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oncourtandstage.livejournal.com

It had been a while, but once again the Boards was gearing up for an opening night:

The Petey Sci-Fi Talky Picture!
Please no throwing rice on stage.
Well, okay, if you must.

Tickets were for sale at the door, along with audience participation kits. And yes, you better believe that the one selling the tickets was armed with a tube of lipstick so that he could mark Petey Sci-Fi virgins with a V on their foreheads if this was their first time seeing the show.

In the participation kits, one could expect to find flashlights, toilet paper, playing cards, toast, a newspaper, squirt guns... The usual fare, really. If people didn't know what to do with any of the above, there was even a handy audience participation guide included.

The cast was set. The crew was set. The costumes were scandalous and the music was loud.

The Lord said, let there be lips.

And there were. And they were good.

oncourtandstage.livejournal.com

Most of the apricots had been removed by the time Thursday's rehearsal came around, but there was still a bowl piled high with the fruit alongside the usual pitchers of lemon water. … And a couple of boxes backstage if anyone wanted to take more.

Please take more.

"So, today we're going to work on Hoyt's introduction to start with," Troy explained, "which is the song Sweet Transvestite, and then work our way up through to Petey's big number, Sword of Damocles. This includes the part where Lad and Garnet are stripped down to their underwear -- but I think we'll hold off on that until we get a little further into rehearsals."

Yes. Stripped to their underwear. Troy really hoped that the cast knew what kind of show it was by now, but if they didn't...

"I reserve the right," Jono intoned, "to mock anybody who is surprised by that revelation by this point in rehearsals."

Because that was Jonothon's idea of useful input.

Troy laughed. "Yeah, what he said," he agreed. "So, before we get started, any questions?"

[Cast List | Script (with AP) | Script (one page, no AP) | ~~Wait for~~ OCD is up!]

furnaceface

When people arrived to the Boards for rehearsal today, they'd see that Jono had brought along... well, a measuring tape. You know. For reasons.

"Today, we're going to get started by working our way through the first scenes of the script," he said, nodding to the group assembled. "That would be the wedding scene, Garnet and Lad on their way to the castle, and the Time Warp."

Because, so help him, he just wanted to get a start on the Time Warp.

"Any lines that belong to supporting characters will be handed to members of the chorus, which gives some of you an opportunity to speak at the wedding. And, for anyone who doesn't know, it's a jump to the left, and a step to the right."

He was helpful like that.

"I've also brought the measuring tape along, so that people can start taking measurements. Costumes for our lingerie roles will be supplied by Dite's, and we'll need those measurements in because some of them are going to need to be ordered in specially for the show."

He was looking at you, Herc. Guy.

[Open!]

furnaceface

Ah, the first day of rehearsals at the Boards. It was just the sort of thing to make Jono show up looking... if not happy then at least slightly less grumpy than usual, with a stack of scripts in his arms complete with sheet music. It might have been the therapeutic smashing of creepy dolls with a crowbar that had him in such a good mood. Or maybe it was the sheet music that did it for him. Even Sweet Transvestite could be soothing if it was played well, damn it.

Really, if you wanted happy, you need look no further than Troy: the fluster and panic of a first rehearsal was generally guaranteed to have a smile fixed on his face. "This is going to be awesome," he said to Jono, as an aside. Turning to the gathered performers, he added, "Hey, everyone, thanks for making it out! I hope you're all excited for this -- I know we are!"

"Before we get started, I have the scripts here," Jonothon's excited face looked much the same as his 'Yes, I certainly do appear to be awake today' face. "There's enough for each of you to take one, and you can feel free to make as many notes in the margins or mark them up however you see fit. They're yours to keep. Today, we're going to just be acquainting ourselves with the script and the music of the show, since I know a good many of you showed up for auditions without even the faintest idea what in the world you were getting yourselves into."

Which had amused Jonothon to no end, really, but they were in a show with underwear and dry humping, and he was going to have to break it to them sooner or later, after all.

Underwear, dry humping, incest, cannibalism... Really, what didn't the show have? "At some point," Troy continued, "I was thinking we could watch the movie all together, but I want to get rehearsals underway first so that we're not locked into that as the 'right way' to do things. Theater's not about that. The movie's iconic, yeah, but with a live show like this, what you all bring to the roles is just as important as how someone may have played it once before."

"So, everybody grab a script," Jono said, "and take a seat. We'll do a read-through of the script, pausing for the musical numbers, which we'll just play on CD for this one rehearsal so that you get a feel for the vocals. If any of you have any concerns or questions about any of this, feel free to ask Troy or myself during the read-through, or to grab one of us after rehearsal. Shall we begin?"

[Open rehearsal! Script (with audience participation cues just 'cause) is here. Cast list is here. Yaaaaaaaay!]

randomspanish.livejournal.com

It may have been cold out, but that just meant Freddie didn't have to worry about his CPU overheating. Having everything set up, he warmed his hands by rubbing them together.

"You seriously are going to be in Yakima next week?" Freddie said to Carly via the webfeed to Seattle.

"I have to, sorry," Carly said, not looking too happy about it. "Maybe Sam can... make a new cohost."

Freddie frowned slightly.

[ooc: ~~OCD comin' up.~~ Post is open! People are always welcome to join the show or what-have-you!]

oncourtandstage.livejournal.com

Thursday meant that the same sign was up on the door:

AUDITIONS
Petey Sci-Fi Talky Picture

January 8th and 12th, 2012
(That means today!)

Rehearsals Sundays and Thursdays
through March 22nd, inclusive.
Performance Friday, March 23rd!

Please be prepared to perform
both a song and a monologue.
Monologues and songs available
if you do not have your own.

(Songs and monologues do not
need to be from the show.)

Adults welcome!

Come one, come all, and audition for one of the best shows on Earth! Troy was just going to be over here, amused that he hadn't noticed any odd singing yesterday -- because it's not like it was odd for him to be singing.

furnaceface

After the broadcast and only slightly smelling of rum, thank you, Jono made his way back to the Boards. If the squirrels were to be believed, they wouldn't have to worry about the cost of costuming for their upcoming show, which would save them literally thousands.

Naturally, this meant that he was going to sit back in the office chair, put his feet up on the table, and try to adjust the budget for the show accordingly.

With the Petey Sci-Fi soundtrack playing on the speakers as performed by Richard O'Brien, because he was just in that kind of mood.

Mmm, Super Heroes.

[Open post is open, if anyone wants to stop by about yesterday's posters. Youtube link up there is stunningly worksafe. And awesome.]

randomspanish.livejournal.com

It had been a bit since their last completely live broadcast, due to various factors including holidays and illnesses and such, but today Freddie, Sam, and Carly (in Seattle) were bound and determined to make it work. Even if certain unresolved matters between two of the cast mates loomed overhead like a looming... looming thing.

"I'm just glad no one has me dressing up as a Christmas flashlight this year," Freddie remarked, getting his A/V cart all ready to go for the broadcast in the middle of the park. Wi-Fi was a glorious thing.

[ooc: ~~OCD coming up.~~ Post is open, guests and interrupters and anything are always welcome!]

gastronomistic

Vincent didn't much like the looks of the black clouds hanging around, shortening up the horizon. It was just the sort of thing that in Eureka would mean Vincent's cafe was about to be broken in half or turned to gold or infested with ancient bugs or otherwise destroyed. He'd gotten a good couple of months in Fandom of not having to rebuild his cafe, and he had no desire to break the streak now, thank you very much.

Which would explain why he was standing outside his shop, glaring up at the clouds disapprovingly while holding a fresh minced fruit pie. Well, okay, it didn't explain the pie, but it explained the glaring at least, and the muttering under his breath. The pie, well, that was just a security thing. Like a little kid with a blanket.

[ooc: for thems what know.]

hurtingzeebo

Nothing could stop the weekly iCarly broadcast. Not rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor heatwave. Not even having a giant argument with your best friend. Certainly not entire chunks of the multiverse vanishing. As long as there was a Carly, a Freddie, and a Sam, there would be an iCarly.

"T-Bo?" Sam tried. She'd been at this for ages already.

"Okay, now you're just stringing random syllables together!" said Carly.

"But who runs the Groovy Smoothie?"

"What's a Groovy Smoothie?"

"Good gracious, woman!" Sam grabbed the sides of the feed laptop and shook it. "Not the Groovy Smoothie!"

[ooc: OCD for this very special broadcast of iCarly is up!]

sith_happened

Anakin came back from Connecticut with a new sense of purpose (and a deep hatred of the idiots who drove on I-95), several 2x4s, a hammer, and some paper.

A few minutes of banging later and Anakin had a giant bulletin board...thing.

In big bold letters he labeled one giant sheet of paper "CONFIRMED DISAPPEARANCES" and the other "RETURNING FANDOMITES."

He took a deep breath before scrawling information under the disappearances, then tacking up two dated photographs of the people in question on the blank area on the board he'd left for that purpose. For some reason it seemed vital that someone other than him remember what they looked like too.

He placed a piece of glass down over the sheets of paper (no use going to this much trouble if things would just get blown away or wet) and headed back to the trooper station to catch up on what he'd missed the last few days.

[OOC: And now we have an IC place to link to the information dropped characters and alumni are leaving in voicemails! Please hold for OCD.]

Current Mood: busy

randomspanish.livejournal.com

Since they'd ended up stuck on the island for the holiday, it had meant a few changes for the spectacular post-Thanksgiving iCarlystravaganza!

So in the park, with his trusty webcasting A/V cart of technical goodness, Freddie was standing, dressed in the turkey costume again. He'd just gotten the feed from Seattle up.

"You and Gibby ready for our big episode?" Freddie said to the smiling face of Carly Shay on his computer screen.

"Me and who?" Carly replied, her smile still on her face, but the rest of her expression growing a bit puzzled.

"Gibby Cornelius Gibson?" Freddie said, his own expression changing to one of worry. "You know, used to take off his shirt and dance a lot?"

"Okay, very funny," Carly said, shaking her head. "This is some sort of weird school joke, right?"

Freddie let out a teeny whimper. "I guess?" he said, in his head thinking that 'the show must go on'.

[ooc: ~~OCD coming up!~~ Open post and broadcast!]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

The glitter could not be contained! Nor could the moose...despite their plastic nature. Homecoming continued onward, welcoming all late arrivals who were still in time for the main event!

Your 2011 Homecoming Court Announcement!

[ Post 1 | Arrive + Mingle Some More | Homecoming Court | More Drinks + Snacks | More Chaperones | More Dancing | Even More Shadowy Corners | OOC2 ]

Current Mood: accomplished

randomspanish.livejournal.com

The AV cart was all hooked up, props and green screens were in place, and iCarly was ready to go. They even had a wacky theme for the broadcast!

"I'm still in shock over that visit," Carly said via the feed from Seattle. "And Gibby won't stop Zaplooking for Hakota Dakota. What's up with that?"

"...It's Gibby. You're better off asking him," Freddie said.

"I would, but he's not even here today. He's on some sort of brotherly camping outing with Guppy," Carly said.

"Awww, how is the little guy?" Freddie asked.

"He's... Guppy," Carly said.

"How incredibly informative!" Freddie said.

[ooc: ~~OCD is a-coming up!~~ Open post, open broadcast, whoopee!]

randomspanish.livejournal.com

Hey, for once, Freddie didn't even have to set up a live feed to Seattle! It was amazing.

The problem came that Gibby had seemingly made friends with a duck from the duck pond.

"I think it should be on the show!" Gibby declared.

"It doesn't have talent," Carly said, very matter-of-factly. "And are we ignoring the fact that this entire place is crazy?"

"Guys, don't worry, we'll just--" Freddie started.

"Hey look, I've got a pumpkin on my head!" Spencer interrupted. He did, indeed, have a pumpkin balanced on top of his head. He was having trouble coping with the fact that everything seemed to command attention away from him.

"--Everybody just pretend we're in the studio," Freddie said. This was going to be a tough one.

[ooc: belated iCarly post is belated! We'll be on massive SP, so feel free to wander in whenever! ~~OCD first though, please~~ We are ready and open and roarin' to go!]

hoorayimrich.livejournal.com

Today, the Fraternity was given instructions to meet at Fast Eddie's, and to bring their bowling shoes, if they just so happened to own their own. If not, no worries. Your esteemed leaders had not only rented the hall, but they'd also paid for rental of those scummy, funny-looking ones that they had available for the general public.

Gross.

“Hey, guys," Warren greeted, already wearing his own pair (in blue and white, and looking fairly dapper in them, thank you). "We're working up to seeing what we can do with the things that you guys said you'd do as a group last week, but in the meantime, we're going to try to keep our meetings interesting without... uh... doing anything too massive."

Like building satellites to get free movies that would have been cheaper to rent than the satellite was to build, Ben.

“Plus, who doesn’t like bowling?” Tony added. Yes, he also had his own pair of shoes. They were red and gold. Because someone wasn’t obvious or anything. “We’ll be looking into a joint venture with the Sorority and Pride, so if anyone has any ideas for them, just let us know.”

"And if you don't, enjoy the bowling, keep the pizza away from the lanes," because it was mandatory for these things, thanks, and Warren wasn't about to have a meeting without it, "and have a good time, guys."

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

Once the dates were over, GOB made his way back toward the bar and started bossing Tino around, just like old times. "Okay, let's show everyone how a real pro tends bar. Tino! Get me another scotch!" Yep. A real pro made Tino do all the work. These were tricks you never forgot, even years after leaving the bar business.

[OOC: For your post-3MD conversations and/or hookups or whatever! Or for people who were just waiting until after the dates to get a damn beer!]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

A sign was posted at the front door:
G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
Three Minute Dates at Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

That's right. It was time for Three Minute Dates once again. Of course, this time it was being pushed back a couple hours ~~because GOB just posted bail in Lexington Park for solicitation last night~~ so it could better help sunlight-adverse residents of Fandom find true love as well. Anyone who came to the bar at the normal time were free to keep drinking to help them loosen up for the dates until just before 8:00...

The lights went dark. And then, The Final Countdown began, with a spot-lit GOB striding out onto the stage and doing an illusion where he made Tino bring him a scotch. Look, he'd done like twenty of these things already. People weren't getting free magic from him anymore.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming out here on this historic night. We've reached a true milestone here, but more on that later," GOB said. It would be best to fear Round 5, where there would be a couple extra minutes for GOB to discuss the historic nature of the night. "This is, of course, Three Minute Dates. And I am, of course, a Matchmaker Named GOB." He waited for applause..... and then continued. "When I or somebody else, probably Tino, who knows? calls your name, find a table with the other person whose name was called and get to talking and see if you want to make babies within three minutes. Because after three minutes, you'll hear this sound."

The zombie drummer started doing a drum roll.

"And that's when it'll be time to move on to your next date. Got it? Good. Oh, and sorry about the surplus of adult guys. Apparently single chicks can't stand being in a town without me. Anyway, let's get started...."

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

Epic OCD is ~~beginning. For the love of god, please wait until I'm done~~ UP! Have fun!

If I made a blatant mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice or accidentally making incest happen, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. Remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish a thread or two on Sunday, that's fine.

A regular post-dates Caritas post will go up on Saturday.]

randomspanish.livejournal.com

Even though the seasons were changing, Freddie set up the iCarly equipment in the park so they could record their parts of the weekly iCarly webcast. Mostly so he would have multiple exit strategies in case Sam tried to kill him.

"Hey, you never replied to my e-mail," Carly said via Freddie's laptop video feed from Seattle.

"There was nothing to say..." Freddie said, evasively.

"Well how about I refuse to do the show until you talk about it?" Carly tried to argue.

"Yeah, like you'd really do that?" Freddie said, skeptically.

There was a moment of awkward pause. "...oh fine," Carly caved. "But I will figure out a way to get one of you to talk about this!"

Freddie let out a quiet whimper and finished the tech set-up.

[ooc: ~~Please wait for OCD!~~ Ready and open!]

hurtingzeebo

The first week of classes for the semester was over, and Sam was feeling pumped, enough so that she dragged Freddie's rig out into the park for an outdoor iCarly broadcast. What? She totally emailed Freddie to let him know she was doing it.

Okay, so she remembered to do that a good five minutes after she dragged it out to the park. Still! She notified him!

[ooc: This isn't late, I swear! *looks shifty* As usual, guests are welcome to wander through. The more the merrier!]

hurtingzeebo

Sam was good this week -- she skipped going to the party before the broadcast. Which was not to say she was on time, just that she wasn't late because of going to a party on the beach.

She lead the way to a decent clearing in the park where they'd have room to move around, but close enough to the paths and street lights that Freddie wouldn't have trouble with the lighting. She remembered it from when she thought she was a gremlin, not that she was going to be bringing that up any time soon.

. . . Though if one looked closely, one might spot her teeth marks in the wood on the bench, nearby.

"Alright, Benson. Let's get this show on the road."

[ooc: OCD is up! Wanderers through don't actually have to stand in pudding or sit on cheetos, but it is a lot of fun.]

shes-got-legs.livejournal.com

Ariel was absolutely ecstatic. A shipment of new accessories and dresses and such had come in and they were all right up her alley. She was half tempted to covet them all for herself, but, with the impression that perhaps seashells could be hot this season, she happily did some rearranging around the store to put them out front and center.

The floofy dress was so totally hers, though. And, even better, she found some matching shoes to go with it.

This made it a very good day.

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Prom | Community Center | Friday Evening | Post II

The Boards, Friday Evening [Performance!]

The Boards, Thursday [Rehearsal]

The Boards, Sunday Evening [Rehearsal]

The Boards, Thursday Evening (Petey Sci-Fi Rehearsal)

The Park, Friday Evening, iCarly Broadcast!

The Boards, Thursday [Auditions!]

The Boards, Wednesday, After Radio

The Park, iCarly Broadcast, Friday Evening

Outside Cafe Luke's, Wednesday afternoon

The Park, Friday night -- iCarly broadcast!

Just outside the school gates [early afternoon]

The Park, Friday Evening, iCarly Broadcast!

Homecoming Dance | Town Hall | Saturday Evening | Post II

The Park, Friday Evening, iCarly Broadcast!

The Park, Friday Evening, iCarly Broadcast!

Kappa Kappa Gremlin, Fast Eddie’s - Monday After Classes

Caritas - Saturday evening after 3MD [Open]

Three Minute Dates - Caritas - Saturday night

The Park, Friday Evening, iCarly Broadcast!

The Park, Friday night -- iCarly broadcast!

The Park, Friday evening -- iCarly broadcast!

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