Introducing the stage adaptation based on Repo! The Genetic Opera! No new songs, just my take on how a stage musical of the show would be directed if it was directed by me. I've added in some dialogue to make it more viewer-friendly. If the show were to be adapted into a musical, personally it would be just that: A musical, and I wouldn't have it be through-sung. Enjoy!

It's the year 2056 when the Repo Man strikes and who everyone fears of. But the Gravrobber that roams and befirends Shilo Wallace meets something better than a Graverobber it's a long lost daugter of an old friend. Some of the lines are in italic and there atcully lines i've made up myself, all you can do is make a tune to them and put yourself in the character shoes. Some songs maybe from other songs that you may know. I do not own the character expect Daneille and Rook, I do not own Repo! The Genetic Opera or most of the characters. Enjoy! :D

After that fateful night at the Opera, Shilo ran. Ran away from the horrors of GeneCo - and the Games. She knew she was a Purist, and all Purists from different Areas had to be entered in the Arena; there was no way in the world she'd run that company. Living on the streets, Shilo found help: Graverobber, a Zydrate dealer, grave robber and Purist on the run. As three years passed, and the media soon forgot about the poor girl who left the Opera, the two are living on the streets, selling Zydrate and grave robbing for a living. They thought they'd continue to outrun GeneCo. But they were wrong: they were chosen as the Tributes of Area 12. With Graverobber's help, and more along the way, Shilo Wallace will have to make it through the Games alive - “It's the 21st Century cure.” (Crossover with Repo! The Genetic Opera and The Hunger Games. Co-author: writer4change)

A take on the two classic tales as old as time , Beauty and the Best, and The Phantom of the Opera. OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo

EDITING The young maiden of life meets the king of death for the first time. "Well, speak of the devil." "I prefer Hades, actually." Myths will not be followed exactly...

[Doctor Who] "Doctor....What.. what are you wearing.?" "Clara, nothing obviously. Do I need the TARDIS to scan you?" He grinned, waving at her gran excitedly. She waved back and Clara pulled The Doctor into the kitchen. "Doctor, what are you doing?!" "Celebrating Thanksgiving, Clara!" "With no clothes on?" Clara yelled, gesturing towards him. A thick coat of blush coated her cheeks and she threw one of her dads long trench coats at him. His eyes flashed with understanding and his cheeks turned red. "Clara.. are.. are you supposed to wear clothes to this kind of thing," He whispered, pulling on the coat.