#Theater mistakes

[strawberryshortpace]

I don’t know what theater kid needs to hear it, but making a mistake (or multiple) on stage is not the end of the world and you don’t suck for it

Brought to you by the fact that today I saw Jeremy Jordan drop something on stage, break character mid song to go ‘woops’, and stumble over multiple lines in an official Broadway Production

[alice-ness]

leaf!!!!! leaf leaf leaf!!!

[fluffypigeonsandowls]

a little late but here it Goes, (This is gonna be a bit of an analysis of the trailer along with my thoughts)

first off, seeing the trailer I was genuinly hyped for it. To first get the kinda positive things out of the way, I genuinly loved the animation (like, the visuals in Some animated shots where pretty Nice) even though it looked off sometimes (unpopular opinion i know and i have a few unpopular ones for this still) and the Jokes in this trailer… meh. Like, I didn’t laugh or chuckle at the “I think i just smurfed my pants” joke, neither did i with the “I think i swallowed my gum” one or the guacamole one…. (It’s a little funnier in the translated version from the english trailer. Which made me chuckle a a Tiny bit. They don’t mention the guacamole too) dfrbjljofghoj. Some of the voices where decent even. Most of the characters looked really Nice ngl (EXCEPT FOR SERTAIN 2 WHICH MOST OF US IN THE DISCORD CHAT KNOW ABOUT 😭)

And I really hope they also give an IN UNIVERSE explanation on WHY the HELL papa’s brother is called KEN of all things and cmon… I genuinly feel bad for Ken, being like a recoloured clone of papa (with a… Tatoo?) and also, my first ever thought seeing ken of the first time was just… Why does he look like the papa smurf from the Cousin Smurfs from one of the little comics? YES, THIS ONE👇

There’s a little bit of info about them on the Wiki.

also, gargamel already had a twin brother too. HE WAS ALSO SHOWN IN THE COMICS- (hmmm ye…This really feels like the ‘long lost sibling trope’ that made people remind of trolls. Hkjrdtjhtjkhkj )

another character I feel kinda bad for by just existing, despite the funny memes: Influencer smurf…

YES, YES I know… it’s pretty weird of them to put an influencer smurf in there despite it not making sense AT ALL. They could have put any other smurf in his place and everything would have been alright. (Though I am also kinda… how do i put this… Glad (?) That it’s thanks to influencer that the trailer of this movie is getting a lot of attention.

Also, again about the voices… Even though we didn’t hear all of them… just gonna say, I like moxie’s voice, that of the villians are alright too I guess, Hefty’s voice is also pretty good not gonna lie. But… I’ll have to get used to Some of the voices, like Ken, Papa and smurfette….

speaking of smurfette too. Some of us I think are pretty tired of having her as the lead. At least it’s alongside another smurf though.

Also, I see no one talking about those Fluffy little creature- thingies and the turtle (they’re most likely there for the ‘marketable plushies’ thing. Though the fuzzy creatures do have a relevant plot thing going on it looks like?

And I do also think by seeing the 2 different trailers (one of em being translated and the other just being the english version) that this guy👇

Is gonna be like the little sidekick of gargamel, being that i saw this Guy help the villains in a way? Idk hjgdiorhoigrh I’m just analizing a bit-

and then there is the book character schat shows up for a few seconds in one of the trailers nukdrgghkughiu

and then there’s this smurf-

I wonder who that is gonna be…

Also: Azrael is gonna have wings at Some point! And Gargamel is gonna…work with the Smurfs maybe ???

ANOTHER THING: the life-action thing threw me off not gonna lie. It just… doesn’t fit… ;-; AND ON TOP OF THAT it’s like 2011 and 2013 all over again, just with less ‘uncanny’ designs for the blue beans (and despite the shading the animation models just look off in the ‘life action’ scenes…) They AGAIN go to the ‘REAL’ world, they AGAIN go to paris (speaking of paris, WHY AGAIN PARIS?! Please, if you Guys let the blue beans go to our world again, AT LEAST IT COULD HAVE BEEN IN BELGIUM,RIGHT? 👁️👁️ partially to let it not be a deja-vu to the 2011 and 2013 movies entirely… like...PLEASE?! 😞) AND HOW DOES SMURFETTE KNOW THEY’RE IN PARIS? I’m begging at this point for an explanation to be in the movie. This kinda feels like a continuation of the life-action CGI movies khdfgjhoigjoi (more refrence to those movies! :/)

like most might have pointed out already, it feels like a fanfiction that somehow managed to be shown on the big screens.

I had high hopes for this film in the beginning, they lowered a bit thanks to things that where kinda being shown as spoilers in the discord chat, before the trailer was out (I’m looking at you sertain 2 characters) and i now set low expectations for it too… I don’t think I’m gonna see the movie in theaters… but i’ll try to give it a chance despite the bad stuff…

And I’m not gonna see this movie as something that’s canon in the Smurfs universe. I’m sorry but this… it’s sad… and i feel kinda bad that it turned out this way…

most of us collectively agree that Lost Village is still peak till this day. Me included 🥹

now excuse me I’m gonna cry in a corner and appreciate some screenshots of Hefty smurf from Both trailers

[aweebshitdrawings]

Had people give me things to draw while I worked yesterday (can get really slow at my job) most of these were actually from my team lead at work lol

[filmbroandy]

The miracle is accomplished. Garlands for the conqueror. Tributes for the prince. Flowers for the man.

I always found the lighting during the beach scene at Aqaba really romantic.

[luvdegreen]

I'm presenting my end-of-year project based on the work "Rebecca".

I'm including with the animation (which I hope hasn't lost too much of its quality with Tumblr), the file (in its original language = French) with the steps from start to finish. PS: if you need a translation, you can always dm me!

The rule (given by my school) of this animation was to animate and give life to an object. I decided to animate an origami boat (representing Mrs Danvers) which decides to let itself sink to find Rebecca in death (representing the sea).

Please be gentle with me; this is the first time I've used this animation technique. I know the animation has a few problems with rhythm and transitions, but I'm still proud of what I can show you. @gwouinaelle Thank you for your help and advice ♥ @aliesafenlock Thank you for following the animation process with me :)

[chicago-geniza]

Oh my fucking Gd I was like where did this literary fashion come from where a character is given half a German name and half an Italian name for bizarre Mediterranean orientalism and sex appeal, did it come from the Grand Tour or the Napoleonic Wars or the wars of unification and the Crimean War or what. ANYWAY. Giacomo Meyerbeer my brother I did not know the continental novelists were coming for your nom-de-baton like that

[buckysgrace]

Thinking about Steve watching The Land Before Time with his kids and believing it’s gonna be so cute and sweet maybe a little funny. Then totally getting gutted when little foot’s mother dies omg. Not to mention when he’s chasing his shadow because he thinks it’s his mom??

He’s just in utter disbelief like a cartoon causing this much agony?? Love him

[dailyanimatronics]

[ID: a draiwng of sally sashay against a lavender background. she is drawn chubby and with curly hair. she's wearing a bright pink jumpsuit with long frilled sleeves andn frills at the neckline, along with a brown belt at the waist. she's posing with her left paw on her hip and the right on the upper thigh. the right leg is bent. /end ID]

beauty of biloxi

[cillyscribbles]

джелли должны однаж- [megaphone connects] ДЖЕЛЛИ ДОЛЖНЫ ОДНАЖДЫ В ГОД,

[lorephobic]

here are my delirious saltburn notes if anyone actually wants to see them. mostly im just laying out scene order for my own reference, but theres definitely some incoherent observation & analysis in here if any of you are crazy enough to look thru it

[dentpx]

The thing about Joker 2 is that it was a loss for me in every sense because I left this movie and I liked it, but my boyfriend didn’t like it, and my roommates didn’t like it, and nobody else who had seen it liked it. And no one online liked it to a degree where there was an active hate campaign around it. But I stayed strong. I said guys, I like this movie. And there were a few people in my life both online and irl who were like well Zoe feels really strongly about this, maybe it’s not so bad. But then all of those people also eventually saw the movie, and they ALSO didn’t like the movie, and not in like a “hey, I saw Joker 2, it wasn’t my thing but I see where you’re coming from” way but in a way where nobody wanted to make eye contact with me about this film but they did feel strongly enough about it to put it on their “worst movie watches of the year” list. But none of that matters. Because my boyfriend’s brother finally watched it. And he liked it. And so did his girlfriend. And I have allies now. Finally.

[mono-blogs-art]

Revue Starlight Sports Festival Draft!

As you know, the big Stage Girl Sports Festival Revival will take place in February - literally just a full day event of the various cast members of Revue Starlight (from anime, game, and stage plays) will participate in a funky pretend-highschool sports festival. Today the full teams were decided via draft stream!

The team leaders had previously been announced:

Koyama Momoyo (Aijo Karen, Seisho) - Yellow Team "ZERO" Tomita Maho (Tendo Maya, Seisho) - Blue Team "This is..." Nomoto Hotaru (Yukishiro Akira, Siegfeld) - Red Team "HOT" Nanaki Kanon (Yanagi Koharu, Seiran) - Green Team "shuThuarunomi" (集中あるのみ; "sTay focused")

Also quite funny to me that 3 of the team leaders (all but Maho) are former Sera Myu performers... the Sailor Moon squad has taken over

As is tradition at this point, ensemble member Jinko Moe is the MC for this stream and explains the rules. In the first two rounds, all leaders are free to pick 1 stage girl of their chosing per round from the roster as their top picks. If any chose the same person, they will have to decide by draft - the loser can then choose freely again. After round 2, all other rounds are chosen by draft completely by luck. We already knew not all cast members are going to be there so not every stage girl is available for chosing. Suzuko Mimori (Hikari), Emiri Kato (Tsukasa) and Shiina Hekiru (Souda-sensei) are going to be the MCs at the event, so they won't be participating as athletes either. Also, Tsukui Minami (Suzu) and Kobayashi Yuka (Yakumo-sensei) are a "2 for 1" deal, as they won't be able to make the whole event (iirc).

Team Zero's name is the most easily explained. Moyo gets a lot of praise from her colleagues and chat for her genius team logo design. The E is a crown with tomato jewels... I'm in awe

Maho explains the pronunciation of her team: The "..." is performed dramatically with the eyes, like the above. Lol

Nossan's design of course features Hot-kun, Akira's favourite food & beloved plushie. The Hot-kun icon is actually the inside of a chili, not a sun. Apparently.

Kanon struggled quite a bit with finding a team name, and after consulting with the other leaders in their Line chat group, she wanted a good Koharu line as the team name. Koharu's "うるさい." ("Shut up.") came to mind, but she thought that was too rude for a team name, so shuchuarunomi it became. She placed a big T (position zero!) for the "ch" sound. Complicated, but clever.

Time for drawing the teams! In round 1, everyone is asked to present their top picks for their team.

Moyo's is: MATSUZAWA! Aka Matsuzawa Kanon, who plays Shiro from Siegfeld Middle School!

Maho's is the one and only Sato Hinata - student council president of Seisho herself, Hoshimi Junna.

Nossan's top pick is: Ikuta Teru of Futaba fame!! And funnily enough...

Kanon's pick is also Teru!!! She even drew a tiny Ponzu (Teru's dog) to sway the public. The crowd goes wild. They have to let fate decide who wins over Teru for their team, and Nossan comes out on top. So Kanon gets to choose again, and her next free pick is Haruchan! Aka her fellow Photon Maiden bestie, Iwata Haruki of Mahiru fame.

Time for round 2, and last round of free picks! Again, Moyo goes first.

Moyo's second pick is Saeki Iori, who plays Rinmeikan's Yuyuko!

Maho's second pick is Sasaki Mikoi aka Mikoron, Shizuha of Frontier!

Nossan's next pick is Koizumi Moeka aka Moepii, who plays the one and only Banana! Complaints from the other leaders are heard for her making her team too strong. Lol. We'll see about that.

Kanon's pick is Kuge Kokoro of the Siegfeld Middle Schoolers, who plays Minku! No overlaps this time, so everyone gets their first pick!

The next picks are all made by random draft, so it's really just up to luck. Kanon is praying to get at least one other Seiran member for her heart. Everyone is praying not to get Aiai (lmao). Kanon manages to draw Tsumutsumu, another Photon Maiden member, making it a 3/4 for her team (with the fourth PM member, Hinata, sitting in Maho's team). For Nossan, she manages to draw two people very close to her - Ozaki Yuka (Michiru) and Kadoyama Yoko (Hisame), two of Akira's girlfriends. Moyo gets both of the Yumeoji siblings. Maho gets to draw her bestie's wife, KDHR. Kanon's wish is fulfilled by drawing the 2for1 duo of Minami&Kobayashi, her fellow Seirans. The crowd goes wild when Nossan draws Aiai, her team being declared the noisiest for sure (they're not wrong, this will be utter chaos).

Final distribution:

Yellow Team "Zero": Koyama Momoyo (leader; Karen), Matsuzawa Kanon (Shiro), Saeki Iori (Yuyuko), Tono Hikaru (Shiori), Fukagawa Ruka (Ryoko), Kurachi Reo (Fumi)

Blue Team "This is...": Tomita Maho (leader; Maya), Sato Hinata (Junna), Sasaki Mikoi (Shizuha), Ito Ayasa (Kaoruko), Kudo Haruka (Yachiyo), Takeuchi Yume (Mei Fan)

Red Team "HOT": Nomoto Hotaru (leader; Akira), Ikuta Teru (Futaba), Koizumi Moeka (Nana), Ozaki Yuka (Michiru), Kadoyama Yoko (Hisame), Aiba Aina (Claudine)

Green Team "shuThuarunomi": Nanaki Kanon (leader; Koharu), Iwata Haruki (Mahiru), Kuge Kokoro (Minku), Tsumugi Risa (Rui), Sato Yuria (Kuina), Tsukui Minami (Suzu) & Kobayashi Yuka (Yakumo-sensei)

Info & Graphics can be found on the official Revstar twt , the stream was archived so you can watch the shenanigans yourself here!

[bassforte]

Apollo has the same energy of being that one friend who never got into performing arts, but has a bunch of friends who are just theater/musical/band kids.

Like the man knows all of the latest theater and art drama through sheer association. People assume he was a theater kid himself and he just shrugs, “Nah, I actually just want to be a lawyer,” and it confused anybody who just met him.

[sp-growingpains]

Campfire Stories

Hey so real shit. I got an ask about my silly OC that turned into a quick short story! Ignore this if you want! I'm just getting the old writer brain working again.

TW: Blood, Horror, Body Horror, Mention of suicide. A horrible attempt at writing horror!

Tiny little chips of fire flicker off the roaring flame. That warmth translates into both temperature and color. Red and orange eating away at the smoking, dry firewood. How could one define a summer night quite like this?

A bunch of tipsy, high out-of-their-mind assholes sitting around a campfire. It was a good thing Stan lived so far away from town and that his dad was gone for the weekend at some farmers' market. The backyard of a farm was the perfect place to get away from it all. If you weren't Stan literally any other day of the year.

The lip of the cheaply bought gas station beer clicks against the twin black rings on her bottom lip. A familiar buzz runs down her spine, swirls to the front of her stomach, and settles there for the night. She tilts the bottle back until the liquid is all but a memory.

The flames light reflects off the bottle as it goes soaring through the air, shattering against the side of the trashcan. Jean quirks a brow at it, only a bit surprised she actually made it into the trashcan this time.

"That story was kinda lame, dude. How was that supposed to be scary? Jean-Bean! Tell them a real scary story!" Jean finally tunes back into the conversation going on around the fire. A slurred chores of murmurs followed by a light-hearted command to quiet down by Kenny.

"I was telling it fine!" Poor Clyde's face screams betrayal. He lets his hand fall down onto his leg in defeat.

"I know your 'and-then' headass isn't talking! Hush, chatty monkey!" Red is quick on the draw, shooting the brunette down before anyone else had a chance to. The rest of the group finds humor at his expense.

"What story am I telling?" She stretches out a hand, giving Clyde's shoulder a little squeeze as she sits up in the foldable chair. It creeks a bit under sudden shift, the four legs tip back to two, then back to four.

"That toy maker one!" Kenny grins that easy-going smile. His voice - just loud enough to create that tension that one could pluck out of the air.

Jean can feel her lips tug into a smile, mirroring her childhood friend. There's a glint of mischief in both their eyes, a silent conversation that comes from years of knowing one another.

"Ah... the toy maker. Yeah, I think I remember how that goes." There's a pause thrown in there so she can lean forward on her knees. Propping herself up on her elbows, she stares into the fire. The warmth helps her gather her thoughts, bringing her into the mindset.

"Every story starts with a rumor. Words on the wind - whispers in the ear of another. Over tea or coffee, little lunch dates with friends. This one is no different... well... aside from the fact there are no records of this tale. All of it is told by tongue." Jean clicks her tongue ring against the little metal rings on her lips. Her eyes dart from person to person in tempo with her tongue.

"In a little town, off the coast of the shores of South Carolina, lived a toy maker and his family. He didn't start off a toy maker. No, that came later in life. At first, he was an artist, a business man, and a doctor. Quite the established fellow, having achieved so much in life." She pauses again. This time so she can fish around in the bag of marshmallows resting near her black boots. The sugary puff sits between her fingers, already beginning to melt from how close she's sitting next to the fire. It creates a stringy sticky film around her digit.

"As such, his family was well off. His children and wife never wanted for anything. Neither did the town. They rejoiced in the parties the toy maker threw. Every night was something different. Food, drink, song! What more could a town ask for?" She pops the marshmallow in her mouth, chewing it without a care in the world. The only other sound is the laughter of the fire and Red shifting in her seat.

"So, of course, the toy maker grew restless. At the request of his darling little girl, he learned to craft toys! It started off with little toy trains and wooden dolls. Puppets on a string that would laugh simply because he willed it too!" Her body snaps up as if she had strings attached to her elbows and shoulders. Clyde jumps back a bit, his body finding comfort next to Kenny. The sudden shout coming from the raven haired woman pulls the attention of the others. "Now, not only was the toy maker supplying the town with his medical expertise and money, but now it was entertainment! The chileren of the town loved the toy maker!" She tilts her head, still moving as if someone were pulling her strings.

Red bites her lip, tucking the ruby red paint in between her teeth. She swallows back any urges to interrupt with a swig of her alcohol. The shallow gulp catches Jean's attention. She waits until the drink is down her throat before she starts tapping her tongue ring against her teeth.

Click. Click. Click

Tick. Tick. Tick.

"Goes the passage of time. See, I may have lied to you. Not everyone loved the toy maker. The mayor of the town was a stern man, a spiteful man, a jealous man." Jean tuts softly. "Always looking for a way to buy back the love and admiration of his people. He simply couldn't stand that the toy maker was soaking up the spotlight. So when the time came for another party, he attended this one. With one goal in mind. He would simply...snip the strings of the toy maker. One.at.a.time." She emphasizes each word by dropping her limbs limp. The story cuts the invisible strings, keeping her arms up.

With her head hung low, her knuckles brushing against the cold earth, her long black braids dangling by her her, she murmurs. "First is starts with a little poison in his wife's drink. A glass of wine that hides the taste of the deadly concoction. The poor, poor toy maker spends his days trying to nurse his wife back to health. All the while, his children are being taken care of by the staff. Then goes the youngest son, who played a little too close to the shores of the Atlantic. The dark blue tides gobbled him up and spit him back out. When he came home, his skin was dark blue, and his skin was cold to the touch."

Her body begins to move and twitch again. Twisting her taller frame up so that way she could peer up at her friends. She catches the eyes of Tolkien, the fires light making the brown of her eyes shine like pools of honey.

"Oh, how kind the mayor had been to return the boys body to his father. Oh, how kind the mayor had been when he told the toy maker that it was his fault; after all, it was due to his negligence that his son died. Oh, how kind the mayor had been indeed."

Jean sits up fully now, slowly rising to her feet. She gestures for Jimmy to take her seat, practically walking on air that she's captured his attention. Having someone like Jimmy stop and listen to your story was like winning a medal of honor. She begins the slow walk around the fire, casting a tall shadow over the group.

"What was a man to do? His youngest passed away, and his wife still wasn't getting better. What could he do? Well...he could...lock himself in his workshop and his office? Yes! He could...shut the doors to his estate, letting only the staff in and out of the house! Brilliant! Oh, and of course he could...put that medicals degree and toy making skills to work!" Her hands suddenly snap over towards Kenny's shoulder, grabbing the material the orange parka like a lifeline.

Kenny only chuckles and lets her use his arm for the dramatic effect. He lets his body go limp so she can lift up his arm.

"His dear sweet wife only needed a tune-up! Just a few new parts, and she'd be good as new! The toy maker was a brilliant man, but even he knew better than to attempt anything without a little practice first." Her voice drops to something more smooth. She lifts Kenny's arm up and inspects it for a moment, pretending as if she were the man in the story. "So it starts with a servant. The poor old nanny was on her last leg anyway~! He was doing her a favor."

Jean hums quietly, stuffing Kenny's arm back into his jacket. Which, thankfully, he obliged and slipped his arm into his coat. She drops his sleeve and moves towards the other arm. Gingerly, plucking the glass bottle out of his hand and setting it aside. "The toy maker lured the old woman down into their basement. There, he sedates the woman, rendering her helpless to his twisted experiment. Unfortunately for her and him, the old woman's body just didn't take to the doll nearly as well as he hoped. It moved and talked, but it lacked the soul. But do the first attempts ever really work?"

Jean goes on to tell the group about how the toy maker slowly picks off servants and how it isn't until he attacks the head chef that it finally works. All the while, she's hiding pieces of Kenny's body in his coat. Each limb is another victim. When she gets to the chef, she's holding the sides of Kenny's head.

"Finally, he had done it! The chefs soul took to the robotic husk! He moved and talked like the beloved family chef, ever loyal and kind! Just in time, too, the bodies in the basement were beginning to pile up too high. The townsfolk were beginning to complain about the pungent smell. A meeting was held, where they begged the mayor to do something."

She grins down at Kenny, who was only pouting because she was tossing his head back and forth. Her fingers gently dig into his cheeks as she guides his face around. "The mayor was so happy to have his people back. They needed him. They loved him. Him, not that silly toy maker. Of course, he'd answer their calls!"

Her hands stop their playful movements. She moves her fingers down towards Kenny's chin, tilting his head up so he's looking at the people surrounded by the campfire. More of the people they grew up with have stopped to listen to the silly tale. She wasn't sure if it was really scaring anyone, but it was nice to be so entertaining. Kenny didn't seem to mind the attention either. He was trying, so hard not to grin. The next part of the story required him to focus.

"So, the mayor rounds up some brave folk, and they march straight up to the manor. They bang on the doors of the once beloved home. Their voices ring out into the night, demanding the toy maker meet them! Tick. Tick. Tick. They can hear the sound of a clock ticking... but it's not a clock. It's the maid. She opens the door."

Another pause.

"Where there should be flesh is porcelain. Where there should be a steady heartbeat is a ticking of a clock. Glassy eyes greet them, then the broken voice of a woman long gone." Jean mimics a bow, gesturing for some invisible town folk to walk inside a manor that is not there. "Oh won't you come inside. The master is busy at the moment, but the least I can do is get you refreshments."

It would be comical the way her voice pitches up an octave. It doesn't fit right on her tongue, she made a mental note to work on that later.

"The townsfolk reel back in horror. What was the abomination that just opened the door?! How did it move so fluidly. Immediately, they knew they had reached the doors to hell. The smell of decay and rot assaulted their scenses. It churns their stomachs and sets off that part of their mind that tells them to run. Unfortunately, they don't get the chance to."

Jean smirks, her lips twist across her face showing off those sharp canines. "So it starts with the men in the back. The sound of a buzzing, fleshing being torn apart. Screams of agony and panic."

At that exact moment, the rev of a chainsaw comes out from the fields that surround the Marsh farm. The engine sputtering to life with a thick growl.

"Through the mist of blood, the townsfolk could see the failed experiments coming from the unkempt yard. Their twisted limbs and toy parts clawing and ripping through their loved ones! With no place to go but in the manor, they push their way in! The mayor scrambles inside, screaming, begging, pleading to whoever will hear his prayer until he's down to his last four men. Just him and these poor souls, trapped in the deep dark corners of this once great home."

The sounds grow louder, as if the chainsaw was getting closer. If it wasn't for the grin on her face, maybe someone in the group would suggest they leave. Clyde, who was trying to enjoy the night, looked as if he was about to pass out. He clung to the expensive material of Tolkien's shirt for dear life. Red had Bebe tightly secured in her arms, a relaxed look on her face through the whole thing. Butters was on the edge of his seat, watching with those soft baby blues.

"Hands of all shapes and sizes reach out from the darkness. They grab onto the men's legs, pulling them away. Their finger nails scrape and leave marks into the wooden floor boards. The buzzing sound hasn't stopped. It's just the mayor now. All alone in this hellscape, he helped create. Just as he thinks he's going to get pulled in, his mind racing with all the horrible things the toy maker would do to him, the lights flicker on. He's sitting in the corner of the ballroom. In a room with people dressed so neatly and perfectly. Music kicks on, and a heavy waltz begins. The stone cold faces of people - no...dolls begin to move past him."

Jean starts to hum the gentle tune of what the waltz might have been. It's a little difficult over the sound of the chainsaw, but somehow, they make due. Just as she reaches the crescendo, a blur of another human moves out from the shadows.

Flashes of red curly hair illuminating from the fire, a chainsaw raised above his head. Kyle revs it once more over the chorus of screams and laughter. It wasn't often Broflovski joined in on things like this, but the chance to scare a few of his classmates was one he couldn't pass up on. Especially if it meant getting to bust out the old chainsaw he used on Halloween that one year.

Once everything has calmed down, Jean continues the story. "They say that if you go to that small town, on nights that are calm and warm...you can hear the whole town gathering at the manor. Their immortal doll husks danced the night away. All except the toy maker, of course. Poor man never succeeded in keeping his family together. The wife, his children, the servants, even the mayor. They all live an eternity with each other... but he had to live with what he had done. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore...and just -"

Jean turns Kenny's head with a quick push of her hands. The blonde goes limp and falls forward with a heavy thud. He lands next to Bebe, who lets out a blood curdling scream.

"Oh my god!"

"Jean what the fuck?!"

"Dude!"

Again, it isn't until both Kyle and Jean fall into a fit of laughter that the group stops. Under their laughter, they could hear Kenny's raspy laugh under it. He slowly sits up and pops his neck back into place, creating a moment of silence.

"Oh, the things we do to make ourselves look like assholes~." Kenny coos, sitting up with the help of Butters. The sweet man is quietly praising Kenny.

For the rest of the night, Jean has a smile on her face that's a mile wide. She could handle the name calling and people half-assed bullying her. It was all worth it for this, Clyde was crying and Bebe was scolding her.

She'd pay her dues later that night when Jimmy took his turn. Curled up in her seat, holding onto Bebe and Red both as if they were nothing more than a stuffed animal, letting Clyde hide his face into her back.

Summer nights never felt so warm.

[wizardpink]

Thinking about how I agreed to leave the house today to sit between two strangers for two hours... what was I thinking...