(Submitted by John Landy):

PREMISE: The Multitude has defeated the Eschelon. News crews had caught footage of the final battle, and had broadcast it in the way the shocking truth deserved as its own thirty-minute bulletin:

INTRO (possible Flash Teaser)

UHF dots. Female mumbling is heard as the picture fades in, sounds of a fracas in the background. Shot of The Toon in foreground, battle waging on behind. A microphone with the call letters of the station is wobbling in his direction as he turns to face the camera.

"Reality? This is reality. There's nothing more real than a stampede of hungry cartoon hippos happening to catch scent of a Mrs. Fields Cookies. And, hey. If it so happens that the bad guys are standing between them and their destination, so be it.

Conjure skids behind Toon with a BFSuper-Soaker 10K (with bubbling green liquid inside), doubles back. Fingers wiggle at the camera, beaming smile.

Toon gives a glare in response... "Get your own news crew!" A shadow casts over Conjure's head, and a low whistling can be heard in the background. He looks up and promptly exits.

"Now, as I was saying" An ACME-labeled Anvil slams into the ground where Conjure was standing.

"There are stringent boundaries within the scope of reality"

Jinx walks by the camera, points at it. It shorts out, snow. Audio still remains, as Toon finishes, audio crackling out:

"We simply choose to ignore them."

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