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THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

An asymmetry without apologies

Episode #1

“Sing a New Song Chorus Verse”

By Thomas Typewriter

(c) 2026 jason arcand

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FADE IN

The Not So Puppet Show’s short title sequence plays.

FADE OUT
FADE IN

INT. THE MUSIC HALL OF FRANCIS SPEAKS TO FRANCIS UNIVERSITY, AFTERNOON
The Music Hall is built on a bisecting stage¹. The rear plates will be the Stage. It is a raised concert stage made of dark polished wood with a curved front. A conductor’s podium has been placed at the front of the curve. The back of the stage has no curtain but instead decorative panels made of a similar dark wood, each with a small light built into the design of the top. Curved rows of chairs and music stands have been set up for the musicians. The front plates will be the Seats. It has three rows of chairs. Each row goes from stage-left to stage-right across the stage. The individual chairs are of a simple kind that hinges down with minimal padding.

LS OF SEATS AND STAGE

The first row and second row are already filled with guests. Concertgoer #1-#6 in the first row. Concertgoer #7-#12 in the second row. THOMAS THEATREMANAGER enters from stage-right and walks down the third row of the Seats. He will sit on the chair to the stage-right side of the bisection. OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER, PRIMO OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER, and SECONDO OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER follow behind him. They walk to the center of the row and sit down.

PAN IN TO MS OF THOMAS

The members of the City of Champions City Symphony start setting up on the stage. Violinist #1, Violinist #2, Violinist #3, Cellist #1, Cellist #2, and Cellist #3 enter stage-left. They filter out to the front row of chairs on the Stage. Trumpeter #1, Trumpeter #2, Trombonist #1, Frenchhorn #1, Flutist #1, Timpani #1 and Marimba #1 enter from stage-left and take up the seats in the second row of chairs on stage. All of the Audience, except Thomas, stand and applaud for the musicians. Thomas turns in his seat and faces the camera.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“I am here at Francis Speaks to Francis University with the family, attempting to hear to the City of Champion’s Symphony’s fall concert. It is a Sunday and I do not have to work. Primo and Secondo are now teenagers, and my time with them grows short. A limited window to show them this can be a world of wonders. And an even smaller window of funding to showcase these wonders due to my recent financial irresponsibility. I need to be creative. Thankfully, I have always been.”

Thomas turns to face the stage. The rows of chairs split in the middle, with the chairs on stage-right sliding to the stage-right. The chairs on the stage-left sliding to the left.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“Let me explain.”

In the newly opened area a giant brain made of building blocks is brought onto the stage by a pair of glowing hands. It is held together by the pressure of the two hands.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“Growing up I always felt broken. Like in the kind of way where my mind was all these different pieces barely being held together. That my parts were constantly slipping apart. Especially once my plurality attempted to be a singularity. Still, we were, sorry, (to self) I am Thomas and I accept these feelings and emotions are part of myself. (to camera) Sorry about that. As I was saying, I was far from perfect at holding it together. I often failed, but managed to pull it back together.”

Then the building block brain falls apart. As the parts are being reassembled, hear the HAMMERING OF A HAMMER ON AN ANVIL. Once the brain is reassembled, the sound of diminishes. The building block brain and hands pull backwards, leaving the visible are, as the two sides of the auditorium slide back into place.

SECONDO TYPEWRITER-OPERAHOUSE
(off-screen) “Dad…”

Thomas turns from looking at the audience and at Secondo in the chairs on the other side of the center.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“Yes.”

SECONDO TYPEWRITER-OPERAHOUSE
“I hope this starts soon.”

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“Me too. It shouldn’t be long now.”

SECONDO TYPEWRITER-OPERAHOUSE
“Good.”

Thomas swivels in his seat, so as to be looking behind him and out at the camera.

CUT TO CS OF THOMAS

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“These feelings of being on the edge, of being broken, persisted throughout my childhood. Persisted into adulthood, to today. But back then I thought school with its routines would be a stabilizing force but alas no. Often they amplified these feelings…”

CUT BACK

The auditorium splits in the middle again. The left side slides to the left while the right side slides to the right. From the back of the stage, a small classroom slides forward into the area between the orchestra. The small classroom is set-up as a side view of a sixth grade classroom. Two rows of three chairs go across the space with a teacher’s desk and small television on a rolling platform off to the stage-right side. MR. MYSELF&I stands next to the television. THOMAS TEENAGER sits in a center chair. OTHER STUDENT sits in one of the chairs in front of Thomas.

MR MYSELF&I
“Okay class, we are a little ahead in our lessons. Good job. Since we have some free time now, we are going to put on this video.”

Mr. MySelf&I pulls out a VHS tape from the shelf of the rolling cart the television is sitting on. He places the video in the VCR, waits for it to load, and then presses play. He exits stage-left and the lights in the classroom dim. A bright light throws out from the television bathing everyone in cathode light. Thomas gets a fearful look on his face. The Lady, THE LAD, AND THE LOCH appear in the desks next to Thomas. The Loch rolls itself into a bristle. Thomas moves in the exact same fashion. The Loch then starts to bark and growl at the screen. Thomas is frozen in panic.

THE LADY
“This is horrible.”

THE LAD
“Let’s get out of here. I do not want to watch anymore of this.”

The Lance raises his arm up at which time Thomas also moves his arm up in exact mimicry. In the background can be heard the sound of A HAMMER STRIKING METAL ON AN ANVIL. Thomas’ arm slacken as he is distracted by the sound. He looks around for its source. The Lad frustrated by Thomas’s loosing focus raises his arm up even more strongly. Thomas’s arm goes back to being fully raised and his head snaps forward.

MR. MYSELF&I
(off-stage) “Yes, Thomas?”

OTHER STUDENT
“Here goes Thomas going to say or do something weird again.”

THE LADY
(snapping head to look at Other Student) “That bitch. How dare they.”

The Lady returns her gaze to the front of the classroom. When she speaks Thomas also speaks at the same time, as if he is her puppet.

THE LADY & THOMAS TEENAGER
“Sorry Mr. MySelf&I, but would there be time for me to use the bathroom.”

OTHER STUDENT
“Oh, that wasn’t weird.”

THE LADY
(to self) “Fuck her. Saying Thomas is weird. What does she know.”

MR. MYSELF&I
“Yes. Make sure to grab the hallpass and you can go.”

THE LADY & THOMAS TEENAGER
“Thank you.”

The Lance stands and Thomas also stands at the same time and in the same way. The Lady also stands, slapping the Loch on the back of it’s head where it then stands. The small classroom is pulled off the stage. The zones of the stage slide back together. Thomas lifts his arm and puts it across the seat to the side of him allowing him to pivot and face the camera.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“I don’t know why, but through all the cracks in my life, the cracks in my personality, the cracks in my mind, cracks in words when their letters moved and changed, you get the idea, a sense of a blacksmith hammering at a forge slipped through. Red hair, orange fire, sparks of starlight. Slips and glimpses. A face beautiful but also scarred. So it is no surprise to me that I ended up worshiping that marvelous lady of the forge, Brighid. She has always been there in my life, in the background. I thought she was my sole muse. Little did I know.”

The City of Champions Orchestra comes onto the stage. The musicians sit down and tune their instruments as THE CONDUCTOR enters stage-right.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“And the great show begins.”

Thomas turns around to watch the stage. Meanwhile the Conductor walks to the podium in the center of the orchestra and bows to the musicians. He then turns and faces the auditorium chairs and the audience thereby contained. He bows. When he straightens back up he addresses the audience.

THE CONDUCTOR
“Thank you everyone for joining us today. This is our second concert of our season, so we are glad to have you out. Today’s program is called Pictures. We will start with Elar’s Serenade for Strings in e minor, then move into Lizt’s Hungarian Rhapsody No 2 in c minor, Ravel’s Pavane pour une infante defunte before ending our concert with Mussorgsky’s Pictures at an Exhibition.”

The Conductor turns to face the musicians. He picks up his baton and taps on the music stand. The musicians raise their instruments to the ready position. He signals to start and the City of Champions Orchestra starts to play Serenade in Strings in e minor. Thomas turns to face the camera.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“And through the first song, I found it nice. Not exactly the kind of music that revs my brain, but pretty nonetheless. It gave me time and spare mental bandwidth to appreciate the musicians. They were really skilled and all of this was done on a volunteer basis. Like how amazing was it that they lived complete lives and still somehow made time to ALSO do this. How amazing is that.”

The orchestra begins to play in fast forward.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“ Inspired by the talent and dedication on display, I decided to look with my quote-unquote mystic eye. Brighid was there spreading her energies across the musicians. And it was what happened next that is interesting.”

The sets slide apart from the middle again. Though this time the audience slides fully left and right, while the orchestra only slide half as far left-and right. There needs to be enough space between the two sides of the orchestra to allow a figure to approach but also allow the orchestra to still be seen. From the back shadows of the center space out walks BRIGHID THE BLESSED. She is a tall muscular female with fiery red hair. One side of her face is fair while the other is covered in scars and burns. She wears a simple leggings under a blacksmith’s apron. She is wearing a shawl that trails out to long ribbons and streamers so that when she moves and swings there is a flowing undulation to the movements. She moves along the musicians sweeping her streamers across them as they play. Every musician she touches becomes more focused and confident in the manner they play. The orchestra plays even faster, quickly reaching the end of the song. They bring their instruments to pause as the Conductor looks around. He then signals for the ready, and they raise their instruments to the ready position. He signals and they start playing Lizt’s Hungarian Rhapsody No 2 in c minor. As they play, Brighid the Blessed dances among them, inspiring each. As the song picks up tempo, hidden behind the musicians, AHN’PHERA THE SURPRISE AND THE JOY emerges. They are a thin and tall androgynous figure, dressed in shiny black tap shoes, tan oversized khaki pants held up with black suspenders over a white button up cotton long-sleeve shirt. They have a short haircut with a side part and long bangs swooping over to cover their face. They are bouncing a yellow ball. They move through the back of the musicians, staying hidden, but taking sudden acrobatic or dance moves when a loud note is hit and then sinking into the background. They will also be bouncing the ball around the stage as they move.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“It was then I noticed a second spirit of inspiration. Moving in the background, I could catch fleeting views. Small details. Androgynous. Dressed like a dancer. Moving like some cross of Gene Kelly and Charley Chaplin. They were hypnotic. Then when the song goes into the second section and surprises me, they leap out.”

As the orchestra shifts to playing the friska portion of the piece, Ahn’Phera jumps out to the center of the stage. They dance and clown around Brighid the Blessed, pointing to each of the elements that jumps in unexpectedly.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“I said who is this, and I instantly knew. This was Ahn’Phera, the muse and goddess of surprises in art. They are working through all the artists proving that unexpected element that makes the work interesting and vibrant. Surprises not only for the audience, but also the artist.”

Brighid and Ahn’Phera’s dancing becomes more energetic and lively as the song reaches its crescendo. The piece ends, the two deities pause. Ahn’Phera throws the yellow ball off-stage over the musicians’ heads and silently back flips out of view. Brighid glides out of view. The Audience claps in applause. The two sides of the stage slide back together. The audience members all stand and continue to clap. Thomas slows his clap and rotates to talk to the camera.

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“And in the days that would follow, I would ponder what I had seen here. Here was a new muse, but where this was my first full viewing of them, their fingerprints spread across my whole life. The films I did not expect to be good and then turned out great. The song that comes on the radio that you stop what you are doing and have to sing along to. A quick glimpse of something beautiful as you are commuting. That time you accidentally get bumped and end up in the right spot to see angles and ornamentation of the buildings line up. That time the story took a left turn. Hell, anytime any art takes a sudden turn. The world has Bridghit looking over all artists and helping them, among her many duties, but it also has Ahn’Phera dancing in and out ensuring that art has surprises and interesting texture. That is a world I can believe in. A world I can have hope that I can find joy. Blessed be Brighid. Blessed be Ahn’Phera.”

Thomas nods his head in a short prayer then turns back to his family.

THOMAS THEATREMANGER
“Wow. Was that something or was it not? I am so glad I came out with all of you.”

SECONDO OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
“Thanks Dad. Glad to be here too.”

PRIMO OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
“I wonder what will be next?”

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“That is the question, isn’t it.”

SECONDO OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
“What ever it is, I’m sure it will be great.”

THOMAS THEATREMANAGER
“I bet you’re right. Now lets quiet down and listen. They are about to start the next song.”

PAN OUT

FADE OUT

¹A Bisecting Stage is a specially constructed and laid out stage. It will be constructed in a way that the stage will be divided in four sections. The front and rear of the stage will be separated. Then the front and rear will also be divided into left and right sections. Each section will be built on a movable plate. This will require four plates. The plates will allow the front part of the stage to be pulled apart followed by the rear part of the stage to be pulled apart. This will allow a third area of the stage to opened up that will be referred to as the Imaginary Section.