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He was slightly nervous waiting for his turn to try out, because who wouldn't be? Theatre could be a very nerve-racking endeavor.
From what he could hear through the door, most people had gone with Shakespeare monologues. Not that he blamed them. The bard was a perfectly fine piece to try with. But this was going to make his audition stand out more. For good or bad, he'd just have to see.
Once his name was called, Ronan entered stage left and stopped centerstage with a smile. "Ronan Carter, trying out for Sir Luckless." After taking a few deep breaths to keep the nerves at bay, he let his expression fall into a kind of sad but contemplative look, his eyes straight forward as if he were addressing someone right in front of him, an urgent tone in his voice. "Clock strikes the hour and the sun begins to fade." He moved his right hand to his left arm and started picking at imaginary lint on his sleeve, casting his eyes downward. "Still enough time to figure out how to chase my blues away." His eyes looked straight forward again, an earnestness in them now, as if he was trying to convince himself of his words as much as the person he was talking to. He had a slight, sarcastic smirk too. "I've done alright up 'till now, the light of day shows me how." He dropped the slight smirk. "But when the night falls...," A quick pause for effect before he started again, now with his eyes watering slightly. ....my loneliness calls." He spoke now with more earnestness in his tone, some longing, maybe even some hope. "Oh, I wanna dance with somebody. I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Oh, I wanna dance with somebody, with somebody who loves me."
Another pause, and his face and tone went to wistful remembrance. "I've been in love and lost my senses, spinning through the town." His face and tone went back to contemplative and sad. Contemplative sadness. "Sooner or later, the fever ends and I wind up feeling down." He added a sense of urgent longing to his contemplative sadness. "I need a man who'll take a chance on a love that burns hot enough to last. So when the night falls, my lonely heart calls.
Oh, I wanna dance with somebody. I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Oh, I wanna dance with somebody, with somebody who loves me." His entire demeanor changed all of a sudden to a hopeful, questioning one. "Don'tcha wanna dance with me baby? Dontcha wanna dance with me boy? Hey, don'tcha wanna dance with me baby?"
His audition piece done, Ronan took another deep breath before giving Professor Myers a smile, a "Thank you." and exited stage right.
OOC: That, of course, was from I Wanna Dance With Somebody as sung by Whitney Houston and written by Shannon Rubicam and George Robert Merrill.
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