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Started by ultraguy4
(2012-10-07 00:41:02)

ultraguy4 (2012-10-07 00:41:02)

I, as an intern here at Cartoon Network, am not really supposed to question what is aired or written for the shows. But sometimes, I just have to wonder what the hell's wrong with the people who write this stuff. Just about a month ago, some weird Adventure Time episode got posted all over the internet when it wasn't supposed to, so CN's gotten a bit of a bad reputation lately.

For you to understand what I'm about to tell you, there's something you'll probably need to know. There are times when you get an idea, and it sticks with you. As you know, this happens a lot in creative processes, such as script writing. And sometimes, these ideas are better left untouched. Like what I am about to tell you right now.

There is a "lost episode" of Regular Show, entitled "Punishment Park." There's a reason why this episode was "lost." During this time, we were supposed to make a Halloween special for Regular Show. Somebody suggested we make an hour long special, which was approved. I wasn't there for the initial development process, so I may not be able to fully explain why this happened.

Anyway, me and a couple other screen testers had just gotten the episode and were checking it for quality. We popped the disk into the DVD player and sat down to watch. The title credits started. The normal "Regular Show" title started as normal, but the music was slightly out of sync. It started a bit early, so the last few seconds of the title were silence. Another screener wrote something on a clipboard before returning focus to the episode.

It started with Mordecai and Rigby in the house, goofing off and playing video games as usual. Mordecai was the first to speak. "C'mon Rigby, we should really get back to work before Benson busts his balls." Rigby snickered. "Heh. 'Busts his balls.'" Mordecai responds with a punch in the arm. I let out a little throat laugh. Benson at that moment walks in. "What are you guys doing!?" He seemed a bit angrier than usual. Mordecai started stammering, but Rigby nonchalantly responded. "Relax. We're taking a break. Don't bust your balls over it." The intern with the clipboard took another note.

Benson was VERY angry at this point. "THE TRASH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PICKED UP FOUR HOURS AGO!!! YOU IDIOTS ARE FI-" Benson stopped and returned to normal. "Ugh. Never mind." Mordecai spoke up. "Wait, Benson-" Rigby stopped him. "Chill out. Benson's not on our asses anymore." I raised an eyebrow. I wasn't sure the network would allow the word "ass" to be published on a kid's network, but I kept silent.

It then cuts to late evening. Mordecai and Rigby are eating take-out on the couch while watching a monster movie. Rigby is cowering into a pillow. "Quit being such a baby." Rigby was about to defend himself, but Benson walked back in, holding a box of doughnuts. "Benson! Sorry about the take-out, we'll clean up-" Benson cut Mordecai off. "I'm sorry guys. I've been a bit stressed lately. As an apology, I got you doughnuts." Rigby takes the box. "Sweet! Dibs on the cream filled!" Mordecai ignores him and turns to Benson. "So, you're not mad?" Benson shakes his head. "I'm not mad. But you will be soon..."

Mordecai shrugs it off and takes a doughnut as Benson leaves. "Is it weird to you at all he got us these? He seemed pretty pissed earlier..." Rigby just scoffs. "He said he was sorry. And plus, we got free doughnuts!" Mordecai takes a bite from his at the same time as Rigby. It skipped ahead. The entire box of doughnuts was empty.

"Aw, man! It's like that time I turned into a green blob..." Mordecai just laughs at him. "Bet you were wishing you'd shared the jelly filled with me now, don't you?" Rigby ignored him and groaned. "I need to lie down..." He then falls over unconscious on the floor. Mordecai panics. "Rigby!? RIGBY!!?" But Mordecai himself then falls to his knees and passes out. The screen goes black and moves to the next scene. Mordecai and Rigby both wake up in a darkened room. The screen twitches for a second.

Having read Squidward's Suicide and seen that weird Adventure Time episode, I knew better than to do a frame by frame. Unfortunately, the other employees did not share my knowledge. One of them paused and started backing up. It was a picture of J.G Quintel himself, being hung. The picture looked real. A bit too real. It definitely looked better then anything even a dedicated Photoshopper could make. The clipboard guy frantically wrote something and played the episode.

Mordecai and Rigby looked around, confused. "Where are we?" Rigby was visibly afraid. M-Muscle Man? Y-you'd better not be p-pranking us..." A familiar voice sounded. "You'll see him later." Mordecai was first to respond. "Benson! Thank God you're here! Where are we?" Benson replied with one word: "Hell."

Mordecai was visibly confused. "But- you said you weren't mad!" Benson can be heard again. "I'm not mad. But you will be." Mordecai yells into the blackness. "What does that even mean!?" It was then I took notice of the setting. They were in a padded cell, like you'd see in an insane asylum. It was very realistic, as if the episode was edited into a photograph.

The clipboard guy took another note before returning the attention to the episode. Rigby was running around the cell, banging on the walls. "HELP!!! BENSON'S CRAZY!!!" Benson sounded on the intercom again. "I'm not crazy. But you will be soon." It was then one of the walls lifted, revealing a Plexiglas barrier. Pops was on the other side, strapped to an electric chair. "Hello Mordecai and Rigby! It's a jolly good day, isn't it? Benson wants to play a game!" Rigby responded first. "NO! Benson's trying to KILL you!!" Pops was about to respond when he started getting electrocuted. Mordecai was banging on the glass. "POPS!! NO!!" Benson sounded over the intercom again. "No use guys. Pure Plexiglas. Couldn't break through that crap with an assault rifle." The electric chair shut off. Pops was visibly afraid. "I don't like this game..." Rigby yelled up at the ceiling. "We're sorry, Benson! We'll always do our work!"

It appeared I was the only one who really thought about how disturbing this really was. Everyone was just giving blank stares at the screen. I could've sworn I'd heard the clipboard guy laugh when Pops was electrocuted. I then focused back on the episode. I must've spaced out for longer than I thought, because when I looked back, Pops was being electrocuted again. This one didn't go like last time. The electrocution didn't stop. Pop's head exploded. Bits of skull, brain matter, blood, and eyes splattered the walls. Only a bloody stump remained. Mordecai and Rigby were screaming and banging on the glass. Benson was heard again. "Disturbing, isn't it?" You could almost hear a smile in his voice.

Mordecai was crying and pounding on the wall. "You bastard! You sick, evil, sadistic BASTARD!!" The intercom sounded. "That's just a taste of things to come." Rigby curled up and started sobbing. "I just wanna go home." Mordecai went over to console his friend. "It's okay. We'll be okay..."

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was happening, and my co-workers paid no heed to the disturbing things happening. The clipboard guy seemed excited about something. I could only imagine what...

I looked back from the clipboard guy and looked back to the episode. Rigby was curled up in the corner, mumbling to himself. Mordecai was pacing around, trying to find a way out of this. It was then he noticed a panel in the wall. He slid it open. "Wha- painkillers? Why would we need these?"

Benson sounded over the intercom. "Just in case..." Mordecai looked up. "In case of WHAT!?" He threw his hands up and stopped talking. Another panel lifted up, like the one Pops was trapped in. This time, Muscle Man, Skips, Margaret, and Eileen were in there. They were tied up to ropes hanging from the ceiling, dangling over a vat of clear liquid.

Benson talked. "I'll give you a chance to save them. If you find the button, I'll let them go." He punctuated his sentence with a maniacal laugh. I knew what was coming next. Mordecai and Rigby were frantically looking around for a button. Everyone inside the glass was yelling, but couldn't be heard. Rigby looked in the compartment with the painkillers. "MORDECAI!! I FOUND THE BUTTON!!!" He instantly reacted. "CLICK IT!!!"

Rigby hit the button. As I predicted, the four of them were released- into the liquid below. The panel was covered before anything was seen. Benson's maniacal laugh was heard again. "You guys are stupider than I thought!!! You shouldn'tve hit that button!!"

Rigby was crying and confused. "You said you'd let them go!" Benson scoffed. "I said no such thing. I said I'd let them go- into the acid." You could hear the smile in his voice. Mordecai and Rigby looked at each other. "I've had enough..." Rigby solemnly nodded in agreement. He walked to the compartment and grabbed the painkillers. It was then he noticed a power drill. He took them out and placed them on the ground in front of him. They looked at each other and nodded. I couldn't believe this episode was ever condoned! I called for J.G Quintel through the intercom. The clipboard guy did not look pleased....

J.G arrived within 15 minutes. He wanted to know why the hell I'd called him down here. J.G called down the C.E.O of Cartoon Network after we'd showed him part of the episode. The C.E.O was here in an even shorter time. We explained to him that we'd gotten this episode earlier and how utterly ed up this was. He asked us to play the episode where we left off. I reluctantly hit play...

Mordecai and Rigby popped open the bottle of painkillers and each took about half of the pills. They were both very woozy at this point, looking about ready to fall over at any second. Rigby grabbed the drill first. I then noticed it was realistic, as if someone Photoshopped it into the episode. Rigby stuck the drill through his chest. Blood slowly oozed from both sides. He squeezed the activation trigger. The drill spun around, going deeper and deeper into his chest, blood shooting out at a much faster rate. This went on for about two minutes until the drill was entirely through his spine. You could hear a sickening and audible "crunch" as the fattest part of the drill ripped through his back. He released the trigger and dropped the drill. Blood dripped down his chest and stained the padded floor white. Everything in his chest was clearly visible. Arteries were severed, and chunks of his heart were stuck to the walls of his chest. He let out a short, pained moan and fell on his back, blood pooling at an even faster rate.

Mordecai took one look, turned around, and threw up. He wiped his beak and blankly stared at the corpse that was once his best friend. I myself was pretty sickened at this point, as was everyone else. Except the clipboard guy, that is. He was strangely ecstatic. He took one look at the drill and shook his head furiously. He punched himself in the throat. It knocked the wind out of him and he stopped a moment. This time, he took two fingers and shoved them through his neck.

He fell to his knees, blood leaking from his throat-hole and mouth. Soft gurgling and choking could be heard. He fell on his side and spit up more blood. Then, he went limp. His eyes rolled back, leaving two, bloodshot, milk white spheres.

The scene went back to the house, where Mordecai and Rigby were dead on the floor as they were in the mental asylum. Benson walked in and shook his head. "Who knew it took just a little hallucination for them to go nuts? Oh, well. They're not my problem anymore." Then it hit me: Benson never took them to a mental asylum. Except for Mordecai and Rigby killing themselves, none of that had actually happened. They just imagined it.

Benson casually took the bodies and buried them in the backyard. "Well, maybe I'll get some good workers next time." He walks back into the house as the credits roll. J.G Quintel took the disc and left, with me and the C.E.O in tow. I thought I noticed the clipboard guy smiling, but thought nothing of it. Now, when I look back on it, I probably should've thought about it more. The second us three left the room, gunfire and screaming was heard. We tried to open the door. but it was locked.

The police arrived within 10 minutes, but it was already too late. Everyone in there was dead, but the clipboard guy was nowhere to be found, even though there weren't windows in the room and we'd been standing by the door the entire time. Of course, nobody ever found out where he was. I don't ever think I'll be able to drive that horrific experience from my mind.

So here, I leave my last words to you. I'm sharing this with you, so you can share it with others. I've been contemplating this for a while, and believe it's best I don't have to think about this again. In my hand, I have a gun. And to you, I leave my final words.

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