VILLIAN CHAT

MWAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA THE TIME HAS COME! TIME FOOOOOR

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VILLIAN CHAT! Get your most villainous characters and dump them here, find out whether they work together for their goals, or DESTROY EACHOTHER IN ORDER TO DO SO

obey ordinary role play rules
You can make up any kind of room you want
Feel free to annoy the characters more, but no killing. Like, you can make dangerous moves, but it's up to the characters writer to decide whether they die or not. The mansion has a reviving room,but someone must take you there.
You can destroy vases and whatnot, but not the mansion.
Those are the only rules, have fun

THATS ALRIGHTY MY HEARTY! Sometimes all I do is justmake a character for a specific roleplay, then keep them for others too

(SHWEEET)

This seems like fun! I have some characters that I would like to use for this if that's alright?

(Of course! Pop on in… IF YOU DARE! MWAHAHAHAHAHA)

(SHWEEET)

(i read this in cartman's voice and now i can't stop laughing XD anyways, just thought i'd pop in and say that-)

(SHWEEET)

(i read this in cartman's voice and now i can't stop laughing XD anyways, just thought i'd pop in and say that-)

((EVEN SHWEETER))

((ARRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO ONE IS HERE OKIE DOKIE IMA GO USE MY OWN ONE))

His thin, scaly tail trailed behind him, shadows leered away from, and the ground vibrated with a mysterious awe each step he took. Looking over his mansion again, Zachary smirked and threw away his lab coat to his right, and made towards the throne. His dumb shtick he had to stick to every single day had whittled him down to nothing more than an angsty teen at the current moment, but as he leaned into crimson velvet covered, black ivory chair, he smirked to himself about how good of an actor he was, to fool anyone for this long. And besides, here in his alternate dimension mansion, he didn't have to pretend to be anything else but just an exaggeration of his power over others, just because he doesn't have it yet.

He waited. He used this mansion to meet with other people from other dimensions, to learn about their strategies. Easy enough, he stole them, did his own thing, but he figured that he would only 'try' to take over dimensions he'd rather be in.
He waited a bit more…

She entered the mansion with her red umbrella closed and laid right in front of her, as if she was defending herself. She was quite nervous to be here in a mansion without anyone she knew, but she assured herself that it wouldn't be that bad. Rosaline flattened out her pinkish dress and cautiously took a seat. Then she noticed the guy sitting in a throne. She gasped in shock, but then tried to calm her nerves. Everything would be okay.

"Uh… hello sir. How… are.. you?

(yes)

(She has done some torturing and has tried to kill people for "her" benefit (really it's for another entity but she proudly takes created for it). She also willingly works for this entity which, in her story, makes her quite evil as the entity has to mindwash the person in question. (this doesn't really show how bad she is but oh well))

(Me: Everything a super villain would do.)

(Good answer.)

(No problem)

((Slowly developing his motivations step by step, wants to take over his own universe and any that seem to profit him. Currently, his strategy is to build an army of ghosts, since in his universe, they're one of the most powerful beings, and manipulating them in life will eventually turn them to favour towards him, and he can then control them. Waiittttt I just made the motivation as I wrote, neeeveeermind!))

He slowly opened his eyes and leered at the newcomer. What appears to be a sweet, kind girl… what with all that dress and umbrella and simply how she presented herself. Half of him hoped that this wasn't actually a villain, but really some poor, wandering fool that walked into a trap. Another one to add to the army, he believed.

'Ah, welcome, my friend. This is my underground mansion, at the centre of all the universes, where those with ambition come and help each other reach their goals and their potential. I'm Zachary, and obviously…' he gestured at himself, an d at his whiskers, tail, ears, and fur, 'I'm a humanoid rat. Don't be shocked, there's more horrors to come this way.' He leaned foward out of his position. 'And I'm feeling… quite talkative today, how about you?'

((Also he's a mouse, not a rat))

"Oh, I could be in the mood to be chatty, I suppose. You know, I've never seen a humanoid rat like you before. I've only seen you, but they're normally so… small. That's why Leader doesn't use them. He does like to use huge rats like you but they are honestly not scary. I killed a couple of them so easily!” Rosaline held her umbrella in the air and gestured to it, showing off some of the dried blood on it.

“Granted, I did have to use telekinesis,but they didn’t give up much of a fight. I hope that you would. Those rats were honestly so pathetic. Ooh, do you wanna see my telekinesis?!” The girl hops up in her seat and claps her hands together in pure excitement.

(I would have responded earlier but my computer shut off. Sorry about that.)

(ahh thats alright)

'Oh my…' Oops, too much disappointment in that response. Unfortunately, this was a villain indeed, or at least a very, very violent girl. He looked halfheartedly at the dried blood, wondering how the blood even got on the umbrella if the girl used telekinesis… wasn't that just a mind control thing? He berated himself a bit for not really understanding powers he knew he needed, and smiled at the girl.

'Well, that's certainly impressive, my friend, but of course I would be able to give a daring fight with the right… mindset' for he didn't actually possess many powers as of now, he only just started with his army 'I would love to see your telekinesis, but please, may you demonstrate on those dummies right behind you.' He gestured towards some previously unseen scarecrows chained to the wall. Instead of hay and sticks, each one was made with strong bark and fresh grass woven in such a way that made their figure stay strong, perfect targets for true powers.

'Don't worry, they don't have that gunk inside them, they're simply dolls. I know how much gore upsets a few people' especially himself

((psssst whats 7'8 in metric and is it like… tall as a door or something, I'm not sure around measurements))

'Oh… another guest I presume?' He looked straight into the newcomers eyes with a smile back. He was certain this weirdo was to pull the same impression as him; that they were in charge, they were the manipulative one, and no one could fool him. That kind of attitude could be manipulated to his own will, but it was a bit of a hard job to do, so he felt it more tactical to just learn from him instead. After all, this figure seemed rather powerful, and perhaps they were already in charge of their own universe.

'Do sit down, my friend' -he gestured towards a comfortable, ebony-black wood chair- 'and do observe what our other guest has to show for us. She tells me that she used telekinesis to ward off large, non-sentient rats'. A part of him pleaded that this guest didn't ask a magic show from him. Zach was aware of the dangers of meeting other villains, but part of his plan was to let them explore the mansion for themselves so they could get distracted. If he came into danger, Zach should be able to trap anyone he needed to, or at least escape.

Rosaline turned to look at the new creature that entered the room. She was slightly worried at how sick they looked with their greyish-green skin and bright lime eyes, but she pushed it aside.

“Uh… hi! I was just about to show off my telekinesis,” she said and quickly got up from her seat and walked over to the scarecrows. She inspected them and when she noticed that they were chained to the wall, she sighs.

“Normally using my umbrella would be easier, but I guess not,” she muttered to herself before placing the umbrella delicately at her feet and using both hands to reach for the dummy. She managed to break it away from the wall, and raise it a couple of feet into the air. Then she let out a cry of pain, dropped the scarecrow, and fell to the floor. After a few moments of silence from her, she got up and faced the new “person” that had just entered.

“Hi! How are you?!”

(Rosaline’s umbrella works in a way to make her powers not hurt her. Her power can drain her energy and removing a scarecrow from the wall and lifting it into the air takes up a lot of energy. When Rosaline holds her umbrella with it open, her powers are much easier for her to manage. This is why she likes to be on higher platforms. If needed, she can jump off with her open umbrella and is practically able to do anything with her telekinesis. This only works with her special umbrella. Any other umbrella acts just like how a normal one would. ((Jeez this is a long paragraph.)))

"Ahh! Hello!" Rosaline walked over to the new person that had just entered the room.

"I love your outfit! My "cousin" would totally love to wear something like that, where did you get it? We would never get clothes like that in my tribe!" Rosaline took a deep breath and smiled.

"Sorry about going all "poultry" there; I just notice great outfits, like, all the time. By the way, everyone here has such great outfits, it kind of makes me wonder if I'm too "cutesy" to be here. It's always worked to my advantage, but, you know," she trailed off.

“But nevermind that! I want to hear some bad thing that you’ve done! It doesn’t have to be extreme if you’re uncomfortable, but I wanna hear some bad thing. It could even be that you stole a candy bar at age 7.” Rosaline clapped her hands together.

(when she said “poultry”, it’s like saying “ham” in this world. It’s slang in her tribe for being intense.)

"Yep! Any bad thing. For example, once I kinda accidentally almost killed my “cousin” as they refused to help Leader. I didn’t mean too… I just jumped off a huge rock and underestimated how my powers worked. They ran away from me… I haven’t seen them since, but I hope they still like me…. I felt awful about it until I found out they were alive. Now I don’t care as much.” Rosaline shrugged. The more she told that story and how it didn’t affect her, she found that it was becoming true. She truly didn’t care as much. Before, she would of been terrified at this fact, but now she didn’t care.