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00:22:43
Christopher McCulloch, James Urbaniak, Doc Hammer
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Yeah. They gave up on Orpheus and his little kaffeeklatsch.
And these are my Murderous Moppets and you don't know me.
You have the modern affectation of weakness.
and keeping the cosmos from chaos lacks so much of the razzle-dazzle.
They fought with Spaghetti-Os and meatball?
Second-class arching license and reassignment pass.
"would precipitate the keen, glistening axe upon my bosom."
- That like a rudder? - Yeah. Right.
Genitals? Not anymore.
Why would a hero look anywhere else for a villain?
Well, of course it would be good for reconnaissance applications.
your nemesis is our business.
as the instrument of your demise.
The Guild is the recognized leader in organized havoc.
Byron Orpheus, you old bag of salt cracker!
The Philosopher's Stone is a metaphor for enlightenment.
and she seeks vengeance.
One, goth chick catches fire and disappears.
The road before you is beset with many perils.
"Still I quiver in every nerve...
Yeah. I was on Family Double Dare Totally swipe it.
- I've kidnap your daughter. - Balls, brass balls.
My peers perceive me as a layabout.
Right. That eye is crawl with villains.
Oh, that's my exit. Dean, you owe me one.
I specialize in hunting black vampires. I don't know what the PC name for that is.
One, goth chick catches fire and disappear.
- Why, is the movie bust or something? - No. It's just that...
When the idiot I work with forge documents and stole jet packs!
When the idiot I work with forged documents and stole jet packs!
It smell like gunpowder throw-up poo-poo eggs.
Oh, yeah. You were terrifying when you crap your pants.
You have been approve for your very own Guild-certified Supervillain.
I recall the process as being quite unpleasant...
- So, it shoot lasers and stuff? - Daddy's little man.
- I solve that mystery. - Yes, you did.
"Down, still unceasingly, still inevitably down!
"Down, still unceasingly, still inevitably down!
Yes! Exactly that.
Hank, I need to speak to your brother alone.
No. Sometimes I hunt British vampires.
I recall the process as being quite unpleasant...
No! I almost die every day doing this job.
all super cool with, like, a three-day beard and a... jet pack?
Well, I didn't mean for you to take it outside.
- Granted, that is kind of sweet. - It is so sweet.
That took long enough, but... this is so...
Why would a hero look anywhere else for a villain?
Oh, watch. Will you ever learn?
- He's always Aquaman. - OK. Bad example.
- I just wanted to see it again. - Why would you want? Hold on.
Of course! That is a walking eye. Will you do something about it...
I could chase that around. Oh, yeah.
Now sit down and let me explain something...
A fetid little firebrand named Torrid.
Every time there's a supe cool mystery to solve...
And these are my Murderous Moppets and you don't know me.
What a fascinating puritan you are, Lady Windermere.
Torrid zone. So butch!
- I'm the Intangible Fancy. - Torrid.
Doesn't he, like, protect some lame, fake-ass kingdom?
I guess it would be good for stealth reconnaissance.
Do you want to look like somebody made your face out of a beige orange peel?
What, do you steer with your head or something? That's just dumb.
What a fascinating puritan you are, Lady Windermere.
"would precipitate the keen, glistening axe upon my bosom."
The Monarch is delicious. Now say it!
"to think how slight a sinking of the machinery...
Or the polar bear from Lost.
But it's a French song, street cred with the indie crowd.
Those are some impressive figures, Sovereign.
Doesn't he, like, protect some lame, fake-ass kingdom?