[Erik is forgoing broadcasting his playing this time. It's an attempt to curtail the number of people that would come nosing around. But that doesn't mean Erik is done mourning. Not by a long shot. Not only was Chrissie the woman he loved, but she was also his muse. Without her...well he hasn't be able to write anything and that's just...wrong. ( Read more... )

[Welp the boat went to hell in a handbag. So what's a Phantom to do? COMPOSE MUSIC OF COURSE! He's actually been working on this for months. And since he's been holed up in his room since escaping deck 17, he's been working on the finishing touches for it ( Read more... )

[There's a dirty boy in the buffet. Look at that, getting his dirty hands all over the food. He's scooping it out with his hands and ducking back behind the buffet to eat it unseen, almost like he doesn't want to be caught. Unfortunately, the food is hot, so one may hear him blowing on it if they're close enough.]