Chris: Alright! Welcome back! It’s time to start our play! Cast, are you ready?
All: YEAH!
Chris: Alright, let’s begin!
**Jake, Jade and Jinx enter**
Jake: Our wedding araw is almost here, my beautiful Hippolyta. We’ll be getting married in four days, on the araw 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 you with violence, using my sword, and got you to fall in pag-ibig with me sa pamamagitan ng injuring you. But I’ll marry you 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 ibingiay her poems, and exchanged tokens of pag-ibig with my daughter. You’ve pretended to be in pag-ibig with her, pag-awit fake pag-ibig songs softly at her window sa pamamagitan ng moonlight, and you’ve captured her imagination sa pamamagitan ng 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 you 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 you have to say for yourself, Hermia? Think carefully, pretty girl. You should think of your father as a god, since he’s the one who gave you 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 or 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, you have to consider Demetrius to be the better man.
Spike: I wish my father could see them with my eyes.
Jake: No, you 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 or you’ll never see another man again. So think carefully about what you want, beautiful Hermia. Consider how young you are, and tanong your feelings. Then decide whether you 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 or 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. sa pamamagitan ng the time of the susunod new moon—the araw when Hippolyta and I will be married—be ready either to be executed for disobeying your father, to marry Demetrius as your father wishes, or 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 pagganap like she’s yours. I’ve got madami of a right to her than you do.
Pierce: Her father loves you, Demetrius. So why don’t you marry him and let me have Hermia?
Forrest: It’s true, rude Lysander, I do pag-ibig 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 pag-ibig Hermia madami than he does. My prospects are as good as his, if not better. And beautiful Hermia loves me—which is madami 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 pag-ibig 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 mga engkanto behind them**
Chris: O:. They look so beautiful c’:.
Wyatt: How not nice to see you, Titania.
Sayu: What, are you jealous, Oberon?—Fairies, let’s get out of here. I’ve sworn I’ll never sleep with him or talk to him again.
Wyatt: Wait just a minute, you brazen hussy. Aren’t you 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 you snuck away from Fairyland disguised as a shepherd, and spent all araw playing straw pipes and pag-awit pag-ibig poems to your new girlfriend. The only reason you left India was to come here and see that butch birago 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 you stand there shamelessly talking about me and Hippolyta, when you know that I know about your pag-ibig for Theseus? Weren’t you the one who made him desert Perigouna in the middle of the night, right after he’d raped her? And weren’t you 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 tahanan 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, you don’t have to apologize. I know that you have a boyfriend. I mean, why wouldn’t you? You are beautiful and sweet.
Sayu: **sighs**
Danny: **sits all alone in the aklatan pagbaba Hush, Hush**
Timothy: Danny? **peers into library**
Danny: **hides**
Timothy: No, Spike, he isn’t in here…You sinabi 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 you 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 susunod 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 araw is almost here, my beautiful Hippolyta. We’ll be getting married in four days, on the araw 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 you with violence, using my sword, and got you to fall in pag-ibig with me sa pamamagitan ng injuring you. But I’ll marry you 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 ibingiay her poems, and exchanged tokens of pag-ibig with my daughter. You’ve pretended to be in pag-ibig with her, pag-awit fake pag-ibig songs softly at her window sa pamamagitan ng moonlight, and you’ve captured her imagination sa pamamagitan ng 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 you 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 you have to say for yourself, Hermia? Think carefully, pretty girl. You should think of your father as a god, since he’s the one who gave you 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 or 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, you have to consider Demetrius to be the better man.
Spike: I wish my father could see them with my eyes.
Jake: No, you 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 or you’ll never see another man again. So think carefully about what you want, beautiful Hermia. Consider how young you are, and tanong your feelings. Then decide whether you 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 or 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. sa pamamagitan ng the time of the susunod new moon—the araw when Hippolyta and I will be married—be ready either to be executed for disobeying your father, to marry Demetrius as your father wishes, or 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 pagganap like she’s yours. I’ve got madami of a right to her than you do.
Pierce: Her father loves you, Demetrius. So why don’t you marry him and let me have Hermia?
Forrest: It’s true, rude Lysander, I do pag-ibig 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 pag-ibig Hermia madami than he does. My prospects are as good as his, if not better. And beautiful Hermia loves me—which is madami 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 pag-ibig 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 mga engkanto behind them**
Chris: O:. They look so beautiful c’:.
Wyatt: How not nice to see you, Titania.
Sayu: What, are you jealous, Oberon?—Fairies, let’s get out of here. I’ve sworn I’ll never sleep with him or talk to him again.
Wyatt: Wait just a minute, you brazen hussy. Aren’t you 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 you snuck away from Fairyland disguised as a shepherd, and spent all araw playing straw pipes and pag-awit pag-ibig poems to your new girlfriend. The only reason you left India was to come here and see that butch birago 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 you stand there shamelessly talking about me and Hippolyta, when you know that I know about your pag-ibig for Theseus? Weren’t you the one who made him desert Perigouna in the middle of the night, right after he’d raped her? And weren’t you 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 tahanan 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, you don’t have to apologize. I know that you have a boyfriend. I mean, why wouldn’t you? You are beautiful and sweet.
Sayu: **sighs**
Danny: **sits all alone in the aklatan pagbaba Hush, Hush**
Timothy: Danny? **peers into library**
Danny: **hides**
Timothy: No, Spike, he isn’t in here…You sinabi 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 you 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 susunod time on TOTAL DRAMA IMAGINE~!
Sorry for the shitty ending. >_<. I am horrible writers block and yeah 3:. I may not continue this series…
