House-of-Playwrights

THE FORMER EMPLOYEE A Play of Labor Choices by Richard Murray CAST The Female- humanoid, wearing boots, battledress pants, a back out burgundy blouse, drinking a red drink, tattoo on her back. A Trinostril- humanoid, three nostril, two nose one bigger than the other, drunk, carrying a drink absinthe colored, drinking periodically Various nonhuman humanoids: gambling, drinking, laughing, playing board or card games. Mechanical/Robotic: bar owner, bartender, card dealers, waiters, security Setting A bar full of nonhuman, while humanoid, customers owned plus operated by mechanicals. A U.S.A. western wooden saloon entrance. It is dawn. The female sit centrally alone at a table, still or quiet. (Enter the Trinostril, stumbling, belching. He notice the female , and stumble to her table.) The Trinostril (drunkenly) eh pretty lady. Want to see my tattoo? (Absent waiting. The Trinostril pull up a sleeve and show his tattoo) The Female Anara

# Scene 1 - INT Housing # Narrow corridor with rationed lighting creating dim pools of illumination amid the darkness. The metal walls have many doors, each about ten feet apart with a perpendicular corridor between every set of five doors. The halls extending off into the distance for perhaps a mile or more. RUS, a slim and wiry man, creeps along the corridor. His clothes seem dark, but in light several uniform stripes of dark forest green can be seen wrapped around his gray sleeves, collar, chest and belt. A sheen of sweat covers his face and his eyes are wide and darting. Silence can't be easy on these metal floors, but he is both silent and quick. At any sounds, from the CREAK of a door to any distant echoing FOOTSTEPS, he pauses. Stopping at one intersection, he glances down to a small wristband device with a faint holographic map display. He peers around a corner at one particular door, then slips off into the darkest shadows of a nearby wall. A teen GIRL in a silver-white

A lone monorail was all that connected the ancient factory to civilization. Beneath it was a flooded valley. Its most notable feature was the mile-long elevator that descended into a body of black water. Underwater a meeting would take place between a man and a savior of sorts. The room was dark, with little more than a bleach white table, with a knob welded to its underside; Along with a cage cloaked in a layer of unnatural darkness, rusted but unbothered by the damage. Natas sat down at the table. The blood on his hands tainted its pristine surface as he wiped his palms against it. As he stared he cleared his throat and began to speak. Natas: “AWAKEN! I WANT what I am owed..." Thousands of crimson eyes stirred in the shadows, the maws mixed into the mass snapping against the bars of the cage. A black tendril lunged to grasp the Natas but he swiftly turned the knob. The floodlights surrounding the cage flicked on their hum drowned out by the monster's screams. Thing:

Two people standing in an atelier. Lots of canvases, buckets of colours, brushes etc. are standing and lying around. Some objects are covered with white linen sheets. A green antiquated sofa is standing on the side. One painting in the background shows an elephant in front of a sunlit sky. One person (A) is painting a colourful portrait, the other one (B) looks at a delicate staircase in the middle of the room, with steps in the size of piano keys and leading to a hole in the ceiling. B: So what’s with these stairs? A: Oh, I don’t know. B: You don’t know? A: You see, they’ve been here when I moved in. B: You never wondered where they lead? A: Why would I? B: Well… A: I painted them a few times. B: Of course. B ist walking some steps of the stairs with their fingers, shaking their head in disbelief. A keeps painting. It knocks and a third person (C) is entering the room. A nods to C who is looking around the room, grabs a pack of cigarettes that’s lying on a small table. C

Onto the 53rd Annual President's Play from Richard Murray CHARACTERS Fofo, Caribbean Sovereign League Chief Commander Tonton, her husband Billy, an electrical humanoid servant SETTING In a vehicle with two bench seats, driven by Billy, through the celebrating ways in the air or on the ground between buildings. Fofo and Tonton are in the back seat, wearing blue and white clothes to honor Iemanja. They are being driven to the 53rd annual President's Play at the main stage in the Castle Blanco, in Nova York City, the capitol of the Union de Stados Americanos, during the first day of the Tides of Yemanja, February second being the Lavagem de Iemanja, in the year 2217. ACT (Tonton looks toward his window as the sound of people cheering partying or celebrating emanates. He slowly or gently closes the window and turns to Fofo; the cheering isn't muted but at a whisper. She is smiling gently while introspective. They hold each other's hand. Their official pirate hats are on