

FateA sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.Fate
PETER. Beautiful weather today. GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm. PETER. [Extending his hand] The name’s Peter.


AfterlifeA desert road.Afterlife
A body lies on the road. SAM is sitting on it. It is his corpse. He gets up. Looks at the body, and looks at himself. He feels himself for fat. He goes stage LEFT. As he reaches the end, he stops. He then goes stage RIGHT. He stops. He looks out toward the audience. He goes upstage. He goes downstage. Finally, he glumly takes a seat on his body again and sighs heavily with his chin in both hands, elbows on his knees. He stares at the ground and takes no notice of his

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Meow!
Ashley
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"Do not underestimate the skill of a professional artist, for his or her's very profession could be limiting what you see."
~Eclipsis
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Good afternoon. Studio Katchoo. This is Vagina. How may I help you?
I am #263 Zigzagoon in DA's Pokemon Crew
Tell me how your life is, it's GOT to be better than mine.
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We just witnessed a case of misdirected rage. I think the technical term is "being an ass."
~Sohma Shigure
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Good afternoon. Studio Katchoo. This is Vagina. How may I help you?
I am #263 Zigzagoon in DA's Pokemon Crew
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