Phantom of the Opera: What not to do should I somehow find myself at the Opera Populaire
I will not spray paint Christine's father's violin bright neon pink.
I will not convert the torture chamber into a sauna.
I will not tell Erik that he has a long lost twin brother living in Gotham City *wink wink*.
On that note, I will not steal Erik's cloak and black mask, then proceed to run around loudly singing the batman theme song.
Nor will I force Erik to ask someone "You want to know how I got these scars?".
I will not ask Raoul if I can borrow some of his hair care products.
I will not strategically place banana peels when Erik is lurking around.
I will not install colored strobe lights during the the Masquerade scene.
Nor will I play the soundtrack from Saturday Night Fever.
I will not give Firmin and Andre a pamphlet for gay couples marriage counseling.
I will not sneak a little "Irish coffee" into Erik's tea, then proceed to film the drunken antics that follow.
I will not make dumb blond jokes around Christine.
I will not loudly announce to the entire opera house that Raoul is a closet homosexual.
I will not replace Christine's masquerade costume at the last minute with a dominatrix outfit, whip included.
I will not make the main characters dress up as the characters from the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Nor will I ever force them to put on the production, even if it would give me a good excuse to throw toast at Raoul and Carlotta.
I will not tell the phangirls how to get into Erik's lair. I really don't want to find myself at the end of a punjab lasso anytime soon.
I will not convince Christine to go goth.
I will not steal Madame Giry's cane and start singing Lovely Ladies as I pace around the ballet rats. Even though it makes a perfect pimp cane.
I will not make Erik listen to Justin Beiber.
Nor will I make anyone listen to Justin Beiber.
I will not replace Erik's parchment paper with girly stationary.
I will not bad mouth Christine's singing around Erik.
I will not tell Meg that her mother is going to whore her out in Love Never Dies.
When people come down to the lair, I will not say "Gentlemen, welcome to my underground lair" in my best Doctor Evil impression.
I will not show the characters the 1998 film version. Frankly I will never show anyone the 1998 film version. *shudders*
When Erik is crying on the rooftop after All I Ask of You, I will not smack him across the head saying "Should of had a V8".
When traveling to the cemetery, I will not constantly ask "Are we there yet?"
I will not tell Erik or Raoul that Christine is a lesbian.
I will not steal Christine's engagement ring to try and form a fellowship.
I will not tell Raoul to embrace his inner goddess .
I will not give a group therapy session to the characters.
I will not giggle every time Erik says he's going to play on his organ.
When Carlotta is having one of her whining sessions, I will not tell her to go write a blog about it.
I will not inform Erik and Raoul of the many slash fics about them on FF.
I will not explain to them what fan fiction is.
If Erik catches me in Box 5, I will not ask " Is this seat taken?"
I will not put pink hair dye in Raoul's hair care products.
I will not replace Erik's black cloaks with flamboyant "Liberace" style cloaks.
I will not take Erik's fireball staff, climb on top of the Daae mausoleum, hold the staff in the air, and yell "YOU...SHALL NOT...PASS!"
