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Omg look, it's a post from me.
I was attempting to clean out my desk area (try not to faint) and found my old sound cues from Twelfth Night. All over the back are quotes and stuff from being on headset. So here, mostly for my purposes, but they might be amusing to yinz, too.
Amanda: I should swing from this rope, it'll be like in Phantom.
Steph: We'd need some sheep to complete the scene.
John: *dressed in his gaurd uniform* I feel like I should go slaughter Jews or something...
Jake: Heil?
Caitlin: Have I expressed my undying love for Gavin tonight?
Laura: Nope.
Caitlin: Okay, expressed.
Laura: Got it.
Caitlin: Do they speak English in Alaska?
Jason: Shut the fuck up.
Caitlin: I don't hate you, I just think it's funny you exist.
Jason: Oh fuck you too.
Jason: That's great. This play. The love of my life is married so I'll just marry this guy who I just found out was a girl.
Me: I think it's more of a, "Thank God I'm not gay," thing.
Caitlin: Still not a story to tell the grandkids. "I couldn't get with a the hot chick in lace so I married your mom in drag."
Me: What the hell are they laughing at?
Jason: They're laughing because it's Shakespeare and they don't know what's going on.
Mike: Where the hell is that sound designer?
Me: ... right in front of you. (that was me, I was sound designer -_-)
Mike: You never call me pretty anymore.
Jordan: Why don't we have nice things?
Mike: Sweet Christian. *shrugs his jacket off and fixes Christian with a sensual gaze* Ho ho.
Christian: ... *snrk*
Mike: ... *snicker*
Christian: ... *cracks up*
Caitlin (about Feste's costume): It looks like New Kids On The Block threw up on her.
Gavin: I think every costume in this play could concievably be worn by David Bowie at some point in his career.
Caitlin: There is nothing worse than an unamused fool.
Christian: What was I doing? Oh yes, I was twirling.
Caitlin: Cut 'em some slack, it's hard to parallel park a kitchen.
Caitlin: Things happen. Sometimes you sleep with the mailman.
Laura: Our mailman's a woman.
Caitlin: ... sometimes that happens too. It can't be helped.
Jason: Suspension of Disbelief. S-O-P ... B...
Mike (practicing the swordfight): I see you are using Benetti's defense against me.
Jordan: I found it appropriate, considering the terrain.
Christian: You know what would make this cooler? Battle axes.
Mike: Battle axes?
Christian: Battle. Axes.
Laura: We're down a dresser.
Jason: Is it exused, or...
Laura: She's injured.
Jason: Probably excused then.
Me: ... a dressing related injury?
Laura: I guess? It happened just now.
Me: I'll never complain about being safe in my booth again.
Steph: You don't smoke, Caitlin?
Caitlin: Not anymore, I don't.
Steph: I'm just so hot I can't help it.
Caitlin: You ever think that people in Shakespeare's time thought Shakespeare was sorta weird? Like they saw the plays and were like "What the fuck, Bill?"
Caitlin: Steph Byers is hot.
Steph: Damn. You're right, she is.
Laura: Prrowr.
Jason: Why won't the candles light?
Me: Just to annoy you.
Caitlin: That's pretty much it, yeah. It's Karma.
Me: You wronged a candle in the past and they're paying you back.
Jason: Sorry, candles.
Caitlin: Jason's pretending to be a dirty British man and I don't know if he's pretending.
Caitlin: I'm a fee post.
Jason: Do you have a quarter slot?
Caitlin: Every night I pray to be as cool as Sato.
Caitlin: It shows that anything, if well crafted, can be used for smacking bitches.
Steph: I'm doing a happy dance. Whoop whoop!
Caitlin: No, Steph Byers.
Steph: Whoop whoop!
In other news, I can't stop watching my icon XD
I was attempting to clean out my desk area (try not to faint) and found my old sound cues from Twelfth Night. All over the back are quotes and stuff from being on headset. So here, mostly for my purposes, but they might be amusing to yinz, too.
Amanda: I should swing from this rope, it'll be like in Phantom.
Steph: We'd need some sheep to complete the scene.
John: *dressed in his gaurd uniform* I feel like I should go slaughter Jews or something...
Jake: Heil?
Caitlin: Have I expressed my undying love for Gavin tonight?
Laura: Nope.
Caitlin: Okay, expressed.
Laura: Got it.
Caitlin: Do they speak English in Alaska?
Jason: Shut the fuck up.
Caitlin: I don't hate you, I just think it's funny you exist.
Jason: Oh fuck you too.
Jason: That's great. This play. The love of my life is married so I'll just marry this guy who I just found out was a girl.
Me: I think it's more of a, "Thank God I'm not gay," thing.
Caitlin: Still not a story to tell the grandkids. "I couldn't get with a the hot chick in lace so I married your mom in drag."
Me: What the hell are they laughing at?
Jason: They're laughing because it's Shakespeare and they don't know what's going on.
Mike: Where the hell is that sound designer?
Me: ... right in front of you. (that was me, I was sound designer -_-)
Mike: You never call me pretty anymore.
Jordan: Why don't we have nice things?
Mike: Sweet Christian. *shrugs his jacket off and fixes Christian with a sensual gaze* Ho ho.
Christian: ... *snrk*
Mike: ... *snicker*
Christian: ... *cracks up*
Caitlin (about Feste's costume): It looks like New Kids On The Block threw up on her.
Gavin: I think every costume in this play could concievably be worn by David Bowie at some point in his career.
Caitlin: There is nothing worse than an unamused fool.
Christian: What was I doing? Oh yes, I was twirling.
Caitlin: Cut 'em some slack, it's hard to parallel park a kitchen.
Caitlin: Things happen. Sometimes you sleep with the mailman.
Laura: Our mailman's a woman.
Caitlin: ... sometimes that happens too. It can't be helped.
Jason: Suspension of Disbelief. S-O-P ... B...
Mike (practicing the swordfight): I see you are using Benetti's defense against me.
Jordan: I found it appropriate, considering the terrain.
Christian: You know what would make this cooler? Battle axes.
Mike: Battle axes?
Christian: Battle. Axes.
Laura: We're down a dresser.
Jason: Is it exused, or...
Laura: She's injured.
Jason: Probably excused then.
Me: ... a dressing related injury?
Laura: I guess? It happened just now.
Me: I'll never complain about being safe in my booth again.
Steph: You don't smoke, Caitlin?
Caitlin: Not anymore, I don't.
Steph: I'm just so hot I can't help it.
Caitlin: You ever think that people in Shakespeare's time thought Shakespeare was sorta weird? Like they saw the plays and were like "What the fuck, Bill?"
Caitlin: Steph Byers is hot.
Steph: Damn. You're right, she is.
Laura: Prrowr.
Jason: Why won't the candles light?
Me: Just to annoy you.
Caitlin: That's pretty much it, yeah. It's Karma.
Me: You wronged a candle in the past and they're paying you back.
Jason: Sorry, candles.
Caitlin: Jason's pretending to be a dirty British man and I don't know if he's pretending.
Caitlin: I'm a fee post.
Jason: Do you have a quarter slot?
Caitlin: Every night I pray to be as cool as Sato.
Caitlin: It shows that anything, if well crafted, can be used for smacking bitches.
Steph: I'm doing a happy dance. Whoop whoop!
Caitlin: No, Steph Byers.
Steph: Whoop whoop!
In other news, I can't stop watching my icon XD