ext_107666 ([identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-03-17 11:23 am
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MSND [slowplay]

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.]

Re: TECHIE BOOTH: DURING PRODUCTION

[identity profile] manofthemullet.livejournal.com 2006-03-18 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooookay," Mac said a little confused. "Maybe you would like something to eat? I bet they have food down at the Green Room."
nadiathesaint: (goth)

Re: TECHIE BOOTH: DURING PRODUCTION

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-18 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
"'mnot hungry. I wanna play!"

Nadia bounced in the general direction of the light board because ZOMG! SO MANY BUTTONS!

Inside, she was dearly, dearly hoping that this didn't end up landing her with a regular session with the school counselor.

Re: TECHIE BOOTH: DURING PRODUCTION

[identity profile] manofthemullet.livejournal.com 2006-03-18 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
Mac took Nadia firmly by the shoulders and spun her around and nudged her away from the booth. "Nadia, you need to get to your position. This is not play time. I know that you are probably in character at the moment, but you need to concentrate on the production. This is not playtime."
nadiathesaint: (goth)

Re: TECHIE BOOTH: DURING PRODUCTION

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-18 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
It suddenly occurred to her as Mac grabbed her shoulders that she had way too many crushes of varying caliber on her male acquaintances.

She was definitely going to have to prank the hell out of Mac.

The fairy's thoughts were, of course, much much simpler. She spotted Nadia's memory of shop class and pumped her fist in the air. "I speak for the trees!" she crowed, and then scurried off to go find someone who might want to play with her.