Week 15 championship: Cereal_Killa (5-1) vs. zygote (11-3) \\ zygote wins via no-show

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Season 3



The Basics | Read the full rules here (http://netcees.co/showthread.php?t=54688).

Verses are due Friday at 11:59 p.m. PT. THERE ARE NO EXTENSIONS.

Votes are due Sunday at 11:59 p.m. PT.

Verses may not exceed 48 lines or 650 words unless agreed upon by the opponent.

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Topics this week are available for your choosing here (http://netcees.co/showthread.php?t=75486).

Good luck, Cereal_Killa and zygote.

[zygote]

THE SUICIDAL IDEATION OF A CANCER PATIENT.

ACT ONE.
SCENE ONE.

John’s house INTERIOR. FRONT STAGE LEFT. John sits on a plain wooden chair.
STAGE RIGHT. ANNE ENTERS (visibly shaking)

ANNE: You bastard! How could you not tell me?
JOHN: What?
ANNE: Why would you keep this from me?
JOHN: I forgot.
ANNE: Oh John how long have you kept all of this to yourself?
JOHN: (to audience) In a way, I’m glad for the diagnosis.
(to Anne) I don’t know, a while I guess.
(to audience) I was struggling. Before cancer I was just sleeping.
Now I have found meaning. I mean to die. Cancer is my suicide.
These cells that uncontrollably replicate throughout my marrow are my salvation.
They are my newfound motivation and my driving force, my selfesteem.
Before cancer I was not a human being. I was a shell, an empty husk, a -
ANNE: (interrupts) I’ve had enough, you can’t always leave me out like this!
JOHN: Why not?
ANNE: We’re the only family we have left!
JOHN: I’m dying.
ANNE: It’s unfair.

Pause.

JOHN: (stands up) I’m going to get a glass of water.
ANNE: What the fuck. You are dying.
JOHN: Yes I know.
ANNE: And the cancer is terminal.
JOHN: Apparently so. (sits down)
ANNE: Why are you so casual? Why are you smiling?
JOHN: I am an open book.
ANNE: Stop lying to me.
JOHN: (arms outstretched) I wear my heart on my sleeve.
ANNE: You know I fucking hate your clichés. Why didn’t you at least call me when you found out?
JOHN: Look I’m sorry Anne. I just figured we hadn’t spoken since your son’s funeral -
ANNE: Don’t you fucking bring that up.
JOHN: Why not? I have cancer. He had cancer -
ANNE: Shut the fuck up.

Pause.

ANNE: How long do you have left?
JOHN: I’ve missed my deadline. I was told that last month would be my last month.
ANNE: Wait, you’re supposed to be dead already? (chews thumbnail)
JOHN: Yes. Last month I went to Milton, I threw rocks off the pier like when we were little with Dad.
(scratches neck) I thought that it would make me happy, but it was just cold and damp.
I forgot to bring a sweater. Everything there has changed so much.
They closed down the dockyard and replaced Centenary Park with a supermarket and a parking lot.

Pause.

ANNE: What the fuck John. You need to talk to someone.
JOHN: Why?
ANNE: You’re dying and you’re complaining about parking lots?
JOHN: I’m not complaining, I’m just telling you. You said I need to talk to someone, we’re talking now.
ANNE: Not about this. About death. About how you feel about this.

BLACKOUT, SPOTLIGHT JOHN.

JOHN: (to audience) Why must everything revolve around feelings?
Everyone wants to talk about death. I don’t want to talk about anything.
So how do I feel? I feel weak, I feel dehydrated,
I feel pain in my knees and in my elbows and in my shoulders.
I have headaches, I sweat a lot, and I’ve had heavy weight loss.
How do I feel? I don’t know how I feel,
I don’t feel sad or disappointed, I don't feel overwhelming fear.
I feel physically sick, but mentally I feel the same.
The same as always. I don’t feel like I understand death.
I don’t feel like this is a struggle. I accept it.
I just feel numb and unconcerned.
My mind slowly turns, nothing occurs, I just can't figure it out.
(to Anne) I don’t know how I feel. Can you help me up?

[big baby]

I see zygote channeled his inner dull boy lmao!!!!!!!!