Donne Di Fora
Project Overview
Title: Tales From The Aether - Season 3 - Donne Di Fora
Project Type: historical fantasy audio drama
Union/Non-Union: non-union
Length: 7 episodes, 60 pages total
Recording Period: files due October 24th
Recording Location: remote
Compensation: based on a self-funded budget and varies per role - see each role for details
Audition Deadline: Tuesday, September 23rd
You can view our full casting call here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/12qc2wHtJJQ6sHfzPSVBlTO6GeZqI1Lo0oVKGlcpwneU/edit?usp=sharing
About Donne Di Fora:
In mid-19th century New York City, two Sicilian sisters chase the promise of a new life. But when the younger begins pursuing a career in theatre, the stories she writes have an odd way of becoming real, for better and for worse.
A Taiwanese shopkeeper in their tenament, plotting a secret escape with the woman he loves, watches his own life unravel on the sister's stage. He becomes convinced her words are a spell. To break free, he must confront the strange magic that binds them all.
This historical fantasy anthology is an award-nominated fiction podcast that received a ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ review from Podcast Magazine
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A megolamanic dreamer with a sharp tongue, Vittoria knows her plays have the power to shape reality itself. Bold, restless, and often defiant of authority. As the audio drama goes on, however, her power drains her, leaving her coughing and hoarse.
Vittoria is 16 in the script, and should have a bright, higher register voice, but a dry sarcasm to her as well. As the story goes on, her voice weakens. It starts with her clearing her raspy throat, and ends with her hoarse and coughing relentlessly.
Direction on sides:
- Early in the play. Her voice is clear and youthful. Her tone is dry and sarcastic.
- In broken English, Vittoria threatens a producer at Park Theatre with her power. She’s starting to clear her throat at this point in the story.
- This is part of her last line in the story. Her voice should be hoarse and worn with relentless coughing. She should sound on the verge of death.
- english
- italian
- sicilian
- female young adult
- podcast
The magic I wield is in my pen. I tell my own stories. Not ones passed down to me from a dusty old book from dusty old men.
First act of new play. Familiar character. He look and sound and act like you. He lose job. He lose wife. He lose kids. He lose... everything. Second act, not written. Maybe he hires a laundress and wins job back, wife back, everything. And more.He could be richest man on planet.
Thank you! Thank you! Please, have a seat. Please, sit. Sit. I’m proud to announce that this play, Donne Di Fora, is headed to a global stage!
Parishoner with a watchful, judgemental eye. Loving father, caring for an ill daughter.
Direction for sides:
- Speaking of his sick daughter
- He sternly defends his church from the sisters.
- His daughter has recovered and, possessed by Vittoria’s magic, has written the same play Vittoria wrote. The Priest is scared, and Signor Conti responds in support of his daughter, also under Vittoria’s spell. This line could be read naturally, or with a slight implication of brainwashing.
- english
- podcast
- italian
- male adult
Grazie, Padre. She does better with each passing day.
No, no, no. Stop right there. You’re not welcome here anymore. Off with you now.
My daughter is pure of heart, Padre. And she came up with this all on her own. Maybe it is the voice of God within her.
Self-centered gossip keen to explore her creative side. A Northern Italian who would prefer her church remained open to solely the Northerners.
Direction for sides:
- She starts to put pieces together, figuring out what Vittoria is capable of.
- Disgusted.
- Bright and inspired like she just discovered her purpose in life.
- english
- female adult
- podcast
It’s so strange. He fell just like the priest did in that play. Remember, Signor Conti? The Fall of Eli’s House.
They let anyone into this country.
God spoke to me and He took my hand and out poured this story about a hero named Orlando Furioso, a Christian paladin, who falls madly in love with a pagan princess. She doesn’t return his affection and it leads to his madness and the destruction of the world.
Bright and tender-hearted. She's caught between her familial duty and longing for her own life. Jadwiga falls for a man she cannot have, which her overbearing mother is none too happy about.
Her voice is bright and optimistic. She’s a young woman, but not specified what age - late teens to mid-twenties.
Direction for sides:
- Sassing her mother. (Translation: If you want to cook, Mama, be my guest!)
- Telling her lover in semi-broken English that she loves him.
- Her mother just told her that her lover is dead and there are people out to get her too. She cries.
- english
- polish
- female adult
- polish
- podcast
- female young adult
Jak chcesz gotować, Mamo,bardzo proszę!!
I’ll... I’ll say it plain. If you asked what I think you asked her, I would say yes.
If he’s gone, I have nothing left. Let them take me.
A stern matriarch hardened by survival, she has little patience for dreams and insists her children shoulder responsibility. Often cold and biting, she hides her vulnerability behind strictness, desperate to keep her family afloat in an unforgiving city.
Direction for sides:
- Frustration, under pressure (Translation: Jadwiga! Not so much salt! You're going to ruin it—again! And someone stir the cabbage before it burns!)
- She finally understands that Zhen is asking for her daughter’s hand. She needs to shut this down. Now.
- She found Zhen’s ring in her daughter’s possessions, so she knows they’re getting married anyway. She fakes hysteria and makes up a lie, convincingly, to get her daughter to leave the city that very night.
- polish
- english
- female senior
- podcast
- female adult
Jadwiga! Nie tak dużo soli! Znowu wszystko zepsujesz! I ktoś niech zamiesza kapustę, bo się przypali!
No! No! No.
It’s terrible. It’s just terrible. Your friend, Lin Zhen, they’ve killed him! They caught him selling opium. A fight broke out. He went mad. They had the wrong man! It was only after they searched his body that they realized. But they knew he was connected. Somehow. Some way. And they found your name scrolled on a paper in his pocket. They think we’re the ones running this whole thing.
Sides:
Who’s down there?
I can hear you down there! No point running now!
Where are you hiding? I know you’re back here…
Yes’ir.
I heard someone- some women.
Anything else I can get you Vittoria?
Uh…
Yes ma’am.
Ma’am, I’m sorry to interrupt, but Mr. Hamblin would like to see you. I told him you were writing, but he urged that it was the utmost importance.
Where should I put the scripts, Ma’am?
Thank you, Ma’am. Uh, and Ma’am? May I ask what you’re writing next?
- male adult
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Sides:
Już gotowe?! Umieram z głodu! (translation: Is it ready yet?! I’m starving!)
Ja zostanę aktorem, zobaczycie! (translation: I’ll be an actor, you’ll see!)
Okay, Mama
- child
- polish
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Sides:
Zhen, where are you off to in such a hurry?
I was just coming here to buy some black tea for Father Bianchi.
Have you not heard? Father fell down the church steps yesterday.
The doctor tended to him, but personally I find your tea to have incredible healing effects, so I thought it would be a nice gesture.
Father Bianchi has done so much for the city. It is only sensible that we take care of him as well.
How much should I...?
Oh.
Yes. Well, there was in fact something strange about the incident.
Signora Bellini said Father fell down the steps just like the priest did in Vittoria’s play.
Yes, you know, the girl with her sister.
That’s the one. And it seems absurd, but Signora Bellini said Catrina’s play was exactly what happened to Father Bianchi. The play was almost like a-
Yes. A prophecy.
Understand what?
She needs to be sent back to where she came.
It could be any of us. You saw what they wrote in the paper?
Indeed. In fact, she’s more brutish than I had imagined.
You don’t think-
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Sides:
I can’t help but wonder who’ll be next.
I did. And the depiction. Fairly accurate, I must say.
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Sides:
It’s the only way she’ll survive.
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Sides:
What does it say, darling?
Gerald! We’ll be late for tea!
I suppose the city must be made aware of this threat.
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Sides:
Hey, uh, Jong. Unusual to see you outside your shop.
Italian. Something wicked I’ll bet. Never really liked her and her sister.
I don’t believe it.
So everything she writes becomes true?
Huh. Think about what she can write for me! George from the shoe factory still owes me money from two months ago. I’m going to ask her to write him a terrible misfortune!
I am going to ask her to write me a good story. If she refuses, then I will mark her unholy and have her kicked out of our city.
Nothing but pagan crime on that godforsaken island.
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Sides:
It’s Zhen. You look very out of breath. Do you want to sit down?
The Irish girl? What did she do?
(Laughs)
That is the most senseless thing I’ve heard coming out of your mouth, Zhen.
And she can make us all rich! No more waking up early to work my ass off and still barely able to keep my stomach full.
Ok. If she really has this power as you said, what should we do?
I will try.
If she knows what’s good for her, she’ll cast her sister out.
Not unless she’s in on it.
I do. I believe they write these plays together.
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Sides:
And I’ll take the soap.
Mighty nice ring. How much?
Yoo-hoo! The ring. How much for the ring?
What, you don’t have a family to feed? Ambitions to pursue? Rent to pay? Everything has a price.
A pretty penny for something pretty modest.
Eighty-five.
Eighty-five.
Eighty. Five.
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Sides:
Let me see that.
Impossible. And yet... there’s witnesses. Many witnesses.
The boy speaks truth. Look, they have people by name and address. It’s the whole back page. And it might as well be everyone in the five points.
No, I have a contact at the Sun and a carriage waiting for me around the corner.
My dear, this story could pay for oysters and Claret at Astor House.
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Sides:
I told him the truth, that we have no season.
You have a week. One week. Your job is on the line here. Park Theatre didn’t become the biggest theatre in the new world by slapping another Greek classic together. They’re looking for work that has something to say.
What launderer do you use? I want to make sure I avoid them entirely.
No matter. Shall we speak of budget?
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Sides:
I’m sure he was thrilled to hear that.
I know, I know, but-
Ah, yes, thank you for your work today, Miss.
You’re a laundress. Trust me, if you could fix my problems, I’d hire you in a heartbeat.
Listen, it’s not personal. It’s financial. Nobody’s going to buy tickets to a woman’s play. Nobody’s going to buy tickets to an Italian’s play-
And nobody’s going to buy tickets to a laundress’ play.
Alright-
Thank you for your service. Now I must ask you to leave.
If you do, I’ll fetch the police.
Get out. Now.
My apologies. I sincerely don’t know what that was all about.
Yes. Tell me about your investor and let’s pretend that didn’t just happen.
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Sides:
It’ll be touch and go. Let him rest. I’ll be back to check in on him in the morning.
Rest. It’s been a stressful day.
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Sides:
EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! REAL-LIFE DEVIL TORTURES CIVILIANS WITH THEATRE THAT COMES TO LIFE!
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Sides:
What’s this?
Give me one of those, boy.
Well, I’ll be... I’d wager the Herald would pay a pretty penny for a story like this. Or the New York Sun.
Herald it is.
Indeed. And promptly!
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Sides:
Look! I found it! This script mentions Padre Bianchi by name.
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Sides:
Right here- this is where he falls!
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Sides:
Ummm... A play that I wrote.
No...
No...
No...
God came to me while I was sick. He told me to write about this man who meets a witch. The witch asks the man to bring back a woman, but the man falls in love with the woman and they decide to run away together. The witch finds out and makes the woman disappear.
It just came to me. From God.
May She be with you.
- italian
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