Post by Meg Estelle Giry on Jan 22, 2013 16:53:03 GMT -5
Meg Estelle Giry
"He's Here! The Phantom of the Opera!"
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Player Name: Kathy
Years Roleplaying: About 2
Gender: Woman
Contact me: PM is fine
How you found us?: Saw the listing on RPG Collection. Thought it looked interesting.
Anything else?: Turtles scare me :
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Basic Information
Age: 15
Canon or OC?: Andrew Lloyd Webber Stage
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Appearance
Body type: She's skinny and flat chested with a general dancer's physique. She's short and usually stands in a submissive first position pose with her hands either clasped behind her back or in front of her.
Eye color: She has sky blue eyes that are almond shaped
Wardrobe: Meg generally wears attire from the ballet. She dresses in leotards and tutus, and always wears a pair of spotless white tights. Her favorite color is purple, and when she's not wearing her dance outfits, it's the color she likes to wear most, like she does at the Masquerade. She's also very fond of hats, but doesn't get to wear them except for on special occasions. When she is in one of her dance outfits, she wears a pair of pointe shoes, but otherwise, she just wears plain black boots.
General Appearance: Meg is a small girl, a little shorter than her friend Christine, and is very childlike in appearance. Physically she is short, but she also has very small hands and is rather slight as well. The only thing NOT small about Meg is her feet. Her mother always tells her that it's because her bigger feet are good for balance while she's dancing. She was born to be a dancer.
Meg has light blond curly hair and sparkley sky blue eyes that often skim the shadows for the fabled Phantom she's heard so much about from her mother. She has peachy skin and is a bit pinch faced normally, like it looks like she smells something funny. When she stands, she often stands in ballet positions - first position being her general go-to.
Played By: Daisy Maywood
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Personality
She is constantly seeking the approval of the people around her, including her mother, he friends, her co-workers, and even just people she meets in general. She wants to know that she can make them proud of her in her actions, especially in her dancing. She gets very upset whenever she is scolded by her mother for being late, or for talking during rehearsal, and constantly tells herself that she'll do better next time and won't keep messing up.
One of her favorite hobbies is to listen to ghosts stories with the other dancers, especially with her best friend Christine. She likes to listen to the tales that her mother, and that Joseph Buquet would tell about the Phantom of the Opera, and the ones that occasionally Christine would tell. Unfortunately, she tends to take these stories quite seriously, and is completely convinced of the existence of the Opera Ghost, and thus keeps a constant and wary eye out for him in the shadows.
Dreams and Goals: Her goal is to find out who the Phantom really is, and to make her mother proud with her dancing.
Strengths: She's a good dancer, shes good at listening to people (especially her friends), and she's very observant of her surroundings. Because she is a good listener, she's generally good at keeping the friends she makes. She is very loyal and a generally fun-loving person.
Weaknesses: She's a little bit paranoid, is quick to jump to conclusions, and can be shy. She often doesn't know when to stop things, and can easily get distracted. She can also be a loud mouth, blabbing about things she's not supposed to. While she likes to sing along with her friend Christine on occasion, she's not very good at it, and has a sort of scratchy nasal voice. She can carry a tune, but that's about it.
Fears: The Phantom of the Opera (though he also intrigues her), and breaking her foot so that she can never dance again.
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The Past
History: Meg was born on the 1st of April on a rainy Spring day in Paris to Antoine Giry and his wife. The couple, along with their then fifteen-year-old daughter, Danielle, raised the girl happily for two years. It was all a very typical family setting until just after little Meg's second birthday, when Antoine fell in love with a woman he's met at a party and left his wife and their two daughters to fend for themselves.
Times proved difficult with Antoine gone, and so Madame Giry took up teaching ballet as a means of income, as she had taken ballet when she was a child, and had put her older daughter, Danielle through ballet as well. With her former reputation, she was able to secure a position as an instructor and choreographer at the Opera Populaire. In this way, little Meg grew up around dance and the theatre her entire life.
Being so young and not quite understanding what had really gone on with her father leaving them, Meg adapted quite well to the new circumstances, but her sister Danielle was not so easy to please. A couple years time passed, and even though their mother had progressed further to the head ballet mistress of the Opera, Danielle was not so pleased with it, and ended up marrying the first man she met who could support her and moving far away from Paris, leaving both her sister and her mother behind.
Now, Meg was utterly confused. She could not understand why both her sister and her father had left her and her mother behind like they did, and thought that maybe it was because she had done something naughty and was being punished, and that maybe, if she behaved well, they would return. But they never did...
It was about one year later, after Danielle had left, that an old friend of the family, Gustave Daaé, passed away, leaving behind his young daughter. Meg's mother took the girl in and brought her to live with herself and Meg, teaching her ballet at the Opera. Little Meg was quite excited to have someone else around to play with, and the girl - Christine - became almost like a replacement big sister to her.
The two were as thick as thieves and did absolutely everything together. They would play, and go to practice, and braid each other's hair, and listen to old ghost stories, as told by the stage hands and by Meg's mother. Meg's favorite story was about the Phantom of the Opera, but her mother told her that Joseph Buquet (the stagehand who often told the tale) was foolish for telling the tale, and that one day, it would get him into a lot of trouble, for the Phantom had a Punjab Lasso that he would catch troublemakers with if they did not keep their hand at the level of their eyes.
While the frightening horror story terrified the young ballerina, it also intrigued her into wondering whether or not there really was a Phantom of the Opera, and so she made it her personal goal to search in all of the shadows to see if she could ever spot him. Whenever there was any sort of trouble afoot, the girl was quick to think that it must be the Phantom of the Opera. Seeing all of the strange things that would happen, and the notes that the Phantom would leave for her mother, as well as hearing people constantly speak of this Phantom, there was no longer any doubt in her mind that the story of the story was quite real.
As the years passed, and Meg and Christine grew together, strange things began to happen, even stranger than the usual distractions the Phantom provided from rehearsal. Sometimes at night, Meg would hear her friend Christine singing or talking, as if someone was there with her, but she knew that no one could have been in the room. It was very strange. It was as if it was Christine's voice speaking, but none of the words sounded like anything that she would say. Meg wondered if maybe she was talking to herself, and while she certainly didn't wish to think her friend as crazy, the thought did occur on more than one occasion.
More time passed, and with time, Meg heard Christine's voice growing and becoming more beautiful day by day. Sometimes, she would hear her singing the role from one of the operas that the company was performing, as if she were preparing it for the stage, but she never sang it any other time, or for anyone else. All of this greatly confused Meg, as she wondered what could possibly be happening to her friend.
It was at the rehearsal for a new production of the opera "Hannibal" by Chalumeau that things began to change even more. It was announced that day that Monsieur Levefre was retiring and that there were to be new joint managers of the Opera. The house's diva, La Carlotta, started singing for them by request, but then suddenly one of the set pieces fell. "He's here! The Phantom of the Opera!" Meg exclaimed, rushing to her friend Christine to gossip away about the little mini-catastrophe. It was not long after that La Carlotta, sick of the constant "accidents" stormed out of the rehearsal room.
Now everyone was in a panic! The show was to open that very night - now to the new management and new patrons - and they had no star! It seemed that they were going to have to cancel (since the production was so new, there was no understudy), when suddenly, an idea entered Meg's head. She had heard Christine practicing Elyssa's role recently, and thought that her friend's strange singing in the dark might actually have some benefit now. Popping to her feet, she exclaimed to the new managers "Christine Daaé could sing it, sir!" At first, the new managers thought it was silly, but after a bit of coaxing from Madame Giry, they finally agreed to listen to Christine sing.
By the end of it, the management was astonished, and quickly thrust Meg's friend into the role. Meg was very proud of her best friend, and watched her from the wings whenever she could. It was an astounding performance, and all of the audience seemed to love it! When Christine came off of the stage, Meg, along with all of the other little girls of the ballet, gathered around Christine to wish her congratulations, but soon Madame Giry arrived and shooed them all away to go rehearse, since many of them had danced far from their best that evening - Meg included. She had been distracted by her friend's performance.
After her mother and the other girls went away, Meg sneaked off, away from the pack, and returned to Christine to ask her how this had happened. She told her about how she'd heard singing in the darkness, and wondered who this new teacher of hers could be that her mother had mentioned. Christine explained to her that her father had spoken to her once about an Angel of Music, and she believed that it was this angel now guiding her.
Meg thought this all very odd. Something didn't seem right about an invisible angel acting as a singing teacher, and she began to grow concerned. Christine seemed pale and clammy, and she tried to reassure her not to be afraid and that it was only a story, but then Madame Giry entered the room again, rather cross with Meg for having had left. She told her to go rehearse like all of the other dancers, and while Meg nodded quietly and obediently, then went off to do so, she couldn't help but to feel a tinge of jealousy. How come Christine didn't have to rehearse with them? She was a dancer too, after all.
Later that night, Joseph Buquet was telling his ghost storied to the dancers again, frightening them all with tales of the hideous Opera ghost, who had no nose, and who had awful yellow skin. Meg was screaming and running with the other girls, half in terror, and half for the sheer thrill of it! She screamed and ran, and went through a doorway that should have led into the hallway, but then something strange happened...
Yes, she had entered a dark hall, but something didn't seem quite familiar. She turned back and looked through the doorway. That wasn't the room she had come from... and where were all of the other girls? It was at this moment that Meg Estelle Giry had first entered the manor.
RP Sample
Meg laughed wildly, pushing past some of her fellow ballerinas who had also been listening to Joseph Buquets' tale about the Phantom of the Opera. She loved listening to the stories, especially since she knew that they were more than just simple folklore. Her mother, after all, had received several messages from the "Opera Ghost" to be delivered to Monsieur Lefevre, and now to Messieurs André and Firmin too!
The stagehand gave a horrid cry, wrapping his self-made noose around his neck as he pretended to be strangled, sending the little troop of girls flying. Perhaps the story itself were not so frightening as the fact that the ghost really existed, but it was fun either way. Meg gave her own cry of terror and screamed as she ran toward a dark threshold that should have led out into the nearby hallway.
She ran down the hall a little way, deep into the darkness, and then stopped, panting heavily, and looked around. She couldn't hear the screams of the other girls any more, nor could she hear Joseph Buquet's cackling. Had she really run so very far?
"Guys?" She said timidly, turning, and making her way back down the hall in the direction from which she had come. "Guys, are you there?" She stepped quietly and cautiously, keeping one hand along the wall to act sort of as her guide, as it was very dark, and thus quite difficult to see. Her other hand, she kept close to her head, holding it at the level of her eyes just to be safe. She eventually found the doorway she had come through, but the room on the other side was completely dark, not like the one she had just come from. Now the young dancer was utterly confused.
"H-hello?" She said nervously. "Mother?... Monsieur Buquet? Can anyone hear me? Georgette? Francine?... Melanie, if this is you trying to lock me in a dark room again, it isn't funny. You know that Kathy doesn't really exist, and that this whole time it's been nothing more than Kristine being a massive troll. Seriously! She even debated putting a toll-face picture here..... Christine?... Guys... Guys?"
The little blond dancer fell silent. No one was answering her, and for the first time since her sister had left, she felt awfully alone again. Where had they all gone? She couldn't have really run that far... could she have?
She continued to feel along the walls until her fingers found some sort of a switch and she flipped it. Instantly, the room was filled with a blinding light out of nowhere and the girl shielded her eyes. Slowly and carefully, she peeked and then gasped, giving a little shriek as her surroundings came into view.
She was in a large ballroom with a grand piano, and with long purple curtains draped over the large windows, blocking what little starlight or moonlight might have slipped in from the evening outside. Where was she!? This was most certainly not the Opera Populaire, or at least not any part of it she'd ever seen before.
Her little lips quivered as she nervously clutched the crinoline fabric of her tutu, trying to remain calm, but failing. Little tears began to form in her eyes. "Mother?" she squeaked. She was a long way from home now, but what she didn't understand was how...
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Credits
Template & Graphics © Admin Leffie
Song Lyrics Used: "Old Souls" from The Phantom of the Paradise. Music & Lyrics by Paul Williams.
Song Lyrics Used: "Old Souls" from The Phantom of the Paradise. Music & Lyrics by Paul Williams.
