 Auditing for Altheda or one of the other witches. ❅ Purple Lightsaber ❅| | Captain Sarcastic |
A side from from having to witness the whole blood painted thunderbird as she was reading the poster for the auditions she had being so excited about it. Getting to pick her monologue and practice it was so much fun.
Maybe she had found her true calling… acting… or maybe even writing.
Though choosing a monologue was half the fun. Once she had finally narrowed her choices down to two, yes she had a lot of monologue choices and most of them were from Shakespeare. She decided to translate it into a modern dialog. Just for the fun of it.
The Ravenclaw headed into the room of requirement, which had take form of an auditorium. She took a seat and waited for her turn to head up on stage. Clearing her throat as she moved to the center of the stage. ”I’m going to be performing a monologue from Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare.” She took a step back, looked down at the floor of the stage, and took deep breath.
”The more I suffer, the more spiteful he becomes. Did he marry me just to starve me?” She moved across the act as if she was talking to her dorm mates. Then she turned to professor and looked at the audience. Well did he?
”Beggars at my father’s door are given money as soon as they ask for it. And if they don’t find charity there, they find it someplace else.” She made an angry face, and flared her a arm around indicting some place else. She paused yeah people let that sink it. ”But I, who have never known how to beg and never had to beg, am starved for food, giddy with lack of sleep, kept awake with curses and fed with brawling.” She placed her hand on chest at the word I and shook her head as she said never. Then she put her hands on her stomach because she was so starved. Also she hopped showing she was giddy and yawned being silly with lack of sleep.
”And what irks me more than all these things is he does it in the name of true love,” She holds her hands up and does the quotation marks with her fingers at true love, Whatever that was. ”As though for me to eat or sleep would bring on fatal illness or sudden death.”
Faking fainting on the floor, quickly she set up and finished her last line. ”Please, go and get me something to eat. I don’t care what so long as it’s nutritious.” Begigng because she was hungry. She just wanted food… Now. She paused, looked down. End scene. She stood up and took her bow.
”Thank you, Professor Myers.” She smiled at the herbology professor and made her way off of the stage.
Thank goodness that was over, it so nerve wrecking. But Also soooo fun!
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