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 Nicolas was frequently trying to engineer better masks, fitting them into the roof of his mouth or nasal hollow. Charles says " don't do it it'll keep you from talking. And nic is like, why should I talk? And Charles says, "I don't think anyone realizes how smart you are. They look at the mask and assume you don't have all your faculties."

but why why should a mask lead one to that conclusion, Charles? What about a mask tells someone anything about intelligence?"

and charles is like, actually that's a good question let me look at you,

hes wearing the The face of the buffoon.
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 Erik’s timeline-- and no one has to agree with me, but I’m going to share my research anyway. As always, take what inspires, leave the rest. And au/headcanon away with whatever ages you like. Don’t let anyone tell you what to do with your fics.

The following uses only What Gaston Leroux has given us and my own research into history. (I’ve never read Susan Kay) There are very few dates that are firm in Leroux, and this was done on purpose. It’s really challenging to puzzle out all of his innuendos into historical events.
@fdelopera on Tumblr has an AMAZING timeline and argument for the story taking place in 1884 (a leap year, btw). I strongly recommend their work and really their entire blog, especially for any Lerouxian.

Certain dates confirmed by Leroux: Erik builds the foundations of the opera. There is a contest held to see who would design the new opera house in Paris in 1860. Due to the Franco-Prussian war and the revolution and the commune and the siege of 1871, the opera wasn’t completed until 1875. Erik’s foundations were utilized during the siege of 1871 as torture facilities and burial grounds and god knows what else. (During the “week of blood” that ended the siege, 20 *thousand* revolutionaries and another 877 soldiers were killed. Another 38 thousand people were arrested.) Leroux also says that the Shah of Persia liked Erik in part because he fought the Emir of Afghanistan. Most notes given in new translations of Phantom of the Opera say that this is in reference to the taking of Herat (by the British) in the 1850s, ending in ‘57. However, there is one more possibility: the Shah and the Emir began fighting again in 1863, ending with a sudden and (in this Phan’s opinion) a highly suspicious death of the Emir. Assuming that Erik is actually sent away from Persia for knowing too much *politically* (and not just too much about architecture) he and The Daroga would arrive in Paris maybe in 1863 or 1864, a fantastic time to start building the foundations. Leroux does also say that Erik “set up as a builder, the sort of builder who builds ordinary houses with ordinary bricks for ordinary people.” He does this as he subcontracts for Garnier. But work on the opera house is unsteady af because of funding during revolutionary times. Other places that Erik may have subcontracted with include the Suez Canal across the Mediterranean, and the Cadir Kiosk in Constantinople (Turkey). I mention this because Leroux says that Erik worked for the Sultan of Constantinople, building strange contraptions where there were body doubles (robots!) dressed like the Sultan (Abdul Hamid). Leroux says that a bunch of bizarre and magnificent things were revealed during the Young Turks Revolution of 1909 were indeed built by Erik. Abdul Hamid is without a doubt the Sultan that Leroux is referencing: he was paranoid af, constantly having things re-built around him with secret places to hide and replacing everyone around him for fear he would be assassinated. However, Abdul Hamid’s rule and subsequent decline into madness happens very late: after the book takes place (if you believe fdelopera, as I do, that the year on question is 1884). But, the Coup d'etat that puts him in power happens in 1876, RIGHT when Erik may have been doing subcontracting work on the East bank of the Mediterranean. So, it’s fuzzy, but CONVENIENT. And until I have a better timeline, that’s how it goes for me. Before the 1863 mysterious death of the Emir of Afghanistan, we have no certain dates. But I’ve been hypothesizing like a physics professor trying out different ages for Erik to be when he single-handedly kills the leader of a country AND for him to have had enough time for him to have learned Punjab lasso (Presumably India) Tonkin Pirates water tricks (Vietnam) and become a magician of Russia (fair at Nizhni Novgorod) known to all in the east. TLDNR: Erik doesn’t know his own age exactly, but is “51, give or take 7 years” when he meets Christine (who Leroux says is 19 or 20, same as Raoul)
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 1851: Noel is a fiddler and singer near Rome. He joins a group of commedia performers who need someone to play the girl parts and Noel fits the bill. He's got the most beautiful voice and while very tall has the subtle round curves of a pubescent girl (side effect of the castration). He learns stage craft, improves the music of the troupe and learns slight of hand. He learns to drink from the copious attention thrown his way by the audience, both from men and women alike. 
But Noel is a difficult person. He loves and hates his fellow performers and occasionally finds ways to trap them in compromising situations or bullying them into getting what he wants. And they abuse him too.
 
1852: the theatre group broke up over internal conflicts and Noel panicked because he thought that he would lose everything. He sided with a man who wanted to take the troupe in a new direction. Noel sides with him because he's a strong personality and also a bully. Those who stay with the troupe travel.
Everyone had to have more than one act, now: they had to make twice the show with a fraction of the cast. Noel had several. Noel became a shapeshifter in order to keep the circus going, playing beautiful music, creating a comedy act between himself and Nicole the violin, a burlesque act in mask and finally yes, the living corpse.
The corpse show became very popular and the company put pressure on Noel to do whatever it took to improve the act. The troupe leader decided to put Noel through a rigorous exercise and diet regimen to make his soft body more corpselike. Noel's obsession with self-mutilation gives the troupe leader power to control everything Noel did with his body, and Noel traded scarification and eventually permanent tattoos (done the hard way, as this was before the electric pen was invented in 1891) for more calories added to his regimen. 
 
1853: Noel is 18. He's traveled all over Europe and is fluent in all the Romance languages, plus bits of German and English. His travels take him northward and he meets a man named Erik who takes him under his wing and shows Noel how much the circus life is abusing him. Noel (all but?) falls in love with Erik, learns Swedish for him and actually leaves the circus for a time. He spends a little time building things with his hands. 
 
But one day Erik disappears. Noel never learns why, but becomes convinced that it's his own fault somehow. As he builds himself after this, he does so by finally putting himself at the center. He makes a plan for his life to become someone's court magician or court composer and re-emerges as a new Erik; ruler of his own destiny. His plan is long, but detailed. He bills himself as his own freakshow with a long and complex tale of being the ghost of Paganini so that he can perform music, display his mutilations and also frighten people. He re-enters the whole idea of circus with this new and empowered outlook and joins a large company who also employs a magician storyteller named Donnavan.
 
1854: Donnavan tries to teach Erik the ways of women and things get awkward and keep backfiring. This is where the infamous nun escapade happens. This is where Erik learns bad toxic masculine habits. Erik learns magic tricks better than Donnavan and he assists him with his act.
 
1855: their relationship became more and more strained. In the heat of a fight about a woman, Erik killed Donnavan. He panicked and fled for the east, spending a lot of the money he'd saved in the process. He started over in Indo-China and teamed up with some Tonkin pirates
 
1856: the second Opium war began, and one of the officers in the Chinese navy (Shan Ng-Tsai) was a Tonkin Pirate. Erik assisted him during the second opium war. 
Erik liked opium a lot. And kind of liked war.  He learned garroting and so-called "Punjabis lasso". Erik killed a lot of men. He made some money and --confident that he wasn't actively wanted anywhere, returned to his goal of becoming court magician. He sets up at Novgorod and gains many admirers for his incredible illusions. 
 
1857: Daroga found him in Novgorod.
Also war broke out in Mazendaran
Erik seemed to not know good from evil and the Sultana delighted in watching him work. 
He made the little Sultana laugh. 
Jayran is made a permanent wife, much to the anger of the Qajars. Nuri (the grand vizier) is the subject of serious political intrigue but becomes "irrevocable". Jayran's son becomes heir in September. 
 
1858: Daroga and Erik worked together frequently in times of political unrest. Daroga was usually the in charge of set up while Erik handled execution.
Jayran's son dies of meningitis. 
May: Nuri's nephew brings about complaint on his uncle, but is tortured.
By August, there's a coup with a staged murder to bring down Nuri. 
 
1859: Erik and the Sultana (Mas'ud Mirza's mother?) build torture chambers.
 
1860: Paris holds a contest for the design of the new, Napoleon Opera House. Erik enters the contest and is a finalist but loses to Garnier. Erik is pleased with Garnier's design and makes some inquiries about getting on the building team. 
Jayran, the sultan's favorite wife dies, is perhaps poisoned. 
(Book: ‪Liminalities of Gender and Sexuality in Nineteenth-Century Iranian Photography: Desirous Bodies‬) 
 
erikdelaopera: Fear (SHIT SHIT SHIT)
 1841: Vatican City-bound choirboy is Christened "Nicolas" in Paris, France on the feast day of St Nicolas, December 5th. He asked for the name Quasimodo, but gave in to the name Nicolas even though he would have preferred Noel which ought to have also been appropriate.
He and several other boys go to Vatican City to join the boys choir as foundlings.
 
1845: Nicolas is 10 years old. He notices how some of the older boys are changing, and it was destroying their voices. He becomes petrified, as his musical ability was the one thing he felt beautiful at. He trains like mad and reads the works of great singers.
 
1846: Determined to make of himself a more perfect instrument, he seeks the pathway of another hero of his--Farinelli-- and starts hanging out with the aging castrati who are still in Vatican City.
 
1847: Nicolas becomes obsessed with self mutilation as he continues to try to find a surgeon who would perform this castration. When he realizes that he can sustain an erection and even ejaculate a little, he panics. He convinces his closest friend, an older Castrati, to find him a surgeon. 
When they finally find a guy willing to do it, the doctor pressures young Nicolas to re-consider. The surgeon promises that "the love of a woman is worth all the music in heaven." Nicolas screams and rips off his own mask in fury saying, "there are no women for me so music it is!" And the child's face was so hideous that the surgeon agreed.
Nicolas first encounters narcotics.
 
1848: Nicolas treats himself like Gods instrument. He focuses everything to music and liturgy. He is the best and brightest. He trusts his own judgement.
But he is very lonely. He doesn't seem to quite interact with the other boys well and the mask puts them out of sorts. No one has managed to get it off of his face yet, because he's slippery and quick. 
When he spends time with humans, they're elderly and authoritative. So he spent most of his time alone. And it ate up at him to be so alone amongst so many people.
 
1849: Nicolas is 14. He is getting into fights with the liturgy professor over appropriateness of sounds or symbols. Nicolas hears the foreigner's violin and starts really getting back into playing. He begins speaking to his violin, at first in jest, but then all the time and passionately. He names her Noelle.
He is working on beating Farinelli's records in vocal range and lung capacity.
 
1850: he gives his first solo performance: he makes a new mask just for the occasion and it's so life like compared to what he's grown accustomed to that he decides to sing in front. And as people began to shower him with praise, Nicolas noticed the girls about his age or a little older who were peering closely in the candle lit chapel to try and make out the face of the voice.... which one is he? 
And one of them spotted him and he watched the reaction ripple through a whole line of teenaged village girls. He nearly lost his breath when he noticed the attention. 
And was suddenly upset for the first time about his castration.
 
1851: Nicolas suffers a complete psychological break. Between his obsession with practice, self- mutilation, confused feelings about sex and what it means for him as a castrated male, he collapses in upon himself and goes completely catatonic. As he heals, he and the violin switch names. The violin takes the name Nicole and he becomes Noel.
 
Noel abandons mother church at the age of 16 and quickly makes his way as a street performer: always in an expressive commedia mask. 
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 1835: a baby boy with a severe cleft palate is born to Anselme and Delorés Carpentier in a village on the outskirts of Rouen. The baby is named by the nurses who assist Mrs Carpentier with the baby. They Christen the baby Denis Carpentier, and dedicate him to St Denis, a saint whose patronage includes the city of Paris, headaches, frenzy and demonic possession. Anselme is shocked by the sight of his own son and refuses to see him. He is convinced there is something unholy about the kid and isn't very interested in doctors or surgeries to help. But Delorés is interested, and she petitions for her sons face. Anselme agrees on the condition that everything remain a secret. 

1836: several doctors have looked into the baby's case and little Denis has already survived several traumatic surgeries, procedures, and infections. While the doctors managed to wedge together the child's mouth, Denis had no nose and only a vestigal upper lip due to infections and faulty procedures.

1837: Anselme refuses to acknowledge the boys existence and blames his wife for the whole thing. And while it's true that Delorés kept her baby alive, she frequently looks upon Denis as something more of a scientific experiment than a child. Could he live? She hypothesized he could and entreated the help of the medical community to do so, even though a lot of the nurses and locals said allowed that it would be better if the baby starved. Starvation is the most common death for cleft pallette babies, as suckling is almost impossible.

1838: Denis is 3.

1839: Delorés becomes pregnant again. Anselme becomes very superstitious and gets Delorés to make Denis masks so that she doesn't look at his face and have another one. Delorés never sees her sons face again. Denis is only allowed to leave home for the church, and only the parish priest knows about him.

1840: Once Denis tries to make speech, Delorés' academic interest picks up in him.  She employs a professsional vocal coach to examine Denis' development. 

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 "Take me away, carriage! Carry me off, frigate! 
Far, far away! Here the mud is made with our tears!
— Is it true that sometimes the sad heart of Agatha 
Says: Far from crimes, from remorse, from sorrow, 
Take me away, carriage, carry me off, frigate?"---- Charles Baudlaire, Moesta et Errabunda


December, 1841
The lad was weary and wore an expression that flashed between alert and near panic to dead and distant. Young Charles was feeling sick with the burden of the little one and he prayed that there would be answers from friendly folk of the clergy, soon. He didn't like being in charge. "What are they going to call you at the Basilica?" when a stuttering silence answered him, he cleared his throat and asked, "what am I to call you?" 

The child's gaze seemed far away and Charles watched the eyes beneath the tiny mask narrow to a glassy slit. The visible cherry-red lower lip quivered and fell open, "I want to be named for the first Sunday after Easter." The words were deliberate and rehearsed. Charles felt the already painful situation grow tedious: he knew so little of the foundling before him, only that his godfather had made it very clear that he was to be delivered to clergy directly, and that his mother dismissed him in the most pathetic scene Charles had yet witnessed in his life. Exhaustion and a guilty smidge of dread overtook the novitiate's lungs and eyes. He strained to remember any kind of significance about the Sunday following the feast of Easter, and while he did, studied the landscape out the cart that they huddled in. Easter felt as far away as ever, as the first candle of Advent was glowing in every front window, proven Rouen to be as devoted Catholics as candles and tallow would allow. He felt drowsy under the thick wool horse blankets and oiled canvas that were variously strapped down or nested around them. He had forgotten when he was trying to remember when the small one suddenly offered "Quasimodo Sunday."

Tallow candles on the roadside unblurred as Charles registered those unusual words, "Quasimodo?" Charles slowly shook his head, "that won't do, not even if you are made bell-ringer. Foundlings generally gain a name from the circumstances upon which they are found," Charles trailed off. It was hard to imagine finding a suitable name for any child buried within his short story. No doubt the mask he wore to conceal his nose and mouth was some part of it. 

"Quasi-modo," repeated the young initiate, with a patient resolve, "how is your Latin, brother Charles?"

"I know what it means," Charles responded, a little defensively, "but its not proper. You'll soon learn: all the 'qu' words imply questions, insecurity.  Its not a name for a modern child."

The blankets and tarps were heavy on the young man and the tiny child. The cart rattled through the evening slush, the town growing darker and smaller every minute. "If you were a girl, Noel might do, seeing as how Christmas season has just opened."

"Noel..." the child whispered, a bit enchanted by the apparent sound.

Charles huddled closer and took the child's tiny and frozen hands, "We reach Paris Cathedral in time for the holy Feast of St Nicolas. How do you like Nicolas?"

"Nicolas..." the child repeated, clearly less impressed. 

It was the final word spoken before reaching Paris, in the frozen and bruised skies of a morning in Early December. Nicolas was born in a little foundling of some unknown age and only partially known pedigree. Nicolas had no past to speak of, bundled in thick mufflers and scarves, scurried up the stairs and into the church offices. Nicolas gave one final attempt to convince those in authority to allow him the name of Quasimodo. When the priest looked incredulous, Nicolas moved forward and with very exact and careful motions, removed the muffler from his face. 

The moisture that had condensed beneath his garments was suddenly exposed to the cold, dry air, and the sudden sensation made Nicolas' face ache from the inside out. He winced as the minister drew closer to get a better look.

"Nicolas," the minister concluded, "you shall be seen to by the nurses. Perhaps there's something that can be done for you."  He briefly addressed Charles concerning the ride from Paris to Lyon, upcoming in the next few days--the hope was to be there in time for the Virgin's Light Festival on the 8th.  The next several weeks were a pilgrimage from the soles of their pious shoes to Rome and to the Vatican--present for the Pope's Christmas address. 

Nicolas was born motherless, fatherless and wholly belonging to the Catholic Church as his red and tired eyes saw Paris for what he believed to be the first and last times in his life. He carried only one item on his person-- a worn black walnut violin case. When the nurses saw to Nicolas and his broken face, they were at turns horrified, confused and depressed. They made him tea and sent him to have a nap in a cot, but Nicolas remained awake, listening to the women gossip about his appearance. 

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