::Returns from parking lot where he has been placing “I LOVE MY” stickers over the “DEATH TO” portions of bumper stickers on tie fighters and other vehicles::
Did I miss anything?
Feh, Enola. That butch leather style went out with the mid nineties. Today’s Overlord/Overlady favors a casual relaxed look that allows him/her to catch the enemy completely off guard. If you enter a room with gun drawn, jacket squeaking, and chains rustling, everybody will know you’re there on business. But…if you saunter in wearing old jeans, a sweater and a worn out pair of Vans, nobody will even notice the detonator in your hand.
At least, that’s what I’m counting on. Heh. Heh heh heh. BwaHahahahahahahah!!!
OK, THAT should definitely be on the list of “Don’t Do’s”.
I built two Death Stars right next to each other, and then mounted a Galaxy Gun on top of them, nestled right in between.
You’re right, we do need to recycle all those old TIE Fighters and use the scrap to build fleets of shiny new TIE Defenders.
Ah…The Baroness’ gifts to western fiction live on. We’ve still got Anime beat on one front.
Ranchoth
(I guess Shego is the modern equivilant)
One that shoots poison gas. Hey, we’re evil, remember?
Ladies and Gentelemen, I have been asked to make the following announcements:
Darth Vader has left the building. I repeat, Darth Vader has left the building.
Will whoever took the library book “Recovering Tyranosaur DNA” please return it? It is overdue. “Recovering Tyranosaur DNA”.
Lost and Found: Half of critical mass of U-235. Please, DO NOT bring the rest with you when you come to pick it up.
Will whoever left their Wookie in the foyer please pick him up? He’s soiling the carpet.
Thank you.
Well, it looks like somebody, not naming any names, is experiencing a little death-ray envy. Heh, heh. I’ve got this thing that’s the size of a Federation shuttlecraft, but the firepower is awesome. And it’s more manuverable too. Plus the stereo is awesome. I just put in an MP3 file that plays constantly and really get’s me in the mood to do some serious damage.
It goes like this: “I am evil Homer, I am evil Homer. I am evil Homer, I am evil Homer.”
After a few hours of that, I’m ready to take down anybody. And have some doughnuts too.
Mmmm doughnuts.
Yeah, but your bumper sticker says “I LOVE MY EWOKS”.
(Shame on you, Tars.)
To quote the artist who drew this, Mr. Brock Lee
The Perfect Femme Fatale .
I was gonna put on “I LOVE GUNGUNS” but, hey, i’m not THAT evil!!
Also, i think that Wookiee is eating the U-235, he seems to be shooting rays out of his eyes towards the dwarf pit.
I’d make a lousy Hero. I’d become the Femme Fatale’s love slave too easily.
What can I say? I’ve just got a thing for Bad Girls.
Ummm…Tars ole boddy? The damn Wookie is standing on iys head.
So…that ain’t its ears the ray beams are comin’ out of, if ya know what I mean? :eek: :smack:
I’ve gotta tell you, the Evil Overlording business is getting really tiresome, what with OSHA and ISO 666 and all the regulations regarding hiring minority henchmen. I’m thinking of packing it in and getting a real job.
Anybody know of any Grand Vizier openings?
I believe I shall retire to my Fortress of Solitude in Paraguay while the Evil Overlord field is thinned out a bit. No offense.
Tars, if you need to get in touch, use the super-duper secret password. But don’t tell anyone what it is, ok?
No matter how much they torture you, how many fingernails they pull out or how many re-runs of I Love Lucy they make you watch, don’t tell anyone its swordfish, ok?
Mad Science is a much better field than Evil Overlordship! Do heroes infiltrate my lab? Do UN troops storm my gates? No, they do not.
The only rule I have to remember is-Adequate Safety Precautions.
Fer example- all cages should be reinforced omnium steel with holes no larger than one inch square.
Everything and I mean EVERYTHING should have a manual override.
If there is a remote possibility that my AI will go insane and try to kill me, the manual over ride and large off button should be supplimented by an easily-yanked plug.
Re-Ship Design
For my money, the best ship design is still Brainiac’s ship-A huge metal death’s head, surmounted by a crytal brain and trailing lethal tentacles. That baby combined structural strength, firepower, and functionality with one hell of an appearance.
The problem with being a mad scientist is either the Evil Overlord kills you right after you make the super-secret-bio-gel-monkey-pox-virus-gas, or you get killed by your Mutant-Robot-Cyborg-Fish-Toad-Zombie due to “irony.” As a former mad scientist, (still a scientist, and still mad, but no longer cloning 800 Burl Ives) i can tell you we get no respect. Better to do the feeding to the Sharkticons than to be fed to them.
But Tars, that’s why I say Adequate Safety Precaution. If you think ahead, you should be able to prevent any situation in which the Evil Overlord can kill you and take your work.
Question for the Overlords- Why world domination through violent means? Every Overlord I’ve ever seen has a nice, efficient organization with happy employees who are loyal to the company. Why not a nice, quiet takeover? By legal election or stock buyouts?
“Hello shareholders. I, Dr MindWarp, am now majority stockholder and CEO of this company. The handouts you received outline the two inititiaves I have started. #1, this company is now EEeeevil. #2 From now on, customer service will be fast, friendly and helpful.”
Or To Quote The Simpsons
“Beware of his generous pension, and two weeks paid vacation each year
And on fridays the cafeteria serves pretzels and hot dogs and beer
He loeves German beer!”
RE-Ships
It ain’t the best make in the Braniac series. But it’s still a beaut
Behold
Hi there friends. Like many of you, I used to be an Evil Overlord. I had plans to take over the world and rule it from a secret lair on the ocean floor. I had lot’s of fantastic equipment, henchmen and beautiful servant women to fulfill all my desires. Still something was lacking. I felt, at a deep level, unfulfilled and dissatisfied with my life. Then one day, I discovered something that gave me a new mission, a new outlook and a new joy in waking up every day.
Yes, I found Amway, and Quixtar. And now, you can too. Shall I tell you about it?
:a sudden bolt of energy descends from trans-lunar space and incinerates photopat:
Well, I see your myopic “astronomers” have finally detected my Orbital Death Ray Battle Station.
A list of non-negotiable demands will be forthcoming.