Sin de Rella: The Story of How the Prince got Screwed Over
by Minako
Once again, this was for my Writer's Craft course last semester. I don't really like it all that much, but I hate writing scripts. However, other people have found it amusing, so I figured that I'd post it. The assignment was to write a parody of a fairy tale. This is my parody of the original Cinderella (as in the one written by the Grimm Brothers, not the nicey-nice Disney version)
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Scene ii
The same room, hours later, Sin de Rella is stalking about the room. She's dressed in an old nightgown.
Sin de Rella: How could she do such a thing to me!? She hid all of my nice clothes! How am I supposed to go to the ball now? She's such a horrible woman! There has to be some way I can make it to the ball!
She paces the length of the room, and then picks up a large book from the table beside the chair.
Sin de Rella: This is Mother's old book, I wonder if it can help me out at all.
She flips through the pages of the book, sitting down in the chair.
Sin de Rella: Let's see here, this sounds promising, "if ever you need revenge, simply speak the name Zorenge." I wonder what that means.
An elderly man enters through the door stage left
Man: It means just what it sounds like, girl.
Sin de Rella shrieks and jumps out of the chair, dropping the book on the floor
Sin de Rella: Who're you?
Man: I'm Zorenge, at your service, Sin de Rella.
Sin de Rella: What are you?
Zorenge: I am what most people around these parts would call a "demon." I am what you should call a savior. No let's get down to business.
Sin de Rella: What kind of business?
Zorenge: Do you actually want revenge or were you just reading out loud?
Sin de Rella: I was reading! I just want to go to the ball and seduce the Prince so I can get out of this rat hole that I'm stuck living in with my stupid stepmother and stepsister.
Zorenge shrugs
Zorenge: Meh, close enough. Bippity Boppity Boo. Nothing happens. Impressive, don't you think?
Sin de Rella: What?
Zorenge: My magic. I'll bet you didn't think I could do that.
Sin de Rella: Do what?
Zorenge: Look under the chair, you silly girl!
Sin de Rella looks under the chair and pulls out a beautiful gown and a pair of slippers.
Sin de Rella: With this I can go to the ball!
Zorenge: Yeah, whatever, but if anyone asks, you wnated revenge. I have a reputation to keep up.
Zorenge turns to leave, but stops in the doorway.
Zorenge: Oh, and you might not want to stay out past midnight. That's the witching hour, you know, and the witches get rather angry if I cut into their time.
Zorenge exits, and Sin de Rella marvels at the dress.
Sin de Rella: With this I'll become Queen for sure!
Lights out. End scene ii.
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That man has the dorkiest name in the universe, but I couldn't think of anything good that rhymed with revenge. Please review! Kind crits are ok, but flames make me cry.
by Minako
Once again, this was for my Writer's Craft course last semester. I don't really like it all that much, but I hate writing scripts. However, other people have found it amusing, so I figured that I'd post it. The assignment was to write a parody of a fairy tale. This is my parody of the original Cinderella (as in the one written by the Grimm Brothers, not the nicey-nice Disney version)
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Scene ii
The same room, hours later, Sin de Rella is stalking about the room. She's dressed in an old nightgown.
Sin de Rella: How could she do such a thing to me!? She hid all of my nice clothes! How am I supposed to go to the ball now? She's such a horrible woman! There has to be some way I can make it to the ball!
She paces the length of the room, and then picks up a large book from the table beside the chair.
Sin de Rella: This is Mother's old book, I wonder if it can help me out at all.
She flips through the pages of the book, sitting down in the chair.
Sin de Rella: Let's see here, this sounds promising, "if ever you need revenge, simply speak the name Zorenge." I wonder what that means.
An elderly man enters through the door stage left
Man: It means just what it sounds like, girl.
Sin de Rella shrieks and jumps out of the chair, dropping the book on the floor
Sin de Rella: Who're you?
Man: I'm Zorenge, at your service, Sin de Rella.
Sin de Rella: What are you?
Zorenge: I am what most people around these parts would call a "demon." I am what you should call a savior. No let's get down to business.
Sin de Rella: What kind of business?
Zorenge: Do you actually want revenge or were you just reading out loud?
Sin de Rella: I was reading! I just want to go to the ball and seduce the Prince so I can get out of this rat hole that I'm stuck living in with my stupid stepmother and stepsister.
Zorenge shrugs
Zorenge: Meh, close enough. Bippity Boppity Boo. Nothing happens. Impressive, don't you think?
Sin de Rella: What?
Zorenge: My magic. I'll bet you didn't think I could do that.
Sin de Rella: Do what?
Zorenge: Look under the chair, you silly girl!
Sin de Rella looks under the chair and pulls out a beautiful gown and a pair of slippers.
Sin de Rella: With this I can go to the ball!
Zorenge: Yeah, whatever, but if anyone asks, you wnated revenge. I have a reputation to keep up.
Zorenge turns to leave, but stops in the doorway.
Zorenge: Oh, and you might not want to stay out past midnight. That's the witching hour, you know, and the witches get rather angry if I cut into their time.
Zorenge exits, and Sin de Rella marvels at the dress.
Sin de Rella: With this I'll become Queen for sure!
Lights out. End scene ii.
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That man has the dorkiest name in the universe, but I couldn't think of anything good that rhymed with revenge. Please review! Kind crits are ok, but flames make me cry.
