A Meeting of the Evil Minds {Villains: see your PM box}
Feb 15, 2019 20:30:10 GMT -5
Post by Yzma on Feb 15, 2019 20:30:10 GMT -5
<<Sorry, all the set up! Also I'm thinking no posting order will help us best, like with holiday threads>>
Yzma was so busy pacing, she was hardly paying attention to where exactly she was going, and didn't even notice a portal shift. She knew she had changed scenery and walked to a different park all together (the one in California), but she was quickly becoming used to that.
Failure after Failure!
First she was stuck here, and now...not only could she not get any help, she had to contend with some Incinerating Guard Experiment, such as Jookiba described!
Whether or not that fact was exaggerated, Yzma had every reason to believe the scientist when he said it was at least somewhat dangerous, even when she'd met the thing and seen for herself how pathetic it seemed.
If she hadn’t found an unused section of River Country to possibly use (with its own slide to work with also!) in making a Secret Lab or Headquarters, she would count all her time since coming here as a bust!
Not even finding Kronk seemed useful!
Still...on the off chance the Incinerator was a threat...
"Let's see...", Yzma muttered to herself as she walked along, using the exertion to brain-storm even despite not having a secret lab to do such in. Not yet anyway. "How to keep the annoying incinerating creature from being a problem for me and my new headquarters?". Whatever her next move, she had to at least be prepared.
Kronk wasn't currently near for her to feed her ideas off of, but still, Yzma delivered a monologue for brain-storming.
"I know...I'll go to one of those over priced stores around here and I'll buy the little orange blob a sweater! Then I'll give him the sweater, but it will be itchy! It will be so itchy he'll scratch. He'll scratch, and scratch. He'll scratch so much he'll disturb everyone around him and they'll kick him off of every ride he goes on! He'll be so upset, he'll cry! And he'll cry, and cry! He'll cry so much he'll water-log his sensors and not be able to incinerate me or ever do anything ever again! It's brilliant brill--!".
Yzma's gloating was interrupted as she walked straight into a ladder! Stepping back, she scowled up at the Cast Member who was even now sliding down, apologizing and saying something about fixing signs. Yzma peered up at what he meant, "Well I'll say you should fix it, there's a giant gap! And what's a Mi-Key?". The Cast Member explained that wasn't on purpose, someone had done it.
Vandalism. On purpose. Sounded mildly Enthused-Evil. And she could use Enthused-Evil. Kronk was Apathetic-Not-Evil.
"Hmm...tell me more!", Yzma rubbed her hands together.
The Cast Member didn't present this Bowler Hat Guy as too much of a villain, or not too bright about what he went about, though they warned he had his moments, but that could work for Yzma, she realized. There were others, apparently; her next asking the tourists and such (and so the Cast Member's themselves didn't have too much of an idea of her new plan) revealed. Yzma was quickly coming upon a much grander plan!
She was hours apart from her prior brain-storming, but still returned to the moment as seamlessly as she could, "Or, to save what little money I've actually got, I'll get a whole host of allies on my side and surely one of them can guard the place for me!".
Kronk was less help than he had been before, not that that surprised Yzma since her insulting him had sort of driven him away back when trying to get rid of Kuzco, and she actually wasn't sure he wouldn't ruin her plans by telling the wrong people, so in the end Yzma had to make the invitations herself.
From Yzma,
Newly Deposited (once) Empress and Brilliant Potions-artist,
To like-minded brilliant individuals also stuck here. You are cordially invited to punch and cookies (and other such snacks you eat, send requests* back to his address) at the Abandoned River Country amusement park. Under the big slide. Pull the left lever. Not the right one.
Tell none. Minions included!
Let’s discuss how to help each other make our stay here a little less dismal.To that end no eating or killing other attendees of course and please let's leave our none-claw variety weapons at the door
Yzma was honest enough in her invites, knowing the details of her actual position would come out (though she flared up her own credentials past just some sorceress), and lying up front to these sorts of people would just make trouble for her. There was no honor among Thieves and Plotters, and Yzma didn't pretend there was. Though...everyone arriving that could would be helpful and someone had said this Gaston, who sounded so promising as a big burly henchman (though she wouldn't tell him that) didn't read, so Yzma included pictures to her hide-out.
She would not be surprised if few chose to actually relinquish their weapons and just said they came with none, and even kept her hidden dagger close and put in a few emergency measures in her fixer-upper type spot beneath one of the slides she planned to use, just in case anyone got the bright idea to revolt.
Then she got a table. Coasters. Punch. Cookies. And the odd request so far as she felt like honoring, including beer and ten eggs she'd been able to find, Mr. Gaston would just have to make do; and there were already raw steaks for the lions she'd heard about; then Yzma waited.
As for the lever (or push paw) entry she alluded to, Yzma still wasn't pleased with the simple slide down into the bowels of her lair/work shop, but it would have to do for the moment.
<<In case anyone’s curious, if you pull the wrong lever it just activated Yzma’s Frosting Defense System and you get frosting squirted in your face. >>
Yzma was so busy pacing, she was hardly paying attention to where exactly she was going, and didn't even notice a portal shift. She knew she had changed scenery and walked to a different park all together (the one in California), but she was quickly becoming used to that.
Failure after Failure!
First she was stuck here, and now...not only could she not get any help, she had to contend with some Incinerating Guard Experiment, such as Jookiba described!
Whether or not that fact was exaggerated, Yzma had every reason to believe the scientist when he said it was at least somewhat dangerous, even when she'd met the thing and seen for herself how pathetic it seemed.
If she hadn’t found an unused section of River Country to possibly use (with its own slide to work with also!) in making a Secret Lab or Headquarters, she would count all her time since coming here as a bust!
Not even finding Kronk seemed useful!
Still...on the off chance the Incinerator was a threat...
"Let's see...", Yzma muttered to herself as she walked along, using the exertion to brain-storm even despite not having a secret lab to do such in. Not yet anyway. "How to keep the annoying incinerating creature from being a problem for me and my new headquarters?". Whatever her next move, she had to at least be prepared.
Kronk wasn't currently near for her to feed her ideas off of, but still, Yzma delivered a monologue for brain-storming.
"I know...I'll go to one of those over priced stores around here and I'll buy the little orange blob a sweater! Then I'll give him the sweater, but it will be itchy! It will be so itchy he'll scratch. He'll scratch, and scratch. He'll scratch so much he'll disturb everyone around him and they'll kick him off of every ride he goes on! He'll be so upset, he'll cry! And he'll cry, and cry! He'll cry so much he'll water-log his sensors and not be able to incinerate me or ever do anything ever again! It's brilliant brill--!".
Yzma's gloating was interrupted as she walked straight into a ladder! Stepping back, she scowled up at the Cast Member who was even now sliding down, apologizing and saying something about fixing signs. Yzma peered up at what he meant, "Well I'll say you should fix it, there's a giant gap! And what's a Mi-Key?". The Cast Member explained that wasn't on purpose, someone had done it.
Vandalism. On purpose. Sounded mildly Enthused-Evil. And she could use Enthused-Evil. Kronk was Apathetic-Not-Evil.
"Hmm...tell me more!", Yzma rubbed her hands together.
The Cast Member didn't present this Bowler Hat Guy as too much of a villain, or not too bright about what he went about, though they warned he had his moments, but that could work for Yzma, she realized. There were others, apparently; her next asking the tourists and such (and so the Cast Member's themselves didn't have too much of an idea of her new plan) revealed. Yzma was quickly coming upon a much grander plan!
She was hours apart from her prior brain-storming, but still returned to the moment as seamlessly as she could, "Or, to save what little money I've actually got, I'll get a whole host of allies on my side and surely one of them can guard the place for me!".
Kronk was less help than he had been before, not that that surprised Yzma since her insulting him had sort of driven him away back when trying to get rid of Kuzco, and she actually wasn't sure he wouldn't ruin her plans by telling the wrong people, so in the end Yzma had to make the invitations herself.
From Yzma,
Newly Deposited (once) Empress and Brilliant Potions-artist,
To like-minded brilliant individuals also stuck here. You are cordially invited to punch and cookies (and other such snacks you eat, send requests* back to his address) at the Abandoned River Country amusement park. Under the big slide. Pull the left lever. Not the right one.
Tell none. Minions included!
Let’s discuss how to help each other make our stay here a little less dismal.
Yzma was honest enough in her invites, knowing the details of her actual position would come out (though she flared up her own credentials past just some sorceress), and lying up front to these sorts of people would just make trouble for her. There was no honor among Thieves and Plotters, and Yzma didn't pretend there was. Though...everyone arriving that could would be helpful and someone had said this Gaston, who sounded so promising as a big burly henchman (though she wouldn't tell him that) didn't read, so Yzma included pictures to her hide-out.
She would not be surprised if few chose to actually relinquish their weapons and just said they came with none, and even kept her hidden dagger close and put in a few emergency measures in her fixer-upper type spot beneath one of the slides she planned to use, just in case anyone got the bright idea to revolt.
Then she got a table. Coasters. Punch. Cookies. And the odd request so far as she felt like honoring, including beer and ten eggs she'd been able to find, Mr. Gaston would just have to make do; and there were already raw steaks for the lions she'd heard about; then Yzma waited.
As for the lever (or push paw) entry she alluded to, Yzma still wasn't pleased with the simple slide down into the bowels of her lair/work shop, but it would have to do for the moment.
<<In case anyone’s curious, if you pull the wrong lever it just activated Yzma’s Frosting Defense System and you get frosting squirted in your face. >>