Jacob Stone (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bookbrawler) wrote2018-04-06 07:26 am
bookbrawler) wrote2018-04-06 07:26 am
All the World's a Stage - for luckythief
[The clippings book had a two-fer that day. Even though Apep had been defeated and the ley lines had gone back to normal, there were still artifacts, new and old, popping up here and there.
And apparently, Cass, Baird, and Flynn won the rock, paper, scissors battle and got to go to the Bahamas. But it's cool, cause who doesn't want to see a mysterious new play that opened up on some obscure little theater in an out-of-the-way street in New York?
Something was up as soon as they got to the theater. It was an old, run-down refurbished previous movie theater from the 1930s that seemed to not show up on any records on the internet, and apparently this address used to be a laundromat? But after interviewing the people who lived around there, supposedly the theater had been there forever, just closed down until some rich guy bought it and refurbished it.
And said rich guy was doing a one-man show for what seemed like the tiniest audience in existence. There was nobody in line for tickets, that is, if they were even selling tickets because apparently you could just walk right in? The weird thing was, everyone who had seen the show--which was all of 15 people over the course of two weeks--had either ended up arrested, in the hospital, or locked themselves in their homes and refused to answer the door.
Jacob decided to see if he could see what was the fuss with the show--maybe it was something in the play itself--and asked Ezekiel to snoop around backstage to see if he could find anything magical going on.
Three hours later, and Jacob still hasn't exited the theater yet. Maybe he fell asleep?]
And apparently, Cass, Baird, and Flynn won the rock, paper, scissors battle and got to go to the Bahamas. But it's cool, cause who doesn't want to see a mysterious new play that opened up on some obscure little theater in an out-of-the-way street in New York?
Something was up as soon as they got to the theater. It was an old, run-down refurbished previous movie theater from the 1930s that seemed to not show up on any records on the internet, and apparently this address used to be a laundromat? But after interviewing the people who lived around there, supposedly the theater had been there forever, just closed down until some rich guy bought it and refurbished it.
And said rich guy was doing a one-man show for what seemed like the tiniest audience in existence. There was nobody in line for tickets, that is, if they were even selling tickets because apparently you could just walk right in? The weird thing was, everyone who had seen the show--which was all of 15 people over the course of two weeks--had either ended up arrested, in the hospital, or locked themselves in their homes and refused to answer the door.
Jacob decided to see if he could see what was the fuss with the show--maybe it was something in the play itself--and asked Ezekiel to snoop around backstage to see if he could find anything magical going on.
Three hours later, and Jacob still hasn't exited the theater yet. Maybe he fell asleep?]
cw violence
What the hell is wrong with you!?
[He reaches out, attempting to grab him again.]
cw violence
I asked you first! [He starts dancing backwards, keeping his eyes on Stone, trying to keep an eye on his movements and draw him towards the theater's exit at the same time.]
So what the hell is wrong with you?
cw violence
There's nothin' wrong with me! You're makin' a scene! You're ruining one of humanity's oldest and most revered traditions!
[He tries to grab him again. Best not get caught, Jones, because he looks like he could kill.]
cw violence
[Ezekiel jumps back again, hoping that whatever has Stone in his clutches will stop working once they hit the street. Otherwise...
He's not really sure.]
If there's someone who's making a scene it's you. And that guy sucked!