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 Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 7:05 pm
Bonsoir, mes amis! Welcome to the Opera Populaire. We need all players! If you would like to sign up for a role, then just PM me! Anyone and everyone is welcome. Please, when RPing, stay true to the character. Do and say only as he/she would do and say. We are trying to re-create the WB movie, although we like to add a little originality. You still must stay within the frame of your character's personality. Do not use violent language--just try to keep it PG-13. Have respect for other RPers. Try to spell words correctly--misspellings distract the reader and breaks up the imaginative mood. Thanks to everyone, and have fun!
The Plot:
We are keeping true to the movie/musical, but we are adding a few changes here and there at random. What this means, is that instead of just repeating boring movie scripts, we add our own dialogue and a few surprises (new happenings), and use a little imagination. All the while, we try to keep in the mood and feel of the movie. This spices things up a little. Changes that won't hurt the basic storyline at all. If we manage to get there, we will continue beyond the movie's ending.
Role Players:
The Phantom:
Christine Daae:
~*and*~
Meg Giry:
<.La.Fantome.>
Madame Giry:
Other players still needed!
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:15 pm
Okay, I'll start. In the beautiful Opera Populaire, 1820, all is not as it seems. There have been rumors of strange happenings, and most interestingly, a "ghost" who is responsible for them. Only silly stories by ballet girls, that's what they say. But could there really be some real truth behind them?Enter: the Opera Populaire.... *Rehearsal is going on below on stage for a new production, a production which is considered to be a huge success. Mme Giry, however, is never satisfied. Her daughter, Meg, has been going off beat....she has not been paying much attention to the landings of her feet...she has been intent on the happenings on the catwalk. Just then, she's certain she saw a dark shape dart between the railings. She let a light scream.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:24 pm
Christine comes running over to Mme Giry. "Is every thing okay Mme Giry? what happened?" Christine did believe in the Opera ghoust some what. "Was it him?" she said a bit of panic and excitment in her voice.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:32 pm
Guess I'm Giry for now, too.
"Hush, child, we do not speak of this now!" replied Mme Giry in a hesitated voice. She could see that the girls were getting worked up again. With a loud "chak" of her cane on the hardwood stage floor, she instantly gained the attention of everyone. "We continue! ....and five, six-and, seven, eight! Keep up!"
In her mind she knew that what Meg saw was real...all too well she knew, but she tried to push it from her mind. At the moment, she must do as a good teacher does and maintain order among her students. It would not do to feed their fear unnecessarily.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:38 pm
dragon_star_87 Guess I'm Giry for now, too."Hush, child, we do not speak of this now!" replied Mme Giry in a hesitated voice. She could see that the girls were getting worked up again. With a loud "chak" of her cane on the hardwood stage floor, she instantly gained the attention of everyone. "We continue! ....and five, six-and, seven, eight! Keep up!" In her mind she knew that what Meg saw was real...all too well she knew, but she tried to push it from her mind. At the moment, she must do as a good teacher does and maintain order among her students. It would not do to feed their fear unnecessarily. "yes Mme Giry" Christine replied. She moved with grace and great balance, her movments were lovely like nothing in the world could stop her. Christine loved to dance but more she loved to sing, deep down she wanted to sing her heart out on that stage.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:46 pm
Erik pressed himself hard against the ornate wall. His heart was pounding so hard that he could feel it pulsing his entire body. That was just too close. He couldn't understand why he was doing this. What was wrong with him? He kept on finding himself coming into the light, in order to see the young ballet girl, Christine. He had been jeopardizing his secret, and his life, just to get a glimpse of her now and then. Even now, he felt himself sliding down the wall, and pulling himself over to the edge to see. She was just so beautiful...
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:50 pm
When it time for a break Christine leaned against a wall and closed her eyes, she sang softly to herself, she couldn't help it, as she sang Christine could hear her fathers violin playing in her head.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:56 pm
...but was it really her father's?
In the first cellar, Erik was confused and enraged at himself. In utter frustration, he began to record his thoughts on his first instrument...the violin. Into it, he poured all of his emotions, he played furiously, and then slowly...more sweetly and gracefully...until he put it down in confusion again. Music even was no solace for this dilemma. In his head he could still hear her singing...that voice possessed him with adoration. That was the voice he needed....
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 9:03 pm
Christine sang louder she did not know why but she did. All of the sudden she started thinking about the Opera ghoust. 'Oh dearly I would love to see him' she thought to herself. Christine started walking up a stairway still singing.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 9:53 am
Far down below, was Christine. Erik could see her moving now, she was going up the stairs. Quickly he made a move to leave his position, where he would surely be discovered by her...but then, wait. He wanted so bad to let her know at least that he existed. He paused indecisively....and then waited......
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 5:13 pm
dragon_star_87 Far down below, was Christine. Erik could see her moving now, she was going up the stairs. Quickly he made a move to leave his position, where he would surely be discovered by her...but then, wait. He wanted so bad to let her know at least that he existed. He paused indecisively....and then waited...... Christine stopped singing for she had heard something, but she continued to climb the stairs. "Hello is anyone there?" she said quietly... As she climbed higher she could no longer hear the girls below.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 5:23 pm
[[Terribly, terribly sorry, monseiur and madame, but the PMs are disabled! For me, at least.. and I noticed that you do not yet have a Meg Giry. I would be delighted to play her, if you wish. ^^]]
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 5:40 pm
.La.Fantome. [[Terribly, terribly sorry, monseiur and madame, but the PMs are disabled! For me, at least.. and I noticed that you do not yet have a Meg Giry. I would be delighted to play her, if you wish. ^^]]
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 5:42 pm
Christine....Daae .La.Fantome. [[Terribly, terribly sorry, monseiur and madame, but the PMs are disabled! For me, at least.. and I noticed that you do not yet have a Meg Giry. I would be delighted to play her, if you wish. ^^]] [[Indeed.. well, then I will wait.. though, I may be gone soon.]]
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