<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332</id><updated>2009-11-07T23:23:12.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BLOODIHOOD Story</title><subtitle type='html'>Rise of a Bloodihood Gang</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-5093547448658823185</id><published>2009-07-13T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:06:03.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='* Welcome to The Bloodihood Story *'/><title type='text'>Welcome to "THE BLOODIHOOD STORY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="221" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e45611724f06e20" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAJRKzAPfu3a7ks9WIkYJqTFfZEoZe3lzI3yVOe6p-Qo4NF13-wAnGy786dGmq_P-nwhFjQhmGct7K8UYsl_-mq8Y6m3kYWJzuctl8aaZBfAHsj5YnW8Wu1Lo7IpAsBPIlxwQ3vSM3R10lRB1XFQOm2FCxS8OqklVdNxkgt4Xi2QzSAeOOe6D4Pyixi_AllkwOKhIFKvDWL2nMFds-Er-xtmYrQO7H87M1ssNsndFsm4R%26sigh%3D04BINvlx50Ne_0Mbceuqbo1cFTY%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e45611724f06e20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DwV562-OUEDtaKCqjNDNilyol-Ig&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="221" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAJRKzAPfu3a7ks9WIkYJqTFfZEoZe3lzI3yVOe6p-Qo4NF13-wAnGy786dGmq_P-nwhFjQhmGct7K8UYsl_-mq8Y6m3kYWJzuctl8aaZBfAHsj5YnW8Wu1Lo7IpAsBPIlxwQ3vSM3R10lRB1XFQOm2FCxS8OqklVdNxkgt4Xi2QzSAeOOe6D4Pyixi_AllkwOKhIFKvDWL2nMFds-Er-xtmYrQO7H87M1ssNsndFsm4R%26sigh%3D04BINvlx50Ne_0Mbceuqbo1cFTY%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e45611724f06e20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DwV562-OUEDtaKCqjNDNilyol-Ig&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please play the music and feel the Bloodihood power!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SlvdYmvcC0I/AAAAAAAABCA/p23OsJpATDE/s1600-h/TBS+Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358119596473453378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SlvdYmvcC0I/AAAAAAAABCA/p23OsJpATDE/s400/TBS+Angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dramatic story that will dazzle your eyes and fill your heart with love and forgiveness...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Read the script by clicking &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;01&lt;/span&gt; till &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;09&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LABELS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on your right side.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Do read the story in chronological order or else you will lose the dramatic twist in the end! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Regards,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director Rorne Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To join the affiliated group called "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the BLOODSISTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" in Facebook, click:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=114454154371&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=114454154371&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-5093547448658823185?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1e45611724f06e20&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/5093547448658823185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=5093547448658823185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5093547448658823185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5093547448658823185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-to-bloodihood-story.html' title='Welcome to &quot;THE BLOODIHOOD STORY&quot;'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SlvdYmvcC0I/AAAAAAAABCA/p23OsJpATDE/s72-c/TBS+Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-5886940969392550686</id><published>2009-04-09T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:04:28.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - Introduction to the story'/><title type='text'>Introduction to the story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/Sd9W2BjBMZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DmLCRZi6cDw/s1600-h/RR2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323068770703454610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/Sd9W2BjBMZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DmLCRZi6cDw/s400/RR2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Written &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13 years ago by &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Rorne Tan&lt;/span&gt; and initiated by the defunct Rockers Theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Based partially on a true story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about 3 post graduate students who vowed “bloodihood” to be blood brother and blood sister among themselves for being close to one and another. They were Sean, Michelle and Nicole. Michelle was wild and sporting. Nicole was conservative and behaved like a mother for both Sean and Michelle. As for Sean, he was a sensitive person with deep compassion for things that he loves. So they were close and happy living together as brother and sisters until one day, a girl called Cassandra came to Sean’s life. Cassandra was the opposite of Michelle. Gentle, sweet and adorable. Ironically, Cassandra has the same look as Michelle and a lot of people have mistaken them to be twin sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Sean fell in love with Cassandra and Michelle was jealous. Comparing her rightful belonging to Sean since she knew Sean longer than Cassandra, Michelle plotted a way to make Cassandra distrust him. When Sean wrote a letter telling Michelle to forget him and not to fall in love with him as he only treated her as his sister, Michelle tore the letter and showed Cassandra only the last part of the letter where Sean wrote “…..but always remember you are always the impeccable beauty.” This caused Cassandra to feel betrayal of Sean’s love for her and no matter how Sean tried to explain, Cassandra would not believe him as she never understand the closeness that he has towards Nicole and Michelle. The “bloodihood” relationship that they have by being close and loving to each other. This resentment from Cassandra caused more argument between Sean and Cassandra until tragedy strikes when Cassandra fell down the stairs after accidentally pushed by Sean and she died due to the fall. Sean blamed himself for the death of Cassandra as he saw the tettered letter held by Cassandra when he held her in his arms. From that moment, Sean knew it was Michelle who showed Cassandra the last part of the letter and he vowed not to forgive Michelle for the cause of Cassandra’s misery and death. After hearing the news of Cassandra’s death, Michelle disappeared and no one knew where she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years later, Michelle came back to see Sean as she misses him even though Sean had terminate all friendship and denounced the “bloodihood” relationship with Michelle. Nicole was caught in the middle trying many ways to patch up the two of them. With memories of the death of Cassandra, Sean has only anger towards Michelle and refused to acknowledge Michelle as his friend anymore. Michelle felt guilty for what she had done, came back and disguised as another person to look like Cassandra and called herself Amy. Sean fell for it and fell in love with Amy who happened to be Michelle’s disguise. Nicole noticed this strange behaviour of Sean sudden love for Amy and tried to stop him. A quarrel between Nicole and Sean ensued. Sean finally denounced Nicole as “bloodsister” because he has forgotten about the gang ever since Cassandra died. Nicole who was wrong to think that Sean still has the love for the gang was disappointed and left Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Amy disappeared and Nicole rushed to see Sean and cried profusely. Nicole informed Sean that Michelle committed suicide. A letter was written by Michelle for him to tell him that Amy was actually Michelle and she came back because she wanted to see Sean so much and to give Sean a chance to love Cassandra one more time. That’s why Michelle disguised as Amy to look like Cassandra. Amy even painted a picture of Cassandra for him before she left. Nicole blamed Sean for not forgiving Michelle until Michelle resorted to take her own life. Nicole left and vowed not to see Sean anymore. At the end, Sean was left alone all by himself. He has lost not only the love of his life, Cassandra but also his very own bloodsisters, Michelle and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you like this story, the play book called “&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE BLOODIHOOD S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TORY&lt;/span&gt;” is available for sale at only RM 9.90 per book at &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Summer BBQ &amp;amp; Steamboat Restaurant, PJ&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please click "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A - BOOK ON SALE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;" at&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LABELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-5886940969392550686?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/5886940969392550686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=5886940969392550686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5886940969392550686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5886940969392550686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2009/04/introduction-to-story.html' title='Introduction to the story...'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/Sd9W2BjBMZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DmLCRZi6cDw/s72-c/RR2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-6480761795853633186</id><published>2009-03-19T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:10:59.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D - Strange Phenomenon at Theatre'/><title type='text'>Strange Phenomenon at Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/ScMp5RFBcVI/AAAAAAAAA2o/9RrZ2LQ9Bfs/s1600-h/Cassandra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315138049041068370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/ScMp5RFBcVI/AAAAAAAAA2o/9RrZ2LQ9Bfs/s400/Cassandra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CASSANDRA'S PORTRAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the staging of this play last year at Taman Budaya Auditorium, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, all the cast including me have a strange encounter in theatre. It was our second last show during the afternoon break, on the 30th August 2008, a day before Malaysia celebrates its annual independence day. Here are the stories I had heard from my cast and what I had found out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alisha who acted as Nicole White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said when she was moving around the theatre taking videos via her handphone of the props and sets including Cassandra's potrait, she saw something in Cassandra's portrait in her handphone. All of us watched the video and could actually felt that Cassandra was looking back at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MinJia who acted as Michelle Sneider, Rachel Sneider and Amy Henderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said when she was taking a nap at the theatre hall, she dreamt of Rachel holding her hand and said thank you for acting her character in a way respecting Michelle's most touching moments in the &lt;strong&gt;last scene (Act 2 Scene 5).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The security guard who was preparing the theatre hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for our rehearsal that day told me he felt someone touched him from behind when he was walking at the sideway beside the theatre public seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The "Sweet Child O'Mine" CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that we used to rehearse for the &lt;strong&gt;Past 1 Scene 3&lt;/strong&gt; scene of "BloodBro Sean quarreling with BloodSis Michelle" broke into many pieces when Alisya (who acted as Nicole White) thrown it on the floor in the last scene of &lt;strong&gt;Act 2 Scene 5&lt;/strong&gt; during our dress rehearsal before show day. The CD was fine earlier when being thrown a hundred times in our previous rehearsals prior to that dress rehearsal in the theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was during the dress rehearsal of the preview sequel called "&lt;strong&gt;The BloodSister&lt;/strong&gt;", &lt;strong&gt;Michelle's demise picture suddenly fell on the table&lt;/strong&gt; when MinJia (who acted as Rachel Sneider) kept hitting and kicking Doodie (who acted as Bloodbro Sean) in his stomach causing him pain. It was as if Bloodsis Michelle who loves Bloodbro Sean so much that she tried to stop Rachel from hitting or hurting him, that's why the picture of her suddenly fell to catch their attention. This was the most intriguing experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As for Doodie who acted as BloodBro Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he told me that he felt Sean in him and the craziness and twisted emotions in this character were in his soul for that 3 days. He could actually feel the loss of Cassandra and the ever confusing roller coaster love for Bloodsis Michelle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As for Zholl who acted as Alfred Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he was only in his twenties but he acted a forty five year old character called Alfred Smith. To everyone of us, he was like a father when he started acting as the butler before becoming a child again when the play ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I felt the presence of all these characters not just in theatre that day but all my life. I told everyone, it is because that all of us love the story so much including all the crew back stage and when we shed tears in our eyes while waiting to appear on the next scene to complete the play in that magical 3 day shows, we have somehow created an energy and with this energy came the spirits of the characters being brought alive in theatre that day and they were happy because after 12 years, they are being recognised and appreciated in theatre. Their story has finally being told in the most perfect way from a dedicated and heartful cast, if I may add. All of us have brought life to these characters in that magical 3 days and I have to thank the cast and crew who have made this possible for an experience and phenomenon that would never be forgotten in our hearts forever. The expression "Thank you" would not even suffice or enough in this recognition for what the cast and crew had done for this play! It will be a historical moment in theatre at least for those who loved this story. I thank you anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director Rorne Tan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now pls click "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Welcome to Bloodihood World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;" at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LABELS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and enjoy your read!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-6480761795853633186?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/6480761795853633186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=6480761795853633186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/6480761795853633186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/6480761795853633186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2009/03/strange-phenomenon-at-theatre.html' title='Strange Phenomenon at Theatre'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/ScMp5RFBcVI/AAAAAAAAA2o/9RrZ2LQ9Bfs/s72-c/Cassandra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-2431965081138421374</id><published>2008-11-06T03:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:31:06.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - Director Rorne&apos;s Comment'/><title type='text'>A Romance Story that ends with a tragedy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/ScD6ra0HrTI/AAAAAAAAA14/SZB_c86Yqgw/s1600-h/The+Bloodihood+Story+_Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314523184136432946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/ScD6ra0HrTI/AAAAAAAAA14/SZB_c86Yqgw/s400/The+Bloodihood+Story+_Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;"...A play that will touch your heart and wet your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;with a river of tears. A tragic end that will never b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;e forgotten in the hearts of all theatre lovers... 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Well their dreams came to an end when a young and beautiful girl called "Cassandra" came into their lives and changed everything they ever loved and ever believed in. See and feel the conflict between BloodBro Sean and BloodSis Michelle when he faced the dliemma of falling in love with Cassandra who happened to have a striking similarity with BloodSis Michelle as if they were twin sisters. Read and feel the dramatic effect of how BloodSis Michelle break glasses, bottles and vases during the quarrel with BloodBro Sean and the agonies of BloodSis Nicole in trying to reconcile the two of them. It's a story about the power of love and the power of forgiveness and never cling on to one's past and move on with your life. This play is so dramatic that it brought tears not just to the audience in the theatre but also to all back stage staffs including all the actors and actresses in this play. A very powerful play that every theatre lover shall experience in their life time. Try reading this play while listenning to the theatre sound effects and the background musics uploaded in this blog site where you will experience what drama theatre is all about and how this dramatic play will change your perception towards theatre in Malaysia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Instruction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pls click the following preferences listed at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; LABELS&lt;/span&gt; shown on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right side of this site to start your journey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to view synopsis of this play,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pls click:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"A - Synopsis of the Play"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to read the script of this play,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pls click and read at the following order:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D1 - Act 1 Scene 1"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D2 - Act 2 Scene 1"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D3 - Act 2 Scene 2"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D4 - Act 2 Scene 3"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D5 - Past 1 Scene 1"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D6 - Past 1 Scene 2"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D7 - Past 1 Scene 3"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D8 - Act 2 Scene 4"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"D9 - Act 2 Scene 5"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to view the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;DVDs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;pls click: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A - DVD ON SALE NOW"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you want to view the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Stage Play Book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;called "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The BloodiHood Story&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;pls click: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"A - BOOK ON SALE NOW"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to view all the photos of this play, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pls click:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"A 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Radio Ad &amp; Video Ad'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-8708204315187390927</id><published>2008-08-20T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:52:13.027-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - Press Release (2)'/><title type='text'>PRESS RELEASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SK5FiQRH9_I/AAAAAAAAALo/hzOd71UTPTU/s1600-h/TBS-Picture3A.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237199871463127026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SK5FiQRH9_I/AAAAAAAAALo/hzOd71UTPTU/s400/TBS-Picture3A.bmp" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; BloodiHood Story"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Chapter 1)&lt;/span&gt; Stage Play Book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;written by Rorne Tan&lt;/span&gt; is available for sale at: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KLPAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACTORS STUDIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Bangsar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;BLOODIHOOD&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chapter 1 (Part 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- A Rorne Tan Stage Play&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Press Release Statement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(18th August 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the success of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the Premiere Play called “The BlooDiHood Story”&lt;/span&gt; adapted from a stage play book with the same title written and directed by Rorne Tan (an author and a local playwright) that was staged at &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;TOP HAT Restaurant, Kuala Lumpur (1st Floor, Mini Theatre) recently on the 1st , 2nd and 3rd July 2008, Director Rorne Tan is now staging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the Premiere Play at &lt;strong&gt;Taman Budaya Auditorium, KL&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;strong&gt;28th, 29th, 30th and 31st August 2008&lt;/strong&gt; (Thur-Fri only 8.30 p.m show)(Sat-Sun have both 3.00 pm matinee and 8.30 pm show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a romantic drama based partially on true story that happened 12 years ago that led to a tragic ending. A story about 3 students who were so close to one and another when they vowed Bloodihood and called themselves the Bloodbrother and the Bloodsisters until one day a girl called “Cassandra” came into their lives and changes everything that disrupted their bloodihood bond. What makes this play interesting is that Cassandra being part of the characters of the play is a non physical character. In other words, Cassandra will not appear at all in the play though she is the main cause of the tragic ending. Another surprise is that Cassandra has the same look as one of the Bloodsisters, Michelle that caused an emotional explosion within the bloodihood bond between the blood members, Sean and Michelle. This is a very unique drama for every theatre lovers who love drama and only drama. In this upcoming play which is Part 2 of the premiere play showing the present scenes, Director Rorne Tan will give the audience a feel and understanding of the history of the bloodihood gang and why the bond among them was so important to them. Director Rorne Tan has decided to put this pre-play into real life acting in that not only the actors and actresses are in characterisation during the play, their movements and acting must be 100% real. Since TOP HAT show, everyone who came to watch the premiere play was so awed after witnessing the wrath of Bloodsister Michelle. Now this subsequent part 2 of this premiere play featuring at the end of this month will be even more interesting and touching. The story will grow emotionally in the eyes of the audience by showing Bloodsister Nichol’s most passionate moment when she tries in vain to patch the drift between Michelle and Sean.&lt;br /&gt;Further in conjunction with the Merdeka celebration, Director Rorne Tan has decided to make Part 2 of this premiere play in Chapter 1 more interesting than the first one in that it will have additional features like an opening act of guitar songs written and composed by the Director himself to be performed by the Cast, then it preludes to the premiere play performance before ending with a preview act of a sequel to the original play called “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BLOODSISTERS&lt;/strong&gt; – The BloodiHood Story (Chapter 2)”&lt;/span&gt;. In this preview Act, there will be a new character emerging called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Rachel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who wears leather jacket with a burning wild personality into the story who is similar to Bloodsister Michelle and how Sean has transformed himself from a gentle lawyer to a rugged and forever drunk Harley biker. Tormenting himself while rotting away remembering the tragic end 5 years ago that he never seem to be able to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those theatre lovers, be prepared to be dramatised and emotionally shocked while watching this premiere play (part 2). Director Rorne Tan wishes to warn the public that this is not a play for the soft-hearted or fainted hearted. It’s an emotionally charged drama that will not only captured your hearts but also stay in your memory for life. In addition, the public can also do charity by coming to watch this play as the production of this upcoming premiere play is in aid of affiliated NGOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast of this play will be &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIN JIA&lt;/strong&gt; (MJ) (2007 STAR IDOL, 1st runner up-Finalist) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DODDIE HAMSI&lt;/strong&gt; (guitarist in local rock band REVENGE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADELINE LEONA SINGAM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOHAMED ZULKARNAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Written and directed by Rorne Tan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tickets are priced at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM40, RM30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM25 (students, senior citizens &amp;amp; the disabled)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and they can be booked by phone booking at Tel: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;019-6297948&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or by online booking at &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://bloodihood.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please check out this blogsite to know more &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;about this upcoming play. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-8708204315187390927?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/8708204315187390927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=8708204315187390927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/8708204315187390927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/8708204315187390927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/08/press-release-for-bloodihood-story.html' title='PRESS RELEASE'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SK5FiQRH9_I/AAAAAAAAALo/hzOd71UTPTU/s72-c/TBS-Picture3A.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-504401056803063847</id><published>2008-08-07T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:06:38.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C - ONLINE BOOKING'/><title type='text'>ONLINE BOOKING - Chapter 1 (Part 2) - The BLOODIHOOD Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Supported by: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SKjd4RzsnGI/AAAAAAAAALY/pQYZZJVN93c/s1600-h/Govt+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235678525740850274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 47px" height="72" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SKjd4RzsnGI/AAAAAAAAALY/pQYZZJVN93c/s400/Govt+Logo.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Department of Culture, Arts &amp;amp; Heritage-Federal Territory, &lt;strong&gt;Ministry of Unity, Culture, Arts and Heritage Malaysia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLDgbGHQE7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ozcF_gUET7c/s1600-h/Ram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237933122734003122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 43px" height="126" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLDgbGHQE7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ozcF_gUET7c/s200/Ram.jpg" width="116" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLDgpYJJUpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hdHiApEmQtY/s1600-h/Santai+Cafe+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237933368091955858" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Starring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DODDIE HAMSI &lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;REVENGE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MADELINE LEONA SINGAM&lt;br /&gt;MOHAMED ZULKARNAIN&lt;br /&gt;MIN JIA &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(MJ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Venue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAMAN BUDAYA AUDITORIUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Department of Culture, Arts &amp;amp; Heritage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Federal Territory Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Taman Budaya Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jalan Tun H.S.Lee&lt;br /&gt;50000 Kuala Lumpur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Date &amp;amp; Time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28th, 29th, 30th &amp;amp; 31st AUGUST 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (8.30 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30th &amp;amp; 31st AUGUST 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (3.00 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TICKET:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper Floor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RM40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (max. 50 seats only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ground Floor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RM30 &amp;amp; RM25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Students, Senior Citizens &amp;amp; the Disabled) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SK5H-rLNd9I/AAAAAAAAALw/fS2wl7-kjeo/s1600-h/TBS-Picture3A.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237202558745671634" style="FLOAT: left; 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consists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(i) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;a Stage Play Book&lt;/span&gt; with the same title for the entire play;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;a VCD of Premiere Play – Part 1&lt;/span&gt; staged at TOP HAT; and&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;two RM 30.00 tickets&lt;/span&gt; to watch the Premiere Play – Part 2&lt;br /&gt;at any of the show dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Special Merdeka Package (B) - &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;RM100.00&lt;/span&gt; consists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;a Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Play Book&lt;/span&gt; with the same title for the entire play;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(ii) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;a VCD of Premiere Play – Part 1&lt;/span&gt; staged at TOP HAT; and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(iii) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;two RM 40.00 tickets&lt;/span&gt; to watch the Premiere Play – Part 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at any of the show dates.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;PHONE BOOKING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;019-6297948&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLINE BOOKING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly confirm your booking by bank in your payment into the following bank account according to the number of tickets that you have booked by phone and then fax or email us the bank in slip with your details. We will email and/or fax you a confirmation letter where you are required to show the said letter when collecting your tickets at the collection caunter at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taman Budaya Auditorium before the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;&gt;--- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTLINE OF THE SHOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(i) Opening act of guitar songs to be performed by the Cast; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(ii) Premiere Original Play - Part 2;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Preview of a sequel to the original play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;("&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BloodSisters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"- &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Bloodihood Story - Chapter 2&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(This production is in aid of affiliated NGOs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chapter 1 (Part 2) - 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Chapter 1 (Part 2) - The BLOODIHOOD Story'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SKjd4RzsnGI/AAAAAAAAALY/pQYZZJVN93c/s72-c/Govt+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-4737091532581616088</id><published>2008-07-23T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:52:28.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - Video Ad (1)'/><title type='text'>Chapter 1 (Part 1) - Video Ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-235ef3022916b9e3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb_QdMqnXGW0TrBGUoWzQaJnLFkjuqgoEvSvZnOe8fHaU_bYZaE7YTHoZUHgnk1dq4_DH8yENnnmE67XmaRnMkR_TuiAf6WKevSeb5yuWymc7L_-G6zE_oUOTuBgkDZSub6a6sK8OcK8bY0O9rw1UOJWGptoCw99kE7AJsPjCWE5V-L2XkFuKaY3uc7kEj2VDssw8rlBzLyP5OqlflBiTkRG%26sigh%3DS_YzcrHZTqihdqbqG9GTCOcO7hA%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D235ef3022916b9e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DxqrUgsHWsL4UQqnTm88ya54s84Q&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb_QdMqnXGW0TrBGUoWzQaJnLFkjuqgoEvSvZnOe8fHaU_bYZaE7YTHoZUHgnk1dq4_DH8yENnnmE67XmaRnMkR_TuiAf6WKevSeb5yuWymc7L_-G6zE_oUOTuBgkDZSub6a6sK8OcK8bY0O9rw1UOJWGptoCw99kE7AJsPjCWE5V-L2XkFuKaY3uc7kEj2VDssw8rlBzLyP5OqlflBiTkRG%26sigh%3DS_YzcrHZTqihdqbqG9GTCOcO7hA%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D235ef3022916b9e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DxqrUgsHWsL4UQqnTm88ya54s84Q&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-4737091532581616088?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=235ef3022916b9e3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/4737091532581616088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=4737091532581616088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/4737091532581616088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/4737091532581616088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/07/rorne-tan-workshop-in-staging-play_23.html' title='Chapter 1 (Part 1) - Video Ad'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-4654736894853857989</id><published>2008-07-16T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:53:00.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - The Cast'/><title type='text'>THE CAST - Chapter 1 (Part 2) "The BloodiHood Story"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLARg42AVMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cqURZJE-lwI/s1600-h/Min+Jia+(best).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237705623344272578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" height="267" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLARg42AVMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cqURZJE-lwI/s400/Min+Jia+(best).jpg" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIN JIA (MJ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;acting as Amy Henderson, Michelle Sneider and Rachel Sneider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are all lost souls on this road called “Life”. Just like all travelers, seeking destinations. What’s destination?? We travel on this path and like all paths we would end up with more crossroads and many more twist and turns. As we get to each junction, we try to decide which directions to take the best and is there such thing as the “best direction”?? Then we come to meet fellow travelers and for a while or for a season or for a lifetime we are companions on the same road. We go through the rough bumps together, we ride the highway together but sometimes we have to get the different lanes.&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;br /&gt;After the Star Idol Malaysia reality show, organized by NTV7, I had done some TV series drama, telemovies, music videos, perform stunts with the roller blade for the Nation Care Charity, hosting some short infomercials and photo shoots. This is the very first stage performance for Min Jia. Kinda nervous. Hopefully you will love Amy Henderson, love Min Jia, and love the “Bloodihood” story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled this road and I meet YOU!! Maybe for a while, for a season or for a lifetime. Who knows??? But at least we make this journey together less lonely, as enjoyable as pleasant as we can…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sweet Angel Productions for giving me this chance. Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Director,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mr.Rorne Tan&lt;/strong&gt; to put so much trust and effort to train us for this play, thanks all the cast for being so co-operative during practice, thanks my family to come all the way from Penang to support me and thanks to all of you who spend your valuable time and support MJ and the “Bloodihood” story. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLASLQrKptI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I8z1qdEiGnA/s1600-h/leona3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237706351295768274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" height="400" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLASLQrKptI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I8z1qdEiGnA/s400/leona3.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MADELINE LEONA SINGAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;acting as Nichol White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Madeline Leona@ Alisha,23. an indian portogese mixed,posses a B.A Hons in Business Advertising.Born on the 16th August 1985 in K.L. i currently dance and perform in events and although inexperience in theater,i do have heart and passion to open new possibilities. Confident, disciplined and a peoples person.i hope that this play will be a stepping stone for me to uncover my potential in this industry with the help of &lt;strong&gt;Director&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mr.Rorne Tan&lt;/strong&gt; a profound name in performing arts and my felow piers.and above all. God.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLAXwC9hivI/AAAAAAAAAMg/OmpdEe8eED0/s1600-h/IMG_5507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237712480827968242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="400" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLAXwC9hivI/AAAAAAAAAMg/OmpdEe8eED0/s400/IMG_5507.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;DODDIE HAMSI (REVENGE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;acting as Sean Rowan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doddie Bin Mohd Hamsi is my name, was born in a discipline family of an Airforce officer and a policewoman. Open minded and ambitious, I was very much a fan of actor and performer during my younger years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially started the show business as a musician, I discover my passion for acting during years of involvement in a film production as a crew. From there I continued to learn more about acting and had joined an NGO theatre group called ‘Artis Penjuru Alam’ (A.P.A) and I studied the art of performance and most importantly practiced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied skills to my stage and in-front of camera performances make me a better performer.&lt;br /&gt;When asked about which one do you want to pursue the most? Musician or actor?&lt;br /&gt;My answer will be that ‘if you are good at either one of it you will become better at another’ and I needed both to better myself. Discipline musician and the focus visual expression of an actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A main actor in a tele-movie ‘agi idup agi ngelaban’ and appeared as a supporting role in a several&lt;br /&gt;tv series such as Emil-Emilda (tv3), Sesuci Alfitri (rtm) and Anumerta (astro). The latest development was Dari Mata Arisa (tv3) which I was an assassin hired by a ‘Datin’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musically I compose and write song and currently, I am the lead guitarist of a Rock Band called REVENGE. We are an independent Rocker and had played in many shows and gig all around peninsular Malaysia. Our best achievement was Malaysia’s runner up in THE GLOBAL BATTLE OF THE BAND (GBOB) and the latest was we are an opening act for WINGS in their comeback at RU’UMS. We are well known in an independent music scene and right now are busy recording our first album. Details and profile of the band can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/revengers"&gt;www.myspace.com/revengers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is my life and acting teaches me how to live my life. I am a dedicated actor, a composer, a loving person who enjoys outdoor. I am a passionate human being and love to be inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLAZDIB4ujI/AAAAAAAAAMo/655nRKsdtsA/s1600-h/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237713908117584434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px" height="400" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLAZDIB4ujI/AAAAAAAAAMo/655nRKsdtsA/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MOHAMED ZULKARNAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;acting as Alfred Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-4654736894853857989?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/4654736894853857989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=4654736894853857989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/4654736894853857989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/4654736894853857989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-premiere-play-bloodihood-story-is.html' title='THE CAST - Chapter 1 (Part 2) &quot;The BloodiHood Story&quot;'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SLARg42AVMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cqURZJE-lwI/s72-c/Min+Jia+(best).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-1326393570460956595</id><published>2008-07-10T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:50:14.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F - WORKSHOP (Information)'/><title type='text'>A RORNE TAN WORKSHOP IN STAGING A PLAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SH0QuIMgk0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/RFDSQs1CPpY/s1600-h/T3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223349527479620418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SH0QuIMgk0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/RFDSQs1CPpY/s400/T3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A PRACTICAL MODERN WORKSHOP IN STAGING A PLAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is one of a kind workshop that provides indepth theories of how to stage a play with practical training, rehearsals, formation of production crew and ends with participants staging a play at Segi College Theatre Hall.&lt;br /&gt;This workshop will be conducted by Rorne Tan, a playwright and director who has recently staged his pre-play premiere, an adaptation of his own stage play book written by himself titled "&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;THE BLOODIHOOD STORY&lt;/span&gt;" at TOP HAT where he received great thunderous applause and praises from the audience and the press who were awed by his unconventional method in staging a modern play with real life acting dramas.&lt;br /&gt;Participants of this workshop will be able to learn conventional and modern theories of staging a play whilst at the same time able to learn practical aspects of staging a play at Segi College Theatre Hall where the public will be invited together with the in-house judges to watch and judge the performance of each workshop participant in staging their own play at the end of the workshop. Successful participants or the winners will be given an opportunity to stage a play at public theatre to gain more exposure before venturing into full time career in theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This modern Workshop will cover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) ScriptWriting&lt;br /&gt;-Plot&lt;br /&gt;-Story&lt;br /&gt;-Spectacle&lt;br /&gt;-Drama&lt;br /&gt;-Director's Views&lt;br /&gt;-Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Staging A PLAY:&lt;br /&gt;-Director's Role&lt;br /&gt;-Preparation&lt;br /&gt;-Pre-Rehearsal Work&lt;br /&gt;-Casting&lt;br /&gt;-Technical &amp;amp; Dress Rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;-Budget&lt;br /&gt;-Performances&lt;br /&gt;-Theatre Sabotage Prevention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The duration of the Workshop is 38 hours in total and it will take about one and a half month to complete the entire workshop including staging a play at Segi College Theatre Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Workshop charges are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(i) &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;RM 250.00&lt;/span&gt; per student (Local Primary or Secondary Schools);&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;RM 300.00&lt;/span&gt; per student (Segi College);&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;RM 350.00&lt;/span&gt; per student (Other Colleges); and&lt;br /&gt;(iv) &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;RM 400.00&lt;/span&gt; per participant (Non-student).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All charges abovementioned are not inclusive of registration and administrative fees of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;RM 50.00&lt;/span&gt; per student/participant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hurry. A workshop not to be missed for those theatre lovers who want to try staging a play and stage acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Register, pls call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tel: &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;019-6297948 (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;RORNE TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:swtangel888@yahoo.com"&gt;swtangel888@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VIDEO CLIPS OF A PREMIERE PLAY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BLOODIHOOD STORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STAGED BY DIRECTOR RORNE TAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea4ef3f4391acedc" 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - Press Release (1)'/><title type='text'>CHAPTER 1 (Part 1) - The BLOODIHOOD Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHZaXx0mpoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XL78KHPc6TQ/s1600-h/Michelle+breaks+bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221460182540134018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHZaXx0mpoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XL78KHPc6TQ/s400/Michelle+breaks+bottle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 1 (Part 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Past 1 Scene 3&lt;/span&gt; “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The BloodiHood Story&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle breaking glass bottle while arguing with Sean.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;most dramatic scene&lt;/span&gt; of the entire play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Press Release Statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(26th June 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Modern Play&lt;/span&gt; called “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The BlooDiHood Story&lt;/span&gt;” adapted from a stage play book with the same title written and directed by Rorne Tan (an author and a local playwright) will be staged at TOP HAT Restaurant, Kuala Lumpur (1st Floor, Mini Theatre) by SweetAngel Productions on the 1st , 2nd and 3rd July 2008 at 8.30 p.m. This is a romantic drama based partially on true story that happened 12 years ago that led to a tragic ending. A story about 3 students who were so close to one and another when they vowed Bloodihood and called themselves the Bloodbrother and the Bloodsisters until one day a girl called “Cassandra” came into their lives and changes everything that disrupted their bloodihood bond. What makes this play interesting is that Cassandra being part of the characters of the play is a non physical character. In other words, Cassandra will not appear at all in the play though she is the main cause of the tragic ending. Another surprise is that Cassandra has the same look as one of the Bloodsisters, Michelle that caused an emotional explosion within the bloodihood bond between the blood members, Sean and Michelle. This is a very unique drama for every theatre lovers who love drama and only drama. In this upcoming play, it will be a pre-play of the original play. To give the audience a feel and understanding of the history of the bloodihood gang and why the bond among them was so important to them. Director Rorne Tan has decided to put this pre-play into real life acting in that not only the actors and actresses are in characterisation during the play, their movements and acting must be 100% real. This is illustrated more in a past scene (Past 1 Scene 3) which is the most dramatic scene of the entire play showing Michelle destroying things in the room, breaking glasses, a vase and a bottle in the book shelves. Breaking of these items in the act are real. This is what the Director put the actors and actresses into while acting. A complete and total characterisation of their relevant characters in the play while at the same time gives the audience a taste of what real life event will look and sound like in real acting. So for those theatre lovers, be prepared to be dramatised and emotionally shocked while watching this play. Director Rorne Tan wishes to warn the public that this is not a play for the soft-hearted or fainted hearted. It’s an emotionally charged drama that will not only captured your hearts but also stay in your memory for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast of this play are Ang Pei Chern, Sham Sunder Binwani, Azfarr Baginda Hubner and Qyvonia Flora Krystal Chong. Written and directed by Rorne Tan. The show for this play will be on the 1st, 2nd and 3rd July 2008 at 8.30 pm at TOP HAT Restaurant, KL. Tickets are priced at RM30.00 and can be booked by phone booking Tel: 019-6297948. Also available at the Production House: SweetAngel Productions, No.63, Jalan SS2/72, 47300 PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info please log on: &lt;a href="http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CAST OF THE PLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHZWhPTQQcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MblEzM-fD-Q/s1600-h/The+Cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221455947025629634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="305" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHZWhPTQQcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MblEzM-fD-Q/s400/The+Cast.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ang Pei Chern, Az-Farr Baginda Hubner, Qyvonia Flora Krystal Chong and Sham Sunder Binwani&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SFlftoEHAnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/t_zjRtpHIF8/s1600-h/Map+to+TOP+HAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213303281111466610" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;1st July 2008, 2nd July 2008, 3rd July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOP HAT Restaurant&lt;/strong&gt; (1st Floor, Mini Theatre),KL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;TICKETS:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;RM 30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDENT RATE: &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;RM25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video clips of the Premiere Play at TOP HAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cdfe0a8948b923a0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38VlhiWXoQITx_Lt8NRBCcEAX1qRMftUBvGYNznxCaDs9lVzLyAr6wBs9hMxR5EKqUxqXU7Wn-w7f4H3I_tXQa7k-c8g6vhheCOHLXYQ4Wfaqke2Sh_rrjE6BC-bPnQzY-DOu9O-oLKqXYiuCr-iAZdfhgBkJzkT4bbMfSnBPdUoaYKjCNpUxh4LY2VX_HMDloC5OecTmZjovB1vhd3geam--i%26sigh%3DO2x_PbwLtyT3PwLqAlk48MK-Od8%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdfe0a8948b923a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DxmirxBTSH6Vyb-6lHw-ewOtuZZU&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="408" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38VlhiWXoQITx_Lt8NRBCcEAX1qRMftUBvGYNznxCaDs9lVzLyAr6wBs9hMxR5EKqUxqXU7Wn-w7f4H3I_tXQa7k-c8g6vhheCOHLXYQ4Wfaqke2Sh_rrjE6BC-bPnQzY-DOu9O-oLKqXYiuCr-iAZdfhgBkJzkT4bbMfSnBPdUoaYKjCNpUxh4LY2VX_HMDloC5OecTmZjovB1vhd3geam--i%26sigh%3DO2x_PbwLtyT3PwLqAlk48MK-Od8%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdfe0a8948b923a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DxmirxBTSH6Vyb-6lHw-ewOtuZZU&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-7073752496480126939?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cdfe0a8948b923a0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/7073752496480126939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=7073752496480126939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/7073752496480126939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/7073752496480126939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/online-booking.html' title='CHAPTER 1 (Part 1) - The BLOODIHOOD Story'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHZaXx0mpoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XL78KHPc6TQ/s72-c/Michelle+breaks+bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-6795857623288431367</id><published>2008-06-05T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:25:22.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E - Virtual Theatre'/><title type='text'>Welcome To VIRTUAL THEATRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SEgsy68CuQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/V8W8s8A4vuY/s1600-h/TBS-Picture3A.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208462222380153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SEgsy68CuQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/V8W8s8A4vuY/s320/TBS-Picture3A.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;THEATRE SOUND EFFECTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The BlooDiHood Story)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read all the Acts of the Play while you listen to the respective theatre sound effects under the &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;D-LABELS section on your right&lt;/span&gt;. After a while, you will become the character of the Play and find yourself living in the story of the Play. This is where your power of imagination has taken place when you see and hear the characters in your mind and experience &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRTUAL THEATRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in front of you. This is how I bring Theatre to your home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MODERN THEATRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy the journey into the Bloodihood World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW YOU CAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXPERIENCE THEATRE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WITHOUT GOING TO THEATRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-6795857623288431367?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/6795857623288431367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=6795857623288431367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/6795857623288431367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/6795857623288431367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-to-modern-theatre.html' title='Welcome To VIRTUAL THEATRE'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SEgsy68CuQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/V8W8s8A4vuY/s72-c/TBS-Picture3A.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-7985441539517072275</id><published>2008-06-05T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:02:57.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='01 - Act 1 Scene 1'/><title type='text'>ACT 1 SCENE 1 - Theatre Sound Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="411" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9b44618a71d22418" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAOF-u9WtopylwZ9XHAqIS4Qi08m-jvqZWM5p611GHHZUro2-UI3Od3BlU5tJNQHddwIiyB86rm-2gDk1f_Qf8BxvD61Z9cRzAmFcpFGM-zUm5cJNj1DUgwRi4oEfnXWJF5dDid6Ry2JFtV2qNKTKvM4wmN9OhCDapJ1oIHLhZXsj6UTPFsczWQVVSgrVOXGx3A2DMr3ewbk9nGhXJOBUYmwsx2fdJ3Gqszx3LyoMDHsy%26sigh%3Drg_5wOhorsNHL5ncl3GDOAbeWGQ%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b44618a71d22418%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D-wiFDl3IqJ585ar5QqMnqizMDf0&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="411" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAOF-u9WtopylwZ9XHAqIS4Qi08m-jvqZWM5p611GHHZUro2-UI3Od3BlU5tJNQHddwIiyB86rm-2gDk1f_Qf8BxvD61Z9cRzAmFcpFGM-zUm5cJNj1DUgwRi4oEfnXWJF5dDid6Ry2JFtV2qNKTKvM4wmN9OhCDapJ1oIHLhZXsj6UTPFsczWQVVSgrVOXGx3A2DMr3ewbk9nGhXJOBUYmwsx2fdJ3Gqszx3LyoMDHsy%26sigh%3Drg_5wOhorsNHL5ncl3GDOAbeWGQ%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b44618a71d22418%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D-wiFDl3IqJ585ar5QqMnqizMDf0&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Act 1 Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtain up. Lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at Trenton in New Jersey where a beautiful mansion is located. Inside the mansion there is a study room where there is a door from the left side and a couch at the centre and the walls around are covered with books shelves. There is a portrait of a beautiful woman, Cassandra, on the right side of the wall that faces the audience. At the right corner is a study table with a table lamp that belongs to the owner, Sean Rowan. Law books and papers are seen to scatter on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door knob on the door turns to its left and Sean comes in. Dressing as a lawyer in a black suit holding his briefcase. He throws his briefcase to the couch. Looking tired and moves near the portrait and looks at the portrait. Sean lights up a cigarette. Suddenly, there is a ring. Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean stands there for a moment. Hesitating to take the call but decides to take it. He approaches his study table and picks up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hello, Oh! Hi, Bob. Yeah...yeah...I know about&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. Don't worry.... I have everything under&lt;br /&gt;control........ Well!........It all depends on the&lt;br /&gt;judge but I think Judge Morrison will be on our&lt;br /&gt;side this time ......... Yeah! Trust me on this. I&lt;br /&gt;know what I am doing, OK, Bob. ..... Well! I expect the&lt;br /&gt;damages to be around 2 million. Yeah!... yeah!&lt;br /&gt;................ Don't worry. Just let me handle it,&lt;br /&gt;alright. Go get some sleep, OK, Bob.&lt;br /&gt;Right.... Goodnight, Bob."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He puts the phone down and moves closer to the portrait&lt;br /&gt;again. Standing for a long time while staring at it.&lt;br /&gt;Then he moves to the right side of the wall where there&lt;br /&gt;is a Hi-Fi sets and presses the “play” button but there is&lt;br /&gt;no sound. He ejects the stereo and found there is no&lt;br /&gt;compact disc in it. So he searches around the Hi-Fi sets&lt;br /&gt;until he gets so nervous and annoyed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where is it? Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then he approaches his study table and draws&lt;br /&gt;his upper drawer, searching for something very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Then he draws the second drawer and searches and he&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find it, then the third drawer, searching like&lt;br /&gt;a wild beast searching for his prey. He searches and&lt;br /&gt;searches and searches and he couldn't find it. Sean&lt;br /&gt;bursts into frustration and loses control of&lt;br /&gt;his temper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ALFRED! ALFRED!.... ALFRED. (Sean yells.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes, sir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where the hell is the disc? (Sean still searching,&lt;br /&gt;pushing his law books and papers aside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: What disc, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: The disc... Cassie's disc. The one she left it here&lt;br /&gt;when she was gone. Where the hell is it? I can't find&lt;br /&gt;it here? (Sean still searching in frustration).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Oh! Cassandra's compact disc. It’s over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred moves to the shelf next to the portrait and takes&lt;br /&gt;the compact disc on the books in the shelf and pass it&lt;br /&gt;to Sean and Sean grabs it in relief with a sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was here, sir. I saw it this morning. You've left it&lt;br /&gt;here after listening to it for hours yesterday and forgot to&lt;br /&gt;put it back into your drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh!...... Thanks, Alfred. Sometimes, I don't know what&lt;br /&gt;to do without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean puts the disc on his study table and then moves&lt;br /&gt;closer to the portrait.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir. I think you should take a break for a while. You&lt;br /&gt;have been listening to the same music over and over&lt;br /&gt;again. ..... Last night, you've been listening to it&lt;br /&gt;for approximately an hour. Is it going to be the same&lt;br /&gt;old song again, sir? The one by ....eh....eh Richard&lt;br /&gt;Karx..or....eh..eh..Richard Tarx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: It's Richard Marx, Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Ah yes, of course, sir. Richard Marx. I remembered it's&lt;br /&gt;your favourite song in your younger days when Miss&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra was around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah, Alfred. Those were the days, weren't they,&lt;br /&gt;Alfred? .... Jesus, Cassie was so beautiful and she was&lt;br /&gt;everything I wanted for in my life. God! I miss the&lt;br /&gt;old times so much. ...I miss her touch. Her gentle&lt;br /&gt;touch. Her smile, her sweet smile that melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;......Her laughter. Her care. ….. (sobs) Alfred,&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore.... I can't..... I can't take&lt;br /&gt;this agony of losing her, Alfred.......Oh God!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks down at the floor and then his tearful eyes&lt;br /&gt;are looking at the portrait of Cassandra again and&lt;br /&gt;Alfred notices.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Oh! Master Sean.......please...... you have been&lt;br /&gt;looking at Cassandra for the past one year...... I mean&lt;br /&gt;sir, it's...... Sir, I know that you still miss her&lt;br /&gt;very much ...but sir.... it's been a long time since&lt;br /&gt;she passed away......Why don't you move on with your&lt;br /&gt;life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Move on?..... What is there to move on, Alfred? I&lt;br /&gt;have lost her in my life and this is the only thing I&lt;br /&gt;have left from her, Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir….. (sighed). Maybe..... Maybe or perhaps you&lt;br /&gt;should forget her and start to move on. I still think&lt;br /&gt;it's the only wise and rational thing to do after all&lt;br /&gt;this time, sir. I'm just afraid you are losing yourself&lt;br /&gt;again. It.... It seems the symptoms of your depression&lt;br /&gt;is coming back to you, sir .......&lt;br /&gt;Your condition has gone worst than before....&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you can take care of yourself.....&lt;br /&gt;Sir,….Maybe.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean walks away from Alfred and raises his left hand&lt;br /&gt;as a gesture to tell Alfred to stop reminding him of&lt;br /&gt;how he was in the past.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, I hate to see you rotting yourself again bit by&lt;br /&gt;bit....... Try to ration with yourself. Do you&lt;br /&gt;actually know what is happening to you, sir? I&lt;br /&gt;must say I am at the outmost worry about you, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is silent. His right hand covers his face but&lt;br /&gt;Alfred looks more worried when Sean is silent and he&lt;br /&gt;tries to encourage him in his work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sir, at the mean time, please... please get a&lt;br /&gt;grip of yourself. You have a career to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;..... You still got a big corporate suit tomorrow, sir&lt;br /&gt;and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ALRIGHT. ALRIGHT. (Sean screams and looks away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then after a while, he is in a calm mood after&lt;br /&gt;learning he has lost his temper unreasonably again&lt;br /&gt;knowing that Alfred was only trying to help him as he&lt;br /&gt;always does. He puts his right hand on his forehead&lt;br /&gt;again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sighs)….. I am sorry, Alfred, that I yelled. I just&lt;br /&gt;miss her so much and .....&lt;br /&gt;(sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I understand, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Thanks Alfred. That will be all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Right, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred looks at Sean again. Making sure he is Ok and&lt;br /&gt;then shakes his head a little before walking to the&lt;br /&gt;door. Just as Alfred is about to exit the study room,&lt;br /&gt;Sean calls him again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean didn't look at Alfred's direction but he is&lt;br /&gt;looking at the portrait. Alfred pauses and turns around&lt;br /&gt;to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ......Nothing...... (pauses for a while and sighs.)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.......Goodnight, Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Goodnight, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred looks at Sean with a frowning expression and&lt;br /&gt;then closes the door slowly behind him as he exits the&lt;br /&gt;study room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean continue smoking while looking at the portrait. Standing like a statute. He finishes his cigarette and then walks to the study table and takes the compact disc and moves to the right side of the shelf where there is a HI-FI stereo and opens the cover of the compact disc. He takes out the disc and put it in the stereo and presses the ‘play’ button. The music of the ballad called "Can't Stop Falling In Love With You" by Richard Marx plays on. Sean moves closer to the portrait again and looks at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gives himself a big sigh and moves quickly to the Hi-Fi sets and presses the “stop” button while the music is still playing. Sean puts both his hands to his face and walks to the door on the left side and his right hand is holding the door knob. Hesitating whether he should turn the knob to open the door and leave the study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After standing motionlessly for a while, he looks back at his&lt;br /&gt;study table, then, he looks at the door knob again. This time he&lt;br /&gt;turns the door knob and opens the door and exits slowly, closing the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a silence in the study room for 10 seconds. Then the&lt;br /&gt;silence is broken by Sean rushing in again in a hurry and moves straight to his study table as if he already knew where he is going. He draws open his first drawer from the top and takes out a photo album. He gazes at all the pictures of Cassandra, his most beloved fiancee and begin to remember the past. Then he weeps and slowly he cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His emotional dilemma has come back to him again as he sits down on his couch and puts both his hands on his face. He cries louder this time in the most pathetical manner. 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The portrait of Cassandra is no longer&lt;br /&gt;around. Sean sits next to his study table. Holding some papers as his mind is concentrating while reading them. Then Alfred enters. Looking rather anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Master Sean, dinner is ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Ah...Alfred, thanks but I am not hungry yet. I 'll eat&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: But Sir, you haven't eaten for the past few nights. Are&lt;br /&gt;you sure you are alright, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I'll be fine, Alfred. I'll eat tonight but later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir.....by the way. Miss Amy will be here soon to see&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Amy Henderson, the artist, sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! Yes, of course. Amy Henderson...... Who is she&lt;br /&gt;actually, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir,....I am afraid that you will ask me this question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Why..... Why do you said that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I believe she.....it seems sir, she might remind you of&lt;br /&gt;the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Remind me of the past. What do you mean, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Never mind, sir. I better check whether the chef has&lt;br /&gt;cooked your dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred exits. Sean shrugges and reads his law books&lt;br /&gt;while sitting on his study table. After awhile, Alfred&lt;br /&gt;enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, Sir. Miss Amy Henderson is here to see&lt;br /&gt;you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Send her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred lets Amy in. Amy enters and Alfred exits. Sean&lt;br /&gt;is still reading his law books and he didn't look at&lt;br /&gt;Amy. Amy moves closer to the couch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Good evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Good evening.....please sit down.&lt;br /&gt;(Still reading his law book tentatively.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Sean looks at Amy with a shock and stares at&lt;br /&gt;her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! My God!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Excuse me, again?..... Are you OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is blur for a moment. Then he regains his&lt;br /&gt;composure and shakes his head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh!.....I am sorry...I.....You must be Miss Amy&lt;br /&gt;Henderson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Please call me Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy......right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: How do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Fine, thank you, I am Sean......Sean Rowan.......(Sean&lt;br /&gt;smiles at Amy and shakes her hand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you are a freelance painter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yes....I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Andda….I was told you are good in painting portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well…I have done a few for VIPS and some celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh!..... Good. Can you paint a portrait of me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves closer and looks at the empty space on&lt;br /&gt;the wall where Cassandra's portrait used to be. Amy&lt;br /&gt;follows him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of putting my portrait over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pointing at the empty space on the wall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Mmmm.. nice spot but why is it empty before?&lt;br /&gt;(referring to the empty space on the wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: My fiancee's portrait used to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Your fiancee? But where is it now? Why isn't it here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: My fiancee died a year ago and.....and I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;remember the pain of losing her. A week........A week&lt;br /&gt;ago, I asked my butler to deliver it to her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! I'm so sorry. I have no idea ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: It's alright. It's a long time ago. (chuckles) In fact&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long time that I've seen such a beauty&lt;br /&gt;like you since the last time I looked at Cassie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Cassie?...It's Cassie your fiancee's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah......Cassandra's her full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean then chuckles and looks into Amy's eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you is like seeing her again. .....I'm sorry I&lt;br /&gt;don't know what I'm talking about. Please forgive me, I&lt;br /&gt;don't mean to make you uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: No...not at all. In fact, I seem to feel so….&lt;br /&gt;(then silent as Amy couldn’t continue what she wants&lt;br /&gt;to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Feel so what Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I mean… I feel so at home …….as if I lived here before.&lt;br /&gt;(looking around the room feeling rather surprise&lt;br /&gt;suddenly)&lt;br /&gt;It’s strange ……. (chuckles) ….. I have this weird&lt;br /&gt;strange feeling all of a sudden. A feeling that I belonged&lt;br /&gt;here before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (chuckles)...Maybe you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Say, you have a nice place. Do you mind that I look&lt;br /&gt;around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No! No! Not at all. Be my guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves to the shelves where he keeps his Brandy&lt;br /&gt;and glasses.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want a drink? Brandy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy walks around the room. Looking at every angle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! This place is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Amy notices the glass window.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sure got a beautiful scenery over here! Mine!&lt;br /&gt;Mine! Its looks so beaaaauuuutiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In an excitement, Amy jumps for awhile and then&lt;br /&gt;stops immediately. Sean heard what Amy exclaimed&lt;br /&gt;in her excitement over the glass window and he slowly&lt;br /&gt;turns towards Amy and stares at her motionlessly.&lt;br /&gt;Amy doesn't notice him initially as she is still looking&lt;br /&gt;at the glass window. Then after awhile, she senses&lt;br /&gt;that Sean is staring at her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: .....Are you OK, Sean?.....&lt;br /&gt;(Amy looks at her dress and herself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything wrong with my dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! I am sorry.....No.... No... Of course not. It's&lt;br /&gt;...It's just that a minute ago, I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Someone else? Who? Cassandra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No....No....I....thought you were my good old friend,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle. She used to say the things that you’ve just&lt;br /&gt;said.... Anyway forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;.........Hey! Let's talk about painting. How long do&lt;br /&gt;you think you need to paint me a portrait.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: No! No! Wait! Tell me about Michelle. I love to know.&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Well! She is a very special friend of mine. Used to be I&lt;br /&gt;mean. …. Used to call her ………my bloodsister&lt;br /&gt;though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Bloodsister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Don't get the wrong idea. She is not my biological&lt;br /&gt;sister but a close friend ....so close that I call her my&lt;br /&gt;bloodsister. She used to be adorable and&lt;br /&gt;wonderful ....... until......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Until what?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Until?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Well! Something happened and we have this feud&lt;br /&gt;andda .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: And what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I am sorry. Can we skip the topic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sure....I'm sorry I don't mean to be a busy body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No.....not at all. It's just that I kindda hate her so&lt;br /&gt;much that I can't talk about her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: But why do you hate her so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (silent with anger shown in his face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I'm sorry. I guess I'm asking too much again…....&lt;br /&gt;So, how long can you spare me for me to paint you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I am kindda busy lately. Is it Ok that you do it in a&lt;br /&gt;slow pace.....I mean it may take a couple of minutes a&lt;br /&gt;day until you are finished. Don't worry.... I will pay&lt;br /&gt;you triple for all your expenses and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well! I am not so sure. This might take forever you&lt;br /&gt;know and I have to travel back and forth and you&lt;br /&gt;know your place is not near from the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh!......Ok ....I got an idea. Are you doing anything&lt;br /&gt;at the moment?....You said you are a freelance painter,&lt;br /&gt;aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: So are you attached with anyone yet in your work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well! No. Not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Good! Then you can stay here under my expense until&lt;br /&gt;you have finished your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! No! I can't.......I really don't want to impose&lt;br /&gt;andda I.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Nonsense! What kind of imposition can it be? This&lt;br /&gt;is a huge mansion where there are plenty of rooms to be&lt;br /&gt;utilised. ......Furthermore, I'm living alone in my&lt;br /&gt;place and you could be a good company for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well! I am not.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Please, Amy. Help me out. I really want my&lt;br /&gt;portrait to be ready before my annual company&lt;br /&gt;dinner and gathering at my place next month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well! Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: So! it's a deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Thanks, Amy. So I see you tomorrow, and I'll&lt;br /&gt;have my chauffeur to pick you up tomorrow morning&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: OK! Then I'll see you, Amy. Let me call Alfred to usher&lt;br /&gt;you to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! Don't bother. I can find my way out. So see you&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow Sean, bye!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy exits. After awhile, Sean immediately moves to&lt;br /&gt;the book shelves and searches for something. Moving&lt;br /&gt;every books on the shelves. Then he finds the photo&lt;br /&gt;album. There are dust on it and he wipes the surface.&lt;br /&gt;He opens the photo album and gazes at every picture&lt;br /&gt;in it and starting to smile. Then he shouts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ALFRED! ALFRED!........ALFRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes! Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where is the key? ......The key to Cassandra's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred? Where is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, I am afraid........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred? Where is it? Just pass me the key!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: But sir, isn't it you said Cassandra's room is to be&lt;br /&gt;locked forever after her death a year&lt;br /&gt;ago.....and....and never to be opened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Please Alfred. I just want to enter her room again and&lt;br /&gt;see how it was in her room. Give ......Give me the key&lt;br /&gt;now ......Alfred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: ......Very well, sir, as you wished. Somehow I don't&lt;br /&gt;think it is a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ALFRED! JUST GIVE ME THE KEY......NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: (pauses)...........Alright, sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred moves to the book shelves and then bents down&lt;br /&gt;to one corner and lifts a few books from the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;Then he takes the key hidden at the back of the&lt;br /&gt;shelves and gives it to Sean reluctantly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Thanks! Alfred. (Sean grabs the key from Alfred and&lt;br /&gt;then moves to the door.)&lt;br /&gt;Alfred! I want Cassandra's room to be cleaned by noon&lt;br /&gt;today. ........Amy will be our guest tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: ......sir?........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred only shows his worried expression on his face&lt;br /&gt;and shakes his head a little. 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Amy is busy arranging her painting tools and positioning an easel. Alfred enters holding some bags that belongs to Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Miss Amy, is there anything you need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Thanks Alfred! I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: By the way, Master Sean wants me to inform you that&lt;br /&gt;he will be a little late today. It's seems he has a&lt;br /&gt;meeting with his client in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sure. I'll just wait for him here. Thanks Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: You are welcomed. Well! Everything looks in order&lt;br /&gt;now. I'll leave you to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Wait Alfred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes Miss Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I am wondering whether I could ask you a question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: It's about Cassie. Sean mentioned about her several&lt;br /&gt;times yesterday. Who is she? I mean what kind of&lt;br /&gt;person is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: You mean Miss Cassandra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yeah! Yesteday I can't help but to notice how sad Sean&lt;br /&gt;was each time he mentions her name. I mean? He&lt;br /&gt;must have love her so much then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes, he did. Miss Cassandra was everything to him&lt;br /&gt;and even now, Master Sean has never stop missing her.&lt;br /&gt;Amy: But how did she die, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: .....I'm sorry, Miss Amy. I'm afraid that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;entitle to tell you the past of this family. Now you&lt;br /&gt;must excuse me, I have work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! Alfred, please! I really want to know and I'll&lt;br /&gt;promise I won't tell Sean. Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Please.....Please.....Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Miss Amy. I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! Please......Please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Well! OK! But promise you must keep this a secret and&lt;br /&gt;I think I am telling you now because I think it is the&lt;br /&gt;best for Master Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yeah! Yeah! Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: (Sighs)...... A year ago, Master Sean was engaged to&lt;br /&gt;the love of his life, Miss Cassandra. They were so&lt;br /&gt;happy until Master Sean's old friend, Miss Michelle&lt;br /&gt;came along and stay with them here. Then&lt;br /&gt;something happened. There seems to be a quarrel&lt;br /&gt;among them and Master Sean chased Miss Michelle&lt;br /&gt;away. Oh! God! it was really a bad time those times as&lt;br /&gt;I heard shoutings and screamings among&lt;br /&gt;them. ....Then poor Miss Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;started to drink and she....she became drunk and&lt;br /&gt;more drunk until she became an alcoholic........&lt;br /&gt;.....(sighed).........One can never expect what happened&lt;br /&gt;next? If only Miss Cassandra stops drinking, she&lt;br /&gt;would have been alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: What? What happened, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: One night, Master Sean wanted to give Miss&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra a surprise birthday party. But Miss&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra was too drunk and she ......she slipped and&lt;br /&gt;fell from the stairs and.....broke her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh my God! What a tragic accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes, it was a tragic accident. So tragic that Master&lt;br /&gt;Sean never seem to smile ever since the death of Miss&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra and he never seem to be able to forgive&lt;br /&gt;himself for her death. ....... But somehow, Master Sean&lt;br /&gt;has been a lot happier now since he has met you and I&lt;br /&gt;wish he can be this happy all the time. Actually, Miss&lt;br /&gt;Amy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Actually.....what, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: There are some questions that I am very keen to ask&lt;br /&gt;you but I never seem to have the opportunity to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: What is it. Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this instance, Sean comes in. Returning from&lt;br /&gt;work. Alfred quickly pretend to attend to his chores.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hi! Everyone! I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Good evening, sir. Do you want to have dinner now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sure, I'm starving. What about you, Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I'll go and make sure that dinner is served now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: So sorry that I'm late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: It's Ok. Alfred told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: So what are you going to do today? I'm here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well! do you want me to start tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: That won't be necessary. Let's take a rest tonight and&lt;br /&gt;we can start tomorrow morning. Say, I have a break&lt;br /&gt;from work for about a week. Starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Hey! That's great. Then I can grab you with all the&lt;br /&gt;time I need to finish my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hey! What's the hurry, Amy? Take your own sweet&lt;br /&gt;time. You got the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean sits on the couch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh! I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Got a long day, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah! a really long day. (Then absolutely silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Hey! Do you want some music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sure! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I got this from my home. Maybe you will like it? Do&lt;br /&gt;you like rock music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Rock music? Of course! It’s part of my life before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Before? What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy takes out a compact disc from her bag and plays&lt;br /&gt;the song called 'Sweet Child O'Mine' by Guns n Roses&lt;br /&gt;in the HI-FI stereo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: STOP THE MUSIC! STOP IT!&lt;br /&gt;(Suddenly Sean screams. Amy quickly presses the&lt;br /&gt;“stop” button and she is frightened to see the&lt;br /&gt;sudden anger in Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: What? What's the matter, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where did you get the music from? Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: From my bag? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Is it yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yeah! but why? What's going on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: .......(breathed heavily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean, are you alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I'm......I'm sorry. The music that you've just played&lt;br /&gt;reminded me.....of..........I'm sorry that I screamed&lt;br /&gt;at you. I...I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Shhhhhh! It's Ok.........It's Ok. Maybe we can try&lt;br /&gt;playing another song....alright. There's a disc here.&lt;br /&gt;Is it yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: It's my......my fiancee's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh!......Do you want me to play it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy puts the compact disc in the Hi-Fi stereo and&lt;br /&gt;plays it. The ballad of Richard Marx's "Can't help&lt;br /&gt;falling in love with you" is playing now. Sean&lt;br /&gt;remembers the music and the past. He looks at Amy&lt;br /&gt;and in his sight he could only see Cassandra again.&lt;br /&gt;While listening to the music, he narrates to Amy about&lt;br /&gt;the past of Cassandra’s life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Cassie's favourite song........(sighs) .....She&lt;br /&gt;gave this disc to me a year ago at our engagement&lt;br /&gt;party. She said she wanted me to remember how we&lt;br /&gt;first met. I still remember how she loves this song&lt;br /&gt;so much. I was standing at the bar and then&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there she was right in front of me....It...it&lt;br /&gt;was like seeing angel flying in heaven when I saw her&lt;br /&gt;smile the first time. Jesus, I still remember every&lt;br /&gt;moment of it.... the music in the bar ...it was the&lt;br /&gt;same music.....Each time I listen to this song, I can&lt;br /&gt;actually feel her .....I mean I feel her existence....&lt;br /&gt;her touch.....her movements....... her hair...........&lt;br /&gt;her smile .... (sobs)....... like....&lt;br /&gt;like...you, Amy......like you....(sobs)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: You love her so much, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: …..... I do.....(sobs)……...God! I miss her so&lt;br /&gt;much................ I feel so lonely without&lt;br /&gt;her... I ........ miss her touch.... her loving and&lt;br /&gt;tender touch...... ....(sobs emotionally).&lt;br /&gt;....... I'm sorry...........I'm sorry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: It's Ok... Hey! Do you want to dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy hugs Sean gently and they both start to dance&lt;br /&gt;passionately. Amy wipes Sean's tears away and holds&lt;br /&gt;his face gently. Sean's eyes are in Amy's eyes and&lt;br /&gt;they stare at each other for a long time and the&lt;br /&gt;music floats them into an air of wonderfulness where&lt;br /&gt;they slowly fall in love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... You are so beautiful, Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Thanks! So are you. (giggles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I love you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: ..........(look at Sean tentatively.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I mean what I said. From the first time I saw you, I&lt;br /&gt;know that you are the one for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean....I....I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Shhhhhhhhh, you don't have to say a thing. I know it's&lt;br /&gt;silly that I have to confess to you like this when I&lt;br /&gt;only know you yesterday........I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying this..... I have never feel so happy in my&lt;br /&gt;life ever since I've met you and I.....I really hope&lt;br /&gt;that you feel that way too.....I.....I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Shhhhhhh! I feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yeah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean hugs Amy tightly and they continue their dance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Leave you? Don't be silly, we haven't even begin yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Just promise me that you won't leave me?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Why are you saying this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Just promise me? ......Promise me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alright! I promise .......But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: (Amy puts her finger on Sean's lips to shut his mouth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhhhhh! Don't ask question anymore.....Just hug&lt;br /&gt;me tightly, Sean........I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is awed by what Amy has just said. It is as if&lt;br /&gt;he has already know her for a long time and now she&lt;br /&gt;has come back to him to ask him not to leave her&lt;br /&gt;again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (chuckles)...... You silly girl. I won't leave you.&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I won't leave you ..... I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: .......Sean, I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* If you wish to continue reading this play, please click:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;04 - Act 2 Scene 3&lt;/span&gt;" at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LABELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-5431445932818427827?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=91dde2fa93048784&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/5431445932818427827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=5431445932818427827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5431445932818427827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5431445932818427827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/act-2-scene-3-theatre-sound-effects.html' title='ACT 2 SCENE 2 - Theatre Sound Effects'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-5041905544905742979</id><published>2008-06-05T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:54:53.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='04 - Act 2 Scene 3'/><title type='text'>ACT 2 SCENE 3 - Theatre Sound Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8864c34b26acbf62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAADbdx0ctBZ6r0jjgHMEoxaZQvaQ1gwsssriMqOlCUC_NRElp98b4cZRopXWP2Cltmv4V5mDvRNGYubI76EWQ_I5ioERfd7b4ZtYOAuvj8SxZgEBIqfw9Md-jbMOcvbIC0fLCW3TONImPspRZOkb3snrDVi9iIRPTUsEbWJ-H_QTa0HljsujI3hy_TNZHOgF7VDHkqjWzOChamVPa7yhH_tCFq7NiRyYUgdEFaKdVvHdt%26sigh%3Dz17uXx6DO8zAH--CjyM4JwSXD2M%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8864c34b26acbf62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DmEbBgQCrmNHsIMrsrkAjpNj4lBo&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAADbdx0ctBZ6r0jjgHMEoxaZQvaQ1gwsssriMqOlCUC_NRElp98b4cZRopXWP2Cltmv4V5mDvRNGYubI76EWQ_I5ioERfd7b4ZtYOAuvj8SxZgEBIqfw9Md-jbMOcvbIC0fLCW3TONImPspRZOkb3snrDVi9iIRPTUsEbWJ-H_QTa0HljsujI3hy_TNZHOgF7VDHkqjWzOChamVPa7yhH_tCFq7NiRyYUgdEFaKdVvHdt%26sigh%3Dz17uXx6DO8zAH--CjyM4JwSXD2M%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8864c34b26acbf62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DmEbBgQCrmNHsIMrsrkAjpNj4lBo&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ACT 2 Scene 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed. Amy is painting on her 'soon-to-be-finished' portrait of Sean where she is doing some final touches to it. Then someone comes in. It is Nichol White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean! Sean! Where are you? .....oops.....I'm&lt;br /&gt;sorry.....I didn't know there is someone here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol stares at Amy for a long time. Amy looks at her&lt;br /&gt;and then to her own dress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: (Feeling shock.).......I'm Amy Henderson.&lt;br /&gt;And you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Still staring at Amy tentatively.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm........I'm.... Nichol White, a friend of&lt;br /&gt;Sean's.......mmmmmm where's Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: He's not around but he will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: So.....who are you actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I'm an artist and I'm painting a portrait of Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: An artist, huh? (Still gazing at Amy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Excuse me, is there anything wrong with my dress?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to gaze at me ever since I step my&lt;br /&gt;foot into this mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sorry! I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. How&lt;br /&gt;do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol shakes Amy's hand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Fine, and nice meeting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Say you look like ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Like who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Nothing! I was just hallucinating. Forget what I've&lt;br /&gt;just said. So, what do you actually do again, Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I paint..... Sean wants me to paint a portrait of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: ...... A portrait…huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol looks at the right corner of the wall and is&lt;br /&gt;shocked to see the empty space where the portrait of&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra used to be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! My God! Where's Cassandra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: You mean the portrait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yes, where's Cassandra's portrait. It used to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: ....Sean gave it to her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! Did he?....... I see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yeah! Do you know Cassandra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Cassandra? Yes, of course. She was a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;woman and she was as beautiful as Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Michelle? Who's Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: She's my bloodsister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean's too, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Well! Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean told me before that he has a bloodsister called&lt;br /&gt;Michelle. Are you his so-called bloodsister too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeap. We were great last time....Where we used&lt;br /&gt;to be like a gang. An identity of our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: ........(sighs) it's sad that things are not the same&lt;br /&gt;as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Why? Why is it so, Nichol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I don't know.....it's just that .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Say........ You look so familiar and I seem to know&lt;br /&gt;you before. You speak like Michelle and look like&lt;br /&gt;her too as a matter of fact. (sighs) .... If&lt;br /&gt;only Michelle is here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Why, isn't she around here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No...not anymore. She disappeared a year ago&lt;br /&gt;after Cassandra...... (sighed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: After Cassandra's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! .....hmmm....you seem to know a lot about&lt;br /&gt;Sean's past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Well! Not really! There is so much about him that&lt;br /&gt;seems so mysterious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (chuckles) Sometimes it makes you feel that you&lt;br /&gt;want to know more about him isn't it? (chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;This is what Sean always do. Loves to keep people&lt;br /&gt;guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: He also seems to have a lot of his family secrets&lt;br /&gt;and also about his so-called bloodsisters he used to&lt;br /&gt;have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! his so-called bloodsisters, huh? Well not&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Why? Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: It's long story, Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Tell me.....Please I love to know.....Please.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Well it all started about three years ago when we&lt;br /&gt;formed our gang and named ourselves the&lt;br /&gt;Bloodsisters and the Bloodbrother. Bloodbrother is&lt;br /&gt;of course, Sean. I remember it was one month&lt;br /&gt;before our exam at the Princeton University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I used to sit and study during our group&lt;br /&gt;discussion. (chuckles,) It's my favourite couch. Oh!&lt;br /&gt;It's still look the same. (pointing at the couch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean used to sit there. (pointing at the study table.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....and here's where Michelle used to stand .....the&lt;br /&gt;spot that you're standing now....... She loves to stand&lt;br /&gt;here and look at the scenery behind this glass window.&lt;br /&gt;(pointing at Amy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....(chuckles.) I still remember her laughter....Her&lt;br /&gt;cute little and childish laughter..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol narrates to Amy about the past.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*&lt;em&gt; If you wish to continue reading this play, please click:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;05 - Past 1 Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;LABELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-5041905544905742979?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8864c34b26acbf62&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/5041905544905742979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=5041905544905742979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5041905544905742979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/5041905544905742979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-act-2-scene-3-theatre-sound-effects.html' title='ACT 2 SCENE 3 - Theatre Sound Effects'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-6382589006723212005</id><published>2008-06-05T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:46:55.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='05 - Past 1 Scene 1'/><title type='text'>PAST 1 SCENE 1 - Theatre Sound Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="409" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f084e57aed1e3ca" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAADjB7cieHmVEItu-JNF4-KJqK1POK15pc1MvMLIVjq-0SyDe_mBxfslSHXq0vn9NycJ0FRmBbcjJEncuHYA5oj5K1jqAv2t62KBjz4NyyWOby228AePBh0_JVbfdcNCSxoj_C9t-7H9qS0Qs4h7innZmLHwhxVU6Y2i5Jk3LEjJxIZuDOrsS1IBH4WVRJ6OKfjEOXYlF-WLJePtN-tv3hSVg2bwY8I-f2kl-E7xojGm-%26sigh%3DeR1lh_dkgVg90EOHqrDgSlskB_Y%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df084e57aed1e3ca%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DZhUh-HzBqvqSxNf-t_Xi-PTBAEU&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="409" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAADjB7cieHmVEItu-JNF4-KJqK1POK15pc1MvMLIVjq-0SyDe_mBxfslSHXq0vn9NycJ0FRmBbcjJEncuHYA5oj5K1jqAv2t62KBjz4NyyWOby228AePBh0_JVbfdcNCSxoj_C9t-7H9qS0Qs4h7innZmLHwhxVU6Y2i5Jk3LEjJxIZuDOrsS1IBH4WVRJ6OKfjEOXYlF-WLJePtN-tv3hSVg2bwY8I-f2kl-E7xojGm-%26sigh%3DeR1lh_dkgVg90EOHqrDgSlskB_Y%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df084e57aed1e3ca%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DZhUh-HzBqvqSxNf-t_Xi-PTBAEU&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ THE PAST ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Past 1 Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in the study room. Every conditions and decorations remain intact as in Act 1 except where there is no portrait on the wall. Nichol White dresses in her jeans jacket like a college styled student sits on the sofa at the centre reading some case-laws. There are some law books sprawling on the sofas. Sean with his jeans jacket together with his jeans pants and leather shoes sits at his study table doing his assignment. Thick law books and papers scatter everywhere on the table while he is concentrating on his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: The case of New Castle v. Smith .....eh....eh...shit.&lt;br /&gt;What is the principle of the case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol scratches her head trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;the answer to the question she just asked herself and&lt;br /&gt;then she gives up guessing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean! Sean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Mmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;(Still concentrating on his work without looking at&lt;br /&gt;Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Do you remember the principle of New Castle v. Smith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is no answer from Sean and Nichol is getting&lt;br /&gt;annoyed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean! Seeeeaaaaaaannnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Mmmmmm....(Still concentrating on his work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I am asking you a question, Brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sorry. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This time Sean looks at Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: The principle of New Castle v. Smith case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! Jesus, I forgot myself. (sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! God! Exam is around the corner and still there are&lt;br /&gt;so much to remember. What are we going to do, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Woooa! Hold your horses, Nichol. Just hang on there.&lt;br /&gt;I'll find the case for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean searches for one of the books on his table and&lt;br /&gt;flips the pages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let see......New...New Castle v. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Suddenly, Nichol's mind wanders with deep&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and she is not interested of what Sean is&lt;br /&gt;doing but she reluctantly thanks him as she meant&lt;br /&gt;it for other reason.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Thanks, Sean. You are always a good brother to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Mmmmmm......(Sean still flipping the pages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Nichol pretends not thinking about&lt;br /&gt;other things and looks at her watch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Jesus, where's Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: She should be here by now.... Did you tell her&lt;br /&gt;about our group study today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I did. I guess she probably went for a detour&lt;br /&gt;again to some frolic of her own. You know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: As usual. Ah! I found it. New Castle vs. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;It's says.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As Sean refers the case to her, he notices Nichol&lt;br /&gt;isn't looking at him but elsewhere and his mind&lt;br /&gt;wonders why. Then after a while knowing Nichol&lt;br /&gt;isn't paying anymore attention to him, he quitely moves&lt;br /&gt;closer to her place and sits next to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Is there anybody out there? Are you still in&lt;br /&gt;the twilight zone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sorry! I don't mean to ignore you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: It's OK. What's wrong? You seem to have a lot in your&lt;br /&gt;mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Nothing, really. I was just dreaming. You know.&lt;br /&gt;The usual, stuff and bla...bla....bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean then gives Nichol a small pat from his elbow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You sure, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! I am sure. I just....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What is it, Nichol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I don't know. There is this fear that is building&lt;br /&gt;inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What? Is it the exam that's been bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No! No! It's not the exam. I am not sure....I&lt;br /&gt;...(sighs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol puts her right hand on her forehead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just worried that ...... I mean I am just worried&lt;br /&gt;about our gang. That we will never share what we have&lt;br /&gt;together like brothers and sisters one day. You&lt;br /&gt;know, where we will end up going our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;after the exam and never see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Nichol! you silly girl. Even if we are to go our&lt;br /&gt;separate ways later. So what? .... Hey! we have our own&lt;br /&gt;lives to move on. But of course, we will get in touch&lt;br /&gt;and say hi and maybe say hey how many kids you got&lt;br /&gt;and start comparing and see who got the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;(Sean laughs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean, I'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean stops laughing and he holds Nichol's hands&lt;br /&gt;gently.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Nichol, you're always like this. Worried about&lt;br /&gt;something unnecessarily...... But I want you to&lt;br /&gt;know that no matter where we are in the future and no&lt;br /&gt;matter how far apart we can be, I'm sure we will&lt;br /&gt;always remember the moments that we are enjoying&lt;br /&gt;now. Our 'Bloodihood Bond' is so great and it will&lt;br /&gt;always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Always be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Always...... always in our hearts, too...... Yours,&lt;br /&gt;mine ....and Michelle's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Thanks,...... If I ever have a brother, I really want&lt;br /&gt;him to be like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol hugs Sean immediately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You don't have to as you already got one here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this juncture, Michelle enters the room from the&lt;br /&gt;left side at the door. She is wearing a blouse with&lt;br /&gt;feminine vest and a short mini-skirt. Looking very&lt;br /&gt;sexy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hi! Guys. (Michelle yells in ecstasy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol and Sean start to break-up in their&lt;br /&gt;passionate moment of friendship but Michelle&lt;br /&gt;looks at them surprisingly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yes! You did. Our wasted time of waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;to join us for group discussion, remember?&lt;br /&gt;It's about time, Michelle. Where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: (giggles)&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I am so sorry. I completely forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle moves towards Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, Sean. Please don't get mad. Huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (Imitating Michelle's expression) "Oh! I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;please don't get mad, huh?" As usual Michelle,&lt;br /&gt;you always make promises you never keep. I don't&lt;br /&gt;know what else to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! Sean! I am so sorry....Please, don't be mad at&lt;br /&gt;me, huh!....huh!......huh!.....huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle shows her pathetic look like a little girl&lt;br /&gt;begging for forgiveness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alright, alright. Just don't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! Sean's not mad at me. Yeah! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle jumps like a little girl clapping her hands&lt;br /&gt;and Sean and Nichol laugh at her. Sean then&lt;br /&gt;moves to his study table to continue his work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: OK, let's get back to work. We have exams to go for,&lt;br /&gt;remember, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle shows a frowning face to Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: What? Study again. It's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle wanders around the room and&lt;br /&gt;begins to take notice of the surroundings.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Nice place, Sean. Oh! You got a window that&lt;br /&gt;we can see the beautiful view outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then she moves quickly towards the glass window&lt;br /&gt;and then jumps like a little girl again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol! Nichol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle yells in a high pitched tone and&lt;br /&gt;swings her left hand towards Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come here and look at the view.&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful out there. You can see everything&lt;br /&gt;from here. Oh Mine! Oh mine! Sean, it's so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol moves towards Michelle and looks at the&lt;br /&gt;beautiful scenery with her. Michelle is still jumping&lt;br /&gt;with ecstasy as she points to Nichol the beautiful&lt;br /&gt;mountains at the scenery.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Mmmmmmm ...Yeah! it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! Look at that mountains. Mine! Mine! it's so&lt;br /&gt;beautiful. It's like living in paradise, Sean! Oh Mine!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves towards them and joins them looking at&lt;br /&gt;the scenery.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: It's my favourite spot too, Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I don't care...I don't care. I want this to be my spot.&lt;br /&gt;I want to own this place. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean puts his hand on Michelle's shoulder and hold&lt;br /&gt;her tightly like a brother hugging his own sister.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alright! alright! It's yours now........ Are you happy&lt;br /&gt;now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle becomes silent and slowly she turns her&lt;br /&gt;head towards Sean and stares at him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Will it be forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean then turns his head towards Michelle and their&lt;br /&gt;eyes met each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah....Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle and Sean are looking into each other's eyes&lt;br /&gt;and slowly they lost touch with reality as if there is&lt;br /&gt;some form of chemical reaction in their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, out of impulse, Sean puts his right&lt;br /&gt;hand on Michelle's left cheek and caresses her so&lt;br /&gt;tenderly. For another few more moments, they would have&lt;br /&gt;found the magical phenomenon of falling in love. While&lt;br /&gt;this is happening, Nichol couldn't help but to realise&lt;br /&gt;what is happening and simply witnesses their romantic&lt;br /&gt;moments and takes notice of it in silence.&lt;br /&gt;But Sean then senses the impropriety to feel such&lt;br /&gt;feeling of love when he knows he has already made his&lt;br /&gt;vow to be Michelle's brother. Because of this, Sean&lt;br /&gt;shakes his head a little and breaks away from Michelle by&lt;br /&gt;withholding his hand from her face.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sean pretends nothing has happened and returns to&lt;br /&gt;his study table and continues doing his assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle is a little bit disappointed of Sean's sudden&lt;br /&gt;withdrawal from such feeling of love but she understands&lt;br /&gt;his gesture and also pretends nothing has happened.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: OK! Guys, let's not get carried away from that window.&lt;br /&gt;We have exams to deal with, remember?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, you better start studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol holds Michelle's left hand and drags her to the&lt;br /&gt;sofas and Michelle reluctantly follows. Then they decide&lt;br /&gt;to do some studying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Mnmmmmmmmmm. I hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Come on, Michelle. Do you want to pass your exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Mmmmmmmmmm. I hate law! I hate law! I&lt;br /&gt;wonder why my parents have to force me to do law.&lt;br /&gt;It's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle reluctantly takes out a book from her bag&lt;br /&gt;and reads it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Shhhhhhhh.(Sean points his finger to his mouth as a&lt;br /&gt;gesture to tell Michelle to stop complaining.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is a silence in the room for awhile as Sean&lt;br /&gt;is busy doing his assignment and Nichol is&lt;br /&gt;busy reading her case-laws.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michele: Sean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Shhhhhhhh. (Simultaneously with Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Shhhhhhhh. (Simultaneously with Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is another silence for awhile as Michelle begins&lt;br /&gt;to feel uncomfortable and restless in trying to get her&lt;br /&gt;mind to concentrate in her study.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Nichol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;(Simultaneously in a louder voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;(Simultaneously in a louder voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is another silence and this time Michelle is&lt;br /&gt;getting even more impatient than before as she is just&lt;br /&gt;too bored with her law books. And then Alfred enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Pardon me, everyone. Ah.....Miss Michelle! There is a&lt;br /&gt;phone call for you from the living hall outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle raises both her hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;immediately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yes! Yes! I am out of here. Thanks Alfred, you have&lt;br /&gt;just saved my life. Excuse me, brother and sister. Or&lt;br /&gt;shall I say..... Bloodbro and Bloodsis,&lt;br /&gt;please......excuseeee meooooew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle does her little cat walk to the door and&lt;br /&gt;Alfred exits from the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle, don't forget to come back. We have&lt;br /&gt;discussion to attend to later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle turns around to Sean and puts her right&lt;br /&gt;hand to her right ear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: What, Senior? I can't hear you. Can you&lt;br /&gt;please....please say that again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When Sean looks at Michelle's direction, she has&lt;br /&gt;already exited. Sean shakes his head and smiles&lt;br /&gt;a little.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I wonder whose call is it from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I guess it must be from her mom. Remember that her&lt;br /&gt;mom said that she will call Michelle over here to tell&lt;br /&gt;her about her father air flight tomorrow so that she&lt;br /&gt;can pick her dad up from the airport. Say..... Do you&lt;br /&gt;know that her father is coming back from Paris for&lt;br /&gt;good to stay with her mom. She is just so excited&lt;br /&gt;about it for the past few days about this. I guess she&lt;br /&gt;loves her dad so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I remember. Yeah! Her mom did say that.&lt;br /&gt;That must be real nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: You know, tomorrow is already a Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;and it will be like double celebration for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: That's good and nice. (In a much silent mode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol looks at Sean and she realises there is&lt;br /&gt;something about what she has said that made Sean&lt;br /&gt;looks so sad all of a sudden. Michelle comes in at this&lt;br /&gt;moment and jumps like a little girl again.&lt;br /&gt;Clapping her hands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! my father is coming back&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow and we will be celebrating Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;at ......(Michelle's stops suddenly when she realises&lt;br /&gt;that Sean has started sobbing quitely.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol moves to Michelle and whispers&lt;br /&gt;something to her and Michelle got a shock and&lt;br /&gt;covers her mouth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! My God! (Whispering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol and Michelle whisper to themselves and Sean&lt;br /&gt;is still putting his right hand on his face covering his&lt;br /&gt;tearful eyes. Then Nichol and Michelle move&lt;br /&gt;towards Sean. They put their hands on Sean's&lt;br /&gt;shoulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hey! Bro. Are you OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean, please........ I am sorry..... I didn't mean to&lt;br /&gt;say these things to you. I totally forgot and I.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hey! Bloodbro..... We are sorry, huh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean raises his right hand and stand up. He walks to&lt;br /&gt;the window.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hey! Come on.........Come-on.... guys. I'm OK. It's&lt;br /&gt;alright! alright! I just got jam up for a while. That's&lt;br /&gt;all. I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is a silence for awhile. Nichol and Michelle are&lt;br /&gt;still staring at Sean tentatively.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sometimes, it's strange....you know. I never like my&lt;br /&gt;dad and I never learn to love him like a real son. My&lt;br /&gt;mom used to tell me to forgive what my dad did in&lt;br /&gt;the past and I.....I ..... I guess I was never a good son&lt;br /&gt;after all....You know sometimes it's good to have this&lt;br /&gt;kindda function like Father's Day or maybe&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day.....it's where you can really&lt;br /&gt;understand that ....that maybe you actually love your&lt;br /&gt;father after all when you know that he has no one to&lt;br /&gt;celebrate with during this occasion when he knows&lt;br /&gt;that his friends and buddies probably spending&lt;br /&gt;sometime somewhere.....celebrating how great being&lt;br /&gt;a father they are and stuff like that. I.......I guess that I&lt;br /&gt;finally understood how my dad felt now..... If&lt;br /&gt;only....If only....I listen to my Mom before she died.&lt;br /&gt;I.....I mean if only she knows that I still love&lt;br /&gt;my dad....Maybe she'll be very happy in heaven now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean sobs incessantly and emotionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must they diedddddd and .....and leave me&lt;br /&gt;alone like this? How in the hell did the brakes fail?&lt;br /&gt;Damn the car accident? .....Mom...mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;(sobs) Please forgive me......I know that it's too late&lt;br /&gt;already.......I am so sorry I ..I....I&lt;br /&gt;Dad...Dad......I'm sorry.....I...mmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Dadddd.... (sobs) .......so sorry. Now it's all too&lt;br /&gt;late already.......Everything's too late.....Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean's emotion has gone unstable and he is starting&lt;br /&gt;to sob a little louder while holding his tears&lt;br /&gt;desperately. Nichol and Michelle quickly move closer&lt;br /&gt;to Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean! It's not too late.......It's not too late.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure your mom and dad already knew from&lt;br /&gt;their hearts that you love them......... and .....and you&lt;br /&gt;still have us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! We're your family..... We're still your&lt;br /&gt;bloodsisters, aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! we're a gang now and we're your family.&lt;br /&gt;Hey!....we are Bloodbrother and Bloodsisters&lt;br /&gt;...remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Come-on, Bro. We love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: You're not alone..... Not anymore. Remember what&lt;br /&gt;you've told me just now, Sean? About our sacred&lt;br /&gt;bond in our friendship, ....... remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean then turns around and hugs them and gives a&lt;br /&gt;kiss on their foreheads.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Thanks Nichol. Thanks Michelle. You guys are my&lt;br /&gt;only good friends and I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I love you too, Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Me too, bloodbro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After the emotional hugging among themselves&lt;br /&gt;for awhile, Sean remembers something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I got something for you two. Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves to his study table and draws open his&lt;br /&gt;first top drawer and takes out three star shaped&lt;br /&gt;pendants with chains that dazzle Michelle's and&lt;br /&gt;Nichol's eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I kindda made these myself and I.....I thought&lt;br /&gt;you guys will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean gave the star shaped pendants to them by&lt;br /&gt;wearing them on their necks. Nichol and Michelle&lt;br /&gt;smile between themselves as they are awed by such&lt;br /&gt;wonderful gifts from Sean. They then hold their&lt;br /&gt;pendants respectively and start to look at&lt;br /&gt;their own gifts and they see the wordings of their&lt;br /&gt;name engraved on their own pendants beside their&lt;br /&gt;hearts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Bloodsister Nichol. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hey! mine's Bloodsister Michelle. Oh! it's wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: And this pendant will be mine. Bloodbrother Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: And we will all be as one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: ... under this bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Sean, Michelle and Nichol start hugging&lt;br /&gt;among themselves.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hey! Why don't we create a song as a theme song for&lt;br /&gt;our Bloodihood Gang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: That's great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! But what song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I got an idea. I happened to pass by some places just&lt;br /&gt;now and ....Look! Look what I got today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle takes out a compact disc from her bag&lt;br /&gt;and proudly presents it to Sean and Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta...Da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Guns &amp;amp; Roses new album. Here! check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle passes the compact disc cover to Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh really, what's the albums name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: It's called 'Appetite for Destruction'.&lt;br /&gt;I heard all the songs when I borrowed from my&lt;br /&gt;friend's last week before I bought this new CD for&lt;br /&gt;myself. Here I show you. You guys should check&lt;br /&gt;out this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle takes the compact disc from Nichol and&lt;br /&gt;puts it in the Hi-Fi stereo and plays the 'Sweet Child&lt;br /&gt;O'Mine' song. Sean and Nichol take the lyrics from&lt;br /&gt;the album cover and start searching for the lyrics of&lt;br /&gt;the song and they all start singing the song together.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle is dancing and rocking her head around.&lt;br /&gt;Swaying her hair like a rocker in a rock concert&lt;br /&gt;singing the tunes. She don't need to look at the&lt;br /&gt;lyrics as she already knew them by heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this juncture, Alfred enters from the door at the left side.&lt;br /&gt;Sean, Nichol and Michelle are still dancing. Totally oblivious of&lt;br /&gt;Alfred's presence. Alfred tries to speak to them but the music&lt;br /&gt;is too loud and they wouldn't care to listen to him. They just&lt;br /&gt;play a prank on Alfred by dancing around him and Alfred tries again to speak to each of them but they pretend that they couldn't hear him. Michelle even hold Alfred's hand to dance with him but Alfred refuses to do so and pulls his hand away from Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sean quickly lowers down the music of Sweet Child O'Mine from the stereo and looks at Alfred in a shock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred, What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir! That is what I am trying to tell you, sir? But you&lt;br /&gt;all won't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred! Answer me. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: It's already 2:15. Sir andda......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! My God, we are late for our 2 pm lecture and the&lt;br /&gt;Professor will kill us this time.&lt;br /&gt;Come-on, guys. We better hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean collects all his books and papers quickly and&lt;br /&gt;chucks them into his bag and rushes to the door.&lt;br /&gt;Nichol does the same thing. While the rest are busy&lt;br /&gt;packing their things for the lecture, Michelle is busy&lt;br /&gt;standing at the window watching the scenery again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Ohhhhhhhh! It's so beautiful. I don't feel like leaving&lt;br /&gt;now. Can't we just skip the lecture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Come-on, Michelle! Stop fooling around anymore or&lt;br /&gt;Professor Kingsfield will kill you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Come-on, Michelle! Start packing your things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Go ....Come on, Michelle. Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is rushing and he exits and Nichol packs&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's books into her bag and she rushes to the&lt;br /&gt;door and before she exits she turns to Michelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Come-on, Michelle. Let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol exits and Alfred follows behind.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle takes her bag and moves to the door and&lt;br /&gt;stops. She turns around and looks at the window and&lt;br /&gt;then exits. Then she enters again and reaches for the&lt;br /&gt;Hi-Fi stereo and ejects her compact disc from it and&lt;br /&gt;keeps it in the album cover and puts it into her bag.&lt;br /&gt;When she is about to move towards the door, she stops&lt;br /&gt;and looks at the glass window again. Nichol comes in&lt;br /&gt;at the door and shouts at Michelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle! Let's go. We are very late already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Nichol exits from the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Alright! I am coming......I am coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle runs quickly towards the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET CHILD O'MINE IS COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle shouts and exits from the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* If you wish to continue reading this play, please click:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;06 - Past 1 Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;" at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LABELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-6382589006723212005?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f084e57aed1e3ca&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/6382589006723212005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=6382589006723212005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/6382589006723212005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/6382589006723212005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-1-scene-1-theatre-sound-effects.html' title='PAST 1 SCENE 1 - Theatre Sound Effects'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-4010996621682039076</id><published>2008-06-05T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:47:10.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06 - Past 1 Scene 2'/><title type='text'>PAST 1 SCENE 2 - Theatre Sound Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b85ed941ceeadb86" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I96AoeK92bPqYX5CdYJyesmbMjnwEYTfbxTa7NeRmpWckUV7vK7aPnQuF-yg4oXS-oh_z5u6CrmzST-c-GiXFdvWdGCwoOUhqDSxvBXdZjfNQ-h2qHBcLB47fI97X_IwwlOpoFV5ZM6CSMK64n7tGguCk5UjCERHgLlzPyhZCxtsruuplKGvVE1Qfto0rprZNtSirPi2rBTH-pgNwI9K2jnw%26sigh%3D_LWQr8_TEJHsAu7YT2NxVgs-pis%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db85ed941ceeadb86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D4LW2-x41NO4YDjIykNMaL-fn_xE&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="408" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I96AoeK92bPqYX5CdYJyesmbMjnwEYTfbxTa7NeRmpWckUV7vK7aPnQuF-yg4oXS-oh_z5u6CrmzST-c-GiXFdvWdGCwoOUhqDSxvBXdZjfNQ-h2qHBcLB47fI97X_IwwlOpoFV5ZM6CSMK64n7tGguCk5UjCERHgLlzPyhZCxtsruuplKGvVE1Qfto0rprZNtSirPi2rBTH-pgNwI9K2jnw%26sigh%3D_LWQr8_TEJHsAu7YT2NxVgs-pis%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db85ed941ceeadb86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D4LW2-x41NO4YDjIykNMaL-fn_xE&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Past 1 Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five months after the exam, it is in the study room again.&lt;br /&gt;Nichol is sitting on the couch at the centre and Michelle is sitting on Sean's study table shaking her legs forward and backward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Nichol looks at her watch and sighs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Sean? He should be back by now.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle! Did Sean say anything about our&lt;br /&gt;meeting today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Uh! uhh! Nothing! (Michelle shakes her head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Hmmmmmmm. (Nichol sighs in frustration again.)&lt;br /&gt;It's been 5 months after our exam and I'm bored&lt;br /&gt;like hell...... Sorry, Michelle, that you didn't make it&lt;br /&gt;in the exam. So where have you been these couple&lt;br /&gt;of months? What have you been up to, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Well! I am in the advertising now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! Really! That's cool....Hey! Finally you got what&lt;br /&gt;you wanted to do in your life, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! After all the nagging from my parents.... You&lt;br /&gt;know and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: So! Tell me, tell me. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Well! Nothing much, I am kindda take charge of&lt;br /&gt;co-ordinating the works of the models and stuff like&lt;br /&gt;that. Oh! Nichol, you should check out the hunks that&lt;br /&gt;work in my place....Say I don't mind matchmaking&lt;br /&gt;you with one of the cuties....You know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Now... you better stop that now..... I mean&lt;br /&gt;it.....Don't start your little cunning and mischievous&lt;br /&gt;schemes again. I had enough of blind dates from&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! Don't be shy! There are still a lot of hunks out&lt;br /&gt;there waiting to know you, Nichol.&lt;br /&gt;Nichol! Nichol little sis....(Michelle chuckles and&lt;br /&gt;giggles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Stop it Michelle. Alright! Or I am out of here.&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol stands up and moves away from Michelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle stops teasing Nichol and suddenly&lt;br /&gt;realises the agony of long waiting she and Nichol have&lt;br /&gt;to endure for Sean to return from his work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Ggggggrrrrrhhhhh! It's getting boring. I hate&lt;br /&gt;waiting and waiting and waiting for him like this.&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we have to wait for him?&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle puts her arms together.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Maybe he forgot about our meeting with him to&lt;br /&gt;celebrate his birthday today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! He better not be.&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle stands up and moves to the window.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Nichol! What is wrong with Sean lately? He&lt;br /&gt;seems to spend less time with us nowadays. I mean I hardly sees him after the exam, he seems to vanish in our lives. He doesn't have dinner with us anymore&lt;br /&gt;and each time when I pay him a visit, he is always&lt;br /&gt;not around. He hardly call and....and he even forgot&lt;br /&gt;to return my call which is totally unlike him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle moves to the door at the left side.)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmm. Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;I began to miss his presence already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Maybe he has forgotten about our appointment this&lt;br /&gt;time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hmmmmmmmmm. I don't think so?...... How could&lt;br /&gt;he? We have been doing this for many times. Isn't it&lt;br /&gt;each time when one of us is having his or her&lt;br /&gt;birthday, we all are supposed to meet up here at 7:00&lt;br /&gt;p.m. as we always do for yours and mine, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! Maybe he's late. You know him, he's doing&lt;br /&gt;his chambering in one of the largest firm in town.&lt;br /&gt;Probably hooked up somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! But aargggghhhh! Why didn't he call and spare&lt;br /&gt;us the torture of waiting for him?&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting! I hhhaaaaatttttteeeee waiting!&lt;br /&gt;You know what….. Nichol sis! I haven't seen him for&lt;br /&gt;months besides getting in touch with him through&lt;br /&gt;phones....... I am getting sick already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle puts her arms together again and then&lt;br /&gt;she moves to the window and looks at the scenery&lt;br /&gt;outside and suddenly jumps with ecstasy like the&lt;br /&gt;way she did the first time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mine! Oh Mine! Nichol! Nichol! Come ! Come!&lt;br /&gt;The sun is setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol moves towards her and looks at the&lt;br /&gt;scenery with her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh yeah! It's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! it is. Oh Mine! Oh Mine!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Nichol sis...... I guess I kindda miss Sean already&lt;br /&gt;like the way I miss this little spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Michelle puts her hand on Nichol's shoulder&lt;br /&gt;like real sisters comforting each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I miss Sean, Nichol sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Me too, Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After cuddling each other for awhile, Nichol looks at&lt;br /&gt;her watch again and moves to the couch and sits&lt;br /&gt;down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Maybe what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Never mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: No! Tell me. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Maybe he is spending his time with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Someone else? Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I am not sure but I heard about him being with&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Cassa...who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Cassandra!..... The one Sean introduced to us during&lt;br /&gt;the lectures before the exam, ......remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh!.....You mean the blonde that looks like me ...&lt;br /&gt;where everyone used to say she is like my twin&lt;br /&gt;sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! She's the one. I suspect that Sean has been&lt;br /&gt;with her a lot lately..... Well! at least the guys in&lt;br /&gt;the University said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! (Michelle becomes silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle! Do you think that maybe...maybe Sean&lt;br /&gt;has abandoned us already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: What? Abandoned us? (chuckles.)&lt;br /&gt;No! I don't think so. Sean won't do such thing like&lt;br /&gt;that. You know him, he's such a protagonist in the&lt;br /&gt;gang and sometimes he is so serious with certain&lt;br /&gt;things especially when it relates to the&lt;br /&gt;gang.......Remember my ex-boyfriend issue,&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence? Sean was so obsessed to know about&lt;br /&gt;my private life with him and he just won't let me&lt;br /&gt;go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I still remember that but it was a year ago&lt;br /&gt;and he was only trying to help you. He told me&lt;br /&gt;before ..... at that time......that he was worried&lt;br /&gt;about you and that you will get hurt from the&lt;br /&gt;asshole like Lawrence and stuff like that......&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he was a little too strong .....too intense&lt;br /&gt;towards you, I may say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! he was but sometimes, it's strange, Nichol,&lt;br /&gt;I never blame him for what he did that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Of course, not. You told me that he cared for you&lt;br /&gt;so much and you kindda like the way .....I&lt;br /&gt;mean .......how protective he was for you,&lt;br /&gt;remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I remember that and it was real nice to realise&lt;br /&gt;what he did for me........ at that time. Saving&lt;br /&gt;my life from this over possessive asshole that&lt;br /&gt;almost destroy my life........Remember how this&lt;br /&gt;guy used to stalk me day and night. Yeah! If it&lt;br /&gt;wasn't for Sean....... I probably won't be here&lt;br /&gt;talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle finds herself smiling happily&lt;br /&gt;as she remembers the past while looking at the&lt;br /&gt;window.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad to have a bro like him sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Me too, Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then suddenly Nichol looks away from&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and gives a big sigh to herself&lt;br /&gt;and Michelle notices that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: What is it, Nichol sis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I don't know..... I mean I'm just worried that&lt;br /&gt;someone will take him away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: What? Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Cassandra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: (Michelle chuckles.)&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra? That's imitation bitch of mine gonna&lt;br /&gt;take our Bloodbrother away! No way! Baby! I don't&lt;br /&gt;think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I don't know anymore, Michelle! Sean did change a&lt;br /&gt;lot lately and you know how passionate he can be at&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hmmmmmmm! Yeah! Butta....... I don't think so,&lt;br /&gt;Nichol sis! Not Cassandra, pleeeeaaaasssssseeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: But I am just afraid that..... I don't know. Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I have this fear that we might not be as close as&lt;br /&gt;before and slowly we.... we end up knowing so little&lt;br /&gt;about one and another and....and...&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol stops as she doesn't want to speak of&lt;br /&gt;the bad things that may turn out true about the&lt;br /&gt;gang.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: You mean this girl, Cassandra, is gonna take Sean&lt;br /&gt;away from us just like that. Period.&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle chuckles.)&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Don't worry, Nichol sis. You are thinking too&lt;br /&gt;much again. It isn’t gonna happen. Even though&lt;br /&gt;it does happened, Sean won't abandon us like that.&lt;br /&gt;We are still his bloodsisters, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! I don't know anymore, Michelle! Recently, I&lt;br /&gt;have this dream that we are no longer sisters and&lt;br /&gt;brother and Sean couldn't care about us&lt;br /&gt;anymore and....and.....&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol gets nervous all of a sudden and&lt;br /&gt;Michelle cuddles her tenderly like a real sister.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Shhhhhh! Hey! Sis, it's OK. Nothing is going to&lt;br /&gt;happen to our Bloodihood bond.&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle whispers to Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I just don't want us to break up, Michelle......and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Shhhhh! it's OK. We are not breaking up. We are&lt;br /&gt;still Bloodsisters to Sean. You are being silly again.&lt;br /&gt;OK! Huh! Huh! Hmmmmm! Hmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle looks at Nichol like a little girl. Then&lt;br /&gt;Nichol stares at Michelle surprisingly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Say, in fact, if she were to have such a long hair like&lt;br /&gt;yours in black instead of a blonde colour, I don't&lt;br /&gt;think anyone can tell the difference between you&lt;br /&gt;and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Who? Who are you talking about, now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Cassandra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Cassandra? Oh! Stop it, Nichol sis. You are making&lt;br /&gt;me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No! No! Listen to me. I am serious, Michelle. Are&lt;br /&gt;you sure you don't have a twin sister in your life. I&lt;br /&gt;mean after looking at Cassandra, it's hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;that you don't. You look so alike her......except for&lt;br /&gt;your long and wavy hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: (Michelle frowns.)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm. What ever?&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle stands up and swings her right hand at&lt;br /&gt;Nichol before moving to Sean's study table to&lt;br /&gt;browse through one of his law books.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Why! You don't like her do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: No! Not really! It's just that I don't like people&lt;br /&gt;comparing me with her. Anyway...... she ain't&lt;br /&gt;sexier or gorgeous than I am.... and I know that&lt;br /&gt;Sean will always love me first before he sets his eyes&lt;br /&gt;on another woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Really! So, Bloodsis Nichol, don't get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Yeh! yeh! yeh! yeh! yeh! Sean's mine!&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle raises both her hands and touches her&lt;br /&gt;hair and smiles like a model posing for a&lt;br /&gt;photographing session.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle! Don't forget you just said that Sean treat us&lt;br /&gt;as sisters, remember?...... Our Bloodihood vow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! That's just a figure of speech, I believe. But now&lt;br /&gt;things changed, Nichol. I think Sean loves me&lt;br /&gt;more than just a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: You think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah! I do. Don't you see he always call me the&lt;br /&gt;'Impeccable Beauty' remember? And he always buy&lt;br /&gt;gifts for me? Though he is a good bloodbro to me,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I believe there is something more than&lt;br /&gt;that...... In fact he does have a 'boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;quality'....you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! is it? What actually is this 'boyfriend quality'&lt;br /&gt;that you have in mind, Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: You know, the quality that every girl will look for as&lt;br /&gt;a life partner. I mean I have seen a lot of guys but&lt;br /&gt;none of them is like Sean, you know. At least for&lt;br /&gt;Sean, I trust him and I have never felt so secured&lt;br /&gt;and comfortable with him than with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;....... Maybe Sean loves me? Do you think so, Nichol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Michelle has something in her mind and she&lt;br /&gt;is silent for awhile. Nichol notices her silence as&lt;br /&gt;she knows Michelle is starting to have doubts of&lt;br /&gt;what she has just said about Sean loving her.&lt;br /&gt;Nichol tries to change the subject in order to&lt;br /&gt;escape this sensitive discussion about romance&lt;br /&gt;and bloodihood relationship between them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Hey! What did you get for Sean's birthday today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Oh! Just a simple tie. I thought that one day he's&lt;br /&gt;going to be a lawyer soon, so maybe he needs a tie&lt;br /&gt;or something. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Well! I kindda got him a small picture frame with&lt;br /&gt;the picture of our gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hey! That's cool! I love to see that later from Sean.&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Wait! I got an idea. Why don't we give Sean&lt;br /&gt;a surprise? When he comes in later, let's say that&lt;br /&gt;we got nothing for his birthday or pretended&lt;br /&gt;that we didn't know about it just in case he&lt;br /&gt;remembers that he is supposed to meet us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! But what about our presents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: (Michelle looks at Sean's table.)&lt;br /&gt;Well! We can hide them in his drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They moves to Sean's table and hide their&lt;br /&gt;presents in the drawer. At this instance, Sean&lt;br /&gt;enters from the door. Just come back from his&lt;br /&gt;work. Nichol and Michelle quickly move away&lt;br /&gt;from the study table to avoid any form of&lt;br /&gt;suspicion that Sean may have towards their&lt;br /&gt;prank.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hi! Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hi! bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: It's about time, Sean. Where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where? What do you mean? Oh! My God! I&lt;br /&gt;completely.... completely forgot about you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shit! I have promised Cassandra and I am&lt;br /&gt;suppose to ...... Oh Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at his watch and puts his right hand&lt;br /&gt;on his forehead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andda I am late already to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle and Nichol want to say something but&lt;br /&gt;are interrupted by the ringing of the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Ring, ring, ring, ring.&lt;br /&gt;Sean moves to his study table and picks up the&lt;br /&gt;phone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hello! yeah! it's me. Sorry! honey! I don't mean to&lt;br /&gt;be late. I just got hooked up with my client just&lt;br /&gt;now. .....Alright! I am coming over&lt;br /&gt;now.......Yeh! ...... I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle and Nichol look at each other. Awe by&lt;br /&gt;what Sean has just said in the phone. It is the&lt;br /&gt;first time they ever know that Sean has a lover&lt;br /&gt;in his life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Ah! Guys! I am terribly sorry.....I really got to&lt;br /&gt;go. Cassandra is waiting for me .....(sighs) I've&lt;br /&gt;promised her. Look! I am really sorry Ok! I'll&lt;br /&gt;make up for you two later. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: But....Sean.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sorry! Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;(Sean quickly kisses Michelle's head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sorry! Nichol!&lt;br /&gt;(Sean quickly kisses Nichol's head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Sean runs towards the door quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Wait! Sean! At least, look at what we ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Knowing Sean is about to leave the room,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle then quickly moves to Sean's study table&lt;br /&gt;to take the presents hidden in the drawer. Nichol&lt;br /&gt;shouts at Sean also. Trying to stop him from&lt;br /&gt;leaving the room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean ! Wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Unfortunately, by the time Michelle takes the&lt;br /&gt;presents out, Sean already exited from the door.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that Sean couldn't even care about what&lt;br /&gt;she has just said, Michelle becomes sad all of a&lt;br /&gt;sudden holding Sean's presents all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;Nichol and Michelle look at each other in dismal&lt;br /&gt;with full of disappointment. Then suddenly, Sean&lt;br /&gt;enters again very quickly and both of them look at&lt;br /&gt;Sean tentatively.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hey! guys! I forgot to tell you! I am getting&lt;br /&gt;engaged! Yeeeeeeeahhhhhh! Ciao! I'll see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean raises his right fist and about to exit without&lt;br /&gt;looking at Nichol and Michelle's reaction. In a rather&lt;br /&gt;overwhelmed mood, Nichol and Michelle stand&lt;br /&gt;helplessly looking at each other in their awesome feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sean stops when he is about to exit from the door.&lt;br /&gt;His back is facing Nichol and Michelle and he doesn’t&lt;br /&gt;want to turn around to look at them as he realises&lt;br /&gt;what he has done to them. Abandoning them when they&lt;br /&gt;needed him most.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, Sean slowly turns around to face them. All&lt;br /&gt;three of them are looking at each other among&lt;br /&gt;themselves. Speechless and sad and confused all of a&lt;br /&gt;sudden and none of them wants to break the silence.&lt;br /&gt;Fearing for the worst that may happen to the gang if&lt;br /&gt;one slips and says something foolish. Then Alfred enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Excuse me, sir! For interrupting. Your chauffeur is&lt;br /&gt;waiting! Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alright! Alfred! I will be there just a second!&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then suddenly, Michelle throws the presents to the&lt;br /&gt;floor with anger shown in her face and runs towards the&lt;br /&gt;door, passing by Sean and exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle? Wait! Wait! What's......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle refuses to listen to him as she is too hurt to&lt;br /&gt;know that Sean is getting engaged with someone and&lt;br /&gt;not her. Sean then turns to Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with her, Nichol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! Sean, you know what's wrong with her? How&lt;br /&gt;could you do this to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Do what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Ooorrgghhh!&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol sighs with frustration and exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is alone in the study room and then he notices&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's and Nichol's gifts on the floor. He picks&lt;br /&gt;them up and unwraps the presents. There is a tie and a&lt;br /&gt;picture frame of the gang and a birthday card from&lt;br /&gt;Michelle. After looking at the presents for awhile&lt;br /&gt;from his Bloodsisters whom he has almost forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;Sean sighs with sadness and regrets from his heart and&lt;br /&gt;put his right hand on his forehead. He opens the&lt;br /&gt;card from Michelle and reads it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Happy Birthday, Bloodbro Sean. I love you for what&lt;br /&gt;you have made of me........ by caring for&lt;br /&gt;me.....I want to spend the rest of my life with&lt;br /&gt;you...... and no matter what happened between us, I&lt;br /&gt;want you to know that you will always be in my&lt;br /&gt;heart,....... forever.&lt;br /&gt;Love always, ..............Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;(sighed deeply) Sweet ....Child .....O'Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is silent and remains motionless after reading the&lt;br /&gt;card. Then he puts his right hand on his forehead and&lt;br /&gt;whispers to himself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! God! 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He is wearing his tuxedo looking joyful. He stands at&lt;br /&gt;the door about to close the door behind him and shouts at his friends outside the study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alright! Alright! I'll be back, guys.......I am just&lt;br /&gt;trying to get my camera to take some pictures with you&lt;br /&gt;pricks out there......Ok! Ok! Hold your horses, will&lt;br /&gt;you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean closes the door behind him and moves to his study&lt;br /&gt;table. He opens the last drawer and takes out the&lt;br /&gt;camera. Then he looks at the camera trying to make&lt;br /&gt;some minor adjustments. Suddenly he becomes still as his&lt;br /&gt;mind wonders about something else. Sean then picks up&lt;br /&gt;the phone and dials.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Hello! It's this Auntie Sneider? Hi! Auntie,&lt;br /&gt;How are you? It's Sean.....Yes! Thank&lt;br /&gt;you! .Yeah!...I.....I’m wondering is Michelle&lt;br /&gt;around.....No....No...She didn't come to my engagement&lt;br /&gt;party tonight. Oh! Hmmmmmm......Still no news from&lt;br /&gt;her, huh?......Don't worry, Aunt......I am sure she's&lt;br /&gt;probably spending her time with one of her&lt;br /&gt;friends......Yeah! I am looking for her&lt;br /&gt;also........Don't worry, yeah.. yeah.......I'll will.&lt;br /&gt;I'll call you if I sees her.......Don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;Aunt...yeah.....Take care.....Thanks Auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean puts the phone down. Then in a hurry, he picks up&lt;br /&gt;the phone and dials again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Hello! Can I speak to Jessica? Yeah... Sean&lt;br /&gt;Rowan...Thanks....Listen....Have you seen&lt;br /&gt;Michelle?....No....Ok thanks.... No nothing......I am&lt;br /&gt;just wondering where she is .....that's&lt;br /&gt;all....Alright....yeah!....thanks anyway......take care&lt;br /&gt;....bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean hangs up and pauses for awhile. Then he dials&lt;br /&gt;again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......Hello! It's Lawrence around?.....Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence.....It's me, Sean....Listen......Have you by&lt;br /&gt;any chance seen Michelle ...anywhere?.....No....Ok&lt;br /&gt;thanks.......Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean hangs up again and put his right hand on his&lt;br /&gt;forehead. Frustrated and looking anxious and worried.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nichol enters. She is beautifully dressed up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Hey! Sean! There you are! What are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;...Everybody is waiting for you outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hi!....Nichol! I'm.....I'm just looking for my camera&lt;br /&gt;to take some pictures......for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Well! You found it. So let's go outside and&lt;br /&gt;celebrate....Jesus! Sean, you should look at&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra......Oh! She's so beaaaaauuuutiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While Nichol is narrating to Sean, she isn't looking&lt;br /&gt;at Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what.......with her make up and stuff like&lt;br /&gt;that tonight.....She looks exactly like Michelle.....Oh&lt;br /&gt;God! Just wait and see for yourself later when she&lt;br /&gt;comes down the stairs with her white gown.&lt;br /&gt;(chuckles) Oh! Jesus! I just can't believe my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;(chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;You know, some of Michelle's friends came into her&lt;br /&gt;room and mistaken her as Michelle and actually&lt;br /&gt;called her "Michelle, what are you doing&lt;br /&gt;here.....sitting.......on the fiancee's make-up table."&lt;br /&gt;(chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But Sean is silent looking at the floor. Didn't&lt;br /&gt;actually hear what Nichol has just said. Nichol&lt;br /&gt;notices Sean's silence and her smile turns to a frown&lt;br /&gt;as she senses that something is wrong. She moves&lt;br /&gt;closer to Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean......What is it?&lt;br /&gt;(Sean still remain quite and puts his right hand on&lt;br /&gt;his forehead.)&lt;br /&gt;Sean?.........(slower tone.)&lt;br /&gt;...(pauses).....It's ......It's Michelle, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where the hell is she, Nichol? Why isn't she in my&lt;br /&gt;engagement party? I.......I.......(sighs). I just felt&lt;br /&gt;like..... I can't go on tonight without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol hold Sean's arm gently.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! Sean. You are just worried about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Her mom said that she hasn't return to her home for&lt;br /&gt;the last few days, she just .... called her mom two&lt;br /&gt;days ago to tell her that she's Ok. ......andda......no&lt;br /&gt;one knows where she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...I'm just worry that she will get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Me, too, Sean. Recently, I heard that she has been&lt;br /&gt;mixing a lot with her old friends again. The Lawrence's&lt;br /&gt;gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What? I have just called Lawrence and he said that he&lt;br /&gt;doesn't know where Michelle is.....You mean he's lying&lt;br /&gt;to me. That's shit asshole!&lt;br /&gt;(Sean slams his fist on his table.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean, calm down. It may just be a rumour and I am&lt;br /&gt;not so sure myself but I know Michelle. She is not&lt;br /&gt;that stupid to mix with the wrong group of friends&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah! But I am worry about her. Where is she and&lt;br /&gt;what is she doing now? Damn it! .......Damn.....What&lt;br /&gt;is wrong with her, Nichol? Why did she disappear just&lt;br /&gt;like that without a single word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I guess.....she's hurt. I've already explained&lt;br /&gt;everything to her like the way you've asked me but I&lt;br /&gt;guess she just .......couldn't take it. Sean, I think&lt;br /&gt;she really loves you very much. I have never seen her&lt;br /&gt;like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Nichol! I hate to see her like this......Not being&lt;br /&gt;herself. She is so vulnerable sometimes and I just hate&lt;br /&gt;to see her hurt....and.....(sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Me too, Sean.... but there's nothing much we can do.&lt;br /&gt;She has been avoiding everyone including me and.....&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get hold of her. Maybe it's best that we let&lt;br /&gt;her cool-off for awhile.....Maybe she will come back to&lt;br /&gt;us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No! This is going nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean quickly picks up the phone and dials in a faster&lt;br /&gt;motion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Get Lawrence in the line, please! .......Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;It's me again. Now, Lawrence tell me again......Have&lt;br /&gt;you seen Michelle?......No....Don't lie to me......Just&lt;br /&gt;answer! Have you seen Michelle? (louder tone)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now!.......Now, you listen here.....You son of&lt;br /&gt;a bitch! If something happens to her, I'll swear to God&lt;br /&gt;that I will come and get you....... you hear&lt;br /&gt;that......I said you hear that!......If you have seen&lt;br /&gt;her, just leave her alone.....just leave her alone and&lt;br /&gt;call me and I will come and get her..... OK?... I said&lt;br /&gt;OK? ......Good!.&lt;br /&gt;(Sean slams the phone down hard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then there are knocks on the door. People from the&lt;br /&gt;outside are shouting. Asking Sean to come out from&lt;br /&gt;the study room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean, please calm down. I'll go outside and tell them&lt;br /&gt;that you needed time to locate your camera. Please&lt;br /&gt;Sean! It's your happy moment tonight. Don't spoil&lt;br /&gt;it, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Thanks! Nichol! Just tell them I'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol exits from the door and the noise of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;lowered instantly. It seems that Nichol has asked&lt;br /&gt;them to leave Sean alone for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Sean is leaning on his study table with his right hand&lt;br /&gt;covering his face and sighs. Then he gets a pen from&lt;br /&gt;his desk and writes something on a piece of&lt;br /&gt;paper. His back is facing the door at the left side.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the door knob is turned slowly and the door&lt;br /&gt;is opened. Michelle enters. She moves a little from the&lt;br /&gt;door after closing the door behind her and she is sad&lt;br /&gt;and she just stood there and doesn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Sean is still writing on the paper. Totally oblivious&lt;br /&gt;of Michelle's presence from his behind.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite awhile that Michelle didn't make a move&lt;br /&gt;and just looks at Sean writing something on the paper on&lt;br /&gt;the desk. After hesitating for awhile, she decides to&lt;br /&gt;leave the room quietly and exits. Just after Michelle&lt;br /&gt;left the room, Sean finishes his writing. He stands&lt;br /&gt;straight up and hold the paper within his sight.&lt;br /&gt;Reading it again to himself word by word tentatively.&lt;br /&gt;At this juncture, Nichol enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle!...... (Nichol looks around.)&lt;br /&gt;Sean, where is Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! Someone told me that she just came in here&lt;br /&gt;awhile ago......(looking confused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: But I didn't see her in here. Are you sure that she's&lt;br /&gt;here now in my house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! Dennis told me that he saw Michelle entered&lt;br /&gt;about a couple of minutes ago....Oh! Well! I think she&lt;br /&gt;must be somewhere around then. Let me go find her.&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol moves straight to the door but Sean seems to&lt;br /&gt;lose his enthusiasm to see Michelle all of a sudden.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Nichol!&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol turns around to Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then Nichol pauses and looks at Sean for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;She knows that Sean has something in his mind that&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't want to reveal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: If you sees Michelle later, can you tell her that I&lt;br /&gt;love her..........and pass this to her for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean gives the letter to Nichol with sadness shown&lt;br /&gt;in his face and she wonders why while holding it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her......that I am sorry to make her feel what she&lt;br /&gt;is feeling now........andda.......I will always love&lt;br /&gt;her. I'll will be at Cassandra's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves to the door and exits slowly leaving Nichol&lt;br /&gt;behind. Nichol is standing alone in the room and she&lt;br /&gt;nods while her eyes are looking at the folded letter&lt;br /&gt;from Sean as she seems to know what the letter is all&lt;br /&gt;about. Michelle then enters again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle! Where have you been? You know that Sean&lt;br /&gt;is worried sick about you and everybody.....your&lt;br /&gt;mom.....me....all worried about you? Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you with that Lawrence again?&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol puts her arms together.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Please Nichol, don't ask me now? Where is Sean?&lt;br /&gt;I need to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: …..He is not here now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol looks at the letter that she is holding. Still&lt;br /&gt;hesitating to give it to her. She fears that Michelle&lt;br /&gt;will not be able to take it after reading it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I thought I saw him here awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: He's ahhhhh.....He's in Cassandra's room, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle looks down at the floor instantly and feels&lt;br /&gt;sad again. Nichol notices that and tries to console&lt;br /&gt;her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Michelle sis, don't be like this, huh? Tonight is&lt;br /&gt;Sean.....our Bloodbro happiest moment in his life. He&lt;br /&gt;is getting engaged soon.....andda we should be&lt;br /&gt;happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle sobs like a baby.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I don't want him to get engaged ....I don't&lt;br /&gt;want.........Hmmmmmmm (sobs)......I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Why must he abandon me like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No....no...no, he didn't abandon you. He still loves&lt;br /&gt;you and.... You see he has his life now andda it so&lt;br /&gt;happens that it will not be proper for us to interfere&lt;br /&gt;with his life anymore like what we used to have with&lt;br /&gt;him before. ………….&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, please learn to accept this. We have to&lt;br /&gt;move on in our lives and respect each others' privacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Hmmmmmm......Hmmmmmmmmmmm (sobs&lt;br /&gt;and Michelle puts both her hands on her face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Here! Sean asked me to give you this. Read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol gives the letter to Michelle and she takes the&lt;br /&gt;letter and read it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;After reading the letter, Michelle puts both her hands&lt;br /&gt;on her face and sits on the couch. Her eyes were&lt;br /&gt;tearful and begin to weep incredibly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Ohhhhhh! ......Ohhhhhhhhh! I....I......(sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol cuddles her and she tries to console her. At&lt;br /&gt;this juncture, Sean opens the door slightly and then he&lt;br /&gt;opens it widely and enters. Nichol looks at Sean and&lt;br /&gt;nods at him. Then Nichol leaves the room and exits.&lt;br /&gt;Sean moves closer to Michelle. Behind her, looking at&lt;br /&gt;how Michelle sobs herself up like a little baby. Then&lt;br /&gt;he puts his hand on her shoulder. Michelle turns her&lt;br /&gt;head and holds Sean's hand. She stands up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle! (in a soft and gentle tone.)&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves to her side and cuddles her gently.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have you been? You got me worry sick about&lt;br /&gt;you? .... Are you mixing with Lawrence again, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle's head is facing down and she shakes&lt;br /&gt;her head by answering no to Sean's question. Her&lt;br /&gt;eyes are tearful. Then Sean holds her chin softly and&lt;br /&gt;slightly lift it up so that he can look into Michelle's&lt;br /&gt;eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hey! Sweetheart.....What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;What's is it?.....Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;....Look at you. You poor little baby... You look like&lt;br /&gt;the ugly duckling in the horror movie that we used to&lt;br /&gt;watch together....Come on, don't cry Sis, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: (sobs).......I .....I don't want to lose you, Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Lose me...... You silly girl. You can't lose me. I am&lt;br /&gt;always here for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: But you are getting engaged andda later you will be&lt;br /&gt;marrying Cassandra.. we will be spending less and&lt;br /&gt;less time together. Things are not the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Shhh!..... Try to understand, sweetheart, I have my&lt;br /&gt;life to live with and I am not saying that I don't need&lt;br /&gt;you or something like that. Don't think like that! I&lt;br /&gt;still love you .....I still and I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;as my bloodsister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle pushes Sean away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: But I don't want you to love me as your&lt;br /&gt;sister ......Don't you love me anymore? Didn't&lt;br /&gt;you have any... romantic feelings for me before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! Michelle......(sighs and pauses)...... I don't know&lt;br /&gt;you're feeling this way. I....I .... love Cassandra and&lt;br /&gt;it's different from loving you.....I only treat you as&lt;br /&gt;my sister. I'm....So sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: NO!........NO!..........Why didn't you choose me? Am I&lt;br /&gt;so bad that I have to lose to her?.......&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle puts both her hands on her face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No….No.....You are perfect. You didn't lose to her&lt;br /&gt;or anyone. Please.....don't think like that?......Sis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: NO! You are lying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No! I am not.....please Michelle ......try to&lt;br /&gt;understand... love is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle is still sobbing profusely. Alfred enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Excuse me, sir, Miss Cassandra calls for you in her&lt;br /&gt;room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah!..... Alright! Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred exits and Sean just stands there looking at&lt;br /&gt;Michelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so....so.....sorry that you feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;.........Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After looking at Michelle for awhile, Sean walks to&lt;br /&gt;the door slowly. Knowing Sean is about to leave the&lt;br /&gt;study room, Michelle tears have given her anger all&lt;br /&gt;of a sudden. She squashes the letter and throws it on&lt;br /&gt;the floor. Michelle then kicks the couch and&lt;br /&gt;throws all the books from the shelves to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;She is basically destroying things in the room. Sean&lt;br /&gt;just stands there and does nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: You are lying.....(sobs).......LYING! (louder tone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle then stops throwing things to the floor and&lt;br /&gt;she is still. After catching her breath, she quickly&lt;br /&gt;takes the compact disc from her bag and puts it in&lt;br /&gt;the Hi-Fi stereo and presses the “play” button&lt;br /&gt;immediately. A loud 'Sweet Child O'Mine' song is&lt;br /&gt;playing and Michelle sobs is even enhanced after&lt;br /&gt;this. Sean remains stationary. Standing like a&lt;br /&gt;statue again and then he turns his body to face&lt;br /&gt;Michelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Stop that, Michelle! (soft tone)&lt;br /&gt;Michelle! (louder tone).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean closes his eyes with his head facing down.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle refuses to stop the heavy rock music from&lt;br /&gt;playing. The electrified guitaring of the song is&lt;br /&gt;blasting the whole place while it coincides with the&lt;br /&gt;soft instrumental music from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle increases the volume this time. Then&lt;br /&gt;Alfred comes in, hoping to reduce the volume of the&lt;br /&gt;song from the stereo but Sean waves at him as a&lt;br /&gt;gesture to tell him not to do so. Alfred then quietly&lt;br /&gt;exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: (sobs)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm.....Hmmmmmmm.......What is&lt;br /&gt;going on with our lives.......(sobs) I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle cries loudly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In an emotional state, Michelle then runs towards&lt;br /&gt;the door and exits. Sean rushes to chase Michelle&lt;br /&gt;from behind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle! Wait!..........Michelle.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean exits from the door. The loud song of Sweet&lt;br /&gt;Child O'Mine is still playing. After awhile, Nichol&lt;br /&gt;enters and finds no one in the room. She moves&lt;br /&gt;straight to the Hi-Fi sets to stop the music as it is too&lt;br /&gt;loud. She ejects the compact disc and keep it on&lt;br /&gt;Sean's study table. After that, she moves straight&lt;br /&gt;to the door and then she sees the letter that Michelle&lt;br /&gt;threw on the floor. She picks it up and reads it to&lt;br /&gt;herself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Dear Sweet Child O'Mine, Michelle,&lt;br /&gt;Forget me,...... Forget Everything, ......It's better&lt;br /&gt;this way for everyone. ........But always remember, I&lt;br /&gt;still love you and you are always...... the impeccable&lt;br /&gt;beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Loves always, Sean Rowan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol folds the letter and pauses and then sighs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^ BACK TO THE PRESENT ^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Nichol finishes her narration about the past to Amy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! It was sad that Sean couldn't learn to love&lt;br /&gt;Michelle andda........ (sighs)....... If only Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;didn't exist I believe we are still sisters and brother&lt;br /&gt;like the way it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! What a sad story. Do you think that Sean will love&lt;br /&gt;Michelle now since Cassandra is no longer here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Love Michelle? Even to mention her name, it will&lt;br /&gt;provoke him to kill someone. He hates her more&lt;br /&gt;than one can ever expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: But I don't understand? Why is he so angry with&lt;br /&gt;Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: It's.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! My GOD! It's that you, Nichol. It has been a long&lt;br /&gt;time. Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Hi! Sean. Bloodbrother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean and Nichol hug each other so tightly and Amy&lt;br /&gt;just watch and smile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Have you met Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yes! And it seems we know each other so well already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy's nice person and there's something special&lt;br /&gt;about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at Amy and Amy smiles shyly. Then he&lt;br /&gt;looks at Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you eaten, Nichol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No ...Aren't you going to cook me something good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (Chuckles.) Look at you. There's one thing you never&lt;br /&gt;change Nichol. You're always very demanding.&lt;br /&gt;(chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean! Can we eat now? I'm starving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sure! Let's go. Let's fill our stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Is it the same chef again, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah! It's still Chef Auston's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yacks! I hate his cooking! Why haven't you fire him,&lt;br /&gt;Sean, after all this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hey! I can't fire my chef just because you don't like&lt;br /&gt;his cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean, Amy and Nichol exit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* If you wish to continue reading this play, please click:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;08 - Act 2 Scene 4&lt;/span&gt;" at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; LABELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-3326151362635607233?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=35033d45686810d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/3326151362635607233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=3326151362635607233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/3326151362635607233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/3326151362635607233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-1-scene-3-theatre-sound-effects.html' title='PAST 1 SCENE 3 - Theatre Sound Effects'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-8248977414512137218</id><published>2008-06-05T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:47:44.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='08 - Act 2 Scene 4'/><title type='text'>ACT 2 SCENE 4 - Theatre Sound Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-529154c215deca44" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAPEbdexZYqODP9Nt5kZfcH0-Pe5gUHwj8aT8wOmdZgCmlmIaDlOEdYsrfDDwsQbzgGjJZbaVgSWzGivkDqyy909dedxhIyLrdEHG64cNyaRlIluGRITqhwX_PM01maiQG1GM3WCS5RrWL8lfUlIIvXC4omTltaK2LCuQNB10m6VEAOagJCuu5jbc60dPKbnle11d5Kv3o9Q9COz9XOHPby-unKcos59cETxmQSlbOQwu%26sigh%3DyivnVk6nBDbvrXuiSYomv67ht-M%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D529154c215deca44%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DoQ4D0DW83jrOwBb8bIryCDt1MhU&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAPEbdexZYqODP9Nt5kZfcH0-Pe5gUHwj8aT8wOmdZgCmlmIaDlOEdYsrfDDwsQbzgGjJZbaVgSWzGivkDqyy909dedxhIyLrdEHG64cNyaRlIluGRITqhwX_PM01maiQG1GM3WCS5RrWL8lfUlIIvXC4omTltaK2LCuQNB10m6VEAOagJCuu5jbc60dPKbnle11d5Kv3o9Q9COz9XOHPby-unKcos59cETxmQSlbOQwu%26sigh%3DyivnVk6nBDbvrXuiSYomv67ht-M%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D529154c215deca44%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DoQ4D0DW83jrOwBb8bIryCDt1MhU&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ACT 2 Scene 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner. In the study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean, Amy and Nichol enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean, the dinner is wonderful tonight, thanks. It has&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since I last had dinner here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You are always welcome here for dinner, Nichol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Hmmmmmmmmm, love the steak. It tastes real good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Do you want some dissert? I can ask Alfred to&lt;br /&gt;prepare some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! thanks. I don't think my stomach can take it&lt;br /&gt;anymore. ...... Well, I guess it's getting late and I&lt;br /&gt;think I'll call it a day and let two of you to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Sean! .....Goodnight Nichol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy hugs Sean tightly and passionately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Sweetdreams, sweetheart. Night ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy exits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What......What so funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Nothing...(chuckles)....You like her, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What? ...... (smiles) ...Yeah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh....Come on, Nichol. Don't tease me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol chuckles and walks around the room. She&lt;br /&gt;notices the empty space on the wall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Where's Cassandra's portrait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I gave it to Cassie's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah.....I heard.....But why did you give it&lt;br /&gt;away? I thought you want to remember her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ..........(silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: I guess it was too painful, huh? .....I'm glad&lt;br /&gt;that..... you.......you can finally let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ......Yeah!............. You want a drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves to the shelves where he keeps his drinks&lt;br /&gt;and picks up a Brandy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You know, Nichol. It's really nice to see you back here&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Me too but I think it will be even nicer if Michelle's&lt;br /&gt;here too. Don't you think so, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is silent with anger and looks away from Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean....... You haven't forgot about the incident, have&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: It's been a year. Can't you let bye-gone be bye-gone&lt;br /&gt;and forgive her and .....to forgive yourself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at the glass window and drinks the&lt;br /&gt;whole gulp of his Brandy.)&lt;br /&gt;Sean, why must it be like this ..... Nowadays it is&lt;br /&gt;always the two of us when it should have been the&lt;br /&gt;three of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: There was never the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No, there was. We formed our gang three years ago&lt;br /&gt;and we have been together for years until Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;came along. Do you still remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: NO! I don't. I only remember you as a friend and I&lt;br /&gt;don't want to remember the rest of it.........&lt;br /&gt;Please...Nichol..... I have Amy in my life now andda&lt;br /&gt;.....let's just forget about the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Amy?....... You think that you have found someone&lt;br /&gt;now.....where she can replace your Cassandra, isn't&lt;br /&gt;it?......so that you can still fantasize of loving your&lt;br /&gt;fiancee again? .......For God sake, Amy is not an&lt;br /&gt;object where you can use for your own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;She's not Cassandra...though she look like&lt;br /&gt;her.....Sean, ....please don't confuse yourself again&lt;br /&gt;and again. ......Cassandra is dead. She will never&lt;br /&gt;come back to you .......The only person who still cares&lt;br /&gt;and love you very much after all this time is very&lt;br /&gt;much alive. Why can't you appreciate that? Why&lt;br /&gt;can't you forgive Michelle? ........ Please stop&lt;br /&gt;pretending that you love Amy when you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Stop it, Nichol!....... Stop it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol takes out a star shaped pendant from her&lt;br /&gt;pocket.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Look at this. Do you still remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Stop it Nichol! Don't go too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: We used to have a gang, Sean? Do you still remember?&lt;br /&gt;..........Do you still remember, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No....Nichol.......Nic...The gang is no longer around.&lt;br /&gt;....(sighs) Don't ..... Don't be obsessed with the&lt;br /&gt;past again. Everything is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No! Nothing is dead. The only thing which is&lt;br /&gt;DEAD IS YOU. The gang's not dead yet...... I&lt;br /&gt;don't believe that. I know that you still care. The&lt;br /&gt;gang's still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Nichol....(sighs.).....Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: NO! How can you end it like this? It's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;You can't......you can't just destroy things like&lt;br /&gt;that.....I mean all the things we've built ..... Do&lt;br /&gt;they mean anything to you, still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ........(silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Do they mean ANYTHING TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;HUH?........ANSWER ME!&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember that we were once brother&lt;br /&gt;and sisters. Michelle was your favourite sister too....&lt;br /&gt;You used to love her so much........Why?....Why do&lt;br /&gt;you hate her so much? Was her sin so bad that it&lt;br /&gt;cannot be forgiven at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: FORGIVE? How can I forgive what she did? How&lt;br /&gt;can I do that, huh? Teach me. She has taken&lt;br /&gt;away my most precious thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra was the only truthful love in my life&lt;br /&gt;and she was the only person that I could ever&lt;br /&gt;love....Tell me how can I forgive her.........Look&lt;br /&gt;Nichol, why are you doing this?.......&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to start a fight with you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol sobs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Have you forgotten how happy we were before&lt;br /&gt;your Cassandra came along? Do you still&lt;br /&gt;remember how adorable and vulnerable Michelle&lt;br /&gt;was and......how you used to love her?......You&lt;br /&gt;used to call her the impeccable beauty,&lt;br /&gt;remember? .....You used to care for&lt;br /&gt;her like your own sister....she's just a kid, Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! Stop it........JUST STOP IT, NICHOL! I&lt;br /&gt;have no feelings for Michelle anymore. As far as I&lt;br /&gt;am concern, she can go to hell for what she&lt;br /&gt;did........ I'm sorry....I have to say this. The&lt;br /&gt;gang's gone, Nichol...though I still treat you as a&lt;br /&gt;friend.....I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: What?..... Say that again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I...I said (sighs)......the gang's gone .... a long&lt;br /&gt;time ago........ I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Couldn’t believe what Sean has just said, Nichol&lt;br /&gt;eyes begin to have tears.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Then I don't need this anymore. You never&lt;br /&gt;seem to change..........For god sake,&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra is dead......Can't you forgive Michelle&lt;br /&gt;just this once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: How could I? (sobs)&lt;br /&gt;How could I?........ I don't know how to forget&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra and how could you expect me to forget&lt;br /&gt;what happened that night, huh? I miss her so&lt;br /&gt;much and I'm rotting myself away now. Every&lt;br /&gt;morning when I wake up, my heart feel so sad&lt;br /&gt;when she's not by my side. ....I often have dreams&lt;br /&gt;about her. I even heard her calling my names&lt;br /&gt;when I cried and mourned of losing her.&lt;br /&gt;......TELL ME HOW CAN I FORGIVE&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE FOR THIS, HUH?&lt;br /&gt;JUST TELL ME? HOW?......... You wasn't&lt;br /&gt;there when Cassandra had her last breath in my&lt;br /&gt;arms. You didn't see her eyes..... so sad...... You&lt;br /&gt;didn't hear her whisper ....calling my name and&lt;br /&gt;she said .....she said "Sorry, Sean"..... before she&lt;br /&gt;died. You didn't know this......TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;NOW.....HOW COULD I FORGIVE MICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;FOR THIS, HUH?............HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Answer me? You can't answer me now? Can&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......GOD!...DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'VE&lt;br /&gt;FOUND IN CASSIE'S HAND WHEN I&lt;br /&gt;CARRIED HER TO THE HOSPITAL? ...DO&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT TO KNOW, HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean quickly moves to his study table and opens&lt;br /&gt;his drawer and takes out a tattered piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;and shows it to Nichol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS!.....THIS IS WHAT I FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean gives the note to Nichol. It was the one&lt;br /&gt;that Sean wrote to Michelle during his&lt;br /&gt;engagement with Cassandra a year ago. But the&lt;br /&gt;note is tattered into half.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW READ IT......READ IT AND SEE FOR&lt;br /&gt;YOURSELF WHAT IT SAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Nichol reads the note.)&lt;br /&gt;....But always remember, I still love you....and you&lt;br /&gt;are always the impeccable beauty........Love&lt;br /&gt;always, Sean Rowan..........&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol’s face is blank for a moment)&lt;br /&gt;This.....This was the one&lt;br /&gt;that you wrote to Michelle in your engagement&lt;br /&gt;party, wasn't it? .....But.....but.... Where is the&lt;br /&gt;other half?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You tell me.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh! My God! Michelle showed this to&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra......You mean...she showed Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;only this part of the note.......Oh! my God!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah! You damn sure that's what she did.......She&lt;br /&gt;was trying to confuse Cassandra by making her to&lt;br /&gt;believe that I was cheating on her by loving&lt;br /&gt;Michelle........And.......and Cassie believed&lt;br /&gt;her.....Oh! Poor....and innocent ......Cassie&lt;br /&gt;she.....believed her and Michelle betrayed her&lt;br /&gt;trust......Damn....I'LL NEVER FORGIVE HER&lt;br /&gt;FOR THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Oh my God.....why did she?....Why?.....Sean,&lt;br /&gt;but she's just a kid. Why can't you forgive her? She&lt;br /&gt;may have been the cause of your quarrel with&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra but .....Cassandra died because of an&lt;br /&gt;accident........You can't blame Michelle entirely for&lt;br /&gt;that.......It's unfair to put the blame on her......For&lt;br /&gt;God sake, she's just a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: NO! I will not forgive her.....If it wasn't for her&lt;br /&gt;jealousy and stupidity, Cassie would have lived&lt;br /&gt;today. .....She would be breathing today talking to&lt;br /&gt;me and to you and my life would have&lt;br /&gt;been .......been.....(sighs).......I have enough of&lt;br /&gt;this.......Please.....I can't anymore......I can't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A short silence between them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: ..... I just wish that you can learn to understand&lt;br /&gt;that Michelle.....Michelle..........I ......I .......&lt;br /&gt;just... hate to see you two like this.... you used to&lt;br /&gt;be....our Brother and we used to be one......but not&lt;br /&gt;like this .....God.....not like this.....(sobs.)&lt;br /&gt;....I...(sobs louder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In an emotional state, Nichol throws the pendant on&lt;br /&gt;the floor towards Sean and cries loudly with a lot&lt;br /&gt;of tears in her eyes and then she runs to the door&lt;br /&gt;and exits. Amy is standing outside the door and she&lt;br /&gt;tries to stop Nichol but Nichol pushes her away&lt;br /&gt;emotionally and exits. Feeling disappointed and sad&lt;br /&gt;that Nichol reacted that way, Amy enters. Sean's&lt;br /&gt;back was facing Amy. He doesn't know that Amy is in&lt;br /&gt;the room. Amy picks up the pendant and moves&lt;br /&gt;closer to Sean. Amy gives the pendant to Sean.&lt;br /&gt;Sean looks at the pendant and then to her. Sadly, he&lt;br /&gt;takes the pendant from Amy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Why can't you forgive her, Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ....So....You heard it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Yeah..... Nichol told me about your past. I don't&lt;br /&gt;understand, Sean, your bloodsis regretted what she did.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you forgive her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy.....please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Don't you think that....that Michelle loves you very&lt;br /&gt;much and...... she really regretted what she did to&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Human being makes mistakes, Sean. We should learn&lt;br /&gt;to forgive mistakes and mend broken friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (absolute silent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy moves closer to Sean and realises that Sean is&lt;br /&gt;sobbing. Amy gives Sean a friendly hug and holds&lt;br /&gt;him tightly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I'm so sorry, Sean. Please forgive me....... Please&lt;br /&gt;forgive me. I don't mean to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at Amy. Then he moves away to the door&lt;br /&gt;and exits. Amy is alone then she looks around and&lt;br /&gt;notices a photo album on the book shelf. She holds the&lt;br /&gt;album and opens it and glances at all the pictures in it.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Amy is terribly shocked to realise that&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra really look like her in those pictures. At that&lt;br /&gt;instance, Amy feels betrayal because of the fakeness of&lt;br /&gt;Sean's love for her all this while. She realises that&lt;br /&gt;Sean is actually using her to fantasize the feeling of&lt;br /&gt;loving his fiancee again. Then Sean enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy......You have seen it all now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean...... I.....I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You look like Cassandra, don't you think? I think&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra is back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Wait.....Wait a minute......I'm Amy and I'm not your&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No but look .... You look like Cassandra! I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Amy. I never expect this to come to you but I think it&lt;br /&gt;may be better this way for you to know now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean....(sobs) ..... You never love me in the first&lt;br /&gt;place. Did you? You only love your Cassandra and&lt;br /&gt;what am I? Am I a puppet? You use me as an object&lt;br /&gt;for your happiness, huh?.....(sobs) AN OBJECT&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOUR HAPPINESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy, please.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: How could you do this to me? Nichol was right....you&lt;br /&gt;used me as an object of your happiness.......that you&lt;br /&gt;have confused yourself again. You don't even know&lt;br /&gt;that you are loving a different person ......Your mind is&lt;br /&gt;always Cassandra....Cassandra, CASSANDRA,&lt;br /&gt;CASSANDRA! (sobs heavily)........I thought you love&lt;br /&gt;me all this while. The way you touch me.....The&lt;br /&gt;things that you said, huh? Does it mean&lt;br /&gt;anything at all? ....(sobs)......You are sick, Sean......I&lt;br /&gt;wish you know that you are living your life away&lt;br /&gt;for a dead person.......I hate you for this....I want to&lt;br /&gt;leave this place and NEVER TO SEE YOU AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy sobs and runs to the door but Sean manages to&lt;br /&gt;stop Amy by grabbing her arms.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Wait, Amy....please. Where are you going?...... Is it&lt;br /&gt;so wrong for wanting to love again?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy remains stationary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Please, Amy. Don't leave me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: .........(motionless, hesitating to leave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Please......Amy, don't leave me like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: It's no good........Please don't ask me to...(sobs) to&lt;br /&gt;stay......Please.....don't ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Don't go? ......Sweetheart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: What happened?..... How did Cassandra die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: .........(sobs)......Oh........Oh......(sobs).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy waits for awhile and then moves to the door about&lt;br /&gt;to exit. Knowing Amy is about to exit, Sean begins his&lt;br /&gt;trauma into the past. Amy stops. She wants to listen to&lt;br /&gt;what Sean has to say.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie always wanted me to be her hero........I have&lt;br /&gt;always been her hero. I....I.... always love her but&lt;br /&gt;she didn't believe me....... and she didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;the 'Bloodihood' relationship I had with&lt;br /&gt;Michelle.....That night I've prepared a surprise&lt;br /&gt;birthday party for her but..... she was drunk and she&lt;br /&gt;had already packed her bags. She said she has to leave&lt;br /&gt;me as she can't trust me anymore. She said I have&lt;br /&gt;betrayed her trust, that I still love Michelle but I&lt;br /&gt;don't anymore. I even wrote to Michelle a note to ask&lt;br /&gt;her to forget the whole thing but she still didn't&lt;br /&gt;believe me and she wanted to leave me in front of all&lt;br /&gt;the guests that I've invited to celebrate her&lt;br /&gt;birthday.......I hold her arms and asked her not to go&lt;br /&gt;but she still wants to go.... I begged her again but&lt;br /&gt;she still insists to go and I....and I.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: You accidentally pushed her and she fell down the&lt;br /&gt;stairs. Didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean gives a fierce look at Amy and then he looks&lt;br /&gt;away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No...I didn't push her......I slapped&lt;br /&gt;her......I......I......I slapped her so hard ....I&lt;br /&gt;don't know what I was doing. She was drunk and so&lt;br /&gt;drunk and I thought.....slapping was the only way to&lt;br /&gt;make her listen to me.....But when I slapped her I&lt;br /&gt;know I had slapped her too hard because I thought&lt;br /&gt;she will land on the edge ....But she fell down from&lt;br /&gt;the top of the stairs and.......she was rolling, her&lt;br /&gt;legs..... flopping.....wildly.....till the end of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While remembering how Cassandra fell, Sean is&lt;br /&gt;breathing and exhaling heavily controlling his tears&lt;br /&gt;desperately where his right hand wipes his tears away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she finally stopped I knew she was&lt;br /&gt;......de...dead.........(sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean cries so loud and Amy finds herself weeping&lt;br /&gt;together with him. He is crying and shaking rapidly&lt;br /&gt;as the pain is too emotionally excruciating for him&lt;br /&gt;to remember how Cassandra died in his arms.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Cassandra said....said...something before she&lt;br /&gt;died...she said....."Sorry Sean".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean's crying is enhanced and he can hardly continue&lt;br /&gt;to talk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...God.....What have I done......Oh! God.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean puts both his hands on his forehead&lt;br /&gt;remembering the awful past again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I wished I haven't slap her.......I... love... her&lt;br /&gt;so much but I didn't know what I was doing....Oh!&lt;br /&gt;God!......Why must she fell down the&lt;br /&gt;stairs.......Oh! God!.....I just want to have her again&lt;br /&gt;in my life.....Oh!....Cass..I missed you so&lt;br /&gt;much.....Oh!..Cassie, please come back to me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean cries in silence putting both his hands on his&lt;br /&gt;face again shaking non stop. Amy looks at Sean's&lt;br /&gt;emotional trauma and couldn't help but&lt;br /&gt;sympathizes with him. She realises that she couldn't&lt;br /&gt;bear to see him in such emotional pain anymore. What&lt;br /&gt;a terrible and tragic incident that happened in his life.&lt;br /&gt;She cuddles Sean like the way a mother cuddles her own&lt;br /&gt;child. Seeing Sean in such an emotional state, she&lt;br /&gt;tries to console him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Oh! Sean, I am so sorry. So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves away from Amy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I'm sorry, Amy..... You deserve someone better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves to the door and Amy wants to tell him the&lt;br /&gt;truth of who she is by showing him the Guns &amp;amp; Roses&lt;br /&gt;compact disc, which is on the book shelves the first day&lt;br /&gt;she was here in the mansion, but she hesitates and then&lt;br /&gt;she calls Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean!......I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean stops and turns around to look at Amy but Amy just&lt;br /&gt;said nothing and only show Sean the tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, Sean turns back to where he is going and&lt;br /&gt;exits. Amy regrets that she didn't make her move but&lt;br /&gt;her fear towards Sean's anger was too unbearable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Sean.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is no longer in the room and Amy is heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;after knowing the truth of Sean's miserable past. She&lt;br /&gt;stands there motionlessly as she finds herself tearing&lt;br /&gt;apart emotionally after knowing the awful truth of&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra's death finally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I love you Sean.....I'm so sorry.......So&lt;br /&gt;sorry....(sobs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy browses through the photo album again and&lt;br /&gt;notices a picture of Cassandra. She looks at it for&lt;br /&gt;awhile. Then she arranges her painting tools in order&lt;br /&gt;and clamps a new canvas into position on the easel and&lt;br /&gt;begin to paint while her teary eyes make her struggles to&lt;br /&gt;wipe off the tears that flow down continuously on her&lt;br /&gt;cheeks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* If you wish to continue reading this play, please click:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;09 - Act 2 Scene 5&lt;/span&gt;" at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LABELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-8248977414512137218?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=529154c215deca44&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/8248977414512137218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=8248977414512137218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/8248977414512137218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/8248977414512137218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/act-2-scene-4-theatre-sound-effects.html' title='ACT 2 SCENE 4 - Theatre Sound Effects'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-1566400421409960599</id><published>2008-06-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:35:10.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='09 - Act 2 Scene 5'/><title type='text'>ACT 2 SCENE 5 - Theatre Sound Effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="404" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d3d668c7c79805a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujpnYpJ9RpqoBZUPTpk2-_Z-CJfAHKRDVEE5Pb-BRQJRKY693yOck8fnFQYQ0BwW9fMTF-WMa3sqbkYeELrLCuLxjzB9ZbZ7igM5EymUPyY9f6dY1sPOXZoH4w31RFqPJ3Vq3yk5Q2gX05NTvyeWSa52-IV3Msd9OrXiJ78PvHtHkJDmbMx678iHMaItz9L-Xm6mCeIwY5VcBkrpJqe9lUVj%26sigh%3DKNNZ7DP4uOTeEop-Ub0p0dlfNrQ%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3d668c7c79805a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DaaERE0iBZUVIMdGYRXiuSVXeJko&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="404" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujpnYpJ9RpqoBZUPTpk2-_Z-CJfAHKRDVEE5Pb-BRQJRKY693yOck8fnFQYQ0BwW9fMTF-WMa3sqbkYeELrLCuLxjzB9ZbZ7igM5EymUPyY9f6dY1sPOXZoH4w31RFqPJ3Vq3yk5Q2gX05NTvyeWSa52-IV3Msd9OrXiJ78PvHtHkJDmbMx678iHMaItz9L-Xm6mCeIwY5VcBkrpJqe9lUVj%26sigh%3DKNNZ7DP4uOTeEop-Ub0p0dlfNrQ%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3d668c7c79805a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DaaERE0iBZUVIMdGYRXiuSVXeJko&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ACT 2 Scene 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the study room the following day. Sean enters. Looking rather fresh in the morning. There is a portrait of Cassandra on the right side of the wall. It is a completed version of Amy's own painting. Sean is oblivious of the portrait. He moves to the study table to grab some law books and moves to the couch. When he reaches the couch, he suddenly freezes up. After standing motionless for awhile, he turns around and looks at the new portrait of Cassandra and he is shocked and surprise. He moves closer to the portrait and looks at it tentatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Cassandra.......Oh my God........Cassandra (Whispers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean pauses and thinks hard. Then he calls Alfred.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFRED.......ALFRED..........ALLLLFFFREEEEED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred enters quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Who did this?&lt;br /&gt;Where did this come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: ......(looking at the portrait.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where's Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where's Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I was just about to tell you sir..... Miss Amy has&lt;br /&gt;left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Left? What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: She has left the mansion, sir. All her belongings are&lt;br /&gt;not in her room including her car. It's not at the&lt;br /&gt;porch....... It seems she has disappeared out of the&lt;br /&gt;blue, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You mean she's gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I'm afraid so, sir. But she was here the whole night,&lt;br /&gt;sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You mean here in my study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Yes, sir. She said that she needed to finish the&lt;br /&gt;portrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at the new Cassandra's portrait again in a&lt;br /&gt;closer pace.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: So, Amy did this........ She didn't want to paint me&lt;br /&gt;actually. All this long, she only wanted to paint&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra for me. (sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, when I was checking your study room at 4 am in&lt;br /&gt;the morning after I saw the lights on, I found Miss&lt;br /&gt;Amy painting the portrait. It seems she didn't sleep&lt;br /&gt;the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! Amy.....My sweetheart... She spend the whole&lt;br /&gt;night painting Cassandra for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, I also remember........ she wants me to remind&lt;br /&gt;you about her disc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Disc? What disc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: If I am not mistaken, her compact disc, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at the book shelves and sees a compact&lt;br /&gt;disc that belongs to Amy and moves closer to it to&lt;br /&gt;retrieve it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Is this the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I presume so, Sir. If I may recall, she wanted me to&lt;br /&gt;tell you to play the disc in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean looks at the compact disc for awhile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred, I must find her now. Did you keep any records&lt;br /&gt;of her whereabouts.... Where's she now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I'm sorry, sir. I do not have Miss Amy's address nor&lt;br /&gt;her phone number. I did ask her for those but she&lt;br /&gt;refused to give them to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You mean there's no clue at all where she's now. WE&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO FIND HER BACK, ALFRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I'm afraid that is impossible, Sir, as we do not have&lt;br /&gt;the slightest idea of where she might be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (silent for awhile, thinking.)&lt;br /&gt;You're right, Alfred.......(silent)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why she left me like this.......like the way&lt;br /&gt;Nichol did? Why can't she say goodbye first before she&lt;br /&gt;leaves the mansion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean sighs and puts his right hand on his forehead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, are you sure you are alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yeah......I'm alright. Thanks, Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Do you want me to get you anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: No....no......Just leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Very well, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred exits. Then Sean moves around and later he&lt;br /&gt;holds Amy's compact disc and opens it. He tries to&lt;br /&gt;look at it closely as he remembers that it belongs to&lt;br /&gt;Amy from the first day she came to the mansion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy.....Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then suddenly Nichol enters but in a highly&lt;br /&gt;emotional state and she cries loudly and Sean is&lt;br /&gt;shocked by her sudden outburst of tears and he&lt;br /&gt;knows that something is terribly wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol!........ What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Sobs incessantly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What's wrong? Tell me...... Why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle......Michelle....She.....She.....(sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle? What?.....What about her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean holds Nichol's arms and asks her again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What is the matter, Nichol? TELL ME? WHAT IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Michelle's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What? .... What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: MICHELLE'S DEAD.......(sobs) She took her own&lt;br /&gt;life this morning........ She cut her wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh my God!.......Oh God!........God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean moves away from Nichol and grimaces in&lt;br /&gt;emotional pain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: There's a letter for you........from her. It....It's&lt;br /&gt;for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol passes Michelle's letter to Sean and after&lt;br /&gt;hesitating for awhile, he reads the words written on&lt;br /&gt;the envelope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: BLOOD........BLOODBRO SEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And then he opens the envelope and unfolds the letter&lt;br /&gt;slowly and notices a star shaped pendant in the&lt;br /&gt;envelope. He holds the pendant and gazes at it for&lt;br /&gt;awhile emotionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD......(sobs) .....BLOOD.. SIS...TER...&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then he continues reading the letter again. After&lt;br /&gt;reading the letter, Sean shouts loudly that gives&lt;br /&gt;Nichol a shock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD! NO ………… (Sean cries)&lt;br /&gt;.......GOD! ......ARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh God!......God....God...... No.... No......God...&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooooo........Nooooooo. (sobs emotionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean passes the letter to Nichol and she reads it&lt;br /&gt;loudly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: ......By.....By the time you read this letter,&lt;br /&gt;I'm...already gone. The person that you're looking for,&lt;br /&gt;Amy Henderson, will not exist anymore.......It was&lt;br /&gt;actually me who disguised as her to look like&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looks at Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God!.......Sean, Amy was actually Michelle....all&lt;br /&gt;this long. Oh God.....She was here all this while when&lt;br /&gt;we thought she was someone else........Oh! Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;...(sobs) you stupid little......girl, why didn't you&lt;br /&gt;tell us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (Sighs) I guess she was afraid of me.....Ohhhh!&lt;br /&gt;(sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Looks at the letter and continues reading.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......There're numerous times I've tried to reveal my&lt;br /&gt;real identity but my fear for your anger towards me&lt;br /&gt;has stopped me to do so...........That night when I&lt;br /&gt;discovered Cassandra's photos in your photo album,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that your love for her is the only truthful&lt;br /&gt;thing in your life and I'm so sorry for what I did. I'm&lt;br /&gt;so sorry as I've .......I've..........(sobs) I've no&lt;br /&gt;idea that it turned out that way that leads to her&lt;br /&gt;death. .............I'm sorry to cause you the&lt;br /&gt;loneliness and I know that no matter what I said and&lt;br /&gt;no matter what I do, you'll not&lt;br /&gt;forgive.........(sobs)...me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol looks at Sean with profuse tears in her eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Oh God.....Sean......She's so stupid.....Stupid&lt;br /&gt;girl......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol continues reading the letter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodbro........From the bottom of my heart, you're&lt;br /&gt;my only truthful brother and no matter what&lt;br /&gt;happened to me, I will always be in your&lt;br /&gt;heart......... Now knowing......(sobs and Nichol&lt;br /&gt;couldn't continue.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then she continues after wiping her tears away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....knowing how much you love Cassandra...... I've&lt;br /&gt;decided to end my life..........At least I hope you&lt;br /&gt;will forgive me now.......for what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me .....brother and take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol cries loudly as she could not control her&lt;br /&gt;emotions any longer. Still shock and sad, Sean&lt;br /&gt;unfolds the lyrics of the compact disc album and is&lt;br /&gt;awed by Michelle's signature just beside the lyric of&lt;br /&gt;'Sweet Child O'Mine'.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?.......................&lt;br /&gt;.....SEAN......MICHELLE'S DEAD&lt;br /&gt;NOW.....ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?.....HUH? ARE&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAPPY NOW?..............&lt;br /&gt;WHY DIDN'T YOU FORGIVE HER? ....... YOU&lt;br /&gt;STUBBORN BASTARD. ....&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S.....She........She's just a little girl.....&lt;br /&gt;And....(cries.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol sees that Sean is holding a compact disc and&lt;br /&gt;snatches it from him. She looks at the unfolded&lt;br /&gt;lyrics and is shocked to discover another pathetic&lt;br /&gt;fact.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look...... Michelle's signature is here........She was&lt;br /&gt;trying to tell you that she was actually Michelle when&lt;br /&gt;she came here as Amy.......But you didn't care&lt;br /&gt;less......didn't you? You hated the music so&lt;br /&gt;much.....THE GANG MUSIC SO MUCH! .....EVEN&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE DISC WAS LEFT OVER HERE BY&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE FOR MORE THAN A WEEK&lt;br /&gt;.......HOPING FOR YOU TO DISCOVER IT ....BUT&lt;br /&gt;YOU DIDN'T...........(sobs) .....Sean, didn't you see&lt;br /&gt;her signature here in this disc, huh? You would have&lt;br /&gt;save her life.......Oh God!.........Michelle......Michelle&lt;br /&gt;....you stupid girl.........Why are you so&lt;br /&gt;stupid?........God!.....(sobs)..... Why didn't you&lt;br /&gt;listen to the MUSIC AGAIN! SEAN!...........I HOPE&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU'RE HAPPY NOW THAT........&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE'S DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol cries loudly and throws Michelle's letter and&lt;br /&gt;the disc at Sean. In an emotional state, she runs to the&lt;br /&gt;door and exits. Sean is still standing motionlessly like&lt;br /&gt;a statue. Then he picks up the disc and put it into the&lt;br /&gt;stereo and plays it. The music of 'Sweet Child O'Mine'&lt;br /&gt;by Guns &amp;amp; Roses plays on but this time Michelle is no&lt;br /&gt;longer there to share the music with him when the long&lt;br /&gt;awaited Axl Rose's voice is heard again. Then Sean&lt;br /&gt;stares at the finished portrait of Cassandra by Michelle&lt;br /&gt;with tears in his eyes. It will be the last ever gift&lt;br /&gt;for him from his sweetheart Sweet Child O'Mine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She got a smile that it seems&lt;br /&gt;to me reminds me of childhood&lt;br /&gt;memories where everything was as&lt;br /&gt;fresh as bright blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then when I see her&lt;br /&gt;face....she takes me away to&lt;br /&gt;that special place....that if I&lt;br /&gt;stared too long...I'd probably&lt;br /&gt;break down and cry......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.... Sweet Child O'Mine&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.......Sweet Child O'Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....(and the music continues.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean holds Michelle “Bloodsister” pendant closer to&lt;br /&gt;his eyes and looks at it and grimaces in emotional pain.&lt;br /&gt;Then he moves to the study table and draws open a&lt;br /&gt;drawer and picks up Nichol’s “Bloodsister” pendant&lt;br /&gt;and gazes at the two pendants together. Realising what&lt;br /&gt;marvelous gifts that he has made for his Bloodsisters&lt;br /&gt;many years ago, he comes to terms to accept the fact&lt;br /&gt;that the Bloodihood bond that he has built with Michelle&lt;br /&gt;and Nichol all these years has sadly comes to an awful&lt;br /&gt;end with the sudden death of Michelle and the painful&lt;br /&gt;abandonment of Nichol. Knowing that he can’t take&lt;br /&gt;these frustrations of losing his loved ones anymore, Sean&lt;br /&gt;screams loudly while raising both his hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;with great emotional outburst. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: aaaaAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! (louder)&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!! (even louder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean screams again and again. Then he stops abruptly&lt;br /&gt;while holding his breath. There is a silence in the study&lt;br /&gt;room for a while. Suddenly the door knob turns slightly to&lt;br /&gt;its left and the door opens slowly. After a while, an image&lt;br /&gt;appears. It is Michelle. It seems that she is still alive and&lt;br /&gt;the news of her death is not true. Michelle stands next to&lt;br /&gt;the door and looks at Sean emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Sean’s scream made her realise that even though with all&lt;br /&gt;his anger towards her, he still misses her. Still disguising&lt;br /&gt;as Amy Henderson, Michelle faces Sean’s back and Sean&lt;br /&gt;is still oblivious of her sudden presence in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, Sean senses her presence and&lt;br /&gt;slowly turns and sees Michelle. He is shocked and&lt;br /&gt;motionless. Couldn’t believe who he sees. Trying to&lt;br /&gt;wonder what is going on while at the same time feeling&lt;br /&gt;relief and happy grasping the fact that Michelle is still&lt;br /&gt;alive and well. In his mind, the inconsistencies of&lt;br /&gt;Michelle’s sudden appearance and the fake news of her&lt;br /&gt;death by Nichol is no longer important nor relevant.&lt;br /&gt;What is important at that very moment is that Michelle is&lt;br /&gt;still alive and breathing. Even more important to Sean&lt;br /&gt;now is that she is still in his life. Still there as his&lt;br /&gt;Bloodsister who still loves him like before.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Amy? Uhhhh……….Michelle? Is that really you,&lt;br /&gt;…..Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this juncture, Michelle slowly pulls down her wig and shows Sean who she really is. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Yeah, its me bro. Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean is speechless, feeling too happy to see her. Only yesterday how he wish he could be away from her and never to see her again in his life. Today all he ever wants is to see her side by side next to him. Then Michelle speaks so quickly without pause until she stammers emotionally while moving slowly towards Sean. Trying to apologise to Sean like a little girl crying for her mother’s forgiveness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I..I….. I am sorry that I lied to you. Trying to disguise as someone, Amy, a painter. I… I….thought you will know when I come to your place and show you my compact disc, but you didn’t…. Many times, I ..I … wanted to tell you but I was too afraid… I am sorry…bro.. I…. I …All I want is to see you again…and I….I wanna you to know…. That I am sorry and I….I…..(Michelle starting to sob)…….. I know that I shouldn’t ask Nichol to lie together but…. I…. I….. I …… just……(sobs badly). ……All I want is to see you again….and I…I…..I….. apologise…. Sorry….that I quarrelled with Cassandra….I…I (sobbing profusely)……Sean…..I….I…..miss you so much….so much…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When Michelle is near Sean and seen to be shaking and sobbing badly, Sean quickly hugs her tightly. Feeling Sean’s gesture of hugging her so passionately, Michelle learns that Sean has finally forgiven her and she couldn’t help but to feel so happy and sad at the same time. Happy because Sean finally understood why she has committed her mistakes and willing to forgive her. Sad because she has been hoping for so long and was in misery for a whole year waiting for Sean to forgive her. Remembering all these miseries and heartache that she has been through and how they have finally come to an end now, she cries loudly and emotionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I …. I………I AM……SO SORRY……SO SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know…..I didn’t know what I did…..&lt;br /&gt;(cries loudly)… what I did will end up this way….. I&lt;br /&gt;didn’t mean to take Cassandra away from you.. bro..&lt;br /&gt;(cries with profuse tears) I am sorry.. So sorry…&lt;br /&gt;I am so soorryy……….MMMmmmmmm!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle cries even louder emotionally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As Michelle cries like a baby, Sean hugs her even tighter and tries to pacify her. After a while, Nichol comes in from the door and Sean is just too pleased and happy to see her again at that very moment. Hoping for a happy reunion among them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: You planned all this, didn’t you? (Looking at Nichol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(After seeing Sean hugging Michelle so emotionally, Nichol begin to weep emotionally. Couldn’t believe her own eyes and couldn’t believe what she is noticing now. Finally a reunion of the Bloodihood bond between Sean and Michelle as they both hug each other passionately with tears in their eyes. For Nichol, it is a scene of an act of forgiveness that will strengthen and revive a once lost platonic Bloodihood friendship that she cherishes so dearly in her heart. Hoping that her journey of patching Sean and Michelle together as Bloodbrother and Bloodsister again has finally come to an end, she tries to pursuade Sean further.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sorry that I lied to you about Michelle’s death ..…..&lt;br /&gt;(sobs profusely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Hey….It’s okay, Nichol. Everything is okay…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: No…it’s not okay….. It’s not okay….. Ac…actually…it was….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Nichol, No!...…. (Michelle exclaims suddenly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Sean, it was me….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Nichol, No!.. Don’t say it. Please don’t…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Nichol turns to Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;No! Michelle, it’s about time. I have to tell Sean what really happened?.... I can’t live like this anymore….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What? What is going on here? Tell me what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: (Nichol takes a deep breath and exhales)&lt;br /&gt;It was me all this long. I am the one who showed Cassandra the tattered note that you wrote to Michelle. It wasn’t Michelle who showed her. It was me. Me…. I am the culprit, Sean……. (sobs terribly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Jesus! Nichol! Why did you do that? ….. What were you thinking?...Andda why didn’t you tell me earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean turns to Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, why didn’t you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: It’s not Michelle’s fault. I wanted to tell you so much but Michelle stopped me and tell me to keep this a secret from you. Michelle is actually protecting me, Sean….. She has been protecting me all this long…… Please don’t blame her anymore. She loves you so much… I am so sorry for what I did…… So sorry……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After learning this hard truth, Sean looks at Michelle with tears in his eyes and hugs her even tighter emotionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh! Michelle…. All this year, I have wrongly blame you. I am so sorry…. So sorry…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Do you?.... Do you know how hard I have tried? Try to patch you and Michelle together again? … For a year, I’ve tried and I’ve tried and it was so hard. (sobs)…….So painful and so hard to make you come back to us, bro…. I’ve tried…..so hard…… (sobs with profuse tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As Nichol moves slowly towards Sean and Michelle, she begin to weep profusely. Sean couldn’t bear to see her struggling with her own emotions so badly while regretting her past action, he quickly hugs her tightly together with Michelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Are we still brother and sisters like last time, Sean? I know I have done wrong and I am very sorry. I have tried so hard and …&lt;br /&gt;(Nichol couldn’t hold back her tears anymore and cries loudly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Shhhhh Shhhhhhhhh (whispers slowly)….. You don’t have to try anymore, Nichol. From now on, we are brother and sisters like we used to be. We are still Bloodbrother and Bloodsisters. Always will be. No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I love you bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now Sean, Nichol and Michelle hug among themselves passionately with warmth of love from their hearts. Something that both Michelle and Nichol have been hoping for all this year. A rekindle of the past wonderful Bloodihood relationship with their Bloodbrother Sean again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I love you guys. God!..... What happened to us? ….. What have I done to both of you? I am so sorry for everything.... Shouldn’t have blame you, Michelle, for Cassandra’s death…. Shouldn’t have blame you two…. Two of you have suffered enough….I am so&lt;br /&gt;sorry. So sorry…. Please forgive me, Sis……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Bro, don’t leave us anymore ya. (weeps and sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Let’s stop fighting no more bro. (weeps and sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Okay….. okay…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With the return of the Bloodihood bond among them, Sean hugs Michelle and Nichol tightly and emotionally for a moment. Then suddenly Michelle realises something and asks Sean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yes! Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Can I have my pendant back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Mine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: (chuckles) ….Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean puts Michelle’s “Bloodsister” pendant necklace around Michelle’s neck and Nichol’s “Bloodsister” pendant on hers respectively. Then suddenly Michelle senses something again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Bro where’s your own “Bloodbrother” pendant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichol: Yeah! Where’s yours bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Its….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights Off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Before Sean could tell Michelle and Nichol where he keeps his pendant, lights in the entire theatre suddenly turn off for few seconds. It is pitch black now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lights On.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When the lights are turned on again, Michelle and Nichol are no longer in the study room. They have disappeared. Sean is surprised and confused as he searches for Michelle and Nichol around the room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Michelle???????? …………. Nichol??????? Where did they go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After a while, Sean becomes frustrated and calls for Alfred.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Alfred !!!! Alfred !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred enters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Where’s Michelle and Nichol, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, Miss Nichol has already left the mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: But she came back with Michelle? Didn’t you see them coming to my study room from outside a while ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, I was outside your study room at the hall the whole day and I only noticed Miss Nichol running out from this room crying as she left the mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What about Michelle? Didn’t you see Michelle? She was just here with Nichol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: ….. Michelle?…Sir???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yes, Michelle!. Didn’t you see her, Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Uurrrr???? (looking confused)….. Sir???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What Alfred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: I thought you have heard the bad news from Miss Nichol that…. that Miss Michelle committed suicide this morning and she is dead. I am very sorry, Sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What? …that can’t be….. I just saw Michelle and Nichol just now and we were hugging each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: ………????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred is confused and starting to worry about Sean’s sanity.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What are you talking about? Michelle is DEAD??? No..NO!!!...She is still alive. Very much alive!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Are you alright, Sir ? I know it must be very sad for you to hear this terrible news about Miss Michelle’s demise but…..Sir ?...... Sir ?? ……..Sir ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this juncture, Sean begins to realise that he was actually hallucinating in hugging Michelle and Nichol a while ago and his face is turning pale as he has to accept the brutal reality and the awful fact that Michelle is actually dead and no longer in his life. His heart begin to ache terribly with deep sadness of losing his Bloodsisters. An indisputable fact has now become an eternal misery in his life at this very moment. Even more pathetic to realise that his re-kindle of the beautiful Bloodihood bond with Nichol and Michelle a while ago was actually a daydreaming routine. With this wake-up call of Michelle’s sudden death, a sudden painful loneliness creeps into his soul as he kneels down on the floor. Crying loudly. Knowing that the Bloodsisters are no longer in his life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Oh!!!GOD!!!!...NO!!!!!! NOOO!!!!!!!!! …NOOOO!!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!….......&lt;br /&gt;(sobs terribly)……This cannot be………Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir ....Are you alright? What is it, Sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: God… all this cannot be? I can’t take this anymore… Alfred. I can’t. Bring them back, Alfred. Bring Michelle and Nichol back!!!! I have something to tell them…..I have something to tell them…..(sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean sobs terribly as he lays both his hands on his face. Shaking rapidly while crying loudly. Still trying to come with terms of Michelle’s sudden death.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Sir, are you alright? Shall I get Dr. Brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: ………..(just mumbling and crying terribly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: Oh dear! I better call the doctor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alfred exits quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean couldn’t control his emotions any longer and&lt;br /&gt;cries terribly. After a while, he stands up and pulls&lt;br /&gt;a “Bloodbrother” pendant necklace gently from&lt;br /&gt;his neck that is hidden underneath his shirt. It is his&lt;br /&gt;very own “Bloodbrother” pendant that he has made&lt;br /&gt;for himself. The same star shaped designed pendant&lt;br /&gt;similar to the ones that he has given to his&lt;br /&gt;Bloodsisters, Nichol and Michelle many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Then his mind brings him to the moment a while ago&lt;br /&gt;before Nichol and Michelle disappears and he hears&lt;br /&gt;repeating voices of Nichol and Michelle in his mind&lt;br /&gt;asking him where he keeps his own “Bloodbrother”&lt;br /&gt;pendant. Pretending that the Bloodsisters, Nichol and&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, are still there beside him and still hugging&lt;br /&gt;him as their Bloodbrother, Sean replies and answers&lt;br /&gt;softly to them. Hoping that Michelle and Nichol will&lt;br /&gt;finally get the answer from him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: I keep mine next to my heart. Bloodsis. Its always&lt;br /&gt;been next to my heart……Bloodsis Nichol……&lt;br /&gt;……….Bloodsis Michelle……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean says it softly while grasping his own “Bloodbrother” pendant with his right hand and the “Bloodsisters” pendants with his left hand. To him he finally realises that everything is already too late. Too late to reconcile. Too late to re-kindle. Too late to forgive. Too late to love again.&lt;br /&gt;If only he has forgiven Michelle much earlier, Michelle would still be alive now and he would have the loving care of his very own Bloodsisters who still love him after so long. But now everything is already too late as no more words need be said any longer as Michelle is already dead and so is the Bloodihood gang. With a broken heart, this is a fact that he has to live with for the rest of his life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…..Is always been next to my heart………………...&lt;br /&gt;(Sean whispers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…..Is always been next to my heart……………….&lt;br /&gt;(Sean whispers more softly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…..Is always been next to my heart………………..&lt;br /&gt;(Sean whispers even more softly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sean’s voice slowly fades away as he whispers the phrase over and over again. Hoping for one last time that Nichol and Michelle will know what is already too late to know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The End -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Thanks for reading this play. If you like it so far, you may want to read the continuation of this story in a new sequel currently being written by me. Please click "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The BLOODSISTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;" at&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BLOOD LINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;and enjoy the show!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905694350268561332-1566400421409960599?l=bloodihood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3d3d668c7c79805a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/feeds/1566400421409960599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6905694350268561332&amp;postID=1566400421409960599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/1566400421409960599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905694350268561332/posts/default/1566400421409960599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/2008/06/act-2-scene-5.html' title='ACT 2 SCENE 5 - Theatre Sound Effects'/><author><name>RORNE TAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11528254402797776840</uri><email>swtangel888@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04876791369155235027'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905694350268561332.post-3648589248782208515</id><published>2008-05-22T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:48:38.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F - WORKSHOP (Sri Aman)'/><title type='text'>Adaptation of Rorne Tan Original Play By School Girls from SMK(P) Sri Aman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SJKR0F5SQMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1I4ed850plY/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229402441452241090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SJKR0F5SQMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1I4ed850plY/s400/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A ceremony in presenting Certificate of Completion of Rorne Tan Workshop to the students on the 31st July 2008 &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHyKmBulIjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/O8k0-mpEt4s/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223202053746401842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHyKmBulIjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/O8k0-mpEt4s/s320/DSC00621.JPG" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The School Hall&lt;br /&gt;S.M.K.(P) Sri Aman, PJ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The CAST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHyJ2avnMxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KCg0ImOHQvQ/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223201235827897106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftPzIEnGcho/SHyJ2avnMxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KCg0ImOHQvQ/s320/DSC00624.JPG" width="423" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amirah, Su Wei, Merissa, Farah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Press Release Statement - S.M.K.(P) Sri Aman, PJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(14th July 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: Rorne Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An adaptation of an original Play called “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The BlooDiHood Story&lt;/span&gt;” (written and directed by Rorne Tan and to be performed by secondary school students) will be staged at &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan (P) SRI AMAN HALL, Jalan 14/49, 46100 Petaling Jaya, Selangor on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;20th July 2008 at 3.00 p.m. (matinee) and 8.00 p.m. (night show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After the success of the premiere play at TOP HAT Restaurant, KL recently staged by Director Rorne Tan on the 1st, 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd July 2008, SweetAngel Productions is organizing an adaptation of the original play by Rorne Tan to be acted by a cast of talented school girls from Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan (P) SRI AMAN in the spirit of promoting Malaysian Theatre in local schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For those who missed the premiere play at TOP HAT recently, this is a romantic drama based partially on true story that happened 12 years ago that led to a tragic ending. A story about 3 students who were so close to one and another when they vowed Bloodihood and called themselves the Bloodbrother and the Bloodsisters until one day a girl called “Cassandra” came into their lives and changes everything that disrupted their bloodihood bond. What makes this play interesting is that Cassandra being part of the characters of the play is a non physical character. In other words, Cassandra will not appear at all in the play though she is the main cause of the tragic ending. Another surprise is that Cassandra has the same look as one of the Bloodsisters, Michelle that caused an emotional explosion within the bloodihood bond between the blood members, Sean and Michelle. This is a very unique drama for every theatre lovers who love drama and only drama. In this upcoming play, it will be a pre-play of the original play. To give the audience a feel and understanding of the history of the bloodihood gang and why the bond among them was so important to them. Director Rorne Tan has decided to put this pre-play into real life acting in that not only the actors and actresses are in characterisation during the play, their movements and acting must be 100% real. This is illustrated more in a past scene (Past 1 Scene 3) which is the most dramatic scene of the entire play showing Michelle destroying things in the room, breaking glasses, a vase and a bottle in the book shelves. Breaking of these items in the act are real. This is what Director Rorne Tan wish to illustrate to the audience i.e. a taste of what real life event will look and sound like in real acting. So for those theatre lovers, be prepared to be dramatised and emotionally shocked while watching this play. Director Rorne Tan wishes to warn the public that this is not a play for the soft-hearted or fainted hearted. It’s an emotionally charged drama that will not only captured your hearts but also stay in your memory for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The cast of this play are Geh Su Wei, Farah Aiman Bt Azhar, Nik Amirah Imanie, Merissa Adelina Bt Jaffri. Ticket is priced at RM 10.00 per show and can be booked by phone booking Tel: 019-6297948 (Rorne). Also available at the School Box Office, Tel: 03-7876 5041. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For more info about the play and the stage play book, pls log on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloodihood.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://bloodihood.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director Rorne Tan Opening 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