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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Enter (02/27/06)

TITLE: Making Entrance
By David Ian
02/27/06


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Enter From Mezzanine Left and Right: The Paying Audience, threading through the maze of chairs to find their seats, dressed to the nines to see and be seen. All is jovial and sparkling and festive and gay with the buzz of anticipation giddy.

Enter from Above: The VIPs to their private boxes, some making grand entrance acknowledging the public, others keep curtains drawn until house lights darken; gossiping eyes prying to see who shouldn’t be seen with whom. Some wear masks to hide their faces, or to keep wagging tongues guessing.

Enter from House General: the groundlings who’ve scraped up their change to buy standing room space. Raucous and loud they swarm and they shift, an ever-changing sea of milling faces and noise.

House lights go down, the crowd now a whisper, some settling of seats and some late hour newcomers. The Stage Manager waits with a finger raised up, counting and listening. Then down comes the hand, my cue is now given, the overture is on in strength and in tune.

Enter Through Trapdoor: It’s a rush up to the platform, and I step up to the stage and take my place in velvet darkness. Then a tight spot stabs out like a lighthouse through fog, and the audience erupts to my intro in song.

Enter the Villain: A dark figure from Stage Left. He moves swiftly flashing something bright and sharp. He makes quick work of his part, no melodrama or mugging, he just lets his deeds do the talking. The blade cuts deep and the pain flashes bright as I crumple to the ground in mid-song. The Villain stands over me victorious, glaring and gloating in his grin.

The audience gasps in horror, they play their part well; had there not been blood they would’ve demanded their money, expectations are carved in stone tablets. The VIPs sit passively as the spectacle unfolds, and the groundlings all howl in glee.

Enter The Hero: Through double doors Up Center. The crowd subsides and a fanfare marks his entrance. He comes over to me and bends down, my life’s blood ebbing out in a pool. His eyes are kind and flash with fury as I see his passion for my plight. And with a gentle hand, he staunches the flow, and picks me up with the slightest of grunts. I’m carried to a safe place Up Stage Right to the shifting and murmuring of the crowd. The Villain appeals to the house with a speech, one that Marc Antony himself would relish. And with the maelstrom of anger he whips up the mob now incited with a dangerous fury.

Enter The Minions: From the voms, from the sides, from the flys; from Stage Left and Stage Right. And some from guy-wires they land in the crowd and stir up the masses with shouts. They all rush the stage with drunk groundlings in tow, and they swarm at the Hero Stage Center. He says not a word as they knock him down and tie him to a pillar on a pulley. And as he’s hoisted up to the jeering crowd, my eyes fade at the sight of their blood orgy.

Cut To Black

Coming to, I see the Hero, his eyes bright and soft. I shake my head and crawl to my feet. I wince as if it were there, but my wound’s gone, and then I see it, gaping in his side -- that blade-wound the Villain meant for me. The cast and audience are gone, its just me and my savior on an empty bare stage. There’s no blood on the floor, not mine, anyway, and the look I give him is perplexed.

“This show’s done,” he whispers with a smile, and leads me to exit Up Stage Center. “I’ll join you anon, it will be just a moment, you won’t notice the time that has gone. But for now with this show, I must play out its run, there are plenty more actors like you. You played your part, well done, good and faithful, I’ll be joining you soon by and by.”

All the world is a stage, and we are but actors, we can choose our parts only once. To play the lead is assuredly death, make no mistaking in that. Only one player belongs center stage, and we are all supporting his scene. I’ll play my part and I’ll cheer along, when the Hero takes his cue and makes entrance.

--Making Entrance


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Folakemi Emem-Akpan03/07/06
This was a neat job. I especially liked the bit about the savior saying there are several other actors like me. A unique take on the topic.
Lynda Schultz 03/09/06
Wow - this is terribly clever and creative. What a beautiful and expressive way to tell the most important story of the ages. Congratulations.
Jan Ackerson 03/10/06
One of my favorites--not just this week, but since I've been here. Very creative, and moving as well. *standing ovation*
Stacey Kitchens03/10/06
Loved this! The analogies are fantastic.
Amy Michelle Wiley 03/10/06
I found this just a tad hard to follow, but it was worth the effort. Well done! Very creative.
Maxx .03/11/06
Very creative. This is neat! My only trouble with it is that the reader has to get about 4 or 5 para's in before the piece really picks up. That said... the message is great and very well written.
Pat Guy 03/11/06
Jan stole my line! *Standing ovation! clap, clap* Wow David! What-a-read! Very much worth it!
Linda Watson Owen03/11/06
Oh, David, what a wonderful playing out of the Drama of the Ages! So beautifully and compellingly creative!!
Suzanne R03/13/06
Just magnificent!
Kenn Allan03/13/06
This is great! A well-deserved win.
Shari Armstrong 03/13/06
I was right there in the theater (probably playing in the pits ;) ) This was awesome!
Debbie OConnor03/14/06
Bravo! This was a delight to read. :) Great message, unique presentation.
Kate Wells03/14/06
Excellent! I felt such an anointing on the next to the last paragraph. Favorite line;
"You played your part, well done, good and faithful, I’ll be joining you soon by and by.”
Loved it! Congratulations on your win... Kate~
David Ian03/14/06
Thanks Kathleen, and everyone who's left comments.

And yeah, I keep reading the bits after "Cut To Black" over and over and over and over again. It's like I didn't write it...

Thanks all
Andre Kingston03/14/06
I read this before the winners were announced, but have been offline and could not post my response. I personally thought it was a very interesting idea, but found a few things I wanted different.

I wanted the cliche (to the nines) in quotes. I wanted to see the line "jovial AND sparkling AND festive AND gay" turned into "jovial, sparkling, festive and gay." I had two lines in the piece I would have loved to seen rephrased. I found "audience erupts to my intro in song" to be awkward and had to reread it thrice. I did not like the phrase "sight of their blood orgy" - but have to admit that one was probably fitting.

Good thing I'm not a judge, uh? lol.

Really, the piece was interesting and original. It was a superb metaphor that hasn't been 'played to death'.

Thank you.
Beth Muehlhausen03/19/06
Woo hoo, very creative entry for "enter!" All those entrants....leading up to the finale. I agree, the ending is pretty darn gripping. Good job!!!
B Brenton04/13/06
David. Should have known you'd win an entry one of these days.
Extroadinary.
Different.
You have a style I could only dream to imitate.
Congrats, but it was well deserved.
Inspired piece.