Happy Thanksgiving!!! Much LOve! Here's My PlaY!!!!
The first dinner party, Turkey was the host.
By: Nettix
Fugitive opening: Escaping from prison.
Brutus Rogue: Aha! I found us a way back to our freedoms and our peasures!
Turkey: I am very thankful to be apart of your courageous efforts. I could not have escaped without you. Please lead me!
I will assist in your bidding, I am very useful in more ways than one.
B.R.: You are very wise for joining with me Turkey. What say of you twins, will you join us? We could really use some
magic and persuasion on our side.
Menstrual and Minstrel: We wil join you, but we only answer to our own will. We do not need to be lead.
B.R.: Test me, if I succeed I become your leader.
Menstrual and Minstrel gather together and whisper... : Very well.
Menstrual: Find us food!
Minstrel: Find us shelter!
B.R.: No problem.
Ghost tribe opening: Tribe Council
(Princess Face Paint and The X in a speech to their tribe.)
PFP: My tribe I am your face and your voice. I feel your presence, (takes a huff of nail polish, finger tips close to nose
and mouth. Her eyes fade.) I really do. I feel your concernof a cold hungry winter. I gathered you here to tell you, I have
solved one winter problem! It came to me while seeking answer not related, at first.
The X: The X was there... (drifts focus to the sky in a psychic trance) A disruption and rumble afar, but soon close will
save us!
PFP: I will save us! I already have a plan to protect us from cold. I have invented paint for your nails! You dip the tips of
your fingers into the solution. To get the answers you hold it close to yours nose and mouth. It warms you internally. If a
ceremony is done with the tribe while smoking, and the paint and coal are brought together then flames will rise and
heat will be brought to the tribe. A bond fire will extinguish worry for Ghost Tribe.
Stranger to tribe appears
Brutus Rogue: I mean no danger to you. Lead my friends and I to camp, we are cold and lost.
The X: The X says you are not lost!
PFP: Yes, you are at our camp. Our tribe is unseen to most. I am Princess Face Paint, leader of ghost tribe. I can help
you with cold.
B.R.: Thank you! Let me Gather my friends together!
Characters Turkey, Minstrel, and Mentsrual are introduced to Ghost tribe
PFP: Try This! ( Gives groups Nail polish)
They all HUFF...
Minstrel: What is this?
PFP: Nail Paint, to warm those who seek truth.
Menstrual: What is it made of?
PFP: Fish scales and fruit peels. I gathered this remedy for cold, when trying to conserve food for my tribe.
Turkey: Thank you for your warmth! May I know your tribe? I am a Diplomat and am full of knowledge for most tongues.
PFP: My tribe of ghost are before you. From my experience, only truth seekers see us all. How did your group bond?
The X: The X sees they form of darkness and blood. The bears can smell Menstrual's black blood. EVIL WIZARD!
Minstrel: Please! We only wish for goodness upon this meeting. I shall play us some music to ease us all!
The X: The X Knows Music is your spell, you trap children and rats! You feast on children and lay with rats! Rat Fucker!!
Turkey: No! Minstrel has changed! We have all changed. We met in prison, but through rehabilitation are once faults are
now are strengths. I once a DICTATOR of a small island that I destroyed. I was a traitor and NUKED my country! But now
that is behind me. I served my time. Now, I am a diplomat. All of my qualities I use for good.
B.R.: I WAS a thief and a rapist of livestock, only caring for myself, BUT NOW I am a leader, and caretaker of this group. I
am also an Evironmentalist, and I practice Socialism.
Menstrual: I am a wizard, but I am not evil!
PFP: What did you do to deserve prison Menstrual?
Menstrual: I drained the towns' women of blood, for my homemade potions.
A battle erupts between Ghost tribe and Fugitives. Menstrual and The X exchange magic, Menstrual disintegrates
to dust. Minstrel and Brutus Rogue are lifted from the ground by the ghosts.
Minstril and Brutus: Whoa I am floating!
The two in mid air are ripped apart
Turkey, the only one left of his group is frozen in shock. PFP and The X grab him and tie him up then, throw him in the
fire. They cook him good, then eat him.
PFP: All of this meat will save our tribe from starving this winter!
The X: The X says HOORAY!!
PFP: Let us share the meat. This body could host many mouths.
The X: The X says let us party with the pilgrims neghboring West. The X feels they rage it the best!
The End