I was reading a story on this, but for Yu-Gi-Oh and I've always wanted to do a GX story for RENT, so here it is. I thank darkrunner for the idea to finally write this. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own RENT or Yu-Gi-Oh GX. Wish I did.
Cast:
Atticus-Mark( you knew that was coming)
Zane-Roger
Alexis-Mimi
Jesse-Collins
Jaden-Angel( he fit the part)
Mindy-Maureen
Jasmine or Jazz-Joanne
Chazz-Benny
Backup cast:
Missy(bug girl)-April
Blair-Alexi
Rose-Alison
Aster-Gordon
Eight
spotlights rise on an empty stage. Eight people step forward into
those spotlights, five men and three women. They stand facing an
empty audience and a dark house. Even though no one is watching, they
stand tall and look into the empty seats.
Because that audience is
no longer empty. They look at you, and begin. They say there names
form left to right.
"Atticus."
"Jaden."
"Jasmine."
"Zane."
"Jesse."
"Mindy."
"Chazz."
"Alexis."
"This is our story of our lives. We live on the East Side of New York City." Atticus says.
"You can choose to listen to the story," Mindy states.
"Or you can't. The choice is yours." Chazz finishes.
"But we're telling this story to teach you." Alexis says.
"So you learn from our mistakes." Zane says, looking at Alexis.
"So you can understand and know what happens in a year." Jesse says.
"Because it's not just 52 weeks or 365 days…" Chazz says.
"It's part of a person's life." Mindy says.
"Don't' measure it by how long it is." Jaden says.
"Measure it by how you live it."
"Measure in hope."
"Friendships," Atticus says. As he speaks, the others begin to say their own ways to measure their lives. They all say different words, but they are all trying to tell you the same thing. Amid the din of eight overlapping voices, you pick out a distinct few.
"Trust."
"Faith."
"Pain."
"Desisions."
"Mistakes."
"Chances."
"Truth."
"Lies."
"Life."
"Death."
"Love."
The voices stop, and the last word rings out across the theater. Ah, they have found the right word.
Because
that is what this story is about. Love. Love between friends. Love
between siblings. And another love that can no longer be defined by
your gender. There is no bounds to the love people can share. It is
not something that is so easily restricted to two people of opposite
sex. No matter what we do, it can't be controlled, can't be stopped,
can't be wrong. It works the other way, though. Love can't be forced,
can't be created, but it is always right. No one has the right or
power to stop two--or eight--people from loving. To love is to live.
Not even death can stop it.
These eight people stand before you,
ready to tell you their story of love. Will you listen you listen to
them?
Read and Review. Love ya!
