sometimes when we spent the morning panicking we spend the afternoon calming down by shitposting about Nanowrimo.
Anyway, meet some various idiots.
The Gang from the Odysseum Opera Company
Oskar Glockner: The director and proprietor of the company, Glockner is from a small village in the Alps which he had to leave after his family got upset that he was in love with a local shepherd boy. He founded the company in 1850 and rumor has it that he hasn’t slept since.
If he was a Vine, he’d be: “When will you learn?! When will you learn that your actions have consequences?”
Karl Dietrich: The conductor. Knows everything and hates everyone. Once fired a flautist for pronouncing “Haydn” incorrectly.
If he was a Vine, he’d be: “I AIN’T NEVER SLEEP CAUSE OF YA’LL YOU AIN’T NEVER GONNA SLEEP CAUSE OF ME”
Kristina Eisen: The lead soprano, originally from Bavaria. Like every other glamorous opera singer on the planet, she is hilarious, dramatic, nocturnal, and flirts with everything that moves.
If she was a Vine, she’d be: The old lady knocking on the door while loudly singing.
Franz Bauer: Andras’ flatmate, plays the cello. As much of a frat boy as a cellist is legally allowed to be. Great at organizing parties and terrible at making coffee.
If he was a Vine, he’d be: “So I’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties…”
Brigita Novak: Junior member of the Opera Ballet, and Franz’s on-again-off-again girlfriend. From Moravia where she was raised by her grandmother, who she is constantly quoting. Makes ballet jokes that no one gets.
If she was a Vine, she’d be: “This bitch empty, YEET.”
Leo Meier: Plays the oboe and
thinks he is actually is one of Vienna’s Great Wits. Comes from a good suburban family whom he still lives with. His ma sends him to work with lovely baked treats every day.
If he was a Vine, he’d be: “My main goal is to blow up and then act like I don’t know nobody.”
watch me going ape about them right now (and even more when i read something with them)