Sorry I haven't updated in a while and this isn't very long. You wouldn't believe the insanity around here!
Phan: Yucky....Whatever I ate don't let me have any more.
ALW: (slightly confused) You didn't eat anything.
Phan: Then feed me! What are you trying to do? Starve me to death? (Passes out again)
W: That was odd.
Y: You think she could be delirious?
(later)
Phan: (waking up) Erik...?
All but HL/POTP: Right here.
Phan: Hold on. Let me take inventory.
CD: Are you feeling allright?
Phan: Hmm let's see. I'm completely obsessed with Phantom of the Opera and I'm surrounded by concerned Phantoms....I don't see ANYTHING wrong! (smiles)
SK: Definately back to normal.
Phan: AB-normal, thank you very much.
SK: Of course.
T: Glad you're feeling better.
Phan: Yeah....Uh, sorry about clocking your fiancee. I thought she was a different Christine, in which case she deserved it.
T: What do you mean, "Different Christine"? There's only the one.
Phan: For ALL the versions????
T: Well....yes.
Phan: In that case I'm NOT sorry I hit you. But I'm glad she chose you over a Raoul.
Christine: May have taken me a while but I finally made the right decision!
Phan: Taken awhile?
Christine: Why yes. I've been divorced 17 times. (smiles stupidly)
Phan: Whoa!
T: Wait. You didn't tell me you were DIVORCED! Who did you marry for crying out loud?
Christine: Well there was Raoul...Then Raoul, then Raoul, then Raoul, then Richard, then Anatole, then Raoul, then.....
T: I don't believe this!
Christine: Hold on. I'm not done! I haven't even MENTIONED my one-night flings.
RE/SK: But you said I was the only one!
SK: (glaring at RE) YOU?!? I knew you were a scoundrel and a bounder, but this crosses a line!
RE: (Snarling at SK) I wouldn't have thought Christine would have gone for a stuffed shirt hoity-toity bastard like you!
(SK and RE get into a catfight, T breaks down into tears, all the other Phantoms just stand around looking REALLY confused.)
A: I feel so USED.
O: Christine...? I don't understand.
DS: Me neither! You put-out for those two dweebs but not for me?!
Christine: Don't be ridiculous. Not JUST those two!
ALW: You-you WHAT?
CD: I feel like such a fool....
Phan: (stomping up to Christine) Say g'night, Gracie! (lays Christine flat with a good sock in the eye) Oooh....That's going to swell and hurt SO bad in the morning. What a shame....
Y: You HIT her!
DB: You shouldn't hit her!
SK: Oh my God...Christine!
Phan: Oh GAWD! She plays you all for saps....TWICE over... and you STILL defend her! And it's not like I'm the only one who's punched her before. (turns to T) Right?
T: It was an ACCIDENT!
Phan: God forbid I would ever DROP A CHANDELIER AT HER FEET, hm? (turns to ALW)
ALW: Point taken.
Phan: Anyone else want to complain about it? (folds her arms and looks around at all the Phantoms)
CR: Is there anyone here you don't have dirt on?
Phan: No. Now if I'm not horribly mistaken we have some Raoul ass to kick.
DB: (jumping around excitedly) Smashy smashy!
RE: (grinning evilly) I'm gonna make me a fop-skin rug!
Phan: Let's nail 'em to the wall!
A: Maybe you shouldn't go. I don't know if you're up to it.
W: He's right. You can stay here with the professor.
HL: Indeed. We'll have scones and I'll play Beethoven. And then we can bake cookies.
Phan: ........I'm coming with you guys. The non-violent poofta can hold down the fort.
CD: You're going to get hurt again.
Phan: Look, I'm a big tuff girl and I can take care of myself....and it just so happens that I have a wonderful and brilliant plan. (grin)
YK: Do you now?
Phan: Of course! It's my job to think up horrible deaths for Raoul.
DS: She has less of a life than the rest of you bums.
CR: Excuse me?
POTM: Yeah, like, some of us actually had a LIFE before y'know we got screwed up and ended up down here with you freaks of nature.
SK: Care to rephrase that?
RE: Rephrase nothing! Care to step outside so I don't get blood on the carpet?
T: So much bad karma....
POTP: Nobody asked you!
Phan: I do too have a life!
(Yet another big arguement)
Christine: (groggily coming around) Fight, fight, fight...that's all I ever hear when I'm down here. (passes back out)
LC: Anyhow, what was your plan?
Phan: They way I figure it, the fops are relying on each other for strength. As long as they're functioning as a unit they have some stupid idea they can win. It's way more fun to kill their morale first. So, divide and conquer. Set fop against fop. While they're busy fighting, we pick 'em off one by one and torture them to death. Great fun all around.
CT: Divide and conquor! That's why we've been fighting so much! SHE'S A SPY! We're all going to die! It's a conspiracy I tell you! A conspira--
ALW: (pounds CT over the head with a small candelabra) Ahh...silence...
O: Nice work.
Phan: So, what we need is a decoy. Someone to go into the lair of the beast and get them good and angry at each other.
CD: It'd have to be someone they'd believe we'd throw out.
ALW: I say we send M. Parfait in. (shoves DS towards the door)
DS: You must be joking!
A: Nobody's laughing, Giggles.
DS: What about the deadbeat conspiracy theorist! He'll annoy them to death!
SK: You know, he does have a point.
Phan: Yeah, but that's almost too cruel. Even for the fops!
HL: What about the psychopath?
ALL: I resent that!
HL: No...THAT psychopath. (points at RE)
RE: Send me into that place as a spy and I'll rip your eyes from their sockets!
POTM: Dude....like, chill!
O: Gentleman. We have a winner.
(everyone looks at POTM)
POTM: Whoa....bummer.
Phan: Yucky....Whatever I ate don't let me have any more.
ALW: (slightly confused) You didn't eat anything.
Phan: Then feed me! What are you trying to do? Starve me to death? (Passes out again)
W: That was odd.
Y: You think she could be delirious?
(later)
Phan: (waking up) Erik...?
All but HL/POTP: Right here.
Phan: Hold on. Let me take inventory.
CD: Are you feeling allright?
Phan: Hmm let's see. I'm completely obsessed with Phantom of the Opera and I'm surrounded by concerned Phantoms....I don't see ANYTHING wrong! (smiles)
SK: Definately back to normal.
Phan: AB-normal, thank you very much.
SK: Of course.
T: Glad you're feeling better.
Phan: Yeah....Uh, sorry about clocking your fiancee. I thought she was a different Christine, in which case she deserved it.
T: What do you mean, "Different Christine"? There's only the one.
Phan: For ALL the versions????
T: Well....yes.
Phan: In that case I'm NOT sorry I hit you. But I'm glad she chose you over a Raoul.
Christine: May have taken me a while but I finally made the right decision!
Phan: Taken awhile?
Christine: Why yes. I've been divorced 17 times. (smiles stupidly)
Phan: Whoa!
T: Wait. You didn't tell me you were DIVORCED! Who did you marry for crying out loud?
Christine: Well there was Raoul...Then Raoul, then Raoul, then Raoul, then Richard, then Anatole, then Raoul, then.....
T: I don't believe this!
Christine: Hold on. I'm not done! I haven't even MENTIONED my one-night flings.
RE/SK: But you said I was the only one!
SK: (glaring at RE) YOU?!? I knew you were a scoundrel and a bounder, but this crosses a line!
RE: (Snarling at SK) I wouldn't have thought Christine would have gone for a stuffed shirt hoity-toity bastard like you!
(SK and RE get into a catfight, T breaks down into tears, all the other Phantoms just stand around looking REALLY confused.)
A: I feel so USED.
O: Christine...? I don't understand.
DS: Me neither! You put-out for those two dweebs but not for me?!
Christine: Don't be ridiculous. Not JUST those two!
ALW: You-you WHAT?
CD: I feel like such a fool....
Phan: (stomping up to Christine) Say g'night, Gracie! (lays Christine flat with a good sock in the eye) Oooh....That's going to swell and hurt SO bad in the morning. What a shame....
Y: You HIT her!
DB: You shouldn't hit her!
SK: Oh my God...Christine!
Phan: Oh GAWD! She plays you all for saps....TWICE over... and you STILL defend her! And it's not like I'm the only one who's punched her before. (turns to T) Right?
T: It was an ACCIDENT!
Phan: God forbid I would ever DROP A CHANDELIER AT HER FEET, hm? (turns to ALW)
ALW: Point taken.
Phan: Anyone else want to complain about it? (folds her arms and looks around at all the Phantoms)
CR: Is there anyone here you don't have dirt on?
Phan: No. Now if I'm not horribly mistaken we have some Raoul ass to kick.
DB: (jumping around excitedly) Smashy smashy!
RE: (grinning evilly) I'm gonna make me a fop-skin rug!
Phan: Let's nail 'em to the wall!
A: Maybe you shouldn't go. I don't know if you're up to it.
W: He's right. You can stay here with the professor.
HL: Indeed. We'll have scones and I'll play Beethoven. And then we can bake cookies.
Phan: ........I'm coming with you guys. The non-violent poofta can hold down the fort.
CD: You're going to get hurt again.
Phan: Look, I'm a big tuff girl and I can take care of myself....and it just so happens that I have a wonderful and brilliant plan. (grin)
YK: Do you now?
Phan: Of course! It's my job to think up horrible deaths for Raoul.
DS: She has less of a life than the rest of you bums.
CR: Excuse me?
POTM: Yeah, like, some of us actually had a LIFE before y'know we got screwed up and ended up down here with you freaks of nature.
SK: Care to rephrase that?
RE: Rephrase nothing! Care to step outside so I don't get blood on the carpet?
T: So much bad karma....
POTP: Nobody asked you!
Phan: I do too have a life!
(Yet another big arguement)
Christine: (groggily coming around) Fight, fight, fight...that's all I ever hear when I'm down here. (passes back out)
LC: Anyhow, what was your plan?
Phan: They way I figure it, the fops are relying on each other for strength. As long as they're functioning as a unit they have some stupid idea they can win. It's way more fun to kill their morale first. So, divide and conquer. Set fop against fop. While they're busy fighting, we pick 'em off one by one and torture them to death. Great fun all around.
CT: Divide and conquor! That's why we've been fighting so much! SHE'S A SPY! We're all going to die! It's a conspiracy I tell you! A conspira--
ALW: (pounds CT over the head with a small candelabra) Ahh...silence...
O: Nice work.
Phan: So, what we need is a decoy. Someone to go into the lair of the beast and get them good and angry at each other.
CD: It'd have to be someone they'd believe we'd throw out.
ALW: I say we send M. Parfait in. (shoves DS towards the door)
DS: You must be joking!
A: Nobody's laughing, Giggles.
DS: What about the deadbeat conspiracy theorist! He'll annoy them to death!
SK: You know, he does have a point.
Phan: Yeah, but that's almost too cruel. Even for the fops!
HL: What about the psychopath?
ALL: I resent that!
HL: No...THAT psychopath. (points at RE)
RE: Send me into that place as a spy and I'll rip your eyes from their sockets!
POTM: Dude....like, chill!
O: Gentleman. We have a winner.
(everyone looks at POTM)
POTM: Whoa....bummer.