Chris: Alright! Welcome back! It’s time to start our play! Cast, are wewe ready?
All: YEAH!
Chris: Alright, let’s begin!
**Jake, Jade and Jinx enter**
Jake: Our wedding siku is almost here, my beautiful Hippolyta. We’ll be getting married in four days, on the siku of the new moon. But it seems to me that the days are passing too slowly—the old moon is taking too long to fade away! That old, slow moon is keeping me from getting what I want, just like an old widow makes her stepson wait to get his inheritance.
Jade: No, you’ll see, four days will quickly turn into four nights. And since we dream at night, time passes quickly then. Finally the new moon, curved like a silver bow in the sky, will look down on our wedding celebration.
Jake: Go, Philostrate, get the young people of Athens ready to celebrate and have a good time. Sadness is only appropriate for funerals. We don’t want it at our festivities.
Jinx: **exits**
Jake: Hippolyta, I wooed wewe with violence, using my sword, and got wewe to fall in upendo with me kwa injuring you. But I’ll marry wewe under different circumstances—with extravagant festivals, public festivities, and celebration.
**Forrest, Spike, Pierce and Thom enter**
Forrest: Long live Theseus, our famous and respected duke!
Jake: Thanks, good Egeus. What’s new with you?
Forrest: I’m here, full of anger, to complain about my daughter Hermia.—Step forward, Demetrius.—My lord, this man, Demetrius, has my permission to marry her.—Step forward, Lysander.—But this other man, Lysander, has cast a magic spell over my child’s heart.—You, you, Lysander, you’ve aliyopewa her poems, and exchanged tokens of upendo with my daughter. You’ve pretended to be in upendo with her, imba fake upendo songs softly at her window kwa moonlight, and you’ve captured her imagination kwa giving her locks of your hair, rings, toys, trinkets, knickknacks, little presents, flowers, and candies—things that can really influence an impressionable young person. You’ve connived to steal my daughter’s heart, making her stubborn and harsh instead of obedient (like she should be).—And, my gracious duke, if she won’t agree to marry Demetrius right now, I ask wewe to let me exercise the right that all fathers have in Athens. Since she belongs to me, I can do what I want with her—as the law says: I can either make her marry Demetrius—or have her killed.
Jake: What do wewe have to say for yourself, Hermia? Think carefully, pretty girl. wewe should think of your father as a god, since he’s the one who gave wewe your beauty. To him, you’re like a figure that he’s sculpted out of wax, and he has the power to keep that figure intact au to disfigure it. Demetrius is an admirable man.
Spike: So is Lysander.
Jake: You’re right, Lysander’s admirable too. But since your father doesn’t want him to marry you, wewe have to consider Demetrius to be the better man.
Spike: I wish my father could see them with my eyes.
Jake: No, wewe must see them as your father sees them.
Spike: Your grace, please forgive me. I don’t know what makes me think I can say this, and I don’t know if speaking my mind to such a powerful and noble person as yourself will damage my reputation for modesty. But please, tell me the worst thing that could happen to me if I refuse to marry Demetrius.
Jake: You’ll either be executed au you’ll never see another man again. So think carefully about what wewe want, beautiful Hermia. Consider how young wewe are, and swali your feelings. Then decide whether wewe could stand to be a nun, wearing a priestess’s habit and caged up in a cloister forever, living your entire life without a husband au children, weakly chanting hymns to the cold and virginal goddess of the moon. People who can restrain their passions and stay virgins forever are holy. But although a virgin priestess might be rewarded in heaven, a married woman is happier on Earth. A married woman is like a rose who is picked and made into a beautiful perfume, while a priestess just withers away on the stem.
Spike: **stays silent for a second** I’d rather wither away than give up my virginity to someone I don’t love.
Jake: Take some time to think about this. kwa the time of the inayofuata new moon—the siku when Hippolyta and I will be married—be ready either to be executed for disobeying your father, to marry Demetrius as your father wishes, au to take a vow to spend the rest of your life as a virgin priestess of the moon goddess.
Thom: Please give in, sweet Hermia.—And Lysander, stop uigizaji like she’s yours. I’ve got zaidi of a right to her than wewe do.
Pierce: Her father loves you, Demetrius. So why don’t wewe marry him and let me have Hermia?
Forrest: It’s true, rude Lysander, I do upendo him. That’s why I’m giving him my daughter. She’s mine, and I’m giving her to Demetrius.
Pierce: **to Jake** My lord, I’m just as noble and rich as he is. I upendo Hermia zaidi than he does. My prospects are as good as his, if not better. And beautiful Hermia loves me—which is zaidi important than all those other things I’m bragging about. Why shouldn’t I be able to marry her? Demetrius—and I’ll say this to his face—courted Nedar’s daughter, Helena, and made her fall in upendo with him. That sweet lady, Helena, loves devoutly. She adores this horrible and unfaithful man.
Chris: SKIP TO ACT 2 SCENE 1 PAGE 3!!
**cast on stage exit**
**Wyatt and Sayu enter with their vichimbakazi behind them**
Chris: O:. They look so beautiful c’:.
Wyatt: How not nice to see you, Titania.
Sayu: What, are wewe jealous, Oberon?—Fairies, let’s get out of here. I’ve sworn I’ll never sleep with him au talk to him again.
Wyatt: Wait just a minute, wewe brazen hussy. Aren’t wewe supposed to obey me, your lord and husband?
Sayu: **scoffs** If you’re my lord and husband, I must be your lady and wife, so you’re supposed to be faithful to me. But I know for a fact that wewe snuck away from Fairyland disguised as a shepherd, and spent all siku playing straw pipes and imba upendo poems to your new girlfriend. The only reason wewe left India was to come here and see that butch amazon Hippolyta. She was your boot-wearing mistress and your warrior lover, and now that she’s getting married to Theseus, you’ve come to celebrate their marriage.
Wyatt: How can wewe stand there shamelessly talking about me and Hippolyta, when wewe know that I know about your upendo for Theseus? Weren’t wewe the one who made him desert Perigouna in the middle of the night, right after he’d raped her? And weren’t wewe the one who made him cheat on all of his other girlfriends, like Aegles, Ariadne, and Antiopa?
Chris: Man, I shouldn’t have picked this play. I’m done. I want an elmination!
**Elimination**
Chris: ;D. Alright. The person going nyumbani is…THOM!
Thom: I figured. Good bye, darlings. **winks at Pierce** Just remember what we talked about…**walks out**
Pierce: >_>.
Sayu: Hey, Wyatt? Can I talk to you?
Wyatt: **looks at Sayu sadly** S-Sure…
Sayu: **pulls Wyatt away from everyone** Look, I’m sorry about…
Wyatt: Look, wewe don’t have to apologize. I know that wewe have a boyfriend. I mean, why wouldn’t you? wewe are beautiful and sweet.
Sayu: **sighs**
Danny: **sits all alone in the maktaba kusoma Hush, Hush**
Timothy: Danny? **peers into library**
Danny: **hides**
Timothy: No, Spike, he isn’t in here…You alisema he was…
Spike: I saw him come in here.
Timothy: I want to talk to him. I haven’t seen him barely today…I miss him.
Spike: I’m sure he misses wewe too. O:. I am going to get a cookie! **runs out of library**
Timothy: I’m going to be in here…
Danny: **watches Timothy**
Timothy: I wish he would at least just say hello…
Chris: O:. What will happen??? Find out MAYBE inayofuata time on TOTAL DRAMA IMAGINE~!
Sorry for the shitty ending. >_<. I am horrible writers block and yeah 3:. I may not continue this series…
All: YEAH!
Chris: Alright, let’s begin!
**Jake, Jade and Jinx enter**
Jake: Our wedding siku is almost here, my beautiful Hippolyta. We’ll be getting married in four days, on the siku of the new moon. But it seems to me that the days are passing too slowly—the old moon is taking too long to fade away! That old, slow moon is keeping me from getting what I want, just like an old widow makes her stepson wait to get his inheritance.
Jade: No, you’ll see, four days will quickly turn into four nights. And since we dream at night, time passes quickly then. Finally the new moon, curved like a silver bow in the sky, will look down on our wedding celebration.
Jake: Go, Philostrate, get the young people of Athens ready to celebrate and have a good time. Sadness is only appropriate for funerals. We don’t want it at our festivities.
Jinx: **exits**
Jake: Hippolyta, I wooed wewe with violence, using my sword, and got wewe to fall in upendo with me kwa injuring you. But I’ll marry wewe under different circumstances—with extravagant festivals, public festivities, and celebration.
**Forrest, Spike, Pierce and Thom enter**
Forrest: Long live Theseus, our famous and respected duke!
Jake: Thanks, good Egeus. What’s new with you?
Forrest: I’m here, full of anger, to complain about my daughter Hermia.—Step forward, Demetrius.—My lord, this man, Demetrius, has my permission to marry her.—Step forward, Lysander.—But this other man, Lysander, has cast a magic spell over my child’s heart.—You, you, Lysander, you’ve aliyopewa her poems, and exchanged tokens of upendo with my daughter. You’ve pretended to be in upendo with her, imba fake upendo songs softly at her window kwa moonlight, and you’ve captured her imagination kwa giving her locks of your hair, rings, toys, trinkets, knickknacks, little presents, flowers, and candies—things that can really influence an impressionable young person. You’ve connived to steal my daughter’s heart, making her stubborn and harsh instead of obedient (like she should be).—And, my gracious duke, if she won’t agree to marry Demetrius right now, I ask wewe to let me exercise the right that all fathers have in Athens. Since she belongs to me, I can do what I want with her—as the law says: I can either make her marry Demetrius—or have her killed.
Jake: What do wewe have to say for yourself, Hermia? Think carefully, pretty girl. wewe should think of your father as a god, since he’s the one who gave wewe your beauty. To him, you’re like a figure that he’s sculpted out of wax, and he has the power to keep that figure intact au to disfigure it. Demetrius is an admirable man.
Spike: So is Lysander.
Jake: You’re right, Lysander’s admirable too. But since your father doesn’t want him to marry you, wewe have to consider Demetrius to be the better man.
Spike: I wish my father could see them with my eyes.
Jake: No, wewe must see them as your father sees them.
Spike: Your grace, please forgive me. I don’t know what makes me think I can say this, and I don’t know if speaking my mind to such a powerful and noble person as yourself will damage my reputation for modesty. But please, tell me the worst thing that could happen to me if I refuse to marry Demetrius.
Jake: You’ll either be executed au you’ll never see another man again. So think carefully about what wewe want, beautiful Hermia. Consider how young wewe are, and swali your feelings. Then decide whether wewe could stand to be a nun, wearing a priestess’s habit and caged up in a cloister forever, living your entire life without a husband au children, weakly chanting hymns to the cold and virginal goddess of the moon. People who can restrain their passions and stay virgins forever are holy. But although a virgin priestess might be rewarded in heaven, a married woman is happier on Earth. A married woman is like a rose who is picked and made into a beautiful perfume, while a priestess just withers away on the stem.
Spike: **stays silent for a second** I’d rather wither away than give up my virginity to someone I don’t love.
Jake: Take some time to think about this. kwa the time of the inayofuata new moon—the siku when Hippolyta and I will be married—be ready either to be executed for disobeying your father, to marry Demetrius as your father wishes, au to take a vow to spend the rest of your life as a virgin priestess of the moon goddess.
Thom: Please give in, sweet Hermia.—And Lysander, stop uigizaji like she’s yours. I’ve got zaidi of a right to her than wewe do.
Pierce: Her father loves you, Demetrius. So why don’t wewe marry him and let me have Hermia?
Forrest: It’s true, rude Lysander, I do upendo him. That’s why I’m giving him my daughter. She’s mine, and I’m giving her to Demetrius.
Pierce: **to Jake** My lord, I’m just as noble and rich as he is. I upendo Hermia zaidi than he does. My prospects are as good as his, if not better. And beautiful Hermia loves me—which is zaidi important than all those other things I’m bragging about. Why shouldn’t I be able to marry her? Demetrius—and I’ll say this to his face—courted Nedar’s daughter, Helena, and made her fall in upendo with him. That sweet lady, Helena, loves devoutly. She adores this horrible and unfaithful man.
Chris: SKIP TO ACT 2 SCENE 1 PAGE 3!!
**cast on stage exit**
**Wyatt and Sayu enter with their vichimbakazi behind them**
Chris: O:. They look so beautiful c’:.
Wyatt: How not nice to see you, Titania.
Sayu: What, are wewe jealous, Oberon?—Fairies, let’s get out of here. I’ve sworn I’ll never sleep with him au talk to him again.
Wyatt: Wait just a minute, wewe brazen hussy. Aren’t wewe supposed to obey me, your lord and husband?
Sayu: **scoffs** If you’re my lord and husband, I must be your lady and wife, so you’re supposed to be faithful to me. But I know for a fact that wewe snuck away from Fairyland disguised as a shepherd, and spent all siku playing straw pipes and imba upendo poems to your new girlfriend. The only reason wewe left India was to come here and see that butch amazon Hippolyta. She was your boot-wearing mistress and your warrior lover, and now that she’s getting married to Theseus, you’ve come to celebrate their marriage.
Wyatt: How can wewe stand there shamelessly talking about me and Hippolyta, when wewe know that I know about your upendo for Theseus? Weren’t wewe the one who made him desert Perigouna in the middle of the night, right after he’d raped her? And weren’t wewe the one who made him cheat on all of his other girlfriends, like Aegles, Ariadne, and Antiopa?
Chris: Man, I shouldn’t have picked this play. I’m done. I want an elmination!
**Elimination**
Chris: ;D. Alright. The person going nyumbani is…THOM!
Thom: I figured. Good bye, darlings. **winks at Pierce** Just remember what we talked about…**walks out**
Pierce: >_>.
Sayu: Hey, Wyatt? Can I talk to you?
Wyatt: **looks at Sayu sadly** S-Sure…
Sayu: **pulls Wyatt away from everyone** Look, I’m sorry about…
Wyatt: Look, wewe don’t have to apologize. I know that wewe have a boyfriend. I mean, why wouldn’t you? wewe are beautiful and sweet.
Sayu: **sighs**
Danny: **sits all alone in the maktaba kusoma Hush, Hush**
Timothy: Danny? **peers into library**
Danny: **hides**
Timothy: No, Spike, he isn’t in here…You alisema he was…
Spike: I saw him come in here.
Timothy: I want to talk to him. I haven’t seen him barely today…I miss him.
Spike: I’m sure he misses wewe too. O:. I am going to get a cookie! **runs out of library**
Timothy: I’m going to be in here…
Danny: **watches Timothy**
Timothy: I wish he would at least just say hello…
Chris: O:. What will happen??? Find out MAYBE inayofuata time on TOTAL DRAMA IMAGINE~!
Sorry for the shitty ending. >_<. I am horrible writers block and yeah 3:. I may not continue this series…
