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Post by Maria Chevau on Jul 12, 2013 22:11:15 GMT -5
The opera house was truly one of her favorite places to be. It had the most for her to play with. There was the great organ with it's pipes billowing through, then the pit where the orchestra should be. Too bad they didn't have anyone to play there. There were plenty of props though, and different scenes to flip through, and curtains to swing on. A breeze ruffled the curtains slightly as she moved through a disembodied laugh echoing as the poltergeist swung through the opera.
A loud chord from the organ sounded out as the keys were pressed, the curtains opening on a lake scene. A tree prop collapsed down as a sandbag was loosened. Another faint laugh echoed through the room as she played another chord the backdrop slowly being pulled up.
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Andrew Johnson
"Wake up from the drama scene, carry on who you're supposed to be."
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Post by Andrew Johnson on Jul 13, 2013 9:51:08 GMT -5
• • • • • • • Andrew liked looking through the opera house. It had plenty of beautiful instruments that he looked at with longing, and it was just a peaceful room in general. He was fairly well today, at least, he was visible in a pale human form, so he wandered around the room, trying not to think too much and admiring everything he saw.
It absolutely scared the shit out of him when he heard the organ go off and he yelped in shock. The floor was positively vibrating with the sound and had he a working heart, he was sure it'd be leaping out of his chest in fright just now. He paced tentatively over to the organ, peering around a corner to reveal a ghost he'd seen a few times before, but had never spoken to... Will had told him that she was trouble. He would've just left, then, but of course, this was one of the few times he managed to be a bit more solid and tripped over a little plastic tree and he yelped again. Gathering himself, he stared at the girl nervously, sure she knew he was there now if she hadn't already.
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