#aka satan

[marybeatriceofmodena]

I've read an interview Philip Griffiths gave over a year ago about being fired from poto after 29 years and it's heartbreaking. But I'm not even surprised given how mackintosh treats most of the actors that worked for him. He stabbed John Owen Jones, of all people, in the back multiple times...

Oh yeah, like, I love everyone in the post-pandemic cast (and the whole situation is not their fault at all, I'm glad we got Lucy, James, Rhys, Holly, Anouk, Saori, Ellie, and so on but I really wish it was under better circumstances) but the fact that CamMack fired the pre-pandemic cast and crew over Zoom (many of which like Philip Griffiths were with the show for decades) made me lose whatever little respect I still had left for him, and the Broadway production closing is the final nail in the coffin. But then again, he fired Hal Prince from POTO back in the 80s, so I can't say I'm surprised. (And lemme tell ya, Hal was a fucking saint to have come back after Trevor Nunn got fired)

I don't know about poor treatment of JOJ, though, can anyone elaborate?

[great-cats]

The (un)holy trinity

[brittanysbitch]

what harry greene wishes he had the balls to do

[midnightmass-enthusiast]

Two-Bit will snort hot cheetos

[pinkniz]

I was doing so well until they appeared

[pigeonproductionsbirth]

Things are starting to get weird...

credit to my fellow pigeon productions creator, Lucy aka Sucy

[birdonawiresara]

💔

Send 💔 for my muse to have all memories of yours erased.

As soon as Sara heard someone on the stairs of the clock tower, she knew it wasn’t one of her family members or friends. The gait was off, and the bike parked out back wasn’t one that she’d seen before, either. And yet, they walked with purpose. Like they knew where they were headed, like they knew that she was here. So she pulled her bo staff, easily disappearing into the many shadows that enveloped the top floor, waiting to see what the intruder did next.

Or, rather, what would happen to the intruder next. Because she’d set up traps all over the entire room, using her environment to her advantage in case any of her enemies came calling. And it was only a matter of seconds before the man - she could now see that it was a man - tripped himself up in one.

But he didn’t.

Sara watched with wide eyes as he stepped around them or disabled them altogether, as if he’d done it a thousand times before, and she was dumbfounded. It was impossible. He was impossible.

Not willing to wait until he found her, she used the element of surprise against him and flipped out in front of him, her bo staff at his neck, “Who are you? And talk fast - I don’t ask twice.”

[maximura]

I have never seen such casual disrespect in my entire fucking life. You will all be hearing from my lawyers.