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: BACKSTAGE: DURING PRODUCTION [NWS/NFB]

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
She took his hand and rose to her feet, then gave him one last lingering kiss. "My steed wishes to hurt you," she whispered softly, chuckling. "But not as much as she wishes to hurt me, leaving her wanting and alone in the dark." Titania stretched out her neck, then purred. "Revenge is sweet."

Hate. You. So. Much.

Free advice, my dear Parker, from one who is Queen to one who would be, in some fashion: Mortal lives are short enough that love may last as long as a human life. My lord and I must ever find ways to make our love new. You, denying what you already have, are throwing away coin you can not save.

Re: BACKSTAGE: DURING PRODUCTION [NWS/NFB]

[identity profile] leeadama.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Mortals," he scoffed. "Well, shall we see how the play has progressed, dear one?"

Re: BACKSTAGE: DURING PRODUCTION [NWS/NFB]

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Let us watch the close of the festivities, and mock where we may." She took his hand, and led him farther backstage. "Our plots fall out better than we could have planned, my lord."

And better than you deserve.

Our promise stands?

...it stands.


And Titania closed her eyes, and put thoughts of Morpheus away as she walked into the shadows with her husband.