Post by Mr. Game & Watch on May 4, 2020 19:29:40 GMT -8
A fog swirls over a swampy landscape. The dreary set offers nothing but the marsh and a set of trees, the branches of which were drooping as though they too were sinking into the muddy terrain. The flicker of a flashlight enters view, suddenly two lost children walk onto the scene. One leads, while the other cowers closely behind. A low creak enters the airwaves.
“It’s coming from over there…” the fearful one informs as they point to a mound that was suddenly within their vicinity. The leader creeps closer to unknown object, flashing the light on the mass of moss and vines. “What is it?” the cowering child asked.
A beady set of eyes poke out from beneath the organic coverings. The mound began to move violently, shaking the mass of greenery off. “IT’S THE MC BALLYHOO VARIETY HOUR!” the host screamed as he jumps at the camera, both children running off as he did. The camera takes an extreme close of the inside of MC Ballyhoo’s mouth until it transitions to black.
Colour returns to the screen as the show transitions to MC Ballyhoo’s talk show set, which was a vast improvement over their previous one. MC Ballyhoo’s desk was whole again, it even had a nice mahogany sheen to it. There were papers scattered all over the tabletop, in addition to a small scale replica of Mr. Game & Watch’s golden statue displayed on one corner of it. Everything was entirely refurbished; the carpet was a garish aqua colour that matched Ballyhoo’s pants, while the back wall was a mural of the Life Sphere’s skyline in silhouette.
The camera swept by a set of beanbag chairs that were nestled directly next to the desk, replacing the old couch that guests would sit on. The set lights swirled along with the camera until they all focused on MC Ballyhoo, standing on the back of his swivel chair. His arms reached out, blowing kisses to the audience as a stock sound effect of cheers played.
MC Ballyhoo dropped to his seat and enthusiastically pointed to the bean bag chairs. “AH HA HA HA! Y’know, I think they really bring the room together!” he announced cheerily.
While Ballyhoo was soaking in the new set, Big Top’s eyes were scanning every inch of the room with suspicion. “… When did we get the budget for this?”
“The last episode was our best performing episode of all time! I decided to splurge a bit! The old set had character, I know, but you can’t argue with the results!”
“I feel like I’m going to go blind if I look at the floor too long… why did you do this, the floor is my one place of refuge in social situations…”
“Fret not, Big Top! Our line-up tonight will keep you on your… brim? Yes! It will keep you on your brim! Let’s not keep the audience waiting, shall we!?”
The screen transitions to a crystal ball on a black backdrop. An eerie green mist surrounds the base of the ball like ribbons as fog swirls within the glass. The fog fades to reveal the title of the segment.
WHAT IF…?
The camera returns to a candid MC Ballyhoo, sitting at his desk properly with his hands balled and resting atop the surface. A spotlight shines from above him. “Big Top, have you ever wondered, what if?”
“Are we talking a specific situation or-”
“What if things have gone differently? What if a mission didn’t resolve the way it did?”
“Ah, not actually talking to me. Cool, I’ll go back to saying nothing.”
“Tonight we return to our fan favourite- I mean, our brand new segment! Completely fresh and unique! We ask ourselves, what if Sonic was really Sonic during the Absolution event and not Memphis Tennessee in disguise!”
“Mephiles.”
“Gesundheit.”
“Whatever. That’s a stupid question, Sonic wouldn’t build a giant spaceship to blow up the planet.”
“Oh? Then why didn’t you say he wasn’t the real Sonic from the beginning?”
“Look, we all thought he was on crazy pills. He was even tested after he was captured by Black Shadow to make sure he wasn’t a doppelganger, Mephiles makes a convincing fake.”
“Let’s not change the subject though, how would Absolution have gone down if it was the real Sonic?”
“He would have realized that what he was doing was crazy and put a stop to it.”
“Stop taking the easy answer, Big Top! What if Sonic really believed in his own cause! The emotional inner turmoil of whether to sacrifice an entire planet to save the rest of reality from the Starvia! There’s so much potential, Big Top!”
“I stand by my previous statement.”
“Ugh, fine! What if Big Top was in charge of the Gunship Absolution?”
“Oh, there would be no emotional turmoil, you’d all be dead.”
BREAKING NEWS
The screen suddenly opens to the back of MC Ballyhoo’s chair. It quickly swivels around, Ballyhoo slamming his hands onto the desk with an urgent expression. Big Top was now wearing a headset, one that he was trying to scrunch off of him out of irritation.
“We interrupt this program to bring you the hard hitting news!” Ballyhoo announced sternly as he picked the papers up off his desk and shuffled them back into place. Some were very clearly upside down or had as little as one big bold letter written on it. “According to a man who labels himself as ‘Collecting Freak Toad’, within the Misty Bog is a smattering of collectible treasures! Most importantly amongst them is a big green orb that he singles out as being the most important item to return to him!”
“Well, with a name like that he must know what he’s talking about… Do you think he’s related to Rave Toad?”
“Aren’t all toads related somehow? Anyways! This just in! Bowser Jr. is suffering from a stomach ache! Not just a mere tummy rumbling though, it appears that a warp pipe has somehow grown inside him! You know what that means!”
“I’m going to guess it doesn’t involve actual surgery…”
“It’s almost like you’re absorbing my thoughts, Big Top! That’s right, we need a team of heroes to go in there and knock around some stuff until the problem is fixed! This reminds me, Big Top, we need to get to work on our episode where we explore someone’s insides! We already did the tournament arc, so this is our next step!”
“Mmm, remind me to call in sick that day…”
After a screen wipe, the display changes to what looks like an 8-bit version of MC Ballyhoo casting a bug net over a black humanoid silhouette in a clunky manner due to a lack of frames. It does this repeatedly for a few seconds until a title explodes through the scene.
CATCHING UP WITH:
When the camera returns to MC Ballyhoo, he’s shown dancing on top of his desk, jiggling his little feet as the pre-recorded audience cheers him on. The audio very clearly loops inorganically. “Ah ha ha! Yes, do we ever have a special guest for you tonight, folks! He’s that weapon copying, red wearing bloke that we all know and love!”
“Megaman?”
“Megaman wears blue, Big Top!”
“He sometimes wears red.”
“Well yes, but no! It’s Shiya Kiri… Kir-i-ga… It’s Shiya!”
The spotlights swirled around the stage in search of the man of the minute.
“It’s coming from over there…” the fearful one informs as they point to a mound that was suddenly within their vicinity. The leader creeps closer to unknown object, flashing the light on the mass of moss and vines. “What is it?” the cowering child asked.
A beady set of eyes poke out from beneath the organic coverings. The mound began to move violently, shaking the mass of greenery off. “IT’S THE MC BALLYHOO VARIETY HOUR!” the host screamed as he jumps at the camera, both children running off as he did. The camera takes an extreme close of the inside of MC Ballyhoo’s mouth until it transitions to black.
Colour returns to the screen as the show transitions to MC Ballyhoo’s talk show set, which was a vast improvement over their previous one. MC Ballyhoo’s desk was whole again, it even had a nice mahogany sheen to it. There were papers scattered all over the tabletop, in addition to a small scale replica of Mr. Game & Watch’s golden statue displayed on one corner of it. Everything was entirely refurbished; the carpet was a garish aqua colour that matched Ballyhoo’s pants, while the back wall was a mural of the Life Sphere’s skyline in silhouette.
The camera swept by a set of beanbag chairs that were nestled directly next to the desk, replacing the old couch that guests would sit on. The set lights swirled along with the camera until they all focused on MC Ballyhoo, standing on the back of his swivel chair. His arms reached out, blowing kisses to the audience as a stock sound effect of cheers played.
MC Ballyhoo dropped to his seat and enthusiastically pointed to the bean bag chairs. “AH HA HA HA! Y’know, I think they really bring the room together!” he announced cheerily.
While Ballyhoo was soaking in the new set, Big Top’s eyes were scanning every inch of the room with suspicion. “… When did we get the budget for this?”
“The last episode was our best performing episode of all time! I decided to splurge a bit! The old set had character, I know, but you can’t argue with the results!”
“I feel like I’m going to go blind if I look at the floor too long… why did you do this, the floor is my one place of refuge in social situations…”
“Fret not, Big Top! Our line-up tonight will keep you on your… brim? Yes! It will keep you on your brim! Let’s not keep the audience waiting, shall we!?”
The screen transitions to a crystal ball on a black backdrop. An eerie green mist surrounds the base of the ball like ribbons as fog swirls within the glass. The fog fades to reveal the title of the segment.
WHAT IF…?
The camera returns to a candid MC Ballyhoo, sitting at his desk properly with his hands balled and resting atop the surface. A spotlight shines from above him. “Big Top, have you ever wondered, what if?”
“Are we talking a specific situation or-”
“What if things have gone differently? What if a mission didn’t resolve the way it did?”
“Ah, not actually talking to me. Cool, I’ll go back to saying nothing.”
“Tonight we return to our fan favourite- I mean, our brand new segment! Completely fresh and unique! We ask ourselves, what if Sonic was really Sonic during the Absolution event and not Memphis Tennessee in disguise!”
“Mephiles.”
“Gesundheit.”
“Whatever. That’s a stupid question, Sonic wouldn’t build a giant spaceship to blow up the planet.”
“Oh? Then why didn’t you say he wasn’t the real Sonic from the beginning?”
“Look, we all thought he was on crazy pills. He was even tested after he was captured by Black Shadow to make sure he wasn’t a doppelganger, Mephiles makes a convincing fake.”
“Let’s not change the subject though, how would Absolution have gone down if it was the real Sonic?”
“He would have realized that what he was doing was crazy and put a stop to it.”
“Stop taking the easy answer, Big Top! What if Sonic really believed in his own cause! The emotional inner turmoil of whether to sacrifice an entire planet to save the rest of reality from the Starvia! There’s so much potential, Big Top!”
“I stand by my previous statement.”
“Ugh, fine! What if Big Top was in charge of the Gunship Absolution?”
“Oh, there would be no emotional turmoil, you’d all be dead.”
BREAKING NEWS
The screen suddenly opens to the back of MC Ballyhoo’s chair. It quickly swivels around, Ballyhoo slamming his hands onto the desk with an urgent expression. Big Top was now wearing a headset, one that he was trying to scrunch off of him out of irritation.
“We interrupt this program to bring you the hard hitting news!” Ballyhoo announced sternly as he picked the papers up off his desk and shuffled them back into place. Some were very clearly upside down or had as little as one big bold letter written on it. “According to a man who labels himself as ‘Collecting Freak Toad’, within the Misty Bog is a smattering of collectible treasures! Most importantly amongst them is a big green orb that he singles out as being the most important item to return to him!”
“Well, with a name like that he must know what he’s talking about… Do you think he’s related to Rave Toad?”
“Aren’t all toads related somehow? Anyways! This just in! Bowser Jr. is suffering from a stomach ache! Not just a mere tummy rumbling though, it appears that a warp pipe has somehow grown inside him! You know what that means!”
“I’m going to guess it doesn’t involve actual surgery…”
“It’s almost like you’re absorbing my thoughts, Big Top! That’s right, we need a team of heroes to go in there and knock around some stuff until the problem is fixed! This reminds me, Big Top, we need to get to work on our episode where we explore someone’s insides! We already did the tournament arc, so this is our next step!”
“Mmm, remind me to call in sick that day…”
After a screen wipe, the display changes to what looks like an 8-bit version of MC Ballyhoo casting a bug net over a black humanoid silhouette in a clunky manner due to a lack of frames. It does this repeatedly for a few seconds until a title explodes through the scene.
CATCHING UP WITH:
When the camera returns to MC Ballyhoo, he’s shown dancing on top of his desk, jiggling his little feet as the pre-recorded audience cheers him on. The audio very clearly loops inorganically. “Ah ha ha! Yes, do we ever have a special guest for you tonight, folks! He’s that weapon copying, red wearing bloke that we all know and love!”
“Megaman?”
“Megaman wears blue, Big Top!”
“He sometimes wears red.”
“Well yes, but no! It’s Shiya Kiri… Kir-i-ga… It’s Shiya!”
The spotlights swirled around the stage in search of the man of the minute.
Last Edit:
May 4, 2020 19:30:58 GMT -8 by Mr. Game & Watch
