In a futuristic wasteland, society has been divided into 2 different factions: those who are alive and those who are dead. And then there’s a third faction I forgot to mention that is made up of robots. Sexy Robots.
The year: who knows? The month: who’s keeping track? The day: It’s got a real monday feel, ya know?
In this dystopian universe, Jordan Donovan realizes that he alone has the power to save humanity from the grips of evil. Can he and his young, charismatic and sexy partner Ashleigh save the world from a dating app that’s divorced people from reality? Or will they screw everything up and end up dying gratuitously gruesome deaths? Or will it be some third option that I purposefully didn’t tell you about?
There’s only one way to find out. The thrilling conclusion to our three-part sketch: This is… APPocalypse.
(It’s a pun. Like, its an apocalypse brought on by an smartphone app. And no, its nothing like that Stephen King book about cell phones turning people in to zombies, shut up.)
Sketches written, performed and produced by:
Damian Johnson – Believes one of the trees in his yard is secretly an Ent.
Becky Wilkinson Hauser – Can’t get enough of them Cocoa Puffs. Seriously, Becky, we’re worried about you.
Lauren Schwein – Original passenger on the Titanic (a raft she made out of her neighbors firewood).
Mike Trost – Hasn’t been seen or heard from in, nigh, 7 years.
Editor and Producer:
Nathanael Lew – Lover of all things warm.
Music Written and performed by:
Taylor Donskey – In the witness protection program, please don’t tell anyone.