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Post by pennylane on Apr 22, 2005 7:54:58 GMT -5
Can anyone explain what "keeping your hand at the level of your eye" is gonna do for you?
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Post by Doc on Apr 22, 2005 22:30:44 GMT -5
The idea was to block your neck from having a lasso wrapped around it. Then, at least, you might have enough slack to work your way free, that is, if you weren't able to keep it from wrapping around you.
The Phantom used his adroit lasso skills to kill intruders by strangelation. It was known to the old timers at the Opera House that tranversing below a certain level in the catacombs underneath the Paris Opera house could provoke an attack by the Phantom. You just didn't cross a certain line, and you were OK.
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Post by JoJo on Apr 22, 2005 23:11:57 GMT -5
You just didn't cross a certain line, and you were OK. Hmmm yeah that's true of a lot of situations.
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Post by Doc on Apr 23, 2005 1:05:14 GMT -5
We used to have a smilie that kinda side-stepped out of view. Remember him? Where'd he go? Oh, right, he's still.......out of view. He must be wandering the empty, unseen catacombs here at NIR......... The Phaaaaaaaaaaaahn-tom of the N. I. R. is here---inside our mines....
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Post by JoJo on Apr 23, 2005 9:21:11 GMT -5
Whatever you wish Doc, an early birthday present..
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Post by Doc on Apr 23, 2005 17:18:37 GMT -5
Whatever you wish Doc, an early birthday present.. Looks like I'm playing the two-step. Or the twelve-step. Or something like that. At least the little critter isn't weaving....... But, back On Topic, if your arm is up (at the level of your eye, and just ONE arm, I guess you are in a position to counter almost any approach that the "lasso" may take to your body. High on the cranium above the ears, you may just pull it off. Below that, down to the level of you elbow, you can counter that too. Below that, with at least then ONE arm outside the grip of the rope, and one inside, you can struggle to tug your way free. Of course, who knows, though, the Phantom was physically strong, and where that fails, had psychological superiority with which to psych one out. In the end, neither Raoul, the opera managers, a cast of irate dancers and singers, the police, nor special guards were able to trap and capture him. Only the compassion of Christine was able to effect him long enough to force his disappearance. As the angry mob encroaches, she kisses him and he momentarilly loses composure. He allows his two hostages (Raoul and Christine) to go unharmed. Eric then escapes undetected through a secret underground tunnel and beyond the reach of the raging hoard. Decades pass. Intriguingly, and consistent with Eric's infamous practice of leaving little momentos, Raoul finds, placed artfully upon Christine's burial monument, a solitary red rose. Was it the opera ghost? Beats me.
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Post by pennylane on Apr 23, 2005 22:59:08 GMT -5
Thanks Doc!
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