Romeo and Juliet
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NoV: Guess what!
Xelloss: Chicken butt.
NoV: No. -.- I drew my very OWN fanart for this ficcie!!
Xelloss: And it looks like crap.
NoV: ;_; Can I help it if I'm not as good as Kimi-san??
Xelloss: If Kimi-san were here, I'd make fun of hers. Does THAT make you happy?
NoV: (sniffle) No.
Xelloss: (Claps his hands) Oh-kay, everybody on the set! Now!
Sylphiel: Gourry-dear, I'm on. I have to do the Chorus. See you soon!
Gourry: Um..oh-kay!
Sylphiel: (walks out on stage) Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie, and you affection gapes to be his heir; that fair which love groan'd for and would die, with tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is belov'd and loves again, alike bewitched by the charm of looks, but to his foe, he may not have access to breathe such vows as lovers us'd to swear; and she as much in love, her means much less to meet her new-beloved any where: but passion lends them power, time means, to meet, tempering extremity with extreme sweet. (bows) Thank-you! (goes back-stage)
NoV: Romeo. Go out there.
Xelloss: Goodbye, little people! I come back a star! (goes on-stage) Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.
(back-stage)
NoV: (Feeling better) Benvolio, Mercutio?
Phibby: Yay! (skips on-stage)
NoV: (smiles after him) Benvolio? Benvolio!! Gourry!!
Gourry: Huh?
NoV: Gourry. You're Benvolio.
Gourry: No, just hungry.
NoV: -.-0 Stage.
Gourry: Pie!
NoV: Get out there, you dimwit!!
Gourry: (sadly) Oh-kay.. (trods on-stage) Hi Romeo.
Phibby: He is wise; and, on my life, hath strol'n him home to bed.
Gourry: He ran away.
Phibby: Nay! I'll conjure too. Romeo! Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover! Baby. That in thy likeness thou appear to us.
Gourry: He's mad.
Phibby: He's happy!
(back-stage)
NoV: They're DOING it again.
Amelia: Ew..
Lina: Amelia!!!
Amelia: Gomen nasai..
NoV: Bishounen, get my pina colada mix.
Bishounen: Oh-kay!
(on-stage)
Gourry: He's hiding.
Phibby: No, he's not!
Gourry: Let's go home.
(both exit the stage)
NoV: (blinks in the process of getting her drink) That was..quick?
Martina: The balcony scene comes next!! It's romantic..
Lina: Bleck.
NoV: Join us next time!
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NoV: Guess what!
Xelloss: Chicken butt.
NoV: No. -.- I drew my very OWN fanart for this ficcie!!
Xelloss: And it looks like crap.
NoV: ;_; Can I help it if I'm not as good as Kimi-san??
Xelloss: If Kimi-san were here, I'd make fun of hers. Does THAT make you happy?
NoV: (sniffle) No.
Xelloss: (Claps his hands) Oh-kay, everybody on the set! Now!
Sylphiel: Gourry-dear, I'm on. I have to do the Chorus. See you soon!
Gourry: Um..oh-kay!
Sylphiel: (walks out on stage) Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie, and you affection gapes to be his heir; that fair which love groan'd for and would die, with tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is belov'd and loves again, alike bewitched by the charm of looks, but to his foe, he may not have access to breathe such vows as lovers us'd to swear; and she as much in love, her means much less to meet her new-beloved any where: but passion lends them power, time means, to meet, tempering extremity with extreme sweet. (bows) Thank-you! (goes back-stage)
NoV: Romeo. Go out there.
Xelloss: Goodbye, little people! I come back a star! (goes on-stage) Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.
(back-stage)
NoV: (Feeling better) Benvolio, Mercutio?
Phibby: Yay! (skips on-stage)
NoV: (smiles after him) Benvolio? Benvolio!! Gourry!!
Gourry: Huh?
NoV: Gourry. You're Benvolio.
Gourry: No, just hungry.
NoV: -.-0 Stage.
Gourry: Pie!
NoV: Get out there, you dimwit!!
Gourry: (sadly) Oh-kay.. (trods on-stage) Hi Romeo.
Phibby: He is wise; and, on my life, hath strol'n him home to bed.
Gourry: He ran away.
Phibby: Nay! I'll conjure too. Romeo! Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover! Baby. That in thy likeness thou appear to us.
Gourry: He's mad.
Phibby: He's happy!
(back-stage)
NoV: They're DOING it again.
Amelia: Ew..
Lina: Amelia!!!
Amelia: Gomen nasai..
NoV: Bishounen, get my pina colada mix.
Bishounen: Oh-kay!
(on-stage)
Gourry: He's hiding.
Phibby: No, he's not!
Gourry: Let's go home.
(both exit the stage)
NoV: (blinks in the process of getting her drink) That was..quick?
Martina: The balcony scene comes next!! It's romantic..
Lina: Bleck.
NoV: Join us next time!