School Auditorium: Auditions, beginning Noonish.

[stickittotheme.livejournal.com]

The lights are up up on the stage, and Dewey sits in the middle of the center aisle of seats, a notebook and pen in hand, and his iPod at the ready in case there are any lulls in auditions.

Yes, that is seriously how low-key Dewey has set up auditions. Get up on stage and do your monologue and sing your song, and you shall be properly auditioned.

[ooc: Wait for OCD! OCD up! Audition to your heart's content!]

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Re: Audition: Act and Sing!

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana comes up to the front a little nervously. "This is from "Who is Harvey Kellerman and Why is He Saying
Those Terrible Things About Me?"

She seems surprisingly comfortable once she's "in character" as the wacky wanna-be actress

I can't leave. I'm sorry. I can't leave.
I can't seem to let go of this chair right now.
You fellas go ahead. I'll be all right soon...

I feel like l just auditioned for the part of human being
and I didn't get the job.

See, it took me three weeks to get this audition and I
bought a new dress and worked on my song and I had
my hair done by Mr. Max at $22.50, a work of art, with lashes ...

And now I can't just leave right away. I will just have to hang around here for a while, see?

Thank you, but I can't move anyway; my hand is stuck...
It happens all the time, I get stuck on things. Chairs, coffee
cups, doorknobs, people. I'll be all right soon.
Just don't shake hands with me or anything.

Listen to me, I'm still auditioning. All the time I think
I'm auditioning. I wake up in the morning and the whole
world says "Thank you very much, Miss Densmore,
that'll be enough for now."

Mostly, I'd like to get my hand off this chair. I have to go
back to work soon. I'm a Corporate Librarian. That's a
file clerk.

You think I'll be able to get this chair in a taxi?

Oh God, I hate these auditions.

I'm not what you're looking for.

Re: Audition: Act and Sing!

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She hesitates for a moment then sings a beautifully moving torch song by Janis Ian.

I'm leaving by night
I'm leaving alone
I'm leaving it lie
When you waken I'll be gone
I would not beg for me
As I would not beg for you
Though I'd like to be the one
To see you through

Every step you have taken
Disappears with the tide
You're torn up and shaken
With changing your mind
You haven't got the grace
To say you'll finally decide
And you haven't got the strength
To stay and fight

Those people who surround you
Only want to see you weak enough to crawl
They'll lie for you decide for you
And buy up all your rights and all your wrongs
And they'll try to stop your singing
In the middle of your song
For they do not want you free
And they do not make you strong
But only drag you down
In the hole they're coming from

They say you are foolish in wanting the sun
Say you are selfish in learning to run
And they'll tell you that the darkness
Is a blessing in disguise
For you never have to notice
If you're sighted or you're blind
And they'll do their best
To keep you from the light

You're more than beginning
You're learning to fly
You feel like you're falling
But it passes in time
I hate to see a friend
Go down in flames without a song
So I'm waiting by the doorway
But I will not linger long

I'm leaving by night
I'm leaving alone
I'm leaving it lie
When you waken I'll be gone
I would not beg for me
As I could not beg for you
But I'd like to be the one
To see you through

Re: Audition: Act and Sing!

[stickittotheme.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, Lana," Dewey says, looking suitably impressed. "You did a good job."

Re: Audition: Act and Sing!

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She smiles at him shyly. "Thanks."