Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

The Dramatics: Theater Tour and Workshop!!!!!

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You are sitting at your desk, trying to figure out the algebra worksheet your teacher gave you. Maybe you shouldn’t have asked for extra homework, you think, staring at the pile of history packets and writing assignments that threaten to fall off of your desk. Oh well, you sigh, picking up your pencil again, and turning your attention back to your homework. Hmmm, what’s 7c(-4) + 97? You stare fiercely at the paper, twirling your pencil, using the sheer force of your brain power to make the answer to magically pop onto the the paper, when a creamy envelope drops onto your desk in a shower of rainbow sparkles.

Oooh! Your homework is gone (temporarily, at least), and you pick up the envelope. Immediately, you notice that there is no address on the front. Turning it over, you find a wax seal (like the kind in Harry Potter) embossed with a capital “D”. You slide your thumb under the envelope’s flap, and break the seal to reveal even more rainbow glitter inside of the envelope. You pour it out, puzzled, and watch as the glitter magically transfigures into a letter. You’re even more surprised when it begins to speak:

“Ahem. Dear Chatterboxer, you have been invited to an exclusive theater tour and workshop hosted by The Dramatics theater. Enjoy acting classes, costume designing courses, and choreography workshops based on a selection of noteworthy musicals, including Hamilton! You may bring two guests to accompany you during your stay at the 5-star Theater Tale Hotel. Pack your bags quickly, because space is limited to 12 CBers and their guests. Simply step outside to be teleported to your destination!

Enjoy your stay,

The Stage Manager

The Dramatics: Theater Tours and Workshops

Wow,you think. You love musical theater, and an excuse to skip school would be great. . . Even though you love school, you don’t really love the homework. Then the letter begins to speak again:

“Oh, dear me, I’d almost forgotten the terms and conditions!

1. You may not bring tortillas of any kind, as the Stage Manager happens to have an incredibly abnormal allergy to tortillas.

2. The Dramatics: Theater Tours and Workshops are not responsible for any injuries, abductions, highway robberies, or murders of any sort.

3. Please contact the Stage Manager with any queries regarding the selection of musicals. You may suggest one, and the Stage Manager will consider it depending on the amount of chocolate and books you bring her.

4. There will be no wi-fi signal at the theater, so there is no need to bring any electronic devices. There will be iPod-like devices for guests to listen to Hamilton all day.

5. Walls are sound-proof for any guests who would NOT like to hear Hamilton all day.

6. In the (unlikely) event of an emergency, the theater has communication devices to reach the outside world.

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You may start guessing me as soon as you join! Have fun!

submitted by The Stage Manager
(August 29, 2016 - 10:15 pm)

back to the Pudding's Place

Uh oh!! It better not be Chrissie........:((

 

Lol 

 

 

Milli says fhzh. Static....Oh no. *rushes off to the newsies room* 

submitted by Inktail
(September 25, 2016 - 7:41 pm)
submitted by NEW PART OUT NOW!!!!
(September 24, 2016 - 11:34 pm)

Are you Autumn Leaves?

submitted by Kestrel
(September 25, 2016 - 10:12 am)

I am not Claaws or Autumn Leaves. . . Guess again

submitted by The Stage Manager
(September 25, 2016 - 1:41 pm)

Does this have something to do with the leaf embossing? Are you Leafpool?

submitted by Kestrel
(September 25, 2016 - 3:32 pm)

Not Leafpool! Keep thinking. . . 

submitted by The Stage Manager
(September 25, 2016 - 5:23 pm)

Le Mis! (Theater abbreviation for Les Miserables) I love it--such a classic! 

Hmm, who died...  

submitted by Icy, age 12, The Forest
(September 25, 2016 - 5:39 pm)

Yaaaaaay I'm in Hamilton! Thank you Stage Manager! You don't know how happy that's made me!

submitted by The Riddler
(September 25, 2016 - 6:24 pm)

The raven maybe? Are you a Ravenclaw? Hmmm....Cho?

submitted by Inktail
(September 25, 2016 - 7:31 pm)

Nope. .. I'm not someone you would expect. . .

submitted by The Stage Manager
(September 25, 2016 - 7:49 pm)

@The Stage Manager

You can call me anything, as long as it's not Dorothy! 

submitted by OtR @Stage Manager
(September 26, 2016 - 7:25 pm)
submitted by Top of the stage!!!!
(September 27, 2016 - 7:24 pm)
I finished the next part sooner than expected!!
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Day 2, Part 1

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Chrissie was the first to wake up. “Good morning, everyone,” she murmured sleepily. “What’s for breakfast?” She stretched and looked around, and screamed. 
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Tulip gradually opened her eyes. “What’s the racket, Chrissie?” She sat up, and started screaming. 
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Shadowcat slept like a rock. In the midst of Chrissie and Tulip’s screaming, he managed groan, “It’s too early to be screaming.” 
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By then, the neighboring room had begun to wake up. And although Inktail could barely make it out through the not-quite-soundproof-walls, she was sure that it was Chrissie screaming. 
Grumbling to herself, Inktail got out of bed and shuffled into the Newsies room. She opened the door, and— screamed. 
Doors opened across the halls, and the CBers stepped out, wondering what on earth the fuss was all about. 
They all gathered around Inktail, and started— screaming. And Kate-the-Great began to cry softly. The murderer rolled their eyes in the midst of the crowd. What was it with CBers and screaming? 
Soon, all the CBers moved away from the doorway of the Newsies room, and Kate-the-Great walked in to find Brian, stone-dead. [The next part has been removed  for our younger readers.] 
The Stage Manager arrived a soon as possible, with cherry cough drops for Chrissie, who had a very sore throat from screaming for fifteen minutes straight. (Way to beat your record, Mili had whispered to her. And you didn’t get in trouble with Inktail too!) The Stage Manager had closed the doors to the Newsies room, and had told the CBers to head over to the theater for the breakfast buffet. Although hesitant to leave, the CBers started walking the three blocks back to the theater. 
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Although their minds were a bit uneasy, their stomachs remained strong, and the CBers found themselves quite hungry, especially after most of them had skipped dinner the night before. Food was ample distraction from the previous day’s events, and the CBers immensely enjoyed the pastry buffet laid out in front of them. 
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Spirit Rain was surveying the array of croissants, deciding whether to get the jam croissant or the chocolate one, when a huge shadow fell over her. She looked up and saw a swirl of black silk, and luckily, had the sense to back up. 
The Stage Manager appeared a split second later, and took the croissant table down with her. 
“Oh, dear,” The Stage Manager picked up a croissant and bit into it. “Oh, lovely. I do need to work on my landings. . . What’s this? Jam? Scrumptious!” 
The CBers all stared at the Stage Manager awkwardly, wondering whether or not the should laugh. A couple of AEs had trouble suppressing their giggles. 
“Now, what was I going to tell you?” The Stage Manager stayed seated in her pile of croissants. “Oh, yes. We’re having our first acting workshop in about 10 minutes. Please meet me onstage—I’m assuming you know how to get there.” The Stage Manager grabbed a couple more croissants, and disappeared again in a swirl of black silk. 
“So much for croissants,” grumbled Spirit-Rain. 
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submitted by The Stage Manager , Guess Me!!!
(September 27, 2016 - 11:40 pm)

Haha! No, I wouldn't put my AETCHA and CAPTCHA in trouble for this. Good call, guys! :( Sorry, Brian

submitted by Inktail,Chrissie,Mil
(September 28, 2016 - 6:12 pm)

i wil merder u merderer! bewar! I hav salsa!!!

submitted by Brian
(September 28, 2016 - 9:53 pm)
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