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    First Post in this Forum!

    I thought I'd christen this new forum with the first act of a play I wrote which.... well, I don't want to give anything away. Enjoy. (sorry I didn't bother to add spacing or italics for action descriptions, maybe later).

    Fellowship of a man lost: The story of X




    ACT I
    X, Y, Z





    ACT I, scene i

    Y is seated on the sofa in the living room of a city apartment, watching TV. It is early in the afternoon on Saturday. X enters the room.

    X: I hafta go into town to find some clothes for tonight, ya wanna come with?
    Y: NO!!!!! DEAR GOD NO!
    X: Okay.
    Enter Z from opposite side of room
    Z: Whatr you guys up to?
    Y jumps from the couch
    Y: OH MY GOD! NOTHING!!!! NOTHING AT ALLLLLLL!!! (begins sobbing, then collapses on the floor)
    X: I was just about ta head downtown to pick up some new clothes for the ball tonight. Wanna come with?
    Z: Sure (sarcastically) Ive got nothin better ta do today.
    X: Oh yeah, I forgot about that thing ya had to do.
    Y lifts his head from the floor and looks at X
    Y: FORGET? HOW? HOW COULD YOU FORGET SUCH A THING?! HOW?!!!!
    X: Sorry. (addresses Z) Well I guess you should go take care of that while I go shopping. How bout we meet at Mickeys around six?
    Z: Sure. How bout you Y?
    Y: Of course, my friend (wipes tears from eyes) Of course.
    Y gets up and runs from the room.
    X: So Ill see you at six, then?
    Z: Yes, old friend, we will meet at six.
    Exit X
    Z: Yes, old friend, we shall meet at six. . . . and you will meet your doom!!!! MWA HA HA HA!
    Ominous music plays. Curtains close.


    ACT I, scene ii

    Old, dilapidated apartment of a drug dealer.

    Knock. Knock. Dealer opens the door.
    Dealer: Well, well, well. Back so soon?
    Enter Y
    Y: Yeah, I need some more stuff. Ya got the stuff.
    Dealer: Thats what Im here for. Come on in. Take a seat.
    Dealer walks over to a chest, unlocks it and pulls out a garbage bag. Opens the bag, pulls out another small, black, plastic bag. Takes a wad of cash from Y and hands him the bag. Y: Mind if I shoot up here.
    Dealer: Whatever.
    Y pulls out his needle kit, puts together the needle, and shoots up.
    Y: Ahhhhhh.
    Y collapses on the sofa. Curtains close

    ACT I, scene iii

    Downtown Plaza. After finishing his shopping, X sees a fortunetellers booth and decides to go in.

    Fortuneteller: Ahh, come in, come in and I will show you your fate.
    X sits down and the Fortuneteller looks into her crystal ball.
    Fortuneteller: Hmmmmm, very interesting.
    Ominous music plays, again. Curtains Close.

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    It's uh... very subtle and sophisticated. </sarcasm>

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    You know? Seriously, or are you just saying that?

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    That's a hell of a thing. One hell of a thing.

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    penny
    Guest
    Oh god help me...the realiizm ( I was compelled to make up a new word.)
    I am a playwright (Only as good as the last one I wrote and watched in horror as it was being performed.) Maniac have you a comic/cynical one-act in you? ...'cause I know you do.
    Writing plays beats up a whole different part of the cerebral matrix than any other writing form. It takes a gang of demented people with little else to do that gives live meaning, except give the boards a pound and utter the precious jewels the writer penned, like yours Maniac.
    "Z: Sure (sarcastically) Ive got nothin better ta do today.
    X: Oh yeah, I forgot about that thing ya had to do.
    Y lifts his head from the floor and looks at X
    Y: FORGET? HOW? HOW COULD YOU FORGET SUCH A THING?! HOW?!!!!
    I pop in because I am interested in this as a topic but it will have to be in some earthly language and context. Unless thats the nature of the play then lets dive on in. I love being dazzled an I'm already demented.
    penny[/quote]

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    I love being dazzled an I'm already demented.
    That's a hell of a thing. One hell of a thing.
    Ahh, I've finally found my audience. My people.

    Casey Jones: Let the luv-in begin. The sun blinds my eyes, besides.

    lets dive on in
    I have no life savers left. Be wewy, wewy caweful you cwazy wabbits.

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    Its cool
    Hasta La Victoria Siempre!

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