Rachel Berry (
somethingspecial) wrote2011-07-14 12:01 am
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Entry tags:
- !event: filter failure,
- !event: power failure,
- blaine: my other gay friend,
- bringing the music to adstringendum,
- broadway references are the best,
- caution: diva at work,
- feeling a little bit better disney is th,
- godmodes are really funny,
- let's sing about our feelings,
- music is the universal language,
- oh to be human again,
- renovating the old theatre,
- trolling the general population
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[There is only the briefest flash of dark brown hair as Rachel Berry turns on the PCD and races through the aisles to the stage of the theatre that she has been renovating -- and re-renovating. It appears most of it is cleaned up, from the flood, though there is still some obvious damage... but the stage is clear, which is all that really matters. For a moment, all is quiet, until two figures appear on the stage -- Blaine Anderson and Rachel Berry.
It’s Rachel that speaks first, clasping our hands together with a bright and cheery grin, her voice carrying perfectly throughout the stage.]
Excuse me! It has come to our attention that many of you have been struck deaf, blind, and dumb from this recent event, which has apparently transformed all of you into perfectly normal and defenseless human beings. While I am certain this is a tragedy for most of you, it is actually quite the relief to most of us -- so, without further ado, Blaine and I would like to dedicate this performance to the normal people of the city who can finally get a good night’s sleep.
[And she clears her throat.]
[Blaine takes a small step forward on stage, taking Rachel’s hand as he does so she moves with him. Once he’s moved, he turns to face her and, with a smile, he speaks his first few lines before the song is supposed to begin.]
Ha ha, oui, my friends; the day we have waited for may be at hand!
[Rachel grins at the words before she turns to face him, rocking forward on her toes slightly in excitement before she follows up with her next lines.]
Oh, if only that were true, Lumiere!
[He lets out a soft sigh as he turns more toward the camera.]
Aaah...human again.
[Rachel mirrors his reaction to a T as she, too, sighs wistfully and looks out towards the empty audience.]
Human again...
[Blaine offers her a quick glance once more before letting go of her hand and dropping both of his to the side.]
Yes, think of what that means...
[He takes a deep breath and begins to sing. He drags the first two words of the phrase out before continuing the rest at a normal pace. As Blaine performs, he moves across the stage, trying to act out as best as he can the things described in the song.]
I'll be cooking again! Be good-looking again! With a mademoiselle on each arm --
[He offers the camera a quick wiggle of his very triangular eyebrows while singing this line before continuing.]
When I'm human again! Only human again! Poised and polished and gleaming with charm...I'll be courting again! Chic and sporting again!
[Rachel laughs, as she claps her hands along to the silent background music, watching Blaine dance around the stage as she sings the next piece.]
Which should cause several husbands alarm!
[And then Rachel steps to one side, and her voice becomes slightly higher, to take on a new role in the production -- after all, it’s only the two of them, and someone has to play Chip.]
I’ll hop down off the shelf!
[Blaine stops his dancing for a moment to face Rachel again and he extends his arm toward her in a dramatic manner.]
And toute suite, be myself!
[Rachel takes his hand with a grin to be pulled closer, spinning neatly before arriving on his other side, still holding his hand.]
Oh, I can’t wait to be human again!
[It’s then that Rachel lets go of Blaine’s hand to move quickly across the stage, producing a hand mirror from a drawer of a table, raising it to eye-level to look at herself critically. Her singing voice becomes a little higher, and definitely more pretentious, as she takes on yet another role.]
When we're human again! Only human again! When we're knickknacks and what-nots no more!
[She puts the mirror behind her back to return to Chip’s previous singing voice with a grin.]
Little push, little shove; they could, whoosh! Fall in love!
[And out comes the mirror again with a laugh.]
Ah, cherie, won't it all be top-drawer! I'll wear lipstick and rouge! And I won't be so huge! Why, I'll easily fit through that door -- I'll exude savior-faire! I'll wear gowns! I'll have hair! It's my prayer to be human again!
[Blaine steps toward center stage once more, this time straightening up his blazer as he begins his next few lines. He’s also dragging a chair with him and he places it in front of him before he starts singing, this time with an attempt at a stuffy English accent.]
When I'm human again! Only human again! When the world once more making sense -- I'll unwind for a change!
[Rachel puts a mouth to her hands to try not to laugh, before she manages her own atrocious French accent.]
Wouldn’t that be strange!
[He looks over at her, with a mock glare.]
Can I help it if I’m t-t-tense?!
[He turns away from her, his smile once again returning as he starts to step up on the chair, swaying to the imaginary music around him.]
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit back sipping tea -- Let my early retirement commence! Far from fool made of wax -- I'll get down to brass tacks and relax!
[As he says the last line, he jumps over the top of the chair in an excited manner (a nearly high school musical way if people would recognize it). Once he lands, he quickly pulls the chair to the side and joins Rachel again for the rest of the song.
Together, the sing the rest of the song as a duet -- though Rachel seems to have procured brooms for each of them to use as they waltz around one another, cleaning the stage in time with their singing.]
When I'm human again -- So sweep the dust from the floor! Let's let some light in the room! I can feel, I can tell, someone might break the spell Any day now!
[Rachel points the broom dramatically off stage, with a laugh, before she melts back into character.]
Shine up the brass on the door! Alert the dustpail and the broom!
[And Blaine joins her in her sweeping and cleaning as they resume singing together, in more or less perfect pitch and harmony, though it is interrupted by the occassional laugh and swat of a broom by either one of them at any given moment.]
If all goes as planned, our time may be at hand, any day now! Open the shutters and let in some air! Put these here and put those over there! Sweep up the years, of sadness and tears and throw them away!
[Blaine has found himself on top of the table, extending a hand to Rachel to join him. She takes his hand with a grin and is pulled up rather easily, broom still in hand, as they sing.]
When we're human again, only human again -- When the girl finally sets us all free! Cheeks a-bloomin' again -- we're assumin' again -- we'll resume our long lost joie de vie! We'll be playin' again, holiday' again, and we're prayin' it's A-S-A-P!
[Blaine jumps off the table and turns to catch Rachel as she follows suit, spinning her neatly before setting her on her feet, so they can both sing the finale.]
When we cast off this pall, we'll stand straight, we'll walk tall, when we're all that we were! Thanks to him, thanks to her, coming closer and closer, and closer and...
[Rachel grabs Blaine’s hands and together, they drop the brooms, and waltz across the stage, clearly not taking this seriously anymore, but they are still singing the finale, dancing and whirling around with -- well, ease, across the stage. They have clearly rehearsed this.]
We'll be dancing again! We'll be twirling again! We'll be whirling around with such ease! When we're human again, only human again, we'll go waltzing those old one-two-threes! We'll be floating again! We'll be gliding again! Stepping, striding as fine as you please! Like a real human does, I'll be all that I was! On that glorious morn, when we're finally reborn, and we're all of us human again!
[As soon as they are finished singing, Rachel breaks into laughter before she hugs Blaine tightly. They spin for a few times in the center of the stage before Blaine jerks his head towards the camera, taking Rachel's hand, and offering Adstringendum a bow before they both break into laughter again.]
It’s Rachel that speaks first, clasping our hands together with a bright and cheery grin, her voice carrying perfectly throughout the stage.]
Excuse me! It has come to our attention that many of you have been struck deaf, blind, and dumb from this recent event, which has apparently transformed all of you into perfectly normal and defenseless human beings. While I am certain this is a tragedy for most of you, it is actually quite the relief to most of us -- so, without further ado, Blaine and I would like to dedicate this performance to the normal people of the city who can finally get a good night’s sleep.
[And she clears her throat.]
[Blaine takes a small step forward on stage, taking Rachel’s hand as he does so she moves with him. Once he’s moved, he turns to face her and, with a smile, he speaks his first few lines before the song is supposed to begin.]
Ha ha, oui, my friends; the day we have waited for may be at hand!
[Rachel grins at the words before she turns to face him, rocking forward on her toes slightly in excitement before she follows up with her next lines.]
Oh, if only that were true, Lumiere!
[He lets out a soft sigh as he turns more toward the camera.]
Aaah...human again.
[Rachel mirrors his reaction to a T as she, too, sighs wistfully and looks out towards the empty audience.]
Human again...
[Blaine offers her a quick glance once more before letting go of her hand and dropping both of his to the side.]
Yes, think of what that means...
[He takes a deep breath and begins to sing. He drags the first two words of the phrase out before continuing the rest at a normal pace. As Blaine performs, he moves across the stage, trying to act out as best as he can the things described in the song.]
I'll be cooking again! Be good-looking again! With a mademoiselle on each arm --
[He offers the camera a quick wiggle of his very triangular eyebrows while singing this line before continuing.]
When I'm human again! Only human again! Poised and polished and gleaming with charm...I'll be courting again! Chic and sporting again!
[Rachel laughs, as she claps her hands along to the silent background music, watching Blaine dance around the stage as she sings the next piece.]
Which should cause several husbands alarm!
[And then Rachel steps to one side, and her voice becomes slightly higher, to take on a new role in the production -- after all, it’s only the two of them, and someone has to play Chip.]
I’ll hop down off the shelf!
[Blaine stops his dancing for a moment to face Rachel again and he extends his arm toward her in a dramatic manner.]
And toute suite, be myself!
[Rachel takes his hand with a grin to be pulled closer, spinning neatly before arriving on his other side, still holding his hand.]
Oh, I can’t wait to be human again!
[It’s then that Rachel lets go of Blaine’s hand to move quickly across the stage, producing a hand mirror from a drawer of a table, raising it to eye-level to look at herself critically. Her singing voice becomes a little higher, and definitely more pretentious, as she takes on yet another role.]
When we're human again! Only human again! When we're knickknacks and what-nots no more!
[She puts the mirror behind her back to return to Chip’s previous singing voice with a grin.]
Little push, little shove; they could, whoosh! Fall in love!
[And out comes the mirror again with a laugh.]
Ah, cherie, won't it all be top-drawer! I'll wear lipstick and rouge! And I won't be so huge! Why, I'll easily fit through that door -- I'll exude savior-faire! I'll wear gowns! I'll have hair! It's my prayer to be human again!
[Blaine steps toward center stage once more, this time straightening up his blazer as he begins his next few lines. He’s also dragging a chair with him and he places it in front of him before he starts singing, this time with an attempt at a stuffy English accent.]
When I'm human again! Only human again! When the world once more making sense -- I'll unwind for a change!
[Rachel puts a mouth to her hands to try not to laugh, before she manages her own atrocious French accent.]
Wouldn’t that be strange!
[He looks over at her, with a mock glare.]
Can I help it if I’m t-t-tense?!
[He turns away from her, his smile once again returning as he starts to step up on the chair, swaying to the imaginary music around him.]
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit back sipping tea -- Let my early retirement commence! Far from fool made of wax -- I'll get down to brass tacks and relax!
[As he says the last line, he jumps over the top of the chair in an excited manner (a nearly high school musical way if people would recognize it). Once he lands, he quickly pulls the chair to the side and joins Rachel again for the rest of the song.
Together, the sing the rest of the song as a duet -- though Rachel seems to have procured brooms for each of them to use as they waltz around one another, cleaning the stage in time with their singing.]
When I'm human again -- So sweep the dust from the floor! Let's let some light in the room! I can feel, I can tell, someone might break the spell Any day now!
[Rachel points the broom dramatically off stage, with a laugh, before she melts back into character.]
Shine up the brass on the door! Alert the dustpail and the broom!
[And Blaine joins her in her sweeping and cleaning as they resume singing together, in more or less perfect pitch and harmony, though it is interrupted by the occassional laugh and swat of a broom by either one of them at any given moment.]
If all goes as planned, our time may be at hand, any day now! Open the shutters and let in some air! Put these here and put those over there! Sweep up the years, of sadness and tears and throw them away!
[Blaine has found himself on top of the table, extending a hand to Rachel to join him. She takes his hand with a grin and is pulled up rather easily, broom still in hand, as they sing.]
When we're human again, only human again -- When the girl finally sets us all free! Cheeks a-bloomin' again -- we're assumin' again -- we'll resume our long lost joie de vie! We'll be playin' again, holiday' again, and we're prayin' it's A-S-A-P!
[Blaine jumps off the table and turns to catch Rachel as she follows suit, spinning her neatly before setting her on her feet, so they can both sing the finale.]
When we cast off this pall, we'll stand straight, we'll walk tall, when we're all that we were! Thanks to him, thanks to her, coming closer and closer, and closer and...
[Rachel grabs Blaine’s hands and together, they drop the brooms, and waltz across the stage, clearly not taking this seriously anymore, but they are still singing the finale, dancing and whirling around with -- well, ease, across the stage. They have clearly rehearsed this.]
We'll be dancing again! We'll be twirling again! We'll be whirling around with such ease! When we're human again, only human again, we'll go waltzing those old one-two-threes! We'll be floating again! We'll be gliding again! Stepping, striding as fine as you please! Like a real human does, I'll be all that I was! On that glorious morn, when we're finally reborn, and we're all of us human again!
[As soon as they are finished singing, Rachel breaks into laughter before she hugs Blaine tightly. They spin for a few times in the center of the stage before Blaine jerks his head towards the camera, taking Rachel's hand, and offering Adstringendum a bow before they both break into laughter again.]
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You should lighten up and enjoy the week while it still lasts, you know. There are certain things you can't enjoy as an angel -- like the need to eat, for example. Perhaps you should take this opportunity to expand your horizons.
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Really, he's not.
Nope.
...Okay, maybe just a little bit.]
At least some people are enjoying themselves.
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It was meant to make people laugh. That is all.
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Just because some of these people possess things that were strange or odd, doesn't make them any less human than you. [He shifts the stump as if he's just moving his right arm and keeps bandaging. And the smile transforms into a heated burning look of fury.]
And to some, it gave them back something they lost. Do you really have to help drive in the panic, the fear, and the sorrow they're feeling in a bit of revenge against those who wronged you? It's unfair to lump in a bunch of people just because they're different from you.
However arrogant, however vicious or strange they are - how is this any better? And I think you're both terrible! Turning the gift of music into a weapon you can use to generalize and dehumanize people who have just as many feelings as you do!
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If you seriously think that I dislike anyone because of who they are or what they do or where they come from --
[But Rachel stops herself, because that isn't being discussed. The entire point of why she sings is to celebrate difference and embrace change. She shouldn't have to explain that to someone who hardly knows her.]
While I understand this event is difficult, I feel that a lot of the people here are taking this far too seriously, while the rest of us have to live in constant fear that we will be killed because someone is throwing a temper tantrum over something that does not involve us. A great deal of my friends have been affected by this event -- and those same friends understand that this is hardly meant to be serious.
[Rachel narrows her eyes.]
I am very sorry if I hurt your feelings. [And this is said genuinely, to her credit.] And I am sorry that you have been affected by the event, Allen, because you don't deserve such a thing -- but I am not sorry for giving the network something to possibly laugh about instead of the constant complaining I have heard over the past twenty-four hours of losing a bunch of powers that have been used for little more than destruction and mayhem.
Excuse me for feeling a little safer for the week and for finding the time to enjoy myself for once in this disgusting place without having to look behind my shoulder every ten seconds wherever I go.
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Did it ever occur to you that just because we have abilities you don't that we're still just as human as you are?
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You are more dramatic than I am, and that is impressive.
Do you honestly think I dislike any of you because you aren't strictly 'normal'? Don't be ridiculous -- the majority of my friends here are those affected by the event, and I can assure you, they understand that I am not being cruel.
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I also fail to see why everyone being human would make you feel safer. Humans are still more than dangerous to each other.
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It's a song about tea cups and broomsticks.
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I like it when you sing, Rachel, but please don't sing songs to make people feel bad. We can't help it that we're different than you are... and it's really, really scary not being able to do stuff you could always do before.
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Oh, Bubbles, it's just a song from a Disney movie -- we were trying to make people laugh, not upset people. It was just a joke.
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I appreciate the intention to try and cheer everyone up, and the singing was wonderful you two... It was a lovely performance. Though I always thought Disney was a little deceptive... I did enjoy the singing.
Some of us are just... scared, and a little sensitive right now. It seemed that the events were always the beginning of the week, and the filters were it. How long does it take for these concerts to be arranged?
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[And Rachel is sincere about that. She hates thinking that she did hurt feelings -- it really was all in good fun.]
-- and Blaine and I put this together in about... oh, five or six hours?
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So what the hell if some of us can do things ordinary people can't? You think that means we're just gonna come kick the crap out of you because we can? I thought this was somewhere people didn't have to worry about other people treating them like goddamn monsters if they happened to have some sort of powers.
And did it ever occur to you that everyone here is probably in more danger now, since there are actual monsters here that nobody stands a chance of beating without powers? I already saw someone that almost got himself killed because he ran into something that could take out most trained soldiers back in my world. Most of the people here with powers are willing to help out when crap like that happens, but now everyone that spent their entire life used to being able to throw fireballs or lightning bolts and didn't have any reason to learn to use a real weapon is useless and definitely has more reason to worry than someone whose neighbor just happens to be an uberhuman.
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And you can hardly blame me for not feeling safe when people kill each other on camera every other week.
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You haven't been able to sleep at home before this stupid event?
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[And how bad it is.]
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[Video] this wasn't stuck in my head already or anything XD
That was nice!
[Video] ISN'T IT SUCH A GREAT SONG. XD
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[Video] Of course! Disney is evil like that and gets in your head XD
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Bravo.
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Thank you!
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Many of the... abnormal... [And he says that word with such contempt and disdain, you have no idea.] individuals in this place have done nothing with their abilities but seek to protect and aid the rest of its inhabitants. Your display of bigotry is unappreciated.
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[Embracing your uniqueness is kind of her mantra. Rachel just doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut.]
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Wonderful! Just wonderful!
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What was that? Why... can't you wear gowns? I thought you were human, so why is it you want to be human again?
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