This is a story of pain and pleasure…
It’s not so much a story, but an invitation and a warning. and an invitation again.
Mannequin Attack.
Once upon a time in theatre school
Blue Lake
Redwoods.
Creating daily. Masks. Characters. Comedy. Improvisations.
Performing weekly weekly.
Bits and pieces.
Playing constantly.
The game was always afoot.
The name of the game?
Mannequin Attack.
It could be triggered any time simply by saying its name.
Here are the rules.
A warning.
Once you are aware of the rules of the game you must abide by the rules of the game.
If you cannot commit to this agreement, please stop reading this now.
It’s not for you.
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Still here?
Thanks for sticking around.
Here are the rules.
Upon knowledge and awareness of the rules of the game, you must engage in the game.
Whenever any person who is in the same vicinity as you says the name of the game, players must freeze immediately. You may not even move an arse hair. This means you can not speak. Moans, grunts and muffled attempts to call, lips …
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