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.]

Comments

Re: ACT IV, Scene I

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She let the girl have these last lines, sardonic as they were, leaning into him in the shadowy light from the mis-aimed torches.

"Come, my lord, and in our flight, tell me how it came this night-- that I sleeping here was found, with these mortals on the ground." Another kiss, fast along his jaw, and then she took his hand to lead him into the wings (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/722255.html?thread=34884943#t34884943).

Re: ACT IV, Scene I

[soldtoarmenians]

And Bottom slept, awaiting the comings and goings of princes to wake him from his dreams, but Niall an Glas did not. He seethed, and gave a small kick to the lounge where lately his queen had lain.

What's your damage? They're on-book. You're supposed to be following the script.

They're following it straight off into each others' arms, boy. I know the lay of my queen like a map were writ upon her body; think you I don't know when she means the words she recites, and when they're merely words?

They're gonna-- with Parker and Lee??? The boy struggled to rise, both from the depths of his mind, and from the couch, but Niall pushed him down.

Peace, idiot; it's been promised no harm will come to those we ride, and this unwanted would be harm. Whatever they retire to, it will not offer injury to your friends. His own thought-voice was bitter. Only to me.

There was echoing silence in his mind, then, for a while, until he thought for sure that the boy finally had given up the fight and fallen to slumber. Finally, though, just as the new actors were taking the stage, there came, with the mental equivalent of a shrug, Sorry about your luck, dude?

Re: ACT IV, Scene I

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Aurora blinked a couple of times before noticing that this was her cue. She skipped out on stage in her pretty new kilt and made Hamlet pose cutely on stage before scrounging through his memory for the lines to say. The perkiness in her his voice made up the mispronunciation of a couple words.

" Go, one of you, find out the forester;
For now our observation is perform'd;
And since we have the vaward of the day,
My love shall hear the music of my hounds. Uncouple in the western valley; let them go: Dispatch, I say, and find the forester."

She stopped here and looked around at the others, feeling shy about being so forward on stage, and wondering if someone was supposed to leave the stage here.