School Auditorium: MSND Rehearsal (1-5 p.m. FST)

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

All members of the production got an email this morning telling them to report to the auditorium at 1 p.m. EST to rehearse acts I and II and the "extra" bits of the play. When they gather, they will find Dream sitting on the bare stage, looking rather impatient.

"You are here to rehearse the play. I believe you can manage that. If you are playing the Tooth Fairy,
Steve Austin, Jaime Sommers, Lobster, Drunken Pirate, Kickass Ninja or Chuck Norris, please report to the orchestra pit to discuss your roles with me. Otherwise, read through Acts I and II in their entirety."

That said, Dream moves to the orchestra pit and takes a seat. He may be waiting for the student directors to join him.

[OOC: I'll be in and out today -- please ping me in email or on AIM if you need me. Otherwise, this adventure is entirely Choose Your Own Crack. Cast list is here, whole play is here.]

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Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Start wherever, finish wherever, as logn as you're in the first act.

Re: Act I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi enters, stage left, and waits for Hamlet to start with the talking.

Re: Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

"Shall I read Mr. Dane's part to begin, Miss Longstocking?"

Re: Act I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Okay!"

Re: Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream reads the part in a voice that is resonant, if oddly flat at times.

Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour
Draws on apace; four happy days bring in
Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow
This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires,
Like to a step-dame or a dowager
Long withering out a young man revenue.

Re: Act I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;
Four nights will quickly dream away the time;
And then the moon, like to a silver bow
New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night
Of our solemnities."

Re: Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Go, Philostrate,
Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals;
The pale companion is not for our pomp.

Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword,
And won thy love, doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp, with triumph and with revelling.

"Miss Trebond, the next line is yours."

Re: Act I

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Um...Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke?." Egeus would be very confused for this play.

Re: Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Thanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?

Re: Act I

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander has his laptop open, and is poking around at a nifty website full of MSND art and pictures of other productions while he waits for the other Mechanicals to show.

Re: Act I

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker wandered over from the Act II set up, and peered over his shoulder. "Whatcha doin'?" she sing-songed.

Re: Act I

[soldtoarmenians]

"Not looking at porn!" Xander said quickly, covering the screen with an exaggerated motion. Then he slid his hand away from a corner of the screen and studied the visible image. "Oh. Yeah. Not, in fact, looking at porn. Must be reflex."

Re: Act I

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I supposed it *could* be, but it's a stretch." Parker took a look at the site too, and said, "Bottom was a Puritan? What?"

Re: Act I

[soldtoarmenians]

"Yeah, I'm not getting that either. I mean the obvious ass-head joke, sure, but he's not exactly big with the starchy collars."

Re: Act I

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker read a bit more of the site and said, "Someone has had way too much time to get obsessed with this play. Gorgeous artwork, and I agree about Oberon being a jerk. But are we supposed to be able to portray all this? I'm lucky if I can get through a line-reading of our scenes without cracking up. Deeper meaning may be out of reach."

Re: Act I

[soldtoarmenians]

"Parker, I'm playing a guy who says with a straight face - I assume, since he's wearing a donkey head -- that he's gonna munch your good dry oats. I lost deeper meaning about half an hour after that left turn at Albequerque."

Re: Act I

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna entered the stage and glanced around. "Okay, lost now."

Re: Act I

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled a little ruefully. "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to be threatening to kill me if I don't marry who you want me to."

Re: Act I

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna counted backwards from ten. "Can I encourage you to run off and marry who ever the hell you want instead? Will anyone really notice?"

Re: Act I

[nadiathesaint]

"Since it'll kill half the story? Maybe?" Nadia shook her head. "I wouldn't complain, though."

Re: Act I

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"This is just great. Who do I want you to marry? And who do you want to run off with?" Alanna glanced around, possibly searching for the nearest exit.

Re: Act I

[nadiathesaint]

Considering the difficulty Nadia had had figuring the play out, she was entirely sympathetic. "You want me to marry Logan. I want to marry Blair." Nadia frowned and blushed, quick to explain. "Or my character wants to marry his character. I don't really want to marry Blair."

Re: Act I

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna was doing her best not to start randomly screaming, really. "Why am I playing my father?"

Re: Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Your line, Miss Santos. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/700826.html?thread=33558938#t33559450)"

Re: Act I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

"Miss Trebond, your line. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/700826.html?thread=33554842#t33554842)"