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 Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 7:44 pm
Ok, you get on an airplane, and you find your seat. you sit down, wait a bit, and all of the sudden, Erik- THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!, is taking the seat Right. Next. To. YOU!
what do you do??? how do you respond?
my reaction would be this:
Me: *looks up, there's this guy in mask and cape sitting down next to me* 0_o
Erik: *sees that im staring at him* what?
Me: are you erik?
Erik: what if i am?
Me: 0_o do you have an extra mask i can have? OOH OOH! and can you sign it???
Erik: if you leave me alone...*takes out another mask, scribbles name on it, handes it to me*
Me: ok DEAL! *sits hugging mask humming happily* heart
Erik: *mutters* why do i get stuck with the phan girls?
Me: it could be worse, you could be sitting back there *jerks thumb behind*
Erik: why? *looks back to see multiple girls hanging out of their seats drooling (if looks could kill..)* eek oh
Me: yeah. that's why you're lucky to be sitting by me! I dont kidnap phantoms i love!
Erik: uh...thanks?
Me: welcome! *tries to look in his bag* got any Punjab lassos??
Erik: *sighs* stare
heehee, it would probably go like that until i have a complete phantom outfit of my own! then i'd take his picture before he leaves!! [
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 8:00 pm
Me: *sits down in the center seat*
Erik: Excuse me *attempts to climb over me and get to the window seat*
Me: O....M....G.............*speechlessly allows him through*
Erik: *sits down*
-- about 15 minutes later --
Announcer: We have reached cruising altitude. Certain electronic devices as well as tray tables may be used.
Me: Yay! *starts reaching into backpack to get iPod*
Erik: *puts down tray table and gets out an unfinished score and pen and starts writing music down*
Me: *notices* Ooh, composition! =D *starts sight-humming the visible vocal part of the music*
Erik: *keeps writing notes down but glances over in my direction*
Me: Oh Erik, this is beautiful! You are the world's greatest composer!
Erik: [...] I am working.
Me: I compose too sometimes. Compared to you, I'm just a beginner, but I can get better, especially if you help me.
Erik: *coldly* And why would I help you?
Me: Erik...please? *gets compositions folder and takes out All the World's a Score*
Erik: What is this?
Me: It's my new band piece. If you have...time...could you maybe look over it?
Erik: Oh...alright. But I'm not making any promises. *takes the score*
Me: Thank you! I love you, Erik! *kisses the mask*
Erik: O.O
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 8:58 pm
I would be freaking out, probably ask him what his favorite song is and what he likes and stuff. ( I don't feel like writing it out. smile )
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 9:14 pm
ok here it goes.
Me: *i would be sitting on the middle seat*
Erik: *Comes finds his seat,* Um excuse me.
Me: Uh sure, go ahead. *lets him through while reading Phantom of the opera.*
Erik: Thanks. *goes ands sitts*
Me: *After reading a bit i say* Oi, Christean, you idiot! Why did you do that?
Erik: *looks up and see's i'm reading Phantom of the Opera. and starts to sulk*
the plane takes off
Captine: We have reached Crusing altituide.
Me: *takes out ipod and starts humming to Music of the Night. I look overs and see's Erik.* O...M...G...! your Erik! The Phantom of the Opera! The Angel of Music! The Opera Goust!
Erik: * eek * Uh yea...
Me: OMG! so tell me everything,. and don't leave anything out!
Erik: Um ok...Um*trying to think*
Me: Oh if you ever get on this websight called Gaiaonline, join it and like make sure you join the guild called I heart Phantom of the opera. Its like dedicated to you of corse. And How stupide Cristene was to have left you for Roul...
long story short i would not shut up
and make a fool of my self for not geting an artigrafh,
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:05 pm
haleybob Ok, you get on an airplane, and you find your seat. you sit down, wait a bit, and all of the sudden, Erik- THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!, is taking the seat Right. Next. To. YOU!
what do you do??? how do you respond?
my reaction would be this:Me: *looks up, there's this guy in mask and cape sitting down next to me* 0_o Erik: *sees that im staring at him* what? Me: are you erik? Erik: what if i am? Me: 0_o do you have an extra mask i can have? OOH OOH! and can you sign it??? Erik: if you leave me alone...*takes out another mask, scribbles name on it, handes it to me* Me: ok DEAL! *sits hugging mask humming happily* heart Erik: *mutters* why do i get stuck with the phan girls? Me: it could be worse, you could be sitting back there *jerks thumb behind* Erik: why? *looks back to see multiple girls hanging out of their seats drooling (if looks could kill..)* eek oh Me: yeah. that's why you're lucky to be sitting by me! I dont kidnap phantoms i love! Erik: uh...thanks? Me: welcome! *tries to look in his bag* got any Punjab lassos??
Erik: *sighs* stare heehee, it would probably go like that until i have a complete phantom outfit of my own! then i'd take his picture before he leaves!! [ [/quote rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl lol i don't know, i'd propaply start some small talk
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:30 am
I'd certainly be speechless at first. But so, here's what I'd well, hope, think, might happen.
I sit by the window, gazing out until the plane lifts off and don't really notice who's just sat beside me. (Erik) Once at cruising altitude I'd take out my Phantom of the Opera book and Soundtrack. Only to then notice that Erik was sitting beside me. That's where I pretty much lose my brain and all speaking abilities and just stare at him for awhile, totally freaking him out or annoying him I'm sure. That'd continue for a few minutes until I regain brain controls and blurt out.
"You're Erik! The Phantom!! The Angel of Music!!!"
He'd then nod really slowly, still looking at me warily and say "Yes..."
That's when I'd hold up the book and the soundtrack, again basically speechless. I'm shy enough that I have a hard time talking, especially when I'm nervous/ out of my mind excited.
"I've read about you, and watched the movie, I know the songs by heart!! Christine was an idiot...." I'd exclaim, then end up mumbling.
I'd start humming the Phantom of the Opera then I'm sure. From there I'd just gon on, asking him all sorts of things and generally making myself look like a babbling idiot. I'd probably ask if he'd teach me somewhere in there. Oh, and I'd have to show him the story I wrote about him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 7:20 pm
Me: * finds seat and stares out of window with a bored expression*
Erik: Excuse me is this seat taken?
Me: *still staring out window* No
Erik: Thank you
Me: *mumbles welcome*
Plane takes of into air
Me: *finally notices* O.O.....
Erik: Is everything alright?
Me: ......
Erik: Madame?
Me: *pokes chest to make sure hes real*
Erik: ...Yes?
Me: ......I love you heart _ heart
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:19 pm
Me: -is arguing with brother behind her- FOR THE LAST TIME! I HATE STEVES GUTS! (From "The Outsiders")
Erik: ... Mademoiselle?
Me: Yo.
Erik: (O)_O Is this seat taken?
Me: -sarcastically- Yeah, by my imaginary friend.
Erik: >=( -sits down anyway-
Me: GET OFF MEH BACKPACK! -shoves it from under Eriks butt- -relizies who it is- Oh Crap. Don't kill me!
Erik: I won't. Even though it's VERY TEMPTING.
Me: Anywhoobles...
Erik: -blink-
Me: Y'know what I hate?
Erik: -sighs- What?
Me: That the Sopranos get all the good parts. WHADDA BOUT ALTOS, HUH?
Erik: And that has to do with anything because...?
Me: I think you could compose a piece where the Altos get to sing the Melody.
Erik: -blandly- Sure, Mademoiselle.
Me: FWEE!
Erik: That was sarcasm.
Me: Crap. -starts singing "Stay Gold"
It all depends on the mood I'm in
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 7:22 pm
Me: *Is listening to John Rutter's Magnificat while humming to it softly*
Erik: *Taps shoulder* Is this seat taken?
Me: Hmm? *takes earphone off, and looks up to see that it's him* eek N-no..It's not taken *Moves my stuff so he can sit*
Erik: Thank you, Madam *Takes seat*
Me:*Puts Ipod away, shifts in my seat, doesn't say anything, but stares*
Erik: -_- If you're staring at me because of this mask, you're asking for it.
Me: I-I wasn't starting at you mask, I like to doze off and look into that direction *points into the direction I was dozing off into*
Erik: O_o; Ook..*Takes out music and starts writing*
Me: *pokes him, gasps*
Erik: you're starting to get on my nerves.
Me: *opens mouth to say something, but coughs and pulls out my inhaler and uses it.*
Erik: O__O I'll pertend that didn't just happen..
Yeeeeeeaaaaaah, as you can see, I don't do too well with strangers sweatdrop And the whole thing would've been very akward..
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 8:16 pm
these are all brilliant!! thank you!
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 4:30 pm
::i sit at my seat doodling in a mead composition book and humming think of me to myself::
erik: excuse, me, mademoiselle, i this seat taken?
::i look up. a confused look flits across my face.
me: no, of course not.
::i move my legs so he can sit down, pulling my backpack to the floor.
erik: merci.
me: no pralem.
erik: excuse me?
me: nothing. ignore me .
erik: thats what i plan to do.
me: well EXSQUEEZE me.
::erik pulls out a notebook and pen. he opens the notebook and sheet music falls out onto the floor. i lean down and try to pick it up, knocking heads with erik along the way. his mask falls off and his hand shoots up to cover his burn scars. recognition flashes across my face::
me: sacre bloody blu!
erik: i should have known. excuze my rudeness, but may i have that back?
::i hand erik his mask and sheet music back, my jaw on the floor::
me: youre erik, right?
::erik sighs and adjusts his mask::
erik: yes, i am. how do you know me?
me: in sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came that voice which calls to me and sings my name i know your music.
::erik smiles softly::
erik: sing once again with me, our strange duet. my power over you is stronger yet
::i grin maniacally. erik give me one of those "youre completely nuts" looks and continues writing on his sheet music::
and, fini!
xd
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