Villain Party!

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The Villain Party Meme

Guess what? The Villains' Annual Convention is in town. It's a time for villains of all walks of life to meet, compare evil schemes, steal take notes on one another's inventions, and generally be dastardly together. The panel schedule's done for the day, so it's time to head to the local eatery for food, drinks, discussion, and maybe a bit of mayhem.

Fortunately, there's a restaurant very close to the convention center: the White Top.

If You're A Villain:

Come in, sit down, converse! Find a table, head to the bar, talk about today's panels or your latest foolproof scheme to conquer the world, whatever suits your fancy. This is your convention, after all. A word of warning, though: the manager of this restaurant has hired some additional security. Get too rowdy and you might find yourself in a fight.

If You're A Hero, A Neutral, Or Just Not Villainous:

You can still play too! I suggest you dabble a bit on the AU side and work in the restaurant - a busy night will always need servers, bartenders, hosts, and cooks. There's also added security, if that's more your speed. Otherwise, if you were ballsy enough to get a table in this end of town during the Villains' Con...good luck? Just take the fighting outside.

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Now, get in there and have fun!

Comments

[squeak_squeaker]

[That was a REALLY good question. We'll just say Kronk's man skirt has an invisible pocket.]

I'm a Junior Chipmunk scout, we don't touch alcohol stuffs! [Chestpuff. Cookies where a different story though. Omnomnom. And more weenies too!]

I just wish I knew where Yzma went.

[fuhgottaboutit]

[Thoughtful nom...]

Your boss...?

[squeak_squeaker]

Yzma's my boss! She's...uh. [Showing her a picture: http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4ceu6lXr91r6pn9c.gif ]

[fuhgottaboutit]

[ACTUALLY DROPS THE TRAY OF WEENIES.]

Oh my god! A skeleton!

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk caught it for her! Like a boss.] Saved your weenies!

Uhh... I dunno about that. I think Yzma's still alive!

[fuhgottaboutit]

[Taking the weenies back SWEET CATCH BRO.]

But are you sure? She could be a ... a zombie! Back from the dead to eat our brains!

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk didn't believe in wasting noms!]

Oh...uh. I dunno why she'd hire me, if she needs to eat brains to survive. Maybe she needs to eat biceps.

But that means you're safe!

[fuhgottaboutit]

Oh..... oh, yeah. I've got like no muscles at all. [This seems to reassure her, and she finishes off her cookie.] I better get back to work, I guess.

[squeak_squeaker]

Yeah... you really don't. [Almost Kuzco-esque skinniness going on with that one!]

Do you want me to help out? I feel kinda useless without Yzma.

[fuhgottaboutit]

... Yeah, okay! You prob'ly won't get paid, though. Unless you ask Miss Rarely and she gives you a job. [she means Rarity.] Yup, that's how it works.

[squeak_squeaker]

Ohhh... you don't have to pay me! I like work. [Kronk only truly felt alive when he was helping others! And she did give those weenies.]

That's a real nice offer, but I already got my job with Yzma. We're a duo!

[fuhgottaboutit]

Well... okay. But if she eats your biceps, that's when ya quit, all right? [She is SO SERIOUS about that.]

[squeak_squeaker]

I think she'll FIRE me if I don't have biceps anymore! [Kronk had Yzma figured out... a little. But he was grateful that this nice girl cared about his wellbeing! That never happened, sniff.]