Musical Tryouts for Wicked!!!!!

[☺Tabitha Hale☹]

Musical Tryouts: Monologue and Song Tryouts

Nothing is set in stone, and right now the play of choice is Wicked so....

Rules

• You must be a student at the HoN, unless we need more actors you cannot be a teacher.
  
• 3-6 former students
  
• Blue, Black and Red invited to try out
  
• You must have your monologue memorized, your song you may have music but I prefer memorized, and if you play an instrument please bring it.

Member Rules

• YouTube video's of your FC singing are allowed
  
• Monologues must be typed out and able to understand
  
• Follow this form at the beginning of your thread (Form at end of Rules)
  
• Be IN CHARACTER for your thread, monologues must be for the part your character is trying out for!! No wanting to try out for Fiyero and pretending to be the monkey Chistery
  
• Last but not least, have fun!!
  

Name:
Former:
Age:
Part I'm Trying out For:
Crew I would like to be in? Examples, Set, Costume, Sound and Lights, Front of House (ticket collectors, T-Shirt designers, Playbill makers, poster makers)

OK? Good luck and remember to POST YOUR TRYOUT AS A REPLY TO THIS THREAD!!!

[Crissatha Pandora]

Name: Cris...okay fine, Crissatha Pandora
Former: 5th
Age: 17
Part: Whichever I don't have to come often for, don't ahve to dance for and can play my guitar for. Maybe ya should just stick me somewhere in the background

Cris walked out on to the stage and sighed. Dammit she was only doing this because it was for class and it would be nice not to fail one for once. She waved lazily to Professor Hale and sat her guitar down, leaning it against the edge of the stage. She would need that in a moment and hey, the signups had said to bring her instument. And Prof. Hale knew she could play anyway. So why not. She sighed, she had never even flippen heard of Wicked. Actually, that was a lie. But not one she decided to admit as one. Ever.

"Yeah so...its Cris. I'm supposed to say some shit like that, ain't I. Wait...never mind the shit. Sorry Prof. Anyway, contrary to popular believe, I read. So this is from shakespear. Helena. Midsummer." she recited almost bored and sighed. Dammit. She shouold just get this over with.

"How happy some o'er other some can be!
Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.
But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;
He will not know what all but he do know.
And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,
So I, admiring of his qualities.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste.
And therefore is Love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,
So the boy Love is perjured everywhere.
For ere Demetrius looked on Hermia's eyne,
He hailed down oaths that he was only mine;
And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
So he dissolved, and show'rs of oaths did melt.
I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight.
Then to the wood will he to-morrow night
Pursue her; and for this intelligence
If I have thanks, it is a dear expense.
But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
To have his sight thither and back again"[/color]

Done she took a deep breath and retrieved her guitar. She fetched the guitar from its casing and plugged it into the amp. She just wanted to finish this stupid audition. No offense to the nerds that liked it.

[kit]

Name: Kit Bennett
Former: 3rd
Age: 15
Part I'm Trying out For: Glinda
Crew I would like to be in: Costuming or sets if I don't get a part.

Kit walked into the Drama room and handed her form to the professor and walked over to the place she thought would be best fo her to stand for her audidton. She looked at the professor smiling. She was confident that she would get the paart of Glinda. Wicked was her favorite play of all time. She liked Elphaba the best but she thought Glinda would be better for her voice range. She knew the play and every song in it. She knew her monolouge well and she waited. She started as soon as the professor nodded at her.

"I am Kit Bennett and I am auditoning for the part of Glinda. My monolouge is from the beginning of the play durring the song No One Mourns the Wicked." she said.

"Are people born wicked? Or do they have wickedness thrust upon them? After all, she had a mother. She had a father. As so many do."

She spoke clear and with feeling. She showed facial expressions and when she finished she smiled at the professor. Then she moved on to her song. "I will be singing The Voice by Celtic Women." Kit said

"I hear your voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name

'Listen, my child,' you say to me
'I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come follow me
Answer my call, and I'll set you free'

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice, I will remain

I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long
I am the force that in springtime will grow

I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice

I am the voice of the past that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice"

She finished the song and smiled at the professor.

((alright so here is the song for all those who wish to hear it:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nX2anEXG0eE ))

[aqune]

Name: Aqune Remine
Former: third
Age: 17
Part I'm Trying out For: I'm not sure at all but from the wiki page I think it's Madam Morrible
Crew I would like to be in?: costumes or making the posters

She walked in and on the stage, she'd just been recently bribed into trying out with the deal she might have the chance to mock the Closet Drunk on stage. She only had a vague idea on what the play was about she had googled the script only a couple hours before actually trying out. She'd been more focused on picking a song that she was willing to sing. She'd come up with the fool proof plan for the monologue, use one you've done before when trying out for a school play. well it was fool proof for her since she already new it. Yeah, she'd just stopped once she was on the stage staring down at what ever it was.

" I'm Aqune and I'm trying out for i'm not sure who but it's someone, I'm gonna say the monologue from this play called The Apple. It's the first thing the character the Janitor says, I know it suppose to be in character but the character I'm trying out for has like no lines"

She then recited it word for stinking word when it was finished she went into the song. She picked one of few songs she knew off by heart that wasn't screaming and she was willing to sing. She'd picked Whiskey in The Jar by Metallica, it was about 5 minutes long if she couldn't handle this then she's doomed. She'd almost dread it not having background music she found it sounded terrible with out the music she was glad that the tryout said she could use music, so she took advantage of it. She put the CD into to the pre acquired player behind her then pressed play turning the volume low enough for her to hear it but not high enough to over power herself.

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said "stand and deliver or the devil he may take you"

Yeah

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me, no, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Taking money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven, yeah, in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeah

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Yeah, whiskey
Yo-ooh, whiskey

Yo-ooh, yeah, ooh
Yo-oo-ooh, yeah

Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
And some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaring
Me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o, yeah

Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Yeah

When it finished she bowed, took her stuff and left

(umm here's how it sounds in real life:www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIh3nO6-V_A)

[Justin Flyte]

Name: Justin Flyte
Former: Fifth
Age: 17
Part I'm Trying out For: Nooo idea. Maybe one of those creepy flying monkey things? If those are even in this.. No idea. RAFIKI. Ignore that. *pats Jussin*
Crew I would like to be in? OHHHH. Like, getting people notified of the musical? As in, running around wildly, flailing at people to come? YEAHHH. That would work. Or, like costumes..?

Justin Flyte

Mushrooms are the evil of the world. We must burn them.

.xXx. The hell with being ‘cool.’ Justin had never cared about being ‘cool,’ and he knew he wasn’t so now. But, I mean, if he damned wanted to join the friggin’ musical, he would. So what if it sounded cheesy? PSH. No. Justin walked into the Drama Room, still trying to convince himself it would all be fine. So what. If he did it, then there was a chance he could use the whole... “I did it, so you have to,” thing on the rest of the BP. Perfect, no? Justin grinned a little, before walking in and stopping, seeing that the person before him was in like mid-song. Closer to the end though. Damn, she was good. Damn, he was going to faaaaail. OH WELL. Because, failing was what he did. No one had ever known that Justin sang. Because he didn’t. Not much. But, he danced a little, at clubs mostly. And, he could be a good dancer, when trying. But, not even Squall knew he had sung. Once, in another musical like this. He had been forced to move from the school afterwards, though, because the damned police had heard of him being there. Stupid Social Services. Justin waited happily for the person to finish, before he walked up on stage, looking around a little nervously. So, he wasn’t usually nervous. But, he was singing. God, why was he doing this again? Ugh, whatever. He was there now. Might as well get it over with, right? Justin sighed lightly, before looking at the drama Professor.

“Uh... Hi. I’m Justin, and I’m going to be singing, or performing, or whatever you want to call it a song that I heard a while ago. Not sure who it’s by... Yeah...”

Justin cleared his throat, and coughed a little. God, was he seriously doing this? He surely wasn’t one of those drama guys, who went on about THE THREATRE or anything, but yeah, it was a little fun to perform. But, Justin was a failer. It was what he did. It would be like Justin to totally fluke out, and fall off stage. Damn, NO. That would not happen. Hopefully. Justin breathed in a little, before starting. Well, let’s get this part started.

“Everybody’s always talking at me.
Everybody’s trying to get in my head.
I want to listen to my own heart talking'.
I need to count of myself instead.

Did you ever...
Lose yourself to get what you want?
Did you ever...
Get on a ride and want to get off?
Did you ever...
Push away the ones you should of held close?
Did you ever let go?
Did you ever not know?

I’m not going to stop that's who I am.
I give it all I got that is my plan.
Will I find What I lost
you know you can.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
(Bet On Me)

I'm going to make it right.
That is the way.
To turn my life around.
Today is the day.
And I’m the type of guy who means what I say.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.

How will I know if there’s a path worth taking?
Should I question every move i make?
Of all lost my heart is breaking.
I don't want to make the same mistakes.

Did you ever...
Doubt your dream will never come true?
Did you ever..
Blame the world that never blamed you?
I won't ever...
Try to live a lie again.

I don't want to win this game if I can't play it my way.

I’m not going to stop that's who i am.
I give it all i got that is my plan.
Will I find What I lost
you know you can.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
(Bet On Me)

I'm going to make it right.
That is the way.
To turn my life around.
Today is the day.
Am i the type of guy who means what i say?
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.
Bet on it.

Hold-Hold up
Give me room to think
Bring it on down
Gotta work on my swing
Gotta do my own thing
Hold up

It's no good at all
To see yourself and not recognize your face
Out on my own, it's such a scary place

The answers are all inside of me
All I gotta do is believe

I'm not gonna stop
Not gonna stop 'til I get my shot
That's who I am, that is my plan
Will I end up on top?
You can bet on it, bet on it
Bet on it, bet on it
You can bet on it, bet on it
Bet on it, bet on it

I wanna make it right, that is the way
To turn my life around, today is the day
Am I the type of guy who means what I say
Bet on it, bet on it
Bet on it, bet on it

You can bet on me.”

Well damn, look who pulled through? Justin breathed a little, before smiling slightly. Well, guess it was time to go? Justin hopped off stage, flailing only slightly, before walking out. Quickly. Damn, he didn’t really want to be there. Yeah, there was the whole inner-speech before, but there was a bigger reason. SO MAYBE Justin had seen Cris come in here... But, what the hell, right? PSH. He so loved performing. YEAH. ‘COURSE. He was SO NOT here because she had been. PSH. NAW! Well, wasn’t this just peachy?

All tree’s are good for is providing oxygen and hurting innocent children.
I am not one of those children.
Shut up.

Note: Here is a video of his crazy-dancing/anger issues/flailing/ identity crisis/ SLIGHT breakdown.



You may need to turn the volume up a bit to hear it xD

[Raine Ashera]

Name: Raine
Former: fourth
Age: 16
Part I'm Trying out For: Any! Or I can just be a dancer, that works too!
Crew I would like to be in? Dancer

Okay so Raine was nervous. More then nervous. But she shrugged it off before she walked onto the center of the stage. Because being on the stage was her life, though she usually was dancing instead. She had never acted before. Well there was that one time in drama class back in New York and she thought she had done really well. But she figured, well, why not. It was for class anyway and she adored Wicked. She had seen it on Broadway back when she was home so many times she could practically recite it. So she had figured, why not? Life was too short not to try out new things.

"Okay so, hi...I'm Raine" she said with her usual grin. "And well...I don't act much but I dance...like really really well. So if you just need dancers, I'm totally your girl and now I'm talking too much so I'm just gonna recite my monologue and...yeah" she said in one big rush, running out of breath before she realized she was doing it. Raine had a very bad tendency to babble. Alot. She took a deep breath. "So this is from A Little Princess...and its kinda near and dear to my heart..."

She wasn't sure why she had chosen this monologue of all monologues to recite because it really hit home and would probably make her cry but oh well. Here goes. "I don't have a mother either... she's in heaven with my baby sister... But that doesn't mean I can't talk to her, I talk to her all the time... I tell her everything and I know she hears me because... because that's what angels do. My mom is an angel and yours is too. With beautiful satin wings, a silk dress, and a crown of baby rosebuds, and they all live together in a castle. And do you know what it's made out of? Sunflowers. Hundreds of them, so bright they shine like the sun. And when they want to go anywhere they just whistle, like this...(whistles) and a cloud swoops down to the front gate and picks them up and as they ride through the air, over the moon and through the stars... until they are hovering right above us, that's how they can look down and make sure we're all right. And sometimes they even send messages. Of course you can't hear them with all the noise you were making... but don't worry they'll always try again... just in case you missed them." her eyes were watering by the time she finished but she shoved it down and snffled. And forced herself to walk over to where her music was and turn it on.

Raine wasn't sure if she could sing...but she knew she could dance...so she had chosen that that was a better option for her...

[youtube]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ES66T65YVSk&feature=related[/youtube]

[Astraea Dike]

Name: Astraea Dike
Former: 4th
Part I'm Trying out For: Elphaba (if Pride gets Fiyero *hehehe*) otherwise I'm fine with anything
Crew I would Like to be in: Set, lights and sounds, or extras

Raea walked up to the stage and smiled at the professor in the back of the room. She chose the perfect monologue and song...well she'll leave that as a secret.

"Hello I'm Astraea Dike and I'm trying out for the part of Elphaba." Well, she only wanted the part if Pride got Fiyero. THINK about it!! "As Long as Your Mine"...OOOO She wanted that part!!! She cleared her throat and let her affinity go.

"What?! What are you looking at?" Raea said, turning sharply to Tabitha, she had her back turned to start the scene. "Oh do I have something in my teeth? OK let's get this over with." She stormed up to the front of the stage. "No I'm not seasick, yes I've always been green, and NO I did not eat grass as a child! Oh, this is my younger sister Nessarose. As you can see she's a perfectly normal color." Raea said, ending that particular scene with a glare. "End scene." Raea said, to let Tabitha know she was done. Raea had been in a few school productions.

The song she was going to choose, uh oh. She didn't get that far yet. Calm down Raea, OH SHE got it! "The song I chose to sing is Candle on the Water by Helen Reddy."

I'll be your candle on the water
My love for you will always burn
I know you're lost and drifting
But the clouds are lifting
Don't give up you'll have somewhere to turn


I'll be your candle on the water
'Till ev'ry wave is warm and bright
My soul is there beside you
Let this candle guide you
Soon you'll see a golden stream of light


A cold and friendless tide has found you
Don't let the stormy darkness pull you down
I'll paint a ray of hope around you
Circling in the air
Lighted by a prayer



I'll be your candle on the water
This flame inside of me will grow
Keep holding on you'll make it
Here's my hand so take it
Look for me reaching out to show
As sure as rivers flow
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go...

[Pride Osiris]

Name: Pride Osiris
Former: 4th
Part I'm fine with any male part, but specifically? Fiyero
Crew Anywhere I'm needed

Pride walked to the center stage like he belonged there, because that was where he felt most at home of course. He smiled after Raea, knowing she had been in here just before he had been. And then he turned his smile and a nod to Professor Hale. And took a deep breath. Acting was Pride's thing, it was his nitch, even more so then detective work or anything of that sort. With acting he could really let go. "Hello Professor Hale, I'm Pride Osiris...and I'm going to try out for Fiyero" There were no particularily long monologues in Wicked, but he had done his best...and taking another deep breath, he lost himself and got into character.

But his monologue was Puck's from Midsummer Night's Dream. "If we shadows have offended, think but this; and all is mended that you have but slumbered here while these visions did appear and this weak and idle theme no more yielding but a dream. Gentles--do not reprehend if you pardon, we will mend. And, as I am an honest Puck if we have unearned luck. Now to scape the serpents tongue. We will make amends ere long else the Puck a liar call. So--goodnight unto you all. Give me your hands if we be friends. And Robin shall restore amends." he said, bowing his head to end the scene and let go of the character he adopted.

Next was to sing. And Pride didn't often sing. Because he didn't often do Musicals...but he knew how to, he just didn't often do it. " And for the song, I chose Beth" he started and then he hit play to the music player for his background and started singing.

"Beth, I hear you callin'
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playin'
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do
Beth what can I do

You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain't a home
And I'm always somewhere else
And you're always there alone

Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do
Beth what can I do

Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
'Cause me and the boys will be playin'
All night "

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He bowed his head again with a smile and stepped off the stage.

www.youtube.com/user/GleelooDoyle#p/u/2/2RA5Vg0cAgk


Notes: Sorry I keep takin Shakespear Astra but its all I can ever seem to find! And yes I chose the Glee version lol

[miyuki]

Name: Miyuki... is my full name really needed?
Former: 3^rd... or 5^th, depends on how you look at it
Age: juuuust turned 18
Part I'm Trying out For: i've been talked into trying out for Nessa an i don't even know how they did it

With a yawn, Miyuki walked into the room stretching. She had kinda just woken up, but she really didn't care about that fact. Why was she doing this again? Miyuki thought about it and couldn't remember.

“Hah! How pathetic. Such a push-over. You'll do anything those friends of yours tell you do won't you?” Chibi whispered into her mind. Miyuki inwardly frowned. Stupid, annoying little pest! Why couldn't Chibi just shut up and keep her thoughts to herself? Grr, the stupid little monster...

Miyuki rolled her eyes and refocused on what was going on. Right. The audition.... why was she here? oh yeah... the rest of the Pack was trying out too... How was that a good reason? Miyuki shook her head. Oh well, she was already here after all. Might as well go through with it.

Miyuki dropped a black folder onto the teacher's desk and walked up onto the stage and up to the mike. in the folder was the script of the monologue she found on the net and the lyrics of the song she would be singing... in both english and japanese (non-kanji). the song actually kinda meant something to Miyuki. someone had taught it to her when she was little... she couldn't remember who, it was so long ago. Miyuki was lucky she never forgot it, but at the same time glad she never did. she liked the song and its lyrics.

“So... I'm gonna start with the monologue, then sing. it's been years since I’ve sang though, so it may sound like crap... oh well. don't care.” Miyuki said with a shrug of her shoulders.

Ok, so she MAY be coming off like she was going to half-ass the whole thing, but that wasn't actually true. Miyuki had no idea why, but she was going to actually put effort into what she said and did on the stage... well... she was going to put effort into the monologue and singing, but that was about all the effort she planned on putting into anything for today.

Huh... so... she had to start now, didn't she? Miyuki sighed. Ok then, time to start whining... her friends were probably gonna laugh at her for this... oh well, here goes nothing...

“Oh Daaaaaaad! Miyuki whined, stretching out the word dad. She inwardly rolled her eyes and continued. “Do we have to go to Grandma's house? Oh god, she sounded like a spoiled brat! Miyuki was mentally kicking herself for settling for this stupid script. "I don't know what makes you think going to Grandma's house is so much fun," She said with her best prep imitation, sneer and all, with her hands on her hips. yup, she was SO getting laughed at. "you get up early and polish the car like we're going someplace cool, like..." Miyuki paused and pretended to be a prep actually thinking as shocking as it was. "the beach!" She said with a girly squeal... oh god, she was starting to scare herself. "Is it just me, or does her house smell like an old antique store couch?" Miyuki asked in a sheerish voice. yup, she was definitely scaring herself. "Yuk!" she shrieked before continuing with the rant aka monologue. Miyuki started pacing the stage. "And besides that, I'm the one she latches onto, to listen to all her old stories" she rolled her eyes, still pacing. "well, I'm sorry if I can't appreciate her "WISDOM" right now..." She said, still pacing as if what she was saying was more important then what anything else. hey, acting right? "...and Dad," she said, pausing in her pacing to look at the audience. "let's face it, even you can admit the lady's a little bit crazy." she said in a know-it-all smile before continuing to pace. "One day I was going into the kitchen to get myself a drink and I heard her talking to somebody, I didn't want to disturb her, so I was really quiet. She was asking Grandpa how much salt he'd like in the stew,” she said, pausing. her face pulled into a half-sneer, as if disgusted. "and he's been dead for ten years!" she cried out, going back to the ranting and pacing. "I mean, come on! And another thing, I'm sorry, but her cooking is awful too...and OH!...OH!...and what was that disgusting stuff she made us last time for supper" Miyuki paused as if she had to think about what it was. "BOILED OKRA?!" she asked as if she was outraged. "That's just wrong! It felt like a hairy clam going down my throat. It took me three or four sips of Coke after each bite to get it down, and stay down." she complained, making gagging noises about it. She paused and made sounds as if trying to get something out of her throat before screeching. "Eeeeew! I can still taste it!" she whined, fake-crying slightly. "Dad can't we just skip this visit?" she whined to the audience. "I mean, Christmas is only four months away. I'm sure she wouldn't mind if we just called her" she begged, trying to be reasonable. "Pleeease?!" she begged the audience.

after a long pause, Miyuki sighed, glad to finally be done with the whining. She closed her eyes and took a calming breath before the music started.

Lyrics:

inishie no daiza ni wa mitama ga yadoru to iu
okizari no Eine Krone hibiku
tsumi no kazu hodo utsukushiku

migite de kuu ni kakageta uso de mitashita seikai
irodoru yoru wo toraete tsumi wo azamuku shi no mitsu

chinurareta tsuki wa ayatsurarete
nomihoshita uso ni shihai sareru

inochi no kachi wo shi de hakaru nara
hokorashiku hohoemi yukeru deshou

saigo no kusabi de warera ni hikari wo

hane no you ni makichirashita tsumi ga
shizuku to natte furisosoide
hokoritakaku haishita karadagoto
subete wo tsutsunde mitama wo tsurete yuke

karada no oku ni shikonda kako wo aganau imashime
honto no kotae sagashite toki wo akairo ni somete

sabitsuita kagi ni madowasarete
kojiaketa toki wa nemutta mama

chikai no kotodama wo sakebu nara
itetsuita tobira mo tokeru deshou

saigo no kusabi de warera ni hikari wo

tori no you ni maiodoru mitama yo
hikari to natte furisosoide
hokoritakaku haishita karadagoto
subete wo tsutsunde tamayobi inori uta

yagate toki wa yuki uta wo wasuresaru koro
ao no daiza no ue de kudakechitte yuku deshou

hane no you ni makichirashita Eine Krone
shizuku to natte furisosoide
hokoritakaku haishita karadagoto
subete wo tsutsunde mitama yo kaerisake

English Translation of Lyrics:

It is said that a spirit dwells within the ancient pedestal
When an abandoned crown sounds
It shall be as beautiful as the amount of sins

Emptiness lifted by my right hand; a Holy Grail filled with lies
Seizing the painted night; the nectar of death that cheated sin

Manipulating a bloodstained moon
Drinking up, lies are controlled

If the value of life were measured via death
Then let us pass on with proud smiles

At that keystone to final moments, we are light

The sins scattered like feathers
Rain down incessantly as waterdrops
Each prideful deposed body
Is completely enveloped; and passes away with the spirit

Educated deep into one’s body are admonishments to atone for the past
Searching for a true answer; time is dyed scarlet

The key that has rusted with it perplexes
Still [someone] remains asleep when [something is] prised open

Were the word-spirits of vows to cry out
Would the frozen gates melt as well?

At that keystone to final moments, we are light

O spirit who dances like a bird
Rain down as light
Each prideful deposed body
Is completely enveloped; souls crying out songs of prayer

There is bound to be a time when the songs are completely forgotten
I suppose they would then be smashed to pieces atop the green pedestal

A crown that has scattered like feathers
Rains down incessantly as waterdrops
Each prideful deposed body
Is completely enveloped; o spirit, return and bloom

[roxas]

Roxas didn't know HOW he really was convinced to do this, he just was all he remembered was a couple of drinks and then bam, he had promised someone - he was to drunk to remember who exactly - that he would try out, sure he wouldn't make it, but a promise was a promise. Walking inside the room, Roxas laid a black folder on the table and moved into the middle of the room. "I'm Roxas, I'll be using the monologue from Sweeny Todd." Roxas voice was quiet but he presented himself as such to everyone.

"There's a hole in the world
Like a great black pit
And the vermin of the world
Inhabit it
And its morals aren't worth
What a pig could spit
And it goes by the name Of London.
At the top of the hole
Sit the privileged few
Making mock of the vermin
In the lower zoo,
Turning beauty into filth and greed.
I too
Have sailed the world, and seen its wonders
For the cruelty of men
Is as wondrous as Peru,
But there's no place like London!"

Roxas's voice had been low, growling, almost a snarl, but with a pleasing tone, much like the original. Upon finishing, Roxas shifted lightly, he despised singing for others but he might as well. "I'll be singing a song I wrote myself." Roxas mumbled, before starting, it was different than he originally wrote the song, he assumed it was because it was acoustic now, instead of the harder music from the old one.

"Alone at last, we can sit and fight
I've lost all faith in this blurring light
Stay right here we can change our plight
Storming through this, despite what's right

One final fight, for this tonight
Whoa
With knives and pens, we've made our plight

Lay your heart down, the end's in sight
Conscience begs for you to do what's right
Everyday it's still the same dull knife
Stab it through and justify your pride

One final fight, for this tonight
Whoa
With knives and pens, we've made our plight
Whoa
I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We tried your best... turn out the light, turn out the light.

One final fight, for this tonight
Whoa
With knives and pens, we've made our plight
Whoa

I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We tried your best... turn out the light, turn out the light"

After he finished Roxas nodded a thanks and practically ran out of the room.

Here's the video:

[Seth Horus]

Name: Seth Horus
Former: Fifth
Age: 17
Part I'm Trying out For: Umm. Something.
Crew I would like to be in? Whatever?

Seth was debating killing Darius. Why? Because the ass had dared him to try out for the stupid drama musical. Seth was dramatic, the boy could act. He had no fucking clue if he could sing, but he supposed that he would soon find out! Oh well. Whatever. He shook his head as he walked into the auditorium. It was his own damn fault for being the way that he was really. He would always take any challenge anyone gave him just for the sake of taking the challenge and totally owning it. And Darius knew that. Bastard. Oh well...maybe it would give him the chance to flirt with more girls. Eh, whatever. Did he really care enough to do anything about it? No not really.

So he walked on the stage and tried to stand up straight rather than his usual habitual slouch. He couldn't always help it. Oh well. "Hey Prof. I'm Seth and I'm trying out for...whatever you got" he said with his trademark smirk. He actually had no idea what the hell this play was that they were doing. "So here's the monologue," he said, and then he took a dammed deep breath first. And then he deterirated a bit. Like he said, Seth was dramatic. Besides, this was the Joker they were talking about. Seth could easy act like a mad man. A lazy smile spread across his features before he spoke. Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it. You know, I just... do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans, Gordon's got plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their little worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how pathetic their attempts to control things really are. So, when I say... Ah, come here. he said, stepping closer to the edge of the stage and extending his hands as if asking some one to come closer. "When I say that you and your girlfriend was nothing personal, you know that I'm telling the truth. It's the schemers that put you where you are. You were a schemer, you had plans, and look where that got you. I just did what I do best. I took your little plan and I turned it on itself. Look what I did to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets. Hmmm? You know... You know what I've noticed? Nobody panics when things go "according to plan." Even if the plan is horrifying! If, tomorrow, I tell the press that, like, a gang banger will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics, because it's all "part of the plan." But when I say that one little old mayor will die, well then everyone loses their minds! Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos. I'm an agent of chaos. Oh, and you know the thing about chaos? It's fair! he finished, laughing a little madly, sliding back into his slouch and he rolled his eyes, sliding outta the character.

Well kinda, Seth was always a mad man.

As for singing. Ugh, did he really have to? He sighed. He debated just fucking it and not finishing this, but Seth didn't give up. He wasn't the best singer there was, but he could speak sing or whatever. He thought so anyway. Like he said, he had no real idea of what he could so singing wise.

(Sorry, I'll add in the song later)

[Sephora Taryn]

Name: Sephora Taryn...Just call me Seph.
Former: 5th
Age: 17
Part: I Don't know..Look honestly My best friend dragged me here cus' she thinks I'll be good...ask her.

Seph pretty much thought that after this was all over. She was going to kill Raine. Yes. She was going to kill her because she had made her come try out for this musical thing, What the hell? Since when had Seph become Musical material? She hadn't. She was huffing as she waited for it to be her turn. She didn't want to do this. What would she be doing up there? She wouldn't be any good! Seph had never acted...Never ever...Singing..to her shower head maybe...She sighed a bit as she heard her named called and she walked forward. Well here goes nothing.

"Hi..I'm Sephora Taryn...and I have no idea what part I'm auditioning for...Hope you like the Monologue...it's from Ten things I hate about you..."Seph hadn't needed to print this monologue out off of line or anything. No, Seph had know this one by heart already. Not that anyone would know that being that no one knew that Seph even watched things like that. Seph liked Kat, she reminded her of herself.

With that thought Seph proceeded to the edge of the stage and took out a blank piece of paper, it was a prop of course but she showed it to the professor anyway so she could see there were no lines on it. She took a deep breath and she began...

"I hate the way you talk to me. And the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots. And the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick-- it even makes me rhyme, Seph made a little nervous laugh at that part, just going with the flow of the poem, then she picked it up again. I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh...Seph paused here, showing emotion on her face that she would never actually show to the point where small tears were sliding down her cheeks. even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around. And the fact that you didnt call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."

Then it was over and Seph bowed a little unsure of what she should do next and then she remembered the singing. Raine of course had made her a CD to sing to because she had been plotting her evil scheme for quite some time and and Seph went to hand to someone. They were about to play it and Seph took a deep breath, feeling nervous for the first time the whole audition.

"I'm singing Raise your glass by Pink...hope you like it"with that the music started and Seph started singing, the song was a tad in appropriate but hey, if she was going to do this she was doing it her way.

Right right, turn off the lights
We gonna lose our minds tonight
What's the dealio?

I love when it's all too much
5AM turn the radio up
Where's the rock and roll?

Party crasher, panty snatcher
Call me up if you a gangster
Don't be fizzy
Just get dizzy
Why so serious?

So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never be never be!
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty
Dirty little freaks
Won't you come on, and come on, and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come and
Raise Your Glass!

Slam slam oh hot damn
What part of party don't you understand?
Wish you'd just freak out (freak out already)
Can't stop coming and hot
I should be locked up right on the spot
It's so on right now (it's so effing on right now)

Party crasher, panty snatcher
Call me up if you a gangster
Don't be fizzy
Just get dizzy
Why so serious?

So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never never be!
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty



Dirty little freaks
Won't you come on, and come on, and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come and
Raise Your Glass!
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come and
Raise your glass

(Oh ish my glass is empty
That sucks)

So if you're too school for cool
And you're treated like a fool (treat like a fool)
You could choose to let it go
We can always we can always
Party on our own

So raise your (aw fuck)
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never be never be!
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty
Dirty little freaks
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never be never be!
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty
Dirty little freaks
Won't you come on! and come on! and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come and
Raise! Your! Glass!
Won't you come on! and come on! and
Raise your glass for me
Just come on and come and
Raise! Your! Glass! For me

Seph had done her best to leave out the curses, but that last one there she could not resist. She doubted they heard it that well anyway. With that Seph took a little bow and left the stage. Man she was guna strangle Raine.

[Raine Ashera]

Edit on Raine's audition!

Chelsie actually sings?! O.o

[♬Astra♬]

TRYOUTS FOR WICKED ARE ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!!