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- Witch King
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The SYM Theatre
I'm thinking about putting on a play, what do you think? Maybe we could do a classic piece, but adopt it for modern day SYM?
Maybe Hamlet.
I'll be the director.
You are the cast, or the back-stage crew. Auditions begin now. State your name, the character you'll be performing, and give a sample speech. Parts will be awarded for three things:
1) Complexity (Verbiage and conceptual) & "compellingnous" of monologue
2) Accuracy in portraying yourself or another SYMember as the character (with examples or quotes)
3) Humor & wit
Well?
Maybe Hamlet.
I'll be the director.
You are the cast, or the back-stage crew. Auditions begin now. State your name, the character you'll be performing, and give a sample speech. Parts will be awarded for three things:
1) Complexity (Verbiage and conceptual) & "compellingnous" of monologue
2) Accuracy in portraying yourself or another SYMember as the character (with examples or quotes)
3) Humor & wit
Well?
Come not between the Witch King and his prey, or he will not slay thee in thy turn, but will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the lidless Eye.
My name is Brink and I'll be portraying my dwarven friend Armadin
*while crouching and lifting right hand up* Ale!
*while crouching and lifting right hand up* Ale!
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- Witch King
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Hmm. I don't remember that from Hamlet. Would you refresh my memory please?
Come not between the Witch King and his prey, or he will not slay thee in thy turn, but will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the lidless Eye.
@Foul-It's not from Hamlet
Sorry, wrong audition

Sorry, wrong audition
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Seriously i think you are asking too much why don't you give us an example?Originally posted by Witch King:
<STRONG>I'm thinking about putting on a play, what do you think? Maybe we could do a classic piece, but adopt it for modern day SYM?
Maybe Hamlet.
I'll be the director.
You are the cast, or the back-stage crew. Auditions begin now. State your name, the character you'll be performing, and give a sample speech. Parts will be awarded for three things:
1) Complexity (Verbiage and conceptual) & "compellingnous" of monologue
2) Accuracy in portraying yourself or another SYMember as the character (with examples or quotes)
3) Humor & wit
Well?</STRONG>
I'd have to get drunk every night and talk about virility...And those Pink elephants I'd see.
Is this what you had in mind?:
Alas, poor Foul! I knew him, Weasel: a fellow
of infinite cruelty, of most excellent depravity: he hath
borne puffins on his back a thousand times; as always, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my bile rises at
it. Here hung those ***** that Gruntboy hath kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your spam now? your
flames? your songs? your Yvonne,
who you were wont to set on a table and ****? Not one
now, to mock Darkpoets grinning? Creating topic like mad?
Now get you to Lainy’s chamber, and tell her, let
her paint her makeup on an inch thick, to greet the Witchking she must
come; make her laugh at the smallness of his nether parts. Prithee, Weasel, tell
me one thing.
[ 07-11-2001: Message edited by: Waverly ]
Alas, poor Foul! I knew him, Weasel: a fellow
of infinite cruelty, of most excellent depravity: he hath
borne puffins on his back a thousand times; as always, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my bile rises at
it. Here hung those ***** that Gruntboy hath kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your spam now? your
flames? your songs? your Yvonne,
who you were wont to set on a table and ****? Not one
now, to mock Darkpoets grinning? Creating topic like mad?
Now get you to Lainy’s chamber, and tell her, let
her paint her makeup on an inch thick, to greet the Witchking she must
come; make her laugh at the smallness of his nether parts. Prithee, Weasel, tell
me one thing.
[ 07-11-2001: Message edited by: Waverly ]
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
- Witch King
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Waverly:
Most excellent, I knew I could count on *you*
Mr. Sleep: Go to hell.
Mr. Sleep: Go to hell.
Come not between the Witch King and his prey, or he will not slay thee in thy turn, but will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the lidless Eye.
O, I die, Witch King;
The potent spam quite o'er-crows my spirit:
I cannot live to hear the news from Game Banshee;
But I do prophesy the election lights
On Buck: he has my dying voice;
So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less,
Which have solicited. The rest is silence.
Dies
[ 07-12-2001: Message edited by: Kayless ]
The potent spam quite o'er-crows my spirit:
I cannot live to hear the news from Game Banshee;
But I do prophesy the election lights
On Buck: he has my dying voice;
So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less,
Which have solicited. The rest is silence.
Dies
[ 07-12-2001: Message edited by: Kayless ]
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Waverly and Kayless: ROFL
To spam, or not to spam: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of life without the board,
Or to take arms against the abstinence,
And by opposing end it? To stop this spam;
No more; and by a stop to say I end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural flames
That Waverly and Darkpoet delivers
--Soft you now!
The fair Buck Satan! Sir, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
To spam, or not to spam: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of life without the board,
Or to take arms against the abstinence,
And by opposing end it? To stop this spam;
No more; and by a stop to say I end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural flames
That Waverly and Darkpoet delivers
--Soft you now!
The fair Buck Satan! Sir, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
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