22 Jun 2018, 18:08
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Una Dichmann
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The next girl to audition seemed quite a bit less confident than the first. Annabelle watched curiously as the blonde introduced herself. She had a distinctively German accent, and fidgeted as she spoke. Annabelle smiled. "Nice to meet you, Una! Show me what you've got." The girl seemed about to begin for a moment, but ended up remaining silent. Ana wondered for a moment if she was alright. She was about to offer her a drink of water and let her sit down until she was ready to begin, but the German girl recovered and launched into her monologue.
Una's acting skills were extraordinary. She stared intently at Annabelle, as though she were really lecturing her, but never broke character. The president found herself pulled into the scene. She even felt a bit guilty, as though she really had been a braggart this entire time. After a few more flawlessly-delivered lines, Una chocked again. This time she concluded her piece, her face glowing crimson shade. Annabelle clapped and ginned at the blushing student. "Why so nervous! You were amazing! Honestly, you pulled me right in to the story. But you seriously need to relax. I know stage fright is awful. Try taking all of that extra nervous energy and channelling it into a different emotion. In that script, probably annoyance." She laughed. "You're definitely in the club, Una. Well done!"
Una's acting skills were extraordinary. She stared intently at Annabelle, as though she were really lecturing her, but never broke character. The president found herself pulled into the scene. She even felt a bit guilty, as though she really had been a braggart this entire time. After a few more flawlessly-delivered lines, Una chocked again. This time she concluded her piece, her face glowing crimson shade. Annabelle clapped and ginned at the blushing student. "Why so nervous! You were amazing! Honestly, you pulled me right in to the story. But you seriously need to relax. I know stage fright is awful. Try taking all of that extra nervous energy and channelling it into a different emotion. In that script, probably annoyance." She laughed. "You're definitely in the club, Una. Well done!"
Emma Hill
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Annabelle's eyes lit up when the next potential club member walked into the room. "Well, if it isn't the prankster!" She flashed her acquaintance a joking grin. She looked stunning in the red dress, though she seemed a bit uncomfortable with it. She introduced herself by her full name. To be honest, Annabelle was actually a bit relieved to see someone that she knew. Though she had known Emma's first name from their last encounter, she had not had any idea that this would be the same Emma on her roster. It was nice to see someone she recognized.
Though as the stunning young Ravenclaw began her audition, Annabelle did not recognize her at all. The girl instantly took on a completely different personality. She was passionate and frustrated,her expression telling of some unknown betrayal. Annabelle had never heard this script before and therefore had no context. Yet she could not help but feel for Emma's character. The actress even managed to produce real tears. "That was great!" the president exclaimed as Emma's speech reached its conclusion. "You must have practiced that a lot! Did you write it yourself?" Annabelle paused for a moment, allowing Emma the time to wipe the tears from her eyes. "That was so passionate! So emotional! And I loved that storm off at the end. You're definitely in the club. The writing was excellent as well." Annabelle paused, seaching her brain for any advice she could give. "Maybe you could have her speak a bit slower and build up over the course of the scene? Perhaps start out a pit shaky and become more confident and enraged as she lets her feeling out? Anyway, I absolutely loved it!"
Though as the stunning young Ravenclaw began her audition, Annabelle did not recognize her at all. The girl instantly took on a completely different personality. She was passionate and frustrated,her expression telling of some unknown betrayal. Annabelle had never heard this script before and therefore had no context. Yet she could not help but feel for Emma's character. The actress even managed to produce real tears. "That was great!" the president exclaimed as Emma's speech reached its conclusion. "You must have practiced that a lot! Did you write it yourself?" Annabelle paused for a moment, allowing Emma the time to wipe the tears from her eyes. "That was so passionate! So emotional! And I loved that storm off at the end. You're definitely in the club. The writing was excellent as well." Annabelle paused, seaching her brain for any advice she could give. "Maybe you could have her speak a bit slower and build up over the course of the scene? Perhaps start out a pit shaky and become more confident and enraged as she lets her feeling out? Anyway, I absolutely loved it!"
Mia Alexander
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The next girl to walk in looked extremely professional. She wore what almost looked like a Muggle school uniform, and stared at Annabelle with the kind of confidence that came from years of training. This ought to be great! The president's enthusiasm only grew as the auditioner's tap shoes click-clacked against the stage floor. She hadn't seen a dancing act yet today. The girl introduced herself very politely, and to Annabelle's delight, told her that she would be singing a song from one of her favorite musicals. "Oh, I love Thouroughly Modern Millie!" The song she had chosen was for a male role, but Annabelle was optimistic that this girl could pull it off.
She was not disappointed. Mia sang beautifully in a tenor-range voice. Actually, it was a breath of fresh air to hear a lower voice, since she had been quite worried about the lack of testosterone in the club. laze had a good voice, but there was bound to be more than one male role in most of the productions they did. When Mia started to tap dance, Anna let out an audible cheer. This was fantastic. It was obvious that the Slytherin was very well prepared for her audition. As the girl sat down and started panting, Anna stood and began to applaud. "That was... that was awesome! I love that song, and you did it so well!" Her jaw dropped open when Mia told her of her other talents. "That's amazing! I wish I was that talented..." Then she had an idea. "Hey, this might be a bit weird, but we're going to need a Music Director. Would you like to be on the staff with me?"
(Sorry I couldn't give much advice on this one. There wasn't really anything that Mia showed flaws in
)
She was not disappointed. Mia sang beautifully in a tenor-range voice. Actually, it was a breath of fresh air to hear a lower voice, since she had been quite worried about the lack of testosterone in the club. laze had a good voice, but there was bound to be more than one male role in most of the productions they did. When Mia started to tap dance, Anna let out an audible cheer. This was fantastic. It was obvious that the Slytherin was very well prepared for her audition. As the girl sat down and started panting, Anna stood and began to applaud. "That was... that was awesome! I love that song, and you did it so well!" Her jaw dropped open when Mia told her of her other talents. "That's amazing! I wish I was that talented..." Then she had an idea. "Hey, this might be a bit weird, but we're going to need a Music Director. Would you like to be on the staff with me?"
(Sorry I couldn't give much advice on this one. There wasn't really anything that Mia showed flaws in
) Aurelia Bezuidenhout
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Anna's heart raced with excitement when the apparently shy girl introduced herself as a dancer. From the ballet shoes in her hand and the smal music box that she carried, it was obvious what she was about to do. This was perfect! Now they had an Irish dancer, a tap dancer, and a ballet dancer- such variety! The girl wore yoga pants and a sweater, and a determined expression. Annabelle could not wait to see what this girl could do.
The movements of Aurelia's body left her utterly speechless. She was so graceful, so beautiful... Anna could not help but wonder how many years of practice it took to reach such a level of expertise. The girl began singing as well, her soft voice perfectly matching the movements of her arms and legs. She seemed a bit out of breath, partly from the clear emotion that shone through in her song, and probably in part from the fact that singing while dancing is incredibly difficult for those who have not been doing it for a long time. Anna stood speechless as the girl bowed, her mouth gaping open slightly. Then she regained her bearing and began to clap. "That was great, Aurelia! You're a beautiful dancer! Did you choreograph that yourself?" She smiled as the girl's proud expression confirmed the answer. "That's awesome! You're definitely accepted. My only advice would be to keep practicing dancing and singing at the same time. I know it's a really hard skill to master, but you're doing quite well already!"
The movements of Aurelia's body left her utterly speechless. She was so graceful, so beautiful... Anna could not help but wonder how many years of practice it took to reach such a level of expertise. The girl began singing as well, her soft voice perfectly matching the movements of her arms and legs. She seemed a bit out of breath, partly from the clear emotion that shone through in her song, and probably in part from the fact that singing while dancing is incredibly difficult for those who have not been doing it for a long time. Anna stood speechless as the girl bowed, her mouth gaping open slightly. Then she regained her bearing and began to clap. "That was great, Aurelia! You're a beautiful dancer! Did you choreograph that yourself?" She smiled as the girl's proud expression confirmed the answer. "That's awesome! You're definitely accepted. My only advice would be to keep practicing dancing and singing at the same time. I know it's a really hard skill to master, but you're doing quite well already!"
Ellory Prosser
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Annabelle's eyes widened as the newest contestant barreled onto the stage. She seemed quite eager to get started, a trait that Annabelle very much appreciated. She was not getting tired of watching auditions, of course. Everyone who had come in so far had completely blown her away. She was simply excited to see someone as eager about the club as she herself was. "Hello!" she smiled back at the girl before she began her song.
The stark contrast between her initial expression and her first song was a bit jarring. The emotion behind the song was clear, and it was obvious that the girl had practiced every movement. Her voice was quite accurate if a bit nasally, but overall it was extremely beautiful. Her second song was quite a bit happier, and the slight accent that she added to her voice definitely added to the performance. Annabelle smiled a massive smile as the girl finished. "That was great! You have an amazing voice, and I appreciate you bringing in two pieces with contrasting tones. The second song was honestly just about perfect. For the first one, I would suggest using your chest voice a bit more on the dramatic parts. Just imagine there's a pocket of air slowly forcing open the back of your throat and push your voice through it. I know it sounds strange, but it works! Overall, that was a fantastic audition. You're in!"
The stark contrast between her initial expression and her first song was a bit jarring. The emotion behind the song was clear, and it was obvious that the girl had practiced every movement. Her voice was quite accurate if a bit nasally, but overall it was extremely beautiful. Her second song was quite a bit happier, and the slight accent that she added to her voice definitely added to the performance. Annabelle smiled a massive smile as the girl finished. "That was great! You have an amazing voice, and I appreciate you bringing in two pieces with contrasting tones. The second song was honestly just about perfect. For the first one, I would suggest using your chest voice a bit more on the dramatic parts. Just imagine there's a pocket of air slowly forcing open the back of your throat and push your voice through it. I know it sounds strange, but it works! Overall, that was a fantastic audition. You're in!"
PM me if you wanna RP! We can also discuss things over Discord if that's easier ^_^
23 Jun 2018, 07:18
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Skye walked into the room with an air of confidence which she hoped was believable enough. Her gaze settled on Annabelle, and she smiled.
"Hello, my name is Skye. Today I will be playing the piano and singing. I will be playing and singing Rewrite the Stars by Zendaya and Zac Efron. I chose this piece because it is very beautiful, and this song is close to my heart," Skye said.
She smoothed her long sleeved knee-length black dress. It was a gift from her grandmother, and the dress she wore whenever she needed luck. The sleeves were made of beautifully embroidered mesh, and three shiny silver diamond-shaped buttons lined it. She had paired with black flats and a silver heart charm on silver thread. Skye just hoped that she had not overdressed for the audition.
She made her way to the piano, and took a seat and a deep breath to clear her mind. Slowly, her fingers began to play. She swayed to the music, closing her eyes. Her fingers were doing their own thing now. The notes filled the room, echoing slightly. Then, she opened her mouth and started singing, her voice clear in the room.
"You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
I know you want me
So don't keep saying our hands are tied
You claim it's not in the cards
Fate is pulling you miles away
And out of reach from me
But you're here in my heart
So who can stop me if I decide
That you're my destiny?
What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight
You think it's easy
You think I don't want to run to you
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can't walk through
I know you're wondering why
Because we're able to be
Just you and me
Within these walls
But when we go outside
You're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all
No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart
And I'm not the one you were meant to find
It's not up to you
It's not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight.."
Skye finished, and let her finger linger for a moment on the last note before turning to face Annabelle. She stood up and bowed slightly. "Thank you," she finished up her little performance.
Skye hoped that Annabelle had not realized how clammy her hands were, or how nervous she was. Though she had been practicing for weeks, she knew that she might have made a mistake she did not hear. Skye left the room, her heart full of hope.
"Hello, my name is Skye. Today I will be playing the piano and singing. I will be playing and singing Rewrite the Stars by Zendaya and Zac Efron. I chose this piece because it is very beautiful, and this song is close to my heart," Skye said.
She smoothed her long sleeved knee-length black dress. It was a gift from her grandmother, and the dress she wore whenever she needed luck. The sleeves were made of beautifully embroidered mesh, and three shiny silver diamond-shaped buttons lined it. She had paired with black flats and a silver heart charm on silver thread. Skye just hoped that she had not overdressed for the audition.
She made her way to the piano, and took a seat and a deep breath to clear her mind. Slowly, her fingers began to play. She swayed to the music, closing her eyes. Her fingers were doing their own thing now. The notes filled the room, echoing slightly. Then, she opened her mouth and started singing, her voice clear in the room.
"You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
I know you want me
So don't keep saying our hands are tied
You claim it's not in the cards
Fate is pulling you miles away
And out of reach from me
But you're here in my heart
So who can stop me if I decide
That you're my destiny?
What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight
You think it's easy
You think I don't want to run to you
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can't walk through
I know you're wondering why
Because we're able to be
Just you and me
Within these walls
But when we go outside
You're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all
No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart
And I'm not the one you were meant to find
It's not up to you
It's not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight.."
Skye finished, and let her finger linger for a moment on the last note before turning to face Annabelle. She stood up and bowed slightly. "Thank you," she finished up her little performance.
Skye hoped that Annabelle had not realized how clammy her hands were, or how nervous she was. Though she had been practicing for weeks, she knew that she might have made a mistake she did not hear. Skye left the room, her heart full of hope.
There is nothing worse than being a minute to someone whom you've made your eternity.
25 Jun 2018, 08:34
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Emlyn hadn’t had much practice with auditioning before, except for a play at a local youth theater in her hometown with her sister. This audition was important, this would be the first audition at Hogwarts and would determine her reputation, as well as singing and performance abilities for years to come so she must do well.
Emlyn helped her sister get dressed with an appropriate outfit because the one she chose was ghastly, and feared she was auditioning for a monster role. Spending time with her sister helped ease her nerves. Emlyn isn’t usually the most nervous person in the room, but she feels some butterflies in her stomach when it comes big tasks or events, and this was no different.
“It’s just going to be just me in the room, if I mess up, it’s not big deal” she took a few deep breaths “or…my life is over and this will be the most embarrassing moment I’ll never live down” she thought. “No, get it together, I’m amazing and will do amazing!”. Now feeling more confident from a self-pep talk, she stormed into the room in full diva mode.
“Act like a star, become a star” she muttered to herself as she approached the center of the room. “Hello, my name is Emlyn Prosser and I have experience acting and singing. Today I will be singing the song “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston.
*Ahem
“If I should stay
I would only be in your way”
Emlyn stood tall dramatically, then extended both arms out in a blocking motion
“So I'll go but I know
I'll think of you every step of the way”
Emlyn drops her hands very quickly and dramatically turned her head and began walking to the side of the room looking forward.
Emlyn took a long exasperated breath in preparing to belt. She turned her head quickly back to the front of the stage and sang with full volume.
“[Chorus]
And I will always love you
I will always love you”
Emlyn raised her hand slowly while singing “you” and pointed out towards the front of the stage with a look of longing in her eyes.
“You
My darling, you”
Emlyn continued pointing and then drew her hand back in and joined it with her other hand covering her heart with both while finishing the final note.
Satisfied, Emlyn looked towards the table where her judge sat and smiled. “Thank you so much, I’m so excited!”. Emlyn stood relieved her audition went as well as she hoped, completely unaware that she missed nearly every single correct note for the song and had basically spent the past minute partially monotone yelling at a complete stranger.
Emlyn helped her sister get dressed with an appropriate outfit because the one she chose was ghastly, and feared she was auditioning for a monster role. Spending time with her sister helped ease her nerves. Emlyn isn’t usually the most nervous person in the room, but she feels some butterflies in her stomach when it comes big tasks or events, and this was no different.
“It’s just going to be just me in the room, if I mess up, it’s not big deal” she took a few deep breaths “or…my life is over and this will be the most embarrassing moment I’ll never live down” she thought. “No, get it together, I’m amazing and will do amazing!”. Now feeling more confident from a self-pep talk, she stormed into the room in full diva mode.
“Act like a star, become a star” she muttered to herself as she approached the center of the room. “Hello, my name is Emlyn Prosser and I have experience acting and singing. Today I will be singing the song “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston.
*Ahem
“If I should stay
I would only be in your way”
Emlyn stood tall dramatically, then extended both arms out in a blocking motion
“So I'll go but I know
I'll think of you every step of the way”
Emlyn drops her hands very quickly and dramatically turned her head and began walking to the side of the room looking forward.
Emlyn took a long exasperated breath in preparing to belt. She turned her head quickly back to the front of the stage and sang with full volume.
“[Chorus]
And I will always love you
I will always love you”
Emlyn raised her hand slowly while singing “you” and pointed out towards the front of the stage with a look of longing in her eyes.
“You
My darling, you”
Emlyn continued pointing and then drew her hand back in and joined it with her other hand covering her heart with both while finishing the final note.
Satisfied, Emlyn looked towards the table where her judge sat and smiled. “Thank you so much, I’m so excited!”. Emlyn stood relieved her audition went as well as she hoped, completely unaware that she missed nearly every single correct note for the song and had basically spent the past minute partially monotone yelling at a complete stranger.
25 Jun 2018, 16:12
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Elora paced the hallway, wringing her hands together. Despite her love of music and singing, Elora decided to go for a playwriting position instead. She didn't want to make a fool of herself, so this would be easier. She had prepared a small sheet of paper with a short segment of dialogue on it. As the person in front of her came out of the room, she fiddled nervously with the paper. The script was memorized, but she had the paper just to be safe.
Elora smiled weakly at the girl who wished her luck and nodded in thanks. She then walked in slowly, shutting the door behind her.
"H-hello! My name is Elora Rook, and I'll be auditioning to be a playwriter. I'll be reading a segment from a play I wrote called 'Forevermore.' It's about a young girl named Ella, a 'supervillain' of someone else's (a hero) story, but it turns out that she hates this title so she tries to be the hero for another person. But even this person turned on her after seeing what she did to the other hero. The hero then 'battles' her but she doesn't want to fight so she lets herself lose and die because she knows that's the only way she can fix what she did wrong. This is her farewell to the world in her last moments between life and death." Elora paused and took a deep breath, and began her reading. She read it in a slightly deeper voice than normal and a downplayed accent.
Ella: I never stood a chance, did I?
[pause]
I was so focused on being the hero in someone else's story, that I became the villain in another person's story. And now look where I am.
[deep breath in and out]
I suppose I have no right to plead that I am too young to die. What I did, who I hurt, those deeds belong to a person beyond my years. To think, all I wanted to do was help someone, all I wanted was to be the hero for once.
[soft chuckle]
And now I'm dying by the hands of a hero. Ironic, isn't it? I never killed anyone when I was a villain. But in trying to be a hero, I've only hurt myself and the people involved. And then a hero killed me. I guess this is fate. After all, this is how the story is supposed to go. Good triumphs over evil. I guess...that I should've known. I should've realized, I shouldn't have been so stupid. But now I know. And this...this is the only way I can fix what I did. The only way I can be a hero. Because no matter how hard I try. The only way for a villain to be a hero is to die. And even then, even as I lie here, in between life and death, the moment in your life when people are supposed to mourn you, they still hate me. Because I...I am still...and always will be...a villain.
END
Elora let out a deep breath and tilted her head down in a small bow. She hoped she had given enough context, otherwise, it wouldn't make sense. Her mind was already going over the things she did wrong, but at least she didn't let a spoonerism slip out. Her hands shook slightly as she reached down for the paper that she had dropped as she waited for a reaction.
{OUTFIT and HAIR: https://data.whicdn.com/images/308338329/large.png ]
{Imagine she has her glassses on lol}
Elora smiled weakly at the girl who wished her luck and nodded in thanks. She then walked in slowly, shutting the door behind her.
"H-hello! My name is Elora Rook, and I'll be auditioning to be a playwriter. I'll be reading a segment from a play I wrote called 'Forevermore.' It's about a young girl named Ella, a 'supervillain' of someone else's (a hero) story, but it turns out that she hates this title so she tries to be the hero for another person. But even this person turned on her after seeing what she did to the other hero. The hero then 'battles' her but she doesn't want to fight so she lets herself lose and die because she knows that's the only way she can fix what she did wrong. This is her farewell to the world in her last moments between life and death." Elora paused and took a deep breath, and began her reading. She read it in a slightly deeper voice than normal and a downplayed accent.
Ella: I never stood a chance, did I?
[pause]
I was so focused on being the hero in someone else's story, that I became the villain in another person's story. And now look where I am.
[deep breath in and out]
I suppose I have no right to plead that I am too young to die. What I did, who I hurt, those deeds belong to a person beyond my years. To think, all I wanted to do was help someone, all I wanted was to be the hero for once.
[soft chuckle]
And now I'm dying by the hands of a hero. Ironic, isn't it? I never killed anyone when I was a villain. But in trying to be a hero, I've only hurt myself and the people involved. And then a hero killed me. I guess this is fate. After all, this is how the story is supposed to go. Good triumphs over evil. I guess...that I should've known. I should've realized, I shouldn't have been so stupid. But now I know. And this...this is the only way I can fix what I did. The only way I can be a hero. Because no matter how hard I try. The only way for a villain to be a hero is to die. And even then, even as I lie here, in between life and death, the moment in your life when people are supposed to mourn you, they still hate me. Because I...I am still...and always will be...a villain.
END
Elora let out a deep breath and tilted her head down in a small bow. She hoped she had given enough context, otherwise, it wouldn't make sense. Her mind was already going over the things she did wrong, but at least she didn't let a spoonerism slip out. Her hands shook slightly as she reached down for the paper that she had dropped as she waited for a reaction.
{OUTFIT and HAIR: https://data.whicdn.com/images/308338329/large.png ]
{Imagine she has her glassses on lol}
Humans are the personification of Death.
｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Elora Rook ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
25 Jun 2018, 17:48
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Skye Blackwood
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"Hello, Skye!" Annabelle smiled. She remembered who this was. She was the girl who had asked to sign up just as the president had been taking the sheet down. Of course, she had been thrilled to have another member. The girl stood on stage now, announcing that she was going to sing a song from The Greatest Showman. It seemed that was a popular score today. It was a bit odd though- she'd chosen "Rewrite the Stars." Of course it was quite a beautiful song, but it was a duet. She wondered how Skye planned to pull that off.
The auditioner seemed to shake as she performed, racing the notes with her finger. Though her voice was a bit shaky from nerves, it was quite clear and beautiful. The president just wished that the girl would look up. She was so focused on her music. The girls hands were clammy, clenched against the music stand. As she finished, Annabelle clapped. "It is a beautiful song", she remarked. "And you sing it beautifully. My advice to you would be to focus a bit more on performing, rather than singing. Look at your audience, smile! I can tell you've put a ton of work into this. You've earned the right to have fun with it." She grinned at the nervous girl. "I can't wait to see what you do in the future! You're in!"
The auditioner seemed to shake as she performed, racing the notes with her finger. Though her voice was a bit shaky from nerves, it was quite clear and beautiful. The president just wished that the girl would look up. She was so focused on her music. The girls hands were clammy, clenched against the music stand. As she finished, Annabelle clapped. "It is a beautiful song", she remarked. "And you sing it beautifully. My advice to you would be to focus a bit more on performing, rather than singing. Look at your audience, smile! I can tell you've put a ton of work into this. You've earned the right to have fun with it." She grinned at the nervous girl. "I can't wait to see what you do in the future! You're in!"
Emlynn Prosser
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"Welcome, E-" Annabelle paused. Hadn't this girl already auditioned? She was wearing a different outfit now, and seemed more confident, but the face was nearly identical. The president glanced down at the roster in confusion. Oh! They were sisters. Probably twins judging by how similar they looked. Annabelle smile and corrected herself. "Hello, Emlynn! Show me what you got!" If her sister's voice was any indication, this was going to be very impressive.
Emlynn took the stage with all the confidence of a Broadway starlet and... uh... sang? From the way she smiled and performed, one would think that the girl was giving an Oscar-winning performance, Yet every note that came from her mouth was incorrect. Annabelle blinked, staring for a moment as the girl concluded her song. "Well, that was... good." Anna commented, beginning to regain her bearings. "I love your energy. Honestly, you're a great performer! Your voice could use some improvement, but I think you just need to find yourself. Here's what I would do: Go home and record yourself singing. Then play it back and listen for any mistakes. It's hard to hear what you're doing wrong in the middle of the performance." The president paused, looking at her notes again. "You and your sister should get together and practice. She could help you with your notes, and you could help her with her confidence! Anyway, welcome to the club!"
Emlynn took the stage with all the confidence of a Broadway starlet and... uh... sang? From the way she smiled and performed, one would think that the girl was giving an Oscar-winning performance, Yet every note that came from her mouth was incorrect. Annabelle blinked, staring for a moment as the girl concluded her song. "Well, that was... good." Anna commented, beginning to regain her bearings. "I love your energy. Honestly, you're a great performer! Your voice could use some improvement, but I think you just need to find yourself. Here's what I would do: Go home and record yourself singing. Then play it back and listen for any mistakes. It's hard to hear what you're doing wrong in the middle of the performance." The president paused, looking at her notes again. "You and your sister should get together and practice. She could help you with your notes, and you could help her with her confidence! Anyway, welcome to the club!"
Elora Rook
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The next girl to enter the room seemed much more nervous than the last, but Annabelle knew from today that this was no indication of skill level. She'd had several nervous kids come in and deliver fantastic auditions. Anna smiled at the blonde Gryffindor, hoping that this would be no different. Apparently the girl was going to perform a script she'd written herself. Excellent! Annabelle had always thought it was particularly brave to perform something you've written yourself. Besides, Elora had apparently written an entire play, with a fascinating premise. That was certainly impressive!
Annabelle was not disappointed. The girl performed wonderfully, her face full of expression. It was clear that the character was in anguish over what she had done. As the scene came to it's conclusion, Anna could not help but she a tear for the dying hero. "That was beautiful," she said, trying desperately to remain professional. "I love all of the emotion that went into the scene. As for advice, I'd say to try and make it a bit less repetitive. She says "someone else's story" and then "another person's story" one right after the other, and later she does the same thing by saying "I should have realized" and then "I should have known." Perhaps you could vary the words a bit? Overall though, it was a beautiful scene. Well done and welcome to Stage Magic!"
Annabelle was not disappointed. The girl performed wonderfully, her face full of expression. It was clear that the character was in anguish over what she had done. As the scene came to it's conclusion, Anna could not help but she a tear for the dying hero. "That was beautiful," she said, trying desperately to remain professional. "I love all of the emotion that went into the scene. As for advice, I'd say to try and make it a bit less repetitive. She says "someone else's story" and then "another person's story" one right after the other, and later she does the same thing by saying "I should have realized" and then "I should have known." Perhaps you could vary the words a bit? Overall though, it was a beautiful scene. Well done and welcome to Stage Magic!"
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29 Jun 2018, 02:55
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Lucia had come in late. She had so much going on she was late but she knew how these auditions worked. She walked in holding a script about 5 pages long. Her plan was to read at least on page of it. This was a play she had written while bored in class. She never knew herself as a playwrite but she thought it would be a good idea to do something from her play.So she stood in the hall practicing the first pages so she didn't mess up. She then came in when she got a chance. She took a deep breath and said "Hi my name is Lucia Silver and I am going to read about a page from a play I wrote called......Summer doesn't last forever." After saying this she began
"Summer won't last forever."Lucia then walked from the center to stage right then pulling out a phone. she did this to make it clear what was happening.
"I can't believe summers almost over Julia!"Lucia said with the phone to her ear.Lucia walked to stage left.
"Me neither! I really don't want to go back to school Kate,"She said being the other girl Julia. Lucia walked back to stage right.
"Yeah same. I don't understand why some people like school,"Kate said over the phone to Julia. Lucia walked back to stage left.
"Well I Got to head to dinner i'll talk to you more later. bye Kate,"Julia said to Kate on the phone. Lucia closed the phone.
She walked back to center stage and said to Annabelle "That is all I will read for now thank you."Lucia then headed to sit down.
"Summer won't last forever."Lucia then walked from the center to stage right then pulling out a phone. she did this to make it clear what was happening.
"I can't believe summers almost over Julia!"Lucia said with the phone to her ear.Lucia walked to stage left.
"Me neither! I really don't want to go back to school Kate,"She said being the other girl Julia. Lucia walked back to stage right.
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For the rest i'll refer to who's speaking as Kate or Julia
"Yeah same. I don't understand why some people like school,"Kate said over the phone to Julia. Lucia walked back to stage left.
"Well I Got to head to dinner i'll talk to you more later. bye Kate,"Julia said to Kate on the phone. Lucia closed the phone.
She walked back to center stage and said to Annabelle "That is all I will read for now thank you."Lucia then headed to sit down.
Reducio
Please give me a shot I haven't been able to get on a computer lately
𝕹𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊.....𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘.
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29 Jun 2018, 10:07
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Oliver sat backstage on an unused desk. By his feet was his bag, overflowing with items for the audition. He sat in a grey top and blue jeans, nervously eating chocolate frogs, the boxes piling up beside him.
He nervously went over his lines to himself, quietly talking to himself, far from others. He listened to the person before him and growned at how good they were. As they cleared off the stage, Oliver could only take a deep inhale before going out to face Annabelle.
"Hey," Oliver smiled, his eyes wondering away from making any contact with hers. Yet already he was proud, cause he didn't stutter. A boost of confidence surged inside him, he clenched his fists, knowing he could do this.
"I'll be performing "Pure Imagination" from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory."
Oliver took in amother deep breath and drew a cardboard cane from his bag. He gripped it, then faced the empty stage before him and begun.
"Hold your breath
Make a wish
Count to three," Oliver said, starting off the song.
Oliver held the cane at its end and pointed it to the invisible audience.
"Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination"
He gentle moved around, displaying a world with his cane.
"We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation"
Oliver rose his hand up and over his face, doing some practiced moves with the song.
"If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it"
He swung his arms to emphasize the nothing, tip toeing to reach the higher notes.
"There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be"
He smiled and closed his eyes on this break. It seemed like this was an emotional song for Oliver.
"If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it"
Oliver was pushing out his words quite well by the end, now adamant he could do it, he was singing from the warmest part of his chest.
"There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly
Wish to be!'
Oliver rose his fist, signifying the end and part of his tiny dance routine and panting somewhat with a nervous smile, unsure how good he did compared to the rest. He thanked Annabelle and smiled to her, waiting for her response before hurrying away, cheeks red.
He nervously went over his lines to himself, quietly talking to himself, far from others. He listened to the person before him and growned at how good they were. As they cleared off the stage, Oliver could only take a deep inhale before going out to face Annabelle.
"Hey," Oliver smiled, his eyes wondering away from making any contact with hers. Yet already he was proud, cause he didn't stutter. A boost of confidence surged inside him, he clenched his fists, knowing he could do this.
"I'll be performing "Pure Imagination" from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory."
Oliver took in amother deep breath and drew a cardboard cane from his bag. He gripped it, then faced the empty stage before him and begun.
"Hold your breath
Make a wish
Count to three," Oliver said, starting off the song.
Oliver held the cane at its end and pointed it to the invisible audience.
"Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination"
He gentle moved around, displaying a world with his cane.
"We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation"
Oliver rose his hand up and over his face, doing some practiced moves with the song.
"If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it"
He swung his arms to emphasize the nothing, tip toeing to reach the higher notes.
"There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be"
He smiled and closed his eyes on this break. It seemed like this was an emotional song for Oliver.
"If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it"
Oliver was pushing out his words quite well by the end, now adamant he could do it, he was singing from the warmest part of his chest.
"There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly
Wish to be!'
Oliver rose his fist, signifying the end and part of his tiny dance routine and panting somewhat with a nervous smile, unsure how good he did compared to the rest. He thanked Annabelle and smiled to her, waiting for her response before hurrying away, cheeks red.
2 Jul 2018, 08:58
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Anastasia was waiting anxiously backstage. Her palms were starting to sweat and feel clammy. She didn't usually get stage fright so she was sure she would be alright. She heard the people before her singing really well and other people acting. She shook her arms about and took a deep breath. After she knew the person before her was finished, she pulled her hair back behind her ears and walked out onto the stage.
"Hello," Anastasia looked at the person judging which was Annabelle, nervously. "My name is Anastasia Brown and I am auditioning for the part of a singer. I will be singing a song called Alexander Hamilton." Anastasia smiled because she knew that they would all be surprised by her great memory. She had memorized the whole song and was really confident. She cleared her voice and the music began.
The first audio part played and Anastasia waited for the part she would be singing.
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a
Scotsman dropped in the middle of a forgotten
Spot in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished, in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being a lot smarter
By being a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted
Away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up
Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of
The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter
Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned
Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain
Well, the word got around, they said, “This kid is insane, man”
Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland
“Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came, and
The worlds gonna know your name. What’s your name, man?”
Alexander Hamilton
My name is Alexander Hamilton
And there are a million things I haven't done
But just you wait, just you wait...
When he was ten his father split, full of it, debt-ridden
Two years later, see Alex and his mother bed-ridden
Half-dead sittin' in their own sick, the scent thick
And Alex got better but his mother went quick
Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide
Left him with nothin' but ruined pride, something new inside
A voice saying
“Alex, you gotta fend for yourself.”
He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf
There would have been nothin’ left to do
For someone less astute
He woulda been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord
Tradin’ sugar cane and rum and all the things he can’t afford
Scammin' for every book he can get his hands on
Plannin' for the future see him now as he stands on (ooh)
The bow of a ship headed for a new land
In New York, you can be a new man
In New York, you can be a new man (Just you wait)
In New York, you can be a new man (Just you wait)
In New York, you can be a new man
In New York, New York
Just you wait!
Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton)
We are waiting in the wings for you (waiting in the wings for you)
You could never back down
You never learned to take your time!
Oh, Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton)
When America sings for you
Will they know what you overcame?
Will they know you rewrote the game?
The world will never be the same, oh
The ship is in the harbor now
See if you can spot him
Just you wait
Another immigrant
Comin’ up from the bottom
Just you wait
His enemies destroyed his rep
America forgot him
At the end of the song, Anastasia was really into it and had broken out of her nervous shell and she was walking around the stage and dancing around with the beat of the song. When it was finished, she thanked the judge, Annabelle. "Thank you so much for listening!" She said before walking away and waited to listen back stage for the next person to perform.
"Hello," Anastasia looked at the person judging which was Annabelle, nervously. "My name is Anastasia Brown and I am auditioning for the part of a singer. I will be singing a song called Alexander Hamilton." Anastasia smiled because she knew that they would all be surprised by her great memory. She had memorized the whole song and was really confident. She cleared her voice and the music began.
The first audio part played and Anastasia waited for the part she would be singing.
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a
Scotsman dropped in the middle of a forgotten
Spot in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished, in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being a lot smarter
By being a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted
Away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up
Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of
The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter
Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned
Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain
Well, the word got around, they said, “This kid is insane, man”
Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland
“Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came, and
The worlds gonna know your name. What’s your name, man?”
Alexander Hamilton
My name is Alexander Hamilton
And there are a million things I haven't done
But just you wait, just you wait...
When he was ten his father split, full of it, debt-ridden
Two years later, see Alex and his mother bed-ridden
Half-dead sittin' in their own sick, the scent thick
And Alex got better but his mother went quick
Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide
Left him with nothin' but ruined pride, something new inside
A voice saying
“Alex, you gotta fend for yourself.”
He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf
There would have been nothin’ left to do
For someone less astute
He woulda been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord
Tradin’ sugar cane and rum and all the things he can’t afford
Scammin' for every book he can get his hands on
Plannin' for the future see him now as he stands on (ooh)
The bow of a ship headed for a new land
In New York, you can be a new man
In New York, you can be a new man (Just you wait)
In New York, you can be a new man (Just you wait)
In New York, you can be a new man
In New York, New York
Just you wait!
Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton)
We are waiting in the wings for you (waiting in the wings for you)
You could never back down
You never learned to take your time!
Oh, Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton)
When America sings for you
Will they know what you overcame?
Will they know you rewrote the game?
The world will never be the same, oh
The ship is in the harbor now
See if you can spot him
Just you wait
Another immigrant
Comin’ up from the bottom
Just you wait
His enemies destroyed his rep
America forgot him
At the end of the song, Anastasia was really into it and had broken out of her nervous shell and she was walking around the stage and dancing around with the beat of the song. When it was finished, she thanked the judge, Annabelle. "Thank you so much for listening!" She said before walking away and waited to listen back stage for the next person to perform.
Aspire to inspire, before we expire
STAM: 6 AGL: 5 STRG: 7 CTRL: 5
4 Jul 2018, 03:26
Stage Magic- Auditions!
(doing Newsies)
Lorelei sighed as she shook her hands around. " Alright you got this Lorelei" She told herself. She rolled her head around as she paced backstage. The Slytherin was wearing a simple newsboy brown cap and a blue dress shirt with worn down grey khakis and suspenders. She had her fiery red hair tied up in a bun hidden inside her cap. Despite her being female she was trying out by playing the role of a boy. Definitely a bold step for the female. She was beyond nervous. Seeing the auditions of everyone else definitely put a damper on her pride and confidence. She took a deep breath and murmured the lines under her breath before It was her turn to go onstage. With her sweaty palms she dragged her hands down her pants to rid them of the nervous sweat. She jumped onto stage with a bright smile and took a bow. " Hello my name Is Lorelei, And I will be performing a scene and part of a song for my audition" She introduced she took a deep breath and began. She started the background noises for the scene and layed down for the scene. As the sound track began playing the sound of footsteps her eyes shot open and with an annoyed groan she sat up on the ground
Lorelei: Where ya goin’? What are you..? The bell ain’t rung yet, go back to sleep!
She spoke In an almost authetic 1930's new york accent.
Sountrack: I wanna
beat the other fellas to the streets. I don’t want anyone to see that I ain’t, uh… been walkin’ so good.
Lorelei: Oh, quit gripin’. You know how many guys fake a limp for sympathy? That bum leg of
your is a goldmine!
She scoffed getting up before ending the sentence with a praise in her voice
sound track: Someone gets the idea I can’t make it on my own, they’ll lock me up in the refuge
for good. Be a pal, Jack, help me down! [He almost falls]
Lorelei: Hey, you wanna bust your other leg too?
She pretended to catch someone
soundtrack: No, I wanna go down.
Lorelei: You’ll be down there soon enough. Take a moment, drink in my penthouse. High above
the stinkin’ streets of New York.
She spat staring out towards the audience seats. as she mentioned the streets of new york
soundtrack: You’re crazy.
Lorelei: Why, cause I like a breath of fresh air? Cause I like seein’ the sky and the stars.
She smiled happily gazing off wrapping her arm around an invisible person
soundtrack: Yeah, you’re seein’ stars alright.
Lorelei: Them streets down there, they sucked the life right outta my old man. Years a’ rotten
jobs, starved on by bosses, and when they found him broken, they tossed him to the
curb, just like yesterday’s paper, well they ain’t doin that to me!
Lorelei sighed as she said the first sentence. As the last sentence progressed she visibly became more frustrated and yelled "well they ain't doin that to me"
soundtrack: But everyone wants to come to New York.
Lorelei: New York’s fine, for those who got a big, strong door to lock it up. I’ll tell you personally. There’s a whole nother way out there. You keep your small life in the big city. Give me a
big life, in a small town.
She released her arm from around whoever was supposed to be beside her and placed a dissatisfied hand on the back of her neck. She looked to the seats with bright hopeful eyes.
[SANTA FE PROLOGUE] Lorelei: THEY SAY FOLKS IS DYIN' TO GET HERE. ME, I'M DYIN' TO GET AWAY, TO A LITTLE TOWN OUT WEST THAT'S SPANKIN' NEW. AND WHILE I AIN'T NEVER BEEN THERE, I CAN SEE IT CLEAR AS DAY
IF YOU WANT, I BET'CHA YOU COULD SEE IT, TOO.
CLOSE YOUR EYES... COME WITH ME, WHERE IT'S CLEAN AND GREEN AND PRETTY.
AND THEY WENT AND MADE A CITY OUTTA CLAY.
WHY, THE MINUTE THAT YA GET THERE, FOLKS'LL WALK RIGHT UP AND SAY, "WELCOME HOME, SON, WELCOME HOME TO SANTA FE!"
PLANTIN' CROPS, SPLITTIN' RAILS, SWAPPIN' TALES AROUND THE FIRE,
CEPT FOR SUNDAY WHEN YOU LIE AROUND ALL DAY.
SOON YOUR FRIENDS ARE MORE LIKE FAMILY, AND THEY'S BEGGIN' YOU TO STAY!
AIN'T THAT NEAT?
LIVIN' SWEET IN SANTA FE.
She sang out with A voice that sounded like she was day dreaming And thinking Hopefully.
She stopped and took of her cap to give a bow. " And that concludes my audition" She spoke aloud Bowing her head
Lorelei sighed as she shook her hands around. " Alright you got this Lorelei" She told herself. She rolled her head around as she paced backstage. The Slytherin was wearing a simple newsboy brown cap and a blue dress shirt with worn down grey khakis and suspenders. She had her fiery red hair tied up in a bun hidden inside her cap. Despite her being female she was trying out by playing the role of a boy. Definitely a bold step for the female. She was beyond nervous. Seeing the auditions of everyone else definitely put a damper on her pride and confidence. She took a deep breath and murmured the lines under her breath before It was her turn to go onstage. With her sweaty palms she dragged her hands down her pants to rid them of the nervous sweat. She jumped onto stage with a bright smile and took a bow. " Hello my name Is Lorelei, And I will be performing a scene and part of a song for my audition" She introduced she took a deep breath and began. She started the background noises for the scene and layed down for the scene. As the sound track began playing the sound of footsteps her eyes shot open and with an annoyed groan she sat up on the ground
Lorelei: Where ya goin’? What are you..? The bell ain’t rung yet, go back to sleep!
She spoke In an almost authetic 1930's new york accent.
Sountrack: I wanna
beat the other fellas to the streets. I don’t want anyone to see that I ain’t, uh… been walkin’ so good.
Lorelei: Oh, quit gripin’. You know how many guys fake a limp for sympathy? That bum leg of
your is a goldmine!
She scoffed getting up before ending the sentence with a praise in her voice
sound track: Someone gets the idea I can’t make it on my own, they’ll lock me up in the refuge
for good. Be a pal, Jack, help me down! [He almost falls]
Lorelei: Hey, you wanna bust your other leg too?
She pretended to catch someone
soundtrack: No, I wanna go down.
Lorelei: You’ll be down there soon enough. Take a moment, drink in my penthouse. High above
the stinkin’ streets of New York.
She spat staring out towards the audience seats. as she mentioned the streets of new york
soundtrack: You’re crazy.
Lorelei: Why, cause I like a breath of fresh air? Cause I like seein’ the sky and the stars.
She smiled happily gazing off wrapping her arm around an invisible person
soundtrack: Yeah, you’re seein’ stars alright.
Lorelei: Them streets down there, they sucked the life right outta my old man. Years a’ rotten
jobs, starved on by bosses, and when they found him broken, they tossed him to the
curb, just like yesterday’s paper, well they ain’t doin that to me!
Lorelei sighed as she said the first sentence. As the last sentence progressed she visibly became more frustrated and yelled "well they ain't doin that to me"
soundtrack: But everyone wants to come to New York.
Lorelei: New York’s fine, for those who got a big, strong door to lock it up. I’ll tell you personally. There’s a whole nother way out there. You keep your small life in the big city. Give me a
big life, in a small town.
She released her arm from around whoever was supposed to be beside her and placed a dissatisfied hand on the back of her neck. She looked to the seats with bright hopeful eyes.
[SANTA FE PROLOGUE] Lorelei: THEY SAY FOLKS IS DYIN' TO GET HERE. ME, I'M DYIN' TO GET AWAY, TO A LITTLE TOWN OUT WEST THAT'S SPANKIN' NEW. AND WHILE I AIN'T NEVER BEEN THERE, I CAN SEE IT CLEAR AS DAY
IF YOU WANT, I BET'CHA YOU COULD SEE IT, TOO.
CLOSE YOUR EYES... COME WITH ME, WHERE IT'S CLEAN AND GREEN AND PRETTY.
AND THEY WENT AND MADE A CITY OUTTA CLAY.
WHY, THE MINUTE THAT YA GET THERE, FOLKS'LL WALK RIGHT UP AND SAY, "WELCOME HOME, SON, WELCOME HOME TO SANTA FE!"
PLANTIN' CROPS, SPLITTIN' RAILS, SWAPPIN' TALES AROUND THE FIRE,
CEPT FOR SUNDAY WHEN YOU LIE AROUND ALL DAY.
SOON YOUR FRIENDS ARE MORE LIKE FAMILY, AND THEY'S BEGGIN' YOU TO STAY!
AIN'T THAT NEAT?
LIVIN' SWEET IN SANTA FE.
She sang out with A voice that sounded like she was day dreaming And thinking Hopefully.
She stopped and took of her cap to give a bow. " And that concludes my audition" She spoke aloud Bowing her head
15 Jul 2018, 13:57
Stage Magic- Auditions!
Daphne was scared. Why had she decided to try out for this? It wasn't as if she was going to get a part anyway. She was about to turn around and go back to the dorm when it was her turn. "Oh no." She had been in musical theater since she was very young, and people had told her she was good before, though she never believed them. She walked into the room and put on her smile as her anxiety grabbed her, not letting her go. She did a small curtsey and immediately regretted it. "Hello, I am Daphne Black" She waited to see if anyone would recognize her. When she was little, she had done some movies (Not as a big role or anything) and had been in a couple musicals. When no one knew her, she smiled a little more. This was good. "I'm going to be singing 'When he sees me' from Waitress the musical." She heard the sharp notes leading into the song.
"I stick with real things.
Usually facts and figures.
When information in its place I minimize the guessing game. Guess what?" Her southern accent came out a little in the song, mimicking the way the actress said it on the recording. As she heard the "What?" Coming from the other people, she smiled and let herself sink into the role.
"I don't like guessing games or when I feel things.
Before I know the feeling.
How am I supposed to operate if I'm just tossed around by fate? Like on an unexpected date?
With a stranger who might talk too fast, or ask me questions about myself before I've decided that he can ask me questions about myself he might sit too close. Or call the waiter by his first name or eat Oreos. But eat the cookie before the cream, but what scares me the most, what scares me the most... She took a quick breath, mentally preparing herself for the next line in the song.
Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then if when he knows me, he's only disappointed? What if I give myself away to only get it given back? I couldn't live with that. So I'm just fine inside my shell shaped mind, this way I get the best view. So that when he sees me, I want him to! She waited for the correct moment to come in, saying "I'm not defensive!"
"I'm simply being cautious. I can't risk reckless dating due to my miscalculating, why. A certain suitor stands in line, I've seen in movies. Most made for television. You cannot be too careful when it comes to sharing your life! I could end up a miserable wife! Oops, sorry girls, but he could be criminal! Some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution somewhere where they don't have girls?! He could have masterminded some way to find me, he could be COLOR BLIND! How untrustworthy is that he could be less than kind? This was the part where she gave in. She gave all she had, which happened to be a lot.
Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes. And make me laugh. Come out of hiding. What do I do with that? Oh god, what if when he sees me, I like him and he knows it? What if he opens up a door and I can't close it? What happens then? If when he holds me, my heart is set in motion? I'm not prepared for that I'm scared of breaking open! But still, I can't help from hoping to find. Someone to talk to. Who likes the way I am. Someone who when he sees me, wants to again! She heald the word again as long as she had to. When she finished, her hair fell in front of her face, and she shyly smiled. "Thank you." Daphne exited quickly, giving the next person in line a "Break a leg" and a smile. Hopefully she hadn't sounded too bad.
"I stick with real things.
Usually facts and figures.
When information in its place I minimize the guessing game. Guess what?" Her southern accent came out a little in the song, mimicking the way the actress said it on the recording. As she heard the "What?" Coming from the other people, she smiled and let herself sink into the role.
"I don't like guessing games or when I feel things.
Before I know the feeling.
How am I supposed to operate if I'm just tossed around by fate? Like on an unexpected date?
With a stranger who might talk too fast, or ask me questions about myself before I've decided that he can ask me questions about myself he might sit too close. Or call the waiter by his first name or eat Oreos. But eat the cookie before the cream, but what scares me the most, what scares me the most... She took a quick breath, mentally preparing herself for the next line in the song.
Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then if when he knows me, he's only disappointed? What if I give myself away to only get it given back? I couldn't live with that. So I'm just fine inside my shell shaped mind, this way I get the best view. So that when he sees me, I want him to! She waited for the correct moment to come in, saying "I'm not defensive!"
"I'm simply being cautious. I can't risk reckless dating due to my miscalculating, why. A certain suitor stands in line, I've seen in movies. Most made for television. You cannot be too careful when it comes to sharing your life! I could end up a miserable wife! Oops, sorry girls, but he could be criminal! Some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution somewhere where they don't have girls?! He could have masterminded some way to find me, he could be COLOR BLIND! How untrustworthy is that he could be less than kind? This was the part where she gave in. She gave all she had, which happened to be a lot.
Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes. And make me laugh. Come out of hiding. What do I do with that? Oh god, what if when he sees me, I like him and he knows it? What if he opens up a door and I can't close it? What happens then? If when he holds me, my heart is set in motion? I'm not prepared for that I'm scared of breaking open! But still, I can't help from hoping to find. Someone to talk to. Who likes the way I am. Someone who when he sees me, wants to again! She heald the word again as long as she had to. When she finished, her hair fell in front of her face, and she shyly smiled. "Thank you." Daphne exited quickly, giving the next person in line a "Break a leg" and a smile. Hopefully she hadn't sounded too bad.
Even If You Loose Hope, There Will Be Someone Hoping For You
-Daphne Black