First Heist

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[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...

Comments

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

Okay, first of all, you shouldn't be stealing whatever the hell you just said in the first place, and second, I don't really care. You were pointing it at me, threatening to shoot me, you get the picture.

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[Dr. Horrible gives a silent shake of his head and a roll of his eyes. He scoffs and trudges around Power Girl in a wide loop to retrieve his broken device.]

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

{She picks him up by the front of his...lab jacket}

I don't think so.

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

Oh, for--

[Dr. Horrible struggles against her grip instinctively, pushing and pulling and kicking. There's a flinch in his face, bracing himself for the inevitable hero punch.]

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

So, can we talk? I'm not going to punch you, for the record.

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[Annnnd he gives up, just kind of dangling from her powerful fist.]

Will you let go of me first? You know, this position kinda makes it tight around the lungs--doesn't help with breathing.

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

{She does set him down}

So where are you from, anyways? You could probably be Flash's or Atom's.

Mmmmmph I considered putting dialogue in but it didn't sound right XD Sorry if it's hard

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[Dr. Horrible is agitated. He brushes off the front of his lab coat as if he were just manhandled by Moist, his evil--very wet--henchman buddy. And clearly, he's barely listening to Power Girl. He leans to the side, peeking around her to the remnants of his ray on the ground. For a moment he considers making a getaway, but with this superhero standing in his way...

Now how the hell was he supposed to get back to the lab?]

haha it's okay

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

...You aren't even paying attention. You do realize that I'm trying to help you out, right?

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

--What?

[Quickly, his gaze skeptical.] I don't want any of your help. [A slight strengthening of his voice later] Dr. Horrible works alone! Mostly.

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

Mostly. Well okay, first of all, do you know how to get home?

Let me know if my understanding of this is wrong or anything

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[Again, he teeters to the side, neck outstretched, staring pointedly past her at the broken ray on the ground.]

Home?

[His mind wanders. He really, really wants to get away and retreat to his lab right about now. Then he'll build an even bigger, stronger and better Instant Trans-Dimensional Teleport Ray, hopefully with proper time-traveling capacity next time. Maybe he can send Moist out to help him carry the equipment for his next heist.]

You broke my way home, geni--



[Dr. Horrible disappears.]

:|b nope you're cool

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought. I wonder how long it'll take him to come back. I bet he'll come back with a new weapon. Jeez.

{She flies over to pick up the pieces of rubble and effectively caber toss them a couple of, well, miles away. The Plane is just that big.}