MSND [slowplay]

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

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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Re: Just before curtain

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet breathed deeply back stage and tried to collect himself before the show started. Theatre was one of his dearest loves, and he wanted to do this well. He ran over his lines and his cues in his head, because even if this "Shakespeare" playwright was a plagiarist who wrote unduly complicated dialogue, he was going to do this right. After all, playing a Duke should be fairly easy when one is already a Prince, shouldn't it?

He felt a sudden cold settle in the back of his head and tried to shake it off, but the shaking just seemed to settle a fog over his mind. He felt ... cheerful. A prince? Oooh, how shiny! He should get a pretty cape and a big horse and ride around saving pretty princesses. He giggled a bit at the idea and put down the script to do a little twirl. Plays were fun!

Somewhere underneath a part of him groaned and struggled to act with decorum, but it was quickly silenced. Why brood when you could play?