realityshifted | First Heist

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dr. horrible (d1) dr. horrible/billy

First Heist

[A tall, gawky, gangly man stumbles into the plane carrying a tremendous, unwieldy ray-gun device. The thing dimmed and shut off from a bright purple glow. He glances around wildly: left, right, then down at the ray in his hands. He's mumbling quickly to himself, reaching up to awkwardly adjust the pair of goggles fitted to the top of his head.]

Was that supposed to happen? Dial's turned on, portal switched to open, parallel dimension setting's right, time window--

[His head snaps up, and, startled, he drops the gun with a loud clatter. It is as if he is realizing all at once that he's not alone.] Uh-- Hold on, just a minute-- [He clears his throat with a hacking cough, takes a deep breath and bellows out a (very well-rehearsed), bellowing evil laugh of evil laughs, a broad smirk on his face.]

AAAAAAAHAHAH AHA HA HAHAHA! People of this parallel universe! This dimension has been hijacked by DR. HORRIBLE. That's right, the super evil villain of Los Angeles, who so famously obtained his Ph.D. in HORRIBLENESS.

[He's beaming now. Yeah, he's got this, all right! He's gesturing with each emphatic sentence.]

I have opened a portal from my world... to yours. With my Instant Trans-Dimensional Teleport Ray, I have entered your universe and soon I'll be sweeping up the crumbs of your rotting society into my iron glove. You are now at my mercy in this new plaything I call [and he holds up his gloves hands in a victorious fashion, declaring dramatically at first, and tapering off toward the end,] Alternate Dimensional... Universe... Nexus... thing... Number 1. [He quickly moves on to the next matter of business.]

And there will be no heroes to save you here. I claim this dimension in the name of the Evil League of Evil! [He nods.] No running away this time. No handsome know-it-alls or corporate tools to buy their way out of it.

Just. Anarchy. Run by me.

[He stops to count off his fingers. Did this guy pre-rehearse this speech? Has he forgotten anything?] Introduction, evil intent, ruling with an iron glove, that it?

So. Um. [He clears his throat again and pulls his goggles down to cover his eyes, his voice deep and booming as he can make it.] Suffering! Yes! Your peaceful, uneventful lives are now over. Kiss it goodbye. Go on, hurry up - because the Horrible Takeover has already begun!

Brace yourselves, people of Alternate Dimension Number 1! This won't be pretty. Well, unless you cooperate, then it'll probably be pretty easy...

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It's 2010--And of course it's a meeting point between universes. That's the point. Time's not supposed to match up.

[Dr. Horrible is wholly unremarkable to look at. He hunches his back a little, his eyes can't seem to stay focused on one object for too long, and he has a twitchy pair of eyelids. Dr. Horrible can tell, with a glance, that Brax is a much richer, much better-bred and much better-looking man than he will ever be. He regards the man with glimmer of disgusted distrust.

Somehow, this convinces the Doctor even further that this nexus, in addition to his own dimension, needed himself to rule it. Especially when people like Brax exist in it.

It isn't the whole truth that Billy meant to come to this place today, though. In fact, firing the ray at all was a mistake, but that tale will be left for another blog, another day.]

Not a hero. Fine. What would you call a Dead... -But-Not Conquerer? [Twitch.] Evil?

Is it? [Braxiatel's smile curls up, just a bit, and his eyes flicker to the weapon.] And you made that. You must be close to the upper levels of human intelligence, Doctor. [For Irving, it isn't something to dwell on, just a fact to be stated, and the assessment is delivered in that same mild tone.]

Alexander is technically a Heroic Spirit, a... a class of energy beings, I suppose is the way to put it, resurrected for a battle for the Holy Grail. I'm told they're resurrected based on the idea of them in the cultural conscience, which has precedence. It's an interesting method, as it relies on magic, which I thought near-extinct before I came here. [His voice lifts slightly in the delight of discovering something new.] As to whether or not he's evil, I wouldn't jump there so quickly. Selfish, egoistic, and perhaps possessed with a certain megalomania, but certainly not evil. If he's a hero, it's only in the sense of the world that applies to his time and his people. An Achilles, not a Superman.

[Mental Note: Heroes to dispatch, Number 1 - Dead Alexander the Great. Got it.]

The world doesn't need another Superman. He's just so... Super. [Dr. Horrible suppresses a shudder. He flashes a grim, thoughtful smirk, eyebrows arched.] But if he's an Achilles, then why not strike the heel?

Why bother? He's an agreeable man. I'm not in the habit of killing people on whims, particularly not ones of such historical significance. And when he comes back from death, I doubt he'd be very pleased with me. It would start an endless cycle of murder and revenge, which would be so... tiresome. [Braxiatel nods to himself as if to affirm the aptness of this word.]

[It may be Brax's imagination, but that next eye-twitch resembles more of a wince than a normal tic.]

Whoever said anything about killing? I'm just talking about getting him out of the way.

[Braxiatel pauses in noticing that. If were was any good at expressing sympathy, he might try. As it is, that is one of the social conventions for which he has almost no talent, so he opts to not.]

[He does, however, make his next point rather gently.]

You did just walk in threatening dominion and conquest. Killing is rather inevitable if you choose to take that path. [Then, thoughtfully:] Though I've seen a handful of dictatorships that don't use murder. They often rely on absolute mind control. My own people rarely kill anyone to maintain power; however, I think removing people from history or trapping them in temporal loops is essentially equivalent. And the Poikyo of Bha use dance and song for population control. The problem is that anyone who doesn't submit ends up dancing until they die of exhaustion. A contestable case, I suppose.

[Finished with his pondering, Brax returns his attention to Billy.] So I suppose there are some ways to conquer without relying on killing. Forgive me for assuming.

Please. [he scoffs] That's not my style. I'm way more creative and ingenious than that. What does killing people do, anyway? Sometimes it'll cause chaos, but the world is so rotted and filthy that people get over it in no time. No, the better way is to cause lasting damage. Stir up society. Turn it upside-down.

Edited 2010-04-21 05:12 (UTC)

[curious] Really? How? I have a... a relation who specializes in this sort of thing, but I suspect he rarely knows what he does to 'hear the sound of empires toppling,' so I've very rarely bothered to ask him. [Braxiatel smiles] In fact, he's a Doctor as well.

They don't call me an evil genius for nothing.

[It seems that there is more to this 'Dr. Horrible' than what meets the eye. Maybe this little nerd boy really did have the smarts and the gadgetry to make good on his promise.]

Does the Doctor have a name?

Most people have names. The Doctor chooses to use that as his. He also goes by Ka Faraq Gatri - that's 'Bringer of Darkness' or 'Destroyer of Worlds' in the Dalek language - and Karshtakavaar - 'The Oncoming Storm' in Draconian. They're both terribly pompous, so I don't like to use them.

Edited 2010-04-21 06:29 (UTC)

Sounds like my kind of guy already.

[Though he does give a pause at that. Something's off about this mysterious suit.]

So you tell me about heroes, you tell me about the Bringer of Darkness. What's your side?

[Politely deciding not to mention to whom the Doctor likes to bring darkness, Braxiatel lifts his eyebrows.]

I didn't know I was meant to have one.

[Boy, is Dr. Horrible in for a surprise with that one.]

Then what are you, some kind of dimensional ... gatekeeping... guide guy?

No no, of course not. I'm just visiting. I imagine the guides would be Ms Sault, Lapis, and Lazuli. You should have seen them on the way in.

Whatever. So long as you bow to my rule.

[Yeah. Yeah, he can remember those girls. The funny people in the aforementioned 'curious shop.']

Do they make good and willing minions?

Not literally, I hope. My back is going. I'm not as young as I used to be.

[Though of course, he still looks like he is somewhere between thirty-five and forty-five.]

I've never tried. Ms Sault does seem to serve someone, but the twins would be, ah... 'Chaotic Neutral,' I think is the term. Though they do have their odd little rules. Perhaps True Neutral? It's been decades since I last played Call Of Cthulhu. My fault for bringing up the Great Old Ones around Silurians and Sea Devils; they're very sensitive about their religion.

[Dr. Horrible gives him a look at that line, mouthing 'Not as young?' to himself. Brax didn't look that much older than himself!]

I'll only take them if they're evilly-inclined. We'll see, after I start overhauling this place.

[Ignoring the look] Yes, about that. I'm curious. What are your plans for the place? It's rather anarchical as is. There certainly aren't any laws in place. We're left completely to ourselves.

Really? ... Huh.

[Actually, that's almost disappointing, to end up in a rule-less society. Where was the society he wanted to upend and implode in order to instigate better change? That he presided over, of course.]

Nothing like a little horribleness and chaos in a rule-less society to shake things up. No rules means us villains... get to have more 'fun.'

And what sort of horribleness would that be?

Okay, look. I'm not a two-cent super villain that's dumb enough to give away all of my horrible plans before I even start. Yeah, already learned that lesson pretty hard-- You'll have to catch me at the aftermath to get the rest.

Let's just say I have my ways.

Oh, you misunderstand me. I didn't mean it like that. [As it always does, his voice becomes softer as he becomes more serious.] I meant, what sort of horribleness do you think could shake up a place like this? When I said we had no laws, I spoke from experience. People have murdered and tortured here. I've no doubts that someone could come up with more terrible things---I've seen them before and will, I know, see them again---but if your intent is truly to rid this place of filth and rot, I'm really quite curious to see how more horrible acts are meant to accomplish it.

Edited 2010-04-21 23:21 (UTC)

Watch and learn, buddy. All you gotta do is sit back and watch a criminal genius at work.

Now about getting back to the Lab--

[And he's gone before he even realizes what the hell happened.]

Edited 2010-04-22 05:45 (UTC)

[lifting his eyebrows]

Perhaps I should have began with the introduction. I really need to get Broderick onto making those brochures...

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