“today on How It's Made. Jissou based fabrics and fibers.”
The screen shows a variety of house hold products, A T shirt,a silky looking dress, also some toilet paper and paper towels.
“As a Jissou grows, so do their tiny cloths. To take advantage of this producion of thread, Jissou are specially prepped for mass production.
“Today, a lot of fabrics are made syntheticly, but jissou fabrics are natural,or as natural as a bio engineered pet can get”
The scene opens in a warehouse, before the camara is a line of harvesting machines.
“This is where the magic happeneds, hundreds of Jissou are hooked up to these machines”
The camera zooms into one such machine.
“Lets see how they get in there.”
The scene changes to a different room. This one looks like a butchers slaughter house.
“First, live Jissou are brought in from mass Jissou breeders.
Each one is pre inspected at the breeders, looking for the type the factory ordered.”
“In this case, the factory needs full sized jissou. So that they are unlikely to grow out of the gathering frame they are permately hooked into.”
“Before they leave the breeders they given a special drug that cleans out a Jissous colon, then they are shipped without food to prevent defecation during transport”
As the narration goes, the scene shows workers gathering large wooden crates and bringing them into the butchering room
“Each case contains three large Jissou.”
A worker takes a crowbar and swiftly opens a crate for the camera.
The Jissou wipe their eyes as a flood light is finally let inside the crate.
“Hello mister man!” saids a friendly one
“My eyes hurt! Tenchi…” complains another
“Where are we?” saids the last one, trying to see out of the slats of the box, even though the top was removed.
“From here they start the process of making a Jissou into a thread producing machine.”
A worker grabs a Jissou from the box.”Yay! Mister man picked me!” The jissou tries to hug the worker.
Clearly used to this the worker can be seen wearing earbuds.
“First the Jissou is stripped and cleaned.”
The first thing to go was the Jissous dress and tiny panties. “No im naked! Why take cloths mister man!” screeches the Jissou.
“The Jissous cloths will be recycled into low quality fibers, like toilet paper or paper towels.”
“Next the Jissou is cleaned with a few blasts of hot water, and detergent. It is important to prep the skin for fitting and cutting later on.”
This Jissou enjoys the water bath.”I'm clean now tenchi!” it shouts.
“Next comes the trimming.. In order to be safely mounted onto the gathering frame, Jissou cannot have limbs, as they could accidently free themselves from the mount and cause injury with to much wiggling.”
Putting the cleaned and still wet Jissou onto a cutting board, it has one last thing to say.”Now wh…”
Before it even finished the sentence ,a worker, also with earbuds, swiftly chops off each arm and leg with a cleaver.
The Jissou stares into space for a moment before the pain hits its tiny little brain .”Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” it screamed
The scream is short and quickly cut away from.”Next the worker cauterizes the limbs and sends the Jissou down the line for the next step.”
This illicits more screams from the Jissou
“The next station does a special kind of surgery. Here, the Jissou is set face down on an operating tray.” “The worker then starts to cut out a square of skin out of the Jissous back.”
“This surgery is much more delicate then cutting off limbs.”
The camera watches as the worker uses a surgeons knife to cut into the Jissou. Starting just under the arm pit.
“The worker cuts out the sides, getting as wide an area as possible out of the jissous tiny frame.”
The surgery is put on full view. What's left is a large flat area, mostly the jissous back and the cut out sides pulled out to make it bigger.
“The worker carefully skips over any veins while cutting into the muscle, making the Jissou unable to twist its spine in anyway.”
“Next comes the mounting.”
The worker flips the jissou back over, tears staining its face.”It hurts refu!” it screamed up at the camera.
The camera shows a metal rectangular frame as a worker sets the limbless Jissou inside, its flayed out skin is stretched out and stapled to the ends and corners of the frame.
The Jissou reacts to every tug and pull as its skin is stretched.”Ow, no, stop, refu! No more hurting…” it sobs.
Fully set in its frame the worker holds it up for the camera. The Jissou takes a deep breath and wails, hoping this nightmare will stop.
And it does, for a commercial break.