In Drama today, we had to do this thing where three people at a time would be on stage performing. We had to make up our acts on the go. The first person was Person A, who has some sort of problem. Person B is the one who (over)reacts and panics upon hearing the problem. Person C is a superhero who has to fix the problem somehow. When the act of that group is done, Person C leaves the stage, Person B becomes Person C, person A becomes Person B, and somebody esle comes up to be Person A.

So a bunch of classmates went before me. Their performances were kinda stilted and akward, but some of them were what the teacher was looking for, "energetic". But they weren't all that great. For one thing, one of the 'problems' somebody came up with was that they had no nail polish. And the superhero was some sort of Nail Polish power person, and the solution was weird...

When I got on stage, I was wacky. My problem was that I had a badger in my spine. I conveyed the badger thrashing in my body well, and when the guy playing the superhero took it out, I said it was gnawing on his elbow (which it was, since it was improv) and he threw it away. Twas funny. Then I became the overreactor, and the problem was that somebody couldn't think of a problem for Drama class to base the skit on. I basically freaked out. (In the character I was playing, not as an actual person.) Pfft, fourth wall schmorth wall.

However, when it was my turn to be the super hero, I was...... THE AVENGING SPLEEN! An old character I thought up who has power over spleens, appendixes, and other internal organs, and his head/mask is a large head-sized spleen...... Of course, I didn't have time to say that. The problem was that somebody got peanut butter in their jelly. So I used my powers to kill a guy and give the other person their PB&J. And yes, I know I should have given him two separate jars, one of PB, the other of J. And the others didn't know I killed the guy... I just pressed my index and middle fingers on each hand to my head, and basically said that the guy wouldn't be needing a PB&J any more... Not that he'd be able to eat one any more... Don't you just love mindless violence? And improv?