USE THAT TONE OF VOICE WITH ME ANY LONGER.
*is actually fairly intimidating ((not quite as intimidating as Madame Giry, of course, but I don't want ya'll to think she's just some wimpy little thing; she's actually quite frightening to normal people))*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Nov 14, 2006 20:03:37 GMT -5
((I am NOT a normal people.))
*Madame Giry turned livid and simply slapped the girl across the face--hard--before taking her by the ear and marching her out of the room and to a side door of the opera, from whence she flung her into the street.* "If I were you, I would not show my face within this Opera again until you are quite finished with your hysterics, Mademoiselle. When you have gained a modicum of understanding and ladylike deportment, we may discuss the possibility of your re-admittance into any kind of employment at this establishment." *Madame Giry raised a cynical brow.* "Although I highly doubt that will ever become an issue. Good day to you, Mademoiselle." *turning on her heel, she locked the door and returned to the rehearsal room.* "Please, ladies--quiet down. May we get on with the business at hand?"
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Post by Alexander the Great on Nov 14, 2006 20:04:23 GMT -5
((Sir Percy: Demmed excitable puppy. Alexander: I don't normally kill women... Demiselle: Oh, but I do. *glares at Emmy))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Nov 14, 2006 20:06:26 GMT -5
*After a moment, Madame Giry returned to the side-door, unlocked it, and flung the girl's strange contraption (she'd called it a blackberry--looked like nothing of the sort) into the street beside the crumpled figure of the girl before she slammed the door once more and turned the key in the lock for a final time.*
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Post by Susanna on Nov 14, 2006 20:14:43 GMT -5
((*Cheers*))
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Post by Irene on Nov 14, 2006 20:24:38 GMT -5
I tried to conceal my laughter, took out my libretto, and waited to be called upon.
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Post by Alandra on Nov 15, 2006 8:06:10 GMT -5
*is very glad she's not in Emmy's shoes and conceals her amusement by studying her copy of the libretto very closely.*
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Post by Sydney on Nov 15, 2006 22:06:36 GMT -5
((PSST! You guys know that the libretto is only the text right? The stuff with the music on it is called the score...unless you already knew that and were only looking at the lyrics...in which case I'd sound like a complete and utter show off. T_T))
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Post by Lune on Nov 17, 2006 17:18:46 GMT -5
*Hides behind her libretto, hiding the fact that she's smiling at all of this.*
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Post by magenta on Nov 18, 2006 15:24:45 GMT -5
*Quietly waits, adjusting her sleeves to hide the bruises she had recently recieved*
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Post by Irene on Nov 26, 2006 15:55:47 GMT -5
((It says on the poster that Irene has a duet with Dracula. What is it? With Irene's luck, it'll probobly be Point of No Return.))
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Dia
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Post by Dia on Dec 17, 2006 8:43:42 GMT -5
*Sighs* Are we going to begin any time soon?
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Post by Parisa on Jan 19, 2007 23:22:19 GMT -5
*Parisa walked in and sat down on the floor, looking around with huge eyes* Wow.
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