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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.]

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Puck stormed offstage. "Listen, you. You can't just--do you have a name? Of course I have a name. I'm not giving it to you, I'm not stupid. Damn. You can't kick Oberon. He'll smite us both. Smatter that, he felt me up. He did not, he just--look, you've got a nice little body. He's not used to me being a girl. Oh, squall, I'm about to learn more about Oberon and Puck than I ever wanted to know, aren't I? Not if you stay bloody quiet."

Nadia had managed to find a set of blocks. Okay, maybe they were actually scraps of two by four left over from set building, but she said they were blocks, so they were blocks, dammit,

She was currently preoccupied making the tallest towering tall tower she could.

Then knocking it down.

Then building it again.

She could possibly keep this up all night.

Puck looked over at her and said sharply, "You, girl. What are you doing?"

Nadia was on tip toes to place the next block. She froze, her left hand trailing behind her, her right hand poised with a block, and turned her eyes to look at Puck.

"uuuuummmmmmmmmm, buildin' stuff?"

"Is she usually childlike? I don't think so, I don't know her very well. Damn. All right." Puck tapped the girl's forehead. "Who's in there?"

Nadia dropped back onto her heels and held the block behind her back with both hands. She turned her toes in and peered at her feet, swaying back and forth slightly.

"Bella, Mr. Puck, sir,"

Oh, dear. "Bella, do you know your lines, sweet? Or does your steed know her lines, rather?"

Nadia rolled her eyes. "Yes, Mr. Puck, sir. But th' lines are sooooooooo loooooooooooong and BOOOOOOOOOO-RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!"

She managed to stretch each word into at least three syllables.

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Callisto was leaning against a wall, twitching. "Puck!" She grinned, before bashing her head back against the wall. "You're riding an insolent steed too?"

The girl tried to lunge for the tall blonde. Puck managed to stop her just in time, but it resulted in his falling flat on his face. "Unfortunately. The girl has experience with possession, it seems. STOP CALLING ME A HORSE. Why? It's what you are." The girl gave an inarticulate snarl as he climbed to his feet.

"This one has not, she is merely too stubborn to bow to her betters," Callisto punctuated her sentence with more head bashing. "She was even fool enough to raise hand to our lady. I admit I find your choice of mount interesting."

"Callisto? Fight it, Callisto! Keep--This one wants to kick my Lord. I have managed to keep her from doing so thus far. And yes, well, she has my part of the play. I must admit, she seems less unworthy than most mortals. She has, perhaps, a bit of my nature."

A feral grin briefly crossed Callisto's lips. "Who do y'think's doing the bashing?" Thudthudthud.

"Your lord is pleased with our merriment thus far? It has been too long since he's graced our revellries for my taste."

"He seems amused. I suspect he did not know the queen was here until he saw her on the stage."

"No offence to your lord, but never has he noticed what my Lady does until too late," Callisto laughed. "Still, whatever other travesty these mortals have made of this play, they choose your Lord's steed and garments well."

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Pip glared at Zero as she stormed past him. "Not you too, you dethpicable prankthter. Thith ithn't one of your gameth, ith it?"

"Do I have to answer that? Good God, Pip, is something wrong with your mouth?"

Pip advanced on Puck. "I've got my eye on you, you thniveling little trickthter!" Spit was just flying from Pip's mouth like a sprinkler. It was quite amazing, actually.

"And tell your mount to thtop making fun my thpeech impediment! Or the acthent! Jutht to be pre-emptive!"

Puck was about to respond, when suddenly he found himself out of control. The girl stalked toward the other fairy, snarling, "I'm. Not. A. Horse." He managed to regain control before she did something stupid. "Ahem. I apologize, my mount tonight is rather fractious. But I would advise you to reconsider what you call me, or I might just let her loose."

Blair leaned against a wall and leered at Zero. "A little high strung, but that don't affect your none."

He took a step forward and spoke in a low growl. "How ya doing?"

"There's a Puck in this female flesh," he warned the boy. "And as for the girl herself...heh. 'Though she be but little, she be fierce.' Now who's in there?"

Blair sighed. "That's a damn shame, cause that's some pretty female flesh there." He grinned and patted his body. "Niloc picked himself a good looking 'un this time, didn't he? And...he's quiet. Second best part about this whole thing, so far!"

"Niloc, huh? I'll be looking you up." Puck winced. "That was the girl. I must admit, you've chosen quite an attractive steed...if you're thinking what I think you're thinking the answer is squall no."

Blair smirked and stepped closer. "Problems keeping her mouth busy?"

Puck managed to stop the girl's fist about two inches from Niloc's face. His eyes were wide as he said, "I...rather think that was a no. My apologies, Niloc. This spirit is willing, but the flesh is rather not. Some other time, perhaps."

He hissed to the girl, "Look, now, I promised not to hurt anyone and I haven't. If you punch your friend, you'll be the one doing harm."

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