the meager beginings of act II of a play that will never be finished.

Some of the Toasters Were Irate Today
Act II
Scene I:

(Curtain is closed/down, lights are extremely dim, and audience is silent. If they're not, we fire them. Seriously. There are flamethrowers backstage.)

Varied Voices: (from behind the curtain) It's finally over… Did we really make it?… Can't you all fail and stay with us? …Don’t worry; we'll have Things all summer… All summer… But what about--?

Zenith: (In a thick Irish accent, and yes, it is very sexy.) SILENT! The curtain will rise!

(All noise is cut off immediately when she speaks. The curtain opens/rises to reveal Zenith CS. A light shines directly down on her. Entire Main First Year Posse is onstage in black, framing her.)

Zenith: I have called you all together to discuss a matter of great importance. I warn you: some may not live through this. ALL of you will suffer! It is no choice of mine, but I nevertheless cannot stop it. I will be departing. Aye, the rumors are true, all of them! You will none of you see me this full season, and I none of you. It will be hard, nigh impossible, but you MUST struggle through! You cannot give up hope. Be strong, my friends, for it is not so long as you imagine. (The light begins to fade very slowly.) Remember, subjects, the Secret Service will know how to contact me. I am never really gone. Take comfort, and farewell. (The light is almost gone.) A final note! (it returns to full.) Magenta! (She comes to parade rest.) Kradess! (She comes to parade rest also.) No cheating! (Magenta and Kradess have a look, smirk, look back at Zenith, and nod militantly.) Very good. (Zenith snaps and the lights go immediately to black.)

Varied Voices: She is the day… the night… the world… She is the Sun, the Moon, and all that lies beyond… She is our food, our oxygen…she is our heart and everything… everything we stand for… She is our green-winged huzzah in the silence of pirate victories (I'm really proud of that line; cherish it.)… She is our lungs pumped full of helium… She is… she is… she is… she is…

Duncan: Gone.

(The lights come up halfway. All remain exactly where they were, except Zenith, who seems to have disappeared.)

Kissup: (Ruining the sorrowful mood) I'm gonna go do some math! (He exits.)

wow. you see how bored i am? ive resorted to blogging. pretty sad id say. actually, its mostly because i have to keep myself occupied, but i cant do anything that actually requiers much conversation. like the amount it takes to know how to spell reqires, or to know that i shouldve said conservation back there. consentration. im so stoned on nonsleep. all the people who stayed over last night and didnt sleep either and danced around in the street singing at 530 in the morning have gone home. now i have no loud people to keep me awake till like eight. crap. theres a hair on the kwyboard. its kinda fuzzy. whoo democracy cakewalk. it was so fun at 530 in the morning. we all went outside to "watch the sun come up" but it was like already up, so we made up songs on the spot, all of which had exatcly the same tune, and it was the theme to ragtime. one was Shut Up and the otheer was Kiwi and the other one was... Havent Woke Up. dude i found that song... ragtime. its all the prolog. thats spelled wrong. dude anyway, and there was distant music! i havent slept in about 28 hours. its really not a good thing. there were no negroes and there were no immigrants... dude everyone in america is an immigrant. TATEH! whoah, evelyn nesbit... weeeeeeeeeee! and more weeeeeeeeee! thats fun. wered all the enrgey go?im losing my mind. this song is nine minutes and something long. thats pretty long dude. its over now, and on to albukerque... whoa, whixch is 11 minutes. jesuwhoa. i gotta go, this isnt keeping me awake anymore. bye.
-Duuuuuuuuuuuude...

jesus im bored. so very very. hattie and rachel and mouse and eileen and EVERYONE all gone away to their little trips, but ME? noooooooooooooooooooo. i get to stay home and wait for my birthday, even though none of my friends will be in town if it ever comes. well, maybe emmie will be. we can do somethin. but thats about it. everyone else has escaped from this heck hole that tries to pass for a city. but not me. im here. alone. and BORED OUT OF MY MIND! *screams and leaves*
-The Embodiment of All Boredom

okay, so i didnt come back and post that night. i was busy, gimme a break. geez...
-The Fastest Bellwoik-Doer on the Planet

god, i havent talked to this thing in AGES. i need to keep up with myself. ah well, ill write more tonight. now i must be off to save the day. fare thee well.
-Brooklyn

hey, just updating the world of me, i fixed my links, because mafia blog used to take you to the OLD mafia blog, which peter deleted because hes a jerk and we "f***ed with" his blog. which means we posted on it, and eileen changed the name, but he could have changed it back SO easily, and deleted the posts he didnt want. anyway, it goes to the new mafia blog now, which peter doesnt have the password to, because we no longer trust him, because hes a... you know what? im not going to get inot this, its a waste of time, and ill just get all bothered and angry again. ill just go. biya.
-Brooky

"all i wanna do, is go to new york, marry christian slater, and die. it may not seem like much to a sconehead like you, but i think its swell." --buffy the movie, before sarah michelle gellar

dont you love that quote? i think its brilliant. of course, id change christian slater to gabriel damon, *smiles about gabriel damon* but other than that... i saw a movie with christian slater in it the other day. it was called heathers. totally brilliant. his voice is really unlikely. "cmon, lets go get a slushie." heres my synopsis of this wonderful movie:

veronica is gonna be part of the heathers, but then she realizes "no, my lifes not perfect. i dont really like my friends." "i dont really like your friends either." so then she and christian slater decide they really REALLY hate heather so they kill her. "its one thing to want someone out of your life. its another to serve them a wake up cup full of liquid drainer." they dont wanna get caught, so they make it look like suicide. the cops fall for it, so then they decide they dont like the jocks either. so they find the two biggest jocks and fire blanks at em so they look dead for a few minutes, long enough for the cops to read their gay suicide note, then they wake up and their lives are ruined. like i said before, brilliant. then christian slater decides "hey! im gonna blow up the whole school! itll be great!" veronica doesnt want christain slater to blow up the whole school, so she fakes her own suicide to keep him for killing her, then she and christian slater have this great fight sequence in the boiler room while the bomb is counting down, and she blows off his finger and stabs the bomb so it doesnt blow up the whole school. then he goes outside and blows himself up. then veronica is all dirty and grody from standing a few yards from a bomb and she goes back inside and steals the new heathers scrunchie and watches a movie with a nerd.

isnt that the best concept ever? the short version is "chick was gonna be popular but then she figured out popular people were the devil so she killed them and then her boyfriend blew himself up." its not the best MOVIE ever, cuz its a little slow, but it is the greatest concept ever to exist.

i think ill run away now and find some liquid drainer for the poppetts. buhbye for the time being.
-Brooky

SSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!

well, that was fun. dont have much else left to say, cept that im not sick anymore. yay. ill actually GO to school tomorrow. its really not that bad compared to being home and bored all day. ill go now.
-Muffin Woman

wow, i really havent posted in a while. sorry about that. i doubt anyone reads this anyway. if you do though, gimme a ring (which basically means email me) at pinkdimnd@aol.com or just IM me at pinkdimnd. or just completely ignore me. either way. lordy im sick. *tries to breathe through nose, fails, has a coughing fit* see? uhg. what can i say? ive revamped my blog, which youve prolly noticed, and if you havent youre blind. do check out the Mafia Blog, its in my links. very groovy.me and the whole posse talk to it. well i must be off and take some meds. biya.
-Foot (dont you hate how i always sign my posts differently?)

curse me. i have too much faith in myself. i now have three blogs with which to be keeping up. i fear i may be forced to delete the honeydewmelon blog, seeing as i never talk to it anymore. not that i dont love it or anything, but theres a lot of crap to be done, and even i, the great and mighty computer geek, can only do twelve things at one. goodbye, fair honeydew blog!!!
-Brooklyn, Sara, Brooky, Bob, Freda Harlaquin Connery, the Embodiment of All Evil, or whatever else i may be going by at present

heya guys. just thought id let you know the posse has a blog now. theres not much on it yet, but give us time. its at www.ebpiabmafia.blogspot.com so go to it. NOW. thats all. uhbuhbye.

YAYNESS. chick is now officially less sad and having moments of actual happiness. long moments. joy. ech, i have to go work on not having a life. heya eileen and other random people of doom. biya.

sorry i havent blogged since last year (heh). anyway...heres my life at the moment. chick is sad because of stuff. its not fun. no more details for you on that. ive been getting far to much sleep and thoroughly enjoying it *grin*. my computer is screwey again *sigh* o well. when someone IMs me, it SOMETIMES makes the little ding noise, but sometimes it just goes *click*. my buddy list window is havin seizures, and the mute button doesnt mute. it types a v. gee, thats not random at ALL *glares at mute button* is it? uh, eileens not gonna be on all week, grrrr. i wanna talk to her. hatties all away in fairhope. its sad. i wanna talk to her too. my hair is braided very differently today, but its perty so ill leave it up. lessee... what else is goin on? got the invite to brians bar mitzvah today. they spelled my name right on the envelope. i felt all special. theres gonna be bowling after (BOWLING!) now ill leave you to try and comprehend all this spontaneous crap ive just told you. have fun and try not to hurt yer brain too much.
-Brooklyn

o yeah, and happy christmas.

WOO!! my parents are the greatest people on the planet. check out what they got me for christmas: lotr two towers calendar, once more with feeling soundtrack, purple clipboard (guess i cant steal daddys anymore), 3 cds of broadway showtunes (dont steal em hattie!), a little pink dustbuster thingy, 4 two towers bookmarks (legolas and gimli, eowyn, strider, gandalf), a white Brooklyn shirt, a green Brooklyn shirt, a yellow new york shirt, newsies dvd (widescreen all the way baby!)... o yes, two more things: a freakin 20 inch digital flat screen tv... and a FREAKIN DVD PLAYER!!! for those who dont know, we ALREADY HAVE a dvd player in the den. but mom an daddy got me an drew (thats my bro) EACH our OWN freakin dvd player!!! life is GOOD! WOOOOOHOOOOO!! i think i'll go watch newsies on my new dvd player, on my new tv... *gloat gloat gloat* ... buhbye. ctb!

o yay! o VERY yay! the amount of yay overwhelms! this is like crunchy granola yay. i asked my odiot french teacher how i coulda got a friggin 89 (but i left out the friggin) and she looked, and turns out her idiot self forgot to average in one of my 100s, but she still didvided it by the same number, so it was like a had a zero, but i DIDNT, and she figured it out and now i have a 97. o joy almighty! PRAISE BE! and WHO got a 100 on their math exam? heres a hint: it was either you or me, and it wasnt you. HAHA! WOOOO! LotR comes out tomorrow! YAY! im seein it jackday. YAY! i get to go to a party! yay! i really need to go finish writing the "Whaddaya want?" scene. guess i'll do that. byebye

look, i return! dont you love me? *beams with joy* ive been havin a very not horrible day. french wasnt horrible for once *gasp* except for the satanic fact that she gave us our averages today. justify this- my lowest grade in that class is a 91. i have a 92 and a 95 and some 99s and some 100s. the only thing im not sure about is my participation grade (weve gotta raise our hands every five seconds to get an A there) but i participated the crap outta that class. so she goes and, being the satan that she is, gives me a friggin EIGHTY-NINE average!!!! GRRRRRRRR

WHOOPS! im stupid. i told brian/peter that an appositive was like when youre talking to someone, but its really like when you tell who they are, like, "blink, hatties fiance, has very nice hair." at least i dont think theyre married yet... maybe they are... i dunno. dont listen to me. i did my math homework. yay for me. here, have a quote, and its not even from newsies *gasp* or lord of the rings *louder gasp* "believe it or not, i still have an algebra exam tomorrow, even if aliens are taking over the world." HAHAHAHA! so funny... woo! yeah... im just gonna... go... okay...

isnt brian evil? we changed his name to peter. hehehe. now we can confuse everyone. *evil laugh* but he is evil. he said i was a bizznitch. yes yes i know he said he was kiddin but i really dont give a crap. i have to go find some shoes now. its very cold in my house. uhbuhhye.

this is me and brian talking. we're both a wee bit drunk.

AIMServiceBot123: gee
AIMServiceBot123: to ABANDON me
PINKDIMND: sorry, there was crap to be done
PINKDIMND: i almost finished defining those forty two words. YAY!
AIMServiceBot123: oh boy e_e
PINKDIMND: woohoo for me
PINKDIMND: im special
PINKDIMND: im also the king of new york
AIMServiceBot123: no
AIMServiceBot123: I AM
PINKDIMND: no I AM
PINKDIMND: "sorry, johnney, put the gun down"
PINKDIMND: WILL YOU PEOPLE STOP SCREAMING AT ME?!
PINKDIMND: dont jump out the freaking WINDOW you MORON!!!
PINKDIMND: thats not a WORD!!!!!!
PINKDIMND: STOP YELLING AT ME!!!!! *sinks into a corner with an evil look of "doom and despair be unto you"*
PINKDIMND: AND DONT COME BACK!
PINKDIMND: if you dont say that in english im gonna beat you over the head with a dictionary
AIMServiceBot123: wha?!?!
PINKDIMND: sorry, having crazy moments...it happens
PINKDIMND: *shakes head* im better now tho...*spins around as if she heard a scary noise*...really
PINKDIMND: if one needs a cleansing, one has a bran muffin
PINKDIMND: you SELL ROACHES?
PINKDIMND: whats your name?
AIMServiceBot123: you want a squirrel? *tips his gardening hat*
PINKDIMND: yes please
AIMServiceBot123: theyre real cute, and they wont leave any messes round your ouse
AIMServiceBot123: BOW TO THE MOOOOON! THE CRESCXENT MOOOON!
AIMServiceBot123: OH GOD ITS THOSE MONKIES AGAIN!
AIMServiceBot123: HELP MEEEEE!
PINKDIMND: whats your name?
AIMServiceBot123: God
PINKDIMND: hello. my naem is dominic
PINKDIMND: name
AIMServiceBot123: *waits for the temp on his weather thing to go below 32
AIMServiceBot123: its freezin
AIMServiceBot123: but not cold nuff
PINKDIMND: ooo...chillery
PINKDIMND: come away to an enchanted world where the lessons you learn, and the friends you love, are the greatest magic of all
AIMServiceBot123: oh deer god
PINKDIMND: hehehehe
PINKDIMND: *snicker*
PINKDIMND: stop talkin to urself
PINKDIMND: and i...i'll DRINK all the time...
PINKDIMND: thats MY cigar!
PINKDIMND: have many lives do you have?
PINKDIMND: answer me when we're...im...speaking to you!
AIMServiceBot123: uhm
AIMServiceBot123: 6 or 7
PINKDIMND: ok
PINKDIMND: i have 12 and a half *sticks out tongue*
PINKDIMND: stonkey?
PINKDIMND: o yeah, o yeah...whos the bomb?! ME!!! WOOHOO!!! all RIGHT!!! *dances with glee*
AIMServiceBot123: yea well
AIMServiceBot123: IM the king of New Yors
AIMServiceBot123: York*
PINKDIMND: i finished difining my forty two words!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! and im the KoNY!!! NOT YOU!!!
AIMServiceBot123: no
AIMServiceBot123: IM th KoNY
PINKDIMND: books is like kryptonite to robbahs
AIMServiceBot123: you stupid FoNY
AIMServiceBot123: books is like the DEVIL
PINKDIMND: drew said that. im converting my family to NY accents. its scary
PINKDIMND: dad said "woik" the other day
PINKDIMND: WOO!
PINKDIMND: our house smells like lysol. its frightening
PINKDIMND: in clue we had to think of a sentence with an appositive (WOO!! APPOSITIVES ARE COOL!!!) and i said "this is dave...the walkin mouth" and sarah laughed. it was funny
PINKDIMND: you shouldah been there...but then, if you were, the whole day woulda just been rotten. so its a good thing you werent
AIMServiceBot123: whats an appositive?
AIMServiceBot123: brian forgot
PINKDIMND: when youre talking to someone like - "brian, i hate you." "brian" is an appositive
PINKDIMND: er is a great word
AIMServiceBot123: oh yea
PINKDIMND: yesyesyes
AIMServiceBot123: Sara,you are a stupid bizznitch
AIMServiceBot123: nah
AIMServiceBot123: im jes kiddin
PINKDIMND: good
PINKDIMND: thats not fair
PINKDIMND: i had a really good comeback for that
PINKDIMND: cant remember it now but...
PINKDIMND: "roses are red, violets are blue..." ...i thought violets were violet...
PINKDIMND: are violets violet? "violet! youre turning VIOLET violet!!" - viotels dad in willy wonka
PINKDIMND: i must be off. theres songs to sing and yo uto hate...i'll be busy for hours. fare thee not well at all