In a lab somewhere deep in a cellar in the confines of Zaun, the sounds of electricity sparking and the agonized screams of a man can be heard echoing off of the dank cement walls of the place. Then silence ensues before Mundo turns around from his table, putting the augmented cattle prod in his hands beside a tray of other 'goodies', as he refers to them. He seems surprised... at least, that's what can sort of be read on his 'features'.

Oh! You scared Mundo! He wasn't expecting you!

Hello future specime- Er, friends! Mundo welcome you to his laboratory, where he does all of his work.

Mundo sees a few of the people that have come to greet him looking at the man on his table. He holds up his hands defensively, laughing a bit at the silliness of what they're implying and slurping his tongue around sloppily.

Mundo not kill him... yet. He gives Mundo extensive data on electroshock therapy! Ask Mundo questions about his new discoveries. He answer you right away.

Adjusting a pair of goggles on his face, he straightens up his lab coat (which is about five sizes too small, with ripped-up sleeves and the like), he peers out at his visitors, a big smile on his face. Visitors were nice. Even better when they didn't come bearing nooses, pitchforks, and torches.

((Hello everyone! I'm really new here. You may've seen me here and there posting around as Mathais the Blacksmith. I've only been on these forums for a few days, but I've been roleplaying off and on for years. I'm looking to take a crack at Mundo, though. We'll see how this plays out.))

{{ Talk more simply. Mundo shouldn't be using big words like 'illustrious", apparently. }}

((Mundo has large vocabulary when he pleases XD))
Breakfast of champions?

Mundo, your opinion on proper cleaver design for combat?

Arriving with a loud voice and flair, Blitzcrank strolls in like he owns the place. Of course, after the experiment, he may scream and walk out, never to go in again.

Hello, Mundo! It's a pretty abode you've got here. I'm ready for the experiment! So, what am I supposed to do?


- Blitzcrank, the Liker of a Madman's Laboratory