OMERIK! this is SO FUNNY! LITTERALLY LMAO!!!
A Parody of the song "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred, care of the wonderful cast of Phantom. ~_^
It's the Masquerade at the Opera House, and everyone is dancing and gossiping when Erik suddenly appears at the top of the grand staircase, only, he is not dressed as Red Death - he is still in his usual evening attire. Everyone plays no attention to him as he doesn't look much different than any one else, but Christine and Raoul are passing by the bottom of the staircase, and Christine looks up, realizing who it is and gives a little yelp. Everyone stops, and follow her gaze to Erik.
Christine: Erik, I thought you were going to come dressed as Red Death.
Erik: Well, I was, but I changed my mind. you see ::he sweeps his hands out to indicate himself:: I was going to change into the Red Death costume when I thought to myself, "You know, my evening clothes are so much more flattering. he does a little twirl, then stops, tilts his head in thought:: but. now that I think about it. ::suddenly, without warning, he pulls his cloak from his shoulders, begins to twirl it over his head, breaking into song::
Erik: I'm to sexy for my cloak, to sexy for my cloak Stop laughing, it's no joke!
::Raoul has broken into uncontrollable laughter, Erik throws the punjab lasso around his neck and gives it a tug, sending Raoul tumbling down the staircase, bruised and choking, but not dead. Erik tosses his end of the punjab lasso to the floor::
Erik: I'm to sexy for my lasso, to sexy for my lasso Killing peoples' such a hassle
Well I'm the Phantom, you know what I mean And I kidnap Christine through the mirror Yeah, through the mirror, through the mirror, yeahI kidnap Christine through the mirror
::he pulls off his hat and flings it. Carlotta, who has been watching this display open jawed, get hit in the face with it::
Erik:And I'm too sexy for my hat Too sexy for my hat, what d'you think about that?
::He dances down the stairs, and dramatically rips of the mask, tossing it high into the air. Everyone gasps, and averts their eyes::
Erik:And I'm to sexy for my mask, to sexy for my mask Being a phantom is such a daunting task!
Well I'm the Phantom, you know what I mean And I kidnap Christine through the mirror Yeah, through the mirror, through the mirror, yeahI kidnap my love through the mirror
::Erik goes over to Christine, who's gone white as a sheet, but her cheeks are a little flushed by her fascination. He leans down almost face to face with her and point to himself::
Erik: I'm to sexy for my nose, to sexy for my nose So sexy it never even showed!
:: Christine looks from Raoul, who has finally untangled himself from the lasso, back to Erik. A light bulb of realization goes on over her head::
Christine: You know Erik, you ARE sexy without a nose!
::Erik and Christine run off hand in hand, leaving a confused Raoul, along with the rest of the stunned Masqueraders behind::
Raoul ::calling after them:: : Wait! I. I can rip my nose off and be too sexy too!!!...
M. Firmin ::looks down at his glass of champagne, then to M. Andre::
: I think I must be hallucinating... that's the last time I'm ever drinking three of these in a row!!!
It's the Masquerade at the Opera House, and everyone is dancing and gossiping when Erik suddenly appears at the top of the grand staircase, only, he is not dressed as Red Death - he is still in his usual evening attire. Everyone plays no attention to him as he doesn't look much different than any one else, but Christine and Raoul are passing by the bottom of the staircase, and Christine looks up, realizing who it is and gives a little yelp. Everyone stops, and follow her gaze to Erik.
Christine: Erik, I thought you were going to come dressed as Red Death.
Erik: Well, I was, but I changed my mind. you see ::he sweeps his hands out to indicate himself:: I was going to change into the Red Death costume when I thought to myself, "You know, my evening clothes are so much more flattering. he does a little twirl, then stops, tilts his head in thought:: but. now that I think about it. ::suddenly, without warning, he pulls his cloak from his shoulders, begins to twirl it over his head, breaking into song::
Erik: I'm to sexy for my cloak, to sexy for my cloak Stop laughing, it's no joke!
::Raoul has broken into uncontrollable laughter, Erik throws the punjab lasso around his neck and gives it a tug, sending Raoul tumbling down the staircase, bruised and choking, but not dead. Erik tosses his end of the punjab lasso to the floor::
Erik: I'm to sexy for my lasso, to sexy for my lasso Killing peoples' such a hassle
Well I'm the Phantom, you know what I mean And I kidnap Christine through the mirror Yeah, through the mirror, through the mirror, yeahI kidnap Christine through the mirror
::he pulls off his hat and flings it. Carlotta, who has been watching this display open jawed, get hit in the face with it::
Erik:And I'm too sexy for my hat Too sexy for my hat, what d'you think about that?
::He dances down the stairs, and dramatically rips of the mask, tossing it high into the air. Everyone gasps, and averts their eyes::
Erik:And I'm to sexy for my mask, to sexy for my mask Being a phantom is such a daunting task!
Well I'm the Phantom, you know what I mean And I kidnap Christine through the mirror Yeah, through the mirror, through the mirror, yeahI kidnap my love through the mirror
::Erik goes over to Christine, who's gone white as a sheet, but her cheeks are a little flushed by her fascination. He leans down almost face to face with her and point to himself::
Erik: I'm to sexy for my nose, to sexy for my nose So sexy it never even showed!
:: Christine looks from Raoul, who has finally untangled himself from the lasso, back to Erik. A light bulb of realization goes on over her head::
Christine: You know Erik, you ARE sexy without a nose!
::Erik and Christine run off hand in hand, leaving a confused Raoul, along with the rest of the stunned Masqueraders behind::
Raoul ::calling after them:: : Wait! I. I can rip my nose off and be too sexy too!!!...
M. Firmin ::looks down at his glass of champagne, then to M. Andre::
: I think I must be hallucinating... that's the last time I'm ever drinking three of these in a row!!!

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