Post by Erik ~ The Phantom on Feb 14, 2009 21:20:11 GMT -5
xxAngel of Musicxx
[/size].xThink of me....think of me Fondlyx.
Name: Erik, The Phantom of the Opera
Age: 35(I wasn't really sure... tell me if this is way off)
Job: Composer, Opera Ghost
Status: Commoner/Peasant
Birthday: June 6, 1825(don't know what year it is now... xD)
Family: Parents both deceased
Name: Erik, The Phantom of the Opera
Age: 35(I wasn't really sure... tell me if this is way off)
Job: Composer, Opera Ghost
Status: Commoner/Peasant
Birthday: June 6, 1825(don't know what year it is now... xD)
Family: Parents both deceased
.xMasquerade.....Paper Faces on Paradex.
History: Erik is born in a small town outside of Rouen, France. Born hideously deformed, he is a "subject of horror" for his family and as a result, he runs away as a young boy and falls in with a band of Gypsies, making his living as an attraction in freak shows, where he is known as "le mort vivant" ("the living dead"). During his time with the tribe, Erik becomes a great illusionist, magician and ventriloquist. His reputation for these skills and his unearthly singing voice spreads quickly, and one day a fur trader mentions him to the Shah of Persia. The Shah orders the Persian to fetch Erik and bring him to the palace.
The Shah-in-Shah commissions Erik, who proves himself a gifted architect, to construct an elaborate palace. The edifice is designed with so many trap doors and secret rooms that not even the slightest whisper could be considered private. The design itself carries sound to a myriad of hidden locations, so that one never knew who might be listening. At some point under the Shah's employment, Erik is also a political assassin, using a unique noose referred to as the Punjab Lasso.
The Persian dwells on the vague horrors that existed at Mazenderan rather than going in depth into the actual circumstances involved. The Shah, pleased with Erik's work and determined that no one else should have such a palace, orders Erik blinded. Thinking that Erik could still make another palace even without his eyesight, the Shah orders Erik's execution. It is only by the intervention of the daroga (the Persian) that Erik escapes.
Erik then goes to Constantinople and is employed by its ruler, helping build certain edifices in the Yildiz-Kiosk, among other things. However, he has to leave the city for the same reason he left Mazenderan: he knows too much. He also seems to have traveled to Southeast Asia, since he claims to have learned to breathe underwater using a hollow reed from the "Tonkin pirates".
By this time Erik is tired of his nomadic life and wants to "live like everybody else". For a time he works as a contractor, building "ordinary houses with ordinary bricks". He eventually bids on a contract to help with the construction of the Palais Garnier, commonly known as the Paris Opera House.
During the construction he is able to make a sort of playground for himself within the Opera House, creating trapdoors and secret passageways throughout every inch of the theatre. He even builds himself a house in the cellars of the Opera where he could live far from man's cruelty. In his isolation, Erik spends twenty years composing a piece entitled Don Juan Triumphant.
{Copied from Wikipedia. Sorry for the wrong tense... tell me if I should fix it.}
Likes:
~Christine
~Masks
~Christine
~Composing
~Playing Piano
~Singing
~Opera
~And did he say Christine?
Dislikes:
~Hurting Christine
~Having others see his face
~Seeing Christine hurt
~Close minded people
~Those who are simpleminded
~Raoul
Personality: Erik is a strange soul who desires the love of the woman he cares for. He is, in one word, a recluse. He lives under the Opera Populaire, which he helped to construct. Because of the deformity on his face he hides himself away there, and doesn't show his real self to anyone, out of fear of being once again rejected. Besides Christine, the only love of his life is opera, and being able to write operas, especially ones that Christine could sing. After all, she is his obsession. He also has quite a temper, and loses it very easily, despite his best efforts to control himself. And he definitely has no qualms in killing other human beings, should it be necessary.
[/size]History: Erik is born in a small town outside of Rouen, France. Born hideously deformed, he is a "subject of horror" for his family and as a result, he runs away as a young boy and falls in with a band of Gypsies, making his living as an attraction in freak shows, where he is known as "le mort vivant" ("the living dead"). During his time with the tribe, Erik becomes a great illusionist, magician and ventriloquist. His reputation for these skills and his unearthly singing voice spreads quickly, and one day a fur trader mentions him to the Shah of Persia. The Shah orders the Persian to fetch Erik and bring him to the palace.
The Shah-in-Shah commissions Erik, who proves himself a gifted architect, to construct an elaborate palace. The edifice is designed with so many trap doors and secret rooms that not even the slightest whisper could be considered private. The design itself carries sound to a myriad of hidden locations, so that one never knew who might be listening. At some point under the Shah's employment, Erik is also a political assassin, using a unique noose referred to as the Punjab Lasso.
The Persian dwells on the vague horrors that existed at Mazenderan rather than going in depth into the actual circumstances involved. The Shah, pleased with Erik's work and determined that no one else should have such a palace, orders Erik blinded. Thinking that Erik could still make another palace even without his eyesight, the Shah orders Erik's execution. It is only by the intervention of the daroga (the Persian) that Erik escapes.
Erik then goes to Constantinople and is employed by its ruler, helping build certain edifices in the Yildiz-Kiosk, among other things. However, he has to leave the city for the same reason he left Mazenderan: he knows too much. He also seems to have traveled to Southeast Asia, since he claims to have learned to breathe underwater using a hollow reed from the "Tonkin pirates".
By this time Erik is tired of his nomadic life and wants to "live like everybody else". For a time he works as a contractor, building "ordinary houses with ordinary bricks". He eventually bids on a contract to help with the construction of the Palais Garnier, commonly known as the Paris Opera House.
During the construction he is able to make a sort of playground for himself within the Opera House, creating trapdoors and secret passageways throughout every inch of the theatre. He even builds himself a house in the cellars of the Opera where he could live far from man's cruelty. In his isolation, Erik spends twenty years composing a piece entitled Don Juan Triumphant.
{Copied from Wikipedia. Sorry for the wrong tense... tell me if I should fix it.}
Likes:
~Christine
~Masks
~Christine
~Composing
~Playing Piano
~Singing
~Opera
~And did he say Christine?
Dislikes:
~Hurting Christine
~Having others see his face
~Seeing Christine hurt
~Close minded people
~Those who are simpleminded
~Raoul
Personality: Erik is a strange soul who desires the love of the woman he cares for. He is, in one word, a recluse. He lives under the Opera Populaire, which he helped to construct. Because of the deformity on his face he hides himself away there, and doesn't show his real self to anyone, out of fear of being once again rejected. Besides Christine, the only love of his life is opera, and being able to write operas, especially ones that Christine could sing. After all, she is his obsession. He also has quite a temper, and loses it very easily, despite his best efforts to control himself. And he definitely has no qualms in killing other human beings, should it be necessary.
.xPast the Point of no Return,No going back nowx.
Custom Title: Angel of Music
Sample RP: The darkness suited him. At least, that was what Erik had thought until he met Christine. Well, so maybe that wasn't entirely true. He still believed that he belonged in darkness, that he was, is, a creature of darkness. That was why he once again hid himself away underneath the Opera Populaire. He had even made sure that people would think him dead, so that they would not come looking for him. After all, it wasn't that hard to strategically place a body for those bumbling fools to find.
His plan had gone off without a hitch so far. Those idiots had truly believed that the body they found was his, and that he was dead. And yet for some reason they kept Box 5 open for him. A smirk came to Erik's lips. Superstitious imbeciles... And to him, they truly were just that. Now... all he needed was the final piece, and his plan would be complete. All he needed was...Christine to return.
Password: Music of the Night
[/center]Custom Title: Angel of Music
Sample RP: The darkness suited him. At least, that was what Erik had thought until he met Christine. Well, so maybe that wasn't entirely true. He still believed that he belonged in darkness, that he was, is, a creature of darkness. That was why he once again hid himself away underneath the Opera Populaire. He had even made sure that people would think him dead, so that they would not come looking for him. After all, it wasn't that hard to strategically place a body for those bumbling fools to find.
His plan had gone off without a hitch so far. Those idiots had truly believed that the body they found was his, and that he was dead. And yet for some reason they kept Box 5 open for him. A smirk came to Erik's lips. Superstitious imbeciles... And to him, they truly were just that. Now... all he needed was the final piece, and his plan would be complete. All he needed was...Christine to return.
Password: Music of the Night
