Post by Ratball Slade on Dec 8, 2021 22:24:12 GMT -5
The camera flickers on to rapid, unintelligible, movement. As it moves, sounds of random splashing and squeaks can be heard among the continuous sound of running steps. Finally the camera jerks and comes to a halt with Ratman’s ring and Rasputin in view. Some shifting and mechanical sounds can be heard as the camera’s view shifts upward momentarily before coming back to the ring and being locked in place. Ratman makes his way into frame and faces the camera, Papercut proudly on his shoulder.
Ratman: Ladies and gentleman! As you may have seen, of all the debuts this past week, there may have been one that stood out. Of course that’s none-other than the very man who has trained me. Give it up for…
Before Ratman can finish, a hand appears on his shoulder, opposite of Papercut.
Rasputin: Percy, I was there for you my boy, nothing more. No need to make a big deal of it. Besides, aren’t there more important things that happened at Purge and Mall Mayhem?
Ratman turns revealing Rasputin who despite getting knocked around at his age seems to be in perfect, or at least for Rasputin, health. Ratman appears to be caught off guard however.
Ratman: What do you mean papa? Nothing could be more exciting than you making an appearance!
Papercut: *Squeak squeak!*
Rasputin shakes his head although doesn’t seem at all surprised by Percival's aloofness.
Rasputin: How about the fact that you left the match a winner, Percy.
Percy, now confused, then looks to the ground as he stops to think.
Ratman: Oh! Are you talking about that little package they gave me at the mall? I’m still not entirely sure what that’s all about. You think they might want that back?
Rasputin slaps Ratman at the back of this head. As Ratman hunches over from the smack, Rasputin begins to walk back over to an old folding lawn chair. As Rasputin takes a seat he picks up a beer off the floor and begins to drink. After taking a drink, Rasputin looks back over to Ratman who stares now even more confused at him and shrugs.
Ratman: So what if I’m the genital…
Rasputin: General.
Ratman: … general... manager? I don’t even know what that is! I, Ratman, Wrestling Supreme, signed up to be a wrestler. I’m not sure I'm qualified for other jobs!
Rasputin: Listen Percy, all they are gonna do is let you book a show. I’m sure they aren’t going to have you doing a bunch of paperwork. That would be a disaster.
Ratman: Okay, so you’re telling me that I won the opportunity… to make matches and say who goes against who?
Ratman pauses as he continues to stare at Rasputin. Rasputin now not focused on Ratman has his eyes closed as it appears he is attempting to take a nap. Papercut scurries down Ratman leaving little indistinguishable scratches along his body and leg as he runs over to climb onto Rasputin. The silence continues for a moment before one of Rasputin’s eyes creeps open only to see Papercut sitting on his chest, him directly in view of the camera and being watched by Burque. He lets out a loud sigh as his limbs crumble down before picking himself back up from the chair letting Papercut scurry back down and along the floor.
Rasputin: Yes Percy, that’s right.
Ratman’s expression immediately begins to light up and a toothy grin comes across his face.
Ratman: This is perfect! Just the opportunity I need to make more friends!
Rasputin: I’m glad that you’re excited to… wait, more friends? Percy, why in the hell are you still on this stupid mission to find friends? Don’t you remember what happened at the purge?
Ratman shudders at the mere mention of Purge. It appears he is not entirely over the experience.
Ratman: Fallout is a place I’d rather not talk about. However, even there people have all been making friends without me! First this True Society group comes around and they just seem like the coolest bunch of friends ever! But the bald guy doesn’t seem to like me very much… but then another team formed! I thought for sure that Lil’ Petey fellow would invite me to Big Drip since he seems like such a cool guy but it looks like they forgot my invitation as well…
Ratman's expression turns almost entirely into a sad one clearly distraught at the idea of everyone making friends but him.
Ratman: I was finally just about to give up. All hope for the Ratman to make friends was nearly lost, that is until I met the spiciest piece pepper of the bunch! I can’t wait for you to meet him! He’s coming over for a sleepover in a few weeks! I might even ask Uncle Larry if he wants to join in too! It’s been quite the handful making sure he remembers everything. He’s a busy guy without all this Chownesia business, and it’s bad news. He forgot nearly everything, including me!
Rasputin nods along as Ratman continues to speak, not realizing that he’s been monologuing for a while now.
Ratman: Everything is about to change papa! Just you wait! As I get stronger, even more people are bound to want to be friends with Ratman!
Rasputin gives Percival a nod and begins to walk down the hall to find some peace.
Rasputin: Very good boy, just keep working at it then. Rings all yours, so you better train up so you can make those friends.
Ratman waves bye to Rasputin who is now off frame, only the sounds of his steps an indicator of him walking down the hall. Ratman looks down to the floor at Papercut who looks back up to Ratman.
Ratman: Well, it looks like it’s just you and me Papercut! Got any new tricks for me to learn, master? It’s been awhile since I was taught in the way of the rat!
Papercut: *Squeak, squeak squeak. Squeak squeak!*
Ratman’s eyes open wide as he hears the greatest training regime of his life.
Ratman: Wow, I can’t believe you think I’ve advanced that far in the way of the rat sensei! I shall give it my all!
Ratman approaches the ring and enters as Papercut approaches the camera and scurries up whatever it is the camera is mounted on. The tapping of Papercut's claws can briefly be heard before the feed ends.
The feed resumes now with Ratman sitting in his throne surrounded by his mischief of Rats. Papercut can be seen scurrying among them as he rushes back onto Ratman’s lap and takes a seat following Ratman’s example as Ratman looks directly into the lens of the camera to address the viewers.
Ratman: Hello my fellow rats and wrestlers! It is I, Ratman, here to tell you a tale about a big mean pussycat. You see, I never wanted any hatred between me and what appears to be my natural rival. If anything I thought maybe we could let bygones be bygones. However, this Minj character directly involved Papercut…
Ratman looks down to Papercut who shivers and shakes out his anxiety.
Papercut: *Squeak*
Ratman: … which is unacceptable. As a matter of fact, for some reason, everyone either seems to be afraid of my poor compatriot or they want to eat him! He is a friend, not food! Not only that but it appears after our continuous encounters, we can’t escape each other! I don’t like to give in to stereotypes but this cat is just rude! He is exactly just what you'd expect a cat to be like. Time after time, like Jerry, I am able to use my ratty wits to outsmart this Tomcat. I expect him to be coming for me with a vengeance but I can only hope he just leaves me and my friends alone once and for all! It seems someone else has been thrown into the mix to make things more complicated however.
Ratman raises his hand into a triangle formation under his chin as though he is plotting something.
Papercut: *Squeak, squeak!*
Ratman looks down to Papercut pleased with his little buddy.
Ratman: Very good Papercut! Just what I was thinking! It seems Skylar Ramsey has entered the fray, and not only that it is someone of which I have not met! At the very least, I’ve had very little interaction with them. So, only one question comes to mind. Will they be friends with Ratman? I cannot say for sure. However, I’ve learned my lesson. After Purge... *shudder* ...I’ve learned to be cautious with who I try to befriend so I can only imagine how Miss Ramsey might react. She unlike most of the people I met at Purge however is from Proving Ground so we can at least assume she won’t be trying to murder us... I hope.
Ratman scoops Papercut into his hands and lifts him into the air. Ratman looks up gleefully at the little critter.
Ratman: Thankfully, even expecting the worst, I have been taught in the ways of the rat! My most recent lessons shall be extra useful in the case of both of my opponents harboring ill will towards myself! You see, us rats are not naturally powerful or even as capable as our predators, so we learn other ways of dealing with them! Us rats have many tactics for dealing with fierce enemies. Sometimes we run away, we try to catch them unsuspectingly, or even pit them against each other through tricky maneuvering! If all else fails though, don’t count us out! We never give up to the bitter end!
Ratman pauses and leans over to whisper into Papercut’s ear. Papercuts ear perks up.
Papercut: *Squeak~*
Ratman: That’s kind of morbid sounding though, isn’t it?
Ratman wipes sweat away from his forehead in an attempt to stop his face paint from smearing.
Ratman: Well, I’ve had a lot of close calls as of late so let’s not let this go to the bitter end shall we?
Ratman chuckles nervously as his past few outings haven’t been the most encouraging of this.
Ratman: Well, I suppose I should be off to finish my training. I don’t take this match lightly you two. Let’s give them a show to remember friends! This has been Ratman, Wrestling Supreme! Keep your eyes on me Project: Honor! Big things await! My mischief only grows larger by the hour!
Ratman jumps up and stands in the seat of his chair striking a pose, sending Papercut flying to the armrest. Ratman then leaps to the ground as he runs a circle around his chair before sprinting through the crowd of rats on the floor miraculously not stepping on them to shut the camera off.
Ratman: Ladies and gentleman! As you may have seen, of all the debuts this past week, there may have been one that stood out. Of course that’s none-other than the very man who has trained me. Give it up for…
Before Ratman can finish, a hand appears on his shoulder, opposite of Papercut.
Rasputin: Percy, I was there for you my boy, nothing more. No need to make a big deal of it. Besides, aren’t there more important things that happened at Purge and Mall Mayhem?
Ratman turns revealing Rasputin who despite getting knocked around at his age seems to be in perfect, or at least for Rasputin, health. Ratman appears to be caught off guard however.
Ratman: What do you mean papa? Nothing could be more exciting than you making an appearance!
Papercut: *Squeak squeak!*
Rasputin shakes his head although doesn’t seem at all surprised by Percival's aloofness.
Rasputin: How about the fact that you left the match a winner, Percy.
Percy, now confused, then looks to the ground as he stops to think.
Ratman: Oh! Are you talking about that little package they gave me at the mall? I’m still not entirely sure what that’s all about. You think they might want that back?
Rasputin slaps Ratman at the back of this head. As Ratman hunches over from the smack, Rasputin begins to walk back over to an old folding lawn chair. As Rasputin takes a seat he picks up a beer off the floor and begins to drink. After taking a drink, Rasputin looks back over to Ratman who stares now even more confused at him and shrugs.
Ratman: So what if I’m the genital…
Rasputin: General.
Ratman: … general... manager? I don’t even know what that is! I, Ratman, Wrestling Supreme, signed up to be a wrestler. I’m not sure I'm qualified for other jobs!
Rasputin: Listen Percy, all they are gonna do is let you book a show. I’m sure they aren’t going to have you doing a bunch of paperwork. That would be a disaster.
Ratman: Okay, so you’re telling me that I won the opportunity… to make matches and say who goes against who?
Ratman pauses as he continues to stare at Rasputin. Rasputin now not focused on Ratman has his eyes closed as it appears he is attempting to take a nap. Papercut scurries down Ratman leaving little indistinguishable scratches along his body and leg as he runs over to climb onto Rasputin. The silence continues for a moment before one of Rasputin’s eyes creeps open only to see Papercut sitting on his chest, him directly in view of the camera and being watched by Burque. He lets out a loud sigh as his limbs crumble down before picking himself back up from the chair letting Papercut scurry back down and along the floor.
Rasputin: Yes Percy, that’s right.
Ratman’s expression immediately begins to light up and a toothy grin comes across his face.
Ratman: This is perfect! Just the opportunity I need to make more friends!
Rasputin: I’m glad that you’re excited to… wait, more friends? Percy, why in the hell are you still on this stupid mission to find friends? Don’t you remember what happened at the purge?
Ratman shudders at the mere mention of Purge. It appears he is not entirely over the experience.
Ratman: Fallout is a place I’d rather not talk about. However, even there people have all been making friends without me! First this True Society group comes around and they just seem like the coolest bunch of friends ever! But the bald guy doesn’t seem to like me very much… but then another team formed! I thought for sure that Lil’ Petey fellow would invite me to Big Drip since he seems like such a cool guy but it looks like they forgot my invitation as well…
Ratman's expression turns almost entirely into a sad one clearly distraught at the idea of everyone making friends but him.
Ratman: I was finally just about to give up. All hope for the Ratman to make friends was nearly lost, that is until I met the spiciest piece pepper of the bunch! I can’t wait for you to meet him! He’s coming over for a sleepover in a few weeks! I might even ask Uncle Larry if he wants to join in too! It’s been quite the handful making sure he remembers everything. He’s a busy guy without all this Chownesia business, and it’s bad news. He forgot nearly everything, including me!
Rasputin nods along as Ratman continues to speak, not realizing that he’s been monologuing for a while now.
Ratman: Everything is about to change papa! Just you wait! As I get stronger, even more people are bound to want to be friends with Ratman!
Rasputin gives Percival a nod and begins to walk down the hall to find some peace.
Rasputin: Very good boy, just keep working at it then. Rings all yours, so you better train up so you can make those friends.
Ratman waves bye to Rasputin who is now off frame, only the sounds of his steps an indicator of him walking down the hall. Ratman looks down to the floor at Papercut who looks back up to Ratman.
Ratman: Well, it looks like it’s just you and me Papercut! Got any new tricks for me to learn, master? It’s been awhile since I was taught in the way of the rat!
Papercut: *Squeak, squeak squeak. Squeak squeak!*
Ratman’s eyes open wide as he hears the greatest training regime of his life.
Ratman: Wow, I can’t believe you think I’ve advanced that far in the way of the rat sensei! I shall give it my all!
Ratman approaches the ring and enters as Papercut approaches the camera and scurries up whatever it is the camera is mounted on. The tapping of Papercut's claws can briefly be heard before the feed ends.
The feed resumes now with Ratman sitting in his throne surrounded by his mischief of Rats. Papercut can be seen scurrying among them as he rushes back onto Ratman’s lap and takes a seat following Ratman’s example as Ratman looks directly into the lens of the camera to address the viewers.
Ratman: Hello my fellow rats and wrestlers! It is I, Ratman, here to tell you a tale about a big mean pussycat. You see, I never wanted any hatred between me and what appears to be my natural rival. If anything I thought maybe we could let bygones be bygones. However, this Minj character directly involved Papercut…
Ratman looks down to Papercut who shivers and shakes out his anxiety.
Papercut: *Squeak*
Ratman: … which is unacceptable. As a matter of fact, for some reason, everyone either seems to be afraid of my poor compatriot or they want to eat him! He is a friend, not food! Not only that but it appears after our continuous encounters, we can’t escape each other! I don’t like to give in to stereotypes but this cat is just rude! He is exactly just what you'd expect a cat to be like. Time after time, like Jerry, I am able to use my ratty wits to outsmart this Tomcat. I expect him to be coming for me with a vengeance but I can only hope he just leaves me and my friends alone once and for all! It seems someone else has been thrown into the mix to make things more complicated however.
Ratman raises his hand into a triangle formation under his chin as though he is plotting something.
Papercut: *Squeak, squeak!*
Ratman looks down to Papercut pleased with his little buddy.
Ratman: Very good Papercut! Just what I was thinking! It seems Skylar Ramsey has entered the fray, and not only that it is someone of which I have not met! At the very least, I’ve had very little interaction with them. So, only one question comes to mind. Will they be friends with Ratman? I cannot say for sure. However, I’ve learned my lesson. After Purge... *shudder* ...I’ve learned to be cautious with who I try to befriend so I can only imagine how Miss Ramsey might react. She unlike most of the people I met at Purge however is from Proving Ground so we can at least assume she won’t be trying to murder us... I hope.
Ratman scoops Papercut into his hands and lifts him into the air. Ratman looks up gleefully at the little critter.
Ratman: Thankfully, even expecting the worst, I have been taught in the ways of the rat! My most recent lessons shall be extra useful in the case of both of my opponents harboring ill will towards myself! You see, us rats are not naturally powerful or even as capable as our predators, so we learn other ways of dealing with them! Us rats have many tactics for dealing with fierce enemies. Sometimes we run away, we try to catch them unsuspectingly, or even pit them against each other through tricky maneuvering! If all else fails though, don’t count us out! We never give up to the bitter end!
Ratman pauses and leans over to whisper into Papercut’s ear. Papercuts ear perks up.
Papercut: *Squeak~*
Ratman: That’s kind of morbid sounding though, isn’t it?
Ratman wipes sweat away from his forehead in an attempt to stop his face paint from smearing.
Ratman: Well, I’ve had a lot of close calls as of late so let’s not let this go to the bitter end shall we?
Ratman chuckles nervously as his past few outings haven’t been the most encouraging of this.
Ratman: Well, I suppose I should be off to finish my training. I don’t take this match lightly you two. Let’s give them a show to remember friends! This has been Ratman, Wrestling Supreme! Keep your eyes on me Project: Honor! Big things await! My mischief only grows larger by the hour!
Ratman jumps up and stands in the seat of his chair striking a pose, sending Papercut flying to the armrest. Ratman then leaps to the ground as he runs a circle around his chair before sprinting through the crowd of rats on the floor miraculously not stepping on them to shut the camera off.
