Ride The Cyclone Script

Introduction part of the script

{Karnak the puppet with carnival music in the background}

Karnak: Hello I am the amazing Karnak this is not a boast but rather what it says on my legal patton as a fortune telling machine I was designed to predict the exact place, cause, and time of a person's death a morbid function I know but that is precisely why I was put to family fun time novelty mode turns out  being told your exact place and time of your death with your friends or family with your mouth full of corn dog at a fair ground is the exact opposite of fun while I can still predict the death of anyone who goes in front of me I am not capable of expressing it I can even guess my own demise I always could tonight in this room in a little over an hour meet my executioner a rat I have named Vergil for the last two years he has been chewing on my wires but in a little over an hour he will chew his way through a wire with many bolts of electricity killing us both instantly and because there is nothing more base then death for tonights entertainment, I decided Vergil shall play the bass {Vergil plays a base solo then leaves the stage  as Karnak continues} Even with my Devine smarts I am still very well aware animals can't play musical instruments but when you've been alone as long as me you tend to imaginate stuff about your friends but before we begin tonight's entertainment let me lay down some ground rules the first rule one that has baffled theatre go-ers for a very long time the arm rest to your left is yours the arm rest to your right is your neighbors if you think both armrests are yours in any way {Says in a comedic way} you are part of the problem also please refrain from the use of your phone notifications or flashlight no calls will have life consequences {leans down reading the future with a Cristal ball} except for one of you but you can take pictures and videos without a flash but accidents happen and tonight I will speak of 6 teenagers who lives ended abruptly from a roller coaster accident in small town called uranium in the middle of nowhere the former saint cassian chamber choir who on Monday September 14th would board the cyclone roller coaster at 6:17 pm at 6:19 the same roller coaster had it's front Axel break derailing it at the apex of the great old loopty loop hurtling the children to their deaths tonight I speak of these 6 teenagers robbed of their future in a mass tragedy lumped together as the six saints on the national media my part in the story was reading each one of the students fortune I felt the hopes, thoughts, and dreams knowing they would board the coaster and couldn't tell them not to I even said to ride it tonight I Conger the choir who an hour before there death participated in a singing competition in the uranium city music competition {the choir goes on stage}

ocean: I thank the dear adjudicator who considered the saint cassian choir for our senior concert we are thrilled to be here once again at the Canadian National singing competition last year we got second place

Karnak: they were the only choir in competition

Ocean: this shows how high the standards are for excellence in uranium city because even in competition with yourself you can walk away a loser Constance {Motions for Constance to speak}

Constance: our first song was written by our choir conductor Father Luis P. Marcus he was inspired by traditional African folk music specifically the lion King

Ocean: here is our Omagh to our very own fall fair