fandomtownies | The Boards, Saturday Evening, Rehearsal

Jono was looking only mildly disgruntled today as his cast filed in for their rehearsal. He'd slept in that morning, a result of another training session back in New York (which, as an added bonus, was not so bloody hot in his reality as the island had been) and had stumbled in late.

Which meant that when he came down to set up for rehearsals, most of the popsicles that had appeared for no apparent reason while he'd been sleeping had melted. They were all individually wrapped, at least, so picking them out from between seats and behind curtains and the like hadn't resulted in a several thousand-dollar catastrophe that he'd have to attempt to explain to Troy later, but he was certain that he'd missed a few.

The ones that weren't too badly melted were tossed into the deep-freeze earlier, and were now sitting in a cooler packed with ice, next to the requisite lemon water.

"Take one, please for the love of god, and then rehearse. Just... rehearse. If you have any questions or concerns, I'll be hunting for more before somebody can step on one."

Uh... rehearsal time!

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Lemon water! Popsicles!

So... many... popsicles.

There are probably other ones just sitting around, like some kind of dangerous melted-juice Easter Egg hunt. Jono urges you to look at the seats before flopping down on them today.

Natalie appreciated the popcicles, she really did.

But she was still wary of sitting down anywhere, because she knew a Fandom wacky event when she saw one.

Raven was a little wary of the popsicles since they were Fandom-created. Perhaps they were harmless, but it was equally likely eating one could turn a person into a child, the opposite sex, a kitten, or...a popsicle. She'd still to the water, thank you.

You all probably have your acts figured out by now.

If you don't, you'll probably get some disapproving looks from the large blue man carrying around a garbage bag full of melty things.

Kenzi was still hoping someone would come along and help her with her rap. As it was, she was practicing the drums with a bit of excessive enthusiasm.

Raven had worked on memorizing the song Jono had written for her while in Kaeleer, and now she was ready to try singing it from memory.

She was just a tiny bit nervous.

Juliet cleared her throat as she took the stage.

"Life on the island is hard enough regular times," she began. "You have things that aren't water falling from the sky, sometimes you wake up the wrong gender, and half the people here haven't even heard of Norstrom. But I've been here eighteen months, and I have never been through anything worse than what they just did: Tents."

She trailed off there. "The rest of it, um, may need a little work still?"

Minako was there, doing some vocal warm-ups before poking at the piano to get the pitch (http://youtu.be/JFRunzgYij8) for her song.

He's there to answer questions or to deal with any concerns you might have!

He's also thankful that The Boards have air conditioning. Rounding these things up would be so much more unpleasant in the sweltering heat.

In case any of the usual suspects want to show up and paint sets or whatever!

As far as I can tell, I'm being kidnapped by my father today. I'm bringing my laptop with me this time, at least, so I should be around to catch pings until some dinner theatre thing in the evening?

I get told nothing!

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Talk to Jono!

Backstage!

OOC!