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The Boards, Sunday - Auditions for the Winter Showcase!
Jonothon had managed to get his hands on coffee, this morning. Instant coffee, granted, that he'd thrown together while trying to juggle breakfast (cereal, quick and easy) and getting everything in order for ... whatever the hell these auditions were going to be like, considering the state of the weekend. He hadn't actually gotten around to getting any of it as far as his mouth, yet, but he suspected that he'd made the coffee strong enough to sit up and bark, and if that didn't floor him, it would probably be a good thing.
In the window of the Boards, he'd hung a sign:
AUDITIONS
FANDOM ISLAND WINTER SHOWCASE
Give the rest of the island a taste of your winter traditions from home!
And, hell, he'd even managed to get someone at Pizza Planet to answer the phone who was over the age of ten, so there was pizza set out on tables on one side of the lobby area. Tables which he'd laid tarp down under, because there was no way in hell he was going to clean those carpets already. The place had just finished renovations, after all.
[OCD is up! If you've got a small child for the day and you'd like to audition, anyone and everyone is welcome to, but please let us know in the OOC thread if you actually want a role or not!]
In the window of the Boards, he'd hung a sign:
FANDOM ISLAND WINTER SHOWCASE
Give the rest of the island a taste of your winter traditions from home!
And, hell, he'd even managed to get someone at Pizza Planet to answer the phone who was over the age of ten, so there was pizza set out on tables on one side of the lobby area. Tables which he'd laid tarp down under, because there was no way in hell he was going to clean those carpets already. The place had just finished renovations, after all.
[OCD is up! If you've got a small child for the day and you'd like to audition, anyone and everyone is welcome to, but please let us know in the OOC thread if you actually want a role or not!]
Arrive/Mingle!
Please, no pushing, screaming, running with pizza and juice through the theatre seating, wetting yourselves, colouring on the walls with crayon, or biting.
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She took a juice box and sipped it carefully, experimentally dabbing a bit of the red juice around her lips. She was certain it would look just like lipstick when she was done.
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He gave Juliet a curious look for the juice. "What're you doing?"
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It was like, lots of Selphies. In one room.
Scary.
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Rinoa giggled at the blonde boy. "My puppy likes you."
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But the pizza and the juice helped. A lot. He was indulging in those like the healthy, growing boy he was.
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Luckily, Angelo was awesome. Rinoa was going to owe her huge on Monday.
"Is this a recital?" Rinoa asked, clapping her hands. "I wanna do a recital!"
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The smell of food, however, did, and there was a scrawny little street-rat darting in to swipe swipe some pizza off the table before scrambling up into the balcony to eat it. Since Titian wasn't around (which wasn't uncommon), Surreal had been spending the past day or so holed up in one of the abandoned warehouses. Her mother would come find her sooner or later, after she was done working. She always did.
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"You know, normally I'd be upset that somebody was eating around th'new seats," he noted, wryly, as she came into view. "But I don't suppose I can fault anybody who appreciates the pizza that much."
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Rehearse!
Audition!
... Well, Jono would give you something to read. And then hope desperately that you were old enough at the moment to read.
Please, be descriptive with your auditions! The more you give us to work with, the better an idea we'll have as to your character's level of talent!
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"Hi!" she exclaimed brightly. "I'm Miley Stewart! I'm five and I wanna be a rock star, okay?"
Okay, Miley. It was okay.
"Okay! I'm gonna sing. I wrote this song ALL BY MYSELF this morning." Or she was going to forget three-quarters of it and make most of it up now. Details, really.
And she proceeded to do just that, dancing energetically around the stage and singing a song that was even worse than the songs she would go on to write as a teenager. She did have a nice voice, though! And the fact that she had managed to get so much glitter in her hair was probably Very Impressive to the directors. Right?
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She didn't exactly have an audition piece, so she'd stand here and twirl and fluff up her tutu until somebody told her something to do.
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So many options to dump onto a tiny child, Jono. But he couldn't assume, just because she was wearing a tutu, that she was going to be performing something from the Nutcracker Suite, really.
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Very helpful, Rinoa.
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He'd slept on the floor last night, and now was now swearing up and down that small children were never to be given sugar before bedtime again. Never.
Important life lessons with Jono.
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While drinking out of a juice box.
[And now I fleee for work -- I will pick up any pings in a couple of hours!]
OOC!
If you don't want them to get a part, but you'd like to play along today, let us know here, too!
We'll have more auditions this Wednesday, and a second attempt at a Sunday audition date next weekend, to make up for the lost day thanks to weetiny shenanigans!
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AND SORRY TO JONO'S EARS AND HAND. SHE DOESN'T MEAN TO BE A CRAZY PERSON.
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