On Mundane seeing the 25th Anniversary Special for the very first time.

[theoperaghost]

Mlle. Mundane:

It is with polite wishes that I greet you; allowing me to grace the theater of your mind once again was a wise choice, despite your choice to bring me back being decided by something rather fickle. Regardless, I am glad to return.

However, Mundane, it seems you have not learned a single thing since my absence. As I have said once before, I do not associate with anything that does not have some potential for improvement. Be thankful that I still do, and keep in mind my warnings. Those who do not listen are doomed to fall. And we would not want any disasters, would we?

As for your little gala tonight... I am pleased you enjoyed it. Yes, both Mlle. Boggess, and Mlle. Brightman at the end, were dazzling performances. They were worthy renditions of Christine Daaé. Even the man who played the Vicomte did well, as much as I despise the man. Carlotta's actress was excellent... at least, for Carlotta. Well, one cannot fault her for having to play such a revolting woman, with an even more repulsive personality. And, of course, there was M. Karimloo, the "Phantom" himself. He did well. I must admit, it was disorienting, hearing you scheming up ideas based upon his performance. Do try to realize who is the real person in charge here.

Still, you must not be so starstruck that you neglect to remember my requests. Enabled though you may have been by the viewing tonight, I still require complete obedience, and you have failed me at every turn thus far. Now, away with you. Do try to get me icons before you will me to speak again. Your laziness does not become you.

Your humble and obedient Servant,

The Opera Ghost

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[prince_type]

The Opera Ghost... [Give him a moment, tapping his chin as he knows he's heard this whole spiel before. Though once it clicks in his head he seems a bit more upbeat than previously.]

Ahh~ A pleasure it must have been to see such a dazzling performance, it makes me miss the theatre more and more as I hear about it. Though, I must admit, Monsieur Opera Ghost, I do envy the ability to be able to teach those around you such a lovely and beautiful gift.

[theoperaghost]

It was not nearly as good as seeing it upon a genuine stage - it was only a cinema, after all - yet the performance was still rather riveting, at least for my Mundane. Then again, she has always been rather complacent, therefore she is likely not the best judge.

Monsieur, I only teach those who are willing and able to learn; impressionable and loyal, if you will. I have had few pupils because many could not reach the level of perfection I demand. This one, it seems, is not even so.

[prince_type]

Of course, there is nothing that compares to the beauty and allure of the stage. The actors and singers performing on the spot in real time, knowing that they are absolutely genuine in the way they are.

Is that not how teaching tends to go? If you teach someone who has no talent for it, then there's no reason to teach. Even though my case is something quite different, the basis is still the same.

[theoperaghost]

I do agree with your estimation. The theater is my metaphorical (and rather literal) home - now if only my house guests would stop using my theater boxes without my permission.

That would be my thought, however, humanity as a whole does not seem to think so. Take yourself, for instance. My mundane seems to recall an incident involving yourself and a man who had no true talent for being a charming and, as you put it, "princely" brother - yet, teaching still took place. I find that rather disappointing, despite it being done for the sake of a small girl. Still, it is a comfort that this girl embraced the darkness out of love - this means it can be done.

Those I have visited as the Angel of Music (or in this girl's case, simply a glorified mouthpiece, much to my displeasure) most certainly have the talent, I am sure of this.

[prince_type]

Given your title... they may think you nothing more than a tale, I would assume. Perhaps making sure they know you do exist would help some?

[Cringing back a bit, uuurk. He did that for Kirimi, really!] When someone needs help and wishes to try and be accepted by their sibling, I'm going to help. Even if it means going against my standards of who would be best in that position. I am quite glad they came to terms, at least, he really was better suited for the darkness...

I'm sure they do, I wouldn't doubt your skill.

[theoperaghost]

And this is what my daily hauntings are for. Falling sets, mysterious deaths, and salary demands do seem to get the point across.

How very quaint. Your "help" did not seem to affect matters much.

There are those who cannot ever leave the Darkness. Though this Nekozawa person my Mundane keeps referring to is allergic to sunlight, he and I do share certain aspects. He, however, does not share my one affliction. He is handsome, like you, and like the Vicomte.

[prince_type]

Oddly enough people will still shrug those off as accidents and nothing more.

It was still worth a try! And, ah, he is. I find it a bit of a shame that he wears that wig and cape as much as he does, but whatever suits him, I suppose.

[Pausing, not entirely sure how to take the handsome comment.] I was just lucky on the genetic roll, is all.

[theoperaghost]

Many did not believe they were accidents. Some did, and I managed to convince them quite thoroughly after a time. I am a fairly patient man in these matters.

"Worth a try", yes. Very idealistic. Very foolish. But he cannot really help the cape, much like I really cannot help my mask.

Lucky, yes. Or perhaps it was something more than luck. Fate, perhaps.

[prince_type]

Then they are just foolish and stubborn.

Idealistic. If one doesn't have some faith in something, then what do they have? Being realistic all the time is a depressing thing and won't end well if you remain only to it.

Fate? How can fate be a factor in my appearance?

[theoperaghost]

Foolish and stubborn, what a one to say such things.

Faith, my boy, is not possible for one to possess when abandoned by most "somethings". Realism is not quite my métier either, but it is still less fleeting than things such as "faith". Melodies are not so if they are not written down and practiced - an idea, but still with a grounding in reality. Without such things as music staves, melodic ideas would not exist; without such things as scripts, grand dramas would disappear in a short length, only to be buried under another fleeting thought. Nothing ever runs as smoothly as the ideal, except with much practice, which I do believe falls under the category of realisim.

A handsome man falls madly in love with a beautiful woman, and they have a handsome son. That is not luck, that is fate; it is expected from such a couple as your parents seem to be, if my Mundane is a good source.

Now take the same two people, and give them an ugly son, the most hideous creature ever known to walk the earth from the day he was born - that is luck, and terrible luck at that. "Good" luck such as you claim is not really luck at all, since it is expected; such a scenario as I've described is shocking and appalling to most minds.

[bindsthedead]

Servant? You seem a rather demanding one, though I cannot blame you.

[theoperaghost]

I serve my Mundane by humiliating myself in order to be her voice. The least she could do in return is provide a more comfortable setting, one I can control without her wretched machinations impeding upon my creative space.

[bindsthedead]

A more comfortable setting- are you asking for a game, or simply a more pleasant space inside her head.

[theoperaghost]

I doubt many games would allow a one such as me. I do like my privacy, and that is not quite conducive to completing "activity checks".

A pleasant space in her mind would be the most opportune. However, my Mundane has far too many other muses for my liking. For one who is wanting to devote time to perfecting my mannerisms, I expected quite a bit more determination and loyalty than this.

[bindsthedead]

You do not enjoy speaking with others at all?

[theoperaghost]

Not with the typical, plebian masses, no. I'm afraid they are far too intellectually simple for my tastes. On occasion, an individual is not unpleasant to speak with about this matter or that matter. I am not normally interested in small talk, however.

[bindsthedead]

I see. Although my mundane believes I might enjoy discussing music with you.

[theoperaghost]

One of my favorite subjects. Although, I am a much greater supporter of classical pieces, not the things my Mundane listens to. But even music such as this has one benefit or another.

[cursedtosleep]

I simply adore music, and that list of singers made my writer quite happy.




((OOC: Hello! I know this is completely random but I could find you icons, if you like?))

[theoperaghost]

Your Mundane has excellent taste, your Highness. Are you also familiar with these names, then?

(( ooc: Hello there! I actually had been making icons based off some screenshots I'd had of the movie. But, my main computer decided to break. So I should be getting it fixed soon, but if you do still want to look, I would appreciate it greatly! ))

[cursedtosleep]

I'm afraid I myself am not, but she is very familiar with them. I would like to be though.

[theoperaghost]

I take it she is extensively into the theater, to know such names. My Mundane knew M. Karimloo from Webber's sequel, but she has not seen it. She plans to watch it tomorrow. (The original work does not end with me being alive, so it is rather unsettling to think about. I think I shall have to sit out.)

Clearly your Mundane must explain these things to you, then.