The Phantom
@torturedmaestro.bsky.social
“Fear can turn to love. You’ll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster, this…repulsive carcass who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty…” #RP #MDNI
He is alone with his thoughts, wheels turning swiftly in his mind as he works tirelessly into the night.
Alone in the world. Ensnared and shackled by his solitude.
From his quill, musical notes spring forth and adorn the manuscript upon which he is composing. -
Alone in the world. Ensnared and shackled by his solitude.
From his quill, musical notes spring forth and adorn the manuscript upon which he is composing. -
November 18, 2024 at 12:38 AM
He is alone with his thoughts, wheels turning swiftly in his mind as he works tirelessly into the night.
Alone in the world. Ensnared and shackled by his solitude.
From his quill, musical notes spring forth and adorn the manuscript upon which he is composing. -
Alone in the world. Ensnared and shackled by his solitude.
From his quill, musical notes spring forth and adorn the manuscript upon which he is composing. -
“Christine…dear Christine.
Must I only hold you in my dreams?”
Must I only hold you in my dreams?”
November 18, 2024 at 12:31 AM
“Christine…dear Christine.
Must I only hold you in my dreams?”
Must I only hold you in my dreams?”
- A figure who was appropriately feared by the Parisians as they ventured into his domain.
As he began to set out, he took one last look into the mirror and hung his head in sorrow.
None of this was real.
#blueskyrp #mvrp #HorrorRp #potorp
As he began to set out, he took one last look into the mirror and hung his head in sorrow.
None of this was real.
#blueskyrp #mvrp #HorrorRp #potorp
November 18, 2024 at 12:14 AM
- A figure who was appropriately feared by the Parisians as they ventured into his domain.
As he began to set out, he took one last look into the mirror and hung his head in sorrow.
None of this was real.
#blueskyrp #mvrp #HorrorRp #potorp
As he began to set out, he took one last look into the mirror and hung his head in sorrow.
None of this was real.
#blueskyrp #mvrp #HorrorRp #potorp
- before another crucial piece of the masquerade was added in to level his hairline and add texture to the malformed side of his face.
He blended the false hair into his own until all looked real.
Nothing was real. —
He blended the false hair into his own until all looked real.
Nothing was real. —
November 18, 2024 at 12:11 AM
- before another crucial piece of the masquerade was added in to level his hairline and add texture to the malformed side of his face.
He blended the false hair into his own until all looked real.
Nothing was real. —
He blended the false hair into his own until all looked real.
Nothing was real. —
Solo:
Down in the depths of the fifth basement of the Palais Garnier, the most miserable creature in Paris wept.
It had been months since he’d dared glimpse at his face in the mirrors he dreaded. He had been cursed with this appearance for all his thirty-five years, -
Down in the depths of the fifth basement of the Palais Garnier, the most miserable creature in Paris wept.
It had been months since he’d dared glimpse at his face in the mirrors he dreaded. He had been cursed with this appearance for all his thirty-five years, -
November 18, 2024 at 12:08 AM
Solo:
Down in the depths of the fifth basement of the Palais Garnier, the most miserable creature in Paris wept.
It had been months since he’d dared glimpse at his face in the mirrors he dreaded. He had been cursed with this appearance for all his thirty-five years, -
Down in the depths of the fifth basement of the Palais Garnier, the most miserable creature in Paris wept.
It had been months since he’d dared glimpse at his face in the mirrors he dreaded. He had been cursed with this appearance for all his thirty-five years, -