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Villains: Woe #1 - Woeful - 08-31-2014
Unknown Jungle
August 31, 2014
10:00 PM
August 31, 2014
10:00 PM
WOE: BISHOP! This had better be important. You know I have two matches I need to be prepping for, don't you? Granted one is against a fire-breathing flying metallic moron.
BISHOP: It is sir, I promise!
Bishop continues working diligently on something at his lab station with four or five rooks standing around helping. Finally whatever they had been working on is completed.
BISHOP: Mr. Woe, sir. I have created Toxin-8.
WOE: WHAT?! How dare you insult my intelligence with such slander! Toxin-7 is the most that any substance can hold without killing a man.
BISHOP: But sir we have this new solvent that dissolves some of the more harmful chemicals without getting rid of the effect. Just try this sir, and I'm sure you won't be disappointed.
Bishop walks up with a black looking liquid in a pack for Woe's machine. Woe eyes it suspiciously from under his mask as his normal liquid has been a green shade. Bishop walks behind the gargantuan man, removes his Toxin-7 pack and implements the new Toxin-8. Nothing happens for a minute, but then Woe begins convulsing.
WOE: OHHHHHHH..... YEAHHHHHHHHHH
Bishop and the rooks step back and watch carefully as Woe seems to get even larger. He bends over the laboratory table and the group eyes the big man's back most suspiciously. The bones on his back seem to be realigning and shifting. One of the rooks sees this and passes out. Another looks as if he's going to puke.
SPLACK!
Two huge bones jut out of the back of Woe and the rook that was threatening to puke finally obliges all over the floor. The two bones continue to grow out. Finally they stop a a flap of skin begins to crawl out of the bone and connect to the back below. The skin begins to grow what seems like a weird variation of scales. They're strong but flexible at the same instance. Another rook begins vomiting profusely at this. The one rook that passed out has finally gotten back up... only to pass out again right in some vomit. Woe is breathing heavily. He turns around and looks as if he's a monolith. He stands about 7 foot tall and his 'wings' are approximately ten feet across, wingtip to wingtip. Woe turns and sees his new wings. He flaps them hard knocking the rooks and Bishop back five to ten feet. Woe seems pleased with himself. He begins flapping them to take flight and begins slowly ascending into the rafters of the lab. He flies through the hallways with expert ease. He enters the code on the lock and flies up into his loft. He opens the door to the outside world and flies up into the sky.
He begins ascending slowly feeling the warm rays of the South American sun on his skin and mask. Woe takes a deep breath and begins looking around at the jungle scene below him. He seemingly smiles and begins laughing uncontrollably.
WOE: Oh Aerial Knight. Your odds of success just decreased by tenfold. You see, given you with the power of bad breath in the form of flames, you might have stood somewhat of a chance. Not now, though. Not now that I can fly to avoid your fiery inferno. Not now I can just bat your flames away. You take on a
rocker on Madness and then, young Knight, you take on your knight's dragon. However, in this story, the hero goes down in flames. Prepare to be broken, maimed, and embarrassed by the dragon of your nightmares: WOE!Woe extends his arms displaying his powerful physique before shooting like a bullet through the sky.