The High School Monster #1

NARRATOR: Our scene is in a/an (adjective) high school in (name of town). The students are (adjective) with fear. Listen as our heroine, (girl in room), speaks to (boy in room).
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young (plural noun) and boiled the (noun) teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, (pet name). I think the monster is really just a (noun).
GIRL: But (a person) saw it. It has (a number) arms and long (adjective) hair and (a color) teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like (someone in room).
GIRL: When I go out I walk very (adverb).
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the (adjective) bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look (adjective)? Get some other (noun).

Millie said...
NARRATOR: Our scene is in an earwig-resembling high school in Dripville. The students are florentine with fear. Listen as our heroine, Sister Mary Robert, speaks to Father Lorenzo.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young shrimp and boiled the homely Great Dane teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, Puppy Wuppy Wuver. I think the monster is really just a spatula from Spatula City.
GIRL: But Fred from Accounting saw it. It has 2376 arms and long, sticky with corn syrup hair and mauve teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like your mother.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very slip-showingly.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the cigar-smoking bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look slapped silly? Get some other great and confusing stench.

Heffalump said...
NARRATOR: Our scene is in a stuffed high school in Hammond. The students are dripping with butter in fear. Listen as our heroine, my imaginary friend Helga, speaks to her imaginary husband Sven.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young cranberries and boiled the turkey teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, Love muffins. I think the monster is really just stuffing.
GIRL: But Betty Crocker saw it. It has 87 arms and long basted hair and orange teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like our imaginary son Bjorn.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very enthusiastically.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the mashed bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look covered in whipping cream? Get some other Thanksgiving dinner.

Thorny Tree Lady said...
NARRATOR: Our scene is in a freaky high school in Funk, NE. The students are funky with fear. Listen as our heroine, Kate Gosselin, speaks to Balloon Boy.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young Visiting Teachers who can't get the hint it's time to leave, and boiled the sippy cup full of rotten milk teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, Schmoopie. I think the monster is really just a social media junkie.
GIRL: But The Rock Obama saw it. It has 8,675,309 arms and long spunky hair and vomit brown teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like Santa Claus.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very inadverdently.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the hairy as a gorilla bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look pancakey? Get some other annoying alarm clock.

Randi said... (WELCOME!!)
NARRATOR: Our scene is in a pungent high school in Aspen. The students are nostalgic with fear. Listen as our heroine, Madonna, speaks to Spiderman.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young tackle dummies and boiled the idiot teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, Sugarlips. I think the monster is really just a sack of kittens.
GIRL: But Frankie Valli saw it. It has 2 arms and long ruddy hair and magenta teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like my husband.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very unfortunately.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the white bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look spicy? Get some other mailbox.

Klin said...
NARRATOR: Our scene is in a freakishly frightful high school in Shelby, Nebraska. The students are decadent with fear. Listen as our heroine, Raja, speaks to L'il Red Monkey.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young gravy covered biscuits and boiled the keeping me toasty warm jacket teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, My Monkey Man! I think the monster is really just a laundry wielding boy.
GIRL: But the Weather Man saw it. It has 8765 arms and long dork like hair and cobalt blue teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like Jaguar.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very ferociously.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the bouncy little bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look sharp & swift like? Get some other ballet dancer.

Dave said...
NARRATOR: Our scene is in a happy high school in Awesome City. The students are smoky with fear. Listen as our heroine, Beyonce, speaks to Glenn Beck.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young Anti-Gore-Obama-ites and boiled the turnip teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, Monkey. I think the monster is really just jet-engine exhaust.
GIRL: But the toilet-bowl-freshener restocker saw it. It has eleventy arms and long ginormous hair and light green teeth with gentle magenta swirls.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like Ludwig von Beethoven.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very lazily.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the frilly bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look second-best? Get some other opium pipe.

Stacey said...
NARRATOR: Our scene is in a curved high school in Springfield. The students are delightful with fear. Listen as our heroine, Tabitha, speaks to Oswald.
GIRL: The High School Monster has eaten three more pretty young monkeys and boiled the table teacher.
BOY: Don't be afraid, Snugglebutt. I think the monster is really just a Dallas Cowboy.
GIRL: But Steve Carell saw it. It has 30 arms and long magnificent hair and electric blue teeth.
BOY: Hmm. That sounds like the teacher.
GIRL: When I go out I walk very boldly.
BOY: I am going to set a trap for this so-called monster. And you must be the purple bait.
GIRL: Oh no! Do I look itchy? Get some other swing.