Post by Ratball Slade on Feb 2, 2022 23:27:32 GMT -5
The camera comes to life with a close up of Percival's concentrated face. Little is able to be deciphered of what is going on but it appears as though Ratman is on his hands and knees. Suddenly, he gets up on his knees and begins to scoot backwards. Ratman holds his hands together as he becomes overjoyed by his handiwork.
RATMAN: Aha! I did it! Finally, everyone can see the world from a rat's perspective! How does it feel, Papercut? Is it heavy?
The camera shakes a little then stops back in the same place, with Papercut's head occasionally popping into view.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak squeak*
RATMAN: Good! Now then, since I am GM today I am a very busy rat! That’s why I had the idea that you, Papercut, can go around and get a secret behind the scenes look at how the other members of the Kavengers spend their time before their matches!
The camera spins in a circle then points slightly upward as Papercut's head comes into frame from him standing on his hind legs.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak squeak! Squeak!*
RATMAN: Alright! I will see you once you have completed your task!
The camera lowers back down as Papercut scurries off on the lookout for the other members of the Kavengers. He runs through the halls where many of the staff members are clearly uncomfortable but try their best to ignore the other rats swarming around as well. Papercut’s first stop is the catering hall where he finds Serrano Poblanao. Papercut climbs the table cloth and looks at Serrano from the top of the table. Serrano is stuffing his face with the various foods on the table.
SERRANO POBLANO: *Mmmf* So good *chewing* Best part of working here *Swallowing*
Serrano surveys the table to see what he should eat next when he notices the rat with a camera on his back.
SERRANO POBLANO: Oh! Hey there little guy. Papercut right? Did Percy send you with his camera?
PAPERCUT: *Squeak*
Serrano stares at the rodent for a moment and nods his head.
SERRANO POBLANO: Yeah, I can’t understand you like Percy can. Well, I’m gonna keep eating. Tell Percy I’ll come talk to him about our tag match later. Bye Papercut!
Serrano turns back to the table to continue stuffing his face. Papercut jumps down from the table and tumbles a bit, not used to the extra weight, and then continues his search for other members. He runs through the halls when he notices a cracked door. As he peeks through, El Puma comes into frame. Puma is in the process of putting his mask on just in time for Papercut to come into the room.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak*
Puma jumps slightly then relaxes when he sees it’s just Papercut.
EL PUMA: ¡Oh Dios mío! Me asustaste.
Puma finishes tying his mask, then approaches and kneels down to Papercut. He tries to speak English but it comes out only barely understandable.
EL PUMA: Hello rat. ¿Para qué es la cámara?
PAPERCUT: *Squeak, squeak*
Before Puma can say any more, Papercut turns and runs out the door. Puma can be heard as Papercut gets further and further with the camera.
EL PUMA: Eso fue extraño.
Papercut continues to run, eventually finding a dimly lit corner of the arena to catch his breath.The camera doesn’t pick up much until a white face with a wide smile crudely drawn on it slowly comes into view. Papercut jumps, startled by the stranger, then sniffs the air recognizing the smell of fake blood.
RAPTURE: Strange little creature. One that invokes such fear in others but gets scared itself.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak squeak*
Rapture uses a finger to gently rub the top of Papercut's head.
RAPTURE: You just gave me a great idea for a new horror script I need to write. Thanks.
Papercut shivers, unsettled by the wannabe film maker, then runs trying to get away as quickly as possible. He rushes into a vent taking turn after turn. Eventually Papercut finds himself lost when he hears the sound of shuffling papers. Papercut makes his way around a bend and is greeted by a delivery guy.
GUY: I better hurry, Percival needs these papers! Oh, I thought the vents would be clear but I guess not.
Guy looks up to meet Papercut’s gaze. The two stare at each other then begin to slowly shuffle past one another.
GUY: Excuse me sir.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak*
The two squeeze through the vent in opposite directions and go their own way. Papercut jumps through the vent that Guy had opened and looks around to see where he is. It’s dark but the camera is barely able to make out vague silhouettes of mops and buckets. Suddenly a door opens and Larry walks into the closet, turning on the light.
LARRY KACHOW: Uhg. Rats everywhere today, I hate it.
Larry looks down only to notice Papercut with the camera strapped to his back.
LARRY KACHOW: AAHHH! GET OUT OF HERE YOU LITTLE PEST!
Larry begins to shoo Papercut out the door with the tip of his foot. Papercut desperately tries to stay but is eventually shut out of the room. Papercut stares at the door and begins to make sad sounds when a hand suddenly comes down and picks him up. The hand turns Papercut to face himself and it’s Noah Hope!
NOAH HOPE: Well what are you doing all by yourself? You got a nifty little camera there too. Judging from the little outfit there, I’d guess you’re Percy’s little friend. I guess I can take you back to him if you want.
PAPERCUT: *squeak*
NOAH HOPE: Alright buddy, let’s go find him.
Noah takes a papercut in his hand and turns off the camera as he begins to search for Ratman.
Suddenly the camera comes back to life, this time with Ratman all by himself for a change in his sewer. He is sitting on his throne surrounded by rats. They don’t appear to be swarming however, but sleeping. He looks to the camera as if he has something important to say. He keeps his voice in a quiet tone to not wake his mischief.
RATMAN: It is an honor and a privilege that you would think of us first Mr. Dripper. I, the Ratman and the rest of the Kavengers, are happy to be a part of your retirement tour. In honor of your retirement I hope to give you the “totally dope” competition you deserve. Little Pete, your career I’m sure has been an interesting one, and I know you probably want to go out on a win, but I will not back down! None of us Kavengers will! We lay down for no one! We will bring all of our strength to the fight, using our power of friendship! While we may have started our little group because your team took up all the room at catering, that does not mean we can’t be friends!
Ratman holds up his hands as if to interrupt what he is saying.
RATMAN: Now Mr. Myojin is not one that wants to be friends with me. I have taken your message loud and clear! That also means we will not hold back one bit, especially on you sir! You may think yourself above us, with your fancy clothes and nice smelling aroma. That is not the case! We are all performers here! No amount of clothes or smells could make you superior. That is just not the way.
He recoils a bit, thinking about how to address the next member of Big Drip.
RATMAN: Mr. Ozymandias is a scary man. He is a person I am scared to face I’ll admit. That never stops a warrior spirit! The same is true of the spirit of the rat. I will do whatever it takes to protect my friends against you! No matter how brutish you may be! I will not hesitate to stand up for the weak! Just please don’t kill me if I do Mr. Ozymandias.
Ratman lifts his hand to his jaw and begins to think.
RATMAN: Now, Swindle Shelldrake. I don’t know much about you sir, but I can only assume you must be a tough man to team up with the Dripper himself. I will have my eye out on you so don’t think you can pull any sneaky sneakies on me! I have ratlike senses after all. I can smell danger a mile away and you seem like a dangerous individual.
Ratman slumps down into his chair.
RATMAN: Lastly there’s TJ Tompson. I mean, you seem alright I guess. Kinda cringe really. That’s all I got. When we beat you guys, I can only imagine it will be your fault.
Ratman shrugs, then jumps up, standing in the seat of his chair.
RATMAN: And that is all I have to say about you Big Drippers! You’d best prepare yourselves, for you face, Ratman, Wrestling Supreme!
Ratman confidently nods, pleased with his work and walks up to the camera to turn it off.
RATMAN: Aha! I did it! Finally, everyone can see the world from a rat's perspective! How does it feel, Papercut? Is it heavy?
The camera shakes a little then stops back in the same place, with Papercut's head occasionally popping into view.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak squeak*
RATMAN: Good! Now then, since I am GM today I am a very busy rat! That’s why I had the idea that you, Papercut, can go around and get a secret behind the scenes look at how the other members of the Kavengers spend their time before their matches!
The camera spins in a circle then points slightly upward as Papercut's head comes into frame from him standing on his hind legs.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak squeak! Squeak!*
RATMAN: Alright! I will see you once you have completed your task!
The camera lowers back down as Papercut scurries off on the lookout for the other members of the Kavengers. He runs through the halls where many of the staff members are clearly uncomfortable but try their best to ignore the other rats swarming around as well. Papercut’s first stop is the catering hall where he finds Serrano Poblanao. Papercut climbs the table cloth and looks at Serrano from the top of the table. Serrano is stuffing his face with the various foods on the table.
SERRANO POBLANO: *Mmmf* So good *chewing* Best part of working here *Swallowing*
Serrano surveys the table to see what he should eat next when he notices the rat with a camera on his back.
SERRANO POBLANO: Oh! Hey there little guy. Papercut right? Did Percy send you with his camera?
PAPERCUT: *Squeak*
Serrano stares at the rodent for a moment and nods his head.
SERRANO POBLANO: Yeah, I can’t understand you like Percy can. Well, I’m gonna keep eating. Tell Percy I’ll come talk to him about our tag match later. Bye Papercut!
Serrano turns back to the table to continue stuffing his face. Papercut jumps down from the table and tumbles a bit, not used to the extra weight, and then continues his search for other members. He runs through the halls when he notices a cracked door. As he peeks through, El Puma comes into frame. Puma is in the process of putting his mask on just in time for Papercut to come into the room.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak*
Puma jumps slightly then relaxes when he sees it’s just Papercut.
EL PUMA: ¡Oh Dios mío! Me asustaste.
Puma finishes tying his mask, then approaches and kneels down to Papercut. He tries to speak English but it comes out only barely understandable.
EL PUMA: Hello rat. ¿Para qué es la cámara?
PAPERCUT: *Squeak, squeak*
Before Puma can say any more, Papercut turns and runs out the door. Puma can be heard as Papercut gets further and further with the camera.
EL PUMA: Eso fue extraño.
Papercut continues to run, eventually finding a dimly lit corner of the arena to catch his breath.The camera doesn’t pick up much until a white face with a wide smile crudely drawn on it slowly comes into view. Papercut jumps, startled by the stranger, then sniffs the air recognizing the smell of fake blood.
RAPTURE: Strange little creature. One that invokes such fear in others but gets scared itself.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak squeak*
Rapture uses a finger to gently rub the top of Papercut's head.
RAPTURE: You just gave me a great idea for a new horror script I need to write. Thanks.
Papercut shivers, unsettled by the wannabe film maker, then runs trying to get away as quickly as possible. He rushes into a vent taking turn after turn. Eventually Papercut finds himself lost when he hears the sound of shuffling papers. Papercut makes his way around a bend and is greeted by a delivery guy.
GUY: I better hurry, Percival needs these papers! Oh, I thought the vents would be clear but I guess not.
Guy looks up to meet Papercut’s gaze. The two stare at each other then begin to slowly shuffle past one another.
GUY: Excuse me sir.
PAPERCUT: *Squeak*
The two squeeze through the vent in opposite directions and go their own way. Papercut jumps through the vent that Guy had opened and looks around to see where he is. It’s dark but the camera is barely able to make out vague silhouettes of mops and buckets. Suddenly a door opens and Larry walks into the closet, turning on the light.
LARRY KACHOW: Uhg. Rats everywhere today, I hate it.
Larry looks down only to notice Papercut with the camera strapped to his back.
LARRY KACHOW: AAHHH! GET OUT OF HERE YOU LITTLE PEST!
Larry begins to shoo Papercut out the door with the tip of his foot. Papercut desperately tries to stay but is eventually shut out of the room. Papercut stares at the door and begins to make sad sounds when a hand suddenly comes down and picks him up. The hand turns Papercut to face himself and it’s Noah Hope!
NOAH HOPE: Well what are you doing all by yourself? You got a nifty little camera there too. Judging from the little outfit there, I’d guess you’re Percy’s little friend. I guess I can take you back to him if you want.
PAPERCUT: *squeak*
NOAH HOPE: Alright buddy, let’s go find him.
Noah takes a papercut in his hand and turns off the camera as he begins to search for Ratman.
Suddenly the camera comes back to life, this time with Ratman all by himself for a change in his sewer. He is sitting on his throne surrounded by rats. They don’t appear to be swarming however, but sleeping. He looks to the camera as if he has something important to say. He keeps his voice in a quiet tone to not wake his mischief.
RATMAN: It is an honor and a privilege that you would think of us first Mr. Dripper. I, the Ratman and the rest of the Kavengers, are happy to be a part of your retirement tour. In honor of your retirement I hope to give you the “totally dope” competition you deserve. Little Pete, your career I’m sure has been an interesting one, and I know you probably want to go out on a win, but I will not back down! None of us Kavengers will! We lay down for no one! We will bring all of our strength to the fight, using our power of friendship! While we may have started our little group because your team took up all the room at catering, that does not mean we can’t be friends!
Ratman holds up his hands as if to interrupt what he is saying.
RATMAN: Now Mr. Myojin is not one that wants to be friends with me. I have taken your message loud and clear! That also means we will not hold back one bit, especially on you sir! You may think yourself above us, with your fancy clothes and nice smelling aroma. That is not the case! We are all performers here! No amount of clothes or smells could make you superior. That is just not the way.
He recoils a bit, thinking about how to address the next member of Big Drip.
RATMAN: Mr. Ozymandias is a scary man. He is a person I am scared to face I’ll admit. That never stops a warrior spirit! The same is true of the spirit of the rat. I will do whatever it takes to protect my friends against you! No matter how brutish you may be! I will not hesitate to stand up for the weak! Just please don’t kill me if I do Mr. Ozymandias.
Ratman lifts his hand to his jaw and begins to think.
RATMAN: Now, Swindle Shelldrake. I don’t know much about you sir, but I can only assume you must be a tough man to team up with the Dripper himself. I will have my eye out on you so don’t think you can pull any sneaky sneakies on me! I have ratlike senses after all. I can smell danger a mile away and you seem like a dangerous individual.
Ratman slumps down into his chair.
RATMAN: Lastly there’s TJ Tompson. I mean, you seem alright I guess. Kinda cringe really. That’s all I got. When we beat you guys, I can only imagine it will be your fault.
Ratman shrugs, then jumps up, standing in the seat of his chair.
RATMAN: And that is all I have to say about you Big Drippers! You’d best prepare yourselves, for you face, Ratman, Wrestling Supreme!
Ratman confidently nods, pleased with his work and walks up to the camera to turn it off.
