MSND [slowplay]

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The sets are up, the house lights are dimmed, and the play is ready to begin.



[Actual production will be SP'd here. There will be an audience post tomorrow night, so the audience can react to what's going on onstage then. Have fun, go nuts, guys. Chat room is: MSND, but I have school and won't be on until tonight or so. Outline. Please use the scripts you were emailed. Important: DO NOT SKIP AHEAD IN THE PRODUCTION. THERE ARE EVENTS PLANNED OKAY I LIED. Please just post Acts I-III for right now, as there is something planned to happen at the end of Act III. Please just check in on this post to check for a cue.]

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Act I

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ACT I, Scene I

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Re: ACT I, Scene I

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet wanders out on to the stage and starts off the the first lines of the show. He seems unusually chipper tonight.

"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, Scene I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi stomps in behind him. She seems... Grouchy...

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...

She suddenly smiles a slow sly smile.

... solemnities.

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Alanna comes from backstage still in her usual garb, having pushed away all efforts to make her over.

Full of vexation come I, with complaint
Against my child, my daughter Hermia.
Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord,
This man hath my consent to marry her.
Stand forth, Lysander: and my gracious duke,
This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child;
Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,
And interchanged love-tokens with my child:
Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,
With feigning voice verses of feigning love,
And stolen the impression of her fantasy
With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,
Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers
Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:
With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart,
Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,
To stubborn harshness: and, my gracious duke,
Be it so she; will not here before your grace
Consent to marry with Demetrius,
I beg the ancient privilege of Athens,
As she is mine, I may dispose of her:
Which shall be either to this gentleman
Or to her death, according to our law
Immediately provided in that case.

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Hyppolita looks at her husband to be so that she may get a good view of his reaction.

And his answer better be good.

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia followed vaguely behind Alanna, mostly through sheer force of will, since the voice in her head wanted to keep playing with the rowdy fairies backstage.

She couldn't convince herself that she wasn't supposed to be facing BACKWARDS, though.

Glitter! crowed the voice. and the pretty lady!

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Turn around and say your line!" Hyppolita hissed.

What's going on? Shut up, I'm in charge here!

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet looked up at Pippi from where he'd been playing with the sleeves of his jacket. Maybe it would look better in a lighter colour?

"Hmm? Oh, right.

" What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:
To you your father should be as a god;
One that composed your beauties, yea, and one
To whom you are but as a form in wax
By him imprinted and within his power
To leave the figure or disfigure it.
Demetrius is a worthy gentleman."

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair sauntered onstage and sidled up to Nadia and gave Pippi an appreciative leer.

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Hyppolita leered right back.

Possibly winked and licked her lips as well.

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[nadiathesaint]

Say your line, say your line, say your line,

what?

Your. Line. Theseus just asked what we have to say about our father wanting us to marry someone we don't want to marry. So we tell him we like Lysander.

the mean guy?

. . .

Yes.

Nadia pouted and pulled her fingers out of her mouth with a POP!

"Demetrius is a doody head."

In her head, Nadia facepalmed like never before.

Outwardly, she pouted even more and glared and finally, haltingly said
"So i' Lysander."

Doody head!

Re: ACT I, Scene I

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet giggled just a bit at Nadia's line, and then noticed everyone staring at him again. He blushed, and sputtered out his line.

"In himself he is;
But in this kind, wanting your father's voice,
The other must be held the worthier."

ACT I, Scene II

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Re: ACT I, Scene II

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip glared at the other actors. And the other "actors".

Bunch of ametuers. He'd show 'em.

"Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver."

He had actually manage to get that out without spitting.

Well, until the end.

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander stalked out from stage right, wearing rather more makeup than anybody'd ever painted on him while he slept, a gold stud in his right ear, and more leather than he'd ever worn in his life - and now that Xander wasn't quite Xander, there wasn't a creak to be heard from any of it as he moved.

"Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed," he said easily, somewhere between bored and amused.

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip looked up and down at Xander.

When had he become such an arrogant bastard? And what the hell was with his leather pants? Didn't he know what an idiot he looked?

Note to self, Pip thought. Outlaw leather pants.

The fact that he was in no position to do so was kind of ignored.

His neck was really itching, though.

"You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus."

Oh look, he said an s word. Oh look, spittle is just going everywhere. Yep, some just went all over Xander and his nice leather pants.

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander raised an eyebrow, but instead of smacking the idiot down, merely snorted and stepped out of his gleeking range. It was hardly worth the time or effort to mess about with fools, when there were more fulfilling encounters waiting to occur.

"What is Pyramus?" he asked, though he'd long known the answer, through the many years since the first time this game had been played. "A lover, or a tyrant?"

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Yep. Pip thought. Arrogant idiot.

He always had been.

No he hadn't. He was kind of a geeky nerd before.

Not him him, him him.


...

Now what the hell did that mean?

"A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love."

Pip idly wondered how many cows were slaughtered in the name of Xander's outfit. Damn shame.

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[soldtoarmenians]

"That will ask some tears in the true performing of it: if I do it, let the audience look to their eyes; I will move storms. I will condole in some measure."

Mayhap the first storm moved might be the typhoon
in this jackanapes' mouth, he thought, and for a second amused himself with the picture of the boy blowing away off the stage unde the force of his own hurricane spittle, never to be seen again.

Somewhere in there, Xander snickered. Not because he necessarily agreed with his puppetmaster's opinion, but hey, comedy gold is comedy gold, and spit-takes are comedy gold.

"To the rest: yet my chief humour is for a tyrant." And here he lay in agreement with the boy whose body he had stolen - what waste of better passions, to care for such things as crowns and lands, when more pleasurable pleasures were there for the taking.

"I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to tear a cat in, to make all split."

He recited Bottom's great kingly oration as these children would recite a nursemaid's rhyme, and what were Bottom the Fool's lines but that, after all?

"The raging rocks and shivering shocks shall break the locks of prison gates; and Phibbus' car shall shine from far and make and mar the foolish Fates."

"This was lofty!" he mocked himself. "Now name the rest of the players."

And aside, as if anyone cares, Nick Bottom, as if anyone is listening to you - "This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover is more condoling."

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

After a few more lines of dialogue, Jack Harkness needed to convince the audience he did not want to play Thisbe. "Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming."

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Who cared if he wanted to play Thisbe or not? That was his job. To play Thisbe.

What a whiner.

"That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, and you may speak as small as you will."

Somehow the spit manages to fly towards everyone on stage. Even if they aren't in front of Pip.

Don't ask how. Fairy magic.

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[soldtoarmenians]

Again, Xander's body simply stepped aside, not taking the time to bother even with a moue of distaste.

"An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too," he said. Ah, Bottom, you would play every role if they gave it you, and grind them all to dust with your great huge oat-chewing teeth.

"I'll speak in a monstrous little voice. 'Thisne, Thisne;' 'Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear, and lady dear!"

Re: ACT I, Scene II

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There were a few more lines, and Krycek spoke up. "Have you the lion's part written? Pray you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study."

Re: ACT I, Scene II

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Yes. Talking lions.

Real brilliant.

"You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring." he said.