The Boards - Tuesday, 9/1 - PERFORMANCE!!!!!! !!! !!!!!! eleventy !!!

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey managed to get back to the theatre in time to open the box office, but only just. @#%#ing bastards in the @#$%ing printing shop taking their @#$$ing time with his #@%#ing order! He'd put it in a month and a half ago! What the hell was that?

Hopefully, that'll be the last thing to go wrong with this production.

And he knocked wood in the hopes of making it so. He didn't need any more stress, not when he was starting to have... when...

The show. Focus on the show. And. Don't throttle anyone.

[ocd up!][anyone interested in being shanghaied for the show?, see the OOC note!]

Comments

Box Office

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Buy your tickets here! Either mod or talk to Geoffrey for a few minutes. Just don't, er, stress him anymore. Please.

Re: Box Office

[cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com]

Tully had enjoyed the last play so of course he was here for this one.

Re: Box Office

[momslilassassin]

Ben was buying two tickets--one for him, and one for Tahiri--because he got there first. Ha, take that, Tahiri!

Re: Box Office

[gunandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Reese promised she'd come to the play. "One ticket please."

Re: Box Office

[icecoldfrost]

As if Emma was going to miss Karla's opening night. Besides, Jack, Tweet, and Ms. Devereaux were in it too, so it was pretty much required that she attend.

She purchased her ticket and skipped off to find a seat.

Re: Box Office

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan was quite excited about the production, she considers herself a patron of the arts and she wouldn't dream of missing this production.

Re: Box Office

[likethegun]

Sam had promised Karla that he'd come to see the play. He could definitely use the distraction tonight.

Backstage

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

ACTORS (and crew) ASSEMBLE! Hang out, get ready, chat (QUIETLY), try not to vomit from stage fright, etc.

Re: Backstage

[glacial_queen]

Karla was there, looking paler than usual, clutching a mug of coffe in hands that might have shook, if she wasn't gripping the cup so damn hard. Hopefully, people would put it down to acute stagefright, which Karla wouldn totally get to, if she could just get over this, first.

Fortunately, she had a lot of experience in pushing her own feelings to the side and going forward with an act. Usually, it had been in her Healer or Queen capacities, but whatever. She'd be fine. Soon. Assuming certain cast members stayed away from her. Too bad those cast members had no idea that they should.

Re: Backstage

[endsthegame]

Ender... was dealing with an appalling lack of stage fright, looking as serene as he usually did while he snacked away on some fruit. He had a copy of the script with him for a few last minute skip-throughs, but for the most part, he was fairly confident he had it handled.

Re: Backstage

[bitten_notshy]

Jack was there and, probably, terribly overconfident. He'd known his lines for months now; he just hoped no other bad luck would befall them.

He read one of the books from his class that morning as he waited to go onstage.

Re: Backstage

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan was there and not terribly nervous. Her part was small and she was only in one act.

Re: Backstage

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah had gotten there early, gotten into costume, and was now rushing around trying to help get stuff ready.

Also it helped her keep her own nerves in check. Woo.

Re: Backstage

[wantstodirect]

Tony stopped by backstage to wish people luck and to see if they needed his help.

Re: Backstage

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

Harper was already in costume herself, but she was there to help others with their costumes. She had her garment steamer pre-heated and ready to go, and there was a sewing kit and duct tape for emergency repairs.

"If you're having any issues with you costume, come see me now!" she bellowed. When it came to her costumes, she wasn't about to be quiet.

Re: Backstage

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was there, quietly trying not to freak out too much.

Good lord, how had Dinah pulled of playing the lead last time?

Re: Backstage

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

Sophie was doing her meditation. That is, she was sitting in lotus position, eyes closed, muttering her focus phrase under her breath (I am Lady MacGruder, and I am the center of my own life) over, and over, and over....

Re: Backstage

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin was bouncing with excitement. Okay he often was, but tonight he was doing it more than usual. Performing was what he was meant for. Even if it was just a small supporting role, or even a walk on.

It was why he was so different than his parents and most of his family.

He had to let out some excess energy so he squeed with excitement.

"Yeeee!" Quietly.

Re: Backstage

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Gabrielle looked fairly calm, aside from a few nervous twitches that took the form of fidgeting with her costume. She was going over her lines with her usual slightly over the top melodramatic flair, quite frankly happy as a clam.

Re: Backstage

[gods-gymnast.livejournal.com]

Maron had been shanghied into this (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/4337042.html) and was looking around, totally lost, as she clutched her script in both hands as she tried to--figure this out and memorize lines (why did they have to talk like that?)--and wondered, seriously wondered, why on earth she was here.

She was such a softie. But he'd wanted her to help so much.

In the Seats

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

AUDIENCE HERE! Sit, chat, discuss the show, why you're here, watch, etc.

Re: In the Seats

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

Adora was so looking forward to the play! Of course, she was under the assumption Edward would be returning from Andalasia with plenty of time to spare for his performance.

Performance

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Spark (http://www.sparknotes.com/shakespeare/macbeth/) | No Fear (http://nfs.sparknotes.com/macbeth/) | Text (http://www.online-literature.com/shakespeare/macbeth/) | Wiki (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macbeth) | Meta (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/3998789.html#cutid1)
[Actors, act (http://suit-of-sables.livejournal.com/3156.html)]

Re: Performance

[glacial_queen]

Karla slowly calmed her breathing. Using the exercises taught by the Healers, she'd been able to push everything into a small box in the back of her mind. After all, Healers never showed fear or worry or distress. And neither would she, here.

But the nervous energy stayed with her, buoying her up, giving her performance an extra zing. She strode out on stage for the start of Scene Five, a piece of blank paper in her hands, her gown swirling around her feet, giving her the appearance of walking amidst a dark cloud. Her first few lines were slow, musing, but there was a rhythm building, one she could almost half hear. It built and built until it hit the first crescendo.

Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold!'

The rest of the scene passed by in a blur. She remembered all her lines, and she thought that the some of the rapid-fire dialogue she shared with others nearly crackled with energy.

Scene Seven--such a great scene. She could feel the rhythm and energy rising again. She channeled Witch at her most dangerous, her most imperious. These were things Witch would never say, but she wanted to capture that feeling she evoked whenever she spoke: that sweet menace, that deadly charm.

I have given suck, and know
How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me:
I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,
And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you
Have done to this.

Act Two was almost comical, which Lady M's 'swoon' and that farce of a banquet. She juggled between being calmly reasonable, almost sweet, to the other lords, and hissing angry towards her 'husband.'

Though her best lines were in Act One, her favorite part of the role was subtly telegraphing the slow descent into madness. Subtlety had been stressed time and time again, and this time, Karla got it. It wasn't adding extra emotion to the words or playing up gestures...this time it was adding a haunting, almost lovely smile, a distance, an edge of 'not-all-thereness' to her performance. As if this world was slowly slipping away...

And then it was Act Five, the last time she would appear onstage. Rather than over-the-top howling mad, she made the sudden decision to go with a kind of shamed, heartbroken, regretful air. The kind of guilt that could eat you alive if you let it.

The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--
What, will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o'
that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with
this starting.

And she glided off stage, her skin as pale as her nightgown, a living ghost, to be contrasted against the others. It was all she could do not to grin, to keep the vacant and mournful expression until she was past the curtain.

Notes

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Act, you get them for the next performance!

Re: Notes

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

Sophie was carefully wiping the make-up off her face, and still feeling the rush of performing again. Wonderful. Nothing like it.

Outside the Theatre

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Actors, audience, crew, anyone! Go and congratulate the awesome performers (and their backup!) Or chat about it! Or wonder when the hell ___________ was in the play!

Re: Outside the Theatre

[glacial_queen]

Karla was standing outside, still in fill makeup and costume, enjoying the night air. She was still riding the performance's exhilaration. Her cheeks were rosy even under the makeup and her eyes sparkled.

Because she very rarely, if evern felt this way, the narration was going say it for her. Dammit, Karla looked lovely tonight. Sophie had said so.

OOC

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Hokay, here's the deal: because my RL decided to chuck something at my head, the dates for the play were later than they should be. And because of THAT, one of our actors is gone.

Duncan (ie, guy who dies right at the beginning)

So if you'd like your character to get dragged in, told to memorize a few lines and chucked on stage for the night, lemme know here and I'll send Geoffrey to go abduct them for great last minute stand in lulz. That goes for the crew or anyone on the island. Anyone.

Also, any OTHER OOC concerns go here too. This was just, er, most immediate. I've got someone to toss in if no one steps up, though, so no worries.

Re: OOC

[wantstodirect]

Heh. He can try to recruit Tony to play Duncan, if you want, though he will absolutely refuse.