AUDITION

Please read all information below before submitting an audition form.

All levels of experience are welcome and encouraged to audition!

RIFFRAFF PRESENTS: 

ANTIGONE & ISMENE

An Adaptation of Sophocles’ Antigone

PRODUCTION INFORMATION

Director/Adaptor: Meagan Mulgrew

Production Designer: Brittany Campbell

Stage Manager: Mads Barron

Technical Director: Nicholas Mueller

Music Composition: Philip Jaques

Movement Director: TBA

Performance Dates: April 8 - 11, 2026

Location: 101 Archer 

Rehearsals begin: February 9th, 2026

PLOT SUMMARY:

Two sisters grieve the deaths of their two warring brothers. One takes revolutionary action against those responsible. The other is left to navigate the ruins of her home and city alone. In this world-premiere adaptation of Sophocles’ famous Greek tragedy by Riffraff Executive Artistic Director, Meagan Mulgrew, Antigone & Ismene is a poetic examination of generational trauma, civil disobedience, and the promises we make to the dead. 

AUDITION INFO:

Auditions:

Friday, January 9, 6:30pm - 8:00pm

Saturday, January 10, 3:00pm - 5:00pm

Callbacks: 

Sunday, January 11, 3:00pm - 6:00pm

Location: Scissortail Studio, 1660 E 71st St #2l, Tulsa, OK 74136

Directions: We are located in Bridgepointe Shopping Center, across the street from Braum's. Scissor Tail Studio is directly above Eastland Food Market (near Hand of Fortune Tattoo). It is accessible primarily by stairs, but elevator access is also available. Feel free to send us a message on Facebook or Instagram if you need help finding us!

Details:

Auditions will be a one-minute dramatic monologue of your choosing, either one you have prepared or one of the monologues from the show listed below. 

If you cannot make initial auditions on Friday or Saturday but are still interested in auditioning, please submit a self-tape of your monologue to meagan@riffrafftulsa.org by Saturday, January 10 at 9:00pm. 

Callbacks will be scene readings from the script.

Please fill out the AUDITION FORM HERE if you plan on auditioning.

CASTING:

For this production, we are looking for a cast of 8 actors. Actors of all backgrounds are highly encouraged to audition. This production features movement sections, so comfortability with physical storytelling is a bonus but not a requirement. No dance or movement experience necessary - just a willingness to play and learn. 

This is truly an ensemble piece; there are no small parts in this production. 

The House of Oedipus:

Polynikes: trying to save Thebes (male-presenting, 20s - 30s)

Eteokles: trying to save Thebes (male-presenting,  20s - 30s)

Antigone: trying to save her brother (female-presenting, 20s)

Ismene: trying to save everyone (female-presenting, 30s)

The House of Kreon:

Kreon: trying to maintain order (male-presenting, 40s - 60s)

Haemon: trying to maintain reason (male-presenting, 20s)

Eurydice: trying to maintain peace (female-presenting, 40s - 60s)

The Thebans:

Citizen: trying to survive Thebes (any gender, any age)

Advisor: trying to survive Thebes (any gender, any age)

Soldier: trying to survive Thebes (any gender, any age)

AUDITION MONOLOGUES:

Auditions will be a one-minute dramatic monologue of your choosing, either one you have prepared or one of the monologues from the show listed below. 

ISMENE: Where is your mind? Do you hear yourself? What you’re suggesting - what you’re asking me to do - Antigone, it’s treason. We will die. Kreon has no care for us, we are not above his law. You’re still so young. You have not seen what power does to people. What it does to men. This man gifted Polynikes his first sword and is now refusing him a proper burial. Think on that! This man has become so paranoid that he damned his sister’s son just to keep the people of Thebes in line. You could bear him a grandson and he would still not save you for this insult. Antigone, there is no surviving this. The path you are on is a path that can only end. But you can still turn around. Our whole lives have been nothing but death on death on death. There is no winning for us, except living.  Look at me. Look at me, Antigone. When - when will we finally be allowed to live?

ANTIGONE: Polynikes will rot where he fell. Our brother will be food for the dogs. A feast for the rats. And, and, should anyone dare defy Kreon, if they reclaim the body and give Polynikes a proper burial - if they do what is right - they will be put to death. Buried alive. Your new king calls this justice. Meanwhile, Polynikes will never see the afterlife. He will never be reunited with our mother and father. He will never rest. He will never find peace. His soul will remain earthbound, forever. An abomination. He knew, he knew this would happen. He warned me of this. He asked me to get to his body before the vultures do and I will keep my promise. I can’t live knowing he is still suffering. He must receive his funeral rites. He must be properly buried, Ismene, and soon. Will you help me? Are you listening? Ismene.

KREON: How good it is to be standing before you all. I hope that with my reign we might… reconcile. That our beautiful city might be united once more. Of course, you might be suspicious of me. You are right to be. After all, you can never know a man completely. King Oedipus taught you that. Suspicion is healthy, my friends. You don’t know me, my character, my principles, my morals. You need to see me in action first. You need to see me making laws, ruling the people. Ruling you. I understand there might be some resistance. We have all been betrayed by someone who claimed to love us. That someone was so unnatural, so hateful, that he flattened - no - wrecked - no - annihilated his own city. And when he was done, that someone murdered his own brother. That someone was the thing of nightmares. A thing of hell. A thing that will pay. So I understand. Our wounds are very fresh. Some of us are still bleeding. But the good of Thebes must come first. It will always come first, so long as I am King. Thebes before all, that’s my creed. And I hope it is yours as well. 

HAEMON: Father, it’s not for me to tell you that you’re wrong. You are the King. Ordained by the gods themselves. You make the rules and I follow. But I am - I am concerned. Your advisors are supposed to be your bridge to the people but they are not, and cannot be, honest with you. They’re too afraid. But I - I hear whispers. Father, Thebes is in mourning. But they do not mourn Eteokles - they mourn Antigone. Already they are making a martyr of her. They say that there is no justifying this, that she is undeserving of such a horror of a death, that all she did is bury her brother and that to bury a brother is good, and right, and just. Even beautiful. I think she has struck a chord. And Thebans have been starving for some time. I’m your son. I love you, so I won’t lie to you. I worry that your anger is clouding your reason. The gods have blessed you with a kingship and because of that blessing, you think that the world is wrong because only you can be right. But you don’t know everything and you don’t know everything because you’re not listening. You’re not listening to your people. You’re not even listening to me. You don’t want to. 

EURYDICE: My son? Has anyone seen my son? Or my husband? Has anyone seen - anyone? I need you to know that Kreon wasn’t always like this. We were happy, once. I think. Yes, we were. I remember. As happy as we could be. He has a lovely smile, Kreon. You would never know it now, but he does. The same as Haemon’s. But then - Kreon’s sister. Jocasta. She ripped herself out of the world without so much as a goodbye. No one breaks your heart like a sister. Except for maybe a husband. But Kreon would not name that horror that Jocasta left behind. He would not allow himself to say what pained him. When he could not cut it out, he buried it. Deep, deep down. He tried to forget. He tried to control himself. But some things are impossible. So when he could not, he tried to control others instead. You’d think after seeing all those cursed Kings before him, he would see power for what it is. A poison. We could have lived peacefully, forever if he wanted. Instead Thebes is burning. And my son is missing. Because Kreon chose to be angry. Because he chose not to listen. I feel as if I am trapped in my own myth, as if my life was always going to be this. Perhaps this is the fate of all mothers: alone, crying out into the dark, asking - “Where is my child? Is he okay? Is he safe? Is he - “

OTHER OPPORTUNITIES

Interested in working with Riffraff but not an actor? We’re always looking for production assistants in lighting, sound, props, costumes, stage management, and directing! Send an email to meagan@riffrafftulsa.org and let us know how you’d like to be a part of Antigone & Ismene.