Who Wants to be a Star!? [Signup @ BB]

With the stage clear of obstructions and the lights glaring at the center like the full wrath of the sun concentrated into one spot, it was show time. Sure there were a couple delays on actually getting the set up complete and booking the Auditorium, but that is exactly why Sandra chose not to put a concrete date for auditions, she knew this very thing would happen. Unfortunately, there were less people signing up than the last time she did a production, but at this point she said to hell with it and got the show on the road. She was tired of sitting on this script and not doing anything about it, not to mention that she was still rather pissy about having to abandon the last one due to trusting unreliable people. She had to admit though, the movie would not be where it was without the last failed project to boost it.

Sandra herself was putting the finishing touches on her ‘judge’ table, making sure to outfit it with enough water for both her and Mr. Drummond. If he even needed water… Yeah, working with that guy was going to make for an interesting evening. That was beside the point. She duct taped a big sign (more like giant scrap paper) that wrote ‘Don’t Call Us, We’ll Call You’ in huge scribbled marker type font on the front of the foldable table that was in clear view of the stage. She thought about putting American Idol on it instead and making a comical skit where she call the next person on stage and try to confuse them, but then realized that it was too… stupid of an idea.

She placed her fists against her hips and absorbed the unimpressive set up and soaked in her mediocrity like the fresh wilderness air. “Ah, back in business” she stated as she adjusted her newly acquired and quite comfy knitted infinity scarf. She slid her backside across the table top and clumsily fell into her folded chair, her eyes a bit wide spread since she could’ve easily broken something with that stunt, but managed to stick the landing. “I meant to do that…” she trailed off absently as she better adjusted her seating whilst looking around to make sure no one had saw her yet. It was quite a bit of time before the auditions started, not to mention that all the actors being recruited would be backstage and waiting to be called upon.

Her stomach growled, to which Sandra quickly answered by shoving a snack bar down her throat. If it seemed violent, that would be due to her sudden cravings that made her feel hungry almost all the time and it was starting to annoy her immensely. She wasn’t really sure what it was about either, but she was banking on inexplicable growth spurt. It was unlikely, but a five foot female could fantasize. She pulled a mega phone out from under the table, being very cautious toward the buttons due to how the room carried the noise of it. She accidentally pressed the wrong button in the past and her ears were still paying the price for it.

    Without warning, Lockwood pushed opened a pair of doors to the Auditorium standing proud to no one in particular, with both arms spread out and head hanging back with some convenient wind blowing his hair to the side. Too bad there wasn't any stormy skies, since a lighting strike behind Lockwood would be exquisite. Or at least to him.

    Lockwood resumed walking, and climbed down the steps towards Sandra with a noticeable limp in his steps, even though he's trying to use his staff to hide the noticeable uneven movement. "I apologize for being slightly tardy, I was assisting a fellow co-worker of mine. I hope I'm not terribly late~!" As he passed Sandra, he steadily moved a chair out from the table and quickly sat down, sighing from the exhausting walk from the roof. 

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    Yokasf was seated in the empty audience chairs, completely silent and barely moving from his spot besides swinging his legs back and forth. He awaited the audition to start, mostly because of his curiosity than his desire to perform. All he knew that he was participating in an activity humans do to make the movies he watched back with his roommate on the mainland. He found it strange that Sandra didn't notice him entering the Auditorium, he even squeaked a little, though it just ended up with her covering her ears. Was she ignoring him? Or was it that he wasn't being more pronounced with himself? This troubled Yokasf greatly, as he then got up from his seat and sat a little closer to the table.

Sandra did nothing much of note as she awaited the presence of Lockwood. She twisted a couple of her empty bottles and fired off their caps like they were rockets and other than that she was attempting to pay no mind to the creature that was lurking around the stadium seating. In due time though, Lockwood made his entrance and what an entrance it was. In that time, she briefly considered having Lockwood play a major role in her film because a few special effects added on to the entrance would’ve made it quite the spectacle. That and he screamed movie villain in the best of ways. She could turn him into some sort of zombie Hitler, if not for the fact that zombies were way too overexposed as it is in cinema. Not to mention that she had no doubts someone had already done zombie Hitler before.

“Bah, you didn’t miss too much” she batted off rather lazily and allowed him to join the judges table. As he sat though, she leaned in a bit closer in order to discuss another matter at hand. “Well, nothing outside of that creepypasta-looking motherfucker back there. I really don’t know if I should be concerned about that because all he’s doing is sitting back there and watching, which could either mean he’s just a student or he’s waiting to kill me but some convoluted rule is stopping him and I really don’t want to find out what that is…” she subtly whispered to the teacher, hoping to get some guidance for it or at least be reassured that it is in fact a student and not some apparition that finally caught up with her.

Regardless of the professor’s findings on the matter, Sandra picked up a stack of paper in front of her and passed a sheet over to the drama teacher. “Alright so, that’s everybody coming today, which just barely makes up half a page, and like half of them have the initials N P C. I don’t know if that’s supposed to be a joke or something, it’s kinda pissing me off, and I don’t they’re real, so realistically there’s about… five people maybe” she informed in a rather complacent tone all around. She wasn’t expecting much to be honest, so the fact that anyone came was a gift in it and of itself.

“Anyways, if you don’t have anything to add, I’m ready to go.”

Leo had been instantaneously excited as soon as she saw the notice for this group go up. What better group could there possibly be (bar a musical society or a show choir, both of which she had promised herself she would try to set up at some point)?
No way was she missing out on this group though. She was going to boss this. Hopefully. If she didn't goof up somehow. Leo was actually out in the corridor pacing up and down when she was due to enter. She had arrived just a little after Sandra and had thus missed her, and then due to nerves had started pacing just a short stretch of the hallway just round the corner from the hall, trying to calm herself down.
Leo was going to boss this. She took a deep breath, went up to the door, then shoved the doors open and entered the room.
Leo entered just as Sandra was talking about the low sign up rate. That was true. This thing was an awesome idea and people just not signing up made no sense. Unless they had failed to show up because they were more nervous than Leo nervous of competing against Leo for a role. She'd noticed there hadn't been a lot, and that a few had similar initials but she was sure there had been more than two names down.
Leo made her way towards the seats fairly close behind where Sandra and the teacher were, and sat on the roe behind the one other person here. There wasn't a lot of point spreading halfway across the room when it was just two people auditioning. She'd spotted the other around a few times but hadn't really formed any lasting impression, or spoken to him. Now it seemed was the chance for that.
"Is it really just four people?" She tried to mutter. Tried because, as a sonic screamer, and with some degree of disappointment, it was a little harder for her than most to be subtle. At least she didn't yell that. It just came out significantly lower than she meant.
She coughed, somewhat embarrassed, and trying to get that back in check. "I'm all up for doubling roles but one of us is still going to have to get good with editing software, really." That had worked better.

    Lockwood leaned his head over the table to see what Sandra was referring to, and low and behold, Yokasf was staring right back, waiting patiently for the auditions to start. The lich leaned back and scanned the auditorium briefly, and noticed that it was an empty sight to behold. "Oh my, I didn't expect it to be this empty." he awkwardly adjusted his tie for a humorous effect, but didn't expect much to come out of that action. "Don't mind that particular one, he's harmless like a bunny rabbit, just set him up with some ears and a tail, and maybe more fluff on that skin. Anyway, I suggest we get stared," he said when Leo came through the door.

   He made an amused gesture at the girl, but then focused back at Sandra. "Ah, we have another to join us, a bit hasty are we? Now if that's the last one, I assume it's time to start, yes?"

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    Yokasf took out a notebook and started to doodle on a random page. He decided to get ready to show off what he could do, or he so thinks. He was thinking about what could help out when he signed up for the auditions. He begun filling pages with drawing in preparation.