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dodo_master) wrote2011-01-24 01:47 pm
dodo_master) wrote2011-01-24 01:47 pm
Creation 14
[Phone! For the first time, Mayfield, have an irritated-sounding Cynric.]
Mayfield, I know that you send people home all the time, but if I am to remain here, can the interesting ones at least stay with me? It's not often famous composers of opera roll into your life, and that you might be given the chance to be the lead of the opera he is composing.
[A pause.] But that's the way things go. Even outside of Mayfield. Being permanently droned is the closest we have to death, after all.
If anyone had been getting voice lessons from Mr. Salieri, I would be glad to offer in his place. I have centuries of practice and knowledge so I know you will find me to be a satisfactory instructor. My name is Cynric; feel free to contact me.
[With that, he hangs up. Not!family or visitors will find him sitting on the porch and pouting while stuffing his face with red licorice. Hephaestus, his dodo, is beside himself as he can tell there's something wrong with his master, but since they still can't communicate, he doesn't know what. He's flitting about trying to cheer Cynric up.]
Mayfield, I know that you send people home all the time, but if I am to remain here, can the interesting ones at least stay with me? It's not often famous composers of opera roll into your life, and that you might be given the chance to be the lead of the opera he is composing.
[A pause.] But that's the way things go. Even outside of Mayfield. Being permanently droned is the closest we have to death, after all.
If anyone had been getting voice lessons from Mr. Salieri, I would be glad to offer in his place. I have centuries of practice and knowledge so I know you will find me to be a satisfactory instructor. My name is Cynric; feel free to contact me.
[With that, he hangs up. Not!family or visitors will find him sitting on the porch and pouting while stuffing his face with red licorice. Hephaestus, his dodo, is beside himself as he can tell there's something wrong with his master, but since they still can't communicate, he doesn't know what. He's flitting about trying to cheer Cynric up.]
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Ah, is it my turn then? Can you play music from other things on those machines, by chance?
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Oh, sure! I'll listen to your song!
Hmmm... what do you have in mind? ♪ But you'd probably need a computer though...
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Ah, that's alright then, I can do without it. Please excuse me thought, I'm not warmed up. I hope I'll do well!
[He closes his eyes a moment, thinking and getting his breathing in check. He then launches into Tamino's Aria (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKpoy4lBIjE) from Mozart's The Magic Flute. Mozart is his favorite, and he's well-practiced in it. And honestly, he's amazing. He really has been practicing for centuries.
Once he's done:] Ah, so what do you think? How did I do?
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Ooh, not bad! ♪ You're pretty good actually!!
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