Who: Still the cast, still whoever would like to join. What: MUSICAL - day three When: Tuesday, October 6, evening Where: The theater Rating: M for Mwa Ha Ha
Re: Ever After - Bod, Neilnotdead_poetOctober 11 2009, 15:41:56 UTC
God, this was going to be hard, wasn't it. Neil's heart was pounding as the stage cleared of everyone except him and Bod. Sad, slow twangs of music came from the pit and Neil knew it was time for the song to begin.
He'd performed this number twice already. It shouldn't be an issue. Except that the first time, he'd performed it with Troy, and the second time, he'd thought it was Troy. But now it was different. Now he had to knowingly inflict his bitter heartbreak on Bod, and after their not-quite-discussion after the show last night, everything felt so different. Different in a way that made him feel like this song would hurt worse than any professional should let it.
"You stand before me, and I barely know you. Is it so easy to leave?" Peter sang softly to Jason's turned back. "Where is the boy who said I was his soul mate? Where is the boy I believed?"
A few tentative steps forward, toward Bod... no, Jason, and Neil forced away his real-life concerns as best he could and continued. "Climbed an escape grown from seeds that you
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Re: Ever After - Bod, NeilowingnobodyOctober 11 2009, 18:57:59 UTC
Maybe he hadn't spent enough time playing Jason. Maybe he hadn't built the rapport with the character that he felt that he needed to, in order to understand him properly. To sympathize. Because he hated Jason sometimes, and never more than in this scene. It helped when he realized how much Jason hated himself- hated the fact that he was conflicted about this, hated the fact that he felt something that he thought was so wrong. It helped, but only a little.
What was really easy was throwing his anger at the character he played into this scene. "Who are you to go and blame this all on me?" he hurled at Peter. "You're the one who went ahead and changed the rules!" He hated this scene. Hated watching pain and heartbreak bloom in Peter's expression. Hated watching as the daggers of his words hit home. "What?! You've found your way, and now it's all okay? Is it that simple then? Really? You're such a fool!He hated every angry word that came out of his mouth, hated the ironic snarl of every sarcastic syllable. "It's time to wake up, Peter!
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Re: Ever After - Bod, Neilnotdead_poetOctober 14 2009, 03:03:58 UTC
Neil really, really wanted this number-- probably this whole show-- to be over, so that he and Bod could just look back and have a laugh about this whole thing. It was making his heart constrict in ways he was sure couldn't be healthy.
"So much for our ever after..." he repeated, after what felt like a long time. "You can't be the same boy I followed. That I always followed. You've hurt me more than you know... all that I wanted was you. You were my tomorrow...." he clutched at his arm in uncertainty and despair.
Re: Touch My Soul - Bod, CastielowingnobodyOctober 13 2009, 03:44:57 UTC
Bod listened to Castiel stammer through the line, and his heart went out to him. It had been rough to swap into the body of another boy- granted, one that he frequently had dreams of pushing off a cliff, but at least they were mostly very similar, in age, in size... in gender. (Though looking at Troy's body in the shower had been a serious lesson in humility for him. The bare thought of it made him snarl uncontrollably.)
But it had to be hard to swap into the body of a tiny, attractive female, particularly when, as he'd been given to understand, Castiel wasn't even human, just... borrowing a human vessel. He sighed, and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "No," he said. "You're right. I should have called."
Re: Touch My Soul - Bod, Castielangel_in_beigeOctober 13 2009, 04:10:18 UTC
Castiel had been directed to look unsure, to wring his hands a little. He had been told he had one of those things perfected. Tonight he looked a little more than unsure, he looked petrified
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Re: Bare - Bod and Neil <3owingnobodyOctober 11 2009, 20:09:19 UTC
The cast lurched through "Two Households" much the way it always had, the cast lined up on the stage in its Romeo and Juliet costumes, awkwardly responding to Sister Chantelle's direction. There was never the sort of tension between Jason and Ivy that Bod felt there ought to be, because Castiel-as-Ivy wasn't always comfortable being sullen, angry or whatever else towards him, but there was enough emotional undercurrent to carry Bod past that. He received the vial of GHB from Lucas in a daze, numbly accepted his words of friendship, then turned, his eyes automatically seeking out Peter from the rest of the cast. He walked forward a step or two, catching his attention, then stopped, unable to come any closer. He wanted to, oh, he wanted to, but he was afraid that if he came any closer, Peter would turn and vanish from his life forever.
"Hey," he said, his voice coming out hoarse and strange. The space between them was charged with an almost electric tension. He cleared his throat, then said, "I talked to Father. About us?"
Re: Bare - Bod and Neil <3notdead_poetOctober 14 2009, 03:09:10 UTC
Neil, as Peter, froze. This was big. This was huge. All Peter had ever wanted was for Jason to stop denying them, stop denying what they had. And considering his reaction to Peter's almost telling the priest about them, Peter had accepted that it would never happen.
And yet suddenly, here it was. Hope. "Really?" Neil asked tentatively, the voice of someone who is terrified to have too much hope, lest it all be crushed again. He took a tiny step closer to Bod, waiting. "And?"
Re: Bare - Bod and Neil <3owingnobodyOctober 14 2009, 21:59:13 UTC
Bod just looked at him. There were no words to say about what had happened-- and no words were really necessary. But just to make sure he understood, he shook his head, barely enough for Peter to see. It hadn't been good, just like he'd always known it wouldn't be. And that had hurt... maybe he'd known, but he'd hoped... oh, he'd hoped. Hoped for anything-- a kind word, the reassurance that it would all be okay. But there was nothing. He was at his last chance.
"What if we escaped this?" he sang, softly pleading. "Peter, you and I? Ran away, just never looking back?"
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He'd performed this number twice already. It shouldn't be an issue. Except that the first time, he'd performed it with Troy, and the second time, he'd thought it was Troy. But now it was different. Now he had to knowingly inflict his bitter heartbreak on Bod, and after their not-quite-discussion after the show last night, everything felt so different. Different in a way that made him feel like this song would hurt worse than any professional should let it.
"You stand before me, and I barely know you. Is it so easy to leave?" Peter sang softly to Jason's turned back. "Where is the boy who said I was his soul mate? Where is the boy I believed?"
A few tentative steps forward, toward Bod... no, Jason, and Neil forced away his real-life concerns as best he could and continued. "Climbed an escape grown from seeds that you ( ... )
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What was really easy was throwing his anger at the character he played into this scene. "Who are you to go and blame this all on me?" he hurled at Peter. "You're the one who went ahead and changed the rules!" He hated this scene. Hated watching pain and heartbreak bloom in Peter's expression. Hated watching as the daggers of his words hit home. "What?! You've found your way, and now it's all okay? Is it that simple then? Really? You're such a fool!He hated every angry word that came out of his mouth, hated the ironic snarl of every sarcastic syllable. "It's time to wake up, Peter! ( ... )
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"So much for our ever after..." he repeated, after what felt like a long time. "You can't be the same boy I followed. That I always followed. You've hurt me more than you know... all that I wanted was you. You were my tomorrow...." he clutched at his arm in uncertainty and despair.
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What concerned him was the fact he didn't have his powers, his body or even the voice of his vessel in his mind.
He could not feel anything of Heaven.
He was afraid. He was alone. He was on stage in a dress and he had to touch... This song was....
He swallowed hard and forced his voice through Lulu's throat.
"It’s nothing I guess I just… I haven’t heard from you, I thought maybe you’d just call."
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But it had to be hard to swap into the body of a tiny, attractive female, particularly when, as he'd been given to understand, Castiel wasn't even human, just... borrowing a human vessel. He sighed, and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "No," he said. "You're right. I should have called."
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"Hey," he said, his voice coming out hoarse and strange. The space between them was charged with an almost electric tension. He cleared his throat, then said, "I talked to Father. About us?"
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And yet suddenly, here it was. Hope. "Really?" Neil asked tentatively, the voice of someone who is terrified to have too much hope, lest it all be crushed again. He took a tiny step closer to Bod, waiting. "And?"
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"What if we escaped this?" he sang, softly pleading. "Peter, you and I? Ran away, just never looking back?"
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