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Post by Isadora Is a Door on Oct 31, 2013 2:06:33 GMT -5
*like*
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Post by Sixteen on Oct 31, 2013 6:47:29 GMT -5
Anka looks out the window of her mansion that somehow Pen was able to buy for them.
In My Life
Anka: In my life There are so many things I believe that people think are wrong. In my life There are times when I wonder if There’ll come a time when I truly belong. But he waits In the world that I long to see Out of reach Just a whisper away, waiting for me.
Does he know I’m alive, do I know if he’s real? Does he see what I saw, does he feel what I feel? In my life I’m no longer alone now the love of my life is so near Find me now, find me here.
Mister M and Piper approach the garden from the other end of the stage.
Mister M: In my life She has burst like a booper of yarn and with hair like the sun And my life seems to stop as if something is over But something has barely begun. Sherry Ann, you’re the one who has brought me here. Thanks to you, I can finally love and my Anka is near! And I soar through a world that is new, that is free –
Piper: Every word that he says is a dagger in me. In my life Never wanted to be anywhere Anywhere where he is In a while, I will leave.
Both: In my life There is someone who touches my life.
Mister M: Can it be?
Piper: Where is Bee?
Piper leaves to look for her BFF, as Mister M approaches Anka at the window. They sing a gooey love song and it’s cute I guess. But suddenly there’s a loud noise and Paranoid Pen Valpen thinks that they’re under attack so he grabs Anka and a suitcase and tries to run to England.
One Day More
Pen: One day more. Another day, another lucky break. Just how much more of these scares can I take? I still have Anka by my side To England’s isle we now must ride. One day more.
Mister M: I did not live until today How can I live if we are parted?
Anka: Tomorrow you’ll be worlds away And yet with you my world has started.
Piper: One more day all on my own. One more day that I am daring To live life happy, alone And without a single care.
Willis: One more day before the storm. At the secret boards of freedom. When our posts begin to form Will you take your place with me? The time is now, the day is here!
Pen: One day more!
Dante: One more day to revolution No this simply cannot be. These dumb rebels have no notion What it’s like to oppose me!
BSam and Pandora: Watch ‘em run amok Catch ‘em as they fall. Help the rebels out It’s a free-for-all. Here we lend a hand There we lend a foot Most of ‘em are goners If we just stay put!
Revolutionaries: One day to a new beginning. (667 is our home.) Every man will be a king. (Every man will be a king.) There’s a forum for the winning. (There’s a forum to be won.) Do you hear the members sing?
Everybody sings in unison and it is glorious and beautiful just trust me.
All: Tomorrow we’ll discover what our 667 has in store. One more dawn One more day One day more!
The curtain goes down and Act I is over. Emma wipes a tear from her eye and steps outside the theatre.
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Post by BSam on Oct 31, 2013 7:07:23 GMT -5
Everybody sings in unison and it is glorious and beautiful just trust me.
Trust me too.
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Post by Charlie on Oct 31, 2013 9:31:13 GMT -5
Okay so I love how not in love with Mister SA is. Also, I love how you mentioned Bee's opera, your yarn booper line, Paranoid Pen Valpen, and I love everything, and also, sixteen, could you link me to every fic you've ever written before?
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Post by penne on Oct 31, 2013 12:24:43 GMT -5
"One day more" is the one that was really beautiful at first but then when they started singing it again in other parts of the movie it got annoying. But anyway, excellent as ever!
Also, BSam, I admire your dedication to this. I didn't think you'd actually do them all!
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Post by Sixteen on Oct 31, 2013 13:34:44 GMT -5
Everybody sings in unison and it is glorious and beautiful just trust me.
Trust me too. I know I said to trust me but everyone should listen to this because it's even better than I imagined and I'm the one who wrote it. Nice job on the backup lyrics, too. Okay so I love how not in love with Mister SA is. Also, I love how you mentioned Bee's opera, your yarn booper line, Paranoid Pen Valpen, and I love everything, and also, sixteen, could you link me to every fic you've ever written before? If you're in the mood for something festive try A Dark Avenue Carol. If you want a mystery try 667 Deadly Sins. *shameless plugs*
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Post by Rellim on Oct 31, 2013 19:21:06 GMT -5
I hope there's a chapter about Emma waiting in line for the restroom and getting a snack at concessions.
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Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on Nov 1, 2013 18:05:37 GMT -5
I hope there's a chapter about Emma waiting in line for the restroom and getting a snack at concessions. XD!!!!!! Nice installment, Sixteen. The scene between Anka and Mister M In my Life, is so touching (what more can I say, other than I've always been a sucker for romance?). However, I did find this line in particular very amusing: And I agree with Charlie; I, too, love how not in love Mister M and Sherry Ann/Piper are. XD By the way, BSam, I finally got around to listening to your recordings of the songs, and I've got to say they are marvelous! You have such a beautiful voice, and the emotion you put in to each song is just perfect. Thank you so much for sharing your talent with us.
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Post by Tryina Denouement on Nov 2, 2013 11:02:12 GMT -5
Well, this story is certainly interesting! I wish I can read the ending soon.
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Post by Sixteen on Nov 2, 2013 19:21:15 GMT -5
The next installment is going to be a doozy.
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Post by Teleram on Nov 2, 2013 19:28:49 GMT -5
Yay!
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Post by Sixteen on Nov 3, 2013 17:31:12 GMT -5
Act II
On My Own
Piper: And now I’m on my own again, That man is gone and chasing Anka. Does he consider me a friend? I can’t tell, he did not say “danke”. I don’t care anyway I now know how to spend my day.
Sometimes I walk alone at night While everybody else is sleeping. I research slang and Turkish words Which I then store for my safekeeping. I’m so content to be Alone but then I think of Bee.
On my own, pretending Bee’s beside me. All alone, I walk with her till morning. Without her, I feel her arms around me And when I lose my way I close my eyes and Bee has found me.
I recall the day we met in person It was at a time I could not worsen. In the darkness, she shone as bright as starlight And all I saw was her and me forever and forever.
But I know it’s only in my mind And I haven’t seen my friend in many years. And although she has been hard to find Still, I say, I will see her soon.
I love her but when the night is over She’s still gone, my lips begin to quiver Without her, the world around me’s stranger The Turkish words I cannot hear and all the slang’s a-changing.
I love her and everyday I’m learning All my life, for her my heart’s been yearning. Without me will her world keep on turning? Will she ever know happiness if I am dead and gone?
I love her I love her I love her But I am on my own.
Tragedy’s minions are patrolling the streets when they hear Piper’s voice. She is shot and fatally wounded. She lies dying in the street as rain begins to fall. At this point Emma considers leaving the theatre because what justice is there in the world but suddenly a figure approaches the spotlight. Bee has finally returned to 667 and just in the nick of time. She kneels down beside Piper and cradles her in her arms.
A Little Fall of Rain
Piper: Bee I can’t believe it’s you I was about to give up hope. I’m afraid I’ve not long left, I’m now at the end of my rope.
Bee: Sherry Ann, what’s wrong? There’s something wet upon your hair. Sherry Ann, you’re hurt, you need some help Oh God, it’s everywhere!
Piper: Don’t you fret, my dearest Bee. I don’t feel any pain A little fall of rain can hardly hurt me now. You’re here, that’s all I need to know. And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close And bees will help the flowers grow.
Bee: But you will live, Piper, dear God above! If I could heal your wounds with words of love –
Piper: Just hold me now and let it be. Shelter me, my bumblebee.
Bee: You would live a hundred years if I could show you how I won’t desert you now.
Piper: The rain can’t hurt me now. The rain will wash away what’s past. And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close And bees will help the flowers grow. Whatever sent you here at my behest I owe my thanks to so that I can rest A breath away from where you are. You’ve come home from so far.
Bee: So hush-a-bye, dear Sherry Ann You won’t feel any pain. A little fall of rain can hardly hurt you now. I’m here –
Piper: That’s all I need to know.
Bee: And I will stay with you Till you are sleeping.
Piper: And bees –
Bee: And bees –
Both: Will help the flowers –
Piper: ...
Bee: ...grow.
Bee closes her friend’s eyes. It becomes hard to tell raindrops from tears and the entire production needs to take an impromptu break because everyone is crying so much. The curtain falls and the 667ers hold each other for a moment.
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Post by BSam on Nov 3, 2013 19:08:53 GMT -5
glorious
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Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on Nov 3, 2013 19:31:51 GMT -5
Sixteen, I do believe this to be the most emotionally gripping chapter yet. Well done!
Oh, and I love the references to bees.
BSam, I'll be listening to your song version soon; I'm excited!
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Post by Charlie on Nov 4, 2013 5:21:16 GMT -5
Oh god. Buckets of tears. Tragedy is the worst. Also, I am loving those fics Sixteen! Are there any more?
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