[ There's quite a lot of activity going on behind him, what with the renovations being done. Geoffrey has a very select group of skills, thankfully, and one of them happens to be to find capable people who are willing to do things for him with only the barest expectation of payment (if that). Thankfully, in a people who have been devoid of music and art and literature, he has some of the finest bait possible. He's already put the posting outside the door here and at the temple and he's been looking through one of the abandoned libraries to find what he needs. Thankfully, he could probably transcribe the damn thing himself if he really needed to.
All the same, to the camera, he looks just a little wild-eyed, amped to 11 out of a possible 5, and only one of his shirt collars is tucked in properly. So, his usual when a play is afoot. ]
Hello!
[ That comes with a bow. ]
My name is Geoffrey Tennant, and I have been as of late the artistic director of the New Burbage Theatre Festival. As of now, it seems, I am your God of Art, Literature, and Music.
[ There's a little sweep of his eyebrows that clearly questions this decision, but he was better than nothing. Definitely better than nothing. ]
Given that my chosen art happens to be theatre, I thought I might invite some of the rest of you to join us here in the production we'll be putting on.
[ He holds out his hands in big, bold gestures. ]
The Tempest. One of my personal favorites, and certainly on topic as we all might feel just a touch as if we've been pulled through mystical means to a rather 'strange new world', as it were.
I'm going to need actors, of course, but also people to be stage crew, anyone interested in making fliers or pamphlets [ he chews on a nail as the details start to crowd his mind and he looks a little twitchy ] I may be the god of Art, but I still can't do much more than stick figures myself. Stick figures! And this play deserves better.
Come down, audition if you like, volunteer if you like, or just express interest and find out when we plan to open. All of that would be splendid, thank you.
All the same, to the camera, he looks just a little wild-eyed, amped to 11 out of a possible 5, and only one of his shirt collars is tucked in properly. So, his usual when a play is afoot. ]
Hello!
[ That comes with a bow. ]
My name is Geoffrey Tennant, and I have been as of late the artistic director of the New Burbage Theatre Festival. As of now, it seems, I am your God of Art, Literature, and Music.
[ There's a little sweep of his eyebrows that clearly questions this decision, but he was better than nothing. Definitely better than nothing. ]
Given that my chosen art happens to be theatre, I thought I might invite some of the rest of you to join us here in the production we'll be putting on.
[ He holds out his hands in big, bold gestures. ]
The Tempest. One of my personal favorites, and certainly on topic as we all might feel just a touch as if we've been pulled through mystical means to a rather 'strange new world', as it were.
I'm going to need actors, of course, but also people to be stage crew, anyone interested in making fliers or pamphlets [ he chews on a nail as the details start to crowd his mind and he looks a little twitchy ] I may be the god of Art, but I still can't do much more than stick figures myself. Stick figures! And this play deserves better.
Come down, audition if you like, volunteer if you like, or just express interest and find out when we plan to open. All of that would be splendid, thank you.