Just a little two shot in honor of Halloween, my favorite holiday, and
Edgar Allan Poe, one of my favorite authors. Not all the characters will be
highlited, as there isn't a great many roles to fill. I'm lazy, and not
going to do my traditional novel style writing, though, if this little one
is popular, I might consider changing it. ^^ Please enjoy!!
Disclaimer - I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters or related indica. I hate you stupid Marvel, I'd steal them from you in a second!!
~*~*~*~*~
The Raven, By Edgar Allan Poe
(Adapted To Stage By Dr. Hank McCoy)
~*~*~*~*~
The lights on the stage dimmed, making the small auditorium become very dark. Suddenly, a spotlight turn s on, to highlight a single person sitting in a old, victorian era padded arm chair, on the opposite side of the stage, with their back to the audience. Once the din from the crowd has hushed, the person turns around and clears their throat.
Scott stands up, wearing an older style housecoat. Looks over the audience, quietly, as the curtains open.
The stage is set to be the library of a large mansion, a fire crackling ominously against the far wall. Old books line the shelves, all having a thick layer of dust opon them. A small table sits in the center of the room, with a picture on it, Kitty's face upon it. An old armchair, similar to Scott's, sits in the center of the room, with a man seated in it. With his head bowed, hiding his identity, he is wearing a housecoat, and, oddly enough, pink bunny slippers.
Pietro: "Lance! You idiot! Couldn't you find anything classier?? Pink??"
Lance: "Shut up, no one else in this friggin' city seems to wear slippers, except Wolverine."
He clunks Pietor over the head with a rolled up newspaper.
Pietro: "WHAT...?!?! LOGAN-"
Pietro gets cut off as the play begins.
Scott: "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore."
Piotr lifts his head, looking out to the audience, and sighs. He removes a book from the table, the only other object upon it besides Kitty's picture. Before opening it, the audience catches a quick glance of the cover. Advanced Nuclear Physics.
Pietro: "You're telling me you couldn't get anything else other than that??"
Toad: "Trust me, that's some lore that I want to be forgotten, yo."
Suddenly Forge runs out grabs the book from Piotr, and quick dissapears again, hitting Toad over the head with the heavy book on his way out.
Forge: "Stay away from my stuff! steal something from Dr. McCoy next time!!"
Lance and Pietro sweatdrop.
Scott: "While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."
On cue, a loud knock issues from a door on the opposite side of the stage from Scott. It is angled enough for the audience to see it, yet they can't see behind it.
Piotr glanced up towards the door, and mutters, shaking his head like he is imagining things.
Piotr: "Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door. Only this, and nothing more."
Suddenly, a second spotlight illuminates, on the opposite side of the second one, right above Scott. Bobby is standing there, in a coat identical to Scotts, with the same armchair behind him.
Bobby: "Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor."
A vicous laugh sounds from up above the stage, on the catwalks, where Amara and Pyro can be seen. Pyro laughs gleefully as he and Amara send thousands of tiny sparks raining down upon the set.
Pyro: "burn, Burn, BURN!!! Aye, mates, now this's entertainment!!"
Amara rolls her eyes, and Scott continues to narrate as Bobby shoots out ice blasts to keep the stage from setting on fire.
Scott: "Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore."
Piotr gazes at the picture of Kitty while Pietro shivers from offstage.
Pietro: "That's disgusting! Toad does that surceasing stuff all the time. That green goo is nasty!"
Gambit comes up from behind the three, and hits them all over the head with his staff at the same time.
Gambit: "That's secreting, ya idiot. An' shut up, will ya? They is tryin' ta' create some 'rt."
Bobby: "For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore, nameless here for evermore."
Storm, from offstage, began summoning wind to make the curtains rustle.
Scott: "And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain..."
Storm, however, get a little too enthusiastic ends up knocking over a piece of the scenery, revealing Jean making out with.... Apocolypse..?
Jean looks up, towards the audience and Scott, then shrugs.
Jean: "He's gonna rule the world, Scott, that's more than you can say."
Scott stares, jaw dropped, until Roberto comes up and replaces the scenery to it's rightful place.
Scott: "Jean!! Jean, you sleazy bitch!!"
He pauses, and with no reply, except for a muffled giggle, he growls and marches off the stage, throwing down his housecoat.
Scott: "I quit!!"
There is a murmur throught the audience, until Evan emerges onto the stage. He picks up Scott's abandoned coat and puts it on, preparing to take his place.
Bobby: "Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating...."
Piotr: "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door."
Bobby: "This it is, and nothing more."
Evan: "Presently my heart grew stronger; hesitating then no longer..."
Piotr: "Sir,"
Bobby: "Said I."
Piotr rose from his chair, putting down the book, and started walking towards the door on the opposite side of the stage. He spoke his lines as he moved.
Piotr: "...or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you -"
With a bit of a shiver, Piotr reaches forward and grabs onto the door handle, flinging it open wide.
Evan: "Here I opened wide the door."
Bobby: "Darkness there and nothing more."
Suddenly, the lights on the entire auditorium go out, cloaking the audience in complete blackness. Only a moment ensues before the lights gradually begin to fade on again, leaving the stage as it was before the play started, curtains drawn.
Professor X: "Ladies and gentlemen, this signals our halfway intermission point! Please feel free to take a stretch, and grab a drink, before the play resumes in 10 minutes."
Sabertooth: "And don't any of you idiots be bringing food or drink back into the seating area."
Logan: "And so help me god, if I here any gossip about my slippers....."
Disclaimer - I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters or related indica. I hate you stupid Marvel, I'd steal them from you in a second!!
~*~*~*~*~
The Raven, By Edgar Allan Poe
(Adapted To Stage By Dr. Hank McCoy)
~*~*~*~*~
The lights on the stage dimmed, making the small auditorium become very dark. Suddenly, a spotlight turn s on, to highlight a single person sitting in a old, victorian era padded arm chair, on the opposite side of the stage, with their back to the audience. Once the din from the crowd has hushed, the person turns around and clears their throat.
Scott stands up, wearing an older style housecoat. Looks over the audience, quietly, as the curtains open.
The stage is set to be the library of a large mansion, a fire crackling ominously against the far wall. Old books line the shelves, all having a thick layer of dust opon them. A small table sits in the center of the room, with a picture on it, Kitty's face upon it. An old armchair, similar to Scott's, sits in the center of the room, with a man seated in it. With his head bowed, hiding his identity, he is wearing a housecoat, and, oddly enough, pink bunny slippers.
Pietro: "Lance! You idiot! Couldn't you find anything classier?? Pink??"
Lance: "Shut up, no one else in this friggin' city seems to wear slippers, except Wolverine."
He clunks Pietor over the head with a rolled up newspaper.
Pietro: "WHAT...?!?! LOGAN-"
Pietro gets cut off as the play begins.
Scott: "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore."
Piotr lifts his head, looking out to the audience, and sighs. He removes a book from the table, the only other object upon it besides Kitty's picture. Before opening it, the audience catches a quick glance of the cover. Advanced Nuclear Physics.
Pietro: "You're telling me you couldn't get anything else other than that??"
Toad: "Trust me, that's some lore that I want to be forgotten, yo."
Suddenly Forge runs out grabs the book from Piotr, and quick dissapears again, hitting Toad over the head with the heavy book on his way out.
Forge: "Stay away from my stuff! steal something from Dr. McCoy next time!!"
Lance and Pietro sweatdrop.
Scott: "While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."
On cue, a loud knock issues from a door on the opposite side of the stage from Scott. It is angled enough for the audience to see it, yet they can't see behind it.
Piotr glanced up towards the door, and mutters, shaking his head like he is imagining things.
Piotr: "Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door. Only this, and nothing more."
Suddenly, a second spotlight illuminates, on the opposite side of the second one, right above Scott. Bobby is standing there, in a coat identical to Scotts, with the same armchair behind him.
Bobby: "Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor."
A vicous laugh sounds from up above the stage, on the catwalks, where Amara and Pyro can be seen. Pyro laughs gleefully as he and Amara send thousands of tiny sparks raining down upon the set.
Pyro: "burn, Burn, BURN!!! Aye, mates, now this's entertainment!!"
Amara rolls her eyes, and Scott continues to narrate as Bobby shoots out ice blasts to keep the stage from setting on fire.
Scott: "Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore."
Piotr gazes at the picture of Kitty while Pietro shivers from offstage.
Pietro: "That's disgusting! Toad does that surceasing stuff all the time. That green goo is nasty!"
Gambit comes up from behind the three, and hits them all over the head with his staff at the same time.
Gambit: "That's secreting, ya idiot. An' shut up, will ya? They is tryin' ta' create some 'rt."
Bobby: "For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore, nameless here for evermore."
Storm, from offstage, began summoning wind to make the curtains rustle.
Scott: "And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain..."
Storm, however, get a little too enthusiastic ends up knocking over a piece of the scenery, revealing Jean making out with.... Apocolypse..?
Jean looks up, towards the audience and Scott, then shrugs.
Jean: "He's gonna rule the world, Scott, that's more than you can say."
Scott stares, jaw dropped, until Roberto comes up and replaces the scenery to it's rightful place.
Scott: "Jean!! Jean, you sleazy bitch!!"
He pauses, and with no reply, except for a muffled giggle, he growls and marches off the stage, throwing down his housecoat.
Scott: "I quit!!"
There is a murmur throught the audience, until Evan emerges onto the stage. He picks up Scott's abandoned coat and puts it on, preparing to take his place.
Bobby: "Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating...."
Piotr: "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door."
Bobby: "This it is, and nothing more."
Evan: "Presently my heart grew stronger; hesitating then no longer..."
Piotr: "Sir,"
Bobby: "Said I."
Piotr rose from his chair, putting down the book, and started walking towards the door on the opposite side of the stage. He spoke his lines as he moved.
Piotr: "...or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you -"
With a bit of a shiver, Piotr reaches forward and grabs onto the door handle, flinging it open wide.
Evan: "Here I opened wide the door."
Bobby: "Darkness there and nothing more."
Suddenly, the lights on the entire auditorium go out, cloaking the audience in complete blackness. Only a moment ensues before the lights gradually begin to fade on again, leaving the stage as it was before the play started, curtains drawn.
Professor X: "Ladies and gentlemen, this signals our halfway intermission point! Please feel free to take a stretch, and grab a drink, before the play resumes in 10 minutes."
Sabertooth: "And don't any of you idiots be bringing food or drink back into the seating area."
Logan: "And so help me god, if I here any gossip about my slippers....."