“This is SP Entertainment’s doing,” he muttered. “They turned my trauma into a clip show.” Refusing to hug anything, Rambone ripped a fire hose from the wall. It sprayed not water, but trope juice —liquidified movie clichés. He aimed at DJ Dreamweaver.
The Dreamzone glitched. Then shattered. Rambone woke on a greenroom couch. Kiki handed him a contract. “You broke the Dreamzone! The finale was our highest-rated episode ever. We’re spinning you off into Rambone: Dreamzone Island next spring.” Rambone XXX- A Dreamzone Parody -NEW 2014- -Spl...
“Then you stay here forever. In the Dreamzone. Where every failed task becomes a season of Single’s Inferno but with your exes.” “This is SP Entertainment’s doing,” he muttered
Rambone realized the only way to win was to lose—spectacularly. He grabbed a karaoke mic from a nearby pretzel stand. He aimed at DJ Dreamweaver
“One condition,” he said without turning around. “No more hugging.”
Rambone’s eye twitched. He saw them now: ghostly projections of every bad romance from his action-hero past. A femme fatale from Rambone 3: Back in the Saddle Again . A betrayed ally from Rambone 5: Lone Wolf Boogaloo . They all held microphones.