....when I tired to enslave the people of Freedom 12. They defeated me by ignoring me. That hurts! I had a brilliant plan too. I was going to take over their communications and play the same song over and over until they acquiesced and surrendered to my evil plans. The song was...
They actually made that song their anthem! Horrible creatures.
I killed everyone that posted video's of cats playing an being cute. And while that might be considered evil by some folks, far tooo many others thought it a public service.
... my clatch could just buy sleek, mass produced, death rays online from China, rather than put up with my cobbled-together-from-household-utensils death rays.
...Lex finally started to grow his hair back, but I can't stand that ahole and snuck some nair into his shampoo. The hissy fit he threw pissed everyone off.
... I thought it would increase our profile to have crossover events with cartoon characters. The rest of the Earnest League of Decimation didn't agree.
... so I told my villainous team mates that I could provide them with an HQ that the heroes could never find. But I forgot they'd explode going across to the Anti Matter Universe - Auntie Monitor.
...Look, you tell a super villain to NOT push the self destruct button that says "Planet Killer", I'm a BAD GUY, of course I'm gonna do it. So whut if the Super Villain Clatch of Space blew up?
Eventually the other super-villains realized that the reason the super-heroes kept showing up to foil our schemes was that I'd been sending them clues the whole time... - the Riddler
I don't just call myself The Puritan when I'm dealing with the heroes. Now, let's have a look at this big list of things you're all now prohibited from doing.
Because I hacked SalsaMan's account and flooded his server with lolcat vids. Completely ruined his "take over the world and rule evilly!" plan, I know. Yeah, I know Salsaman is a badguy! What, you thought I was only evil to the good guys? The guy's a jerk. Mexican night and do you think he would share is salsa Supreme with nacho's with anyone? Nope. Don't bring that weak sauce into my house and not share. Killed the party flat.
Poison Ivy got pissed when she asked me to water her precious plants while in Arkum. I'm Catcus Man lady. I don't need much water. Just a sip once a month. Has she ever heard of succulents? Her stupid plants need water that much? Eeeeeeexxxxxccccccuuuuuuusssssseeeeeeee Me!
Listen, I was under pressure. A defeat by the JLA, another by the Titans and Infinity Inc. No therapy, and it was like I got released at the end of every month. "The new Doctor Light" they were saying. Whispering all...the...time. Then my robbery got interrupted by Little Boy Blue and the Blue Boys. I wasn't going down like Light. But now the kids' faces are on milk cartons, I'm suddenly too evil. "Messing with the status quo" said the Injustice League. Of, course none of it's their fault. Oh No. People have got to take a long look at themselves and the society they bring about. That's all I'm saying. - Professor Flashbulb.
I told them that I had an army of 30 at my disposal. But they were less pleased when they found out that the "Baby-Face" in my name is related to the crèche I attend. - Baby Face Kid, two and a half.
Maybe it wasn't wise for me to come in full tilt at the last meeting of the Secret Society of Super Villains. But that's who I am. I really wasn't trying to plow down Scarecrow. Sorry, Tiller Man
I broke up with the super villain, Twister. She had her friends on the group, and I had mine. It just descended into a real mess. A few of us just left to form our own group. Don't believe the stories that they kicked us out.
... I was creating an uncomfortable atmosphere for the other villains. I mean, all I was doing was telling them how the Spectre would punish them horribly for their crimes, in excruciating detail...
… the editorial direction had faded enough that I ended up being one of those villains who ends up on a hero team in an "edgy alliance." I'm told it's part of a plotline where there's a traitor in the team. I'll apparently be the focus of some suspicion, even though I'm a level playing crook. I just want away from the team's resident psycho-with-a-weapon. Now, he's scary.
... they said I didnt have enough street cred', because even Amanda Waller didn't think I was dangerous enough a villain to be included in Salvation Run...
… I Giffened their uniforms with lots of little pockets and they got beaten before they could find their power rocks/ rings/ wands/ musical instruments.
I was constantly tutting the other villains about their unhealthy diets. Beer and fried chicken, yeesh. No wonder so many of them are moving away from spandex...
With so many supercharacters around these days, my minions' demands for healthcare and annual leave meant I couldn't afford to organise a world takeover.
It turned out that Venus was uninhabitable. My gigs as Grolxx! The Terror of Venus! declined as the others felt a bit embarrassed about their lack of scientific knowledge.
... I kept taking selfies and posting them on social media... how was I to know that the walls and decorations gave really big clues to our location???
I said I thought Marie Osmond was a smoking hottie with a little age and weight. They said it was inappropriate...I was supposed to like strippers and evil scientists.
Being a villain from the Golden Age, sometimes you just want a night in with a good book and some cocoa, rather than another cold night at the mountaintop laser cannon of doom.
I made everyone dress up as another villain for Halloween, so we could have fun trick-or-treating... who knew we would stumble into the real Justice League, in their real costumes, and get tackled by heroes who were not our normal enemies......
...gol'durnit, Baby Go Boom was so cute I tucked her in for the night and they said it was too sweet. Well, then she blew up the meeting hall and...well, they blamed me. Said she worked better bitter and without sleep. How was I to know?
I almost had the others convinced that we could ignore the above regulations and restrictions because, you know, we're super-villains. But then I coughed and it was all over.
I wore something in one of the non-primary colors. Apparently it's big seven rainbow colors or bust, so my latest taupe and teal creation was out! -Fashionista Lad.
I didn't put the dumbbells back on the rack after my work out... yeesh, with all the telekinetics and super-strong baddies here, you would think that would not be an issue!
I killed everything important in the protagonist's life. That's what post Dark Knight Returns villains do. Then they told me I was part of an Archie book...
I guess it wasn't Afterlife with Archie, or the Archie/Predator crossover...
I kept referring to Elseworlds / Alternate realities and telling everyone else about their gruesome deaths. Turns out most Super-Villains don't want to die horribly...
... I adhered carefully to all COVID restrictions AND preached to everyone to do the same. "You don't want your evil old Granny Goodness to get sick and be unable to torture innocent youngsters, would you? She can't do that gasping for breath!"
They said my new look, based on the 1990s Hot Dog On A Stick uniform, wasn't in keeping with the proper image of modern-day villainy. (Even if you can fit a whole change of clothes and several quality weapons inside the hat.)
When I told everyone to call me The Host, they thought I was to be the vessel of an interdimensional, tentacled horror. But I mainly MC company awards ceremonies. Horrific in their own way, but...
...they found out my "poison gas" gun was just filled with Axe body spray and lined with a dirty gym sock. Hey, it worked, didn't it? Sorry if it wasn't science-y enough for all you over-educated rich snobs!
... I kept challenging them to examine their biases, and gave out pamphlets on respectful terminology (we should stop using Kid code names! it's demeaning!)
? we got into a big fight about which villains could pass through walls and which couldn't. I'm not even allowed to help clear the debris from the smoking ruin of our HQ.
... It was my turn to buy supplies for the Evil Lair (TM) and I bought the cheap one-ply toilet paper. Who knew that world-conquering megalomaniacs had such sensitive tushies?
I worked all day to fix everyone a nice penne pasta dinner from scratch, only to end up dumping the whole thing on the Taskmaster because his henchmen kept making smutty jokes about it and he wouldn't stop encouraging them. Sorry not sorry I don't respect incompetent Management. Never have.
I brought gluten-free bagels and vegan lox to the meeting. Apparently that wasn't villain-y enough? Bah. The 'lox' was made out of Captain Carrot, seemed pretty villain-y to me...
Lazon and I were missing when they needed us for a critical mission. I had hired him out for hair removal services...we didn't get the message till it was to late and the Legion was there.
...and gave it to Gas Girl....which doesn't sound bad til you realize she was captive in the meeting room at the time. When Concrete Organs Man throws chunks, it's bad.