[open] it's not easy having yourself a good time

[tauborn]

Characters: Starfish Apocalypse members, old and new. Anyone else is free to drop by!
Location: The basement of the World's End
Rating: General
Time: May 31, 6pm
Description: The drama club finally gets its act together. Get it?





Takuto arrives just after 6:00 with Sasha in tow. There's been a few changes to some things, but hopefully it's nothing the Starfish Apocalypse can't overcome. Everyone just needs to get to know each other and then get to work!


(ooc: Remember the "guidelines" for the script can be found here, and that the theme is fishpuns. Changes since last rehearsal are in bold. Cast list is:
Westley/Westlake.......................................................................Takuto
Buttercup/Pufferfish...................................................................Sugata
Humperdinck/Humpackwhale....................................................Kaworu
Inigo Montoya/Ineelgo...............................................................Yamazaki
Count Rugen/Roegen, Impressive Clergyman/Minnowster........Kanji
Fezzik..???
Vizzini.......................................................................................Sasha
ROUS to be played by Bakura

Costumes by Kanji, set (and snacks!) by Bakura, and music by Shinji

Please put "character(s)| open/closed | brief description of scene or whatever else your character is doing" in the subject line of your posts! Ex. "Takuto + Sugata | Open | In the Fire Swamp")

Comments

[pregames]

If only Takuto knew how close he was to the truth. Closer than Atem in some way because he would never see it quite like that. And that, in part, was how he had come to such an impasse in the first place. As pharaoh, and an only child no less, it was a matter of culture. As far as he had been concerned, he didn't even have a choice.

Atem felt Takuto's gaze without really needing to meet it or even see it. It was tearing through him like brush fire and if the way could just be cleared then maybe some of this would make more sense. But the pharaoh knew better and when he finally conceded, Atem offered his friend a small smile.

"I can hardly find fault with such admirable intentions." In fact it would make him a hypocrite not to. However...

"You are wrong about names though. In Egypt, a name can be everything. A part of the whole that forms our soul. There is power in ones name and it can be a spell. Or a curse. The memories of that time and place are no different."

Unfortunately, there's no denying that such things belong to another world. Nor the gathering doubts inspired by such logic.

"Perhaps that does not mean much here. But even if I were to say something... There is someone else that deserves to hear it first." Ironically...

[tauborn]

He smiled a little bit, that the Pharaoh found his intentions honorable.

And he frowned, but remained respectful of how names in Egypt were apparently powerful. He didn't doubt what the Pharaoh said, of course, but his experience with names was a little different. His own father had gone by three (or five by some counts) and had remained the same horrible person despite it.

"I think who you are counts for a lot more than what you're called, but it's just an opinion." He raised and eyebrow and then shrugged. He was sure he wasn't going to get any more information out of the Pharaoh, and trying to push for it would likely only end in an argument of some sort. "Whenever you decide to talk about it, I do want to hear what you have to say, Pharaoh."

[pregames]

When Atem looked up again, there was a small measure of relief reflected in his eyes. He was used to this topic escalating to such a point of contention that it’s practically a foreign concept to have Takuto accept it, however temporarily. "Alright. I will remember that."

Somehow, that too was a relief. The weight of his memories where a burden he had chosen to bear. But that was before his world had been torn asunder and turned inside out and repackaged in a way he never could have expected. The pharaoh had to distance himself from everyone but Atem was no one special here and he was beginning to realize that he wanted nothing more than share the load if only for a little while. Share it with those he had come to accept him with or without it.

Deep down he knew it was only a matter of time before the floodgates burst.

"I promise."