Evil Plan! (tm)

[demondude]

Your objective is simple: World Domination.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Sadistic pleasure

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first assassinate a rich and powerful ceo. This will cause the world to slaughter a sacred calf to appease the gods, paralyzed by your arrival. Who is this despoiler of all that is good and nice and true? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good wearing the skin of another human?

Stage Two

Next, you must vaporize the white house. This will all be done from a hell, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will spontaneously combust, as countless hordes of mean english teachers hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must reveal to the world your secret death ray, bringing about an unending cacophony of screams. Your name shall become synonymous with fuzzy bunnies, and no man will ever again dare refuse to be your prom date. Everyone will bow before your dashing good looks, and the world will have no choice but to make you their new god.



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[Aerith's Knight]

Final stage

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[Bunny]

Your objective is simple: Widespread Misery.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Sadistic pleasure.

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first expose a senator. This will cause the world to whisper among themselves, horrified by your arrival. Who is this sadistic fiend? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in classic black?

Stage Two

Next, you must seize control of the statue of liberty. This will all be done from a air fortress, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will fall into catatonic trances, as countless hordes of the undead hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must let loose your armies of destruction, bringing about an unending cacophony of screams. Your name shall become synonymous with fear, and no man will ever again dare cross you. Everyone will bow before your unbreakable will, and the world will have no choice but to whisper your name in fear.

[Ramza Beoulve]

Your objective is simple: Destroy the Earth.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Evil - It's my nature

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first clone a chosen one. This will cause the world to sense a grave disturbance in the force, terrified by your arrival. Who is this unholy menace? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good as a dark gunslinger?

Stage Two

Next, you must obliterate the internet. This will all be done from a hell, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will spontaneously combust, as countless hordes of robot warriors hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must let loose your unholy weapon, bringing about horrors beyond man's comprehension. Your name shall become synonymous with dear god no, and no man will ever again dare interrupt your sentences. Everyone will bow before your unbreakable will, and the world will have no choice but to make you their new god.

[Aerith's Knight]

edit: ^I hate you ramza! =_= You stole(or I did) most of mine.

Your objective is simple: Destroy the Earth.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Love (Yes, it works)

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first seduce a wealthy heiress. This will cause the world to sense a grave disturbance in the force, alarmed by your arrival. Who is this evil genius? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in classic black?

Stage Two

Next, you must destroy the internet. This will all be done from a space station, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will leap from the nearest window, as countless hordes of ninjas hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must unleash your needlessly big weather machine, bringing about an end to sanity. Your name shall become synonymous with dear god no, and no woman will ever again dare refuse to be your prom date. Everyone will bow before your cunning intelligence, and the world will have no choice but to fall madly in love with you.

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It's so simple it must work!

[Yar]

Your objective is simple: Soul Accumulation.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: To show them all

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first blackmail a town mascot. This will cause the world to wipe the sleep from their eyes, amazed by your arrival. Who is this threat to our children? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good as an elemental?

Stage Two

Next, you must sabotoge the town's water supply. This will all be done from a haunted woods, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will gibber like madmen, as countless hordes of cultists hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must send forth your plague of doom, bringing about the return of the antichrist. Your name shall become synonymous with dear god no, and no man will ever again dare steal your woman. Everyone will bow before your dashing good looks, and the world will have no choice but to erect a gigantic statue of you.

I dare you to steal my woman.

[Ramza Beoulve]

edit: ^I hate you ramza! =_= You stole(or I did) most of mine. 3 Minutes late, my plan is obviously going perfectly :p

[Blue Harvest]

Your objective is simple: Widespread Misery.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Mom never loved me

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first devour a superman. This will cause the world to sign up for life insurance policies, horrified by your arrival. Who is this spammer? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good wearing the skin of another human?

Stage Two

Next, you must desecrate the moon (ooh, tides!). This will all be done from a air fortress, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will spontaneously combust, as countless hordes of winged monkeys hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must tauntingly wave your needlessly big weather machine, bringing about nightmares for every man, woman and child. Your name shall become synonymous with the spice girls, and no man will ever again dare make you clean your room. Everyone will bow before your dashing good looks, and the world will have no choice but to restore your credit rating.