The Doll Maker
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Written by: Antoinette Marmolejo
Music by: Lindsey Sterling
All music belongs to the amazing Lindsey Sterling.
Everyone knows the story of Pinocchio. A wooden boy who comes to life by a wish of a lonely toy maker, but what happens when something is trying to prevent the happily ever after. This play is a darker take of Pinocchio and one of his adventures into becoming a real boy. The doll maker, a popular marionette creator lures unexpected child to their demise. Each child is turned into a marionette to perform in the toymakers show in front of a crowd. If that marionette performs poorly and is not well liked, into a fiery furnace they will go. Pinocchio is lured into the doll maker's trap by a mysterious marionette. Pinocchio has to find a way out before he too is sent to the fiery furnace in front of the ruthless crowed if he does not perform well.
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