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breakinglight11This is an idea that was knocking around my head for Little Monsters for a while now, but I didn’t want to post it until I worked out something along the lines of #10 - Houses and Humans. It could be really funny if I figure out “epic adventure game” versions of normal human everyday activities to turn into sessions of their game. This bit needs polishing, but I actually think it came out pretty funny.
Day #14 - “Special Ability”
From Little Monsters
By Phoebe Roberts
TWYLA BOOGIEMAN, a boogie girl
FRANKIE STEIN, a Frankenstein enby
VENUS MCFLYTRAP, a plant monster girl
HEATH BURNS, a fire imp boy
GHOULIA YELPS, a zombie girl
~~~
TWYLA: Okay, Linda from Finance, you have defeated the gate serpent in a wrestling match, you have paid the deposit in the Rubies of Amun-Re. Only one test remains… the lifestyle inquisition.
FRANKIE: (Gasps) But my primary weakness is my deep insecurity in my choices in raising my kids!
HEATH: Oh, no! Linda, if you don’t get the kids into this prestigious daycare, your guilt meter will never be low enough to join us on the corporate ladder quest!
VENUS: Have I arrived yet? I want to help!
(TWYLA rolls behind her screen.)
TWYLA: No, you’re still stuck in traffic. Three more rounds…
VENUS: Ugh! Where’s a GPS of plus-three short cutting when you need one?
TWYLA: Now the admissions chamberlain approaches, Tome of Enrollment in her hands. The first question: WHAT is your name?
FRANKIE: Linda from Finance. As opposed to Linda from Purchasing and Linda from HR.
TWYLA: Second question: WHAT is your quest?
FRANKIE: To boss babe my way to being a better mom than mine was!
TWYLA: And the final question: have your children ever eaten refined sugar?
FRANKIE: (Small voice) Oh, no.
HEATH: Roll deception, it’s your only hope.
(FRANKIE rolls.)
FRANKIE: A two! Uh… no, only… low-class sugar! Ha ha?
TWYLA: She bows her head portentously and closes the book, turning away in disappointment.
GHOULIA: (devastated zombie sounds)
FRANKIE: No, no! I was so close! I even exorcised all the peanut demons specifically to meet allergen requirements!
VENUS: But that’s three rounds! So that’s when Tangerina’s Benz screeches up to the curb!
HEATH: Can you do something?
VENUS: I take off my shades, stride up to the chamberlain, and use my special ability. “I Want to Speak to Your Manager.”
(Everyone in the party gasps.)
TWYLA: But how? Your class isn’t Karen!
VENUS: I’m playing a white woman. It’s a racial ability.
FRANKIE: Oh, yeah, well, in that case.
Day #14 - “Special Ability”
From Little Monsters
By Phoebe Roberts
TWYLA BOOGIEMAN, a boogie girl
FRANKIE STEIN, a Frankenstein enby
VENUS MCFLYTRAP, a plant monster girl
HEATH BURNS, a fire imp boy
GHOULIA YELPS, a zombie girl
~~~
TWYLA: Okay, Linda from Finance, you have defeated the gate serpent in a wrestling match, you have paid the deposit in the Rubies of Amun-Re. Only one test remains… the lifestyle inquisition.
FRANKIE: (Gasps) But my primary weakness is my deep insecurity in my choices in raising my kids!
HEATH: Oh, no! Linda, if you don’t get the kids into this prestigious daycare, your guilt meter will never be low enough to join us on the corporate ladder quest!
VENUS: Have I arrived yet? I want to help!
(TWYLA rolls behind her screen.)
TWYLA: No, you’re still stuck in traffic. Three more rounds…
VENUS: Ugh! Where’s a GPS of plus-three short cutting when you need one?
TWYLA: Now the admissions chamberlain approaches, Tome of Enrollment in her hands. The first question: WHAT is your name?
FRANKIE: Linda from Finance. As opposed to Linda from Purchasing and Linda from HR.
TWYLA: Second question: WHAT is your quest?
FRANKIE: To boss babe my way to being a better mom than mine was!
TWYLA: And the final question: have your children ever eaten refined sugar?
FRANKIE: (Small voice) Oh, no.
HEATH: Roll deception, it’s your only hope.
(FRANKIE rolls.)
FRANKIE: A two! Uh… no, only… low-class sugar! Ha ha?
TWYLA: She bows her head portentously and closes the book, turning away in disappointment.
GHOULIA: (devastated zombie sounds)
FRANKIE: No, no! I was so close! I even exorcised all the peanut demons specifically to meet allergen requirements!
VENUS: But that’s three rounds! So that’s when Tangerina’s Benz screeches up to the curb!
HEATH: Can you do something?
VENUS: I take off my shades, stride up to the chamberlain, and use my special ability. “I Want to Speak to Your Manager.”
(Everyone in the party gasps.)
TWYLA: But how? Your class isn’t Karen!
VENUS: I’m playing a white woman. It’s a racial ability.
FRANKIE: Oh, yeah, well, in that case.
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