For anyone interested I had one more recently.
Disney opened up the Imagination Pavilion's theater with a new 3D show, a reimagining of Alien Encounter starring Kronk. Me and a few of my friends walked into it. The queue was themed after a generic movie theater, and their were screens playing a pre-show that looped a video of a wolf singing Tomorrow Never Knows. We then walk into the theater, put are glasses on and it begins.
Kronk appears and welcomes us to the sister company to XS Tech called, I'm not even kidding, P-NIS Campgrounds. He then tells us the company will be performing tests on the audience. The CEO, who is Seymour Skinner dressed as a drill sergeant, pokes his head out of the screen and spits on the audience before leaving. Then the Incredibles appear and tell us that they will begin testing. The lights go out and animatronic Mickey gloves dangle off strings into the audience, poking our faces and shoulders. Some even hit and strangle us. The only source of light is the dim screen, which shows the Incredibles (specifically Dash and Violet) laughing at our misery.
This goes on for about 30 minutes before I decide to leave. I untangle from several gloves and run towards the exit. I escape, but not before one more Mickey glove holding a syringe injects me with an unknown liquid. As I walk through the gift shop, a screen plays the post-show, where the Incredibles explains to me that I was injected with a drug called "BasketBall" before I pass out. I wake up on Main Street U.S.A. and realise my arms have grown to the size of Mickey on the Partners statue. My arms then blow up and I live the rest of my life with no arms.
Disney opened up the Imagination Pavilion's theater with a new 3D show, a reimagining of Alien Encounter starring Kronk. Me and a few of my friends walked into it. The queue was themed after a generic movie theater, and their were screens playing a pre-show that looped a video of a wolf singing Tomorrow Never Knows. We then walk into the theater, put are glasses on and it begins.
Kronk appears and welcomes us to the sister company to XS Tech called, I'm not even kidding, P-NIS Campgrounds. He then tells us the company will be performing tests on the audience. The CEO, who is Seymour Skinner dressed as a drill sergeant, pokes his head out of the screen and spits on the audience before leaving. Then the Incredibles appear and tell us that they will begin testing. The lights go out and animatronic Mickey gloves dangle off strings into the audience, poking our faces and shoulders. Some even hit and strangle us. The only source of light is the dim screen, which shows the Incredibles (specifically Dash and Violet) laughing at our misery.
This goes on for about 30 minutes before I decide to leave. I untangle from several gloves and run towards the exit. I escape, but not before one more Mickey glove holding a syringe injects me with an unknown liquid. As I walk through the gift shop, a screen plays the post-show, where the Incredibles explains to me that I was injected with a drug called "BasketBall" before I pass out. I wake up on Main Street U.S.A. and realise my arms have grown to the size of Mickey on the Partners statue. My arms then blow up and I live the rest of my life with no arms.
