speeding: (That's not a cow...)
Okay, poll. Is transmogrified a real word? And what does it mean?

Also, anyone ever heard of a creepy guy named Pandemonium? How about a Memphis Mefeestofeelis M&M Mephistopheles?

And finally who here knows much about Hell? I mean the old, sulfur and brimstone, damned souls, lake of fire place.

Bonus: I look awesome. Cape, helmet, totally badass. Why does it give me such a weird vibe?

((OOC: Strikes are readable. Tommy is dressed like his grandpa AKA Magneto.))
speeding: (Being serious)
Hey, anyone seen Code?

And how long have I been gone? Not to be cliche or anything, but what day is it? Month? Year?
speeding: (Ummm // I think I skipped class that day)
Man I had the weirdest dream last night. I was being chased by a giant pizza, and Arrow was riding it going "Ándale! Ándale!" while there were like thirty dancing Mugen's eating cheesepuffs. And then it got weird.

My subconscious aside, yo and welcome n00bs. Name's Dash, I'll be serving as your Evil Overlord during your stay in our lovely arboreal prison. Feel free to direct all complaints to other people, and all tribute to me.

Carry on, peons.
speeding: (I don't care // nyahh)
Show of hands! Who here's been to hell?

Pretty sure I have. And I didn't even get the damn T-shirt.

Ladies you may call me devilishly handsome any ol' time.

Also, my birthday is tomorrow, but I seem to be afflicted with a bit of fire and brimstone so leave all offerings of cake, pizza, games and cash at the door.

This concludes your Evil Overlord's PSA. Carry on you crazy lab rats.
speeding: (Side glance)
Seriously did I enter the twilight zone? Because I only understand about one word in ten you freaks are using.

Don't make me crack open a can of moonspeak on yo butts.

Pity da foo'.

[Added a little later]

Seriously, can anyone write normally? Like, anyone? Code, please tell me you can translate some of this gobbledy gook.

And don't tell me here if you're going to take ten pages to answer "yes" or "no".
speeding: (Focused)
Dear Tree,

Getting kinda sick of being thrown into jail. Knock it off.

Also, the breakfast cereal? That's sacred. Don't fuck with it again.

-Evil Overlord

P.S. Anyone know what a Magneto is? I think my cereal's trying to say he's my daddy.
speeding: (I don't care // nyahh)
Dear Fishbowl,

No. I am not on a boat. Nor does the dude look like a lady. And, in fact, I'm already king, so there's no need to work on my roar, right?

I understand you must be bored and lonely, without me to write to you every day, but making wax statues of me is creepy and stalkerish. Just so you know.

I'm glad we had this little chat.

Love and all that,

Your Evil Overlord

P.S. Seriously. Creepy.

P.P.S. Cross, we're out of socks. Again.
speeding: (Dash smash!)
Dear Invaders,

This is my tree, and those are my minions henchmen civilians you are attempting to eat. Also, that's my stuff. In short, you are not welcome.

GTFO, DIAF, and all that.

So it is written, so let it be,

Loves and kisses,

Your Evil Overlord

P.S. My pillow fort is the bomb.
speeding: (Yes I'm pretty)
Dear Fishbowl,

Sending the elevator to some weird abandoned city Island and stranding me there was, frankly, not cool.

That's two hours of my life I'll never get back. And that place was creepy.

Regards,

Your Evil Overlord

((OOC: Dash doesn't know about Want, Throne and Ran yet.))
speeding: (Logann likes it when I grin)
Dear Fishbowl,

If any of the residents of our delightful tree happens to know where one might go about locating a suitable substance for use as a fuel, that would be most delightful.

Especially if it's rocket fuel.

Loves and kisses,

- Your Evil Overlord

P.S. This is totally not to power Dr. Boom's robot minions or anything, I swear.
speeding: (Yeah huh // so much better than YOU)
Things you can do in Vegas without getting arrested:

-Get exceedingly smashed despite being a minor
-Cheat like anything
-Enter strip joints without getting carded
-Light shit on fire
-Steal stuff

Things you can't do in Vegas without getting arrested:

-Jaywalk

Pro tip to the wise, the authorities are really sensitive about jaywalking.

So. The More You Know.

This PSA has been brought to you by G.I. Joe your Evil Overlord.
speeding: (Oh god // I feel sick)
Oh when you’re down and you’re looking for some cheering up
Then just head right on up to the candy mountain cave
When you get inside you find yourself a cheery land
Such a happy and joy filled and perky merry land
They’ve got lollipops and gummidrops and candy things
Oh so many things that will brighten up your day
It’s impossible to wear a frown in candy town
It’s the neck of lovely candy cave
They’ve got jellybeans and coconut with little hats
Candy rats, chocolate bats, it’s a wonderland of sweets
Buy the candy train to town and hear the candy band
Candy bells, it’s a treat, as they march across the land
Cherry ribbon stream across the sky and to the ground
Turn around, it astounds, it’s a dancing candy treat
In the candy cave imagination runs so free
So now Charlie before you go into the cave.

Yeah.

That's what I've been listening to.

All day.

At first I thought it was bad that I got a unicorn. But now, not I would be fine with like, ten of them, if they would just. Stop. Singing.

I wonder if I can get it drunk.

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