Quote Originally Posted by Eudial
"...is one of them," finished Eudial. "You see, I didn't run out to abandon anyone, I came back here to continue hunting these wicked things. Now if you've finished condescending me," she growled, "what do you say we take him out. Any ideas?"
Just one - are we mad?

I don't know this particular be-caped fellow, but one look at his dossier just screams his type - he's either a sickeningly saccharine Samaritan multiplied by Santa to the power of Jesus or he's a slick smug snake in the grass who acts the perfect angel to cover up all his own plots for conquest and chaos. How come muscleheads like him can get away with that but not me? Look at this face. Tell me this isn't the face of a naturally approachable and lovely person.

On second thoughts, don't answer that.

Either way, I hate going up against superfellows like him. There is such a thing as bad publicity in my circles and there's no worse PR for a supervillain than "Evil, hateful, naughty terrorist kills patron saint of orphans and puppies". We try and lay a finger on this Titanicman and we'll be up to our ears in lawsuits shortly before our trials for crimes against a national treasure.

If we do have to interrogate this super-stereotype, I want in front and centre. I know his world and let's face it, I can at least be convincing if not downright charming.

Stop sniggering.