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Chesca- scene 1, final draft

Ronald woke up to the sound of the paper boy throwing the weekly London Times newspaper at his small house’s doorstep. He read the top of the page, to check the date: May 1, 1876 Suddenly Ronald felt oddly hungry so he grabbed his last egg from the counter, and put it on the stove that William had sold to him. The stove was a shiny metallic color, and ran on magnetic electric power (something William had invented instead of using regular gas power like the rest of the world.) Ronald put the egg on a frying pan and turned on the strange stove, until it was done cooking. Ronald went to turn the heat off but when he touched the nob, he felt a shock run through his arm and snached it back. “Blimey for the love of the queen! William your inventions are absolutely terrible!” Ronald exclaimed out loud even though there was no one around to hear it. He reached out his hand to turn it off, and succeeded. Furious, Ronald stepped out onto the cobble street, looked around at the drab buildings that sourounded him, and headed for William’s apartment. Ronald reached William’s doorstep, and knocked on it angrily for he could still feel the electrical shock through his arm. On the other side of the door Ronald could hear metallic things banging about, until finally William opened the door. “That didn’t take long at all!” Ronald said sarcastically, and looked William from head to toe because he was wearing an absurd white apron, broken glasses, and his blonde hair messy and very unattractive. “I’m so sorry Ronald, do come in.” William said, now aware of how odd he looked. Ronald stepped into Will’s apartment, and saw all of William’s wacky inventions, metal bit and bobs. Ronald looked to the right, and saw a huge machine with flashing lights and which was beeping obnoxiously. “Will what in the world is this?” Ronald asked curiously, arching a brow, “That my friend, is a cloning machine I made. It doesn’t work yet, but it will.” William assured him.. “Of course, and why are you making this?” Ronald asked “Well, the extra magnetic field is investing on...” He continued explaining, but Ronald barely listened. He was more interested in the thing on the shelf that caught his eye. It was a small puppet. Something about it apealed to Ronald. He decided that his would be his newest acquisition from Will's workshop.

Once back in his apartment, Ronald picked up the puppet and eyed it criticly. He noticed its ragged clothes and chiped and scratched wood. Its paint was fading and several of its joints were broken. He hadent thought it to be in horrid condition back at the shop. "you are but a pice of trash' he said outloud and tossed the puppet over his sholder into a corner. "Owch!" A small voice exclaimed as the puppet clatterd to the floor. "Please dont throw me around like that." Ronald spun around and his jaw almost hit the floor when he saw the puppet sitiing up, rubbing his shoulder. "Wha-what?" stamerd ronald, staring. Then he regained his composture and drew himself upright. " Why are you talking?" he asked the puppet, angry at having been taken by surprised. "And how dare you scare the wits out of me, you devilish creature?' "And im throwing you out, you strange scrap of wood!" Ronald exclaimed angrily, and moved to wards the puppet, ready to pick it up and throw it out his only tiney window. "No, Please!" cried the poor puppet,cowering in a corner. "I can be of great use to you! I can make you money!" This stopper Ronald in his tracks. He liked mony. In fact he loved mony. He could never get inough of it. "How?" he asked suspisiously."This better not be a trick." "Oh, no, i promise, its not!" said the puppet. "I know you are a puppeteer, and you havent been verry sucsefull an-" "Not succsesful!" Rored ronald."How dare you! All i need is a break! Then i shall be more rich than the queen!" "Calm down! Please!"begged the puppet."Look, i can be your break! I can dance and sing and tumble all by myself! Your audience will think you are the greatest puppet master in the world!" "Hmm" mused Ronald. The puppets idea was appealing to him. "Wait!" he exclaimed "Whats in it for you?" "Well, um, see ronald, i wasent allways a puppet." murmured the puppet looking sad. "I was a young man named Albert once. I was selfish and greedy, though, and because of that events occured that left me like this." He gestured to himself. "The energy and love your audience will give me shall make me a man again." "Hmm, so you wont work for me forever?" asked Ronald, looking unhappy at this idea. "Oh, no! Just till im human again and you are rich enough to help and protect others less fortunate than you. But remember Ronald... You MUST be generouse and kind."

sarah scene 3 Ronald spent all day getting ready for his first puppet show. He built a stage using scraps of wood he found in the street and he built a make-shift theater in the middle of a market where rich people often passed by. Pedestrians wafted by their in expensive waistcoats and gowns frowning disapproving yet curious looks at Ronald from below their hats. As soon as Ronald took out the puppet and Albert started talking, people started to gather. Some pretended they were not paying attention until they couldn’t resist any longer and they walked towards the show. Albert the puppet instantly fascinated people. He danced and sung and tumbled just like he had promised. Thus began Ronald's puppet show and his crowd grew larger every time. Ronald’s spectators gave him money sometimes, but it still wasn’t enough for Ronald, he remained dissatisfied. After one of his many successful shows a man walked towards Ronald and said “Would you like to present your show in a real stage boy?” Ronald was caught off guard. “Yes, im talking to you and I’ve been looking for a show to be presented in my theatre “Royal hall” but all the other acts ive looked into are too expensive and not really worth it after what I‘ve seen you do, I’ll give you 5 pounds a week” the man shoved 5 pounds into Ronald’s hand. ”Tomorrow night at seven don’t be late”

Ronald and Albert's success grew and grew and stories of their talent traveled far and wide. “Thank you, thank you, ladies and gents! be here tomorrow for more Albert!” cried Ronald and at that the crowd he had just finished entertaining exploded into cheers. Its hard to believe that a little while ago Ronald had been just a poor man trying to make a living off puppet shows in the market and now he has his own show in Royal Hall every night. As Ronald watched stagehands gathering his props from the stage a young very beautiful woman came up to him and said “I love your show I come every night” Ronald smiled in return barely even meaning it. "Of course you do. Im in it arent i?" He said condesendingly. The young woman’s face stiffened at the fake smile and cocky words. , “ Albert is so handsome too bad he isn’t real he would be the perfect man” she answerd and left without another word. Daniela: “Your puppet is so handsome!” Ronald mimicked as he wached her step into a carage and leave through his window. “what is she talking about? You are the ugliest little thing I’ve ever seen! How did she even notice you when I was right next to you! surely my looks would have taken all her attention!” he said as he closed the backstage door “It’s only reasonable that she would’ve seen me however handsome you are, it is a puppet show after all.” Said Albert meekly. “Silence!” Ronald scorned “it’s obvious that she was trying to compliment me but wasn't even smart enough to do it right! Stop trying to steal my spotlight! If I have one last problem with you I’ll lock you in a box!” Ronald began to admire himself in the mirror mumbling something like “I still look as good as ever don’t I?” while Albert sat on a table thinking “I hope he’ll change soon.”

Joseph Eugenia Scene 4, 4th draft
===Ronald glanced at the clock, he noticed that it was getting late and started to leave. Then, once again he started to think about what the lady said. How could she have said that? A filthy puppet? Looking like him? How rude of her. Then, he lookedat himself in the mirror and compared himself to the puppet. It can't be, he thought. He tried not to admit it at first, but inside, he knew it was true. The puppet was looking shiny and new, and he was stained and ragged. “Hey, have you taken a shower lately?” asked Ronald. “No. Its just the love from the audience. I did tell you about it” The puppet was afraid he haddent gotten it. “I don’t believe you.” Ronald roughly threw Albert into one of the stage repair boxes that was laying behind the candle stick. “What are you doing?” shouted Albert. “Keeping my money! I just about have it all figured out. Somehow, you are more human. if you turn into a human, no one will want to come and see my performance! A puppet doing things a human does is very entertaining, but a human doing things a human does is just normal. From now on, I am going to keep you inside that box anytime you are not preforming. Now stop moving in there and let’s get to the house! I’m not taking an eye off of you.” Ronald blew out the candle, picked up the box and went home. At the apartment Ronald kept his promise and forced Albert to sleep in that hard box all night. The next day, when they arrived at the theater, Ronald finally let Albert out of the box. Albert felt relieved to be free. As he looked out into the audience, he realized that hundreds of people gathered at the Royal Hall, just to see him, and he felt happy. They preformed for one hour as usual, and Albert, feeling a bit feisty, decided to close the show with a joke. "Hey, Ronald, would you mind not keeping me in that box all night again? I feel as stiff as wood." Albert said, hoping Ronald would get the message. While they bowed, Ronald whispered to the puppet. "If it was not for the money, I would burn you right here for being so insolent with me in front of these people." He looked up and saw the crowd cheering and he forgot his anger contemplating the riches they would bring him.===

==== Once again Ronald was smiling up on stage, the audience was clapping and cheering merrily, asking for more. "Foolish people, they think they're getting more than what they pay for," Ronald mutterd,smirking. He then picked up his money bag which had evolved from a small aluminum can all the way to a large satchel. He slipped through the red curtains like a snake, stealthily creeping along, relieving people from their riches. Once in his cool, dark dressing room Ronald started counting counting his newly gained money, he glanced at a mirror above his head. The reflection staring back at him, was nothing like Ronald expected. What had once been a blond, young, handsome man had turned into a white-haired skinny faced man, with protruding cheekbones and a greedy smile. Ronald shuddered at the sight. "What's happening to me?" he thought to himself. "You're still greedy as ever Ronald," called a voice from within the room. Ronald looked around but couldn't find the source. The voice spoke again, "Ronald by now I would've thought that you would've changed your ways of greed and unkindness. But after all I've warned you and the opportunities you've been given, you still apparently haven't bothered changing," ====

"Yes, so?"
==== "I warned you that you had to be generous and kind throughout your whole career with me, but obviously you've ignored me, I hope you know what this means," the voice continued with a dissapointed tone. ====

"Ah shut up, your in a box, what could you possibly do to me?"
==== "You had your chance Ronald...Its to late now", and with that, the box that contained Albert starting rattling wildly, and suddenly, with a loud bang, it exploded into smithereens. When the the fragments of wood stopped pelting Ronald's face, and the smoke in the room had cleared out, Albert appeared standing in front of Ronald. But Albert was not the the same puppet that he had been a minute ago, he was taller and looked more human. His face was more alive; his cheeks were actually red, and not painted, his movement was more fluid and not stiff like a puppets. Albert then moved closer to Ronald and put his hand on his shoulder, With that, A transformation began. There was a bright flash of white light, and Ronald's bones soon transformed into wood, with every movement he took, his body started cracking and felt a lot stiffer. Albert soon rose up while Ronald shrunk into a puppet, and soon Albert was towering him, as a complete human with tall, muscular body and a lively face. Ronald on the other hand, was lying on the floor, feeling very weak and stiff, with his fake, painted eyes ever staring up at Albert. ====

Roberto Scene 7

"Yes, it is probable that someone will buy you there. Now that you know about the curse, you know how to break it."
"And what about my money? I want my money back!" Protested Ronald weakly. "Money won't bring you what you most desire, Ronald. Soon you come to know what is more precious than golden coins in your palm." With this Alberto gently hoisted Ronald into his arms, and he made made his way to to Will's workshop.

Noah continues this part in the link he put on the new plot ideas