no business like show business

[eudaimonikos]

WHO: DRAMA CLUB!
WHAT: It's the first club meeting of the year! Let's meet and greet, and then talk about the fall play and our New York trip!
WHEN: January 19th
WHERE: Whatever theatre space there is. Probably Theatre Lenormand?

"Welcome to drama club!"

Michael wait until everyone is present and settled before spreading his hands, creating a few illusory flashes of colored light. Things like this are why a teacher with no actual theatre experience ended up in charge of this club. The meeting is happening in one of the school's rehearsal spaces, which is empty save for a circle of chairs. "For those of you who haven't met me, I'm Michael, your faculty adviser. Now, we're going to start things off with a little warm-up. Two truths and a lie! You - " Michael points to the student to his right. " - start. We'll go around the circle. Should be fun."

This is what you get for having a daemon as your faculty adviser. Icebreakers.

When that's over - entirely without said daemon participating, he is above this - Michael claps his hands together. "So! Some of you know this already, but this year, we've secured funding to take a club trip! We're going to New York City. Gonna see the sights, go to a few shows, all that stuff. This'll be after mid-terms, so don't worry about it right now. You should be focusing on your schoolwork, and responsible things like that. But seriously, who wants to see what? Oh, and you should pick out the play you want to do in the fall. I do have veto power on that, but I also don't really care."

Comments

Icebreakers

[prisoneroffate]

Hi I'm Ren, I've never acted before, I'm experienced with set-building and I know how to make really good curry.

[schwanenritter]

[Fakir groans at Icebreakers, but unlike dorm ones, he can't just slip out]

'experience with set building' is my guess.

[prisoneroffate]

Yep. You're up.

[schwanenritter]

[There's another groan, now what does he say that wouldn't open up a lot of prying]

Fine. I primarily dance villain roles, I am from Munich, and my primary weapon is a sword.

[yokeye]

[This kid looks far from frightening, so...]

You don't uh, dance [what?] villain roles~!

[schwanenritter]

That's actually true.

[He can see the confusion]

I do ballet.

[yokeye]

Oh~!

[He's now picturing Fakir in a tutu. It's very amusing and he can't help but laugh a little.]

You're not from Munich~!

[schwanenritter]

[He simply raised a brow before he nods in confirmation]

It's Nördlingen - same region, much smaller.

[yokeye]

I guess it's my turn, then!

[Icebreakers got boring so fast, though.]

I'm seventeen, I'm from Tokyo, I have a pet jellyfish~!

[tiredcharmer]

Tyzias groans, hanging her head when Michael mentions icebreakers. Why was she even here, anyways? She just wanted to give Michael some help with tech for whatever show he wanted to put on. But noooooooooooo, she somehow got dragged into this whole mess. "Really, Mike? Really?" she mutters under her breath as the icebreaker continues.

"You don't have a pet jellyfish," Tyzias says, deadpan.

[eudaimonikos]

"Don't really know what you were expecting," Michael mutters from the front of the room, as if he is not the adult here.

[tiredcharmer]

"Aren't you supposed to be a daemon of infinite craftiness and bullshit?" Tyzias snipes back, but there's none of the usual bite in her quip. In fact, is she... smiling slightly?

[yokeye]

Alas, you chose wrong~! I do have a pet jellyfish~!

[tiredcharmer]

"Oh no. Whatever shall I do. Alas, I have failed the trial."

[playitagain]

[Nana is actually currently unloading banana muffins on a table, but she calls back:]

I want to meet the pet jellyfish!

[yokeye]

He's in Lumière 203! You're welcome anytime, especially if you bring baked goods~!

[playitagain]

Like an entry fee?

[she has no moral quandary with this]

[yokeye]

Exactly~!

[He hadn't thought of that, but he has no problems with that concept either. The jellyfish may become an exhibit.]

[hippocarnival]

Can they be muffins? [Can Yuya use his roommate privileges to filch some of this entry fee? Hell yes.]

Anyway, the lie is that you are seventeen.

[yokeye]

Muffins are perfectly acceptable, and highly encouraged~! And you are correct!

[hippocarnival]

Yes. [Yuya pumps his fist briefly in cheer.] That means it's my turn, right? Let's see...

I have six pets, I live near the coast, and my favorite color is red.

[eudaimonikos]

Ohhhhh, too bad! I liked you. [Michael sighs and snaps his fingers.] To the failure pit!

[TYZIAS BURSTS INTO FLAMES


okay she doesn't, it's one of those illusion things he teaches, but it sure looks like a pillar of flame from the outside]

[tiredcharmer]

It turns out that Tyzias is actually a fairly decent actor. And tech as well. Because when the flames hit her, she lets loose an agonized scream, staggering to the floor and pleading for help. It looks like there's genuine fear in her eyes. Then she collapses into smoldering ash.

From outside the room, Tyzias chortles.

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael claps his hands together and turns to the remainder of the club.]

Okay, who's next?