Too Contraversial?
Well, spent most of last night writing out my one act play for my Creative Writing class. I am fairly pleased with it and think it sends the message I want to convey, but I am more than a little worried about handing it in. I have a feeling that it will probably offend someone or something like that, so I am running it past you, my wonderful f-list. So read over it for a minute or two and let me know if you think it is too risky to hand in or not.
The Divine Play
Characters:
Allah, the bratty little brother, always fighting with his brothers.
Jehovah, Slightly older brother of Allah, a little more level headed, but still rather bratty.
Mother Nature, the mother of the kids and the voice of reason, level headed.
Zeus, Older teenage son of Mother Nature, high spirited and active
Odin, Slightly younger teenage son of Mother Nature, aggressive and careless at times.
Grandpa, Ancient and slightly senile patriarch of the family.
Scene: ALLAH and JEHOVAH are standing in front a large 6'ft diameter globe that sits in the middle of a large room. The walls and floor of the room which makes up the stage set, look like they are made out of clouds. A bright lamp sets on a stand shining on the globe. Large doors are set into the walls on the left and right sides of the stage. Allah is dressed in a brown robe, white turban, and a black beard. Jehovah is dressed in a red robe, white beard and hair with Devil and Jesus puppets on his hands . Allah and Jehovah begin pushing and arguing with each other in front of the globe.
Allah: (shoves Jehovah) Stop it! Its my turn to play with it!
Jehovah: (shoves Allah back) No, Its still my turn!
Allah: (points to the globe) I have to take care of my little guys, I just put them on there last Month!
Jehovah: Well I have had my guys on there for a year now and I have to tell them what to do!
Allah: But your guys never listen to you, at least my guys do what I say!
Jehovah:(shoving Allah, shouting) But all you do is blow up all your guys with firecrackers!
Allah: (half crying, beginning to shout) I’m not telling them to do that! They are doing that on their own and I need to stop them!
The door on stage left opens and Mother Nature enters dressed in a long dress covered with flowers, her multi-colored red, green, yellow, and blue hair done up in a bun, lined with wildflowers carrying a basket of laundry.
Mother Nature: (putting down the basket and turning towards the fighting children, wagging her finger, scolding) Allah, Jehovah, both of you need to stop fighting and play nice with the world. If you can’t I am going to have to put it back in Grandpa’s room again.
Allah and Jehovah: (Stop pushing each other and lower their heads, remorsefully) We’re sorry.
Mother Nature: (relaxing a bit) Now that’s better. It’s a big world, you both can play on it nicely. And take those costumes off! You look silly.
Allah: (beginning to whine and protest) But Mooom, the little guys on there like it when we dress like this!
Jehovah:(also whining) Yeah Mom, they really like it. Seems like it makes them happier.
Mother Nature: (laughing) Oh, okay then, but be very careful with it. (Walks over to the globe and looks in at it) Yuck, its starting to get kind of dirty and nasty in there, might have to get your Grandpa to clean it sometime here.
Jehovah: (looking sad) Yeah, ever since Aries stuck his chemistry set in there last week, its been getting dirtier and dirtier in there.
Mother Nature: (looking concerned) Well, I better get Grandpa to do something about it soon. All of your little humans are wrecking it and destroying everything that we built in it.
Allah: (scrunching up his nose, sarcastically) What can Grandpa do? All he ever does with it is fart and sneeze on it. And he shakes it around sometimes.
Jehovah: Yeah Mom, the little humans really hate it when Grandpa sneezes or shakes it. They all start to panic and run around screaming.
Mother Nature: Well, Grandpa can be a little rough with it sometimes, but no one knows more about it than he does. After all he is the one that made it.
Allah and Jehovah: (jaws dropping, a look of shock and awe on their faces) Really?
Mother Nature: Yes, really. He made it a very, very long time ago and gave it to me when I was a little girl.
Allah and Jehovah: (A look of wonder on their faces) Wow!
Mother Nature: I played with it for a very long time growing up. I made all these pretty plants and animals and little creatures that lived on it. (Looking away wistfully) When I was in college, I went through this phase where I made these large, strange looking animals that were always fighting and eating each other. Oh those were fun times. (She begins laughing, then regains her composure) But anyway, I had it for a long time and made most of the little creatures that still live in there.
Jehovah: So those weird skeletons in there were from what you made a long time ago?
Mother Nature: Yep, they were great little creatures. (Looks inside the globe with, her voice saddening) Unfortunately, I accidentally dropped the globe on the ground and most of them died.
Allah: (looking over at Jehovah and sticking his tongue out at him) And you kept telling your guys that YOU made it and that all those little skeletons were just fakes.
Jehovah: (Getting angry and looking nervously at Mother Nature) No I didn’t! They just assumed that I made it and I thought that one of my brothers made those little skeletons to scare the little humans.
Mother Nature: (smiling gently) Oh don’t worry about it. All your brothers told those little human things the same thing when they had it.
Allah: So all of our brothers and sisters had it after you grew up?
Mother Nature: That’s right. Eventually they all outgrew it and it got handed it down to the younger ones.
Jehovah: Yeah, Odin and Zeus gave me their little humans to play with a couple weeks ago.
Allah: (turning towards Jehovah angrily) No they didn’t! You just stole them and had all your humans take them over!
Jehovah: (shoving Allah angrily) No I didn’t!
Mother Nature: (stepping between them) Alright you two knock it off and settle down. Now Jehovah, did you take your brothers pet humans without their permission?
Jehovah: No mom, I didn’t take them, they gave them to me I swear!
Allah: But Moooom, Jehovah is lying (stomps foot and begins pouting).
Jehovah: (angrily shouting) No I’m Not! You can ask them yourself!
Mother Nature: Alright you two, settle down. (She turns towards the door and shouts) ODIN, ZEUS, could you come into the living room for a minute.
Allah and Jehovah continue to give each other dirty looks as Mother Nature keeps them
separated. After a few moments, two large teenagers come bursting through the door stage left. Odin is dressed in a horned helm wearing a t-shirt with a hammer on it. Zeus is dressed in a toga, but also wears a t-shirt with a lightning bolt on it. As they enter they toss a large rock back and forth between them.
Zeus: (tossing the rock over to Odin, who catches it) Whatcha need mom?
Mother Nature: Zeus, Odin, did you two give your little humans to Jehovah to play with?
Zeus: Nah, I haven’t played with those silly little creatures on that old thing for a long time. I’m actually glad to see that Jehovah kept playing with them. I just assumed that they had just died off or something.
Odin: (throwing the rock back at Zeus who barely catches it) Yeah, I gave my little humans to him. He kept bugging me about them when I used to play with them. And since I hadn’t done anything with them for a long time, so I let him have them.
Mother Nature: (looking concerned) Okay, thanks boys and STOP playing catch in the house, both of you know better than that!
Zeus: (throwing the rock back at Odin who catches it again) Oh relax mom, we’ll be careful. Besides the house is made of clouds, what can happen?
Mother Nature: (scolding) Well take it outside anyway! (She turns towards Jehovah) And you young man, you didn’t get permission to play with Zeus’s humans, so you need to share some of them with your brother!
Zeus and Odin continue to play catch in the background behind the globe slowly making their way to the door stage right.
Jehovah: (whining) But mom, my guys don’t like his guys! They always fight with each other!
Allah: That’s cause you are always telling them to attack my guys!
Jehovah: No I don’t!
As they near the door, Odin throws the rock towards Zeus with a lot of force. Zeus misses it and a loud CRASH is heard.
Odin: Uh Oh!
Zeus: (shamefully looking over his shoulder as he turns around and winces) Sorry mom.
Allah and Jehovah: (looks of terror come across their face as they look at the globe) AHHHH!!
Jehovah: Mom! The world is broken
Allah: (crying, pointing at the globe) All of our little humans are running around screaming.
Jehovah: (a concerned look on his face) And it looks like a lot of them are dying!
Mother Nature: (rushing over to the globe) There, there, it’s going to be okay. The damage to it doesn’t look too bad. Odin, run and go get Grandpa.
Odin: (He begins to run out of the room through the left stage door) Sure mom, I’ll get him right away!
Zeus: I’m really sorry Mom, do you think Grandpa can fix it?
Allah: (sniffling) Can Grandpa fix it?
Mother Nature: (placing her hand on Allah’s shoulder comforting him) Oh don’t worry, Things like this have happened before lots of times and Grandpa has managed to fix it every time.
Jehovah: (a look of concern on his face as he looks into the globe) But what about all the little humans living in there? They’ll be okay, won’t they mom?
Mother Nature: (kneels down) I’m not sure son, but hopefully they will be able to survive. But your Grandpa and I will do what we can to repair it and hopefully some of the humans will be left afterwards. (She hugs Jehovah and Allah)
Odin rushes back into the room , slowly followed by an ancient looking old man with a really long flowing white beard and hair, dressed in a blue robe with little white shapes all over it.
Mother Nature: Dad, the world got broken again. Do you think you can fix it?
Grandpa: (slowly walks over to the globe and looks it over carefully up and down) Eh, leave it alone for a couple of weeks and it’ll be just fine. It does a good job of repairing itself without all of you messing with it all the time. That’s the problem with all you young whippersnappers, ya just can’t leave anything alone!
Jehovah: (A shocked, confused look on his face) But Grandpa, what about the little humans iving on it?
Grandpa: (leaning forward, looking deeply into the globe) Oh, are those things still around? Eh, don’t worry, they’re a lot tougher and smarter than they appear to be. A few of them should survive, but most of them won’t make it. Its just the way things go. Next time be more careful with it! Its not like worlds grow on trees ya know!
Grandpa wanders off towards the left stage door continuing to mutter to himself as he leaves. The rest of the family just stand there with a look of shock and confusion on their face.
The Divine Play
Characters:
Allah, the bratty little brother, always fighting with his brothers.
Jehovah, Slightly older brother of Allah, a little more level headed, but still rather bratty.
Mother Nature, the mother of the kids and the voice of reason, level headed.
Zeus, Older teenage son of Mother Nature, high spirited and active
Odin, Slightly younger teenage son of Mother Nature, aggressive and careless at times.
Grandpa, Ancient and slightly senile patriarch of the family.
Scene: ALLAH and JEHOVAH are standing in front a large 6'ft diameter globe that sits in the middle of a large room. The walls and floor of the room which makes up the stage set, look like they are made out of clouds. A bright lamp sets on a stand shining on the globe. Large doors are set into the walls on the left and right sides of the stage. Allah is dressed in a brown robe, white turban, and a black beard. Jehovah is dressed in a red robe, white beard and hair with Devil and Jesus puppets on his hands . Allah and Jehovah begin pushing and arguing with each other in front of the globe.
Allah: (shoves Jehovah) Stop it! Its my turn to play with it!
Jehovah: (shoves Allah back) No, Its still my turn!
Allah: (points to the globe) I have to take care of my little guys, I just put them on there last Month!
Jehovah: Well I have had my guys on there for a year now and I have to tell them what to do!
Allah: But your guys never listen to you, at least my guys do what I say!
Jehovah:(shoving Allah, shouting) But all you do is blow up all your guys with firecrackers!
Allah: (half crying, beginning to shout) I’m not telling them to do that! They are doing that on their own and I need to stop them!
The door on stage left opens and Mother Nature enters dressed in a long dress covered with flowers, her multi-colored red, green, yellow, and blue hair done up in a bun, lined with wildflowers carrying a basket of laundry.
Mother Nature: (putting down the basket and turning towards the fighting children, wagging her finger, scolding) Allah, Jehovah, both of you need to stop fighting and play nice with the world. If you can’t I am going to have to put it back in Grandpa’s room again.
Allah and Jehovah: (Stop pushing each other and lower their heads, remorsefully) We’re sorry.
Mother Nature: (relaxing a bit) Now that’s better. It’s a big world, you both can play on it nicely. And take those costumes off! You look silly.
Allah: (beginning to whine and protest) But Mooom, the little guys on there like it when we dress like this!
Jehovah:(also whining) Yeah Mom, they really like it. Seems like it makes them happier.
Mother Nature: (laughing) Oh, okay then, but be very careful with it. (Walks over to the globe and looks in at it) Yuck, its starting to get kind of dirty and nasty in there, might have to get your Grandpa to clean it sometime here.
Jehovah: (looking sad) Yeah, ever since Aries stuck his chemistry set in there last week, its been getting dirtier and dirtier in there.
Mother Nature: (looking concerned) Well, I better get Grandpa to do something about it soon. All of your little humans are wrecking it and destroying everything that we built in it.
Allah: (scrunching up his nose, sarcastically) What can Grandpa do? All he ever does with it is fart and sneeze on it. And he shakes it around sometimes.
Jehovah: Yeah Mom, the little humans really hate it when Grandpa sneezes or shakes it. They all start to panic and run around screaming.
Mother Nature: Well, Grandpa can be a little rough with it sometimes, but no one knows more about it than he does. After all he is the one that made it.
Allah and Jehovah: (jaws dropping, a look of shock and awe on their faces) Really?
Mother Nature: Yes, really. He made it a very, very long time ago and gave it to me when I was a little girl.
Allah and Jehovah: (A look of wonder on their faces) Wow!
Mother Nature: I played with it for a very long time growing up. I made all these pretty plants and animals and little creatures that lived on it. (Looking away wistfully) When I was in college, I went through this phase where I made these large, strange looking animals that were always fighting and eating each other. Oh those were fun times. (She begins laughing, then regains her composure) But anyway, I had it for a long time and made most of the little creatures that still live in there.
Jehovah: So those weird skeletons in there were from what you made a long time ago?
Mother Nature: Yep, they were great little creatures. (Looks inside the globe with, her voice saddening) Unfortunately, I accidentally dropped the globe on the ground and most of them died.
Allah: (looking over at Jehovah and sticking his tongue out at him) And you kept telling your guys that YOU made it and that all those little skeletons were just fakes.
Jehovah: (Getting angry and looking nervously at Mother Nature) No I didn’t! They just assumed that I made it and I thought that one of my brothers made those little skeletons to scare the little humans.
Mother Nature: (smiling gently) Oh don’t worry about it. All your brothers told those little human things the same thing when they had it.
Allah: So all of our brothers and sisters had it after you grew up?
Mother Nature: That’s right. Eventually they all outgrew it and it got handed it down to the younger ones.
Jehovah: Yeah, Odin and Zeus gave me their little humans to play with a couple weeks ago.
Allah: (turning towards Jehovah angrily) No they didn’t! You just stole them and had all your humans take them over!
Jehovah: (shoving Allah angrily) No I didn’t!
Mother Nature: (stepping between them) Alright you two knock it off and settle down. Now Jehovah, did you take your brothers pet humans without their permission?
Jehovah: No mom, I didn’t take them, they gave them to me I swear!
Allah: But Moooom, Jehovah is lying (stomps foot and begins pouting).
Jehovah: (angrily shouting) No I’m Not! You can ask them yourself!
Mother Nature: Alright you two, settle down. (She turns towards the door and shouts) ODIN, ZEUS, could you come into the living room for a minute.
Allah and Jehovah continue to give each other dirty looks as Mother Nature keeps them
separated. After a few moments, two large teenagers come bursting through the door stage left. Odin is dressed in a horned helm wearing a t-shirt with a hammer on it. Zeus is dressed in a toga, but also wears a t-shirt with a lightning bolt on it. As they enter they toss a large rock back and forth between them.
Zeus: (tossing the rock over to Odin, who catches it) Whatcha need mom?
Mother Nature: Zeus, Odin, did you two give your little humans to Jehovah to play with?
Zeus: Nah, I haven’t played with those silly little creatures on that old thing for a long time. I’m actually glad to see that Jehovah kept playing with them. I just assumed that they had just died off or something.
Odin: (throwing the rock back at Zeus who barely catches it) Yeah, I gave my little humans to him. He kept bugging me about them when I used to play with them. And since I hadn’t done anything with them for a long time, so I let him have them.
Mother Nature: (looking concerned) Okay, thanks boys and STOP playing catch in the house, both of you know better than that!
Zeus: (throwing the rock back at Odin who catches it again) Oh relax mom, we’ll be careful. Besides the house is made of clouds, what can happen?
Mother Nature: (scolding) Well take it outside anyway! (She turns towards Jehovah) And you young man, you didn’t get permission to play with Zeus’s humans, so you need to share some of them with your brother!
Zeus and Odin continue to play catch in the background behind the globe slowly making their way to the door stage right.
Jehovah: (whining) But mom, my guys don’t like his guys! They always fight with each other!
Allah: That’s cause you are always telling them to attack my guys!
Jehovah: No I don’t!
As they near the door, Odin throws the rock towards Zeus with a lot of force. Zeus misses it and a loud CRASH is heard.
Odin: Uh Oh!
Zeus: (shamefully looking over his shoulder as he turns around and winces) Sorry mom.
Allah and Jehovah: (looks of terror come across their face as they look at the globe) AHHHH!!
Jehovah: Mom! The world is broken
Allah: (crying, pointing at the globe) All of our little humans are running around screaming.
Jehovah: (a concerned look on his face) And it looks like a lot of them are dying!
Mother Nature: (rushing over to the globe) There, there, it’s going to be okay. The damage to it doesn’t look too bad. Odin, run and go get Grandpa.
Odin: (He begins to run out of the room through the left stage door) Sure mom, I’ll get him right away!
Zeus: I’m really sorry Mom, do you think Grandpa can fix it?
Allah: (sniffling) Can Grandpa fix it?
Mother Nature: (placing her hand on Allah’s shoulder comforting him) Oh don’t worry, Things like this have happened before lots of times and Grandpa has managed to fix it every time.
Jehovah: (a look of concern on his face as he looks into the globe) But what about all the little humans living in there? They’ll be okay, won’t they mom?
Mother Nature: (kneels down) I’m not sure son, but hopefully they will be able to survive. But your Grandpa and I will do what we can to repair it and hopefully some of the humans will be left afterwards. (She hugs Jehovah and Allah)
Odin rushes back into the room , slowly followed by an ancient looking old man with a really long flowing white beard and hair, dressed in a blue robe with little white shapes all over it.
Mother Nature: Dad, the world got broken again. Do you think you can fix it?
Grandpa: (slowly walks over to the globe and looks it over carefully up and down) Eh, leave it alone for a couple of weeks and it’ll be just fine. It does a good job of repairing itself without all of you messing with it all the time. That’s the problem with all you young whippersnappers, ya just can’t leave anything alone!
Jehovah: (A shocked, confused look on his face) But Grandpa, what about the little humans iving on it?
Grandpa: (leaning forward, looking deeply into the globe) Oh, are those things still around? Eh, don’t worry, they’re a lot tougher and smarter than they appear to be. A few of them should survive, but most of them won’t make it. Its just the way things go. Next time be more careful with it! Its not like worlds grow on trees ya know!
Grandpa wanders off towards the left stage door continuing to mutter to himself as he leaves. The rest of the family just stand there with a look of shock and confusion on their face.