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Entry tags:
open ✧ you are invited
Who: Phantom and you!
Which: Open log/mingle
Where: Phantom's Music Studio
What: A music studio has opened! The staff are seeking students, but everyone's welcome to just hang out and chill.
Warnings: N/A
I. A Letter
II. The Opening Act
III. Behind The Curtain
IV. Intermission
Which: Open log/mingle
Where: Phantom's Music Studio
What: A music studio has opened! The staff are seeking students, but everyone's welcome to just hang out and chill.
Warnings: N/A
I. A Letter
[ Sometime on the 10th, a neatly-written invitation appears on everyone's journals: ]Music Studio Opening on Theatre Row
Seeking students and fellow appreciators of acoustic arts
[ There is a hand-drawn map below that indicates where to go. The studio is located on Theater Row beside a bridge. It's not difficult to find Phantom's ID on the message, but he seems to have signed it with a facsimile of a wax seal shaped like a cat mask. ]
II. The Opening Act
[ There are two bluebirds perched on the stairs leading up to the studio asking passersby to drop in. There are no posters or other advertisements put up around town, as Phantom did not wish to attract too much attention. In fact, finding him is a whole hide-and-seek game on its own.
The reception room is rather cozy, with a few talking animals staffing the counters and offering cupcakes to any visitors. Right now, the studio only has basic equipment, so they are also looking for people who can help them expand their repertoire and build more instruments. Most of the animals are able to play at least one instrument, and they are willing to teach anyone who wants to sign up for regular lessons. Currently, there are beginner courses offered for piano, violin, flute, and singing.
The back half of the first floor is occupied by a small library dedicated to music scores and instruction manuals. However, the shelves are pretty much empty save for a couple collections of popular songs with no discernible origin. Oh, and this.
Sometimes the staff members will perform on the second floor to showcase their chosen instrument, or invite a visitor to take the stage. The more the merrier! ]
III. Behind The Curtain
[ The small music studio is staffed by enough people to ensure everyone's entertained. Notably, all of the employees are talking animals - birds, cats, dogs, and a bear with a truly impressive vocal range - and none of them have claimed authorship of the journal invitation. Asking the employees will reveal that the message was written by the studio's manager... who happens to be quite averse to showing himself.
Occasionally, you may feel a presence behind you, only to turn around and find nobody there. Maybe a gust of wind ruffled the curtains behind you, as if a ghost is haunting the studio. Or it might be a two-tailed black cat strolling leisurely through the rooms with a refined, self-assured air.
Eventually Phantom answers the call of his employees and reveals himself - a tall man dressed entirely in black, his hood not quite doing its job of concealing his Feline ears. He tends to hang out near the corners and away from conversational groups, though he would not turn away anyone who tries to talk to him... mostly.
Later he's talked into going upstairs to play the (sadly upright) piano. He spins one of the sonatas he had committed to memory on its ivory keys - only the first ten minutes or so remain in his fractured memory, but it is enough. ]
IV. Intermission
[ Feel free to tag in with your own prompts/tag each other in the studio! It's open to everyone. I'm also up for any and all wildcards! Feel free to PM or find me in the game discord for plotting owo)/// ]
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My voice was cursed long ago. If I were to sing, all who hear it will be driven to insanity.
[ In theory he could sing if he was far away from others, but it's a far cry from his old days as an opera actor. ]
no subject
A curse? And to live a life where you cannot sing without hurting the ones who might listen... How cruel.
[Venti puts his hand over his chest as he's clearly crestfallen to hear this. He wonders how much it must hurt the man to be so close to music and yet not be able to partake in singing music himself.]
I'll have to do my best to sing in your honour. Perhaps write a song or two of your story! Or, if you have any favourite songs I would love to learn them.
no subject
[ Sinners must be punished; he too who has sinned with ignorance must live with the price until his final day. He seems to smile a little at Venti's next words - it's only a slight shift in his expression, but it does reach his eyes. ]
... your songs are better spent on more hopeful things, I would think. Allowing me to listen would be enough.
wrapping! 🎀
But to live a life so close to music only to never be able to sing... What a tortured life that would be, he thinks.]
If you say so, I'll do my best. And thank you again for allowing me the simple opportunity to do just that.
[He bows.]