Chaos at the Theatre part 1 (Musical with You)
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Aziraphale always loved the theater and everything about it. The costumes, the script writing, the scenery, and the acting. This is why Crowley had arranged for them to go and see it. It was a surprise for Aziraphale. As they entered the Troubadour Wembley Park Theatre, Aziraphale drew in an excited breath. He enjoyed the busing of the crowd. People talking animatedly, hands moving, some even softly humming the show tunes. Crowley looked around, frowning slightly. He hated crowds, shows and music, but it made Aziraphale incredibly happy. Aziraphale did things he didn’t like much to make Crowley happy.
“Want to get some tea and Eccles cakes?” Aziraphale asked Crowley, pointing to a small cart.
Crowley nodded and they walked off to get some sweets.
There was a line, and both couldn't help but overhear the conversations around them.
Two well-dressed men were in a light conversation. They were obviously American. One man was tall, slender with hair brushed up and over to the side. The other man was on the shorter side but held himself with great confidence.
“Thank you for this Rafa.”
“You’re welcome, Sonny. I knew that we would both be in London for the conference so I thought it would be great to get tickets. I wanted to surprise you with tickets to a Broadway play, but I know that you love Newsies, and I thought it would be a great thing to see since we were going to be in London”
Sonny leaned and gave Rafa a kiss on the cheek.
Rafa’s phone buzzed.
He smiled and showed the text to Sonny.
“Looks like Amanda and Olivia are having fun at the Maneskin concert. Apparently Maneskin is performing their new song, Honey, Are You Coming? I can’t believe they are dressed like that!” Sonny laughed.
Crowley’s attention turned to a group of some college aged women and men. They were dressed in a particular manner. The women had on long formal dresses and the men looked like they were dressed as if they were straight out of the late 1700s. The gaggle of youngsters were joking around.
“Alex, I can’t believe you did that!” One commented
“Hey, it is not my fault Jefferson is so annoying! He deserved to get pushed into the pool!”
“Yes, but you still shouldn’t do that. Would you like that if I did that to you?”
“Aaron, you can do literally anything to me.”
The man called Aaron turned away blushing.
“Plus, Jefferson is so annoying. He said it was stupid to go and see a musical all the way in England and that I have to be a better role model.”
“Yeah, like he was any standing” Chimed in Lafayette
“We all know that he and Madison are a total item,” Hercules laughed.
Crowley looked over at a pair of men who looked very out of place.
One of them was wearing a black t-shirt which read drink coffee, hail Satan and wore an upside down cross around his neck. A worn gray and dark green flannel was draped loosely around him.
The man standing next to him, was shorter than him with a tanned complexion. If you had to picture what a stereotypical nerd was you would come up with him. He had on a striped polo shirt and a light purple suit jacket.
The man with the hail Satan t-shirt glanced at Crowley who, like him, was dressed in mostly black.
The man’s what Crowley only could presume to be his boyfriend was talking to the girls in the formal dresses. The man looked as though he was being forced to be there and was trying hard not to scowl. Crowley muttered to him.
“Forced to be here by your boyfriend” The man nodded.
“He said that we were going to a death metal concert. But I should’ve known. The most rock and roll type of music he listens to is the velvet underground. What about you? Why are you here?”
“I surprised my boyfriend. I detest musicals and theatre but since he always accommodating me, I thought I might as well as try to do something he likes.”
The man smiled.
“I like your t-shirt.”
“Thanks, I mostly do it to piss people off. I like to see their smiles disappear.”
Suddenly the man’s boyfriend appeared.
“Gilfoyle come on, Elizabeth, Eliza and Peggy are inviting us to go and meet some of the actors before the musical starts.”
“Pleasant meeting you” Crowley stated as the man was dragged away by his boyfriend over the girls who had separated themselves out from the boys.
The lights flickered indicating that the show was about to begin. The patrons made their way into the expansive theatre. Seats were taken as the lights began to dim. A collective breath was held as the musical began.
It opened on two characters, high up, with the cityscape of New York behind them. The set design was amazing.
“They say folks is dying to get here. Me I’m dying to get away to a little town out west.”
The first song began. It sent shivers doing everyone’s spines. A few minutes later the set changed and revealed several boys standing and getting ready for the morning. The crowd erupted in cheers as the first dance number began
“Ain’t it a fine life carrying the banner through it all. A mighty fine life, carrying the banner tough and tall. When the bell rings, we goes where we wishes, we’s as free as fishes, sure beats washing dishes. What a fine life carrying the banner home free all.”
The actors flipped, danced, and sang much to the crowd’s pleasure. Crowley looked over as saw Aziraphale positively beaming with delight. The Newsies were quickly being broken apart by the Delancey Brothers and other union busters. The audience’s eyes followed the chaos as one of the characters was caught and dragged away. As Jack Kelly began to sing Santa Fe, there was not a dry eye in the house. Aziraphale took out a handkerchief to tap at his eyes.
“Sante Fe!
My old friend I can't spend my whole life dreamin',
Though I know that's all I seem inclined to do.
I ain't gettin' any younger, and I wanna start brand new.
I need space, and fresh air-
let 'em laugh in my face, I don't care-
Save my place, I'll be there...
Just be real is all I'm askin', not some painting in my head,
'Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today.
I got nothin' if I ain't got Sante Fe!”
The crowd cheered as the song came to a finish. The emotions were displayed clearly on the actor’s face and through his voice. Everyone felt their collective hearts break for Jack Kelly.
The audience got up and filed out to the common area for some more drinks.
Aziraphale asked Crowley “So did Hell have anything to do with the poor working conditions of those children and the higher price for newspapers?”
Crowley nodded “Yes, Hell did have some influence in Pulitzer’s idea to raise the price. Greed is often traced back to Hell.”
“I quite like your suit” The young man named Alex came up and complimented Aziraphale.
“People don’t have fashion sense anymore.”
“Yours is quite nice as well” Aziraphale returned.
“I always enjoyed the 1700s fashion.”
“Same here. The only problem with the 1700s is King George. God he is annoying. He is always like “you belong to me” and “I’ll kill all of you” So extra” The young man rolled his eyes.
Crowley and Aziraphale gave each other a strange look.
“And don’t get me started on Jefferson. He thinks he is soooo much better than everyone else because he went to France.”
One of the girls came up to Alex, and stated that Aaron was getting mad, because apparently Alex had changed his ringtone to Never gonna give you up.
Alex replied “Angie, he must accept Rick Astley as his lord and savior.”
The girl sighed and tugged on Alex’s arm.
“Go apologize to him, Alex.”
The young man and woman walked away.
“That is peculiar. It seems as though they believe they are in the 1700s. I mean they have to realize they are in 2023? A whole musical was even written about them in 2015." Aziraphale remarked.
“Time is a unique thing. Past and present seem to collide much more often than we think” Crowley replied, shrugging.
The lights dimmed once more and the audience walked back into the theatre, taking their seats. The musical started up again with an energetic tap number. Kathrine, the young woman who wanted to prove herself, joined in the boys tapping. The audience enjoyed the dancing as a much-needed break from the previously mentioned song. The musical traveled one, with Kathrine being outed as Pulitzer's daughter. And a beautiful love song between Jack and Kathrine proved that they believed in each other and would not let anything stand in their way.
The newsies were back, fighting together. Fighting for all the young workers who were being abused.
“There’s change coming once and for all” The actors sang out.
To everyone’s surprise, even more actors were walking up the aisle towards the main stage. It was very powerful to be fully surrounded by the characters, as though you were part of the very movement.
The musical came to an end with Sniper being arrested and Pulitzer coming to an agreement with Jack. The actors took a final bow and were given a standing ovation.
The crowd left the theatre talking about the show. Everyone was buzzing with their opinions and thoughts.
Some of the crowd were taking turns grabbing photos with a newspaper stand in the common area. The two men Aziraphale and Crowley noticed talking in front of them were about to stand in front of the newspaper stand.
“Excuse me, would you be able to take a photo of us?” The lanky man asked Aziraphale.
Aziraphale replied with an “of course”
After the photo was snapped, the shorter man thanked them.
“This is our first time in England. We thought we might as well go and see Newsies since we are huge Broadway fans.”
The taller man smiled.
“Not just fans, you actually have performed in theatre. He was excellent in Tick, Tick, Boom!”
“Local theatre, Sonny.” The man corrected him, blushing.
“Theatre is theatre. “Arts are very important,” Aziraphale added.
The two men walked off holding hands.
Slowly Aziraphale and Crowley made their way out the front doors.
“That was magical,” Aziraphale exclaimed, leaning in to kiss Crowley on the cheek.
“Thank you for the surprise.”
“Anything for you Angel” Crowley responded, with a smile he only showed for Aziraphale.
Crowley and Aziraphale traveled back to their house. Crowley even had to admit he might have enjoyed the musical, although he would never say that out loud. The final was moving. Once and for all they were truly satisfied. Crowley and Aziraphale love were louder than words.
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“And without rules…?”
“We live like the animals.”
— Winston and the Marquis de Gramont, John Wick Chapter 4(2023)
And yet, no matter how much John resembles like a dog he’s always more humane than the antagonists. He always has held respect for others. (Read me yap about John Wick and the villains and how they’re written)
The thing I love most about John Wick antagonists is that they are a stark contrast to John in one way or another. Iosef is absolutely stupid, Santino kills his own blood, the Adjudicator never once wields a weapon, and the Marquis holds no remorse for any other person. And the biggest distinction from Wick is that they’re all arrogant, prideful and self-centered. Even the Adjudicator, yes. Since they hold so much faith in the High Table and so much ego from working for them to the point of literally raiding a fucking Continental Hotel.
John is very much dog-coded, he’s loyal to his friends and the entire reason why he’s even in the situations seen in the movies is because of his devotion to Helen, his wife. He’s beaten and marked(labeled by the Ruska Roma) several times throughout the series. He fights, he continues fighting, and there’s nothing really to stop him. Sure he’s violent, he’s absolutely murderous considering his final kill count is around 400> in the entire series but one thing to know about dogs is that they’re loyal as hell. It’s seen throughout the movies. Daisy and the unnamed dog— they all stick with John until you know, until they’re not. Even when the Osaka Continental is experiencing yet another raid by the demands of the High Table, John sticks with Koji and Akira until Koji tells him to leave for his own safety.
And for the villains, who are Iosef, Santino, Adjudicator, and Marquis— they all aren’t like John. Which is why three of them(Iosef, Santino, and Vincent) are all killed in the same way.
John has respect for people, even if it’s just a drop. And it’s clear he has no respect for these people. These people think they’re so high and mighty, yet they get killed in the same way as many others, quick and easy; through a bullet in their heads.
They all make good antagonists compared to John. Iosef is a stuck-up, spoiled bastard of a man that doesn’t know who John is and was probably raised in a shitty way by Viggo, Santino D’Antonio has had some history with John but considering Gianna’s dialogue(“I would have considered us friends.”) I’d think that John was more close with Gianna than Santino considering John’s unwillingness to kill her, the Adjudicator has no remorse and absolutely no empathy towards anyone in the series only carrying out the will of the High Table if they so demand it, and for the last antagonist in the series— the Marquis is like every other antagonists we’ve seen so far, a perfect combination to end the series.
Anyways, I’m done and good morning!
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