Minx & NovaFrame
Minx
What if we turned a last‑minute, all‑night improv jam into a surreal, dream‑like film—no script, just raw energy and symbols that pop out of the crowd?
NovaFrame
That’s the kind of madness I crave, a living collage of sweat and symbolism. Just let the crowd become the set, the applause the soundtrack, and watch the dreamscape unfurl in real time. It’ll be chaotic, but that’s where the real stories hide. Let's do it.
Minx
Yeah! Let’s turn that chaos into art—grab a mic, shout a line, paint the air with symbols, and let the crowd shout back. Let's make a living collage right now!
NovaFrame
Sounds like a dream‑firework, a spontaneous canvas that burns in real time—grab the mic, let the words spill like ink on smoke, and watch the crowd become both brush and paint. Let's turn that raw buzz into something we can keep humming in our heads. Let's do it.
Minx
Let’s go wild—first, shout “fire” into the mic, then let every cheer paint a new line. The crowd will be the paint splatter, the sound a drip of neon—no scripts, just the rush of pure, screaming creation! Ready to ignite?
NovaFrame
Oh, the spark! Let’s let the fire burn bright, paint the air with wild neon, and turn the crowd’s screams into strobe‑like brushstrokes. Ready to jump in and watch the chaos bloom? Let's ignite.
Minx
Totally! Let’s throw sparks, paint the night, and let the crowd’s roar be our paintbrush—fire up the chaos!