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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 2:58:22 GMT
@allie: Hiya! :-) I didn't miss anything out did I?
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Post by lillyfan123 on Feb 21, 2007 3:00:34 GMT
Hey guys. I have to go to bed EARLY tonight. Thanks for the wuv. Numbuh 5 wasn't in there because it was focousing on 3/4 and 1/362. I just needed a narator. X3 That is why numbuh 2 was in there.
Offtopic OMG! I just learned that our homeschool class, is taking a trip to the D.C. on a plane in the spring! Woot for me!!!!
Erm....hi and bye Lilshy! ;D Night guys....
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Post by allie on Feb 21, 2007 3:01:17 GMT
Nope, don't think so. ^-^
Guys, I'm sorry to cut it short, but it's time for me to go to bed now. Nighty-night! X3 See you all tomorrow!
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 21, 2007 3:15:01 GMT
Nighty night...
I have scene 2 done..I'll do scene three later..my back is killing me: Romeo and Juliet, Act 1, Scene 2:
Mr. Mckenzie, Patton, and one of Mr. McKenzie’s servants made their way down a lone street. Mr. McKenzie thought of nothing but his family’s most recent run in with the Montagues.
“But Montague is bound as well as I, in penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think, for men so old as we to keep the peace,” He thought aloud. Would it truly be that hard to be friends with the Montagues? Surely, if he managed to find some way, they could perpetuate peace throughout Verona.
Patton was barely listening to the old man, but decided to humor him. “Of honourable reckoning are you both, and pity 'tis you lived at odds so long,” That, at least, was true. Patton knew that it would be helpful if the two powerful families managed to reconcile. But that was not why he was here this day. He had something more important on his mind. “But now, my lord, what say you to my suit?”
“But saying o'er what I have said before,” Mr. McKenzie started, and Patton fought off the urge to sigh. He knew what came next. “My child is yet a stranger in the world; She hath not seen the change of fourteen years. Let two more summers wither in their pride, Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.”
Same reasoning every time. Rachel was too young for marriage, in her father’s opinion. But Patton was not so easily dissuaded.
“Younger than she are happy mothers made,” Patton said reasonably, referring to the other girls who had married at twelve, or even younger at times.
“And too soon marr'd are those so early made,” Mr. McKenzie retorted. “The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she, She is the hopeful lady of my earth,” Patton was actually starting to wane in his determination. Rachel was too dear to her father for him to bear letting her go. Then Mr. McKenzie added “But woo her, gentle Patton, get her heart, My will to her consent is but a part; An she agree, within her scope of choice lies my consent and fair according voice. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast, whereto I have invited many a guest, such as I love; and you, among the store, one more, most welcome, makes my number more,” Mr. McKenzie extended his invitation cheerfully, and Patton smiled, despite himself. He had Mr. McKenzie’s approval. Now all that was needed was Rachel’s.
Mr. McKenzie, at long last, addressed his servant. “Go, sirrah, trudge about through fair Verona; find those persons out whose names are written there, and to them say, My house and welcome on their pleasure stay.”
With that, Mr. McKenzie and Patton left, leaving the servant all alone. “Find them out whose names are written here! It is written, that the shoemaker should meddle with his yard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher with his pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I am sent to find those persons whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the writing person hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time,” he thought aloud.
He noticed two young men walking towards him, intent upon their own business. He studied them, listening in on their conversation a bit. “Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning, one pain is lessen'd by another's anguish; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning; one desperate grief cures with another's languish: Take thou some new infection to thy eye, and the rank poison of the old will die,” Lee told Nigel, patting him on the back. It was all the words of wisdom he could truly offer his friend.
“Your plaintain-leaf is excellent for that,” Nigel growled
“For what, I pray thee?”
“For your broken shin.”
“Why, Nigel, art thou mad?” Lee knew it was a dumb question, but he figured that keeping his friend talking was the smarter idea.
“Not mad, but bound more than a mad-man is; Shut up in prison, kept without my food, Whipp'd and tormented and,” He stopped his complaining when he noticed the servant watching them. “--God-den, good fellow,” he greeted him.
“God gi' god-den,” replied the servant. “I pray, sir, can you read?”
“Ay, mine own fortune in my misery,” Nigel joked.
“Ye say honestly: rest you merry!”
“Stay, fellow; I can read,” Nigel said, grabbing the list away and reading it aloud. “ 'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters; County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the lady widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovely nieces; Hoagie P. Gilligan and his brother Valentine; mine uncle McKenzie, his wife and daughters; my fair niece Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin Numbuh 363, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A fair assembly: whither should they come?” Nigel asked as he finished the list.
“Up,” said the servant simply.
“Whither?” Nigel insisted.
“To supper; to our house,” the servant said without thinking. “Whose house?” “My master's.”
“Indeed, I should have ask'd you that before,” Nigel admitted.
“Now I'll tell you without asking:,” The servant said proudly, “my master is the great rich McKenzie; and if you be not of the house of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry!” With that, the servant was off.
“At this same ancient feast of McKenzie's sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, with all the admired beauties of Verona: Go thither; and, with unattainted eye, Compare her face with some that I shall show, and I will make thee think thy swan a crow,” Lee said decidedly. It was the best way he could think of to get Nigel to realize that his love was not as beautiful as he thought, and therefore, not as worth his time.
“When the devout religion of mine eye maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; And these, who often drown'd could never die, transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun ne'er saw her match since first the world begun,” Nigel said defensively. There was no way Lee could deter him of this. Rosaline was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. He would make Lee agree.
“Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by, herself poised with herself in either eye: But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you shining at this feast, and she shall scant show well that now shows best,” Lee was sort of toying with Nigel now, though Nigel did not seem to get it. Lee was only trying to cheer him up.
“I'll go along, no such sight to be shown, but to rejoice in splendor of mine own,” Nigel said with a smirk. To him, this was a contest. And he would win.
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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 5:17:43 GMT
Aw cute the MV's are slowly coming
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 21, 2007 6:27:40 GMT
Mine's being a pain in the butt...I think we should attempt to keep the same scheme..you know, Hoagie as Lumiere, Wally as Cogworth, Kuki as Ms. Pots...but if you've already done something different, lilshy, don't worry about it.
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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 6:32:31 GMT
I was originally going to plan it that way and it would fit in with it... so I say go for it!
Edit: anyone got any pictures of Patton?
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 21, 2007 6:35:43 GMT
Err...afraid not.
GAAH! I still can't get this one to work! *kicks the song, then hugs it in apology*
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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 6:41:23 GMT
That's okay I might of found one...
edit: Which one are you working on?
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 21, 2007 6:51:07 GMT
I'm doing Tale as Old as Time. If it will start cooperating and stop hating me.
I'm going to work on my Cinderella vid for a bit..that one likes me more. (Not Cinderella the disney movie...it's the song by the Cheetah Girls)
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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 6:54:39 GMT
Aw I'm leaving the most challenging one last (yes I am a procrastinator and proud of it.) Which is for me Be Our Guest.
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 21, 2007 6:59:14 GMT
*nods* I can see why it would be...
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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 7:03:53 GMT
Going to be fun though
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 21, 2007 7:05:15 GMT
Yeah, I look forward to it. ^_^
I love how this group of shippers is so dedicated to working together. We built the site together, we're writing Mr. Warburton's "Nigel and Rachel" together, and now the Disney thing. We rock. ^_^
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Post by lilshy on Feb 21, 2007 7:06:19 GMT
Oh yes we do
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