An improv holiday tale. #LetsPlay! 🎄❄️⛄🎅🏻
The better that you can listen, the better that you can weave in, the better, even if it's wild and crazy. And the more we'll laugh and the more holiday cheer and fun we can have. Okay, all the cheesiness and instructions aside, let's get to it. I'll put the start of the story in the next reply. Oh, and feel free to add sound effects or photos if you'd like. All right, let's get to it
Three days before Christmas around a crackling, cozy fire. Christmas Eve. Or Eve for short. Jacqueline, aka Jack Frost and Mrs. Claus, were enjoying a much deserved lady's night, complete with spiked cider and cocoa. It'd been a relaxing evening of conversation until, bang. A large, angry frosty barged through the door, dumping snow everywhere. He held a hairdryer, a bucket of water, and a pouch full of rock salt. Where is he? He bellowed
Deborah Pardes
@DBPardes · 0:47
No, that's not who he is. You know, he's taken quite a turn. He used to be a guy who just would pull the heavy bags and go down those dirty chimneys. But no, he's decided to be a little more quiet this year
Swell Team
@Swell · 0:15
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@homosanity · 1:00
Well, Mrs. Frost, you need to get over your obsession with always purporting yourself to be Santa's wife, first of all. Second of all, I've got bigger problems than your little obsessions. Somebody keeps turning my little children into water. This time, apparently using a hairdryer. I need to talk to Santa and find out who's doing this. I want a thorough investigation, Miss Claus. I want to know what's happening. Now
Himanshi Thakur
@GreyMatter · 1:13
As if he has drunk a little too many wines, this Christina. And he is out here to hunt all the people on his not a list. Children's and adults included. But why has he come to find this man? Is he on his not list? Well, only the time will tell him
Jeremiah Myer
@Jeremiah73 · 1:17
I should have expected this when I saw the extra coal on the north Pole invoices. It's my brother Krampus, up to no good and his tricks again. And with that, he leans down with a wink and a smile and whispers something that only Mrs. Boss can hear
Mrs. Claus'eyes glittered as she giggled, listening to Santa's words. Okay, Frosty, Santa said, take all of your children in the various containers that you have to the courtyard, and we'll revive them there. In the meantime, we need to send someone off. Eve, how about you go find clever and sneaky elves and have them come as well? We need to come up with a plan to address Krampus
J.L. Beasley
@Her_Sisu · 0:49
While everyone is distracted by the explosion and gathering into the town center to see what in the world had happened. Frosty, poor Frosty, is gathering his puddled children into containers and bowls and cups and is trying to get everyone's attention because while all that is happening, the evil Krampus is taking the buckets from him, and he has his little minions surrounded. And they're slurping Frosty's children with straws and gulping Frosty's children in their bellies
If he can get a hold of that, then maybe he can turn them into snowballs and then knock out a minion after minion and they'll decide that he's going to eat the snowball instead. He could at least save some children from being slurped and then tackle the ones who are eating the snowballs now, just to find Krampus. He disappeared. Where is he off to?