*with such great poise and voice, clears his throat, letting the atmosphere weigh a bit before finally reading the giant huge block of text of his script with great emotion and using the proper inflections blah blah blah etc. etc.*
Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon `Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to.
*great pause for emphasis*
Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.
*and he continued to say the giant ass long block of text.*
*Time Paradoxes aside, Duster moves out on stage, stumbling a little as his legs don't want to work right from momentary stage fright. His Rope Snake is wrapped around his neck, quite curious to watch what's going on or maybe he just wants to be the center of attention. Duster laughs and speaks cheerfully*
AANNND PLAY CONTINUES HERE. NEW SCENE :DspectaculaireDecember 28 2008, 02:49:57 UTC
*is still ever so distraught...BUT THE PLAY MUST CONTINUE.*
And so Scrooge went back to his home and...*blah blah blah SCRIPT STUFF HERE TOO LONG HERE COMES IMPORTANT PART*
But when he espied his knocker, he noticed it had the face of his old partner, Marley. After a few moments of hesitation, he waved it off and entered his home.
*Maybe it was the rattling chains that frightened him, maybe it was a desire to be on stage and take stardom by storm but Duster's rope snake charged out on stage. The animal flailed around wildly; throwing itself into the air and landing at Raven's feet... where it quickly slithered up the man's pant leg.*
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Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon `Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to.
*great pause for emphasis*
Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.
*and he continued to say the giant ass long block of text.*
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A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!
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Bah, humbug.
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And so Scrooge went back to his home and...*blah blah blah SCRIPT STUFF HERE TOO LONG HERE COMES IMPORTANT PART*
But when he espied his knocker, he noticed it had the face of his old partner, Marley. After a few moments of hesitation, he waved it off and entered his home.
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That's...pretty creepy...
*just...kinna...there. Yeeep. What was he supposed to do again?*
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WHAT THE HELL GET IT OFF ME!!!!
*flailing around while trying to get the snake out*
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