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Post by Pan on Sept 19, 2006 19:29:43 GMT -5
was that aly or nick?
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Post by Hope/Aly on Sept 19, 2006 19:31:10 GMT -5
Aly...or me............yeah Aly...which is me..... yeah.........
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Post by Nadir on Sept 19, 2006 19:31:39 GMT -5
".....I have the faintest idea that it might have been that Panda brother of yours...." Erik looks to Pan, then to squirrely, then double takes pan with extreme confusion, "Mlle...I don't mean to pry...but uhm..." he feels slightly awkward, "If your a cat...and he's a panda," Erik pokes his two forefingers together, with a very innocent, childish look of confusion.
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Post by Hope/Aly on Sept 19, 2006 19:32:40 GMT -5
haahahhahahahahahahahahahaha that is so funny...cause thats how i think!
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Post by Pan on Sept 19, 2006 19:32:58 GMT -5
Pan:yeah i don't get it ither.
Mya: *Abruptly waking up* Yeah, you don't want to know.
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Post by Hope/Aly on Sept 19, 2006 19:33:57 GMT -5
hahahahahahahahahahahhahaha........this is funny cause we're only 50 feet from each other
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Post by Nadir on Sept 19, 2006 19:34:17 GMT -5
Erik blinks again at the suddenness of the new arrival (though she has been there the length of the time...) "Good morning...Mlle...." Erik checks the time, "Or rather, good night."
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Post by Hope/Aly on Sept 19, 2006 19:35:01 GMT -5
or maybe less
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Post by Pan on Sept 19, 2006 19:35:23 GMT -5
Mya: I'm a wolf. We're allowed to have screwed up sleep patterns. *Shifty eyes* Cause we eat mice...
Pan: I'm a cat. Then what the hell's my excuse?
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Post by Hope/Aly on Sept 19, 2006 19:35:52 GMT -5
but its morning on the other side of the world so we can say good morning even tho its night cause its 5 o clock somehwere?
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Post by Nadir on Sept 19, 2006 19:40:49 GMT -5
"PARTY TIME!!!" Nadir randomly yells, as the Opera's dungeon styled basement abruptly shifts into an 80's disco floor, disco ball included (in otherwords, a disco backdrop fell out of the ceiling). Nadir walks out in a white John Travulta outfit.
"Hell no, we aren't doing this again, " Erik says, pushing away the backdrop.
"Oh come on Erik...you know you want some...." shifty eyes, "special muffins..." nudge.
One Scene Later....
"DaAaAAAAnNnNNNCcCCIiIiGGGg QQUuUuUUUEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeN! Young and sweeeeeet only 1777777777777777777!!!!~~" the two of them look quite high as masses of empty muffin boxes and soda cans pixie stix are randomly thrown about the premises of the disco back drop.....
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Post by Pan on Sept 19, 2006 19:43:01 GMT -5
Mya: *Hiding behind stacks of romance novels, shaking in fear*
Squerlly: *Dressed as Jesus* For my next trick, I'm gonna turn this water, into funk! *Now dressed as funkified Jesus, and a midget walks around giving everyone afros and platform shoes*
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Post by Nadir on Sept 19, 2006 19:48:28 GMT -5
"Sweet! Funk! I love you now, " Erik says, in a very high voice, as if he'd been sucking too many helium balloons.
Nadir stares spacily at the disco ball with,"...huh...i wonder if I can hang from that chandelier on the first floor--"
"MY JOB!!!" Erik says rather twitchily in a very protective voice.
"I'm so hurt! Hm! See if I ever give you opium again! That's right, you go run off to your bloody Christine muppet! That's all it is!"
"How could!" Erik runs crying to his room, seeking the comfort of his life size Christine doll. murmurs of "my precious" can be heard.
And this is why you never want to be in a 50 mile radius of erik and Nadir when they eat 'speical muffins' ...unless you're trying to get blackmail. TRAITORS!!!!
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Post by Pan on Sept 19, 2006 19:50:59 GMT -5
Pan: *Nods head in his direction*
Mya: *Nods, goes over, covers his eyes, and pulls his arms away*
Pan: *Pulls out the doll and immeadiately replaces it with herself*
Mya: Uncovers his eyes and lets go of his arms*
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Post by Nadir on Sept 19, 2006 19:57:45 GMT -5
Erik's pupil's fade in and out, a usual occurance of someone who has just recently been drugged, "Christine! You're alive! You've returned to me my Angel!!!" Erik says, still with the squeaky voice, then completely glomps her, making it very difficult to breathe, then goes on a long ramble of all the things he wants, ranging from the very normal, to very odd things including red sharpies, pink duct tape, a field of dandelions, sever whip cream pies, and President Abraham Lincon. Whatever it is....I don't want to know. *Walks out of the room and leaving the labtop on*
Nadir *shifty eyes, types*
Erik randoly braks in2 song with his so called super cool amazing beyound prowess voice, "I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE U!!! U LOVE ME! baby! WE'RE A DAMNnnnn famly."
erik glares evilly at Nadir when he comes back in with a slurpie...slurping so EVIILLLY!--ok I'm going away now.
Erik abruptly regains his insane sanity. "Ehem...that never occured Mlle."
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<-- Hehe, anyone else remember the tomato monster and those ridiculous eggs? 
