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fandomhigh2006-12-18 09:48 pm
actingreaper) wrote in fandomhigh2006-12-18 09:48 pm
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Basic Acting, final class
The Basic Acting classroom had been transformed since the last time the students had been there. Instead of a mostly blank classroom for varying improvised scenes, it was decked out to the nines to look like the lobby of a posh hotel. Curtains hung from the walls in gold and red, gilded mirrors decked out every wall, and the desks had all been replaced with couches and chaise lounges. The teachers' desk had become a reception desk, complete with a guest book and signs for various credit cards.
Daisy herself was lying back on one of the couches, a kitchen knife sticking realistically (and bloodily) out of her chest as she relaxed, reading a book of plays.
The only thing that remained unchanged was the chalk board, which now had the following written on it:
Welcome to Hotel Adair!
It's the morning after a murder in a remote hotel. Overnight, someone
murdered the hotel manager with a knife. There was a large storm
which took out the local roads and the power, so no one was able to
come in or leave since the evening before the murder occurred. All
the people in the hotel have gathered together with the detective,
who has to ask the witnesses questions to find out who the murderer is.
Your detective is John Crichton. Please do as he asks.
Continental breakfast is complimentary!
Sure enough, a spread of brunch finery, complete with lox, cream cheese, scrambled eggs, and varying bread-y goods from J,GOB was laid out on a table at the back of the room, along with coffee, tea, and orange juice.
[ooc: you should all have received emails with your role for this large improv scene today. If you did not, please contact me so I can assign you one. This post is open until Saturday for play to accommodate for multiple time zones. Have at ye, and have fun!]
Daisy herself was lying back on one of the couches, a kitchen knife sticking realistically (and bloodily) out of her chest as she relaxed, reading a book of plays.
The only thing that remained unchanged was the chalk board, which now had the following written on it:
It's the morning after a murder in a remote hotel. Overnight, someone
murdered the hotel manager with a knife. There was a large storm
which took out the local roads and the power, so no one was able to
come in or leave since the evening before the murder occurred. All
the people in the hotel have gathered together with the detective,
who has to ask the witnesses questions to find out who the murderer is.
Your detective is John Crichton. Please do as he asks.
Continental breakfast is complimentary!
Sure enough, a spread of brunch finery, complete with lox, cream cheese, scrambled eggs, and varying bread-y goods from J,GOB was laid out on a table at the back of the room, along with coffee, tea, and orange juice.
[ooc: you should all have received emails with your role for this large improv scene today. If you did not, please contact me so I can assign you one. This post is open until Saturday for play to accommodate for multiple time zones. Have at ye, and have fun!]
Re: Detective! Question your witnesses!
Re: Detective! Question your witnesses!
Re: Detective! Question your witnesses!