<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Freddie stopped playing the piano when he heard the two talking and laughed a little. “I'm not a celebrity… I'm a musical god!” Singing out loud as he played a tune on the piano to go with it. “This room is rather dead!!!” Still singing. “Like the rest of us!!!!!” <br/>
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Then he stopped playing, he watched the solider go after the girl and he shifted himself off the piano bench. “He has questions about his life, the only question I have is why is this room so bloody dull?” Huffing a moment as he walked to the small group his hands to his hips now as he looked to them being serious. “What is wrong with you people? Just because some of us are dead doesn't mean this room has to be so damn quiet. Is there a radio? A jukebox, something… come on.” Snapping his fingers a little he looked around the room still talking. “Who called me the prime minister? Well I should have been darling but I was to busy entertaining the world. I'm Freddie Mercury. You can call me Freddie. I'm a little shocked you don't know who I am?” There was a little gasp to his voice at the end as he kept his hand to his chest still in shock. It would be a little hard getting used to the fact that maybe some plants or dimension or where some of these lovelies were from had no idea whom he was. 'What a sin.' The rock star thought. “Maybe we just need to get drunk?” </span>