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A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Amber Heard as HERMIA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hh9yZWeTmVM
The beginning / One ok rock
 
If then true lovers have been ever crossed,
It stands as an edict in destiny.
Then let us teach our trial patience,
Because it is a customary cross,
As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,
Wishes and tears, poor fancy’s followers.
 
- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 1.1.

A Midsummer Night’s Dream
 
Astrid Berges-Frisbey as HELENA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFerLNdpwO4
One Way or Another / Blondie
 
Call you me “fair”? That “fair” again unsay.
Demetrius loves your fair. O happy fair!
Your eyes are lodestars, and your tongue’s sweet air
More tunable than lark to shepherd’s ear
When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear.
Sickness is catching. Oh, were favor so,
Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go.
My ear should catch your voice. My eye, your eye.
My tongue should catch your tongue’s sweet melody.
Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated,
The rest I’d give to be to you translated.
O, teach me how you look and with what art
You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.
 
- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 1.1.

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♦ Part II - Independents

12. The Guild of the Faceless Men
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ao2u7F_Qzg
The Rasmus / In The Shadows
 
Followers of Him of Many Faces consider death to be part of the natural order of things and a merciful end to suffering. For a price, the Guild will agree to kill anyone in the world, considering this contract to be a sacrament of their god. The price is always high or dear, but within the means of the person if they are willing to make the sacrifice. The cost of their services depends on the prominence and security of the target.
An elite group of followers within the Guild, called the Faceless Men, are trained to perform this task. Faceless Men are occasionally women. Only rarely would they train a child. They are trained to use all their senses to root out deception and create their disguises, seemingly possessing magical abilities that allow them to change their appearance at will. Part of their training includes discarding their true identity in a nihilistic way, thinking of themselves as "no one".
The Faceless Men reconvene at the House of Black and White, the "temple" of the Many Faced God, whilst there they discuss the potential jobs for the month and dole these contract assassinations out through a round table. They use a variety of methods to kill their targets, including a poison called "the strangler". They also cure the faces of the dead who come to die in their sanctuary, hanging these on the wall as macabre masks for use in their disguises during assassination contracts. These are more than masks, the original skin of the Faceless Man is removed and the new face is applied, leaving a residual memory on the Faceless Man. In this way, the Faceless Men are using tools as part of their disguise and glamour, rather than outright magic for disguises, like Melisandre or other followers of R'hllor.
Their fee is for a precise killing, in many cases looking like an accident, rather than an outright murder.
A Faceless man may not kill a person he knows

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♦ Part IV - Characters

36. Other Characters: The Faceless Men
Character Focus: Waif
feat. Jodelle Ferland as Waif
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kG1ULBNCj0w
eRa / Sentence
 
Valar Morghulis
"I was born the only child of an ancient House, my noble father's heir",
 
"My Mother died when I was little, I have no memory of her. When I was six my father wed again. His new wife treated me kindly until she gave birth to a daughter of her own. Then it was her wish that I should die, so her own blood might inherit my father's wealth. She should have sought the favor of the Many-faced God, but she could not bear the sacrifice he would ask of her. Instead, she thought to poison me herself. it left me as you see me now, but I did not die. When the healers in the House of the Red Hands told my father what she had done, he came here and made sacrifice, offering up all his wealth and me. Him of Many Faces heard his prayer. I was brought to the temple to serve, and my father's wife received the gift"
 
The Waif is a priest of the Many-Faced God in the House of Black and White. She does not give her name. She wears a robe with a cowl of black on the right side white on the left side. She appears to be a young girl, however she is 36 years old.
She appears to be a child because of her dealing with poisons

The Game of Thrones Challenge
♦ Part IV - Characters
 
36. Other Characters: The Faceless Men
Character Focus: The ugly little girl
(Arya Stark in the House of Black and White
feat. Rooney Mara as older Arya Stark)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlQGgDE9NNk
Meg & Dia / Monster
 
Valar Morghulis
 
The price is you. The price is all you have and all you ever hope to have.
We took your eyes and gave them back. Next, we will take your ears and you will walk in silence, you will give us your legs and crawl.
You'll be no one's daughter, no one's wife, no one's mother.
Your name will be a lie and the very face you wear
will be a lie
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"Cat of the Canals"
“You are marked by the way you speak, so you must be some girl of Westeros… but a different girl, I think.”
She bit her lip. “Could I be Cat?”
“Cat.” He considered. “Yes. Braavos is full of cats.”
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"No One"
 
He cupped her chin. “Who are you?”
 
“No one.”

A Midsummer Night’s Dream
 
Diane Kruger as TITANIA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBf2v4mLM8k
Ellie Goulding / Starry Eyed
 
Come now, a roundel and a fairy song.
Then for the third part of a minute, hence—
Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,
Some war with reremice for their leathern wings
To make my small elves coats, and some keep back
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep.
Then to your offices and let me rest.
 
- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 2.2.

Hamlet
 
Ben Barnes as Hamlet
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSoIWEGL1YM
Imagine Dragons / Demons
 
To be, or not to be? That is the question—
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And, by opposing, end them? To die, to sleep—
No more—and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to—’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished! To die, to sleep.
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.—Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia!—Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered.
 
- William Shakespeare,Hamlet, 3.1.

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♦ Part IV - Characters

26. The Stark Family:
Character Focus: Brandon Stark
feat. Henry Cavill as Brandon Stark
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtXc9h2nki8
Howl / Florence + The Machine
 
“He was the true heir, the eldest, born to rule.”
 
Brandon Stark, older brother to Eddard Stark, Lyanna Stark and Benjen Stark, was the original heir to Winterfell prior to Robert’s Rebellion. Brandon was forced to watch as his father was cooked alive in his own armor by the Mad King. He was bound with a leather cord around his neck and a longsword just out of reach, and he strangled himself trying to get to the sword to save his father.

Hamlet
 
Ben Barnes as Hamlet
Eleanor Tomlinson as Ophelia
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEcKEFlREcs
(Don't fear) The Reaper / H.I.M.
 
Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.
 
- William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 2. 2.

Romeo & Juliet:
 
Juliet's "Suicide"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ggY2QrL4qPc&list=PL6EA88224BAA6E258
Roméo & Juliette: De La Haine À L'amour
 
Come, vial.
What if this mixture do not work at all?
Shall I be married then tomorrow morning?
No, no. This shall forbid it. Lie thou there.
What if it be a poison, which the friar
Subtly hath ministered to have me dead,
Lest in this marriage he should be dishonored
Because he married me before to Romeo?
I fear it is. And yet, methinks, it should not,
For he hath still been tried a holy man.
How if, when I am laid into the tomb,
I wake before the time that Romeo
Come to redeem me? There’s a fearful point.
Shall I not, then, be stifled in the vault
To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in,
And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?
Or, if I live, is it not very like
The horrible conceit of death and night,
Together with the terror of the place—
As in a vault, an ancient receptacle,
Where for these many hundred years the bones
Of all my buried ancestors are packed;
Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,
Lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say,
At some hours in the night spirits resort—?
Alack, alack, is it not like that I,
So early waking, what with loathsome smells,
And shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth,
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad—?
Oh, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
Environèd with all these hideous fears,
And madly play with my forefather’s joints,
And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud,
And, in this rage, with some great kinsman’s bone,
As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
Oh, look! Methinks I see my cousin’s ghost
Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body
Upon a rapier’s point. Stay, Tybalt, stay!
Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here’s drink. I drink to thee.
 

- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 4.3