The Movie Saga 2: Electric You-Know-What

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I think my opposite self would be an assassin who uses poisoned weapons. Like shuriken or blowdarts. If he had to fight in close quarters he’d use a rapier with a poisoned tip. He’d also be stealthy so he could poison people’s food without getting caught.

Some choice poisons:
Curare to paralyze. Uses it on darts

Poison dart frog - on shuriken. It’s fast acting
This poison can sto pthe heart

Some kind of slow acting poison on the tip of his rapier.Symptons include dizziness, vision impairment, possibly pain or fever.

Foxglove on the shuriken or darts - slows the heartrate. If enough makes it to teh bloodstream cardiac arrest can occur. (In real life it takes more than 2mg given intravenously)

Nightshade - used to poison food. Symptoms - dizziness, dry mouth, flush, nausea and vomiting, visual impairment, increased heart frequency, agitation and raving, followed by weakness and sleepiness, breathing compression and death

Calabar Bean - used to poison food. One bean is enough to kill a person.

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Let’s see … if I’m an easygoing wiseguy with a fixation on his red jacket and who is occasionally partial to the Quentin Tarantino School of Diplomacy … let’s see …

Huzzah! I, Bizzaro-Yarro, shall use my Terrible Chowder Powers, my psychotic appearance, and my inability to act to defeat you!

Outta here, you TOB freak! [blakam] Anyway, if we’re going by direct opposites, my alternate would be extremely serious, acts like he’s got a stick up his ass, refuses to wear red, and decries violence at every opportunity.

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My opposite would be some sort of dragon hating, sword hating, magic hating, assasin type person. Probably with some form of gun. He’d also hate blue with a vengence.

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Hello, CIA? I think I found a lead on that international assassin you were looking for…
:hahaha;

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At least I don’t use their trademark poison - shellfish toxin. It would just add insult to injury.

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I forgot a little thing about my opposite,he would love cheesecake (<< >> What? i don’t like cheesecake),and hates people in general.

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I guess my evil counterpart would be reckless and have no sence of caution.

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Part 2: The Evil Parallel Dimension

“I see the device did not work,” said the goatee-sporting Sinistral. “Very well, I will have Mazrim kill the scientists.” He then went down the steps, leaving only Mabat, Wolf of Light and Cala on the roof.
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“What happened?” asked Mabat. “What’s wrong with Sinistral?”

“What do you mean?” asked Cala.

“I mean, he’s all evil and stuff,” said Mabat.

“Really?” asked Wolf of Light. “I haven’t noticed.”

“The blast must have sent us into an evil parallel dimension!” said Cala. “Our lives are at stake! We can’t trust anyone!”

They went down the stairs, where they learned what the Tower of Babel was in the parallel dimension: an evil command center for evil things. Sinistral watched as a left eye-missing Mazrim blew up several scientists in a pit below. He then looked at Evil Sinistral, but was shocked into submission at the push of a button and dragged into a large cage. The three hid in the shadows and watched the scene unfold below them.

Suddenly, a scar-sporting Videospirit entered, carrying a pizza box. “Your order’s here, sir,” he said, quickly setting it on top of a computer moniter before stepping away.

Evil Sinistral opened the box, then quickly closed it. “You failed to keep the anchovies off my pizza,” he said. He held his hand out, and Evil Videospirit’s face flushed with horror. “Your agonizer, please.”

“But, Captain Sinistral!” shouted Evil Videospirit.

“Your agonizer, please!” repeated Sinistral.

Evil Videospirit took a device off his belt and handed it to Evil Sinistral. Evil Sinistral jabbed it into Evil Videospirit’s shoulder several times, but nothing happened. “Oh, for crying out loud, you’re supposed to keep fresh batteries in your agonizer at all times!” shouted Evil Sinistral.

“I don’t know what happened,” said Evil Videospirit.

“You know what,” said Evil Sinistral, “let’s just go to the agony booth, okay?” He dragged Videospirit off, and the others used the chance to escape.

“Now what do we do?” asked Wolf of Light. “We’re stuck in a damn parallel dimension, with no way of getting back!”

“There might be a way,” said Mabat. “If we correct some sort of grave injustice or wrong in this world, we should be able to return home.”

“What makes you think that?” asked Cala.

“Hey, it worked on Star Trek,” said Mabat. “By the way, I grabbed something back there…”

Evil Sinistral and Evil Videospirit returned to the control room. “Typical,” said Evil Videospirit. “Agony booth’s out of order. You could call those service people and they’ll be around in, oh, December, maybe? Well, I could take it out-”

“SHUT UP, VIDEOSPIRIT!” said Evil Sinistral. He then looked at the moniter, and found something missing. “Where’s my pizza?”

“I don’t know,” said Evil Videospirit.

“You failed to guard my pizza,” said Evil Sinistral. “Your agonizer, please.”

“That’s your answer to everything!” shouted Evil Videospirit.

(to be continued)

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Heh…I sense a running gag.

On another note, my evil self would probobly HATE pizza, since my love of the stuff is one of my defining traits. (At least I think so. >>;)

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Same here, actually. And his voice would sound like … let’s see … a cross between Auron and Shadow the Hedgehog (I consider myself to sound like Tidus meets Sonic) …

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After stealing a car from a random newbie, Mabat, Cala and Wolf of Light drove off into the deepest regions of RPGC. It took about five minutes for them to realize that they had no idea what they were doing.

“If I know my sources of evil,” said Mabat, “the problems are probably radiating from the government. Maybe we should head to RPGCity.”

“I think that’s where we are,” said Cala. “I can’t see the castle, though; maybe the evil government’s in another kind of building.”

“And maybe you should watch out for that tree!” shouted Wolf of Light. Mabat slammed on the brakes and tried to turn, but he hit the tree anyway. All three were knocked unconcious and slid onto the ground.

Evil Sinistral examined his matter transferance device for several minutes, then slowly rose to his feet. “Not only did my device NOT work,” he exclaimed, “but those fools took my pizza! They will die for this insult!”

“Should I sic Mazrim on them?” asked Evil Videospirit.

“You fool!” shouted Evil Sinistral. “We have enough trouble controlling Sinistral in his cage! Can you imagine the destruction he’ll cause if we let him OUT? No, this calls for more professional assistance. Get demigod and Lex.”

Evil Videospirit started to leave, but was blocked by a very large figure in red armor. “Sinistral,” said the figure, “why are your playing with your toys right now?”

Evil Sinistral’s eyes practically popped out of his skull. “L-Lord Phoenix!” he gasped. “Wh-wh-what are you doing here?”

“I’ve called a meeting,” said Lord Phoenix. “You are to join us at ‘Fortress M’.”

“I-I understand, sir,” said Sinistral.

“And don’t be late this time,” said Lord Phoenix. “I’d really hate to have to break your precious skull across my fist.”

Cala woke up on a soft, flower-decorated sofa, inside of a modestly-decorated house. Mabat and Wolf of Light were still unconcious, and were lying on the floor in front of her. Sitting in an arm chair across from Cala was another young woman, this one wearing a barely-there mage outfit and pointy straw hat.

“Good thing you woke up, Cala,” said the woman. “If you were out a second longer, I probably would’ve had to call the hospital.”

“Wh-what’s going on?” muttered Cala.

“Can you imagine those doctors?” continued the woman. “They actually bet on who’s gonna die first! What do they think they’re doing, anyway? They’re supposed to SAVE people!”

“Who are you?” whispered Cala.

The woman looked at Cala strangely. “Are you all right? Did the accident knock out part of your brain? We were supposed to play canasta today!”

“Canasta?” asked Cala. “I…don’t get it.”

“Great, now you have amnesia!” said the woman. “I’m Valkyrie Esker, remember?” Cala suddenly realized that this was the Evil Valkyrie Esker.

Finally, the front door opened. Two people stepped inside; the first was a woman who looked a lot like Cala, only she was wearing a sweater and blue jeans. The second was a very strange-looking man, who bore a slight resemblance to Mabat.

Everyone quickly started exchanging glances. “Well, this is awkward,” said Cala.

(to be continued)

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So, it seems you’re going the route of the world’s most accomplished mage. Not one of a nun or of an overtly modestn person, as I’m in a “barely-there mage outfit.” And by the way…

“You fool!” shouted Evil Sinistral. "We have enough trouble controlling Sinistral in his cage!

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Very good. Keep it up. :cool:

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I concur.

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Great I’m a lackey. I must have some evil plans to overthrow my masters though. Or something.

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Silence, lackey! Your agonizer, please.

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Canasta… How lovely. I love it. :smiley:

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I’m not sure I want to know what canasta is. :3

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Its some kind of card game… all I know other then that is the fact it seems real popular with elderly ladies.

And, normally I would believe Val would twist it into something… intresting, but it seems “Evil” Val has no such designs

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Me and Val better play Canasta or you’re a dead man gallo. >.>