Okay, I'm sorry to say that I'm not quite as proud of this chapter as I
have been of the others, mainly because we stuck at a part of the show that
I'm not particularly enthused about. But I really like the "Kim's
Nightmare" track, so things might get better soon.
Eridala: Yeah. I've noticed that to avoid even more confusion, I seem to be following the movie more (well, I mean, by cutting out a lot of major characters ^blush^). Thank you for reviewing!
Leraiv Potter: Cool! Someone else who knows both! ^randomly high fives^ Thanks for reading!
Lena: ^smiles broadly^ Thank you so much!
PhantomAngel22: Wow! Now I have people reading who only know MS (previously, you'll notice, most just know Avalon). Glad to know MS fans like it too! Thank you!
Thanks to all of my readers/reviewers (especially the reviewers!), regardless of whether or not they've kept up with the story!
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Director: Okay, the next song is "What a Waste". Mordred: get up there and go.
Mordred: Check it out!
^waits for the next line^
Director: Oh right...Arthur and Elaine haven't gotten the chorus back yet. ^thoughtful^ I wonder where they are...
%%%%%% BARBADOS %%%%%%
Arthur: Come on! I'm sure you guys don't really want to kill us!
Elaine: I think they might. I mean, tying us to a burning pillar and stuff.
^they look day and the burning hay they're standing on^
Arthur: Um...you'll get a raise!
Chorus: He lies!
Arthur: No, really! The director really wants you back.
Chorus: ^glare^
Arthur: We all really miss you.
Chorus: ^lowers pitchforks^ Oh.
Elaine: Ah...dress...burning...
Arthur: How dare you allow a fair lady to burn!
Chorus: ^unties Elaine^
Arthur: Um...kings shouldn't burn either!
Chorus: We're a democracy!
Arthur: Oh. Shit.
Chorus: ^unties Arthur^ We'll just drown you instead.
Arthur: ^gulp^
Elaine: Wait! Can't some of you come back and be in the show?
Chorus: ^completely ignores her^
Elaine: ^sigh^
%%%%%% BACK IN THE THEATER %%%%%%
Director: Oh well. I'm sure they're fine. Other people: say the doormen lines for now.
Lancelot: Girls...I've got girls. Gorgeous girls! Very nice.
Gwenhwyfar: Lancelot! You are participating in the vulgarity!
Accolon: Hey wow...oh look! We've got to see this!
Lancelot: Girls. I've got girls. Gorgeous girls. Very nice.
Accolon: I'm glad my wife's not here to see this.
Gwenhwyfar: I thought I was your wife?
Director: Lance and Accolon are just filling in because we don't have a chorus. They aren't actually being their characters right now. But Mordred is. Go!
Mordred: What a waste! To pay for my keep, I'm rounding up sheep to fleece here in Bangkok. I'm disgraced! I can't get ahead...there's nothing as dead and peace here in Bangkok. 10 cents an hour! That's all they pay! ^plotting^ I'll have to swim to the USA...If you're looking for fun - original sin! - if you want to put out, then you've got to come in!
Gwenhwyfar: Is that the worst of it? ^flinch^
Mordred: ^grinning, finding a spot to annoy her with^ Gee, isn't Bangkok really neat? The things they're selling on the street! Fresh dog, if that's what you'd enjoy. A girl, or if you want, a boy!
Gwen: Dog?!? ^runs away, turning green^
Director: Mordred...
Gwen: ^returns, pale^ Just go on.
Mordred: Hey boys, don't stand around like wimps! Watch out, those guys, they're really pimps. You want some thrills, come on and grab it! Three girls, two gerbils, and a rabbit!
Gwen: Dear God! ^runs off again^
Director: Can we just skip the rest of the selling scene? Go to where John enters.
Lancelot: ^goes onstage near Mordred^
Mordred: You want a girl, sir? You like one of these?
Lancelot: You have a Kim here. Can I see her please?
Morgaine: I'm just so popular.
Mordred: You pick them well. ^Morgaine beams^ Monsieur John, is that you?
Lancelot: The Engineer? Jesus Christ, you're here too?!?
Mordred: ^clinging to his arm^ Of all my friends, you're the one that I miss...
Lancelot: I'm looking for Kim.
Mordred: I love you so, you and your buddy, Chris!
Lancelot: ^shoves away^ I'm here about him. Kim has a child born in...um...?
Mordred: '75. I fill that out, and it's you who arrives! You'll find the end of your quest here in our little dive! ^gestures to big Moulin Rouge set^
^set falls over^
Lancelot: ^raises eyebrow, unimpressed^
Mordred: I'm impressed...American clerks: a system that works! There's really no other.
Lancelot: Listen: spare me the gas. Is there really a child?
Mordred: Yes. We are blessed! And Kim's on a trip for citizenship, and I am her brother. ^beams^
Lancelot: Your brother, my ass! Listen, take me inside!
Director: I hate to stop you, but the line is actually, "You're her brother, my ass".
Lancelot: Yes, but on the CD we've been taking turns listening to, it sounds like he says, "your brother".
Director: Yes, but A) that's not what's in the script and B) that makes no sense!
Lancelot: Fine. ^nose in air^
Mordred: Look, Kim, who got our application! I said I'd bring us all salvation!
Morgaine: Oh my god, Monsieur John! Yes, of course he'd send you...lazy good for nothing...couldn't even come himself...^twitch^
Lancelot: ^ignoring^ Not in here. Is there someplace near we could talk?
Morgaine: ^to invisible customer^ Take your hands off! We're finished...go find someone else! ^still batting invisible hands^ OMG! He's not letting go! Rape!
Mordred: ^slaps Morgaine^
Morgaine: Oh. Never mind. It's all good now.
Lancelot: Come with me; there's a lot I've got to say first.
Morgaine: Chris is here! Say he's here! O my god, it's all true! ^melts^
Mordred: I suggest, whatever it be, you leave it to me. Just play little mother.
Lancelot: What I need to find out, she can tell me alone.
Mordred: Oh...I've gotcha. ^winks^
Lancelot: Um...eh?
Mordred: You two want some alone time...that's cool with me!
Lance: No, man. It's just a line.
Morgaine: ^mutters unhappily^ You used to like me. You thought I was pretty.
Lance: Yeah. Then I discovered that you look like my mom. ^shivers^
Morgaine: ^slaps^
Director: You guys are taking this all too personally! It's called acting! And besides, John's not hitting on Kim to begin with!
Mordred: Ah ha! I knew you made up those lines! They weren't in the script!
Lance: Yes they are. ^looks at Mordred's script^ My father was a tattoo artist in Haiphong? We're not there yet!
Morgaine: Oh god! First he was a GI, then a marine, and now a tattoo artist?!?
Director: No, that line refers to the Engineer's father, not Chris!
Morgaine: Since when is the Engineer's background relevant to the story?
Mordred: I have feelings too, you know!
Director: Continue, dammit!
Morgaine: Can you take me to Chris? I can leave here right now! We've been here for so long...took this job to survive. One month at sea, I was sure we'd drown! But I thought about Chris, and we didn't go down. ^pause^ Kim's very sentimental, isn't she?
Director: That's one way to put it. See, the misunderstanding between Kim and Chris about their relationship mirrors the misunderstanding between the two cultures expressed in the show, which means that a statement about the war is probably being made.
Morgaine: ^nods^ That's really cool, actually. I suppose it would mean more if any of us had directly experienced the war.
Director: Yes, but people in the audience will have.
Accolon: We're gonna have an audience?
Director: Yeah...did you think we'd just stumble through this thing and you guys would go home?
Mordred: We're going to have to do it all over again?!? ^draws sword in annoyance^
Morgause: ^from the booth^ Mordred, remain disciplined!
Mordred: ^putting sword away^ Yes, Mother.
Director: Oh yeah...I'd forgotten you were up there.
Morgause: Are we continuing? And is there anything for me to do?
Director: Actually, yes. There's a rather large number coming up. I just hope Arthur and the chorus come back...it's his only song for the rest of the show.
Lance: Can we skip the next couple scenes?
Director: Look, is there something here you don't understand?!? We are going to perform this show in front of a paying audience! The whole show, not just whichever bits and pieces you like best! So deal with it!
Lance: ^frowns^ But the chorus hasn't practiced anything!
Director: But the chorus is a group of professionals that I hired just for this! Not random, useless, idiotic, juvenile strangers I picked up like you!
^long pause^
Accolon: That was really hurtful, you know.
Morgaine: Yeah! We're not random!
Lance: He obviously doesn't appreciate us. Let's get out of here!
Director: ^conciliatory^ Hey, guys! Why don't you just hang out and take a break for however long you like, and then - only when you feel like it! - we can keep working on whichever scenes you want!
Mordred: Too late, man. We're leaving.
Gwen: I'm afraid we can't leave. Remember, there's that woman outside who's trying to sue Morgaine over Tam. And there's the police investigating the deaths of tech crew members...
Mordred: Oh right...heh heh...
Tam: So...we're just going to take the break?
Morgaine: Works for me.
Director: Okay! Break time!
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Yeah, kinda dull. But it will hopefully get better! Please review, and once more, constructive criticism = okay. Flames = you paying my bills in emotional therapy.
Happy New Year! ~Saranha
Eridala: Yeah. I've noticed that to avoid even more confusion, I seem to be following the movie more (well, I mean, by cutting out a lot of major characters ^blush^). Thank you for reviewing!
Leraiv Potter: Cool! Someone else who knows both! ^randomly high fives^ Thanks for reading!
Lena: ^smiles broadly^ Thank you so much!
PhantomAngel22: Wow! Now I have people reading who only know MS (previously, you'll notice, most just know Avalon). Glad to know MS fans like it too! Thank you!
Thanks to all of my readers/reviewers (especially the reviewers!), regardless of whether or not they've kept up with the story!
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Director: Okay, the next song is "What a Waste". Mordred: get up there and go.
Mordred: Check it out!
^waits for the next line^
Director: Oh right...Arthur and Elaine haven't gotten the chorus back yet. ^thoughtful^ I wonder where they are...
%%%%%% BARBADOS %%%%%%
Arthur: Come on! I'm sure you guys don't really want to kill us!
Elaine: I think they might. I mean, tying us to a burning pillar and stuff.
^they look day and the burning hay they're standing on^
Arthur: Um...you'll get a raise!
Chorus: He lies!
Arthur: No, really! The director really wants you back.
Chorus: ^glare^
Arthur: We all really miss you.
Chorus: ^lowers pitchforks^ Oh.
Elaine: Ah...dress...burning...
Arthur: How dare you allow a fair lady to burn!
Chorus: ^unties Elaine^
Arthur: Um...kings shouldn't burn either!
Chorus: We're a democracy!
Arthur: Oh. Shit.
Chorus: ^unties Arthur^ We'll just drown you instead.
Arthur: ^gulp^
Elaine: Wait! Can't some of you come back and be in the show?
Chorus: ^completely ignores her^
Elaine: ^sigh^
%%%%%% BACK IN THE THEATER %%%%%%
Director: Oh well. I'm sure they're fine. Other people: say the doormen lines for now.
Lancelot: Girls...I've got girls. Gorgeous girls! Very nice.
Gwenhwyfar: Lancelot! You are participating in the vulgarity!
Accolon: Hey wow...oh look! We've got to see this!
Lancelot: Girls. I've got girls. Gorgeous girls. Very nice.
Accolon: I'm glad my wife's not here to see this.
Gwenhwyfar: I thought I was your wife?
Director: Lance and Accolon are just filling in because we don't have a chorus. They aren't actually being their characters right now. But Mordred is. Go!
Mordred: What a waste! To pay for my keep, I'm rounding up sheep to fleece here in Bangkok. I'm disgraced! I can't get ahead...there's nothing as dead and peace here in Bangkok. 10 cents an hour! That's all they pay! ^plotting^ I'll have to swim to the USA...If you're looking for fun - original sin! - if you want to put out, then you've got to come in!
Gwenhwyfar: Is that the worst of it? ^flinch^
Mordred: ^grinning, finding a spot to annoy her with^ Gee, isn't Bangkok really neat? The things they're selling on the street! Fresh dog, if that's what you'd enjoy. A girl, or if you want, a boy!
Gwen: Dog?!? ^runs away, turning green^
Director: Mordred...
Gwen: ^returns, pale^ Just go on.
Mordred: Hey boys, don't stand around like wimps! Watch out, those guys, they're really pimps. You want some thrills, come on and grab it! Three girls, two gerbils, and a rabbit!
Gwen: Dear God! ^runs off again^
Director: Can we just skip the rest of the selling scene? Go to where John enters.
Lancelot: ^goes onstage near Mordred^
Mordred: You want a girl, sir? You like one of these?
Lancelot: You have a Kim here. Can I see her please?
Morgaine: I'm just so popular.
Mordred: You pick them well. ^Morgaine beams^ Monsieur John, is that you?
Lancelot: The Engineer? Jesus Christ, you're here too?!?
Mordred: ^clinging to his arm^ Of all my friends, you're the one that I miss...
Lancelot: I'm looking for Kim.
Mordred: I love you so, you and your buddy, Chris!
Lancelot: ^shoves away^ I'm here about him. Kim has a child born in...um...?
Mordred: '75. I fill that out, and it's you who arrives! You'll find the end of your quest here in our little dive! ^gestures to big Moulin Rouge set^
^set falls over^
Lancelot: ^raises eyebrow, unimpressed^
Mordred: I'm impressed...American clerks: a system that works! There's really no other.
Lancelot: Listen: spare me the gas. Is there really a child?
Mordred: Yes. We are blessed! And Kim's on a trip for citizenship, and I am her brother. ^beams^
Lancelot: Your brother, my ass! Listen, take me inside!
Director: I hate to stop you, but the line is actually, "You're her brother, my ass".
Lancelot: Yes, but on the CD we've been taking turns listening to, it sounds like he says, "your brother".
Director: Yes, but A) that's not what's in the script and B) that makes no sense!
Lancelot: Fine. ^nose in air^
Mordred: Look, Kim, who got our application! I said I'd bring us all salvation!
Morgaine: Oh my god, Monsieur John! Yes, of course he'd send you...lazy good for nothing...couldn't even come himself...^twitch^
Lancelot: ^ignoring^ Not in here. Is there someplace near we could talk?
Morgaine: ^to invisible customer^ Take your hands off! We're finished...go find someone else! ^still batting invisible hands^ OMG! He's not letting go! Rape!
Mordred: ^slaps Morgaine^
Morgaine: Oh. Never mind. It's all good now.
Lancelot: Come with me; there's a lot I've got to say first.
Morgaine: Chris is here! Say he's here! O my god, it's all true! ^melts^
Mordred: I suggest, whatever it be, you leave it to me. Just play little mother.
Lancelot: What I need to find out, she can tell me alone.
Mordred: Oh...I've gotcha. ^winks^
Lancelot: Um...eh?
Mordred: You two want some alone time...that's cool with me!
Lance: No, man. It's just a line.
Morgaine: ^mutters unhappily^ You used to like me. You thought I was pretty.
Lance: Yeah. Then I discovered that you look like my mom. ^shivers^
Morgaine: ^slaps^
Director: You guys are taking this all too personally! It's called acting! And besides, John's not hitting on Kim to begin with!
Mordred: Ah ha! I knew you made up those lines! They weren't in the script!
Lance: Yes they are. ^looks at Mordred's script^ My father was a tattoo artist in Haiphong? We're not there yet!
Morgaine: Oh god! First he was a GI, then a marine, and now a tattoo artist?!?
Director: No, that line refers to the Engineer's father, not Chris!
Morgaine: Since when is the Engineer's background relevant to the story?
Mordred: I have feelings too, you know!
Director: Continue, dammit!
Morgaine: Can you take me to Chris? I can leave here right now! We've been here for so long...took this job to survive. One month at sea, I was sure we'd drown! But I thought about Chris, and we didn't go down. ^pause^ Kim's very sentimental, isn't she?
Director: That's one way to put it. See, the misunderstanding between Kim and Chris about their relationship mirrors the misunderstanding between the two cultures expressed in the show, which means that a statement about the war is probably being made.
Morgaine: ^nods^ That's really cool, actually. I suppose it would mean more if any of us had directly experienced the war.
Director: Yes, but people in the audience will have.
Accolon: We're gonna have an audience?
Director: Yeah...did you think we'd just stumble through this thing and you guys would go home?
Mordred: We're going to have to do it all over again?!? ^draws sword in annoyance^
Morgause: ^from the booth^ Mordred, remain disciplined!
Mordred: ^putting sword away^ Yes, Mother.
Director: Oh yeah...I'd forgotten you were up there.
Morgause: Are we continuing? And is there anything for me to do?
Director: Actually, yes. There's a rather large number coming up. I just hope Arthur and the chorus come back...it's his only song for the rest of the show.
Lance: Can we skip the next couple scenes?
Director: Look, is there something here you don't understand?!? We are going to perform this show in front of a paying audience! The whole show, not just whichever bits and pieces you like best! So deal with it!
Lance: ^frowns^ But the chorus hasn't practiced anything!
Director: But the chorus is a group of professionals that I hired just for this! Not random, useless, idiotic, juvenile strangers I picked up like you!
^long pause^
Accolon: That was really hurtful, you know.
Morgaine: Yeah! We're not random!
Lance: He obviously doesn't appreciate us. Let's get out of here!
Director: ^conciliatory^ Hey, guys! Why don't you just hang out and take a break for however long you like, and then - only when you feel like it! - we can keep working on whichever scenes you want!
Mordred: Too late, man. We're leaving.
Gwen: I'm afraid we can't leave. Remember, there's that woman outside who's trying to sue Morgaine over Tam. And there's the police investigating the deaths of tech crew members...
Mordred: Oh right...heh heh...
Tam: So...we're just going to take the break?
Morgaine: Works for me.
Director: Okay! Break time!
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Yeah, kinda dull. But it will hopefully get better! Please review, and once more, constructive criticism = okay. Flames = you paying my bills in emotional therapy.
Happy New Year! ~Saranha
