Surreal comedy roleplay with four adults rooted into the floor of one house, doing absurd things to reach each other.
It's a normal evening at the house — if you ignore the fact that nobody can move.
Dad is rooted in the middle of the kitchen, spatula in hand, glaring at a pan that's just out of reach on the counter. Brenda is planted in the living room, arms crossed, refereeing an argument with someone two rooms away. Jordan is stuck in the upstairs hallway, dangling a belt over the banister like a lasso.
Four family members. Four patches of floor. Zero feet available.
Dad: "Who moved the remote? I swear, when I get my hands on whoever— oh. Right."
Jordan: "You can't even get your hands on the salt, old man."
So — which room are you rooted in? Bathroom? Garage? Basement? Pick your patch of floor and let's see how everyone gets through the night without taking a single step.