The Modern Buddy Holly
No idea what to do with life.
Dreams to become a railroad conductor/Pilot <idk yet>
Quote - Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Location: An isolated street
(Supporting) Walking along with balloon, >distraction lets go of balloon balloon floats into sky (Supporting) watches balloon float up into the sky. Looking up she see a human figure above her. (Main) is on a building about to jump but cannot because (supporting) is in the way.
(Supporting) With the same gaze *as balloon* looks up at Figure does not move from her location (directly in the path).
(Main) is about to jump but looks down and notices (Supporting).
Supporting: *No response
Supporting: *Smiles but does not move
Main: *looks down/curios
Main: *Stares questionably
Supporting: begins to cry *try not like crazy emotional, sad eyes.
Main: Thats how I met her, I wasn't sure if it was the fear of seeing a life pass in front of her eyes or the loss of her balloon on a string but her tears made me question if this life was interesting to continue for a while longer.
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(Thought Voice) Main: 239 days and 17 years since I came into this world, 239 day 17 years have passed and the question that remains the question all humans want to know is why? We are curious creatures who long for a stable dream to clutch on to. Hopeless they call me. A man with out an idea where to place his feet. Ive seen many counselors, doctors and asked some of my acquaintances but they all reply with the same answer, “Your young don't worry about it your young”. But shes different I told her about my problem and her answer was,
(Supporter) “Ive decided You will be my experiment”
Main: “Experiment?!” *#$32WTF!## look
Clips of items:
She brought me paints, recipe books, beakers, baseballs, hula hoops, knitting needles.
I tried them all, but none of them were right for me.
*Painting of a doodle red flower on a canvas.
*... some scary food that looks like cat food.
*Getting hit in the face with ball -falls over
(Thought Voice)Main: Then one day she told me she needed help my help moving some boxes.
Scene: Room, boxes/stuff
Supporting: You can put that over here
Main: What is this place?
Supporting: The laboratory of course
Supporting: How else can an experiment be tested?
Main-What?*Holding onto box but looses balance
Supporting Main both looking ahh!! ish like “watch out!!@”
and drops box on the ground
*A bunch of records drop on the grounds, one record stands out above the rest
(Thought Voice)Main: “It was something I've never seen before, the hair, the glasses, and the look of life in his eyes. IT WAS”(view of record cover shining/glory kinda feel)
Supporting: What are you looking at?
Main: Who is this?end
Supporting: Shocked* but then looks at mains face and states while smiling/mischievously “Our new Hypotheses”