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GOCT Round 2 Improv-a-Ganza Pg3
Mary and Meagan waved back to Zack as they were pushed on to the stage. They blinked their eyes a little get used to the light being pointed at them. They looked out to the clapping crowd. Mostly pieces of art, but some were monstrous creatures that shouldn't exist. They slowly stopped clapping and it became silent. The girls looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
In the very back, in one of the higher pews, sat Noname. She chuckled and grinned devilishly. "Those two will be putting on a good show for me, whether they win or not. Since I'm here, I'll be sure to see that they won't escape without some sort of injury or punishment. They need to pay some sort of price for embarrassing me in front of my friends." She scanned the stage some more and murred. "Now, when will that little boy and ghost appear? I want to see some carnage like their last round." She stopped talking as someone started speaking on the stage.
The girls looked to their right side to see a tal
GOCT Round 2 Improv-a-Ganza Pg2
They opened the door to find another room, but it was bigger than the last one. They all stepped in to hear someone talking loudly, followed by laughter and applause behind a large current just a few feet ahead. Mannequins and other creatures were walking around in different costumes or carrying thick pages and reading from it.
"Looks like a backstage for the workers and actors." Zack commented, seeing a cyclops walk by and ignore them, too busy looking over his paper. "Kind of like my old school plays."
Mary nodded. "Alright, so we just have to find another way out." They all stepped in to the center of the room, but still nobody really noticed them. Meagan nudged Mary and showed her a door to their right. A sign above it glowed bright red with the word 'Exit' on it.
Mary seemed to cock her eyebrow in suspicion. "I think that's a bit too easy..."
Zack shrugged. "Maybe we're just lucky?" Meagan nodded. "Yeah. If Zack can be lucky during his round, then maybe he's like a luck charm."
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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