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oi...thats freshmen for ya stare domokun

we did the same thing, man did our Fame suck it was totaly a wreck, i played Montgomery

[quote="Mister]
One of the plays that I saw had problems with guns. In the end there is supposed to be a struggle over a gun where the person who gets it automatically shoots the other. Well, they decided to use a cap pistol. An orange cap pistol. And every night the cap would not work, so the frantic shot happened about 7 times before going off while the other person just stood there. It was supposed to be sad, but was hilarious.

orange cap pistol!?!?!?! like toy gun? ahh! shame on that propsmaster!

When I was in 7th grade I went to see our spring play and it was horrible...no one could sing and it was like...no emotion.... Someone was paid $5 to yell out "you suck" at the actors..it was so devastating to them....

I've only had horrible, embarrassing things happen in almost every show I'm involved in! It's a curse I tell ya...
The Ugly Duckling--spring, eighth grade. (And no, it wasn't really about a duck.) I'm supposed to be having this serious conversation with my father when my Prince Charming starts doing a faux striptease for me in the wings. I laugh so hard I fall off of my throne.
You Can't Take it With You--fall, ninth grade. I get surprised by a male cast member in our co-ed dressing room that doubles as the A/V closet (what can I say, my school's theatre budget was $500 a year). I end up going onstage with my skirt unzipped and my underwear showing. Five years later, I still get made fun of mercilessly.
The Miracle Worker--spring, ninth grade. Silly me forgets to do a walkthrough. My scissors are not where they are supposed to be. So I end up "cutting" out paper dolls by tearing the paper.
A Midsummer Night's Dream-- spring, tenth grade. 1)Our Bottom gets expelled less than three weeks before the show. We beg a theatre veteran to come and save our arses, which he does fabulously. Thank you, Vic! 2)As Philostrate in this non-traditional production, I'm supposed to carry on a tray of "champagne" for the couples to drink after the wedding. I spill it all, ruin my costume, and leave others to clean my mess as I have to be onstage.
Broken Hearts--winter, eleventh grade. I'm playing a ten-year-old boy, so it's necessary to cover up my obviously sixteen-year-old female anatomy. We use an ace bandage, figuring it will do the job. During my death scene, it slips, leaving onstage a dead, disfigured ten-year-old boy with one breast.
*Jade apparently stops being such a klutz, so we skip ahead a few years until other people in her plays do funny stuff*
A Midsummer Night's Dream--fall, freshman year of college. I'm a costumer, hanging out backstage "just in case". Puck comes to tell me that one of his safety pins came open and was jabbing him in the side, but he thinks he might have dropped it onstage. In a show with fifty-three barefoot cast members. I make an intermission appearance with a broom.
An Inspector Calls--spring, freshman year of college. Our father gets a massive infection and is so drugged that he knocks over a potted plant onstage. Most cast members are stunned; his son just shrugs and hollers for the maid.

Sorry for the length, but I was just wondering if anyone has had the superfluous mishaps I have.

Les Mis is a horribly hard show to perform with school ><;

OH! I'm just remembering this horrible little nugget of a play I did near the end of my freshman year in high school. I don't know how many of you are familiar with the Japanese fairytale involving the Honorable Urashima Taro, but we did this horribly Americanized and lame version of it. It was just....so lame it was funny.

So I wore this faux purple kimono with a faux obi and was an octopus. Not just an octopus, a crappily Americanized KABUKI octopus. And the headdress. The headdress was a bike helmet and this collar looking thing made of pvc, a bulbous dome that looked sort of like a big toe made of thick copper wire and all stableized with vynal string which was finished off by covering it with this purple stretch velvet. And a tiny screen to look out from. This thing weighed about 5 pounds all together. Not a lot, but they were not all that stable and they would sometimes try to tilt to the side.

At the end, we would sit on our knees and bow, which was a problem. We octopi had no idea how big our heads were, so as we bowed, giving honor to Urashima Taro, blah blah blah, two of like, the five of us got our heads stuck on the ground. The girl next to me was able to recover by using her hand. I, however, had this weird little chinstrap on my bike helmet thing and as I came up, my mask came off. My skin is like a beacon under theatre lights. So immediately the kids all looked at me. Wild laughter. I got yelled at a little bit for that one....Jeebus I hated that theatre company.