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This isn't so much a fic, as much as a WIP of the script for a musical I'm writing. All the songs are by Rush, and the story is based on their 2112 suite. 2112 A Science Fiction Musical by Alex G. Denby Music by Neil Peart, Alex Lifeson, and Geddy Lee Italics indicate sung dialogue, plain text indicates spoken dialogue. Bold underline indicates location, plain underline indicates song. All characters’ names are placeholders, and the names used will be chosen by their respective actors. Though The Protagonist is referred to as male, the character can be male or female. Starscape 2112 Overture (Project images of starfields during The Protagonist’s speech) The Protagonist (offstage): I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening. My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons. I believed what I was told, I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all… (during the Overture, project images of war in space, and on other planets, gradually showing more victories by one side, then project the Red Star of the Solar federation before fading into darkness) (Father Brown, Father Pratt, and Father Lee enter, lights come back on) Father Brown, Father Pratt, and Father Lee: And the meek shall inherit the Earth. The Temples of Syrinx Father Brown: We’ve taken care of everything The words you read The songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure To your eye Father Pratt: It’s one for all and all for one We work together Common sons Never need to wonder How or why Father Brown, Father Pratt, and Father Lee: We are the priests Of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers Fill the hallowed halls We are the priests Of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life Are held within our walls Father Lee: Look around this world we’ve made Equality Our stock in trade Come and join the Brotherhood Of Man Father Brown, Father Pratt, Father Lee: What a nice contented world Let the banners Be unfurled Hold the Red Star proudly High in hand We are the priests Of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers Fill the hallowed halls We are the priests Of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life Are held within our walls (lights fade) Waterfall Jon: I don’t know how you managed to talk me into coming out here with you. One of these times, we’re going to get caught. The Protagonist: You worry too much. (pauses, then points) I think I see something over there. (runs over to the other side of the stage, and pulls out a guitar. Confused, he begins to pluck the strings) Discovery The Protagonist: What can this strange device be? When I touch it, it gives forth a sound It’s got wires that vibrate, and give music What can this thing be, that I’ve found? Jon: See how it sings like a sad heart And joyously screams out its pain Chords that build high like a mountain Or notes that fall gently, like rain The Protagonist: I can’t wait to share this new wonder The people will all see its light Let them all make their own music The priests praise my name on this light The Streets of Megadon Jon: Do you really think the priests are going to take kindly to your little find? The Protagonist: I don’t see why they wouldn’t. I don’t think it would undermine their work. The Temple Presentation The Protagonist: I know it’s most unusual To come before you so But I’ve found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know Listen to my music And hear what it can do There’s something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Father Brown: Yes we know It’s nothing new It’s just a waste of time We have no need for ancient ways Our world is doing fine Another toy That helped destroy The Elder Race of Man Forget about your silly whim It doesn’t fit the plan The Protagonist: I can’t believe you’re saying These things just can’t be true Our world could use this beauty Just think what we might do Listen to my music And hear what it can do There’s something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Father Pratt: Don’t annoy us further We have our work to do Just think about the average What use have they for you? Another toy That helped destroy The Elder Race of Man Forget about your silly whim It doesn’t fit the plan