The Runaways Lab Theater presents a new winter festival... Milking the Beast and Going to Hell.
A ritual of short plays containing SALVATION, LACTATION, and DAEMONITIZATION.
Following the tradition of our previous winter rouse, the Doing Drugs and Dying in Space ritual, we’re are proud to start a new cult gathering of Chicago’s primo weirdo theatre scene.
We ask artists to submit short plays following two prompts:
a beast must be milked
we must go to hell
We are curating low-budget camp, high octane allegories, and quick maximalism in 4-D.
A barren desert landscape, maroon in color, jagged in shape. A jawbone of a goat, broken bottles of Olly gummies, a looted Target. In the distance, at the bottom of a chasm: an old-timey barn. You enter to find a crowd of the masked ultra elite gazing at you. The elites demand something of you. You stutter and your cover is blown – a swarm of bipedal rats sweep in – you trip and tumble down it: you are in it now – a liminal aperture – THE MOUTH OF HELL. This is the lord of all beasts and flesh is its trophy. He shouts: “lay down your flesh for a sip of my milk!” You bite off your pinkie and toss it down his throat He grumbles with pleasure, exudes a belch your organs feel hot You extend your tongue out and taste the creamy drops Before you can catch your breath – you fall in.
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A barren desert landscape, maroon in color, jagged in shape. A jawbone of a goat, broken bottles of Olly gummies, a looted Target. In the distance, at the bottom of a chasm: an old-timey barn. You enter to find a crowd of the masked ultra elite gazing at you. The elites demand something of you. You stutter and your cover is blown – a swarm of bipedal rats sweep in – you trip and tumble down it: you are in it now – a liminal aperture – THE MOUTH OF HELL. This is the lord of all beasts and flesh is its trophy. He shouts: “lay down your flesh for a sip of my milk!” You bite off your pinkie and toss it down his throat He grumbles with pleasure, exudes a belch your organs feel hot You extend your tongue out and taste the creamy drops Before you can catch your breath – you fall in. 〰️
