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11-24-2016, 11:10 PM
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@Nephele c:
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Quote goes here
room for words yes |
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Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
[color=#73a5ab]"Talk."[/color]
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room for words yes</div></center></tr></table></center>
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Nephele Quote goes here
room for words yes |
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Words go here yay!
[color=#ded7a8]"Talk."[/color]
</div><center><div style="width: 370px; border-top: 2px solid #a79f8f; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px; font-family: times; font-size: 24px; text-align: center; color: #1a1413; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #382d1b; letter-spacing: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;">Nephele</div><div style="padding-left: 60px; padding-right: 60px; font-family: times; font-size: 8px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #382d1b; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; opacity: .6;">Quote goes here
room for words yes</div></center></center></tr></table></center>
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| Reli |
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
but I’ve pushed myself down so far— I couldn’t come back if I tried |
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Words go here yay!
[color=#69702e]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="width: 500px; height: 50px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/585a09f74caf8'); background-repeat: no-repeat;"></div><div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #a8ac86; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #000000; letter-spacing: 6px; line-height: 100%; opacity: .8;">but I’ve pushed myself down so far—</div><div style="padding-top: 3px; font-family: georgia; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #a8ac86; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #000000; letter-spacing: 6px; line-height: 100%;">I couldn’t come back if I tried</div></center></tr></table></center>
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| Reli |
For @Mavuto and @Kianzo because I took so long ;-;
Thanks for being patient!! <3
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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room for words yes
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Words go here yay!
[b]"Talk."[/b]
</div><div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 20px; font-family: times; font-size: 24px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #220c03; letter-spacing: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;">mavuto</div></center></tr></table></center></td></tr></table></div><div style="width: 626px; height: 54px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/5862510e501a2'); background-repeat: no-repeat;"><div style="padding-left: 150px; padding-right: 150px; font-family: times; font-size: 8px; text-align: center; color: #441e0d; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold;">Quote goes here
room for words yes</div></div>
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
kianzo&keusi Quote goes here
room for words yes |
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Words go here yay!
[color=#dbc7a6]"Talk."[/color]
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room for words yes</div></center></tr></table></center></td></tr></table></div><div style="width: 640px; height: 73px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/586259e99d1e1'); background-repeat: no-repeat;"><div style="padding-top: 35px; text-align: center;">[url=http://relibelli.deviantart.com/][size=xx-small]image & coding[/size][/url]</div></div></center>
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@Albrecht DA link!
Here you go! Congratulations :D <33 (obviously feel free to change the quote)
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Albrecht I had to work to be the jerk I’ve come to be |
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Words go here yay!
[color=#e2e1dc]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: times; font-size: 24px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px #535250; letter-spacing: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;"><font size="6">A</font>lbrecht</div><div style="padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 130px; padding-right: 130px; font-family: times; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #c5c4c2; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #000000; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 100%;">I had to work to be the jerk I’ve come to be</div></center></tr></table></center></td></tr></table></div><div style="width: 750px; height: 27px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/587c862351431'); background-repeat: no-repeat;"></div>
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| Aurora Basin Impersonator atk: 6 | def: 8.5 | dam: 2.5 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.1hh :: 19 (Orangemoon) HP: 60 | Buff: NOVICE |
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vertigo The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
I need you. I don't know why, but every now and then in my life, for no reason at all, I need you. |
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[color=#6fb3af]"Talk."[/color]
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| Aurora Basin Lady atk: 8 | def: 10 | dam: 3 |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2 :: 6 years HP: 60 | Buff: NOVICE |
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Kyanos a quote can go here
yay for quotes! |
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Words go here yay!
[b]"Talk."[/b]
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Katua&Kwame a quote can go here
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Words go here yay!
[color=#ffffff][b]"Talk."[/b][/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 8px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #726f6e; letter-spacing: 26px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold;"><font size="5">K</font>atua<font size="2">&</font><font size="5">K</font>wame</div><div style="padding-bottom: 1px; padding-right: 15px; padding-left: 10px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #726f6e; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #000000; letter-spacing: 3px; line-height: 100%;">a quote can go here
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Katua a quote can go here
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Words go here yay!
[color=#ffffff][b]"Talk."[/b][/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 8px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #726f6e; letter-spacing: 26px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold;"><font size="5">K</font>atua</div><div style="padding-bottom: 1px; padding-right: 15px; padding-left: 10px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #726f6e; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #000000; letter-spacing: 3px; line-height: 100%;">a quote can go here
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Rukh The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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[color=#a3a5a7]"Talk."[/color]
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words are the best yay</div></tr></table></div></center>
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Rukh&Cinaed a lovely little quote goes here
words are the best yay |
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[color=#e3e5ea]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 30px; padding-left: 8px; padding-bottom: 1px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #727478; letter-spacing: 20px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;">Rukh<font size="1">&</font>Cinaed</div><div style="padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #5e6263; letter-spacing: 4px; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">a lovely little quote goes here
words are the best yay</div></tr></table></div></center>
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@Kiada @Kianzo c:
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Kianzo The prince of darkness is a gentleman — Shakespeare |
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[color=#d0af87]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 30px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; font-family: times; font-size: 18px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #301208; letter-spacing: 25px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;"><font size="5">K</font>ianzo</div><div style="font-family: times; font-size: 12px; text-align: center; color: #8a502d; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 105%; text-transform: uppercase;">The prince of darkness is a gentleman</div><div style="font-family: times; font-size: 8px; text-align: center; color: #6d3c1f; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">— Shakespeare</div></tr></table></div></center>
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Kiada I don’t chase. I conquer. You will crumble like Rome for me. |
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[color=#edcea9]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 30px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #c7865e; letter-spacing: 25px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;"><font size="5">K</font>iada</div><div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #673a28; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 105%; text-transform: uppercase;">I don’t chase.</div><div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; text-align: center; color: #9a5e46; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">I conquer.</div><div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #673a28; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 105%; text-transform: uppercase;">You will crumble like Rome for me.</div></tr></table></div></center>
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Kiada&Kianzo Death sits in the seat next to me. We make a lovely couple. |
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[color=#e7c79f]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 30px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; font-family: times; font-size: 18px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #301208; letter-spacing: 25px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;"><font size="5">K</font>iada<font size="2">&</font><font size="5">K</font>ianzo</div><div style="font-family: times; font-size: 12px; text-align: center; color: #884327; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 105%; text-transform: uppercase;">Death sits in the seat next to me.</div><div style="font-family: times; font-size: 11px; text-align: center; color: #72341c; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">We make a lovely couple.</div></tr></table></div></center>
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@Albrecht c:
Quote goes here
room for words yes The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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room for words yes</div><div style="width: 600px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/58d5ce90d90fd'); border: 1px solid #050404; box-shadow: 0px 0px 25px #140f10;"><div style="padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; text-align: justify; color:#745f55; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #140f10; font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 105%;">Words go here yay!
[color=#805441]"Talk."[/color]
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The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
albrecht Quote goes here
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[color=#6b3b32]"Talk."[/color]
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albrecht The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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[color=#9f9291]"Talk."[/color]
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Violence & Magic okay.
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For @Nephele
Nephele&Atreus The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Quote goes here
room for words yes |
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<center><table width="750px" height ="300px" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td style="background: #633028; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/58e1e1b1334f3'); background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px solid #000000; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #000000;"><table align="center" width="500" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><center><div style="padding-top: 390px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #e8ded2; letter-spacing: 20px; line-height: 100%;"><font size="4">N</font>ephele<font size="2">&</font><font size="4">A</font>treus</div><div style="width: 600px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/58e1e1c0757e5'); border: 1px solid #1d0f0d; box-shadow: 0px 0px 45px #431f1a;"><div style="padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color:#b78e76; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #331a16; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 105%;">Words go here yay!
[color=#e3d2be]"Talk."[/color]
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nephele The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Quote goes here
room for words yes |
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[color=#f6f0e8]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 25px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: center; color: #f0e9e0; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #0d0606; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 105%;">Quote goes here
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Atreus & Nephele The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Quote goes here
room for words yes |
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<center><table width="550px" height ="300px" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td style="background: #9a533f; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/58e1f37d10cfc'); background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 10px solid #000000; box-shadow: 0px 0px 15px #000000; border-radius: 600px 0px 0px 0px;"><table align="center" width="550" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><div style="padding-top: 525px; padding-left: 15px; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; color: #0d0808; text-shadow: 0px 0px 6px #642b21; letter-spacing: 20px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">Atreus</div><div style="padding-left: 8px; font-family: times; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #0d0808; text-shadow: 0px 0px 6px #642b21; letter-spacing: 10px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">& Nephele</div><div style="padding-top: 25px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 35px; text-align: justify; color:#f3d2ba; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #0d0606; font-family: times; font-size: 13px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 100%;">Words go here yay!
[color=#ffffff]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 30px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-family: times; font-size: 11px; text-align: center; color: #0d0808; text-shadow: 0px 0px 6px #642b21; letter-spacing: 5px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 105%; text-transform: uppercase;">Quote goes here
room for words yes</div></tr></table></div></center>
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For @Albrecht c:
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
albrecht Quote goes here
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<center><table width="750px" height ="300px" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td style="background: #030e1a; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/58e21519ed34c'); background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px solid #000000; box-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000000;"><table align="center" width="750" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><center><div style="width: 400px; height: 415px; background-image: url('http://images.helovia.net/index.php/view/57a7f9809d4fd'); background-repeat: no-repeat; float: left;"></div><div style="padding-top: 270px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 50px; padding-right: 50px; text-align: justify; color:#9eabbe; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #000000; font-family: times; font-size: 13px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 100%;">Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
[color=#d6e9f3]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 20px; padding-left: 15px; font-family: times; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #203041; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; letter-spacing: 30px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%;">albrecht</div><div style="padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #5f7384; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; letter-spacing: 5px; line-height: 105%; text-transform: uppercase;">Quote goes here
room for words yes</div></center></tr></table></center>
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Beautiful, thank you!
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Tag dat azz! @Albrecht
Violence & Magic okay.
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@Heather <333
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Mauna Quote goes here
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[color=#ece9d3]"Talk."[/color]
</div><div style="padding-top: 35px; padding-left: 20px; font-family: times; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #3b3d2d; letter-spacing: 30px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;"><font size="5">M</font>auna</div><div style="padding-top: 3px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-family: times; font-size: 8px; text-align: center; color: #dfd5ac; letter-spacing: 3px; line-height: 100%; text-transform: uppercase;">Quote goes here
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