Dear Fishbowl,

Apparently it's war now. Well trust me, I intend to bring it.

Love and Kisses,

Your Evil Overlord

P.S. Cross is a fatty.

P.P.S. Hi guys. What's up?

P.P.P.S. So apparently I accidentally all our stuff, house, savings, you know. Anyone interested in the Evil Overlord Charity Fund? It involves you, me and a cup of coffee, to start with.

B+? I really, really hope that was your evil twin that tried to kill me. Cause otherwise I have no clue what I did to piss you off. I am so lucky I'm fast or I would be dead meat. What the hell is with strong little girls?!

Um. In other news. Scythe wielding maniacs are now part of the sphere? This is just getting out of hand, people.

I'd go hide under the coach... But. Um.

Sky?

I blew up the coach. No, I didn't touch your stuff. I don't know how I did it. It was sort of totally awesome though.

[A short time later]

It would be pretty wicked if I had an evil twin actually, come to think of it. I mean, other then Want.

[The writing is pretty sloppy and messy, hastily scribbled]

Ow. Fuck. Ow.

Dear 'Sphere,

Medics? Gonna come down and uh... Yeah. Have some broken fingers.

Note to the interested: don't poke Praise.

Yeah, yeah, shut up, I'll be laughing too when I get painkillers.

Love and kisses,

Your Evil Overlord.