Not being much of a joiner, perhaps I could manage representatives of the negative action team, who ensure that potential members are treated unfairly and with great bias during initial interviews. This bureau would be, of course, separate from the original organization so as to further its own agenda (which shall remain undisclosed until it is far, far too late).
::anticipatory fang licking; rubs together four pairs of legs in evil glee::
U all seam to have missed the one super power u all need and i have got…
The power to tell the hero our most improtant plans just b4 he(s) escapes…
I have :
Heavy breathing : eeeeeeeeeeeh ooooooooooh eeeeeeeeeeh etc
I always imprison people in cells with large ventilation shafts.
Well, a society dedicated to evil. Sounds fascinating, but I feel that bonding yourself wholly to a society will bring about your downfall from some would be hero. (Curse that James Bond!) It would be more feasable to have a loose coalition, in which we can all have our own private evil empires and work together to promote our cause and back each other up when neccesarry.
Wow, is this thing still going? I guess the subliminal hypnotic messages I hid in my earlier posts have worked. I will rise from the subterranean lair where I have hidden and command my unwilling minions to action. First I will check the efficacy of the hypnotic commands I instilled so long ago.
All of you! Cluck like a chicken! NOW!
Oh, stop crowing APB. Don’t make me look at your computer.
giggles
Oh lord…it’s the thread that WILL NOT DIE.
Although, I have to admit, my evil powers have changed with my change in jobs. Now I just control the ratings for everything. 
I’m sure it looks to you two as though your posts are actual words, but really all the rest of are getting is:
Balance-
and
Falcon-
It was funny at first, but it’s getting tiresome, much like this thread. Very Well…
When I snap my fingers you will all be released from my evil thrall. Return to your homes. EVO is hereby disbanded. Pursue evil in your own ways, my hellish followers. Good night, and God bless.
SNAP
You cannot dispel me that easily: my evil is far stronger than yours. The EVO has always served me well, and It shall continue to do so.
You tell 'im Arkon…and then fetch me a Zombie (extra rum, and skip the mint garnish).
I read all that. good god. I wept for the people of Hoboken. I cheered when Crimson Tape appeared, and bled at his treachery. I followed the humble but moving story of dogsbody and falcon, and a friendship that decided lives. There were highs and lows. The apocalyptic yet somewhat mismatched struggles of APB and BALANCE (how many times could one destroy the other then have them return in a blaze of poorly explained reasoning). There was the romance of Ruffian and Deathlama, Balance and Falcon. Their love clouded my eyes and their lust did funky things in my pants.
The tales of Inoci and his wacky zombie droids. Apb’s impassioned pleas for dogsbody’s loyalty… that fell on deaf ears.
A moving thread, that left me feeling like i had learned something. A cautionary tale of too many evil scientists destroying themselves, b4 they could destroy the world. I give it a B+.
Im going to go get a life now, or at least try and finish my thesis.
In a dark corner of some forgotten basement a trap door is thrown open from below. One hand, and then another appears, and a figure lifts itself out of the hole. A single lightbulb in the center of the room casts a soft light onto the weakened visage of one who is unmistakably evil.
The man shuffles forth on sprained and twisted legs to a workbench at the foot of the stairs. His back to the light, he begins digging through a stack of papers, oviously searching for something.
After a short while the man collapses into the chair in front of the workbench and appears to relax at last. The force of sitting has spun the chair in such a way that the folder gripped in the man’s right hand is now illuminated by the sixty watt bulb. In strikingly bold letters the folder’s label reads the topic of its contents:
“E.V.O. Plan F, by Inoci”
And the world held its breath…
I AM KIPLING WITH MY CAKES OF DOOOOMMMMMM!!!
BWA HA HA HAAAAA!!!