Alright! 2 years later, and I'm back! Time flies when you're busy, but recently I've gotten re-obsessed with both MoA and MS (partially because now I've actually studied the Vietnam War! Yay!)
Anyway, I'm not sure if anyone will even remember this story, but here's another chapter in case you do. It's not one of the better ones, but the next chapter will be Kim's Nightmare, which should be fun. Basically I realized I'd almost finished this one a year ago and the end I just tried to wrap up quickly so I could post it now.
Thanks to everyone who leaves all of those lovely reviews! I'm glad my strange views and interpretations are amusing you!
5 HOURS LATER, STILL ON BREAK
Morgaine: Accolon, Tam, hand me more of that ice cream.
Gwen: Morgaine, if you keep eating that, you won't be able to fit into your dresses anymore! Gasp!
Morgaine: Just shut up and take your turn.
Gwen: Okay…truth.
Accolon: Have you ever had a threesome?
Gwen: Shit! How did you know about that?
Morgaine: evil grin while scooping ice cream
Tam: What's a threesome?
Gwen: Um…
Lance: It when three people at a restaurant order the same dish, so the waiter
brings them an extra large dish of it. It's illegal in California and Delaware.
Tam: Oh! walks away happily
Accolon: Smooth lie.
Morgaine: Nice details.
Director: Um…so, are you guys almost done with your 34th consecutive game of
Truth or Dare?
Morgaine: We've played 34 games of it? And that question didn't come up
before? How funny!
Viviane: Shouldn't Elaine and Arthur be back by now?
Director: Yeah…I was thinking the same thing.
Accolon: Well, neither of them is in this next scene, so we're cool anyway.
Director: Does that mean you want to keep working?
All: groan
Director: Come on! Let's get going! Lance and Morgaine on stage!
Morgaine: Okay…back to Kim being melodramatic. "I've done terrible things,
but we're safe and you're here, so perhaps all the gods have begun to forgive…"
Forgive what? The prostitution thing?
Director: dully Believe it or not, in some cultures, it's considered bad to kill
your cousin.
Morgaine: Oh right! I'd forgotten about that…ya know, 5 hour break and all…
Director: And who is to blame for that anyway!
Morgaine: Point taken.
Gwen: Do we actually have a club owner to say the next line?
Director: looks at script Viviane, you read it. And Mordred! Get on stage!
Mordred: grumbles, but does so
Viviane: Did the gentleman order champagne?
Mordred: She was about to get it.
Viviane: Better get back on the chain, or get out"
Morgaine: Monsieur John…look at this…come see love…come see Chris.
Lance: Wait, no, you're showing me Tam, and Chris is back at the hotel.
Morgaine: That is kinda confusing. turns to Director Explanation?
Director: Well, blinks actually, I have not idea. I think it's just her being really
sentimental again. Please just ignore the confusing writing.
Mordred: Look! Uncle Sam! Wait…I don't have an uncle named Sam. I have an uncle/father named Arthur, but that's about it. And he's not here to see me. Not like he loves me anyway. twitch
Morgaine: Mordred! Just shut up!
Mordred: SEE HOW NICE I AM! throws piece of lighting equipment, but this time the crew members have the foresight to move
Director: Okay…Mordred, just come sit in the audience for a while. Morgause? Calm him down, please. Lance and Morgaine can keep going.
Morgaine: Look, John. This is his son. Don't they have the same smile? Tam snores Um…Tam, you have to smile now. he smiles in sleep Wow, he's so obedient.
Director: And they told me never to work with children!
Morgaine: He's been waiting for his father for a long, long while. nice moment is interrupted by another snore
Lance: I'm not here as a friend.
Morgaine: Jerk.
Lance: ignores I have a job to do. It's strange to find my work should lead me here to you. Chris knows all about you, I have told him all this. But I think that it's time you know all about Chris.
Morgaine: Please, don't you see that's all I live for? I have him and nothing more? Wait, lady, what about this son that you love and adore?
Director: You already had the song of motherly devotion! Keep going!
Morgaine: Tonight everything that's not him disappears behind my door. Hmm…not even trying to figure out that line.
Lance: Please…oh, I get it. This song is called "Please".
Director: headbang
Lance: Please, he went crazy when he lost you. Spoke to no one for a year. Then he finally said, "I'm home now, my life has to go on from here." Kim, let me finish talking, please. That was three whole years ago…
Morgaine: Yes, yes I know. I know how pain can grow. When the rock you hold onto is a love miles away. Goddess, hasn't she figured it out yet? Chris is dumping her.
Director: Morgaine, he's married. He thought she was dead. It's not quite that simple to accept.
Morgaine: mutters something about weak willed women
Director: Um…it's really hard to play a character that you despise and all you do is make fun of them…
Morgaine: So?
Lance: Can we skip this? I mean, the only important thing is I tell her Chris is here, but I wimp out and don't tell her about Ellen.
Director: glances at Morgaine, who is still making fun of Kim Yeah. Let's go to…um…where the Engineer comes back in, because you both need to vent your rage.
Mordred: enters Where is he? What is that look? He was right on the hook…don't tell me he slipped free!
Morgaine: Engineer, Chris is here! John is going to get him and bring him to me! My heart's ready to burst…I don't know what I'll tell him first!
Mordred: Um…introduce him to your son? Admit that you're obsessed with him? Make nice to his wife?
Morgaine: Hmm…nah. Too logical.
Mordred: That guy is no one to trust…
Lance: offstage Gee, thanks.
Mordred: Excuse me; I was going to explain why! A soldier who's just learned he fathered a son! You've got to get to Chris first. I will find his address now before he can run.
Morgaine: But he can't run. You can't get from Vietnam to the US without a boat or helicopter thing.
Director: Continue!
Morgaine: You can trust what he'll do. Don't you worry, I'll mention you. affectionate cheek pinch
Mordred: grabs shoulders and shakes DON'T' SCREW WITH ME, LITTLE BITCH!
Morgaine: Wait…are you shorter than me? Oh goddess, you are! How hysterical is that! doubles over laughing
Mordred: It's not funny!
Morgaine: Yes it is!
other cast members begin to chuckle
Mordred: SHUT UP! throws sword and narrowly misses Director
Director: Morgause! A little help here?
Morgause: Mordred! Be silence or I'll exclude you from my takeover plot!
Mordred: automatically Ok.
Morgaine: skipping slightly Tell me where and I'll go. He is longing for me, I know. Blah blah…dead parents talk…blah blah…
Mordred: Talk to your ghosts, little girl, on the life that starts today 'til you're blue. We must journey to a new world. You have one chance, just one. He's here, talking to you. And-…wait a second, Morgause, you're entire takeover plot revolves around me!
Lance: Other thing! Is it just me, or was that "he's here, talking to you" kind of…romantic or something…?
Director: I'd analyze that and consider it, only there's too much incest in your family already, so no. read script Crap! We need Arthur for this!
With impeccable timing, the doors to the theatre open and a tidal wave carries the chorus, Arthur, and Elaine back in
Reporter: And now, we've discovered that somehow this theatre can be hit by a tidal wave even though it's miles away from the coast! Who knew? doors close
Director: That was terribly convenient. see Chorus And we have all of you back in time for the big number! Good job persuading them winks at Arthur and Elaine
Chorus: (um, en mass) They didn't persuade us…we were trying to drown the guy and everyone got swept away. We're still mad.
Director: Um…will you do the next scene for me anyway? Pretty pretty please?
There are some grumbles, but eventually the Chorus gets onstage
Chorus: The morning of the dragon truth lit up the street…the tiger we were stalking walked on paper feet!
Everyone else: looks at script, confused
Chorus: And in the clear white heat of dawn…was gone!
Director: Um…guys? We did that scene a long time ago. Um…yeah, we're in Act 2 now.
Chorus: Like, "What a Waste"?
Director: No, like "Kim's Nightmare".
Chorus: You got that far without us? pout
Director: No! Please don't get mad! I'll triple your salaries!
Chorus: Eh…ok!
My excuse for it being boring? This part of the play bores me. So there. It'll all be better soon, promise! Please read and review! And in the last 2 years, I still haven't warmed up to the idea of flames (no stupid pun intended), so please constructive criticism only!
Much love!
Saranha
