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This should probably go on my shitty tumblr but while no one's reading, I can sort my thoughts out here and acquire fake internet money.

Leroux Erik is an agent of chaos. Yeah, he knows a lot about music. Yeah, he knows a lot about singing. Yeah, he's travelled the world. He probably speaks many languages. But he's not Webber Erik, or even Kay Erik. Those guys are kind of into themselves and come with a certain level of snobbery. Anything snobby about Leroux Erik is purely incidental - he's just a crazy crazy music man who wishes he could be normal. He can afford nice things (because of crime), of course.

He loves the theatre (and never comes late). He goes to opera (and stays wide awake). Because this maniac is a tramp. He's a touch-starved, emotional, chaotic, eccentric skeleton man, and any pretense of decorum/propriety he has is based on the greatest of efforts to mimic those who surround him.

And I love him.