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This likely will make no sense whatsoever to anyone who hasn't seen Cymbeline, and it's a pretty obscure one these days. (Which is unfortunate--teachers could cover half the standard Shakespeare cliches in one neat package.)
Title: Cymbeline V.4, Updated
Author: purplekitten
Theme: Guardian Senshi--Shakespeare
Genre: Humor/Angst?
Version: Anime
Rating: PG
[Injured from the battle and captured, Philario experiences a primitive-medicine-induced acid trip.]
Philario: Wooh, the colors.
[Turn on fog machine. The actors whose characters have died return to the stage as ghosts.]
[Jupiter descends, in thunder and lightning, sitting upon an eagle. She throws a thunderbolt. The ghosts fall to their knees.]
Philario: It was just a bet. He took it too seriously, great Jupiter. I’m not to blame. This isn’t Othello; everyone doesn’t have to kill each other over it.
Jupiter: I can’t believe you’re such a douche that you convinced your best friend his wife was cheating on him over greed.
[Jupiter delivers a boot to the head.]
Jupiter: Don’t go Paranoia Agent on me. This is why Rei hates men. You don’t remind me of my sempai at all.
Philario: You’re right! It’s all my fault! I don’t deserve to live. Oh happy dagger--”
Jupiter: Look, you didn’t try to rape your stepsister and you’re not an evil stepmother, so in this play you can be redeemed. Just remember that if you step out of line again, you’ll be hit by lightning.
Philario: I renounce Mammon for the mercy of the lady of thunder and bright Selene. I will crawl to Posthumus on my belly like a worm. If only Imogen were alive to forgive me.
Jupiter: She’s not actually dead, she’s only crossdressing. All’s well that ends well.
[Jupiter ascends, still riding that giant eagle. The ghosts also exit stage left. Hallucination ends. Turn off fog machine.]
Title: Cymbeline V.4, Updated
Author: purplekitten
Theme: Guardian Senshi--Shakespeare
Genre: Humor/Angst?
Version: Anime
Rating: PG
[Injured from the battle and captured, Philario experiences a primitive-medicine-induced acid trip.]
Philario: Wooh, the colors.
[Turn on fog machine. The actors whose characters have died return to the stage as ghosts.]
[Jupiter descends, in thunder and lightning, sitting upon an eagle. She throws a thunderbolt. The ghosts fall to their knees.]
Philario: It was just a bet. He took it too seriously, great Jupiter. I’m not to blame. This isn’t Othello; everyone doesn’t have to kill each other over it.
Jupiter: I can’t believe you’re such a douche that you convinced your best friend his wife was cheating on him over greed.
[Jupiter delivers a boot to the head.]
Jupiter: Don’t go Paranoia Agent on me. This is why Rei hates men. You don’t remind me of my sempai at all.
Philario: You’re right! It’s all my fault! I don’t deserve to live. Oh happy dagger--”
Jupiter: Look, you didn’t try to rape your stepsister and you’re not an evil stepmother, so in this play you can be redeemed. Just remember that if you step out of line again, you’ll be hit by lightning.
Philario: I renounce Mammon for the mercy of the lady of thunder and bright Selene. I will crawl to Posthumus on my belly like a worm. If only Imogen were alive to forgive me.
Jupiter: She’s not actually dead, she’s only crossdressing. All’s well that ends well.
[Jupiter ascends, still riding that giant eagle. The ghosts also exit stage left. Hallucination ends. Turn off fog machine.]