Out of Pod Experience

Delicious when also biomassed and served with soy sauce and some ginger.

He probably just discovered that there's a cooldown timer on the feature now.

That could be done on some kind of gladiatorial fight.

4 suspects unwilling to biomass thrown into a pit, various medieval weapons strewn around, trapdoors with dangerous animals beneath and a timer. If one victor arises before the timer runs out (bonus points for disemboweling his oponents and biting into still beating hearts) he gets to live, if the timer runs out and more than one guy is still standing, the GM in his Ultradestructoid Deathbot comes along and incinerates everything. Possibly slowly.

The show even could have a childs program where the little ones can wach the fedos feed on the incinerated leftovers of the fight (little fedo treats only 10 isk per piece).

Aston Martin DB5 stood breathless. Every inhale was agony. Ribs were definitely broken. How was Capn SmacK Swagger still be alive? His last attack with the trident had pierced him through the abdomen, and Capn SmacK Swagger was bleeding profusely, with what Aston could only imagine was a portion of his intestine hanging out. Still Capn SmacK Swagger drew breath.

Aston looked up at the clock. One minute remained.

The arena floor was covered in blood. In the corner was the heap of flesh that was once ForumAlt778. Aston had defeated him swiftly. YoloHashtagAirBiscuit's corpse still switched nearby. At the onset of the match he had been hit in the throat with a mace by Capn SmacK Swagger, and left to gurgle his last few moments of life away.

Now it was jus the two of them.. circling each other like rabid animals. Both bloody, beaten, barely alive. Capn SmacK Swagger held his stomach with his mostly shattered right arm, and held his mace as firmly as he could with his bloody left. Capn SmacK Swagger closed his eyes for a brief second in pain, and that moment was all Aston needed. He lunged forward with his trident, but the weapon was too slippery with gore, and the trident sail from his grasp, narrowly missing Capn SmacK Swagger's head. Aston fell to the ground and screamed in pain as the broken ribs dug in and tore at bruised muscle. Capn SmacK Swagger, spurred on by Aston's screams swung his mace with as much strength as he could muster.

Aston saw it coming towards him. Everything suddenly went into slow motion.. as if time itself had slowed. Then, a buzzer sound interrupted the scene. Both combatants found themselves frozen in mid fight. Aston couldn't move his head, but moved his eyes to look at the timer.. which now flashed 00:00.

Time was up.

Slowly the crowd began to chant. Ar-Cade. Ar-Cade. Ar-Cade. And soon, the ground started shaking to the rhythm of the chant. A giant doorway appeared at the end of the arena, and slowly it began to open. The crowd's chanting turned to a roar as GM Arcade emerged followed by a massive mech. It was the Ultradestructoid Deathbot. Death-bot, death-bot, death-bot! The crowd now began to chant. GM Arcade looked down at the 2 men and smiled. He stuck out his fist. The crowds chants stopped. The entire arena was now focused on GM Arcade's hand.

He stuck his thumb out slowly to the side. Murmurs were heard from the lower levels of the arena seating area. GM Arcade's expression became sinister, and his thumb slowly pointed downward.

The crowd erupted in cheer. The Ultradestructoid Deathbot advanced towards the men.

Terror gripped Aston Martin DB5 and Capn SmacK Swagger as they slowly they were enveloped in a globular force bubble. From inside, the bubble turned everything a reddish hue. The atmosphere inside the field began to heat up. Labored breaths now became torture as the burning hot air was searing their lungs. Steam, and finally smoke began to come off the still frozen men. Moments later, the field was enveloped in flames, and both men were incinerated.

The crowd roared and applauded. Children ran to the railings and waved at the now departing GM Arcade and his Ultradestructoid Deathbot, who smiled and returned the gestures. Before passing through the doorway, GM Arcade turned, and with his mighty voice he boomed "Release the Fedos!!!!". He then turned and walked through the doorway, which shut behind him.

The children screamed with glee as the little creatures scurried from their holes into the arena. The fedos ran straight for the charred remains first, and within seconds had finished their appetizer. Soon the remains of ForumAlt778 and YoloHashtagAirBiscuit were covered in Fedos, happily feasting while the children cheered them on. Soon, the arena was clean. Every scrap was gone. No evidence remained at all of the bloody battle that had just occurred. The fedos all scurried back to their holes, and the walls became solid again.

The crowd all sat back in their seats and looked up at the clock. The 00:00 was replaced with 4:00. A small door at the far end of the arena opened, and four more men were led out onto the grounds....

I would totally buy a ticket to see that.