http://toteshammered.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] toteshammered.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2012-09-13 09:35 am
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Drama! Thursday, Period Four

Drama room, circle, Thor. Business as usual. That he had a tiny orange tabby kitten nestled on his shoulder? Not quite as usual. But adorable!

"Today we are going to talk about something called improvisation. The ability to think on your feet! A quality that is much prized in battle, and on the stage as well. To that end, I have arranged you in small groups, and you shall be performing an activity called ‘Story Story Die’." He paused briefly to reach up and offer ear-skritches to the kitten on his shoulder. "Everyone in your group shall line up, and the person I point to shall start the story. Then I will point to someone else, and they shall have to pick up where the first person left off. If their continuation makes little to no sense, or if they hesitate, then the audience- the rest of you- shall shout ‘die’ and that person must sit down. Each group will continue until there is only one person left!"

Once every group had had a chance to go, Thor gestured for them to sit down once again. "I have set aside some time in case anyone has some ideas for the final show already. It is okay if you do not! It is early yet. But I urge you all to think about what you would like to do. For next week, I would like you to all bring a short musical piece that you enjoy and are capable of singing."

[ooc: hold for excessive ocd omg is up!]
nottrivial: (neu: injured in profile and not thrilled)

Re: Group 1: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[personal profile] nottrivial 2012-09-13 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Alec was totally a deer in the headlights when he found himself the first person pointed to, but he scrambled to come up with something quickly enough. "A, a family went on a trip to the zoo in the Bronx," he began. "And they were hoping to see, let's say, monkeys. But the map was very poorly organized, so they wound up in the aquarium area instead?"
notalender: (omg)

Re: Group 1: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[personal profile] notalender 2012-09-13 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Arietty had never been to either a zoo or an aquarium in her life, but she was nothing if not willing to make it up as she went along. "And in the aquarium they saw all sorts of aquarium things like starfishes and grouchy water snakes and sharks and octopuses or octopi or octopodes or whatever the word for it was and they looked around for a zookeeper to ask what the word for more than one octopus is but before they could find one they found a lobster instead."
abitlowkey: (...seriously?)

Re: Group 1: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[personal profile] abitlowkey 2012-09-13 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"But it was not a lobster. It was, in fact, a rock," Loki added. As he knew that song. That terrible, terrible song.

It haunted many an nightmare.

"The rock was cursed to cause all who looked upon it to die horribly."

LOKI. WHAT.
myownface: (SmugFace)

Re: Group 2: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[personal profile] myownface 2012-09-13 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was a treasure fit for very tiny kings. Play-schooler kings, in fact," Sparkle began, quite happy to step up to kick this one off, "and recess in the royal daycare centre was when they were all to decide just which one of them got to make off with the honey nut kind, and which had to settle for the multi grain. Naturally, they all agreed that a tiny kingly tournament was the only way to decide who was most fitting for the greatest of the treasures."

His turn up, he settled back, pleased with himself. If there was one thing he was good at, it was running with a random prompt without missing a beat.

Re: Group 2: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[identity profile] rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com 2012-09-13 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Rilla, who dealt with a toddler all day every day, stepped in next, praying not to lisp.

She reached up to scritch the kitten who'd attached itself to her behind the ears.

"They tried jousting at first, but the royal kittens were much too smart to hold still for that sort of nonsense, and so the wee kings had to content themselves with swords made of cardboard."

Re: Group 3: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[identity profile] twintuitionist.livejournal.com 2012-09-13 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Juliet had a gray kitten on one shoulder, a golden retriever puppy on the other, and a second puppy in her lap. She had to work hard to keep them from escaping while she talked.

"Once upon a time, there was a milkman," she began. "He worked in a very small town where every house was yellow and almost every day was sunshiney. He usually liked being a milkman. But there was one yellow house he did not like delivering milk to."
Edited 2012-09-13 16:36 (UTC)
wasthecuteone: (hmm thinky finger)

Re: Group 3: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[personal profile] wasthecuteone 2012-09-13 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Petra looked up from babytalking the terrier puppy in her lap when she realized it was her turn. "He didn't like it because...he was secretly in love with the person who lived there, but he was too shy to confess his love," she said. "So every day he delivered the milk and pined."

Re: Group 4: Go! [Drama! 09/13]

[identity profile] new-it-girl.livejournal.com 2012-09-13 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Hanna wrinkled her nose when she heard the prompt because ew. That probably wasn't going to help sell the story, though. "Um...you never know what treasures could be hiding in there. Gold, silverware someone accidentally threw out, a pair of unwanted Louboutins."

She paused for a moment, horrified that she even thought up such a scenario "Maybe even torn up instructions for a spy mission."

That almost seemed plausible.