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 Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 1:47 pm
Actor, Backstage!
Things were getting loud. Very very loud. And then suddenly Alex felt sick. Very, very sick. Was it just pre-show jitters? Was he nervous about his upcoming performance in front of what seemed to be an incredibly unruly crowd? Overhearing the demon in the outfit that was nearly as ridiculous as Alex's, the undead boil glanced over towards him and muttered "Dear jack, I hope so..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 1:52 pm
Audience-Bouncaaaaa Sura didn't even growl at Herryk, just staring him down before she reached out to grab his head in an under-arm sort of choke-hold....that was before Mot came over, freezing Sura in the middle of her thought as she turned her head to look at him. She seemed to understand exactly what it was Mot wanted from her, the color in her eyes dimming to a less menacing yellow shade, but never the less remain wary.
As though knowing, she moved closer to the reaper, her tail curling near his legs in an almost defensive position. Albeit her idea of quickly moving him out of harm's way would be to completely floor him with her tail. Which would probably still hurt to some extent, but probably better than any beefy fist to anything.
However, three of the six eyes on her ribs flinched when she was..well...puked on, making a small face down at herself before she reached over to literally grab Titus by the scruff of his neck, her hand hard and unyielding, turning to look at Herryk as well with a look that said 'I'll do it to you too', before she looked to Mot, nodding at him to lead the way, the yellow turning into a calmer blue, even illuminated still as the red had been previously.
It was a feat to look taller than the Colossus, after all. She was built big, and always meant to be big. Even if this body was tiny.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 1:53 pm
Music --> Pits
Roch took stock. Mot was down there, along with some hulk of a ghoul, and he was screwing up his job. He looked at Chuppi for a second. "They'll take care of it, screech," he told her, walking past and patting her on the head before going back down into the pits. He usually would have gotten right in the middle of it, but...
The play must go on, y'know? "Try and finish up this scene, guys, so I can start up the next song," he said to the actors before closing the hatch behind him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:00 pm
AudienceFinished hurling now, Jericho coughed a few times while staring at the small fiery mess he had caused. Urk. He should probably put that out before the theater was set on fire. With a grimace, he removed his shirt and threw it down on top to smother out the flames. Letting out a breath, he straightened up a bit, though still looked a little shakey. "Sorry about that..." he murmured to Mal specifically.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:02 pm
AudienceRiley patted Malodore's knee gently, keeping it safe in her arms. Leaving the play now would be an insult to the players. Besides, the big one there is doing such a great job. Riley's foggy eyes were clearly looking at Herryk when she gestured in his direction - she still thought everything going on in front of them was part of the show. A good show, in her opinion.
I will protect you from the fire, if it gets close, mia cara. She comforted Malodore gently.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:06 pm
AudienceThe flames were out. Malodore relaxed gratefully, leaning into Riley's embrace. "Ah, grazie - I must learn to do better about that. It would be most shameful for me to be unable to tend a patient for fear of fire." It remembered Danny with a faint pang. The plague doctor settled back into its seat, staring alternately at the stage and at the chaos in the audience. "Perhaps it was all a plan?" it said, after a moment. "To make it more, ah, exciting than last year?" Goodness, that muscled boil was certainly very large.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:11 pm
Actor / Hel The reaper may have gotten caught up again in thoughts of what she wanted for dinner…and then more chaos erupted out in the audience. Aww why couldn’t this go smoothly? The ghoul was about to go peak out when Mot turned to her and uttered his plan. Oh! The ghoul gave a firm nod of her head, wincing a bit as Chuppi screamed, and watched Mot go. “ Alright, understood!” She was about to follow behind him, when suddenly…she was about to meet her lunch again. Hel’s cheeks puffed out as her skin turned a sickly green, and her eyes widened as she was suddenly scrambling for a container of some sort backstage…luckily she found a bucket. Hopefully no one was using that. Coming face to face with her lunch again, the reaper then kicked the dirty bucket under a furniture prompt of some sort, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “ Ugh…” Jack, she had a task to do still. The valkyrie then stomped out from behind the curtain and onto the stage, nodding to Xiu before standing in the center, looking over the audience. She took a deep breath, and then began to lament, her voice carrying all throughout the theatre like one of those valkyrie at the opera. (( OOC: For your guys' reference! -Lament- Valkyries are said to be able to sing with a voice so sad it stops their opponents in their tracks.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:15 pm
HULK SMASH in the audienceHerryk was furious. Not just a little furious. No, he was thunderously furious. It would even be safe to say that the boil was in a rage. A berserker rage. And it was very, very hard to control that rage when he kept glancing down at the phone that Mac had thrown at him. Herryk was not following Sura and Mot like a docile little man-lamb. No, each time that the draugr peered down at the phone, he grew a little broader. A little taller. Nine feet tall. Twelve. Fourteen feet tall, and the breadth of him grew to match. It would be so easy just to smash an impossibly wide hand against Tits's head. Squish. Just... squish! He would not be walked out like some pathetic little scareling. The phone shattered in his giant hand. Herryk sneered at Tits, turned on his heel, and started stalking to the back of the theater. ((GENERAL FYI HERRYK'S NATURAL ABILITY IS TO CHANGE HIS SIZE AT WILL LOL))((Exiting, forgot to post this earlier)).
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:33 pm
Dragged from the Audience?There was a growl as Sura took hold of his collar, Titus glaring up at the ghoul as he tried to pry her hand away. " Get your grubby claws off me, Fleabag!" He hissed. He wasn't entirely sure what the ghoul was but he didn't like the touching unless she had something fun in mind and being dragged away certainly wasn't fun. That's when he noticed the growing shadow behind him. His lip drew back exposing his pointy teeth as he turned to stare at....Herryk's mid section. Woah. His facial expression didn't change as he tilted his head to look up at Herryk but that didn't keep him from inwardly grinning despite the situation he was in. Yes, the chaos. The lovely chaos. He thrived on his torment and it was obvious Herryk was displeased to put it mildly. " What's the matter, Big Slow?" Titus barked still struggling against Sura's hold. " Just walking away like.....like..." The song Hel had started to sing hit his ears and suddenly Titus' eyes went unfocused. He couldn't think straight anymore. What had he been about to say? " ...jack....damnit."
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:41 pm
Audience?!
All of a sudden, Taryn was glad that she hadn't made the play. How terrible it must be to have to stand up there and watch this chaos going on after having worked so hard?! She wanted to run, but was flanked on either side of the aisle by strangers and couldn't imagine getting herself involved. She cowered, feeling her stomach leap and churn into her chest and bent over double, trails of smoke pouring from her mouth. Oh, Jack...! Why did she feel sick all of a sudden?!
Now things were flying, Roch was yelling, other things were on fire (or smoldering, at least) and everyone seemed to have lost their minds. When the ghoul snapped her head up again, someone was... singing? and it was terrible. Not terrible in the sense of pitchiness or notes, but in terms of emotion. Her heart fell. Her face relaxed. Tears welled in her eyes as she listened to a familiar song sun in a way she had never heard before. Hel? That was Hel! What was going on?!
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 3:01 pm
Rengath- NO UThere was a very loud BANG as it seemed the students began to let their melodrama effect the school play. There was no words, not dramatic use of his abilities. Just a bang as a cane was slammed onto the floor. Looking down from his seat in the higher back, near the doors, Rengath's appearance was strained, as if he too wished to yell but was swallowing his words down. Looking at those who caused a rukus he finally spoke, expression bordering along furious. "Do kindly leave if you wish to disssturb the performance further. Or, ssssit down and act with at the very least a sssssliver of resspect." His 'S' was hissed, and though his voice did not rise, it was clear. Those who wish to disrespect the play would leave or calm down and stay. ((OOC: You do not have to leave the theater, but if you cause more disturbances, there will be an IC consequence. This is a theater guys, and yelling, fighting, using cellphones even; All very rude, and considered disrespectful. Again, you do not have to leave the theater, nor, will you be removed. But again, IC consequence or IC actions)) ((IF ANYONE CAN CONTACT ROSIE FOR A STATUS UPDATE THAT WOULD BE ACES))
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 3:07 pm
Actor/Dancer/Now headed back stage
There was singing, smashing even and just Charlie did not even know. Among the chaos the teachers bang of the cane came out crystal clear. The demon gulped. There was something more terrifying about a teacher then one of the bigger students. Authority. He gave a bow to the audience and ran back behind the curtain to coward a little.
Not that Charlie had anything to coward from. He just didn't want to be in trouble right now. So he was a good little pink haired demon boil and sat behind the curtain and watched.
It wasn't his act yet any how.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 3:10 pm
Audiencetiems
Whatever happened to the audience? all the yelling and sensations of nausea coming from the crowd just seemed horrible, and a tough crowd to preform to for the actors. "Oh look, flaming barf." the hound quipped up and jumped in the seat that Bul left open and tucked his head in between his legs. Nausea was not fun and he really didn't feel like joining in the vomitfest.
and then the haunting melody hit Demi's ears and it hit him like a ton of emotional bricks. "Awwww" he whined out from his seat and pawed at his ears at the sound.
From sheer madness to more controlled what the jackery, that's what all this was.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 3:27 pm
Actor - Backstage
Though he absolutely should be, Thackery was not ashamed to admit that he had no idea what was going on right now.
The Cerberus was decked out in his costume: whiskers and a pink nose scribbled on his face with fakeup, ears and tail painted brown and pink respectively with...yes, it actually appeared to be real paint. His tail, normally fluffy and light, was matted down from the paint, slicked into the most ratlike tail he could make.
He looked the part, but was barely paying the attention necessary to recognize his cue. He was not making anybody proud. Instead, the boil was face-deep in what appeared to be sale papers of the nearby maul. In truth, he'd made an absolutely devastating miscalculation, realizing far too late that the date of the play was also the date of the most important sale day of the year.
Miraculously, he was able to ignore most of the yelling and smashing and other miscellaneous loud things; it wasn't too unlike home, really. But when the valkyrie sang, he put the papers down, listening with an expression of wonder.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 3:39 pm
AudienceGene immediately hunkered down at the screech, wishing she had a stomach with contents to puke. That would make the sick feeling go away, right? That logic worked for non ethereal beings, anyway. She sat back down with a resigned look on her face, idly watching as more chaos erupted.
"Sorry, I didn't catch your name." The ghoul said, trying to smile again. Ugh, why were introductions being a pain tonight?
Then there was a sad song.
Then there was the teacher's threat.
Gene decided to shut up, and gave the boil next to her a the international sign for "Shhhh", a finger pressed to his lips. If only Gene knew where this poor boil had come from...
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