Twitter plays, part CLXXIV
It’s Twitter Plays CLXXIV! This week’s assignment was: write a 1-tweet play that takes place in a DESERT.
Here are your plays starting with @BethOnePage, who has the right attitude.
U bring sunscreen?/No, an extra S.”/”What good’s that?”/”We can turn the desert in2 dessert!”/”Sweet!” #cannoli
two hipsters are kidnapped by punks & left in the Mojabe. They think it’s like Indiana Jones. It’s not; they die.
A:water? B:out A:food? B:none A:at least the suns shinning B:I know, right?
Dinosaurs sunbathe on the balmy shore of Arizona’s giant inland sea. Pterodactyl swoops by: “CLIMATE CHANGE IS HIGH!” All don shades.
Estragon: nothing to be done. Vladimir: oh I dunno, we could build a sandcastle?
2 guys w/o water walk thru desert. Camel approaches. Stops. M1 (taking drink): How about this heat, huh? Rides off.
MOSES: It’s only two more blocks away!
As Cthulhu shits out the remains of Satan, he ponders how being in Atlantis w/Mermaids is like being in the Desert of the Real.
BKW: water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink. AC: that was a metaphor wasn’t it? BKW: nope (both drink whiskey)
Oz: it’s all just lone & level sands, what now? Tal: no ‘two vast & trunkless legs of stone? Look upon my GPS O mighty & despair!
COYOTE: phew it’s hot! LIZARD: no it ain’t it always room temperature to me! SUN: OH GOD I’M ON FIRE SOMEBODY PLEASE GOD KILL ME NOW!
Man: Snoop Dogg, what are you doing in the desert? Snoop: (ominously) I’m Snoop Lion now..
me & my phone get trapped in the desert. I begin to hallucinate. I have a byte to eat. wait where’s my phone?
A: This place may be arid & lifeless, but it’s sure peaceful. B: You can’t tell we’re atop billions of barrels of oil. A: Shit.
lights up on a child sprinkling the space with sand. Child: (startled by audience) who are you?? deserts are supposed to be barren!
(man in front of cactus, sweaty, dirty. cries) Cactus: hey. you’re blocking my view. Man: sorry. (moves. cries) Cactus: thanks.
Desert: “Maybe people would visit me if I had some tanning salons.”
APPLE1: Move over, chunky APPLE2: This shell’s too small. Let me out of this pie! NYNEOFUTURIST(offstage): Dumb-ass, it said “desert”
CACTUS & SALAMANDER inside active firepit: C: I’m sweating,bro S: I’m oozing white; they’ll haf2eat me alive C: &2think:I’masidedish!
1: Look! I can publish a twitterplay from the middle of the desert! 2:WHAT!? U HAVE SERVICE?! WE’VE BEEN LOST FOR DAYS 1: RT! 2 dies
Desert. 1: Wow it’s hot. Wish I had some ice cream. 2: Finish your dinner first. 1: Dessert has 2 S’s. Just get the damn ice cream.
MC: Welcome to biome theater & tonight’s piece “Just Deserts!” [Lone cactus, enter tumbleweed] MC: Join us Fri for “Taming the Taiga”
ME: The subway platform is my urban desert, and my oasis is the next train’s light. MTA: Or a mirage. Service car!
Ann: The sky’s such a beautiful blue out here. Dad: Pfft. If the sky is blue, then I’m gay. Ann: …What are you trying to tell me?
Neo A: What’d you bring? B: Canteen. You? A: Complete works of Anthony Trollope. B: Dry. A: [drinks book].
And that is how you write a stage direction. And it is our ender for this week!
Again, leave more plays in the comments if we left them out, or direct message us at Twitter: @nyneofuturists.
And you can check out previous Twitter Plays here: Favorites at Twitter.