So, soon I will be turning in a first draft of a Dramatic script, but I'm not entirely solid on what I want to write yet. I have a few ideas and here's one that I've started developing - the scene is between two people, a guy and a girl, on a date. This is no ordinary date, however, as the audience - and one of the datees - will soon find out. To help me, I've broken down the guy character into some details of "character" developing that we went over in class. It is as follows:
Name: Guy
Sex: M
Height/Weight: 6'0"/180 lbs.
Physical: Athletic
Age: 25
Religion: none
Education: Business School
Birthplace: Seattle, WA
Childhood home: Seattle, WA
Marital Status: Single
Favorite Food: Sushi
Hobbies: Polishing stones, Cleaning, Collecting State Quarters, Cooking, Shooting
Fears: none known
Pet Peeves: uncleanliness/untidiness
Criminal Record: clean
Choice of clothing: business-like, ironed and creased
Job: Cubicle job - handles taxes
Friends: no close friends
Pets: Chameleon
Just by his characteristics you may already see elements of his nature and how he might act. On my next post I may try to draw up some dialogue and try to assemble an interesting situation for the two characters!.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Marc and Ned con't . . .
This is a continuation from the previous writing so please read the last post before beginning this one!
(. . . Ned returns)
NED
So, I spotted a village a-ways off from here.
MARC
A village, really?! That's terrific! But . . . what were you doing with that caveboy, yonder?
NED
What, what caveboy?
MARC
You know, that boy you were off with . . . alone.
NED
What are you saying? We were just talking . . . if this was any of your business I would have told you. (He begins writing something down in a small notebook.)
MARC
What are you writing there?
NED
It's a sermon, I just get them periodically, whenever I spot a virgin.
MARC
(Doesn't believe him) Really? What's it about?
NED
Lactose Intolerance.
MARC
Well I'll tell you what I will not intolerate - this behavior! I'm trying to become a nun all right? You know, the "Sound of Music," the singing nuns? That's what I want to do.
NED
You know what, you're absolutely right, that is what we should do, we should become nuns!
MARC
Mmm, mmmm that's a good idea! German nuns! I always loved Germans.
NED
Actually, I was thinking French nuns.
MARC
No, no, no we can't do that, I don't . . . the whole armpit hair thing.
NED
No, actually as nuns I think they are required to shave.
MARC
Oh, really? Really?
NED
It is the only way we can stop the rain from coming. The rain gods just barely told me so.
MARC
Oh, really. Then we can . . . sacrifice that caveboy of yours.
NED
(Quietly) No.
MARC
Why not?
NED
Because I love him.
MARC
WHAT??!? YOU CAN'T LOVE A BOY!!
NED
I AM A NUN I CAN LOVE WHOEVER I WANT!
MARC
Actually, I think you're thinking of something else . . .
TED
Aren't nuns like the one person that gives birth to a whole tribe of people?
MARC
No, no no no no - nuns are the people that take a vow of celery which means that you can't be intimate with anyone.
TED
Really? Hmm, so they're kind of like . . .
(Marc and Ted look at each other simultaneously)
MARC and TED
VIRGINS!!!
MARC
I have an idea! Let's go down to that village down there, check out the nuns situation, see what's going on down there, and once we are in there, we can steal two nuns, sacrifice them, and then replace them with ourselves!
TED
That is, that is . . . absolutely brilliant! That's like killing two birds with two stones! Maybe three stones . . . or is it four?
MARC
You know what, let's get three nuns! Just in case one of them dies on the way up the mountain, because nuns are weak and frail, old and brittle, that's why they need us to be nuns because we're durable and long-lasting like those breath mints I don't know what they are but they are good and last long!
TED
Yes! Let us depart and steal us some virgin nun people! Tally HO!
END SCENE 2
SCENE 3
(Marc and Ned coming upon a village)
MARC
Hmm, that was a rough run, I think I pulled my hammy.
NED
Well, we're finally in the village.
MARC
So, it that a monastery, mortuary . . . maybe morbituary?
NED
Yes! Morbituary sounds right. Here, look they are coming . . . no, wait. Holy Aunt Jemima's Spatula, those are, those are, giant skunks with human faces!
MARC
Um, no I don't think those are skunks . . . I think that's what nuns look like.
NED
No, no, we - there's no time! Don't you know what giant skunk people do?! Suck your soul out wiht a straw . . .
MARC
You're ridiculous, you big bag of stupid, look those are - oh, oh my, those really are giant skunk people! Let's get out of here!
(Marc and Ned high tail it back to the mountain.)
END SCENE 3
SCENE 4
NED
Another fruitless endeavor!
MARC
Please, don't bring up the fruit again . . .
NED
Well, at least we made it back!
MARC
Great, but what do we have to show for it?! Now we have no nuns and no virgins at all! We're gonna die up here, game over! Game over, man! Wait, what's that you've got bundled in your arms there?
NED
Uhh . . . it's uhhh . . . toaster.
MARC
That's not a toaster, why that's a . . .(grabs it violently) THE CAVEBOY!
NED
NO! Give him back! He came to me . . . he came to me! (takes him back)
MARC
He has to be sacrificed!!! (grabs the caveboy) IN THE NAME OF ALLAH!!! (as he hurls the caveboy off the cliff)
NED
Nooooo! You - you - THREW HIM LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!
MARC
It was necessary . . .
NED
Necessary?? You shed the innocent blood of a young, vulnerable, and incredibly handsome caveboy and call it necessary?! You know what I call it? Blatant homosapianism, you overgrown burger Nazi!
MARC
Homosapianism? I do not like cats!
NED
I do! They're like furry little people . . .
MARC
That didn't even make any sense . . . look! The first rule of nunningness is that sacrifice brings forth abundant blessings, and if you can't accept that then that means you really, really, really, SUCK!
NED
I don't want to be a nun anymore! I want to be a priest! That way I can love my caveboy unconditionally - but now I can't because he's dead! And you killed him and that'd be really weird to love a dead caveboy, I mean that's just sick.
MARC
It's okay . . . according to our varying religious beliefs he will be reincarnated as a wonderful butterfly.
NED
Yes . . .and I will find him, and take care of him . . . like he's my own little insect child with wings.
MARC
That's poetic, did you get that from Shakespeare?
NED
No, Shakespeare stole that from me - stupid fat phony!
(Thunder crackling overhead, lightning flashes)
MARC
NO! The storm! It's still coming! But . . .but . . . we made the sacrifice! We did everything we were supposed to! And still . . . this is how the gods repay us?! Our whole religion is wrong!
NED
Hold me . . . (they hold each other)
MARC
Do you think the rain gods really exist?
NED
I have doubts, I have such doubts . . .
END SCENE 4
END OF PLAY
(This play is dedicated to Alex Barlow, who was my little caveboy when I needed him.)
NED
So, I spotted a village a-ways off from here.
MARC
A village, really?! That's terrific! But . . . what were you doing with that caveboy, yonder?
NED
What, what caveboy?
MARC
You know, that boy you were off with . . . alone.
NED
What are you saying? We were just talking . . . if this was any of your business I would have told you. (He begins writing something down in a small notebook.)
MARC
What are you writing there?
NED
It's a sermon, I just get them periodically, whenever I spot a virgin.
MARC
(Doesn't believe him) Really? What's it about?
NED
Lactose Intolerance.
MARC
Well I'll tell you what I will not intolerate - this behavior! I'm trying to become a nun all right? You know, the "Sound of Music," the singing nuns? That's what I want to do.
NED
You know what, you're absolutely right, that is what we should do, we should become nuns!
MARC
Mmm, mmmm that's a good idea! German nuns! I always loved Germans.
NED
Actually, I was thinking French nuns.
MARC
No, no, no we can't do that, I don't . . . the whole armpit hair thing.
NED
No, actually as nuns I think they are required to shave.
MARC
Oh, really? Really?
NED
It is the only way we can stop the rain from coming. The rain gods just barely told me so.
MARC
Oh, really. Then we can . . . sacrifice that caveboy of yours.
NED
(Quietly) No.
MARC
Why not?
NED
Because I love him.
MARC
WHAT??!? YOU CAN'T LOVE A BOY!!
NED
I AM A NUN I CAN LOVE WHOEVER I WANT!
MARC
Actually, I think you're thinking of something else . . .
TED
Aren't nuns like the one person that gives birth to a whole tribe of people?
MARC
No, no no no no - nuns are the people that take a vow of celery which means that you can't be intimate with anyone.
TED
Really? Hmm, so they're kind of like . . .
(Marc and Ted look at each other simultaneously)
MARC and TED
VIRGINS!!!
MARC
I have an idea! Let's go down to that village down there, check out the nuns situation, see what's going on down there, and once we are in there, we can steal two nuns, sacrifice them, and then replace them with ourselves!
TED
That is, that is . . . absolutely brilliant! That's like killing two birds with two stones! Maybe three stones . . . or is it four?
MARC
You know what, let's get three nuns! Just in case one of them dies on the way up the mountain, because nuns are weak and frail, old and brittle, that's why they need us to be nuns because we're durable and long-lasting like those breath mints I don't know what they are but they are good and last long!
TED
Yes! Let us depart and steal us some virgin nun people! Tally HO!
END SCENE 2
SCENE 3
(Marc and Ned coming upon a village)
MARC
Hmm, that was a rough run, I think I pulled my hammy.
NED
Well, we're finally in the village.
MARC
So, it that a monastery, mortuary . . . maybe morbituary?
NED
Yes! Morbituary sounds right. Here, look they are coming . . . no, wait. Holy Aunt Jemima's Spatula, those are, those are, giant skunks with human faces!
MARC
Um, no I don't think those are skunks . . . I think that's what nuns look like.
NED
No, no, we - there's no time! Don't you know what giant skunk people do?! Suck your soul out wiht a straw . . .
MARC
You're ridiculous, you big bag of stupid, look those are - oh, oh my, those really are giant skunk people! Let's get out of here!
(Marc and Ned high tail it back to the mountain.)
END SCENE 3
SCENE 4
NED
Another fruitless endeavor!
MARC
Please, don't bring up the fruit again . . .
NED
Well, at least we made it back!
MARC
Great, but what do we have to show for it?! Now we have no nuns and no virgins at all! We're gonna die up here, game over! Game over, man! Wait, what's that you've got bundled in your arms there?
NED
Uhh . . . it's uhhh . . . toaster.
MARC
That's not a toaster, why that's a . . .(grabs it violently) THE CAVEBOY!
NED
NO! Give him back! He came to me . . . he came to me! (takes him back)
MARC
He has to be sacrificed!!! (grabs the caveboy) IN THE NAME OF ALLAH!!! (as he hurls the caveboy off the cliff)
NED
Nooooo! You - you - THREW HIM LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!
MARC
It was necessary . . .
NED
Necessary?? You shed the innocent blood of a young, vulnerable, and incredibly handsome caveboy and call it necessary?! You know what I call it? Blatant homosapianism, you overgrown burger Nazi!
MARC
Homosapianism? I do not like cats!
NED
I do! They're like furry little people . . .
MARC
That didn't even make any sense . . . look! The first rule of nunningness is that sacrifice brings forth abundant blessings, and if you can't accept that then that means you really, really, really, SUCK!
NED
I don't want to be a nun anymore! I want to be a priest! That way I can love my caveboy unconditionally - but now I can't because he's dead! And you killed him and that'd be really weird to love a dead caveboy, I mean that's just sick.
MARC
It's okay . . . according to our varying religious beliefs he will be reincarnated as a wonderful butterfly.
NED
Yes . . .and I will find him, and take care of him . . . like he's my own little insect child with wings.
MARC
That's poetic, did you get that from Shakespeare?
NED
No, Shakespeare stole that from me - stupid fat phony!
(Thunder crackling overhead, lightning flashes)
MARC
NO! The storm! It's still coming! But . . .but . . . we made the sacrifice! We did everything we were supposed to! And still . . . this is how the gods repay us?! Our whole religion is wrong!
NED
Hold me . . . (they hold each other)
MARC
Do you think the rain gods really exist?
NED
I have doubts, I have such doubts . . .
END SCENE 4
END OF PLAY
(This play is dedicated to Alex Barlow, who was my little caveboy when I needed him.)
WELL, that's it! Hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to leave *constructive* comments!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Marc and Ned
This play idea is based on two characters a friend and I created in our Intro to Theatre class. I now hope to expand them into a 10-minute play idea. I don't really know proper play structure that well, but here's a draft I've been working on:
SCENE 1
(Marc is sitting on a rocky path leading up a mountainside. Ned comes running up the slope to his friend.)
NED
I have something to tell you.
MARC
What, my friend, what news from the north?
NED
A storm is brewing.
MARC
Really . . what kind of storm?
NED
What do you mean, what kind of storm? One with lightning, rain, dark clouds . . you know, the usual.
MARC
I picked the wrong day not to bring my umbrella.
NED
It’s okay, we will go to the top of the mountain and construct some sort of shelter out of fig leaves and bark.
MARC
Right, like Pippen always said "the closer you are to danger the further you are to harm."
NED
Pippen really said that?
MARC
Either Pippen or Aristotle, maybe Gandalf . . . or something like that - anyway! To the top of the mountain?
END SCENE 1
SCENE 2
(The top of the mountain.)
MARC
You idiot! There is no bark and there are no fig leaves, or leaves, or fruit of any kind up here. What are we going to do now?
NED
We can do a rain dance . . .to make it NOT rain?
MARC
YES, but we’ll have to sacrifice a virgin to appease the rain gods.
NED
Where are we going to find a virgin . . . ?
(Ned and Marc babble over top one another, the only discernible thing that comes out is that neither of them are virgins, or at least they want the other to think that.)
MARC
All right, well it’s obvious we’re not going to find a virgin here, so I’ll start building an altar, out of stones and stuff, like Moses, and you . . . go find us a virgin.
NED
O-o-okay, if there’s one thing I’m good at it’s spotting virgins.
(Ned leaves to find a virgin as Marc begins to construct an altar. While he is building, Marc notices something suspicious off in the direction Ned left, but continues building until Ned returns.)
That's all for now! I'll continue to add more and it gets better! The best is yet to come . . . :)
So, this is my writing blog, not an official-journal-of-my-life blog!
Hey, so as it says, for an Intro to Writing class I have created this blog and hope to get many joyful hours within it to produce some of my very own "heartbreaking works of staggering genius":P. Kudos to you if you have any idea about what I'm talking about. I plan to make my first writing entry later today.
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