Open RP: Auditions!

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So as far as Geoffrey knew, his production of Twelfth Night was well under way. No, really -- despite it having been weeks since his posters had been altered, he had somehow entirely failed to notice that the people who were signed up for the play were, in fact, signed up for a completely different one. This meant he was probably due for something of a surprise, today.

He'd cleared a large space in the Great Hall and tacked up a sign that said "Auditions here!" which he figured was enough decor. Pulling up three chairs -- one for himself, one for his stage manager, and one for Oliver... wait, make that two chairs -- he slouched down into his seat, rolled up his sleeves, and waited for the first arrival.

((This is primarily for people who are auditioning, but if you missed the signup and want to participate in the play, now's your chance!

Edit: So I figured we'd do one thread for each character, and they could read a little monologue and chat with Geoffrey and Bun-Bun if they liked. And please, feel free to mention A Midsummer Night's Dream. A lot. Geoffrey still has no idea that's what he's actually supposed to be working on.))

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After all that, she didn't even want to perform? She didn't even want to fucking perform? He stared at her for a long moment, nearly as speechless as he'd been after her audition itself. "I..." He rubbed a hand over his face, wondering if he was having a bad dream. "You don't want to be in the play?" he asked weakly.

Thank God for Bun-Bun. He turned looked over to the rabbit and nodded faintly, looking a little ill. "Do whatever you can," he sighed, hiding his head in his arms.

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Bun-bun can't help but grin. Poor director man. He turns his attention back to the girl. "You any good with a hammer? Or a wand?"