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Post by Jane Porter on Apr 7, 2009 13:50:07 GMT -5
judge claude frollo, grand vizier jafar, lord hades (of the underworld), and clopin king of the gypsies cordially welcomes you to
the villain opera
set to perform:
nani pelekai ursula the sea witch the opera band
and a grand sacrifice of miss jane porter
tonight we set the stage enjoy the show The band was tuning up, the curtain was drawn, and the stage was set. It was all in place. Ready to go, for the Opera Tonight. A feast of sight, sound, and magic. And of course, sacrifice. And there was Jane, propped up in a white dress, with no way out. She was the sacrifice. Her memories were fuzzy. All she could remember was taking a stroll down France, and then everything went black. Maybe it was magic, but she was suddenly here. After being ordered to don the dress, her arms were locked in place. She couldn't escape. As the guitar began to play its chords, Jane felt total fear. She had to get out. Had to escape. She began to open her mouth, to say some words that would calm herself down. But instead of talking, she found herselrf singing. "I must be brave, Come come what may, Can I be saved? Is there a way? At the opera tonight." Jane was amazed at herself. There was something strange going on here ... she just had to find out before the time was up. [[Consider the plot STARTED! All participants may join!]]
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Apr 7, 2009 15:32:33 GMT -5
Ursula was set to perform and boy was she gonna put on a show. She was in her dressing room, decorated in hanging red boas and it was very dark and devious. She looked in the mirror and began singing lightly.
Iiii'm the greatest staaaar..... I am by far
She got up and twirled her trident around her. Her form slimming down, her hair becoming the shade of ravens feathers and was very wild and bouncy. Blue denim jeans slipped on to her hard, but curvy frame. Her top became a black and white striped shirt with a heavy leather jacket with belts and buckles all over it. On her feet were slightly heeled knee high black leather boots, but the transformation was rather quick and clean.
Raise my pay. Start today!
She said pointing at the mirror and her face became slightly paler, but her eyes were the same, her eyebrows were shorter. Her cheekbones were emphasized by the rouge and her lips looked fuller and shiny, but were on a smaller scale and were not as red.
But no one KNOOOOOWS!
She sang out her voice becoming harder and louder, "Looking like Joan Jett...how appropriate." She said moving her way to her mirror, "BOYS!!!" She called out snapping her fingers forming a pool of water with her hands.
The two eels glowing golden eyes formed in the water and there they were, "Madame Ursula?" Jetsam asked, "Who are you?" Flotsam asked.
Ursula simply zapped the eels into guitar playing men looking like the blues brothers, but more grunge oriented, "Boys....we're performing....and you're my back up." She said forming her trident into a lead guitar, the boys having one bass and one treble guitar.
"But we don't know how to play." Jetsam said. The boys had a golden patch over their designated eyes to help them see like they would in their eel state, "We don't even know how to sing." Flotsam said.
"That's what this is for!" She said, her shell necklace now a black choker with shell pendant, still having the same magical effects.
The golden hands wrapped around the throats of the eels and slipped them the voices Ursula would feel appropriate with them having, "There you go." She said simply.
"Now everything seems to be set....we just need to make our grand entrance!" She said with a small smirk.
((Should I sing now or wait until another post?))
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Post by Clopin Trouillefou on Apr 9, 2009 15:33:12 GMT -5
*WILL POST IN A SECOND, LET ME WORK ON IT *
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Post by Esmeralda on Apr 10, 2009 12:39:20 GMT -5
Esmeralda held in her hands an invite to the so-called "Villains Opera". "Hmm," she sneered to herself "A Villains Opera, huh? I wonder what shall be happening there?" She glanced at the list, reading through who was to be involved in this little charade. One name stood out to her: judge claude frollo. Stiffling a shudder, Esmeralda read on: and a grand sacrifice of miss jane porter. What on earth? "Goodness!" she exclaimed "I hope I am not taking this too literally." And then, with a sigh "But I must go. It is not in my nature to play ignorant when people may be in danger. I shall see what I can do to help, even if it means possibly meeting him" she said with a slight snarl, and made her way to the room in which this "opera" would be staged.
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Post by Jane Porter on Apr 14, 2009 12:54:01 GMT -5
*Nudges* We need posts ! Everybody, get typin'!
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