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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:08 pm
PERFORMANCE
Performance Title:
Turn of a Century.
Genre:
Filming
Starring:
Oz Parker as his character Asher Wright.
Description:
The room is only a three walled Set for the Soap opera Turn of a Century. Right now, the scene thats playing is Oz Parker, playing Asher, will be breaking his affair with an older married woman. This is the drama that is, Turn of a Century.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:10 pm
The room that Oz stood in, was fully furnished with thestylings of a modern home. Two creme couches on a red shag carpet were the two main focal points. He personally did not like the color scheme, but he really didnt have to live here..He was only here for a few hours of each day.
The room wasnt a room in every sense of the word.. One side of the wall had been removed, and it reveals Oz is standing on a movie set.
Or in this case, the soap opera that had finally signed the young man for a full contract.
He was dressed in a black button up shirt, small almost unseen white pinstripes accenting the shirt. His pants were Khaki colored, and black boots finshed his ensemble, giving him the look of a twenty-four year old man.
His shaggy brown mane was slicked back, giving him a look of almost charm.
The lights were all on him now, as the director yelled.
"Action!"
Oz, playing the infamously handsome, yet devilishly destructive Asher Wright. Asher was teh town go to guy..Or at least to the ladies he was.
In almost every affair scene, Asher is right in the middle of it, causing all the problems.
He was a lover of ladies,something Oz had in common with the man.
This time was no different.
Much like most of his roles, a woman sat away from him, twirling her stirrer in her glass that seemed to hold Vodka.
She was giving him those cat eyes, and it was obvious that this woman was anywhere in her fifties, yet she looked good for her age.
Her luscious chocolate brown hair was piled ontop of her head, and her glasses accented her dark green eyes.
She was dressed in a buisness suit, yet instead of pants,she had decided on the skirt.
Her legs were crossed, and she was eyeing him as a lion eyes its prey. She was ready to sink her claws into him.
Asher smiled, turning his back to the woman and snorting with laughter.
"Oh please,Sheridan if we have this conversation too many more times, we'll be old and gray before long.."
He said, not looking at her, but looking at the wall, deep in thought.
Sheridan stood up, her face aghast. After all this time, all she had done to prelong this..
Sheridan had a husband, and two children, yet she saught after the company of the young lover.
She had risked everything by messing with him..and nowhere he was telling her she was worthless.
"But..Asher, you cant possibly say that..that..all this time, it meant nothing to you!"
She exclaimed, eyes wide in shock. It was obvious the older woman was quite upset at the idea of him leaving, yet Asher was smiling the entire time, seeing it as a game that he would always win.
They always wanted more..
"Ah, but it did mean nothing!"
He said turning around, striding over to her and standing inches fromher, face to face.
His arrogance was still on his face, yet he seemed to be enjoying the look in her eyes more than the game itself.
"Surely you knew that I could never stay with you.."
He looked at her face and tsked.
"Aw you did.. How sad.."
He said with a serious face, his smile dropping in mock sympathy.
Sheridan looked completely distraught, and tears were flowing from her eyes, down her cheeks, staining her makeup.
"ASHER!"
She cried.
"Please..Please dont do this..Dont leave me."
He shookhis head, walking ot the door, and turning the knob. He offered her one last look, and then smiled, giving a slight bow.
"My dear.. Leave is such a crude word.."
He said, then exited the scene.
"AND CUT."
The Director called. Oh this was shaping up to be a wonderful career for the young star.
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