03-17-2010, 06:54 AM
Oddly enough, Gamer’s smile got wider the more he watched the play unfold right before his eyes. He more or less just wanted to see if the players could do it, and if they didn’t, he had resolved to kill them off one by one until they did something interesting. Of course, if they simply put for the effort, then the teenager knew that he would do everything in his power to make sure that they would not, in fact, leave dead. By the looks of it, they were putting forth the effort, and they were doing well, save for a few…rough spots.
It was an interesting choice to make by using the Wizard of Oz. What Gamer really had in mind was that they just make up a play on the spot—meaning no parodies—but the one unfolding in front of him was so good that he didn’t think much of it. In fact, he didn’t know which part of it he enjoyed more—the fact that Orion was a lion, or the fact that Belle was dressed up in a dog costume. Zhu cross-dressing was humorous, too, but the shock of it just wasn’t as prevalent as the others. In fact, it didn’t surprise the teenager at all. Him in a dress seemed oddly fitting.
“…what the hell was that all about, anyway?” Orion said under his breath, glancing around at the other actors.
“They were just acting, assholes,” Ander whispered back. “Now we’re just standing here like idiots.”
“Ruff!” Belle added before wincing and shaking his head free of his character. “I mean we should do something soon.”
“Yeah, but what?” Cain shot back.
“How the hell should I know!?”
Back stage, the director shook his head. He had stayed mostly out of the way, because he didn’t like to interrupted the magic as it unfolded, but judging by the blank expressions on the faces of his newest actors and the yawns stemming from the audience, he knew that he had to do something quickly before he lost his job. After all, it wasn’t going to be long for the negative reviews to start pouring in if these guys managed to mess everything up. Snapping his fingers, his nerdy assistant game rushing to his side. The director began speaking before his employee could even whip out his notebook. “Norton, how much time has passed since the play began?”
“About twenty minutes and seventy-two seconds, sir,” Norton responded.
“…so twenty one minutes and twelve seconds,” the director confirmed.
“If you want to get technical about it, sir, yes,” the assistant nodded.
“Right. Well, that means that we have about…” he looked at his wrist watch, “an hour and forty minutes left if we want to fill in the time slot.”
“And they’re almost at the end of the play,” Norton shook his head. “Say the order, sir.”
“Okay, well…there’s not much we can do about the time, but we need to end with a strong note. Bring in…” he hesitated, “the entertainer.”
“Someone think of something…” Ander grunted. He was saying that because, like everyone else, he didn’t know what else to do at that point. Somewhat to his relief, a noise sounded off stage that garnered the attention away from their cluelessness and towards the source.
“Ow!” a man sounded as he slid onto the stage, wearing a sparkly silver outfit with one studded glove. His long black hair flowed past his eyes as he danced and gyrated his way further onto the stage, taking the time to grab himself in between. The crowd, to their great surprise, began cheering and whistling. Whoever this guy was, he had the crowd eating out of his hand for seemingly no good reason.
“Jesus Christ,” Orion nearly broke his nose as he brought his palm to his face.
“This is wrong on so many levels,” Belle spoke, backing away from the man slowly, nearing an explosion with every shake of the man’s hips. At the end of the entertainer’s performance, he lifted his arms up and proclaimed, “Wizard of Oz!”
The audience burst into loud applause as the curtains closed, forcing the actors backwards to avoid getting crushed by the heavy velvet. Upon the completion of the play, Gamer began clapping into the microphone. “Excellent! Bravo! Encore! Well…not really, I’d rather not see that again, but…you know. Splendid performance. Now here’s your glowing review.”
With that, the portals for each respective contestant opened beside them. As they began to walk through them, Keith cleared his throat. “Oh, except for you, Zhu. You didn’t quite make the cut. Sorry.”
He pressed a button, and suddenly the portal turned red. Unfortunately, Zhu had already began walking through the portal. On the other side, all he was met with was the prison.
It was an interesting choice to make by using the Wizard of Oz. What Gamer really had in mind was that they just make up a play on the spot—meaning no parodies—but the one unfolding in front of him was so good that he didn’t think much of it. In fact, he didn’t know which part of it he enjoyed more—the fact that Orion was a lion, or the fact that Belle was dressed up in a dog costume. Zhu cross-dressing was humorous, too, but the shock of it just wasn’t as prevalent as the others. In fact, it didn’t surprise the teenager at all. Him in a dress seemed oddly fitting.
“…what the hell was that all about, anyway?” Orion said under his breath, glancing around at the other actors.
“They were just acting, assholes,” Ander whispered back. “Now we’re just standing here like idiots.”
“Ruff!” Belle added before wincing and shaking his head free of his character. “I mean we should do something soon.”
“Yeah, but what?” Cain shot back.
“How the hell should I know!?”
Back stage, the director shook his head. He had stayed mostly out of the way, because he didn’t like to interrupted the magic as it unfolded, but judging by the blank expressions on the faces of his newest actors and the yawns stemming from the audience, he knew that he had to do something quickly before he lost his job. After all, it wasn’t going to be long for the negative reviews to start pouring in if these guys managed to mess everything up. Snapping his fingers, his nerdy assistant game rushing to his side. The director began speaking before his employee could even whip out his notebook. “Norton, how much time has passed since the play began?”
“About twenty minutes and seventy-two seconds, sir,” Norton responded.
“…so twenty one minutes and twelve seconds,” the director confirmed.
“If you want to get technical about it, sir, yes,” the assistant nodded.
“Right. Well, that means that we have about…” he looked at his wrist watch, “an hour and forty minutes left if we want to fill in the time slot.”
“And they’re almost at the end of the play,” Norton shook his head. “Say the order, sir.”
“Okay, well…there’s not much we can do about the time, but we need to end with a strong note. Bring in…” he hesitated, “the entertainer.”
“Someone think of something…” Ander grunted. He was saying that because, like everyone else, he didn’t know what else to do at that point. Somewhat to his relief, a noise sounded off stage that garnered the attention away from their cluelessness and towards the source.
“Ow!” a man sounded as he slid onto the stage, wearing a sparkly silver outfit with one studded glove. His long black hair flowed past his eyes as he danced and gyrated his way further onto the stage, taking the time to grab himself in between. The crowd, to their great surprise, began cheering and whistling. Whoever this guy was, he had the crowd eating out of his hand for seemingly no good reason.
“Jesus Christ,” Orion nearly broke his nose as he brought his palm to his face.
“This is wrong on so many levels,” Belle spoke, backing away from the man slowly, nearing an explosion with every shake of the man’s hips. At the end of the entertainer’s performance, he lifted his arms up and proclaimed, “Wizard of Oz!”
The audience burst into loud applause as the curtains closed, forcing the actors backwards to avoid getting crushed by the heavy velvet. Upon the completion of the play, Gamer began clapping into the microphone. “Excellent! Bravo! Encore! Well…not really, I’d rather not see that again, but…you know. Splendid performance. Now here’s your glowing review.”
With that, the portals for each respective contestant opened beside them. As they began to walk through them, Keith cleared his throat. “Oh, except for you, Zhu. You didn’t quite make the cut. Sorry.”
He pressed a button, and suddenly the portal turned red. Unfortunately, Zhu had already began walking through the portal. On the other side, all he was met with was the prison.
Quote:1st: Ander
2nd: Belle
3rd: Orion
4th: Cain
Mr. Zhu has been relocated to the prison, where he may begin roleplaying whenever he is ready.