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#phantom of the opera spoilers
lavender-rroses · 23 days
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tremulous and tender
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chungledown-bimothy · 5 months
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TWENTY THOUSAND STOATS??
That's as many stoats as the amount of francs Lefevre paid the Opera Ghost every month!
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an-actual-angel · 8 months
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Possible unpopular opinion: The Emperor from BG3 is Phantom of the Opera coded
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marusumi · 17 days
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close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
and you'll live as you've never lived before
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sakkarose · 8 months
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Welcome back to another episode of art/shitposts I forgot to post like 2 years ago(including art I’ve already posted but thought would fit here):
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hazbinhotelhellhouse · 2 months
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This song is VERY Lucifer Coded! 🍎👑 The organ, the everything about the musical! ITS SO GOOD!
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roadimusprime · 8 days
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Phantom adaptation memes
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ladyofmisfortune · 10 months
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operafish · 9 months
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who wore it better
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chaoticxcreature · 2 years
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valkyrie fighting monsters wearing a phantom of the opera sweatshirt is something i didn’t know i needed pls can i marry her
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faramir-stan · 8 months
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Theatre fans, let's play a game!
The title is Men Are Trash: The Musical.
Which musical am I talking about?
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deadguydeathmatch · 1 year
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Elimination Round 1: Poll 10
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welcometohermitcraft · 5 months
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Just finished listening to wtnv episode 235 and as a person who loves both Night Vale and Les Miserables this might just have become my new favorite episode
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plutodetective · 1 year
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It is again early morning, but I have rested and enjoyed the last twenty-four hours. I slept till late in the day, and awoke of my own accord. When I had dressed myself I went into the room where we had supped, and found a cold breakfast laid out, with coffee kept hot by the pot being placed on the hearth. There was a card on the table, on which was written:—
"I have to be absent for a while. Do not wait for me.—D." I set to and enjoyed a hearty meal. When I had done, I looked for a bell, so that I might let the servants know I had finished; but I could not find one. There are certainly odd deficiencies in the house, considering the extraordinary evidences of wealth which are round me. The table service is of gold, and so beautifully wrought that it must be of immense value. The curtains and upholstery of the chairs and sofas and the hangings of my bed are of the costliest and most beautiful fabrics, and must have been of fabulous value when they were made, for they are centuries old, though in excellent order. I saw something like them in Hampton Court, but there they were worn and frayed and moth-eaten. But still in none of the rooms is there a mirror. There is not even a toilet glass on my table, and I had to get the little shaving glass from my bag before I could either shave or brush my hair. I have not yet seen a servant anywhere, or heard a sound near the castle except the howling of wolves. Some time after I had finished my meal—I do not know whether to call it breakfast or dinner, for it was between five and six o'clock when I had it—I looked about for something to read, for I did not like to go about the castle until I had asked the Count's permission. There was absolutely nothing in the room, book, newspaper, or even writing materials; so I opened another door in the room and found a sort of library. The door opposite mine I tried, but found it locked. (dracula)
When I woke up, I was alone, lying on a sofa in a simply furnished little bedroom, with an ordinary mahogany bedstead, lit by a lamp standing on the marble top of an old Louis-Philippe chest of drawers. I soon discovered that I was a prisoner and that the only outlet from my room led to a very comfortable bath-room. On returning to the bedroom, I saw on the chest of drawers a note, in red ink, which said, 'My dear Christine, you need have no concern as to your fate.  You have no better nor more respectful friend in the world than myself.  You are alone, at present, in this home which is yours.  I am going out shopping to fetch you all the things that you can need.' I felt sure that I had fallen into the hands of a madman.  I ran round my little apartment, looking for a way of escape which I could not find. (the phantom of the opera)
The parallels are so chilling. The note. The locked doors. Christine is more desperate than Jonathan because she already knows for a fact that she’s been kidnapped (and I love the inversion too. She fell into the trap because she thought Erik was a supernatural being, an Angel sent by her father, when his danger lies in the fact that he’s just a normal man. Jonathan fell into the trap thinking he was going to meet a normal man, and fell in the clutches of a dangerous vampire), while Jonathan is frightened of the red flags, but still hasn’t enough evidence to fully realize what happened to him. And I love the differences too. Erik, under the delusion that he’ll later manage to make Christine into his wife, almost seems to care about his captive’s comfort. She has the means to do her toilette, and assurances that she won’t be touched without her consent. Of course, that’s nothing. He has fucking kidnapped and imprisoned her, and she’s right to despair. But even at these early stages, when Dracula has yet to show his true colors, Jonathan is being offered less than Christine. Dracula later claims to love him, yet he’s already deprived of mirrors and is already being touched in ways that make him uncomfortable. I love and am fascinated by both the similarities and the differences in these two passages. I love Jonathan Harker, Gothic Heroine.
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dhampiravidi · 2 months
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me: the only musicals I can sit through & enjoy are Phantom of the Opera, Sweeney Todd & the Disney classics--
*checks notes* also this Epic thing. the Greek mythology thing.
@across-the-seas-to-home
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eyestrain-addict · 11 months
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Everyone's excited for season 2, debating loumand and loustat. Fair enough I also want gay shit but that is not my top priority.
I want horror. I want blood and terror. I want louis to be psychologically and physically tortured in ways he'll never recover from (I love him). I want blacked out and false memories. I want real bloodborne phantom of the opera shit. I want to suffer. I want them to suffer. I want louis to sing phantom of the opera as Christine and Armand as the phantom. I want Madeline to be made under duress. I want louis to tell Daniel a nice fancy flowery version then have a mental breakdown remembering the trauma he endured.
I want pain.
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