"humanity" The Musical

[Draeris 3124]

As the Medi'ir elections arrive, kind participant Navus'Lorundil Vincere developes a new theatre with his campaigners, believing it could not only entertain, but boost their votes.

 

On the first dawn of the month Bloomis,

Musicians, actors and several novelists enter the central square of Haelun'Or. Soon, 14 portraits block off sight of a street, making a well painted Abresi background. Actors with their pointy ears covered and a overly pink look, enter the stage. People gathering, already laughing at the sight of elfs trying to be humans. They light two flames for a nice warmth aura, and a announcer comes forward.

 

 

"Hail Mali's of Haelun'Or! As the elections soon arrive, we made you this entertainment for tonight!

Take a seat and watch the greatest humorisitc entertainment anyone has ever seen!

 

* The entertainer moves away. making place for several nice looking "humans". They all wear commoner dresses and alot of make up, some even wielding the banner of human coorperations or towns to make it look more realistic.

 

 

"The lady in blue begins to talk on a overly human dialect.

 

So Karah, what does the future hold for you?

 

"the lady in red replies.

 

I don't know Jasmin, the brothel in Abresi seems quite popular.

 

Are you crazy Karah? Offering such things to a guard would make you earn enough!

 

"The older lady in red turns to the two.

 

Karah and Jasmin stop talking like about your nice futures and return to making money for the nobles to spend on booze!

 

"They both reply
 

"Yes mother!

 

"The other women start to dance like human males prefer, some watch with disgust, others watch with a grim. More people start to gather as they all start to dance, exposing parts of their leg and stomach.

 

"music starts to play by the orkest in the background, several knights, a small child and a noble walk on stage. On the other side comes two high elfs painted black pretending to be dark elfs.

 

 

"The noble man speaks arrogantly

 

I am a noble from Hanseti, In return of licking my boots for illusionary justice, you will get my daughter in return.

 

"the small child replies

 

But dad! I want to work in a brothel like all the other girls do!

 

"The old man pretends to hit the small child, while saying "

Show respect you little ****! Go on then, they payed much for you!

 

"The dark elfs nod as the child is pushed to the them. They pull out a black screen of smoke, leaving a wooden board with the painted letters

 

"Never trust furnaces, they are as worse as humans."

 

The crowd laughs as they have never seen such entertainment. The music starts playing again, but this time the background is changed to a fancy park. A old man and a doctor walk on the stage, and take a seat on the placed benches.

 

 

 

"The old man turns to the doctor, pretending to cough extremely before talking.

 

Doctor.. could you save me..?

 

"The doctor chuckles, looking at the old man

 

That would be 15000 Minas sir.

 

"The old man nods, throwing several bags of minas to the doctor, while doing so he asks:

 

What surgery must I have?

 

"The doctor replies "

 

To avoid coughing, we must drill a hole in your neck so the pain can fly out.

 

"The music starts playing again, this time the whole square is full of entertained high elfs.

 

"Two well clothed actors walk on the stage, with the background changing into a castle wall. They both start talking to eachother in a very, rich tone.

 

 

Say Charles should we help the people with our millions of Minas?

"The man frowns to the woman

 

Are you insane Rosalina? How dare you to speak such poo!

 

"The music plays its last melody, with a song text about humans"

 

 

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one

Drying in the colour of the evening sun

Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away

But something in our minds will always stay

Perhaps this final act was meant

To clinch a lifetime's argument

That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could

For all those born beneath an angry star

Lest we forget how fragile we are



On and on the rain will fall

Like tears from a star like tears from a star

On and on the rain will say

How fragile we are how fragile we are



On and on the rain will fall

Like tears from a star like tears from a star

On and on the rain will say

How fragile we are how fragile we are

How fragile we are how fragile we are
 

[Sporadic 2844]

Ellir starts clapping as the show concludes, and she doesn't stop. "Yes! Yes! A million times yes!" she clamors.

 

She raises a hand, but it soon drops again, and she swallows. She does not have the heart to tell the host the Medi'ir collections were concluded an Elven day ago.

[MrSyth 637]

Silvos walks in on the scene, and after it finishes be bluntly states

"Silir'Ilume is the fimedi'ir. Well done, fool."

He then walks off, shaking his head.

[Feans 0]

Laura'Rosyn Vincere hears several whispers after the clapping, saying that the Medi'ir is already elected. With her nimble finger she touches her lips thinking "Oops..". With a smile on her face of succesion of her written script, she walks off to her brother, telling him that he has been misinformed.

 

(( Sorry folks I kinda suggested him to apply himself for Medi'ir as I think he would be a wonderful leader! I guess I am a bit, outdated.))

[SarahsLife 0]

Sarah'Rosyn Vincere chuckles as she observes her friend telling the news akwardly to Sarah's husband.. "Why does she even bother to try to inform when she doesn't follow the news!" she mutters in herself. While shaking her head she returns to her parchment, did she have work or did she have work.

[Draeris 3124]

While hearing the news of his nervous sister, Navus'Lorundil Vincere slowly walks in his room. He didn't know if he should be angry at her, or proud for writing such amazing musical. With a piece of quill in his mouth he turns to his sister "Laura, if you somehow have something to inform me that I do not know, next time please read the latest news!". While shaking his head he smiles. "Nice musical though, well done."

 

As Navus motions for Laura to get out, he returns to his paperwork. Someone has to do something good around here.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.