School Auditorium: Auditions, beginning Noonish.

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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!]

Comments

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves!

[fates_jaye]

"Oh, yeah. Cute people are born for the stage," says Jaye.

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves!

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Wow... thanks. I totally wouldn't have done this without someone to sput me on. You're the best. Wish me luck," Cally says, heading towards the stage.

...The donkey on Dewey's shirt may have just winked at Jaye. Maybe. Not that anyone other than Jaye could have seen that.

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves!

[fates_jaye]

"Good luck," Jaye says.

Hey, she's not a performer. She doesn't know these things.