operas-phantom

[operas-phantom]

I have no idea why anyone would assume us to be “lickable”.

what if i 𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾

Don’t.

[operas-phantom]

What if a child wandered into your home? It’s possible they came from practice of a new production and wandered down by accident. Possibly scared because they are lost.

Well, I’d wrap myself up in my cloak so I’m even harder to see. I’d present myself as the “Angel of Music” again in order to help them get out, but would try to avoid conversation and make sure they wouldn’t touch anything before they leave.

[operas-phantom]

Erik frowned. So this girl was some kind of ghost, just writing in a journal in his opera house?

He stepped to the side, then to a panel that opened so he could walk the halls. He opened it slightly to peer through; it made a slight noise. It was possible she could see him somewhat in the darkness, if she looked right at him. The sight of a masked man lurking would be enough to scare most people. Most people who were alive, that was.

Anyway, he wasn’t trying to scare her. He was intrigued and wanted a closer look, and perhaps the chance to talk to a real ghost, to see if death really did fare better than life.

*It had been a while since Eliza saw anything outside the crumbled walls of her old university, so the ghost decided to.. explore.*

*she found her way to the Opera House, having fond memories of the place from back when she was little. It brought a rare smile to her face.*

*she wandered around, and eventually sat herself on a bench in the hallway, carefully dusting off her green dress.*

- @of-all-the-poets -

(hi okay so this is an OC who kinda lives in the universe of PotO but died and her ghost lingers at the university she was killed at um if you need more info I can DM you!!!)

The opera house was deserted— except for one ghost, of course.

Two ghosts. But Erik was alive.

He paced through the walls, looking around briefly through small trick “mirrors” so he could see what was outside to ensure everything was clean and to his liking. As he walked, he noticed someone was there.

The opera house was closed currently, it was no wonder it was deserted, and yet she remained. He’d never seen her before, and briefly, slight fury alit in the back of his mind. However, it was quickly snuffed out, because he noticed that she didn’t seem.. quite there. Almost.. an ethereal quality, see-through almost, he could barely pick up on. As if she wasn’t all there. He wondered if he was hallucinating and rubbed at his eyes, but she was still there.

Maybe she was a real ghost, he thought. The idea made him smile.

[operas-phantom]

Am I that forgettable?

But what if. what if all the erik rp blogs like. talked. what would that turn out like.

would they just be like

or would they just. full on throw slurs at eachother. and idk mock. because unlike the whole "phantomverse" thingy where all versions of erik gather up, these are quite literally just slightly differing versions. hell, some are literally the same. and ntm the different writing styles❤‍🩹❤‍🩹sighh then they'll fight over christine or smth

this is the type of stuff that keeps me up at night. we should do this. like, really do this. please yall

[operas-phantom]

Erik looked around at the other Eriks, then up at the ceiling, then down at his feet. He didn’t want to fight them, he took pity on them, for they were just like him; but he wasn’t exactly open to talking to them either.

Challengers

Ok So in response to those that responded I assume Erik's alive and Active.

@operas-phantom @fallenmaestros @ask-phantom-erik @theoperaghostsblog @not-the-phantom-of-the-opera I've put you all in a room. There are metal folding chairs you are sitting on in a circle. There is a sad semi plastic white folding table in the corner with dunkin donuts and a coffee with cups and napkins. There is a poster hanging on the wall with a cat hanging from a tree limb in big fun letters says "hang in there." Welcome to the arena. You have two options talking to the other Eriks about yourself and life and reach for support. Or just ask who the hell are they and what you are doing there. Or start fighting the choice is yours. You will be released when there is only one Erik left standing. Or Everyone has reached some semblance of peace and managed to forge comradery with each other. Fight.

@insertunknownreferencehere I blame you for whatever happens.

[operas-phantom]

what if i 𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾

Don’t.

[operas-phantom]

*It had been a while since Eliza saw anything outside the crumbled walls of her old university, so the ghost decided to.. explore.*

*she found her way to the Opera House, having fond memories of the place from back when she was little. It brought a rare smile to her face.*

*she wandered around, and eventually sat herself on a bench in the hallway, carefully dusting off her green dress.*

- @of-all-the-poets -

(hi okay so this is an OC who kinda lives in the universe of PotO but died and her ghost lingers at the university she was killed at um if you need more info I can DM you!!!)

The opera house was deserted— except for one ghost, of course.

Two ghosts. But Erik was alive.

He paced through the walls, looking around briefly through small trick “mirrors” so he could see what was outside to ensure everything was clean and to his liking. As he walked, he noticed someone was there.

The opera house was closed currently, it was no wonder it was deserted, and yet she remained. He’d never seen her before, and briefly, slight fury alit in the back of his mind. However, it was quickly snuffed out, because he noticed that she didn’t seem.. quite there. Almost.. an ethereal quality, see-through almost, he could barely pick up on. As if she wasn’t all there. He wondered if he was hallucinating and rubbed at his eyes, but she was still there.

Maybe she was a real ghost, he thought. The idea made him smile.

[operas-phantom]

”Hello Erik. How are you?”

”Fine, what’s going on with you recently?”

[operas-phantom]

Ayesha looks great. If only I could wear a mask like that and look fine.. you did me a good service, I see. Made me look much better.

Phantom of the opera but on DTI(yes i play Roblox) btw sorry Erik they didn't have a cape or half mask neither could i make Ayesha perfectly.(characters consists of meg, madame giry, Christine,and Erik)

[operas-phantom]

”Hey there Erik..” Maggie said but she a bit off, she was wearing a long sleeve shirt with a turtleneck under it..

“Hi, Maggie,” Erik turned from the opera he was writing. He noticed she seemed a bit off, and raised an eyebrow, wondering if maybe she was cold. She did seem a bit overdressed— it was usually warm down in his lair anyway, especially because of all the candles.

[operas-phantom]

Hi Erik!! This isnt really an ask or a question but more of a sincere thank you. I’ve been struggling with my body image and weight recently, and I felt like I was too fat, too heavy, etc. It seriously affected my mental health as well as my physical. But at one odd point something clicked in my head and I picked myself back up. I began to eat healthier/in less exorbitant amounts, working out regularly and genuinely wanting to live a better lifestyle. Ive wanted to quit several times, it was very tempting to just say “forget it” and give up. But (and I know this sounds delusional and crazy) I imagined how proud someone like you would be if I actually did manage to lose weight and take care of myself. How you’d cheer me on and encourage me to not give up. That thought kept me going through several slumps in my journey, and now I’m proud to announce that I’ve successfully dropped 45 pounds over the course of about a year. So from the very bottom of my heart: thank you. Thank you so much. While you may not have known it you genuinely turned my life around for the better. ❤️

-from 🦌 anonymous (if I may be of course)

I am, I really am. And of course you may be. Thank you for sharing this with me, and yes, I am proud. You are very welcome as well.

Keep your chin up, anonymous angel. Everyone deserves the chance to sing.

[operas-phantom]

Erik sighed. “This is tedious. I don’t think you should be allowed to reap people who aren’t even dead yet. Have you finished bothering me? I have an opera to write.”

Hello

Hello there indeed. What brings you to my humble page?

[operas-phantom]

”So I did? Then why can’t I recall? And how did I die?” Erik raised an eyebrow.

Hello

Hello there indeed. What brings you to my humble page?

[operas-phantom]

”Well, I haven’t died yet, and if what I know of ‘reapers’ is true, then you should come after I die. And I haven’t died.” Erik flicked at his cloak, unimpressed for the most part. He’d thought his supposed death would be more.. operatic in scale.

Hello

Hello there indeed. What brings you to my humble page?

[operas-phantom]

Erik raised an eyebrow. “What’s that for?”

Hello

Hello there indeed. What brings you to my humble page?

[operas-phantom]

Hello

Hello there indeed. What brings you to my humble page?

[operas-phantom]

😌

Recording some vocals like @operas-phantom told me to practice

recording:⬇️

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