The All Powerful Author Notes: Heh. Okay,hopefully no Village People lover mobs are gathering to hunt me down. At least not yet. Let me get the story out first,okay? ^_^ That is all. Read and Review.
*An hour later,after getting the rather traumatized managers out of their costumes and letting everyone place orders for lunch..*
Erik: *sitting in front of a dressing room door*...I'm bored.
Lythos: *sitting across from him*...That's my line.
Erik: Is not. I'm older than you.
Lythos: ...so?
Erik: ...so...I invented it before you.
Lythos: Again,so? It's still my line.
Erik: *sigh* If you say so.
Lythos: I do.*glare*
Erik: *blinks at glare*...what?
L.M: *walks -over- Erik* He's just glaring because he's jealous of how cute you are.
Lythos: Oh gods...
Erik: *twitches* She's one of those psycho Me-Phans,isn't she?
L.M: *blinks* Genius you aren't,today. One would think with all the bashing Raoul's gotten....
Raoul: *walks up,starts to speak,but emits a...meow?*
Erik: *jumps* Did he...*suddenly menacing as he stands* Eat.My.Cat?
Raoul: Meow.
L.M: *steps in front of Erik and begins to examine Raoul* I...dunno.
Raoul: Meow.
Ayesha: *walks up and rubs against Erik*mewwww..
Raoul: Meow.
L.M: *looks down* Apparently not...*slaps Raoul*What's wrong with you now?
Raoul: *smiles* Huh?
Lythos: ...did...his brain get stuck?
L.M: *shrugs* doesn't matter...Where's Nadir?
Nadir: *grumbles from inside the room* Must I wear this?
L.M: *snickers* Yep. *grabs Raoul,Erik,and Lythos and shoves them inside* Go get ready.
Lythos,Erik: Ack!
Raoul: Meow!
L.M: *walks back on stage,humming happily to herself,flops down and looks around,then spots Isis* Hey,c'mere a second.
Isis: *blinks then walks up to the stage,having been talking with Dash* Yes?
L.M: Hey Techy Talon,you c'mere too.
Talon: *walks out,sees Isis,blinks*
Isis: *blinks*
L.M: *holds up a dressing room key* Go.
Isis: *grabs the key*
Talon: *grabs Isis and runs*
L.M: *coughs* Now...that that's done...*pause*...crap,we need a new techy dude. Hey..Gabe?
Gabe: *from the balcony* I'm quite comfortable up here,thank you.
L.M: *looks around*...Anyone else?
Managers: *glare at L.M from the corner of the stage they're huddled on*
L.M: I didn't mean YOU all. *sighs,frowns a bit...then eyes Maddiun*...think you could...
Lark: *glares* The only way he's back stage with you is if I come too.
L.M: *sighs more* Fluck. Ok. Fine. Both of you get back there.
Maddiun: ...but I didn't agree to anything...
L.M: Too bad. *hops off the stage,walks over to him,and pouts*
Maddiun: *sighs* Fine.
Lark: *growls*
L.M: *walks over to Lark and kisses his cheek* Calm down.
Lark: *grumbles*
Maddiun: *heads on back to the light/sound table,trips going across the stage*
L.M: *blinks worriedly* You okay Maddiun?
Maddiun: *groans and gets back up*Yeah.
Lark: *rushes after him and continues to growl at him some*
Maddiun: *makes his way back to the table,then stands there and shudders at the music*
Lark: *leans against the wall and eyes him*
L.M: *hops back onto the stage and looks out over the Phans*....so what do we do now?
Scythe: *still deep in the conversation with Tifa* Yeah....but didn't you always wonder about those feathers...?
Tifa: No...
Scythe: Something tells me Trinity likes them...
Tifa: Doesn't Tomo-girly have some character with feathers..?
Scythe: Lulu has feathers..
L.M: *twitches* She does not.
Scythe: Wrong Lulu.
L.M: *flops backwards on the stage...then suddenly has a drop of something hit her stomach*AH!
Daniel: *back to flirting with that girl* Well,I -do- know of this really quiet dark room and-*looks up at the stage* Ah what?
L.M: *wipes the drop off* It looks like blood..*sticks her finger in her mouth,licking it off some* Kinda tastes like blood..*sniffs her finger then shudders* ew...
Dash: Why ew?
L.M: Because it smells like my dog. Hey,Lythos!
Lythos: *troops out from backstage in black silky boxers* What.
L.M: *shoves her finger in his mouth* Is that blood?
Lythos: *blinks,looks down at her finger,then bites it and pulls away* If it wasn't before,it is now.
L.M: *pouts and holds her finger* Meanie. *looks up* Hey..there's somethin' up there....
Buquet & Piangi: *from offstage* It's not us!
L.M: Really? Damn. *stands up,still holding her bitten digit,and walks off to see just -what- it is.*
Dash: *looks forlorn* I'm...borrrrrrreeeeddddd...
L.M: *sticks her head in to Erik,Nadir,Raoul,and Lythos' dressing room* Is all okay in here?
Erik: *blinks faintly and places a hand calmly between his legs* Everything is fine,Mademoiselle.
Raoul: *turns around* Huh?
L.M: *screeches* I'm blind! *runs away* Someone burnt my eyes out!!!AAAAHHH!
Raoul: *looks down* ...but...I've still got my underwear on....
Nadir: It's.....yellow.
Raoul: Nuh uh,it's Wolley.
Lythos: Who the hells told you that?
Raoul: My..mommy..*starting to look a bit teary eyed* Why..?
Nadir: ...Wolley must just...look a lot like yellow..er...
Erik: ....It's. Yellow. It's a very Ugly. shade of yellow. It's almost as bad as the blonde version of my poor Christine...
Raoul: *growls* Christine's mine!
Erik: Good for you. Speaking of which,where is Christine?
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L.M: *has made her way to the catwalk,cursing heights,and slowly creeping along the big swinging metal bridge* Bad...bad..this is BAD....Dammit,why didn't I send Buquet up here?!
Buquet: *looks up at her* Because I have a decided fear of being up there now.
L.M: *looks down at him* You weren't supposed to hear that.
Buquet:...Oh.
L.M: *shakes her head and continues to creep,seeing a rather big,dark,limp object ahead* What the?
Erik: *shakes his head as he reads the lyrics* Such horrific use of the english language....
Lythos: *shuddering* Too..many...bright...colors.....*twitches*
L.M: *looks down at them* Quit complaining,you're up soon.
Raoul: up...?
Nadir: Don't confuse yourself Fop,your brain doesn't need fried. Hey! I didn't say that!
Erik: *snickers to himself*
L.M: *continues to shimmy along the catwalk,frowning to herself* I don't like this..don't like this at all...what..?EW!
Lark: *looking up* What is it?
L.M: It's...it's.....
A/n: Tune in next time for the continuing saga of this freaky phic that emerged from my head. Thank you.
(isn't it kind I make you all wait..
and wait..
and wait like this?)
*An hour later,after getting the rather traumatized managers out of their costumes and letting everyone place orders for lunch..*
Erik: *sitting in front of a dressing room door*...I'm bored.
Lythos: *sitting across from him*...That's my line.
Erik: Is not. I'm older than you.
Lythos: ...so?
Erik: ...so...I invented it before you.
Lythos: Again,so? It's still my line.
Erik: *sigh* If you say so.
Lythos: I do.*glare*
Erik: *blinks at glare*...what?
L.M: *walks -over- Erik* He's just glaring because he's jealous of how cute you are.
Lythos: Oh gods...
Erik: *twitches* She's one of those psycho Me-Phans,isn't she?
L.M: *blinks* Genius you aren't,today. One would think with all the bashing Raoul's gotten....
Raoul: *walks up,starts to speak,but emits a...meow?*
Erik: *jumps* Did he...*suddenly menacing as he stands* Eat.My.Cat?
Raoul: Meow.
L.M: *steps in front of Erik and begins to examine Raoul* I...dunno.
Raoul: Meow.
Ayesha: *walks up and rubs against Erik*mewwww..
Raoul: Meow.
L.M: *looks down* Apparently not...*slaps Raoul*What's wrong with you now?
Raoul: *smiles* Huh?
Lythos: ...did...his brain get stuck?
L.M: *shrugs* doesn't matter...Where's Nadir?
Nadir: *grumbles from inside the room* Must I wear this?
L.M: *snickers* Yep. *grabs Raoul,Erik,and Lythos and shoves them inside* Go get ready.
Lythos,Erik: Ack!
Raoul: Meow!
L.M: *walks back on stage,humming happily to herself,flops down and looks around,then spots Isis* Hey,c'mere a second.
Isis: *blinks then walks up to the stage,having been talking with Dash* Yes?
L.M: Hey Techy Talon,you c'mere too.
Talon: *walks out,sees Isis,blinks*
Isis: *blinks*
L.M: *holds up a dressing room key* Go.
Isis: *grabs the key*
Talon: *grabs Isis and runs*
L.M: *coughs* Now...that that's done...*pause*...crap,we need a new techy dude. Hey..Gabe?
Gabe: *from the balcony* I'm quite comfortable up here,thank you.
L.M: *looks around*...Anyone else?
Managers: *glare at L.M from the corner of the stage they're huddled on*
L.M: I didn't mean YOU all. *sighs,frowns a bit...then eyes Maddiun*...think you could...
Lark: *glares* The only way he's back stage with you is if I come too.
L.M: *sighs more* Fluck. Ok. Fine. Both of you get back there.
Maddiun: ...but I didn't agree to anything...
L.M: Too bad. *hops off the stage,walks over to him,and pouts*
Maddiun: *sighs* Fine.
Lark: *growls*
L.M: *walks over to Lark and kisses his cheek* Calm down.
Lark: *grumbles*
Maddiun: *heads on back to the light/sound table,trips going across the stage*
L.M: *blinks worriedly* You okay Maddiun?
Maddiun: *groans and gets back up*Yeah.
Lark: *rushes after him and continues to growl at him some*
Maddiun: *makes his way back to the table,then stands there and shudders at the music*
Lark: *leans against the wall and eyes him*
L.M: *hops back onto the stage and looks out over the Phans*....so what do we do now?
Scythe: *still deep in the conversation with Tifa* Yeah....but didn't you always wonder about those feathers...?
Tifa: No...
Scythe: Something tells me Trinity likes them...
Tifa: Doesn't Tomo-girly have some character with feathers..?
Scythe: Lulu has feathers..
L.M: *twitches* She does not.
Scythe: Wrong Lulu.
L.M: *flops backwards on the stage...then suddenly has a drop of something hit her stomach*AH!
Daniel: *back to flirting with that girl* Well,I -do- know of this really quiet dark room and-*looks up at the stage* Ah what?
L.M: *wipes the drop off* It looks like blood..*sticks her finger in her mouth,licking it off some* Kinda tastes like blood..*sniffs her finger then shudders* ew...
Dash: Why ew?
L.M: Because it smells like my dog. Hey,Lythos!
Lythos: *troops out from backstage in black silky boxers* What.
L.M: *shoves her finger in his mouth* Is that blood?
Lythos: *blinks,looks down at her finger,then bites it and pulls away* If it wasn't before,it is now.
L.M: *pouts and holds her finger* Meanie. *looks up* Hey..there's somethin' up there....
Buquet & Piangi: *from offstage* It's not us!
L.M: Really? Damn. *stands up,still holding her bitten digit,and walks off to see just -what- it is.*
Dash: *looks forlorn* I'm...borrrrrrreeeeddddd...
L.M: *sticks her head in to Erik,Nadir,Raoul,and Lythos' dressing room* Is all okay in here?
Erik: *blinks faintly and places a hand calmly between his legs* Everything is fine,Mademoiselle.
Raoul: *turns around* Huh?
L.M: *screeches* I'm blind! *runs away* Someone burnt my eyes out!!!AAAAHHH!
Raoul: *looks down* ...but...I've still got my underwear on....
Nadir: It's.....yellow.
Raoul: Nuh uh,it's Wolley.
Lythos: Who the hells told you that?
Raoul: My..mommy..*starting to look a bit teary eyed* Why..?
Nadir: ...Wolley must just...look a lot like yellow..er...
Erik: ....It's. Yellow. It's a very Ugly. shade of yellow. It's almost as bad as the blonde version of my poor Christine...
Raoul: *growls* Christine's mine!
Erik: Good for you. Speaking of which,where is Christine?
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L.M: *has made her way to the catwalk,cursing heights,and slowly creeping along the big swinging metal bridge* Bad...bad..this is BAD....Dammit,why didn't I send Buquet up here?!
Buquet: *looks up at her* Because I have a decided fear of being up there now.
L.M: *looks down at him* You weren't supposed to hear that.
Buquet:...Oh.
L.M: *shakes her head and continues to creep,seeing a rather big,dark,limp object ahead* What the?
Erik: *shakes his head as he reads the lyrics* Such horrific use of the english language....
Lythos: *shuddering* Too..many...bright...colors.....*twitches*
L.M: *looks down at them* Quit complaining,you're up soon.
Raoul: up...?
Nadir: Don't confuse yourself Fop,your brain doesn't need fried. Hey! I didn't say that!
Erik: *snickers to himself*
L.M: *continues to shimmy along the catwalk,frowning to herself* I don't like this..don't like this at all...what..?EW!
Lark: *looking up* What is it?
L.M: It's...it's.....
A/n: Tune in next time for the continuing saga of this freaky phic that emerged from my head. Thank you.
(isn't it kind I make you all wait..
and wait..
and wait like this?)