Twitter plays, part CXCI
It’s Twitter Plays CXCI! This week’s assignment was: write a 1-tweet play that takes place on A ROLLER COASTER.
Here are your plays starting with @brtnlewis and the Johnny Got His Gun of roller coaster stories.
@nyneofuturists “Help,” begged the roller coaster. But no one came. Because roller coasters can’t talk. “Oh well,” it thought. #tp191
— Barton Lewis (@brtnlewis) December 5, 2012
Coaster w/people w/hands raised exits stage right. Screams heard offstage. Coaster w/people w/hair standing on end enters stage left. #tp191
— Cary (@CDKWDC) December 4, 2012
Lava flows, Land Hardens, Ice Age, Warm Spell, Homo Saps, 2nd Glaciation, Swamps Dry, Cities Rise, Empires Fall, Renaissance, Glee #tp191
— 10000th (@10000th) December 5, 2012
Coney Island Theatre’s HAMLET… H:To be—(sound of passing RollerCoaster)…or not to b—(RC sounds)…thatisthe—(RC sounds)—estion…*sigh*… #tp191
— Daniel Kochanowicz (@Blueskyfox) December 5, 2012
Roller Coaster about to crest, WOMAN: Engineers built this. MAN: Correction: the lowest bidding engineer. WOMAN: Not helpiiiinnnggg! #tp191
— TAMU Theatre (@tamutheatre) December 4, 2012
Twitter plays, part CXC
It’s Twitter Plays CXC! This week’s assignment was: write a 1-tweet play that takes place on AN AIRPLANE (difficulty: no snakes).
Here are your plays starting with @slimebeast and a Seascape sequel of sorts.
Bosco: Wow, this is roomy! Ted: Hey, peanuts! Both crawl over bloated, motionless corpses before scuttling back out to ocean floor. #tp190
— Christopher H Wolf (@slimebeast) November 28, 2012
(A man struggles to get his bag in the overhead. Angry passengers wait. Man turns to face them and, worried, climbs in himself.) #tp190
— The Flea Theater (@TheFleaTheater) November 27, 2012
Stewardess: “Would you like chicken or steak?” Man: “Ahhhhhh steaks on a plane!!!” Curtain. #tp190
— Kyle Petersen (@BrooklynJuggler) November 27, 2012
@nyneofuturists Pilot: I’m not happy. I feel I have no purpose. I don’t really make a difference. Passenger: To me you do. Until we land.
— Kathleen Warnock (@kwarnockny) November 27, 2012
(2 lovers slip into an airplane bathroom. They reemerge some time later, followed by a priest, a wedding party, and then a baby.) #tp190
— Matt Barbot (@BarbotRobot) November 27, 2012
Twitter plays, part CLXXXIX
It’s Twitter Plays CLXXXIX! This week’s assignment was: write a 1-tweet play that takes place in THE JUNGLE.
Here are your plays starting with @HeatherMeyer2 and the origin of a classic.
FRED: Meat. Meat. Meat. Finger. Meat. Meat. Meat. UPTON SINCLAIR: Excuse me, do you have pen I can borrow? #tp189
— Heather Meyer (@HeatherMeyer2) November 20, 2012
1: “Is this Spring St.?” 2: “No, it’s the Amazon.” 1. “Ah. Explains the leopard.” #tp189
— Adam Cecil (@fakeadamcecil) November 20, 2012
Student: ìI know Iím tough; I come from the Concrete Jungle!î Teacher: ìI know you just made students in the Amazon laugh!î #tp189
— Stephanie Rogers (@TheWriteSteph) November 20, 2012
Menkee: Cheechee, help with this banana casserole! Cheechee: [swinging on vine] Can’t you see I’m busy?! M: Eayee! It’s a dog’s life! #tp189
— lex(@lex6m) November 20, 2012
ONA: Where are we? JURGIS: In an Upton Sinclair novel. ONA: How do we get out? JURGIS: We emigrate. To Bret Easton Ellis Island. #tp189
— Gwydion Suilebhan (@GwydionS) November 21, 2012
Twitter plays, part CLXXXVIII
It’s Twitter Plays CLXXXVIII! This week’s assignment was: write a 1-tweet play that features a PRECIOUS JEWEL.
Here are your plays starting with @Emperor_norton with good news/bad news.
DR: The results are in. MAN: Lay it on me, Doc! D: Your heart is a lump of coal… M:WHAT? D: I think its hardening into a diamond.#tp188
— Ashley Naftule (@Emperor_norton) November 13, 2012
@nyneofuturists Jewel (the singer): (singing) My hands are small I know / but they’re not mine (stops singing) No wait! Yes they are! Awwww.
— Kirin McCrory (@KirinMcCrory) November 13, 2012
@neofuturists #tp188 A: I do. B: I do. (Removes Bs veil) A: you’re not my precious Jewel. B: nope,you’re my lunch! (B howls werewolf style)
— Brittany Thurman (@britjanee) November 14, 2012
SON: Dad come here! DAD: Ok, what? (SON kicks DAD in nuts. DAD falls to floor. Something rolls away.) DAD: My precious jewel. #tp188
— Dan Wolf (@dannydmic) November 13, 2012
“Diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” said the loneliest girl ever. @nyneofuturists #tp188
— Allyson Morgan (@allysonm) November 13, 2012
Twitter plays, part CLXXXVII
It’s Twitter Plays CLXXXVII! And before we are fully back from Sandy. We missed you guys last week.
This week’s assignment was: write a 1-tweet play that features a MURDER.
Here are your plays starting with @newageamazon and the crime of the century.
@nyneofuturistsHer: We need to solve the murder of the English language.Him: w/e nobodi wuz usin it.Her: Case closed. #tp187
— Ashly(@newageamazon) November 6, 2012
#tp187 Courtroom. PROS: And why did you hire an assassin to strangle your husband, Ms. X? W: Couldn’t handle it with my bad carpal tunnel.
— Catherine B Smith (@catherineblakes) November 7, 2012
A: What happens now? B: I kill you. A: Why? B: Dramatic arc. A: No other choice? B: We could kiss. A: I’d rather die. [B stabs A] END #tp187
— Ross McKeen (@mightytoycannon) November 6, 2012
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