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[ThirdGen]

Fresh Fruit: A Tragedy in Two Acts

 

Act I

 

A studio apartment in ancient Greece.  Ionian columns or something next to a PlayStation.

 

King Somethingclus enters.

 

SOMETHINGCLUS

I shall enjoy this fresh fruit when it has ripened!

 

Somethingclus sets the fruit in a bowl covered with pictures of people eating grapes or something.  It's next to the cell phone charger.

 

Somethingclus blinks.

 

Act II

 

The fruit has now... gone bad.

 

SOMETHINGCLUS

I foresaw such a treat!  Oh, my hubris!

 

CHORUS

Behold the hubris of kings!

 

For it is always hubris.

 

END.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I think I had to analyze this play in high school.

[Kurkistan he/him]

*Kurkistan reaches instinctively for the spam-hammer upon seeing the non-roman alphabet in the title, just barely stopping himself before it became too late...*

[Mailliw73 he/him]

*Kurkistan reaches instinctively for the spam-hammer upon seeing the non-roman alphabet in the title, just barely stopping himself before it became too late...*

I thought the same thing. Only without the hammer, obviously.

[Ookla the Absent]

I thought the same thing. Only without the hammer, obviously.

I only think with hammers.