asoutcastshear: (he'll always be there singing songs)
[Isn't that a lovely song you hear coming from your journal? But isn't it giving you the strangest sense of deja vu? Maybe you have heard it before, maybe you haven't. Either way, just enjoy it c:]
asoutcastshear: (Shunned by the multitude)
[Erik has come to a basic understanding of why he is here in the Keep. He spent the first night acquainting himself with his journal contraption before venturing out to find a piano or an organ of some sort. Upon locating one, he seated himself and began to play.

What is that somber song you hear? It is Erik mourning.]
asoutcastshear: (Only then can you belong to me)
[All Erik had to do was call. That's all he had to do, and she'd come to him. So that's what he'd do. She felt distant to him and Erik wanted to mend this. What better way than through music?

So he calls for her, voice soft and beckoning. Difficult to ignore. Difficult to resist.]


Anna...
asoutcastshear: (Who was that shape in the shadows?)
[Welp the boat went to hell in a handbag. So what's a Phantom to do? COMPOSE MUSIC OF COURSE! He's actually been working on this for months. And since he's been holed up in his room since escaping deck 17, he's been working on the finishing touches for it.

What is it, you might ask? Why it's Don Juan Triumphant. Erik's masterpiece. The only thing in the world he might love more than Chrissie. Maybe.

Anyway, No one's heard probably heard from the Phantom in a while. Today that changes. Feel privileged Elegante, because you can hear a song from it playing softly from the communicators. A reminder to the people who actually care about him (and those that don't) that he's still alive.]
asoutcastshear: (Come to the Angel of Music.)
[Welp, it's been long enough. Much too long in Erik's opinion. It's time to get the object of his obsession affection back. That means using the voice.]

Christine. I'm waiting.
asoutcastshear: (Say you'll share with me one love)
[It's been too long. Chrissie hasn't come back and Erik has done his best to hunt her down. But the boat is far too big for him to search. There's been no activity on her commline and she hasn't returned to her room. So there's only one conclusion to be made. She's with Raoul. And, well, Erik simply could not have that.

So. He'll try to win her back. Scratch that, he will win her back. If only to get her attention and there is one sure fire way to do that.]


Christine, Christine...

8 × Audio

Sep. 18th, 2010 05:15 pm
asoutcastshear: (Who was that shape in the shadows?)
[Ever since his conversation with Anna a few days ago, Erik has holed himself up in his room, working furiously to get the show prepared.

He had decided to rework a few of his favorite pieces to better suit Anna's voice and would let her choose which she preferred to perform.

Now, though, the Opera Ghost has relocated himself. There was only so much he could do with that little keyboard. He needed a real piano. So he went into the library, sat at the piano, and switched on his comm to give his fellow Elegante passengers a preview of what was to come.]
asoutcastshear: (A voice in the gloom)
[Now that he's free, he's taken to the piano again. This time to soothe his ears from the torture that Redd put him through. He sings softly, but still loud enough to be heard over the network. You should all feel privileged.

There's a chance he has an ulterior motive with this particular song. He knows the effect it has on Christine. And he may very well be counting on it.]
asoutcastshear: (my heart heard music)
[Soooomebody's found a piano. And he's decided to ~*grace*~ the Elegante passengers with his musical genius. The song he is playing sounds so melancholy. Enjoy!]

...Then at last a voice in the gloom seemed to cry "I hear you! I hear your fears, your torment, and your tears."

She saw my loneliness, shared in my emptiness. No one would listen, no one but her, heard as the outcast hears.

[Seduction attempt? What seduction attempt?]

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