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[numberoneblind]

argh. enter HELL WEEK.


so we get to kill a freshman tomorrow...


yeah, see, there are a lot of guns in our Forensics play, being that it's about assassins and all. obviously none loaded or functional. you still don't play with them, though... 'cause, you know, they're GUNS. well, the freshman on stage left got put in charge of one -- a big scary-looking rifle thing. so Mark, one of the crew guys, walks off the stage in a blackout, and suddenly here's this freshman with the hunting rifle pointed right between Mark's eyes. um, yeah. not good idea, to do to ANYONE. aside from being really fucking stupid and rude, that would possibly get us disqualified in competition. IT'S A GUN, YOU STUPID LITTLE FUCKTARD! but yeah, the kid left before we could kill him. so tomorrow, he dies.


I think I'm getting sick, I spent the entire rehearsal feeling weird and feverish, which I usually never have happen.


so, um, yeah. I think I should go sleep.

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[prop-wench.livejournal.com]

"insert evil laugh here"

i give him one thing to do........ and he fucks it up!!!!!!

*insert evil laugh here*