This is just an idea I had in my head...sooo. Please R&R!


The Characters:

The Phantom: An actor who has played many male roles, and has serious anger-management issues, even for Erik, is directionally challenged, and has a slippery mask.

Christine Daae: An out-of-high-school actress who is too smart for her own good, is incredibly uncoordinated, and mixes up lyrics very easily.

Raoul de Chagny: Rude, klepto, forgetful actor who has played nothing but "extra" roles

Meg: An overly excited rapping, hip hop-ballerina, who is constantly stalking the Phantom. President of anti-Phantom Club.

Madame Giry: A 30 year woman who never smiles, hates her resemblance to Nanny McPhee, shouts a lot, and is addicted to her IPhone.

Carlotta: A real diva of an opera singer, who forgets the lyrics to a lot of her songs, and ends up singing random words

Piagi: A man who can sing opera, but speaks like a ghetto person.

Andre: Twin of Firmin. Finish each other sentences, and forgets people's names.

Firmin: Dumber twin of Andre. Doesn't finish his sentences.

Buquet: An actor whose always drunk or eating, but still thin.

Reyer: A piano playing Grammar Nazi

Ballet Rats: A bunch of young ballerinas who cannot stop texting or chatting in between songs, and scene transitions

The Ensemble: Lots of talented actors, who speak their minds in the song lyrics

Lefevre: Actor who bails on the Opera House, but keeps coming back since he forgot a bunch of stuff

Auctioneer: Bored, rude actor who has played the Auctioneer many times. Is transitioning to Rock of Ages.

Old Raoul: Old geezer who won't stop singing, or calling people random words

Director: The victim

Music Teacher: Happy-go-lucky music teacher

Students: Bored out of their minds


(Somewhere in Paris)

Auctioneer: Sold for 50 francs. (Gavels) Good-bye useless Opera junk.

Old lady: What?

Auctioneer: Nothing... Hey look! An old timey plaque with skulls and guns on it. Who wants it?

Old lady: I'll take it!

Auctioneer: Of course you would...

Old Raoul: Is there anything else?

Auctioneer: Well there's this music box we found in the cellars of the opera house with this creepy Aladdin monkey on top. It still plays this really old show-tune, that scares children. See?

(holds it out)

Auctioneer: It doesn't blink...

Old Raoul: I'll totally take it!

Old lady: I want it!

Auctioneer: Old people are so weird...

Old Raoul: (lunges at her with the speed of a sloth)

(Old people fight! Old Raoul wins)

Auctioneer: So much for such a creepy monkey box.

Old Raoul: A COLLECTORS PIECE INDEED!

Auctioneer: What the he-

Old Raoul: EVERY DETAIL EXACTLY AS SHE SAID.

Auctioneer: Seriously, why is he singing?

Old lady: Beats me.

Auctioneer: Indeed he did.

Everyone: ?

Old Raoul: SHE OFTEN SPOKE OF YOU, MY FRIEND!

Auctioneer: Has he gone senile, already?

Old Raoul: Can it, you old whippersnapper! I'm singing!

Old lady: I'm out. (leaves)

Director: (screams) GET BACK ON THE STAGE!

Audience child: Did you hear that?

Director:...

...

Old Raoul: YOUR VELVET LINING AND YOUR FIGURING OF LEAD! WILL YOU GO PLAY WHEN ALL THE REST OF US ARE DEAADDD!

Auctioneer: Yes. Yes it will. NOW SHUT UP, AND STOP SINGING!

Old Raoul: WHEN I ASK A QUESTION, I'M TALKING TO MIRANDA! NOT YOU!

Director: (in fetal position, crying) I should've stayed with "Jekyll & Hyde".

Guy standing next to Auctioneer, holding the musical box: Whose Miranda?

Old Raoul: She's been with me since the beginning, always there, standing beside me, and I'll love her forever.

Guy: Christine?

Old Raoul: (laughs) Nope. My hair. (touches what little of it is left)

Nun: Good, if it wasn't Christine, it would have to be a stalker.

Audience member #1: Is he ok?

Audience member #2: Probably drunk.

(Both shrug)

Auctioneer: (rubs his head in confusion) Whatever. Lot 666-

Random nun standing next to Raoul: Isn't that the number of the devil?

Phantom: I AM NOT THE DEVIL!

Old Raoul: That's a matter of opinion.

Nun: Aren't you part of a flash-back?

Phantom: Oh poop. (disappears)

Auctioneer: STOP INTERUPTING ME! (calms down) A chandelier in pieces. Man, who in their right mind would buy that piece of shattered shi-

Director: (scream-whispering) STICK TO THE SCRIPT!

Auctioneer: Okay. Many of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera. If you don't, then we're gonna tell you anywa-

Director: (snaps an Auctioneer doll head off)

Auctioneer: This is the same chandelier that featured in that famous disaster. Our workshops have pieced it back with lots of superglue, duct tape, and put in in with electric wires a- Oh whatever!

(leaves)

(Overture plays)

Auctioneer: HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT!

Director: JUST GET OFF THE STAGE!


I do not own Rock of Ages. Please R&R