SO.
MahaMo is over in Tokyo. I saw maeraku earlier today...and wrestled long and hard with what to do afterwards. I could:
A) Wait for toujitsuken to try for senshuuraku
B) Head over to Base Theater and try for toujitsuken for Hard to Hold's senshuuraku
C) Just go home and fret
I resolved to go with B for various reasons, but mostly because I really really needed to shake myself from the absurd feeling that I would be extremely depressed by missing even a single show, ESPECIALLY senshuuraku. It's almost an obsession--I feel like if there's a show going on, I owe it to myself and everyone who can't come to go see it, and inevitably if I ever HAVE to miss a show, I'm thinking about what I'm missing :/ So I set myself down and decided no, nothing amazing was going to happen, my powers of persuasion are not yet powerful enough to make them announce Nagayan as the 5th member at Tokyo's senshuuraku (that sort of shit's saved for the last one in Nagoya :D) and in case I needed another reason: I found out Mitsuru was going to both shows today...so any amazing TxN stuff? She was going to get, definitely.
So with a heavy heart I jogged over to Base Theater (a whole 5 min walk away XD) after maeraku and stood in the cold with a bunch of other ladies waiting for toujitsuken to go on sale. Wound up only 5 of us were actually waiting for toujitsuken...which made me happy, because they had to have 5 tickets EASILY, right?? :D
WRONG.
They had two. TWO.
I thought for a brief moment that maybe this was fate telling me to get toujitsuken for MahaMo: the time worked out that I had 30 min to get back over to Sunshine Theater to be in time for toujitsuken, plenty of time.
But TPTB obviously intended for me to break out of that cage...because I won one of the two tickets in the lottery! OKAY! OKAY!
After a quick stop at Starbucks (the same one T2 went on their little date at yesterday, I'll bet :D) I was waiting to be called to go in. Now, Base Theater is TINY TINY TINY. Somehow they managed to shove 100+ people in, though, and I figured with my lone little toujitsuken, I'd be stuck at the faaaaar back. But uh, BOY WAS I WRONG.
I was FIVE FEET FROM THE STAGE. Like, the 2 rows in front of me? Were sitting on the floor! So...AN AMAZING SEAT.
The show itself, also, was as amazing the second time as it was the first. I fell so much more in love with Shimura and his obsessive love for Hiiro (maybe cause I have my own Hiiro in MahaMo? :D Let's hope I don't choke it to death >_>) and there were teeny tiny flubs that made everyone laugh--Tsuji messing up a line again and going, "Even teachers mess up :DDDD", the guys all breaking character because one of the scenes (involving crossdressing. BAD crossdressing) was so funny, it was a real pleasure *___*
And...I got another surprise!
A DIFFERENT ENDING.
I'd checked the flyer for times earlier, and realized there were little symbols next to some of the shows, including senshuuraku, with someone's name beside it. I assumed this meant it was like a double cast kind of thing...BUT IT WAS A DOUBLE WRITER!
Pretty much the last 15 min of the play were COMPLETELY different from before! And I would've missed this--which I think I liked better :P--if I had gone to MahaMo's senshuuraku instead ;_;
It pretty much plays out, after Shimura and Midorikawa confess how they killed Hiiro, with Aoshima (I think I wrote Aojima before...) hearing Hiiro apologize in his head for the hurtful things he said before, as Aoshima tries to reconcile what happened. Just as he thinks he's realized what happened, how Hiiro really died, he slumps to the floor, and a white sheet falls down over him.
Two men in suits walk on, methodically checking him over and going through his things. Aoshima is dead, and they're cleaning up to have the body removed. One finds the scattered pages of a book-in-progress, an as-yet-unpublished work called Hard to Hold, about a boy named Hiiro who is found dead, alone, in an apartment. The book was being written by Aoshima.
Aoshima is taken away, and elsewhere, a boy who looks remarkably like Hiiro is approached by two excited, genki astronomy club students who look remarkably like Shimura and Midorikawa. They cheerily explain their hopes and dreams of one day becoming astronauts to the confused Hiiro-lookalike, who remarks, as the play closes, that everyone's alone, like the stars in the sky, shining brightly and hoping someone else hears their voice.
THE END.
.........at least it seems like a happier ending? XD; I still don't really get it, but I liked it better than the other one, because at least it felt more fictitious, and...I loved seeing Tsuji being all goofy and giggly at the end and having it NOT be part of his cray-cray personality :P
After bows came CAST REMARKS! Tsujimoto was adorable with his little jabs at Shouta (which he was quite liberal with: "And I had such a great time working with this whole cast...well aside from Shouta") and we learned some lovely news: that opening day started 10 min late, because Tsujimoto, so excited to get started, was jumping around and ripped the butt of his pants open 8DDDD He also explained that Shouta, before the show starts, is always wondering if he should go pee now or just hold it, until it's too late and he has to hold it, and that at that moment Shouta probably needed to go pee. From the look on Shouta's face, he very much DID need to go 8D
The cast left, and we all started to leave...and then they came BACK on XD Apparently it'd been an impromptu decision to come back on, as pretty much everyone was buttoning up shirts and pants XD;;;; And...Shouta was missing. Tsujimoto kindly informed us that, "....Please wait a moment. Shouta is in the toilet." XD THANKS. As promised, a moment later our little Shoutakins shuffled out, buttoning up his shirt.
Tsuji: "Oi Shouta, where were you??"
Shouta: ">_____> Bathroom."
XDDDD OH T2.
MahaMo is over in Tokyo. I saw maeraku earlier today...and wrestled long and hard with what to do afterwards. I could:
A) Wait for toujitsuken to try for senshuuraku
B) Head over to Base Theater and try for toujitsuken for Hard to Hold's senshuuraku
C) Just go home and fret
I resolved to go with B for various reasons, but mostly because I really really needed to shake myself from the absurd feeling that I would be extremely depressed by missing even a single show, ESPECIALLY senshuuraku. It's almost an obsession--I feel like if there's a show going on, I owe it to myself and everyone who can't come to go see it, and inevitably if I ever HAVE to miss a show, I'm thinking about what I'm missing :/ So I set myself down and decided no, nothing amazing was going to happen, my powers of persuasion are not yet powerful enough to make them announce Nagayan as the 5th member at Tokyo's senshuuraku (that sort of shit's saved for the last one in Nagoya :D) and in case I needed another reason: I found out Mitsuru was going to both shows today...so any amazing TxN stuff? She was going to get, definitely.
So with a heavy heart I jogged over to Base Theater (a whole 5 min walk away XD) after maeraku and stood in the cold with a bunch of other ladies waiting for toujitsuken to go on sale. Wound up only 5 of us were actually waiting for toujitsuken...which made me happy, because they had to have 5 tickets EASILY, right?? :D
WRONG.
They had two. TWO.
I thought for a brief moment that maybe this was fate telling me to get toujitsuken for MahaMo: the time worked out that I had 30 min to get back over to Sunshine Theater to be in time for toujitsuken, plenty of time.
But TPTB obviously intended for me to break out of that cage...because I won one of the two tickets in the lottery! OKAY! OKAY!
After a quick stop at Starbucks (the same one T2 went on their little date at yesterday, I'll bet :D) I was waiting to be called to go in. Now, Base Theater is TINY TINY TINY. Somehow they managed to shove 100+ people in, though, and I figured with my lone little toujitsuken, I'd be stuck at the faaaaar back. But uh, BOY WAS I WRONG.
I was FIVE FEET FROM THE STAGE. Like, the 2 rows in front of me? Were sitting on the floor! So...AN AMAZING SEAT.
The show itself, also, was as amazing the second time as it was the first. I fell so much more in love with Shimura and his obsessive love for Hiiro (maybe cause I have my own Hiiro in MahaMo? :D Let's hope I don't choke it to death >_>) and there were teeny tiny flubs that made everyone laugh--Tsuji messing up a line again and going, "Even teachers mess up :DDDD", the guys all breaking character because one of the scenes (involving crossdressing. BAD crossdressing) was so funny, it was a real pleasure *___*
And...I got another surprise!
A DIFFERENT ENDING.
I'd checked the flyer for times earlier, and realized there were little symbols next to some of the shows, including senshuuraku, with someone's name beside it. I assumed this meant it was like a double cast kind of thing...BUT IT WAS A DOUBLE WRITER!
Pretty much the last 15 min of the play were COMPLETELY different from before! And I would've missed this--which I think I liked better :P--if I had gone to MahaMo's senshuuraku instead ;_;
It pretty much plays out, after Shimura and Midorikawa confess how they killed Hiiro, with Aoshima (I think I wrote Aojima before...) hearing Hiiro apologize in his head for the hurtful things he said before, as Aoshima tries to reconcile what happened. Just as he thinks he's realized what happened, how Hiiro really died, he slumps to the floor, and a white sheet falls down over him.
Two men in suits walk on, methodically checking him over and going through his things. Aoshima is dead, and they're cleaning up to have the body removed. One finds the scattered pages of a book-in-progress, an as-yet-unpublished work called Hard to Hold, about a boy named Hiiro who is found dead, alone, in an apartment. The book was being written by Aoshima.
Aoshima is taken away, and elsewhere, a boy who looks remarkably like Hiiro is approached by two excited, genki astronomy club students who look remarkably like Shimura and Midorikawa. They cheerily explain their hopes and dreams of one day becoming astronauts to the confused Hiiro-lookalike, who remarks, as the play closes, that everyone's alone, like the stars in the sky, shining brightly and hoping someone else hears their voice.
THE END.
.........at least it seems like a happier ending? XD; I still don't really get it, but I liked it better than the other one, because at least it felt more fictitious, and...I loved seeing Tsuji being all goofy and giggly at the end and having it NOT be part of his cray-cray personality :P
After bows came CAST REMARKS! Tsujimoto was adorable with his little jabs at Shouta (which he was quite liberal with: "And I had such a great time working with this whole cast...well aside from Shouta") and we learned some lovely news: that opening day started 10 min late, because Tsujimoto, so excited to get started, was jumping around and ripped the butt of his pants open 8DDDD He also explained that Shouta, before the show starts, is always wondering if he should go pee now or just hold it, until it's too late and he has to hold it, and that at that moment Shouta probably needed to go pee. From the look on Shouta's face, he very much DID need to go 8D
The cast left, and we all started to leave...and then they came BACK on XD Apparently it'd been an impromptu decision to come back on, as pretty much everyone was buttoning up shirts and pants XD;;;; And...Shouta was missing. Tsujimoto kindly informed us that, "....Please wait a moment. Shouta is in the toilet." XD THANKS. As promised, a moment later our little Shoutakins shuffled out, buttoning up his shirt.
Tsuji: "Oi Shouta, where were you??"
Shouta: ">_____> Bathroom."
XDDDD OH T2.
