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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
Brown Eyes:
**The sunshine has decided to drop in at this bleak moment and bring some sun-shiny happiness to you all.**
**And... I'll even give you a CareBear if it will cheer the situation up. Maybe if Ennis knows there is a CareBear waiting to be picked up, he'll come around.** :-\
moremojo:
ASIDE FROM CONCERNED FAN AND OCCASIONAL PARTICIPANT:
O please, my Brokie brethren (and sistren), let not the P.T. die a cold, lonely death, in media res, with so many essentials and tangents still unresolved. I dipped my hand into the thread a couple of times, as a mostly absent Bear and as a curious, hen-pecked Jimbo, and would consider doin' what I could to get things flowing again. Lemme know if I can be of any help.
Hopefully,
Scott (the once and future Bear)
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
**I'm agreein' with the bear. Last time this happened, I started spoutin' poetry. Course, then 'tweren't in the middle of a scene.**
((Nestles back on his heels, flips the rim of his hat back a little with his finger and a quirky, sideways, but sad grin.))
**Hell, I'd think a somethin' ta entertain ya with if I weren't so depressed about this sad little number.**
((Jack's reveries are interrupted by a black Mercedes screeching to a halt in the nearby gravel, rocks skidding everywhere.))
Daniel:
LAUREL SPARTA:
((Laurel is in a state of disrepair. Her black dress is disheveled, her mascara running, her hair wild in the Wyoming wind. She runs toward Ennis as far as her stilletto heels will carry her, then falls to the ground as a heel breaks. She pulls off the shoe and crawls back toward him, sobbing ferociously.))
**Please, please Ennis, don't pull this silent treatment.... The Producer.... The secretary called.... I don't want to die!!! What are you protesting??? Do you want higher wages.... is this something political.....? Let me know and I'll call the governor, I'll call the president. I'll even call the United Nations,** ((Laurel sniffs.)) **but I don't think they can do anything.**
((Laurel breaks down and sobs at Ennis's feet.))
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((Jack starts to go forward and help Miss Sparta back to her feet again, giving Ennis a sour look, but then raises his hands in disgust as he remembers he's not an active part anymore.))
**For cryin' out....** ((looks over at Older Jack)) **You wanna take care of this poor lady? I've had about enough a'this for right now. If you want me, I'll be relivin' my dream Christmas 1963.**
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