[The recording device is on, but from the sound, on the other side of the room. Through it comes the sound of a violin, entirely in tune but played violently, with harsh dissonances perhaps not unfamiliar to those versed in early 20th century music, but certainly not habitual in the 19th. Erik is playing out his irritation, anger, humiliation, more ( Read more... )

[Erik, dapper and proper as a gentleman in his top hat and evening coat, appears, masked. But his voice is fairly ebullient ( Read more... )

[The recording clicks on, and there is an irritated silence for a moment. Erik does not like asking for things.]

Is there a tailor on board?

[A handsome, and aware of it, face appears on the screen, his expression somehow mixing confidence and disbelief.Could someone tell me how I got onto the set of a Hammer film? Because they sure haven't called me, and I'm pretty sure no one at Desilu has the money for this ( Read more... )

[Erik has done a little exploring, avoiding as much notice as possible. And hey, he's figured out text entry! Sort of.]

MESDAMES, MESSIEURS

i am given to understand that as inmates we are meant to share certain accommodations and facilities. i fail to see how public dining and exposure serve any purpose but HUMILIATION and DEGRADATION. for the ( Read more... )

[Erik has not figured out how to type yet, nor does he know what video even is. He can, however, switch on the device. It shows little; deep shadows--or are those black drapes?--surround an off-kilter image of a black coffin. Absurdly, there is an antique Louis-Philippe sofa in red next to the coffin. A voice issues from the right, unseen. It is ( Read more... )