-[DESCRIPTION: theres beef. there he is, leaning against a brick wall of sorts. checking on his nails and whatever,
minding his own business. the phantom observes him from afar.
As the phantom is studying beef, doing the opposite of looking happy, swan leans himself in towards phantom.
“SO” swan makes his presence be known, “what cha think?”, waving a hand out in front of the two of them.
“B-But.” the phantom begins to speak out, getting more distressed with each word. “WHY? why? Phoenix was PERFECT to sing my songs!”
Placing a hand to his shoulder and the other hand to adjust his own glasses,
swan smiles. “ah Winslow… I understand your concerns.” Swan looks up at phantom, “in that I dont care of concerns…”.
“BUT” swan claps his hands together to make a new point, “I want you toooo….
consider this feature.” clasping his hands and looking up at phantom with a grin as he says the next word, “tits.”
Putting a hand around phantoms shoulder to pull him down to his level, swan continues to speak
with excitement, “SERIOUSLY. LOOK!” swan puts his hands around the phantoms head,
making him look in the same direction. “look at the SIZE of HIS!”]-
*gets on stage.* *picks up the microphone* “man boobies.” *uproarious applause.*
also beef is yellow I guess. and now making swan be only three colors instead of four.