Lights come up on a messy office. Papers are scattered around and ONDY can be seen typing insanely fast on his laptop.
Ondy: You know what. Fuck this paper. I'm on spring break...NOW. [slams laptop closed and grabs jacket and chinese food. Exits stage right]
The stage is empty for 10 seconds. The door opens and in walks Ondy. He sits back down, opens his laptop and continues typing.
"Our impartiality is kept for abstract merit and demerit, which none of us ever saw." - George Eliot (Mary Anne Evans)
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Prelude to an Idea
March 10th 2010. The stage is almost bare with the exception of a single standing microphone and a large boom box right behind it. A large button on top of the is magically pushed down and (music begins to play)
It is the 5 Stairsteps' golden hit "O-o-h Child". The lights come up the music stops and
Ent. Ondy
Ondy: (in the microphone)He's conceited-
His naive narcicism is his favorite game to play in the mirror
and it jeers him because underneath there is nothing but satan blatantly tainting the trachea
voicing boasts and brags continuously and strenuously buzzing the listeners ears and mind
causing them to realize
the bastard is dastardly good at being beautifully hideous.
Because seriously he's an angel of versatility
His heart is full of passion his soul? Virility
So while you lament your moans and sighs of deprived deprivation
Remember that this boy is a man of dreams and elevation
-He's conscious.
Ondy leaves the microphone and is just about to exit the stage. He stops and looks back at the boombox. The button is magically pressed again and the music continues...
Lights Down.
It is the 5 Stairsteps' golden hit "O-o-h Child". The lights come up the music stops and
Ent. Ondy
Ondy: (in the microphone)He's conceited-
His naive narcicism is his favorite game to play in the mirror
and it jeers him because underneath there is nothing but satan blatantly tainting the trachea
voicing boasts and brags continuously and strenuously buzzing the listeners ears and mind
causing them to realize
the bastard is dastardly good at being beautifully hideous.
Because seriously he's an angel of versatility
His heart is full of passion his soul? Virility
So while you lament your moans and sighs of deprived deprivation
Remember that this boy is a man of dreams and elevation
-He's conscious.
Ondy leaves the microphone and is just about to exit the stage. He stops and looks back at the boombox. The button is magically pressed again and the music continues...
Lights Down.
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